InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ School Bonding ❯ Judge and Jury ( Chapter 4 )

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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, bondage

Miscellanies:

Word Count – 6062
Post Date – June 2, 2013

Judge and Jury

“No.”

The word floated through the air, barely making it to the ears of the one for whom it was intended.

Nonetheless, Kagome’s face stiffened.  Shit.  He didn’t mean to say that.  The word had come out of his mouth without his permission, but now that it was out there, he had to stick to his guns.

“What did you say?” Kagome asked in an unnervingly pleasant voice, as if just asking out of curiosity.

Inuyasha steeled himself.  “N-no.  I-I can’t do this, Kagome.” He dropped his gaze when he felt hers begin to penetrate his mind too deeply.  “P-please, I can’t t-take anymore.”  He whispered and looked up at her, imploring her with his eyes.  He had to make her understand that he was going insane with unfulfilled need.  He wanted her – gods knew he did – and he desired her touch like nothing else, but his body could only handle so much.

Softening her face, she slowly stepped forward until her face was right under his.  “Of course, Inuyasha.  We can just sleep tonight, if you want,” she offered, looking up with those beautiful, doe-like eyes and gesturing to the bed.

Well, that wasn’t what he expected…‘Is this some kind of trick?’ He sniffed the air and searched her eyes, looking for some deception, but he could tell she wasn’t outright lying.  Kagome definitely did not seem like the kind of person to just…give in to what he wanted.  ‘But I don’t smell any deception, and my nose is always right.’

He nodded carefully.  Smiling sweetly up at him, Kagome moved away and sat at the side of the bed.

“Come on, I don’t bite.”  She giggled at the suspicious look in his eyes.  Inuyasha finally stepped forward, but paused.

“Wait, so can I have my clothes back…and can you…untie me?”  He tried to wiggle his arms in his bonds again, but they remained unyielding.

“Oh, don’t be silly, Inuyasha!” Kagome hopped off the bed and drew his naked form to her.  The sudden sensation of pressure on his erection drew a gasp from her bound hanyou, and Inuyasha’s face contorted as a dizzying heat soared through him.  She didn’t move against him, but even the feeling of her shirt brushing against him had him trembling.  He took deep breaths in an attempt to control himself.  Just because she wasn’t punishing him didn’t mean she was going to let him relieve himself, and Inuyasha was ashamed to admit that he was too scared to ask.

“Just come on,” she encouraged softly, gently guiding him to the bed and pushing him .down on his back.  She helped him into position, setting his head against the pillow gently.  “Give me a sec to get undressed.”

“Wh-what?!” Inuyasha choked out, too shocked to comprehend what was going on when Kagome hopped off and began stripping.  She turned to face her captive, eyes twinkling merrily as she slowly undressed.  She began with her shirt, oh so slowly lifting it over her head, grinning at the way his eyes latched onto the smooth skin of her stomach.

Inuyasha clenched his bound fists unconsciously as she bared her skin inch by agonizing inch.  He pulled on his restraints hastily, wanting both to sit up and watch and to relieve the throbbing pain that got worse with every bit of skin shown.

“Kagome?...” He called out, but trailed off when he finally saw the pale, creamy skin of her breasts.  An involuntary whimper escaped his throat and he twisted in the sheets to get closer.  Jesus, he wanted to taste her smooth skin, touch her, squeeze her perky mounds…anything!

Kagome chuckled at his expense.  “Patience, Inuyasha,” she chided gently.  “I’ll come to you in a moment.”

To his dismay, she left her pale blue bra on, instead slipping off her skirt.  She dimmed the lights dramatically so that her cream skin seemed to glow in the darkness.  Clad in her underwear, Kagome lay back down on the bed, and pushed the bound Inuyasha flat on his back.

Inuyasha didn’t know where to look first, his eyes shooting frantically from her pink lips to her barely covered breasts to the tiny strip of cloth covering her womanhood.

