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The Study Group	By : NinjaGamer Category: InuYasha AU/AR > General Views: 2405 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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oOOOo
Inuyasha stared at his unfinished model. It was a sad sight. The frame was still incomplete, missing its head and arms. His paints sat untouched on the far side of his work area. It normally took him no time at all to assemble it, yet this particular one was dragging out over weeks. School had kept him busy, but that wasn't the main reason. It's all because of her. Whenever he started working on it, he thought back to his alcohol hazed night. It's been two weeks. It's behind you. Just... carry on.
He needed some air. Leaving his room, he grabbed his coat. The autumn chill clawed at his exposed skin as he fumbled with the zipper. A brief debate on whether to return to his room for a hat and gloves was quickly dismissed. I won't be out too long.
Breath pluming out before him, he sniffed and looked up at the night sky. One thing he missed about his hometown was the night sky. The light pollution here made it so only the moon had any real presence in the sky. Fellow students roamed around the apartment he was staying in. It was right next to campus, and pretty much rented exclusively to students. He avoided the groups of people as he walked and casually watched the pairs move about. It was a Friday night, so it was busier than normal. A lot of couples roaming about tonight. He thought back to Kikyo's naked form and quickly tried to clear it. He didn't see much, but what he could remember…
I'm going to kill Miroku. Inuyasha still owed him a good punch for that disaster of a night. Seriously, what the hell? And he calls me weird. He shivered, burying his hands in his jacket pockets. He found himself in the middle of campus when he realized he was getting hungry. Instead of heading back to his apartment, he instead went to the little campus shop that was open all night. Buying a premade sub, chips, and energy drink, he took a seat in the empty seating area and opened his food. He was halfway through his sub when the door opened. Focusing on his food, he tuned out the newcomer and the employee talking. His isolation bubble was broken when he heard his name.
"Inuyasha?" He sat up, blinking in surprise. Turning, he looked behind him to find Kikyo – No, not her. The other one. Recognition flashed on her face as she grew more confident. "I thought it was you!" She quickly approached his table, standing beside him. Crap… What was her name again? "It's Kagome, from the study group?" she said softly, as if reading his thoughts.
"R-right. Yeah. Of course."
"Mind if I join you?" she asked, gesturing to the empty seat across from him. She was holding one of the boxed salads and a coke. He shrugged and looked down at his food. Taking that as permission, she took a seat and went about opening her salad and drink. After taking a drink, she looked over at him. "Everything been okay lately?" He nodded, not making eye contact. It was rude, he knew, but he couldn't look at Kagome without seeing her. His eyes managed a few fleeting glances up at her. Each time, he saw a smile on her face.
"Miroku's been telling you what time we've been meeting up right?" she continued politely. "It wasn't until after you left that I realized no one got your phone number." She took a bite of her salad, chewing while waiting for him to respond.
"Uh… No. I've uh… been busy," he responded. Even he realized he sounded lame. It was a blatant lie, one he hoped he managed to sell.
Her smile was beaming. "I completely understand." She took a deep breath, her shoulders rising and falling. "I've been swamped too. I went into engineering because I love math. These bullshit general classes are killing me." She wrinkled her nose in feign disgust. "History? Psychology? Bleh."
Inuyasha chuckled. He even managed to look her in the eye for a few moments.
She seemed to relax. "So you can laugh." He looked up, confused. "You seemed pretty… tense… at the meetup."
"Let me guess, Miroku told you I was a party animal."
Grinning, she took another drink out of her bottle. "Something like that."
"Typical. Wouldn't be the first thing he's lied about," he muttered.
"We didn't scare you off, did we? I know meeting so many people all at once can be overwhelming." Inuyasha almost laughed aloud. It wasn't the meeting that had him all worked up.
"I wouldn't say I was scared off…"
Kagome had an encouraging smile. "The next morning, I felt bad that I teased you so much about being a lightweight."
He frowned. "You did?"
"You don't remember?"
"Everything is a bit fuzzy after the second one…"
"Kikyo got you back to your place okay though, right?"
Inuyasha didn't respond right away. She doesn't know? She tilted her head in interest when the silence dragged out. He felt his face flush. "I uh… I didn't end up back at my place."
"Oh. Oh! I see." Her eyes grew knowingly and she smiled happily. "I told you she warms up after a few drinks. I'm glad." Inuyasha couldn't shake the heat in his face. It felt like his cheeks were on fire. Seeing his embarrassment, she tried to calm him down. "There's nothing to be ashamed about. That's one of the reasons why we have the group." He didn't respond, choosing instead of stuff the rest of his sub in his mouth.
Leaning forward, she propped her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her clasped hands. She gave him a long, studying look. "You were a virgin, weren't you?" Inuyasha nearly choked on his food, eyes widening as he struggled to clear his throat. She grinned. "I'm right, aren't I?"
Reaching over, Inuyasha washed his food down with the last of his drink. "What makes you say that?" he finally managed to choke out.
She sat back in her chair. "It's a little obvious, especially now that we've talked a bit. Nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone was at one point. Also makes a bit of sense," she added on, poking at her salad before taking another bite.
"Sense?"
She finished chewing before answering. "Why Kikyo was suddenly so adamant about her being the one to take you home." She shook her head. "I honestly should have known better. The woman isn't that altruistic."
"Umm…"
Kagome smiled. "She's a virgin eater."
"A… what?"
She giggled. "Sorry, that's just what we call her. She has a thing for virgin guys." She shrugged. "I don't know why, but if that's her thing…"
"I… see…" Inuyasha didn't know whether to feel relieved or violated. He was glad he wasn't the one who instigated it. At the same time, he was pissed that he didn't get a say in it. Unless I did… While things were a little clearer, that night was permanently deleted from his memory banks. Unless he asked the only other witness, it was unlikely he would ever find out what really happened.
Kagome suddenly didn't seem too happy. If anything, she looked a bit fearful. "But… you don't seem too happy about it."
He rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "I was beyond drunk. I have no idea what happened."
She shifted in place, eyeing him anxiously. "You uh… You're okay with it though… right?"
"If you're worried that I'll report it, don't be."
