Unrequited Love

AN: Hello everyone. For those of you who recognize my pen name, I know long time no hear from. I hope you’re as glad to here from me as I am to finally be able to post something. Although it isn’t a continuation of my other story, Song of my Soul. Anyway for those who don’t know me then I’m glad that you have taken the time to look. Enjoy and remember, I’m not the best at lemon scenes. I’m shy by nature but I got an imagination that could make my husband’s toes curl. Heheheh if he only knew. Hmmm....anyway (smiles) we won’t go there. Ok with that in mind:

WARNING: This is very saucy (not just suggestive) if you are under 18 then don’t read this chapter. The ones after this won’t be so bad and if there is a bad one, I’ll tell you. Chapter 2 can take the place of chapter one easily.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha or any other stuff that is copy written by someone else. Although, like most, I drool over hot sexy guys (oh wait I’m getting off the subject) but I don’t own any rights to the series or anime. They all belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

Chapter One

He watched her all night as she waited tables in the run down bar he now sat in. Usually he wouldn’t care one way or the other if some random guy decided to put a hand on a bar wench but for some reason this woman was different. He didn’t know why nor did he understand why he was so obsessed with thinking about it but since the first time he saw her two nights ago he couldn’t get her out of his mind. There was something about her that got under his skin and he wanted to know what it was. So here he was setting in the dark watching her as he sipped his watered down drink.

He spoke to the bartender the night before and tonight was supposed to be her early shift which meant she would be off early. The guy said she sometimes hung out after wards to have a drink before leaving. That is what he was hoping for. He didn’t feel right about trying to catch her outside when she left. That was too much like a stalker and with his track record he definitely didn’t need that added to his rap sheet. No he would play it cool and try it like a gentleman. He was snapped out of his thoughts when a woman’s voice caught his attention.

“Hi, my name’s Candi.” She smiled at him with red painted lips seductively. His eyes ran up and down her scantily dressed body with a slight bit of appreciation but even though she was attractive, she wasn’t what he wanted.

“That is supposed to mean what to me exactly.” He said coldly. The smile on her lips slipped for a second but she picked it back up with in a few seconds.

“Well its usually an invitation to get to know each other. You know, I tell you my name you tell me your’s. We have a few drinks while we talk and then we leave here to...” her eyes ran over his muscular chest that shown well under the wife beater he wore as she licked her lips, “learn even more.” She smiled again. He looked away and let his eyes settle on the waitress once again.

“Not interested.” He said flatly still avoiding looking at her. The blonde stared down at him in disbelief.

“I don’t think you understand. I’m offering...” She placing her hand on the table just in front of him and leaned over so that he could look straight down her front if he so wished. He raised an eyebrow then put a hand on her shoulder to hold her back.

“I don’t think you understand. I said I’m not interested in a bar slut looking for free drinks. Now get out of my face.” He sneered at her in a whisper and pushed her away. “Now leave.” He added boredly as his eyes moved back to the waitress. Slowly she stood back and drew the strap of her purse up over her shoulder. The shock on her face looked akin to as if he had just slapped her but he didn’t care. She was annoying him. With as much dignity as she could muster she walked toward the door. She stopped once and looked back at him before exiting. He watched her from the corner of his eye with relief. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself by yelling at her. It was better she gave up quickly and didn’t make a scene.

His focus went back to the object of his affection only to find her talking to a tall dark haired guy about his age at the end of the bar. Soon he noticed that the guy was doing all the talking as she stared at a spot on the floor intently only nodding her head once in a while. Her usually pouty lips were pressed into a straight line as she listened. Her face seemed vacant of emotion but her expressive eyes told another story. They held a deep pain that came from inside her. He could understand that pain. It was the type that came from the heart. He wanted nothing more then to get close enough to find out what they were talking about but knew it would only compromise his plans for the night. No he would wait it out then make his move. The guy placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her face as he leaned down to kiss her. Anger began to fill him. He wondered who the hell this guy was but just as he was about to stand up and go over to see what was going on she moved her face refusing to let him. The guy smirked coyly then moved away from her. “See ya later babe.” He haled as he walked toward the door wrapping his arm around a red head that stood at the other end of the bar.