‘Holy moly…’ He couldn’t believe this was happening.  Forcing his eyes upward, Inuyasha looked at Kagome, the question clear in his eyes.  Were they about to…make love?  Why else would she take off her clothes, right?  But why would she suddenly change her mind like that?

Kagome merely smiled and rested her cheek against his chest, brushing her hand against his pelvic bone, and lay down to his side.

Inuyasha trembled and moaned as her soft, warm hand traveled between his legs and caressed his shaking thighs.  “Kagome…”

“Shh…” She whispered, letting her breath tease his nipples.  

Inuyasha dug his heels into the mattress, his body tightening and straining in his bonds.  He didn’t know what to expect.  She knew he didn’t want to be teased anymore didn’t she?  Was she going to untie him soon?  As nervous as he was, he couldn’t contain his excitement at the thought of what would happen tonight.  How he dreamed of being inside her…the images planted in his head from his dream and earlier that night came back with a fury and he moaned in anticipation.

Kagome shut her eyes, though her hand never stopped teasing its victim.  “Mmm…Let’s go to sleep, Inuyasha.”

“H-huh?!” Inuyasha cried out, turning his head down to look at her incredulously.  Did he hear that right?  Unfortunately, he only got an eyeful of her thick black hair splayed over his chest.  “Kagome!” He whispered harshly, trying to get her attention.

“Yes?” She looked up at him lazily, her hooded eyes shining.

“B-but…go to sleep?” He made a sound of frustration in the back of his throat.  “What about…?” He looked down at his obvious erection.

“What about it, Inuyasha?  You said you didn’t want anymore, so we’ll just sleep,” she explained with a hint of a smirk on her face.  “Is there a problem?”

She knew what the problem was!  Inuyasha wanted to yell, at her, at the stupid beads around his wrists, at himself for not being able to just come out and say what he wanted.  He struggled in his bonds, contorting his body in his vain attempts to pull his arms free.

“Stop moving around, I’m trying to sleep.” Kagome pretended to whine.

Inuyasha growled.  ‘She’s doing this on purpose!’ He thought in frustration.  He had an idea of how she thought this would go down.  Well, he would show her.  Bound or unbound, he could out-stubborn the best of them.  Forcing his body to relax, Inuyasha ground out a “fine” through clenched teeth.

Kagome smiled that same cool smile she always did when she knew something he didn’t and lay back down at his side.

He got as comfortable as he could with his hands behind his back, letting his head sink into the cushiony pillow.  Clenching his eyes shut, Inuyasha desperately tried to forget that her beautiful, soft breasts were pressed against his chest, so close, but so unreachable.

‘Breathe…breathe,’ he repeated mentally, willing himself to refuse temptation.  

However, her hand refused to let him rest.  Kagome gently massaged his muscular thighs, squeezing him in a steady rhythm meant to torture him into submission, kneading his flesh closer and closer to the ache between his legs but never touching it.  She would graze his length just barely, before moving to torment his thighs or his abdomen.  He wanted to protest, insist that she said she wouldn’t keep doing this to him, but as usual, none of the words he wanted to say actually made it out.

“Ahhh…” he moaned when she lightly cupped his balls, the sound escaping without his permission.  Her teasing had left them aching and so sensitive, and when she gently stroked the rounded sacs, pressing lightly on his perineum, Inuyasha twisted frantically on the bed.  He didn’t know where she was going with this, but half of him wanted to plead for her to stop and the other half would die if she did.  “Wh-wha…mmhh” His first attempt at asking her what she was doing melted into a moan as every gentle squeeze shot unwelcome tremors up and down his spine.

“Oh, Inuyasha, how am I supposed to get to sleep with you moving around so much?” Kagome asked, sighing as if he were being troublesome.  Her movements paused and she sat up.  For a second, Inuyasha dared to hope that she had changed her mind.  Kagome tossed him a smirk and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.  When he finally saw those dusty brown nipples bounce freely, the poor hanyou couldn’t hold back a whimper.

