InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shear Pleasure ❯ Chapter 7

 

Chapter 7

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own IY.

 

 

Warning: WE GOT SOME CITRUS!

 

 

Deidre got home and changed out of her work clothes. She slipped on a pair of oversized warm-up pants and a wife beater. She sat on her couch and thought about Sessh. These thoughts started out serious but slowly turned to more intimate thoughts. She wondered what it would feel like to kiss him. She could imagine his lips caressing her own, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. She could almost feel his hands on her back, slowly making their way down, while he broke his kiss and let his tongue trail down her collarbone.

Unconsciously, Deidre slid her hand down the waistband of her pants. She slowly started to stoke her fire. She sighed, wishing Sessh was there, that Sessh's hands were the ones doing the exploring. She wanted him, latched to her breast while his fingers worked magic. Her whole body shook as she thought about all the things she wanted him to do to her and about the things she would do to him in return. Her hand quickened as she imagined him between her legs, his tongue dancing over her swollen bud, his fingers pumping in and out of her. She quivered, knowing her release was coming soon. Her fantasy continued on, with thoughts of him finally entering her. She pictured his manhood, not too big, not too small. Wide, and hard, ready for her. In her mind, he drove into her, wringing a moan from her mouth. He slammed into her sheath, his fingers nimbly working her clit. She screamed, both in her fantasy and aloud, orgasm washing over her.

She lay there for a moment, drained. “Oh, damn. If he can do that and not even be around…” Her thoughts skidded to a halt. Her phone was ringing. She reached over to the end table and answered. “Hello.”

“Hi.”

Deidre gasped inaudibly. It was Sessh. “Hey. What's up?”

“Not much. I was calling to see if you were free tonight by any chance.” Sessh heard the exhaustion in her voice. He wondered why she was like that.

“Um, well, I'm not busy. But I'm already in couch potato mode.” She made a face.

“Oh. Well, would you mind if I came over later tonight and vegged out with you?” Sessh prayed to god she'd say yes.

“Sure, if you want to. I warn you, though, it will be boring.” Deidre laughed.

“Boring? I highly doubt that.”

“Ok. You obviously don't know me too well.”

“That's why I want to come over.” Sessh could almost hear her blush.

He was right. Deidre did blush. He wanted to get to know her better? What the hell did he mean by that? “What time were you thinking about coming over?”

“Honestly? Half an hour.”

“That's soon. Will your store be ok?”

“Yeah. I have the best help in the world here tonight.”

“Do you know how to get to my house?”

“No.”

Deidre gave Sessh the directions to her house. “See you soon.”

“Bye.”

Deidre replaced the phone. She hoped he didn't expect her to doll up. If so, he was in for a big surprise. She laughed to herself. Yes, he was.

 

 

25 minutes later Sessh pulled into the house Deidre directed him to. It was a small house, but looked comfortable. He parked next to her Eclipse and exited his car. He walked to the front door and rang the doorbell. She answered the door and his eyebrow rose. She wasn't kidding when she said she was in couch potato mode.

“Come on in. Mi casa es su casa.” She turned and Sessh followed her, closing the door. She walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Sessh sat near her and studied her. She was wearing extremely large fleece warm-up pants and an extremely tight wife beater. The way it hugged to her breasts was quite alluring. His sensitive nose also picked up on a slightly aroused scent. She was aroused, or at least, had been, recently. He wondered what had done that to her. Little did he know, he was the reason.

“You're early.” Her voice broke his thoughts.

“We weren't too busy, so I skipped out a little early.”

“Huh. Well, you might regret that. I told you, I'm boring.” She grinned.

“And I told you, I doubt it.”

She didn't respond to that. “So, are you hungry? I don't think I have much around the house, but if all else fails, hello Pizza Hut.”

“If you're hungry, sure.” Sessh looked at her. She sauntered into the kitchen and he heard her rummage through the cabinets. She meandered back into the living room.

