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Test Drive	By : kougaslover Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 31185 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hello everyone, welcome to chapter three. I hope you all enjoy, please read and review!
~~~~~~Test Drive~~~~~~
“Oh, fuck, oh hell no!” Kagome mumbled as she sat up, turning from the door as her face flushed an angry red with her unending embarrassment. Grasping for a blanket that rested across the top of the couch, she pulled it over her bare shoulders, head dropping as she realized that both vibrators were still running, doubtlessly audible to her hanyou friend’s full demon brother.
“Shit Kagome I’m so sorry I didn’t even think to tell you I was bringing company.” Inuyasha rushed in, stunned speechless for several seconds at the sight of his alluring human companion and the fact that she was presenting herself in such a manner, albeit accidentally, to his sibling.
“Oh damn it, this is so embarrassing. I seriously didn’t know you were going to be here.”
“Please my dear, relax. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about, wow, Inuyasha you never told me your brother was insane.”
“Do settle down ningen. You were preparing yourself for your alpha, for my baby brother. That is highly respected in inu youkai, prized, and there is no denying you make for a truly beautiful sight.”
“Thanks, I guess.”
“Please, sit back down, there is something Inuyasha and I need to discuss with you.”
“Give me a minute to get dressed, I’ll be right there.”
“No need, please, stay. I quite enjoy seeing my otouto’s woman in such an alluring state. ” Sesshomaru slipped the blanket from her shoulders, dropping Kagome’s arms to her sides, before sitting down in the old, comfortable love seat that sat to the side of the couch. Sesshomaru noticed that the vibrator in her dripping womanhood was controlled by remote, said remote sitting next to her on the couch. Leaning over, he snatched it before she could stop him and relaxed back into the loveseat, turning the vibration up a notch or two.
“Damn dog demons.” Kagome felt the uptick of vibrations in her core, and glared at Inuyasha’s sibling as his oh so perfect lips cracked upwards in a slight smile. The smug bastard continued to eye her a minute as Kagome shifted on her spot on the couch, favoring the slender yet still intrusive plug in her rear.
“We merely appreciate beauty when we see it. Now, I have an important bit of consulting work I require Inuyasha to assist me with, and it will require him to travel with me for a while, mostly outside the country.”
“Ugh, that’s fine and all give me a minute to go get dressed and we can talk about this.”
“No need, please. Now, I will likely require my baby brother, who should begin packing by the way, for several months’ time. Due to the nature of the consulting work, and our locations, he may not be able to contact you often, at least not reliably so. But, I will make sure he gets in touch from time to time, and he will be suitably financially compensated for his time.”
“Wait, packing, you guys are leaving now?” Kagome attempted to stand again, but the vibrator being raised another notch by Sesshomaru kept her on the couch, glaring at him.
“Indeed, I have some pressing business that cannot be delayed, and I require my brother’s help with it. I apologize for showing up so unexpectedly, and with such a narrow timeframe, but it could not be helped.”
“Ugh, alright I guess. What do you think of this Inuyasha?” Kagome called out to her roommate, who had escaped to the bedroom, grabbing an overnight bag and throwing a couple changes of clothing into it.
“It sounds pretty good, I mean, I hate to be away from you, but it sounds financially rewarding enough for the work involved.”
“I…I guess so, alright sure, now give me a minute please.” Kagome stood and all but ran for their bedroom, glaring daggers at her friend, who was currently fishing out his passport from the nightstand.
~~~~~~Two Hours Later~~~~~~
Inuyasha relaxed into his seat as he heard the props start to turn up. The gentle swell of acceleration caressed him as the Airbus picked up speed, Inuyasha relaxing into the soft leather seat as the massive turbines spooled up to full thrust.
Soon enough, the nose of the massive A380 jet tipped up and the aluminum skinned monstrosity rose gracefully into the sky. The climb took a few minutes, and after a fairly steep bank to turn them in the right direction, the ultra-luxurious jet leveled out, cruising towards Nice, France.