“Y-yo-u…” He trailed off, unsure where he had planned on going with that sentence to begin with.

“I-I-I just wanted to get more comfortable,” she explained with a mocking smile and slid back over him, letting his eyes drink in the sight of her body draped over his.  At the feel of the skin-on-skin contact, he arched upward, begging for more with his body language.  His wrists were definitely bruising with the way he kept pulling and yanking at his bonds, but he needed to touch her.  Nonetheless, Kagome refused to grant him what he wanted, instead settling down to his side once more and quickly resuming her teasing ministrations.

Inuyasha bit down on his lip, suppressing the needy groans that were clawing their way out of his chest, but he was dying in his efforts.  Hard already to the point of pain from the past few days’, Kagome’s “game,” and now her merciless touch, he wanted to scream as she massaged his thighs, forcing him to imagine her hands on his attention-starved erection.

Her knuckle grazed the underside of his cock and Inuyasha attempted to muffle a yell in vain.  Gods, he needed her to touch him there, there being the very obvious, straining, aching rod between his thighs.

‘I won’t…give…in…’ he thought through the haze of pleasure and torment, trying to salvage some of his pride.  He refused to beg her for more if she kept teasing him like that, but unfortunately, his body wanted so badly to give in.  It didn’t care about what she would do to him later, as long as she would just touch him now!

When Kagome’s tongue lazily circled his hardened nipple, he tugged urgently at the prayer beads to push his chest towards her.  At the action, Kagome moved her mouth away and blew cool air on his sensitized skin.  He let out a strained sound of distress, his nipple pebbling at the sensation.

‘Please touch me!’ He wanted to beg shamelessly, but out of sheer stubborn willpower, he refused to say the words.

Unknown to her victim, Kagome grinned wickedly against his chest.  Taking advantage of his mental pre-occupation, she snuck a slim finger up towards his swollen manhood and delicately traced her way up his length, following the large vein that she remembered was so affected by her touch.

“Aghh!!” He finally cried out, thrusting upward towards her hand.  “Na…fuck!” He grunted, panting angrily when she quickly removed her hand.

“Wow, what a potty mouth you’ve gotten, Inuyasha,” she said, placing that damned hand that had been tracing his hardness just seconds ago on her chest in mock surprise.  “First you curse at Sango,” she moved her hand back to his erection in an exaggerated move and gave a sudden jerk, “…even after she treated you so nicely.”  She stroked him leisurely, eyes shut so contentedly he would have thought she was asleep if not for the sadistic grin on her face.  “Now…you start cursing at me.  I bet you think you’re so bad now, huh?”

Fisting the sheets beneath him, Inuyasha forced himself not to buck into her hand.  He knew it would only make things worse.  An involuntary grimace formed on his face as he tilted his head down to do the only thing he could: watch her torture.  She had encircled his aching erection, but made her grip so light he could barely feel it.   Nonetheless, every time she stroked him, his body shook, his eyes rolling upward, begging for the pleasure that her hands could bring, if only she would touch him!

“Well, Inuyasha?  Are you a bad boy?” Kagome asked, smiling at the pained look on his face as he desperately held onto his sanity.

“Nnngh…” he groaned in agony, finally allowing himself to thrust into her grip.  She ripped her hand away before he could reach her and laughed at his angered cry.  He didn’t even care anymore that this was what he said he didn’t want; he would have done nearly anything for her to touch him at that point.

“Answer me, Inuyasha.” She demanded coolly, dropping her hand and trailing a finger up his length lightly.

“Damn it…Unhh…” Inuyasha moaned again through clenched teeth.  What exactly did she want him to say?  Yes?  No?  He didn’t know what she wanted to hear!  “Uhh…yes?” He threw out a word, unable to think clearly about his answer.

Chuckling to herself, Kagome asked, “Bad boys deserved to be punished don’t you think?”

