InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Silver Dove and the Raven ❯ Chapter 13

Warning! RATED R

New York City, 2:34 pm:

"Dude…" Koga said as he pulled out a carton of milk from the fridge and pulled off the cap. "You really need to stop drooling over Kagome, it's pathetic. You guys tried it out and failed, move on."

Inuyasha rolled his eyes and sighed as he leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed. "Listen, man, I don't give up that easily. I know what I want. She's it for me and what are you talking about we 'tried it out'? She barely gave me the time of day."

"Okay... run it by me again. How did this date of yours go?" Koga leaned against the counter and stretched his back.

"Well, we went to Times Square, for dinner and a movie..."

"Ugh, typical…what movie did you go see?" Koga scoffed and sipped the carton of milk.

Inuyasha frowned. "Some horror movie, I can't remember the name."

"Uh huh…"Koga nodded. "Continue…"

"Then we had some Italian food afterward."

"Does Kagome even like Italian? I remember her avoiding 'Spaghetti night' like it was the plague."

"Are you going to keep interrupting?" Inuyasha released a frustrated sigh.

"Sorry…ok, what did you guys talk about?"

"I was trying to get to know her…so I ask 'tell me about yourself, what kind of guys do you like?'"

"NOOOO!" Koga shouted and started to laugh. "That's where you messed up, man!"

"What do you mean?"

"You never ask that. What kind of guys do you like? She probably put you to a test."

"A test?"

"Yeah, girls are weird like that. They have these 'tests' you need to pass and you don't even realize you're taking it."

"That seems cruel…" Inuyasha glanced to the side and tried to recall that night.

"They're a cruel species, my man." Koga shrugged. "Not even a heads up, it's more like a 'pop quiz'."

"Damn…"Inuyasha cursed and shook his fist. He let out an annoyed sigh and headed out the kitchen, Koga followed behind; guzzling down the milk. They entered the living room where the rest of their roommates had lounged out for the evening. Kagura and Kikyo sat on the couch looking over a magazine while Sango channel surfed. Miroku reclined on the couch with his eyes closed listening to his IPod and Ayame looked through the Backstage newspaper for any open auditions as she posted her headshots on the internet. She turned around when Inuyasha and Koga sat on the couch next to her and scoffed.

"Ever heard of a cup?" she grimaced at Koga and turned her attention back to the computer.

"Ever heard of minding your own business?" he retorted dryly and drank the milk with more emphasis.

"You two should just shut up already and hook up." Inuyasha shook his head and looked at Sango.

"You are not authorized to give out dating advice." Koga frowned and leaned back into the cushion.

Inuyasha cocked a brow and bowed his head. "Whatever, you just don't understand the chemistry she and I have. It's there, she is just stubborn."

"What chemistry?" Koga teased. "She's off in Italy with your brother. Besides, you know something is up with them two, whether they like to admit it or not."

"Totally..." Ayame agreed. "It's obvious."

Inuyasha glared at Ayame in shock. "Ayame, I thought you were on my side?"

"I'm sorry, Inuyasha. I tried to stay positive but you can see that something is up with them." she batted her lashes apologetically.

"Nothing is going on with them, it's a publicity stunt! Kagome's not into him and he isn't in to her."

"Well, they look into it here!" Kikyo laughed as she turned her magazine for all of them to see. It showed a picture of them in a Jacuzzi, Kagome in a bikini and Sesshomaru shirtless. His lips rested on her stomach and she looked at him lustfully.

"Damn…that picture is hot." Koga gleamed as he snatched it from Kikyo's hand and shoved it in Inuyasha's face. "Look, take it all in; the evidence."

"Koga, stop being an ass!" Ayame growled.

"What? Come on, he needs this. This is therapy. This is acceptance!"

Inuyasha chuckled. "You can show me whatever you want, they are supposed to look believable and it's a picture, it doesn't prove anything."

Sango dozed off and rubbed her chin. "You know, there's a psychological term for something like this."

"Yeah, it's called 'being a fuckin' moron' ". Koga added laughing in between drinking his milk.

Inuyasha sighed and nodded. "He's right…"

Koga stopped laughing. "I am?"

"Yeah…I must be crazy not to see she isn't interested."

"You see?" Koga looked at all of them. "Acceptance; this is good. The intervention was successful."

"I just don't see how she could like Sesshomaru though. He's an asshole."

"Tell me how you really feel about your brother." Ayame smirked.

"No, I mean that in the most loving way." Inuyasha grabbed a cigarette from his chest pocket and started toying with it. "Sesshomaru may be good looking but he has lousy social skills."

"Dude…"Koga grimaced. "I don't know how to feel about you saying your brother is 'good looking'. "

"Shut up…"Inuyasha sighed. "I just feel if Kagome is hanging with him all the time, she'd be able to see he isn't the greatest company. He's rude, sarcastic and he can be really mean. He's made grown men cry."

"I think you are exaggerating a bit..." Sango glanced disbelievingly and continued to search through the TV guide. "I'm sure somewhere in that tough exterior, he is a great guy."

"The thing is, he doesn't care about other people. He truly thinks he's better than everyone. He can't go on one single date I've hooked him up with and not insult the girl."

"Maybe the girls weren't right for him." Ayame said.

"You're giving him way too much credit…he could get whatever girl he wanted but keeping her, was an issue."

Kikyo grunted as she skimmed through the magazines. "It's not fair. I've worked my ass off to get auditions and those two had no interest in modeling or acting and they were chosen, and now their faces are all over the place."

"Aw, don't cry. I'm sure you'll get known for those yeast infection commercials you've been doing." Koga jested.

"Bite me." Kikyo frowned.

"Sure, name the time and place." He said and winked.

Kikyo cast a playful frown and went back to her magazine. He chuckled lightly and looked toward Ayame and was surprised to see her glaring at him. Her expression was very readable but he was confused by it. She hardly showed any interest in him and she actually looked jealous. He cleared his throat and pretended not to notice. "Anyway, I hope they last the two months. We leave for tour in a couple of days."

"Really?" Sango adjusted herself in her seat and stretched out her legs and faced him. "To Italy?"

"No, first we're going to London, after that we're making a few stops, then Italy."

"Oh my god, look!" Sango jumped up and everyone looked at the television. Sesshomaru and Kagome were being interviewed by the press. She silenced everyone as she turned up the volume.

TV: 'Kagome, what is your favorite sexual position with Sesshomaru?'

All of them stared with their mouths open at the TV screen.

"Did he just say what I think he said?" Sango blinked.

"Shh! I want to hear her answer!" Koga waved his hands.

