InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sex, Dogs & Videotape ❯ Coming Home ( Chapter 1 )

Sex, Dogs & Videotape

by ButterYasha & Fenikkusuken

 

 

ButterYasha A/N: Feni and I tied for last quarter's IYFG “Best Lemon” Award and I decided to use that as an excuse to stalk her. I like stalking Feni; it's fun. So I let slip to Forthrightly - Challenge Queen of LJ - that I thought we needed a `lemon-off' and she played right into my little plan, inviting Feni and I to co-host her Valentine's Lemon Challenge. With this as the excuse I snuggled up to Feni one night on email and said cooperation was really more fun than competition and wouldn't she like to co-write something? Hottie that she is, she accepted my offer in the spirit it was flirted and let me goad her into a little something raunchy (yeah, a lot of the raunch is hers, don't let her fool you.) We even developed some of the dialog on IM one day (you get to guess which dialog.) Before we knew it, we were plotting out future chapters of the executive inus' global sexploits. So, Feni, thanks for letting me seduce you so shamelessly and for entertaining my offer to wet your panties. I assure you the favor was returned - uh - so to speak. And thanks to Forth for giving us the excuse to take each other to new heights in smut. Some of you might recognize a few private jokes from our other writings buried in here. All intentional, we're really having fun with this one. Enjoy!

 

Fenikkusuken A/N: Ladies, if any of you ever get the chance to co-write with Butter, don't turn it down. He's raunchy, relentless, inventive and one hell of a lot of fun! Can't wait to do it again… and again… and again… er, yeah. *ahem*. He's challenging, I'll give him that; I used vocabulary in this fic I've never typed before. Ever. Made me blush every time I did some editing, but what can you do when a sexed-up hanyou is growling in your ear?

 

Butter had always wanted to try an AU setting, since he's usually found prowling the Sengoku Jidai or Kagome's house; he asked me to join him in this little smutfest because of certain porny crack!fics I sometimes admit to writing. This fic started out as a straight-up PWP, but before we knew it, we had a whole posse of plot bunnies perched on our laps, and we ended up writing a Porn With Plot… we didn't mean to. Honest. The ideas just kept, uh, `coming'. We have some naughty interludes planned for Inuyasha and Kagome as well as Sesshoumaru and (adult) Rin; we hope you enjoy reading this as much as we did writing it!

 

NC-17 Warning: This is a straight-up, unabashed and detailed lemon; please do not read if you are offended by coarse language and descriptions of fairly explicit sexual intercourse between consenting adult characters.

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Neither of us own the characters from Inuyasha; they all belong
to Rumiko Takahashi, who is a brave soul for allowing us to do what we do to
them.

 

The crossposting of this fic under both our names at all the usual sites is intentional. We wrote it together, so we post together.

 

Chapter 1: Coming Home

 

“Oi, girl! Where the hell are you?” Kagome heard Inuyasha's welcome voice, small and tinny from the cell phone pinched between her shoulder and ear as she struggled to fish her subway fare card from her pocket to the card reader before the idiot behind her blew a gasket.

 

“Hey, dog-boy! Wait a sec… I can't hear you very well. The phone's slipping!” She yelped as she caught the phone and switched it to the other ear while hoisting her purse and briefcase back onto her shoulder, halting their slow descent down her arm.

 

“Where's your fucking Pinktooth?” he grumbled impatiently.

 

“Just hang on, okay?” She found the fare card, waved it at the reader and slipped through the electronic turnstile before wedging herself up against the side of the tunnel and fumbling with her Pinktooth earpiece, inserting it and stashing her brand new Shikon Pocket Jewel cell phone back in her purse rather haphazardly. Heading back into the crush of people she shouted over the noise of the crowd. “I'm at Penn Station. I'll be home in about an hour.”

 

“An hour?” His growl sent a happy little shiver down her spine and brought a smile to her lips. “I can't wait an hour, girl!”

 

We're finally in the same city together! “You've waited three months…” She felt an old stab of unreasonable fear and the smile fell away; she unconsciously touched the twist of gold and diamonds adorning her left hand. “Haven't you…?”

 

“Hell, yes! I've waited too fucking long.” Relief sent the little shivers skating up and down her body again. “The last month was excruciatingly long in the company of my asshole brother who was an even bigger jerk than usual thanks to that fucked up product launch last week along with that snotty blogster that tanked our market share overnight… I told him not to make them pink… Fuck! I don't want to talk about work! Get your cute little ass the hell here!” His voice dropped into that lower register guaranteed to make her cheeks glow with a surge of heat. “For the whole friggin' sixteen hour plane ride I had a raging hard-on just thinking about coming home to you and I can't wait much longer, girl, or I'm gonna cream my pants right here in the kitchen. Get your ass home now.”

 

“I'm coming-“

 

“You better not be!”

 

“I mean I'm coming home!” Kagome giggled, sure everyone crushing into her in the subway tunnel looked right through the giddy grin on her face and knew exactly what she was thinking; they just weren't showing it on their sour, end-of-the-week faces. “But you're gonna have to wait. It's pouring rain, there aren't any cabs and the subway's packed. You'll just have to hold on a little longer.” Listening to his growl of frustration, her eyes took on an even more anticipatory gleam. They always teased each other like this, flirting and talking dirty while on the final countdown to mind-blowing homecoming sex when one of them returned from a long trip. Last time he nailed me in the elevator. “Don't be an impatient pup, Inuyasha… you know it'll be worth the wait…” she purred. “You can hold it, can't you?”

 

“No. And don't call me that.” He's really crankyif he doesn't even want to play our private little nicknamegame … must be totally horny though… “I'm tired of holding it myself; I need you to hold it.” Yep. Horny all right. The hunger in his voice ignited the welcome return of wet heat simmering between her thighs.

 

“You want me to hold it?” she murmured seductively and then noticed the strange glance directed at her from the old man walking beside her. She blushed.

 

“Yeah. You.”

 

“How hard do you want me to hold it?” This time it was a woman walking towards her who gave her an odd look and a wide berth; she barely stifled a giggle.

 

“Fucking hard. Really… fucking… hard,” he growled again. “No way am I waiting an hour. Call a limo.”

 

“What?” She caught sight of the tunnel to her subway line and moved into the incredibly slow herd of people merging in that direction. “I can't call a limo! I work for myself, remember? Not some global conglomerate that pisses away more money every day than I earn in a year.” Gotcha right in the family business, dog-boy!

 

“Then I'll call the stupid limo,” he growled. “Inu Industries paid for a direct flight from Tokyo and a New York taxi to get my dick to the apartment, but I ain't really home `til I'm in you. My asshole brother can cough up a company car to get me all the way home! You're only a couple of blocks from the garage…” There was a pause while Kagome listened to him work the laptop, his long claws clicking noisily on the keys. “Argh. Stupid fucking email alert… die! Okay… done. It'll be at Thirty Fourth Street in five minutes. Give the driver your name and when you get your ass in that car call me back!”

 

Kagome laughed and turned back into the sea of people, annoying at least three of them as she reversed direction and headed towards the street exit, a huge grin lighting up her face. She barely resisted the urge to punch her fist in the air and whoop. Hot damn! Hot sex with a hot inu in twenty minutes or less!

 

The rain pounded down on her as she slogged up the stairs, soaking her to the skin. Why didn't I pay attention to the weather channel this morning? She first muttered a curse at the weather gods and then breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the top of the stairs and glimpsed the onyx-black limo humming patiently in the empty taxi line, the wipers steadily clearing its windows with beats echoing her pounding heart as she ran across the sidewalk in the driving storm.

 

Thumping on the slick glass of a heavily tinted window, she quickly caught the attention of a slender, somewhat effeminate uniformed man lounging in the driver's seat. Arching his delicate eyebrows under long, chestnut brown bangs, he rolled down the window about an inch. Since when do men wear blue eyeliner? Kagome wondered.

