InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The One-Night Stand ❯ Chapter Seven. ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Harmony Sunsinger 
Painful memories, new developments, and a sexy, sexy lemon.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Hentai / Psychological / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 793 | Status: Work In Progress
Painful memories, new developments, and a sexy, sexy lemon.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Hentai / Psychological / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 793 | Status: Work In Progress
A/N: So. HUGE news! Bobby and I have decided to go get married! This next month! Things are going so well for us, and Noah and I have both really fallen into the routine of having him around, so... YAY!
*HAPPPPPPPPPPYDANCE!!!!*
Ok, so. New chapter.
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The One-Night Stand.
Chapter Seven:
Things had returned to normal in Inuyasha Taisho's life by the next week. He and Kagome had talked a little more about what they would do about the baby, and she stuck to her guns about keeping it. Inuyasha had to give her props; she was a tough chick. He knew that this was a good idea, also; she seemed to be a fairly responsible person. He could see that she would make a good mother for his child.
Of course, Kikyo was bummed about Kagome backing out on adoption. Inuyasha knew that she desperately wanted a child; he wanted one also, and he was getting one. He just wasn't entirely sure how it would work out. He wanted to be there for the baby, and for Kagome - if she needed it, which he doubted that she would - but he was torn about what to do about Kikyo, who still had no idea.
He spilled all of this to his brother Sesshomaru, who just sat and smirked ("Bastard."). "I'll have a talk with this Kagome for you, brother," he'd told him, causing Inuyasha to sigh in relief. "Thanks, Fluffy," he'd said before shutting the door to his brother's office, narrowly dodging the paper weight that came flying through the air at the unsavory nickname.
On his way home, Inuyasha decided that he would just have to keep this a secret from Kikyo. He did love her, and he had no intention of leaving her. Just because some cute, young, fiery, snappy, sexy... ahem, WOMAN, had come prancing into his life didn't mean that he could just up and forget about everything he'd had going for him for the past few years. He couldn't! No, no, he would just have to figure something out to work out with Kagome. That's it.
So when he walked in the door of his nice home and pulled his nice wife into a nice, romantic kiss, Inuyasha was sure that everything would work out.
Then he heard the knock at his front door and groaned into Kikyo's mouth, rolling his eyes. Kikyo broke the kiss, pulling back to give him a puzzled look. "What's wrong, Inuyasha?" she asked him.
"Someone's at the door, and I really don't want to be bothered right now," he answered, releasing her from his embrace and stepping back. "I wanted alone time with you." He made a small whimpering sort of noise, and Kikyo had to try not to laugh; her husband's ego was easily bruised these days, especially with Sesshomaru around more and more now. The two inuyoukai men had practically waged war on each other for years. From Kikyo's understanding, some of it was quite literal. Inuyasha had been born a couple centuries ago, and now he and Sesshomaru were grown, but they hadn't always been so mature around each other. Back when dueling was still popular, the boys had really taken a liking to brawling with swords. She glanced right then at the Tetsusaiga leaning against the wall; it was a gift from Inuyasha's father back when he was much, much younger, and she sighed as she thought about her husband wielding it.
Kikyo patted his shoulder as he watched her hesitantly. "You need to go get the door, Yash," she told him in a sweet voice, smiling a little. He gave her small half-smile back and kissed her cheek before dashing into the next room and around a corner, out of sight. Kikyo sighed and went to start the shower.
Inuyasha honestly, for some reason, wasn't surprised to see Miroku standing on his front porch when he opened the front door. He sighed, rolling his eyes. "You make house calls now, doctor?" he asked, raising one eyebrow skeptically. Miroku's violet eyes narrowed as he stepped in. "Ha ha," he said before rubbing his face hard with both hands. "You're a crackup, Taisho."
"Don't I know it," the hanyou answered. His ears perked as he heard the shower start up from across the house. He nodded to his friend. "So, are you here about Kagome?"
Miroku gave him an incredulous look. "Why the hell would I be here about her?"
