InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ Travel and Leisure ( Chapter 19 )
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By: saphira404 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.18.2012 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.6K | Visits: 348 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.18.2012 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.6K | Visits: 348 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 19: Travel and Leisure
A/N: My personal goal was to have this chapter posted before the end of the month. The coming weeks will be crazy as the semester comes to an end, so I am so happy to be able to have this done before then. On a brighter note this chapter will have some fluff and Lemon warning, so the faint of heart, be careful. Happy (early) Thanksgiving to all those who celebrate it :)
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'
“So how long are you going to sulk?” Kagura asked as she turned towards her lover. The two of them had been riding in complete silence for the past four hours, and the lack of communication was really getting to her. Ever since they had rolled out of bed, hours before the sun was set to rise, Sesshoumaru had barely exchanged any words with her, and when he did it was only about mundane or necessary things; such as asking her to load his bag in the car, or thanking her for fixing his coffee the way he liked it.
‘To think that I was so excited at the idea of taking this little trip together... Not only is it going to be terrific publicity for Shikon Magazine, but I was most looking forward to spending some alone time with Sesshoumaru in that high end place…’ She reflected unhappily. When her question failed to receive an answer, she reverted her gaze back towards the window on her side of the car. The deep mournful sigh which escaped her lips betrayed how she felt at the moment.
“This Sesshoumaru does not sulk.” He finally unclenched his jaw for the first time in the past two hours. His displeasure showed on how he suddenly pressed harder on the accelerator.
“Ah! So he does talk.” She snorted, amusement far from her tone. Her comment earned her a menacing glare from the corner of his eye. She sighed deeply once more, and decided to try a different approach. “Look, we have a good four hours more to go before we get to the resort. Then we’re going to spend the rest of the weekend in close proximity as well. Don’t you think we could at least talk?”
Without bothering to take his eyes off the long empty highway that stretched out in front of him, Sesshoumaru nodded. “What do you wish to talk about? We have finalized the schedule for the weekend with Naraku…”
“Don’t be an ass.” She cut him off. “You know damn well I don’t mean to talk about work.”
“That would be a change.” The vicious tone he used let her know just how deeply her reaction of the previous night had really cut him, and how much it pained him still.
“Okay, I get it. You’re pissed off at me, and you have a valid reason to be…” She took a deep breath, and allowed herself a small pause. She had spent the entire night tossing, turning and pondering about her present situation. She knew she was on the cusp of change in her life, and that she would have to make a decision, which ever that would be. ‘His request last night might have come out of nowhere, but I know Sesshoumaru. He wouldn’t have suggested anything unless he was sure it was what he wanted, and once he makes a decision, he doesn’t change his mind. I either get on board with the plan, or else…’ Her heart clenched in pain at the idea. Sesshoumaru had become such an integral part of her life, that she could not imagine herself without him. ‘I’m not about to lose him because of my fears. It’s time to go from the frying pan to the fire.’
After one more calming breath, she started speaking again. “I’m not good at this relationship thing. I’ve only had one serious one in my life before you. That was Kouga, and we both know how that one ended…”
Even though he was none too happy with his lover right now, he really didn’t like the way she mentioned her ex boyfriend. Every time she had spoken of Kouga’s betrayal in the past, he had been able to tell in how much pain the young woman still was, and if there was one thing he hated, it was to see his lover hurting. Therefore despite their present disagreement, he could not help but try to offer her some comfort.
“Kagura…” He started speaking, but she interrupted him; she was not done talking. While he was giving her the silent treatment, she had spent the past couple hours thinking about their situation, and as frightening as her choice was, she was sure it was the right one, and she couldn’t wait to let him know about it.
“Yesterday, I panicked when you sprang that question on me out of the blue. I mean, all I wanted was some good love making then falling asleep in your arms, but no, you had to ask me to move in with you.” She could tell he meant to interrupt her this time around, so she quickly added in just one breath. “However, I had most of yesterday night, and this morning to think, and you’re right. I think moving in together would be a good idea.”
He briefly took his eyes away from the opened highway to glance towards his girlfriend. “What about your father?”
She found promising the lack of scorn in his voice, and allowed a small smile to appear on her crimson lips. “Screw him! He’s going to have to deal with the fact that you and I are an item. After the whole Abi episode, and seeing how bonkers her tumultuous relationship with her mom made her, I decided not to let Naraku get on my nerves too much.”
“You are far from being anything like her.” Even as Sesshoumaru spoke he reflected on Kagura’s behavior towards her father in the past two months. He had to admit that since they had exposed the Abi Satoshi scandal, Kagura and Naraku had been getting in fewer arguments. He had inferred it was due to the high revenue and increased readership his story had brought to the magazine, but now he was not so sure anymore. ‘Maybe she has made a conscious effort not to let her father get to her.’ He did in fact recall a particular day when she had preferred going out on a planned dinner with him over answering her father’s summon for another after hours work meeting.
“That may be, but I’ll keep playing nice to dear old dad. Not to say that he will. The second he finds out about us, he’ll probably do what he can to ruin things. I’m sure he’ll get off of professionally pitting us against each other, but we’ll just have to not give him the satisfaction.”
Her declaration of intent made him rejoice. He had for too long worried about how much Kagura cared about her father’s opinion of her, and knew Kanna felt the same way. Something told him the small pale haired woman would also cheer at her sister’s new positive outlook.
Despite the fact that he enjoyed the changes in his girlfriend, he could not help but make sure she was certain about her decision. “Kagura, you do realize that refusing to move in with me will not result in us breaking up. I would not want you to feel pressured to live with me if you do not wish to.” He felt obliged to point that out, even if it did echo his feelings. He would hate for her to agree to his proposal only out of fear.
She smiled at the uncertainty she could feel emanating from him. “I know that. I thought about the situation, and it makes sense. We spend most of our time together already, so maintaining two households doesn’t feel right. Not to mention that there will be benefits. I will have my own personal clean freak, and won’t have to clean up any more. That and constant easy access to your body will make me very happy.”
Although he scoffed at her teasing word, he could not help but feel elated. A small part of him had feared that she had agreed only because she felt like he had given her an ultimatum, but now his fears were laid to rest. As hard as he tried to suppress it, the ghost of a smile suddenly appeared on his lips as he thought about the domestic life he was to lead with the woman he loved. He didn’t want her to know how much her acceptance had meant to him, but he was betrayed by his body. In face the slight upturning of his mouth spread wider at the idea that he too would have continuous access to Kagura’s body.
His joyful expression did not escape the young woman’s keen eyes. She was glad to see how happily he had taken her news, but decided to list her conditions now so as to get them out of the way. “I might have agreed, but you should know that this moving in business won’t happen overnight.” She noticed his arched eyebrow, and quickly added. “I’m not already getting cold feet. I’m just thinking about logistics.”
“Logistics?” He echoed. His eyes lowered to the GPS plugged into his car’s console, and he double-checked on the directions before selecting the correct freeway to merge into.
She quickly reviewed the list of items she had come up with earlier in the day before deciding to enumerate them aloud. “First of all, I am not giving up my condo. I love it, I completely remodeled it last year, and I’m almost done paying for it. Besides it’s bigger that the shoe box you call an apartment.”
“My apartment is not a shoebox. It has more than enough space for myself.” He had to admit that his apartment was more about convenience than anything else. Unlike Kagura he was not crazy about the place where he lived.
“Exactly!” She agreed with enthusiasm. “You’ve just proven my point. The place certainly doesn’t have enough space for me…I have a lot of stuff.”
He nodded his assent as he could argue with her last statement whole-heartedly. “This is not an issue. I can find a tenant for my apartment. It is in a very good location, and fairly close to the Edo University campus, so I know it won’t be hard to find someone to move into it.”
