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Adult ++
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38
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Shopping
Chapter Twenty-seven: Shopping
A/N: Yes, another chapter in the same day. Should be a couple more up by the end of the day. Want be posting for a few days so putting what I have up. But please review = ). Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Sexual Content
“What do you think of this one?” Sango held up the black leather mini skirt to see the fox’s eyes widen in astonishment. Not like she’d ever wear it. She shrugged and put it back on the rack. In truth she was shopping for a few new things for Kagome. The girl would need some looser shirts before school was out. There was a chance a slight bulge could be seen before they made it through graduation. The girl was off with Hiei and had asked Sango to grab her some new things. Kurama had called her at the last minute as she was walking out the door. He had accepted the invitation to join her on the outing.
“I think you are deliberately trying to bait me. You know damn well what would happen if you wore that around me. Though I think you’d look fetching in it. Now what I want to see you in is over here. I’ve just realized that the most I’ve seen you sleep in is one of my shirts. Come with me.” Kurama grabbed her hand leaving the shopping cart where it was. There was enough clothes in there to last the girl for another two years. What was the sudden need for new clothes? He grinned steering them into the lingerie department. He’d been checking out a few of the pieces while she looked at sweats.
She felt the blood rush from her face seeing where they were headed. He would not discuss buying underwear with her! They stopped in front of the rack of teddies. Her heart fell to her feet as he started to look through them. He couldn’t be serious, she wasn’t going to wear something like that. Most of it was nothing but pure lace. She’d fall out most of the tops. One reason why she didn’t own any, they weren’t comfortable and she’d never had anyone to dress up for. Could she bring herself to dress up for him if he asked?
He searched through the first couple and decided that none of the colors would look right on her. She had dark hair but her skin was pale. He clucked his tongue as he looked towards another rack. Those were less revealing but had more choices. Perhaps if he got something decent she wouldn’t object to wearing it for him. “Are you telling me that if I bought you one you wouldn’t wear it for me? Not even if I asked nicely?” He reached for one that caught his eyes, this one would look stunning on her. “Here, how about this one? You could model it for me. I’d like to see you in it.”
She eyed the flimsy garment with speculation. It wasn’t as bad as the others. It was a deep rose color and a one piece. The top had spaghetti straps holding up a tight top, the front made to cup her breasts. It basically crossed in the front to go around the back at an angle, leaving a good bit of her upper shoulders and back exposed. Sheer material went down the abdomen completely see through and lacy. The bottom was a flowing skirt made of the same exact lace. It wouldn’t reach mid thigh on her and one would be able to see the high cut thongs that came with it. “Heh, you must think I love you.”
The words made his chest flutter and he blinked. “I’ll buy it just in case that ever happens.” She laughed and shook her head before heading back towards the shopping cart. He fisted the garment and took it with him. He’d purchase it and make sure she took it home. Maybe one day she’d wear it for him. He smiled as the words echoed in his mind. It was the first time the word had been spoken in his presence. Which made him wonder just what the girl felt for him. How much did she care about him? How much did he care about her?
Sango grabbed a pair of the jeans she was thinking about buying. She grimaced seeing he still had the garment in his hand. It was placed inside near her other purchases. “I’m going to head to the dressing room and try these on. I’ll be right back.” She heard him agree and he pushed the cart behind her towards the single dressing room. It was rather late so the store was almost empty. The clerk had disappeared back to the front of the store some time ago. She stopped at the small desk and grabbed the little hanger to announce that someone was inside the dressing room.
Kurama walked behind her as she opened the door. His hand caught the door before it could close on him. “What? Who’s going to see? I’m coming in with you.” He walked in before she could protest and closed the door behind him. It clicked into place but he made sure to slide the bolt into place. The room was tiny without much room to move around. There was a small bench in front of the full length mirror. He took a seat on the wooden surface, “Go ahead and strip.”
