Check and Checkmate

Check and Checkmate

The problem with chess is that everything relies on the King. That's not how you play in the real world. Black King is down. Okay, that's check. White Kight takes Black Knight, White Bishop takes Black Bishop. White King takes Black Queen. That, my friend, is Checkmate.


19-year old Kagome Hiragushi sighed contentedly, and flipped another page in her novel. She was stretched out in the shade, lying on her stomach in a lounge chair, poolside at the roof-top club that was the most exclusive in the city. Being the niece to one of Japan's most powerful mafia kingpins certainly had it's perks. Especially since her uncle had his highly competent daughter elp elp run the family business, which meant that the responsiblility that trickled down to Kagome was practically nil. Well, besides excelling in boarding school (which she had), and the rather annoying expectation that she marry well to benefit the family. Not until her cousin took the plunge, she vowed to herself. And it would be one unusual day in hell before Carine Hiragushi, the itelligent, sophisticated, intimindating, and highly independant mafia 'hime', would trade in her freedom for the proverbial ball and chain.

She was startled from her thoughts by a light touch running up her back, and a familiar voice in her ear. "You know, you really should lose the bathing suit, you're just gonna get tan lines." A clawed finger snapped the band of elastic at the of hof her bathing suit bottoms for emphasis.

Thanking Kami up and down for the sunglasses, book and bangs that hid most of her face, Kagome forced herslef to keep her voice light, cool, and indifferent. "I'm not trying to get a tan"

"Even better! Why be outside and clothed, when you can be inside and naked? I have a room-"

"My uncle would have your head if he saw you." Kagome said in what she hoped was a calm, unwavering voice.

"Stop pretending to be Carine. Coldness doesn't suit you, Kagome." He leaned in and pressed a hot, open mouthed kiss to the side of her neck, then pulled away. " And Miroku is hardly in a position to tell on me."

"You brought Sango." Kagome groaned inwardly.

"Mm-hmm" he leaned to kiss her neck again, and Kagome tried very hard not to be excited by that but failed miserably. She found herself holding her breath in aniticiptation of the szzling touch that never came. He stopped, so close to her skin that his hot breath made her want to scream in frustration. "But...siyou\you've made it clear that this isn't what you want....I'll leave you in peace."

Kagome watched in frustration as her tormentor sauntered off. 'Leave me in peace'? Not hardly. She was aroused and in sore need of relief, and HE knew it. HE was none other that Inu Yasha, the younger brother of the head of the youkai crime organization. She had known him for years, and they had been rivals in everything, including other's affections. At school their bets over who could seduce their choosen target first were infamous, and usually spawned at least one one other betting pool. However, those days were long gone. Kagome hadn't been laid in a really long time, and it was all Inu Yasha's doing. After Kagome had warned a very beautiful friend of hers, that Inu Yasha had very much wanted in his bed, away from him, he had made it his mission to chase all males away from her. At first it was purely out of revenge, but then the possesive touches and seductive murmerings would come at times when it clearly wasn't for the benefit of her current suitor. At some point she had become the conquest, and part of her was having trouble remembering whay this was bad. He was tall, and had a hard muscular body, the kind that girls dream of, long silver hair, piercing eyes, and very sensitive little ears atop his head. a testement to his dog demon hertitage. But he was also arrogant, tempermental, possesive, and had a ....really nice ass. And he was giving her such and excellent view of it too, she tought as she eyed him over her sunglasses. He stopped, and shot a rakish grin at her his his shoulder, letting her know that he knew she had been watching all this time. She felt her face turn scarlet, and a completely different reaction take place in he lower body.

Uh-oh. I'm gonna have to jump in the pool before I walk out to wet the rest of my bathing suit.


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"You best be careful, 'hime', or you'll meet the same sticky end as your brother."

Carine Hiragushi froze halfway across the police station lobby, then gave a smooth turn that would have made a runway model jealous. "Such rudeness. You must be on the Naruku payrole." She fixed the outspoken cop with a cold glare, that made him cringe despite all his false bravado a moment before. Gods, she hated coming her to bail out her father's stooges.

"Why don't you be a good cop, have a donut. My treat. And shut the hell up about my family" She flipped a large bill at him. A very large bill. Just to show how little it meant to her, rub it in his face again that people like her owned this building and everyone in it. She turned again and made her way towards the door, the tap of her heels measuring out a strong, confident stride.

A hand reached out to open the door for her. "Beautiful. I'll have to remember that line."

