A Promise To The Betrayed

A/N: This story was originally designed for the 50_Smutlets Community on Live Journal but right when I got it started and had a few more chapters done the mods. for the community decided to add a new prompt set to choose from. Well, I decided I liked the new set of prompts better than the original. So this story got put on hold while I waited for my claim to be swapped. Now that it has I'll be working with the second prompt set. Which means if I want to finish this story I have to improvise. So, the original six chapter/prompts will be reposted under one prompt for my new table b/c sadly I have to start over and I don't want to abandon this fic.

The original prompts were: Computer, Phone, Fantasy, Gentle, Candles, and Oral.

I am revising/fixing this so I can post the next chapter/installment within the next day or two. Sorry it's not updated yet but it will be very soon. Half of it is already done and I'm working on it now.


Title: Promise To The Betrayed

Chapter Title: Meeting Him

Author: Kimisan/Aoshis_toy

Community: 50_Smutlets

Theme: # 43. First Time

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Graphic Sex, Oral, Solo, Language

CHAPTER ONE


The clock flashed twenty minutes after seven as Kagome walked into the room wearing only a soft pink robe. A fluffy white towel was wrapped around her hair, soaking up the moisture. A sigh of relief was released seeing that her roommate had come and gone again. It was Friday night and the girl was more than anxious to see her boyfriend earlier. The miko had never gotten around to meeting him but couldn’t help but see the pictures scattered around the dorm room. The girl was madly in love with the man. She had to admit he was cute and had that bad boy look down.


The room was fairly large needing to compensate for the two females dwelling within. The walls were painted a light blue, the carpet a plush sky blue. Two full beds were opposite of each other. Her roomy had taken the one closest to the door, Kagome preferred the one near the window. It made the nights easier as she stared at the dark sky. They both had desks lining the same wall, and twin computers connected to the internet. The room was on the verge of being crowded with all their belongings but was kept tidy. There was only one bathroom that both girls shared. It contained only a shower, which made it hard to shave one’s legs. So, she opted for buying an electric shaver.


After coming home from the feudal era, she’d finished high school with top grades. It had taken hours of cramming and catching up. With her ‘illnesses’ the system had let her graduate. From there she was now in her sophomore year in college. It meant leaving home but getting out of Tokyo had been a good thing. To put the past behind her along with memories of Inuyasha. Things hadn’t worked out for them but regret was something that never lingered in her heart. She’d loved him and he her, it was enough. His last words to her was to be happy. Three years and no one had caught her attention. Was she looking for someone as exciting as the hanyou?


That wasn’t possible, not for her. She couldn’t completely say that she hadn’t gotten interested in someone. For the last month she’d talk to a guy online for a few hours most nights. They had met in a college chat room one night. The first few conversations had been on typical subjects; school, family and the like. She’d found someone that wanted to listen to what she had to say. They’d gotten on the subject of the super-natural one evening, from there she was hooked. He believed in such things as well. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him of her past. Maybe one day but after they’d met in person. For now, they only knew each other by their given names.


Walking over to the computer she switched it on, having only five minutes before their appointed time. Excitement filled her stomach as the messenger automatically logged her on. Their talks had been getting intimate lately. She’d never thought herself to be one to talk kinky to a complete stranger. Every word he typed seemed considerate and sweet. It was easy to tell he was well educated and well mannered. One thing that drew her like a moth, the personality he seemed to portray. He was probably a complete asshole in person. One reason she wouldn’t agree to meet yet. Part of her was scared of the dream being crushed and reality being harshly shoved in her face.


A huge grin crossed her face as the messenger box popped up. Running the brush through her long locks she went to sit down on the grey chair. As she did so she spotted the folded note next to her monitor. Picking it up she almost laughed. It was from the other girl stating she was going to spend the night at her boyfriend’s. All she knew of him was that he lived ten minutes away from the college and had his own roommate, his best friend if she remembered correctly.


‘Hello’ she typed into the small box. What would tonight’s conversation consist of? She never found herself bored speaking to him. Now it was so addicting she found herself missing sleep due to not wanting to log. Her mother would freak knowing she was having a cyber romance.


‘Evening, how was your day?’ Redfox20 responded as she tossed the brush to land softly on the bed. How was her day? Kagome had to think for a few minutes before replying.


‘Was okay, rather boring for the most part. Getting ready for the exams.’ She typed into the box. It had been horrid but she wasn’t going to throw her problems on his shoulders. One of her professors had the audacity to feel her ass as she was heading out the door. The old dog had acted like it hadn’t happened but she was no moron.


‘I’m sure you will do fine. What are you up to tonight?’ The compliment took her by surprise. Even after all this time it still touched her. Not once had he ever put her down. Always making her believe in herself. They’d had a few nightly study sessions together. Not to mention he’d helped with several reports.


‘Not much, am alone for the evening. How about you?’ She typed in the reply, hoping he wouldn’t be heading out for a date. He’d gone out on a few since they’d begun talking. A stirring of jealousy had accompanied the knowledge each time. He wasn’t hers but she couldn’t deny the strange feelings lingering for him.


‘Sitting in this evening. Have some company over later. Friend has his girlfriend already over, few more will be here in next hour. I apologize for having only a short time to talk.’ His apology touched her, stroking the tiny strings to her heart. What kind of man apologized for something so simple. Almost too sweet to be true.


‘That’s okay, I need to catch up on some sleep. What plans do you have for tonight?’ She asked holding her breath. Hoping he wouldn’t mention having female company as well. He’d already asked to meet her in person but she just wasn’t ready. Part of her was but fear kept her from accepting.


‘No worries, unlike my friend I’m not so lucky. I’m still chasing the girl I want, perhaps soon. I’ll be spending it keeping them from trashing my apartment then turning in to dream about you. What are you wearing, so I can imagine you lying beside me.’ The question made her blush deep to her roots.

‘Honestly, I just got out of the shower, so you’ll have to use your imagination I’m afraid.’ She thought of lying to him but he’d know it. Would he really think of her before going to sleep? Just as she did when it came to him, he filled her thoughts daily.


‘In a towel? That is image enough, I’ll gladly take that to bed with me.’ His response was enough to make wet heat form in the junction of her thighs. She only had a description of what he looked like. His words stirred the desire that had been held at bay for so long.


‘Pervert, I am in a robe. I don’t walk around in the buff.’ She laughed at the punt knowing he wouldn’t take offense to it. He rarely went out of his way to be that way. It was heart warming when he did so, made him more human.


‘You would if you were here with me. I must admit the robe wouldn’t stay on for long.’ Another jolt of lust surged through her core. He just had to go and say that. What kind of mood was he in?


‘Really? What makes you think I’d let you take it off me?’ The color of her words matched the flare spreading across her flushed cheeks. They’d teased around before but it got to her every time.


‘Call it instinct love. Take your robe off for me.’ Now he was pushing it. He’d never asked her to strip before. Should she do as he asked?


‘Very well, not like you can see me.’ She went for the sash holding the front together as soon as her finger hit the send key. Her mind was in a whirl, unbelieving of what she was about to do. Unable to even deny that small request, the pink robe came off. It was placed next to the chair incase anyone came knocking. Facing the monitor she typed in one word, ‘Done.’


‘Now do something for me. Take your right hand and slide it between your legs. Try to imagine it was me. Rub your finger between those sweet lips. Knowing that I wish it were my tongue.’ His dirty talk almost floored her. The hand did what was asked and went between her now parted thighs. The first touch sent shivers down her belly. The folds were already wet allowing the finger to glide smoothly along the outer recesses.


‘Don’t bother replying, lean back in your chair for me. I want to imagine you sitting there with your legs spread, a finger pushing inside your hot warmth, aching for me to take you. Slide a finger inside yourself for me.’ While reading his message, she ran the finger across her clit. Giving in she pushed one deep inside her passage. It teased her walls as it began to thrust at a steady pace. It was torture, her body yearning for more than the slim digit.