Kagome visibly relaxed. "I know it seems a bit shitty of me when you… Shit." She pressed a hand to her forehead, shaking her head. "I'm sorry Inuyasha. If I would have known—"
"Don't worry about it."
"No. It was a shitty thing for her to do. Most guys jump at the chance to—well..." She cleared her throat. An idea seemed to come to her because she was suddenly a rush of motion. Rummaging through her purse, she pulled out a scrap of paper and a pen. Jotting something down, she pushed the paper over to him. Reaching over, he picked it up and looked down at it. Scribbled over the paper was a phone number.
"What's this?" he asked stupidly, looking up at her.
"My phone number."
"I figured that out."
She smiled. "It's completely up to you. Text or call anytime. If I don't answer, it's probably because I'm sleeping or in class and I'll get back to you as soon as I can." Reaching over, she gave his hand a quick squeeze. "I don't want this to sour your impression of us. I truly think you would like hanging out with us." Her voice lowered a bit as she continued. "And I'd be more than happy to make up for Kikyo's behavior."
Before he could ask what that meant, she grabbed her things and headed for the door. Mind still reeling, he glanced back down at the slip of paper. The numbers were black and heavy against the bright white paper. Did she just offer to have sex with me?
He shook his head. Crazy ass people, he thought as he turned the paper sideways, fingers posed to rip it in half. Yet he stopped before the pressure reached the point of ripping the paper. Sighing, he slid the paper into his pocket. Gathering his trash, he threw it away before stopping to purchase another energy drink. Stepping back into the cold air, he looked back up at the sky. Shit. I must be crazy as well.
oOOOo
Kagome's breaths were coming so quickly, she thought she might hyperventilate. In the dim lighting, she could make out Miroku's face as he thrusted against her. A guttural groan escaped her lips as he pushed down on her legs, wedging himself just a little deeper into her each time.
He was breathing just as hard as she was as he quickly leapt away from her. Letting her legs fall to the bed, he all but ripped the condom from his erection just in time to spurt hot cum over her stomach. He beat at his member furiously, like he was wringing every little drop he could – groaning as he did so. Finally, he collapsed onto the bed beside her with a satisfied moan. His lips peeled back into a smile as he rolled his head to look at her.
Kagome didn't move much, a half-smile on her face as she enjoyed the post-sex euphoria. She hadn't cum that time, but since Miroku had spent a gratuitous amount of time with his face between her legs, she was apt to forgive him. What sucked was that she was going to need to take a shower before bed – and the bed needed changed before she was going to sleep in it. Should have gone over to his place.
"You are one hard lady to make cum," Miroku complained.
"You like the challenge," she said with a grin.
"Certainly worth the effort."
She rolled her head over to face him as well. "Speaking of which… I spoke to Inuyasha."
He perked up at that, his eyes opening. "Oh? When was this?"
"A few days ago."
Miroku sighed wistfully. "How is he doing? I haven't really spoken to him since the morning after he went to the meetup." He frowned. "I think he's avoiding me."
"Kikyo got to him."
"I know."
She was surprised. "You knew?"
"Of course. He didn't seem too happy about it though." He huffed. "I don't understand why. Kikyo is amazing." He grinned over at her. "Of course, nothing compared to you…" Kagome rolled her eyes and in the few moments of silence, Miroku shifted to his side, propping his head up. "Why? Interested in him?"
Kagome felt herself blush. "He seems nice is all."
She could tell Miroku didn't believe her. "Oh, he's certainly nice. I just think you have more… carnal… interests." He raised his eyebrows. "You just want another demon in bed."
"That… might have some truth to it," she said with a sly grin. She let it fall away. "But really. He seems genuine. Too bad he's so shy."
Miroku rubbed his nose as he rolled to stare up at the ceiling. "He had a bit of a rough childhood."
"Oh?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. Her curiosity suddenly peaked.
He shrugged. "We grew up in a small town, not like the nice, liberal, welcoming city we currently reside in." Kagome nodded. She understood what he was getting at. Even though this was a fairly liberal city, demons still had a hard time. Especially Kirara… She could already see where this story was heading. "His mom moved in with him when he was five or six. The town didn't… appreciate… her son coming with her. My Old Man was probably the only one in the entire town who didn't care about her son having a demon father."
Kagome narrowed her eyes. "She was pretty, wasn't she?"
"Smoking hot if you asked the Old Man." He shrugged. "So, yeah, he wanted to get some. But that doesn't mean he wasn't cool with Inuyasha being who he was and me hanging out with him. As such, I was the only friend he had. Whenever we went to school, bullies were always waiting for us. Other kids avoided us so…" He shrugged. "We kept to ourselves. Only I shed my weighty shell in high school. Inuyasha only hardened his." He tucked his hands behind his head. "I'll always have his back though. It's one of the reasons why I brought him to a meetup. I figured meeting new people would help."
"And getting laid?"
"An added bonus if it happened. It would do loads to his confidence if he realized college chicks like demons – even if he's only half." He pursed his lips. "Guess that all backfired though. Now I have to climb over that wall he's built or wait another month and bribe him with one of his stupid Distant Colony models."
Kagome blinked in surprise. "He watched Distant Colony?"
Miroku twisted his head to look at her. "You watched Distant Colony?"
"I… might have."
He shook his head. "I wouldn't mention that around Inuyasha then. He has an unnatural obsession with that series."
Kagome smiled, filing that bit of information away for a later time. At least next time I talk to him, there won't be any awkward silences. That he might not contact her never crossed her mind.
Leaning over, she gave Miroku a quick peck on the cheek. "Well, thanks for the temporary distraction, but I really have to get cleaned up and do some work before bed." Grabbing a tissue from the box, she quickly wiped up Miroku's mess on her stomach before getting out of bed. She tossed both the dirty tissue and used condom in the waste basket "I'm going to take a shower," she said over her shoulder as she moved towards the door. "I know you can see yourself out."
oOOOo
Staying awake had never been more of a challenge. Kagome's eyelids felt like they were magnetically attracted to one another. The harder she struggled, the more exhausted she became. The professor droned endlessly on and on about the first Demon War. She already knew all she ever needed to about it. Humans and demons fought. Humans technically won, but it was more of a tie. The second Demon War was when nearly all non-humanoid demons were wiped out. Those that remained fortified themselves inside what little territory remained. That was all hundreds of years ago. Sure, it shaped the current political landscape of today, but that had nothing to do with her. Today, true demons were too few in number to start anything and humans were simply too busy with their own problems to care about a few isolated demon countries. Besides, both sides were making tons of money trading to one another.