"Well, you ARE her gyno-"
"Whoa, whoa," he said, stopping Inuyasha with both hands raised. "There IS such a thing as doctor-patient privilege, you know."
"But it's MY kid-"
"I don't care, Yash." Miroku was standing his ground this time. "I'm not spilling any damned beans. If you wanna know how the pregnancy's going for her, you need to talk to Kagome."
Inuyasha made a "pfft" noise as he sat down at the dining room table and ran his fingers through some of his long, silver mane. "Fine, dude. Whatever. I'll call her up later on and see if she wants me to go to any of your stupid appointments."
Miroku sat down with him. "You want to make sure I don't try anything with the mother of your child, eh?" he asked, leaning back in the wooden chair.
Inuyasha nodded. "Exactly. She's a good woman, Kagome Higurashi. And she's gonna be the mother of my child. I don't want anybody I don't like having a go at her."
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When Sesshomaru opened the front door to his apartment later that evening, he found Kagome Higurashi standing there tapping her foot, a rather annoyed look on her pretty face. "And WHAT, pray tell, Sesshomaru, is SO important that you HAD to see me TONIGHT?" she demanded to know as she walked into his living room.
The apartment was always clean, always neat, always spotless; the walls and tile floors were brilliantly white, as was the carpet in the few rooms that HAD carpeting - the bedroom, the living room, and the study - and the furniture was also white. Most of the rooms were fairly bare; the bedroom was only occupied by a bed and a nightstand on each side, with a dresser by the bathroom door; the living room only held a loveseat, a flat panel HDTV, and a long, darkly stained coffee table. The kitchen, obviously, was well-equipped with the fanciest diningware and the most expensive appliances.
Kagome immediately came inside and plopped down on the comfy, white sofa. She crossed her legs at the ankles, and Sesshomaru turned to look her over, a slightly amused smirk taking residence on his perfect face. He slowly shut the door, analyzing her intensely. She wore a pair of indigo, tightly fitted blue jeans, a pair of black ballet flats on her feet, and a V-neck, long-sleeved grey sweater that was just loose enough to look comfortable. Her hair was pulled back into a loose side bun, wispy ringlets falling over her shoulders and around her neck. He recognized the simple silver chain lacing along her collarbone; the small, circular pendant rested right beside her heart, and Sesshomaru could clearly read the word that was engraved into it: Strength.
Sesshomaru knew that her father had given her that pendant when she was no more than a small, wiry girl; he also knew that he father had died in a fatal car accident barely a year later. He knew that was one of several reasons why Kagome's mother had opted to move in with her father-in-law at the shrine, a place Sesshomaru didn't exactly enjoy being in. The purity and sanctity of the place was sometimes too much for him, and he sometimes wondered why on earth Kagome still stayed there; she wasn't exactly what everyone pictured as a "pure priestess."
To Sesshomaru, she was too modern and untraditional to be a priestess. Sure, she had the Miko powers to back her up, and, sure, she was one of the kindest and most compassionate people he had ever met... but she was so bold, so brazen! In his honest opinion, she had too much sass to her to make a suitable holy woman, and he had the hardest time trying to figure out how it was that she could go off, get drunk at a club, have sex with a total stranger, get pregnant, and retain that same level of respect in the community.
But what did he know? he wondered, shrugging inwardly as he walked toward her and sat down beside her on the loveseat. "I wanted to see you," he told her.
She groaned and started to stand, but Sesshomaru grasped her wrist gently with his clawed hand, holding her in place. A little surprised by his boldness, Kagome turned her head and looked down at him, her dark brown eyes puzzled. Her lips had parted a little, and Sesshomaru stood. He leaned close to her while pulling her into him; he felt her start to pull away, but he caught her eyes with his. She stopped, melting into his golden stare, and the inuyoukai ducked his head down, his lips meeting hers hungrily. Her eyes fluttered closed and her breath hitched somewhere in her throat. As the kiss deepened, the lifted feeling in her chest sank down into her pelvis, and he released her wrist so that she could throw her arms around his neck.
