InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Secret Club ❯ A Night Together ( Chapter 9 )
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By: NinjaGamer 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.09.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.09.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
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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Break! Kagome resisted the urge to scream. Free from papers, free from classes, free, free, free! She was beyond caring about her grades at this point – or so she told herself. Her research paper was done and in the hands of her professor so there was little point in worrying now. She was halfway to the bus stop when her phone began buzzing.
“Hello?” she asked, not bothering to check the ID.
“Finally answering you phone I see.” Kagome smiled at Inuyasha’s voice. They had been dating – if you could call it that – for nearly three months. His voice no longer caused the torrent of emotions like it had in the beginning. Now she just felt a soothing calm. “Did you finish your paper?”
“Yeah, I just turned it in.” He had voiced his frustration several times in numerous voicemails when she shut herself from the outside world in a last-ditch effort to finish her paper. She often wondered why he was so upset by it. While they had been meeting regularly, their relationship had never advanced to the physical stage. That no longer bothered her. After talking to Aya several times, the older woman pointed out how her relationship with Inuyasha was strengthening in different ways. They seemed to be constantly talking to each other. When his work sent him to Denmark for a few days, he called her every night a few hours before she went to sleep. If she ignored the physical aspects of the relationship, it was one she had fantasied about in high school. He was wealthy enough to splurge on her – a kindness she did her best not to abuse. Towards the beginning, Kagome had mistaken his kindness as him buying her affection. It was a reasonable assumption as it was a common practice with him and other women. Over the weeks, she learned that it was his way of showing affection. They could talk for hours about anything, but the moment the conversation drifted towards emotions, he clamped up.
One thing still unsettled her. It was nice that Inuyasha was opening up to her, but his casual attitude toward sharing tales of his lovers was disconcerting. In time, would she become one as well? What made the entire affair more awkward was her participation in the conversations. She had come to terms with the open nature of their relationship, taking advantage of the club to release her sexual frustrations that Inuyasha tended to cause. This did not mean she wanted to share it with him or hear of his own exploits. When they were together, Kagome wanted all his attention on her.
“So I can get a reservation for dinner?”
Her body felt lighter than normal, her head high as she reached the bus stop. She wanted nothing more than to go out with him. It had been days since she last saw him. It was only when you went without something that you realize how much it means to you. “Sounds great. Same time?” He usually wanted her over at his place at five.
“Yes. Also, I’m getting tickets to the theater.”
She felt a frown tug at the corners of her mouth. “It’s Friday. You know I work tonight.”
“Take off.”
“I wish I could do that. Kouga’s a real ass when it comes to days off.” Especially to me since I’m paying off the club membership.
There was a brief silence. “Just get off.”
Did you not just hear me? She suppressed a sigh. “Fine, I’ll see what I can do.”
“Great! I’ll let you go then. Remember, my place at five.”
“Right.” Disconnecting the line, she scrolled down to Kouga’s number. With a deep breath, she pressed it and waited.
He answered before the first ring was over. “Hello, Kouga speaking.” His voice was professional sounding.
“It’s Kagome.”
His voice instantly changed. “Kagome! To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I need tonight off.”
“I see…” The silence lingered, but she did not dare make a sound. “You have been working diligently these past months. I suppose—”
“Oh, thank you!” she was saying before he finished. She was thrilled to finally have a piece of her weekend back, even if it was just for tonight.
“But this is a favor for a favor,” he finished, brining Kagome back to reality.
Kagome was nodding despite knowing he could not see her. “I figured something like that would happen.” Kouga would never do something that kind without wanting something in return.
“What is this favor?”
“You’ve managed to acquire several fans the past couple months.” Kagome knew what he was talking about. Once she started regular visits, she had gathered a small following who competed with each other to be her lucky pick of the night. It was flattering that they would drop everything to go after her, but at the same time, she was slightly frightened by it. “Unfortunately, your visits aren’t as often as they would like and you’ve developed a habit of only picking one man a night.”
“So? I’m allowed to do that.”
“Of course. I was just thinking that perhaps you would be interested in a private party. Think of it as a way to better get to know your fans.”
Kagome knew what he wanted from her. Since that night she woke up in Inuyasha’s apartment, she had never done anything remotely close to that. Instead, her visits to the club ended with her picking a single partner and leaving after. I wonder how Inuyasha would feel about this? She thought about that for a moment. Knowing him, he would probably want to watch. He had the first time.
“How would this benefit you?” He always had an angle, but she was having trouble seeing how he would profit from this.
“This will be a private party hosted by me featuring one of my staff. In that case, I would be entitled to seek some compensation for the effort. Of course, you’ll be paid too.”
“That’s fine,” she said, not giving it too much thought. She was not concerned about the money; she just wanted the night off. An extended night with Inuyasha was well worth his price. Besides, she had enjoyed the first one so there was no reason to believe this next one would be any different.
“Excellent! I’ll see about setting it up then.”
“Okay, let me know.”
“Enjoy your night.”
Pushing her phone back into her jean pocket, she crossed her arms, glancing over at the bus schedule. She still felt giddy about tonight. Her mind raced, thinking of possible outcomes. She was getting excited just thinking of the things she would do. Already, the deal she had made with Kouga had faded in her mind.
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She was dressed in a gorgeous red dress. Like always, Inuyasha had ensured the dress was tailored specifically for her. This dress was a step away from the form-fitting ones he usually got her. The silk-like material draped away from her body, but in a way that seemed to accent what was there. She especially loved how the dress made her breasts seem larger than they really were – or perhaps it was just her wishful thinking. Regardless, it was a massive confidence boost to be able to turn heads when she walked past. Plenty of heads were turning now.