Her pocket vibrated, giving her a jolt of energy. Slowly, she slid her hand down and fished her phone out of her jean pocket. It was a bit of a tight fit, especially sitting, but she managed. Her eyes widened at the non-ID number. She scanned the message. Inuyasha?
Hello. This is Inuyasha.
Glancing up, the professor was pacing back and forth. His attention was more on the PowerPoint slides than the class. Besides, I'm like… one out of a hundred people. She flipped her phone sideways and tapped out a message.
Hey! Nice to hear from you! How are things?
While she waited for a response, she updated her contact information and added Inuyasha.
Okay.
She frowned. Really? This is all you give me to work with? She suppressed the urge to sigh.
Just okay? Classes going good? Suffering through a SUPER boring history class now.
Yeah. Classes are good.
She blinked, staring down at the small screen. That's it? Seriously? She waited a few more minutes and finally accepted that was all she was going to get. She wanted to stand up and scream and throw the phone – preferably at the professor. Taking a moment to calm down, she collected herself. I've had worse conversations… An idea popped into her head. With a sly smile, she tapped out her message.
I heard from Miroku you watched Distant Colony.
You know it?
She smiled. Funny how fast he responded to that.
Of course. It's a classic.
Holy crap. I can't believe I found someone else who likes the show!
We are having another get together tonight. If you come, we can talk about it. What do you say?
She looked up, watching the professor pace as she waited for his response. It suddenly dawned on her that she was going through a lot of effort for one person. Not just any person. A hanyo. She pulled her hair back over her shoulders and slouched in her seat. Miroku had been right the other day. Kagome enjoyed the company of demons more-so than other human women. The problem being most demon's didn't bother with 'lessor' human women. Kouga was one of the rare exceptions. I wonder what Inuyasha takes after… his father or mother. She hoped he had the stamina of a demon. God, they go forever… She felt her face flush at the thought and quickly pushed her impure thoughts away.
Still, Inuyasha's cute. And he seems sweet… Besides, even Miroku agreed he needs to get out and meet more people. She was just helping a friend help a friend. Her phone vibrated in her hand.
I suppose I have some free time tonight.
Great! Let me give you directions on where we're meeting.
oOOOo
Kikyo was rubbing her neck when Kagome slid into the chair across the table from her. The other girl looked up in surprise. "Oh," she said, resting her hand against the table. "What's up?"
"Not much," Kagome said, letting her bag slide to the ground beside her. "Keeping busy?" she asked nodding towards the stack of books.
Kikyo sneered at the pile. "Every day, I ask myself, 'Why? Why do I torture myself so?'"
Grinning, Kagome crossed her arms. "And what's the answer?"
"Money. Lots and lots of money." She sighed and rubbed her eyes before closing the book in front of her. "But I know you didn't come here to talk about o-chem stuff."
"Inuyasha's coming to the meetup tonight." Kikyo didn't seem too interested with the news.
"And?"
She leaned forward. "What exactly happened when you took him back to your place?"
Kikyo met her gaze. "You want the cliffs notes or the juicy details?" Kagome remained silent, just staring. Finally, Kikyo sighed. "Fine. Yes. I took him back to my room. I gave him a blowjob and had a fun little ride. He seemed into it… mostly. He grabbed my boobs a few times and gave them a nice squeeze."
Kagome just shook her head. "You do realize he was blackout drunk, right?"
Kikyo shrugged. "Everything seemed to be working just fine."
"Kikyo…"
She huffed. "Don't take that tone with me. I know you're just jealous because I got to him first."
"That's not—"
"That's it completely. Everyone knows you're a total demon-phile."
Kagome's face flushed. "I… That's beside the point!" She crossed her arms, trying to change the subject away from her. "You're the one always complaining about there being an unbalance in the group."
With a sigh, Kikyo pushed the book she had been reading away. "Fine. I'll be nice tonight. I already got what I wanted anyways," she added on under her breath. She met her eyes, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Aren't you going to ask for details? I know it's killing you."
Kagome was getting up, bending over to grab her bag from the floor. "I'm fine. Thanks."
"He's bigger than Kouga!" she called out after her, causing Kagome's face to redden. Fortunately, the area they were in was sparsely populated. Picking up her pace, she made a beeline for the door, happy to escape the curious stares that tracked her.
Bigger than Kouga? She gently bit her lower lip. Calm down Kagome… Just… don't think about it. She wished she could follow her own advice.
oOOOo
The meeting was in some backroom of a restaurant. It was a cozy little space that could hold everyone with a little room to spare. It still made Inuyasha a bit uncomfortable, so he sat at the end of the table closest to the door. He knew it must look like he was ready to bolt at the slightest provocation. It might have been true.
Why am I even here? He watched as alcohol was poured and passed around. The waitress had just brought another round and disappeared out of the room. Everyone was talking in their little groups. It seemed so natural and easygoing. For him, he felt skittish, heart racing as his struggled to keep his palms dry. His eyes fell on Kagome. She was at the far end opposite of him. She was talking animatedly to Sango – sharing some story he couldn't quite make out. Weren't you here to talk about Distant Stars? Like always, he was out of place. In front of him was a glass of water, the only one on the table. After last time, he wasn't going to touch the alcohol.
"You okay?" a voice asked as someone scooted closer. Looking over, he found Kirara scooting between him and Miroku. "You look a little…" He could tell she was trying to find the right word.
"Terrified?"
She smiled. "I was going to say out of place… but I guess that works too."
He took a deep breath, looking away. "I certainly feel that way."
"I was like that too at first," she said softly. She looked down at her hands. "I'm the first of my clan to leave the country in a thousand years. To see what humans have accomplished in that amount of time…" She trailed off, shaking her head in awe. "But it wasn't easy. Demons are…" She smiled sadly. "Well, you know."
He nodded. He knew all too well how mean humans could be. And that was to him. For the most part, he looked human. A simple hat and he could blend in. Kirara on the other hand...