“Tenant?” She echoed with surprise, then when things clicked into place she exclaimed completely incredulous. “You own the shoebox? You actually bought that apartment?!”
He was not amused by her flabbergasted expression, and did not mask his displeasure when he answered. “Of course I do. Why would I pay rent every month? Buying the place was a great investment. The price of real estate in the area has grown steadily in the past few years as the university’s popularity grew.”
“Sorry I didn’t mean to ruffle your feathers.” She relented. Since she had a feeling she was treading in dangerous waters, she changed the subject. “Seriously though, I am keeping all my stuff. You can use the empty spare bedroom in the condo to make yourself a man-cave if you want, but other than that, I am in charge of decorations. I’ve seen what you can do on your own.” A shudder went through her at thinking about the ugly and massive dog demon painting that adorned one of the walls of his living room. She simply could not imagine it fitting in with the soft oriental style of her own living room. ‘He can do whatever he wants with that empty room. It’s not like I’ll be using it any time soon anyways.’ She then reflected. When she had originally picked her condo, she had planned on using the spare bedroom as either a guest room, or a study. However her only guests, Kanna and her family, were never overnight visitors, and she found that she enjoyed working in the living room much better after all. She presently used the room as a storage facility, but could just as easily give her boyfriend use of it.
“I have impeccable taste.” Sesshoumaru retorted, even as he pictured the one reason for Kagura’s dire warning. ‘I truly do not see what she has against the painting.’ He thought to himself. As of late, every time she spent the night at his place, she never failed to comment on it.
“Yay yay, keep telling yourself that…” Since she felt she had teased him enough, especially considering how strained things had been between them before, she decided to switch the focus of the conversation; however, he beat her to it.
“In any case I could contribute the money from the rent to helping pay your mortgage.” The light traffic he was driving through allowed him to shift his attention away from the road and towards his lover. He knew that she would not take his proposal easily. Sure enough, the young woman’s entire body stiffened.
‘She, just like me, enjoys her independence. I know it will not be easy for us to merge our lives together, but I am sure that in time we will find a correct balance.’
“Well…”
“Kagura.” He cut off what he was sure would be a protest from her. He lowered one of his hands from the wheel to take a hold of her clenching left hand. “Everything will be fine. We will just share things equitably. I may agree to live in your condo, but I don’t intend to be a kept man. We will have to split costs.”
She briefly wondered if she had offended him by being dismissive towards his possible contributions. She squeezed his hand in silent apology, but had to release it to allow him to steer the vehicle.
“Sorry honey, but that’s a given. I don’t make enough money to take care of you, and if that’s what you were looking for, then you’ve got the wrong woman.” Since they shared the same position, they both knew all too well that being editor at Shikon Magazine meant they did not make tons of money. “I guess we’ll have to compromise. I will allow you to pay some of the bills as well as bring some things over, like your dining room set. Your table is much sturdier than mine, and that could come in handy.” Her witty comment did make him crack a brief smile. He recalled all too clearly how during a very passionate pre-dinner exchange, they had tested just how much weight and movement his dining room table could endure only a week ago.
“Indeed.”
Kagura smiled to herself upon hearing his response. Now that she had made up her mind, and that she had told her lover what she thought, she felt completely at peace with herself. She stretched as much as she could in the small confines of Sesshoumaru’s front seat. Now that all the previous tension had escaped, she could finally look forward to their weekend.
“Don’t tell me you’re already tired. We’re not even halfway to our destination.”
She turned to give him a coy smile. “I was just thinking about the activities we could plan on Sunday morning. We have a couple meetings lined up with some advertisers, but since the ceremony and the lectures will be done, the convention should be pretty quiet. We’ll be able to have some alone time before we head out on the road. I figured we could book one of those couple’s massages the resort is so famous for.”
“Massage?” He echoed in clear disbelief. “What makes you think I would ever subject myself to this?”
She laughed out loud at his reaction. “Now, don’t be so grouchy. You might enjoy it. Besides I’m sure it would do wonders towards helping you relax. You’re quite a tense person.” She punctuated the end of her sentence with a light poke to his ribs.
“Utterly ridiculous.” He snorted before shifting his focus. “Now keep your eyes on the road, and look for a rest area. We will stop for a quick lunch.” And that, she knew would be the end of the discussion.
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Sesshoumaru drained his glass of scotch, and settled himself on one of the plush armchairs adorning his hotel room. He had allowed himself one drink to help perk him up after the long day he had had. After long hours of driving, he and Kagura had finally arriving at the resort. They had then spent the better part of the rest of the afternoon attending mandatory lectures, followed by meetings they had set up with the first batch of advertisers. Since they had run a bit late due to a prolonged lunch break, as soon as they had arrived and checked in at the resort, they had had to jump into the activities. It was only now that he allowed himself some down time. As soon as he had gotten the opportunity, he had run for the safety and privacy of his room. Since the participants were to attend the award ceremony that evening, no other activities for the convention were planned that afternoon; something he was thankful for.
He buried his hand into his pocket, and retrieved the folded piece of paper he had been scribbling on during the lecture on profit maximizing. He had found the subject matter tedious and the presenter dull, and if participation had not been mandatory, he certainly would not have attended at all. He had therefore decided to focus his attention on something else, despite the way Kagura glared at him for his obvious lack of attention. He critically scanned once over his neat writing, and found his previous changes most satisfactory. Only then did he put down the note card on the table.
‘I am quite certain I will not win that award, but if I do, I aim to be prepared.’ Due to his position as a nominee, he felt obligated to come up with a brief thank you speech in case his name was called on stage; he hated nothing more but to be caught under prepared.
His revision session was interrupted by a knock on his door. He only knew of one other person presently in the hotel who could wish to see him, so he did not hesitate.
“Come in Kagura, it’s opened.”
Sure enough, the young woman strolled into the opulent suite. She let out an appreciative whistle as she went through the living area to reach Sesshoumaru in the large bedroom.
“Damn. Your suite is even nicer than mine. Not that I’m complaining. Even my room is a real step up from our last business trip. This place is so top notch that you would know Naraku would never have signed off on it if the magazine had had to pay.” Kagura exclaimed as she headed for the window to see which section of the beautiful and secluded resort Sesshoumaru’s room window opened to. “If you hadn’t been nominated for an award, there’s no way Naraku would have agreed on letting us attend the convention.”
Since he knew all too well of their boss’s stingy nature, Sesshoumaru could only agree. His golden eyes followed in faint amusement as Kagura silently inspected the rest of his suite. When she came back in the bedroom, and perched herself on his bed, he was very tempted to join her. He knew however that they would soon have to go grab a quick dinner before getting ready for the evening’s big event. While food was to be served during the award ceremony, he did not intend to stuff his face while surrounded by his peers.
“This bed is so comfy.” Kagura sighed appreciatively. She bounced eagerly on the soft mattress a few times to emphasize her point. “It will make for a nice celebratory romp once you win us that award later on. I will make myself very appreciative towards my big winner.”
“You are co-editor of the magazine. If the Miko powder piece wins the award, it will be yours as much as mine.”
Kagura batted her hand in clear dismissal at his reminder. She knew that he was trying not to hurt her feeling, but she also was aware that her only contributions to the article had been revisions, not enough to make her a pivotal part of the process. ‘I know that I only got into the convention as Sesshoumaru’s plus one guest.’ While only a year ago the thought of Sesshoumaru being nominated for such a prestigious award would have made her want to tear his hair out, and jealousy course through her veins, she was now actually genuinely happy for him, and extremely proud to be able to accompany him. Since she saw no point in continuing with that conversation, she decided to change the subject. “Anyways, Yukiyo will be ecstatic. I managed to corner that Emi Yamada starlet in the hotel lobby on my way over here, and got him an autograph.”
