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On Your Knees, Bitch, You Are MINE!!!	By : InuHanyouNikkie Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 14009 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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On Your Knees, Bitch, You are MINE!!

He had been watching her closely, carefully, for three years now. Ever since that wonderful (and awful) fateful day that one 15-year-old raven haired, odd-coloured eyed, shy and yet so beautiful girl came to his school. He had been watching her. Drawn inexplicable to her from the very first week. He had found out that she had transferred in from another school, moved from another town. That her family had moved into an old Shrine they had in their family name just ten minutes from the school.
Three years.
Watching her.
Wanting her.
Waiting for her.
Kagome Higurashi.
Seeing her.
Needing her.
Desiring her.
Undressing her in his mind.
Longing for her.
Lusting her.
Loving her.
He was, and is, InuYasha Yamaguchi* and he was older than she was by seven years. His duty in the school is that of a Teacher of Fine Arts.
He was her devoted watcher.
Her secret admirer.
Her silent protector.
InuYasha Yamaguchi* was older by seven years and his duty in the school is that of a Teacher of Fine Arts. He knew he was sexy; hell, he felt he was the definition of Sex. All students and even his fellow teachers lusted for him and had wet dreams in his presence. In fact, every student wanted to be in his classes or homeroom; however, the majority of them were soon weeded out within the first week of the semester as InuYasha was a task master for his course and would tolerate zero dicking around.
If they were dedicated to learning and becoming artists then they would be permitted into his course. That included if they attended his classes every day and took every test. He accepted sickness and other viable reasons for not following his agenda but if they proved to be slacking off � out they went. If they were just there to see if he would fuck them, they were sent packing fast in front of the classroom with scathing remarks.
Tall - over six feet of pure untamed masculinity, or pure sex, with long knee length ebony black with smoky highlights thick unruly hair. Eyes of molten pewter that promised the greatest pleasures that sparkled and flashed with his moods. Large strong and powerful hands tipped with slightly longer than usual masculine nails. Canine teeth that were better suited to a vampire that glinted glistened and peeked out from full kissable lips when he smirked or sneered - looking deadly with barely contained danger.
Long, powerful legs with tight thighs and calves and a firm hard ass that screamed you could bounce a silver dollar off it enhanced by snug-to-the-skin jeans or skintight leather pants he typical wore anywhere he went. His crotch, plain in sight, a mark of his blatantly wanton sexuality, a filled-to-capacity and then some bulge that made men shake with envy and women weep from their eyes and pussies. His chest made from a God�s vision with aching perfection. Defined by the snug fitting tops he was also known for wearing and most often than not sleeveless. His arms well muscled and just as powerful as his legs.
He had no shame of his body; in fact, quite the opposite, he was very proud of his sexuality. And he refused to cover up for the sake of a bunch of dry-out, bible-stuffed pussy-hags who feared their own shadow for being a sexual being who would rant and rage frothing at the mouth that words like �come�, �breast�, �butt�, and cigarettes etc. . . were all wickedly sexual seductions of the devil designed to turn and taint their puritan views! Hell, they even went as far as censoring the Bible in some churches just because it was blasphemous in their view.
His voice made those who heard it damn well near orgasm, a deep husky, sexual bass that no man living should have. He would only smirk knowingly letting a teasing hand caress an arm here, . . . leg there. Before they left the classroom, he would lean in close to the ones who came that piqued his interest and letting his tongue flick out and laved a slow damp trail against their necks whispering in a low husky purring voice, �I can smell you.�
And seemingly through it all, Kagome would always be the last one to leave his classroom and somehow she appeared not to notice at all his so subtle attentions to the flustered student.

