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Rating:
Adult +
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3
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Oh fuck yes...
For my Daddy...
Title: Oh fuck yes…
Author: Talon
Rating: Adult +++
Characters: Kagome
Genre: Canonish
Words: 666
Summary: Kagome needs that little bit…extra…
Warnings: Warnings are for wusses. Wusses don’t read my fics. Are you a wuss???
Kagome stretched out on her bed and relished the softness of the mattress and the blessed PEACE of being alone. By her lonesome. All by herself, quiet house, home for a change, and yes…peace. Quiet. She might never ever get enough of that. How often did she get the house to herself these days, after all? And on the other side of the well, she was NEVER alone. Even when she thought she was alone, she KNEW now, from experience her hanyou was always nearby. Close enough that she had no privacy. Ever.
And she was feeling awake and languid enough to really enjoy this hard won privacy and peace. Oh yes.
Door locked? Yes. Panties off? Yes. Bra gone? Yes. Shirt unbuttoned? Definitely.
Closing her eyes she let her fingers trail downwards under her skirt. She knew parts better than she knew the back of her hand, and her fingers spread, moving flesh here and there, making taut skin over her clit. Touching it directly was such a no no. But rubbing through the hood, specially when she started getting hard? It was amazing.
Trouble was, she wasn’t hard yet. She was in the mood, yes, but dangit. Okay. Think. Inuyasha’s hair, his little half smile, puppy ears, strong chest, claws raking down…no. That wasn’t doing it. Neither did Miroku’s wandering hand, Sesshoumaru’s disdainful look and tiny feet; she even struck out with the luscious curve from Sango’s collarbone to her nipple. That generous swell had never failed her before. Damn.
Her fingers worked, but she needed more.
Ten minutes later...
Oh FUCK yes. Souta’s small mouth ate at her through his sniffles as a smirking Inuyasha plowed his fingers in and out of the small rump. In her mind as her fingers pressed and played and rubbed she could hear the hanyou’s smirking voice saying the most filthy things as his fingers violated her baby brother.
Then, yes…Souta on top of her, his hard little cock…bound she decided…rubbing against her wet folds, prodding and bumping and rubbing against her clit. She could feel Inuyasha’s fingers trail down her brother’s cock and balls to play with her…ohhhh…yeah…Souta’s arms would be tied behind his back. Yes. Tears on his little freckled cheeks. His breath hitching and catching as his hips move against her.
Inuyasha would push Souta into her, leaning over them both to kiss her, and push Souta’s mouth to her nipples again. Suck, he would say. And Souta would. She pinched her nipple and groaned. Her fingers moved, she put her other hand down to spread her lips, readjust things, wipe away the excess wetness so she could get the right amount of friction. While she did that, she changed them around.
Souta would be on Inuyasha’s lap, his arms all bound. Inuyasha would kiss him, fill his little mouth with that tongue, and make the small boy whimper. He’d rub that big, dog dick against Souta’s miniature, hairless cock and balls and whisper dirty things to him. About how he was going to make him a man, and fuck him good. And she was watching them. Oh FUCK yes.
Clawed fingers dove in and out of Souta’s pretty little bottom as her brother writhed against the hanyou. Then Inuyasha would turn Souta around so she could see him, lift his legs apart and impale him, good and hard. As Souta screamed, as Inuyasha’s cock drove into him, as hanyou hands closed around tiny hips to bring that boyflesh down around the dog’s swollen dick, Kagome came, and came hard.
She grunted and pushed as her fingers worked hard and fast, pausing now and again, tweaking; knowing well how to draw out that orgasm. When she came this big it was worth the extra sensitivity afterwards to really push it. She bore down slightly as she moaned, her sweaty head flopping back on her pillow, smacking her mound once or twice sharply and then panting, letting the aftershocks course through her.
Oh fuck yes.
Owari
Title: Oh fuck yes…
Author: Talon
Rating: Adult +++
Characters: Kagome
Genre: Canonish
Words: 666
Summary: Kagome needs that little bit…extra…
Warnings: Warnings are for wusses. Wusses don’t read my fics. Are you a wuss???
Kagome stretched out on her bed and relished the softness of the mattress and the blessed PEACE of being alone. By her lonesome. All by herself, quiet house, home for a change, and yes…peace. Quiet. She might never ever get enough of that. How often did she get the house to herself these days, after all? And on the other side of the well, she was NEVER alone. Even when she thought she was alone, she KNEW now, from experience her hanyou was always nearby. Close enough that she had no privacy. Ever.
And she was feeling awake and languid enough to really enjoy this hard won privacy and peace. Oh yes.
Door locked? Yes. Panties off? Yes. Bra gone? Yes. Shirt unbuttoned? Definitely.
Closing her eyes she let her fingers trail downwards under her skirt. She knew parts better than she knew the back of her hand, and her fingers spread, moving flesh here and there, making taut skin over her clit. Touching it directly was such a no no. But rubbing through the hood, specially when she started getting hard? It was amazing.
Trouble was, she wasn’t hard yet. She was in the mood, yes, but dangit. Okay. Think. Inuyasha’s hair, his little half smile, puppy ears, strong chest, claws raking down…no. That wasn’t doing it. Neither did Miroku’s wandering hand, Sesshoumaru’s disdainful look and tiny feet; she even struck out with the luscious curve from Sango’s collarbone to her nipple. That generous swell had never failed her before. Damn.
Her fingers worked, but she needed more.
Ten minutes later...
Oh FUCK yes. Souta’s small mouth ate at her through his sniffles as a smirking Inuyasha plowed his fingers in and out of the small rump. In her mind as her fingers pressed and played and rubbed she could hear the hanyou’s smirking voice saying the most filthy things as his fingers violated her baby brother.
Then, yes…Souta on top of her, his hard little cock…bound she decided…rubbing against her wet folds, prodding and bumping and rubbing against her clit. She could feel Inuyasha’s fingers trail down her brother’s cock and balls to play with her…ohhhh…yeah…Souta’s arms would be tied behind his back. Yes. Tears on his little freckled cheeks. His breath hitching and catching as his hips move against her.
Inuyasha would push Souta into her, leaning over them both to kiss her, and push Souta’s mouth to her nipples again. Suck, he would say. And Souta would. She pinched her nipple and groaned. Her fingers moved, she put her other hand down to spread her lips, readjust things, wipe away the excess wetness so she could get the right amount of friction. While she did that, she changed them around.
Souta would be on Inuyasha’s lap, his arms all bound. Inuyasha would kiss him, fill his little mouth with that tongue, and make the small boy whimper. He’d rub that big, dog dick against Souta’s miniature, hairless cock and balls and whisper dirty things to him. About how he was going to make him a man, and fuck him good. And she was watching them. Oh FUCK yes.
Clawed fingers dove in and out of Souta’s pretty little bottom as her brother writhed against the hanyou. Then Inuyasha would turn Souta around so she could see him, lift his legs apart and impale him, good and hard. As Souta screamed, as Inuyasha’s cock drove into him, as hanyou hands closed around tiny hips to bring that boyflesh down around the dog’s swollen dick, Kagome came, and came hard.
She grunted and pushed as her fingers worked hard and fast, pausing now and again, tweaking; knowing well how to draw out that orgasm. When she came this big it was worth the extra sensitivity afterwards to really push it. She bore down slightly as she moaned, her sweaty head flopping back on her pillow, smacking her mound once or twice sharply and then panting, letting the aftershocks course through her.
Oh fuck yes.
Owari