If that’s what he wanted, she could handle it, could he? She turned towards him and away from the mirror. The first thing that went were her sandals. They were kicked aside as she debated what to take off next. He was leaning back on the makeshift seat looking content with himself. Fingers went to the first button of the shirt. She undid it slowly while licking her bottom lip. She’d come in only to try on a pair of jeans but the next button was undone earning a small moan from the one watching. The tops of her breasts could be seen as she undid another. The material was pulled out of the waistband of the shorts she had on. Only three buttons to go and he was already squirming.
He watched in awe as the shirt slid off of the slim shoulders to fall to the floor. The bra was red trimmed with lace. Did she have on the panties to match? Blood was already rushing to his groin as her dainty fingers ran down the flat surface of her stomach to dip in the shorts. His mouth watered as the button came unsnapped, the sound of the zipper echoed within the four walls. Lower the material went, she made a show of sliding them down her hips. He knew he was being teased and his body was responding just as she knew it would.
She caught sight of the tent in his own jeans. He was hard but had yet to move to touch her, that wouldn’t do. Her fingers went to the back of the bra to release the latch. She stepped back when the hands reached for her. She wasn’t done yet. A low growl fell from his lips as she was almost touching the mirror but far enough away he’d have to leave his seat to get his hands on her. With nothing left on but the panties she turned to look in the mirror. Not bothering to look at herself she caught the green eyes watching her. Not caring for idle hands during the show she brought them up to cup both breasts. The nipples sprang to life as her thumbs raked over them. Excitement raced to her core feeling the heat from his gaze.
His hands went for the buttons of his own jeans not caring whether she was done with her teasing. He wasn’t happy until his cock sprang free from the tight confines. Once he had them down to his ankles he leaned back against the wall to find her watching him. His palm took control of the erection, gripping it. Moisture dripped from the tip eyeing one of her hands sliding down her stomach to reach inside the panties. The scent of her hit him as she moaned. “Take off the panties.” He was aching with the view being presented to him. The red panties were being dragged down the creamy thighs too slow for his liking. The hand pumping his cock wasn’t enough.
She stepped out of the panties, all her clothing was now in a pile on top of her shoes. Of all the places she’d thought she’d be with him this wasn’t one of them. Even knowing they could get caught and arrested didn’t stop her from closing the distance between them. She took control of the position by turning away from him one more and facing the mirror. He swore as she placed her feet on each side of his own. Her legs straddled his on the outside putting her directly over the erection he was holding in a firm grip. It was released when she lowered herself and reached under to wrap her fingers around the width.
Kurama leaned over to the side in order to get a good view as to what she was doing. It took a hand on the bench to prop himself up but his eyes focused on the reflection as she lowered herself down. He hissed at the first touch of the wet folds. With a downward flop she impaled herself on his throbbing cock. He almost closed his eyes feeling her encasing him so tight. He almost spent himself as his eyes caught sight of himself buried deep in her body. The wet lips were kissing him as she leaned back and drew her top half up. He slid partially out, she brought herself back down just using the strength of her own legs.
Sango looked at the image of them joining. Her hands went to her sides as she lifted herself. Each movement had him sliding within her. The penetration only added to the pleasure as she saw the moisture covering him. It had her bouncing in urgency, making her want to ride harder and faster. The sight of him disappearing between the parted folds had the tension growing and pulling at her center. His free hand came around to find the hidden nerve. The orgasm came hard and without warning. She cried out feeling herself constrict around him.
“Put your arms around my neck.” His hands were already moving to her legs. The limbs were trembling but that didn’t stop him from sliding his hands underneath the knees and lifting them up as he stood. She was holding her upper body up using his neck as support. He was still buried deep in her as he positioned her just right. Most of her weight rested on his hands but her legs were wide apart with the knees still bent. Brown eyes widened seeing them in the mirror. He took it as the signal to continue. His hips moved and he slid out to thrust back in fast and deep.
“Owe,” she hissed partly in pain but mostly pleasure as he rocked underneath her. Each slam echoed in the room as their bodies collided. “Faster,” she panted as her body tightened around the morsel. The intense peak was forming again as he took her. She could see him constantly disappearing into the opening making her shiver. He wasn’t watching it taking place but was staring at her face. She caught his eyes in the mirror and held them.