“Champagne, gentlemen?”
“That would be excellent, thank you.” The two inu gladly accepted a couple of flutes of champagne from the stewardess, relaxing into their seats as the Airbus headed for the Cote d’Azur airport in France.
“I still cannot believe that happened.” Inuyasha mused as the events just a couple hours prior replayed through his head. He wasn’t sure which amazed him more, Sesshomaru seeing his friend nude and pleasuring herself, or Kagome actually agreeing to his taking off on business out of the blue.
“It was lucky in a way, certainly made your ningen more agreeable.” Sesshomaru quipped before tipping the flute back, sipping at the crisp champagne. It had been an advantage, catching his brother’s partner in such a state had caught her off guard, and quick to agree with his plans in order to get out of the situation.
“I should be angry at you for that you know.” Inuyasha scowled lightly, sipping at his own champagne.
“For what, other than unintentionally cock blocking you, for which I do apologize.” Inuyasha nearly choked at that, not realizing “cock blocking” was even in his proper, eloquent, reserved older brother’s vocabulary.
“Well…you did humiliate my best friend, and proceeded to put her on the spot and eye her up.”
“As well I should, as your aniki, which you know very well. And I must say she is certainly a very attractive ningen, as I was keen to point out to her. I fail to see what she had to be embarrassed about.”
“Oh whatever. You know, not that the accommodations aren’t very, very nice; but I have to say I’m a bit surprised you don’t have your own jet by now.” Inuyasha prodded lightly, accepting a refill from the stewardess as she came by again.
“Oh I do otouto, quite a few aircraft in fact. My personal jet is due for routine inspection, flying it to get you and turn round would have over-clocked it. The company jet I had sent to shuttle a few of my future business partners.” Language Inuyasha immediately recognized to actually mean business subordinates.
“The other aircraft I own are either unsuitable for non-stop intercontinental travel or are far less opulent than simply calling Air France for two first class tickets.”
“Fair enough.” Inuyasha laughed, sipping at his champagne once more as he reclined the luxurious seat back, the soft thrum of the engines lulling him into a relaxed, lethargic mood.
~~~~~~Nice, France~~~~~~
Inuyasha yawned lightly, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he followed Sesshomaru out the arrival terminal of the Cote d’Azur airport. They’d flown out of U.S. Eastern time at around eight, and after an eight hour flight and the six hour jump forward to Central European they were walking out to a beautiful, sunny morning.
“Here we are.” The dog demon walked towards a suit clad ningen, standing beside his gray and black Rolls Royce Phantom. The driver opened the door for him, and Sesshomaru ushered his sibling inside before walking round and slipping into the other rear seat himself. As the driver placed himself behind the wood inlaid wheel, Sesshomaru opened the in car refrigerator, withdrawing a bottle of champagne, tipping open the drinks cabinet above it and retrieving two glasses.
“Well, don’t you just know how to knock a girl off her feet.” Inuyasha cracked as he was handed a glass of excellent vintage champagne, their glasses meeting a soft clink before they were both tipped back.
“It must be said you are certainly cleverer than you look little brother, thankfully. Now, it is roughly ten a.m. we are less than fifteen miles from Monaco, and I know of a great restaurant right on the waterfront. Any objections to catching breakfast?”
“Sounds good to me.”
Sesshomaru informed his driver of their destination and relaxed back into the seat as they pulled out of the airport and headed from Nice into Monaco. It was a fairly short ride to get to Monte Carlo itself, and a rather nice one at that. The highway was smooth and gradually meandering, littered with numerous beautiful tunnels to boot. The Rolls was a great compliment to it as well; the big Phantom just glided along almost soundlessly, whisper quiet complementing flawless leather and soft wool carpets.
“Wow, I have to say this is a legitimately great car. I mean, with BMW owning them I kind of figured these were just a hopped up 7-series underneath but this is impressive.”