He was gentle when he picked Kagome up off her feet and carried her into the simple bedroom, placing her on the bed without too much jostling. Still staring deeply into her eyes, he placed his big hands on her shoulders and pushed her back slowly, until she was lying across the bed. She'd lost her flats somewhere between the living room and the bedroom, and now Sesshomaru did away with her jeans, yanking them off as tenderly as possible. Her panties were of the lacy variety, barely covering her ass cheeks, and they were a light, pretty pink color. When he delicately pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it carelessly over his left shoulder, he saw that she wore a light pink, lacy bra that matched.
Within moments, the tantalizing undergarments were gone as well, and, just as Kagome was coming down from the brief rush of endorphins her ex-intended had blessed her with, Sesshomaru was undressed as well and moving her over on the bed, making room for himself.
"Sesshomaru, what the hell-?" she tried to ask, but she was cut off by her own gasp as her eyes widened and she felt him pressing his thick cock inside her. Suddenly, the aching feeling she had been ignoring surged through her fastly moistening pussy, and she could barely whimper, "I can't believe you."
He laughed, then his laugh turned to a sigh and a grunt as she thrust him deeper inside of her, using her position underneath Sesshomaru to reach an amazing angle. They went on like this for a few minutes, both thrusting into each other at opposing rhythms, before finally Sesshomaru's inner dog demon couldn't take it anymore. Without asking her permission, he pulled out quickly and rolled her over till she was on all fours. "I'm fucking you from behind," he whispered in her ear as he plunged into her now-dripping depths; Kagome's sharp intake of breath let him know that he had hit her G-spot at just the right angle. "I hope you don't mind."
She shuddered with pleasure at the feel of his breath against her neck and ear, and Sesshomaru reached around to cup her breasts in his large, rough hands; the new texture rubbing against her nipples sent a fresh wave of fire coursing through her muscles, and Kagome couldn't restrain the cry that escaped her lips right then.
"You love it when I fuck you like this, huh?"
Kagome nodded, somehow registering his words through the blank haze of pleasure that had filled her mind. Her panting quickened as her walls tightened around him slightly, tipping Sesshomaru off to her impending orgasm.
"Say it."
"Wha-?" she breathed, but she cried out suddenly, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he quickly bit down on her left shoulder.
He licked the small drop of blood that had formed at the bite mark before murmuring huskily into her ear, "Say it, bitch."
Her heart rate was speeding up with her pants; she was close to her climax, Sesshomaru knew. "I love it when you fuck me like this," she breathed obediantly.
"Say you love it when I fuck you."
"Sessh-"
He bit her again, a reprimand for disobeying. "Say it, bitch!" he growled, this time much louder.
"I love it when you fuck me."
That's what he wanted to hear. The rush of his domination over this brazen woman pushed him closer to his own climax. "Say it again, bitch," he whispered.
"I love it when you fuck me..."
"Again, bitch!"
"I love it when you - ah! - fuck - unh! - me!" Kagome broke off into a loud, uncontrollable scream as the fire of her orgasm broke through her dam of self-restraint, filling her and turning her vision red. Sesshomaru threw his head back, also reaching his climax at this point, and he grunted his satisfaction as he emptied his seed into the small pregnant woman.
Barely seconds later, Kagome had pulled away from her ex-lover, slapped him across the face, and begun to dress once again.
"You are such a possessive, self-righteous, demeaning, insolent, conceited..." Her words were flustered as she spoke, and her face was bright red by the time she was fully clothed and pulling her shoes. "BASTARD!" she screamed in his face, stomping into the living room. He followed her slowly, keeping his distance and watching her amusedly as she grabbed her purse and slung the straps over her shoulder.
"Should I call you tomorrow?" he asked in his usual quiet voice.
Kagome turned and glared at him. "No," she shot back. "I'll be here around eight." And with that, she disappeared out the door, leaving Sesshomaru to laugh in wonder.
