InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ School Bonding ❯ Her Sick Games ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

School Bonding

Summary: Inuyasha has been home-schooled his whole life and now struggles to adjust to college life.  Luckily the beautiful Kagome is willing to help him out...as long as she gets to tie him up first.  AU Porn with barely-there plot.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha.

WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content, fetish, language, OOC, tease and denial, light bondage, Inuyasha and Kagome with other characters (temporarily)

Miscellanies:

Word Count – 6851
Post Date – June 5, 2012

Her Sick Games

Inuyasha threaded his hands into Kagome’s thick, silky hair as she kneeled before him, tantalizing mouth inches away from his hardness.  She looked up at him, innocent and questioning, as if asking what she should do now.  He smiled at her, happy to show her what he wanted.  She was completely unlike the seductive, confident Kagome he knew, but this Kagome was just as tempting.

He moved her head closer to him, watching with unrestrained excitement as Kagome’s thick, pink lips finally touched the tip of his erection, imparting a hesitant kiss.  He let out a low groan as he watched himself slowly push open her lips and enter her warm, wet mouth, her tongue instinctively pressing against the underside of his cock as if welcoming him home.  Slowly, he made his way in, pushing his way into her mouth inch by inch until her chin was nearly touching his balls.  

He could feel the back of her throat adjusting and contracting around the large head and loudly moaned at the way it massaged him.  Her eyes shone with discomfort but he held her head firmly in place, refusing to let go of the pleasure her throat was giving him.  When he had enough of that, he withdrew as slowly as he entered and proceeded to pump himself in and out of her exquisite mouth, taking what he wanted.  He started slowly, allowing the girl’s mouth to adjust to his length.  Soon, though, that wasn’t enough, and he pumped faster and faster, using his grip on her hair to angle her throat for deeper penetration and pounding into her mouth with reckless abandon.

As he plunged into her mouth at a violent pace, an inexperienced Kagome flattened and pushed her hands against his hips, trying to slow him down to a manageable pace, but he was too strong, his need too great as he thrust over and over again into her mouth, entranced by the way her lips stretched to accommodate him.  “You’re so fucking hot...” He groaned out, filling her mouth up so fully that she couldn’t reply.

“Yes...” He hissed out in pleasure.  Filled with confidence and desire, he husked out cockily, “Do you like it when I feed you my cock?”

He felt her tongue moving around awkwardly and saw that she was trying to speak, and pulled himself out to allow her to talk.  She looked up, his pre-cum and her saliva glistening on her lips, and whispered, “Inuyasha, please...I’m so wet.”  Groaning at her words, he watched her dip a finger below and bring up a glistening finger, evidence of her claim.

Suddenly, she transformed into a more familiar and devilish Kagome, and stood up, brushing her hard nipples against his chest.  “Lie down, Inuyasha.  Let me take care of you,” she spoke, her breath heating his neck and her hands running up and down his chest.

Doing as she said, he lowered himself to the futon and eagerly awaited her next move.  She straddled him, letting her moist nether lips dance across his toned stomach.  Lining up his cock with her entrance, she slowly impaled herself on him, stretching to take him in.  

Inuyasha thought he had died and gone to heaven.  There was no other way to describe what it felt with her tight, hot walls caressing him, pulling him in deeper.  Inuyasha threw his head back and growled at the pleasures running through him as she rode him without abandon.  ‘Fuuck...’ He rasped out as he felt his orgasm building up, a coil tightening in his stomach and further below.  His eyes watched Kagome ride him, mesmerized by her bouncing breasts and smooth, creamy stomach.  His moans grew louder and more uncontrollable as she brought him to heights he had never known.  

“Gnnnhh…” He groaned out between clenched teeth as his abdomen twisted, balls tightening delightfully as he began to fall over that cliff…

As if feeling his impending orgasm, Kagome leaned forward, looked him dead in the eyes and shouted, “Wake up, Inuyasha!”

Inuyasha shot up in his tiny dorm bed, a strangled cry to the heavens escaping as her voice brought him back to the world of the living.  His heart pounded rapidly, thundering against his ribcage, and he nearly yelled out when he felt the fiery ache below, meaning that he had found no escape from his torment.  Even in his dreams, Kagome tortured him, refused to grant him completion!  ‘Christ!  I c-cant...!’

As his erection throbbed painfully, Inuyasha balled his fists in his white sheets to keep from reaching down and ending his suffering.  He groaned pitifully, wanting nothing more than to relieve himself of this...this agony!  The skin of his cock stretched taut and strained against his cotton sweatpants, and he could feel his hand shaking with the effort not to slide down.  Even in this state of mind, he remembered Kagome’s warning.  Did he dare?

