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Entry 14: ED
Salome Sensei 12/08
Dear Diary: ED
Dear Diary,
I feel like a moron writing this. Kagome handed me this stupid "Pochacco" diary today and told me I'd better work out my feelings or she's gonna leave me for my brother. Keh. Like that would work. Sesshoumaru likes pussy about as much as Yura liked bald men. I swear she's the only one in all of Feudal Japan who doesn't know Rin is a boy in drag.
But joking doesn't help. Things suck between us now. After she busted me in that dogdickpile, she decided it was time to give in. She made a huge production of it, and I admit it made me really hot. She told me how much she loved me, how she had been waiting for me, saving it for me, wanting me… I mean damn. But then, when she lay back and spread, I could smell a dogpile in there! Not only Kouga and Miroku but my faggot brother (she explained he always took her from behind – heh, wonder why) and even Naraku! Plus Kikyou and Ayame, and a trace of Sango, too. My cock wilted like a flower at the first freeze as I barked out every insult I could think up.
Kagome reared on me, yelling "sit" so many times I lost count. When I was down, she calmly pointed out that it was her ass not her pussy that had been fucked, just like mine had, and her cunt was still virginal because girl mouths and fingers don't count. Next, she demanded to know how I recognized Ayame's scent so easily. Damn. That drunken night was not one of my best, and both the ookami babe and I promised never to mention it again.
She called me a "hypocrite," then explained what it meant since she was sure a "dumbass hanyou" like me wouldn't know. I growled and finally managed to rise, spitting dirt from the hut floor, and snarled a bunch of stupid shit about not caring about big words and never being able to trust bitches. She punched me in the face and I unleashed claws and threatened to use them and then she begged me to fuck her and make her "complete" and by then my cock was hard as Tessaiga and I banged her good and long and hard.
After that night, though, she wanted it all the time. I mean ALL THE TIME. And to tell the truth, I'm more uke than Seme and more gay than not. I'd rather take it than give it and Kagome just doesn't have the equipment. Well, pretty soon, she was cheerfully giving me these little blue "pills" from the future—like jewel shards of prick-hardening, only not as shiny and they wear off—and then she is stupid enough to tell me she gave Naraku a whole bottle of them! First, I didn't want to hear about her Naraku obsession, and second, the damned demon never told me he had tentacle dysfunction! After a while, all we did was angry sex, and even with the little blue shards it just wasn't right.
So, she gave me this stupid "Diary" and told me to get out my feelings so I can "love her again." Well, fuck, it's not like I don't love her. I do. Totally. And all this writing shows is that both Kags and I are whores with anger management problems. You know, maybe I'll just tell her that…and then see if she wants to invite some of the boys over to fuck us both tonight. Now that's love, ain't it?
Dewa kore de…or whatever,
Inuyasha
Dear Diary,
I feel like a moron writing this. Kagome handed me this stupid "Pochacco" diary today and told me I'd better work out my feelings or she's gonna leave me for my brother. Keh. Like that would work. Sesshoumaru likes pussy about as much as Yura liked bald men. I swear she's the only one in all of Feudal Japan who doesn't know Rin is a boy in drag.
But joking doesn't help. Things suck between us now. After she busted me in that dogdickpile, she decided it was time to give in. She made a huge production of it, and I admit it made me really hot. She told me how much she loved me, how she had been waiting for me, saving it for me, wanting me… I mean damn. But then, when she lay back and spread, I could smell a dogpile in there! Not only Kouga and Miroku but my faggot brother (she explained he always took her from behind – heh, wonder why) and even Naraku! Plus Kikyou and Ayame, and a trace of Sango, too. My cock wilted like a flower at the first freeze as I barked out every insult I could think up.
Kagome reared on me, yelling "sit" so many times I lost count. When I was down, she calmly pointed out that it was her ass not her pussy that had been fucked, just like mine had, and her cunt was still virginal because girl mouths and fingers don't count. Next, she demanded to know how I recognized Ayame's scent so easily. Damn. That drunken night was not one of my best, and both the ookami babe and I promised never to mention it again.
She called me a "hypocrite," then explained what it meant since she was sure a "dumbass hanyou" like me wouldn't know. I growled and finally managed to rise, spitting dirt from the hut floor, and snarled a bunch of stupid shit about not caring about big words and never being able to trust bitches. She punched me in the face and I unleashed claws and threatened to use them and then she begged me to fuck her and make her "complete" and by then my cock was hard as Tessaiga and I banged her good and long and hard.
After that night, though, she wanted it all the time. I mean ALL THE TIME. And to tell the truth, I'm more uke than Seme and more gay than not. I'd rather take it than give it and Kagome just doesn't have the equipment. Well, pretty soon, she was cheerfully giving me these little blue "pills" from the future—like jewel shards of prick-hardening, only not as shiny and they wear off—and then she is stupid enough to tell me she gave Naraku a whole bottle of them! First, I didn't want to hear about her Naraku obsession, and second, the damned demon never told me he had tentacle dysfunction! After a while, all we did was angry sex, and even with the little blue shards it just wasn't right.
So, she gave me this stupid "Diary" and told me to get out my feelings so I can "love her again." Well, fuck, it's not like I don't love her. I do. Totally. And all this writing shows is that both Kags and I are whores with anger management problems. You know, maybe I'll just tell her that…and then see if she wants to invite some of the boys over to fuck us both tonight. Now that's love, ain't it?
Dewa kore de…or whatever,
Inuyasha