“Wha…?” He had a good guess what that meant.  “No!  Um…uh, no I’m not bad!”

“No?” She cocked to her head sweetly, and not for the first time Inuyasha wondered how she was able to look so cute and harmless while torturing him.  Her hands gripped him again, this time tight enough to inflict excruciating pleasure, and she sat back on her heels.  “Let’s think back.  I catch you our first tutor lesson, and because of that, you didn’t study enough to give me something so simple, so basic…It wasn’t that hard…” She furiously began to massage the bulging head, using the ample pre-cum leaking from his tip as a lubricant until he threw his silver tresses back in distress, begging in garbled moans.  “…Dalton’s Atomic Theory.  That’s all I wanted.  Strike one.  Then, you try to disobey me again this morning…” She released his tip, moving downwards and twisting, and Inuyasha let out a strangled breath.

‘Miroku told her?!’ He thought, his eyes snapping open.

“Miroku tells me everything,” she sneered angrily, answering him as if she could read his mind.  “You were foolish to think you could hide it from me, so I think I’ll give you two more strikes for that.”  She paused, perhaps in thought – but Inuyasha was too far-gone to really notice – before continuing calmly.  

“Now, what did I tell you tonight about getting what you want?”  Her pace resumed steadily, and Inuyasha prayed for the questions to stop.  Every time he answered he only seemed to make things worse for himself, and the way she touched him, applying pressure and stroking his cock at just the right points to drive him crazy, stripped him of all his mental capacities.

Searching his memories, Inuyasha tried, “Uhhh…I-I…I get w-what I want if you g-get what you w-want.”

“And what did I want tonight?”  She asked soothingly, as if a teacher trying to coax the right answer from her student.

He really didn’t like where this was going.  Shaking his head to the side, he bit down on his lip in an effort to stifle his groans.  Inuyasha knew she was going to be angry at him for losing the game for her earlier, but some part of him hoped that if he didn’t say it aloud, she would just forget about it.  

He had no such luck.

Kagome read him like an open book.  Deciding she would let him think he was safe for now, she continued rubbing and gently squeezing his erection.  Inuyasha lost himself in the gratification, unable to resist rocking forward to meet her strokes and shutting his eyes as he found himself heating up in anticipation.

“Ohh…” He moaned out, his amber eyes opening to watch her hand.   She was gripping him lightly but he was sensitive enough at that point that it didn’t matter.  Gradually increasing her pace, Kagome leaned forward and began to suckle and nip at his neck, biting gently before laving the sting with her tongue.

Inuyasha pleaded with everything in him that she wouldn’t stop, though a part of him knew better.  What she was doing to him felt too good to end, and he didn’t know what he would do if she left him hanging again.  “Please don’t stop,” he begged, unable to contain his pleas.  He could feel his release encroaching, and desperately tried to keep his hips from bucking into her hand, knowing that would only piss her off.  “Oh my god, just please,” he moaned in a last attempt for her mercy, muscles tightening deliciously as he felt his load begin to travel upwards.

Kagome smiled fondly at his agonized face, pecking his cheek as she felt his legs begin to quake in anticipation.  “Do you want to come, Inuyasha?” She whispered into his ears.

He let out a strained, high-pitched whine, hissing out a yes.  His chest caved in on itself, tightening almost painfully as he felt that final surge of heat rush through him.  “Ahhh…ahhh…”

Kagome waited carefully until she felt the swelling and just when she saw the familiar tightening of his muscles, she removed her hand completely.  “Oh well, that’s too bad!” She exclaimed cheerfully, ignoring his furious yell completely and plopping down a few inches away from Inuyasha.

He was dying.  Drowning in need and taking in desperate gulps of air that were caught in his constricted throat, Inuyasha screamed his frustration to the air and the uncaring girl above him.  “Kagome, PLEASE!”  He could feel tears well up in his eyes involuntarily but truly didn’t care whether she saw.  He wanted to promise to be good.  He wanted to scream and toss her down beneath him to punish her for doing this to him.  He wanted to beg for her mercy.  He wanted to do whatever the fuck she wanted if it just meant she would let him come!

