Unbound

-The Next Morning-

The sun was still hours from rising over the hills in the east. The usually busy halls of the institute were adorned with but a meager sprinkling of weary guards posted at the various corridors in the maze-like complex. It was all but a tomb. All but for a distant stirring in the restricted level of the demon’s quarters. Here, in the smoldering dark, there were the sounds of life.

From the hall outside the demons common room….

"…uunnnnhg…uhh..uhh…"


Closer…the common room itself.

"Ohh! Oh God….ohhhh…"


Outside one of the demons’ bedroom door.

"Oh, oh please….Oh god yes. Yes!…Ohhhh…"

She writhed over his hardened body, rocking back and forth, her head tilted back in ecstasy. He watched her with exhilaration. With his eyes and hands, he traced the line of her arching neck to the gentle flowing ridge of her jaw line to the sweet and panting lips. Her hot breath like smoke as it left her lips on the wings of her moans.

"Ohh…uhng!…

She was like a fire that danced on his hips and ran through his blood. His clawed hands slid down over her glistening skin and over the rolling curves of her breasts. Gently, he rolled the soft flesh through his lethal hands making her tilt her head back even more into the thralls of pleasure. Her raven hair flew with each unison thrust of their hips against one another. Her back arched, hands pressed into his rippling stomach to hold her up against the motion of his pounding hips.

"Mmmmnnngggrrrr…."

A low growl resonated through his chest as he felt his orgasm build. Lips parting slightly, his fangs shone in the pale incandescent light.

Kagome could feel her orgasm nearing. With each thrust, she felt as if she was being nudged closer and closer to a cliff with no bottom.

‘This is so wrong. What would Songo think if she could see me now? If she found out, she’d call me a traitor and probably would never speak to me again. Not to mention what the rest of the institute would do. Oh God, but this feels too good. I don’t want to stop."

"Ka…go…me…" The handsome demon breathed.

This is who I am. Kagome…. the demon-lover.’

Her eyes suddenly screwed themselves shut as she felt a wave of pure bliss slam into her body.

"Ohhh God!!!"

She fell into him as her climax overtook her. Her trembling cunt gripped him to the hilt. His claws clamped down into her skin as he sat straight up with her in her arms. His orgasm crashed through him as he came into her still shaking body. Her hands tangled in his hair as the second wave of her orgasm hit. She flexed every mussel into him as he tilted his head back to roar out his own release. He growled his satisfaction as she continued to lap sweetly at his throat.
Kagome shuddered under her lover’s smoldering grasp, his iron grip slowly fading into the gentle repose of the after-glow. His breath was still in his chest, waiting for his heart to stop racing so that he could come back down to earth. Slowly, his vision softened, and he fell back to his bed, bandages trailing, with the beautiful young Kagome still straddled over him.

"Ohh…Oh Koga, baby…" She mewed still catching her breath.

She bit her lip as she lifted herself off of him.

"Whew, that was great!" She chirped finding her bra on the floor of his room.

Kouga rolled over to open one eye at his bustling lover still beaming as she did just moments ago.

"Where the hell are you going?" He murmured through a pillow.

"Work." She stated energetically as she continued gathering up her discarded clothing.

"Now?"

"Mmm Hmm."

"…..mrrr.."

"Oh come on, babe. You know I’d rather spend the day with you, but I have a huge day ahead and I need to get going if I am going to get a shower before it starts."

She walked over to his small bed and planted a kiss on the back of his head.

"I’ll see you later, babe."

She began to walk away, but was suddenly halted by Kouga’s insistent grip on her trailing wrist. Moments past like echoes in the moutains. Neither Kagome, or Kouga spoke a word. Only the still, awkward silence that hung in the air like smoke.

"Your are going to work with that half-demon, aren’t you?"

"…Kouga, I-"

"Aren’t you!"

Kagome jerked from the sudden outburst, startled by her lover’s intensity.

"Yes! For fuck’s sake! That’s my job Kouga. What am I supposed to do? Claim that I suddenly am allergic to demons. Might seem a bit funny, right?"

"Just be careful. That jackass can’t be trusted."

Kouga released his lover’s hand and returned to his pillow in defeat. Kagome stared at him for a moment marveling at his sudden territorial swell. She knelt down next to him staring at the side of his head.

"….You shouldn’t freak out so much, Babe."

With that, she got up and jogged off toward the door. Kouga still refused to move though he couldn’t help but, listen to her footsteps gradually fade into the distance.

‘….Is she fucking skipping?’