“It’s odd having so many people look at me,” she said in a low voice, trying to keep herself from blushing.
“I would be insulted if they didn’t. You look fantastic tonight.”
Her blush grew deeper. “Thanks.” She had spent a fair amount of time preparing herself.
Their waiter appeared. Inuyasha ordered the wine as well as their meal. This too had become normal for them. Kagome preferred it this way. He had excellent taste in his choices. After repeating their order, the waiter gave them a slight bow and scurried off.
“How did your paper turn out?” he asked, resting his hands against the table.
She shrugged. “I think I did alright.”
“Alright? For as much time as you took, you should get an A.” He sounded upset.
“What’s wrong? Miss me?” she asked with a teasing smile.
“In a way. Without you to distract me, all I did was work.”
She feigned a hurt expression, pressing a hand against her chest. “Oh, so now I’m just a distraction?”
“A wonderful and lovely distraction,” he said quickly. Eyes locked, they smiled.
“You mentioned something about a trip in one of your voicemails.” She had no idea what made her remember that. Oh well, it works as an opening conversation topic.
He shifted in his seat. “Oh that. I had to go to China for a few days.”
“See? Even if I wasn’t busy working on that paper we couldn’t have done anything.”
He was frowning. “We could have talked on the phone. You weren’t even doing that.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Because we talk forever.”
“Would you rather we not?”
“No, no. I never said that.” He smiled as she took a sip of her water. “So, how was China?”
“It was nice. I bumped into an old acquaintance there so at the very least I got to catch up with her.” The instant he mentioned his acquaintance was a ‘her’ a few flares went up in her mind. I’m sure he ‘bumped’ into her. “Something wrong?” he asked, bringing Kagome’s attention back to him.
“Huh? Oh, sorry.” She silently cursed her carelessness. Now she had to cover for her lax in maintaining her blasé expression. Slapping a grin on her face, she continued. “Was she everything you remembered?”
He matched her grin. “She was okay. I prefer Japanese women over Chinese.” His gaze bore into her as he leaned forward slightly. “They have something about them that I love.”
It took a lot of effort to calm herself from that. Breaking eye contact, she glanced down at the table, smiling shyly. Her face was already heating and it felt like the restaurant itself was getting warmer. Her heart had not raced like this since they first started going to dinner together. Calm down Kagome! He wasn’t saying he loved you, just Japanese women. “Is that so?” she managed. Under the table, she wrung her hands nervously.
He was about to say something when the waiter returned with the wine. Any hope of hearing what he had been about to say was lost when he continued with his actual work in China. The intimate mood that had been forming was bust and attempting to reestablish it now would only make things awkward . It was unfortunate, but Kagome would have to wait and see what happened later. The night is only beginning.
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“Okay, here’s another question for you. If you were failing an important class, would you sleep with your professor to pass?”
“What? What kind of question is that!?” Kagome laughed as she grabbed her glass of wine. She knew she was tipsy, skirting drunk. Her body was loose, and her arms tingled pleasantly. Most of all, her head was light. She was back in Inuyasha’s apartment, lounging on his couch. Like always, he was on the other one, a devious smile and glass of brandy in hand.
“Come on, come on! Out with it!” he urged.
She pressed the glass to her lips, looking out over the glass. “No comment,” she muttered before tipping the glass up.
“Ah!” he shouted, pointing at her as he straightened his posture. “You totally would!”
“I never said that! I just… would be open to negotiation.” His laughter infected her, causing her to chuckle. The wine glass hovered hear her head, her taking periodic sips when she was able. “Okay, okay, my turn,” she said, scooting herself up on the armrest of the couch. She thought for a moment, mind sluggish from the alcohol. “Have you ever been caught in the act by a woman’s husband?”
“Twice,” he answered.
Kagome snorted. “How did that go?”
“The first one was the classic screaming. I grabbed my things and got the hell out while they were fighting. The second one was… odd.”
“Odd? How so?” she asked, leaning forward.
“When he walked in, she was on top facing the door. We just froze in place and I was preparing myself for the coming scramble. I’ll never forget what he said.” He looked up, recalling the memory. “‘Please use a condom.’ After that, he turned around and closed the door behind him.”
Her mouth was slightly agape. “You’re kidding.” He shook his head. “And?”
He puffed up his chest. “I put on a condom and finished.”
“You finished? You didn’t get the hell out of there?”
“I did after I was done.”
Kagome narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “And the woman was okay with this?”
He shrugged. “She yelled my name just as loud after.” Before she could call bullshit on the story, he interrupted her. “My turn.”
She sighed, sinking back into the leather couch. “Fine.”
“If you walked in on your husband with another woman, would you join in?”
“No,” she answered immediately.
“Really?” He seemed surprised.
“Really,” she answered, voice firm.
“Would you even be tempted?”
“Not in the slightest.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Just because I have threesomes now doesn’t mean I will when I’m married.”
“So you’ll be faithful?”
“Of course! And I expect my husband to be as well.”
“What if he allows you to sleep with others?”
“I still wouldn’t do it. I have expectations for when I’m married. Faithfulness is just under love.”
“Interesting,” was all he said before sipping his drink.
“I believe it’s my turn for a question.” Inuyasha nodded. “Would you allow your wife to participate in a gangbang?”
“Yes.” His answer was almost as fast as her ‘no’ had been. He tilted his head, giving her a curious look. “Surprising?”
“I was expecting you to say, ‘It doesn’t matter because I will never get married.’”
“I never said I wouldn’t get married. I just don’t see the point in it. Marriage isn’t going to make me change my ways.”
“I can’t believe you would let her…”
He shrugged. “If I love her enough to marry her, I would support anything that brings her happiness. My turn again.” He paused, thinking. A devious smile crept across his face. “If you were a professor and had an attractive student come on to you, would you have sex with them?”