TV: 'Um, the uh…the uh…when he..uh..is on top.'

Again, they all stared with their mouths agape.

"Poor Kagome" Sango said as Koga bursted into tears of laughter.

"Oh my god, can you rewind that?" he said as he grabbed the remote from her and looked for the button to rewind. "God bless TiVo, is all I have to say."

"That isn't right; they shouldn't be able to ask her questions like that, putting their intimate life on the spot."

"What intimate life?" Inuyasha snapped but calmed down soon after. "Sorry…"

"Calm down, killer…it's going to be ok." Koga patted Inuyasha's knee.

A sound of the door opening came from the hallway and everyone looked at each other.

A small head popped in the living room's entrance.

"Hey!" Rin waved at Inuyasha. He waved back confused as his father appeared behind her.

"What are you guys doing here?" Inuyasha stood up and studied his father's face. The look of annoyance and exhaustion was written all over it. "What happened to you?"

"I had a run-in with Saya." He rubbed his temples and Rin ran toward Koga.

"I didn't know the lead singer of Wolfbane lived here!" she squealed. "Inuyasha, how could you hide this from me?"

"Oh yeah, Koga, meet your biggest fan." he rolled his eyes and looked back at his father.

"Hey, little lady." Koga said and patted the couch. "Wanna watch Kagome and Sesshomaru on TV?"

"Oh, they finally hit it off?" Rin smiled and looked between Koga and Sango.

"Wow…" Koga said. "Even this little girl could see the obvious."

"Get off my back, Koga. Ok? I've accepted." Inuyasha growled and crossed his arms.

"I'm just helping out with the healing process, man."

Inutaisho leaned against the doorway. He looked bothered and it worried Inuyasha.

"What's going on, Dad? So what happened when you ran into the psycho? I heard from everyone she is going nuts thinking Sesshomaru is actually mating with Kagome."

"She completely went mad. We had gotten into a screaming match at my charity hall. She came in, uninvited, along with those radicals causing havoc. She blamed me for corrupting Sesshomaru's reasoning as he engaged in this tryst with Kagome." Inutaisho whispered and looked back at Rin who pestered Koga to play something for her.

"So? You shouldn't be bothered by this. Sesshomaru can take care of himself."

"I'm not worried about him. I'm worried for Kagome. I don't know what lengths Saya will take to ensure nothing is going on or that nothing will go on. She is capricious and clever at defiling peaceful minds with her malice. She's always had such a strong affect on Sesshomaru."

"Feh, Sesshomaru doesn't care what she has to say. He doesn't even listen to you. He ain't going to listen to her." Inuyasha said in hopes to comfort his father.

"Isn't…"he corrected. "Saya is his mother. Contrary to your assumption of him; he does care."

"So, what are you going to do then?" Inuyasha tried to rub the exhaustion from his eyes and exhaled.

"I'm not sure. Have you heard from him?"

"Sort of, I texted him and he said things were 'perfect'."

"Sounds like him..." Inutaisho frowned and looked through his phone. "He hasn't called, not that he ever does, but he hasn't answered his phone either. I'm also a bit distraught from my last encounter with him. He was unstable."

"Really?" Inuyasha looked surprised. "What do you mean?"

"His eyes had shifted. I've never seen him lose control and allow his emotions to change him. He snapped at me. Even as a child, I've never known him to snap. It was always considered a sign of weakness when one snapped, so he'd say."

"That does sound weird, he used to make fun of me when I was younger and I couldn't control my emotions, my eyes shifted all the time, remember? I had to constantly wear sunglasses in school."

"I don't know. I'm afraid if he allows things to manifest much longer, I fear for anyone around him and that's Kagome included."

"Why do you think he's losing control?" Inuyasha questioned with curiosity as he pondered a reason behind it.

Inutaisho cocked a brow disbelievingly at his son. "Your friend over there is right; you do need to accept the facts. I did not raise you to be this naïve. Why do you think?"

"He would never," Inuyasha scoffed. "He told me himself that he had no interest in her."

"He's obstinate. He probably doesn't even realize it himself how much he's fighting his attraction to her. It's all new to him, I'm sure. The more he fights his predilection for her, the more unbalanced he will become. I'm confident she is the reason behind it."

"How could you be so sure?" Inuyasha frowned. "Maybe he is just losing in the stock market. That seems more believable than him falling for a human."

"I wouldn't put it past him is all, "Inutaisho crossed his arms and scanned the room. The more they continued to speak about Sesshomaru, the more he felt he needed to do something before it was too late.

"I just never could understand why he disliked humans so much. What is so terrible about being with them?"

"I don't think he has any personal reasons to dislike them. I believe a lot of it stems from Saya…"

"What do you mean?" Inuyasha leered perplexedly at him.

"Never mind, it is getting late. We must go." He said and fixed a button to his blazer and patted away a few wrinkles. "Rin, we must be on our way now."

"Aw, but Koga was going to sing for me!" she pouted and got up. "Can I come back more often?" she gleamed at him.

"Um, maybe when you're eighteen." Koga joked.

"Koga!" Inuyasha, Ayame and Sango scolded.

"Oh my god, it was a joke, people!" Koga shot up from the couch and left the room.

Inuyasha stared as his father and Rin left. There was something his father wasn't telling him. He seemed very worried for something that didn't seem so precarious to him. Sure if Sesshomaru did indeed like Kagome, why should it matter? He experienced both worlds and didn't see what was so different about each other. Sure, demons aged slower than the humans, and their agility made humans think they were godly but they weren't. Demons were resilient but they could be fragile at times as well.

"What did your pops want?" Koga came back into the living room taking Inuyasha out of his daze.

"Eh…he wanted to know about Sesshomaru and he thinks his mother is out to kill."

"Is she?"

"Probably…who's hungry? I could go for Pizza."

"Wow…" Ayame said and they all looked at her as she looked back at them from the computer. "I didn't think that Sesshomaru and Kagome could strike such controversy."

"What do you mean?" Sango asked.

"Well, they're making news big time, everywhere. There are protests to stop the project between Sesshomaru and Kagome. Some people think what they're doing is blasph—uh…blash-phe"

"Sound it out…" Koga sang.

"Kiss my ass!" she roared. "Blasphemy…They're even questioning if their relationship is real. If people find out they're not, a lot of people will be disappointed. If they flaunt their relationship proudly, it would give others the confidence to date each other without shame or discouragement ..."

"It can't be that serious, is it?" Sango looked at Ayame, Inuyasha and Koga.

"Kind of…"Inuyasha said.

"I had a friend one time date a human guy and they went to a restaurant owned by a demon and they weren't allowed in." Ayame said.