‘Rub your clit for me, use your free hand to pleasure yourself. Imagine it’s me tasting it, while I stretch you with my fingers. Me lapping at your juices, preparing you for my cock. Getting ready to ease myself deep inside you.’ His words flashed upon the screen as she inserted another finger to join the first. The tension tightened wishing it were him impaling her. The soft padding of her middle finger made circular motions across the throbbing clit.


‘Will you cum for me Kagome? I want you to scream my name as you tighten up around the wet fingers. Squeeze it like it was my cock. Cum for me love.’ His request sent her over the edge.


Kagome leaned her head back as the wave of pleasure began to break and wash over her core. Her muscles wrapped around the digits, hugging them as she released. The finger kept rubbing her clit vigorously, riding the orgasm out till the end. As she came down his name passed her lips in a hushed whisper, “Shuichi.”


The harsh sound of her phone made her jump off the chair. Scrambling she almost tripped over the discarded robe. It was her line this time, she raced to answer it in time. Her heart was pounding, the blood pounding in her ears. “Hello.”


“Hey, it’s Keiko. Look, I thought I’d call and invite you over here. As soon as Kurama gets his ass in gear and out the room we are going to head to rent some movies. Yusuke said he could come pick you up.”


“Um, nah that’s okay. Think I’m going to call it an early night. Thanks for the offer though.” She hung up the phone and stared at the fluid now covering the headset. Oops, she’d have to clean it up before going to bed. Taking a deep breath she headed back over to the computer.

Kurama glanced out the window his mind elsewhere while the couple fought over the menu. He’d order his usual this morning. His thoughts not on his appetite. A single named kept repeating itself in his mind. He wished there was someway to find the girl. It was a free messenger system so he couldn’t find her that way. She could be anyone and all he had were some facts and a name, nothing concrete. He was loath to tell the others that he was having an internet romance. Yusuke would flip at the idea, believing he’d lost all his common sense. He couldn’t explain to them that something about the girl drew him. It was her way of speaking, the open mind that she reflected in her part of the conversation. He hoped that she’d be someone he could one day be his true self around.


All he’d told her so far was the truth about his human life, nothing of his former existence. Perhaps one day after they’d spent time together. After their little encounter last night she’d finally agreed to give him her number. The plan was for him to call her tonight. Just as well, Keiko would be staying again. He’d have to lock himself in his room for some alone time. He’d needed it last night in a bad way. Thinking that the girl had done exactly what he’d asked her to left his body in the need of release. Shame it had been interrupted by her getting a phone call. Then Keiko had been banging on his door wanting to go out and fetch a few things. One day soon Yusuke really needed to get his own vehicle.


The waitress came to give him his breakfast. It consisted of ham, bacon and pancakes. Yusuke had ordered enough food for five people. Figures since he had offered to pay for the meal. As long as he didn’t offer to set him up with someone again. Month ago he’d offered to hook him up with Keiko’s roommate but he’d declined, his sight already set on Kagome. The boy didn’t even know the girl’s name but was trying to through her in his face. Instead of worrying about dating he was more anxious to head home after work to speak to her. His work day ended after six, then it was home in time for dinner, shower then some time talking to her.


There wasn’t much of a social life to be had but he didn’t have any regrets, not if she was exactly whom she appeared to be. His mother wished for him to find someone special to be with. He hoped to find the same. Over a thousand years as youkai he’d only been close to one person. After his human mother he wanted to find someone special to hold at night. He envied what Yusuke and Keiko seemed to have. Yusuke had managed to turn the once prudish girl into a nympho.


He wondered what she sounded like. Would she have a soft voice or deep? There was a lot he didn’t know about her. He couldn’t wait to learn it all. Taking a bite of his food he averted his eyes from Yusuke’s roaming hand. Later, he’d talk to the boy about having manners at the table. It was almost funny seeing the two going at each other. They might as well set a wedding date and be done with it. The man had already marked her as his youkai mate. No other would come near her without paying the price. If there was one thing Yusuke was over-protective of, it was Keiko. “Let her eat Yusuke.”


“Yeah, you had enough last night. Give it a rest already Yusuke.” Keiko nudged him to have a little eating room. Seeing Kurama’s frown she felt sorry that her boyfriend was being so inconsiderate. It was bad enough she stayed with them because she didn’t have a room of her own. The man knew what they did at night and he was alone. No need to shove their relationship in his face. Kurama looked so lonely she wished he’d be open to suggestions at being hooked up. Yusuke had said he’d offered to introduce her to Kagome but the man wouldn’t hear of it. She hadn’t introduced her roommate to any of them yet but she knew that they’d like her. The only reason she could think of the man refusing any set up is because he already had someone in mind.

The traffic was bumper to bumper making him swear. It was already after seven and he hadn’t made it home yet. His stepfather had asked him to stay late and finish up some paperwork. He’d done what was asked but he was going to miss her call at this rate. If he made it home in time, the most he could do was shower before talking to her. Keiko was still at the house, offering to make dinner tonight. A month had passed and he’d always been home to receive her call.


Now if he could remind Keiko that she had a place to live. She’d only gone home three nights in the last month. He’d asked Yusuke if the girl was planning on moving in with them. The idea didn’t really bug him, it just cut down on some of the things he enjoyed. Like being able to walk around in just his boxers. Also, they were trying to set him up again. This time with some girl in Keiko’s physics class. When would they learn that he didn’t need their help in finding someone? Keiko had come out and asked him if he liked someone already. All he’d done was smile, not wanting to indulge any information to the pair.


Thirty minutes later had him pulling up at the apartment complex. Getting out he ran up to the door. It was unlocked saving him the time. Keiko and Yusuke were sitting on the couch making out. A giggle was his only greeting, as he told them he was jumping in the shower. The washing only took a matter of five minutes as he rushed to get out before missing the phone.


As he wrapped a towel around his middle, the piercing cry of the cordless was heard. Walking across the room, he snatched it up. “Hello.” The voice poured over the line making him smile. She had such a gentle soothing voice, it left him feeling complete. He asked her to hold on for a few while he grabbed some boxers and did something with his hair. Once done, he settled down on the bed. “Sorry, just got out of the shower.”


“Tease!” her laughter ran in his ears. Such a sweet voice, made him want to meet her all the more. Turning off all his lights he climbed into the bed. Preparing for an evening on the phone. An hour passed before he heard the usual moaning coming from next door. Smiling he decided to play around.


“So what are you wearing?” The question came out of nowhere, seeing if he could get her to answer. A deep sigh was heard, no doubt debating on whether to answer or not. When she responded to wearing nothing but panties and a regular t-shirt, he felt himself harden. “Take them off for me.”


“Now, run a hand along your thigh. Try to imagine it’s mine, caressing you lightly. Taking my time to tease you. Do you want me to touch you?” His only answer was an audible yes. Hearing the soft moan as she complied. He slipped the black boxers past his own thighs, the hard length springing free. The pad of his thumb ran along the tip, pre-cum dribbled out of the slit. “Slide a finger between your lips. Are you wet?”


“Yes!” He groaned when she answered. Gods, he wanted to see for himself just how wet she was. A hand gripped his aching cock, yanking at the base. The harsh pant reaching his clouded mind, was music to his ears. There was no mistaking the lust in her voice. He tried to imagine her laying across the bed with legs spread wide, a finger pushing deep within the wet folds.


“Play with your clit for me. Rub a finger across it, like it was my tongue. I wish I could taste you.” His voice cracked as he began to pump his cock. Each stroke was timed with her breathing. It was now coming in quick little pants. The girl had no idea how bad he wanted to be with her. “I want you to put a finger inside.”


