Wicked Ways
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
81
Views:
8,038
Reviews:
163
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Sex Kitten
Rin slipped thru the revolving door of the hotel, looking to her watch as it read 1:10 am. She smirked a bit and and joined a couple on the elevator selecting the fourth floor, before settling back. The ride was silent, her eyes staring at the stainless steel door before her. The elevator slowed and drifted to a stop before the doors slid open.
She gave a small smile to the couple and turned stepping out onto the floor. Her heeled boots carried her with a slight bounce as she followed the numbers in ascending order down the hall. She stopped, looking to 475. Her fingers clenched some, knocking lightly upon the wood, before settling back some.
The door slid open. The demon stepped forward, clad in a fitted black tee with a tribal design shimmering on the front, and fitted black leather pants. He leaned to the doorway, looking over his shoulder to the clock, before his ambers burned back to her own. “You’re late.”
She crossed her arms over her chest, shifting her weight to one heel. “Sorry…heels.” She shrugged with little amusement in his tauntings, before pushing past him and into his apartment, before dropping her messenger bag to the floor. Her hands dusted off her black fitted peasant top, before she fixed the low slung jeans upon her waist, allowing the side strings of her thong to be seen stretched across her pale skin.
Sesshomaru shut the door, turning to face her as he moved slowly back to her, his voice dark as he spoke softly, watching her rummage through the bag before pulling out a black portfolio. “Drink, Rin?” He slipped past her, grabbing a glass from the suite’s bar before looking to her.
She stood slowly, her black hair falling well past her shoulders as she watched him with a brown gaze. “Captain and Coke, please…” She faked a smile and flipped open the binder, flipping thr a v a variety of sketches and drawings. “Okay…I brought over the five new layouts I designed for the centerfold of the booklet.”
Sesshomaru nodded slightly, mixing her drink with a stirring straw before handing it to her. He moved to the couch opposite to her as she settled upon the bed. The girl barely seemed fazed by their romp. Most girls would have been naked and begging the moment they walk through the door. He sipped his drink, hiding a growl as he watched her slender legs cross. Even in jeans, they seemed delicate.
Rin sat up and handed him a pile of drawings before sitting back. She pushed her binder to the side, before sliding back upon the bed, her legs crossing Indian style as she gulped a few heavy sips of her drink. Her mind was racing, trying hard to disguise the wanting of the demon before her. She knew, any wrong thought could trigger her scent to change, give away her attraction.
He leaned forward, placing his feet to the floor as he looked through the artistically rendered photos before him. He smirked, tilting his head, before looking to her. “You’re very dark.”
She shrugged some, finishing her drink before speaking. “I just design what I imagine while listening to the music.” Rin turned her gaze from him, yawning slightly before she turned back.
Sesshomaru placed the prints upon the night table, before gazing to her, his fingers coming to meet at the fingertips as he gazed over her form. He felt himself tense, wanting to rape her, make her scream. Her moans rang clear in his memory, awakening the hunger for her body, her blood once more.
He moved slowly, coming to push her down upon the bed as his form moved to lay above hers. He heard her heart quicken in beat, her scent quickly becoming heat with her arousal for him. He grinned some and let his hands grip her wrists, holding them to the bed as he licked at her mouth, whispering. “I want to collar you and make you my sex kitten…” He nipped her bottom lip, her hips thrusting to hers.
She gave a small smile to the couple and turned stepping out onto the floor. Her heeled boots carried her with a slight bounce as she followed the numbers in ascending order down the hall. She stopped, looking to 475. Her fingers clenched some, knocking lightly upon the wood, before settling back some.
The door slid open. The demon stepped forward, clad in a fitted black tee with a tribal design shimmering on the front, and fitted black leather pants. He leaned to the doorway, looking over his shoulder to the clock, before his ambers burned back to her own. “You’re late.”
She crossed her arms over her chest, shifting her weight to one heel. “Sorry…heels.” She shrugged with little amusement in his tauntings, before pushing past him and into his apartment, before dropping her messenger bag to the floor. Her hands dusted off her black fitted peasant top, before she fixed the low slung jeans upon her waist, allowing the side strings of her thong to be seen stretched across her pale skin.
Sesshomaru shut the door, turning to face her as he moved slowly back to her, his voice dark as he spoke softly, watching her rummage through the bag before pulling out a black portfolio. “Drink, Rin?” He slipped past her, grabbing a glass from the suite’s bar before looking to her.
She stood slowly, her black hair falling well past her shoulders as she watched him with a brown gaze. “Captain and Coke, please…” She faked a smile and flipped open the binder, flipping thr a v a variety of sketches and drawings. “Okay…I brought over the five new layouts I designed for the centerfold of the booklet.”
Sesshomaru nodded slightly, mixing her drink with a stirring straw before handing it to her. He moved to the couch opposite to her as she settled upon the bed. The girl barely seemed fazed by their romp. Most girls would have been naked and begging the moment they walk through the door. He sipped his drink, hiding a growl as he watched her slender legs cross. Even in jeans, they seemed delicate.
Rin sat up and handed him a pile of drawings before sitting back. She pushed her binder to the side, before sliding back upon the bed, her legs crossing Indian style as she gulped a few heavy sips of her drink. Her mind was racing, trying hard to disguise the wanting of the demon before her. She knew, any wrong thought could trigger her scent to change, give away her attraction.
He leaned forward, placing his feet to the floor as he looked through the artistically rendered photos before him. He smirked, tilting his head, before looking to her. “You’re very dark.”
She shrugged some, finishing her drink before speaking. “I just design what I imagine while listening to the music.” Rin turned her gaze from him, yawning slightly before she turned back.
Sesshomaru placed the prints upon the night table, before gazing to her, his fingers coming to meet at the fingertips as he gazed over her form. He felt himself tense, wanting to rape her, make her scream. Her moans rang clear in his memory, awakening the hunger for her body, her blood once more.
He moved slowly, coming to push her down upon the bed as his form moved to lay above hers. He heard her heart quicken in beat, her scent quickly becoming heat with her arousal for him. He grinned some and let his hands grip her wrists, holding them to the bed as he licked at her mouth, whispering. “I want to collar you and make you my sex kitten…” He nipped her bottom lip, her hips thrusting to hers.