Would she even know?  Gods, she would make him regret it when she learned that he had touched himself.  Inuyasha tried to think of that as a deterrent, to calm himself down, but it only brought on more excruciating arousal.  He looked down at his tented pants with bleary eyes, a grimace on his face as he imagined her hands stroking him, bringing him closer and closer to his reward.

As another surge of arousal flooded through him, his throat tensed and he threw his head back in distress, sweaty silver-hair splaying haphazardly across his pillow.  ‘Ah-Ahhh,’ he moaned in suffering.  He simply couldn’t take it anymore!  He arched in his bed, and against his will, his right hand began sliding downward to the source of his anguish.  He yanked up his waistband, slipped his hand in, and gripped himself firmly, when a voice shot through the room.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Inuyasha cried out in shock and fell out of his bed, still tangled in his sheets.  He looked up and saw a young man reclining on the bed across the room from his, a textbook in hand.

“W-what?” He stammered out, frantically wrapping his sheets around himself.  ‘Oh my god, what is going on?  Why is this guy in my room?!’  Jesus, he had never been so embarrassed in his whole life.  Admitting that he pleasured himself would be bad enough, but getting caught?  And his dream?  The way he’d spoken!  He’d never allowed such dirty thoughts in his mind before, and his blush colored his whole torso as he thought of what he’d done in his dream.

Ignoring Inuyasha’s embarrassment, the man continued without a hitch.  “I’m just saying...from what I know, Kagome will be pissed if you jerked yourself off.  And I don’t know, man...personally, I don’t want to see what Kagome is like when she’s mad.”

“B-but...what...w-who are you?  How do you even know about Kagome and...you know?”  Inuyasha tried not to stare in shock and quickly collected himself, standing up and leaning against his own bed.

“Ah, Miroku, my friend.  My beloved Sango is Kagome’s best friend,” he explained, gesturing happily, the thought alone of “beloved Sango” bringing him joy.  “I mean, I know Kagome, so I’m just giving you fair warning that she’d probably end up killing you or something if you disobeyed her.  She can be pretty scary when she gets angry.”  A joyous smile lit up the man’s face.  “But not as violent as my Sango, of course!”

Inuyasha’s chin dropped in shock at the way the man was talking about Kagome and “Sango.”  “Sango is...your girlfriend?” He asked for clarification.

“Yeah,” Miroku sighed, his eyes suddenly lovestruck.  “The most beautiful woman in the world...my girlfriend.  Can you believe it?”

“Err...” Inuyasha mumbled awkwardly.  He didn’t really know the strange man well enough to say, so he simply allowed Miroku to fall out of his fantasyland on his own time.  “Wait, you didn’t answer my question.  Who are you?  What are you even doing here?”

Miroku looked at the hanyou like he was the dumbest person in the room, and Inuyasha crossed his arms defensively.  “I’m your roommate, dude...We got each other’s email addresses and stuff...two months ago.”  The man’s eyes rolled skyward and a little pout formed.  “Of course, you never answered your email so I guess you wouldn’t know!”

“Oh.  Sorry?”  Inuyasha said sheepishly.  “I didn’t know I had a roommate.  I actually requested a single...” He explained awkwardly.

“Gee, thanks for making me feel so welcome!” Miroku exclaimed sarcastically.  The human man suddenly smirked, and Inuyasha found himself shivering at the way his eyes glimmered mischievously like Kagome’s.  “You know what?  I think, just for that, I’ll tell Kagome what you would have done tonight...obviously if I hadn’t stopped you.”

Inuyasha’s eyes shot open.  “No!  What the hell?!  Don’t do that!”  If Kagome found out, he’d be in for hell.  His still-rigid erection ached at the thought of what she would do if she knew he’d tried to disobey again, and he clenched his fist in panic.  “L-look.   I’m sorry about what I said!  I didn’t mean to offend you, but...just don’t tell her that I...you know.”  He was ready to plead with the human if he had to.

“Fine, but on one condition.”

“I’ll do it!” Inuyasha readily agreed.

At his eagerness to avoid Kagome’s wrath, Miroku chuckled.  “Haha.  You’re even worse than I was last year.”  Inuyasha cocked his head in confusion, but Miroku continued him before he could ask what that meant.  “A little outing with Kagome, Sango and me tonight.  That’s all.”  When Inuyasha narrowed his eyes suspiciously, Miroku put his hands up defensively.  “Look, I know more about Kagome than you do, and I assume you want a little more than what she’s allowing you now?”  Inuyasha was sure he would get a fever from the way his face kept heating up.  He couldn’t believe they were talking about this!

“Y-yeah,” he whispered embarrassedly in reply.