 

“Can I help you?” he asked cautiously, eyeing her up and down as though assessing her ability to steal his date at a gay bar. Kagome didn't care for the way his eyes slid downward from her face to focus critically on the straining contents of her wet shirt. She blushed hotly, not because he was looking at her breasts, but because he seemed to be `tsk-tsking' the style of her blouse.

 

“Kagome Higurashi. Can I get in before I freeze to death?”

 

“Of course, Ms. Higurashi.” His eyes snapped away from perusing her clothing. The driver slid out from behind the wheel and popped a large umbrella up over her head as he led her to the rear of the stretch limo. The attempt to keep her dry was too little too late, but she appreciated it anyway as he opened the door with a flourish. “My name's Jakotsu, Miss Higurashi. You can adjust the heat in the compartment, and there is a blanket available in the cupboard.” He held the umbrella over the open door so she could step in without getting wet and she noticed a large gold ring prominently displayed on his left hand. “If you need anything, just press the intercom button over there. I'll be able to hear you up front,” he added in his odd, highly-pitched voice.

 

“Thank you.” She paused in mid-step and looked up at him, noticing the way the rainwater had smudged his eyeliner into trailing blue triangles under each eye. “You know where you're going, right?”

 

“Yes, ma'am.” Smiling confidently, he touched the brim of his hat and closed the door firmly behind her.

 

The sounds of traffic and the chill of the rain were instantly blocked off inside the limo's roomy, warm and luxurious interior. This must be the car that Sesshomaru uses when he comes to town… nice! Saves the good stuff for himself, the prick. She slung her purse and briefcase with her laptop in it onto the floor and settled back into the butter-soft black leather rear seat, tugging at the wet skirt where it clung snugly to the contours of her thighs while taking in her cushy surroundings. There was a matching black leather bench seat facing her from the other side of the compartment, at least ten feet away. Kicking off her soaked heels, she wriggled her cold toes into the thick carpet. So clean and soft… not terribly practical without floor mats… but I doubt this car is used very much. A very wicked grin crossed her face. I wonder if it's ever been `christened'…? Maybe we could borrow it for a `city lights' tour sometime. That idea made her giggle as the car moved slowly into traffic and she noticed that while the tinted windows effectively blocked prying eyes, they gave her a clear view of the rain-slicked city and the hoards of wet, cranky commuters bustling to get home and out of the storm.

 

Her purse vibrated and then started ringing loudly - at subway volume - making her jump and then paw around in the bag to locate her Shikon Jewel. Finally, she snagged it from inside her appointment book and flipped it open.

 

“Horny, are we?” she laughed. “You told me to call you!”

 

“You took too long, and I am so fucking horny… I'm ready to hump Buyo,” he growled in frustration. “And he knows it, too; he just squeezed his fat ass under the sofa. Where are you?”

 

Kagome looked out and saw a large wall of brown granite and tinted windows shimmer through the pounding rain. “Can't tell.” Leaning forward, she tried to peer up the façade to identify which building paralleled her route, but was defeated by the angle. “Still downtown, I think… on Broadway, but I can't really see-“

 

“Whatever.” His tone shifted a little and became tense. “I think I fucked up.”

 

“What's wrong?” She dumped her purse back on the floor and began running her fingers through her wet hair, moving it away from her face and neck.

 

“Your driver just called,” Inuyasha grumbled. “He said there's a pile-up on Fifth so he's gonna have to go all the way over to the East Side to get around it. Probably gonna take more than an hour.” She heard an extremely irritated noise and what sounded like the countertop being drummed by his claws. “Fuck.”

 

“Aw, crap… well, you tried, koibito.” Kagome prodded her discarded shoes with her toe, looking over the soaked leather with a jaundiced expression. Looks like those are shot… damn! My favourite heels, too!

 

“Keh.” He sounded defeated, and she sought for something to say that would cheer him up, but was forestalled by an excited, “Oi! I got an idea!”

 

“Another one?” she asked absently, flapping the wet front of her blouse away from her skin and wincing when she realized that even her bra was soaked.

 

“You're alone in there, right?” he asked, and his voice took on that intimate rumble that made her knees go weak.

 

“Uh, yeah… shouldn't I be?” She arched an eyebrow, wondering where he was going with this. “'Jak-off', or whatever his name is, is behind the smoked glass and so is everyone else in the city. Your brother appears to value his privacy. This is his limo, isn't it?”

 

“You think I get that kind of treatment without him or some other big-wig in town? Yeah, it's his personal palace-on-wheels… you're sure `Jak-off' can't see or hear you?” There was a pause. “You're kidding, right? His name's not really `Jak-off', is it?” The return of his playful tone made her smile and she began to suspect what he was up to.

 

“I'll find out.” Kagome lowered the phone and yelled at the top of her lungs, “Hey! Jak-off! I'm going home to have wild monkey sex with my fiancé. Wanna join us?”

 

“What the fuck?” Inuyasha's voice sounded rather panicked squeaking out of the phone in her hand. She brought it back up to her ear as she waved wildly at the dimly-seen rear view mirror a full car-length away. There was an audible click in the cabin, but the driver's head didn't move and the blue-rimmed eyes didn't even twitch.

 

“Yep. I'm in the isolation chamber. Either that, or what'iz name is deaf, dumb and blind - in which case I'm nervous about being in traffic with him. Maybe he's just extremely self-disciplined.” She grinned, listening intently to sounds of movement on the other end of the connection. “What've you got going there?”

 

“Jack shit without you,” he muttered huskily. “There should be a speakerphone in the car somewhere… have a look.”

 

“Okay… gimme a sec,” she replied and began scanning the interior more closely, finally zeroing in on the polished wooden cabinetry acting as end tables for the bench seats on either side of the compartment. “There's something over here… maybe a wet bar?” Sliding across the seat and off onto the carpet, she knelt in front of the nearest cabinet and eyed the little doors and drawers set into its front. “Maybe I'll be drunk by the time I get home...”

 

“Don't you dare,” he threatened over the sound of background movement. “Not without me you don't.”

 

Kagome opened a little door and a telephone appeared. Encouraged, she then slid open the drawer just above it and discovered a tray full of miniature bottles of alcohol. “Found the phone… and some booze, too.” She heard him growl and added cheekily, “Don't worry; all they have is about ten kinds of scotch; no vodka or gin. I didn't know Sess' tastes ran to the British Isles.”

 

“Steady, girl. Hang up your cell phone and call me on the home number. Turn the speakerphone on.” There was a click and he was gone. Wondering what he was up to, she shut her cell phone and started dialing the apartment number on the speakerphone.

 

“Hey, kitten.” His sexy rumble filled the compartment through at least a dozen speakers. Just as he answered, her cell phone vibrated in her hand, indicating an incoming message.

 

She smiled as he used her private nickname, reserved for their most intimate moments. “Hi. Wait a min-“ Kagome flipped her cell back open, punched the button to accept the new email and found herself looking at a small but clear image of Inuyasha's mouth, curved in a wicked smile with his tongue obviously ready to swipe a long, luscious lick over his fangs. At the mere sight of it, she experienced the erotic promise held in that smile and felt an answering wave of heat surge through her.

 

“Heh.” He sounded even hungrier in surround sound; anticipatory butterflies began twirling in her stomach. “Got my message?”

 

“Puppy-boy's got the cutest tongue… you're gonna get it, all right…” She started messing with the buttons on her Shikon Jewel, calling up the camera application. She had a little trouble, punching some of the wrong buttons, since her mind was rapidly turning over several extremely naughty responses to his email. “Tell me what you're thinking of when you lick your lips like that,” she purred, then took a picture of her mouth puckered up as if for a kiss and hit the `reply' button…

 

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On the other side of the world as the sun began to rise, Sesshoumaru settled into the plush leather chair at his expansive mahogany desk, preparing to take his first call of the new business day. But for just a moment, he allowed a small and very happy sigh of contentment to escape his lips. Tea steamed in the fine porcelain cup between his claws, soothing his senses with the gentle fragrance of the finest Chinese jasmine. Despite the fact that his company's market share for handhelds had been steadily tanking ever since the new and embarrassingly flawed Shikon Pocket Jewel had disappointed market analysts with a rather dramatic drop in sales - a state of affairs which normally would have had him on edge this morning - he felt quite calm at that moment. For at least the fifth time that morning, he pondered the delightful thought that he didn't have to put up with his crude, rude… although extremely effective… half brother for at least another few months. Not in person, anyways.

