InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ After Hours ( Chapter 3 )
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By: saphira404 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 637 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 637 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 3: After Hours
A/N: There is going to be a flash-forward in the story as our two fave journalists will get back to their everyday lives. We will see how things will develop from then on. This chapter will be shorter than last week’s. Oh and Lime alert.
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
“Talking”
'Thoughts'
“Sesshoumaru Tashio!” Kagura threw the door of his office opened angrily. He looked up from his computer screen to gaze at her, his unnerving smirk on his lips. She could not quite shake the feeling that he had been expecting her. The idea that he was able to anticipate her moves exasperated her beyond words.
“I take it you read the article.” He leaned back against his chair, not even breaking his smirk as the protesting piece of furniture made a creaking sound.
“Of course I did. The second Naraku approved the final draft, he sent it to me, and I read the article we supposedly co-wrote.” She snarled while clutching the printed form of the offending piece. “Where did you come up with this whole part on the procession?”
“Well what did you expect?” His smirk grew. “This Sesshoumaru couldn’t very well write that we missed the traditional procession and most of the festival because we spent the best part of the weekend in our hotel room having se…” She suddenly cut him off by slamming the door of his office shut. For good measures she even double checked that his blinds were shut completely, and that no one walking by could see anything from the glass windows.
“Shut the hell up! What if someone had heard you?!” He chuckled slightly at seeing how flustered she looked. He just loved getting under her skin.
“Considering that it is past nine o’clock in the evening, I am fairly certain we are the only ones still here. Not every employee at Shikon Magazine is as dedicated as we are.”
Kagura knew that he was probably right. After all while she had walked over from her office to his, she had not failed to notice that the headquarters of Shikon Magazine seemed completely empty.
‘Well it is pretty late at night, and we have just finished next month’s issue…’ She tried explaining the absence of employees at their worksite. ‘Still that doesn’t excuse him blurting out stupid things like that!’ She did her best to muster her anger as she did not want to appear weak in Sesshoumaru’s presence again. ‘Engaging in an extended one night stand with that damn demon was bad enough; I will not let him affect me at work.’
“Some journalistic ethic you have! For obvious reasons…” She could not prevent a blush and a small self satisfied smile to dance on her lips as she thought back to what had occurred during their trip. She however forced herself to focus back on the issue at hand, and wiped the smile off her lips. “We never made it to the procession part of the festival, so that whole section you added was pure fiction.”
‘Ah wouldn’t you just love to bring down my work…’ He chuckled to himself.
“Shikon Magazine is going to be mime one day, and I don’t intend for my magazine to become a rag of lies like some tabloid. We are a reputable publication which only reports on the truth.”
He decided not to point out to her that Naraku had yet to agree to hand his magazine to her as the last thing he wanted was for Kagura to be hurt on top of being angry.
“Contrary to what you might be implying, I would never dare print something I do not stand by. We may not have attended the procession and the lightning of the lanterns, but I had a former co-worker, and good friend who did. He gave me a summary of what happened, and gave me some of his notes.” He had had to cash in on one debt, but it had been worth it. He would do anything to put out quality work; nothing was more important than his work to him. ‘Although I let that infuriating witch distract me from work that weekend.’ His mind drifted briefly to their lustful encounters, and before he knew it, his amber eyes had lowered to look at Kagura’s delectable breasts. Once he caught himself staring, he forced himself to raise his eyes to look back at his coworker’s crimson eyes once again; he knew she would kill him if she caught him staring dumbly at her breasts.
“So you relied on someone not working at Shikon for information?!” It was the first time Sesshoumaru had ever spoken to her about his former place of employment, but for fear of sounding too interested she restrained herself from asking more. However as much as she tried squashing it down, she could not help but wonder if the person who helped him was a man or a woman. And if it was a woman, she wondered what the extent of their relationship really was.
Sesshoumaru stood up from behind his desk, and walked around it to stand in front of his lover.