Her moans crossed the phone, sending his imagination in over-time. His hand tightened around himself, pretending it was her. His balls tightened as her voice became louder. Brushing across his thick head, he rubbed the moisture across the underside, massaging the vein. He didn’t realize he was moaning until he felt his release threatening to consume him. “Cum for me Kagome.”


The soft pants caressed his soul as she spoke his name. It sent him over the edge as she moaned in his ear. Giving one last harsh cry, he felt his seed pool out. The hot fluid eased all over his hand, his body shaking from the release. The sound of his heartbeat rang in his voice to sing with her gasps.


“Damn, who the fuck are you talking to Kurama?!” Yusuke voice penetrated his brain and he swore loudly.


“Get the hell off the phone Yusuke!” He swore hearing the click as Kagome hung up. No doubt feeling embarrassed at the spectacle. He was going to kill his friend. Now he had to apologize for his roommates crude behavior. His anger flared and he tossed the phone across the room. It slammed into the far wall with an audible slam.


Kagome stared at the handset in disbelief. Not at what she’d just done but the names that had been spoken over the line. Kurama? Yusuke? There was no way it could be a coincident. That one night, he said he had friends over. Keiko had called saying that as soon as Kurama was ready they’d be going out and had invited her. Shortly after hanging up he’d had to get offline. What was the chances that there was another Kurama and Yusuke duo living together in this city? Had he lied about his name to her? She didn’t believe he was capable of lying. So what was going on? Their talking online had been something that had just happened. Was it possible of all the people for her to start chatting with was her roommate’s boyfriend’s roommate?


The very same Kurama that Keiko had been throwing in her face to meet? What were the odds? Her body was still shaking from her orgasm as she placed the phone back on the charger. Disbelief crossed her pale features. It wasn’t any surprise when her messenger popped up minutes later him trying to send her a message. He was asking if she were there. Unsure of what to do she sat down at the chair. She had one question she wanted answer. Taking a deep breath she typed, ‘Yes, I thought your name was Shuichi.’


‘It is, it is the name my mother gave me and what I go by usually. Kurama is a name my close friends call me. I didn’t lie about my name. I apologize for what happened. Yusuke isn’t one bred up with manners. Are you angry?’


‘No,’ Hell no but she was close to falling out the chair. It was true! Her Shiuchi was none other than the one Keiko talked about. She felt like slamming her head into the desk. What was she going to do? Telling him who she was didn’t seem fit at the moment. She needed time to digest what she’d just learned. To let it all sink in. The man she’d been wanting to meet was closer than she’d originally believed. It also made him more real now. ‘I’m fine, embarrassed but will get over it. Don’t worry about it. We’ll talk again tomorrow, okay.’


Having him agree, she shut her computer down for the night. Something echoed in her mind, pictures. Just last week Keiko had come in carrying a stack saying they were of her friends. He’d be in there. Curiosity got the better of her wanting to see exactly whom she’d been talking to for so long.


Going for the girl’s night stand she switched on the lamp. The top drawer was unlocked thankfully. Pulling it out she saw the envelope sitting on top. For some stupid reason she was nervous as she picked it up and carried it over to her bed. Switching on her own lamp, she pulled the stack of photos out. The first few were of Keiko and Yusuke in different positions. She was looking for someone with long red hair and green eyes. The next was of a woman with long brown hair smoking. Then a rather grisly looking man with short red hair. Okay, that couldn’t be him. Flicking through a few more she got to it. A tall man was standing next to Yusuke. Her heart stopped seeing the green eyes staring at the camera. The bright red hair flowed halfway down his back, this had to be him.


Putting that picture aside, she went for more. The next took her breath away, he was standing next to a really short guy, neither man had a shirt on. This was the man she’d been talking to? He was beautiful, more so than herself. Would he really want her? Running her finger over the surface, she tried to memorize every line. Hopefully the girl wouldn’t notice the pictures missing. Going through the rest she found another one, a nice close-up of his face. Emerald green eyes that made one want to get lost stared back at her.


Keeping the three photographs, she placed the rest back. She’d explain to Keiko later but for now she wanted them. It was hard to imagine that the sexy man in the pictures was the one just talking dirty to her. Blushing she laid back in bed, gazing at all three.


Kagome sighed unable to take her eyes off of him. She called herself stupid, even if he was that nice looking she was being a dork. The pictures still clenched in her hand her lower section began to ache. Giggling she placed a hand between her legs. The nerve was still slightly tender from earlier. It didn’t take long before she was once again wet.


Placing the pictures next to her pillow, her other hand went for a breast. She caught the nipple between her fingers. Closing her eyes she let her mind wander. Imagining what it would be like for his hands to be touching her. Now she had a physical image to go along with the voice and personality. At first she wasn’t sure if she’d like a man with red hair but it suited him. It made him sexier, to enhance his soft features.


Her fingers dipped between the folds. He also had a nice body, the chest lean and sculptured. She’d never liked a man with a lot of bulk. He had some muscle without having the typical bird chest. What would it feel like having that chest pressed against her own? Allowing him to move over her while he slid deep inside her body? That thought in mind, she inserted a finger deep inside her wet passage.


The finger toyed with the taunt nipple as she began thrusting the other. Wanting more, she left the nipple to find her clit. Moaning she rubbed it vigorously while adding another digit. The friction made her walls tighten in anticipation. Feeling her release coming on fast, she kept up the ministrations. Wishing it were him instead of herself doing the stretching.


The sound of a key being inserted into the lock made her jump off the bed, grabbing her robe on the way. Slamming the door behind herself she switched on the light. Panting she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair was messed up, her cheeks red. What was Keiko doing home? Tying the knot on her robe she stepped out of the bathroom, “Hey.”


“Hey Kagome, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you. Decided to come home. Yusuke and Kurama were fighting when I left.” Keiko tossed her purse on the bed and frowned. Another fucked up night and all Yusuke’s fault. Glancing around she noticed Kagome’s face looked flushed. What had the girl been doing? No one else was here. Her eyes fell to the bed. Seeing the pictures, she lifted a brow. “What are you doing with those?”


“Let me guess, Yusuke picked up the phone when he was having a rather intimate conversation.” Seeing Keiko’s shocked expression it just confirmed it all. Sitting down on the bed she took a deep breath. “He was talking to me Keiko.”


“What?! I didn’t know you two knew each other. When did this happen?” She ran over to join the girl on the bed. The springs bounced as she seated herself. She wanted to hear all of this. “When did you two meet?”


“We haven’t, he’s the one I’ve been talking to for months now. I didn’t think anything of it because he told me his name was Shuichi and you’ve always referred to him as Kurama. We met in a chat room and have been talking since. I had no idea until tonight. When Yusuke got on the phone it call fit, you know. So, I looked in your pictures to see if he would be in there. Hope you don’t mind.” Kagome apologized for digging in her belongings.


“Hell no, this is wonderful. I have been trying to get him to date for months. No wonder he wouldn’t, he was already talking to you. So he has no idea that you are my roommate. Come to think of it I’ve never mentioned your name to him. I’m not sure if Yusuke did either. More than likely he dubbed you the hot chick and left it at that.” Keiko clapped her hands together. This was going to be fun. She could set him up with Kagome in the end it seemed. “So do you want to meet him now? He’s a great guy, you’re so lucky.”


“I guess but how?” Kagome felt the butterflies spring to life in the pit of her stomach. Now that Keiko knew, Kurama would know regardless. The girl had been wanting them to meet for some time. Now that she knew they’d been having a cyber romance she wouldn’t let it die. Part of her was scared but she did want to finally meet him. “What do you suggest?”