 

Although he liked to pretend that he was happy to be rid of Inuyasha during the hanyou's all too infrequent trips home, which he most certainly was, he was in fact very pleased that the New York office ran so smoothly under his brother's abrasive watch. While Inuyasha beat the uppity North American and European sales channels into submission, Sesshoumaru was free to concentrate on other things - like earning money in a supremely elegant manner.

 

Except for this Shikon Jewel difficulty…the New York trouble-shooting team has isolated the problem but so far do not have any solutions. I wonder why Inuyasha hasn't called me regarding this issue yet? Sesshoumaru scanned his email looking for Inuyasha's declaration that their problem was solved. Upon finding not a single message from his brother, the executive youkai's perfectly manicured claws began tapping his irritation, in time with the souring of his mood. Even with the Internet disruption after the Taiwanese earthquake last month, he still should havechecked his email once he was off the plane, which was… He glanced at his holographic clock, projecting the time at each of their world offices onto the surface of his desk and scowled faintly. Over an hour ago. What in all the seven hells is he doing?

 

Sesshoumaru reflected for a moment on the fact that the one of the main problems with the Shikon Pocket Jewel was its erratic email and messaging performance, randomly sending messages off to unintended recipients. The most advanced cell phone-PDA-MP3 player-camera/video device on the planet, the Shikon Pocket Jewel was the only such device commercially deploying the revolutionary - and apparently unstable - Pinktooth personal networking technology embedded in the advanced Shikon chips. I just hope he reads the alert on the company email before using his phone. We can't have sensitive private transmissions going astray. Sesshomaru finished checking his own email just as the phone rang, put down his tea and swung in his desk chair for no other reason than to feel his long hair move across his back. Touching the video phone console on the desk in front of him, he took Kouga's call, greeting his second largest manufacturing partner with something less than his usual icy formality, a concession to their long business relationship if not to any personal warmth on his part.

 

“Sesshoumaru-san,” Kouga said, as usual grinding out the honorific with difficulty. Though they'd enjoyed a long business relationship, Inu Industries and Ookami Limited family members were all too aware of who generally called the shots in their business dealings. The wolf wasted no effort on pleasantries. ”Has Inuyasha told you that I've just closed a deal on a new source of Shikon chips?” Sesshoumaru involuntarily widened his eyes in surprise and hoped the wolf hadn't noticed. “I've committed to him to have a fresh run of Inu Industries' Shikon Pocket Jewel in containers out of Penang - with zero defects I might add - and in three new colors - in six months. We just need your signature.”

 

“Excuse me?” Sesshoumaru was caught off guard, his smug inner calm instantly shattered at the knowledge that Inuyasha had been negotiating with their minor suppliers behind his back. Still… the wolf said six months… with zero defects… that's just the right amount of time to design and launch a new marketing campaign to extract us from this nose dive…

 

“If you aren't interested, I'm pretty sure I can scare up a contract with your main competitor. I hear they've been hunting Shikon chips too…” Kouga tried unsuccessfully to stop a smirk from sneaking into the corner of his mouth and then his face froze, his eyes growing wide while the smirk grew into a full out grin as he stared at something over Sesshomaru's shoulder. “What is that?” Sesshoumaru's brow furrowed a smidgeon, wondering what could so easily distract the hard-ball businessman at a moment in the negotiations when he had the rare upper hand. Assuming that the distraction probably played to his advantage, Sesshoumaru swung his chair back around to view his computer screen… and his jaw nearly hit his lap. Not to my advantage at all… Displayed on the twenty-two-inch, 16.7 million color, ultra-hi-contrast ratio, flat panel LCD monitor was the larger-than-life and utterly lascivious masculine smirk instantly recognizable as belonging to his younger sibling.

 

“A-hem…” Sesshoumaru quickly punched up another application on the monitor and turned back around, a slightly deeper shade of red blushing across his cheeks and into his facial stripes. “Nothing. Just some spam email.”

 

“Of course.” The other demon smiled knowingly, and Sesshomaru mentally groaned. Wonderful. Now the wolf thinks I'm into boys… I'm going to strangle that hanyou. Kouga's voice was cheerfully sardonic as he continued, “I'm sure your company's spam filters are challenged by such traffic. I do wonder though…” Kouga tweaked his nose and tried - once again unsuccessfully - to keep the smile from turning into a suggestive leer. “Would you perhaps be interested in a tour of some, ah, more lively entertainment venues than a geisha house the next time we tour my Osaka offices?”

 

“That won't be necessary on my behalf,” Sesshoumaru ground out as evenly as possible while trying to stifle the growl rising in his throat. Those wolf-demon geishas are bad enough… perhaps I'll just melt Inuyasha's balls off and solve my problem for good…. Inspiration struck, and he hid a sneer with a refined cough and said more politely than usual, “However, Kouga-san, if it is your pleasure I will ask Inuyasha to look into, er, other forms of entertainment for your next visit to New York.”

 

“Nah. Don't bother. With my luck it'll be bungee jumping next time,” Kouga laughed and Sesshoumaru exhaled, belatedly realizing that his leg was being thoroughly pulled. “As much as I'd like to see the mutt- uh… your brother's reaction to that idea, I'll pass, thanks. My insurance agent is still recovering from the motorcycle race we took through downtown Bangkok last year.”

 

“Yes… many of the activities he engages in are curiously life-threatening,” Sesshoumaru grumbled. Like sending me lewd pictures through company email; can he get any lower? His eyes took on a brief, far-away look as a horrid thought flashed neon pink through his mind. Oh… damn… now I'm sure he didn't read the warning email! Giving himself a mental shake, he attempted to return the conversation to a more business-like footing. “Tell me how you can guarantee zero defects and production quality in six months. That is an interesting proposition.”

 

“And don't forget the three new colors...” Kouga smirked, avoiding the question in favor of another jibe, a tactic he would never employ within claw's reach of the white haired aristocrat. Sesshoumaru emitted a low growl. Inuyasha is definitely behind this… “Just think, in six months you'll have a product to sell the other half of the population since - to everyone's surprise - men don't seem to like girly-pink accessories on their ears. I heard that someone over-rode the marketing department and insisted that pink should be the trademark colour for the Shikons,” the wolf added slyly. “You should really fire that guy. He's gonna ruin your business, Sesshoumaru-san.” Before the object of his sarcasm could start snarling, Kouga switched smoothly to the other reason for his call, mentally howling a victory over the inu-youkai's discomfiture. “Naraku Industries seem to be shipping as many bad Pocket Jewels as good ones. Some are even missing shards from some of the chips…”

 

“Three out of four are just fine, thank you.” Sesshoumaru gritted his fangs.

 

“A twenty five percent return rate at launch, not to mention the refunds and possible class-action lawsuits originating from those over-zealous American lawyers will kill your business in a year, Sesshoumaru-san.” Kouga had lost his earlier humor and was all business. “Even the stupid bloggers know it and I have more than half my revenue tied up in supplying your exports...”

 

“We've neutralized the blogger, not to worry,” Sesshoumaru interrupted.

 

“Well, it's about time. You let her run for an entire week and just about tanked both your business and mine… but rumors out of Guanjo say Naraku's screwing you on purpose. You checked up on his facilities lately? He's got his best lines running some other contract.” Kouga smiled a fanged grin into the camera, knowing he'd set the hook into solid flesh and begun the torturous process of trying to reel in the most arrogant dog fish in the Pacific. “I'm sending you my Shikon Pocket Jewel Prototype overnight, along with a signed contract. Ten million more waiting to roll off the lines in six months. Three million blue. Three million red. Three million black. And another one million pink. Want `em?”

