InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shear Pleasure ❯ Chapter 8

Chapter 8

 

 

Disclaimer: I own some stuff, just not IY!

 

Warning!: More citrus-y goodness!

 

 

 

Sessh pulled in to his own driveway and walked into his house. He climbed the stairs to his room and sat on his bed. He couldn't even think about sleep. Deidre's scent still lingered in his nose. His body responded. He lay back on his bed and slid his pants from his hips. He had to get release. He grasped his length, imagining that his own hand was Deidre's. Sessh started to stroke himself, eyes closed. He heard her moans in his head and it aroused him even more. His body remembered the way hers felt beneath him. Her large breasts pressing against his chest, her hips grinding on his. His pace quickened as his thoughts turned to things they didn't get to do tonight. He wanted to taste her, feel her grind her mound against his tongue. He longed for her to come in his mouth and let him taste her nectar.

His hips rose slightly off the bed as he continued his search for pleasure. His mind's eye then turned toward sinking his manhood into Deidre's welcoming heat. He saw her face tense and relax with the passion he was giving to her. He bowed down and took one pert nipple into his mouth. He continued to enter her slowly, building her liberation. His tongue trailed from one nipple, through the valley between her breasts and to the other.

In his head, she started to buck her pelvis, begging him to speed up. He obliged and they neared orgasm together.

Back in reality, Sessh achieved his own. His seed spilled forth and landed on his lower stomach. “Oops.” He grimaced and carefully got up and headed into the bathroom.

 

 

After a quick shower, Sessh dropped into bed. Exhausted, he smiled and fell asleep. He woke up that morning and walked downstairs. His answering machine was blinking. He grabbed some juice out of the fridge and hit the button.

“Hey homo! I heard you took a chick out today! So, how much are you paying her? This I gotta hear! Call me!” Great, somehow Inuyasha, his half-brother, had heard about his lunch date. Sessh knew he'd have to call the ass and do some damage control. He didn't want Inuyasha screwing up anything for him. Not now.

Sessh picked up the phone and dialed Inuyasha's number. He picked up on the 2nd ring. “Talk to me.”

“Hello, darling brother.” Sessh's voice dripped with sarcasm.

“Fag. How are you? Seen any good butts lately?”

“I'll choose to ignore that. I'm calling to make sure you keep your mouth shut.”

“Mouth shut? About what?” Inuyasha's voice was the picture of innocence.

“Don't play innocent. Just stay out of my relationship and we'll be fine, ok?”

“Yeah, whatever. Damn. Moody, much?”

“Not anymore.” Sessh clicked the phone off. With business taken care of, Sessh got started with his day.

 

 

“Good morning!” Deidre chirped as she walked into Luna. “How's everybody this wonderful morning?”

“Wow. Did you get laid?” Amy asked.

Deidre's face fell. “No. Thanks for reminding me.”

“Well then, why are you so happy?” Cathy chipped in.

“Let's just say…” Deidre paused. “Never mind. I'm not telling you.” She stuck out her tongue and walked back into the back room. “I've got to start working on my competition stuff.” She sat down and started to list the things she needed to get. “Tulle, Inkworks, feathers, make-up, body paint, hair extensions, track glue….” She quieted, scribbling on a sheet of paper. Light footsteps sounded behind her, but she didn't notice. Hands wrapped around her face and covered her eyes. “Boo.”

Deidre pushed the hands out of her face. “Hey. What's up?” She smiled at Sessh.

“I told you I'd be down today to talk to you about the clothes.” He looked hurt. “I can't believe you forgot.”

“Cut the sad act. Baby.”

Sessh winked. “Ok. Down to business. What were you thinking of fashion-wise?”

“Well, you know that I'm turning Sandi into a fire nymph. So, I was thinking about something pretty Goth. Rocker-chic, if you will.”

“Ok, I can work with that. When would you like to come down and take a look at what I've got?”

“I can go now, if that works for you.”

“I'm sure I can make time. Let's go.”

Sessh helped Deidre out of her chair and walked her back to the front of the salon. Deidre stepped up to the desk to talk to Cathy. “Hey. I'm going down to Sessh's shop to pick out some clothes for Sandi. I'll be back soon.”

Cathy laughed. “Just make sure you don't loose your own clothes!”

“I'll try not to.” Deidre vowed.

“And I'll try to make sure she does.” Sessh chimed in.

“Not now! Later, ok?”

“Deal.” Sessh said. “Remember you said that.”

They walked out of the salon and headed down the mall. Sessh ushered her through the front door of his store in front of him. “Take your time. Pick out as much as you want and then we'll narrow it down from there.”

Deidre ambled around the store, stopping and glancing at one thing and pulling another thing off the rack. 20 minutes passed and she walked up to Sessh at the front counter. His eyebrows rose as she struggled to carry the huge pile she had grabbed. He strolled up to her and easily grabbed the stack out of her hands. “Thanks, Sessh.”

“Let's see what you've got here. First, let's separate everything into piles by type. You know, pants, shirts, et cetera. Then, we'll go through each of the piles and you can pick out a few pieces from each. After that, we'll make a final decision. How's that sound?”

“Great. Let's get to it.” Deidre and Sessh went through the clothes until they came down to two outfits. One was a short ruffled black skirt with lace up sides and a safety-pinned vintage rock shirt. The other outfit consisted of an even shorter vinyl red skirt adorned with flames and a black halter-top that was shredded over the breasts. “Hmmm…. I think we should go with the ruffled skirt and rock tee. The other one is a bit, uh, risqué.”

Sessh's eyes darkened. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Can I see you in that outfit, then?”

She didn't skip a beat. “If you're a good boy, maybe.”

“And how does a good boy behave?”

“You're a smart kid, figure it out.”

“I'm sure I have a good idea.” He started to gently nibble on her earlobe.

Deidre moved away. “Not at work.”

“Can I finish this later?”

“Only if you can act respectable and at least wine and dine me.”

“Fine. I'll pick you up at 8:00.”

“Fine. Now back to business. I'll bring Sandi in next week and we'll make sure everything fits. If it doesn't, I know a seamstress who can take care of that. Thank you again for this.”

“It's not a problem. Remember, I'm getting publicity out of this. So, thank you.”

“De nada. But, as much as I hate to cut this short, I have to head back to the salon. I'll see you tonight at 8:00.”

“Of course. See you then.” Sessh walked her to the door. Deidre waved and walked back to Luna.

 

 

“So, did you get an outfit picked out?” Cathy questioned.

“Yeah, I did. I can't wait to let you see it.” Deidre then described it to her.

“That sounds amazing. You've got this in the bag, girl.”

“We'll see.”

“Ok, then. I'll give you some incentive. If you win, we will close down the salon on a Saturday and we'll all go out to the club and get our dance on.” Cathy started dancing around. “Oh, yeah. We gonna party! Party!”

“You are insane. I love it!” Deidre snickered. She then headed back into the styling area to finish out her day.

 

 

A/N: Once again, thanks, CY & AR! Lemonade, next stop!