“Of course not!”
“So you would have sex with a professor, just not as one.”
“They are two completely different things.”
“Boring!” he said, finishing the remainder of his drink. Laughing, she filled her glass with more wine. They continued like this for hours, taking turns asking increasingly personal questions. Maybe it was the alcohol, but Kagome was having a blast when she would normally feel uncomfortable.
But all things came to an end. Seeing that it was slightly passed midnight, Kagome finished her remaining wine. Setting the glass on the table, she rose to her feet, wobbling somewhat. “I should get going,” she said when Inuyasha gave her a quizzical expression.
“It’s only midnight!”
“Yeah, but I have plans,” she said with a smile.
“Plans?”
She nodded, moving towards the door. He followed close behind. “It’s been a stressful week. I’m going to the club.”
A strong hand on her arm stopped her. “Maybe you could stay here.”
Facing him, she gazed up into his gold eyes. Her throat tightened. Is he asking…? “I—” His lips stopped her from saying anything more. Surprised, she jerked away. “Wai—” The second time she did not pull away. Her tensed body relaxed as she melted against him. The kiss was tender, exploring. Her eyes were half-open when they separated for air. The silenced dragged on as they stared at one another. The dam had burst. The months of sexual tension had finally snapped. Gasping for breath, they smothered each other in kisses. Kagome was slammed against the wall, Inuyasha pinning her there as his tongue ran across her lips.
Gradually, the two inched towards the bedroom. Their hands wandered the other’s body, their lips never separating for more than a quick few breaths. In a twirl of motion, Kagome caught sight of the bed. Realizing they were still dressed, she began tearing off any clothing she could get a hold of. Inuyasha pushed both straps from her shoulders. With a quick unzip, the dress fell away like flower petals. She yelped in surprise as he effortlessly tossed her onto the bed. By the time she managed to flip herself over, he had freed himself from the last of his clothing. Crawling over top of her, he resumed his barrage of kisses. The room was filled with the wet smacking of lips and their low gasps for air.
Lifting himself away from her, Inuyasha towered above her, his gaze running over her body. His intense stare brought a rush of modesty as she tried to cover herself. With a playful smile, he pinned her arms against the bed. “You’re more gorgeous than I remember.” Her face heated as he leaned forward to give her a soft kiss. He planted a kiss on her cheek and started moving down. Her eyelids fluttered as he kissed her neck, his rough tongue running against her skin. She felt her legs spread automatically as his hand reached between them. Whimpering, she felt his fingers tease her. Her hands gripped the covers as his finger slid into her. Her body quivered, his finger wiggling inside her as his tongue and lips continued teasing the skin of her neck. It seemed like he knew exactly how to work her. In just these few minutes, he had brought her closer to climax faster than Miroku ever had.
But he held back, bringing her to the edge only to stop. He was teasing her and it frustrated the hell out of her. She pushed her hips against his fingers, begging him to grant her the release she desired. Her voice was a whine, pleading for him to grant her wish. “Not yet,” he whispered. She felt the heat of his body leave as he pulled away, his finger vanishing from inside her. Her body was shaking as she panted for breath. Inuyasha spread her legs farther. For the first time, she got a clear look at his bulging erection. While not as large as Toshi’s had been, his girth rivaled Miroku. Her jaw quivered, excitement running through her as he crept closer. His tip pressed against her womanhood. A sharp thrust and he was inside.
The tenderness the two had shared moments ago was gone. A primal need had overtaken both of them. Kagome cried out as he slammed himself against her. Sweat ran from his brow as he leaned over. Her breasts jerked violently to his forceful thrusts. Under him, she thrashed wildly. Her hands grabbed at the covers, pulling them as she cried his name. Spasms of pleasure shot through her. Conflicting emotions stirred within. She cherished each second, her hips instinctively bucking against him. It was wild, full of passion – but it was empty. She expected – she wanted – something more from this. Her eyes looked up to watch Inuyasha, his expression one of fierce concentration. Suddenly she was not having sex with Inuyasha, but a random man from the club. There was no special connection, only the primitive need to finish. To Inuyasha, she was no different than a woman he picked at the club.
This isn’t what I want, not from him. But her mind and body were in disagreement. With an uninhibited cry, she dug her nails into the bed as shuddering contractions overtook her. For the next few seconds, her mind was wiped clear as pleasure thundered throughout her body.
Hovering above her, Inuyasha was still focused. He continued his sharp drives, even as his seed flooded into her. She was faintly aware of the warm moisture building within her. Wearing an almost pained look, Inuyasha managed a few more meager thrusts before shoving into her a final time. He maintained eye contact as he slowly separated from her, flopping onto the bed beside her.
“Wow,” she gasped, breath ragged. Sango’s stories paled in comparison to the actual thing. He was certainly great in bed, but so were a lot of other men.
“Yeah,” he agreed. He grinned as he glanced over at her. “I’d say it was worth the wait.”
Kagome had a feeling he would be okay for another go, but did not pursue it. She was physically satisfied but emotionally exhausted. She had been dreaming of this moment for months and now that it finally came into being she was left wanting more. But regardless, it was fantastic. As she laid there, another, more pressing, problem came to mind. Do I stay or go? She wanted to stay; even a few more seconds with Inuyasha would be worth it. Would Inuyasha mind if I stayed the night? The answer worried her. She was already pushing limits being here. If he was telling the truth, she was the only woman who had entered his private sanctum. After all they had done together, sex notwithstanding, she feared being treated like one of his other women. Now that he’s gotten what he’s wanted, will he be off to the next woman?