‘Just as much as his wife will be when she finds out that I managed to convince Kagura to move in with me.’ Something told him that Kanna would rejoice even more than him at the big change in her older sister’s life. He had not forgotten the little display she had gone through the trouble of setting up the previous evening. ‘I am sure that the only thing that could tromp this would be telling her that Kagura is pregnant.’ He did not know when, but at some point it had become a certainty to him that he and Kagura were in for the long haul. When it came to them having children together, it was therefore not a question of ‘if’, but rather ‘when’.
“You have the strangest look on your face. What were you thinking about?” Her question caused him to put back in place his usual cool unemotional mask.
He was about to answer with his trademark ‘nothing’, but finally decided again it.
“You are messing up my bed.” His response caused her red lips to stretch in a wide smile.
“Then you better help me make it all right. Come here big boy.” She beckoned him with a flexed finger. Even if he had wanted to, which he did not, it would have been impossible for him to resist the way in which she was looking at him.
“You know this wasn’t what I meant.” They both knew quite well that while he had not been referring to sex in any way shape or form, her answer indicated it was precisely what se had on her mind. “We do not have time to fool around, or have you forgotten we have a ceremony to get ready for. We have yet to have dinner as well.” Despite his faint protests, he did join her on the bed.
“We have lots of time, and I find myself hungry for something other than food right now.” She commented even as her clever hands started roaming all over his body. “Besides we can always order food in. That’s what room service is for honey... Actually I wouldn’t say no to some whip cream right about now.”
Any other protest he might have formulated found itself dead as soon as Kagura linked their lips in a passionate kiss. To ensure he wasn’t going anywhere, she went as far as to wrap her arms around his neck. Sure enough it didn’t take him long to respond most enthusiastically. She did not protest when he plunged his tongue deep in her mouth, and moaned eagerly at his gentle caress. They broke their kiss when it became evident that oxygen would be needed for their starving lungs.
He may have been reluctant before, but one would never have been able to tell by the way Sesshoumaru fervently divested his girlfriend from her clothing. He only interrupted his busy work to lay a few kisses and caresses to her smooth skin. During the boring lecture they had had to attend before, while she had dutifully taken notes, he had fantasized a time or two about peeling the different layers of Kagura’s professional business suit, and now he had the pleasure of doing it in reality. Therefore even if they were in a hurry, he did take his time removing her suit jacket. Contrary to his usual neat ways, he threw away the article of clothing towards the armchair where he had been settled in only minutes before. Next came off her boots and socks; he took the liberty of gently running his fingers up and down the sensitive skin of her calves, causing her body to break out in shivers. It was only when he removed her prim dark slacks and lacy underwear that she reacted.
“Don’t you think you’re a little overdressed?” She asked him, the sweetest smile on her lips. He placed a kiss to her mouth before offering an answer.
“My shoes are off.”
Kagura chuckled, and could not help but wonder when exactly he had taken the time to remove them.
‘Must have been too distracted to notice.’
“Well, you are a clean freak. Something tells me you’re the kind who gets nightmares at the idea of putting dirty shoes on your pristine sheets.” He decided to ignore her mocking words since even as she spoke she started undoing the buttons of his shirt. When she placed kisses all over his exposed torso, all thoughts fled his mind. Without bothering to remove his shirt, she slid her palms down his chest, and reached down to unbuckle his pants.
“Though I have to say, I don’t mind the half naked part.”
Sesshoumaru had to admit that he too found very erotic the sight of Kagura only in her half open dress shirt. He was tantalized with a partial view of her lacy red bra, and it made him hungry for more. Always one to satisfy his urges, he reached into the opening at the collar of her shirt, and cradled her left breast with his hand. He then relieved it from the red cup of fabric restraining it. He bent forward to plop the sensitive tip of her mound in his mouth, and earned a keen moan when he gently bit on it.
Kagura retaliated by slipping her hand deep inside his pants, past his underwear to reach what she was looking for. When her hand wrapped around his length, he thrust his hips forward to increase the contact. While she gently worked him over, she used her other hand to raise his head up to access his lips with her own. While he had had to break off the kiss he was bestowing on one of the favorite part of her anatomy, Sesshoumaru did not complain. He settled for palming the pale breast, and using his fingers to play with its sensitive tip.
“I want to ride you.” Kagura breathed against the dampening skin of his neck once she broke their kiss.
Her request made his lips stretch in a smile. In response he reluctantly leaned back, forcing her to let go of his length, and dragged himself upwards to seat against the large headboard of the bed to face towards his lover. Her breath hitched in her throat when he raised himself to slide off his pants and underwear, revealing his entire lower body to her appreciative gaze.
“My pleasure.”
He had barely spoken the words that Kagura threw her leg over his body to settle on his lap. However before she had a chance to slide herself onto him, he placed both hands on either side of her hips, halting her progression.
“What’s wrong?” She asked him. She was very anxious to complete their coupling, and did not understand why he would try to stop her.
He responded by placing one of his fingers inside her half opened mouth, swirling it around her tongue. He then trailed the wet digit down her body until it reached its destination to her womanhood, and with it gently circled her hidden jewel. His unexpected action caused her to jolt. Had he not steadied her with his free hand, she would have fallen over; not only was she crouched in a precarious position over him, but the white hot pleasure burning through her veins was wrecking havoc on her balance. As he played with her pleasure button, he brought their lips to another long kiss. Only when he felt her tremble in his arms did he stop his caress.
“Now, you are ready to take me.” Kagura had been so close to her release when Sesshoumaru stopped touching her that all she could think about presently was achieving the one perfect moment she was craving. She therefore sunk herself on his length as quickly as possible.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, and lost himself in the sensation of Kagura receiving him in her body. For a long moment she too stayed unmoving to enjoy the fullness inside her. Eventually she did start moving; exercising an up and down motion. As her pace quickened, her one freed breast bounced with the force of her movement. Not that she cared; she was too far gone to even pay attention. Fearing that she may be in some discomfort, Sesshoumaru decided to make things uniform, and made quick work of releasing the other confined breasts by lowering the second cup of her bra. Since he had not bothered earlier with discarding or even completely unbuttoning her shirt, this was the best he could do at the moment.
The young woman shifted her position slightly to anchor herself better. She rested one hand on the top of the headboard next to Sesshoumaru’s head, and the other on his bent knee, which was behind her. Now that she had more purchase, she was able to increase her range of motion, to her lover’s delight. Not one to seat back and let her do all the work, Sesshoumaru placed both of his large hand on her hips, and pumped his hips upwards as she pressed downwards.
Kagura cried out when a particularly deep thrust lodged him again a sensitive part of her. She could feel the spring in her lower abdomen coiling tighter and tighter, but she was unable to climax just yet.
“Sessh…I need…” She panted in pure frustration as she kept working herself over him.
While her thought had not been formulated coherently, he knew exactly what she needed to set her over the edge, and did not waste any time dispensing it.
He relinquished his hold on one of her hips, and used his hand to bring one of her much adored breasts to his waiting mouth. This time he alternated between sucking and biting the tip. The clever fingers of the same hand then reached down to where they were still connected, and pinched the pearl he had been toying with earlier.
“Sesshoumaru!” His efforts were rewarded by a loud cry. Bombarded by so many stimuli at the same time, Kagura had had no choice but to let herself be overcome by pleasure.
Her clenching release was all that was necessary to prompt his own. He threw his head back in complete pleasure, but contrary to his lover, no scream escaped his throat. All feelings exploded in his head. This was a most perfect moment for Sesshoumaru. A jumble of emotions were coursing threw him: an overwhelming joy at the idea that Kagura finally trusted and loved him enough to agree to melt their lives together and confront her father, and of course the feel of having her in his arms. He did allow a small groan to leave his lips when his essence burst forth to fill her body.