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A/N: Man, I was starting to get pretty hot and heavy myself, reading this! haha. anywho, i had musical inspiration for this lemon: "Stop and Stare" and "Apologize" both by OneRepublic. Anywho... there ya go! hope you liked it! I know I did, haha! Now, where's that man-toy of mine...?
*HAPPPPPPPPPPYDANCE!!!!*
Ok, so. New chapter.
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The One-Night Stand.
Chapter Seven:
Things had returned to normal in Inuyasha Taisho's life by the next week. He and Kagome had talked a little more about what they would do about the baby, and she stuck to her guns about keeping it. Inuyasha had to give her props; she was a tough chick. He knew that this was a good idea, also; she seemed to be a fairly responsible person. He could see that she would make a good mother for his child.
Of course, Kikyo was bummed about Kagome backing out on adoption. Inuyasha knew that she desperately wanted a child; he wanted one also, and he was getting one. He just wasn't entirely sure how it would work out. He wanted to be there for the baby, and for Kagome - if she needed it, which he doubted that she would - but he was torn about what to do about Kikyo, who still had no idea.
He spilled all of this to his brother Sesshomaru, who just sat and smirked ("Bastard."). "I'll have a talk with this Kagome for you, brother," he'd told him, causing Inuyasha to sigh in relief. "Thanks, Fluffy," he'd said before shutting the door to his brother's office, narrowly dodging the paper weight that came flying through the air at the unsavory nickname.
On his way home, Inuyasha decided that he would just have to keep this a secret from Kikyo. He did love her, and he had no intention of leaving her. Just because some cute, young, fiery, snappy, sexy... ahem, WOMAN, had come prancing into his life didn't mean that he could just up and forget about everything he'd had going for him for the past few years. He couldn't! No, no, he would just have to figure something out to work out with Kagome. That's it.
So when he walked in the door of his nice home and pulled his nice wife into a nice, romantic kiss, Inuyasha was sure that everything would work out.
Then he heard the knock at his front door and groaned into Kikyo's mouth, rolling his eyes. Kikyo broke the kiss, pulling back to give him a puzzled look. "What's wrong, Inuyasha?" she asked him.
"Someone's at the door, and I really don't want to be bothered right now," he answered, releasing her from his embrace and stepping back. "I wanted alone time with you." He made a small whimpering sort of noise, and Kikyo had to try not to laugh; her husband's ego was easily bruised these days, especially with Sesshomaru around more and more now. The two inuyoukai men had practically waged war on each other for years. From Kikyo's understanding, some of it was quite literal. Inuyasha had been born a couple centuries ago, and now he and Sesshomaru were grown, but they hadn't always been so mature around each other. Back when dueling was still popular, the boys had really taken a liking to brawling with swords. She glanced right then at the Tetsusaiga leaning against the wall; it was a gift from Inuyasha's father back when he was much, much younger, and she sighed as she thought about her husband wielding it.
Kikyo patted his shoulder as he watched her hesitantly. "You need to go get the door, Yash," she told him in a sweet voice, smiling a little. He gave her small half-smile back and kissed her cheek before dashing into the next room and around a corner, out of sight. Kikyo sighed and went to start the shower.
Inuyasha honestly, for some reason, wasn't surprised to see Miroku standing on his front porch when he opened the front door. He sighed, rolling his eyes. "You make house calls now, doctor?" he asked, raising one eyebrow skeptically. Miroku's violet eyes narrowed as he stepped in. "Ha ha," he said before rubbing his face hard with both hands. "You're a crackup, Taisho."
"Don't I know it," the hanyou answered. His ears perked as he heard the shower start up from across the house. He nodded to his friend. "So, are you here about Kagome?"
Miroku gave him an incredulous look. "Why the hell would I be here about her?"
"Well, you ARE her gyno-"
"Whoa, whoa," he said, stopping Inuyasha with both hands raised. "There IS such a thing as doctor-patient privilege, you know."