“Goddamnit! I’ll do anything,” he pleaded, eyes clenched tight.  “Anything, christ, I’ll do anything!  Just let me come!”  There were no words to describe how badly he ached, but he had to make her understand!  He didn’t even care about the fact that the four downstairs could probably hear his shameful begging.  All that mattered right now was the trying to survive Kagome’s torture.

For a long moment it seemed his words had fallen on deaf ears.  She completely ignored the way he jerked angrily on the beads around his wrists, instead pulling herself off him without a word.  Kagome moved out of his sight, reaching for something on the nightstand, and he took that minute to shut his eyes and pray to the gods, any supernatural being that might exist.  Hell, he’d pray to Kagome herself if he thought there was a chance she would listen.  

Kagome opened a drawer to the side, his ears picking up on the rustling of items as she drew out something that was connected to a long black strap.  Without allowing him a clue as to what she had in her hand, she straddled him with her back to his head and began to strap something around his abdomen.  Inuyasha stretched his neck to get a better look at what she was doing, but all he could make out was the dark leather of the belt-like material she was wrapping around him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, trying to keep his voice from sounding breathy.  It was bad enough that she knew he was powerless and clueless here; he really didn’t want to sound so obvious too.  Suddenly he felt and heard a plop from whatever Kagome had tied to him on his stomach.  Unlike the strap around him, it felt solid and smooth.

Kagome must have finished with whatever it was she was doing, because she slid around to face him once again, drawing his eyes to the smooth skin of her inner thighs.  He tried to catch a glimpse of what she had tied around him, but Kagome leaned forward with a beguiling smile, effectively blocking his view, though he wasn’t sure he could take his eyes off of her even if he had the chance.  It was impossible to stay mad at her when she looked at him like that – like he was the only thing in the world worth looking at.  Hoping that perhaps that look meant mercy for him, Inuyasha tried his luck once more.

“Please, Kagome, I need it,” he insisted.

“Hmm?” She hummed innocently, smoothing his right cheek with her hand.  “What do you need?”

He groaned in frustration.  “You know what!”

She ignored the way he bucked into the air in his attempts to slip his hands around to free them.  “Do I?”

He let out another groan of frustration, hating the way she was toying with him.  “I need to…”  A combination of embarrassment at having the say the word and humiliation at being forced to beg suddenly overcame him.  Mustering the meager amount of self-control he had remaining, Inuyasha sealed his mouth shut and glared stubbornly up at her.

As if she realized what he was doing, Kagome laughed to herself and dipped her head in until she was a mere inch from him lips, bringing them nose to nose.  “You know what your problem is, Inuyasha?”  She asked, whispering the question tauntingly against him.  Inuyasha didn’t bother answering – perhaps too pre-occupied with trying not to lean forward to close the distance – so she answered her own question.  “You make this too fun for me,” she explained.  “You’re faaaar too easy to tease,” she drawled lazily as she dipped down to plant light kisses along his neck.  He could feel her soft breasts and her small, pebbled nipples against his chest and couldn’t resist rocking upwards to press against her, his eyes subconsciously shutting.  Kami, he had to make her understand.  Every part of him was wound tight, the fire and heat coursing through him finding no escape.

“Jesus,” he begged, not even having the mental capacity to refute her statement.  “What do I have to do?” He asked, feeling like a prisoner trying to negotiate his freedom.  “Fuck, Kagome, just tell me what to do!”  Why he always submitted to her torture and how she had so much power over him were questions that could be answered later.  Right now, all he wanted to know was what she wanted from him!

At his question, Kagome pulled up, cocking her head to the side curiously.  “What you have to do?” She echoed.  

