That's Unlikely! | By : Ametank Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1472 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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.That's Unlikely pt.1: Kagome x Sesshomaru:
"This is the pits," Kagome groaned, swatting another mosquito. "I wish I'd thought to bring my bug spray."
The night had settled in around them, and was shaping up to be a pretty peaceful one. No surprise demon attacks that day, and best of all they'd found another jewel shard after facing down a whole horde of demons that hadn't given them hardly any trouble at all. Miroku looked peaceful, except for the red mark on his face from Sango's last slap. It had been a doozy, two hours later and it was still throbbing. He made a note to himself to stick to grabbing her rear instead.
"Aw Kagome, quit your whining. That's all you've done all day," Inuyasha ground out between clenched teeth.
"Sit boy!" snapped Kagome. "You're so insensitive! I mean, I can't just travel around feudal Japan all swollen and itchy okay?"
From his prone position on the ground, Inuyasha snarled.
Kagome slapped at her arm again, and wiped her palm on the grass. "This is just too much!" she declared ferociously, and both the monk and the exterminator cringed. Shippou, who was curled up fast asleep in Sango's lap, didn't even stir. "I'm taking a bath," Kagome informed them all.
"Good," snorted Inuyasha. "It'll get you outta my hair for a while."
"Ooooooh SIT BOY!"
"GYAHHHH!"
"Do you want me to come with you Kagome?" asked Sango, shaking her head at the half-demon.
"No thanks," Kagome responded, "Even though it's much safer, and we always bath in groups, tonight I think I'll go alone."
Sango smiled and scratched the sleeping Shippou behind the ears. "Makes perfect sense."
Kagome scooped up her backpack with her bathing supplies in it and stalked off to find the closest water source.
"Inuyasha," Miroku said calmly, "You were being unusually unpleasant to Kagome tonight. Have the two of you had an argument?"
Inuyasha sat up, brushing himself off, and trying to ignore the pain in his back from those two sits. "Nah. But if I didn't get her mad she wouldn't have stalked off, and then we wouldn't have a plot to follow."
"Oh, of course."
*~*~*~*
The water source actually turned out to be a hot springs a rather nice hike from the group. "Wow," Kagome said. "I could easily have a conversation with a stranger or supposed enemy right here and none of my friends would know. But I am close enough to scream for help. This is perfect."
She plucked her soap, shampoo, conditioner, and washcloth from the backpack and placed them on a bit of rock that jutted out into the water like a handy little shelf. Kagome slipped quickly out of her uniform, placed her towel on the shore close by, and slid in.
The warm water was a nice relief against the mosquito bites already swelling on her arms. She lathered up her washcloth and began washing in slow, lazy, circles, every inch of herself. She was having such a nice, clean, Zen moment, that she didn't even notice when all the forest critters fell silent.
"I'm a Barbie girl!" she sang, "In a Barbie wOorld! Wrapped in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair! Undress me –everywhere-! Yeah! Lalalala."
She stopped a moment in her washing to shake her ass and twirl about in the water, diving under to wet her hair. "Ah," she sighed, breaking the surface. "That was…holy shit!"
The pale demon lord cringed at her sudden outburst. Human women have such shrill voices, he thought.
"Sesshomaru!" gasped Kagome, standing bolt upright, ready to run at the first hint of danger from him. "What in the world are you doing here?"
His eyes tipped down at the full frontal he was receiving. "I came to speak with you," he drawled slowly. Well, human women have bigger tits at least.
"Sure you did," snorted Kagome. "And I'm Godzilla."
Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow, and his hand went to the sword at his waist. Kagome could have called out. If she shouted right then there was a good chance she could hold him off until Inuyasha arrived. Instead, she chose that exact moment to realize she was standing around completely naked in front of Inuyasha's brother, the wicked demon of the western lands, and a constant thorn in their side.
"You hentai!" she hissed, softly, because there was no sense bringing the whole crew down on them before he'd had a chance to tell her what he was here for. It would ruin the whole story.
She ducked into the water up to her chin, arms and knees blocking everything important from view. No sense letting him see now, what he's already been staring at.
Sesshomaru shook his head. "I am not the one parading about without any clothes on."
"Like you don't bathe in the buff," she retorted.
"Buff?"
"What did you say you wanted again?"
"Oh, yes." Sesshomaru drew Tokijin from its place at his waist, raised it above his head, and dropped it to the ground. "I'm not going to hurt you, Kagome. Well, not in this story at least."
Kagome glanced at the sword. It was glowing a sort of creepy evil red, and pretty much still within his reach, and there was nothing to say that the stupid thing wouldn't leap into his hand on command. He was a pretty powerful demon after all.
"Okay," she said. "I believe you."
"Excellent. Now Kagome, I've got something I need to tell you, but I'm not certain of how to go about it."
"Oh that's easy," explained Kagome. "Just say it with conviction. People are compelled to see things your way if you say it with conviction."
Sesshomaru gave her a strange look. "I'm not exactly sure I follow that logic."
"But really, it works! Go ahead and try."
