InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ Critic Pages ( Chapter 5 )
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By: saphira404 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.05.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.5K | Visits: 474 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.05.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.5K | Visits: 474 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 5: Critic Pages
A/N: This one will be a long one too. Lemon Alert once again.
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'
Kagura tucked a messy strand of dark hair behind her ear. She sent Sesshoumaru a quick glare. The young man was seated across her, which was reason to trouble her enough. However his present actions were the reason why she was looking a bit flustered. He once more briefly allowed his amber eyes to look at her, and a flash of desire appeared in them.
‘How can that man look so snug even as his face is completely blank?!’ She once again tried to tame her hair, but to no avail. Sesshoumaru was of course the one to blame for the disheveled state of her usual bun. Before attending the staff meeting, he had decided to ‘visit’ her in her office to supposedly discuss the agenda of the meeting. They however had gotten carried away, and their pre-meeting had ended up in a vigorous make out session, which had resulted in Kagura looking flustered and having a messy hairdo. Of course Sesshoumaru on the other hand was looking as cool and put together as usual, which had annoyed the young woman immensely. To her exasperation she had not only given in way too easily to his kisses, but had also let him mess up her carefully crafted façade for the day. She had an important mission to fulfill at the meeting, and did not want to look unprofessional.
“If there’s anything else someone wants to bring up, do so now, or you guys better all get back to work.” Naraku’s eyes looked around the large conference table. Not many of his employees dared introduce new items during their meeting, but he still felt like it was still a legitimate question to ask.
“There is something I would like to discuss.” Kagura stood up, and took out from her purse the file she had been working on diligently for the past few weeks. She noticed the way her lover arched a thin eyebrow in question; she had not told him about her private project because she did not want to hear from him that it could be a bad idea; she would not be able to bear it if he made fun of her.
Her keen ears did not miss the groan which erupted around the table either; none of the Shikon Magazine staff members particularly enjoyed the meetings… Naraku did have a tendency to ramble on and on, and in order to make up for the lost time he usually ‘asked’ or rather forced everyone to put in some unpaid overtime. Therefore if Kagura added time to the meeting, everyone would be getting home even later, and this was not a popular idea.
“Oh is that so? What is it you want now?” Naraku asked his daughter. He was sure that the young woman would be once again berating him about hiring Sesshoumaru, and he really did not want to deal with it. He was about to cut the discussion short, but the look of determination in her eyes deterred him.
“It is a well known fact that food and restaurants are becoming great topics of interest nowadays, and I believe Shikon should capitalize on this. This is why I propose we have a restaurant review section.”
Her announcement was met with complete silence; she decided not to be discouraged. This project was her baby, and she intended to see it come through.
“So Naraku, what do you think?” As much as the idea annoyed her, he was the sole master of the ship, and what he decided was.
“Hum, how do you propose we go about this? I do have a limited staff.” Kagura smiled upon hearing her father’s words. So far it seemed to her that he was being quite receptive to her proposition.
She slid on the table to her left a file containing the statistic sheets she had computed beforehand. Naraku with his quick reflexes caught it, and brought it up to his interested gaze.
“As you can see the project would not necessitate that much man power, nor would it take precious resources away from the magazine’s usual activities.” She could not repress a grin from appearing on her face when she noticed how interested her father and boss was at seeing the work she had put together.
“That’s all well and nice, but who’s going to take over this section? I have enough work on my plate dealing with the sports pages.” Kouga crossed his arms over his chest. As he spoke he did not dare look at his former girlfriend, preferring to look at Naraku instead. To this day the young blue eyed man still had a hard time facing the woman he had so carelessly treated years before. “I’m sure everyone does too.” The general rumble of assent gave strength to his words.
“As I said before we won’t need a lot of people to take care of this. I was thinking one or two people would be enough to try out restaurants. When it comes to the money for the meals, we could take some of the budget for special events. There are no festivals about to take place for a few months, so it wouldn’t be a big loss…” Kagura continued to expand on her idea. She briefly allowed herself to look at Sesshoumaru, and was surprised to see that he looked impressed by her carefully crafted plan. This in turn caused her to smile slightly, but she forced it away as she decided not to let him know her true feelings.
“Yes yes, I agree.” Naraku said, finally allowing his gaze to rest on Kagura.
“That doesn’t answer my question. Who’s going to take care of it? We all are up to our necks with our respective sections.” Kouga insisted. He ignored the way Ayame was biting her lip in nervousness. She hated confrontations, and the guilt of having stolen Kouga away from Kagura made it especially hard for her to support Kouga in his goal to oppose the older woman. However she loved her Kouga, and would always stand by his side no matter what.
Almost everyone murmured in assent, except three people: Naraku, Kagura and Sesshoumaru. Kouga was surprised when he became recipient to one of Sesshoumaru’s fierce and famous glares. The two men had never had any reason not to get along although as of late Kouga had noticed that the Shikon Magazine co-editor was behaving even colder towards him. Not that Sesshoumaru was renowned to be a warm person.
“Hum I’ll just assign it to Sesshoumaru; he’ll be good at this kind of thing.” Naraku announced before closing shut the file Kagura had put together carefully.
The young woman felt her heart clench. This project was her brain child, and yet once again Naraku was going to give away to Sesshoumaru something that she considered should have been hers.
“Naraku…” Sesshoumaru started to protest. Now that he had more insight into Kagura’s difficult relationship with her father, and that he had become very close to the young woman, there was no way he was going to let the other man take away Kagura’s project and say nothing.
“No need to thank me, I am sure you will do a great job. End of the meeting, all of you go back to work now.” With these last words, Naraku left the conference room, all the other employees following faithfully behind him. Only a stunned Kagura and a contrite Sesshoumaru stayed behind.
He waited until everyone had left, then rounded the table to join his lover.
“I will speak to him. Naraku will see reason eventually.” He quickly spoke, hoping to reassure her. For a long time she did not respond, and kept her eyes fixed on the file she had painstakingly put together. Her father had left it at his seat at the end of the table. He had not even bothered reading though all the material she had provided.
Kagura could feel tears gathering in her eyes, but she decided not to give in.
‘Crying won’t change anything. It won’t make Naraku realize that I’m just as good as Sesshoumaru.’ She thought pushing away her tears of frustration.
“Don’t. If you oppose him, he will only decide to shut down the project. I truly believe that this idea could give the magazine an edge, so I’d rather do anything to make sure it happens, even if it means you have to be at the head of it. Just make sure you do a good job.” She bravely faked a smile, and walked out of the room, heading for her office.
Even if he did not say anything, Sesshoumaru had seen right through her. He could easily tell she felt miserable, a lifetime away from the woman he had so amorously kissed only two short hours before. Seeing her so dejected tore at his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
‘I’ll find a way to make it right.’ He thought to himself. ‘I promise.’
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Kagura had been in a foul mood for the past week. Ever since Naraku had given her pet project to Sesshoumaru, she had been unable to shake off her negative feelings. She had even refused Sesshoumaru’s many invitations to visit him at his apartment. The day of the staff meeting had been the last time they had had an actual conversation that did not involve work. As much as Kagura kept telling herself she should get past her anger, and reconcile with Sesshoumaru, she could not do so. Naraku may have been at the root of her anger, but thinking about Sesshoumaru being the one to head her project caused her anger to grow.
Some employees had started a betting pool. They were convinced that the ‘food critic’ debacle had been the last straw for her, and that soon enough Kagura would throw in the towel and finally quit. Even though she was not about to leave her job, her attitude towards her fellow co-workers had turned bitter. Everyone at Shikon Magazine had done their best to stay out of her way for the past week. Sesshoumaru had of course been the only exception. He had tried on several occasions to talk to her, but Kagura had always found a reason to brush him off.