“Pizza Hut it is. What kind do you like?” Sessh had to admit he was kind of disappointed she wasn't going to cook for him. In a primal sort of way, it excited him. He shook his head. “Damn, that was chauvinistic.” He thought to himself. “Whatever you get is fine.”

“Pineapple, mushroom and ham, then.” Deidre watched as his face tensed slightly. “I'll order you a pepperoni.” She smiled as his face relaxed.

“Thank you.”

She reached and grabbed the phone. She placed the order and hung the phone up. “They said about an hour. So now is when the boring starts.”

“I have a better idea. Why don't you tell me about yourself? Like I said, I want to get to know you.”

“Well, what do you want to know?”

“Your name. Who gave you that? It's unusual.”

“Oh, cause Sesshomaru is as normal as they come.” She laughed. “My father named me after a soap opera actress. The name means `sorrow'. There's a great Celtic folk tale behind it. Apparently, Deirdre was the most beautiful woman in the land, blah, blah, blah, fell in love, true love was killed by jealous suitor, died of a broken heart on said true love's grave. A very happy story.” She rolled her eyes.

“Part of the story is true. You are beautiful.”

Deidre snorted. “Yeah, ok.”

“You are. I don't know why you don't see it. I guess I'll just have to convince you. But onto other questions. Tell me about your family.”

“Well, I was raised by my mom. My parents got divorced when I was 12. I have a little sister and a little brother. Well, they're both `halves', but I love them like they were fully related. Umm, not much else to tell you. My mom's side of the family is small, but loud enough to be a large Italian family.” She smiled, thinking of her family. “What about your family? Are you Asian? Tell me.”

“Yes, I am of Japanese descent. I never knew my mother. My father was and still is a workaholic. I have a half brother as well, but unlike you, I don't particularly care for him. He has done nothing but lie, be irresponsible and leech off of Dad. Not exactly admirable.”

“I'm sorry.” Deidre looked down.

“No need to be. It can't be helped.” Sessh moved over to sit closer to her. “Now, tell me why you don't believe that you are beautiful. There has to be a reason.”

“There is. I just don't want to talk about it.” She said shortly.

“I won't push you. But I do want to know. I hope you'll tell me eventually.” He said softly. Then he kissed her.

 

 

Deidre started to back off, but a hand on her back stopped her. She sighed and leaned into the kiss. His lips were heavenly. He kissed her with such passion. She returned it, her tongue probing into his mouth. He parted his lips and allowed her entrance. They stayed like that for a few moments, their tongues dancing and slowly broke apart. “Wow.” She breathed.

Sessh was convinced. She was his other half. That simple kiss told him that. The way she melted in his arms, how her mouth fit perfectly with his, how she showed just as much passion as he did. She made him feel things he never thought he'd feel. He loved it.

Deidre was confused. Feelings that she had never felt were running through her. How did he manage to do that? She leaned back slightly and looked into his golden eyes. She searched them, looking for answers. To her surprise, she saw love there. She moved back in, tilted her head and claimed his lips again.

His eyes widened. Did she want him as much as he wanted her? He deepened his kiss, hearing the soft moan escape her lips. He hardened and tangled his hands in her soft hair. He wanted to consume her, mind, body and soul. He slowly eased her back, so she was lying on the couch. He broke the kiss and nibbled on her earlobe. She gasped under his touch and tilted her head to give him better access. He smiled and licked down her neck and swooped his tongue over her collarbone. Her hips started to grind against his own and he could feel how wet she was for him. Her hand moved down his stomach and hesitated at the waist of his pants. She gulped softly, gathered her bravery, and slipped her hand in.

She gasped as she wrapped her hand around his cock. He was perfect. She guessed him to be about 8 inches long and 2 and half wide. She slowly started to slide her hand up and down his length, relishing the feel of it. She heard him exhale sharply and she sped up her rhythm. Just as she decided to undo his pants and take matters further, the doorbell rang. “Shit!” She wiggled loose from underneath him and ran to the door.