“If you had read the name of the contributors to the article, in addition to yours and mine, you would have noticed Tohru’s name. Besides I figured you would have preferred I relied on a friend rather than printing that we were too busy having sex to actually attend the ceremony.” He flashed her a little grin when she glared at him. “Also, I thought you knew me well enough to know that I would not dare make up lies.”
“I know!” She ran a soothing palm over her tired eyes. Ever since they had come back from their weekend trip, she and Sesshoumaru had worked relentlessly to make sure the monthly issue of the magazine was done and over. The absence of Kouga and Ayame, who were enjoying their honeymoon, had given everyone else at the magazine an additional amount of work to make up for them not contributing to the next month’s issue. No one more than the two editors had felt the additional stress, as being the prideful people that they were, Sesshoumaru and Kagura had insisted to do much of the work themselves. They had just sent the final draft to the printers, and were finally free to have some much deserved rest and relaxation.
It was because they had been so busy that they had failed to talk about their weekend of passion. Another more important reason was that the both of them were a little nervous about how, now that they were back in their familiar world, their relationship would evolve; although Sesshoumaru was more apt to mask his apprehension. Little did Kagura know that the reason he was teasing her so mercilessly was that he himself was unsure on how to best handle the situation. He wanted to carry on their liaison, but was not sure his coworker would be opened to such a suggestion.
“You might be a jerk, and a pain in the ass, but I know you’re not a liar.” She readily admitted.
“Glad to know you hold me in such high esteem.” He snorted. He was glad to see that despite their steamy weekend, they were still able to banter as they usually did. Their ongoing verbal battles were something he had always enjoyed, and something that had made work much more enjoyable to him. ‘It is refreshing to be able to speak with someone in such a manner; most people are too intimidated to dare speak to this Sesshoumaru this freely.’
“Why are you smiling like that?” She asked him causing the light upturning of his lips to disappear immediately behind a frown. He had not even realized he had been smiling, which was a shocker to him.
“No reason in particular. This Sesshoumaru was not even smiling to begin with.” He retorted. Even as he spoke he was finding it hard to suppress his amusement. Even during the most heated of their arguments, he had always found the young woman amusing. Of course his little smirks were enough to increase her anger tremendously. However now more than amusement, it was another emotion he was wrestling with: desire. Ever since he had had a taste of Kagura, he could not wait to have another. Being busy with closing the next issue of their magazine had provided him with the perfect excuse to focus away from his growing feelings towards the younger woman. However now that there was nothing else to occupy his mind, he could think of nothing else but Kagura: how she had felt against his skin, how her lips had tasted, and more damning how making love to her had been a glorious experience.
“Nuh-uh. I know what I saw. Why were you laughing at me?” Even though she tried as she could, Kagura could not make herself be angry.
‘Whoever said that sex complicates everything was definitely right.’ She thought to herself as she felt very exasperated. She had tried to make fun of Sesshoumaru, to annoy him and even to insult him when she had questioned his professional ethics when she knew very well that he was as dedicated to his job as she was. Despite all her efforts she could not find it within her to get mad at Sesshoumaru. Her attempts to unnerve him were sounding like cheap shots to even herself.
“As if I would dare. Now, unless you have something else you want to yell at me for, please feel free to leave. I myself am about to go home.”
She could not quite tell why, but the fact that Sesshoumaru was so easily dismissing her annoyed the hell out of her. It made her feel undesirable if not worthless, the latter being an emotion she had had to carry around for years thanks to her dear father then later on Kouga.
“Fine, whatever. I’m obviously not stopping you. If you want to leave, go right ahead!” As soon as she shouted the words, she was annoyed with herself for losing her temper in such a way. ‘I knew I would eventually regret sleeping with him. Sex made me feel all these unwanted feelings. I will not let him turn me into an overemotional jealous woman.’ Since she did not want to show outwardly how affected she was by the older man, she reverted to a nervous gesture she had developed during her childhood. Kagura reached to the side of her face for a lock of hair, and started playing with it.
