All Wet and Hard

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All Wet and Hard

Part Two of Three

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Kagome was startled awake by the sudden bang of something falling on, what she assumed in her semi-awake mind, the kitchen floor.

“What the—” She grumbled while rubbing her eyes. Glancing at her nightstand, the clock read 8:17 a.m., which by her jumbled thoughts was way too early to wake up on a Saturday morning. It was silent again and she let that lull her back to sleep.

Two hours later…

‘Something…tickles…’ Kagome shifted onto her side, burrowing deeper into her fluffy pillows. The tickling sensation disappeared and she found herself again drifting off. That was until her nice fluffy comforter was ripped from body and she felt the dip of her bed. She growled and threw a pillow at the intruder after turning to lie flat on her back. A few moments later, the same pillow softly landed on her face.

“Damn it Miroku, I was having such a good dream too!” Kagome groaned, pushing her pillow down a bit and sighing, not even bothering to sit up. She felt her bed shift and before she knew it, she was face to face with the object of said dream. Except this was very real, and if she remembered correctly the events of last night, this most definitely was a very real Sesshoumaru on top of her.

“I’m starting to get a little annoyed about always being mistaken for that pervert I call my best friend.” He said with an undertone of cool iciness.

Kagome continued to stare at him, still a little shocked but incredibly turned on from their proximity. She marveled at the way his bluish silver hair formed a silky curtain around her head and she just itched to run her hands through his strands. Her grip tightened on the edges of the pillow separating them.

“Sorry, I kinda forgot you were here.” She admitted guiltily.

“That can be amended.”

Kagome watched as he pulled away the only obstruction between them and lessened the gap until their noses were almost touching. She found herself drowning in his intense gaze and squirmed a little, then stopped. ‘Wait, did he just—noooo, your ears are deceiving you Kags, it was just your overactive imagination.’

“Umm, Sesshoumaru?” Kagome tentatively spoke.

“Hmm?”

She was trying to focus but his damn fingers kept tracing patterns over her hips, then pause, only to continue again at an achingly slow pace. She bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning and closed her eyes, trying to remember what she was about to ask.

“What are you doing in my room?” She was unbelievably horny and wet so when those words tumbled out, she was delighted to discover that she hadn’t turned into a complete pile of hormone driven goo.

“Obviously to wake you up.”

“Oh…right.” ‘What an interesting way to wake someone up or am I just special?’ However, red flashing lights soon went off in her head. Sure, she was single now, but what about him? Oh hell no, she would have no part in his adulterous affairs if he was currently with another woman. Granted, she didn’t currently know if he was taken or not, but she wasn’t about to let anything happen (no matter how much she wanted to screw him like crazy) without knowing the truth. But damn, his stroking was sending her senses overboard.

‘Focus Kagome, focus! Get away, get away!’ “Holy crap would you look at the time! It’s almost 10:30, I’ve-I’ve gotta take a shower!” She squirmed her way from under Sesshoumaru and hopped off the bed, almost tripping over her sheets. “Ummm, I’ll be in the shower if you need me!” ‘Oi, nice one Kags, nice one.’ She tried hiding the rising blush when she saw the smug expression on his face. Narrowing her eyes, she stuck her tongue out at him.

“Careful Kagome, you might not know where that’ll end up.”

Damn him and his sexy smirk! “Kami, dealing with Miroku is easy but you?! I think him and his perverted ways has finally affected you.” Kagome huffed then left her room and entered the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind her. She quickly splashed some cold water onto her face and groaned at her predicament. She was so sexually frustrated right now that throwing herself out the window didn’t seem like such a bad idea. Kami but it was so hard not to realize the spark that was there, or the sexually charged current that ran between them every time they were near each other. It was like this the first time they met, the few times they talked, and even the times when they would simply glance at each other. Oh, she had a pretty good idea that Sesshoumaru, though usually indifferent, was feeling just as sexually aggravated. She just didn’t know if he was single, and until Kagome knew, she was going to stay away…far far away.

***

Sesshoumaru heard the shower turn on and sighed. His little game of seducing Kagome was going accordingly, but it seemed the longer he was in her company, the harder it was to tease her and control himself. He had slipped up when he let a small moan escape when she unexpectedly squirmed and her thigh had rubbed up against his swollen cock. Apparently, his always oblivious little minx didn’t notice, probably still too shocked of being trapped by his body. He then wondered at her hasty departure. It was quite obvious to the both of them that they wanted each other, and wanted each other bad…really bad. And then it dawned on him. She was probably still seeing that Kouga Ookami. He had overlooked that in his hazy lust for her. But that could be remedied without much effort. He was single and wanted her for himself. That’s all that really mattered anyway. Hearing the shower turn off, he inhaled her scent on the fluffy pillow. ‘I wonder how she tastes like.’ He was tempted to take her right there and then when she came back from the shower but instead, he stood and stomped down the urge. It wasn’t the time yet.