“Well then let me help you out, roomie.  Think about me as your...partner in crime!” Miroku’s excitement was contagious, and Inuyasha could feel himself getting excited as well.  If Miroku was willing to help him win Kagome over, he wasn’t about to refuse.

“Sure.  Where are we going?  What are we doing?”  Inuyasha asked.

“Nuh-uh.  It’s a surprise.  Just a little get-together, I’ll tell you that.”

Inuyasha tried not to look anxious and agreed, more hesitantly this time.

“It’s three in the morning, by the way.  You might want to get more sleep.”  Miroku suggested.

Inuyasha nodded, undeniably still tired.  As he slipped back under the covers, he desperately willed himself to ignore the discomfort his erection brought.  He prayed for a restful sleep, because something told him there was a lot in store for him tomorrow.

...

Inuyasha couldn’t deny his disappointment the whole class period of Chem.  He’d sat next to Kagome in the back row, like yesterday, but she made absolutely no move towards him the whole class.  In fact, she had barely acknowledged him at all the whole period, aside from greeting him when he first sat down.  It was partly a relief - he wasn’t sure he could handle any more of her teasing - but he couldn’t help feeling utterly defeated at the way she ignored him.

Had she lost interest in him?  Was it something he did?  He was nearly certain that Miroku hadn’t told about his minor transgression, because Kagome would surely have done something in response, not this...this denial that he even existed.  

‘What did I do wrong?’ Inuyasha worried, pained at the thought that he’d lost Kagome after only a day.  He wasn’t good at these social situations, but he knew he liked her and wanted to please her.  ‘Should I try asking...?’  His shyness chose that moment to step in and prevent him from simply tapping her on the shoulder and asking what had happened between last night and today.  ‘I’ll ask Miroku if he knows what’s going on,’ Inuyasha decided.

When class was over, he had gotten his notes, and Kagome finally turned to talk to him.  “I hope you got good notes, Inuyasha.”

He nodded dumbly, undeniably ecstatic that she was still talking to him but unsure of where this was going.

“Hmm.  Good, we didn’t get much studying done yesterday, thanks to you, and I want to make sure you know all the material.” Her words were kind, but Inuyasha could still sense a slight lilt.  “It’d be awfully unfair if I get what I want…” Kagome traced a long, teasing finger along his thigh, and Inuyasha felt his cock rise to the occasion immediately.  It blazed a trail up his clenched thigh to the edge of pelvic bone, eliciting shaky breaths from its victim as he shook in anticipation.  “...without letting you get what you want.”  She removed her finger as quickly as she placed it and stood up with her notebook.

“I want to come!” Inuyasha blurted out.  He slapped a hand over his mouth as soon as he realized what he had said, but it was too late.  Kagome heard clearly what he wanted and turned to face him, her eyebrow raised and a slight frown on her face.  “S-sorry.”  He immediately apologized for the mistake, hoping she wouldn’t be upset.  

“Let’s get something straight, Inuyasha.”  Kagome smoothly pulled Inuyasha to her by his waistband, drawing both of their gazes down to his exposed, hardened manhood.  Inuyasha yielded to her, allowing her to pull him where she wanted him to go.  “This,” she lightly grabbed onto him, slowly massaging her way from base to tip, and Inuyasha took in a choked gasp, stiffening and clenching his fists at her touch.  “...is mine.  You want to come when I want you to come.”  Inuyasha heard her words, but his guttural breaths clouded the air and his mind as she stroked him slowly and deliberately.  “Do you understand, Inuyasha?” Kagome whispered into his neck, her breath warming his pulse.

“Yeess..” Inuyasha hissed, his answer automatic as he did everything he could to not thrust into her hands, his arousal already painful from being teased and denied for two days.

“Good boy, Inuyasha,” Kagome trailed hot kisses along his neck, and Inuyasha slouched against her with a whine.  Each touch from her lips scalded him, his nerves fired straight down to his groin and his muscles spasmed under her touch from the effort to stay still.  “I could lead you down the hall like this...panting...moaning,” she chuckled darkly against his neck, her hand stilling in his pants.  “I could tell you that I’d never let you come unless you were absolutely quiet, just to make this harder for you...”  Inuyasha let out a cry in protest, which Kagome swiftly silenced by squeezing him tightly.  “...but I love hearing you beg.”

Kami, what wouldn’t he give to press her against him in that moment and thrust himself into her!  Inuyasha’s face contorted needily as Kagome sped up, a pleasurable haze spreading through his body.  His sighs and groans perfumed the empty lecture room, as she leisurely stroked him.  If he hadn’t been leaning against her, he would have collapsed under his buckling knees.  She kept him right at the edge of orgasm, slowing down at just the right moments to prevent him from tumbling over.