Exactly a week after the staff meeting, Kagura was walking from her office to one of the vending machines for a well deserved snack, when she heard a nerve grating giggling sound mixed it with several female voices. The noise she knew was coming from Touran’s office, a woman about her age who had been employed at Shikon two years after her. She too used to be a former intern.
While it was not uncommon for the female employees of Shikon Magazine to socialize, it was still not that usual for them to find something to laugh out loud; especially when Naraku was in the office.
Intrigued, Kagura stopped her progression, and leaned her head forward to hear better what they were talking about. The reason for her interest was that she had distinctively heard someone say her name, but what annoyed her the most was the fact that she was sure the voice belonged to no one else but Ayame. This above all else enraged her. She may not know why her name came up, but she was looking forward to finding out.
‘What the hell could they be talking about?’ She wondered. Her question was soon to be answered.
“Hum are you sure you know what you’re doing? I mean I don’t want you to be hurt…” Ayame said. She was once again biting her lower lip, her trademark nervous gesture.
“Of course. I’ve been waiting for Sesshoumaru to ask me out for a long time. I don’t know what took him so long, but at least he’s making up for it by taking me somewhere pretty nice.” Touran answered. Her happiness was shining in her voice.
“Where are you two having dinner tonight?” The intrigued red head asked. The broad grin that appeared on the other woman’s lips let her know it indeed must be somewhere nice.
“We have a reservation for eight tonight at La Bonne Table. You must have heard of this restaurant? It’s the new French place that opened downtown…”
Kagura did not bother listening in on the rest. She hurried back to the safety of her office. Once in, she rejoiced in the fact that she had reached her safe place without blowing up at Touran. She knew that if she had, the other young woman would have known something was up between Kagura and Sesshoumaru, and would have reported it to Naraku; and that would not do.
‘I have no idea how my dear old dad is going to react if he realizes I allowed that bastard of Sesshoumaru into my bed, but something tells me he would only use it as a strike against me… again.’
Once she was seated behind her trusted desk, she gave free reign to her anger.
‘The nerve of that fucking asshole of Sesshoumaru! Not only is he going out with another woman here at the office, but he also dares take her to La Bonne Table?!’ The reason why Kagura felt doubly betrayed was that the brand new French restaurant Touran had mentioned had been on the list of places she had mentioned in her proposal for the creation of a restaurant review section in their magazine. ‘Sesshoumaru obviously has no scruples taking over another one of my jobs!’
The young dark haired woman took a deep calming breath then picked up her favorite pen, and twirled it between her fingers. The simple action had always been a stress reliever for her, but this time around it was not enough to make her feel better.
‘Sesshoumaru may be one heck of a jerk, but I’m not going to give into my emotions.’
She knew that she should get back to work and forget all about Sesshoumaru. Naraku had asked to give him a report on ad sales, but she was so angry at Sesshoumaru’s betrayal that she could not focus. To her slight relief a distraction came into the form of a short knock on her office door.
“Come in!” She called pushing back some of the opened files and papers scattered on her desk.
Her eyes thinned when she saw Sesshoumaru pop his head inside her office. She barely restrained herself from throwing one of her office plants at his head.
‘Stay calm. Stay composed. Don’t let him know you’re upset!’ She thought to herself as she forced her lips to stretch in a small smile.
“Did you want something?” She hissed through clenched teeth. ‘Damn it! So much for staying calm…’ She cursed to herself.
He noticed that something was up with her, but decided not to comment on it. Instead he walked inside her office, and tightly shut the door behind him. It would not do if someone at Shikon Magazine was to overhear their conversation.
“I will have to push back my visit to your apartment to later on tonight.”
Her anger about finding out he was taking Touran out had caused her to forget about the arrangement they had agreed on the previous week before the meeting.
“You don’t need to bother about coming tonight... I have plans.” She lied blatantly. She knew she was acting in a petty manner, but could not help herself. She wanted to hurt him as much as she had been hurt. Not that she stopped to ponder why exactly she had been so hurt by finding out about his ‘betrayal’.
He simply arched an eyebrow in surprise, but did not comment.
‘Does he think I’m lying?... Well I am but that’s besides the point.’ She cleared her throat. “I’m meeting with a former college classmate. I haven’t seen him in a while, but he’s in town for a couple of days, and we decided to go have dinner and a drink. I’m looking forward to catching up with him.”
Despite all Kagura had just said, there was only one bit of information which had caught his attention, and before he realized it, he was choking out one word: “Him?”
She had to pinch herself not to chuckle at seeing his reaction.
“If that was all you wanted to tell me, do you mind letting me work in peace? I have to finish this report on ad sales by tonight, or Naraku will force me to work overtime, which is the last think I’d want. After all I wouldn’t want to have to push back my dinner date...”
Sesshoumaru’s golden eyes thinned as he felt his anger grow. Instead of thinking about his feelings, he smiled sweetly.
“I would not want to detain you from your date.” Without explaining himself he left her office, slamming the door behind him.
“What are you pissed about you jerk? I should be the one slamming doors.” She muttered under her breath. As much as she had wanted to hurt him, she was surprised to find that her lie had only hurt her even more.
She fished for her cell phone inside her nearby purse, and after looking through her contact list, pressed the ‘call’ button.
After a few rings, a deep male voice greeted her on the other line.
“Hey stranger! I know I cancelled, but how about dinner tonight?” She asked, hoping the man on the other line would not be able to make out her anger and sadness in her voice.
“As long as it’s your treat…” He grinned.
As much as she was angry with Sesshoumaru, Touran and Naraku, right now she could not help but chuckle heartily as the man’s jest.
“Fine, but don’t pick some fancy place. I’ll come pick you up at nine.”
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Kagura parked her car into her assigned spot in the parking lot of her apartment complex. She then picked her purse from the passenger seat, and headed towards the front gate. Before she could insert the key in the lock to let herself inside her building, a large hand took a hold of her arm.
She turned around, her fist raised as she had been taught in a college self-defense class, but never got the chance to punch whoever had grabbed her.
“Sesshoumaru?!” She lowered her hand. “What the hell are you doing here? You scared the hell out of me!”
“We need to talk.” He said simply. His grave tone led her to believe that whatever he wanted, he was not kidding around.
She thought about refusing his request, but when she noticed his scruffy state; her curiosity was tickled. The usually sharply dressed male journalist was wearing a wrinkled shirt, and had loosened his deep red tie so that it hung around his neck, giving him an even more disheveled look. She had never seen him look like this. Even after their long love making sessions, he always managed to look as impeccable and put together as usual.
She sighed even as she accepted his request. “Come on. We should talk inside my apartment; I wouldn’t want to give that nosy Mrs. Tanaka another reason to complain about me to the manager. She always whines about how I make too much noise, and prevent her stupid poodle from sleeping.” She babbled while she opened the gate then started walking towards her door. He had been in her apartment enough time to know where she lived, but she still led the way.
“Thank you for inviting me in.” He said on a clipped tone as he headed to the living room couch, and took a seat. He felt foolish about what he was going to do, but as much as he had tried to restrain himself, he had not been able to.
Since she did not know what Sesshoumaru wanted to tell her, she decided to make herself comfortable. She first slipped out of her uncomfortable high heeled black pumps then removed her coat. She had barely tossed the woolen material aside when she heard a little growl. She turned around and to her surprise saw Sesshoumaru glaring at her.
“What’s the matter with you?”
He did not answer her question, but did his best not to openly glare. The reason for his upset was the short very sexy skintight black dress she had unveiled when removing her coat. The garment was strapless and left not only her creamy shoulders and a large part of her cleavage bare, but was also short enough to put most of her legs into display.