“Oh, I got a wonderful idea. Leave everything to me. We are supposed to going to Genkai’s tomorrow evening for Yusuke’s birthday. He’ll be going so I’m going to call in the morning and tell them that I’m driving myself. You’ll be coming with me. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when I make the introductions. This is going to be so much fun. Make sure to wear something nice. Need to knock him off his feet too.” Keiko felt elated and happy about the news. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

Kagome fidgeted with the back of her dress and stopped. She couldn’t do this, her stomach was still on the bottom step. This temple was in the middle of nowhere and she wanted to run. Keiko had made sure to point out Kurama’s vehicle on the way up. He was up there, she was going to run. “I can’t do this.”


“Yes, you can. You’ve been talking for months. And you look fantastic. I’ll have to keep Yusuke away from you.” Keiko saw how she pushed out a wrinkle that had never been there. The blue sun-dress looked amazing on her, the color matching the blue eyes. The chest piece was form fitting showing off the rounded breasts. Thin straps held it up, the front dipping a bit, enough to tease. The waist flared out slightly, letting it sway around the hips as she moved. The material ended a couple of inches above the knees. The flats completed the outfit to perfection. She’d also fixed the girl’s hair so that the thick mass was pulled up in the back. Leaving a few strands to frame the face. With a little bit of lip gloss the girl was more than ready to knock Kurama out of his socks.


“Uh, I knew I shouldn’t have told you.” Kagome groaned when her hand was grabbed and she was being dragged across the distance. The sound of music reached her ears before anyone came into line of sight. When they did she felt her stomach go running for the hills. There was no mistaking the long red hair in the group of people. What really got to her next was the overwhelming auras. “Oh fuck. No, No, I can’t.”


“Come on Kagome? Kagome?” Keiko stopped and looked at the girl’s features. The blood had drained from her face. Meeting Kurama couldn’t be that bad could it? Something else had to be bothering her. “What’s wrong?”


“He’s not human.” The words tumbled past her lips, disbelief filled her. He’d said his mother had named him Shiuchi and his close friends called him Kurama. Something wasn’t adding up, not to her. He appeared human on the outside but she knew better. After traveling in the past for so long she could sense the youkai aura coming off him. Yusuke had a large one too, along with the short man. “All three of them are youkai.”


“How can you tell?” Keiko heard Shizuru calling her name. Trying to avoid panic and having to explain why her guest suddenly went running, she tried to calm her. “I’m not sure how you can tell but you are right. Look, Yusuke is one but I’ve known him all my life. I’ve known Kurama for years. You can trust me, no one here will hurt you. After all, you’ve been talking to him for months. I’m your friend, please trust me. “


Kagome tried to calm down knowing her panic was causing her own aura to flare. Several heads had turned in their direction, one of them Kurama’s. This wasn’t the first impression she was going for here. Taking a deep breath, she talked herself down. Yusuke was Kieko’d boyfriend and Kurama her friend. She no longer had the jewel so they had no reason to attack her. Unless they had a dislike for houshi or mikos. “You’re right, sorry.”


“What the hell? I’m not sure what to be more pissed about. The fact that she’d bring someone with that type of power here or that she’s trying to tempt me. Fuck, she’s hot.” Yusuke let his eyes roam over the girl Keiko was practically dragging their way. Where the hell had Keiko drug her up from? Was that the elusive roommate? “We’ll I’ll be damned she brought her roommate.”


“Trying to play matchmaker again. I wonder which guy she has in mind.” Shizuru took a drag of her cigarette noticing how the two available men were staring. Kurama was the first one to avert his eyes. Figures, she had to find out who the mystery woman was. The girl was a real piece and the man showed nothing but simple appreciation for her. Someone had their claws dug deep in the fox. Hiei had no problem ogling her but he wasn’t the kind to care for a relationship so Keiko must be bringing her for Kurama. “I’d say she’s trying to land you a girl Kurama.”


“Not likely.” He responded to the taunt. The girl was nice looking but not who he wanted. He had wanted to invite her last night but with Yusuke’s interruption he’d known it best to let it rest. The girl wouldn’t come to the man that had rudely picked up the phone during an intimate moment. Hopefully, she’d be on tonight so he could smooth things over with her. As they got closer he decided to take another look. He had to give it to Keiko, the girl was beautiful.


“Hey, everyone. Sorry, I’m late. We got stuck in some traffic. I also brought some company, figured it was all time everyone met my roommate.” Keiko almost smiled seeing the way Kurama wasn’t paying much attention. The man must have it bad for Kagome. The girl was a knock out but he wasn’t going to give her the time of day. Well, not until he found out who she really was. “Guess I’ll make the introductions. I’ll start with Kurama here since he’s the reason I brought her here. I’m not even sure if it’s necessary in this case. Shuichi I believe you already know my roommate, Kagome.”


Kagome felt the blood rush to her face at his stunned expression. Every eye went to her now, she wanted to squirm. ‘Note to self, smother Keiko in her sleep with a pillow.’ The girl was getting a kick out of the man’s discomfort and disbelief. It was written all over his smooth face. This couldn’t be happening to her, she wanted to run.


“Hey, that was the name he was moaning last night when I picked up the phone.” Yusuke smirked seeing the color rush to the man’s cheeks. He’d forgotten that had been Keiko’s roommate’s name. He was going to pick on the man again when a hard palm slammed into his face.


“Yusuke, you jerk. I can’t believe you said that.” Keiko screamed at the downed man. She’d planned this to be special and he’d went and ruined it with his mouth. It was no surprise when Kagome turned on her heels began walking away. The girl had to be mortified about it.


Kagome heard Keiko yelling her name but there was no way in hell she was stopping. The man really had no tact, if he weren’t Keiko’s boyfriend she’d be tempted to purify his ass. She shouldn’t have come today. How did she let herself get talked into this? There was no way for her to really know, if he had wanted to meet her. Showing up like this was a bad idea. As she reached the bottom step a hand grabbed her arm.


The touch was firm but caused a shiver to down her spine. She knew who it was before turning around. Deep green eyes, stared at her filled with confusion and sorrow. He probably hadn’t wanted her to come and she’d shown up without asking him first. Maybe it was better this way. She’d seen the way he’d looked away from her as she approached. Probably found her lacking the same way Inuyasha had. He’d only glanced at her briefly before looking away and she’d gone through the trouble to try to impress him.


“Don’t go.” Kurama flinched when she jerked away from him. Later he’d make sure to beat Yusuke’s ass for being so inconsiderate if Keiko wasn’t already doing it. He’d been shocked at the introduction. It had never occurred to him that his Kagome was the roommate Keiko had wanted to hook him up with. By no means was he disappointed at the turnout. He’d never cared to worry about what her appearance might be. He’d come to like the personality and voice she’d shown. “I apologize, I told you he had no manners. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything. It took me by surprise.”


Kagome saw the pleading look and felt bad. He hadn’t said it, so she had no right to be mad at him. She’d been the one to show up unannounced. Still, it stung to know how he’d reacted to seeing her. If she wasn’t the girl he’d been talking to online he wouldn’t give her a second glance. He’d proved it back there. Knock him off his feet indeed, the only thing that had gotten knocked was Yusuke. So, he might not find her attractive. They could still be friends. He was going out of his way to be polite. It would hurt but what else could she do? It was one of the reasons why she’d been so scared to meet him. Things hadn’t ended well with Inuyasha. More than that, they’d ended terribly. He’d been so distraught over the loss of Kikyou that he’d completely forgotten she existed. Even after the defeat of Naraku, he’d treated her different. Yet, she should have known. How many times had he not made sure to tell her she wasn’t as good as Kikyou. Hell they hadn’t known each other for two minutes and he had told her how lacking he’d found her appearance to be.


Frowning she nodded at him, not wanting to meet his eyes. She should have known when she’d seen the picture he wouldn’t find her attractive enough. It almost didn’t sound right but the man was beautiful. Why would he want someone average looking like herself when he could have any woman he wanted? “It’s okay, I’m going to head on home. I shouldn’t be here.”


