InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Spa Chick Rockin' ❯ Sensuality and Steam ( Chapter 2 )

Segment 2: Sensuality and Steam

 

The fragrance of wildflowers bursting throughout the room's interior gently aroused Kagome from her tranquil slumber. Rubbing the lashes out of her eyes, she lifted the fuchsia sheets off of her body and onto the remaining edge of the mattress. Glancing to her left, Kagome noticed Sango breathing deeply within her sleep. Romantic Candles and incense burning and flickering on a table seemed to be the source of the scent. The lights were dimmed adding a quality of mystique to her smooth features. Delicately examining the bridge of her nose, the outline of her lips, the silhouette of her breasts beneath the covers, the slope of her slender tummy that dove back up into a luscious ridge that was definable as her behind. Kagome remembered her sleeping posture, trying desperately to make a mental image of how her head tenderly sat on the pillows. Kagome smirked wondering just exactly how did Sango look beneath her clothing.

Wait a minute. Why am I thinking this about one of my best friends? It must be this horrible headache!

 

Rolling onto her other side, Kagome felt the blood rush from one side of her skull to the other. Frustrated as the pounding just migrated and had no intention of dissipating, she simply decided to get out of bed and start her morning. Drowsily she crawled out of bed and landed with a thud upon the finely carpeted floor.

 

“Son of bitch!” She exclaimed as she rubbed the sore bruise forming on her tailbone before scuttling to her feet and walking as if she were dead right out of the room. The fluorescent lights in the hallway glared cynically in Kagome's eyes and her pupils had to adjust to the amount of brightness that was entering her retinas. Finally conquering the light she trudged across the hallway and peeked into the room opposite her own. Sleeping in a sprawled out mass of overlapping limbs Kagura and Kikyo were mumbling and snoring vigorously. Rolling her eyes, Kagome crept even further down the corridor to the room that was originally supposed to go to Kikyo. She was going to turn the handle when she realized the door was already open. Slowly she peered through the gap made by the door left ajar. Squinting she saw the tall red haired man that they had met yesterday. He appeared to be slow dancing with Rin in a warm embrace.

 

Staring at the twosome as the gracefully swaying across the rug to the slow tune that was being emitted by the radio resting in the corner barely visible from the angle of the door's opening. They rocked serenely, forgetting the entire world around them. It was like their emotions had crumbled into the façade that was their physicality, leaving any trace of their common sense in a fog of amnesia. Sneakily, Kagome bit her bottom lip as she tried to creep the door open wider in order to get a better view of her friend's amorous actions. She smirked and wondered what Sesshomaru would have thought after seeing this. I mean technically Rin and him weren't an official couple, but it would still be a bit of a surprise.

 

“Do I move this way?” Rin asked looking thoroughly flushed.

“Yeah, just let me lead you through it, okay?” Shippo crooned gently reassuring the girl's confidence.

Kagome felt the passionate vibes resonating from the two and it sent butterflies boiling through her diaphragm. She watched them begin again, almost as if she were watching a movie.

 

If only I had some buttered popcorn. Kagome snickered as she thought.

 

Suddenly a silky smooth hand caressed her shoulder sending shivers down her spine. Swiftly she whirled around on her heels and turned to face Sango who was grinning irritatingly.

 

Whispering Kagome held her hand to her racing heartbeat.

 

“Sango, you scared me!”

“What are you looking at?” Sango asked in a husky whisper.

Kagome giggled and then sheepishly pointed towards the door. Sango poked her head around the corner and saw the two dancing. Tenderly she closed the door on its hinges, never making a sound. Holding a finger to her lips Sango tiptoed down the hallway and proceeded to descend a staircase.

 

“Where are we going?” Kagome questioned innocently.

Sango only increased her momentum down the steps. Once they hit the landing, they strolled down to a thickly wooded door and crept inside.