She looked around the table at the others talking. "Sango was the first friend I ever had. She was the first person who truly didn't care I was a demon. She introduced me to the group." Her tails twitched happily behind her as she looked over at her friend. "And well… I guess I found my place here." Turning back to him, she gave him an encouraging smile. "I know you'll love it here too. You just have to give it a chance."
He rubbed the back of his neck, trying not to look as awkward as he felt. "I don't know. It seems like a nice group of people but…"
Behind her, her tail stiffened. "The sex?" He blushed and nodded. "Really, it's not that bad. You get used to it."
He managed to make eye contact. "So even you…?" He let his voice trail off. He imagined her blushing. She certainly acted like she was. "Sorry. That was rude of me."
Her ears quivered. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to questions. I have. It's a bit embarrassing, but I am rather… unique." She smiled. "People are just as curious as I am."
Inuyasha, red in the face, suddenly didn't realize what more to say. Kirara herself didn't seem to know how to continue so the two sat in awkward silence as she sipped her beer. She brushed some of her long hair back as she shifted shyly.
"So if you were interested, maybe we could—" She was interrupted by a shadow falling over him. He turned to look up at the woman towering above him.
"We need to talk," Kikyo said, gesturing her head towards the door. She turned and walked away, clearly expecting him to follow.
"S-sorry," he managed to say as he excused himself from the table. He barely registered Kagome watching him go. He closed the door behind him. He was alone with her in the hall. Turning, she faced him with her arms cross. Even more confusing was how she looked pissed. What the hell did I do? If anyone should be angry, it should be him.
"I'm only going to say this once," she started, voice firm. "I'm sorry." He raised his eyebrows. This was unexpected. "I guess it was a bit unfair that you were too drunk to enjoy it. If it makes you feel any better, you did pretty well for yourself being your first time. Better than most."
"Uh… thanks?" He scratched the back of his head, shifting uncomfortably. She nodded as if everything was settled. "But why me?" he asked as she reached for the door. "I thought you hated me."
"Hated?" she laughed. "Is that what you thought? No, I don't hate you Inuyasha." She moved back to her spot away from the door. "I just don't like emotional attachments. They complicate things and make a mess. I have my life mapped out. I know what I want, and what I need to do to get it. Getting emotionally invested in someone is the last thing I need." She stared at him. "As for why I did it. No real reason other than I was horny." She tilted her head slightly. "Not what you expected?"
"N-no. Not really."
There was a wisp of a grin. "I also figured you for a virgin. I'm rather partial to that. Something about your awkwardness… fumbling around as you try to figure things out." She had a full smile now, like relishing a fond memory. "And it's so cute when you finally cum. So full of embarrassment because you know it shouldn't be over already. Especially when they know I'm experienced. It mortifies them to know they failed so spectacularly."
"That's…" He had no idea what to say.
"I know." She reached out and rubbed his shoulder. There was nothing sexual about it. Rather, it was more supportive than anything. "Look, we're not a bad bunch. Strange, perhaps, but we all have big plans. What you see in there is just a bunch of young college students drinking and playing around. That's not who we are in the slightest. Outside, we bust our asses to be the absolute best we can be. We all have our different problems. This is our only time to let off steam. Without this, we'd all be shut-ins with no social life and depressed as all hell." She fixed him a look. It almost seemed like she was judging him. Like she knew that's what his life was. A life full of models and work.
"I understand."
The thin smile might even have been directed at him. "Good. For whatever reason, Kagome seems to be gung-ho about getting you into this group. So before you write us off completely, I suggest actually giving us a chance. Put yourself out there a bit. Talk. Doesn't matter what, we're polite people." There was a brief pause as if she was gauging how far to go. "Maybe take a girl back to your place tonight. Don't pussyfoot around it either. Just ask. You're new. I guarantee none of the others are going to pass up a chance to get to know you better." She nodded. "Even me. I know I'm the last person you'd ask considering… but even if you're not a virgin anymore doesn't mean I'm not interested. If anything…" She shook her head. "Anyways. Yeah. That's all I wanted to say."
Then she left him alone, rooted in the hall. If he was in an anime, he figured steam would be coming out of his ears. Did all that actually just happen? He managed to find himself back in the room. He wasn't even sure why he came back. I should just leave. I should… Yet he took his seat next to Kirara.
"Y-you okay?" she asked, a concerned look in her eyes.
He managed a shaky nod. "Yeah. I think I'm okay."
She smiled happily, but the conversation didn't move on beyond that. "Put yourself out there. Talk." Her words still echoed in his head. He looked across the table at her. Kikyo was sitting next to Hojo, completely oblivious to his stare.
Taking a deep breath, he glanced over at Kirara who was staring down at her drink. "So… I uh…" He floundered as she looked over at him, smiling encouragingly. Shit. What the hell do I talk about? The courage he had suddenly floundered as he realized how little he actually knew. Everything was about TV and models. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. I'm boring! So boring! "Have you ever heard of Distant Colony?" he managed to finish lamely.
To Kirara's credit, she managed to look genuinely interested as she shook her head. "No. What is it?" He doubted she was actually interested. After all, it was a fairly old anime.
Clearing his throat, he forced his voice to work. "Well, it's an old anime where…"
oOOOo
To his surprise, he spent most of his time talking to Hojo. Kirara had played the polite listener. Asking questions to show she was listening and paying attention. However, a tipsy Miroku interrupted them when he grabbed her breasts from behind. She slapped at his hands playfully and Inuyasha let Miroku steal her attention away. Hojo had been eavesdropping on them however and picked up where he had left off. Apparently, Hojo had an interest in science fiction.
"So you're saying it's a mix of hard science fiction, and giant robots?"
"Right."
"That… actually sounds pretty awesome."
"It's great. For an older anime, the animation is great. You could tell the animators really poured their spirit into it."
"There is something about those older shows," Hojo said, rubbing his chin. "There's a charm to them that is lost in today's CG."
"Right!"
A pair of arms wrapped around Hojo, breaking the conversation. Inuyasha followed them to find a very drunk Ayame, her cheeks a rosy red. "Nnnn," she moaned, hanging heavily against him. "Hojooooo," she breathed.