Next Chapter: A parting and the prom..... Please read and review.
A/N: Yes, another chapter in the same day. Should be a couple more up by the end of the day. Want be posting for a few days so putting what I have up. But please review = ). Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Sexual Content
“What do you think of this one?” Sango held up the black leather mini skirt to see the fox’s eyes widen in astonishment. Not like she’d ever wear it. She shrugged and put it back on the rack. In truth she was shopping for a few new things for Kagome. The girl would need some looser shirts before school was out. There was a chance a slight bulge could be seen before they made it through graduation. The girl was off with Hiei and had asked Sango to grab her some new things. Kurama had called her at the last minute as she was walking out the door. He had accepted the invitation to join her on the outing.
“I think you are deliberately trying to bait me. You know damn well what would happen if you wore that around me. Though I think you’d look fetching in it. Now what I want to see you in is over here. I’ve just realized that the most I’ve seen you sleep in is one of my shirts. Come with me.” Kurama grabbed her hand leaving the shopping cart where it was. There was enough clothes in there to last the girl for another two years. What was the sudden need for new clothes? He grinned steering them into the lingerie department. He’d been checking out a few of the pieces while she looked at sweats.
She felt the blood rush from her face seeing where they were headed. He would not discuss buying underwear with her! They stopped in front of the rack of teddies. Her heart fell to her feet as he started to look through them. He couldn’t be serious, she wasn’t going to wear something like that. Most of it was nothing but pure lace. She’d fall out most of the tops. One reason why she didn’t own any, they weren’t comfortable and she’d never had anyone to dress up for. Could she bring herself to dress up for him if he asked?
He searched through the first couple and decided that none of the colors would look right on her. She had dark hair but her skin was pale. He clucked his tongue as he looked towards another rack. Those were less revealing but had more choices. Perhaps if he got something decent she wouldn’t object to wearing it for him. “Are you telling me that if I bought you one you wouldn’t wear it for me? Not even if I asked nicely?” He reached for one that caught his eyes, this one would look stunning on her. “Here, how about this one? You could model it for me. I’d like to see you in it.”
She eyed the flimsy garment with speculation. It wasn’t as bad as the others. It was a deep rose color and a one piece. The top had spaghetti straps holding up a tight top, the front made to cup her breasts. It basically crossed in the front to go around the back at an angle, leaving a good bit of her upper shoulders and back exposed. Sheer material went down the abdomen completely see through and lacy. The bottom was a flowing skirt made of the same exact lace. It wouldn’t reach mid thigh on her and one would be able to see the high cut thongs that came with it. “Heh, you must think I love you.”
The words made his chest flutter and he blinked. “I’ll buy it just in case that ever happens.” She laughed and shook her head before heading back towards the shopping cart. He fisted the garment and took it with him. He’d purchase it and make sure she took it home. Maybe one day she’d wear it for him. He smiled as the words echoed in his mind. It was the first time the word had been spoken in his presence. Which made him wonder just what the girl felt for him. How much did she care about him? How much did he care about her?
Sango grabbed a pair of the jeans she was thinking about buying. She grimaced seeing he still had the garment in his hand. It was placed inside near her other purchases. “I’m going to head to the dressing room and try these on. I’ll be right back.” She heard him agree and he pushed the cart behind her towards the single dressing room. It was rather late so the store was almost empty. The clerk had disappeared back to the front of the store some time ago. She stopped at the small desk and grabbed the little hanger to announce that someone was inside the dressing room.
Kurama walked behind her as she opened the door. His hand caught the door before it could close on him. “What? Who’s going to see? I’m coming in with you.” He walked in before she could protest and closed the door behind him. It clicked into place but he made sure to slide the bolt into place. The room was tiny without much room to move around. There was a small bench in front of the full length mirror. He took a seat on the wooden surface, “Go ahead and strip.”
If that’s what he wanted, she could handle it, could he? She turned towards him and away from the mirror. The first thing that went were her sandals. They were kicked aside as she debated what to take off next. He was leaning back on the makeshift seat looking content with himself. Fingers went to the first button of the shirt. She undid it slowly while licking her bottom lip. She’d come in only to try on a pair of jeans but the next button was undone earning a small moan from the one watching. The tops of her breasts could be seen as she undid another. The material was pulled out of the waistband of the shorts she had on. Only three buttons to go and he was already squirming.