A long moment passed between the two of them, Inuyasha still forcing back the desire to rip her arms free and thrust her beneath him.  Perhaps being raised by a gentle, human mother had suppressed most of his more animalistic drive, but now Inuyasha could feel the youkai stirring angrily within, desperate to be inside the beautiful woman above him whether she wanted it or not.

Kagome gave no outward sign that she sensed his inner turmoil, but merely sat back, watching with satisfaction as he helplessly looked up at her.  “See Inuyasha, I can’t tell you what to do right now because all you’ve done so far is deliberately disobey me.  It seems that whenever I tell you something, you do the opposite, so why should I oblige now?”

He didn’t understand that logic.  And frankly, he didn’t care.  All he cared about right now was doing whatever it took to find some relief from the agony.  Letting out his pent up frustration in a growl that would have frightened anyone else, he demanded, “What do you want then?!”  She couldn’t understand how crazy he felt in that instant – ready to tear those goddamned beads off his hands and thrust her beneath him – and if it weren’t for the fact that it felt like ninety percent of the blood in his body wasn’t making it back up to the head on his shoulders, he might have been able to think up a maneuver that would accomplish just that.  As it was, however, he was at her mercy.

Giving him a flirty pout, Kagome answered, “I just want you to be a good boy.”  She leaned down again, this time placing her lips a mere inch away from one of his cute, furry ears.  “Is that too much to ask?” Her breath warmed the silver appendage, and she noted gleefully the way he trembled and shook at the action.  If that alone caused such a reaction…

Completely unaware of the devious thoughts running through his captor’s mind, Inuyasha bit his lips in an attempt to retain what semblance of control he had, uncaring about the blood his fangs drew.  He had no idea that his ears were sensitive that way, what with them only having been touched by his mother when he was a child, but every little breath Kagome took wracked his frame with unbearable pleasure and a painful aching.  He’d never known that kind of dual sensation – the feeling of her hands, tongue (hell, any part of her body, really) ghosting over his erection at the same time as feeling nothing at all.

“No,” he breathed out in response, “Fuck, I’ll be a good boy!”  Frankly, he would have promised her anything to get her to keep touching him.

“Mmm,” she nodded, purposefully breathing out so she could torture his furry ears.  “Good boys don’t curse, do they?”

A strained groan forced its way out of him.  She had to stop doing that.  It felt so good the ache was unbearable.  “…ghhh.  Um…no?”  He hoped that was the right answer.  He couldn’t even remember what the question was.

“Hmm…So you’re not a good boy, then?”

“Wha…?” He looked up at her, unable to clear the haze from his head.  “No, please, Kagome.  I’m a good boy,” he repeated, completely lost in the conversation.  All he knew was that he had to prove to her whatever she wanted so she would just let him come!

“I want to believe that, Inuyasha,” Kagome said, though he wasn’t sure he could believe that.  “But you haven’t been very good lately.”

“I’ll be better,” he promised eagerly, unable to restrain his hips when she leaned down and began to lave his neck with her attention.

“Will you?” She asked between kisses.

“Yeah…” He sighed, mind on autopilot as he imagined her mouth where he really wanted it to be.  At that point, he could feel the muscles in his pelvis twisting angrily from the throbbing in his groin.

“You want to prove it to me, Inuyasha?”  She lifted her head to look into his eyes again.  “I want to give you a chance.  I really do,” she insisted, gently kissing his cheek.  When he looked up at her, she seemed genuine, but he was quickly learning that either he was illiterate when it came to reading faces or she was a master of deception.  Either way, he prayed that she was being truthful.

“I do – I want to prove myself,” he squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a ragged moan when she brought a hand up to massage a pointed ear. “AhhHH!” He shouted out, the feeling of her fingers on his ears sending torturous sensations throughout his body, and tears leaked from his eyes at the desperate desire that wracked his frame.

When she finally paused, giving him a brief reprieve, he gathered what was left of his wits.  “Please!  What do you want me to do?” He pleaded, willing to cooperate with whatever it was she needed from him to prove this nonsense about being a ‘good boy.’