She swung the door open. “Hi! Let me grab the money, hold on.” She walked into the kitchen and grabbed her wallet out of the purse. She strolled back into the living room and was greeted by Sessh grabbing the pizzas, thanking the delivery guy and shutting the door. “Please don't tell me that you just paid for those!” She exclaimed. Sessh shrugged and walked out to the kitchen with the pizzas. Deidre followed him, complaining. “Why did you do that? You're in my house, it's my treat, damnit!” Sessh set the pizzas down on the table and spun to look at her.

“I'm sorry if I've offended you. I was just raised on the fact that it's a man's duty to provide for a woman. If you really want to, you can give me the money for it. Just be warned that you'll probably get that money back in the form of a gift.” He then turned back to the pizzas and opened the boxes. “Where are your plates? I'm hungry.”

Deidre's jaw was agape. She walked over to Sessh and shoved the money for the pizzas into his back pocket without a word. She then crossed the kitchen and grabbed 2 plates out of the cabinet. “Here.” She watched as Sessh grabbed two slices of ham, pineapple and mushroom and put them on a plate. He handed it to her. “There you go.”

“Thanks.” She sat down at the kitchen table and started to eat. Sessh dished himself up and sat across from her. They ate in silence for a few moments, until she broke the silence. “I'm sorry I acted like a bitch.”

“No need to apologize, but apology accepted. I know I can be quite forward. That's just how I am.” He said between bites of pizza. “I don't mean to offend you. I enjoy taking care of the ones I care about. And….” He took another bite, chewed and swallowed. “I care about you.”

Deidre studied his eyes and saw no lies there. “But how do you know that? We barely know each other.”

Sessh shrugged. “I just feel it. I feel, as cheesy as it sounds, complete with you. Some things can't be explained by logic.” Deidre couldn't argue with that. They finished eating and Deidre rinsed the plates and stuck them into the dishwasher. “Well, what should we do now? I know VH1 is showing that `90's show right now. Do you want to watch that?”

“That's fine.”

Sessh and Deidre returned to the living room and settled on the couch. They sat in comfortable silence. At the first commercial break, Sessh reached over and pulled Deidre into his lap. “Hey! What are you doing?” She squealed.

“I want to hold you.”

Deidre had no complaints to that. She snuggled closer to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and settled his head on top of hers. Deidre felt safe in his embrace. She wanted to stay like this, forever. Forever? That once scary word didn't hold much fear for her anymore.

 

 

As the credits rolled, Sessh looked at the woman in his arms. She had fallen asleep. The image of her sleeping snuggled next his chest was one that he would cherish for a lifetime. As much as it bothered him, he knew he had to wake her. “Deidre.” He whispered gently.

“Huh?” She replied groggily.

“It's time to get up.”

“Huh? Oh, right. Sorry.” With that Deidre opened her eyes. She looked around and realized she had fallen asleep in his arms. “I really am sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you.” She reddened slightly.

“It's okay. If I minded, I would have woken you up sooner. I enjoyed holding you as you slept.” He smiled softly, his golden eyes warm.

“Well, if it was good for you, then.” Deidre smiled and climbed off of his lap. “It's late. I gotta get to bed and I don't want to keep you.”

“You look tired. I do have to get home, so I'll go and let you get some sleep.” Sessh stood and stretched. Deidre walked him to the front door. “Drive careful.” She said.

“I will. I'll come down to the salon tomorrow and talk about getting you set up with the clothes for competition. Good night.” Sessh bent down and cupped Deidre's chin. He lifted her face to his and slowly kissed her. “Sweet dreams.”

“You, too. Good night.” She stood at the door and watched him get into his car and leave. She shut the door after his taillights disappeared from view. She climbed the stairs to her room and fell into bed, thoughts of Sessh crowding her mind.

 

 

A/N: CY & AR, thanks!