"That's terrible," Sango pouted but glanced at them bafflingly. "but demons and humans date all the time..."she paused and thought about any demon and human she knew that were together and couldn't think of any. "Don't they?"

"Mostly behind closed doors... It's never been completely announced like Sesshomaru and Kagome's. A lot of the times, Demons and Humans will have a fling but when it comes down to make a commitment; they go with their own kind." Inuyasha yawned.

"What are we, in the dark ages?" Sango scoffed at the nonsense.

Koga shrugged. "Whatever…this is dragging me down. I'm with Inuyasha; I could go for some Pizza too."

"Sounds good…"Sango said and nudged Miroku to wake up. He sat up sleepily and yawned.

"What time is it?" he groaned.

""What was that, Miroku? You said you were treating us to Pizza?" Koga jumped on his seat and started punching him on the arm.

"I didn't say that." He groaned and looked at all of them.

"Yes, you did. Right?" Koga scratched his chest and got off of him.

"That's what I heard." Sango said.

"I heard it too." Ayame smiled.

"You guys suck…" he pouted and sat up He pulled out his wallet and counted his cash. " Ok, let's go…"

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Rome, Italy 5:34pm:

"Oh man…"Kagome sighed. "Why does this take so long? We've been here for more than five hours…my face hurts."

"Perfection takes time." Isabella shrugged as she pulled out a brush out of her bag and started brushing Kagome's hair.

"OW! Ok, my hair is attached to my head, be easy!" Kagome whined.

"It is like mountain of knots." She retorted with a grunt as she tried to pull the brush out of Kagome's hair.

"Please be gentle." Kagome cringed and gripped the sides of her seat as Isabella yanked her hair. She looked over toward Marcela who was being pampered by a masseuse. "I hate that girl…" she grumbled and Isabella looked toward Marcela.

"Do you really? Why? She is such a loved person." Isabella rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"She does things in spite…it just bugs me. Anyway, you don't happen to have food in your bag that I'm not supposed to eat?"

"Maybe…but there are too many witnesses…"Isabella smiled.

Kagome pouted. "I think I've lost weight…" she toyed with her thumb ring. "This used to be tight on me."

"So what happened between you and Sesshomaru? You two came in so miserable looking and have been acting so distant."

Kagome sighed. "We had an argument…." She looked toward Sesshomaru. He stood on top of a chair while Marques hemmed his pants.

"It's normal for couples to argue. My goodness, do you not brush your hair when I'm not around?"

"I like to make your life difficult. I don't know how the argument came about. It was really weird but I think I was jealous of Marcela …"

"Why?"

Kagome didn't know if she could confide in her to talk about her feelings so freely but she needed someone to talk to. She felt like she could tell Isabella the truth and she wouldn't repeat what she told her to someone else. She wasn't about to tell her that they weren't really together though. In this shady business, you had to watch for everyone; even the nice hair stylist that fed you.

"I don't know. She's really pretty and very much like his type."

"You mean cold, pompous bitch is his type?" Isabella spat and then gasped. "I didn't say that."

Kagome laughed. "I didn't hear anything. I just can't figure out why I acted the way I did. I mean, it was really immature but I couldn't stop myself. I was so angry. Why would I be angry?"

"because you really like him. I would be jealous too if my lover were that sexy and if an equally sexy woman came to seduce him."

"I wasn't…jealous." Kagome said, then noting her behavior. "Oh…wow, I guess I was."

"They say that jealousy is love's offspring. The two cannot live without each other. Maybe you should talk to him."

"No." Kagome answered flatly before she could finish. She looked over to him and he seemed in deep thought. He nodded while listening to Marques talk.

"Communication is essential to a successful relationship." She sighed.

"Ok, you have to stop reading those magazines. Most journalists who write those articles are single feministic women that only have cats waiting for them at home."

"My, you are cranky today…"Isabella sighed. "You really must be hungry."

Kagome dozed off as she gnawed on her nail. "Is it possible to fall in love with your enemy?"

"Hmm…I suppose it depends what he or she did."

"What if it isn't what they did, but who they are? OW!" Kagome whimpered feeling her hair being pulled out of its follicle.

"This is the outcome of not brushing your hair. Hm, who they are? Well, that is a shallow thing to do. Why forbid loving someone who has done nothing wrong to you?"

"What if it isn't that simple?"

"It is you who decides whether something is simple or complicated…not the situation."

"I'm going to say something hypothetical..." Kagome cleared her throat and Isabella nodded. "What if…the reason you didn't like demons was because…a demon in the past hurt you badly and caused you such pain."

"Then you can only hate that demon and not all of them."

"What if they are all like that?"

"Are you a snob?" Isabella stopped brushing her hair and smiled at her through the mirror.

"What?" Kagome cocked a brow. "No."

"Really? Because you are a model and all models are snobs."

"Uh?"

"You see my point? Not everyone is the same. That is like hating all men because one man hits his wife, or thinking all women are whores because one cheated on her lover, or hating all dogs because one bit you. That is no life to live…and you see, you have such a beautiful relationship with Sesshomaru. If a demon in the past has hurt you, you've found love again with him."

"Right…"Kagome tittered and looked toward Sesshomaru. "Well, like I said, it was hypothetical. It's not like that really happened."

Isabella looked at her with uncertainty and continued to brush her now knot-free hair.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about. He has no interest in Marcela."

Kagome frowned. "Have you looked at her lately? She's gorgeous and she's practically throwing herself at him."

"Yes, but he doesn't look at her like he looks at you."

Kagome's frown faded into perplexity and she looked toward Sesshomaru.

"What are you talking about? In what way?"

"I read people very easily…"Isabella mused. "…even stubborn people. He has such a strong attraction to you, Kagome…do you honestly not see it?"

Kagome blushed and tried to hide it. Just hearing that from Isabella made her want to smile and she couldn't bring herself to stop.

Isabella breathed deeply as she ran her fingers through Kagome's hair. "When you both pose, there is something about the way he reacts to your touch. I don't know how to translate this in English but it is like he gets electricity from you."

"You mean, sparks? But he always pushes away, I mean, literally. You saw that in the Jacuzzi shoot, didn't you?"

"Yes, "she laughed.

"So you can't be right…"Kagome groaned and shook her head. "Anyway, let's forget about it."

"It's just how I feel." Isabella shrugged. "I guess I can be wrong…but I'm hardly." She looked toward Sesshomaru and his gaze was fixed on Kagome. Feeling someone staring at him, he looked directly at Isabella before looking away. "Oh, yes. I'm hardly wrong."