His eyes went back to the dark haired waitress to find her leaning against the bar with her head hung low. The bartender was leaning close to her talking in hushed tones that only she could hear as he patted her hand tenderly. He wasn’t sure what had transpired but he had a pretty good idea what happened. It only meant she would be more likely to stay and have that drink to relax; in that case so he would have his chance. A feeling of guilt gripped his mind for a moment and that disturbed him. He didn’t have feelings about anything. Least of all some woman he planed on fucking for a night then leaving. There was nothing wrong with it. Others did it all the time and besides, he didn’t need the baggage of some whiny woman on his heels all the time. He didn’t have time for a relationship.

“Did you need a refill?” Her soft voice caught him off guard. His eyes focused on his drink to find it suddenly empty. He didn’t even remember drinking it. He looked up into her brown sparkling eyes and felt his resolve slip a little more. She waited patiently for his answer and didn’t push it. Her demeanor was more like she didn’t care if she had other things to do and she had all night to wait on him.

“What time do you get off?” He asked suddenly surprising her as well as himself by the abruptness of his question. Her mouth opened slightly in shock before she bit her bottom lip softly. Her eyes looked at him as if seeing him for the first time that night even though she had waited on him every night he came in.

She would admit he was gorgeous. Any woman would jump at the chance to have a man like him even look her way. That bar fly Candi had made moves on him but he sent her packing. She figured he probably didn’t like the type of girls who hung out in bars but then why was he here. Just to get drunk? He didn’t seem the type to drink that heavily but then what did looks have to do with alcoholism. “Hey?” His masculine voice broke through the haze of her confusion. Her eyes shot up to look into his sun kissed ones making her blush. He smirked and cocked his head to the side. “I promise I won’t bite.” He told her amused when her blush became redder. “Just talk with me for a bit so my last night here won’t be so boring.” He added. She looked up at him with disappointment in her eyes.

“In about fifteen minutes.” She said so softly he almost didn’t catch it. He picked up his empty glass and handed it to her.

“Ok fill mine and get what ever you want. Bring it back with you when you’re off.” He smiled sideways at her as he slipped a $20 bill on her tray and again she couldn’t hold ack the blush.

His eyes followed her around the room as she took the last drink orders of her shift. He sat in anticipation of finally getting a chance to speak with her. He could tell by the way she was acting that she was shy and possibly naive. That didn’t matter to him. He liked the shy ones. They tended to taste sweeter and were easier to seduce. He waited with baited anticipation until he saw her give the serving tray over to the bartender after counting back the money she owed for the drinks. The rest she put in her purse then picked up the last drinks she would serve that night and walk steadily over to him. He would admit that short form fitting black dress she wore was enticing to say the least. He couldn’t wait to peal it off her supple body but he knew to get her to that point he would have to take his time. She definitely looked like the type that needed to be primed.

“Here you are. Sorry that took so long.” She said then set next to him in his booth handing him his change.

“Thanks.” He replied calmly but the scent of her perfume was already making his member stiffen. She smelled wonderful and he was curious how she could smell so good after being in this place around booze and cigarettes for so long. He watched her closely as she sipped her drink. It didn’t bother him that she didn’t say anything. He really didn’t like talking that much. He was more a man of action than words but for some reason it just didn’t seem right for her to be setting there so quiet. “So who was that guy, if you don’t mind me asking?” He said suddenly not even sure why he asked. It wouldn’t matter by tomorrow morning anyway. She didn’t look at him but he could see the frown on her perfectly pouty lips deepen.

“He is supposed to be my boyfriend.” She admitted dryly.

“Supposed to be? Last I heard a guy was either a boyfriend or he wasn’t.” He said coyly. She smirked and shook her head.

“Maybe I should rephrase that then. He’s my boyfriend when he finds it convenient.” She replied and looked at him still smirking.

“So tonight he decided it wasn’t so convenient?” He asked her in order to make it ok in her mind for her to be even setting here with him. The last thing he needed was some angry asshole trying to start shit with him over a woman.