“I want you here. I was wanting to invite you anyways but with what happened last night I didn’t get the chance. Look everyone knows Yusuke doesn’t think before speaking. Stay with me Kagome.” He brought his hand up to grab her chin forcing her took look up at him. The glassy sheen of tears were glistening in her large blue eyes. Was she that upset over it? If so then he’d gladly leave to finally spend an evening with her. His eyes roamed over her face, taking in every feature. She’d described herself as average looking, plain. Obviously being too hard on herself. There was nothing short of stunning about the girl. He closed the distance between them, as the eyes widened.


Kagome closed her eyes as he bent his head. The first touch of the lips were soft and firm. It sent a strange jolt through her body, all her nerves flared to live at the simple touch. Giving into the kiss, she returned the pressure. The soft palm caressed her cheek as the kiss deepened. His free arm went around her waist, her knees giving out. The feel of his tongue sent her body into sensory overload. It teased her parted lips seeking entrance. A small moan escaped her throat, the petals opening to allow him to continue.


Kurama held on as he pushed his tongue deep inside the moist cavern. She tasted sweet, her tongue coming up to meet his. His eyes almost rolled in his head as it sent spikes of pleasure through out his entire being. The kiss was addictive as he ravished her mouth with wild abandon. Arms went around his neck pulling him closer. It was more than he’d been hoping for. The kiss touched something inside him, his hand roamed up her back needing more contact.


“See you hit me for nothing.” Yusuke’s voice caused them to break apart. Kagome felt her cheeks turn pink looking over to see several people watching them. How many more times could she be embarrassed in one day? Kurama merely chuckled when Keiko slapped the boy in the back of the head. Looking down at the girl in his arms, he planned on thanking the girl later.


Kagome laughed seeing the girl scolding the other man. It was funny to watch someone as humanly weak as Keiko put Yusuke in his place. The love between the two was more than apparent. Handing the girl the a plate, she smiled. Three months had passed since she’d begun dating Kurama. The man was everything she’d hoped he’d be. Sweet, attentive, polite and treated her good. He hadn’t pressured her into doing anything despite how far they’d gotten over the computer and phone. He was letting things go at her pace.


“Thanks,” Keiko took the dish and placed it in the cabinet. Kurama had just ran down to the car while they finished up the dishes. Yusuke was heading back into the living room to watch television. It was nice to see her friend so happy. She was also good for the fox. Shame Yusuke had almost messed things up for them. “So are you staying tonight?”


Kagome blushed at the question. The thought had crossed her mind during dinner. She couldn’t deny that she wanted the man. More than that, it was killing her to keep telling him no. He was a gentleman about it and would stop when asked. His touch would drive her to the breaking point. She wanted to be with him, more than anything. But she didn’t want to until she admitted everything to him. Hell, her friends needed to know also. There was a big part of herself that was being kept hidden from them. She knew they’d believe her. “I want to but I don’t know if I should. There’s something I haven’t told him. I don’t want to go into that big of a step with something hanging over my head.”


“Like what?” His voice made her drop the plate she’d been drying off. His swore when the porcelain shattered as it hit the floor. She quickly scrambled to clean up the mess. He’d heard every word she’d said. A sharp pain entered his chest thinking she was keeping something from him. “Forget it, tell me.”


Kagome sighed seeing he’d heard everything. Dammit, she had to tell them now. Both of them were eyeing her with curiosity and confusion. Even worse Yusuke had come into the room hearing the crash. “Shit okay, might want to take a seat this might take a while.” He held the chair out for her so she could take a seat. Yusuke even pulled up a seat, throwing his arms behind his head. “Where to begin? Kurama you told me that you used to live as this Youko. Tell me have you ever heard of the Shikon no tama?”


“Yes, I have. I once thought of going after it some centuries ago. Rumor had it that it was cremated with it’s first guardian. Then it resurfaced fifty years later by another miko. Rumors had it she was foolish enough to break it. I had returned to the human world for a short period but the miko had only a few shards so I wasn’t going to waste my time killing her over it.”


“Well, thanks a lot. I doubt I’ll sleep better after hearing that. Considering it was me that broke it and was the one to complete it again. Nice to know our first meeting could have gone worse than it already has.” Taking a deep breath she started from the beginning telling them everything. Starting with being dragged into the well, to finding out she was Kikyou’s reincarnation and how she’d broken it. Tales of every friend that she met along the way, leaving out a few details. They need not know of Kouga’s claiming she was his or the problems it caused. Silence clung to her words as they took it in. It felt better letting him in on her past. What she really was.


“You are the one that defeated Naraku?” Kurama gazed at her slight form. There was no deceit in her voice. She believed everything she was saying. It would explain the power he’d felt coming from her on a few occasions. He doubted she’d lie to him about something so far-fetched. Sitting listening to her talk took a few hours. It was hard to take in, everything about the girl he was with. Yet, she was willing to share that large part of herself. The only thing that bothered him was when she spoke of the hanyou she called Inuyasha. Something was there in her voice, a tone he didn’t care for. It was easy to pick up on the fact that she had loved the man. Jealousy wasn’t something he liked to feel. Ironic after his life as Youko he’d end up with someone like her.


Kagome answered what questions they had for the next two hours. Keiko and Yusuke were still talking when a yawn escaped her mouth. The clock stated after ten, it had grown late. If she was going to head back then she’d have to do so now. Taking a deep breath, she let her eyes flicker over the redhead. He looked deep in thought, would he not want to date her now? “Think I need to get going, it’s getting late.”


“Before you leave may we talk in private?” Kurama got up from the table. If this was what had been stopping her from getting too involved then it was out in the open. She agreed and accepted the hand that was extended without hesitation.


Kagome felt a bit timid as he led her into the bedroom. Was he going to ask her to stay with him tonight or did he want to discuss what she’d told them? She was still kind of unnerved that they could have met in the past under different circumstances. To be killed by the hands of her future boyfriend. That wouldn’t have turned out well. She almost jumped when the bedroom door shut behind them. They’d been alone already several times but every time she got nervous. Part of her wanted to finally be with him. Would things change after they’d taken that step?


“Is that all you felt the need to inform me of?” Kurama waited for her to nod. Her past made little difference to him at this point. So she had a past, it compared nothing to his own. She’d been informed of the basics but hadn’t asked him to go into details. Her only answer was that it was in the past and it wasn’t who he was now. Kagome wasn’t going to judge him over it. One reason she meant so much to him. “Feel better that you’ve gotten that off your chest?”


“Yes, I just wanted you to know before we...” Heat flared into her face as his eyes widened. The vibrant green eyes darkened, he knew exactly what she’d been about to say. Kagome felt like sinking into the floor at the moment. What would he do now? Silence filled the dark room while neither moved or spoke. Kagome was sure he could hear the erratic beating of her heart. Her feet almost left the floor when the hand touched her face.


Kurama listened to the shallow breathing as he closed the distance. Reaching down he grabbed the small trembling hand. She followed him over to the large bed. A large smile graced his face as he sat upon the edge. The smallest amount moonlight came in from the window allowing him to see her as she stood in front of him, directly between his knees. The tiny pink lips parted in a content sigh as his hands ran up the slim waist. Fingers pushed under the soft purple material.


Kagome groaned in need as the hands reached up to cup the twin mounds. Thumbs ran over each hardened peak, sending jolts of pleasure down her spine. Reaching down she pulled the shirt over her head to toss it on the floor. Skilled fingers went for the latch of her bra, freeing the aching globes. Being bold she ran a hand within the long red locks, pulling his head closer to her chest. He was more than happy to comply bringing his mouth to an awaiting nipple. Blue eyes closed in wonder as the beautiful mouth wrapped around the tiny bud. Heat flared in her core feeling his hot tongue begin to tease.