“Did you wear this for him?” He took to his feet, and walked towards her.
She was unclear who he was referring to by ‘him,’ but instead she decided to make him hurt; after all she was still not over his betrayals.
“Hum he at least greatly appreciated it.” To emphasize her point, she arched her back, causing her breast to struggle against the black material of her cleavage, and her butt to stick out.
Instead of silently glaring, this time Sesshoumaru jumped to his feet. In two powerful strides he was in front of her. She rolled her shoulders back, and stood straight, ready for the upcoming confrontation.
Upon noticing the look of pure hunger in his gaze, she thought that he was going to kiss her, and to her own shock she realized that she was not going to stop him. However a kiss was the thing furthest from the young man’s mind.
“This is not what I have signed up for.” He told her bending slightly forward as he towered over her.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Her bright eyes darted to the side as she looked for a way out. Without her even realizing, Sesshoumaru had effectively managed to trap her. Her back was almost against one of her living room walls, and his imposing figure prevented her from stepping to her right or left.
“I was not made aware that our relationship entailed… sharing.”
‘By ‘sharing’ does he mean cheating?! The nerve of that jerk! He’s the one who went on a romantic dinner with Touran. Looks like he even dressed up for it.’ She fumed inside as her eyes took in his appearance. His clothes may look rumpled, but it did not change the fact that he had dressed nicely sometime earlier in the evening.
“What kind of woman do you take me for?! How many men do you think I’m sleeping with?!” ‘To think that he managed to convince me to get on the pill so we wouldn’t have to use condoms anymore... If he’s been sleeping around on me with dirty sluts like Touran or Yura, and gave me some nasty STD, I will kill him with my bare hands!’
“I’m the one who should be mad!” He sent her a questioning look, and she wasted no time telling him what had been on her mind the whole day. “I’ve heard all about your little date with Touran tonight. Oh yes she was so excited she just had to tell everyone at the office.”
Sesshoumaru opened his mouth to issue a retort, but Kagura stopped him by pressing two fingers to his unsuspecting lips. “I’m not done talking! Not only you let Naraku give you my project, but you also dare take that bitch out to dinner... I could have forgiven you for taking over my idea because I know Naraku was mostly to blame on this one, but you involving Touran…”
Sesshoumaru had heard enough. He gently slapped Kagura’s fingers away from his mouth before speaking. “Has it not occurred to you that I knew what I was doing? That I might have a plan?”
“A plan? What was it? Getting another employee in your bed? You must be so proud of having one more Shikon employee notch on your bedpost…” Speaking the words hurt the young woman more than she could have imagined. Whether she liked it or not as of late she had come to care about Sesshoumaru, and the idea of him being able to discard her so easily hurt her deeply.
“You know I am not that sort of man. Besides you are so much more than that to me.” He grudgingly admitted. ‘I have no idea where she exactly got that whole nonsense idea about me and Touran, but I intend to clear things up.’
“Do I?” She asked, then after taking a calming deep breathe added “What are you doing here anyways?!”
“I was going to explain things more in details after the fact, but as usual you managed to ruin my plan…” He sighed deeply.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“Kagura, stop talking for once, and listen!” She bristled at his harsh tone, but shrugged one shoulder, giving him the silent okay to keep explaining. “It is true that I was planning on using Touran in order for my plan to be fulfilled.”
Kagura let out an impatient sigh, and he sent her a fierce glare before his full explanation came out of his mouth.
“I did not much appreciate Naraku taking your project away from you, and putting me in charge; I simply intended to show him he had made a dreadful choice and should have you helm the restaurant critic section.” He took a brief pause trying to organize his thoughts in a clear enough way for him to make her understand the reasoning behind his actions. Even though his mind was still jumbled because of her accusations and his earlier discovery of his lover going to dinner with another man, he still managed to find a way to put his feelings in as little words as possible. After all speaking did not come easily to him.
“In order to dine at La Bonne Table one is requested to bring a dat… dinner partner.” He quickly corrected himself. The last thing he wanted was for Kagura to once again misunderstand his words. “This is why I had to enlist Touran’s help. Asking you along would have been adding insult to injury, and I am not a cruel man. My plan was to give Naraku a report written in my personal style; I am sure it was not going to be exactly what he had in mind when he gave me this assignment…”
Kagura had read enough of Sesshoumaru’s work to know that his personal style was much like the man; succinct, to the point, clinical and devoid of any emotions. In other words, totally unsuitable for a critic section. The fact that he was not willing to even make an effort to produce the kind of work their boss wanted spoke volumes to her: Sesshoumaru had not liked Naraku’s behavior, and intended to let him know.
“You would do that for me?” She felt tears pool inside her crimson eyes, and she hated it. There was nothing she hated more than appear weak in the eyes of people; especially her lover.
“I do not like being used. If Naraku wants to hurt you; he will know better from now on than to use me to do so.” He smiled briefly at her. He was a little taken aback by the strong emotions playing in her shimmering eyes, but chose not to comment on them. He could feel they were close to a truce, and the idea of jeopardizing it did not appeal to him.
“To make things short, you wanted to teach my dear old dad a lesson, and defend my honor, and you invited Touran to dinner because she was convenient… I can understand all this, but I still don’t get why you are here. If you’d followed your plan, shouldn’t you be writing an article tonight?”
She noticed his usually fierce golden eyes shift slightly to the side as if he dared not look at her.
“I never made it to dinner.” He finally admitted.
She was about to ask him why, when something occurred to her. An all too knowing grin spread on her lips. “Have you been waiting outside my building the whole evening?!” She did not know if she should be flattered or exasperated by his behavior.
Sesshoumaru briefly thought about lying, but decided against it. He had made choices, and it was time for him to face the consequences.
“In fact I have.” She gasped, shocked at his easy admission. She was about to say something, but he ignored her and kept speaking. “I had every intention of seeing the man who had taken you out to dinner.”
It was then that she remembered the slight lie she had told him when he had stopped by her office earlier in the day, and could not help but blush slightly. ‘Who would have thought that such a little thing could get him so worked up?! Jealous much?!’ She smirked to herself. She of course decided not to dwell on the feelings of jealousy that had assaulted her earlier when she had believed Sesshoumaru was also seeing Touran.
“I went to dinner with two of my college buddies. Kenta… and his wife Ayaka…” She admitted, and waited for the fireworks to blow up.
“Wife! “You lied to this Sesshoumaru?!” He growled. There was nothing he hated more than being made a fool of. He had spent his entire evening stupidly sitting in his car, waiting for Kagura to get home while she had been enjoying a dinner with friends of hers. He decided to focus on his anger instead of thinking about his other feelings; the ones that had made him prefer waiting for his lover instead of dinner with Touran. The same feelings that had made his heart throb when Kagura had told him earlier about her own dinner plans.
“Not exactly… You didn’t ask me who my dinner arrangements included in detail.” Even to her ears her words sounded weak. ‘Well I can’t come out and admit that I blatantly lied to him because I was mad after hearing about him going to dinner with Touran…’
Unfortunately, he saw right through her. A small chuckle escaped his throat when he noticed the slight embarrassed blush dust her cheeks.
“Something tells this Sesshoumaru that the only reason you told that lie was because you found out about me going to dinner with Touran. Did you per chance foolishly try to make me jealous?”
She could have denied it, or scoffed or even throw back in his face the fact that jealousy had probably been the driving force behind his own actions. However she simply grinned mischievously at him and asked “Did it work?”
Her answer came in the form of the hard bruising kiss he pressed to her lips.
“What are you…” He took advantage of her opening her mouth to insult him to slip his tongue inside her mouth. The thought of fighting him did not even cross her mind. She whole heartedly returned his kiss, and even raised her hands to bury her fingers in his hair; she was not about to let go any time soon.