He did not know if she realized it, but the way she suddenly started twirling a dark strand of hair around one of her fingers was very attractive. It was a wisp of hair that had managed to evade her carefully crafted bun. It was then that he realized that as long as he had known her, she had pinned her hair in an unattractive bun. He also remembered that during their weekend, she had not once unbound her hair. It might not have been in a tight bun, but it was at least in a ponytail. And suddenly there was nothing he wanted more than to mess up her hair do. He could not help but wonder how it would feel like to run his fingers through her dark hair.
‘Why would I not take what was so freely offered already?’ He reasoned to himself. Since Kagura and he had slept together repeatedly, he figured nothing could prevent it from happening again.
While Sesshoumaru was wondering how to get his co-worker back in his bed, Kagura was wondering why he was staring at her so intently. His deep golden eyes were staring right into her crimson ones, causing shivers of excitement to run down her spine.
“Sesshoum…” She started, but never got to finish her question as she abruptly found herself encircled in Sesshoumaru’s strong arms. He bent his head down to kiss her, and to his relief, she did not push him away. Their lips crashed together several times, and it did not take long for their tongues to join the fray. Unable to resist his earlier little fantasy, Sesshoumaru reached his hands up, and tucked his finger under the hair tie adorning his lover’s hair. After giving a firm tug, he unleashed her hair. To his pleasure the dark mass was made of nice and soft waves.
Kagura broke their fourth of fifth kiss, she couldn’t tell as she had lost count, preferring to glare up in Sesshoumaru’s light eyes.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” If there was one thing Kagura hated, it was her hair. Unlike her mother’s long dark smooth strands or her sister’s whose beautiful white mane was straight and silky, eerily reminding Kagura of Sesshoumaru’s hair, hers favored her biological father’s hair. Just like Naraku’s it was curly and twisted, resembling snarling snakes. Her hatred of her hair was the reason she kept it tied, and out of her sight.
“Silence.” He instructed her as he leaned forward again, and seized her lips. Had it not required for him to break their lip lock, he would have chuckled aloud at seeing how easily he had been able to calm her down with a simple kiss. Having distracted her with his kiss, he was then free to caress her soft hair; the length of which surprised him.
Soon they were entwined in a deep kiss. Kagura was so enthralled that she stopped caring about her much hated hair. However Sesshoumaru was not satisfied with a simple kiss, and decided to go for more. He reached with his hand to cup one of her breast through the material of her shirt, and rejoiced when instead of a protest, he earned a keen moan. Emboldened by her response, he did not hesitate to go up and undo the first two buttons of her white work shirt. He grinned against her lips when he felt the warm swell of her breast under his fingers. He could have done without her bra, which was in the way, but he knew he would get it off in just a little bit. Not even hesitating for a second, he slipped two fingers inside the protective lacy red cup, and gently squeezed her nipple. His action caused her to jolt slightly and flush in pleasure and surprise.
The young man then trailed his hands down to reach for her backside then pushed her hips towards his. Wanting to be a willing participant, Kagura responded by gently grinding her body against his; her teasing lead to him producing a small growling noise in the back of his throat which she loved. He kissed away her little satisfied smile.
“You want to do it here?” Kagura asked breathlessly. He did not even respond, instead preferring to kiss her red lips. She once again broke their contact to send him a mischievous smile.
“Stop interrupting.” He growled before taking her lips again, pouring his growing frustration into the kiss. He was tired of Kagura breaking off their kisses and was eager to get them back on track to what he had planned for the rest of their evening, which mainly consisted of Kagura lying under him with her legs thrown around his waist.
“Sesshoumaru are you...” The office door of the male co-editor of Shikon Magazine was thrown opened by none other than their boss Naraku. “It seems you have some company.” The older man remarked dryly. He had decided to stop by his magazine to escape his girlfriend’s annoying incessant nagging. Once he had noticed that there was light coming from under the door of Sesshoumaru’s office, he had decided to go investigate.