“Yeah something like that.” Was her reply as she took another sip of her drink. “What about you? Got any baggage setting at home waiting for you to return?” She asked as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She had already checked out the ring finger but there wasn’t any trace of a ring on it. Unfortunately you would never know now a days.

“Nope. Just me and my bike.” He answered and took a healthy swallow from his own glass.

“That’s good to know.” She replied and followed his example in drinking. They sat in comfortable silence while they finished their drinks. “You have somewhere you gotta go tonight?” She asked suddenly and looked at him with a blank expression in her eyes.

“No.” He said and finished his drink. She followed his example yet again then eyed her glass.

“Follow me.” She said with a determined look on her face and stood. With out a glance back at him she walked toward the door purse in hand. He stood grabbing his leather jacket and followed after her quickly. Outside he saw her get into a small beat up dark blue car. He could tell by the way the engine roared to life it had seen better days. She waited for him to get on his bike and start it before pulling out and heading down the road. He followed a few car lengths behind as she made several turns that led them to a small shanty like area in town. None of the homes looked to be in the best of shape but when they pulled up into the only fenced one he knew something was different about this one. She stepped out and fiddled with some keys for a moment before entering the gate. He heard dogs start barking from inside the house and cringed. He hated dogs. “Wait here a sec. I gotta put the dogs out back” She said as if reading his mind and turned the key.

“Ginta! Hikaku down!” She snapped. The angry barks soon turned to whimpers and whines as they recognized her as a friend. “That’s my good boys. Now come.” She cooed to them. He heard her talking to them as she went through the house to put them in the back yard he presumed. He waited patiently while smoking a cigarette until she opened the door for him. He was actually surprised. The place didn’t look half bad inside even though the outside was like shit. He watched her as she went into the kitchen and pulled out two glasses. He followed her in and leaned against the counter while she poured a dark liquid in over ice. She turned and handed one to him while taking a sip of her own. “Hope you like JD. It’s all Koga drinks.” She said as she walked into the living room and flopped down on the couch pushing her high heeled shoes off with her toes. He sauntered in and sat next to her.

“So this your place?” He asked more to break the ice then to actually want to know.

“No, its Koga’s.” She replied dryly. “I don’t own nothing but myself and a few other sentimental things.” She added and took a big gulp from her glass.

“Does that mean he’ll be home soon angry that you’re here with another man?” He asked ready to leave if she said that would happen. He didn’t want to get into a fight over a one night stand. There were other women out there that would jump at the chance to sleep with him so why hassle with it. She looked at him and laughed.

“Why does that make you nervous?” She snickered. “Afraid he’ll barge in here and kick your ass?” She added teasingly. He frowned and narrowed his eyes at her.

“I don’t need any hassles with some jealous boyfriend.” He spit out at her. “Oh excuse me, supposed to be boyfriend. What ever the hell that is.” He sneered at the hurt look in her eyes. She bit her bottom lip to keep the tears under control and looked away from him. ‘Maybe this was a mistake.’ She thought angrily. Suddenly she stood and walked into the kitchen putting her half full glass on the counter. He followed close behind just as angry that she was using him to get back at her boyfriend. “Don’t tell me you were hoping he would walk in here and catch us? I don’t believe what a bitch you are.” He yelled at her but shut up the minute her hand connected with the side of his face. She was a small thing but the force of that blow was enough to turn his head with it and make his cheek sting harshly.

“I don’t need anyone to make him jealous cuz guess what it won’t happen. He doesn’t give a shit whether I’m here or not and he definitely don’t care who I fuck.” She screamed back with tears running down her face. He stared at her in disbelief that she actually struck him. Didn’t she know that you can’t go hitting people you don’t even really know? “Besides, he came in to tell me he was going out of town with that woman and to make sure the dogs were fed while he was gone.” She stomped through the living room to the front door and flung it open. “Leave.” She hissed as she stared at the floor not looking at him.