‘I can’t take this anymore!’ his mind yelled in anguish.  Never had he experienced something so exquisitely painful and pleasurable in his life.  Kagome’s mouth and hand worked in unison, torturing him from head to toe, and he let out a sobbed groan.  “Please.  I’m begging you!”  He tried to remember her warnings, but when she gave a sudden, rough jerk, he couldn’t stop from bucking upwards and grabbing her forward to press his erection between them.

Immediately, Kagome sneered and sent a jolt of purification power through him.  He released her in shock and mild pain and fell backward.  “Control yourself, Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha dug his claws into the carpeted floor, squeezing out his frustration.  “Sorry!” The word came out more as a plea than an apology.

Kagome didn’t grace him with a reply, merely eyeing him as he unsteadily pulled himself from the ground.

“We’re not having a study session tonight,” she informed him calmly.  For some reason, his heart stopped at her calm declaration.  What was it about her that gave her so much control over him?

“W-why not?” He stammered.  ‘Have I made her that angry?’

“You’re hanging out with Sango, Miroku and me tonight.”

Inuyasha nodded carefully, trying to decipher her stoic expression.

“I want to get started early, so no time to tutor tonight.” She explained simply, and Inuyasha’s heart beat steadily resumed.

“Um, ok.”

Kagome smiled at him and began to pack his notebooks.  “Spend the afternoon studying.  I’ll see you tonight.”  Her deep brown eyes peered up at him innocently.  “And I don’t need to warn you again, do I?”

“No…” He whispered.

“Good.”

…

For the few hours between Chem class and his date – though he wasn’t sure a date was what this was – he obeyed Kagome completely.  As much as he ached, he summoned all his self-control to keep himself from angering her again.

‘Maybe tonight’s the night, she’ll let me…come.’ Even in his head, he felt the need to whisper the last word.  He was raised to be chaste, not to go around thinking dirty things like that.  Shutting all his textbooks, he tried not to get too excited at the thought.

A glance at the clock told him it was 8:30 pm.  Miroku would be here any second to take him to their get-together.  As if on cue, Miroku popped open the doorway and greeted him cheerfully, “What’s up, Inuyasha, buddy, good pal, best pal!  Better than best pal!”

Was it just him or did Miroku seem a little nervous?  “Are you okay…?” Inuyasha asked, his brow raised questioningly.

“Oh, don’t be silly, best friend!  Of course I’m okay!” Miroku chuckled nervously, and grabbed onto Inuyasha’s hand to lead him down the hall.

“You sure?  You’re sweating all over and…I don’t know…you don’t really sound like yourself.” Inuyasha said skeptically.

“I don’t know what you’re talk about, man.  I’m just dandy!” Miroku assured.

‘Just dandy…right…’ Inuyasha thought, but didn’t make any more comments.  Miroku led him down to his car, and before he knew it, they were off.

“Everyone else should already be there,” Miroku added, mostly to break the silence of the drive.

“Who’s everyone else?  And where is “there?”  And what are we doing?  Is it a party?  Shoot, I don’t know how to act at a party.” Inuyasha fired question after question, the anxiety finally hitting him.

“Calm down.  It’s just Kagome, Sango, you, me and another couple.  They’re our friends, don’t worry about it.”  Miroku explained calmly.  “And we’re going to one of Sango’s houses.  Well, her parent’s houses anyway.”

“Are you sure we won’t get in trouble?  Expelled…or something for this?” Inuyasha asked, mildly panicking at the thought of getting caught.

Miroku snickered at the hanyou’s nervousness.  “Nah, we do this all the time.  Her parents are cool with it too, since this is probably going to be Sango’s house after she graduates, anyway.”

Far too soon, Miroku pulled into a large driveway with two other cars.  “Come on,” Miroku urged when Inuyasha seemed frozen on his seat.  “Your lady love is in there waiting for you.”

The thought – or fear – of keeping Kagome waiting moved Inuyasha to action.  He hopped off the car and walked anxiously to the entrance of the house.  As soon as he stepped across the threshold, he saw Kagome’s head peak out of another doorway at him.

“Great.  Miroku and Inuyasha are here!” She called back to whomever was in the other room.  She stepped out of the room, and Inuyasha choked on his startled gasp.  She was dressed in a light blue skirt and a cream tank top.  So simple, yet everything about her was perfect, Inuyasha thought.  As she walked toward him, he squelched a groan at the light shine on her lips, her secretive, glimmering eyes, her legs that never ended.

“Happy to see me, Inuyasha?” She asked, lips tantalizingly close to his.