Kagura was glad for her quick reflexes. The second she had heard a ‘click’ coming from the door, she had jumped away from Sesshoumaru. No matter how much she had enjoyed their kiss and his fondling, she would never allow for anyone working at Shikon Magazine to know about her relationship with Sesshoumaru. She had worked her away to the highly respected position of co-editor in chief, and would do anything not to lose the admiration and respect of not only the people working under her, but more importantly her father.
Even if she told herself not to react to the piercing glare Naraku was giving her, she could not help but squirm. It was bad enough to have almost been caught making out with Sesshoumaru at their workplace, but to have Naraku, their boss and her father, be the one to catch them was simply unbearable.
“Why are you looking so flushed?” Naraku’s question caused Kagura to get out of her thoughts. He turned the full force of his crimson gaze on her daughter, hoping to intimidate an answer out of her; little did he know that his famous stare had never worked on her.
“Because that asshole you decided to give my job to is getting on my nerves.” She snapped even as she did her best to calm her breathing and hope her father would not notice that other than the blush present on her cheeks, the first buttons of her shirt were undone, and her lipstick smeared. She furiously took a hold of her hair, and tried to tame it and tie it back. She mentally cursed the fact that Sesshoumaru had not returned her hair clasp to her.
Naraku was mollified by Kagura’s answer as it did not differ from the usual arguing his two co-editors usually engaged in.
“It seems it was too much to hope your little trip would have improved your relationship.” He shrugged. When he had first brought Sesshoumaru in the hopes of helping his magazine become edgier, he had expected Kagura to warm up to the newest addition to their staff. Since this had not happened, he had decided to simply do as he had done for most of Kagura’s life: not pay attention to her. Whether Sesshoumaru and Kagura got along or not did not matter to him as long as they continued to help him run his magazine and increase its circulation number.
“You two better go home and rest. We will have a brainstorming session early tomorrow. We need to start thinking about next month’s issue.” With these parting words Naraku exited the room, not bothering to give his disheveled daughter or his other employee any kind of parting greeting.
The young woman waited for a little bit before daring to speak, let alone take a breath. “How mortifying!” She lamented and quickly buttoned up her shirt. There was nothing she could do about her hair or makeup until she encountered a mirror, but she could at least do some damage control.
“Well you heard you father, time to go home.” Sesshoumaru said dryly. Never had he been more irritated at seeing Naraku. He usually evaded the older man as much as possible as his employer reminded him of a crawling spider who lacked guts and vision. The ridiculously high amount of money he was paid as a salary had been the only reason he had agreed to work at Shikon Magazine for starters. ‘A sexual relationship with Kagura could turn out to be an additional reason to stay on board…’
“You’re just going to go…” The young woman could not prevent a frown of dismay from appearing on her face. ‘That bastard! After that kiss… or rather kisses, he’s going to up and leave?!’
“Why not? Did you have something else in mind?” Sesshoumaru asked feigning innocence. As much as Kagura hated his little cocky grin, she could not deny that she wanted him, badly. All she could hope for was that he wanted her as much as she was burning for him. Ever since they had come back from their trip, she had wanted to make love with him again, and the few kisses and caresses they had shared before Naraku’s interruption had not satiated her. In fact they had only heightened her desire.
Having Naraku almost find out about the unexpected change in their relationship had scared her, and she could not help but wonder about what would happen if someone found out about their affair. Despite her worry, the young woman could not ignore the warm butterflies still fluttering inside her as a result of Sesshoumaru’s previous kisses and caresses. ‘To hell with the consequences! We’ll find a way to make things work. We’re both adults, and we can keep a secret. No one has to find out about us.’ She took a deep breath, and decided to follow what she wanted.
“So your place or mine?” She sent him a dazzling seductive smile.
Sesshoumaru sent her a bone weakening smile before answering. “Lead the way.”
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry no lemon in this. I hope you enjoyed this part though. Sesshoumaru and Kagura are growing closer after their ‘weekend encounter’. Naraku may not be a monster in this story, but he doesn’t have the best relationship with his daughter. The next part will be named The Lead, which will delve more into relationships.