Her anxiety finally caught up to her. The silence was too much. She would force his hand. Once her breathing returned to normal, she sat up. Beside her, he tilted his head to watch her as she scooted towards the edge of the bed. Her heart was pounding as she grabbed her clothes she had brought before changing into the dress. Please say something, anything!
“Where are you going?” he asked as she arranged her clothes to begin putting them on.
“I… I figured you…” She stopped, unable to continue.
“What? Was done?” They both understood he was not talking about sex.
Her face reddened. “I wasn’t sure.”
He propped himself up on his elbow. “If I wanted you to leave, I would have told you to.” His gaze drifted to the point between her legs. “I forgot to ask beforehand, but that isn’t going to be a problem is it?”
She glanced down at the liquid between her legs. “No,” she said as she looked up. I’m glad I started birth control.
“Good.” She was a little hurt by his curt response. He pulled back the covers as Kagome set her clothes back into their spot. Cautiously, she crawled back onto the bed, slipping under the covers. While the physical space between them was small, she could sense the chasm that separated them. He leaned over to kiss her lightly on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” To her surprise, he laid his arm across her chest, inviting her to cuddle closer. With a smile, she slid a few inches closer, their bare skin meeting beneath the covers. This… this is a good thing right? He did not do this with other women. He had mentioned it several times that he left shortly after. Maybe I’m misunderstanding things again. It seemed like he enjoyed it. She turned on her side, his arm tightening around her, pulling her closer against him. Her smile widened. Maybe he’s warming up to being with me. If that was true, maybe, just maybe, he would change his lifestyle. Hope surged through her. If she could just nudge him in the right direction… A future with him and only him suddenly seemed possible. She drifted to sleep, confident – and most of all – happy.
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Inuyasha awoke to an empty bed. While it was a normal occurrence, something felt off. Kagome! Abruptly, he shot up in bed, eyes shooting over to where she had placed her clothes. Gone! He was on his feet and out of the room. Approaching the kitchen, he became aware of the sizzling sounds and aroma of cooked eggs. Turning the corner, he found Kagome standing by the stove. She seemed surprised at his sudden appearance.
“Oh! I was just about to wake you.” Her gaze shifted downward, her face reddening. She never ceases to amaze me. Only she would have a look of pure ecstasy while men took turns having their way with her, and turn around and blush at the sight of a naked man. Back in his room, he quickly grabbed a pair of boxers and jeans from his closet. When he returned to the kitchen, Kagome was rummaging through drawers looking for silverware.
“Three from the left,” he said walking over to the table. Finding them, she joined him, setting a fork next to his plate before taking her place across from him. He examined the omelet, not sure what to make of it. It looked delicious, but he normally skipped breakfast.
“Sorry I did this without asking,” she said quietly, noticing his scrutiny.
“No, it’s fine.” He cut off a piece and ate it. A few bites and he was hooked. I could get used to this. “It’s wonderful,” he said with a grin, noticing her anticipated gaze. She looked relieved, her shoulders relaxing. Only then did she start eating hers. While he bent his head low to look at the omelet, he studied her as she ate. Her little smile of satisfaction was cute. Hell, all of her was cute. Yet her cuteness did nothing to dampen his disappointment. Last night had been mediocre. The sex was decent enough. Her lithe body was certainly tighter than he expected – a pleasant surprise. Pleasurable or not, that was not the point. He wanted the woman he had seen in the club; the one who lost herself in the act. It pissed him off that the bastard Miroku had done it his first time. Why? Why could he do it and not me? He knew he was better. Even Sango, the bastards own woman, had mentioned his superiority in bed. He had been prepared to ravish Kagome all night; yet the mood had died after the first. It was a conundrum he was determined to solve. He was getting frustrated. He had spent far more time on her than any other woman. The results he desired were not manifesting. What was the point of spending all this time with her if it failed to give him what he wanted?
Liar. Admitting it was hard, but she had grown on him. The last week had been painful proof of that. He had actually missed her. Missed her, a woman. She was bright and driven. She had a dream she wanted and continually moved towards it. He on the other hand, had become static. His life was just a different slice of the same flavor. A new woman to temporarily satisfy him before moving to a new one, new faces to sell a product to; it never ended. Kagome had changed that. He was starting to enjoy life and enjoy being with her. He truly wanted things to work. Seeing her at the club, the expression of pure bliss as man after man had their way with her. That was the woman he wanted. Kagome was the bridge of both worlds. She believed she wanted a humble life, a family, a job teaching, a loving husband… A boring life. He saw something different. He saw a woman with an uncontrollable passion locked deep inside her. It was begging to be released and he wanted to be the one who did it.
She noticed him watching her. With a mouth full of egg, she smiled. She was radiant. He had seen love before. She was falling for him. Maybe he was too, but she would never completely capture his heart, not the woman before him now. She was a fake. The woman he loved was locked inside. He remembered their question game they played earlier in the night. They had spoken briefly about marriage. He knew that if he would marry anyone, it would be her – the real her; the one who would catch him in bed with another woman and happily join them. The woman who would ask permission for a gangbang and tease him by making him watch.
He smiled back, determination gripping him. No matter what, he would not lose her. He would do anything in his power to ensure she did not leave. And once I reveal her true self, she’ll never want to.
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Ooo, a little insight into Inuyasha! I both love and hate this chapter. It did not turn out the way I wanted. I think I just missed what I wanted this chapter to convey.
In other news, I threw out my planned ending for this story. I just randomly had a thought, ‘what if *blank* and *blank* happened instead and *blank* happened leading to *blank*?’ Suddenly, a whole arc opened up that greatly expanded the story past its planned ending. All I can say is things are going to get crazy.
