InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Three Months ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

That was how Inuyasha found his roommate; back arched, hips jutted back, breasts straining forward. Her legs were spread, her fingers pushing into her in short, quick strokes.

Oh, fuck.

His jeans, which had become a little uncomfortable the instant she had walked into the kitchen, were now far too constricting. The sight of her -ebony hair that had lost its soft wave and fell straight down her back, one thick strand wrapped around her throat like a collar, drops of water coveting every curve of her body, her full pink mouth open slightly, allowing panting gasps to pass through them- brought him instinctively to his knees.

There was a small moment of hesitation, where he suddenly felt like a teenager faced with his first nudey magazine.

A soft, rasping sigh rode over the sound of the falling water, and Inuyasha shook himself. What was his fucking problem? It wasn't like he hadn't done this...many times...before. It wasn't like he hadn't ever been presented with a naked, willing female. Fuck, this didn't even rival some of the kinky-ass shit he had been through -some of which had been downright scary.

But herein lay the dilemma. He had heard the noises coming from the bathroom and had thought something was wrong. Even when he had burst through the door -a little more forcefully than he had intended (who knew she wouldn't lock it?)- he hadn't immediately been able to identify the scents contained within the thick fog billowing around the tiny room. He could smell her soap, which was only lightly scented -something that he highly approved of- and he could smell her. But something about her had changed. It was the same thing he had picked up in the kitchen.

And he had been so shocked at its suddenness then that he still hadn't quite sorted it all out in his head.

So, faced with the sight of his roommate with her hands between her legs and the smell of her obvious arousal punching its way into his lungs, gave him a minute's pause.

Well, more like a fraction of a minute.

He pulled her hips toward himself, pushed her hands firmly away, ignoring her small whimper at the loss, and buried his mouth between her legs.

She spilled onto his tongue, filled his nose, a taste and smell so fucking incredible that he closed his eyes and groaned against her. He faintly heard her gasp, felt her fingers twining through his hair, holding his head in place as his tongue pressed into her.

He slowly became aware of a few things. One was that her thighs were starting to tremble violently, which meant that she might not be able to stand up for much longer. This, as far as Inuyasha was concerned, wasn't too big of a deal since it meant they would be able to take this somewhere more comfortable -a bed, the couch, hell, even the kitchen counter would work for him, he wasn't picky.

Another thing was that he had started to growl low in the back of his throat; a deep rumble that caused her to moan as it vibrated against her. It surprised him because he couldn't exactly remember the last time he had made that particular sound.

The last thing...

He was suddenly damn glad he had grabbed a looser pair of jeans this morning on his way out of his bedroom. Initially, it had been to see if he could finally get a rise out of his little roommate. She had a tendency to blush very prettily when presented with his nearly naked body. Because of this reaction -and the fact that it seemed to, on some level, infuriate or frustrate the hell out of her- he had taken to not wearing shirts around the apartment.

He knew she was a virgin, had known the minute he had met her. But these days, being a virgin didn't really mean anything. He had stumbled across more than a few of them in his time -frustrated young women of imperial lords who kept their pretty daughters under lock and key, women whose bodies were temples for one god or another, but whose hands and mouths could do the most extraordinary things.

He had also known that he wanted to be in this exact position. Well...his knees were starting to complain about the unyielding floor beneath them, his neck was bent at an awkward angle, and dammit all if his jaw wasn't starting to hurt. So, maybe not exactly this position. What he had had in mind had been a little more rewarding and slightly less pinching around the shoulders.

He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about trying to work his way into her pants when he first saw her, but she had this mind-blowing ability to acknowledge his presence only when absolutely necessary.

So now he was presented with a challenge. Usually, nothing turned him off more than a girl who played fucking hard to get, or one who was demure to the point that she let everyone walk all over her. It annoyed him, having to work hard just to get the same thing from different girls.

His roommate was uninterested in him and reserved...mostly. She didn't let people walk all over her so much as she just ignored them.