‘Just who the fuck did this bitch think she was?’ His mind screamed in anger. ‘Mine.’ He replied with out even thinking about it as he stormed over to where she was and grabbed her arm yanking her away from the door before he slammed it shut. She opened her mouth to yell at him but he covered it with his own in a dominant searing kiss. She pushed against his chest trying to wretch him off her. He held her tightly with one arm around her back and one hand laced in her dark wavy hair. More tears of frustration poured from her eyes as her pounding became weaker and weaker. Slowly her muscles began to relax and her arms circled his neck pulling him closer to her. His hand left her neck and slid down her arm until he was able to cup a breast through her dress. His thumb ran over the nipple several times making it stiffen and getting a moan from her.

“I’m not going anywhere bitch.” He growled out after letting her mouth go to trail kisses down her slender neck. She moaned softly.

“I’m not a bitch.” She said between pants. He chuckled and nipped her collar bone.

“Yes you are. You’re my bitch.” He said huskily and quickly grabbed her by the back of her thighs and lifted her so he could hold her against the wall while her legs wrapped around his waist. He used his body to hold her in place so his hands would be free to explore. He claimed her lips once again stopping any protest she might of had and let his hands run up and down her smooth firm thighs. He couldn’t resist the urge to push his pelvis into her letting her know he was more then ready to take her as his hands explored her wonderful body. She yelped and threw her head back in pleasure as he continued to grind his stiffening erection into her heated core. “I can take you here and now or...” He said as one hand finally traveled up and ripped her panties from her getting another yelp, “or we can do this on a bed. Your choice but don’t wait too long, I’m not a patient man.” She groaned as he attacked her collar bone again. Her arm flung out and pointed toward the hallway.

“Second door on the left.” Was all she could say between pants. He wasted no time pushing off the wall to walk in the direction she indicated. Her legs wrapped around him more securely but she was so light there was no way he would drop her. He pushed the door open and walked in kicking it shut behind them. She was already pulling at his clothes to get them off. ‘Eager isn’t she.’ He thought amused and kneeled over the bed as he crawled up it with her clinging to him desperately. Piece by piece their clothing came off till they were both naked. He leaned back so he could look at her. She moved her hands over her breasts as a blush flamed over her face again. He chuckled and picked up each hand kissing it gently before laying them on the bed beside her.

“You’re beautiful never hide yourself.” He said appraisingly. Then he ran his hand down her stomach making the muscles jump under his touch until his fingers came to the soft black curls of her womanhood. He was glad to see how wet she was already and he hadn’t even started to caress her the way she deserved. His finger ran between her slick folds massaging her clit over and over driving her crazy with desire then he slid one finger into her opening. She bucked her hips up but he held her down with his other hand as he watched her face scrunch up in pleasure. Another finger was added to stretch her even more making her moan even louder and her head thrashed back and forth. She was incredibly tight and he wondered if that jerk Kouga even fucked her or not. It didn’t matter anyway. It wasn’t like he was going to stick around to find out.

His long fingers plunged into her again and again. Each stroke going deeper and deeper until he felt something that he was more then surprised to find. “You’re a virgin.” He said flatly stopping his assault on her body. She bit her lip and nodded. “But you live with some guy and he never?” She looked over at the wall this time shaking her head no. “Why?” Was all he could think of. She was gorgeous beyond belief and yet that jerk off never touched her.

“He found me three years ago in the park half starved and no where to go.” She admitted sadly. “He said I was his pure little angel and no one would ever taint me.” A tear slid from the corner of her eye but she wiped it away.

“I don’t understand. You’re in love with him?” He had to know for some reason. There was something deep inside that hoped she would say no when he knew it shouldn’t matter.

“Not anymore. I thought I was one time but now I know that it was infatuation because he took me in and was kind to me. I’m just his live in house keeper now. A fine piece of decoration for his buddies to admire knowing they can’t touch.” She said with a half laugh. “You gonna finish what you started or do I have to go back to that bar to find satisfaction?” She almost growled at him. He smirked and shook his head.