"Oh dear," he said, trying to turn his head to look at the woman hanging against him.
"I'm horny!" she slurred. "Let's go fuck." Inuyasha just managed to catch his jaw to prevent him from just staring stupidly with his mouth open.
"I'm in the middle of a conversation right now."
She puffed her cheeks out. "You promised me last time!"
Hojo looked across the table to Kouga who took a swig of beer. He held his hands up. "Hey pal, don't look at me. You did promise her."
She started tugging on his shirt. "Please! Please, please, please!" she cooed.
Hojo sighed, giving a what-can-you-do shrug to Inuyasha. "Distant Colony, right?" Inuyasha only managed a nod. "I'll check it out." He turned to Ayame. "Fine. Come along then," he said as he helped Ayame up. She seemed a bit unsteady on her feet.
Inuyasha looked around the room. Is this seriously okay? No one seemed to be paying the two any attention as they headed towards the door.
"Oh!" Kouga said, stopping the two. "Go ahead and just use our place. It's freezing and she's not wearing all that much. You're a bit far away."
"You sure that's okay?"
"I'll be crashing at Kikyo's place tonight. Ayame has a key."
Hojo nodded. "Thanks."
"Enjoy," Kouga said with a nonchalant wave before tipping back his beer bottle.
Suddenly, the entire mood of the room seemed to shift. Hojo and Ayame's departure had triggered something – like a dam finally breaching after years of holding back. There was a new scent in the air now. Faint and almost drowned out by the numerous other smells. Arousal. Lust. He felt his chest tighten as the fear and uncertainty rushed back over him. He had been so engrossed in his conversation with Kirara and Hojo that he had forgotten where he was. Now, everything that had been ignoring was rushing to the forefront.
"No. Not happening," Sango said, crossing her arms and pointing her chin up.
"Come on Sango," Miroku whined.
"I said no. What part of that don't you understand? I've said no every other time you've asked, and I'll continue to say no every time in the future."
"Dude, just give it up. It's not happening," Kouga said with a smile as he finished off his beer. "You're sounding pathetic now."
Miroku shot him a glare before turning back to Sango. "I don't understand. You did it with him," he said, giving Kouga an accusing point with his index finger.
"So?" she said, tilting her head. "He's a demon." She made it sound like that alone would be obvious enough to answer any questions.
"Seriously? You don't even like him!"
Kouga gave Sango a wolfish grin. "Oh, I wouldn't say that. She certainly seemed to like me well enough when she was—" She flipped him the bird but directed her attention to Miroku.
"Miroku, you can barely keep up with one of us." She looked over at Kirara who looked skittish. Her ears were flat against her head as her eyes darted from one side of the table to the other. "I'm not having a threesome with you two, so pick one. Me or her."
"This isn't fair!"
Kirara finally spoke, looking to Sango. "Maybe we could—"
"No," Sango said firmly, crossing her arms.
"But—" A glare from Sango cut her off as she shrank down in her seat. Instead, she looked at Miroku. Her eyes seemed to be pleading.
Sighing, Miroku ruffled his hair in frustration as he growled. "Damn it. Fine. I hope you freeze alone tonight," he said grabbing Kirara's hand and pulling her towards the door. The rough treatment aside, her tails were swishing… happily? She certainly seemed happy as she was led out the door.
Kouga patted his stomach. "I believe that is our queue to leave," he said, looking over at Kikyo.
"I suppose it is," she said, collecting her things. She spared a glance over at Inuyasha, as if daring him to say something. When he remained quiet, her attention turned to other things.
"Mind if I join you two tonight?" Sango asked as she collected her things. "I seem to be getting the cold shoulder tonight."
Kouga grinned as he pulled on his coat. "I thought you couldn't stand me."
"That hasn't changed, but Kikyo's cool." She grinned. "Besides, it'll piss Miroku off when he finds out."
He looked over to Kikyo. "I'm fine with whatever."
She managed a terse smile. "Well I wasn't planning on sharing tonight, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to be able to walk straight tomorrow."
Kouga shrugged. "I guess that settles it." He rubbed his nose as he let the two girls lead. "We'll have to stop by the store on the way back. I'm out of condoms."
"I have some at home," Kikyo said as they opened the door.
"I know, but we're right here and I'll need them for later so—" His voice cut out as the door closed behind him.
Suddenly, Inuyasha became acutely aware that he was alone with Kagome. She was still in her corner collecting her things. He felt his throat tighten as she moved seats to sit across from him. She smiled warmly. "I'm sorry if I seemed distant tonight. I know I invited you, but I saw you were having such a lively discussion down here that I didn't want to interrupt."
"N-no. That's okay."
She looked briefly at the door. "I know it must be a bit uncomfortable for you. You were quite drunk when we separated last time you hung out with us."
"Umm… Is it like this every time?" he asked, managing to look up from the table.
"You meant the pairing up? Yeah, usually. Not who pairs up, but… yeah. It usually ends like this." He looked from side to side, as if expecting to see someone else. Nope. We are still alone. His eyes raised to find her looking at him. The silence stretched until her eyes suddenly widened. "Oh! That doesn't mean we—We don't have to. Unless you wanted to…"
"No! No. Definitely not," he said with a nervous chuckle, waving his hands in front of him. Disappointment flashed across her face, but was quickly replaced by that lovely smile of hers. She's always smiling… "Not that I don't want to… I mean—you're beautiful and—" He clamped his mouth shut. He knew he was only making matters worse by talking.
She giggled, brushing her hair back. "You're cute when you get flustered." He could feel his face burn. Her eyes met his. "So… Miroku mentioned something about Distant Colony models." Ashamed, he nodded. "That's awesome! I haven't actually seen any before."
"R-really?" She nodded excitedly. "They are the Elite versions – those are the best you can get."
"Do you mind if I see them?"
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Kagome paid for the entire group with a swipe of a card. She was used to it by now. It was pricy, but money was never a problem. She had felt a little bad at first knowing she was spending her grandfather's money, but he always waved it aside and told her to spend as much as she wanted claiming he had more money than he could spend in multiple lives. He only had two grandchildren and he was going to spoil them rotten. I doubt he would be so forthcoming with his money if he knew what I was spending it on.
