Tohoku Vacation

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own Inuyasha or any of its characters.

Tohoku Vacation

Chapter Six

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“Sesshoumaru?”

“Hn.”

“Tell me more about yourself.”

“…”

“I’m waiting.”

“…”

“I can’t hear anything.”

“…”

“Ugh, nevermind. It’s like talking to a brick wall with a penis.” She scooted away and tucked her legs underneath her, narrowing her eyes and shooting daggers at him.

There was only a week left to enjoy the comforts of the shrine. And as Kagome thought back on the past seven days, most of the time had been spent with Sesshoumaru…in various positions…getting quite comfortable in various places on the shrine…and moaning…and groaning…and shouting out other various sounds of a sexual and highly ecstasy ridden nature.

She never realized she could have so much sex and it kind of surprised her that she still wanted more…yearned for more every time she saw him and that predatory gleam that shone in his golden eyes. It always made her shiver and do very un-Kagome like things. Like getting horny all the damn time and wet without a single thought. What the hell!?!? She huffed, the puff of air causing her bangs to flutter.

Sesshoumaru eyed her from the corner of his eyes as they sat on a wooden bench in the gardens. It was an airy day with patches of clouds drifting by, every now and then shadowing the sun. She was an amusing little thing to watch, finding that all the emotions flitting across her beautiful face was a bewitching collage. All her emotions definitely made up for the lack of his so it didn’t wound his pride so much to let her get away with the snippy comments, if only to see her feminine pout or how her sapphire eyes darkened in passion and lightened in happiness.

“Kagome.”

“…”

“Kagome.”

“…”

“Woman, I will not repeat myself a third time.”

“What!” She swerved her head around to look at him, still annoyed with his obvious lack in conversational skills.

He grabbed her chin, forcing her closer to his face until they were only a breath apart. She braced her hands on his thighs to keep from falling off the bench, eyes widened and lips slightly parted. His tongue darted out to taste her, eyes dancing with the knowledge of how he affected her on so many levels.

She pulled her chin away and smacked his shoulder, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips when she saw his silvery eyebrow twitch. And then thanked her lucky stars that she wasn’t dead yet cause she did do some rather bold things concerning this great and powerful dog demon. It was a good thing she had great people skills, or maybe her parents just raised her right. She always managed to get under everyone’s skin (in a good way of course) thus making it nearly impossible for anyone, human or demon, to hurt or stay mad at her. She really didn’t know what it was about her, but she wasn’t about to question it. ‘Maybe it’s my perfected puppy eye look…or the fake tears. They always work on Ban.’

“Tell me more about yourself Kagome.” Sesshoumaru tilted his head slightly, that same stupid smirk curving his mouth.

And she caved. Damn.

Giving him a wary glance, she turned and looked at the blooming flora. “And what do you want to know Sesshoumaru?”

“Anything.”

“Well…I like the calm before a storm and how everything looks right after it snows. Did I tell you about Sparkles? I think I did. Anyway, she’s my goldfish and I would hate to flush her down a toilet one day and I hope I never will. Souta said he’d just buy me a new one. And I hate spiders. They really freak me out. I’ll scream like a little schoolgirl and run away or try to stomp it to death but it’s usually the former.”

She laughed a little and continued. “I love my friends, especially Sango because she tells it to me strait, none of that sugary crap and she’ll kick any guy’s ass who hurts me.” Kagome scratched the back of her head sheepishly, lopsided grin on her face.

Sesshoumaru listened attentively, finding a strange sort of comfort when she talked.

“I guess she can be a bit over protective sometimes. And I love this shrine because it’s in the middle of nowhere and Saki-san’s the best cook ever. She should go on Iron Chef or something. She’d totally woop Chef Matsumoto. I try to get out here at least once a month or every two months. It keeps me sane and jiijii a little less lonely. I thi—”

“Ah, there you two are! I was beginning to think Sesshoumaru-sama ran off with you Kag-chan!” Old man Higurashi appeared from around the bend of the path. “Saki-san’s prepared lunch. Home cooked Ramen!”

