Walking Away

First touch of a lemon. I love sex yet I can't seem to write a good sex scene. Eh.

And for the "Sesshoumaru can't be with Jaken because Jaken is ugly" crowd, ugly gay men need dick too. I know I haven't given him too much of a description yet, but that will come in the next couple of chapters. For those who need a visual now, imagine a man probably about five feet six inches tall, moderately small build, with gray hair that has a love for high fashion. Bam. Walking Away universe Jaken.

Okies. Here's the next chapter. I'm not too pleased with it at all, but when am I ever pleased with my work? LOL

-MD

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A few hours after Inuyasha left the apartment it began to rain. Kagome looked out the window in the living room, watching the people buzzing about on the streets below.

She didn't feel right. After accepting Inuyasha in her bed once again, she felt like she shouldn't have done it. Over and over he said he loved her, even tried to show her using his body, and she wasn't convinced, but she couldn't bring herself to finally tell him it was over. They had been together off and on since freshman year of college and he was a piece of her past she wasn't quite ready to let go of yet.

Getting up from the comfort of her chair, she grabbed her hoodie and threw it on over her sweats. Not bothering to grab an umbrella, she grabbed the spare key and left the apartment headed toward Jakotsu's studio. He may have given her Saturdays off, but that didn't mean he took the day off too. Plus, she had to get her purse back from him regardless.

Taking a little comfort from the cold rain she walked in the direction of the studio. About three blocks from the apartment she was beginning to regret walking in the rain, as it was starting to rain harder soaking through her clothes. Coming to the conclusion that the studio was closer than her apartment was, she continued to walk, ignoring the shivers that threatened to overtake her small frame. Suddenly, quite like the night before, a black car pulled up to her. "Get in."

Smiling at the driver, she opened the passenger door and got into the warm car. "Thank god it's you and not some pervert or something."

Sesshoumaru smiled back at her. "But what if I am a pervert or something?"

"Good thing you aren't into women," she said jokingly.

"Not generally speaking, but I like my women that can kiss as well as they deliver a good punch, remember." When they pulled up to a stop light he looked over at her and smiled. "And it just so happens that you fit that description."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Could you give me a ride to Jakotsu's studio?"

"No." When the light turned green he started moving the car again. "Look in the back seat."

Kagome unbuckled her seat belt and turned to the small back seat of the car and found her coat and purse. "Were you planning on bringing these to me?"

Sesshoumaru shook his head. "No, I was planning on taking your credit cards and going on a shopping spree." He laughed when she smacked him. "Yes, I was going to bring them back."

"Good." She stayed silent and just let him drive, not sure where he was taking her if they weren't going to the studio. When he started to pull the car onto the freeway she started to get a little worried. "Where exactly are we going?"

"Don't ask questions, just go with it."

She gave up on pestering him when he looked at the road and settled for watching the buildings thin out being replaced by trees and empty land. Deciding she didn't want to catch cold, she pulled off the hoodie to reveal her tank top that was still wet and glued to her.

Out of the corner of his eye Sesshoumaru watched her take off the jacket leaving her in the little white shirt. The way it clung to her he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples poking out through the thin fabric. He had the urge to reach over and play with one but didn't know how she would react. Instead, he grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the middle console and lit one to keep his hands busy. He knew if he didn't he may end up on the receiving end of one of those good punches.

"I didn't know you smoked," she commented, watching the smoke roll from his nostrils.

He looked at her briefly before turning back to the road. "There are lots of things that you don't know about me."

A comfortable silence again filled the car as he drove, though Kagome was starting to get nervous. He wasn't a pervert, what if he was a serial killer or something. Or a perverted serial killer! Her mind wasn't eased any when he pulled off of the freeway and onto a small deserted road. Twenty more minutes down that road and he finally pulled off onto a dirt one surrounded by trees.

When he deemed they were far enough from the main highway he pulled the car to a stop and leaned over, kissing her almost harshly.

Surprised at his actions, Kagome sat stunned for a moment before returning his kiss just as fiercely. There was so much energy and fire it almost felt like she had never truly kissed anyone before this man, everyone else seemed to pale in comparison, including the man that supposedly loved her.

When she felt his hand moving up her shirt she did a mental happy dance, wondering how it was possible for someone who was practically a stranger to make her feel this good. Impulsively, she pulled away from him and drew the shirt up over her head, tossing it into the back seat. Frowning when Sesshoumaru moved back to his seat, she thought she did something wrong and reached back to retrieve her shirt but stopped when she felt his hand on her wrist.

"Come here," he panted, pulling her over into the driver's seat onto his lap.

Settled comfortably on his lap, she blushed when she felt his erection pushing against her center, then all was forgotten when he latched his mouth onto one of her breasts, teasing her nipple with his tongue. Arching back to push more of her breast into his mouth she ground against his erection eliciting a moan from both of them.

Letting go of her nipple, he moved back up her chest and once again claimed her mouth, the sensation of her rubbing against him making him want to explode. Testing to see how far she would let him go, he began to work his hand down into her sweat pants and tease her through her damp panties. She pulled away and bit his lip and lightly pulled his hair, urging him on. Deciding it was now or never, he moved his hand into the small panties and was pleased to find her completely shaven, yet even more pleased to find how wet she was when he moved his hand even lower into her folds teasing the sensitive nub at the top. Kagome broke from the kiss and leaned her head down to his shoulder and groaned loudly before lightly biting and nipping at the skin of his neck. Encouraged, he slid a finger into her as deeply as he could, soon followed by a second one.

Returning to his mouth, Kagome kissed him deeply as she gripped his fingers and shuddered when he worked her tiny bundle of nerves with his thumb. "More," she demanded when she neared her release.

He moved his fingers faster, yet laughed at her. "Demanding woman, aren't you."

"Only when I want something," she panted, grinding her hips into his hand.

He silently observed her as she came closer and closer to orgasm, the slight sheen of sweat on her skin, the way her breasts swayed with every movement, the moans and squeaks she made. It had been well over two years since he had been with a woman and he missed this.

Her breath was becoming more ragged as she neared release, clenching around his fingers. "Please....Sesshoumaru..."

'Time to play', he thought with a grin. "Please what, Kagome?"

She shuddered, the muscles in her thighs beginning to quiver. "You know what I want," she replied.

"Oh, really? You must remember I haven't been with a woman in a long time, I may need a little direction."

"Quit playing, you know exactly what I want." She ground her hips into his hand a little harder.

He shook his head. "Why don't you clarify it for me?"

Kagome groaned in frustration. "I'm so close, please...."

Sesshoumaru grinned. Just another one of the many impulsive reactions since he picked her up, he pulled his fingers out completely and added a third. He knew he had done something right when Kagome's head shot backwards and she let out a choked scream. She tightened around his fingers and shuddered, soon falling against his chest still lightly thrusting her hips on his hand. "Was that what you wanted?" he asked teasingly.

"Oh gods yes," she panted against his chest. "Oh gods yes."

Pulling his fingers out of her and out of her sweats, he moved them to his mouth and made a great show of cleaning them, running his tongue over every digit making sure to get every last little drop. "Mmm, I just might have to stop by your place for lunch sometime."

Kagome arched an eyebrow. "That sounded so cliche."

He shrugged. "Just because I'm beautiful doesn't mean I have ever been creative." He continued to look at her when she didn't retrieve her shirt from the back seat.

"Hey, Sesshoumaru, have you ever had sex in a car?" she asked him, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

He thought for a moment. "Not that I can recall. Why do you ask?"

"Do you want to?" She reached down between them and started working at his belt.

A genuine smile graced his face. "I guess there always has to be a first time for everything."

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