 

Sesshoumaru tried to hide his instant fury. In addition to being angry at Inuyasha for possibly saving the family business, he was now incensed at Kouga for catching wind of a rumor about deception by his primary manufacturing partner before he did. The worst part of this news was that by agreeing to multi color cases, he now had to admit that even his tasteless brother had been right about the unfortunate signature color, and he was going to be forced to haul said tasteless brother's ass back to Asia. That pissed him off more than anything.

 

Kouga began laughing, not even trying to hide his amusement this time, and pointed at something behind Sesshoumaru's shoulder. Sesshoumaru whipped around again to see that his screensaver had begun bouncing the picture of his current desktop image - the automatically opened email from his brother's fiancee's puckered red lips - up and down and up and down all over his screen. “I think I'll let you get back to your email,” Kouga smirked. “Looks like it's urgent…”

 

“I will await your overnight delivery.” Sesshoumaru punched the button to hang up on his insufferable business associate and then slammed his entire hand down on the unsuspecting little box, making sure to hit the intercom button among other things. “Get Fenik over here. Now!” he snarled viciously, cutting off his secretary's formal greeting.

 

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“Hmmm,” Inuyasha's voice dropped again into panty-wetting range as he pretended to ponder her question. “What could I be thinking about…?”

 

“I have absolutely no idea at all….” She shrugged out of her suit jacket.

 

“Well, what I'm thinking is that I want to fuck you silly right now, but since you're not here, I have to imagine pulling your hair back and breathing hot air on your neck right before I lick it.”

 

“Really?” she murmured huskily. “That would feel good… you just keep thinking that… wanna know what I'm doing right now?”

 

“Tell me.”

 

“Slowly unbuttoning my blouse because I'm soaked.” There was a little click as she snapped a picture of her neck and bra strap while she held open the collar of her shirt.

 

“Soaked, huh? How soaked? Like, if I were there, could I see what color bra you're wearing through your shirt?”

 

“Uh-huh… and so could `Jak-off'.” Kagome undid several more buttons, readying the tiny camera for her next shot.

 

“Is the fucker looking? I'll kill him…”

 

“Somehow I don't think I'm his type.” She glanced up just to make sure and returned to her titillation plan, biting her lip in concentration as she tried to hold the Shikon Jewel steady and pressed the button to take another picture.

 

“Did I just hear a click?” he asked eagerly.

 

“Maybe…” she cooed.

 

“You wouldn't be sending me another picture right now, would you?”

 

The playfulness in his voice made her smile. “I liked your smirk, so you got a double bonus.” She heard him sucking air through his fangs when the picture of her cleavage, framed in an indigo-blue satin bra, hit his screen.

 

“Fuck… you dressed for me this morning, didn't you?”

 

“Right down to the matching panties, dog-boy,” Kagome purred.

 

“We'll get to those… pull the straps down… I want it all.”

 

“You know you don't get it all right at the start, and drool is really bad for the electronics,” she chuckled, sliding her shoulder free of both the wet blouse and the strap. Peeling the damp satin away from her skin to expose the barest hint of nipple, she quickly took the picture and sent it.

 

“Just `cause I can't have it…doesn't mean I don't want it…” Inuyasha swallowed hard; she heard his breathing quicken through the speakers. “And drool's better than the other mess I'm gonna make here soon, kitten… damn, you look good enough to eat! I was busy while you were unbuttoning… Get my picture yet?”

 

“Not yet… do you think this is really a good idea? What if our signals are intercepted somehow in the company car?”

 

“So what? We'll be the next rage on the Internet and our market share will skyrocket for a change… Sess'll be thrilled… is it there yet?”

 

“No…” Kagome frowned at the blank screen of her Shikon Jewel, customized with her initials in tiny crystalline chips.

 

“Shit… not another glitch to report…”

 

She heard him slipping back into work mode and was relieved to see the little `message received' icon pop up. “Oh, wait… hey, nice shirt… my favourite colour, too.” Kagome smirked at the torso-shot, showing a dark cherry-red shirt unbuttoned and hanging loose over his jeans. “You haven't changed out of your travel clothes yet? Figured you'd be in sweats by now.”

 

“Wait'll you feel this shirt… I want to wrap you in it… naked… you want more?”

 

“Show me your chest… I want to imagine running my hands over you…”

 

“Shirt's off… surprise coming… then it's your turn.”

 

She shivered a bit at the hard edge of want in his voice and waited impatiently for the picture to appear. When it did, anticipatory heat spread through her body and made her ears burn. Inuyasha's lean torso was on full display, his pectorals and abdominals clearly defined on the tiny screen… and the top button of his jeans was undone over an unmistakable bulge. “Mmm… you look amazing… I wish I could touch you…”

 

“Take your bra all the way off… I want to see what my mouthful looks like,” he commanded.

 

A breathy giggle was his answer. “I didn't think I'd ever say this, but I'm glad your claws aren't in the vicinity right now!”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I really like this set… after the last time I came home from a long trip, I had to replace three complete sets because either the bras or the panties were ruined!”

 

“So sue me… can I help it if I like to fuck you?”

 

“I like you to fuck me…” Popping the clasp on the bra, Kagome sent a cautious peek in the driver's direction; she was reassured by the fact that the seats across from her only left maybe five or six inches of headroom for the tinted glass. Tucking the bra cups behind her back and underneath her blouse to completely bare her chest, she lined up the camera and clicked two pictures in quick succession. “Coming at `cha, pup.” There was a brief pause.

 

“C'mon, Kagome… only one? Rip job… I showed you both of my pecs… Oi.” There was another long pause before he rasped, “You still cold? You're awfully perky…”

 

“Well, I'm still wearing my wet clothes…”

 

“Take `em off.”

 

“No! What if I have to cover up quickly?”

 

“What's the matter? Is the driver looking? He's dead if he does…”

 

“If it was you back here stripping, there'd be a problem, but I can assure you that he's not getting in any traffic accidents over me. I'm a little worried though, that the flashes might attract his attention.” And the streams of people outside are a little unnerving,she admitted to herself, even though she knew from personal experience they couldn't see her. Something the driver said popped into her mind. “Just a sec… I remembered something.” Putting down her cell phone, she quickly scooted across the seat to rifle through the cabinet on the opposite side of the compartment and happily withdrew a neatly-folded thick blanket.

 

“What're you doing?” he asked, his tone impatient.

 

“Found a blanket to cover up with… wow.”

 

“`Wow' what? Is it white and puffy by any chance?”

 

She laughed outright at this jibe at Sesshoumaru's penchant for fluffy fabrics in a monochromatic palette. “Yes, actually… and I think it's pashmina to boot. So soft…”

 

“How does it feel against your skin?” he rumbled, his desire bombarding her from the speakers on all sides. “Tell me.”

 

Peeling her blouse and bra all the way off, she stuffed the bra into her purse and tossed the blouse onto the other seat before wrapping herself in the cloud-soft material. “Ooh… like being cuddled naked in your arms… with your hair brushing over my skin. It's so soft and warm!”

 

“Don't get too comfy, girl. Knowing you, you'll fall asleep on me.”

 

“That's a definite possibility,” she mock-yawned, and grinned at his muttered curse. “But I did take my shirt off.”

 

“You're not falling asleep,” he said knowingly. “You still have your skirt on?” he asked, steering the conversation back towards seduction.

 

“Uh, yeah… it's the same as last time… the soft, flowing one.”

 

“…last time…?”

 

“In the elevator… surely you haven't forgotten that?” she teased. “You were pretty impressed at the time with how fast it went up over my hips.”

 

“Oh, yeah… that one… I really like that skirt, Kagome, but I prefer you naked… is your skirt wet, too?”

 

“So're my panties, but for different reasons,” she purred suggestively.