“I aim to please.” He kissed her passionately as he placed the head of his penis at her opening. Slowly he pushed in hesitating so that she had time to adjust to his girth. She bit her lip holding back a groan. He rested his weight on one elbow so that he could use one hand to massage her clit. “Lets make this as pleasurable as possible.” He smirked at her moan. “I want to hear you.” He kissed the shell of her ear and pushed farther in then pulled almost all the way out. Again he pushed in slowly going a little farther repeating this with each stroke until he was at her barrier then he stopped while inside her. “Are you sure about this? You can never take it back you know.” He smirked again when she smacked his tattooed arm.

“A little late to be concerned don’t you think.” She scowled at him. He pinched her clit making her cry out from the shock it sent through her body.

“Alright, you asked for it but I’m telling you now it will hurt.” He chuckled darkly then pushed in until he was buried to the hilt. He couldn’t stop the groan that escaped him even when her body went completely stiff under him. She was incredibly tight and warm. Now he understood why she was so shy. She really was precious in her own right and she just gave her more treasured gift to him, a total stranger. He couldn’t resist looking into her face. Her lips were in a thin line, her eyes closed tightly as tears streamed down the side of her face. He used a thumb to wipe the tears away and she slowly opened her eyes. “I told you it was going to hurt.” He said flatly. “Don’t move until it stops and try to relax it will help. We got all night.” She nodded and closed her eyes again then let out a half hearted laugh. “What?” He smiled at her.

“Nothing really.” She ran her fingers along his cheek marveling at how soft it was for such a tough guy. “I just never imagined myself having sex for the first time with a handsome guy is all.” She snorted amused at the look of shock on his face.

“Oh I suppose you imagined it with that guy, Koga, huh?” He cocked one dark eyebrow up and twisted his mouth in slight disgust feeling a little put off. She smiled and shook her head.

“No actually I always imagined it would be some guy my pimp set me up with as being my first.” She said light heartedly. He gave her a strange look with narrowed eyes.

“You have a pimp?” He questioned wondering what other surprises this girl had.

“No.” She laughed. The smile on her lips reaching her eyes for the first time that night. They sparkled in the sparse light that came through a crack in the drapes. He couldn’t resist the smile from crossing his lips. She just made him want to smile with her innocense and light laughter but he knew that it was just a joke in life for him to even conceive that he could be happy with anyone. He spent the last 5 years in jail because he let his guard down and he would be damned if he did that again any time soon. “It’s ok now, I think you can continue.” She said softly with her hand on his cheek. Slowly he slid out and pushed back in to keep her pain to a minimum until she was ready. She closed her eyes and threw her head back. He moved one hand down and grasped her bottom lifting it in time with his thrusts so she would get the idea. She gasped out an even louder moan with each thrust but she caught on fast and began matching him thrust for thrust. Her small grunts and groans were driving him crazy. All he wanted was to pump into her as hard and fast as he could over and over until they both collapsed from exhaustion. But he held back knowing that would hurt her too much for her first time.

He knew she was close to her first orgasm and he wanted to see the look in her eyes when she came. Call it a male pride thing but just the thought seemed to make him even harder then he already was. “Open your eyes. I want you to see who is giving this pleasure.” He panted out with a grunt. She opened her eyes and looked at him with glazed over lust. He thrust harder into one particular spot that he noticed before made her groan even more. It only took a few before her strangled scream filled the room. Her eyes shot open then rolled back in her head in shear pleasure. His male pride swooned but he held back the urge to join her. He slowed as she rode out her climax but didn’t completely stop. When her muscles stopped gripping him so tightly he leaned down and kissed her gently. “I want you from behind.” He whispered and slid out of her passage just long enough so that he could flip her over on her stomach not waiting on a reply. He picked her hips up so that she was balanced on her hands and knees then pulled her back to meet his first thrust. He almost came right then. This new angle was even more heavenly. He rested his head on her shoulder while supporting his full weight on his hands, her back pressed firmly against his chest. He grunted and groaned as her purrs and pants became more audible. He was so close he could explode but he wanted her to release again too so he sat back pulling her up with him as he sat on his calves making her thighs spread even farther apart still thrusting deeply inside her. One hand grasped a nipple while the other began massaging her sensitive pearl. His teeth latched onto the place where her neck and shoulder met firm enough to hold on but not hard enough to draw blood.