“Indeed, they are a proper Rolls-Royce are they not? It is incredibly comfortable, quiet, steeped in luxurious materials and built with that traditional excruciating attention to detail. While I do prefer very hard core, stripped out vehicles for proper driving, this is incredibly accommodating when it comes to being transported from one location to another.”
Inuyasha nodded in agreement as the Phantom glided into the Tunnel de Monaco, rolling along through the underground structure. As the overhead lights flashed by, the big Roller flew through the tunnel, quickly eating up the miles from Nice to Monaco.
“Tons of rear leg room too, staggering really."
“True, especially with the lambs wool carpets it is a very nice spot for someone to kneel.”
Inuyasha nearly choked on his champagne at that, Sesshomaru’s driver chuckling quietly to himself at the comment. Sesshomaru merely smiled and sipped at his own glass, watching the city roll by as the driver pulled off the highway and into the city proper. The driver threaded the big sedan through Monaco’s streets, quickly reaching the waterfront.
Pulling up to a café directly overlooking the harbor, the marina sheltering a variety of super yachts, speed boats, sail boats and various other pleasure craft. Getting out, Inuyasha looked at the road running along the harbor, a sense of déjà vu overwhelming him though he hadn’t been to Monaco. He realized what it was however and struggled to contain his excitement.
“That’s the Monaco GP course right there isn’t it, this is the harbor.”
“Correct otouto.”
“Then that, that’s Rascasse right over there.”
“Right once again.”
“Fucking A, we’re having breakfast on the best Formula One track in the world.”
“You should see it once the Grand Prix is actually on here. For one, the harbor is full to bursting. And with the course built early, those of us invested with the race’s organizers can occasionally sneak on for a few laps round the track.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me, you can actually drive it?”
“I can, you can if you’d care to.”
“Does a bear shit in the woods?”
“Eloquent baby brother.” Sesshomaru spoke as they entered the small café and got a table on the balcony looking out onto the water. They ordered and continued discussing the Grand Prix as their food was prepared. A nice breakfast, several mimosas, and the soft warm breeze coming off the harbor later and they got back in the Phantom, headed for the hotel and a few hours of sleep.
~~~~~~Several Hours Later~~~~~~
Inuyasha’s phone started buzzing away as the alarm he’d set was tripped. Yawning as he stretched his form out, Inuyasha grabbed the phone from his nightstand and turned the alarm off. Sitting up, he blinked a couple of times and slid out of bed. His room in the executive suite Sesshomaru had reserved was still dim, heavy shades drawn to block out the warm afternoon sun.
The clothes he’d worn were tossed together by the foot of the bed, the half demon strolling into the attached shower and turning the water on. Showering, the hanyou felt himself perk up, his nap having fought off whatever jet lag had tried to set in upon him. Once finished, Inuyasha dried off and walked back into his room, finding his bag and pulling out a change of clothes.
Dark red briefs, a comfortable but good looking pair of jeans, and a light button down shirt went on, as did his favorite pair of driving shoes. Lacing them up, the hanyou slipped his phone and wallet into his pockets, threw his watch on, and brushed his hair out before walking into the living space of the suite.
“It’s about that time eh?”
“Indeed, I have a garage a few miles from here. I have a meeting to attend in the meantime; it should not be too long. My driver will take you to the garage, when you are done simply return there, I will have another vehicle readied for you to pick me up from my meeting when you are done. I figure once our evening is free you and I might hit the casinos perhaps.”
“Why not, if this gig is as lucrative as you say I’m gonna be accruing quite a bit of spending cash in the next hour or so.”
“I certainly hope so otouto, though all kidding aside this will not be an easy task. The race is challenging, comprised of both a tight, demanding road course, and a dirt and gravel section. And, you’re going to be against some of the club’s most elite drivers. While winning is what they are all going to strive for above all, with you being a novice and my stand in expect it to feel like it’s nine against one. Nine extremely competitive, extremely talented drivers who do not enjoy losing, especially not to someone who’s just strolled into the club out of the blue.”