“Uh-huh…” He breathed, wishing more than anything for her to lean in and kiss him.  He took in shaky breaths, waiting desperately for her to make a move.  She smelled like everything sweet and beautiful in the world, and Inuyasha whined when her lips moved and gently pecked his jaw instead, wanting to rock into her so badly.

“I’m happy to see you, too, Inuyasha.” She smiled beautifully up at him, and he nearly drowned in her eyes.  As he basked in her presence, soaking up every bit of her scent and her shining eyes, he swore he saw a flicker of something different in their depths.  He didn’t know what it was, and he didn’t have the time to figure it out as Miroku decided to interrupt that exact moment.

“Come on, love birds!  We didn’t come here to watch Inuyasha get hot and bothered all night.”

Inuyasha’s eyes tore away from hers, flushing down to his toes at the way everyone’s eyes shone knowingly at him.  “Buh…uh...umm…I…” He stammered out, stumbling over his shoes in his attempt to quickly pull away from Kagome.  

Unfortunately, that drew everyone’s attention down to the very obvious bulge in his pants.  Panicking and desperate to get out of their sights, Inuyasha threw himself against the wall, pressing his front against the hard surface.

A chorus of laughter rose up behind him at the action, and even Kagome was giggling lightly at his expense.  ‘Oh my god.  What do I do?’ Inuyasha squeezed his eyes shut, willing the wall to swallow him up, when he felt a familiar hand on his shoulder.  Kagome shooed the four others into the next room with a grin of her own, and gently pried him off the wall.

“I didn’t know you were that shy, Inuyasha.” She chuckled at his mortified face, but he leaned into her touch, allowing her to take him where she wanted him to go.  “You’ll need to be a whole lot more comfortable with teasing if you want to survive college, and definitely if you want to survive this group of boneheads.”  She said, dusting him off.

“No…I…just…uhh…” No matter how he tried, Inuyasha couldn’t get a straight sentence out of his mouth and he growled lightly in frustration.  He wanted to impress her!  Not be this stupid, shy, bumbling social loser!

“Don’t worry about it,” Kagome comforted, straightening his shirt.  “Remember what I told you at the end of class yesterday?”

“…that we had a tutor session?”

“No, silly.  That I’d teach you what you need to know…and what you need to do.” Kagome slowly slid her hands into his shirt, caressing the smooth muscles beneath.  Inuyasha focused on not panting.  “I’m taking your shirt off,” she announced, swiftly pulling it over his head.  When a stunned Inuyasha tried to throw his arms across his body, her face hardened warningly.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” Inuyasha whispered harshly.  There were strangers in the house.  And girls!  He wasn’t going to walk around without his shirt.

“I told you already,” Kagome informed him with a roll of her eyes.  “Now lift your arms up.”

It had to be mind control, Inuyasha thought.  What other reason could there be for the way he obeyed her every command?  Before he knew it, his shirt was tossed somewhere near the entrance and his chest was bare.  Kagome eyed him appreciatively, and Inuyasha felt a bit of his shyness melt away.  She ran her hands up and down his chest, drawing a nipple into her mouth and awakening every desire Inuyasha had spent the whole afternoon suppressing.

“Kagome…” He groaned out, the meat between his legs hardening and aching painfully under her ministrations.  Her tongue circled his nipple, teasing it to a peak, and drawing heady moans from Inuyasha.  “Please!”  Kagome’s tongue thoroughly distracted her victim as she easily slid her hand to his waist buckle and removed his pants.  “What…are…you…doing?” He panted, bucking helplessly forward with every breath.  For once, Kagome didn’t seem to care about his lack of control, and instead swiftly yanked his pants and boxers to his ankles.

“Step out,” she commanded, teasing his now exposed cock mercilessly.  Praying to every god he knew that she would grant him his release if he did as she said, he slipped his feet out of his pants.  Without a beat of hesitation, she massaged and squeezed his cock like her favorite toy, finding and torturing the spots she already knew would have colors bouncing wildly beneath his lids.  

“A-H-hh, kami!” A tight groan climbed out of his chest, and drops of sweat beaded on his furrowed forehead.  Inuyasha wanted to look at her, but his eyes clenched shut on their own, as if knowing his mushed brain couldn’t handle any more or he would go into sensory overload.  “K-Kag…ome,” he whined like the puppy he was, his hips making tiny thrusts out of his control.

“Good boy, Inuyasha.” She cooed as she reduced him to a puddle of goo and whimpers.

Taking advantage of his current state, Kagome quickly moved behind him and pushed him towards the room with the rest of her friends.  “Now come on.”

“What?!”  Inuyasha screamed in a whisper, his mind shooting out of the haze.  “What are you doing?!”  When she ignored his questions, he tried to maneuver himself back behind her.  This was nuts!  