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The rest of the day had been a blur. Everyone started to pack up and it was just a few minutes past nine. Kagome yawned anticipating to go back to the hotel and head straight to bed but she aimlessly followed behind Marla and Marques back to the limo. Sesshomaru walked a few yards behind her, smoking his cigarette in a daze. They got into the limo and headed back to the hotel.

Kagome thought back to her conversation with Isabella. It was no mystery now about how she felt for Sesshomaru. She was no longer in denial. The problem was how she was going to stop feeling the way she did. There was no way Isabella could be right about Sesshomaru liking her. She tried to see if he would look at her, he never did. Not even a glance.

By Nine-thirty, they were back at the hotel, unwinding from the day. Sesshomaru turned on his laptop to check his emails and search the web while Kagome looked through her closet to change into something to sleep in when Marla walked in.

"Marcela is having a party at her condo tonight." She yapped and waved her hands as if she were delivering good news.

"So?" Kagome didn't look from her closet and Sesshomaru started typing without response.

"So, you're both going."

"Why do we have to go?"

"You guys need to be seen at all parties. Especially Marcela's…word is she has the best and lively parties. I don't want to hear any objections tonight. You both still need to work on actually being together and if you could kiss tonight, that would be a bonus. It'd take all this weight I'm getting from the press."

Kiss? Kagome's eyes almost popped out from its socket, they were so wide.

"You guys are so cruel." Kagome spat. "We've been working all day, I even missed lunch. I'm tired, I'm cranky. I do not feel like socializing!"

"Stop being so dramatic!" Marla sighed. "Darling, this is the fabulous life you are living in so enjoy it. One day, you will get old and fat and no one will want you so you have to make what's best of what you have right now."

Kagome cocked her brow disbelievingly. She looked toward Sesshomaru for backup but of course, he never looked up from his laptop. He sat motionless as he read his emails without a twitch of acknowledgment.

"See? Sesshomaru has no objection to it. So it is settled then. Get dressed, we'll be waiting downstairs." And with that, she left.

Kagome growled to herself as she looked through her closet for something different now. Instead of pajamas, she searched for dresses. She pulled out a dark purple swing dress and went to the bathroom to change. She decided to eighty-six the makeup and didn't want to touch her hair as well. Her scalp was still healing from Isabella's torturous grooming. She put on the dress and walked back out of the bathroom and went into the shoe closet. She pulled out a pair of strapped all around heels.

Sesshomaru narrowed his gaze at her when she wasn't looking. She still hadn't said a word to him since this afternoon. That was quite the argument they had. briefly and turned off his laptop. He changed into a black crewneck sweater and gray denim jeans topped with a leather jacket.

Kagome watched as Sesshomaru left the room. He didn't even wait for her and this aggravated her. She was trying to find a way to apologize or talk to him but if he wasn't going to try, why should she? She grabbed her cell phone and purse and opened the door only to see a bellboy in front of her holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Ms. Higurashi. These are for you." He said and handed them to her.

"Who are they from?" she said and found a note inside. 'Thinking about you, see you soon.' There was no name and by the look of the bellboy's face, he didn't seem to know who it was from as well. She tipped him. "Thanks…"

He nodded and left as she went back inside and set the flowers on the table. She grabbed a few things at the last minute and left. When she left the room, she saw Sesshomaru standing by the elevator. She faltered for a moment and closed the door while staring at him questionably. He'd been gone for at least five minutes, he should have been downstairs. The elevator couldn't have taken so long so it occurred to her that he must have been waiting for her.

When she walked over to him, he pressed the button for the elevator, within a few seconds, the doors opened and they went inside. Kagome snuck a side glance at him. How she wished she knew what he was thinking. Was Isabella right? Did he feel for her the way she did for him? She yearned to see the signs, anything that would tell her but his actions proved otherwise. Maybe she was reading into it the wrong way.

Kagome decided not to think anything of it as she pondered about the flowers she'd received. She chuckled as she thought for a moment it was from Sesshomaru and he looked at her. Her smile faded and she looked away from him and mumbled.

When they got into the limo, Marla quickly scanned what they were wearing. Seeming content, she went back to her PDA and started responding to some messages. Kagome stared out the window gloomily. She wasn't feeling particularly well. She felt weak, she had a headache and she was hungry but she felt like a child if she complained so she pretended everything was fine.

"Oh, don't have such a sour face, Kagome. You both have the day off tomorrow. You can do what you want. You could sleep in if you'd like, I will not bother you."

Kagome didn't say anything which caught Marques and Sesshomaru's attention. Normally, she'd protest and nag or whine but she didn't. Even Marla looked up from her PDA from the silence and looked at Sesshomaru and Marques.

"Okay, look." Marla said. "Whatever happened this afternoon, you both need to get over it. It's only been a week, we still have a month and three weeks left so please put it behind you. I need you both to be professional about this. You need to socialize and I really need you to convince people that you are the real deal. People have questions and it would be nice if you both are actually there to answer. No escaping to anywhere, you got that? I don't want to read in tomorrow's newspaper that you guys went to the Eiffel tower this time or some notorious landmark, eating spaghetti and drinking with midgets from the circus."

Kagome nodded as they came to a stop and got out of the car. She lost her balance and grabbed the door. The limo driver walked over to her and asked if she were alright and she nodded with a reassuring smile. She looked toward Marcela's place. She could tell off the bat it was hers. A few big men stood out the door. Lights shone through the midnight sky like a coming attraction and the sound of techno music blasted. There was an actual line to get in her place. She plodded the long path to the door and felt someone grab her arm. She looked to her side and saw Sesshomaru. He linked his arm around hers wordlessly and walked with her to the entrance. The bouncers unhooked the rope and allowed them to pass. A few people on the line groaned as others yelled out Kagome and Sesshomaru's name.

As soon as they entered, they were in the living room? It seemed like a living room or perhaps an art gallery with a couch in the center; photos and sculptures of Marcela all over the place. One in particular caught Kagome's attention. A large framed photo of Marcela, nude! It was a provocative pose but everyone stared at it as a work of art. The word 'Porn' was all Kagome could think about. She looked at Sesshomaru and he saw the photo too. He glanced at it for a moment as they were led to another room. The next room was huge and seemed to be the lounge area. The music was so loud; Kagome could feel the bass in her heart. It gave her empty stomach an unpleasant feeling and she felt nauseous.

Sesshomaru could tell something was odd about Kagome and he pulled her toward the appetizers on a table at the far end of the room. It was pretty much there for display; no one in that room ate.

"You should eat something…"he said.

