InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Secret Club ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters associated with it. This story is rated for a mature audience.

Lemon warning.

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Kagome jolted awake. Darkness surrounded her as she struggled to identify her mysterious surroundings. Her body’s aches became increasingly prominent the longer she was awake. Pressing her hands against her temples, she squeezed her eyes closed. Ugh, what happened? I was at the club… She released her head, eyes opening as she remembered the events in the club. Well that explains the soreness, but where am I? It wasn’t the club. Her hand bushed against the soft cloth of the robe against her chest. Blinking, she opened the white fabric to find herself naked underneath. She was in a flurry of motion, her hands running through her slightly damp hair and over her clean skin. There was still the faint scent of soap clinging to her.

Wincing, she climbed to her feet. Her ass was especially sore as she limped to the nearby window. Hands pressing against the glass, she stared in awe at the bright city below. Judging from the height, she was either in INCOM or Helix Tower. Both were located near the center of the city and the residents of both were extremely wealthy. So someone brought me here… but who?

“I see you’re awake.”

Hands tightening on her robe, she spun around. Her captor was standing at the far side of the room. He was nothing but a silhouette, but his voice was familiar. “Who are you? What am I doing here? Where are my clothes?”

“Relax, relax,” the man said in a soothing voice. There was a faint click and the apartment was awash in light. “We’ve met before.”

Adjusting to the light, Kagome was finally able to see who her mysterious man was. Her eyes widened at the familiar cocky grin that greeted her. “You!” she said thrusting an accusing finger in his direction. “What the hell am I doing here? What did you do with my clothes?”

“I brought you here,” he said offhandedly. “As for the clothes,” he grinned, “you weren’t wearing any to begin with.” She felt a flare of anger at herself for not thinking of it herself. His eyes met hers. “You are one interesting woman. Sango made it seem like you were some amateur. After what I saw tonight…”

“You watched?” She hated how her face heated. It pissed her off that he was making her blush like a virgin schoolgirl.

His grin widened. “I might have missed the first six or so.” Kagome pressed her palm against her face. She was appalled by her earlier behavior, or rather, her enjoyment. This wasn’t something she could blame on Miroku or Sango. They may have introduced her to this lifestyle, but she was the one advancing it. Her attention was back on Inuyasha as he strolled around the couch, hand brushing the top. “You know, I was surprised when I found out it was you. You had quite the line, but I guess that’s understandable. You’re lucky I was there to chase the remaining people away or you would still be at it.”

“Did you grab my clothes in this ‘rescue’ of yours?” she asked, tightening her robe. She had no desire to continue this line of conversation.

His finger jerked back to the hallway behind him. “In my room.” When he saw her frightened face he quickly clarified. “No, I didn’t do anything to you – well – besides clean you up. You’re welcome by the way.”

Suspicious, she glared at him. “Why? What do you want?”

“Is this any way to treat the person who helped you?”

“Like you did it out of the kindness of your heart,” she said, rolling her eyes. “What do you want?”

“I said it before; I want to get to know you.”

Kagome crossed her arms. “I don’t believe you.”

Spreading his arms wide, he sagged down into the leather couch. “If I simply wanted to fuck you, I could have done so at the club.” His grin returned. “You weren’t exactly turning men away.”

She was still wary, but she took a seat on the couch opposite of him. Her eyes wandered the apartment. Now that it was lit, she could see the numerous decorations and furniture that filled it. None of it looked cheap, but it was not to her taste. Then again, if you could afford to live here then maybe this all was cheap stuff.  Her eyes were on him once more. “Who are you?”

He was smiling as he rested his arms on the upper part of the couch. “I’m Inuyasha.”

“Do I get a last name?”

“It’s not important.”

She frowned. “Not important?”

“No. Inuyasha is all you will be able to yell out anyways… I’m kidding, kidding,” he said quickly as she rose from her couch. His smug expression returned as she settled down again. “You should feel honored by the way. You’re the first woman I’ve allowed into my apartment.”

She snorted, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. “Right, and next you’ll tell me you’re a virgin.”

He held his hand up. “Honest.”

“Forgive me if I find it hard to believe.”

“I don’t see why it would be. There is no reason for me to bring a woman back here. That’s the entire purpose of the club, right?”

Kagome took a long moment to study his face. It didn’t seem like he was lying. Even if he was, what purpose could he have lying to her? “If you are telling the truth, why me?”