Letting out a satisfied smile, Kagome gave her first command.  “Lean up, Inuyasha.”  He did as she asked, pushing himself forward and let her move her hands to his back.  At the same time, he tried to feel whatever it was that Kagome had tied to him, but all he could really feel was her warm, wet womanhood pressed tantalizingly against his stomach.  It was as if she wanted to add to the torture, letting him smell her arousal as he could do nothing about his own.

To his great surprise, he felt a loosening around his hands.  The heated, stone beads rolled off smoothly, and Inuyasha set his hands down at his sides, staring agape at Kagome.  What was she playing at?

“Lie back down.”

Still perplexed by her actions, he hesitantly leaned back, letting his head sink into the plush pillow.   His hands lay at his side, clutching the sheets subconsciously.  He tried to feel optimistic about this; after all, she had untied him.  That had to mean something, right?

“Move your hands above your head,” she directed calmly, giving no hint of what she was up to.  When he obeyed immediately, she offered a gently praise.  “Good,” she smiled and ran a hand down his chest to his stomach, right above where she sat, massaging the smooth skin on her way.  It was an almost sick pleasure for her to watch him shudder at the movement, the muscles in his chest jumping frantically.  “You’re going to keep your hands there.  Understood?”  Though her face had turned down, having been more focused on her hand’s trail, she looked up for a steady moment, waiting for his consent.

When she received his nod, defeated as it was, she gave him an indecipherable smile and finally sat up to reveal what it was she had tied to him.  His eyes shot up to hers in shock, and within that second, Kagome lifted the dark purple strap-on from its prone position on her belly and impaled herself.

Three things happened at once.  Kagome and Inuyasha arched to the ceiling, the former from the pleasurable feeling of being filled up and the latter from the visual of watching something that he desperately wished her his own disappear into his tormentor.  His hands shot down from their position above the pillow and roughly grabbed onto her hips, half-intending on pulling her off and half-intending on thrusting her onto the long rubber again.

Of course, neither came to pass as in the second that followed, Kagome slammed his hands back down and nearly growled at him, showing a blatant anger for the first time.  “Hands, Inuyasha.” She reminded, her teeth clenched tight with fury.

He let out a panicked whine before he even realized, and struggled against her manual bonds, even as her miko powers started to heat his skin sharply.  He wanted to beg her, realizing what she had planned.  She couldn’t make him watch as she fucked an inanimate object right in front of him.  She just couldn’t.  “K-Kago – ”

“Hands, now.”  There was no negotiation in her tone, and his arms were suddenly free from her grip.

He had to make his decision then and there, he realized.  His fingers twitched, wanting nothing more than to grab onto her again, lift her off the offending rubber length, flip her beneath him and fuck her himself.  But he’d never be able to pull that off, Inuyasha knew.  Sure, he could tell her to get off right then, but that would be the end of things, Inuyasha instinctively knew, and some stupidly masochistic part of himself refused that option.

Mind made up, Inuyasha slowly brought his hands back above his head, feeling more vulnerable than ever.  He shot her another pleading glance, pouring every bit of himself into that look, and begged, “Please, Kagome. I-I…wh – ”  He wanted to ask why she was doing this when he would have given his right arm to have her use his cock instead of the one she’d strapped to him, but Kagome ignored his voice and began anew, causing him to choke on his words.

As if the gods themselves willed his chin downward, Inuyasha found his eyes locked onto her body.  He watched the purple length sink into her with an unintentional grimace, his claws tearing into the sheets above them at the sight.  With a furious groan, he clamped his eyes shut, unable to keep his hips from bucking into the air like a wild bull as she rode him.

Above him, Kagome sighed and moaned at the pleasure, but he could hardly register it when his own sounds drowned her out.

“Mmmmghh…” he groaned out, the sound melting into a tense whine as he bit down on his lips in a futile attempt to muffle the pained growls.  God!  He wanted to fuck her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life, Inuyasha thought as he eyes fiercely latched onto the dark length burying itself in her warmth over and over and over again.