She glanced over at Inuyasha as she signed the bill. He had offered to pay for his own, but she shooed him away from the cashier. Her eyes fell on his ears, which were twitching nervously. So cute! She chastised herself, forcing herself to be calm. Calm down Kagome. Don't get carried away. Inuyasha wasn't what she was used to in a demon. Kouga was already a rare breed. Arrogant and cocky yes, but not enough that he refused to be seen associating with 'lessor' humans. Inuyasha was downright timid. While cute, it was a little… disappointing. She was used to the commanding aura demons gave off. It was unlike anything she had experienced. She relished it. Kagome had only ever been with two demons in her life – one being a simple one night stand. Still, it was more than enough to hook her. Sure, she enjoyed her experiences with Hojo, Miroku, and a few other humans, but there was something… primal… about being with a demon that resonated in her that no human could replicate.
They walked in silence, her breath leaving white clouds in front of her as she pulled her coat tighter. She found herself stealing glances at Inuyasha as they wondered through campus towards a destination only he knew. I can't believe someone as good looking as him locks himself away in his room. He was definitely her type. The long hair was normal for a demon and it suited him. His eyes though… They were truly a sight to behold. She loved the way his eyes shyly followed her. I wonder what he's like in bed. He would be her first hanyo. They were incredibly rare for various reasons from conception issues to simple bias from both sides. Kagome had no idea why women were so afraid of demons. They were incredible lovers with near endless stamina. Her times with Kouga always left her completely exhausted to the point of passing out. Even with both working together, Sango and Kikyo were in for a long night. Still, there was a question about which side of the family he took more after, his demon father or human mother. If everything goes well, I'll find out shortly. A few more steps and an important thought crossed her mind. Do I have condoms? She pressed her lips tightly, resisting the urge to dig through her purse. She usually carried a few around with her since she never knew when she would need one. I highly doubt Inuyasha has any. Rubbing her hands together, she breathed some hot air into them. Oh well. I'll cross that bridge when we get to it. She wasn't too worried. The first demon she had been with hadn't used any – and they are super stringent on bloodlines. If there was even a chance that she could get pregnant, no matter how small, he wouldn't have slept with her.
Inuyasha led her across the street to a small apartment building. "Wow, you live here?" she asked, eyeing the building warily. The place was in a great location, but it was a dump. Only after she said it did she realize how condescending she sounded. "It's really close to campus," she added quickly, hoping to cover up her initial statement.
He shrugged. "I know it's not much, but it's close."
She smiled at him, but quickly let it drop when he turned away and headed up the stairs. She glanced around, anxious. This place has the vibe that I shouldn't be alone… Inuyasha was here with her now so it wasn't a problem, but if things didn't go as planned and she had to head home at night. Well… I guess that means I better spend the night.
On the third floor, he walked a few doors down and pulled out his keys. Fiddling with the lock, he opened the door. She was about to follow him in when he paused, blocking her path. He turned around to face her, face red.
"Uh… Can I have a few minutes?"
"Hiding your porn stash?" she teased with a grin.
"That's all on the computer so…"
"…"
"R-right… Just… five minutes." Stepping back, she let him close the door. Grinning, she put her hands in her pockets as she leaned against the railing. He's so adorable when he gets flustered. Even better, it was so easy to get him rattled. It was like he was asking to get teased.
Now that she was alone, she opened her purse and rummaged around. Oh, phew, she thought, pulling the condom wrapper from her purse. She made a mental note to put more in when she got back. She stuffed the package into her rear pocket and went back to looking nonchalant as she waited for him to clean up. Her mind wandered, trying to imagine what it would be like. Kikyo said he was bigger than Kouga. That certainly would make things interesting, because he was the second largest of the bunch. Hojo, of all people, held the gold while poor Miroku came up with bronze.
The longer Inuyasha took, the more anxious she got. As great as the three were, the group desperately needed a few more guys in it. While the girls had been clamoring for some new additions, the guys were dragging their feet on the vetting process for obvious reasons. They wanted to monopolize the fact that they were outnumbered. Fortunately, Miroku was more reasonable and put Inuyasha's name forward as a potential candidate. He gave them pictures and a brief description of his personality. The girls then discussed it and put it to a vote. Kikyo was immediately for it. She probably knew right then that he was a virgin. She had an uncanny ability to find them. Kagome was close behind. Even if Inuyasha's wasn't a hanyo, he was definitely her type. Ayame voted for it, but wasn't too concerned either way. Sango was a bit of a challenge. She claimed Inuyasha's lack of confidence would cause him to either wash out early or not perform well enough in bed to make incorporating him worth it. Without Sango's support, Kirara wasn't going to support it since the two were inseparable. Only after Kikyo and Kagome wore her down did she finally agree.
And yet she was almost right. It was only by sheer luck that she ran into him in that store. Now, it was up to her. She needed to tread carefully if things were going to work out. Her thoughts drifted back to Miroku when he told her a little about his past. Already, Inuyasha was different than any other guy in the group. She genuinely wanted to help him. Her brief interactions with him were nothing but positive. While she didn't know him all that well, she trusted Miroku's thought that more action with the ladies would boost his confidence. Already, she knew that regardless of how he turned out in bed, she would be having a few 'orgasms.' She figured it wouldn't hurt too much. He didn't seem like the type of guy to let that go to his head. At the very least, it might make him more comfortable and willing to participate with the other girls.
The door opened and she spun around. "Sorry for the wait," he said, quickly gesturing for her to enter. She smiled and stepped inside.
"No worries. I asked to come over."
"So uh…" He rubbed his hands. "I can take your coat for you."
Slipping out of it, she handed it to him. "Thank you."
"Sure," he said hanging it up. "Right then. This way." She placed her purse on the floor under her coat and followed him.
The apartment was tiny. After the brief hall, there was a kitchen to the left which opened to the living room. Another hall to the right led to a bathroom and bedroom. The entire place was claustrophobic compared to the house she rented. It was made even more cramped by the massive collection of models arranged carefully on shelves and bookcases. The amount of them were staggering. It wasn't just Distant Colony models, but real airplanes, ships, rockets, as well as models from other TV shows and models.
"Wow," she breathed, looking around. The amount of detail in each one was staggering. The amount of work he put into them… It was also a little sad knowing he had been cooped up in here to make them.