Kagome’s eyes bugged out and she jumped up, completely forgetting about what she was going to say. Grabbing Sesshoumaru’s arm, she unceremoniously hauled his stony ass up. “Let’s go, let’s go! Ramen, here I come!”

…

“Sesshouma-mhnnfff.” Her lips were suddenly assaulted, body hoisted up and carried off. Kami, he had an insatiable libido! They had done it yesterday, and then the day before and if the thick length pressing against her core had anything to say, they were going to do it again right now.

Kagome pulled away. “Where are you taking me?”

“You’ll see.”

Moments after, a shoji door slid open and closed and Kagome pleasantly discovered that they were in his room. It was a simple room too. There was a nice little cherry wood table surrounded by green cushions to the left and a very large rectangular mirror mounted on the wall to the right, which was where they were headed and where he stopped in front of, hands resting on her curvy hips.

A chair sat behind them and then it everything clicked and she tried to pluck herself away. “The mirror? You want to do it in front of a mirror?”

That devilish smirk that she had become quite fond of rounded his lips as a hand slipped under her button up shirt.

“B-But—”

“No buts Kagome. I want you to see yourself in the throes of passion, while you reach and ride out your release.” Sesshoumaru cupped a breast, gently massaging it. “While I thrust into your delicious little body.”

She stared at the mirror, seeing their reflection and watching as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her creamy skin.

Damn, why did his voice have to get all low and sexy? And why was she so weak against him, her body and mind melting into his soft caresses and husky words? And why did the notion of watching themselves do the nasty seem so damn appealing and make her wet just thinking about it?

Her breathing picked up, blue eyes following Sesshoumaru’s claw as it made a hot trail down her chest and stomach. Her shirt fell to the ground, followed by her jeans then her bra and panties. Kagome stood mesmerized and she found that no matter how much she wanted to look away (she really really didn’t want to actually), she couldn’t. He peeled away his own clothes and soon they stood completely bare in front of the mirror.

Sesshoumaru bent down and nuzzled her neck, hands coming up from behind her to fondle her breasts. He never broke his gaze from hers, watching her watch him by way of the reflection. His hand glided down her silky smooth skin and parted her folds.

“Look at me Kagome.” He commanded when she had closed her eyes in pleasure.

Her sapphire orbs opened immediately and he nodded his satisfaction. “You will do well to keep your eyes open my passionate little minx. Unless you wish to be punished.” He pushed two fingers into her and delighted in her gasping moan. She would watch him dominate her body tonight, watch herself moan under his touch and arch her body into his, sweat glistening on both their bodies.

Kagome nodded, her mind too far gone to really care and eyes glued to their reflection, afraid to close them lest he prove his words and really punish her. Though the more she thought about it, being punished by him didn’t sound like a bad idea. ‘Great…he’s corrupted you already…Damn you dog demon, damn you!

Sesshoumaru growled at her submission and grasping her waist, pulled her down to sit on his lap, her back against his chest. He slowly inched his erection into her slick passage, knowing that as he did so, Kagome watched the action with rapt attention. He spread his thighs, spreading hers at the same time and listened to her sharp gasp. His strong arm held her around her waist and he inhaled her intoxicating scent.

‘Oh damn, so that’s how it looks like to have him inside of me. Wow…’

“Kagome.”

She hated it when he said her name like that. It was slightly raspy and oh so deep, encased in a heavy coating of ‘I want you so fucking bad right now it hurts’ and it always waltzed over her heated skin.

Deadly claws made aching patterns on the inside of her thigh. “Touch yourself.”

And she did because he said it like that.

Sesshoumaru gripped her thighs tighter when she started to slowly swirl her finger around her precious nub, her sweet nectar moistening and glittering in the mirror. Not able to help himself, he softly thrust upward, loving the way her breasts slightly bounced with each small impact. He watched her bite her bottom lip to keep from closing her eyes and how her fingers quickened their pace. Sesshoumaru could feel her walls start to clench his length and he allowed his mind to drown in the vice like pressure that sent wave after wave of pleasure through his manhood.