“It’s not fair!” He whined to himself as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, only realizing after a second that he had actually said it aloud.  It took another second for him to register that Kagome had stopped moving above him and yet another for him to bring his hips to rest.

She looked at him with something akin to anger and leaned down, bringing her face inches from his.  “Not fair?” She asked simply.

His mouth trembled uncertainly, feeling as if he were toying with his fate with his answer.  Not trusting his voice, Inuyasha shook his head just the tiniest bit.  “I-it i-isn’t,” he said again, though with little conviction given that she looked ready to make him eat his words.

For some reason unknown to him, Kagome seemed to relax at that.  “What makes you think that you decide what’s fair?” She asked with an innocent smile.

“I-I…” He trailed off, not being able to come up with an answer, though that was unsurprising considering he wasn’t sure he could remember his own name.

“That’s what I thought,” Kagome nodded satisfactorily at his speechlessness.  “See, Inuyasha, you seem to think there’s some sort of democracy here.”  She grabbed his chin lightly between two slender fingers and forced him to look into her eyes.  “Let me rid you of that notion: I am the judge, the jury, and the people.” She declared, fingers tightening minutely.  “If I decide it’s fair, then it is.  The sooner you learn that, the happier we’ll both be.”

His heart caught in his throat, though that might have been his ribcage considering how much pressure had built up inside him.

Before he could respond, Kagome continued.  “Let’s try this again, shall we?  Is this fair, Inuyasha?”

It wasn’t, his mind wanted to protest, but even so, he found himself nodding compliantly.  “Y-yeah, i-it’s fair,” he whispered in a subdued voice.

“Good.”

With that, she turned pulled herself up again and started again. She ignored the loud pleas for mercy that he couldn’t contain, taking pleasure from the thrusts his hips couldn’t restrain, forcing him to watch as she reached completion again and again and allowing him nothing but the torn sheets above his head.  

Then, when she had taken what she wanted, she curled up beside him in bed and let sleep take her, as if she didn’t know that the hanyou beside her was on the very edge of exploding – somewhat literally.

His body wound tighter than a spring and the heat still pounding through him, Inuyasha couldn’t sleep a wink that night.  And yet, somehow it all passed like a hazy dream.  Come morning, he thanked the heavens that he had no classes.  Finally, after a night of agony, he felt himself start to relax, drifting off into a deep sleep.

Kagome slipped out of bed unnoticed, and began to get ready for the day.  When her routine was done, she slipped out without a backward glance at the sleeping hanyou.  This time, she knew he would listen.

Author’s Note:

I’m soooo sorry this took so long!  At first it was just school and life getting in the way.  Then, when I finally got some time, my interest was elsewhere, and I just couldn’t find the motivation to work on this story, which is strange in and of itself because I usually can’t tear myself away from writing some good ol’ porniness :/.  Anyway, I finally got some inspiration to write, so it’s finally up (though I didn’t get to include a lot of the stuff I wanted because I just wanted to update this asap, so it ended on a slightly different note than intended).   Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy.  

All that being said, I should let you guys know that this story’s updates will be irregular and were always meant to be so.  I know that’s kind of true of my writing in general (sorry for leaving you hanging for over a year btw lol), but this isn’t really a story with a defined plot other than a few miscellaneous plot bunnies I’ve got tied up in my head.  However, I do intend to eventually finish this like I do with my other stories, I just don’t know how or when or in how many chapters!  If you guys have specific suggestions/pairings/ideas that you would like to see written, do leave a message and I’ll consider throwing it in there.  Won’t make any promises, but I’m pretty open-minded about everything!

Sidenote:For those of you that follow Craigslist, you may have read the note about my next story. For those of you who don't, I have put a poll and some additional info about voting for the next story I plan to write so check it out and vote if you feel so inclined! :)