Once they had to break away for much needed air, she shivered upon seeing the clear look of hunger in his golden eyes. Without speaking a word, he used his deft fingers to reach up for Kagura’s hairpin, and undid her tight bun, allowing her long dark tresses to fall around her bare shoulders.
After releasing her hair, Sesshoumaru gently pushed his lover towards the wall of her living room. Even though she was trapped in between his imposing body, and the hard white wall, she did not find any reason to complain nor did she want to move anywhere. The young woman raised her head, silently asking him to reclaim her swollen lips, and he did not fail to disappoint.
After tasting her lips, he moved on to her cheeks then her very sensitive throat. She threw her head back and moaned in appreciation. Not satisfied with a few kisses, he was eager to speed things up. Kagura had denied him for the past week, and he had missed her. Ever since they had started their affair, it was the longest stretch of time they had spent without making love.
While nibbling on her jewel adorned ear, he reached up with his long fingers to gently fondle her breasts. She moaned when he tweaked her left nipple through the dark fabric of her dress. He however felt frustrated very quickly as this was not enough; he wanted to feel her naked skin.
Without any hesitations, he reached behind her to lower the zipper of her dress. It quickly dropped to her feet, and she wasted no time kicking the black material away. He decided not to ponder on the fact that she had never worn the sexy little black garment for him before when he saw what she had on underneath, or rather what she did not have. He sent up a silent prayer when his golden gaze was met with only her creamy skin and a tiny pair of black underwear. Her naked breasts proved to be too strong an invitation for him to refuse, and soon he found his kisses going lower and lower.
“You are a bit overdressed.” She giggled slightly when she felt him kiss the bare skin of her breast. Even as he lowered his lips to gently nibble on a stretch of her skin going from her throat to her left mound, she started undressing him. Unbuttoning Sesshoumaru’s shirt, and unbuckling his pants while his lips danced all over her skin proved to be quite a challenge, but she still managed to do so. After all she too had missed him tremendously, and could not wait to have their bodies joined once again.
She leaned backwards, pressing her back completely against the wall to admire her handiwork. Sesshoumaru took advantage of her creating space between them to divest his body of his opened shirt, and completely removing his pants and underwear off his legs. She thought he looked silly with only his crumpled red tie looped around his neck, and his long naked legs ending in navy socks and dark brown leather shoes. However the fact that he did not take the time to completely undress himself made her feel sexy and irresistible.
In a matter of seconds he had her rid of her underwear, and pressed flush in between the wall and his body. She did not resist, and even helped him along. When he looped his hand around her left thigh, she received the message, and raised her leg, looping it around his waist. Silently thanking her for her all too willing cooperation, he nestled himself between her opened legs, and quickly sheathed his length inside her womanhood.
Ever since Naraku had decided to put him in charge of what should have rightfully been Kagura’s food critic section, the young woman had not allowed her lover anywhere near her. It was therefore with much appreciation and a bit of trepidation that Sesshoumaru started moving inside her.
She sighed in pure pleasure when he was fully imbedded inside her. Her earlier anger, disappointment and all other negative feelings were pushed at bay. With her lips she once again searched for his own, and they exchanged a deep sweet kiss as he kept gently thrusting inside her. As much pleasure as she was feeling, she soon found her position of standing on one leg precarious, and as if sensing her discomfort, the amber eyed man grabbed her second leg with his hand, encouraging her to place it around his waist, which she eagerly did.
Sesshoumaru found the new angle most convenient as it permitted him to drive himself deeper inside his lover. It also left the usually strong and in control Kagura completely at his mercy, opened and vulnerable to his any whims. Not that the young woman was minding much; she was getting lost in her own pleasure. Kagura eagerly pushed back against him, both of them now working to reach their climax. They moaned in tandem when a particularly deep thrust touched a sweet spot inside her. Spurred by her enthusiasm, his thrusts quickly escalated to a frantic speed, and the sensation was too much for her. She suddenly arched her back, threw her head back against the wall, and cried out as she felt herself falling.
It had been too long in his opinion since the two of them had been intimate, and the pleasure he was feeling was too much for him. His control was quickly slipping, and he ached to reach bliss. When Kagura let out a small sound of contentment in the back of her throat, it was enough to set him off immediately. Sesshoumaru was relieved to see that she had found her release, and decided to give in as well. Just as he finished emptying himself inside his lover’s most welcoming body, he felt his knees buckling. His climax had been so strong that it had left him weak. Before he had time to use the wall against which Kagura was leaning as support, both he and the young woman, whose body was still tangled with his, tumbled towards the ground.
Sesshoumaru used his knees to take the brunt of their fall. Already he could feel pain radiating though his kneecaps. He was however truly grateful that the carpet of his co-worker’s living room was very plush as he hoped it would prove helpful in preventing him from getting seriously hurt. Of course because Kagura had fallen on top of him, the young man had been the only one actually getting slightly hurt. He was sure that their little mishap would leave him with a few nasty bruises, but as long as Kagura was okay, he would manage.
“My apologies.” He muttered through clenched teeth. He was not about to let her know he was in pain as the last thing he wanted was to appear weak in her eyes. He only dared chance a quick look at the lower half of his body, and was glad and truly relieved to see that everything looked alright and in its rightful place.
“Are you okay?” She asked him. The note of worry in her voice warmed him over, and helped him get past the throbbing pain in his knees and other more sensitive areas. He moved away from the wall and his lover, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible. Kagura followed his example and heedless of her nudity stretched up against his naked seated form.
“Yes, do not worry.” He forced a smile, and only hoped that he seemed convincing enough. “I seem to have slightly lost myself.”
“Can’t really blame you… I’m feeling quite boneless right now as well.” She admitted, her crimson eyes twinkling merrily as she reached up to gently play with his red silky tie. Her response led him to chuckle slightly, which in return caused her to smile brightly.
To both of their surprise a shrill ringing noise suddenly emitted from the general direction of Sesshoumaru’s discarded clothes. Since they both knew it was his cell phone ringtone, he saw no reason not to answer. Reluctantly the young man moved from his very comfortable position of being nestled next to his lover by extending his lithe body, and retrieving his device.
Sesshoumaru briefly checked the screen of his phone, and frown when he saw the name displayed on the screen ‘Touran’.
“Who is it?” Kagura asked as she stretched again. She hoped that she had managed to sound as casual as possible. She was dying to know who would call her lover this late at night, but did not want Sesshoumaru to know about her curiosity.
Once again Sesshoumaru was more than able to see through her, but decided not to say anything. Considering their earlier misunderstanding and argument, he decided saying the truth would be better for everyone. He placed his phone back into the pocket of his pants, after putting it on vibrate as he did not wish to be interrupted anymore, and sat back next to Kagura, mimicking her posture by leaning back, and resting his weight on his arm.
“It was Touran. She can wait until tomorrow at the office if she wishes to talk to me.”
‘I guess she’s not used to being stood up for dinner…’ Kagura tried, but failed to mask the smile appearing on her lips upon hearing his words. Once again he refrained from commenting on her reaction even if he did think her smile looked very cute.
In a few minutes, when he gathered enough strength, and some of the pain still coursing through his lower body had lessened, he would pick her up and bring her over to her bedroom where he would proceed to make love to her for the most part of the night.
‘And whether Kagura likes it or not, tomorrow I will have a little talk with Naraku. It is high time he learns that I will not allow him to use me in order to cause his daughter pain anymore.’ He thought to himself. Then as he heard a faint vibrating noise coming from the pocket of his pants, which he knew was probably coming from his cell phone once again, he decided that having a talk with Touran would be a good idea as well.