He watched in awe as the shirt slid off of the slim shoulders to fall to the floor. The bra was red trimmed with lace. Did she have on the panties to match? Blood was already rushing to his groin as her dainty fingers ran down the flat surface of her stomach to dip in the shorts. His mouth watered as the button came unsnapped, the sound of the zipper echoed within the four walls. Lower the material went, she made a show of sliding them down her hips. He knew he was being teased and his body was responding just as she knew it would.
She caught sight of the tent in his own jeans. He was hard but had yet to move to touch her, that wouldn’t do. Her fingers went to the back of the bra to release the latch. She stepped back when the hands reached for her. She wasn’t done yet. A low growl fell from his lips as she was almost touching the mirror but far enough away he’d have to leave his seat to get his hands on her. With nothing left on but the panties she turned to look in the mirror. Not bothering to look at herself she caught the green eyes watching her. Not caring for idle hands during the show she brought them up to cup both breasts. The nipples sprang to life as her thumbs raked over them. Excitement raced to her core feeling the heat from his gaze.
His hands went for the buttons of his own jeans not caring whether she was done with her teasing. He wasn’t happy until his cock sprang free from the tight confines. Once he had them down to his ankles he leaned back against the wall to find her watching him. His palm took control of the erection, gripping it. Moisture dripped from the tip eyeing one of her hands sliding down her stomach to reach inside the panties. The scent of her hit him as she moaned. “Take off the panties.” He was aching with the view being presented to him. The red panties were being dragged down the creamy thighs too slow for his liking. The hand pumping his cock wasn’t enough.
She stepped out of the panties, all her clothing was now in a pile on top of her shoes. Of all the places she’d thought she’d be with him this wasn’t one of them. Even knowing they could get caught and arrested didn’t stop her from closing the distance between them. She took control of the position by turning away from him one more and facing the mirror. He swore as she placed her feet on each side of his own. Her legs straddled his on the outside putting her directly over the erection he was holding in a firm grip. It was released when she lowered herself and reached under to wrap her fingers around the width.
Kurama leaned over to the side in order to get a good view as to what she was doing. It took a hand on the bench to prop himself up but his eyes focused on the reflection as she lowered herself down. He hissed at the first touch of the wet folds. With a downward flop she impaled herself on his throbbing cock. He almost closed his eyes feeling her encasing him so tight. He almost spent himself as his eyes caught sight of himself buried deep in her body. The wet lips were kissing him as she leaned back and drew her top half up. He slid partially out, she brought herself back down just using the strength of her own legs.
Sango looked at the image of them joining. Her hands went to her sides as she lifted herself. Each movement had him sliding within her. The penetration only added to the pleasure as she saw the moisture covering him. It had her bouncing in urgency, making her want to ride harder and faster. The sight of him disappearing between the parted folds had the tension growing and pulling at her center. His free hand came around to find the hidden nerve. The orgasm came hard and without warning. She cried out feeling herself constrict around him.
“Put your arms around my neck.” His hands were already moving to her legs. The limbs were trembling but that didn’t stop him from sliding his hands underneath the knees and lifting them up as he stood. She was holding her upper body up using his neck as support. He was still buried deep in her as he positioned her just right. Most of her weight rested on his hands but her legs were wide apart with the knees still bent. Brown eyes widened seeing them in the mirror. He took it as the signal to continue. His hips moved and he slid out to thrust back in fast and deep.
“Owe,” she hissed partly in pain but mostly pleasure as he rocked underneath her. Each slam echoed in the room as their bodies collided. “Faster,” she panted as her body tightened around the morsel. The intense peak was forming again as he took her. She could see him constantly disappearing into the opening making her shiver. He wasn’t watching it taking place but was staring at her face. She caught his eyes in the mirror and held them.
Next Chapter: A parting and the prom..... Please read and review.