"The Distant Colony ones are in here," he said, leading her towards the bedroom.
Awesome, she thought, following him. She touched the pocket with the condom in it, making sure it was still there.
"Valiant, Cross Trigger, Gallant… Is that Brave?" she asked, nodding towards the unfinished one at the desk.
Inuyasha seemed surprised. "You know them." It was a statement, not a question. She grinned.
"What? You think I was lying?"
He blushed, looking away. "I… Maybe a little."
She used the excuse of examining the unfinished model to brush against him. She pretended not to notice, studying his reaction more than the model. "You painted all of these?" she asked, still bent over.
"Y-yeah."
"Wow. That's some dedication."
"It's really not that bad once you get the hang of it." He cleared his throat as she straightened. Kagome noticed that he was trapped between the bed, desk, and her. "So uh…" he started, failing miserably to look calm with her so close to him. "What is your favorite one? Machine that is, not model since I don't have all of them yet—"
"Inuyasha?" she asked softly, stopping him short.
"Yeah?" he asked, shifting uncomfortably as she gazed up at him.
"While I'm impressed, you do know I didn't come over for the models, right?"
"You…" He blinked rapidly in confusion. "But… You said…"
Reaching up, she pressed her hands against his cheeks and held him in place as she stood on her tiptoes. Tilting her head slightly, she pressed her lips against his. It was like his entire body locked up. He didn't respond to her kiss, but that didn't stop her from doing her best. Slowly, she lowered herself down. A thin line of spit connected them briefly as they separated. Rolling her lips inward, she gently bit down on them as she timidly looked up at him, her hands falling away. Please be okay… please be okay… please be okay…
"I… uh… okay… wow," he managed to spit out. He was a machine trying to comprehend what just happened, the wheels in his mind churning slowly from the surprise. After a few seconds, he seemed to pull himself together enough to get out a coherent thought. "That was unexpected."
"Was it? I wasn't trying to hide my intentions."
He took a deep breath. "Kagome, you are a fantastic, beautiful woman—"
"But," she muttered.
"—But we barely know each other," he continued.
"Which is exactly why we should get to know each other better." He didn't offer much resistance as she pushed him back. His butt hit the bed as he looked up at her, wide-eyed as she quickly pulled her shirt over her head. His mouth was open as she unhooked her bra and slipped out of that as well. She stood between his spread legs, hands low to give him an unobstructed view of her exposed chest. This was uncharacteristically bold for her. It wasn't often, but there were times when she had been rejected. Normally, this would have been added to that short list of failures. I'm so close… she thought, looking down at Inuyasha. She had no idea why she was so compelled to make this happen. She knew he was on the fence now, still leaning towards 'no' but interest enough to not outright say it.
Transfixed by her breasts, he didn't say anything when she got to her knees and undid his pants. He was breathing hard as she stroked him to life, eyes watching with widening interest as it grew in her hands. I guess Hojo is taking home the silver now. Inuyasha wasn't massive, but he was above average. Certainly thicker than any of the other guys. She licked her lips, burning the image of his manhood into her mind. Above her, she could hear him breathing hard as her fingers gently stroked his shaft. Definitely the second largest one I've seen. First place would probably never be beat – and a good thing too. That demon had almost been too big.
He jerked as she took him into her mouth. It was difficult since she had to open wider than she was used to. Still, she did the best she could to get all of it in there. She gagged a few times, forcing her to stop and get her coughing under control before she gave up and just focused on the tip. She didn't need to wait long before he grunted out a warning. Thick cum shot against her throat as she clamped her lips against the tip. She had plenty of experience with Kouga to handle the larger than normal load as she quickly swallowed everything he gave her. Her eyes stared up at him, enjoying the almost pained expression as he came.
When it was over, she sucked on him a bit to clean him off before sliding him out of her mouth. He was looking down at her as she smiled, licking her lips. It was bitter, but not nearly as bad as it could have been.
"That was…" he gasped, shaking his head.
She smiled. "Great? Amazing? Fantastic? Mind-blowing?" she offered, before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"All of the above. But you didn't have to… isn't it disgusting?"
Shrugging, she noticed his erection hadn't gone away. He was still at full attention. Most definitely a good sign. "I'm used to it."
"Right…" She tilted her head slightly. He seemed a bit bummed by her answer. Usually guys were ecstatic when she swallowed…
She got to her feet, his eyes following her. In a few quick moments, she had undone her jeans and was working her way out of them.
"Kagome?"
"Hmm?" she asked, not looking up as she kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her pants.
"I don't know—"
"I know it's only your second time," she said, calmly stepping out of her panties. "Don't worry about it." She paused standing straight up so he had full view of her nude body. "Unless you want to stop here?" He shook his head, eyes running over her body. She smiled. "Good. I didn't want to either." She bent down to fish the condom out of her pants pockets. Inuyasha finally seemed to be committed as she finished pulling down his pants and pulled his shirt off. She paused for a moment to admire his build. It was not what she expected.
"You work out?" she asked, admiring the framed muscles. It wasn't super obvious, but there was definitely tone.
"No, why?"
She blinked. "No reason…"
Opening the condom, she tossed the wrapper onto the floor and crawled over him. He planted himself back against the bed. This is a really small bed… It was perfectly fine for a single person, but two people? We'll get to that later… Right now, she had much more important things to deal with.
Her eyes moved up to his. He was looking between her and his lower body. "If you don't mind… I'll take the lead."
"S-sure."
She smiled and gave him a kiss on the forehead. She would rather kiss him on the lips, but a lot of guys got pissed if she did that right after a blowjob. Because it's okay for me to taste the crap. She pushed the unpleasant thoughts from her head and focused on the now. Rolling the condom into place, she let him get into a comfortable position then—
"Don't you—" he started, causing her to freeze. She looked up at him, his cock warm in her hand.
"What?"
"Don't you… you know? Foreplay?"
She smiled down at him. "Aww."
He reddened. "What?"