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A/N: There is going to be a flash-forward in the story as our two fave journalists will get back to their everyday lives. We will see how things will develop from then on. This chapter will be shorter than last week’s. Oh and Lime alert.
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
“Talking”
'Thoughts'
“Sesshoumaru Tashio!” Kagura threw the door of his office opened angrily. He looked up from his computer screen to gaze at her, his unnerving smirk on his lips. She could not quite shake the feeling that he had been expecting her. The idea that he was able to anticipate her moves exasperated her beyond words.
“I take it you read the article.” He leaned back against his chair, not even breaking his smirk as the protesting piece of furniture made a creaking sound.
“Of course I did. The second Naraku approved the final draft, he sent it to me, and I read the article we supposedly co-wrote.” She snarled while clutching the printed form of the offending piece. “Where did you come up with this whole part on the procession?”
“Well what did you expect?” His smirk grew. “This Sesshoumaru couldn’t very well write that we missed the traditional procession and most of the festival because we spent the best part of the weekend in our hotel room having se…” She suddenly cut him off by slamming the door of his office shut. For good measures she even double checked that his blinds were shut completely, and that no one walking by could see anything from the glass windows.
“Shut the hell up! What if someone had heard you?!” He chuckled slightly at seeing how flustered she looked. He just loved getting under her skin.
“Considering that it is past nine o’clock in the evening, I am fairly certain we are the only ones still here. Not every employee at Shikon Magazine is as dedicated as we are.”
Kagura knew that he was probably right. After all while she had walked over from her office to his, she had not failed to notice that the headquarters of Shikon Magazine seemed completely empty.
‘Well it is pretty late at night, and we have just finished next month’s issue…’ She tried explaining the absence of employees at their worksite. ‘Still that doesn’t excuse him blurting out stupid things like that!’ She did her best to muster her anger as she did not want to appear weak in Sesshoumaru’s presence again. ‘Engaging in an extended one night stand with that damn demon was bad enough; I will not let him affect me at work.’
“Some journalistic ethic you have! For obvious reasons…” She could not prevent a blush and a small self satisfied smile to dance on her lips as she thought back to what had occurred during their trip. She however forced herself to focus back on the issue at hand, and wiped the smile off her lips. “We never made it to the procession part of the festival, so that whole section you added was pure fiction.”
‘Ah wouldn’t you just love to bring down my work…’ He chuckled to himself.
“Shikon Magazine is going to be mime one day, and I don’t intend for my magazine to become a rag of lies like some tabloid. We are a reputable publication which only reports on the truth.”
He decided not to point out to her that Naraku had yet to agree to hand his magazine to her as the last thing he wanted was for Kagura to be hurt on top of being angry.
“Contrary to what you might be implying, I would never dare print something I do not stand by. We may not have attended the procession and the lightning of the lanterns, but I had a former co-worker, and good friend who did. He gave me a summary of what happened, and gave me some of his notes.” He had had to cash in on one debt, but it had been worth it. He would do anything to put out quality work; nothing was more important than his work to him. ‘Although I let that infuriating witch distract me from work that weekend.’ His mind drifted briefly to their lustful encounters, and before he knew it, his amber eyes had lowered to look at Kagura’s delectable breasts. Once he caught himself staring, he forced himself to raise his eyes to look back at his coworker’s crimson eyes once again; he knew she would kill him if she caught him staring dumbly at her breasts.
“So you relied on someone not working at Shikon for information?!” It was the first time Sesshoumaru had ever spoken to her about his former place of employment, but for fear of sounding too interested she restrained herself from asking more. However as much as she tried squashing it down, she could not help but wonder if the person who helped him was a man or a woman. And if it was a woman, she wondered what the extent of their relationship really was.
Sesshoumaru stood up from behind his desk, and walked around it to stand in front of his lover.