As always, thanks for the support and reviews! Please leave one and I hope to see you next chapter.
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Break! Kagome resisted the urge to scream. Free from papers, free from classes, free, free, free! She was beyond caring about her grades at this point – or so she told herself. Her research paper was done and in the hands of her professor so there was little point in worrying now. She was halfway to the bus stop when her phone began buzzing.
“Hello?” she asked, not bothering to check the ID.
“Finally answering you phone I see.” Kagome smiled at Inuyasha’s voice. They had been dating – if you could call it that – for nearly three months. His voice no longer caused the torrent of emotions like it had in the beginning. Now she just felt a soothing calm. “Did you finish your paper?”
“Yeah, I just turned it in.” He had voiced his frustration several times in numerous voicemails when she shut herself from the outside world in a last-ditch effort to finish her paper. She often wondered why he was so upset by it. While they had been meeting regularly, their relationship had never advanced to the physical stage. That no longer bothered her. After talking to Aya several times, the older woman pointed out how her relationship with Inuyasha was strengthening in different ways. They seemed to be constantly talking to each other. When his work sent him to Denmark for a few days, he called her every night a few hours before she went to sleep. If she ignored the physical aspects of the relationship, it was one she had fantasied about in high school. He was wealthy enough to splurge on her – a kindness she did her best not to abuse. Towards the beginning, Kagome had mistaken his kindness as him buying her affection. It was a reasonable assumption as it was a common practice with him and other women. Over the weeks, she learned that it was his way of showing affection. They could talk for hours about anything, but the moment the conversation drifted towards emotions, he clamped up.
One thing still unsettled her. It was nice that Inuyasha was opening up to her, but his casual attitude toward sharing tales of his lovers was disconcerting. In time, would she become one as well? What made the entire affair more awkward was her participation in the conversations. She had come to terms with the open nature of their relationship, taking advantage of the club to release her sexual frustrations that Inuyasha tended to cause. This did not mean she wanted to share it with him or hear of his own exploits. When they were together, Kagome wanted all his attention on her.
“So I can get a reservation for dinner?”
Her body felt lighter than normal, her head high as she reached the bus stop. She wanted nothing more than to go out with him. It had been days since she last saw him. It was only when you went without something that you realize how much it means to you. “Sounds great. Same time?” He usually wanted her over at his place at five.
“Yes. Also, I’m getting tickets to the theater.”
She felt a frown tug at the corners of her mouth. “It’s Friday. You know I work tonight.”
“Take off.”
“I wish I could do that. Kouga’s a real ass when it comes to days off.” Especially to me since I’m paying off the club membership.
There was a brief silence. “Just get off.”
Did you not just hear me? She suppressed a sigh. “Fine, I’ll see what I can do.”
“Great! I’ll let you go then. Remember, my place at five.”
“Right.” Disconnecting the line, she scrolled down to Kouga’s number. With a deep breath, she pressed it and waited.
He answered before the first ring was over. “Hello, Kouga speaking.” His voice was professional sounding.
“It’s Kagome.”
His voice instantly changed. “Kagome! To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I need tonight off.”
“I see…” The silence lingered, but she did not dare make a sound. “You have been working diligently these past months. I suppose—”
“Oh, thank you!” she was saying before he finished. She was thrilled to finally have a piece of her weekend back, even if it was just for tonight.
“But this is a favor for a favor,” he finished, brining Kagome back to reality.
Kagome was nodding despite knowing he could not see her. “I figured something like that would happen.” Kouga would never do something that kind without wanting something in return.
“What is this favor?”
“You’ve managed to acquire several fans the past couple months.” Kagome knew what he was talking about. Once she started regular visits, she had gathered a small following who competed with each other to be her lucky pick of the night. It was flattering that they would drop everything to go after her, but at the same time, she was slightly frightened by it. “Unfortunately, your visits aren’t as often as they would like and you’ve developed a habit of only picking one man a night.”
“So? I’m allowed to do that.”
“Of course. I was just thinking that perhaps you would be interested in a private party. Think of it as a way to better get to know your fans.”
Kagome knew what he wanted from her. Since that night she woke up in Inuyasha’s apartment, she had never done anything remotely close to that. Instead, her visits to the club ended with her picking a single partner and leaving after. I wonder how Inuyasha would feel about this? She thought about that for a moment. Knowing him, he would probably want to watch. He had the first time.
“How would this benefit you?” He always had an angle, but she was having trouble seeing how he would profit from this.
“This will be a private party hosted by me featuring one of my staff. In that case, I would be entitled to seek some compensation for the effort. Of course, you’ll be paid too.”
“That’s fine,” she said, not giving it too much thought. She was not concerned about the money; she just wanted the night off. An extended night with Inuyasha was well worth his price. Besides, she had enjoyed the first one so there was no reason to believe this next one would be any different.
“Excellent! I’ll see about setting it up then.”
“Okay, let me know.”
“Enjoy your night.”
Pushing her phone back into her jean pocket, she crossed her arms, glancing over at the bus schedule. She still felt giddy about tonight. Her mind raced, thinking of possible outcomes. She was getting excited just thinking of the things she would do. Already, the deal she had made with Kouga had faded in her mind.
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She was dressed in a gorgeous red dress. Like always, Inuyasha had ensured the dress was tailored specifically for her. This dress was a step away from the form-fitting ones he usually got her. The silk-like material draped away from her body, but in a way that seemed to accent what was there. She especially loved how the dress made her breasts seem larger than they really were – or perhaps it was just her wishful thinking. Regardless, it was a massive confidence boost to be able to turn heads when she walked past. Plenty of heads were turning now.
“It’s odd having so many people look at me,” she said in a low voice, trying to keep herself from blushing.