Kagome gripped the arm around her waist until her knuckles were white, sounds of ecstasy rushing from her mouth as she gazed at herself climax, as her feminine juices made tantalizing streaks down his shaft and inner thighs. It took all her will power not to throw her head back and close her eyes, savoring the feel of her release. Sesshoumaru could be such a crude lover at times.

“Do you see why I wanted you to watch yourself? You look absolutely delicious in the tangles of your orgasm.” Sesshoumaru whispered into her ear, tracing the shell with his expert tongue.

She shivered, eyes still on their entangled reflection.

“On your hands and knees Kagome.”

A small smile touched her lips. She had been wondering when he’d take up this position. Sliding off of him, anticipation rushing through her blood, she did as she was told, aligning herself parallel to the mirror and gazing at their images, wanting to watch him enter her swift and clean from behind. Kami but this was such a turn on.

Sesshoumaru circled her, a predator on the prowl and couldn’t help the content growl that vibrated through his chest at her submissive position. No longer able to resist temptation’s lure, he covered her body with his from behind, momentarily admiring the curve and dip of her back before slowly pushing into her heated core. His hands wrapped around her hips as he started his long and painfully slow strokes.

Kagome moaned, never once removing her eyes from the erotic and lascivious scene. She watched Sesshoumaru thrust his length into her, felt his speed increase in tempo until he was all but pounding into her, the sound of hot flesh hitting hot flesh echoing in her head and the sting a sharp reprieve from the building and twisting pressure gathering inside of her. Distantly she wondered if there was such a thing as tatami burn.

She pushed back, wanting to meet him and keep in time with his fierce thrusts, but his hand pushed along her spine and Kagome was forced to lower her upper body while her ass shot higher in the air and penetration couldn’t have been any deeper but it was. It was sinfully deep and Kami, it felt like heaven.

A raw and powerful growl pierced the stifling air in the room and shook Kagome’s whole body. She exploded at that moment, feeling her form being pulled up and pressed against Sesshoumaru’s hard and panting chest, never once tearing her gaze away from the mirror and the image of her and Sesshoumaru in their euphoric release and finding the both of them beautiful, and passionate, and exhilarating all at the same time.

He kissed her neck, nuzzled behind her ear and nipped her jaw line as he came down from his orgasm. His arm extended possessively from her right hip to over her left shoulder and he inhaled deeply Kagome’s heady scent. She tilted her head around lazily to really look at him, not the reflection in the mirror and smiled.

“Now I know why everyone likes mirrors.” She murmured.

Kagome felt the curving of his lips against her cooling skin and as he brought them down to lay on the tatami mats underneath them, he wrapped his arms around her body and she sighed, eyes drooping half mast.

“I like gazing at the stars at night and watching the sun rise, streaking the sky with its brilliant colors. I find my half brother to be an irritating, uncouth moron…but he is family. And for some odd reason, his daughter Rin always attaches herself to me whenever she visits.”

Kagome laughed sleepily, picturing the scene of a little girl hugging his leg.

“And unlike you, I’m not afraid of spiders.”

“You probably eat them for breakfast.” She pinched him just out of spite but he didn't even flinch.

Instead, he groped her butt, the tips of claws almost but not quite breaking the skin, letting her know that the punishment previously mentioned still applied.

“Hey, that hurt!”

The only response she received was another squeeze and she gave up on the futile attempt to let him know that it was perfectly natural to be afraid of spiders because they had eight legs and were creepy looking. Sighing, Kagome quieted and listened to the rhythmic beat of his heart, allowing it to lull her to sleep.

“And this is…perhaps the first vacation that I’ve enjoyed in a long while.”

“It’s because I’m here you know. There’s never a dull moment when I’m around.”

“And never a quiet one either.”

And then she bit him.


…to be continued…


A/N: This chapter came out differently then how I pictured it in my head, but I really fell in love with how it turned out for some weird reason that I cannot name. ::shrugs:: Oh well but just to let you wonderful people know, there’ll be about 2 or 3 more chaps, give or take, until the end.

Much thanks and appreciation to the special anonymous someone(s) who thought Boy’s Locker Room was worthy of a nomination on A Single Spark's Annual Awards!

-hasu86