The Affair

A/N: Here's some more for ya. This is, obviously, everyone's favorite. But I wanna try to get into the fictional swing again. And, seriously, if you guys like my real life schmuck so much, how about you try my Koga/Kag fic? I called it "Honk If You Like Sex in the Rain" haha. That's such a fitting title... Man, that was a weird day... Anyway. Let's get this soap show going!



And, from here on out, whenever I mention something about "Inuyasha" and "Shippo" being different from other people, it's symbolic of the fact that not many people where I come from are that accepting of my relationship with a man who is so much older than me, and they think very little of children coming from such relationships... *frowny face* My poor boy gets made fun of for having such an "old" dad. But he's very young at heart!

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But it's okay

We'll come around

With nights like this are never ending

I try so hard to make this perfect

You and I somehow

We can't see eye to eye together

We always knew that you worked better

I know you want it all

But you got me.

Sorry I never was everything you ever dreamed

But kept at bay, for just in case that day...

...I don't want you to love me anymore!

With my bags packed and ready to go.

And nothing's ever hurt so much for me

To let you go, than to let you go.



- The Early November, "Baby Blue"

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Chapter 13: The Question



Things were busy at the studio the day that Kagome first invited Hojo over. She had three appointments, but, as usual, her boy Shippo was lending his small, four-year-old hands to help her out, handing her new rolls of film when she needed them and resupplying the stop bath (Kagome wouldn't let him anywhere near the developer or fixer). She knew that Miroku had his own hands full upstairs, where he had Sango and their own son Kaji to care for. Sango was now in her ninth month of pregnancy, and the delivery, they all knew, was right around the corner for Akiko, their daughter.



Kagome thought about having more children every day. Shippo was a very good boy, and she felt very lucky to have him as her son. But she knew he was lonely; he was a sweet boy, but he had trouble making new friends at the daycare. It seemed he had inherited his father's temper along with his pup's ears, which Kagome knew would unsettle a lot of people. Youkai and hanyou lived in peace with the humans nowadays, but she knew there were still racists, and she also recognized that several people were still spooked by the so-called "demons." She had thought that America might be more open-minded than Japan, but she found that their country of origin was actually more accepting of non-humans than the Americans here.



She "humphed" at this as she took a shot. It was a family, her appointment right now, and they were a sweet-looking bunch. Not unlike the Brady's, she thought with a small smile.



After the night at the club, where she had run into Hojo once more, he'd called her and invited her out to dinner the following evening. Sango had no problem watching over Shippo for her, and Kagome found that it was nice to be waited on once more. Men didn't come knocking on her door every day to take her out, and it was nice for someone to be interested in her again.



He was funny, Hojo. He made lots of jokes, but they were mostly dumb jokes, blonde jokes, gay jokes. They were more about humor than they were about wit or wordplay, which were Kagome's favorites (And Inuyasha's, she remembered with a slight furrowing of her brow).



He was also quite generous and fun-loving. She went on more dates with him, and, for the next two months, went on two to three outings with him each week. He was in the entertainment business here, as he'd said, and he was always looking for more talent. His success with so many singers and performers allowed him access into the most private restaurants and clubs - not that he really seemed to want to be there.



Kagome knew that Hojo was strange from high school. But, now, he proved to be even stranger than she had initially thought. 'And he's a tad clingy, too,' she thought, scrunching her nose a bit. The father of the family she was photographing gave her a look. "Why do you keep making those faces at us?" he asked a bit snobbishly.



She glared at him. "They're not AT you," she shot back, clicking the shutter. "I'm thinking about things, okay?"



"Shouldn't you be thinking about taking our picture?"



Kagome was about to pop the man upside the head and order him out of the studio, but his wife was mumbling angrily in his ear. Kagome didn't need super hearing to know the guy was getting royally bitched at. She knew that her studio was the only decent one around Denver that didn't cost thousands of bucks a package, so the guy needed to be a little bit nicer.



Kagome stood and stretched for a minute. "Honestly, dude, you don't WANT me thinking while I'm taking the shot," she told him.



"And why's that?" the husband asked stiffly.



"Because art isn't ABOUT thinking," a male voice carried from the doorway to the lobby. Kagome and the family looked up to see Hojo standing there, a grin taking over his face. Kagome smiled at him but rolled her eyes. "You steal all my good lines," she told him in a mock-grumpy voice. His grin only widened.



'Actually,' Kagome thought as he left the doorway and went upstairs to wait for her. 'INUYASHA was always the one with the absolute BEST lines.'



Now that Kagome was seeing Hojo and opening herself back up to companionship and intimacy, she was beginning to find it harder and harder to deal without Inuyasha. 'I was perfectly fine when I had cut myself off from men and only took care of Shippo and my studio,' she went on thinking as she went back to photographing the family. But recently she'd begun dreaming about Inuyasha again. They were... wild, hard to contain.



There was one that seemed to stand out above the rest. In it, she'd come over to the apartment that he shared with Kikyo, and they'd talked. They'd sat together on the sofa and watched a show and laughed at it.