"But it's MY kid-"
"I don't care, Yash." Miroku was standing his ground this time. "I'm not spilling any damned beans. If you wanna know how the pregnancy's going for her, you need to talk to Kagome."
Inuyasha made a "pfft" noise as he sat down at the dining room table and ran his fingers through some of his long, silver mane. "Fine, dude. Whatever. I'll call her up later on and see if she wants me to go to any of your stupid appointments."
Miroku sat down with him. "You want to make sure I don't try anything with the mother of your child, eh?" he asked, leaning back in the wooden chair.
Inuyasha nodded. "Exactly. She's a good woman, Kagome Higurashi. And she's gonna be the mother of my child. I don't want anybody I don't like having a go at her."
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When Sesshomaru opened the front door to his apartment later that evening, he found Kagome Higurashi standing there tapping her foot, a rather annoyed look on her pretty face. "And WHAT, pray tell, Sesshomaru, is SO important that you HAD to see me TONIGHT?" she demanded to know as she walked into his living room.
The apartment was always clean, always neat, always spotless; the walls and tile floors were brilliantly white, as was the carpet in the few rooms that HAD carpeting - the bedroom, the living room, and the study - and the furniture was also white. Most of the rooms were fairly bare; the bedroom was only occupied by a bed and a nightstand on each side, with a dresser by the bathroom door; the living room only held a loveseat, a flat panel HDTV, and a long, darkly stained coffee table. The kitchen, obviously, was well-equipped with the fanciest diningware and the most expensive appliances.
Kagome immediately came inside and plopped down on the comfy, white sofa. She crossed her legs at the ankles, and Sesshomaru turned to look her over, a slightly amused smirk taking residence on his perfect face. He slowly shut the door, analyzing her intensely. She wore a pair of indigo, tightly fitted blue jeans, a pair of black ballet flats on her feet, and a V-neck, long-sleeved grey sweater that was just loose enough to look comfortable. Her hair was pulled back into a loose side bun, wispy ringlets falling over her shoulders and around her neck. He recognized the simple silver chain lacing along her collarbone; the small, circular pendant rested right beside her heart, and Sesshomaru could clearly read the word that was engraved into it: Strength.
Sesshomaru knew that her father had given her that pendant when she was no more than a small, wiry girl; he also knew that he father had died in a fatal car accident barely a year later. He knew that was one of several reasons why Kagome's mother had opted to move in with her father-in-law at the shrine, a place Sesshomaru didn't exactly enjoy being in. The purity and sanctity of the place was sometimes too much for him, and he sometimes wondered why on earth Kagome still stayed there; she wasn't exactly what everyone pictured as a "pure priestess."
To Sesshomaru, she was too modern and untraditional to be a priestess. Sure, she had the Miko powers to back her up, and, sure, she was one of the kindest and most compassionate people he had ever met... but she was so bold, so brazen! In his honest opinion, she had too much sass to her to make a suitable holy woman, and he had the hardest time trying to figure out how it was that she could go off, get drunk at a club, have sex with a total stranger, get pregnant, and retain that same level of respect in the community.
But what did he know? he wondered, shrugging inwardly as he walked toward her and sat down beside her on the loveseat. "I wanted to see you," he told her.
She groaned and started to stand, but Sesshomaru grasped her wrist gently with his clawed hand, holding her in place. A little surprised by his boldness, Kagome turned her head and looked down at him, her dark brown eyes puzzled. Her lips had parted a little, and Sesshomaru stood. He leaned close to her while pulling her into him; he felt her start to pull away, but he caught her eyes with his. She stopped, melting into his golden stare, and the inuyoukai ducked his head down, his lips meeting hers hungrily. Her eyes fluttered closed and her breath hitched somewhere in her throat. As the kiss deepened, the lifted feeling in her chest sank down into her pelvis, and he released her wrist so that she could throw her arms around his neck.