“I would be insulted if they didn’t. You look fantastic tonight.”
Her blush grew deeper. “Thanks.” She had spent a fair amount of time preparing herself.
Their waiter appeared. Inuyasha ordered the wine as well as their meal. This too had become normal for them. Kagome preferred it this way. He had excellent taste in his choices. After repeating their order, the waiter gave them a slight bow and scurried off.
“How did your paper turn out?” he asked, resting his hands against the table.
She shrugged. “I think I did alright.”
“Alright? For as much time as you took, you should get an A.” He sounded upset.
“What’s wrong? Miss me?” she asked with a teasing smile.
“In a way. Without you to distract me, all I did was work.”
She feigned a hurt expression, pressing a hand against her chest. “Oh, so now I’m just a distraction?”
“A wonderful and lovely distraction,” he said quickly. Eyes locked, they smiled.
“You mentioned something about a trip in one of your voicemails.” She had no idea what made her remember that. Oh well, it works as an opening conversation topic.
He shifted in his seat. “Oh that. I had to go to China for a few days.”
“See? Even if I wasn’t busy working on that paper we couldn’t have done anything.”
He was frowning. “We could have talked on the phone. You weren’t even doing that.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Because we talk forever.”
“Would you rather we not?”
“No, no. I never said that.” He smiled as she took a sip of her water. “So, how was China?”
“It was nice. I bumped into an old acquaintance there so at the very least I got to catch up with her.” The instant he mentioned his acquaintance was a ‘her’ a few flares went up in her mind. I’m sure he ‘bumped’ into her. “Something wrong?” he asked, bringing Kagome’s attention back to him.
“Huh? Oh, sorry.” She silently cursed her carelessness. Now she had to cover for her lax in maintaining her blasé expression. Slapping a grin on her face, she continued. “Was she everything you remembered?”
He matched her grin. “She was okay. I prefer Japanese women over Chinese.” His gaze bore into her as he leaned forward slightly. “They have something about them that I love.”
It took a lot of effort to calm herself from that. Breaking eye contact, she glanced down at the table, smiling shyly. Her face was already heating and it felt like the restaurant itself was getting warmer. Her heart had not raced like this since they first started going to dinner together. Calm down Kagome! He wasn’t saying he loved you, just Japanese women. “Is that so?” she managed. Under the table, she wrung her hands nervously.
He was about to say something when the waiter returned with the wine. Any hope of hearing what he had been about to say was lost when he continued with his actual work in China. The intimate mood that had been forming was bust and attempting to reestablish it now would only make things awkward . It was unfortunate, but Kagome would have to wait and see what happened later. The night is only beginning.
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“Okay, here’s another question for you. If you were failing an important class, would you sleep with your professor to pass?”
“What? What kind of question is that!?” Kagome laughed as she grabbed her glass of wine. She knew she was tipsy, skirting drunk. Her body was loose, and her arms tingled pleasantly. Most of all, her head was light. She was back in Inuyasha’s apartment, lounging on his couch. Like always, he was on the other one, a devious smile and glass of brandy in hand.
“Come on, come on! Out with it!” he urged.
She pressed the glass to her lips, looking out over the glass. “No comment,” she muttered before tipping the glass up.
“Ah!” he shouted, pointing at her as he straightened his posture. “You totally would!”
“I never said that! I just… would be open to negotiation.” His laughter infected her, causing her to chuckle. The wine glass hovered hear her head, her taking periodic sips when she was able. “Okay, okay, my turn,” she said, scooting herself up on the armrest of the couch. She thought for a moment, mind sluggish from the alcohol. “Have you ever been caught in the act by a woman’s husband?”
“Twice,” he answered.
Kagome snorted. “How did that go?”
“The first one was the classic screaming. I grabbed my things and got the hell out while they were fighting. The second one was… odd.”
“Odd? How so?” she asked, leaning forward.
“When he walked in, she was on top facing the door. We just froze in place and I was preparing myself for the coming scramble. I’ll never forget what he said.” He looked up, recalling the memory. “‘Please use a condom.’ After that, he turned around and closed the door behind him.”
Her mouth was slightly agape. “You’re kidding.” He shook his head. “And?”
He puffed up his chest. “I put on a condom and finished.”
“You finished? You didn’t get the hell out of there?”
“I did after I was done.”
Kagome narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “And the woman was okay with this?”
He shrugged. “She yelled my name just as loud after.” Before she could call bullshit on the story, he interrupted her. “My turn.”
She sighed, sinking back into the leather couch. “Fine.”
“If you walked in on your husband with another woman, would you join in?”
“No,” she answered immediately.
“Really?” He seemed surprised.
“Really,” she answered, voice firm.
“Would you even be tempted?”
“Not in the slightest.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Just because I have threesomes now doesn’t mean I will when I’m married.”
“So you’ll be faithful?”
“Of course! And I expect my husband to be as well.”
“What if he allows you to sleep with others?”
“I still wouldn’t do it. I have expectations for when I’m married. Faithfulness is just under love.”
“Interesting,” was all he said before sipping his drink.
“I believe it’s my turn for a question.” Inuyasha nodded. “Would you allow your wife to participate in a gangbang?”
“Yes.” His answer was almost as fast as her ‘no’ had been. He tilted his head, giving her a curious look. “Surprising?”
“I was expecting you to say, ‘It doesn’t matter because I will never get married.’”
“I never said I wouldn’t get married. I just don’t see the point in it. Marriage isn’t going to make me change my ways.”
“I can’t believe you would let her…”
He shrugged. “If I love her enough to marry her, I would support anything that brings her happiness. My turn again.” He paused, thinking. A devious smile crept across his face. “If you were a professor and had an attractive student come on to you, would you have sex with them?”