“Because an ordinary woman would have slept with me already.”

“Egotistical are we?”

“I’m not kidding. I’ve never had an issue wooing a woman. They practically throw themselves at me.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m so sorry for your dilemma.”

He grinned. “I’m not.” She only shook her head. He sighed. “But it does grow a bit boring having any woman I want.”

“You poor thing.” It took all her willpower to keep from storming off. Of all the egotistical assholes… Still, she remained seated.

Inuyasha ignored her snide remark. “I want to try something new. I want a woman who isn’t afraid to be herself around me.”

“So you pick me?” While she intended to say it mockingly, instead, she found her tone was serious. He nodded. She felt the weight of their conversation press against her chest. “Wait, you’re actually serious about this.”

There was no smug grin or arrogant smile. “Of course.”

“You don’t even know me!”

“No, not much anyways. What I do know interests me enough to desire more.”

She shifted her position on the couch. “So if I was interested too, and I say ‘if,’ what would happen?”

He shrugged. “As much or little as you would want. We could have dinner during the week, go see a movie, have a threesome, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what we do so long as it’s interesting.”

He almost sounded romantic, almost. “You still haven’t clarified why you picked me.”

“Sango is the only other woman who has ever resisted me… for a time… but she is taken.”

“Never stopped you two before,” she said, fully aware of their history. If she didn’t know better, she almost sounded jealous.

“I’m not looking for a simple sex partner. I want a companion.”

“To have threesomes with.” Her voice had a tinge of venom, not forgetting how he wormed that in.

He waved it aside. “It was just an example.” He looked at her. “Tonight you convinced me that you were the one. While other women were simply going through the motions, you truly enjoyed every second with all those men.”

“I didn’t know that was a selling point in men these days.” The bitterness was directed mostly at herself. I’m so stupid. How did I let myself get carried away like that?

Inuyasha chuckled. “I wouldn’t go advertising it if you wanted something long-term, but that’s not what I’m offering. I don’t want this to get complicated by having someone get too attached and start wanting me all to themselves.”

“So we won’t be in an actual relationship then?”

“This is strictly fun. Perhaps in the future something will come of it.” His face turned serious as he continued. “Any relationship we do have, now or in the future, will be open though. I want to make this perfectly clear now.”

Kagome thought on it, her eyes lowering. The offer was tempting. As wonderful as Sango and Miroku were, she always felt like a third wheel. He was making it clear that if this did turn into a relationship, it would not be like the romantic teenage fantasies she had in high school. It was also something she would have to hide from her mother. Lord, if she ever found out what I’ve been doing… Grandfather as well. She could not deny she was tempted. Once you got past his attitude…

She gave him a small smile. “Well, I won’t mind trying this…”

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“Kagome! How was work?” Sango asked all smiles as Kagome shuffled inside. She had spent most of the night talking with Inuyasha. Once you got past his brazen exterior, he was actually a decent guy who thought about something other than sex. She left his apartment with a better opinion of him. Not once did he pressure her into doing anything more than talking.

“It was… tiring,” she answered cryptically.

Sango instantly sensed something more to it. She quickly stepped in front of her, blocking her path to the stairs. “I want details.”

“I want sleep,” Kagome groaned, rubbing her eyes. She still had her aches from ‘work.’ She made a small whining sound when Sango refused to move from her path. “Fine! I’ll tell you!” she said, finally caving. The sooner I tell her, the sooner I can get to bed.

“Come on, the couch awaits!” Sango listened, enthralled by every word as she shared her experience in the club. She left out the parts with Inuyasha. That was something she would keep secret for a little longer. Just long enough to see where things stand. When she finished, Sango stared at her in disbelief. “You sure this was you?” Kagome nodded. “Wow, I… I never expected you to… wow.”

“I wasn’t expecting it either,” she admitted, face heating. Or enjoy doing it.

Sango was a few seconds behind. “And? Did you enjoy it?”

“I…” The words lost themselves to her mouth. Sango looked at her expectantly. Her heart thundered against her chest. “Did,” she mumbled, face red.

Sango squealed, wrapping her in a hug. “I’m proud of you!”

“Proud?” Kagome was taken aback by her friend’s odd support. “That’s not exactly how I was seeing the situation…”

“You enjoyed it right? That’s all that matters.”

Kagome frowned. “Drug addicts enjoy taking drugs, that doesn’t make it right.”