Her walls rippled and gripped him even more tightly then the first time as she screamed her released. Her nails dug into one arm as the other gripped his neck from behind holding his mouth where it was. He couldn’t hold back any longer and exploded his seed with in her waiting womb. He held her tightly as they rode out the waves of ecstasy over and over. He began to think it would never stop but finally they both seemed to relax completely at the same time. He leaned over to one side bringing her with him as he laid down on the cool sheets but not separating from her. She groaned and panted slightly as she tried to catch her breath. His arm was wrapped tightly around her while his other hand was stroking her thigh, hip and stomach gently in a soothing motion. She released a satisfied sigh and snuggled into him even more. He pulled the sheets over them both as he kissed the back of her neck and shoulders. After long moments of silence he could have sworn she was asleep until he heard her whisper, “Wow!” and giggle. He smiled and nuzzled the back of her head playfully.

“Like that did you?” He teased and got a nod in response. “Mm..maybe I’ll come back around sometime and we can try some other stuff.” He suggested as he nibbled on her ear. She placed a hand on his head and tilted her head to give him more access as her fingers stroked his long silky hair.

“That would be nice.” She said sleepily. “But I probably won’t be here.” She yawned then let her arm fall heavily to the bed. The thought of her not being there when he wanted her left him with a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Where will you be? I’ll come to you.” He kissed her shoulder again trying to keep her awake long enough to answer him.

“I don’t know.” She admitted in a low voice. He frowned even more.

“You don’t have any plans?” He asked. She shook her head no. “No family or friends to go to?” She shook her head again. He leaned up so that he could look into her face. She had the same expressionless look but in her eyes he could see the pain. “Then what will you do?” She shrugged with a small smile on her lips.

“What ever it takes to get by I guess.” She replied. “I don’t want to talk about it now. I want to sleep.” Her hand came up and covered her mouth as she yawned again. He gazed down at her flushed face and swollen lips. The same lips he had kissed passionately just minutes ago and could feel himself begin to stiffen while still inside her. He flexed his hips forward getting a groan from her. “Are you getting excited again?” She asked almost incredulously. He grinned sideways.

“When it comes to you it don’t take much.” He grinned even more when she blushed. With out a word he slid his leg between hers as he lifted her leg up so that her knee hooked his shoulder while he got up on his knees. He began thrusting as he stared deeply into her glazed over eyes. He knew he could get used to looking into her angelic face as he made lover to her over and over for a life time. Her moans and grunts were making him pant even more. With his free hand he pinched her nub a couple of times making her walls clench down on his straining member sending them both over the edge in just a few minutes. It was all too clear to him now. There was something about her that made him want to be there. He wanted to make her see that she didn’t need anyone else but him. The most confusing part was he didn’t understand why he felt like this when he had only just met her. He wasn’t one to believe in love at first site. Lust yes but never love. He just didn’t understand what it could be unless it was lust but then again it felt like so much more. His heart yearned for her to acknowledge that he was the only one who could give her this pleasure that he was the only one who could protect her, comfort her, understand her.

Slowly he slid out of her so that she could rest from his over active libido. She bit her bottom lip holding back any sound that might have come out. He narrowed his eyes at her and couldn’t resist kissing those soft pouty lips. “Gods, I can’t get enough of you.” He said as his tongue slide lazily down her jaw to her collar bone. Finally he rested his head between her breasts as the weariness finally started to take a toll on him. She ran her fingers through his hair caressing all the stress from his mind.

“Tell me one thing before you go to sleep.” She said in a quiet voice. He looked up at the serious look in her eyes and nodded. “What’s your name?” He smiled widely relieved it wasn’t something more serious.


“Inuyasha.” He replied and kissed her gently before laying back down with his head nestled between her breast while she continued to run her fingers through his hair.

“Inuyasha.” She whispered slowly. His muddled mind liked the sound of his name coming from her lips and wondered what it would sound like if she screamed it as he pleasured her. He would just have to find out later as another yawn assaulted his senses. After several minutes her fingers stopped moving. His breathing leveled out and they both succumbed to needed sleep.

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