To be continued…
A/N: The next part is going to be called Breaking News. Not going to give you a preview this time around lol.
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A/N: This one will be a long one too. Lemon Alert once again.
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'
Kagura tucked a messy strand of dark hair behind her ear. She sent Sesshoumaru a quick glare. The young man was seated across her, which was reason to trouble her enough. However his present actions were the reason why she was looking a bit flustered. He once more briefly allowed his amber eyes to look at her, and a flash of desire appeared in them.
‘How can that man look so snug even as his face is completely blank?!’ She once again tried to tame her hair, but to no avail. Sesshoumaru was of course the one to blame for the disheveled state of her usual bun. Before attending the staff meeting, he had decided to ‘visit’ her in her office to supposedly discuss the agenda of the meeting. They however had gotten carried away, and their pre-meeting had ended up in a vigorous make out session, which had resulted in Kagura looking flustered and having a messy hairdo. Of course Sesshoumaru on the other hand was looking as cool and put together as usual, which had annoyed the young woman immensely. To her exasperation she had not only given in way too easily to his kisses, but had also let him mess up her carefully crafted façade for the day. She had an important mission to fulfill at the meeting, and did not want to look unprofessional.
“If there’s anything else someone wants to bring up, do so now, or you guys better all get back to work.” Naraku’s eyes looked around the large conference table. Not many of his employees dared introduce new items during their meeting, but he still felt like it was still a legitimate question to ask.
“There is something I would like to discuss.” Kagura stood up, and took out from her purse the file she had been working on diligently for the past few weeks. She noticed the way her lover arched a thin eyebrow in question; she had not told him about her private project because she did not want to hear from him that it could be a bad idea; she would not be able to bear it if he made fun of her.
Her keen ears did not miss the groan which erupted around the table either; none of the Shikon Magazine staff members particularly enjoyed the meetings… Naraku did have a tendency to ramble on and on, and in order to make up for the lost time he usually ‘asked’ or rather forced everyone to put in some unpaid overtime. Therefore if Kagura added time to the meeting, everyone would be getting home even later, and this was not a popular idea.
“Oh is that so? What is it you want now?” Naraku asked his daughter. He was sure that the young woman would be once again berating him about hiring Sesshoumaru, and he really did not want to deal with it. He was about to cut the discussion short, but the look of determination in her eyes deterred him.
“It is a well known fact that food and restaurants are becoming great topics of interest nowadays, and I believe Shikon should capitalize on this. This is why I propose we have a restaurant review section.”
Her announcement was met with complete silence; she decided not to be discouraged. This project was her baby, and she intended to see it come through.
“So Naraku, what do you think?” As much as the idea annoyed her, he was the sole master of the ship, and what he decided was.
“Hum, how do you propose we go about this? I do have a limited staff.” Kagura smiled upon hearing her father’s words. So far it seemed to her that he was being quite receptive to her proposition.
She slid on the table to her left a file containing the statistic sheets she had computed beforehand. Naraku with his quick reflexes caught it, and brought it up to his interested gaze.
“As you can see the project would not necessitate that much man power, nor would it take precious resources away from the magazine’s usual activities.” She could not repress a grin from appearing on her face when she noticed how interested her father and boss was at seeing the work she had put together.
“That’s all well and nice, but who’s going to take over this section? I have enough work on my plate dealing with the sports pages.” Kouga crossed his arms over his chest. As he spoke he did not dare look at his former girlfriend, preferring to look at Naraku instead. To this day the young blue eyed man still had a hard time facing the woman he had so carelessly treated years before. “I’m sure everyone does too.” The general rumble of assent gave strength to his words.
“As I said before we won’t need a lot of people to take care of this. I was thinking one or two people would be enough to try out restaurants. When it comes to the money for the meals, we could take some of the budget for special events. There are no festivals about to take place for a few months, so it wouldn’t be a big loss…” Kagura continued to expand on her idea. She briefly allowed herself to look at Sesshoumaru, and was surprised to see that he looked impressed by her carefully crafted plan. This in turn caused her to smile slightly, but she forced it away as she decided not to let him know her true feelings.
“Yes yes, I agree.” Naraku said, finally allowing his gaze to rest on Kagura.
“That doesn’t answer my question. Who’s going to take care of it? We all are up to our necks with our respective sections.” Kouga insisted. He ignored the way Ayame was biting her lip in nervousness. She hated confrontations, and the guilt of having stolen Kouga away from Kagura made it especially hard for her to support Kouga in his goal to oppose the older woman. However she loved her Kouga, and would always stand by his side no matter what.
Almost everyone murmured in assent, except three people: Naraku, Kagura and Sesshoumaru. Kouga was surprised when he became recipient to one of Sesshoumaru’s fierce and famous glares. The two men had never had any reason not to get along although as of late Kouga had noticed that the Shikon Magazine co-editor was behaving even colder towards him. Not that Sesshoumaru was renowned to be a warm person.
“Hum I’ll just assign it to Sesshoumaru; he’ll be good at this kind of thing.” Naraku announced before closing shut the file Kagura had put together carefully.
The young woman felt her heart clench. This project was her brain child, and yet once again Naraku was going to give away to Sesshoumaru something that she considered should have been hers.
“Naraku…” Sesshoumaru started to protest. Now that he had more insight into Kagura’s difficult relationship with her father, and that he had become very close to the young woman, there was no way he was going to let the other man take away Kagura’s project and say nothing.
“No need to thank me, I am sure you will do a great job. End of the meeting, all of you go back to work now.” With these last words, Naraku left the conference room, all the other employees following faithfully behind him. Only a stunned Kagura and a contrite Sesshoumaru stayed behind.
He waited until everyone had left, then rounded the table to join his lover.
“I will speak to him. Naraku will see reason eventually.” He quickly spoke, hoping to reassure her. For a long time she did not respond, and kept her eyes fixed on the file she had painstakingly put together. Her father had left it at his seat at the end of the table. He had not even bothered reading though all the material she had provided.
Kagura could feel tears gathering in her eyes, but she decided not to give in.
‘Crying won’t change anything. It won’t make Naraku realize that I’m just as good as Sesshoumaru.’ She thought pushing away her tears of frustration.
“Don’t. If you oppose him, he will only decide to shut down the project. I truly believe that this idea could give the magazine an edge, so I’d rather do anything to make sure it happens, even if it means you have to be at the head of it. Just make sure you do a good job.” She bravely faked a smile, and walked out of the room, heading for her office.
Even if he did not say anything, Sesshoumaru had seen right through her. He could easily tell she felt miserable, a lifetime away from the woman he had so amorously kissed only two short hours before. Seeing her so dejected tore at his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
‘I’ll find a way to make it right.’ He thought to himself. ‘I promise.’
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Kagura had been in a foul mood for the past week. Ever since Naraku had given her pet project to Sesshoumaru, she had been unable to shake off her negative feelings. She had even refused Sesshoumaru’s many invitations to visit him at his apartment. The day of the staff meeting had been the last time they had had an actual conversation that did not involve work. As much as Kagura kept telling herself she should get past her anger, and reconcile with Sesshoumaru, she could not do so. Naraku may have been at the root of her anger, but thinking about Sesshoumaru being the one to head her project caused her anger to grow.
Some employees had started a betting pool. They were convinced that the ‘food critic’ debacle had been the last straw for her, and that soon enough Kagura would throw in the towel and finally quit. Even though she was not about to leave her job, her attitude towards her fellow co-workers had turned bitter. Everyone at Shikon Magazine had done their best to stay out of her way for the past week. Sesshoumaru had of course been the only exception. He had tried on several occasions to talk to her, but Kagura had always found a reason to brush him off.