Sango twisted her mouth in a frown. “What does that have to do with anything?”

She sighed. “I just… don’t think I feel comfortable finding this stuff out about myself.”

“What? That you enjoy sex?”

“That I enjoy sex regardless of who it’s with or why. I grew up learning about how sex was supposed to be special, with the person that you love.”

“And you’ll have that… later. You’ll find your special guy just like I found my Miroku, but until then, why do you have to hold back? Just be safe about it.” Kagome’s thoughts immediately turned to Inuyasha. He was just a… a what? Friend? They had not had sex yet, so that was probably the best classifier for him. Besides, he was someone she could not see herself falling for. Yes, he was interesting, but most of that interest came from his looks and Sango’s stories. After a month or so, they would most likely be bored with each other.

Kagome gave a long look at her friend. Sango gave her an encouraging smile, eventually bringing one out in her as well. “God, you are such a terrible role-model.”

Sango laughed. “I know. I also know the perfect way to celebrate your night of solo perversion…”

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Kagome wasn’t going to let her soreness prevent her from joining Sango and Miroku. He had come as soon as Sango called, sensing something exciting was coming in his near future. Any thoughts on Inuyasha faded into the background as she stripped and joined the two in bed. On her back, she was the first to receive Miroku’s attention. The mixture of pain and pleasure racked her body as he pounded himself against her. Behind him, Sango’s head appeared as she pressed herself against his back, her arms wrapping around him to link at his chest.

“So,” she said with a smile. “How many men do you think you did?”

Her breathing came in gasps as Miroku plowed into her. “You’re… asking… me… now?” she gasped, hands gripping the covers.

“Why not?” She grinned. “Come on. It’ll be exciting!” Miroku looked confused as Sango clarified. “Our little ‘angel’ went out and had herself a gangbang.”

His eyes went wide. “Seriously?” Kagome felt her face heat. “God I wish I could’ve seen that! So, how many were there?”

“Twelve?” she said with a grunt. She hadn’t exactly been counting and it got a little fuzzy towards the end. Miroku’s powerful drives into her weren’t helping either. “Or more!” she cried as Miroku’s hands began to massage her breasts. She managed to sputter out a shortened version for Miroku; his fingers teasing her nipples did not help the storytelling. By the time she finished, she could tell he was on the edge.

“Are you going to do it again?” he grunted.

Maybe it was the atmosphere, or her aroused state. She had embellished several details in her story, all to heighten the mood. Even Sango had been playing with herself as she listened, knowing Kagome had changed details. Kagome had been swept away by her own story. She lusted for release she knew Miroku offered her. Somewhere towards the end, she had locked her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. Their eyes were locked; the sound of their skin slapping filled the otherwise silent room. “Yes,” she grunted. At that moment, she had every intention to keep her word. Her lust overwhelmed her, driving her forward, bringing out the woman she kept locked deep inside her. “You want to be one of them?” Her voice was a low whisper. “You want to be one of the men who fucks me?”

“Ugh, yes!” he cried, humping her faster.

Beside him, Sango made a small pouting noise. “You never join in mine…”

“I’m going to cum!” he said, voice strained.

Her legs automatically tightened against him. “Cum in me Miroku,” she urged, her eyes still locked with his. “Cum in me in front of your girlfriend!” she gasped. A small cry left her lips as her body quivered. Inside her, Miroku burst into the condom. Breaking eye contact, Kagome stared up at the ceiling, gasping for breath.

“Wow, that was intense,” Sango said, grinning as she looked between the two. “Kagome, I love how you get so into this!”

Kagome could only smile, still gasping for air. She felt Miroku slide out of her. Remaining motionless, she continued her gaze at the ceiling. Long after she had caught her breath, she could feel the bed shake under her as Sango took her turn. The sharp squeals of their lovemaking were just background noise to Kagome, her thoughts elsewhere. With her lust sated, the woman inside her was quickly locked up once more. She felt the twinge of regret that always accompanied her. Why did I say those things? It was so easy to get caught up in the moment, to say things she regretted later. Did she really want to repeat the experience she had last night? She could feel the lack of sleep start to catch up with her, eyes growing heavier each passing second. Her last thoughts were filled with fear and worry. Maybe I do…

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A short chapter, but I thought it was a decent place to stop for the night. I hope everyone is enjoying things so far! I hope you come back for the next chapter. Until then, thanks for the reviews and I’ll see you next update!
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