“If you had read the name of the contributors to the article, in addition to yours and mine, you would have noticed Tohru’s name. Besides I figured you would have preferred I relied on a friend rather than printing that we were too busy having sex to actually attend the ceremony.” He flashed her a little grin when she glared at him. “Also, I thought you knew me well enough to know that I would not dare make up lies.”
“I know!” She ran a soothing palm over her tired eyes. Ever since they had come back from their weekend trip, she and Sesshoumaru had worked relentlessly to make sure the monthly issue of the magazine was done and over. The absence of Kouga and Ayame, who were enjoying their honeymoon, had given everyone else at the magazine an additional amount of work to make up for them not contributing to the next month’s issue. No one more than the two editors had felt the additional stress, as being the prideful people that they were, Sesshoumaru and Kagura had insisted to do much of the work themselves. They had just sent the final draft to the printers, and were finally free to have some much deserved rest and relaxation.
It was because they had been so busy that they had failed to talk about their weekend of passion. Another more important reason was that the both of them were a little nervous about how, now that they were back in their familiar world, their relationship would evolve; although Sesshoumaru was more apt to mask his apprehension. Little did Kagura know that the reason he was teasing her so mercilessly was that he himself was unsure on how to best handle the situation. He wanted to carry on their liaison, but was not sure his coworker would be opened to such a suggestion.
“You might be a jerk, and a pain in the ass, but I know you’re not a liar.” She readily admitted.
“Glad to know you hold me in such high esteem.” He snorted. He was glad to see that despite their steamy weekend, they were still able to banter as they usually did. Their ongoing verbal battles were something he had always enjoyed, and something that had made work much more enjoyable to him. ‘It is refreshing to be able to speak with someone in such a manner; most people are too intimidated to dare speak to this Sesshoumaru this freely.’
“Why are you smiling like that?” She asked him causing the light upturning of his lips to disappear immediately behind a frown. He had not even realized he had been smiling, which was a shocker to him.
“No reason in particular. This Sesshoumaru was not even smiling to begin with.” He retorted. Even as he spoke he was finding it hard to suppress his amusement. Even during the most heated of their arguments, he had always found the young woman amusing. Of course his little smirks were enough to increase her anger tremendously. However now more than amusement, it was another emotion he was wrestling with: desire. Ever since he had had a taste of Kagura, he could not wait to have another. Being busy with closing the next issue of their magazine had provided him with the perfect excuse to focus away from his growing feelings towards the younger woman. However now that there was nothing else to occupy his mind, he could think of nothing else but Kagura: how she had felt against his skin, how her lips had tasted, and more damning how making love to her had been a glorious experience.
“Nuh-uh. I know what I saw. Why were you laughing at me?” Even though she tried as she could, Kagura could not make herself be angry.
‘Whoever said that sex complicates everything was definitely right.’ She thought to herself as she felt very exasperated. She had tried to make fun of Sesshoumaru, to annoy him and even to insult him when she had questioned his professional ethics when she knew very well that he was as dedicated to his job as she was. Despite all her efforts she could not find it within her to get mad at Sesshoumaru. Her attempts to unnerve him were sounding like cheap shots to even herself.
“As if I would dare. Now, unless you have something else you want to yell at me for, please feel free to leave. I myself am about to go home.”
She could not quite tell why, but the fact that Sesshoumaru was so easily dismissing her annoyed the hell out of her. It made her feel undesirable if not worthless, the latter being an emotion she had had to carry around for years thanks to her dear father then later on Kouga.
“Fine, whatever. I’m obviously not stopping you. If you want to leave, go right ahead!” As soon as she shouted the words, she was annoyed with herself for losing her temper in such a way. ‘I knew I would eventually regret sleeping with him. Sex made me feel all these unwanted feelings. I will not let him turn me into an overemotional jealous woman.’ Since she did not want to show outwardly how affected she was by the older man, she reverted to a nervous gesture she had developed during her childhood. Kagura reached to the side of her face for a lock of hair, and started playing with it.