 

“Take `em off and show me…”

 

“Uh-uh, dog-boy. Not yet.”

 

“What the fuck? Why not?” The frustration in his voice gave it a ragged edge.

 

Kagome snapped her fingers. “Let's see the goods first… your turn.” He grumbled, but she heard the sounds of fabric rustling and then the `click' of his phone. “Don't catch anything in your zipper since I can't kiss it better right now.”

 

“Promise me you'll kiss it better anyway…” he groaned deeply, sending tremors through her body that centered between her legs. “Do you have any idea what I'm imagining your mouth is doing to me right now?”

 

Anticipating what he was up to, Kagome lightly ran her hands over her breasts under the blanket and squirmed a little, enjoying the answering heat between her thighs. “No practice for the past three months… thought you might be a little rusty.”

 

Inuyasha growled, a low sound that made her nipples instantly rock-hard. “Actually, I've been practicing a hell of a lot and I'm too fucking good at what I'm getting ready to show you. Not fucking rusty at all, unfortunately.” His voice deepened to a purr. “How about you? How many times do you have to get yourself off to make it through a day without me?”

 

“There's no substitute for the real thing…” She slipped her hand down her stomach and ran her finger along under the waist band of her skirt, reminding herself she wouldn't have to provide all her own entertainment for a while. “Did you send me a picture?”

 

There was a hint of humour in his answer. “It's a fucking massive file; you might not be able to take it all…”

 

“Try me… oh… you've really missed me, haven't you?” The picture showed his jeans undone and peeled back off his hips, displaying the dark blue silk boxers straining at the seams to contain an impressive erection, with just the dark red curve of the tip of his cock poking out of his waistband.

 

“Wait for it… here comes the next one.” She eagerly watched the tiny screen, and was rewarded by a picture of a clawed thumb hooking into the front of the boxers and straining the fabric over his hard length to reveal dark pubic fur… but not a peek at anything else. “Guess what's under there?” he asked, when she was quiet for too long while considering her next move.

 

“I have absolutely no idea,” she teased. “All I get is a peek, huh? Two can play at that game…” Kagome put down the phone and began squirming out of her skirt, pushing the stretchy material off her long legs to pool on the floor. Kicking it away from her ankles, she quickly parted the blanket and took a picture with her knees pressed tight together and then spread her thighs, taking another. “There… that's all you get until I see exactly how hard you are.”

 

“Nice blue panties… c'mon… just a little bit more… for me?” he wheedled, and then gulped as the next picture came through. “Damn… you weren't kidding about being wet… fuck, I want to taste you…” Kagome imagined his tongue slicking through her folds and suppressed a moan. Sliding her fingers under the lacy waistband of her panties, she took another picture and waited for his reaction.

 

“Gods…” he groaned, the erotic sound vibrating the seat under her. “What's that finger doing?”

 

“Wouldn't you like to know?” she whispered throatily. “Your turn and then I'll show you.” There was an almost instant `click' from the other end of the line, and she sucked in a breath at the picture of his hand fisting his erection… barely containing his excitement inside the boxers. Exhaling, she shook her head regretfully. “Such a damn tease, dog-boy… too bad I can't watch you pump that beauty `live'…”

 

There was a pause and she could have sworn she heard him smile. “You've got your Pinktooth, right? Got your laptop?”

 

She sat bolt upright and lunged for her briefcase. “You are brilliant, Inuyasha… give me a sec?” Moving quickly, she flipped up the screen and began punching buttons even before the machine had run through all its excruciatingly slow startup routines. She arranged the laptop so that the lid-mounted camera was aimed directly towards her, its red eye gleaming. Keeping an eye on the small frame of the picture-in-picture, where she looked back at herself with her breasts exposed and still perky, she carefully pushed the equipment across the floor of the compartment with her toes until she was satisfied that it was still within the range of her phone which supplied the Pinktooth network connection, and that the transmission would give Inuyasha an eyeful.

 

“Fuck, why didn't I think of this sooner?” he wondered out loud as the connection was confirmed. His voice sounded a little shaky, and somewhat distracted. She settled into position, spread her legs and slid her fingers back into her panties, avidly watching the screen.

 

“Because I was supposed to be home sooner, that's why. If it weren't for downtown rush hour traffic, we'd be shagging like bunnies for the third or fourth time by now… video connection looks good on this end… oh, my…” In front of her eyes, the screen flickered to life and displayed a full-color image of Inuyasha's clawed hand vigorously pumping his fully-exposed erection, his boxers and jeans shoved over his hipbones. He slowed his movements when his hips jerked involuntarily and Kagome heard him hiss as she watched him stop completely and tighten his grip on his shaft, trying to maintain control.

 

“Fuck… gotta slow down or I'll have a sticky keyboard…”

 

“Keep going, koibito… take the edge off so you can do me slowly when I get home…” Kagome urged, her eyes riveted to the screen while her own fingers moved deeper into her wet heat.

 

He laughed, low and dark. “Nothing slow about today, girl. I'm not taking the edge off… I'm putting it on. Show me what your fingers are doing inside those pretty panties… show me how wet you are…” Kagome smirked, leaned forward so that the camera mounted in the rim of the laptop screen had a good view of her naked breasts, and then held up her glistening finger in front of it, slowly sucking it into her mouth at the same time his soft groan surrounded her from the speakers. She then lay back and tugged off her panties, spreading her thighs to give him a full-on shot of her wet flesh before slowly sliding her fingers deep into herself, moving slowly in and out of her tightening muscles. Inuyasha's breath caught, and then he released a full-out moan. “Fuck, Kagome… I can almost taste you… so hot… so wet… keep moving your hand… how does that feel?”

 

“Good… but not as good as your cock,” she murmured, losing herself in the sensations she was causing, watching with lowered lids as his fingers gripped his shaft.

 

“Fucking pink piece of shit!” There was a muffled buzzing noise and his hand stilled; then the image on the screen blurred for a moment as he twisted.

 

“Wh-what was that…?”

 

“Stupid fucking ringer on my Shikon re-set itself to vibrate again; it's buzzing my friggin' ass - stupid distractions... Whoops! It fell down behind the couch… lucky I have another other cell that works here at the apartment…”

 

“The couch on the other side of the room? Bit of a butterfingers right now, aren't you? How are you going to answer it?” Her fingers stopped moving as she anticipated work interrupting them.

 

“Are you out of your mind? Business hours are over!” There was urgency in his voice and his hand started moving up and down his own length again. “Get movin' girl. Don't you dare stop.”

 

Kagome smirked lazily, her fingers again stroking her arousal. “Working on it…”

 

“Dammit… how far away are you?”

 

“H-huh? From an orgasm? Close enough…” His hand on the screen picked up speed and she heard him pant once or twice so she kept the tease going. “Oh, you meant from the apartment. You expect me to be paying attention?” she giggled, slowing the movements of her hand even though her hips kept rocking gently. “Call the driver!”

 

“Shit… okay… don't you move!” His crotch disappeared from the screen, and she heard him talking fairly calmly to someone. A minute later, he was looking straight in to the camera. “He says you're sitting in midtown traffic and haven't moved for five minutes… another twenty minutes at least. Fuck!”

 

“This doesn't count as movement?” Kagome murmured, her fingers sliding down to slip once again into the dark hair and wet flesh between her legs, teasing herself for him. She let herself fall back against the seat cushions, her hair spreading over the leather as she rocked into her finger. “I don't think I can hold off much longer…”

 

“Don't you dare go off without me. Look at me, girl!” he snarled, and as she lifted her head again the screen was filled with the darkened head of his cock emerging out of his strong grip, the slit pouting moisture over his clenching fingers. “I'm saving this for you…”

 

Kagome moaned, barely able to focus on that tempting sight. “I wish that was my hand; too bad you can't come to me…”

 

“I'll be coming one way or another… dammit… that gives me another idea…” He disappeared again and she closed her eyes against the slight movements of her finger, her body beginning the sweet coiling that would lead to an incredible orgasm… “Girl, move that hand away from the toys… now.”