"That's sweet." He didn't like that, his face forming a frown. "Don't misunderstand. Not many guys really care about whether I'm ready or not." She smiled. "But don't worry. I'm plenty wet enough. The anticipation of this…" She let her voice trail off as she lowered herself down on him. A satisfied coo left her lips as she tipped her head back. Eyes closed, she let the pleasure wash over her as she stretched to accommodate him. "Oh wow," she gasped, rocking back and forth slightly. "Oh my… Wow."
Below her, Inuyasha gasped as he stared wide eyed up at her. She grinned, moving up and down. "Much better when you're sober, yeah?"
"Holy shit," he gasped. "Oh God."
She laughed, increasing her pace a bit. "Yeah." Her breathing was picking up. "Oh God indeed." They fell silent minus their grunts and groans. Kagome tilted her head back and shook her hair, quickly pulling it back over her shoulders. Leaning forward, she planted her hands against his firm chest and really picked up the pace. Her moans were high pitched as she pressed her lips tightly together. She felt great. Better than great.
"Fuck! I'm cumming!"
Her eyes snapped open. "Wait, what? Already?" She had given him a blowjob specifically to avoid this sort of thing. They had been at it for less than a minute and…
By his gasps for air and tightly screwed eyes, she knew it was over. She slowed to a stop, settling back on him. Biting her lower lip, she waited for him to calm down. He slumped back against the bed, a thin sheen of sweat on his skin as he took ragged breaths. She sniffed, rubbing her nose before lifting herself off him. That was… disappointing. She hadn't even had time to fake an orgasm. She already regretted what she said in the heat of the moment. Here I was supposed to boost his confidence… She forced a smile.
"That was—"
"Don't lie."
She hesitated for half a second, correcting herself. "Short." He didn't look at her. "But don't worry. I mean, technically you could consider this your first time so… I mean. Most guys don't last too long their first time and…" As she spoke, she realized that his erection wasn't going away. "You're still hard."
He lifted his head to look. "So I am. That's… odd." The pink condom glistened in the light as it stood away from his body. It was starting to leak at the base too, so she moved over and removed it. Once more, she was surprised by how much was there.
"You mean this isn't normal?"
He shook his head. "This… doesn't normally happen, no. Not that I—"
She waved her hand at him. "Yeah, yeah. I know guys masturbate. Girls do too." Her attention wasn't on him though – or rather his face. Sure enough, it was still there ready to go. And of course… no condoms, she said, eyeing the one she was holding. She turned to look at him. He looked up at her. "You wouldn't happen to have any more condoms, would you?" she asked as she held up the used one. He shook his head. "Figures."
She gnawed on her lower lip as she carefully dropped the condom into a nearby waste basket near Inuyasha's head. She paused in this position, Inuyasha looking up at her chest as she looked down at him. Slowly, she settled back onto her legs. Making no effort to cover herself, she noticed his eyes were drawn to the smooth skin between her legs.
"I don't want you to get the wrong idea," she started, causing his eyes to move up to hers. "I don't normally do this, but…" Her eyes moved to his erection. "If you promise to pull out…" He looked surprised at what she was suggesting. She shoved her finger in his face. "You absolutely have to pull out, yeah? I know it's not 100% but…" She looked back at his lower portion and pushed a hand through her bangs, releasing a long breath. "Fuck me," she breathed longingly.
oOOOo
Inuyasha wasn't sure what had come over him. This wasn't him. He wasn't even supposed be in this situation. He was just supposed to show her the models, talk a bit, and then send her off – no, walk her home. Idiot, you knew full well this was what she was going for. Maybe he had been hoping for it too. Kagome was gorgeous after all. Gorgeous, but you know nothing about her. Yet here you are… He had been terrified the first time. He knew it was short. The disappointment on Kagome's face was painfully obvious, yet that disappointment had turned into curiosity. Now, it was like Kagome had transformed into a completely different person. That calm, warm, almost motherly aura she radiated was gone. Passion and lust drove her now. He was lasting much longer now. Her… he had no idea.
For the most part, he went with her direction as she twisted them into different positions. She would be riding him one moment, then she was on her back, then on all fours, then she would get close, sitting on him with her legs and arms wrapped around him while he sat up. He liked that position the best since he could watch all the details of her face while she…
She was filthy though. Hell, he was too. While it was nowhere near the amount his first few times, each time he came was still a sizable amount and it was starting to build up on her. As they swapped positions, it would smear over the bed, her skin, his skin. It was a mess he was ill prepared to deal with. He felt gross, but was unwilling to suggest stopping to clean up. Every "break" he managed to get was nothing but a short minute or so when he came. Kagome would hop off him or he would pull out. She would wait until he finished, catching her breath. Then, she would go right back to it. She was completely insatiable. Her zeal was addicting. He found himself matching her, thrusting into her with everything he had. It seemed like she had no interest in anything slower or more moderate.
And the smell. Even without his sensitive nose, the room reeked of sweat and sex. But there was something weird about it. Kagome had always smelled nice. Her actual smell, not the mixture of deodorant, perfume, shampoos, and soaps she used. As the night pressed on, her scent started to change. Yes, there was arousal and lust, but her normal scent began to blend with his own. Gross as it was, he knew it was because she was smearing his seamen over herself. Yet it was weirdly erotic to him. Like he was claiming her. Shit Inuyasha. You're not a dog and she's a person. An incredibly sexy, horny, and… flexible… woman.
The end came as suddenly as the onslaught. Kagome lay top him, her back against his chest. She had been riding him facing away when she just leaned squealed loudly, fell back, and promptly went to sleep. It was so sudden, he froze up, not sure how to handle this unexpectedly sleeping woman. Her arousal quickly faded as her breathing slowed. With it, his erection finally faded. He let out an exhausted breath, the fatigue of nearly non-stop exertion catching up to him.
Carefully, he managed to slide out from under her. The bedding was filthy, but it was better than nothing. He covered her up, taking a moment to admire her sleeping face. He blushed, scratching at his cheek. Is this really the same woman? He backed away from his bed, scratching his head. He would have to burn those sheets later – or wash them.
He glanced at the clock. Four AM! That would mean… Four hours? That's not normal, is it? No way that's normal. Shit… what's wrong with me?
Suppressing a yawn, he shook his head. Whatever it was, it could wait until morning. Right now, he needed to shower.
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A/N: Still trying to figure out how to navigate this site. The UI is super user unfriendly.
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