Many a student and teacher had come onto him both at school and in the clubs -where he would relax and get company for the evening. At school, he would turn away the students while the teachers he would go into their private offices and suck or tongue fuck them. At the clubs, he would grind his hips and hard cock into the ass, stomach or back of whomever he was dancing with. As the beat pounded out from the speakers, his hips would thrust in time against his dancing partner letting them feel the length of steel rod that his pants barely contained. The other person would grind back just as hard and seek out his lips or neck to savour his tastes. This InuYasha allowed until he wanted relief and knew the other person was more than eager to suck his straining cock off when he would demand it and quickly led his partner away to a secluded corner of the club or if the club had private lounging rooms there. If not then they would go to the closest hotel or motel near the club that way InuYasha could leave once it was over. He would never bring them to his home or to his bedroom.
There he would savage their mouths. Taking what he wanted and not caring if they liked it or not. He had been a called a demon by many a lover and everyone knew demons weren�t exactly known for their gentle natures. A rare few left after a few aggressive kisses when it became too much for them but most often than not they would stay for more.
He would never have actual physical penetrating sex with whoever was the flavour of the night or, if they were lucky, longer - but he did demand they suck him off as they fingered themselves after they did some heavy hand petting which included the stroking of his exposed cock. Made them debase themselves until he decided to give them pleasure returning the favour. And through all this they couldn�t make any noise beyond the begging and pleading for completion. If they made noise, he simply sent them on their way frustrated and ashamed. Those that remained quiet and did what he wanted he would tongue fuck them into oblivion as his fingers danced within their bodies making them his willing slaves.
If they were good at it that is.

If they didn�t do a good job with pleasing him when they sucked, licked and caressed his cock he simply told them to fuck off.
Students, he would pet lightly before ultimately turning away if they attempted to approach him in the clubs.
No, he wouldn�t have penetrative sex as he believed that was for that one person he wanted to be with for the rest of his life. No one knew this about him, not even his closest friend, a sex therapist named Miroku whom he had know since they were in high school themselves. Funny how he was now the Fine Arts Teacher at his old school.
Miroku - that name brought a sneer and a smirk to InuYasha�s face as he thought of his friend. Some days he loved that guy like a brother and some days it was all he could do not to pound the shit out of him (kind of like the relationship he had with his much older half-brother Sesshoumaru) - for what he did to Sango, his other friend slash sister also from high school.
Sango, Miroku�s wife, had come to accept the fact that her husband would never be faithful to her and her alone. Oh, he loved her with everything that was in him but he wanted to, no in his own words �needed to fuck-, fuck any female that was willing. He swore that he would never get any other woman pregnant but her. So the women he usually fucked were either sterile naturally or by choice/surgery or they used a lot of protection. This is another thing he promised Sango; he wouldn�t do at their house which gave the resigned Sango some measure of happiness. She would never have to find her husband in their bed fucking some floozy of a one-night stand.
She also understood that in his field he would help partners with the sex lives, sometimes going over to their homes for �Extra Sessions� as he called it.
InuYasha was a believer that if you are with someone then you are WITH that person unless they both consent to having others in the relationship. Openness, truth and honesty. That�s what InuYasha prized. If not in a relationship and you happen to come across someone who was willing for just a one-night stand with zero commitment agreed upon then he believed go for it.