Exactly a week after the staff meeting, Kagura was walking from her office to one of the vending machines for a well deserved snack, when she heard a nerve grating giggling sound mixed it with several female voices. The noise she knew was coming from Touran’s office, a woman about her age who had been employed at Shikon two years after her. She too used to be a former intern.
While it was not uncommon for the female employees of Shikon Magazine to socialize, it was still not that usual for them to find something to laugh out loud; especially when Naraku was in the office.
Intrigued, Kagura stopped her progression, and leaned her head forward to hear better what they were talking about. The reason for her interest was that she had distinctively heard someone say her name, but what annoyed her the most was the fact that she was sure the voice belonged to no one else but Ayame. This above all else enraged her. She may not know why her name came up, but she was looking forward to finding out.
‘What the hell could they be talking about?’ She wondered. Her question was soon to be answered.
“Hum are you sure you know what you’re doing? I mean I don’t want you to be hurt…” Ayame said. She was once again biting her lower lip, her trademark nervous gesture.
“Of course. I’ve been waiting for Sesshoumaru to ask me out for a long time. I don’t know what took him so long, but at least he’s making up for it by taking me somewhere pretty nice.” Touran answered. Her happiness was shining in her voice.
“Where are you two having dinner tonight?” The intrigued red head asked. The broad grin that appeared on the other woman’s lips let her know it indeed must be somewhere nice.
“We have a reservation for eight tonight at La Bonne Table. You must have heard of this restaurant? It’s the new French place that opened downtown…”
Kagura did not bother listening in on the rest. She hurried back to the safety of her office. Once in, she rejoiced in the fact that she had reached her safe place without blowing up at Touran. She knew that if she had, the other young woman would have known something was up between Kagura and Sesshoumaru, and would have reported it to Naraku; and that would not do.
‘I have no idea how my dear old dad is going to react if he realizes I allowed that bastard of Sesshoumaru into my bed, but something tells me he would only use it as a strike against me… again.’
Once she was seated behind her trusted desk, she gave free reign to her anger.
‘The nerve of that fucking asshole of Sesshoumaru! Not only is he going out with another woman here at the office, but he also dares take her to La Bonne Table?!’ The reason why Kagura felt doubly betrayed was that the brand new French restaurant Touran had mentioned had been on the list of places she had mentioned in her proposal for the creation of a restaurant review section in their magazine. ‘Sesshoumaru obviously has no scruples taking over another one of my jobs!’
The young dark haired woman took a deep calming breath then picked up her favorite pen, and twirled it between her fingers. The simple action had always been a stress reliever for her, but this time around it was not enough to make her feel better.
‘Sesshoumaru may be one heck of a jerk, but I’m not going to give into my emotions.’
She knew that she should get back to work and forget all about Sesshoumaru. Naraku had asked to give him a report on ad sales, but she was so angry at Sesshoumaru’s betrayal that she could not focus. To her slight relief a distraction came into the form of a short knock on her office door.
“Come in!” She called pushing back some of the opened files and papers scattered on her desk.
Her eyes thinned when she saw Sesshoumaru pop his head inside her office. She barely restrained herself from throwing one of her office plants at his head.
‘Stay calm. Stay composed. Don’t let him know you’re upset!’ She thought to herself as she forced her lips to stretch in a small smile.
“Did you want something?” She hissed through clenched teeth. ‘Damn it! So much for staying calm…’ She cursed to herself.
He noticed that something was up with her, but decided not to comment on it. Instead he walked inside her office, and tightly shut the door behind him. It would not do if someone at Shikon Magazine was to overhear their conversation.
“I will have to push back my visit to your apartment to later on tonight.”
Her anger about finding out he was taking Touran out had caused her to forget about the arrangement they had agreed on the previous week before the meeting.
“You don’t need to bother about coming tonight... I have plans.” She lied blatantly. She knew she was acting in a petty manner, but could not help herself. She wanted to hurt him as much as she had been hurt. Not that she stopped to ponder why exactly she had been so hurt by finding out about his ‘betrayal’.
He simply arched an eyebrow in surprise, but did not comment.
‘Does he think I’m lying?... Well I am but that’s besides the point.’ She cleared her throat. “I’m meeting with a former college classmate. I haven’t seen him in a while, but he’s in town for a couple of days, and we decided to go have dinner and a drink. I’m looking forward to catching up with him.”
Despite all Kagura had just said, there was only one bit of information which had caught his attention, and before he realized it, he was choking out one word: “Him?”
She had to pinch herself not to chuckle at seeing his reaction.
“If that was all you wanted to tell me, do you mind letting me work in peace? I have to finish this report on ad sales by tonight, or Naraku will force me to work overtime, which is the last think I’d want. After all I wouldn’t want to have to push back my dinner date...”
Sesshoumaru’s golden eyes thinned as he felt his anger grow. Instead of thinking about his feelings, he smiled sweetly.
“I would not want to detain you from your date.” Without explaining himself he left her office, slamming the door behind him.
“What are you pissed about you jerk? I should be the one slamming doors.” She muttered under her breath. As much as she had wanted to hurt him, she was surprised to find that her lie had only hurt her even more.
She fished for her cell phone inside her nearby purse, and after looking through her contact list, pressed the ‘call’ button.
After a few rings, a deep male voice greeted her on the other line.
“Hey stranger! I know I cancelled, but how about dinner tonight?” She asked, hoping the man on the other line would not be able to make out her anger and sadness in her voice.
“As long as it’s your treat…” He grinned.
As much as she was angry with Sesshoumaru, Touran and Naraku, right now she could not help but chuckle heartily as the man’s jest.
“Fine, but don’t pick some fancy place. I’ll come pick you up at nine.”
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Kagura parked her car into her assigned spot in the parking lot of her apartment complex. She then picked her purse from the passenger seat, and headed towards the front gate. Before she could insert the key in the lock to let herself inside her building, a large hand took a hold of her arm.
She turned around, her fist raised as she had been taught in a college self-defense class, but never got the chance to punch whoever had grabbed her.
“Sesshoumaru?!” She lowered her hand. “What the hell are you doing here? You scared the hell out of me!”
“We need to talk.” He said simply. His grave tone led her to believe that whatever he wanted, he was not kidding around.
She thought about refusing his request, but when she noticed his scruffy state; her curiosity was tickled. The usually sharply dressed male journalist was wearing a wrinkled shirt, and had loosened his deep red tie so that it hung around his neck, giving him an even more disheveled look. She had never seen him look like this. Even after their long love making sessions, he always managed to look as impeccable and put together as usual.
She sighed even as she accepted his request. “Come on. We should talk inside my apartment; I wouldn’t want to give that nosy Mrs. Tanaka another reason to complain about me to the manager. She always whines about how I make too much noise, and prevent her stupid poodle from sleeping.” She babbled while she opened the gate then started walking towards her door. He had been in her apartment enough time to know where she lived, but she still led the way.
“Thank you for inviting me in.” He said on a clipped tone as he headed to the living room couch, and took a seat. He felt foolish about what he was going to do, but as much as he had tried to restrain himself, he had not been able to.
Since she did not know what Sesshoumaru wanted to tell her, she decided to make herself comfortable. She first slipped out of her uncomfortable high heeled black pumps then removed her coat. She had barely tossed the woolen material aside when she heard a little growl. She turned around and to her surprise saw Sesshoumaru glaring at her.
“What’s the matter with you?”
He did not answer her question, but did his best not to openly glare. The reason for his upset was the short very sexy skintight black dress she had unveiled when removing her coat. The garment was strapless and left not only her creamy shoulders and a large part of her cleavage bare, but was also short enough to put most of her legs into display.
“Did you wear this for him?” He took to his feet, and walked towards her.