“Of course not!”
“So you would have sex with a professor, just not as one.”
“They are two completely different things.”
“Boring!” he said, finishing the remainder of his drink. Laughing, she filled her glass with more wine. They continued like this for hours, taking turns asking increasingly personal questions. Maybe it was the alcohol, but Kagome was having a blast when she would normally feel uncomfortable.
But all things came to an end. Seeing that it was slightly passed midnight, Kagome finished her remaining wine. Setting the glass on the table, she rose to her feet, wobbling somewhat. “I should get going,” she said when Inuyasha gave her a quizzical expression.
“It’s only midnight!”
“Yeah, but I have plans,” she said with a smile.
“Plans?”
She nodded, moving towards the door. He followed close behind. “It’s been a stressful week. I’m going to the club.”
A strong hand on her arm stopped her. “Maybe you could stay here.”
Facing him, she gazed up into his gold eyes. Her throat tightened. Is he asking…? “I—” His lips stopped her from saying anything more. Surprised, she jerked away. “Wai—” The second time she did not pull away. Her tensed body relaxed as she melted against him. The kiss was tender, exploring. Her eyes were half-open when they separated for air. The silenced dragged on as they stared at one another. The dam had burst. The months of sexual tension had finally snapped. Gasping for breath, they smothered each other in kisses. Kagome was slammed against the wall, Inuyasha pinning her there as his tongue ran across her lips.
Gradually, the two inched towards the bedroom. Their hands wandered the other’s body, their lips never separating for more than a quick few breaths. In a twirl of motion, Kagome caught sight of the bed. Realizing they were still dressed, she began tearing off any clothing she could get a hold of. Inuyasha pushed both straps from her shoulders. With a quick unzip, the dress fell away like flower petals. She yelped in surprise as he effortlessly tossed her onto the bed. By the time she managed to flip herself over, he had freed himself from the last of his clothing. Crawling over top of her, he resumed his barrage of kisses. The room was filled with the wet smacking of lips and their low gasps for air.
Lifting himself away from her, Inuyasha towered above her, his gaze running over her body. His intense stare brought a rush of modesty as she tried to cover herself. With a playful smile, he pinned her arms against the bed. “You’re more gorgeous than I remember.” Her face heated as he leaned forward to give her a soft kiss. He planted a kiss on her cheek and started moving down. Her eyelids fluttered as he kissed her neck, his rough tongue running against her skin. She felt her legs spread automatically as his hand reached between them. Whimpering, she felt his fingers tease her. Her hands gripped the covers as his finger slid into her. Her body quivered, his finger wiggling inside her as his tongue and lips continued teasing the skin of her neck. It seemed like he knew exactly how to work her. In just these few minutes, he had brought her closer to climax faster than Miroku ever had.
But he held back, bringing her to the edge only to stop. He was teasing her and it frustrated the hell out of her. She pushed her hips against his fingers, begging him to grant her the release she desired. Her voice was a whine, pleading for him to grant her wish. “Not yet,” he whispered. She felt the heat of his body leave as he pulled away, his finger vanishing from inside her. Her body was shaking as she panted for breath. Inuyasha spread her legs farther. For the first time, she got a clear look at his bulging erection. While not as large as Toshi’s had been, his girth rivaled Miroku. Her jaw quivered, excitement running through her as he crept closer. His tip pressed against her womanhood. A sharp thrust and he was inside.
The tenderness the two had shared moments ago was gone. A primal need had overtaken both of them. Kagome cried out as he slammed himself against her. Sweat ran from his brow as he leaned over. Her breasts jerked violently to his forceful thrusts. Under him, she thrashed wildly. Her hands grabbed at the covers, pulling them as she cried his name. Spasms of pleasure shot through her. Conflicting emotions stirred within. She cherished each second, her hips instinctively bucking against him. It was wild, full of passion – but it was empty. She expected – she wanted – something more from this. Her eyes looked up to watch Inuyasha, his expression one of fierce concentration. Suddenly she was not having sex with Inuyasha, but a random man from the club. There was no special connection, only the primitive need to finish. To Inuyasha, she was no different than a woman he picked at the club.
This isn’t what I want, not from him. But her mind and body were in disagreement. With an uninhibited cry, she dug her nails into the bed as shuddering contractions overtook her. For the next few seconds, her mind was wiped clear as pleasure thundered throughout her body.
Hovering above her, Inuyasha was still focused. He continued his sharp drives, even as his seed flooded into her. She was faintly aware of the warm moisture building within her. Wearing an almost pained look, Inuyasha managed a few more meager thrusts before shoving into her a final time. He maintained eye contact as he slowly separated from her, flopping onto the bed beside her.
“Wow,” she gasped, breath ragged. Sango’s stories paled in comparison to the actual thing. He was certainly great in bed, but so were a lot of other men.
“Yeah,” he agreed. He grinned as he glanced over at her. “I’d say it was worth the wait.”
Kagome had a feeling he would be okay for another go, but did not pursue it. She was physically satisfied but emotionally exhausted. She had been dreaming of this moment for months and now that it finally came into being she was left wanting more. But regardless, it was fantastic. As she laid there, another, more pressing, problem came to mind. Do I stay or go? She wanted to stay; even a few more seconds with Inuyasha would be worth it. Would Inuyasha mind if I stayed the night? The answer worried her. She was already pushing limits being here. If he was telling the truth, she was the only woman who had entered his private sanctum. After all they had done together, sex notwithstanding, she feared being treated like one of his other women. Now that he’s gotten what he’s wanted, will he be off to the next woman?