Once he was done, Kagura rolled off his body, using what little strength she had left to lay down next to him. Sesshoumaru spared her panting and smiling form a glance from the corner of his eye. A smile stretched his lips before he slid off the bed. In their lustful frenzy they had not bothered with removing all their clothes; a detail he had forgotten. He consequently almost lost his balance due to his pants and underwear still rolled around his ankles.
His stumble did not escape her eyes, and she could not help but laugh whole heartedly. It was after all rare for her to see him in such a vulnerable position. Acting as if he was unaffected by her merriment, he picked up his clothes and rolled them up his body in their proper position. He them padded to the adjacent bathroom.
“You know, I’ll blame you if I walk awkwardly tonight. Bad enough that Kanna convinced me to wear those four inches deathtraps she calls shoes.”
Sesshoumaru reappeared inside the room, looking as composed as ever. Had it not been for his half undone shirt and the wrinkles on his pants, no one could have guessed what had transpired only minutes before.
“Are you hurt?” He asked concerned. “I didn’t mean to be rough.” He added even as he parted Kagura’s legs to gently run a warmed wet towel over her thighs and womanhood.
She had been surprised the first night they had spent together when he had offered her a towel to clean herself up, but she had to admit that she now found his constant concern for her quite cute. She waited until he was done cleaning her, and had disposed of her towel before answering.
“Not really. Besides I have myself to blame too; I was overly excited. After spending the afternoon cooked up inside listening to all these lectures, I needed to blow off some steam.” She punctuated her answer by grabbing a lock of his long silver hair, and bringing his face closer to hers for a kiss. The innocent peck quickly turned into a long exploration of his mouth.
“Kagura…” He warned her once she let go of him. They both knew that they did not have time for a round two.
‘Not to say that he will be safe from me after the ceremony.’ She grinned to herself. “Dinner then? This seaside resort is quite famous for their seafood platter…”
“Let me guess, another candidate for your food critic chronicle?” He asked a faint smile on his face. He had to be honest, he was impressed that she had managed not to speak too much of Shikon Magazine until now.
“You know me too well.” She grinned back at him, a question clear in her crimson eyes.
“Order two servings then. We shall see what the fuss is all about.”
Not needing to be told twice, the young woman bounced off of the bed, and headed towards the desk where the hotel telephone was placed.
“Do put some clothes on before the room service attendant brings up our food.” Sesshoumaru’s comment caused Kagura to look down at her disheveled appearance. Sure enough, her entire lower half was naked, and her shirt was halfway opened, displaying her uncovered breasts.
“Why, jealous?” She teased him, striking a pose and arching her back to display all her charms.
He did not bother voicing his answer with words, and contented himself with a glare. She laughed in response even as she headed towards her pile of discarded clothing.
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Sesshoumaru straightened his bothersome red bow tie one last time. He hated black-tie events, and even the odds of winning an award were not enough to make his current wardrobe more comfortable in his eyes. Pushing away thoughts of his present situation, the journalist knocked on the wooden door in front of which he had just stopped.
“Just a minute!” A female voice came out muffled through the thick door.
While waiting on the other side, he took the opportunity to fuss with his collar some more. He had wasted a long time knotting the bow tie, and knew he would hate himself later on if he undid it now, so he forced himself to let the troublesome piece of fabric in peace.
‘The second this whole charade is over, I will rip this damn thing off.’ He thought to himself gleefully. While being nominated for an award for his work pleased him, he would have rather not attended the ceremony. The only reason for his presence was his wish to please Kagura. He had not missed the way her eyes had lit up at the announcement of his nomination, and like it or not, he tried to do his best to please her.
The door being thrown opened grabbed back his attention.
“Sorry. I couldn’t twist that damn hair in the way that I wanted… nothing lots of gel and hairspray couldn’t fix.” Sesshoumaru was too busy drinking in the sight of Kagura to pay attention to her words. He took a step back to enjoy the full effect.
The young woman was draped in a red one shouldered and curve hugging gown. Its moderately high hemline revealed her shapely legs and feet adorned with the crimson high heeled pumps about which she had complained earlier. Only after he had appreciated her outfit, which matched the color of her eyes perfectly, did he look up at the hair-do she had mentioned. Somehow the high twisted ponytail in which she had tamed her curly hair gave her a youthful look, which he liked.
“I hope this isn’t too much. I told Kanna that even if I was your date tonight, this convention is still a business function…” The way in which Sesshoumaru had silently stared at her for a good minute made her feel self-conscious. Since they had gone from co-workers to lovers to dating, she very rarely put on an effort to get all dolled up on their dates.
‘Not that we often go on actual dates anyway. We’re already like an old couple…’ She reflected on their relationship. Other than the fancy birthday dinner he had invited her to several months back at La Rosa Roja, Sesshoumaru had yet to take her out on a planned romantic outing. They spent most of their time together working or dining at home. They did go see the occasional movie or go to the theater, but most of the time they did spend their evenings at home.
“No no. You look fine.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was not what she had wanted to hear. He blamed his lack of finesse on his present shock. He was after all not used to seeing his girlfriend in anything other than business attire or the more casual and comfortable clothes she favored at home.
“Hum… thanks.” She did her best not to let him know how much she was disappointed by his answer. She had spent a long amount of time making herself look as perfect as possible, and felt like his vocal praise did not match the amount of her efforts.
The down turning of her mouth did not escape his sharp eyes. “I meant to say that you look fantastic.” He raised his hand to run his fingers through her looping ponytail. “In fact you look even more beautiful than that evening you concocted this pretend date to arouse my jealousy after you’d heard I was going to dinner with Touran.”
She flushed at his reminder of her manipulation at the beginning of their involvement. Even if things had ended up in a good way, that had not been one of her finest hour, and she was not eager to be reminded of it. “Well, you don’t look too bad yourself.” In clear need of a distraction, she zoned in on his crooked bowtie, and fixed it.
Once she was done setting up to rights, he leaned forward to press a kiss to her lips. “Thank you.” He breathed against the inviting red skin of her mouth.
But before their lips could actually make contact, she took a step back, pressing her back flush against the door leading to her hotel room.
“Nuh-uh. I just spent forever applying this make up, so don’t mess it up.”
He chuckled at her reaction, but did as complied, and settled for a light peck on her cheek. He acted too fast for her to protest this time around. “You won’t have any excuses once we get back to my room later. If you thought the bed was something, wait until you see my bathtub.”
“I have no intention of resisting. I will be all yours.” The mischievous grin on her lips let him know that their steamy encounter that afternoon had just been an appetizer.
“Now what do we have here?”
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the two journalists were taken by surprise. They both whipped their heads to the side in tandem to look at the newcomer.
“Naraku? What in the hell are you doing here?” Kagura asked shock evident in her voice. She had been too wrapped up into Sesshoumaru to pay attention to her surroundings, and now she felt like she was going to pay for it. She may have agreed to tell her father about her relationship with Sesshoumaru, but she had not intended for him to find out in such a way.
“Well dear daughter of mine, I decided not to miss out on an exciting evening, and seems like I made it just in time for the show.”
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Touga Tashio spared one last look at the report put together by the detective agency. After his meeting with his oldest son over two months ago, he had decided to switch the professionals he went through. The previous agency had after all not known about Kagura, and if Kagome had not mentioned her, the older man might have not found out about his son’s relationship. He was most satisfied with the new agency he which services he had retained as they were most thorough. They provided him with all the information he might need to pursue his plan.
‘I know this is for the best…for Inuyasha and for Sesshoumaru.’ He thought to himself just as he picked up his phone. It may have been late in the day, but he knew the man he needed to speak with would be awake, and more than ready to comply. After all, it wasn’t any day that the millionaire head of the Tashio group called in a favor.