***

“Psssst! Hey! Miroku!” She whispered to him while they were in the kitchen. His head was at the moment shoved into the fridge so he didn’t hear her. Kagome had invited Sango over for dinner tonight, and since Sesshoumaru was here, it was the perfect opportunity to showcase her cooking talent.

“Miroku.” Kagome whispered a bit more harshly this time. She quickly checked the archway to the kitchen and the open counter for any sign of Sesshoumaru who was currently talking on the phone. Kagome thought it a perfect time to ask her roommate about his relationship status.

“Why are you talking in whispers?” He asked curiously, looking over the refrigerator door at her, then ducked down again looking for the eggplant he knew was there somewhere.

She rolled her eyes and went over to join him. “Because what I’m about to ask you involves S—” However, she was interrupted by a smooth baritone voice that tickled her ear.

“It wouldn’t have anything to do with me now would it Kagome?”

“Holy shit Sesshoumaru! Will you stop sneaking up on people!” She shot up from her bending position, her fiery blue eyes glaring at him.

Miroku had finally located his eggplant and stood watching their exchange with interest.

“You’re evading the question.”

“What question?”

“Must I repeat myself?”

Kagome backtracked and praised Kami for not finishing what she was saying to Miroku. “I was talking about Sango when you popped out of nowhere.” ‘Go Kagome! Nice save!’

“Hn.”

She did a little victory dance in her head and turned around, checking on the boiling pot of miso, her bohemian style skirt flowing after her. “Did you find what you were looking for Miroku?”

“I did.” He shot a knowing look towards Sesshoumaru who leaned casually against the fridge, watching his roomy like a hawk.

Kagome’s cell phone started ringing and reaching over, she flipped it open. “Hey Sango…mmhmm…oh no….right….okay….don’t worry, I’ve got you covered. Bye bye.”

“Mirrrroooookuuuuuu.” Her suddenly mischievous eyes fell on her unsuspecting roommate.

He raised a brow and then everything dawned on him. Oh his Kagome was heaven sent indeed!

“Where?”

“At the dojo where she trains the little kiddos.”

“I’m on it!” Miroku excitedly threw the eggplant he was holding onto the counter by the other vegetables and made a mad dash for his keys, wallet, and coat.

“NO GROPING!” Kagome shouted from the counter that overlooked the living room.

He only smiled lecherously.

“I mean it hentai! This is your golden opportunity to woo her! Don’t mess it up!” She narrowed her eyes at him and watched him nod his head, though a bit reluctantly, and head out the door.

A smile played across her peachy lips as she turned around and came face to face with the momentarily forgotten Sesshoumaru (but damn, he was just way too quiet and sneaky and gorgeous) or who she now dubbed as Mr. I’m-Too-Sexy-For-My-Shirt. She silently giggled at her silliness before swallowing the non existent lump in her throat.

And then it all dawned on her when a roguish smirk crept onto his lips. ‘Shit, I’m alone with him and guess who’s fault it is?! Yours! It’s all your fault Kags! Double shit!’

“You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you just set them up.” Sesshoumaru commented, still leaning against the fridge.

‘Be cool Kagome, it’s only Sesshoumaru. Hah, yeah. It’s only like having a SEX GOD next to you. Yeah, no sweat.’ “It’s about time anyway. I know they like each other, they’re just too afraid to make any sudden movements so I’m helping them along.” She laughed a little, and after checking on the miso soup, she continued cutting up the vegetables for the tempura. “They’d make a cute couple anyway.”

“Hn.”

A comfortable silence fell between them, the only sound being that of the knife hitting the cutting board. But Kagome couldn’t take it anymore, so she threw all caution to the wind and cut through.

“So how’s Kagura doing?”

Sesshoumaru was content to just simply stand there and watch her movements but when he heard her question, he now understood the reason behind her hasty departure from her room. His little spitfire wasn’t sure if he was single or not. Logical enough. It had been a year since they saw one another last.

“And how’s Ookami doing?”

She turned around and looked at him curiously, nibbling on her lower lip. “We’ve been over for a while now actually.”

“It was obvious from the beginning that you two wouldn’t last.”

Kagome guffawed at his bold statement. “Hey! We tried but his sorry ass had to jump in bed with another woman. He wasn’t even all that great anyway…in more ways then one.” She mumbled out the last part.

“Precisely. He wasn’t good enough for you.”

She then gave him a weird look, not really absorbing the meaning of what he just said, but kinda touched in a way. She really needed to finish cutting the veggies though if they wanted to eat any time soon so she turned around again and concentrated on finishing, that was until she remembered that he hadn’t answered her question.

“Soooo?” Kagome pressed on, determined to get an answer and slice the vegetables at the same time.