Sesshomaru fidgeted a moment, and then perched himself on a nearby rock. "But this is awfully awkward for me to say. I mean, I've certainly never done anything like this in my entire life, and it goes against my very nature to do it now. But I must."
"Hey, it's okay," Kagome soothed. She slipped out of the water and wrapped her towel about herself. "You can tell me. You're gay right?"
"What?!" Sesshomaru was appalled, and his fingers twitched with the need to pick up Tokijin and slice the impertinent—but unbearable sexy—wench into tiny cheese-cube-sized pieces. "Why would I travel halfway across the forest just to tell that to you?"
"I'm trustworthy, you know?" She tried to run her fingers through her wet hair, but she hadn't gotten to cleaning it yet, so it was drying in thick tangles. "Look, no offense, but you came at a bad time. Can you come back and try again after I rinse and repeat?"
"Kagome," Sesshomaru growled. "This is serious. I've come to tell you that I'm madly in love with you and want to hump your brains out!" He thought about that a moment. "Excuse me, I mean I would like to spend the evening making love to you beneath the stars."
"Really?" she asked. And I thought he was gay!
"Well, more or less."
"Oh. So you're in love me, hunh?"
Sesshomaru thought about this a moment, "Yes, I believe so."
Kagome huffed. "That's not altogether very romantic."
Sesshomaru shrugged. "I'm a sociopath. Romance is not altogether part of my emotional repetoir."
Smacking the heel of her hand against her forehead Kagome laughed. "Of course. Sorry, I forgot." She shifted the towel, tucking it against her tighter—the damn thing was practically trying to leap from her body—and searched her backpack for her brush. "Well, just let me brush my hair, and we can get to the humping, or love-making, or whatever you want to call it."
Sesshomaru gestured for her to go about doing whatever was necessary.
After much grunting and warring with the tangles of her hair Kagome gave up. "Look, I've got to wash it. This is just ridiculous." Sesshomaru shruged, and settled himself more comfortably in a curve of rock to watch. "So if you could just turn around…" she prodded.
"Don't be ridiculous woman. We're about to have sex. Why shouldn't I be allowed to watch you?"
"Because it creeps me out you hentai!" snapped Kagome. Sesshomaru's right eyebrow quirked up curiously. "Ooooooh sit boy!" Kagome snarled, pointing an accusing finger at the dog-demon. To nobody's surprise, nothing happened. "Well, shit," Kagome sighed. "I forgot that doesn't work on you."
"You are a strange human girl."
"Stuff it milk-bone," she muttered beneath her breath. Then an idea struck her. "Can we get a Mary-Sue in here?" she called out to no one in particular. Almost instantly the lord of the western lands went into a state of panic.
"Why would you want to go and get a Mary-Sue?" His eyes darted nervously around for any sign of one.
"Because, a Mary-Sue could sit you for me."
Sesshomaru regained his composure long enough to look affronted. "Are you mad? How could she? I haven't got any of those prayer bead around my neck."
"Has that ever stopped a Mary-Sue before?"
Sesshomaru shivered. "Understood." He turned his back, listening to the soft splashes and sighs of Kagome as she finished bathing.
"oooh," she sighed. "mmm…yes! Yes! YES!"
"Kami's sake woman!" snarled Sesshomaru, wheeling around. "What the hell are you doing to yourself?"
Kagome grinned sheepishly and set down the bottle of Herbal Essences. "Sorry." She dunked below the water and rinsed her hair clean. "All done. Ready?"
He rolled his eyes and his shoulders slumped. I suspect I'll need therapy after all this.
Kagome stepped up out of the water, her nudity no longer an issue, and smiled seductively. Oops…I'm still a virgin. She shook the look off and blushed a deep scarlet. Her arms crossed, fingers clamped over her shoulders. "Sesshomaru," she sighed.
Finally, Sesshomaru thought, and strode purposefully towards her. His fingers caught her chin and tilted it up sharply as he leaned in. "My, Kagome," he breathed across her lips.
"Wait!"
"What?" he groaned.
"What about that little girl that's always with you, Rin?"
Sesshomaru sighed. "This isn't the time to get all maternal." Kagome went rigid in his grasp and he relented. "It's fine. I got a sitter. Jakken's watching her."
"Oh. Okay, good."
"What about that little fox kit?"
"Like you care."
"Just making conversation since we're on the subject."
Kagome sighed. "We're stalling."
Sesshomaru nodded in agreement. "Because your friends are over there watching."
"Yup."
"They must indeed be very bored." He shifted so that he could glance over his shoulder without seeming too noticeable.
"They always do this," she conceded.
"I see. Do we just, continue on then?"
"Can't see why not."
With a grunt of frustration Sesshomaru pressed his lips against Kagome's. She leaned into him, rising up on tip-toe to lessen the sharp angle of her neck. His tongue snaked into her mouth, warm and slick, coaxing hers to roll against his while he lapped her up from the inside.
The man had the temperament of an ice-burg, but by Kami he could kiss a girl senseless.
5 minutes later…
"It's okay, Sesshomaru. It happens to a lot of guys."