She looked baffled and turned to him but he walked away. She looked back at the food and sighed. She knew she needed to eat. She grabbed a few cubes of cheese and carrot sticks and started nibbling on it. She felt a tap on her shoulder and looked behind her. Armando smiled leaning against the wall looking suave in his white suit.

"You look amazing…"he said.

"I look like shit." She retorted. "I didn't do my hair and I have no makeup on."

"Well then, you are blessed with natural beauty." He handed her a cocktail.

"I don't drink things strangers give me. How do I know you didn't slip something in here to take advantage of me?" she smirked facetiously.

"Oh come now, I just want you to have fun. Why would I put something in there? It's not like I can get you alone anyway." He winked and nodded his head toward the other side of the room. Sesshomaru was coming back toward them. "who knows, perhaps I will get lucky…"

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Don't count on it but hey, thanks for the flowers."

Armando cocked a brow and walked off. He and Sesshomaru passed each other and exchanged glances. Sesshomaru glared at him and Armando shot a smug look and shrugged.

Kagome didn't feel like eating anymore and threw out the rest of the carrots. She ignored the fact that she felt like an anorexic and sipped her cocktail. She licked her lips enjoying the taste and looked at Sesshomaru.

He took a moment to compose himself before speaking. He didn't like the fact that Armando had given her a drink. He wanted to almost scold her because of it but it was not his place. As he opened his mouth to discuss what happened earlier, she managed to slip out words faster.

"About earlier…"she said and paused for a moment. He remained quiet waiting for her to continue. She bit her lip and peered up at him through her lashes. He seemed fixated on her lips when he heard Marla call out to them.

"Sesshomaru, Kagome, this is Vita Bon Celle. She is a journalist for International News weekly."

"Lord Sesshomaru…"Vita greeted. She flashed her old blue eyes at them. Smile lines appeared on the sides of her lips. "Kagome… Marla has told me so much about you both. I just wanted to extend my congrats to you both, I know Marla is one tough cookie to work for."

Kagome pursed her lips. "You have no idea."

Marla scowled and Vita eyed Sesshomaru with interest. "Lord Sesshomaru, if you don't mind, Kagome, I would really like to sit down with him for a moment and ask him a few questions. I'm doing an exposé on demon royalty and I'd really like some insight."

Demon royalty? Kagome met Sesshomaru's gaze and he seemed hesitant to leave her.

"Yes, that's okay. I'm just going to mingle over there by the bar."

"Why don't you go hang with Marcela and Armando?" Marla suggested and Kagome cringed as Vita pulled Sesshomaru's arm.

"Or she could join me…" a familiar voice said and she turned around quickly. Shinji stood before her holding a glass of champagne. Sesshomaru stood frozen, stunned by Shinji's presence, but Marla pushed him.

"Go with Vita, answer her questions!" she instructed forcefully. With much hesitation, he left Kagome there with Shinji.

"Oh my god…what are you doing here?" Kagome hugged him. They weren't so close to begin with but he was someone from New York so that practically made them family. A few people looked at them suspiciously and went about their business.

"Did you get my flowers?"

"That was you?" she chuckled. "Yeah, I did Thanks. So tell me, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here for Armani's winter Line. I'm only here for a couple of days then I head to Paris for the runway. You look great…where's your lover?" he teased.

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Somewhere…"

"So, did you guys come out with your feelings to each other already or what?"

"What feelings?" she whispered.

Shinji shook his head and sighed. "Come on, Kagome. Everyone saw those racy photos of you two. It's so obvious."

"Shinji, please. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Kagome…"he stopped before she could protest further. "Just take a moment and acknowledge it. I had a feeling when we were at that restaurant, the way you looked at him, the way you didn't want to kiss me and said it was too soon. Just be honest with yourself. You like him."

"Why do you think I- ''

"It's the way you look at him."

"Oh my god…" her eyes shot open. "How do I look at him?" she felt embarrassed. Was she one of those people gawking and not realizing people are looking at her?

"Relax, not in a creepy way. Just…with…a bit of admiration, is all." Shinji said, his jaw was tight. It didn't seem he was happy to admit it.

"I'm sorry, Shinji." Kagome said. "I guess, I don't know. I mean, it's not serious anyway. It's like a little teeny weensy crush. It'll go away. It's not like I want him badly or something."

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" Shinji jested and rubbed her shoulder.

"Besides, even if I did want him, which I don't." she raised a finger. "he doesn't want to be with a human."

"Let me show you something…" he said. "Walk with me…"

"Okay…" she said not knowing what he was up to.

"look over to him, you seem him over there, check out his body. He's facing to the right, correct?"

"Uh…yeah. So?"

"Now watch…walk with me to the other side of the room." He said and placed his arm around her waist.

She felt awkward but did as told and they walked to the far left of the room.

"Ok, I'm pretending to talk to you about something; I'm going to lean in…just giggle."

Kagome smirked and giggled and then shook her head, shrugging her shoulders. "What are we doing?"

"Ok, now look over casually."

Kagome sipped her drink and looked over to where Sesshomaru was, talking with Vita. He was facing to the left toward them now. He met her gaze and she looked away.

"That doesn't prove anything."

"He's watching you. Actually, he's watching more of me. It's a guy thing, I can tell. He's jealous. He doesn't want to be over there. He wants to be here, with you."

"Why does everyone see something that I don't?" she scoffed.

"You still don't believe?"

"It's hard." She laughed. "If he was like Armando over there or even you, I could probably tell but with him it is different."

"because he's not one of those people who are good at expressing his feelings, right?"

"Well, I suppose."

"So, in cases like that, you have to look at the subtle things. People like that aren't going to make it known in a dramatic way."

"Why are you so nice, Shinji?" she felt guilty and even embarrassed that a guy she dated had to point out the obvious.

"I don't know." He laughed. "It's killing me actually…because, I really like you."

Kagome furrowed her eyebrows. "I…"

"Don't say anything, Kagome. I don't mind if we stay as friends. I mean, if things don't work out between you two, we can always give it another try."

Kagome smiled and bowed her head. "I guess I'll see you around then?"

"Until then, my sweet Kagome." He leaned into her and rested his lips on her cheek. He peered toward Sesshomaru, sensing his glare. Sesshomaru tightened his jaw and nodded, pretending to listen to Vita.

Kissing her cheek, Shinji stroke a finger across the other cheek and left. Feeling awful, Kagome made her way to the bar next to Armando and Marcela. She ordered a glass of champagne and stood around listening to the fake laughter, praises, compliments, and insults. Marcela stood in between a crowd of people, boasting about herself. Armando walked over to Kagome but she averted his inappropriate remarks. Casting intermittent glances at Sesshomaru, he was still in deep discussion with Vita.