Kagome was having none of that.  Seizing his red erection in one hand and his heavy balls in the other, Kagome squeezed just tightly enough to stop Inuyasha in his attempts.  “Don’t piss me off before the night even gets started,” she warned, her mouth twisting cruelly as she squeezed his balls tighter.  

Inuyasha squirmed in pain and quickly relented before she decided to do more damage.  “Okay!  Okay…But I can’t go in there without clothes!”

“You can, Inuyasha, and you will.”  With a quick shove, she pushed Inuyasha into the room, stepping in and closing the door behind her.

Inuyasha caught sight of the other four and immediately tried to backtrack, covering himself as best he could.  “Wha-uh-no…”  Kagome’s small but solid form stopped his retreat, and he hurriedly tried to reason with her.  “Kagome!  I-I can’t!  W-wh-at-?”

“Inuyasha.” Her voice froze him.  “Look around you.”  He turned around slowly, still not believing what was happening.  He saw the two human girls first, both giving him welcoming smiles, and when he scanned the room for Miroku and the other boy, his jaw dropped at their state of nakedness.

“K-Kagome, what’s going on?”  Inuyasha wanted to pinch himself to make sure this wasn’t some freaky dream.

“You’re about to find out, my silly puppy.” Kagome rolled her eyes at his initial unwillingness, but smiled at him.  “First, though, that’s Sango, Ayumi, and Bankotsu.  And I don’t need to introduce you to the pervert.”  She pointed out each of the young humans and introduced them.  Inuyasha waved shyly, feeling incredibly vulnerable under their gazes.

“We’re going to play a game,” Kagome began explaining.  She held his chin and guided his gaze over to her, and affectionately nuzzled his neck.  “I’m going to trade you,” she said.

“What?” Inuyasha pulled back to look her in the eyes, and she allowed him to take a small step back.  What exactly did she mean by “trade?”  In his periphery, he saw Miroku and Bankotsu finish undressing and lay down next to the girls.

“It’s what it sounds like.  You go to Sango, Bankotsu comes to me, and Miroku goes to Ayumi.” She continued as if the idea were completely self-explanatory.

“…To do what exactly?” The sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach was growing with each word she said.  Maybe he wasn’t as ready as he thought.

“That’s the fun part.  We’re a team, Inuyasha.  You and I.” Kagome gave him a mischievous smirk.  “Sango, Ayumi and I try to make our guy come first, and your job is to make sure that’s not you.  Don’t worry, it’ll be fun.”

This was a dream, Inuyasha decided, as he stood agape at Kagome’s description of her “game.”  A crazy, weird, horribly arousing dream.  Hell, even in his dreams, he couldn’t have come up with something like this.  “Wait, Kagome, I-I…I don’t think I can do this.”

Kagome smirked at him.  “Don’t you want to come tonight, Inuyasha?”  Yes, he really, really, really wanted that.  “I told you earlier, you get what you want if I get what I want.”  

“What do you want?” He asked hesitantly, still uncomfortable both with his current nakedness and the whole idea of this game.

“I want to win.” She said simply.  Inuyasha could tell there was more behind her words, but didn’t comment on it.  When he still seemed reluctant, she merely moved around him and settled herself on one of the cushions.

‘Do I want to do this?’ He asked himself.  He didn’t want to be pressured into doing something like this, though he had to admit that a tiny but growing part of him wanted to play her game.  This was like one of those forbidden fantasies that he only ever dared to entertain in the complete solitude of his room, and even then he couldn’t bring himself to fantasize about such sick thoughts.

The two couples were chatting happily with each other, completely uncaring about the various states of nakedness, but Kagome looked up at him with an indecipherable expression, neither expecting nor impatient, merely…waiting for him to make a decision.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Inuyasha slowly moved forward and sat down next to the girl named Sango.  She was pretty, though she had a completely different kind of beauty than Kagome’s, and seemed friendly enough

“Hey Inuyasha.  I’m glad you’ve decided to join us,” Sango welcomed cheerfully.  “Kagome’s been talking non-stop about you,” she whispered conspiratorially to him while Kagome got acquainted with Bankotsu.  

Inuyasha blushed fiercely at the thought that Kagome had been gossiping with her friends about him.  His stomach did flip flops at this new information, and he let himself hope that she liked him as much as he liked her.  “Oh…u-uhm, I – cool…I mean – I – that’s really cool,” he responded, sounding far shier than he wanted.

Giggling at his stutters and giving him a smirk, Sango added, “Well, Inuyasha, I can’t wait to play with you.”  Her eyes hungrily took in his body.  She laughed as she caught sight of his deep red erection, musing, “Though I guess Kagome’s already done most of my work for me.”  When Inuyasha found himself trying to repress his millionth blush, she firmly gripped him in her hand.