From behind his hand Sesshomaru groaned. "Not to the Lord of the western lands." Kagome sighed and continued to rub soothing circles on his back. They sat on the rocks together, naked as the day they were born, and still trying to get through the humping, or lovemaking, or whatever you call it. "It's just that, you're a human woman, you know? And that's strange for me. And on top of it, your friends, my own half-brother included, are watching this little sideshow."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Can't you make them go away?" he demanded.
Kagome sighed in a very put upon way, then turned her face to where her friends were hiding. "Hey! Shove off, guys! We're trying to fuck here! You can watch the video later!"
Three shapes appeared from behind the bushes, grumbling, and shifted off into the forest, back towards the campfire. By now Sesshomaru was beyond irate, ready to snap at the next creature that even dared to so much as speak to him (let alone question his masculine prowess.
Kagome sat beside him, arms crossed under her breasts, watching to make sure her friends didn't return. Her neck was completely exposed, one thin line of pale flesh that sent a ripple of excitement through him. His dominance was under dispute, and here was a female—human or no—showing throat.
She didn't even see him remove his armor and slide out of his clothes. She was too focused on making sure Miroku did not sneak back despite her. But then the air shifted, brushing lightly against her cheek, and with an oomph she was suddenly sprawled on her back, Sesshomaru looming over her with his face buried against her neck.
"What—" she started, but then Sesshomaru snarled, and bit down.
He didn't bite hard, just enough so that the tip of his fang pierce her skin, touching on a very sensitive nerve that ran directly to the groin. Kagome's surprise melted into a moan, and Sesshomaru slid his fingers over that most sensitive part of her, finding her instantly wet.
Sesshomaru sat back and thrust two fingers into her, and Kagome arched into his touch, fingers flexing for something to hold onto as he worked a blinding rhythm within her. He didn't wait until her body had completely stretched before shifting her beneath him, and sliding completely inside her with one thrust.
Kagome cried out, the pain teetering on the edges of her pleasure. Sesshomaru summoned all his control to remain still within her. Instinct slowly relaxed her inner muscles, until their grip along his length was no longer painful for her. Her hands were pressed against his chest feeling the tension ripple through him, as he held himself aloft with his single arm.
"That looks uncomfortable," Kagome whispered. "Is there…a better way for you?" He frowned at her, watching the deep, unsteady rise and fall of her chest.
He nodded.
Kagome blushed while she knelt in the grass. She could feel him behind her, and if she even tried to move without his instruction, he would growl a soft warning. Then his fingers wrapped around her neck and pushed her forward, so that she was bracing herself on her arms, with her ass up in the air.
I should have known it would be doggy style, she thought.
"Not a word," he warned, as if he'd been reading her mind.
Then before she could draw breath to respond that hard length of his was working its way inside her again. Slower, but without pause. Kagome bit back the wanton groan the shivered within her throat. When he was halfway in, he stopped, and drew himself out again. Kagome gasped, dropping her head between her shoulders. He kept sliding out until the head of him was pressed lightly against her opening, and then he gripped her hip with his free hand, and rammed himself in to the hilt. Kagome cried out, feeling the impact all the way up her spine with such force it threw back her head.
Then he began a pattern. Shallow, deep, halfway, deep. He was moving inside of her so quickly that it almost stopped her breath. But when she tried to move with him, he would twine those long pale fingers in her hair and growl. Kagome began making noises, helpless mewling sounds, as her insides rippled in waves that were steadily increasing.
"I'm—" she started, but Sesshomaru snarled, wrapping his arms around her waist and jerking her nearly upright. His pace changed, every stroke hitting something deep inside of her, and his mouth clamped down around her neck again, stabbing the nerve once more with his fang.
Kagome screamed, her whole body dissolving into the shaky bliss of her release, brought a second time by the hot rush of Sesshomaru spilling himself within her.
"Okay," she panted, once she's regained her breath several minutes later. "That was worth the trouble."
Sesshomaru smirked behind her. Dominance reestablished.
~Aftermath: Day One down….so many more to go ~_^
"Look, Inuyasha, if you play that tape one more time…I'm going to sit you into next Wendesday!"
Inuyasha and Miroku shared a laugh before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"But Miss Kagome," Miroku said, unable to subdue his smile. "I especially enjoy the part where you make that face. You know, the one where your eyes cross and…" he froze mid-sentence, and eerie chill running down his spine. "Sango is right behind me, isn't she?"
Her elbow came down on his head, and her right eye gave an involuntary twitch.
"Are you okay, Sango?" Kagome asked.
"Fine," she replied, then held out a piece of paper. "Just got the call in for tomorrow."
Kagome whined. "Pleeeeeeeeease tell me I'm not on it."
Sango grinned. "Actually you're not."
"Well who is it?" snapped Inuyasha.
Sango cleared her throat and read aloud. "Tomorrow: That's Unlikely pt. 2: Inuyasha x Miroku."
The girls shared a well-deserved smirk.
*~*~*~*
.A/N: Hope you liked installment number one! ~_^
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