 

As soon as the stepped inside, hot steam bombarded their skin. There were wooden benches lining the walls and a rack of towels lay just beside the door. Sango did not even hesitate as she stepped into the steam room. Her pajamas clinging tightly to her skin, Kagome followed her friend into the sauna-like heat. Memories broke through the damn of Kagome's subconscious as she remembered the wild sensation of wondering what Sango looked like beneath the fabrics. Trembling anxiously, she held her palms to her now cherry hued cheeks. She watched as Sango stripped herself of clothing and dawned one of the floral pink towels. Kagome couldn't help but watch as she saw the perfect figure of Sango. Wishing she could run her fingers through her hair and stroke the raging heat that lay buried inside of Sango. Kinkily she bit her lower lip and became nude herself.

 

Moments later the two of them were sitting on a bench with the towels wrapped tightly around their bodies. Kagome felt the muscles in her loins tightening every time she turned to look at her friend. Sango had her head leaning on the wall and her hands running over the glistening build of her neck. Kagome unknowingly licked her lips at the sight, making her pulse steadily begin to race. The silent moan she gave as Sango exhaled intensely only stoked the fire that was growing fiercer within her gut. Grudgingly she looked away, trying to regain control of her brain.

 

“Kagome, are you all right?” Sango asked looking over at her best friend.

Kagome's tongue was so tied that she simply nodded and felt herself getting wetter at the soothing tone in Sango's voice. Sango rose to her feet as she let her towel fall to the floor.

“I don't see why I've got to wear this, since this place is totally desolate. Well except for you of course!” Sango said letting the bare bit of cloth stay down on the wet floor. Kagome forced a small giggle before staring up at the goddess poised before her. Her lips were pouting and lightly tinted blossom red. Hair flowing behind her back and barely over her shoulders seductively, leading Kagome into a sort of trance. Her breasts were perked and mesmerizing beautiful orbs that begged to be enveloped by her tongue. Shuddering at the lust filled thoughts piercing her skull, Kagome gripped the wood of the bench. Fluttering hands broke her concentration as Sango whipped the towel right off of Kagome.

“Come on girl! Live a little; we're supposed to be having fun. This is our vacation you know.” Sango encouraged tossing the cloth to the side. Kagome nodded once and then crossed her legs in an attempt to hide the growing need between her thighs. Luckily Sango wasn't paying as much attention and had already started walking about in the thickening vapor.

Kagome couldn't resist the need to move a bit as the steam was causing her womanhood sweat and throb in dire need of play. Not realizing how much she was affecting herself she gaped her legs to allow some air in. Then growing rigid she felt the hot breath of steam licking the wet lips she had tried to hold closed. Suddenly spasms gripping her entirety she came to the point of oblivion and felt her fluids leak over the edge of the bench.

“Shit!” she mumbled trying not to draw Sango's suspicion. Grouchily she reassumed her towel and told Sango that she was going back up to take a nap.

Rushing back to the room she closed her eyes trying to gather her thoughts into order. Then the images of Sango's nude body kept reoccurring inside her vision. Imagining the kiss of her sweet lips and the feel of her warm skin rubbing her own was enough to harden her affection once more. Delving her fingers down to where the pleasure was needed she inserted. Wishing it were the tongue of her friend, swirling inside of her menacingly. Hoping that Sango could somehow feel the pleasure she was advocating to herself with such force. Brutally she clenched her teeth, feeling the need to have Sango beside her…No inside her. She needed her to love her.

Feeling her tight passage squeezing densely around her fingers, she came again and stared cosmically at the colors and emotions coursing through her heart. Satisfied with her work, she collapsed onto the pillows still suffering from her own little aftershocks.

“Sango, if only you knew.” She crowed out before her heavy eyelids fluttered into sleep. She mumbled intently.

“If only you knew.”

 

A\N: So I really didn't do a whole lot, but hey what do you expect from a novice writer. I'll really extend the next chap. Love ya and keep reviewin'.