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"Lord Sesshomaru?" Vita said.

Sesshomaru blinked realizing he wasn't paying any mind to Vita.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes…"he said and looked back at Kagome. Shinji had kissed her on the cheek before he left. She was now at the bar with Marcela and Armando.

"So, I just have a few more questions…"she said as a waiter walked over to them. "My friend and I will have two dirty martinis' and two shots of Sky Vodka please." She told the waiter and looked at Sesshomaru. "You look like you need a drink…you seem very uptight."

Sesshomaru didn't protest and nodded. He did need a drink. The waiter returned with their drinks and they clinked their shot glasses together and drank it. They sat there silently for a moment and sipped their martinis. Vita cleared her throat and turned to him.

"So, you are a full demon and Kagome is a human, correct?"

"Yes…"he said.

"Your relationship with her is real, you guys are truly lovers?"

"Yes…"

"It was once said by a source that you would never date a human, do you have any comments for this?"

"Things change…"

"Okay…"she smiled. "Your father is known for one of the first demons to court a human publicly and the result of that is your half-brother Inuyasha but your mother, Lady Saya, doesn't approve of such thing. Does she know and if she does, does she approve of your relationship with a human?"

"I don't seek approval from anyone."

"Is that so?" Vita said. "Alright, so why do you think Demons and Humans have a hard time dating each other? Why is there such discouragement between families? People have been killed or exiled from their homes because their intimate encounters with the other species."

Sesshomaru opened his mouth to answer but caught sight of Kagome laughing out loud and stumbling over her chair. Armando sat next to her, a little too close, in fact, occasionally touching her shoulder and playing with her hair.

"I can only answer what I speculate…"he said and realized his breathing became more labored.

"Alright…"Vita nodded.

"Most clans won't welcome a human into it, especially pure bloods like my family. It is my assumption that most demons are afraid to lose their status and wealth for it would be revoked after such courting is acknowledged."

"and how do you stray from the norm?"

Sesshomaru focused on Kagome as she left from the bar. She seemed to be looking for something and he noticed she headed up the staircase. It was blocked with a rope but she went underneath it and hurried up the steps. A few minutes passed and he saw Armando going under the rope as well, and up the steps. He glared suspiciously and looked back at Vita.

"No one can offer me something that I do not want or do not have." He said and finished his drink. "That's all I have to say for this evening."

Vita watched him warily as he got up and left.

At first he headed for the stairs but he stopped himself and started reasoning with his thoughts. He went toward the bar and got another drink. He sat down on a stool and looked up the steps, waiting for Kagome to come down but she never did.

Where was she? Images suddenly popped into his mind of her in the bathroom making out with Armando and he felt his breathing become shallow and unsteady. This feeling he'd been having lately had been pestering him. He thought he had more control over it but he didn't. He could feel the anger rising in him at the thought of someone touching her other than him. It was territorial, this feeling. When did these feelings come about?

He felt arms wrap around his neck from behind and he looked up. Marcela sneered as she leaned in and kissed his cheek. Her face was flushed and she appeared to have had a few drinks herself.

"You came to my party…" she rubbed his chest and buried her face into his neck. He shrugged her arms off of him and stood up. "Do you want to see my room?"

"Not really…"he said and sipped his drink, looking toward the staircase. He felt his knee shake impatiently.

"Well, let me know if you change my mind…"she giggled and left.

Sesshomaru tried to focus on anything else and sat back down on the stool. He finished his drink and asked for another one. He rubbed his eyes feeling it burn once again. If he couldn't gain control, his eyes will surely shift.

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Kagome treaded down the silent hallway, holding her glass of wine. Laughter and music sounded muffled by this point and she felt tears run down her face. She sniffed as she wiped them off and drank her wine. She wished someone was there with her; Koga, Miroku, Sango even Isabella. She passed a room with a door open and peaked in. It was the bathroom. Thank god, she thought as she turned on the light and went in. She shut and locked the door and put the cover of the toilet seat down and sat down holding her glass of wine between her thighs.

She pulled her cell phone out of her bag and went through her contact list. She saw her mom's number and debated calling but decided not to. She saw Sango's and decided to call her even if she faced roaming charges.

She let the phone ring and Sango picked up.

"Kagome?" she said. "Hey?"

"I'm sorry…"Kagome said, her voice wavering. She cleared it to help her steady her tone. "Did I interrupt anything?"

"No, it's ok…" Sango said. "We just came back from eating Pizza; I'm just cleaning my room."

"What time is it there?" Kagome asked as she looked around the bathroom. She looked to her side, hearing the knob turn and stared at it as someone tried to open the door. "Someone is in here." she yelled and the person stopped messing with the knob.

"Err, it's six-thirty "Sango yawned into the receiver. "So how is it over there? We miss you. Koga's upset because you haven't called him."

"Awww, "Kagome slurred. "I'm sorry. They have me on this crazy schedule…I can't find time to breathe. How is everything over there? Any news?"

"Haha, you sound drunk…"Sango paused. "Well, Hiten was arrested, he was doing some sketchy stuff for his dad, so he doesn't live here anymore and Hojo moved back home."

"Really?" Kagome chuckled.

"Yeah, Um, I think Koga and Ayame are going to hook up, they are constantly fighting."

"Ha, it's about time. He's crazy for her…" Kagome smiled as she glanced at the doorknob. Someone was out there waiting. It kind of creeped her out since no one was supposed to be up there.

"Yeah…"Sango agreed. "So… you and Sesshomaru look so into each other as well. We saw the pictures on the internet."

"We're not though…"Kagome whispered. "It's just a publicity thing…"

"uh huh…"Sango laughed.

"Look, Sango, I have to go. I just wanted to see what was going on. Tell everybody I miss them except the bitchy trio."

"Will do. Take care, Kagome and keep in touch."

"Okay." She hung up the phone and stood up from the toilet. She walked over to the sink and stared into the mirror. Wiping lonely tears from her eyes, she thought she looked okay compared to how she felt. She turned to open the door and gasped when Armando stood in front of the door, blocking the doorway with his arm.

"What are you doing up here?" she said, looking up and down the dark hallway.

"I needed to use the bathroom…"he smirked.

"Isn't there one downstairs?"

"Yes, but I prefer this one."

"Um…ok, well, I'm done…" she murmured trying to get out of his way and she began to feel weak. Her face and body felt numb and she stumbled over her heel. Armando grabbed her arm and tried to steady her.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine…"she pulled her arm from his grasp and walked down the hallway.