She was unclear who he was referring to by ‘him,’ but instead she decided to make him hurt; after all she was still not over his betrayals.
“Hum he at least greatly appreciated it.” To emphasize her point, she arched her back, causing her breast to struggle against the black material of her cleavage, and her butt to stick out.
Instead of silently glaring, this time Sesshoumaru jumped to his feet. In two powerful strides he was in front of her. She rolled her shoulders back, and stood straight, ready for the upcoming confrontation.
Upon noticing the look of pure hunger in his gaze, she thought that he was going to kiss her, and to her own shock she realized that she was not going to stop him. However a kiss was the thing furthest from the young man’s mind.
“This is not what I have signed up for.” He told her bending slightly forward as he towered over her.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Her bright eyes darted to the side as she looked for a way out. Without her even realizing, Sesshoumaru had effectively managed to trap her. Her back was almost against one of her living room walls, and his imposing figure prevented her from stepping to her right or left.
“I was not made aware that our relationship entailed… sharing.”
‘By ‘sharing’ does he mean cheating?! The nerve of that jerk! He’s the one who went on a romantic dinner with Touran. Looks like he even dressed up for it.’ She fumed inside as her eyes took in his appearance. His clothes may look rumpled, but it did not change the fact that he had dressed nicely sometime earlier in the evening.
“What kind of woman do you take me for?! How many men do you think I’m sleeping with?!” ‘To think that he managed to convince me to get on the pill so we wouldn’t have to use condoms anymore... If he’s been sleeping around on me with dirty sluts like Touran or Yura, and gave me some nasty STD, I will kill him with my bare hands!’
“I’m the one who should be mad!” He sent her a questioning look, and she wasted no time telling him what had been on her mind the whole day. “I’ve heard all about your little date with Touran tonight. Oh yes she was so excited she just had to tell everyone at the office.”
Sesshoumaru opened his mouth to issue a retort, but Kagura stopped him by pressing two fingers to his unsuspecting lips. “I’m not done talking! Not only you let Naraku give you my project, but you also dare take that bitch out to dinner... I could have forgiven you for taking over my idea because I know Naraku was mostly to blame on this one, but you involving Touran…”
Sesshoumaru had heard enough. He gently slapped Kagura’s fingers away from his mouth before speaking. “Has it not occurred to you that I knew what I was doing? That I might have a plan?”
“A plan? What was it? Getting another employee in your bed? You must be so proud of having one more Shikon employee notch on your bedpost…” Speaking the words hurt the young woman more than she could have imagined. Whether she liked it or not as of late she had come to care about Sesshoumaru, and the idea of him being able to discard her so easily hurt her deeply.
“You know I am not that sort of man. Besides you are so much more than that to me.” He grudgingly admitted. ‘I have no idea where she exactly got that whole nonsense idea about me and Touran, but I intend to clear things up.’
“Do I?” She asked, then after taking a calming deep breathe added “What are you doing here anyways?!”
“I was going to explain things more in details after the fact, but as usual you managed to ruin my plan…” He sighed deeply.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“Kagura, stop talking for once, and listen!” She bristled at his harsh tone, but shrugged one shoulder, giving him the silent okay to keep explaining. “It is true that I was planning on using Touran in order for my plan to be fulfilled.”
Kagura let out an impatient sigh, and he sent her a fierce glare before his full explanation came out of his mouth.
“I did not much appreciate Naraku taking your project away from you, and putting me in charge; I simply intended to show him he had made a dreadful choice and should have you helm the restaurant critic section.” He took a brief pause trying to organize his thoughts in a clear enough way for him to make her understand the reasoning behind his actions. Even though his mind was still jumbled because of her accusations and his earlier discovery of his lover going to dinner with another man, he still managed to find a way to put his feelings in as little words as possible. After all speaking did not come easily to him.
“In order to dine at La Bonne Table one is requested to bring a dat… dinner partner.” He quickly corrected himself. The last thing he wanted was for Kagura to once again misunderstand his words. “This is why I had to enlist Touran’s help. Asking you along would have been adding insult to injury, and I am not a cruel man. My plan was to give Naraku a report written in my personal style; I am sure it was not going to be exactly what he had in mind when he gave me this assignment…”
Kagura had read enough of Sesshoumaru’s work to know that his personal style was much like the man; succinct, to the point, clinical and devoid of any emotions. In other words, totally unsuitable for a critic section. The fact that he was not willing to even make an effort to produce the kind of work their boss wanted spoke volumes to her: Sesshoumaru had not liked Naraku’s behavior, and intended to let him know.
“You would do that for me?” She felt tears pool inside her crimson eyes, and she hated it. There was nothing she hated more than appear weak in the eyes of people; especially her lover.
“I do not like being used. If Naraku wants to hurt you; he will know better from now on than to use me to do so.” He smiled briefly at her. He was a little taken aback by the strong emotions playing in her shimmering eyes, but chose not to comment on them. He could feel they were close to a truce, and the idea of jeopardizing it did not appeal to him.
“To make things short, you wanted to teach my dear old dad a lesson, and defend my honor, and you invited Touran to dinner because she was convenient… I can understand all this, but I still don’t get why you are here. If you’d followed your plan, shouldn’t you be writing an article tonight?”
She noticed his usually fierce golden eyes shift slightly to the side as if he dared not look at her.
“I never made it to dinner.” He finally admitted.
She was about to ask him why, when something occurred to her. An all too knowing grin spread on her lips. “Have you been waiting outside my building the whole evening?!” She did not know if she should be flattered or exasperated by his behavior.
Sesshoumaru briefly thought about lying, but decided against it. He had made choices, and it was time for him to face the consequences.
“In fact I have.” She gasped, shocked at his easy admission. She was about to say something, but he ignored her and kept speaking. “I had every intention of seeing the man who had taken you out to dinner.”
It was then that she remembered the slight lie she had told him when he had stopped by her office earlier in the day, and could not help but blush slightly. ‘Who would have thought that such a little thing could get him so worked up?! Jealous much?!’ She smirked to herself. She of course decided not to dwell on the feelings of jealousy that had assaulted her earlier when she had believed Sesshoumaru was also seeing Touran.
“I went to dinner with two of my college buddies. Kenta… and his wife Ayaka…” She admitted, and waited for the fireworks to blow up.
“Wife! “You lied to this Sesshoumaru?!” He growled. There was nothing he hated more than being made a fool of. He had spent his entire evening stupidly sitting in his car, waiting for Kagura to get home while she had been enjoying a dinner with friends of hers. He decided to focus on his anger instead of thinking about his other feelings; the ones that had made him prefer waiting for his lover instead of dinner with Touran. The same feelings that had made his heart throb when Kagura had told him earlier about her own dinner plans.
“Not exactly… You didn’t ask me who my dinner arrangements included in detail.” Even to her ears her words sounded weak. ‘Well I can’t come out and admit that I blatantly lied to him because I was mad after hearing about him going to dinner with Touran…’
Unfortunately, he saw right through her. A small chuckle escaped his throat when he noticed the slight embarrassed blush dust her cheeks.
“Something tells this Sesshoumaru that the only reason you told that lie was because you found out about me going to dinner with Touran. Did you per chance foolishly try to make me jealous?”
She could have denied it, or scoffed or even throw back in his face the fact that jealousy had probably been the driving force behind his own actions. However she simply grinned mischievously at him and asked “Did it work?”
Her answer came in the form of the hard bruising kiss he pressed to her lips.
“What are you…” He took advantage of her opening her mouth to insult him to slip his tongue inside her mouth. The thought of fighting him did not even cross her mind. She whole heartedly returned his kiss, and even raised her hands to bury her fingers in his hair; she was not about to let go any time soon.