“Thanks for the heads up. So, what’ll I be driving for the day, and for that matter, what will they?” Inuyasha asked, interest piqued.
“Today you shall be piloting a 1989 BMW 325i Convertible.”
“Funny.”
“It wasn’t a joke little brother.”
“Yeah, haha, seriously though.”
“I’m being quite serious.”
“I’m really, honestly driving an E30 convertible?” Inuyasha asked, referencing the model designation of that design of 3-series.
“Indeed, you all will.”
“Ten 3-series convertibles racing each other? I’ve seen more prestigious, classier events organized at a burger joint parking lot.”
“Oh fear not otouto, this is not the standard caliber of vehicle you’ll be using. This is the first race of the season, and it has become custom for the first to be something…unusual, something to shake things up and provide a bit of humor and fun. This year the E30 convertible was nominated and won, so it will be a mixture of 318i’s, 325i’s, and M3 convertibles.”
“Alright, fair enough. Though if M3’s were acceptable, why am I running the 325i? I mean, the inline six is good, but that four banger in the M3 was more powerful, and it was stiffer, and had better brakes.”
“Valid point, though I assure you this is no standard 325i. A variety of modifications are allowed, and I’ve taken full advantage. The 2.5 has been swapped for a built version of the 2.8 liter, along with a stronger clutch, limited slip diff, modified struts, bump stops, anti-roll bars, as well as a brake upgrade and stickier rubber.”
“Sounds good I suppose. One thing though, have you set the suspension up and tested it? Those things were tail happy to begin with, and I’ve experienced first-hand what a poorly installed set of lowering springs can turn them into.”
“Indeed, I’ve actually experienced that myself. They can be rabidly oversteer prone if done wrong, though fear not this one is dialed in properly. Its handling is more neutral than that of the standard car, and the power that inline six has to give is more than enough to threaten anything the other competitors have under hood.
All you really need fear is the other drivers. As this is the initial race of the season, it is a special event. It is invitation only, to the top ten drivers of the previous season. As such, the wager is doubled, and the point reward for this is doubled as well. In addition, it is custom for the winner of the last season to post a car they competed or won with or value as a prize for first place in this race, thus the GT3 RS 4.0 wagered today.”
“Got ya.”
“Good. Now, we had better get a move on otouto, wouldn’t want you late for your first event.” Sesshomaru guided his sibling out of the suite, the two riding the elevator down and exiting the building, the dog demon’s driver waiting for them out front. As the chauffer drove them to Sesshomaru’s private garage in the foot hills of Monaco, Inuyasha saw his sibling produce a small GPS from his pocket, handing it to him.
“The layout of the course, it tracks your progress as well, marks when you finished. The route back to the garage is in there as well, as is the route to my meeting. I should be done by time you are finished and drive down to pick me up.”
“Fair enough, though don’t expect me wear a hat and get the door for you.”
“Oh no, I know you to be far too uncouth for such civility otouto.” Sesshomaru shot back effortlessly, a certain upraised digit on the hanyou’s hand his reward.
~~~~~~A Short While Later~~~~~~
“Wow, I’m impressed, this is actually pretty nice.”
It was bright silver in color, silver BBS wheels at all four corners and sitting low and even, Sesshomaru’s 325i did look the part. And as Inuyasha slid behind the wheel and fired it into life, the growl emanating from the modified straight six inspired quite a bit of confidence in the previously doubtful hanyou.
“Best of luck otouto. And, do keep in mind, while I don’t want you writing off my cars at every turn, if someone tries to shove you around do not hesitate to shove back. This is extremely competitive racing.”
“Got ya, so anything else I need to know or am I good?”
“I suppose that should be it. Best of luck to you otouto, I hope to soon hear you’ve recouped some of my money.” Sesshomaru smirked as he got back in the Phantom.
“Yeah, yeah.”
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