He was gentle when he picked Kagome up off her feet and carried her into the simple bedroom, placing her on the bed without too much jostling. Still staring deeply into her eyes, he placed his big hands on her shoulders and pushed her back slowly, until she was lying across the bed. She'd lost her flats somewhere between the living room and the bedroom, and now Sesshomaru did away with her jeans, yanking them off as tenderly as possible. Her panties were of the lacy variety, barely covering her ass cheeks, and they were a light, pretty pink color. When he delicately pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it carelessly over his left shoulder, he saw that she wore a light pink, lacy bra that matched.
Within moments, the tantalizing undergarments were gone as well, and, just as Kagome was coming down from the brief rush of endorphins her ex-intended had blessed her with, Sesshomaru was undressed as well and moving her over on the bed, making room for himself.
"Sesshomaru, what the hell-?" she tried to ask, but she was cut off by her own gasp as her eyes widened and she felt him pressing his thick cock inside her. Suddenly, the aching feeling she had been ignoring surged through her fastly moistening pussy, and she could barely whimper, "I can't believe you."
He laughed, then his laugh turned to a sigh and a grunt as she thrust him deeper inside of her, using her position underneath Sesshomaru to reach an amazing angle. They went on like this for a few minutes, both thrusting into each other at opposing rhythms, before finally Sesshomaru's inner dog demon couldn't take it anymore. Without asking her permission, he pulled out quickly and rolled her over till she was on all fours. "I'm fucking you from behind," he whispered in her ear as he plunged into her now-dripping depths; Kagome's sharp intake of breath let him know that he had hit her G-spot at just the right angle. "I hope you don't mind."
She shuddered with pleasure at the feel of his breath against her neck and ear, and Sesshomaru reached around to cup her breasts in his large, rough hands; the new texture rubbing against her nipples sent a fresh wave of fire coursing through her muscles, and Kagome couldn't restrain the cry that escaped her lips right then.
"You love it when I fuck you like this, huh?"
Kagome nodded, somehow registering his words through the blank haze of pleasure that had filled her mind. Her panting quickened as her walls tightened around him slightly, tipping Sesshomaru off to her impending orgasm.
"Say it."
"Wha-?" she breathed, but she cried out suddenly, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he quickly bit down on her left shoulder.
He licked the small drop of blood that had formed at the bite mark before murmuring huskily into her ear, "Say it, bitch."
Her heart rate was speeding up with her pants; she was close to her climax, Sesshomaru knew. "I love it when you fuck me like this," she breathed obediantly.
"Say you love it when I fuck you."
"Sessh-"
He bit her again, a reprimand for disobeying. "Say it, bitch!" he growled, this time much louder.
"I love it when you fuck me."
That's what he wanted to hear. The rush of his domination over this brazen woman pushed him closer to his own climax. "Say it again, bitch," he whispered.
"I love it when you fuck me..."
"Again, bitch!"
"I love it when you - ah! - fuck - unh! - me!" Kagome broke off into a loud, uncontrollable scream as the fire of her orgasm broke through her dam of self-restraint, filling her and turning her vision red. Sesshomaru threw his head back, also reaching his climax at this point, and he grunted his satisfaction as he emptied his seed into the small pregnant woman.
Barely seconds later, Kagome had pulled away from her ex-lover, slapped him across the face, and begun to dress once again.
"You are such a possessive, self-righteous, demeaning, insolent, conceited..." Her words were flustered as she spoke, and her face was bright red by the time she was fully clothed and pulling her shoes. "BASTARD!" she screamed in his face, stomping into the living room. He followed her slowly, keeping his distance and watching her amusedly as she grabbed her purse and slung the straps over her shoulder.
"Should I call you tomorrow?" he asked in his usual quiet voice.
Kagome turned and glared at him. "No," she shot back. "I'll be here around eight." And with that, she disappeared out the door, leaving Sesshomaru to laugh in wonder.
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A/N: Man, I was starting to get pretty hot and heavy myself, reading this! haha. anywho, i had musical inspiration for this lemon: "Stop and Stare" and "Apologize" both by OneRepublic. Anywho... there ya go! hope you liked it! I know I did, haha! Now, where's that man-toy of mine...?