 

“Uh… what?” She blinked hazily, snapped out of her dreamy state of almost-bliss and checked out the screen.

 

A single golden eye framed by a lowering black brow glowered at her. “I need you to stay focused.”

 

“Mmmhmm… right…”

 

“I mean it, Kagome. Hands where I can see `em.”

 

“You mean you can't see my hands if I do… this?” Smiling naughtily, Kagome spread her legs as wide as she could and plunged her fingers deeply inside her passage, pumped a couple of times, then trailed a wet line up her torso, over her breasts to her throat… and daintily licked the manicured tips.

 

Inuyasha's whimpering growl echoed through the speakers. “Girl, I'm doing this for both of us. Smarten up.”

 

Smirking, she sat up straight, crossed her legs and folded her hands in her lap, knowing she made a fetching picture with all her gleaming bare skin and dark hair surrounded by the white blanket against the black leather seat. “Yes, koibito,” she murmured demurely, teasing him with her `submission'. Inuyasha licked his lips, the sound and the visual coming through very clearly… and then the picture on her screen died. “Inuyasha?” She leaned forward, peering intently and tried tapping the `refresh' key. The little light on her camera was still on, but no images came through. There was a click on the speaker phone too as the line dropped.

 

She sat quietly for a moment, wondering if he was still watching the video and waiting for him to call back. He didn't and she began to pout, feeling a little exposed as she glanced up towards the driver again, who had not moved his eyes and had his cell phone to his ear. The images of Inuyasha pulling strongly on his rock-hard cock kept running through her mind and she began to imagine his hands touching her, his tongue running over the scented trails she'd left him on her body. Why not leave him a few more? If he's still watching, he's being mean just letting me sit here. She got a mischievous grin on her face while she looked at the camera, its little light still blinking over the blank screen. I can be mean, too… Lying back on the seat again, she carefully dipped her finger into the warm, wet moisture between her thighs and brought it up to circle one breast and then the other. Giggling in anticipation of his reaction when he tasted her, she went back for more to dab behind her ears, but her finger felt so good, she left it there for just a minute, swirling over and around her swollen nub, imagining his excitement…

 

Her cell phone rang, bringing her back to the limo.

 

“Where did you go?” she asked, sliding her finger around again, sucking in her breath as he growled, almost as if he could hear the quickening of her heart beat through the phone.

 

“It's all good, girl. No touching, though.” His voice sounded a bit tinny, and she thought she heard street sounds in the background.

 

“Where are you…?” She stilled her finger, but didn't remove it, teasing herself with one little movement and then another… what he doesn't know….

 

“Solving our problem,” he rasped. “Keep talking.”

 

“Talking?” she frowned. Don't wanna… then I'll have to concentrate!

 

“Tell me what you'd do to me if you could get your hands on me right now.”

 

Puzzled, Kagome reluctantly removed her finger and swaddled her cooling body with the blanket, wondering why he was breathing so hard if he wasn't coming. Ignoring the blank screen on her laptop, she drew up her legs onto the seat and settled back into a corner while running a few erotic scenarios through her mind before picking one. “Right now, I'm kneeling in front of you and your cock is creaming a bit because it's so excited to see me… I'm running my thumb over the tip to spread the joy before…”

 

“Before… what?” he gasped.

 

“Before I cup your balls and roll them in my hand.” His breathing sounded desperate in her ear. “Then I'm going to rub that little spot just behind them… you know the one… that makes them go all tight and your hips buck a little… Next I'm going to stroke your inner thighs with my nails as I flick your head with my tongue…”

 

“Dammit, girl… I'm getting dizzy here… all my blood's rushing… to my cock…”

 

“Of course it is, silly pup. It's supposed to do that…” she purred seductively. He's definitely panting; I love it when I make him do that! There was a rapid clicking noise from somewhere in the car that she couldn't place until Inuyasha's heavy breathing in her ear brought her back to the conversation. “Where was I? Oh yes… if you and your cock were here, I'd give it a long, slow, wet lick from your balls all the way up to the tip… then I'd take just your head in my mouth and nibble all the way around the ridge…”

 

“Uhhh…I like that… touch yourself… I wanna hear you moaning my name…”

 

“No more `hands off', huh?” she laughed softly, and willingly ran her hands back down her flanks to caress her heated, velvety flesh. “Gods, I hope this thing is truly soundproof…”

 

“Do it slowly… real slow… just a touch… make it last…”

 

His sexy rumble made her squirm heavily and the second her finger swirled around her hard little nub, all her nerves fired up and she began to tighten. “I'm too primed, Inuyasha… I can't take this much longer…”

 

“Don't touch your clit… just slide your finger in deep… cup your breast… imagine my breath on your neck…” he whispered, and she shivered, her nipples going so hard they hurt as he continued, “I'm not touching you yet, just breathing your scent… feel me moving down your throat… my tongue licking over the top of your breast, stroking over your nipple… pump your finger in and out one or two times…” Kagome's hips twisted with the moan that escaped her lips as she pleasured herself for him, her breath coming in short, gasping pants. “Imagine my bangs tickling your skin as I move down your body… my lips are just grazing you… I'm blowing on your curls… they're so wet they're dripping…” Her moan became a groan as she tried to slow the sweet torture of the orgasm that had begun to build and he heard it in her voice. “Slow down, girl! Not yet…”

 

Kagome was nearly sobbing for release by this time, but she managed to back off, gasping, “I'm trying… gods, I'm trying… you better meet me in the lobby because I need to get off like, now!”

 

His laugh was richly indulgent. “Shhh… now my tongue is sliding into you, probing…”

 

“You've gotta stop… I won't make it…” she whimpered, her body aching for release.

 

“… finding your clit, but not touching it, keeping just out of reach…you want it, don't you, Kagome?”

 

“So fucking much…” she whispered huskily, her body beginning to clench around her fingers.

 

The limo slewed to a sudden stop and the door to the compartment whipped open, letting in a gust of chilled air… the door slammed and then a hard body was between her thighs, a hot mouth burning a path down her throat to her breasts. He was soaking wet, his breathing so hard that he gasped for air against her skin. Kagome was too far gone in her arousal to immediately do more than groan loudly as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard until he let go to pant against her, trying to move his tongue more slowly over her while he caught his breath; she blinked stupidly at a dark-pink-lined white ear in front of her nose and emitted an involuntary moan when her hand was pulled away from her sex and Inuyasha left off licking her nipples to lick her fingers clean, pulling each one deeply into the heat of his mouth for his tongue to move over.

 

“Delicious, kitten…” He flashed her a blinding grin above his still-heaving chest as he let go of her hand to begin unbuttoning his shirt.

 

She dropped her phone and quickly fumbled to release the belt buckle on his soaking-wet jeans, frustrated because she had to work for her treats; he yanked off his dripping shirt and went back to licking her breasts, straining to keep his hips in range of her fingers as she struggled with the zipper until it came down and he was in her hand, hot, hard and throbbing. Inuyasha straightened up, shoved his jeans down his thighs and kicked his legs free so he could kneel in front of her against the bench, bracing his hands on either side of her hips. Sucking in his breath, he groaned out, “Hold me… harder… suck me for a minute… I ran the eight blocks to meet you… need to build it back up…”

 

“Gods… this isn't hard enough? I think it'll do the job…!” she muttered, but willingly slid off the bench seat to kneel between his thighs as he sank back against the leather, sucking his leaking cock deeply into her wet mouth. He groaned again when she swirled her tongue down the length of his shaft, and his hips came off the seat as she lightly ran her teeth around its head then nibbled the very tip, eliciting a gasp.

 

“Fuck yeah… that's it, kitten… taste it?” he moaned, his strong hand resting lightly on her head.