He did not know if she realized it, but the way she suddenly started twirling a dark strand of hair around one of her fingers was very attractive. It was a wisp of hair that had managed to evade her carefully crafted bun. It was then that he realized that as long as he had known her, she had pinned her hair in an unattractive bun. He also remembered that during their weekend, she had not once unbound her hair. It might not have been in a tight bun, but it was at least in a ponytail. And suddenly there was nothing he wanted more than to mess up her hair do. He could not help but wonder how it would feel like to run his fingers through her dark hair.
‘Why would I not take what was so freely offered already?’ He reasoned to himself. Since Kagura and he had slept together repeatedly, he figured nothing could prevent it from happening again.
While Sesshoumaru was wondering how to get his co-worker back in his bed, Kagura was wondering why he was staring at her so intently. His deep golden eyes were staring right into her crimson ones, causing shivers of excitement to run down her spine.
“Sesshoum…” She started, but never got to finish her question as she abruptly found herself encircled in Sesshoumaru’s strong arms. He bent his head down to kiss her, and to his relief, she did not push him away. Their lips crashed together several times, and it did not take long for their tongues to join the fray. Unable to resist his earlier little fantasy, Sesshoumaru reached his hands up, and tucked his finger under the hair tie adorning his lover’s hair. After giving a firm tug, he unleashed her hair. To his pleasure the dark mass was made of nice and soft waves.
Kagura broke their fourth of fifth kiss, she couldn’t tell as she had lost count, preferring to glare up in Sesshoumaru’s light eyes.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” If there was one thing Kagura hated, it was her hair. Unlike her mother’s long dark smooth strands or her sister’s whose beautiful white mane was straight and silky, eerily reminding Kagura of Sesshoumaru’s hair, hers favored her biological father’s hair. Just like Naraku’s it was curly and twisted, resembling snarling snakes. Her hatred of her hair was the reason she kept it tied, and out of her sight.
“Silence.” He instructed her as he leaned forward again, and seized her lips. Had it not required for him to break their lip lock, he would have chuckled aloud at seeing how easily he had been able to calm her down with a simple kiss. Having distracted her with his kiss, he was then free to caress her soft hair; the length of which surprised him.
Soon they were entwined in a deep kiss. Kagura was so enthralled that she stopped caring about her much hated hair. However Sesshoumaru was not satisfied with a simple kiss, and decided to go for more. He reached with his hand to cup one of her breast through the material of her shirt, and rejoiced when instead of a protest, he earned a keen moan. Emboldened by her response, he did not hesitate to go up and undo the first two buttons of her white work shirt. He grinned against her lips when he felt the warm swell of her breast under his fingers. He could have done without her bra, which was in the way, but he knew he would get it off in just a little bit. Not even hesitating for a second, he slipped two fingers inside the protective lacy red cup, and gently squeezed her nipple. His action caused her to jolt slightly and flush in pleasure and surprise.
The young man then trailed his hands down to reach for her backside then pushed her hips towards his. Wanting to be a willing participant, Kagura responded by gently grinding her body against his; her teasing lead to him producing a small growling noise in the back of his throat which she loved. He kissed away her little satisfied smile.
“You want to do it here?” Kagura asked breathlessly. He did not even respond, instead preferring to kiss her red lips. She once again broke their contact to send him a mischievous smile.
“Stop interrupting.” He growled before taking her lips again, pouring his growing frustration into the kiss. He was tired of Kagura breaking off their kisses and was eager to get them back on track to what he had planned for the rest of their evening, which mainly consisted of Kagura lying under him with her legs thrown around his waist.
“Sesshoumaru are you...” The office door of the male co-editor of Shikon Magazine was thrown opened by none other than their boss Naraku. “It seems you have some company.” The older man remarked dryly. He had decided to stop by his magazine to escape his girlfriend’s annoying incessant nagging. Once he had noticed that there was light coming from under the door of Sesshoumaru’s office, he had decided to go investigate.