Her anxiety finally caught up to her. The silence was too much. She would force his hand. Once her breathing returned to normal, she sat up. Beside her, he tilted his head to watch her as she scooted towards the edge of the bed. Her heart was pounding as she grabbed her clothes she had brought before changing into the dress. Please say something, anything!
“Where are you going?” he asked as she arranged her clothes to begin putting them on.
“I… I figured you…” She stopped, unable to continue.
“What? Was done?” They both understood he was not talking about sex.
Her face reddened. “I wasn’t sure.”
He propped himself up on his elbow. “If I wanted you to leave, I would have told you to.” His gaze drifted to the point between her legs. “I forgot to ask beforehand, but that isn’t going to be a problem is it?”
She glanced down at the liquid between her legs. “No,” she said as she looked up. I’m glad I started birth control.
“Good.” She was a little hurt by his curt response. He pulled back the covers as Kagome set her clothes back into their spot. Cautiously, she crawled back onto the bed, slipping under the covers. While the physical space between them was small, she could sense the chasm that separated them. He leaned over to kiss her lightly on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” To her surprise, he laid his arm across her chest, inviting her to cuddle closer. With a smile, she slid a few inches closer, their bare skin meeting beneath the covers. This… this is a good thing right? He did not do this with other women. He had mentioned it several times that he left shortly after. Maybe I’m misunderstanding things again. It seemed like he enjoyed it. She turned on her side, his arm tightening around her, pulling her closer against him. Her smile widened. Maybe he’s warming up to being with me. If that was true, maybe, just maybe, he would change his lifestyle. Hope surged through her. If she could just nudge him in the right direction… A future with him and only him suddenly seemed possible. She drifted to sleep, confident – and most of all – happy.
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Inuyasha awoke to an empty bed. While it was a normal occurrence, something felt off. Kagome! Abruptly, he shot up in bed, eyes shooting over to where she had placed her clothes. Gone! He was on his feet and out of the room. Approaching the kitchen, he became aware of the sizzling sounds and aroma of cooked eggs. Turning the corner, he found Kagome standing by the stove. She seemed surprised at his sudden appearance.
“Oh! I was just about to wake you.” Her gaze shifted downward, her face reddening. She never ceases to amaze me. Only she would have a look of pure ecstasy while men took turns having their way with her, and turn around and blush at the sight of a naked man. Back in his room, he quickly grabbed a pair of boxers and jeans from his closet. When he returned to the kitchen, Kagome was rummaging through drawers looking for silverware.
“Three from the left,” he said walking over to the table. Finding them, she joined him, setting a fork next to his plate before taking her place across from him. He examined the omelet, not sure what to make of it. It looked delicious, but he normally skipped breakfast.
“Sorry I did this without asking,” she said quietly, noticing his scrutiny.
“No, it’s fine.” He cut off a piece and ate it. A few bites and he was hooked. I could get used to this. “It’s wonderful,” he said with a grin, noticing her anticipated gaze. She looked relieved, her shoulders relaxing. Only then did she start eating hers. While he bent his head low to look at the omelet, he studied her as she ate. Her little smile of satisfaction was cute. Hell, all of her was cute. Yet her cuteness did nothing to dampen his disappointment. Last night had been mediocre. The sex was decent enough. Her lithe body was certainly tighter than he expected – a pleasant surprise. Pleasurable or not, that was not the point. He wanted the woman he had seen in the club; the one who lost herself in the act. It pissed him off that the bastard Miroku had done it his first time. Why? Why could he do it and not me? He knew he was better. Even Sango, the bastards own woman, had mentioned his superiority in bed. He had been prepared to ravish Kagome all night; yet the mood had died after the first. It was a conundrum he was determined to solve. He was getting frustrated. He had spent far more time on her than any other woman. The results he desired were not manifesting. What was the point of spending all this time with her if it failed to give him what he wanted?
Liar. Admitting it was hard, but she had grown on him. The last week had been painful proof of that. He had actually missed her. Missed her, a woman. She was bright and driven. She had a dream she wanted and continually moved towards it. He on the other hand, had become static. His life was just a different slice of the same flavor. A new woman to temporarily satisfy him before moving to a new one, new faces to sell a product to; it never ended. Kagome had changed that. He was starting to enjoy life and enjoy being with her. He truly wanted things to work. Seeing her at the club, the expression of pure bliss as man after man had their way with her. That was the woman he wanted. Kagome was the bridge of both worlds. She believed she wanted a humble life, a family, a job teaching, a loving husband… A boring life. He saw something different. He saw a woman with an uncontrollable passion locked deep inside her. It was begging to be released and he wanted to be the one who did it.
She noticed him watching her. With a mouth full of egg, she smiled. She was radiant. He had seen love before. She was falling for him. Maybe he was too, but she would never completely capture his heart, not the woman before him now. She was a fake. The woman he loved was locked inside. He remembered their question game they played earlier in the night. They had spoken briefly about marriage. He knew that if he would marry anyone, it would be her – the real her; the one who would catch him in bed with another woman and happily join them. The woman who would ask permission for a gangbang and tease him by making him watch.
He smiled back, determination gripping him. No matter what, he would not lose her. He would do anything in his power to ensure she did not leave. And once I reveal her true self, she’ll never want to.
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Ooo, a little insight into Inuyasha! I both love and hate this chapter. It did not turn out the way I wanted. I think I just missed what I wanted this chapter to convey.
In other news, I threw out my planned ending for this story. I just randomly had a thought, ‘what if *blank* and *blank* happened instead and *blank* happened leading to *blank*?’ Suddenly, a whole arc opened up that greatly expanded the story past its planned ending. All I can say is things are going to get crazy.
As always, thanks for the support and reviews! Please leave one and I hope to see you next chapter.
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