 

She didn't answer him but tightened her lips in a hard ring around his tip and drove her mouth down over him as far as she could go, wringing a deep moan from him as his muscles tensed with the effort to remain still, letting her move up and down his length a few times. His claws were tangled loosely in her wet hair when she pulled her lips away and he shuddered as she kissed up his body until she was pressed fully against him, his cock pushing hungrily into her stomach. “Missed you so much, koibito…” she breathed into his throat.

 

Emitting a muffled groan, he clasped her to him and took them down onto the floor of the compartment, hungrily kissing her mouth and nipping at her throat as she arched upwards into his caresses. “Missed you, too,” he whispered in her ear before diving down to bury his face between her hot thighs, his tongue lapping at the nub hiding in her folds. Kagome gasped and tightened her legs, crying out in excitement when his long fingers grasped her breasts and began flicking her nipples in time with his tongue. She arched her back as the pleasure let loose and began coursing through her; she tossed her head wildly and then screamed just as his lips left her only to be replaced by his eager cock. As he began to fill her, Kagome's scream became a moan and her excitement shifted into the slow, throbbing contractions of her inner muscles, beginning to build a new surge of pleasure.

 

Plunging in deeply, Inuyasha gasped and went still, supporting himself on his shaking forearms, his biceps bunching as they contained his body's desire to move. Kagome opened her eyes to look up into his face; he was flushed and trembling, his cheek stripes faintly bluing his skin as he bit his lip. Smiling softly, she reached up to caress his stripes while rolling her hips to take him even deeper. Squeezing his eyes even more tightly closed, he gritted out, “So fucking hot… so tight… damn, Kagome… not gonna make it very long… like a fucking rabbit…” He shuddered against the movement of her hips.

 

Raising herself slightly to kiss his chest while running her thumbs over his tight nipples, she purred, “Then you'd better fuck me fast… growl for me, Inuyasha” He snarled and began to move so hard and fast inside her that he left her momentarily breathless. Curling down over her, he buried his mouth against her neck, smothering his groans into her skin as the power of his thrusts built harder and harder against her open thighs. Running her nails down his back, Kagome gripped his ass and tried to match the rhythm of his hips and his tongue, but it was no use. He slowed and pulled his mouth away from the curve of her shoulder, his breath quick and heavy on her chest.

 

“Gotta slow down just a little...” he muttered thickly, the sweat and residual rain from his forehead dripping onto her face.

 

Kagome defiantly rocked her hips against his. “No… don't you dare stop!” she hissed, so very, very close to her own release. He chuckled deep in his throat and slowly pulled all the way out while she clawed at his hips to pull him back… and then drove himself all the way in and stilled as she jerked and whimpered beneath him with the sensation of being completely filled by him.

 

“You want it, don't you, kitten?” he whispered against her skin, repeating the slow-out and hard-in until she cried out in frustration and need.

 

“Dammit, don't tease, dog-boy! I want…! Oh!” Her complaint died in her throat as he abruptly and rapidly thrust into her, then began picking up speed until their bodies were slamming together. Holding her close, he buried his face in her hair, concentrating on the molten-hot wetness, the sweet friction, listening to the gasping cries he wrung out of her until the unmistakable tightening of her body alerted him to her imminent orgasm… and he sped up a fraction in order to tumble them both over the edge together. As Kagome inhaled for a scream, he twisted her head towards him and took her mouth in a searing kiss as their bodies collided one last time and the coiled white-hot tension exploded within them, absorbing their cries in the needy motions of their tongues.

 

Panting hard, Inuyasha came back to himself a few minutes later; Kagome was gasping into his shoulder, still coiled around him and shaking from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Inuyasha tenderly kissed her cheek, then reached to catch hold of the blanket to drape it over both of them, but it slipped askew as he awkwardly flipped it down to cover their legs. Kagome let out a breathy giggle. “Last time it was the elevator, this time the limo… next time are you going to come downtown and nail me on my desk?” Looking up at him, her voice caught slightly as she whispered, “Please, Inuyasha… let's try harder to work our schedules so we don't go so long without each other. I need you more than once every three months!”

 

He smiled down at her while brushing her wet bangs off her forehead, then slowly shook his head, his eyes never leaving hers. “No… not three months… never again.” A muffled sound caught his attention; he swiveled his ears until he identified it, his face contorting into a scowl. “Your stupid Pocket Jewel is ringing… who the fuck would be calling now? Great fucking timing… do you want to take the call?”

 

“It might be a client emergency… pass it to me? I can't reach…”

 

Growling, he rummaged under the blanket and first came up with her shoe, which he tossed up onto the seat, then finally extracted the shrilling phone and pressed it into her hand. “Tell `em to fuck off… you're busy.”

 

“I don't want to answer it, trust me.” She smiled a bit at his grumbling and reached up to tweak his ear. “Sorry about this, koibito…”

 

He smirked wickedly down at her and pulsed his hips to remind her that they were still joined. “Fine, girl… but I'm stayin' inside you the whole time.” Kagome giggled and went to open the cell, but he stayed her hand to pump in and out a few times, heedless of the insistent ring. “Shit, I'm getting hard again… hurry up and ditch this call!”

 

“Let go of my hand, and I will…uuuhhh!” Her face flushed and her eyes became briefly unfocussed as his cock grew larger inside her again, but then she got a grip and flipped open the phone while giving him a mock-stern look. Grinning mischievously, Inuyasha deepened his thrusts until her words were broken into barely intelligible syllables. “H-hel-lo? Hi-gur-ashi spea-king…”

 

“Having trouble, girl?” he rumbled, nibbling her collarbone.

 

She biffed his ear but kept rocking her hips in time with his pleasant motions. “P-par-don? Who?” Inuyasha stilled as her voice rose to a frightened squeak. “S-s-sesshomaru?”

 

“What? Gimme that phone…” He snatched the Jewel out of her hand and yelled into the receiver, “What the fuck do you want, asshole? Miss me already?”

 

Underneath him, Kagome covered her eyes. “Oh… my… god… of all the people to interrupt us… and in his car, no less…” She froze at the uncharacteristic squeak in Inuyasha's voice.

 

“You're seeing… what? Oh… shit…” Inuyasha reared up on one elbow and stared at something on the other side of the compartment. Following his line of sight, she turned her head to see the blinking red eye of the laptop camera and the small, very clear picture-in-picture of their mostly-naked interlocked bodies. She flinched when Inuyasha swore luridly and reached over to slam the screen closed. “I seriously don't give a flying fuck what you barely saved Kouga from… the wolf has seen worse, I can guarantee you. At least we know the fucking Pinktooth technology is working, even if nothing else does… piece of pink shit… I told you not to make it pink… what email alert?” He held still, listening intently, a thunderous look developing on his brow. “Never mind the fucking email alert... exactly how long were you watching, you pervert? You so hard up for action you'd even peep at your soon-to-be-sister-in-law doing herself?”

 

“He saw me doing… that?” Kagome was very glad that she was lying down, as she definitely felt faint from the full-body blush that colored her a flattering shade of pink from her head to her toes.

 

Above her, Inuyasha froze and then emitted a hair-raising snarl. “No… fucking… way,” he enunciated very clearly. “I don't care how important…!”

 

What now? Kagome wondered. It can't get much worse!

 

“I am not going to China next week, asshole… you can't make me!” he raged, his face darkening.

 

“What…?” she demanded, panicking a little and winding her hands into his hair. “You just came home!”

 

“I sure did!” he whispered with the mouthpiece up over his head and he pumped himself into her again; they both snickered and calmed down. Returning the phone to his lips, Inuyasha frowned again. “The wolf called right before the plane took off and you know as well as I do it's a bad idea to talk openly about sensitive business on airplanes...” He looked into space over her head and Kagome heard the deadly tone of his brother's retort. Inuyasha actually sounded slightly contrite when he answered, “Of course I was gonna call you as soon as the plane landed, but the stupid phone decided not to accept a connection to the U.S. networks for over an hour and then… uh…” he smirked at his captive audience before adding, “I kinda got distracted.”