His hands went for the button of her jeans. They came unsnapped, then the zipper was undone slowly. Excitement coursed through him as her hands left his hair to push the material down her thighs. His mouth unlatched from the nipple so he could help her step out of them. His fingers went for the waistband of the skimpy pink panties. The girl was eager to pull them down as well. His member strained in his own jeans having her completely nude before him.


Kagome moaned when his mouth returned to it’s former task. She wasn’t disappointed as fingers found the moist folds. It was the first time he’d touched her without any clothes on. The jolt of pleasure was intense, the touch making her ache. Doing this herself didn’t compare to having him explore her in such an intimate way. The hand was prying the thighs further apart. A single digit played in the slick valley coating itself with her moisture. The pleasure twisted inside her groin as he found the tiny nerve hidden between the folds. Hands left his hair to grip his shoulders, her knees threatened to buckle as he massaged her jewel.


Removing his hand real quick he led her to down on the bed. His self control almost snapped seeing her laying upon his bed, legs parted. How many nights had he laid in the same spot and dreamed of her being there with him? Knowing this was her first time kept him from taking what he wanted. His hands went for his own garments while she watched him undress. Tiny white teeth chewed on her bottom lip nervously but her eyes never left his.


Kagome blushed as he climbed upon the mattress, crawling between her legs. The progress was halted midway putting his head directly between her parted thighs. Soft kisses were being placed across the top of her mound. The waiting was torture as the firm lips grazed along the outside of her nether lips. The tip of his tongue ran along the edges just barely touching the wet folds. The anticipation was unbearable when a finger trailed after the tongue rubbing his own saliva into the heated flesh. A moan escaped her at the first initial touch upon her core.


He felt a low growl vibrate deep in his chest as his mouth latched onto the sweet mound. The scent of her arousal stimulated his own, making him ache to claim her. She squirmed under him as he parted the petals with his fingers. The taste penetrated his senses while running the pink muscle over the small opening. Hands fisted in his hair as he found her small nerve.


Kagome lifted her hips into the touch. His mouth was latched onto her clit, stroking the tension to a higher peak. The orgasm was building with every flick of the talented tongue. The need to have something inside her was strong and only intensified when he pushed a finger deep into the aching passage. She automatically clamped down on the digit as it began pumping inside. Her breath was coming in short gasps as he worked her over.


He pulled away from her feeling the walls tighten suddenly. Her moan of disappointment didn’t go unheard. He worked his way up her body until he was covering her. Arms went around his back when he captured her mouth in a heated kiss. Nails ran along the tense muscles near his spine. The thick tip was brushing against the wet entrance. Breaking the kiss he made her look at him, giving her a chance to ask him to stop. She lifted her hips up, pushing on the throbbing shaft.


Kagome wasn’t about to let him stop now. White pleasure washed over her as he started to fill her. The walls stretched around the member. The difference between him and her fingers was mind boggling, leaving her gasping at the difference. He was taking his time slowly pushing into the untried passage. The feeling was slightly overwhelming but unpainful. His mouth continued to claim her own as he finished pushing forward with a quick thrust.


His cock twitched feeling the walls clamped tightly around it. His patience only allowed her a few seconds to adjust to the intrusion before the need to move was too strong. Keeping the pace slow and steady, he pumped deep inside the warm passage. Pleasure shot along his spine to center in his groin. Her own moans mocked his as he rocked steadily.


Kagome wrapped her legs around his waist, placing her feet upon his round ass. She took the time to notice how smooth and nice they were before pulling him closer to her, forcing him to enter faster. The tension was at a high and stirring her lust. Each stroke kept it at the peak but she wanted more. His fingers went into the hair above her brow as he tried to keep things slow and easy. The touch was tender and loving as he captured her mouth for another kiss.


His restraint snapped when she lifted her hips up to meet his thrusts. The feet were pulling him down trying to increase the pace. His balls tightened as he gave in to her demands. His next thrust was hard and fast, slamming himself deep. Her cry of pleasure stirred his passion. The nails dug into his skin as he drove in a fast pace. The walls tightened around the throbbing length as the release washed over her. He willed himself to hold out as she moaned for more. The muscles pulled at his own release as she came down from the peak. His body shook as his seed came out in a hot rush of pleasure. The flushed face buried deep in the raven hair as his member pushed as far as it could reach. The last thrust left him fully buried and fulfilled.


Kagome went willingly into his arms as he rolled over onto his back. Strong arms wrapped around her exhausted form. A teasing smile crossed her mouth, it had been better than she’d hoped. Well he hadn’t asked her to stay the night or asked about what she’d told him. This was better, “So am I staying the night or are you going to drive me home?”


“You can stay willingly or I can tie you to the bed.” He chuckled when she gasped in mock anger. Her head came to rest upon his heaving chest. He wanted her to stay with him and not just for a repeat performance. A groan escaped him when her hands find a ticklish spot on his waist. The noise was echoed by a loud cry of pleasure. He could feel the heat rush into Kagome’s face at hearing the couple in the next room. “You might not get much sleep, they could be at it awhile.”


Kagome laughed as Keiko’s cry was easily heard through the thin walls. What the hell was the man doing to her? Either she was getting fucked into the mattress or he was beating the hell out of her. Knowing Keiko she doubted Yusuke was man enough to slap the woman around. No wonder the girl stayed over so much. “Well, I’m sure we can find something to do if we can’t sleep.”

She looked up from the report as the shrill ringing disturbed her suddenly. Looking at the clock she wondered who it could be. More than likely it wasn’t Kurama since he was at work. Being Tuesday he’d be busy and wouldn’t call her until later if he didn’t stop by. Keiko was still in class and Yusuke wouldn’t call her phone. Thinking it was most likely her mother she got up to answer it.


Stepping over her discarded books, she reached for the cordless phone. Hitting the send button she placed it to her ear and said hello. Seconds went by and she didn’t hear anything. Assuming they’d hung up already she clicked the end button and walked back over to her desk. The phone was placed next to her monitor incase they tried to call back.


The screen flickered as she hit the mouse to bring up the next web-link. The essay was due next month on a famous engineer, that she really couldn’t care about. Everyone had been given a name. She was sure Mr. Intasu had given her the name because it was being a pain in the ass to find any information. The man was making things hard on her since she’d glared at him for feeling her up. The old pervert still managed to do it whenever he got the chance. The man was going as far as to snap at her during class and calling her down for shit she didn’t do. One of the other females had laughed at him during a session and he’d called her on it. She’d been mortified that he’d talk to her that way.


The abuse had begun after Kurama had stopped by one day after class to take her to lunch. The professor had looked ready to spit nails seeing a man there waiting on her. She wanted to push him out the window, see if his crusty hide could survive the fall from the third story level. She hadn’t told anyone about the man’s attitude but was hoping he’d get over whatever was chapping his ass.


The next link was the same old information she’d found on the other sites. The man was wanting an essay of five thousand words, no less. How the hell could she write something that long when there was hardly no information to be found? He’d done it on purpose, trying to find a reason to fail her. She’d find what she needed even if it meant going to ask the man’s descendent. The pen was slapped down on the note pad as the phone began to ring again.


“Hello,” she placed it to her ear. When nothing was heard she spoke again while raising her voice. Finally harsh breathing came over the line. Her anger flared when the person refused to speak. Not going to play along with the jerk she hung up the phone. Sighing, she put it back down and decided to get something cold to drink. There was nothing in the room so she’d have to head down to the cafeteria.


The phone began to ring once more as she pulled her sandals on. Ignoring it she reached for her purse in annoyance. She had too much work to do to deal with some asshole feeling like prank calling her number. The door was locked as she stepped out into the hall. A slight rumbling announced that she might as well get some food while down there.