"You seem a little drunk…why don't you come into the bathroom and wash your face…maybe it will help."

"I'll be fine…" she tried walking around him but he kept blocking her path.

"I told you I'd get you alone…" he rubbed her arms.

"Armando, stop…I'm not playing around." she tried to speak distinctly but her mouth felt as if it were becoming paralyzed. She couldn't believe it; she had only two glasses of wine and that cocktail that he'd given her earlier. But there was no food in her stomach, great,

"Come on, why are you fighting it? I've never had anyone reject me."

"There's a first time for everything." She spat. "Can you please stop touching me?"

"Ok, ok..." he backed up and laughed. "Why are you playing hard to get?"

"I'm not." She scoffed. "I told you, I'm with Sesshomaru."

"No you're not."

"What?" she said surprised. "but…I am."

"Kagome, we all know you guys aren't together. It's obvious that you both are acting. If you were really together, why are you guys not together right now? Why haven't I seen him even touch you? Why am I up here with you and he's not?" he added dryly and came closer to her again. He towered over her this time.

"Please…"

"Don't worry…your secret is safe with me. I won't tell anyone…but it only means we can have a little fun now." He ran his fingers through her hair. He was so close she could feel his breath against her ear. He placed both hands on her arms and looked at her. "You know, I've seen many pretty girls in this business…but you have this, unique beauty that is hard to resist." He gripped her arms a little too hard.

She whimpered. "Armando, you're hurting me."

She wanted to kick him off but his body was heavy for a model, he wouldn't budge. She looked around the hallway but no one was around. It was too loud downstairs for anyone to hear her scream.

The sound of the floors creaked and they both looked toward the stairs. Sesshomaru stood by the banister with his arms crossed.

"Hey…what's up, man?" Armando backed away from Kagome immediately and choked out a nervous chuckle. "She's a little drunk so I was helping her stand up but you can take it from here now." He hesitantly walked toward the staircase and gulped as he passed Sesshomaru. He expected Sesshomaru to do something, swing at him, grab him by the neck but the fact that he only stared and didn't move seem much more threatening. He rushed down the steps leaving Kagome and Sesshomaru up there by themselves.

Kagome stared at him momentarily but the look on his face made her turn away. He didn't seem concerned. He seemed angry. Didn't he see Armando pressing up against her? Or did it look like something else? She went into the bathroom and he followed behind her. She turned on the sink and washed her face. She could feel him enter the bathroom and she almost felt ashamed. He leaned against the doorway and stared at her, not uttering a word.

"What?" she snapped. "Why are you looking at me that way?"

"It is astounding that you often pretend you're so innocent yet you attract all this attention like some harlot. First that Armani model earlier and now that fool? What were you doing up here with him alone?"

"Nothing." Her voice wavered, noting that his eyes were a bit red. "He followed me up here."

"Right and his arms were all over you. Did you entice him? Or give him any reason to believe you're some sort of trollop?"

Her mouth remained agape at the low blowing comment but she realized how jealous he sounded. Maybe Isabella and Shinji were right. She frowned, however, noticing lipstick smudge on his cheek and collar.

"Yeah, well, you don't seem like much of a saint either."

Sesshomaru craned his neck to see his reflection and saw what she was looking at. It must have been when Marcela had her arms around him. That woman constantly left evidence on him.

Kagome was so upset at the fact that he neglected to see what really happened. He didn't see Armando pressing up against her or was it the fact that she succumbed without fight that made it look like a mutual engagement?

He couldn't understand how he could care for someone with no respect. She didn't have respect for herself when it came to guys. They constantly flirted with her and she was so oblivious when she'd find herself in situations where she mistakenly led them on; unless that was her intention in the first place. He noticed her arms were bruised where Armando's hands gripped her, he couldn't help give her the benefit of the doubt. What if he was coming on to her strongly and he was taking advantage of her intoxication?

"Why did you come up here?" he said.

"I didn't want to be down there." She grabbed a towel from the rack and dried her face. "but now I don't want to be up here."

She pushed passed him and walked out of the bathroom.

"Look," he stopped her with his hand. He rubbed the back of his neck and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. It's been a stressful day. Let's just get today over with."

Kagome was surprised that he apologized. It seemed unlike him to do so. She thought about it for a moment and nodded. Was there a point to stay mad at each other? They had less than two months left together for this project. But she didn't want to ignore the reason for the feud. There was something going on here between them and she really wanted to know if it was all in her mind or not.

He followed her down the steps, standing close to her in case she lost her balance. She headed toward the couch and plopped down. Sesshomaru sat next to her and stared toward Armando who was talking with Marcela and laughing. Sesshomaru surprised Kagome and even himself when he placed his arm around her and she rested her head on his chest. She felt engulfed from the heat and scent radiating from his body and wanted to fall asleep right there. Marla and Marques passed the both of them in a drunken manner reveling in others' conversations and activities. If only he had his car, he'd have taken Kagome and gone back to their hotel room. But Marla made it clear they had to stay until midnight.

His arm rested around her arm and he could feel she was cold so instinctively, he started rubbing them. A waiter passed them and offered more drinks but he declined for the both of them. He began to feel uneasy at how close Kagome was to his neck when she lifted her head. He could feel her breath and his entire body shivered. She was very close to him. If he turned his head to face her, his lips would be touching hers.

Perhaps it would have been a perfect time to kiss her. He peered through the crowds of people around them and noticed a lot of them staring. There were many witnesses. He looked down at Kagome, she seemed lost in her thoughts.

He thought about giving her a warning or any insinuation about what he was going to do but he found that he couldn't. It was easier to just do it than say he was going to. He curled his hand around her neck and she looked at him perplexedly. She stared at him and at his lips and he could sense she was nervous.

He brought her head closer to him and he gently rested his lips on hers. He hadn't expected her lips to be warm and welcoming and both of their lips parted together. His intention was just for it to be a tap kiss, but he couldn't break way from it. Their heads turned and he opened his mouth as she did and their tongues met for the first time. He forgot they were in a room full of people. Their kiss grew intense and he was breathing heavily, bringing his hand to her face.

"Get a room!" they heard and broke from their kiss. They looked over at Marcela. She scoffed but everyone around was cheering them on. Kagome felt hot in the face, Sesshomaru took his arm off of her and straightened himself. He looked away licking his lips, clearing his throat trying to mentally justify that the kiss was purely for publicity only.

"I apologize for that impulsive act. I should have given you a warning."

"It's alright…" Kagome laughed nervously. "You don't have to explain anything. I know we had to do it."