“D-don’t,” he tried to cry out, but it came out as a low groan when she began milking him, his eyes unwillingly drawn to her hands, larger and rougher than Kagome’s, squeezing his swollen manhood up and down.  She tugged on his erection slowly, letting the sensations trill through his body.  “S-sto-p…Th-that-t’s no-t…nghh...f-fair,” he pleaded, trying with all his might to remember that Kagome didn’t want him to come.

“Hey!  Sango!  That’s cheating!” Kagome’s indignant voice drew him out of his aroused haze, and for the first time, he saw Kagome pouting instead of confident and seductive.  She was…cute…when she pouted, Inuyasha decided.  Sango grinned sheepishly at Kagome and took her hands off Inuyasha.

“Sorry, Gome!  I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Man!” Kagome whined, “I already gave you such a huge advantage.”  Thinking for a few seconds, Kagome said, “Ayumi and I should get head starts to make up for it.”

“Aw,” Sango sighed in defeat, “Fine, fine.”

Kagome immediately reached for Bankotsu’s semi-erect cock, and Inuyasha watched as she sensually began squeezing and rubbing it.  Inuyasha tried to take this time to calm himself, but watching Kagome touch her victim had the rest of his blood rushing southward.  Her hand moved up and down, her thumb rolling and massaging the thick head.  When Bankotsu released a groan, Inuyasha found himself trying not to groan himself, everything else fading into the background.

‘God, why is everything she does so…so…hot?’ He asked himself, breathing deeply as he tried not to imagine her hands doing the same to his rock-hard erection.  If anything, what she was doing was torturing him more than Bankotsu, and he grabbed onto the cushion beneath him to refrain from relieving his own ache.  ‘I don’t know if I can win this,’ he thought in panic.  If just watching her was enough to bring him to the brink, then he didn’t want to know what would happen when Sango –

Inuyasha muffled a cry when Sango reached forward and eagerly began to jerk him off, apparently deciding that the other two had enough of a head start.

“Do you like watching her?” She whispered teasingly into his ear.  His eyes clenched shut as Sango began to mimic Kagome’s moves.  “Look at her, Inuyasha.  Is that how she touches you?  Does seeing her stroke another poor, helpless cock get you off?” She gave his balls a teasing squeeze, rolling his heavy fruit in her hand.

Inuyasha desperately shook his head no, though she couldn’t tell if he was just shaking from trying to hold himself back.  Unwilling to grant the hanyou boy any relief, she quickly spit into her hand and used the lubrication to rub his cock faster than he could handle.  

“Aghh…nghh…” A poorly suppressed groan forced itself out of his chest, as Sango continued whispering filthy words into his ear.

“Have you ever thought about Kagome naked?” She asked quietly, watching with a smirk as the boy uncontrollably bucked into her hands.  He obviously had the least experience of all of them, and Sango reveled in her chance to play with something new.  It seemed that he really liked being talked dirty to, and she was going to use that to her advantage.  “Do you think about what her pussy looks like?”  Inuyasha moaned as her words burned the image of Kagome, naked with legs spread and ready for him, on his eyelids, and Sango nearly laughed at how easy this was.  She whispered heatedly into those cute ears, “Pretty…pink, and she feels sooo tight too…I could barely get my finger in.”  Inuyasha’s eyes snapped open and looked up at hers in clear shock at the implication of her words.  “Yeah, Inuyasha, Kagome and I played with each other.  It was almost as fun as playing with you.”

Gods, he could see it in his mind, Kagome writhing in pleasure as Sango’s finger thrust into her, and it was driving him insane.  She had forced into his head one of his darkest fantasies.  “O-one-gai…” He whined, his hips thrust furiously into her hands. If someone else didn’t come before him, the game would be ending very soon.

“Onegai?  What are you pleading for?” Sango mused, a devilish smirk on her face.  “Perhaps I can give you a demonstration of what it felt like, huh?” Tightening her grip drastically, Sango rapdily stroked his cock, and Inuyasha couldn’t withhold his yell this time as heat surged through his body, the pleasure nearly killing him.  He saw Kagome’s eyes shoot to him, but when Sango began to jerk his manhood rapidly, he couldn’t focus on anything.  

“Ahhh…god!” He wanted to scream out for mercy as the exquisite fire began to spread through his veins, sweat pouring down his whole body, but the only sounds that came out of his mouth were jumbled and fevered moans.  “Please…! No more!” He finally managed in a strained breath, his whole body twisting unnaturally from the effort not to come.

“What’s that?” Sango asked as if she couldn’t hear him.  “You want more?”