The building containing the cafeteria was connected to the library. Which didn’t make any sense to her. If there was a fire then all the books would go up in flames as well but most likely a male designed the buildings and had thought of saving money instead of minor details. Only a few students lingered around in the hallway. A couple was making out against the wall as she passed. There was several payphones lined up near the entrance. There was a kitchen where a small staff would cook during appointed times. It was closed now which meant she’d have to get something out the vending machine or walk into town to get take-out. Being low on time before her evening would began she decided on a bag of chips to tide her over until dinner.


The vending area consisted of ten machines, three of them for drinks. Walking up to one she placed her coins in for a bottle of juice. She was rather hungry but the sandwiches in the vending machines were usually stale. Giving up she just went over to get the chips. If Kurama didn’t come over then she’d just head into town and get something later. Even though they’d been intimate for two weeks he didn’t try to come over every night and indulge in the activities. He said he wasn’t going to interfere with her schooling by keeping her up at night. Unlike Keiko who often came to class with dark rings under her eyes.


Grabbing the small bag from the bottom she stopped hearing someone calling her name. Stepping out into the hall she saw a girl from her Public Speaking class. Smiling she walked over to see what the girl wanted. Maybe she was wanting to complain about the crap assignment also. “Hi, what’s up?”


“Hey, sorry but I answered your call. I didn’t realize you were waiting for it in here. I’d just paged my boyfriend and was waiting for him to call me back. But go ahead, it’s on booth number two.” The blonde smiled and pointed to the payphone along the hallway.


Kagome felt dread curl in the pit of her stomach. Who knew she was in the cafeteria? Looking around she didn’t see anyone. The black phone was laying on the metal tray waiting to be answered. Curiosity and fear made her walk over to the booth. Her voice cracked as she answered it. “Hello?”


Silence came over the line making her blood run cold. Taking a deep breath she snapped into the phone demanding they say something. Harsh breathing was her answer, then a long moan. Moving the receiver from her ear, she slammed it back in place hanging up on the person. The couple looked up at her as she cursed and stormed away.

Kagome groaned hearing her phone ringing again as she unlocked the door. Tossing the chips and juice on Keiko’s bed she stormed over to the desk. The asshole was going to hear it. They weren’t funny and she was beyond getting pissed. She’d defeated Naraku and wasn’t going to get scared because some ass thought it was funny to call her and breath funny. Punching the send button she screamed into the phone, “Look stop fucking calling me.”


“Kagome?” Kurama’s voice came over the line. Confusion was clearly heard at the shouted demand. She blushed realizing the mistake she’d just made. Dammit, what was he doing calling her this time of day anyways? Taking a deep breath she tried to calm her frayed nerves.


“Sorry, some jerk has been calling and hanging up. I’m trying to work on my essay and he won’t stop. I didn’t think it’d be you calling, I apologize.” She felt her cheeks get scolding hot as he chuckled. It wasn’t funny! Sitting down upon the chair she hastily agreed when he asked her to come on over for dinner. After agreeing to meet him at his apartment around seven she hung up the phone. He said Yusuke and Keiko would be gone for the evening and wanted her to come have dinner with him. He’d be busy cooking so she was to head over alone.


Seeing she still had a few hours before time to head out, she went back to work on the essay. The call was forgotten as the hours passed and hardly no more information was found. Giving up and deciding to work on it more tomorrow she headed into the shower to get ready for her evening.


The door clicked behind her as she pocketed the keys into her purse. No one was in the long hallway as she made her way out of the dorms. She was wearing her favorite white sun dress. It wasn’t anything fancy but was fitting for an evening alone. The top was snug across her breasts, no straps but had a shawl to wrap around the shoulders. The skirt went all the way to her knees but clung to her hips. White flats finished off the simple outfit. She’d debated for several minutes and ended up placing her hair up in a white bow.


The walk wouldn’t take that long and would give her time to enjoy the cool evening. It would do good to relax after trying to work on that paper. There was a good bit of traffic that made it take longer. Stopping for a red light she hit the button, waiting for the signal to cross. A car honked to her left as someone ran the light. Glancing over movement flashed out the corner of her eye. Blinking she focused, she must be seeing things. The green light finally flashed for her to cross.


As she walked around a slow elderly couple a jolt of apprehension raced down her spine. Stopping she turned around to see what had caused it. Blue eyes raced over the swarming people and saw nothing out of the ordinary. She mentally kicked herself, she was letting that phone call get to her. A kid screamed to her right as the mother dragged it out of a store. Ignoring the looks she was receiving by two men standing around talking, she started walking again.


The longer she walked the nerves in her stomach tightened. Eyes were burning into her back with every step. She kept glancing back but saw no one. The whole way there the feeling stayed with her. Tossing it up to nerves she kept her cool as she made it to the apartment complex. Getting to the building she hit the call button, letting him know she was here. The buzzer sounded as the door unlocked itself to let her in. It shut behind her, ending the searing feeling.


Kagome took a sip of the wine. It was already starting to go to her head. She was more than happy sitting next to him. He’d gone out of his way for the dinner. The kitchen had been filled with candles adorning the covered table. It was a romantic set up and gave her the most delicious food she’d ever eaten. A heart stopping smile stayed on his face as he watched her eat. He listened as she spoke of her day. When he asked about the disturbing phone calls she omitted the one she’d received down in the cafeteria. She wasn’t going to worry over it. He’d get pissed if he knew that the person had went as far as to track her down when she’d left the room.


It was probably her professor or some idiot student that had nothing better to do with their time. She eyed him as he took a sip of his wine. Taking one last sip she decided to skip to dessert. His head jerked in her direction as she got up from the seat. Grinning she hiked the dress up enough to allow her to sit upon his lap. The green of his eyes deepened as she straddled him. Leaning forward she licked the swell of his bottom lip forcing him to forget about her problems.


Kurama felt himself stiffen feeling the heat of her center so close. Another few inches and the dress would be hiked up to her waist. His mouth opened as her tongue probed inside. Hands twisted in his hair keeping his head still as she plundered his mouth. The scent of her arousal was strong making him forget about his plans for seduction later. She was taking matters into her own hands.


Kagome felt him pushing the dress further up and didn’t stop until it was around her waist. Having free movement she closed the distance between their bodies. He swore in her mouth as she rubbed the already moist folds against the large bulge. His hands gripped her waist while her hips began to grind. It didn’t stop until he reached between them, his thumb finding the small nerve. The thumb rubbed across the swollen jewel in circular motions through the thin panties.


“I want you,” Kurama reached behind her to move the wine glass and dinner plate aside. The chair scraped across the floor as he placed her on the table. In jerky movements the panties were pulled off and tossed behind his shoulders. Her hands went for the buttons of his pants. She groaned while freeing them all then tried to push the material down. He removed her hands to finish the job, while she unbuttoned his shirt. Nails ran the front of his bare chest as his member sprung free. Not bothering to kick the pants off he climbed between her parted legs.


Her hands went to his waist as he positioned himself at her opening. With a quick thrust he drove into her hard. Her walls wrapped around him in tight embrace. Nails dug into the smooth flesh as he began to move deep and slow. He placed one hand around her waist while the other grabbed a knee. Allowing herself to enjoy what he was doing she released him to lean back on her elbows. Seeing the raw lust watching her made her muscles tighten. “Faster.”


His face tightened as she moaned the demand. His member slid into the wet passage with force. He could see the moisture coating his cock in the candle light. Freeing her hip, his thumb went for the swollen nerve. The tension in his groin twisted as he played with her clit. Her hand went for her other knee pulling the leg up and further apart. He adjust his position bending his knees slightly. Her screams filled the small kitchen as he drove into her hard.


“Oh, oh, don’t stop. Oh gods yes, I’m going to cum. Harder, I want it harder.” Kagome panted as the tension built fast and hard. His own moans were drowned out by hers as she began to find her release. She didn’t care who might hear her as she cried his name. Her muscles tightened around in pleasure as he caressed the quivering muscles. “So good, more, please.”