Miroku did help him though, Miroku taught him how to fuck both men and women alike. The women he learned about during high school and then into college with Miroku as his guide. Then after Miroku got settled into his profession extended his knowledge to InuYasha and opened a new world for him. Miroku taught him the techniques, the touches that brought out the hungry beast that lurked within women. Taught him how to get the best blowjobs ever by either him sucking InuYasha�s cock (that was only after a long talk) or by having one of his many on-the-side lady friends suck him off as he explained. That was when InuYasha learned that the best blowing he could get could also suck start a leaf-blower.
He remembered that day well nearly over a year and a half ago when they had that long talk to get Miroku to do sexual acts with him. He had barged into Miroku�s office shutting the door and locking it threw himself down into one of the luxurious chairs and in his usual tact told Miroku he wanted him to suck him off. Of course the next few hours were spent in making the panicking Miroku understand it was as a sexual instruction and not as a relationship after the poor white-as-a-ghost man stammered out, �I like fucking women, InuYasha!! I love you, man,. . . but not like that!!!�
Miroku also didn�t know the reason behind to why InuYasha wanted to learn how to suck a cock and pleasure a man through his ass but agreed to it anyways. Even though he did try to pry it out of his best buddy, InuYasha remained lip-tight about it, Miroku teased InuYasha lightly about being confused but soon stopped that when InuYasha threatened to �confuse� Miroku with his fist.
So it was with Miroku that InuYasha learned how to control his gag reflex as he learned to suck, lick, nibble, tease and blow soft puffs of air upon a throbbing cock. Learned how to finger the sensitive skin surrounding the anus, learned how to tease the heavy sacs that contained delicate fruits with his dancing fingers, how to tongue these same fruits before sucking them one at a time into his mouth and lave with his long and strong talented tongue. Sometimes he would even cup Miroku�s testicles together with his hands holding them in place as he forced his tongue to push the skin-covered sac up and away from each one - fucking them fast or slow so they would be stroked firmly from two sides.
How to apply lubricants and use what had become known as �finger condoms�. He also learned how to swallow cum down and to suck more cum out of a cock that had just ejaculated. He learned how to properly insert his fingers into an ass and thrust while hitting the pleasure zone while fisting a cock. At those times, he would fit his body tightly against Miroku�s jerking body so his cock would be as close to Miroku�s as he jerked him off in effect stimulate his cock as well.
Then eventually Miroku helped InuYasha accept a rigidly hard cock into his body with the use of one of Miroku�s many realistic dildos he had supplied in his office for his patients. Miroku used the flesh coloured, too realistic dildo and fucked it in hard and fast into InuYasha�s lubed up ass as he fisted his cock in the doggie-position. They had never been more thankful Miroku�s office was sound-proofed as they grunted, panted, moaned and screamed out from the intense pleasures they inflected upon each other. Miroku feeling close to his climax rammed his fleshy dildo into InuYasha�s body harder and faster than previously. That resulted in InuYasha cumming so fucking hard he nearly ruined his clothes and Miroku�s carpet when he started painting streams of semen on the towel covered carpet and getting very close to the edges. Then the sessions progressed to InuYasha using the dildo on Miroku.
It took InuYasha about the same length of time to become very talented with pleasuring a man. Once Miroku after one of their more energetic and extended fucking sessions he told InuYasha he was now a �master� himself and had nothing more he could teach him. InuYasha left the office with a huge wicked smile on his face and the dildo in a nice sized box; after he had regained control of his body, for his breathing to go back to normal from the ragged panting gasps and for his limbs to stop feeling like they were made of rubber and could dress without falling over.
That part of InuYasha�s plans was completed. . .

So InuYasha gained himself quite a reputation for being �The Best Fuck in Town� (even if he didn�t fuck them with his impressive sized cock he still was pretty damn great), one that he was proud of.

However it didn�t even matter, he wasn�t really in for the reputation. . . he was after the one girl. And this one girl who tormented, teased and haunted his dreams and waking hours alike for three fucking years would be his and her undoing.

What made this one girl all the more desirable was the fact she wasn�t impressed by his deeds, by his reputation, by his very essence of sex. In fact, Kagome was dedicated to her scholastic studies (like he is) and appeared immune to his presence. She excelled in Fine Arts and would become a famous Artist in no time at all. And that appealed to InuYasha�s soul in ways other women hadn�t.
She accepted him as her teacher but had ways of making him feel like an equal. They would share quiet talks when she came in after school to work on her projects and he stayed so the room and its supplies could be at her disposal. When she disagreed with something, she wouldn�t hesitate to stand up for what she believed in. Sometimes that led to them having some pretty spectacular fights and he got so aroused seeing her face flush a deep pink-red with her temper that he could just imagine that same colour as she screamed his name to the stars as he pounded his cock into her wet pussy over and over again.
She was brilliant in Music and Theater Studies. She helped her classmates in other classes either in class or as a tutor. She also didn�t mind helping InuYasha with preparing for several class projects for the next day when he had need of it.
He knew she didn�t have a boyfriend and had only been out with a few guys, including Hojou. She didn�t mind talking to InuYasha about how immature she felt they were. That they only wanted sex and she wanted more. . . so much more. . .
He helped her out when one male, a pushy arrogant jock named Kouga, attempted to get more from Kagome when he had managed to corner her into a rarely used area one afternoon. She was terrified and trying to escape but Kouga only tightened his grip on her leaving painful bruises that latest for weeks. Thankfully, he had only gotten as far as leaving a slobber trail on her neck as his hand gripped her mouth shut tightly painfully twisting her face into an unnatural pose when InuYasha discovered them.
Thankful Kouga hadn�t discovered her terrible Secret. . .
Thanks to his years of defensive and sword training, he required very little force to rip the bastard off Kagome and pin him into a painful pose even as he pulled his cell phone out and called the police. Kouga made futile attempts to attack InuYasha but he was too weak of a fighter compared to the vast experiences of the older male who easily pinned him. However that didn�t stop his mouth from working as a slew of insults, threats, vulgar swearing and promises of pain to Kagome came out like verbal vomit.
That night Kouga was charged with attempted rape, sexual assault, aggravated assault and attempted sexual intercourse with a minor Kagome being 16 at the time and Kouga being 18. Kouga was immediately kick off his prized track team, lost his sponsorship contracts and grants as well as getting expelled from his last year of high school. Not only that he had a permanent restraining order placed on him ordering him to stay away from Kagome and whatever town/city she lived in - after he got out of jail that is.
And it wasn�t the school�s guidance counselor that she went to when she needed someone it was InuYasha.