"Right." He said, still clearing his throat. They sat there for another ten minutes when he saw the limo pulled up outside. Pulling Kagome up, they decided to leave, not bothering to wait for Marla or Marques.

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When they got back to their hotel room, they didn't say another word to each other. Kagome felt sober and refreshed after taking a nice cold shower before getting into bed. Sesshomaru stayed up a while longer after taking a shower. He browsed through his emails and surfed the internet, not trusting himself to get into bed with Kagome. He thought about their kiss and how he didn't want to stop kissing her. If no one was there, how much further would they have gone?

He sighed to himself and shut his laptop. She sounded asleep as he turned off the light and slipped into the covers. She shampooed her hair and the scent was intoxicating. Combining her scent, the images of her body on his in the Jacuzzi, their kiss, he was going mad with desire. He tossed around, trying to find the most comfortable position to sleep in. He stared at her back, her hair fell to the side revealing her luscious neck. This was pure torture; laying in bed with her and having the most provocative intentions. He wasn't fooling himself anymore. He wanted her. He desired her and he wasn't sure how much longer he could contain himself. He shut his eyes and calmed his thoughts waiting for sleep to come to him.

Kagome was not asleep. How could she be? She and Sesshomaru kissed! It was unbelievable and so satisfying. She wanted Shinji and Isabella to be right but she was disappointed to see that he made no effort to kiss her in private, which meant he only did it for the publicity. It was just so confusing. Did he or did he not like her? The way he kissed her felt like he wanted more. Don't do this to yourself, Kagome. Don't obsess over something that is not really there.

After a long time of thinking, they both fell asleep, however, Sesshomaru awoke in the middle of the night to see he was on Kagome's side, inches from her face. He fixated his gaze on her peaceful face, a strand of hair swept over her eyes. Hesitating, he lifted the strand off with a finger, stroking her cheek in the process. He flinched seeing her eyes open. He retracted his hand away, feeling as if she thought his actions were perverse but she grabbed his hand and placed it back on her face.

Her heart was beating fast. They stared at each other for a moment, the street lights bled through the curtains, offering just a bit of light for them to see each other. He was staring at her lips but he didn't make a move. Impatient, she leaned close to his lips and studied his expression. He didn't move his hand and he didn't move away. She decided to bite the bullet and just go for it. She needed to know if he felt the same way.

Her lips touched his, his hand fell down to her stomach and he gripped at the sides, his breath was shaky and she frowned when his lips didn't welcome hers. He kept them closed and she could feel his hands slowly pushing her away.

Sesshomaru's whole body tensed. What were they doing? Before they kissed for show and now, there wasn't an audience. If he kissed her, it would mean that something was going on between them and denial was no longer an option for them.

His face inched away from hers and his hands kept her from coming closer. She tucked her chin into her chest, feeling rejected.

"I'm sorry…"she whispered shamefully. "I…"

She edged back but he didn't let her go far. He pulled her back to him, his hands rubbing down her back. She blinked at him, confused as he pressed his lips on hers. She did not hesitate to open her mouth to his and within seconds, they were kissing and breathing hard, as if the kiss was long awaited and they couldn't get enough. They moaned into each other's mouths pressing their bodies together. A small whimper escaped her lips as he pulled her on top of him, his hands caressing the sides of her thighs and stomach. Their kiss became more intense and she could feel he was getting aroused but his hands wouldn't go up passed the small of her back. She knew he was being refined and taking it slow, probably for her sake, but she didn't want that. She rocked her hips against his hardened member, letting him know she wanted more. His hands cupped her butt and pushed it against his staff, the ache provoking his hands to roam freely. He slipped his hands under her panties, rubbing her soft butt and as they roamed up her back, he removed her shirt.

She wasn't wearing a bra and he admired her full, bare breast as he took one into his mouth and sucked. She moaned, loud and she started to rock his shaft harder. Going crazy with lust, he flipped her over and pressed his body against hers. She took off his shirt and caressed his back. He met her lips briefly, their tongues massaged each other as he rubbed and squeezed her breast. She felt him press his hardened member and could feel the tip of his shaft through his pants into her underwear. She grew impatient with the tease as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled down his wool pants with her calves. He followed suit and pulled down her underwear while he kissed and bit her neck. His fingers massaged her opening and he hungered for her feeling the wetness at his fingertips. He played with with her for a little while, teasing as her body arched into his. He anticipated knowing what she felt like inside and moved himself between her legs. His erection throbbed against her opening as he tangled his fingers into her hair. He buried his head into her neck, biting as he entered her slowly and moaned at the tightness inside her. She let out a yelp, digging her nails into his back as he forced himself into her and started thrusting. He frowned feeling she was too tight and her moans sounded a cross between pleasure and pain. He caressed her cheek and bit her lip gently.

"You've never done this before." He breathed into her mouth, thrusting slower.

"No." she moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?" he panted.

"No." she moaned again and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Grinning, his mouth entered hers and he began to thrust harder. Her moans made it difficult to be gentle, and he took note that she purposefully moaned louder to provoke a deeper thrust. She didn't seem to mind as he plowed harder. She grabbed the iron bar of the headboard as he thrust and suckled her breast. If this was her first time, he felt compelled to give her something to remember. He gripped her thighs, pounding himself into her rapidly and her moans grew louder as she neared climax. Her body tensed as she felt her body tingle. Feeling the muscles in her body spasm, she exploded in complete euphoria. She realized she was loud and bit his shoulder to contain her moan.

He continued to shove his appendage into her, feeling content knowing she climaxed. He grunted as his eyes started to burn. His body was becoming tensed as he felt the rush of blood reach the tip of his shaft. He stifled a moan when his fangs extended. He turned her around and started to thrust harder and his gaze fell on her neck. He knew what was about to happen and tried to reason himself out of it but he was too ecstatic to use logic. He wanted to be released from the torturous pent up sexual frustration she caused him. He needed to feel his ache for her dissipate. His body jerked as he leaned across her back and impaled his fangs into her nape. She felt the pinch and winced but the pleasure from his thrust overpowered the pain. He released himself into her and he felt himself become ravenous as her blood entered his mouth. A growl escaped his chest feeling her blood having a sedative effect on his body. Sighing with relief, he grunted as the last of his aching desire left his body.

They both fell on their backs, feeling limp from the overwhelming pleasure. His arm was underneath her back and without hesitating, he pulled her close to him. He wasn't thinking anymore. His judgment was still clouded by her. All he could think was he wanted to hold her, to kiss her and to breathe her in. She must have felt the same way as she leaned back into him, their bodies molding together and within minutes, sleep came to them.

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