Once they had to break away for much needed air, she shivered upon seeing the clear look of hunger in his golden eyes. Without speaking a word, he used his deft fingers to reach up for Kagura’s hairpin, and undid her tight bun, allowing her long dark tresses to fall around her bare shoulders.
After releasing her hair, Sesshoumaru gently pushed his lover towards the wall of her living room. Even though she was trapped in between his imposing body, and the hard white wall, she did not find any reason to complain nor did she want to move anywhere. The young woman raised her head, silently asking him to reclaim her swollen lips, and he did not fail to disappoint.
After tasting her lips, he moved on to her cheeks then her very sensitive throat. She threw her head back and moaned in appreciation. Not satisfied with a few kisses, he was eager to speed things up. Kagura had denied him for the past week, and he had missed her. Ever since they had started their affair, it was the longest stretch of time they had spent without making love.
While nibbling on her jewel adorned ear, he reached up with his long fingers to gently fondle her breasts. She moaned when he tweaked her left nipple through the dark fabric of her dress. He however felt frustrated very quickly as this was not enough; he wanted to feel her naked skin.
Without any hesitations, he reached behind her to lower the zipper of her dress. It quickly dropped to her feet, and she wasted no time kicking the black material away. He decided not to ponder on the fact that she had never worn the sexy little black garment for him before when he saw what she had on underneath, or rather what she did not have. He sent up a silent prayer when his golden gaze was met with only her creamy skin and a tiny pair of black underwear. Her naked breasts proved to be too strong an invitation for him to refuse, and soon he found his kisses going lower and lower.
“You are a bit overdressed.” She giggled slightly when she felt him kiss the bare skin of her breast. Even as he lowered his lips to gently nibble on a stretch of her skin going from her throat to her left mound, she started undressing him. Unbuttoning Sesshoumaru’s shirt, and unbuckling his pants while his lips danced all over her skin proved to be quite a challenge, but she still managed to do so. After all she too had missed him tremendously, and could not wait to have their bodies joined once again.
She leaned backwards, pressing her back completely against the wall to admire her handiwork. Sesshoumaru took advantage of her creating space between them to divest his body of his opened shirt, and completely removing his pants and underwear off his legs. She thought he looked silly with only his crumpled red tie looped around his neck, and his long naked legs ending in navy socks and dark brown leather shoes. However the fact that he did not take the time to completely undress himself made her feel sexy and irresistible.
In a matter of seconds he had her rid of her underwear, and pressed flush in between the wall and his body. She did not resist, and even helped him along. When he looped his hand around her left thigh, she received the message, and raised her leg, looping it around his waist. Silently thanking her for her all too willing cooperation, he nestled himself between her opened legs, and quickly sheathed his length inside her womanhood.
Ever since Naraku had decided to put him in charge of what should have rightfully been Kagura’s food critic section, the young woman had not allowed her lover anywhere near her. It was therefore with much appreciation and a bit of trepidation that Sesshoumaru started moving inside her.
She sighed in pure pleasure when he was fully imbedded inside her. Her earlier anger, disappointment and all other negative feelings were pushed at bay. With her lips she once again searched for his own, and they exchanged a deep sweet kiss as he kept gently thrusting inside her. As much pleasure as she was feeling, she soon found her position of standing on one leg precarious, and as if sensing her discomfort, the amber eyed man grabbed her second leg with his hand, encouraging her to place it around his waist, which she eagerly did.
Sesshoumaru found the new angle most convenient as it permitted him to drive himself deeper inside his lover. It also left the usually strong and in control Kagura completely at his mercy, opened and vulnerable to his any whims. Not that the young woman was minding much; she was getting lost in her own pleasure. Kagura eagerly pushed back against him, both of them now working to reach their climax. They moaned in tandem when a particularly deep thrust touched a sweet spot inside her. Spurred by her enthusiasm, his thrusts quickly escalated to a frantic speed, and the sensation was too much for her. She suddenly arched her back, threw her head back against the wall, and cried out as she felt herself falling.
It had been too long in his opinion since the two of them had been intimate, and the pleasure he was feeling was too much for him. His control was quickly slipping, and he ached to reach bliss. When Kagura let out a small sound of contentment in the back of her throat, it was enough to set him off immediately. Sesshoumaru was relieved to see that she had found her release, and decided to give in as well. Just as he finished emptying himself inside his lover’s most welcoming body, he felt his knees buckling. His climax had been so strong that it had left him weak. Before he had time to use the wall against which Kagura was leaning as support, both he and the young woman, whose body was still tangled with his, tumbled towards the ground.
Sesshoumaru used his knees to take the brunt of their fall. Already he could feel pain radiating though his kneecaps. He was however truly grateful that the carpet of his co-worker’s living room was very plush as he hoped it would prove helpful in preventing him from getting seriously hurt. Of course because Kagura had fallen on top of him, the young man had been the only one actually getting slightly hurt. He was sure that their little mishap would leave him with a few nasty bruises, but as long as Kagura was okay, he would manage.
“My apologies.” He muttered through clenched teeth. He was not about to let her know he was in pain as the last thing he wanted was to appear weak in her eyes. He only dared chance a quick look at the lower half of his body, and was glad and truly relieved to see that everything looked alright and in its rightful place.
“Are you okay?” She asked him. The note of worry in her voice warmed him over, and helped him get past the throbbing pain in his knees and other more sensitive areas. He moved away from the wall and his lover, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible. Kagura followed his example and heedless of her nudity stretched up against his naked seated form.
“Yes, do not worry.” He forced a smile, and only hoped that he seemed convincing enough. “I seem to have slightly lost myself.”
“Can’t really blame you… I’m feeling quite boneless right now as well.” She admitted, her crimson eyes twinkling merrily as she reached up to gently play with his red silky tie. Her response led him to chuckle slightly, which in return caused her to smile brightly.
To both of their surprise a shrill ringing noise suddenly emitted from the general direction of Sesshoumaru’s discarded clothes. Since they both knew it was his cell phone ringtone, he saw no reason not to answer. Reluctantly the young man moved from his very comfortable position of being nestled next to his lover by extending his lithe body, and retrieving his device.
Sesshoumaru briefly checked the screen of his phone, and frown when he saw the name displayed on the screen ‘Touran’.
“Who is it?” Kagura asked as she stretched again. She hoped that she had managed to sound as casual as possible. She was dying to know who would call her lover this late at night, but did not want Sesshoumaru to know about her curiosity.
Once again Sesshoumaru was more than able to see through her, but decided not to say anything. Considering their earlier misunderstanding and argument, he decided saying the truth would be better for everyone. He placed his phone back into the pocket of his pants, after putting it on vibrate as he did not wish to be interrupted anymore, and sat back next to Kagura, mimicking her posture by leaning back, and resting his weight on his arm.
“It was Touran. She can wait until tomorrow at the office if she wishes to talk to me.”
‘I guess she’s not used to being stood up for dinner…’ Kagura tried, but failed to mask the smile appearing on her lips upon hearing his words. Once again he refrained from commenting on her reaction even if he did think her smile looked very cute.
In a few minutes, when he gathered enough strength, and some of the pain still coursing through his lower body had lessened, he would pick her up and bring her over to her bedroom where he would proceed to make love to her for the most part of the night.
‘And whether Kagura likes it or not, tomorrow I will have a little talk with Naraku. It is high time he learns that I will not allow him to use me in order to cause his daughter pain anymore.’ He thought to himself. Then as he heard a faint vibrating noise coming from the pocket of his pants, which he knew was probably coming from his cell phone once again, he decided that having a talk with Touran would be a good idea as well.
To be continued…
A/N: The next part is going to be called Breaking News. Not going to give you a preview this time around lol.
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