Kagura was glad for her quick reflexes. The second she had heard a ‘click’ coming from the door, she had jumped away from Sesshoumaru. No matter how much she had enjoyed their kiss and his fondling, she would never allow for anyone working at Shikon Magazine to know about her relationship with Sesshoumaru. She had worked her away to the highly respected position of co-editor in chief, and would do anything not to lose the admiration and respect of not only the people working under her, but more importantly her father.
Even if she told herself not to react to the piercing glare Naraku was giving her, she could not help but squirm. It was bad enough to have almost been caught making out with Sesshoumaru at their workplace, but to have Naraku, their boss and her father, be the one to catch them was simply unbearable.
“Why are you looking so flushed?” Naraku’s question caused Kagura to get out of her thoughts. He turned the full force of his crimson gaze on her daughter, hoping to intimidate an answer out of her; little did he know that his famous stare had never worked on her.
“Because that asshole you decided to give my job to is getting on my nerves.” She snapped even as she did her best to calm her breathing and hope her father would not notice that other than the blush present on her cheeks, the first buttons of her shirt were undone, and her lipstick smeared. She furiously took a hold of her hair, and tried to tame it and tie it back. She mentally cursed the fact that Sesshoumaru had not returned her hair clasp to her.
Naraku was mollified by Kagura’s answer as it did not differ from the usual arguing his two co-editors usually engaged in.
“It seems it was too much to hope your little trip would have improved your relationship.” He shrugged. When he had first brought Sesshoumaru in the hopes of helping his magazine become edgier, he had expected Kagura to warm up to the newest addition to their staff. Since this had not happened, he had decided to simply do as he had done for most of Kagura’s life: not pay attention to her. Whether Sesshoumaru and Kagura got along or not did not matter to him as long as they continued to help him run his magazine and increase its circulation number.
“You two better go home and rest. We will have a brainstorming session early tomorrow. We need to start thinking about next month’s issue.” With these parting words Naraku exited the room, not bothering to give his disheveled daughter or his other employee any kind of parting greeting.
The young woman waited for a little bit before daring to speak, let alone take a breath. “How mortifying!” She lamented and quickly buttoned up her shirt. There was nothing she could do about her hair or makeup until she encountered a mirror, but she could at least do some damage control.
“Well you heard you father, time to go home.” Sesshoumaru said dryly. Never had he been more irritated at seeing Naraku. He usually evaded the older man as much as possible as his employer reminded him of a crawling spider who lacked guts and vision. The ridiculously high amount of money he was paid as a salary had been the only reason he had agreed to work at Shikon Magazine for starters. ‘A sexual relationship with Kagura could turn out to be an additional reason to stay on board…’
“You’re just going to go…” The young woman could not prevent a frown of dismay from appearing on her face. ‘That bastard! After that kiss… or rather kisses, he’s going to up and leave?!’
“Why not? Did you have something else in mind?” Sesshoumaru asked feigning innocence. As much as Kagura hated his little cocky grin, she could not deny that she wanted him, badly. All she could hope for was that he wanted her as much as she was burning for him. Ever since they had come back from their trip, she had wanted to make love with him again, and the few kisses and caresses they had shared before Naraku’s interruption had not satiated her. In fact they had only heightened her desire.
Having Naraku almost find out about the unexpected change in their relationship had scared her, and she could not help but wonder about what would happen if someone found out about their affair. Despite her worry, the young woman could not ignore the warm butterflies still fluttering inside her as a result of Sesshoumaru’s previous kisses and caresses. ‘To hell with the consequences! We’ll find a way to make things work. We’re both adults, and we can keep a secret. No one has to find out about us.’ She took a deep breath, and decided to follow what she wanted.
“So your place or mine?” She sent him a dazzling seductive smile.
Sesshoumaru sent her a bone weakening smile before answering. “Lead the way.”
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry no lemon in this. I hope you enjoyed this part though. Sesshoumaru and Kagura are growing closer after their ‘weekend encounter’. Naraku may not be a monster in this story, but he doesn’t have the best relationship with his daughter. The next part will be named The Lead, which will delve more into relationships.
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