“No..mmphh!” Inuyasha bit down on his tongue to keep from screaming when her pace increased two-fold.

He couldn’t do this!  His body was lost to the blaze spreading through him, the feeling of every nerve lighting up in his cock.  He didn’t care about anyone watching him or Kagome’s warning anymore.  He needed to come like nothing he had ever needed in the world!  Bucking recklessly into her hands, he gave in, seeking the friction he needed to reach completion in her hand.

“Ahhh!  Fuck…!” His voice growled out, deep and wild with agony.

As if Sango sensed the change in him, she encouraged this, forcing images into his head to hurry it along.  “Imagine, Inuyasha, pounding into her like this.  It’d feel better than anything else in the world.”

Kami, Inuyasha knew it would.  His mind tuned everything else out as his body came seconds within orgasm.  He could see it, feel it in this fantasy planted in his head, his throbbing arousal thrusting in and out of her, her walls squeezing him deliciously.  “Kagome…”

In a second, Sango’s hand was gone, and Inuyasha lurched painfully, crying out, “AHHH! No!”

He forced open his eyes to figure out what had happened, and took in a sharp breath at the dangerous glare that Kagome had leveled at him.  Sango sat to the side, a barely suppressed giggle on her lips, having apparently been told to stop at one point by her friend and the girl that currently looked like she was about to kill him.

“K-Kagome?” He asked tentatively, unable to bring up enough blood to his head – the one on top, at least – to blush at the looks everyone was giving him even if he wanted to.  She had stopped their game, and Inuyasha noted with embarrassment that Bankotsu and Miroku were not even close to the mess he was.

“I lose,”  Kagome readily declared, though her glare never left him.  Inuyasha tried not to curl in on himself at the fury burning in her eyes.  “Sango, I need to borrow your room upstairs.”

“It’s all yours, love.”  Sango left his side, and Inuyasha couldn’t help looking up pleadingly at her.  He didn’t know what would happen, but right now, he didn’t want to be left alone with Kagome.  She mouthed an insincere sorry, and moved to sit next to Miroku.

Kagome swiftly stood up and walked over, easily yanking him to his feet and grabbing onto his swollen erection, causing Inuyasha to yelp and squirm.  “Excuse us for the night.”  Without saying another word, Kagome pulled him forward and up a flight of stairs.

He didn’t dare say anythin, her anger so thick and palpable that he wanted to run away until she could cool down.  She pushed open a door and shoved him into the bedroom.  Inuyasha watched, uncomfortably standing at the edge of the bed, as she began to rummage through one of the drawers.  After a minute of silent searching, she stood up, holding something he couldn’t see in her hand, and stalked towards him.

“Put your hands behind your back,” Kagome ordered, and Inuyasha obeyed as if her voice had some magical connection to his brain.  Watching with baited breath as she moved behind him, he tried to turn his head to get a look at what her evil mind had planned, but she swiftly grabbed the back of his head and turned him forward again.

Inuyasha felt her moving with practiced ease, and small, cool beads slowly wrapping around his hands.  The cool air blew tauntingly on his hot erection, and Inuyasha could feel his anxiety rising.

“K-Kagome?  What are you doing?” He asked cautiously, trying not to anger her further.  Without responding, she stepped back, having finished her work, and Inuyasha nearly tripped, despite his hanyou athleticism, when he tried to turn around.  She had tied his hands!  Panicking, Inuyasha frantically began yanking on his beaded bindings, but they weren’t giving out.

“There’s no point.  They’re prayer beads,” Kagome explained, and grabbed onto his forearms to stop his struggling.

“B-but, why? Wha - ?” Inuyasha stammered out, now incredibly nervous at his helplessness.

Kagome slid back to his front, caressing his tensed arms with one hand and the other teasingly drawing random patterns onto his stomach right above the tip of his manhood.  His breath came out staccato and choppy in anticipation and more than a little fear.

Kagome quirked a smile up at him, her eyes tracing his muscles, and Inuyasha’s stomach sank nervously.  “Trust me, Inuyasha, with what I have planned for you tonight, you’ll need these.”

Author’s Note:

My apologies for spread out porniness in this chapter.  I thought about splitting it in half and making it two chapters, but I didn’t think there was enough porniness in each of the halves.  I’ll make it up to you guys next chapter with lots of torturous fun!

I also want to thank the people that reviewed/messaged me sharing their thoughts for this chapter.  

Also, sorry if there are misspellings or grammar errors.  I finished this just minutes ago, and I’m not in the mood to proofread.

Note: If you are somehow upset because it’s not wholly InuKag this chapter and you think this game is “sick,” don’t leave a review about it.  There’s a reason I put those specific chapter warnings up at the beginning of the chapter.  Read them.