 

Sesshoumaru didn't sound mollified, judging by the snarl coming clearly through the tiny speaker.

 

“You don't need me as much as Kagome does… yeah, yeah, … no, smartass … this only took the edge off… why? You want us to set up a camera at home, too? We're very creative…” A wicked smirk crossed his face, and then he leaned down to slowly drag his tongue over Kagome's nipple as his brother loudly cut him off. She `eeped' and tried to cover up but he casually pinned one hand over her head and stilled her efforts with a playful frown. “Fine, I'll inspect Naraku's Chinese production lines… on one condition.” Rocking his hips slowly, he slid in and out of her again a couple of times and made another pass over her breast, causing her to squirm deliciously. “Fuck you, Sesshomaru… I can so give you conditions, asshole.”

 

He fastened his lips around her nipple and teased the erect flesh with his teeth; Kagome tried to stop herself by biting her lip, but a somewhat loud moan leaked out anyways. Inuyasha pulled away and whispered, “Shhh! We're in enough trouble as it is… don't let him hear you.”

 

“Stop doing that, then!” she hissed back, and when he only smirked before leaning in to flick her nipple again with his tongue-tip, she began lightly fondling his ears in retaliation.

 

He barely stifled a moan before growling into the receiver, “No, that's not Kagome… no, we're not doing it again…” His eyes nearly crossed when she brushed the most sensitive spots on the furry peaks and this time he did moan as she slid her fingers through his hair to scrape down his naked back and rocked her hips up, driving him deep into her. “…and if we were, it'd be none of your f-fucking b-busi-ness-s-s-s…urgh.” Kagome smiled into his throat before sucking gently on the tender skin and cupping his rear to pull him into her again. He stretched up to rest his elbows on either side of her head as a tactic to prevent his hips from responding… which failed miserably. “Yeah, most of my business is yours-s-s-s… but not all… uh… of… it…”

 

“Don't let him he-ar you…!” Kagome sing-songed against his neck, trying to contain a giggle.

 

“Gonna play that way, huh?” Inuyasha murmured to her as he settled his weight a bit more firmly against her and began deliberately making short, hard little thrusts, just enough to send all her blood dashing south and slow her movements on his body. “Okay, asshole… here's my condi…tion…” His brain addled slightly when her hips bucked against him and her breathing sped up. Forgetting momentarily about the pissed-off demon on the other end of the line, he pumped her hard, digging the claws of his other hand into the carpet for purchase, his own breathing becoming ragged as he took them to the edge again. “What? My condition? … oh, right… Kagome's coming with me… to China…” He grunted a little as he saw her face flush and contort with that telltale little eye squint; suddenly, his angry brother was the last thing on his mind. “And here, too… so much for being quiet- damn!” he hissed and lowered his head, following the phone as he put it down. “Hang on for a sec, Sess…” Dropping the device, he whispered harshly in her ear, “Now! Come for me, kitten…” Then he clenched his jaw as he slammed into her fast and hard, her walls tightening around him as she came with a keening wail.

 

Kagome was still mewling beneath him when he picked up the phone and panted, “Sorry, Sess… you were saying?” He chortled at the spluttering on the other end of the line before cheerfully threatening, “Keh… if you never want to hear that again, she's coming to China with me.” Lazily brushing his thumb over Kagome's nipple, he held the phone close to her mouth, making sure that Sesshomaru received an earful of her answering moan. “What? Since when did I say she'd be free-loading off the company? Yeah… she'll be useful.” He tickled her neck in an attempt to get her attention as the aftershocks continued to move through her body. “Listen up, kitten… I just got you a project in China for Inu Industries.”

 

“Uh… what?” Kagome was having a hard time focusing. “Doing what?”

 

“I dunno yet… tell you when we get there- what?” His attention returned to his annoying brother's snotty tone. “Of course I've told dad about her.” He glanced down to see Kagome's eyebrows shoot up. “No… not that she's human… Great idea, Sess! We'll all go down to Oz after this Naraku shit is over… no, you don't have to come if you don't want to… actually, I'd rather you didn't.” Kagome had recovered now and was enjoying his increased stiffness inside her, recognizing that her orgasm had excited him all over again. She shifted her hips a bit, running her hands over his chest and down his back, encouraging him to energetically match her motions again.

 

“Two…?” His breath shuddered in his chest as his hips picked up speed once again. “Two first… first class seats from New York to Beijing… and Syd-neeey? On you? … Th… Thanks Sess… you're…” He was left without words as his face pinched with the effort not to pant, “You're the best…” He slowed for a minute and his whole body tensed over her as he teased himself, holding out for the last minute. “Oi… wanna hear me come again? It's m-my turn...”

 

He dropped the phone and she held on for dear life as he gripped her tightly and slammed himself into her so hard the breath was driven from her lungs with each pump of his hips. She tingled all the way up inside with the building friction of his motions within her and they grunted together until his noises became a straining howl, which he unsuccessfully muffled in the hair at her neck. Finally he laid still, pinning her under him and breathing hotly against her skin as little tremors shook his body. She kissed his cheek softly as he exhaled a groan and relaxed on top of her. After a few more breaths, he awkwardly reached for the phone and clicked it shut.

 

“Oh god,” she whimpered again, covering her eyes. “Don't tell me he heard that one too!” Inuyasha rose high enough so that she could see his sweat-sheened face and waggling eyebrows. “Nah, he hung up on me… can't imagine why…” Suddenly, he heard an odd clicking sound, rhythmic and increasing in intensity. “What the fuck is that?” Inuyasha looked around suspiciously, his ears twitching as he tried to locate the source.

 

“Dunno,” Kagome kissed his neck. “I heard it earlier. Maybe you should tell your brother to get this thing tuned up.”

 

“Asshole.” Inuyasha growled, his attention turning back to business. “Sending me to China again…”

 

Kagome snickered. “Be nice, Inuyasha. He's paying for two first-class tickets for us to join the Mile High Club.”

 

Inuyasha pursed his lips and pretended to think. “Hmm… better make sure it's on that airline with the pull-out beds… so, ya coming with me?”

 

She positively leered up at him. “It's a long flight… as many times as possible.”

 

“And then to Australia.” His eyes softened a little. “Time for you to meet dear old dad.”

 

“Right,” she gulped. “It's time, I guess.”

 

“Don't worry,” Inuyasha slid his hand down over the curve of her rear and then pulled her hard against him, his eyes dark with desire. “Dad just wants one of us to get married so there's a snowball's chance in hell the company won't go to the wolves.”

 

“Babies?” Kagome squeaked. “He wants me to have babies?”

 

“Eventually,” InuYasha whispered against her cheek. “But I think we need a lot more practice first… don't you?”

 

Kagome slipped her hands up on either side of his face and pulled him in for a kiss. “Tell `Jak-off' to head for home so we can work on our technique. Ask him to take us right to the door because I can barely walk.”

 

“No shit? My job here is done… I wonder how many times he's circled our block?”

 

“Nice of Sess to pay for this, too…”

 

“Fuck… wish I could see his face when he gets this expense report!”

 

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The sun was fully up over the Tokyo skyline as Sesshoumaru slammed the phone down in its lacquered cradle after being told Fenik, the head of Industrial Security for Inu Industries Worldwide, was stuck in Tokyo traffic. He allowed himself the rare luxury of a snarl and swiveled his chair back around to see the frozen end frame of Inuyasha, buried deeply in Kagome while reaching for the laptop. The little video window was framed by a jumble of grainy pictures, taken from defective Shikon Pocket Jewels no doubt, showing numerous angles of his brother and bimbo-in-law's private parts in various states of arousal. Despite himself, his face flushed and he felt a small wave of sensation move through him until it reached the icy fury in his heart where it died a quick death. Growling, he reached for the helpless little mouse, his claws curled, when a bland message window popped up on his screen.

 

“Replay This Video?” it asked.

 

His finger twitched before he clicked.

 

 

To Be Continued…