And it has all come down to today. The day he had been waiting for patiently and at the same time impatiently for. The end of the school year. . .
�I�ve never felt this way for another girl, Kagome. Never. I am addicted to you. You bring a ray of sun to my day. Hope to my heart. I need you, baby. . .� he murmured softly heading towards the window to do what had become a pleasurable routine.
His pewter-grey eyes darkened and glittering as he watched her walk across the school�s grounds at precisely 7AM from the tinted windows of his private office at the back of his Art classroom. His cock hardening as she moved each step closer getting him a little more harder until it was as hard as a rock. He could see her tilt her face up as if to check the June summer sky and quite possibly that is what she was innocently doing but in his mind she was locking her eyes with his before she entered the building.
He slowly moved to the windowed door of his classroom to watch her head to her locker not less than ten feet from his classroom � her homeroom and classroom. Her issued school uniform fitting her in all the right places on her body. The short sleeves of the top baring her long creamy arms to his heated gaze. He watched as she seemed to look over her shoulder in his direction baring her long vulnerable neck as she stopped at her locker. The short pleated, full skirt, showing off her too long legs and supple thighs, that puffed up and gave him a clear view of her creamy soft and sweet ass cheeks and the T of her red satin lace thong panties as she quickly knelt down. InuYasha�s felt his throbbing cock go from rock hard to painfully straining against the zipper of his black leather biker pants in seconds as he imagined those very cheeks spreading before his hot and ready cock. That sweet pussy dripping and sopping wet for him and him alone. And he felt a burning rage within him blaze up at her teasing moves even as his hand went to his bulging crotch and started to firmly press and stroke. His other hand smoothing over his chest covered by a snug fitting sleeveless lyrca shirt of crimson red being careful to keep this hand out of sight of the window�s glass panes.
�You fucking little bitch. . . You fucking think you can tease me and not get away with it. . . You know I watch you and that�s why you fucking constantly tease me with your flesh. You know those fucking skirts lift up in the back when you kneel down that fast. . . You think you can try my patience with you. . . undermine my authority little girl. . . think I don�t see when you look in my direction checking to be sure I�m there watching you. . . but today you will find out differently, my sweet pure bitch. Today is the last day of classes. Today is when the final exams schedule is announced and the graduation dates are planned. Today is when I fucking stop being your Teacher. . . and I become your Master,� He snarled silently in his mind, the pewter of his eyes darkening to a raging storm grey colour.
Reaching in her locker, she got out her books for the days� lessons unconsciously moving graceful and seductive in her movements. Her three friends instantly plowing towards her like fat cattle coming for a milking, InuYasha could feel his cock soften up as they arrived making him breathe a quick sigh of relief. They had altered their uniforms slightly, they stayed within the rules but to show off more of their flesh. Flesh he had no desire to see and he was the reason for their touches. He wouldn�t have to go through his lessons with a hard-on that was noticeable in his black leather biker pants. He was happy when he got rid of them after the first week. Chatting away with her three friends �all of whom had pretty vapid ideas and notions. Watched as she again stammered out a reason why she didn�t want to date Hojou.
Watched as her so-called friends brow-beat her into yet another unwanted date because they ignorantly believed Kagome was in love with that weak, yellow-bellied coward. A coward indeed! InuYasha snorted when he recalled several times the boy had wet himself and ran from a screaming match that occurred on the school grounds that he happened to come across.
Hojou, that puny spineless jelly-fish, could never stroke Kagome to the fullest extent of sexual awareness. He could never make Kagome scream out at the height of pained pleasure or have her trembling and sobbing for him to end the torment her body was feeling as he kept her in a permanent state of hypersensitivity. His blundering stupidity would drive InuYasha nearly into rages that threaten to break out and ruin all that he had put into place. His nails digging deeply into the palms of his hands letting his heated blood trickle freely and drip to the ground. After today, Hojou wouldn�t dare come near his Kagome ever again if he knew what was good for him. . .