To be continued…
A/N: There you have it. Do I smell drama coming? Will Sesshy win the award, and what the heck is Touga up to? We’ll find out more in next time’s Front Page News.
A/N: My personal goal was to have this chapter posted before the end of the month. The coming weeks will be crazy as the semester comes to an end, so I am so happy to be able to have this done before then. On a brighter note this chapter will have some fluff and Lemon warning, so the faint of heart, be careful. Happy (early) Thanksgiving to all those who celebrate it :)
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'
“So how long are you going to sulk?” Kagura asked as she turned towards her lover. The two of them had been riding in complete silence for the past four hours, and the lack of communication was really getting to her. Ever since they had rolled out of bed, hours before the sun was set to rise, Sesshoumaru had barely exchanged any words with her, and when he did it was only about mundane or necessary things; such as asking her to load his bag in the car, or thanking her for fixing his coffee the way he liked it.
‘To think that I was so excited at the idea of taking this little trip together... Not only is it going to be terrific publicity for Shikon Magazine, but I was most looking forward to spending some alone time with Sesshoumaru in that high end place…’ She reflected unhappily. When her question failed to receive an answer, she reverted her gaze back towards the window on her side of the car. The deep mournful sigh which escaped her lips betrayed how she felt at the moment.
“This Sesshoumaru does not sulk.” He finally unclenched his jaw for the first time in the past two hours. His displeasure showed on how he suddenly pressed harder on the accelerator.
“Ah! So he does talk.” She snorted, amusement far from her tone. Her comment earned her a menacing glare from the corner of his eye. She sighed deeply once more, and decided to try a different approach. “Look, we have a good four hours more to go before we get to the resort. Then we’re going to spend the rest of the weekend in close proximity as well. Don’t you think we could at least talk?”
Without bothering to take his eyes off the long empty highway that stretched out in front of him, Sesshoumaru nodded. “What do you wish to talk about? We have finalized the schedule for the weekend with Naraku…”
“Don’t be an ass.” She cut him off. “You know damn well I don’t mean to talk about work.”
“That would be a change.” The vicious tone he used let her know just how deeply her reaction of the previous night had really cut him, and how much it pained him still.
“Okay, I get it. You’re pissed off at me, and you have a valid reason to be…” She took a deep breath, and allowed herself a small pause. She had spent the entire night tossing, turning and pondering about her present situation. She knew she was on the cusp of change in her life, and that she would have to make a decision, which ever that would be. ‘His request last night might have come out of nowhere, but I know Sesshoumaru. He wouldn’t have suggested anything unless he was sure it was what he wanted, and once he makes a decision, he doesn’t change his mind. I either get on board with the plan, or else…’ Her heart clenched in pain at the idea. Sesshoumaru had become such an integral part of her life, that she could not imagine herself without him. ‘I’m not about to lose him because of my fears. It’s time to go from the frying pan to the fire.’
After one more calming breath, she started speaking again. “I’m not good at this relationship thing. I’ve only had one serious one in my life before you. That was Kouga, and we both know how that one ended…”
Even though he was none too happy with his lover right now, he really didn’t like the way she mentioned her ex boyfriend. Every time she had spoken of Kouga’s betrayal in the past, he had been able to tell in how much pain the young woman still was, and if there was one thing he hated, it was to see his lover hurting. Therefore despite their present disagreement, he could not help but try to offer her some comfort.
“Kagura…” He started speaking, but she interrupted him; she was not done talking. While he was giving her the silent treatment, she had spent the past couple hours thinking about their situation, and as frightening as her choice was, she was sure it was the right one, and she couldn’t wait to let him know about it.
“Yesterday, I panicked when you sprang that question on me out of the blue. I mean, all I wanted was some good love making then falling asleep in your arms, but no, you had to ask me to move in with you.” She could tell he meant to interrupt her this time around, so she quickly added in just one breath. “However, I had most of yesterday night, and this morning to think, and you’re right. I think moving in together would be a good idea.”
He briefly took his eyes away from the opened highway to glance towards his girlfriend. “What about your father?”
She found promising the lack of scorn in his voice, and allowed a small smile to appear on her crimson lips. “Screw him! He’s going to have to deal with the fact that you and I are an item. After the whole Abi episode, and seeing how bonkers her tumultuous relationship with her mom made her, I decided not to let Naraku get on my nerves too much.”
“You are far from being anything like her.” Even as Sesshoumaru spoke he reflected on Kagura’s behavior towards her father in the past two months. He had to admit that since they had exposed the Abi Satoshi scandal, Kagura and Naraku had been getting in fewer arguments. He had inferred it was due to the high revenue and increased readership his story had brought to the magazine, but now he was not so sure anymore. ‘Maybe she has made a conscious effort not to let her father get to her.’ He did in fact recall a particular day when she had preferred going out on a planned dinner with him over answering her father’s summon for another after hours work meeting.
“That may be, but I’ll keep playing nice to dear old dad. Not to say that he will. The second he finds out about us, he’ll probably do what he can to ruin things. I’m sure he’ll get off of professionally pitting us against each other, but we’ll just have to not give him the satisfaction.”
Her declaration of intent made him rejoice. He had for too long worried about how much Kagura cared about her father’s opinion of her, and knew Kanna felt the same way. Something told him the small pale haired woman would also cheer at her sister’s new positive outlook.
Despite the fact that he enjoyed the changes in his girlfriend, he could not help but make sure she was certain about her decision. “Kagura, you do realize that refusing to move in with me will not result in us breaking up. I would not want you to feel pressured to live with me if you do not wish to.” He felt obliged to point that out, even if it did echo his feelings. He would hate for her to agree to his proposal only out of fear.
She smiled at the uncertainty she could feel emanating from him. “I know that. I thought about the situation, and it makes sense. We spend most of our time together already, so maintaining two households doesn’t feel right. Not to mention that there will be benefits. I will have my own personal clean freak, and won’t have to clean up any more. That and constant easy access to your body will make me very happy.”
Although he scoffed at her teasing word, he could not help but feel elated. A small part of him had feared that she had agreed only because she felt like he had given her an ultimatum, but now his fears were laid to rest. As hard as he tried to suppress it, the ghost of a smile suddenly appeared on his lips as he thought about the domestic life he was to lead with the woman he loved. He didn’t want her to know how much her acceptance had meant to him, but he was betrayed by his body. In face the slight upturning of his mouth spread wider at the idea that he too would have continuous access to Kagura’s body.
His joyful expression did not escape the young woman’s keen eyes. She was glad to see how happily he had taken her news, but decided to list her conditions now so as to get them out of the way. “I might have agreed, but you should know that this moving in business won’t happen overnight.” She noticed his arched eyebrow, and quickly added. “I’m not already getting cold feet. I’m just thinking about logistics.”
“Logistics?” He echoed. His eyes lowered to the GPS plugged into his car’s console, and he double-checked on the directions before selecting the correct freeway to merge into.
She quickly reviewed the list of items she had come up with earlier in the day before deciding to enumerate them aloud. “First of all, I am not giving up my condo. I love it, I completely remodeled it last year, and I’m almost done paying for it. Besides it’s bigger that the shoe box you call an apartment.”
“My apartment is not a shoebox. It has more than enough space for myself.” He had to admit that his apartment was more about convenience than anything else. Unlike Kagura he was not crazy about the place where he lived.
“Exactly!” She agreed with enthusiasm. “You’ve just proven my point. The place certainly doesn’t have enough space for me…I have a lot of stuff.”
He nodded his assent as he could argue with her last statement whole-heartedly. “This is not an issue. I can find a tenant for my apartment. It is in a very good location, and fairly close to the Edo University campus, so I know it won’t be hard to find someone to move into it.”
“Tenant?” She echoed with surprise, then when things clicked into place she exclaimed completely incredulous. “You own the shoebox? You actually bought that apartment?!”