When the show was over, Kagome had stood and begun to - slowly - peel her clothes from her body. First, the top. It was a nice, wide-necked ballet top, a deep grey color, and it had long sleeves with holes poked through the cuffs at the ends for Kagome's thumbs to fit through.



Next, her jeans. They were a dark, indigo blue, and they were tight-legged and flared a little around the ankles. The waist of them hugged her hips perfectly. In order to extract said jeans from her legs, though, she needed to remove her black, high-heeled boots by unzipping them slowly. All the while, Inuyasha sat there on the sofa, already stripped to his tight-whities, watching her with bright, hungry eyes.



After that, she stood, almost completely nude before her lover, and he stood to remove the rest. He reached around her at an agonizing rate to unhook her bright yellow bra. Kagome heard the hook "snap!" but Inuyasha grabbed her breasts immediately, rubbing her nipples through the silk-like material before allowing the undergarment to fall away. Next he slid his large hands down along her thin waist before reaching for the bright yellow and white striped panties hugging onto her hips. He slid them down her sculpted thighs, removing them from her ankles as he tipped her over in his arms, lowering her to the living room floor with ease.



Once she was lying on her back on the tan carpet, he kissed her once, roughly, passionately. Then his mouth found the base of her neck, which, Inuyasha knew, was her favorite spot, and he lingered there for a moment, his ears perking at the sound of her small moans. His lips left her neck to focus on her breasts, and she arched her back a little as his tongue swept lightly over her right nipple, his fingers finding their way to her small nub of pleasure. As he stroked her clit with his finger and suckled on her nipple, Kagome writhed a little underneath him. After a few minutes, he switched over to the other breast and paid it plenty of attention.



She could feel her building orgasm, and as it released, she could feel her inner muscles clenching and rippling, and she bucked violently into his hand and moaned and gasped. Her first orgasm of the dream was so intense, it left her seeing stars for a few seconds. This gave Inuyasha plenty of time to strip himself completely nude, as he had Kagome.



Kagome was just coming down from the high of her orgasm when she felt Inuyasha fit himself between her spread legs and slide his thick erection into her slippery folds. Together, they moaned at how good it felt to be one again, and Inuyasha grasped her hips, pumping himself inside her at a slow, agonizing rate. He couldn't help it for long, though; soon, he sped up, and he was slamming himself deep inside her. The feel of her warm juices sliding along his stiff cock, her warmth and softness inside...



After only a few minutes like this, he slid himself out of her completely, and Kagome whimpered at the loss.



He whispered in her ear, "Get on all fours."



She did as he said, and she cried out loudly as she felt Inuyasha slide his member inside her with ease. He growled at the new feel of her tight, wet pussy, and he thrusted into her quickly. Kagome cried out again and again, begging him to go faster, to fuck her harder. He grabbed her shoulders and granted her wish, gritting his teeth at how amazing she felt from this angle.



He felt her orgasm ripple through the muscles of her pussy like a wave, clenching and tightening down around his cock, and he came himself, unable to stop it any longer.



'And that's where the dream always ends,' Kagome thought as she clicked the shutter one last time. Finally, her last appointment was finished for the day. When they were gone, Kagome hopped up the stairs, full of energy from her fantasy.



But when she saw Hojo waiting with Shippo, a little of that energy dissipated. She shook her head inwardly. 'He's just not the same.'

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Inuyasha was tapping his fingers impatiently. Kikyo was already asleep in the bed in the next room, and he was sleeping on the sofa for the week. 'I can't wait for this damned rut to be over with!' he thought, his inner voice giving way to an audible growl escaping his lips. He was staying away from Kikyo; sure, it was nearly unbearable, but he could take it. After all, Kikyo may be his wife, but the bitch sure as hell wasn't his mate.



His mate was halfway across the world, probably letting some other guy fuck her brains out.



And the thought didn't hurt him. It didn't tear him in two, as the sappier men would've said.



It drove him so crazy he was almost seeing red.

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Sango sat down beside her best friend on the sofa in the living room. "You know, Miroku and I have been officially moved out for a week and a half," she told Kagome. Kagome smiled at her, tearing her eyes from the television. Harvey Birdman: Attorney at Law was on. Sango sighed. "And we took Shippo last night for a reason."



"So I would sleep with Hojo," Kagome said. It was a statement, not a question, and Sango stared at her friend.



"Exactly. So why didn't you invite him to stay over?"



"Sango," Kagome murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. The show kept going. "You know why."



They were both silent for a few minutes.



Then Sango looked Kagome right in the eye. "You don't want to get close to Hojo, do you?"



"It's not about Hojo," Kagome replied, shifting in her seat.



"I'm not asking the right question, am I?" Sango wanted to know.



Kagome didn't answer.



"You're still in love with Inuyasha, aren't you?"



Kagome stood and shut the tv off. "Good night, Sango," she told her best friend, leaving the room with her head hung a little.



Sango sighed, sitting alone in the dim light from the kitchen, and she thought, 'The question seems to have served as the answer.'

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Next time:



Chapter 14: The Look in Her Eyes.