All the wicked ways he would break her in filled his fantasies between his classes and his nights. So bad sometimes that he sought out some of his co-workers just to suck him off so he could go through the next class. When he had his cock sucked for relief he made damn sure he didn�t make any noises beyond panting and gasping and the final loud grunt of his climax. . . he didn�t want anyone to know it was Kagome�s name he had tattooed on his tongue and soul.
Waiting for when she�d stopped being jail-bait and a threat to his career.
Waited for when he would take what is his.
Waited for when she would beg him to take her to the highest peaks of pleasure.
Waited to have her tied up in rough ropes for clothing.
Waited to see her self-maintained shell of protection crack and finally shatter into dust when he told her he knew her dirty secret.

Yes, her secret. . . if anyone else found out they would surely treat her like a diseased monstrosity, a sick freak, and he thought it was fucking delicious.
He couldn�t wait to taste her fully.
He wanted her on her knees and submissive to him and him alone.
Those cruel dreams at night in his dark bedroom brought him the biggest orgasms and the largest amounts of copious cum over his hands, legs and lower abdomen. He would pay her back for each and every one of them!

He loved it when in his classes she would watch him intently with those odd eyes of hers as he taught. One eye being a sapphire-blue and the other a smoky-quartz grey. Her long wavy ebony locks with the deep sapphire blue tints would be messily thrown into a bun on the top of her head, held in place by two pencils �one coloured, the colour depending upon her mood, the other a regular sketching pencil- and by one paint brush.
Her wet pink tongue tip poking out from between full pink painted lips as she completely absorbed herself in her work indicating her intense concentration. He wanted nothing more than to go over and clamp his teeth on that tongue and suck it into his mouth even as he delved deeply within her mouth with his own tongue.
Seeing that same pink tongue cupping and folding about his straining, weeping hard cock as he forced himself into her mouth slowly.
The first third of the class would be history and techniques with lots of notes and instructions before he turned his students loose to the more practical part of his classes. He would walk about the classroom (an excuse really, so he could get close to Kagome and drink in her scent of sakura and momo flowers) and occasionally stop to help this student or that student with a question or problem. Most of them were blatantly obvious attempts to have him touch them. But he would get hard when Kagome asked him for help. Yes, the innocent girl was asking for his help with a problem she would have not knowing he was already planning how he would really help her. . .
Usually, in his fantasy, on her knees before him with her tear-streaked face and begging. . .
He also watched her intently as she would bring a slender hand up to that one tendril of wavy black silk which would always slip free of its prison to twirl it slowly about her finger as they went over what she needed help with.

It had been a nearly unbearable three years that felt like to InuYasha Yamaguchi that he had a permanent hard-on whenever Kagome was within scenting, hearing or seeing distance. It was worse when he believed he could smell her perfume when her body screamed and begged for his cock and his cum filling her whenever she became fertile. And strangely enough the image of Kagome pregnant with his child, her stomach gently swelled with his offspring, didn�t turn him off like it did with other women he fooled around with it only served to make her more desirable than ever.

Yes, by the end of the school day today, everything would change. . .

To be continued. . .
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