He was not amused by her flabbergasted expression, and did not mask his displeasure when he answered. “Of course I do. Why would I pay rent every month? Buying the place was a great investment. The price of real estate in the area has grown steadily in the past few years as the university’s popularity grew.”
“Sorry I didn’t mean to ruffle your feathers.” She relented. Since she had a feeling she was treading in dangerous waters, she changed the subject. “Seriously though, I am keeping all my stuff. You can use the empty spare bedroom in the condo to make yourself a man-cave if you want, but other than that, I am in charge of decorations. I’ve seen what you can do on your own.” A shudder went through her at thinking about the ugly and massive dog demon painting that adorned one of the walls of his living room. She simply could not imagine it fitting in with the soft oriental style of her own living room. ‘He can do whatever he wants with that empty room. It’s not like I’ll be using it any time soon anyways.’ She then reflected. When she had originally picked her condo, she had planned on using the spare bedroom as either a guest room, or a study. However her only guests, Kanna and her family, were never overnight visitors, and she found that she enjoyed working in the living room much better after all. She presently used the room as a storage facility, but could just as easily give her boyfriend use of it.
“I have impeccable taste.” Sesshoumaru retorted, even as he pictured the one reason for Kagura’s dire warning. ‘I truly do not see what she has against the painting.’ He thought to himself. As of late, every time she spent the night at his place, she never failed to comment on it.
“Yay yay, keep telling yourself that…” Since she felt she had teased him enough, especially considering how strained things had been between them before, she decided to switch the focus of the conversation; however, he beat her to it.
“In any case I could contribute the money from the rent to helping pay your mortgage.” The light traffic he was driving through allowed him to shift his attention away from the road and towards his lover. He knew that she would not take his proposal easily. Sure enough, the young woman’s entire body stiffened.
‘She, just like me, enjoys her independence. I know it will not be easy for us to merge our lives together, but I am sure that in time we will find a correct balance.’
“Well…”
“Kagura.” He cut off what he was sure would be a protest from her. He lowered one of his hands from the wheel to take a hold of her clenching left hand. “Everything will be fine. We will just share things equitably. I may agree to live in your condo, but I don’t intend to be a kept man. We will have to split costs.”
She briefly wondered if she had offended him by being dismissive towards his possible contributions. She squeezed his hand in silent apology, but had to release it to allow him to steer the vehicle.
“Sorry honey, but that’s a given. I don’t make enough money to take care of you, and if that’s what you were looking for, then you’ve got the wrong woman.” Since they shared the same position, they both knew all too well that being editor at Shikon Magazine meant they did not make tons of money. “I guess we’ll have to compromise. I will allow you to pay some of the bills as well as bring some things over, like your dining room set. Your table is much sturdier than mine, and that could come in handy.” Her witty comment did make him crack a brief smile. He recalled all too clearly how during a very passionate pre-dinner exchange, they had tested just how much weight and movement his dining room table could endure only a week ago.
“Indeed.”
Kagura smiled to herself upon hearing his response. Now that she had made up her mind, and that she had told her lover what she thought, she felt completely at peace with herself. She stretched as much as she could in the small confines of Sesshoumaru’s front seat. Now that all the previous tension had escaped, she could finally look forward to their weekend.
“Don’t tell me you’re already tired. We’re not even halfway to our destination.”
She turned to give him a coy smile. “I was just thinking about the activities we could plan on Sunday morning. We have a couple meetings lined up with some advertisers, but since the ceremony and the lectures will be done, the convention should be pretty quiet. We’ll be able to have some alone time before we head out on the road. I figured we could book one of those couple’s massages the resort is so famous for.”
“Massage?” He echoed in clear disbelief. “What makes you think I would ever subject myself to this?”
She laughed out loud at his reaction. “Now, don’t be so grouchy. You might enjoy it. Besides I’m sure it would do wonders towards helping you relax. You’re quite a tense person.” She punctuated the end of her sentence with a light poke to his ribs.
“Utterly ridiculous.” He snorted before shifting his focus. “Now keep your eyes on the road, and look for a rest area. We will stop for a quick lunch.” And that, she knew would be the end of the discussion.
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Sesshoumaru drained his glass of scotch, and settled himself on one of the plush armchairs adorning his hotel room. He had allowed himself one drink to help perk him up after the long day he had had. After long hours of driving, he and Kagura had finally arriving at the resort. They had then spent the better part of the rest of the afternoon attending mandatory lectures, followed by meetings they had set up with the first batch of advertisers. Since they had run a bit late due to a prolonged lunch break, as soon as they had arrived and checked in at the resort, they had had to jump into the activities. It was only now that he allowed himself some down time. As soon as he had gotten the opportunity, he had run for the safety and privacy of his room. Since the participants were to attend the award ceremony that evening, no other activities for the convention were planned that afternoon; something he was thankful for.
He buried his hand into his pocket, and retrieved the folded piece of paper he had been scribbling on during the lecture on profit maximizing. He had found the subject matter tedious and the presenter dull, and if participation had not been mandatory, he certainly would not have attended at all. He had therefore decided to focus his attention on something else, despite the way Kagura glared at him for his obvious lack of attention. He critically scanned once over his neat writing, and found his previous changes most satisfactory. Only then did he put down the note card on the table.
‘I am quite certain I will not win that award, but if I do, I aim to be prepared.’ Due to his position as a nominee, he felt obligated to come up with a brief thank you speech in case his name was called on stage; he hated nothing more but to be caught under prepared.
His revision session was interrupted by a knock on his door. He only knew of one other person presently in the hotel who could wish to see him, so he did not hesitate.
“Come in Kagura, it’s opened.”
Sure enough, the young woman strolled into the opulent suite. She let out an appreciative whistle as she went through the living area to reach Sesshoumaru in the large bedroom.
“Damn. Your suite is even nicer than mine. Not that I’m complaining. Even my room is a real step up from our last business trip. This place is so top notch that you would know Naraku would never have signed off on it if the magazine had had to pay.” Kagura exclaimed as she headed for the window to see which section of the beautiful and secluded resort Sesshoumaru’s room window opened to. “If you hadn’t been nominated for an award, there’s no way Naraku would have agreed on letting us attend the convention.”
Since he knew all too well of their boss’s stingy nature, Sesshoumaru could only agree. His golden eyes followed in faint amusement as Kagura silently inspected the rest of his suite. When she came back in the bedroom, and perched herself on his bed, he was very tempted to join her. He knew however that they would soon have to go grab a quick dinner before getting ready for the evening’s big event. While food was to be served during the award ceremony, he did not intend to stuff his face while surrounded by his peers.
“This bed is so comfy.” Kagura sighed appreciatively. She bounced eagerly on the soft mattress a few times to emphasize her point. “It will make for a nice celebratory romp once you win us that award later on. I will make myself very appreciative towards my big winner.”
“You are co-editor of the magazine. If the Miko powder piece wins the award, it will be yours as much as mine.”
Kagura batted her hand in clear dismissal at his reminder. She knew that he was trying not to hurt her feeling, but she also was aware that her only contributions to the article had been revisions, not enough to make her a pivotal part of the process. ‘I know that I only got into the convention as Sesshoumaru’s plus one guest.’ While only a year ago the thought of Sesshoumaru being nominated for such a prestigious award would have made her want to tear his hair out, and jealousy course through her veins, she was now actually genuinely happy for him, and extremely proud to be able to accompany him. Since she saw no point in continuing with that conversation, she decided to change the subject. “Anyways, Yukiyo will be ecstatic. I managed to corner that Emi Yamada starlet in the hotel lobby on my way over here, and got him an autograph.”
