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Taboo: Kinks

By: soradanomi
folder InuYasha Crossovers › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: No money or profit is being made off of this story. I do not own anything from Inuyasha, or Naruto. These belong to their respective owners and I lay no claim to them either.
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"I can't believe I did that..." Kagome whispered, horrified at herself as she sat down.


"I can't believe how hard its pouring out there..." Sasuke commented lazily as he shut the door.


The door? Kagome looked around in curiosity, coming to realize that he had not walked her home, not that she had expected him to. But where were they?


"My home," Sasuke answered her silent question, sighing heavily in relief as he shed his shirt, letting the wet article fall to the wooden floor with a loud noise.


"...why did you encourage me to do...do...that?" she demanded, glaring at him harshly.


"Do what?" he feigned innocence as he padded into the kitchen, barefoot.


Barefoot? Kagome thought, oddly excited by the prospect. Did Sasuke Uchiha even have toes? Had anyone ever seen them? She moved to follow him, only to come up short as she saw that he had also shed his pants once entering the kitchen, and was now pouring himself a glass of what she assumed was orange juice, wearing only a pair of briefs.


And yes he did have toes. Oddly...she thought they were cute.


"Aren't you a bit...comfortable in my presence?" she asked demanded, pointing at his feet, as though they had wronged her in some way.


"You agreed to marry me. I figure I can relax in front of my future wife," he gave a lazy shrug, before holding out the glass to her.


She stared at it suspiciously, in spite of the fact of having seen him pour it with her own eyes.


"Drink. Vitamin C will help keep you from getting sick," he glanced away with a slight blush.


Her mouth opened and closed a few times before she took it gently and asked, "What about you?"


"You're still wearing your wet cloths. And your hair will take longer to dry. Drink that, and we can hop in the shower," he commanded, before returning to looking into the fridge.


"...we?"

 

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