Except she wasn't quite as successful with Inuyasha as she probably would have liked -especially now that they lived together. Along with strolling around the house in just a pair of pants or boxers, he had started pushing her in other ways. Being inu-hanyou had its advantages. He didn't have to sleep as much, and so could make sure he was awake at all hours, would be there to present her with himself whenever she got up, came home. If he caught her staring at him, he made sure she knew it.

And he knew she kept a lot of things stuffed behind her teeth because he could always see the irritation shining from her eyes -eyes that turned into swirling grey storms when she was particularly irate.

And it amused him.

Because he had a feeling that her anger in full bloom would be just as tantalizing as her tight little body.

By the end of the first month of living with her, he had resolved to fuck her.

By the end of the second, he had revised this plan somewhat and had decided he would, at the very least, seduce her.

By the end of the third, watching her walk barefoot into the kitchen, clad only in a thin, light blue tank top and a pair of black underwear instead of the thick, bulky robe she usually wore before putting even a toe out of her room, he thought perhaps he should just stick to his original plan. He almost hadn't been able to contain himself this morning, especially when she had caught him staring at her long legs, at that small breadth of exposed skin where the hem of her tank didn't quite reach the top of the panties that rode low around her hips.

And there had been a glint in her sleepy eyes, a spark of something that he hadn't immediately been able to understand.

And standing in a bathroom filled with thick steam, the sound of running water and sharp gasps filling his ears, the scent of his little roommate's blood filling his nose, his heart had jumped into his throat and he realized that something more than just lust was starting to come into play here.

Not love.

No fucking way.

But he felt a sort of affection for her, at the very least.

Inuyasha pulled his head back and licked his lips. Fuckin-a, he could get used to tasting this all the time. He nuzzled the soft skin along the crease of her leg and then looked up, meeting her heavy-lidded gaze. Her left hand untangled itself from his hair, while her right hand…

Her right hand paused just at the tip of his left ear. She had been stroking it idly, mimicking the motions of his tongue, an action that, as soon as he had become concious of it, had made him want to do all kinds of things to her that she wasn't ready for -or probably even aware could be done.

He ran his hands down her legs, letting his claws scratch gently across flawlessly creamy skin and feeling the way she shivered underneath them. She was so goddamn beautiful, as close to perfect as they came as far as he was concerned. In fact, seeing her this way, naked and vulnerable, need quivering fiercely through her body, he almost felt bad teasing her the way he had for the past three months.

Almost.

He could see awareness start to push aside the euphoria clouding her eyes. He had hesitated too long and now she was blushing, moving her arms to cover herself. His fingers wrapped carefully around her wrists, holding her arms down.

"Don't." His voice was soft, but it still grated from his throat, husky with desire.

He placed her right hand on top of his head, wrapping her fingers gently around his ear again. It was an entreaty, as close as he had ever come to begging, and he felt a little ridiculous doing it. But, kami, he wanted her.

But she just stared down at him, something like horrified embarrassment filling her eyes, flooding her cheeks. She pulled away from him, stepping under the spray of the shower and reaching for the curtain that hung limply by the only two rings left on the rod.

A low growl started in the back of his throat, different this time. He was annoyed, confused by her actions. A part of him didn't understand why she was trying to escape from him, to hide. She wanted him…right? That's the reason she had responded so willingly to his touch…wasn't it? So why was she pulling the purple plastic around her shoulders like a protective cloak?

"What are you doing?" he asked. He didn't move from where he was, even though the hard floor made his knees ache.

He watched as a series of emotions swept across her face. One, which seemed to be anger, replayed itself a few times before finally taking over.

"What am I doing?" she repeated, her eyes narrowing. "What am I doing? I'm taking a freakin' shower! What the hell are you doing? What makes you think you can just, just barge in here?! "

Inuyasha felt his lips press into a firm line and he sat back on his heels, crossing his arms over his chest. This wasn't going the way he imagined it would.