‘Just as much as his wife will be when she finds out that I managed to convince Kagura to move in with me.’ Something told him that Kanna would rejoice even more than him at the big change in her older sister’s life. He had not forgotten the little display she had gone through the trouble of setting up the previous evening. ‘I am sure that the only thing that could tromp this would be telling her that Kagura is pregnant.’ He did not know when, but at some point it had become a certainty to him that he and Kagura were in for the long haul. When it came to them having children together, it was therefore not a question of ‘if’, but rather ‘when’.
“You have the strangest look on your face. What were you thinking about?” Her question caused him to put back in place his usual cool unemotional mask.
He was about to answer with his trademark ‘nothing’, but finally decided again it.
“You are messing up my bed.” His response caused her red lips to stretch in a wide smile.
“Then you better help me make it all right. Come here big boy.” She beckoned him with a flexed finger. Even if he had wanted to, which he did not, it would have been impossible for him to resist the way in which she was looking at him.
“You know this wasn’t what I meant.” They both knew quite well that while he had not been referring to sex in any way shape or form, her answer indicated it was precisely what se had on her mind. “We do not have time to fool around, or have you forgotten we have a ceremony to get ready for. We have yet to have dinner as well.” Despite his faint protests, he did join her on the bed.
“We have lots of time, and I find myself hungry for something other than food right now.” She commented even as her clever hands started roaming all over his body. “Besides we can always order food in. That’s what room service is for honey... Actually I wouldn’t say no to some whip cream right about now.”
Any other protest he might have formulated found itself dead as soon as Kagura linked their lips in a passionate kiss. To ensure he wasn’t going anywhere, she went as far as to wrap her arms around his neck. Sure enough it didn’t take him long to respond most enthusiastically. She did not protest when he plunged his tongue deep in her mouth, and moaned eagerly at his gentle caress. They broke their kiss when it became evident that oxygen would be needed for their starving lungs.
He may have been reluctant before, but one would never have been able to tell by the way Sesshoumaru fervently divested his girlfriend from her clothing. He only interrupted his busy work to lay a few kisses and caresses to her smooth skin. During the boring lecture they had had to attend before, while she had dutifully taken notes, he had fantasized a time or two about peeling the different layers of Kagura’s professional business suit, and now he had the pleasure of doing it in reality. Therefore even if they were in a hurry, he did take his time removing her suit jacket. Contrary to his usual neat ways, he threw away the article of clothing towards the armchair where he had been settled in only minutes before. Next came off her boots and socks; he took the liberty of gently running his fingers up and down the sensitive skin of her calves, causing her body to break out in shivers. It was only when he removed her prim dark slacks and lacy underwear that she reacted.
“Don’t you think you’re a little overdressed?” She asked him, the sweetest smile on her lips. He placed a kiss to her mouth before offering an answer.
“My shoes are off.”
Kagura chuckled, and could not help but wonder when exactly he had taken the time to remove them.
‘Must have been too distracted to notice.’
“Well, you are a clean freak. Something tells me you’re the kind who gets nightmares at the idea of putting dirty shoes on your pristine sheets.” He decided to ignore her mocking words since even as she spoke she started undoing the buttons of his shirt. When she placed kisses all over his exposed torso, all thoughts fled his mind. Without bothering to remove his shirt, she slid her palms down his chest, and reached down to unbuckle his pants.
“Though I have to say, I don’t mind the half naked part.”
Sesshoumaru had to admit that he too found very erotic the sight of Kagura only in her half open dress shirt. He was tantalized with a partial view of her lacy red bra, and it made him hungry for more. Always one to satisfy his urges, he reached into the opening at the collar of her shirt, and cradled her left breast with his hand. He then relieved it from the red cup of fabric restraining it. He bent forward to plop the sensitive tip of her mound in his mouth, and earned a keen moan when he gently bit on it.
Kagura retaliated by slipping her hand deep inside his pants, past his underwear to reach what she was looking for. When her hand wrapped around his length, he thrust his hips forward to increase the contact. While she gently worked him over, she used her other hand to raise his head up to access his lips with her own. While he had had to break off the kiss he was bestowing on one of the favorite part of her anatomy, Sesshoumaru did not complain. He settled for palming the pale breast, and using his fingers to play with its sensitive tip.
“I want to ride you.” Kagura breathed against the dampening skin of his neck once she broke their kiss.
Her request made his lips stretch in a smile. In response he reluctantly leaned back, forcing her to let go of his length, and dragged himself upwards to seat against the large headboard of the bed to face towards his lover. Her breath hitched in her throat when he raised himself to slide off his pants and underwear, revealing his entire lower body to her appreciative gaze.
“My pleasure.”
He had barely spoken the words that Kagura threw her leg over his body to settle on his lap. However before she had a chance to slide herself onto him, he placed both hands on either side of her hips, halting her progression.
“What’s wrong?” She asked him. She was very anxious to complete their coupling, and did not understand why he would try to stop her.
He responded by placing one of his fingers inside her half opened mouth, swirling it around her tongue. He then trailed the wet digit down her body until it reached its destination to her womanhood, and with it gently circled her hidden jewel. His unexpected action caused her to jolt. Had he not steadied her with his free hand, she would have fallen over; not only was she crouched in a precarious position over him, but the white hot pleasure burning through her veins was wrecking havoc on her balance. As he played with her pleasure button, he brought their lips to another long kiss. Only when he felt her tremble in his arms did he stop his caress.
“Now, you are ready to take me.” Kagura had been so close to her release when Sesshoumaru stopped touching her that all she could think about presently was achieving the one perfect moment she was craving. She therefore sunk herself on his length as quickly as possible.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, and lost himself in the sensation of Kagura receiving him in her body. For a long moment she too stayed unmoving to enjoy the fullness inside her. Eventually she did start moving; exercising an up and down motion. As her pace quickened, her one freed breast bounced with the force of her movement. Not that she cared; she was too far gone to even pay attention. Fearing that she may be in some discomfort, Sesshoumaru decided to make things uniform, and made quick work of releasing the other confined breasts by lowering the second cup of her bra. Since he had not bothered earlier with discarding or even completely unbuttoning her shirt, this was the best he could do at the moment.
The young woman shifted her position slightly to anchor herself better. She rested one hand on the top of the headboard next to Sesshoumaru’s head, and the other on his bent knee, which was behind her. Now that she had more purchase, she was able to increase her range of motion, to her lover’s delight. Not one to seat back and let her do all the work, Sesshoumaru placed both of his large hand on her hips, and pumped his hips upwards as she pressed downwards.
Kagura cried out when a particularly deep thrust lodged him again a sensitive part of her. She could feel the spring in her lower abdomen coiling tighter and tighter, but she was unable to climax just yet.
“Sessh…I need…” She panted in pure frustration as she kept working herself over him.
While her thought had not been formulated coherently, he knew exactly what she needed to set her over the edge, and did not waste any time dispensing it.
He relinquished his hold on one of her hips, and used his hand to bring one of her much adored breasts to his waiting mouth. This time he alternated between sucking and biting the tip. The clever fingers of the same hand then reached down to where they were still connected, and pinched the pearl he had been toying with earlier.
“Sesshoumaru!” His efforts were rewarded by a loud cry. Bombarded by so many stimuli at the same time, Kagura had had no choice but to let herself be overcome by pleasure.
Her clenching release was all that was necessary to prompt his own. He threw his head back in complete pleasure, but contrary to his lover, no scream escaped his throat. All feelings exploded in his head. This was a most perfect moment for Sesshoumaru. A jumble of emotions were coursing threw him: an overwhelming joy at the idea that Kagura finally trusted and loved him enough to agree to melt their lives together and confront her father, and of course the feel of having her in his arms. He did allow a small groan to leave his lips when his essence burst forth to fill her body.