He felt his own come crashing down as she pleaded with him. He shuddered as he began to cum deep inside her trembling passage. The table creaked as he grabbed her weight off of it. Legs went around his waist as he tried to make it to his room without tripping over the pants clinging to his ankles. Giggling was heard before the bedroom door slammed shut.


Kagome rolled her eyes as he corrected yet another mistake on her essay. She was going to have to write the whole damned thing over again at the rate he was going. He should just grab a paint brush and color the paper in with all the marks he was making. The idea of asking him just to write the fucking thing came to mind. They were supposed to be going to his mother’s for the evening after he got done.


She hadn’t gotten to meet any of them yet and was kind of nervous about the whole thing. She knew everything about his human side and hoped she wouldn’t slip up and say something wrong. He didn’t seem worried about it, just reminded her to call him Shuichi in front of them. That wouldn’t be a problem since that was the first name she knew him by.


Seeing him make some kind of little note made her scowl. If he noticed the reaction it went ignored. She almost told him that she’d be given a flunking grade no matter how he helped her fix it up. He would probably demand to know why then she’d have to go into her problems. No need to make him listen to her bitch about the old goat. Her eyes lingered over the way he sat with his legs crossed. The posture was almost feminine, it made her smile. He was so graceful, it made her wonder. While Yusuke sat with his legs wide apart, Kurama didn’t.


A teasing smile crossed her lips as he marked a word out and wrote something next to it. Oh, that did it. The pen stopped as she went to her knees in front of the chair. Dainty fingers ran up the length of the muscular thighs. The legs moved, spreading to allow her to come to squat between them. His eyes briefly flickered down to her face before he went back to writing.


Kurama tried to ignore the distraction and finish up. They would be a little late at this rate. He suppressed his moan as a palm groped him. A mocking giggle was heard as blood rushed to the member. His eyes stayed glued on the paper, trying to correct the mistake he’d just seen. The words began to blur as fingers went to unsnapping the buttons. “What are you doing Kagome?”


“Nothing, keep working.” She smiled seeing he wore nothing beneath the slacks. His cock was already hard and straining to be free of the confines. More than happy to help out, she wrapped her hand around the thick shaft. Clear fluid leaked out of the tip as she massaged the base. She noticed that he’d set the paper down and was watching her intently. Leaning forward her tongue flicked across the moist tip. It was slightly salty to the taste but not unpleasant.


Kurama swore as she took the head into the warm cavern. The sweet mouth wrapped around his sensitive head. His hand fisted in the raven locks as something hot and wet pressed into the tiny slit. The tongue proceeded to lick the thick vein on the underside. She went to explore every inch using her lips and tongue to taste. What she wasn’t licking was being stroked. His hand gripped the edge of his pants to pull them further down.


Kagome eyed the twin sacs before placing them in her palm. He seemed to like having them played with. The hand in her hair tried to push her head down further upon the throbbing length. She almost gagged when he hit the back of her throat. Pulling up she used her free hand to hold what she couldn’t get into her mouth. That seemed to please him as she began moving her mouth up and down the shaft. Every time she came up, she let her tongue slide over the vein, pressing into it.


He leaned back in the chair pressing her further down. More of his cock slid into her mouth. She was only able to get a little into her throat before she pulled it back out. Not wanting to choke her, he let her set the pace. The touch was inexperienced and awkward but she was drawing him close to climax with the timid sucking. Just knowing his was the first and only cock to be placed between the pink lips made him want to cum. The small hand began pumping his base timed perfectly with her mouth. His moaning filled the room as she got the hang of it. The hand squeezed his balls gently while she pleasured him.


Kagome felt the thick vein begin to pulse seconds before he pulled himself out of her mouth. The motion of her hand continued as hot fluid gushed out of the tip. The hot cum landed on her cheek and lips as the shaft jerked. The hand loosened in her hair as she lifted her head. A finger ran along her cheek wiping the essence off. Her tongue came out to lick at what had landed on her lips. That got a moan from him as she licked her mouth clean.


Kurama didn’t feel like moving as she got up to walk into the bathroom. The sound of running water was heard seconds before she came out with a wet rag. There was no evidence left on her face as she walked back over. Taking the cloth he cleaned himself off, “You are lucky we have to leave. Don’t plan on going home tonight.”

“I’m so glad to finally meet you dear.” Shiori placed her hand on the girl’s knee. Kagome seemed like a sweet girl. She’d been fretting over her son finding himself someone decent to settle down with. She’d met two other girls he’d been dating and hadn’t cared for either of them. This one was different from the others, she could tell. Her son hadn’t really spoken about them much. Shuichi’s world seemed to be focused around this one, it was all he talked about now. She could also tell by the way he watched her. There was no mistaking the deep emotion she saw or the raw hunger.


“Thank you,” Kagome smiled at the older woman. She didn’t look old enough to have a son as old as Kurama. Shiori was very pretty and nice, understandable why the fox cared about her so much. It had to take someone special to have changed his way of thinking after a thousand years of being a certain way. His stepfather and brother seemed nice and close to him as well. The family seemed tight and loving, much like her own. “Your home is beautiful.”


“Yes, but I’m sure when you and Shuichi finally get a place it’ll put this to shame. He’s always had extraordinary tastes when it comes to decorating.” Shiori noticed the blush that crept along the girl’s cheeks. Had they discussed anything permanent yet? If not she’d have to have a talk with her son and find out what he was waiting for. This one was too good to let slip away because he had cold feet. The girl was still in college but they could work around that, he made a good living. He should kick that other male out and think about having a family of his own.


“Well, I’m not sure what to say. We aren’t that serious yet.” Kagome wanted to crawl under the couch and hide. What the hell was she supposed to say now? He’d conveniently decided to help his stepfather in the kitchen with dinner. Okay so he was a good cook but that left her with the embarrassing questions. They had yet to discuss a permanent relationship. She wasn’t even sure how he felt about her except that he enjoyed her company and wanted her in his bed. As far as anything deeper than that it hadn’t come up. She wasn’t going to fool herself and believe that he was in love with her.


“Dinner is ready.” Kurama walked in the living room to see Kagome blushing redder than a stoplight and his mother fairly close. What were the two discussing? Kagome looked ready to flee over something. Knowing Shiori she was digging into details of their relationship. He was curious as to how Kagome would deal with it. Smiling he walked over to the couch to offer his girlfriend a hand. She accepted it and pulled herself off the couch. Giving her a quick wink he offered a hand to his mother.


“Kagome says you two aren’t that serious yet son. Tell me, when are you finally going to settle down? Your brother is about to enter college so I can’t expect anything from him soon. I’d like to be a grandmother before I’m old and grey. Need time to enjoy the grands before I get down. You’ve got yourself a good girl, I suggest you do something to keep her instead of messing around.” Shiori turned to Kagome who looked ready to sink into the floor. Placing a hand on the girl’s arm she began to lead Kagome into the kitchen. “Now, just a little advice sweetie. Don’t let him have his way until he’s made a solid commitment. He’s my son and I love him but he’s still a male.”


“I guess,” Kagome was debating on running for the door or throwing herself into the stove. At least she wasn’t the only one squirming. Kurama looked horrified at his mother’s behavior. Should she tell the woman she’d already given it up. He’s done had his way with her, plenty of times. The other two males greeted them as they entered the large kitchen.


Kurama was thankful when the conversation was turned to another topic. What had gotten into his human mother? She’d never bothered to care much about his other girlfriends. What the hell was she thinking telling Kagome to hold out on him. The girl had made him wait long enough before coming to his bed. He didn’t think he could handle it if she would refuse him now. She was an itch that had to be scratched regularly. Besides he knew Kagome wanted to finish her schooling so was holding off on talks of anything serious. She’d let him know when she was ready for something more.