"You do that." she replied cooly, not flustered in the slightest by the intense attraction that burning in those eyes, or who they belonged to. She pursed her lips as she spoke, perhaps unconciously, in a most appealing way.

Sesshoumaru watched her impassively, as she walked to her car. He liked her. He liked her alot. She was clever, had a tongue like a razor and eyes like ice. Didn't hurt that she was gorgeous. Not a vuloptuous beauty like her cousin, the one that Inu was always sniffing after. Carine was petite. Everywhere. A truly tiny waist, and almost perfect hourglass shape. She was short enough that he over-shadowed her, but she still had long thin legs. And hips tht swung and swivled so easily when she moved. And made you wonder how else they might move. He allowed himself a small, dangerous smirk at the thought. He might just have to come up with a reason to do business with the Hiragushi family.


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Kagome sighed in relief as she shut and locked the bathroom door behind her. Privacy at last, and a chance to stratch an ich planted by a certain demon. Miroku had been startled, not to say dissapointed when she had pulled him away from applying suntan lotion to a bikini-clad Sango, saying that she needed to get home right away. A half-hour later, and she was back at the mansion on the edge of town, in her own private bath. She pulled the curtains by the jacuzzi size tub tight, even though there were only trees on the other side. Perched on the side of the tub, she quickly stripped off her cover up and swim suit, pinching and kneeding her nipples with one hand while she turned on the water and tested it with the other. Not cold, but not too hot....there, perfect. She waited until just enough water was in the tub to coat the bottom, so she wouldn't be lying on cold porcelin, and then got in. She laid on her back and pulled herself to the front of the tub, her legs braced on the wall on either side of the faucet, posistioning herself so that the powerful stream of water was aimed straight for her cunt. Mmmm, she continued massaging her breast as the water pounded away at her, feeling almost as if she had cock throbbing in side her. The preasure was so good, made her feel so full, that she almost didn't want to cum. Almost. She moved her feet up the wall, raising her her ass into the air, bringin herself closer to the faucet, increasing the pressure pounding into her cunt. At the this ranger the heavey stream of water was hitting her clit too, and the sensation was soon too muc bea bear. With a splash she fell back into the tub as camecame, her legs far too loose to hold her up. She reached up and turned off the water, then leaned back with a contented sigh. Not as good as a man, but then what was? If this kept up she was gonna give into Inu Yasha soon, she really wanted to feel a man's touch, it had been far too long. But she couldn't, not with him. She was not prey, she was a preditor, like him. She would not let him turn her into one of his little conquests to be tossed aside when something walkwalked by. She was better than that. Damn him for not seeing that. And double damn him for affecting her so. She bet he wasn't jacking off alone thinking of her.

She was wrong.


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Inu Yasha let the hot water hit his face full force. The club showers were empty except him him. It was a workday afterall, most of the the club was fairly deserted. And with his hanyou senses he would know if someone was coming in before they touched the outer door. Lousy excuse for playing with himself in a public shower, but hey, it's not like he was the first. Damn he was hard. Why did she do that to him? Reduce him to this. He had always been attracted to her, but she was also different form the other girls. She challenged him all the time, and he enjoyed it. He liked argueing with her, competeing with her. Hell, he actually liked her. Didn't want tck hck her and leave her like he did other girls, so he just pretended that she wasn't attractive to him. And then there was that whole mess with Kimi, which had really pissed him off, and well...it's not a far leap from pretending to pursue and attractive woman to actually wanting to pursue her. And win. And keep her. He hissed through his teeth as he tighted his hand around his considereable girth, pumping his shaft up and down vigorously, wishing he was fucking Kagome instea his his hand. Just the thought of that, having her as his own, to fuck, to keep, because he definatly was not ever going to let another man touch her ever again, was enough to bring him to the edge, his cock moving of it's own accord, precum oozing onto his fingers. He squeezed harder, jerked faster. One, two, Ooooooh. On the third jerk he came violently, falling to his knees as he sprayed semen onto the tile floor. He stayed there for a moment, letting the water pound at his back, washing away his seed. This was a miserable situation. He needed Kagome, desperately. In his life, in his arms, and most importantly right now, in his bed. At least he could take some small pleasure in knowing that she was equally unsatisfied. He could smell her arousal earlier, it had just about made him cum on the spot, and he knew her appitite. She'd give in. Hopefully before it killed him.

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~~{@}~~ Dirty and wrong, no? I'm afraid I had to get it out of my system. More to cum..er 'come', I promise. Review, if you would please. No flames, I have bad luck with fire. ^_^