Once he was done, Kagura rolled off his body, using what little strength she had left to lay down next to him. Sesshoumaru spared her panting and smiling form a glance from the corner of his eye. A smile stretched his lips before he slid off the bed. In their lustful frenzy they had not bothered with removing all their clothes; a detail he had forgotten. He consequently almost lost his balance due to his pants and underwear still rolled around his ankles.
His stumble did not escape her eyes, and she could not help but laugh whole heartedly. It was after all rare for her to see him in such a vulnerable position. Acting as if he was unaffected by her merriment, he picked up his clothes and rolled them up his body in their proper position. He them padded to the adjacent bathroom.
“You know, I’ll blame you if I walk awkwardly tonight. Bad enough that Kanna convinced me to wear those four inches deathtraps she calls shoes.”
Sesshoumaru reappeared inside the room, looking as composed as ever. Had it not been for his half undone shirt and the wrinkles on his pants, no one could have guessed what had transpired only minutes before.
“Are you hurt?” He asked concerned. “I didn’t mean to be rough.” He added even as he parted Kagura’s legs to gently run a warmed wet towel over her thighs and womanhood.
She had been surprised the first night they had spent together when he had offered her a towel to clean herself up, but she had to admit that she now found his constant concern for her quite cute. She waited until he was done cleaning her, and had disposed of her towel before answering.
“Not really. Besides I have myself to blame too; I was overly excited. After spending the afternoon cooked up inside listening to all these lectures, I needed to blow off some steam.” She punctuated her answer by grabbing a lock of his long silver hair, and bringing his face closer to hers for a kiss. The innocent peck quickly turned into a long exploration of his mouth.
“Kagura…” He warned her once she let go of him. They both knew that they did not have time for a round two.
‘Not to say that he will be safe from me after the ceremony.’ She grinned to herself. “Dinner then? This seaside resort is quite famous for their seafood platter…”
“Let me guess, another candidate for your food critic chronicle?” He asked a faint smile on his face. He had to be honest, he was impressed that she had managed not to speak too much of Shikon Magazine until now.
“You know me too well.” She grinned back at him, a question clear in her crimson eyes.
“Order two servings then. We shall see what the fuss is all about.”
Not needing to be told twice, the young woman bounced off of the bed, and headed towards the desk where the hotel telephone was placed.
“Do put some clothes on before the room service attendant brings up our food.” Sesshoumaru’s comment caused Kagura to look down at her disheveled appearance. Sure enough, her entire lower half was naked, and her shirt was halfway opened, displaying her uncovered breasts.
“Why, jealous?” She teased him, striking a pose and arching her back to display all her charms.
He did not bother voicing his answer with words, and contented himself with a glare. She laughed in response even as she headed towards her pile of discarded clothing.
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Sesshoumaru straightened his bothersome red bow tie one last time. He hated black-tie events, and even the odds of winning an award were not enough to make his current wardrobe more comfortable in his eyes. Pushing away thoughts of his present situation, the journalist knocked on the wooden door in front of which he had just stopped.
“Just a minute!” A female voice came out muffled through the thick door.
While waiting on the other side, he took the opportunity to fuss with his collar some more. He had wasted a long time knotting the bow tie, and knew he would hate himself later on if he undid it now, so he forced himself to let the troublesome piece of fabric in peace.
‘The second this whole charade is over, I will rip this damn thing off.’ He thought to himself gleefully. While being nominated for an award for his work pleased him, he would have rather not attended the ceremony. The only reason for his presence was his wish to please Kagura. He had not missed the way her eyes had lit up at the announcement of his nomination, and like it or not, he tried to do his best to please her.
The door being thrown opened grabbed back his attention.
“Sorry. I couldn’t twist that damn hair in the way that I wanted… nothing lots of gel and hairspray couldn’t fix.” Sesshoumaru was too busy drinking in the sight of Kagura to pay attention to her words. He took a step back to enjoy the full effect.
The young woman was draped in a red one shouldered and curve hugging gown. Its moderately high hemline revealed her shapely legs and feet adorned with the crimson high heeled pumps about which she had complained earlier. Only after he had appreciated her outfit, which matched the color of her eyes perfectly, did he look up at the hair-do she had mentioned. Somehow the high twisted ponytail in which she had tamed her curly hair gave her a youthful look, which he liked.
“I hope this isn’t too much. I told Kanna that even if I was your date tonight, this convention is still a business function…” The way in which Sesshoumaru had silently stared at her for a good minute made her feel self-conscious. Since they had gone from co-workers to lovers to dating, she very rarely put on an effort to get all dolled up on their dates.
‘Not that we often go on actual dates anyway. We’re already like an old couple…’ She reflected on their relationship. Other than the fancy birthday dinner he had invited her to several months back at La Rosa Roja, Sesshoumaru had yet to take her out on a planned romantic outing. They spent most of their time together working or dining at home. They did go see the occasional movie or go to the theater, but most of the time they did spend their evenings at home.
“No no. You look fine.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was not what she had wanted to hear. He blamed his lack of finesse on his present shock. He was after all not used to seeing his girlfriend in anything other than business attire or the more casual and comfortable clothes she favored at home.
“Hum… thanks.” She did her best not to let him know how much she was disappointed by his answer. She had spent a long amount of time making herself look as perfect as possible, and felt like his vocal praise did not match the amount of her efforts.
The down turning of her mouth did not escape his sharp eyes. “I meant to say that you look fantastic.” He raised his hand to run his fingers through her looping ponytail. “In fact you look even more beautiful than that evening you concocted this pretend date to arouse my jealousy after you’d heard I was going to dinner with Touran.”
She flushed at his reminder of her manipulation at the beginning of their involvement. Even if things had ended up in a good way, that had not been one of her finest hour, and she was not eager to be reminded of it. “Well, you don’t look too bad yourself.” In clear need of a distraction, she zoned in on his crooked bowtie, and fixed it.
Once she was done setting up to rights, he leaned forward to press a kiss to her lips. “Thank you.” He breathed against the inviting red skin of her mouth.
But before their lips could actually make contact, she took a step back, pressing her back flush against the door leading to her hotel room.
“Nuh-uh. I just spent forever applying this make up, so don’t mess it up.”
He chuckled at her reaction, but did as complied, and settled for a light peck on her cheek. He acted too fast for her to protest this time around. “You won’t have any excuses once we get back to my room later. If you thought the bed was something, wait until you see my bathtub.”
“I have no intention of resisting. I will be all yours.” The mischievous grin on her lips let him know that their steamy encounter that afternoon had just been an appetizer.
“Now what do we have here?”
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the two journalists were taken by surprise. They both whipped their heads to the side in tandem to look at the newcomer.
“Naraku? What in the hell are you doing here?” Kagura asked shock evident in her voice. She had been too wrapped up into Sesshoumaru to pay attention to her surroundings, and now she felt like she was going to pay for it. She may have agreed to tell her father about her relationship with Sesshoumaru, but she had not intended for him to find out in such a way.
“Well dear daughter of mine, I decided not to miss out on an exciting evening, and seems like I made it just in time for the show.”
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Touga Tashio spared one last look at the report put together by the detective agency. After his meeting with his oldest son over two months ago, he had decided to switch the professionals he went through. The previous agency had after all not known about Kagura, and if Kagome had not mentioned her, the older man might have not found out about his son’s relationship. He was most satisfied with the new agency he which services he had retained as they were most thorough. They provided him with all the information he might need to pursue his plan.
‘I know this is for the best…for Inuyasha and for Sesshoumaru.’ He thought to himself just as he picked up his phone. It may have been late in the day, but he knew the man he needed to speak with would be awake, and more than ready to comply. After all, it wasn’t any day that the millionaire head of the Tashio group called in a favor.
To be continued…
A/N: There you have it. Do I smell drama coming? Will Sesshy win the award, and what the heck is Touga up to? We’ll find out more in next time’s Front Page News.