"I thought something was wrong," he said, harshly. "I heard you groaning and smelled your blood. I thought you were hurt, damn it. How the fuck was I supposed to know you were in here finger-fucking yourself?"

Her face blossomed a darker shade of red, if that was even possible and he could hear her teeth grinding together. "Get out of my bathroom."

His frown turned up at the corners, transforming into a droll smile. "Our bathroom," he corrected.

He pulled himself up so that he was sitting on the edge of the tub, stretching his legs out in front of him nonchalantly. He could feel it coming, like an impending lightening strike. Her rage crackled through the air and he patiently waited for it to explode around them.

"Oooo!"

He almost missed swatting aside the shampoo bottle thrown, with amazing accuracy, at his head. The top of the bottle cracked and popped off, thick, transparent liquid slowly oozing across the linoleum tiles like an oil slick. He caught the next bottle thrown at him, tossing it indifferently over his shoulder as he stood up and stepped into the shower.

"What are you doing?! Get! Out!"

He ignored the loofah sponge that bounced lightly off his chest as he advanced. She reached blindly for something else, her eyes never leaving his face as she took one step back for every one he took forward. The water soaked into his jeans first, making them heavy and stick to his legs uncomfortably. It sprayed across his chest, his shoulders. He wiped it from his eyes, shoving wet strands of hair out of his face. He ignored it all because her anger filled the air, entered his lungs and made him light-headed like the finest opium.

His roommate was wedged into the far corner, watching him uncertainly, as one would a wild animal. Her righteous fury turned her eyes into fierce grey tempests, making him want her -need her- even more.

The warm water sloughing across his shoulders suddenly turned icy, frigid nails pounding sharply into his skin. Inuyasha let out a yelp that sounded embarrassingly like a dog being stepped on as he backpedaled away from the freezing water. His foot caught a bar of soap underneath it and his arms windmilled as he desperately tried to keep his balance.

He heard his roommate's low laugh and glared up at her from where he had gracelessly fallen at the other end of the tub. She pulled the shower curtain more tightly around herself and kept a wary eye on him as she slammed her hand against the knob to turn off the water. She smiled down at him, a smile that was amused with an edge of something fierce around the edges as she reached for her towel.

His tail bone screamed in agony, his back and shoulders were probably already bruised, and he was surprised that he hadn't cracked his head on the tiled wall behind him.

And she all but pointed her finger at him.

"Stay," she commanded.

"Fucking bitch."

There was, Kagome realized later, something to be said for keeping one's mouth shut.

 

 

 

 

 

A/N:Well, I'm certainly glad everyone has liked this so far! For just being a writing exercise, this has peeked more interest than I thought it would -which, of course, thrills me. I'm having some troubles with the next chapter -where to go, what to do...well, the what to do part is kinda figured out- but I'll try to be as prompt with an update as I can.

 

inuyahsaluverchicka: Speechless? Really? Wow! That's really a compliment -thank you!

 

youkaineko: "Wow" is always a great thing to read in a review. Thank you!

 

TotallyKawaii: I'll try to pull off not making it totally cliche, but I'm not making any promises >_< Also, to address your concerns over "You Are Never Alone" (since I can't do it there): I probably won't write an epilogue. I've thought about it, but you did exactly what I wanted you to do with the original ending -you came up with what you wanted Kagome to wish for. Not to mention, I started thinking about going back in time, how certain actions would have to change to change the outcome (it started to get a little "Groundhog Day"ish in my head), and realized that a whole new story would probably be written. I'm sorry that you had to go through Kleenex's and almost decapitate stuffed animals, though!

 

FayeMegan: Yeah, AFF gets most of my attention, so I don't tend to update here as fast as there. I'm glad you liked it, though!

 

future author: I know it was mean! I'm sorry! But it was the best place to stop since there was a POV shift. I hope you'll forgive me with this chapter.