“We’re no longer together.” He had come up behind her, placing his arms on either side of her and breathed it into her ear. “Does that please you Kagome?” A hand came up and slowly trailed up her side as he came, if it was even possible, closer and pressed into her. He noticed offhandedly that the top of her head reached his chin, a suitable height, considering that he was very tall.

‘Why yes it does!’ “Of course not! You guys kinda went together.”

He gave an elegant snort, sensing the lie that was there. “I would have much preferred you.”

Her motions stilled as she felt his tongue lazily graze her earlobe and her sensitive neck. Shuddering under his ministrations, she tried to focus, but dear Kami it was so hard to! His hands began to roam, dancing across her stomach and breasts. She heard the knife clutter onto the cutting board as Sesshoumaru started placing open mouth kisses along the smoothness of her neck. Reflexively, she pushed her hips back only to have him push forward, pressing his body against hers and Kagome could feel, through the thin fabric of her skirt, his hardened length.

She wanted him so bad right now. Throwing whatever sanity she had left out the window, she spun around and crushed her lips against his, weaving her hands through his silky hair. His hands cupped her ass and gave it a firm squeeze as they both continued with fevered abandonment, plundering each other’s mouths.

It felt so good, so nice, so heated that all Kagome saw was haziness and all she felt was bliss. She noted the hiking up of her skirt and Sesshoumaru’s hands traveling towards her panty clad folds. She was so wet already that when he cupped her with his strong hand, she had no doubt that he would feel her juices seeping through the thin fabric.

“So wet for me already?” He teased, nipping at her bottom lip. Damn he was so fucking hard right now that it hurt. He felt her nod against his shoulder as he slowly started to stroke her, the thin layer of fabric still a barrier.

“Kami Sesshoumaru. I want you so much right now.” She said through clenched teeth, grinding into his hand.

“You know, the first time I saw you I wanted to slam you against the wall and fuck you all night long.” Sesshoumaru whispered huskily into her ear.

A sensual smile appeared on her lips as she kissed along his jaw. “Mmmmm…and I would’ve cummed for you all night too.”

He growled and pushing the thin material aside, slid a finger through her feminine folds. He heard her sharp intake of breath and smirked. “Were you cumming for me last night too?”

Kagome swiveled her head, her mouth slightly parted and a small blush dusting her cheeks. “You heard?”

A smooth masculine chuckle escaped. “It only made my hard-on worse.”

She was about to laugh but it quickly turned into a moan when he stroked her sensitive clit. She gripped his shoulders tighter when he sped up the pace but when he suddenly slowed down, she groaned. “Damn it Sesshoumaru, stop playing around with me.” He removed his hand completely and licked his finger, reveling in the sweet sweet taste of her.

“I want you to cum when I’m inside you.” Another husky whisper and she found herself against the fridge, and her legs around his waist. She gyrated against his thick hard shaft, still hidden behind the pair of pants he wore.

“S-Sesshoumaru…”

He took her lips again with animalistic passion, this time showing her just how much he needed her. He groaned at the feel of her moving against his swollen cock. Damn, if Kagome kept moving like that, he’d be forced to take her right how.

“Kagome! Sesshoumaru! We’re back!”

Kagome’s eyes widened and looked at Sesshoumaru in panic when she heard Miroku’s voice slice through the sexually charged air. Oh no, they had forgotten about the dinner tonight! She quickly unhooked her legs from around his waist and he let her down, albeit very very reluctantly. She smoothed out his hair then hers as Sesshoumaru straitened out her skewed skirt and tank top. They both gave each other a look that said they’d finish, one way or another, what they had started.

“How was the car ride Sango!?” Kagome said from the kitchen counter after she had composed herself.

Said woman hopped onto one of the high chairs and shot a death glare at her innocent looking friend but couldn’t stop the smile that was forming. “It was okay.” She then noticed how her friend’s lips looked bruised, as if she had just had an intense make out session. Quickly looking at the other male in the room, she noted his similar appearance.

Kagome giggled. She could see Sango falling for Miroku’s charms even more.

“My lovely Sango is quite beautiful and wonderfully shaped in her training gear.” Miroku commented offhandedly, and grinned when he saw the blush that stole across her face.

“Stop teasing her hentai!” Kagome defended. “Sango, you’ve met Sesshoumaru right?”

Sango looked over to the extremely handsome man standing particularly close to Kagome and smiled. If she remembered correctly, Kagome always had a thing for him and judging from her earlier assessments, they had done something naughty just before she and Miroku walked in. “I have. It’s nice to see you again.”

Sesshoumaru inclined his head in greeting. The dinner was an inconvenience, but he supposed that he could make an exception. His thoughts started to wander slightly. ‘I’d much rather be eating her then the food she’s cooking.’ He smirked. That would be happening later.

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To be continued…