InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never Ending Love: Teacher's Pet ❯ Lesson Two ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

 

She flipped through the channels and all she could think about was him. He had gone for a few hours to check how things were back in the other era, but she missed him as if he would never come back. She finally stopped at the music channel again, watching a couple kiss, and then make out, and then move into another room and take it to the next level. She stared at it, wondering if that was what they had looked like the night before. She smiled again at the idea as she turned up the volume and walked into the shower, quickly washing up. While she stood under the showerhead, she came up with an idea.

 

She toweled off and stepped out of the shower and shuffled through her drawers, tossing some items into the bathroom and throwing on a few others. She couldn't help but smile while she waited for Inu Yasha's return.

 

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After an hour of waiting for him to return and a half an hour more of their reading lesson, Inu Yasha and Kagome were both sitting on her bed again, flipping through index cards and children's books. Inu Yasha sat in the jeans and T-shirt that Kagome's mother had bought for him, while Kagome sat in gym pants and a tank top with her hair in a ponytail.

 

“'Y' makes the sound `yu-,'” she said.

 

“'Yu-,'” he repeated.

 

“'Y' is used in words like `you' and `yellow'.”

 

She stared at him as he looked lazily down at the “Y” flashcard.

 

“Alrighty, one more,” she said. “'Z' is used in the word `zebra,” she said. “And it sounds like `zzz-.'”

 

“Zzz-,'” he recited. “Sort of like the sound you make when you snore,” he said with forced enthusiasm. “You mind if I take a nap?”

 

She looked at him, slightly disappointed, but then figured this would help her little plan. “Sure,” she said. “I'll be right back.”

 

She watched as Inu Yasha flopped over on her bed as she slipped into the bathroom, quickly changing and letting her hair down. She stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall, peering into her room to make sure he wasn't looking. From that angle, all she could see was his knees, for he had left his feet hanging over the edge of the bed as he slept.

 

She then smoothly walked back into her bedroom, now dressed in her school uniform, done very messily, her hair down and wavy, and her very high knee socks with clunky boots. She bent over her boyfriend and ran a finger down his face. “I have a game I'd like to play with you,” she said in the sexiest voice she could conjure. He shook himself awake as she swung one leg over his lap. “Let's see how long it takes for you to give in.”

 

He stared back up at her in shock, but then grinned at her as he sat up to face her. He put his face into her half unbuttoned shirt, but she pushed his head back. “Uh-uh,” she said, shaking a finger in his face. “Bad boy.”

 

She sat fully on his lap and pulled her skirt up so she could feel his growing bulge more easily. She began to shake her hips against his, rubbing her panties against his jeans. He groaned in pleasure. That was just what she wanted to hear. She smiled down at him and pulled his face to hers, kissing him passionately. She held him there with one hand as her other hand began to travel his body. It slid down his hard chest and down to his jeans, which she unbuttoned with her fingers. She slid her hand inside and gripped his arousal fully. He pulled his face away from her as he gasped for air. He pushed his face to her chest and moaned. His hands went for her front and slowly slid up to her chest. She then slowly climbed off of him, teasing his to the fullest extent. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she continued anyway.

 

She turned around and stood in front of him. She reached for the buttons on her shirt.

 

“Wait,” he sighed. “Undressing you is the best part.”

She smiled coyly as she slid over to him again. She resituated herself on him again as his fingers snagged her shirt buttons. He undid her shirt and pulled it off of her shoulders. He stared at her bathing suit, the same one she had on yesterday. There were only two small triangles of cloth that covered her. Neither reached the bottoms of her breasts, which exposed almost as much as they would if they were invisible.

 

She left a soft kiss on his lips as she stood up again, dropping her skirt to her ankles. She reached over her shoulders behind her back as she looked at him devilishly. “Oops,” she said as she pulled at the tie behind her neck. Her fingers found the front tie and pulled it loose, leaving it to fall to the ground with her skirt. She jumped back on his lap, grinding her hips against his as she pulled his shirt over his head. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her feet behind her, sliding them between his knees and spreading them apart.

 

She pushed her chest into his face. She held in a gasp as he kissed between her chests. She had to last longer than he did. There was no way she was going to lose at the game she created.

 

With her feet still in place, she pulled his pants off, shifting above him as she did so. He was so hard and didn't seem like he was going to last much longer. But, for some reason, this just wasn't doing it for him. She ground her panties against his bare erection, letting him feel how wet her womanhood was. He moaned and groaned and panted, but still not enough.

 

She pushed him back on the bed and kissed him hungrily. She left a trail of kisses down his neck and the middle of his chest, and across his stomach. She reached his manhood and kissed the tip, hearing a gasp from him. She then took him fully into her mouth.

 

“Stop!” He yelled. He swiftly pulled himself away from her and kissed her hungrily. He didn't want to lose this game and she knew it. He slid his fingers under her panties and ran them along her soft nub. She couldn't take it any more. She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his lap. Inu Yasha reached at the straps of her bikini underwear and snapped them, letting them fall away from her.

 

She could feel him at her entrance and she took no time to slide down on him, feeling him fill her fully. They both gasped and moaned in ecstasy. He grabbed her hips, lifted her up and pulled her back down, and they continued like this until they hit their end, gasping and groaning the whole way. He came first, surprisingly, and fell limp on the bed until she finished. She rolled next to him, and then off the bed, peering over the side up at him.

 

“I win,” she whispered.

 

“Like you wouldn't,” he laughed. “That was torture.”

 

She found her feet and grabbed her clothes, walking into the bathroom. “That was the point,” she said with and devious grin. “I feel so evil, and it feels so good,” she sighed as she sank to the bathroom floor.