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Forget the Storm	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 8953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Note: Chapter unbetaed. Will update once perfected.
Three: Milkman
Inuyasha took his weekly day off, something he hadn’t done since he first started working at the Higurashi Shrine. Now that he had given in and actually masturbated to Kagome herself, he was having trouble refraining from doing it all the time. He knew that soon he would want more, and that more was not a good thing to want in this case. So he sought help. Unfortunately, the only person he knew well enough to ask for help was his friend Miroku, who was also a raging pervert. Inuyasha used to be a bartender and Miroku used to prowl around looking for desperate, vulnerable women. They struck up a friendship, which lasted even after Miroku married his high school sweetheart, Sango, whom he had been in a relationship with before, after, and during his one-night stands. Inuyasha was the only one who knew of Miroku’s other life, which he desperately needed to keep secret, so it was not unreasonable for the half-demon to trust him with his own shame.
“Inuyasha!” Miroku cried, happy to see him. “You sounded so freaked out when you called. What’s up?”
Inuyasha shouldered past him and into the hall, going straight to the kitchen and grabbing two beers, tossing one behind him to Miroku, knowing he was there and would catch it. He had good reflexes for a human.
“Are we alone?” he asked as he flicked the cap off the bottle.
Miroku nodded. “She’s out grocery shopping. So what’s up?”
He sighed and leaned against the counter. “I’m in trouble, man.” Already, admitting it felt like a weight off his chest.
“Money?” he guessed.
Inuyasha shook his head and Miroku relaxed somewhat. Much to his shame, the half-demon had begged a loan or three from his friend during the course of their acquaintance. He gave him monthly payments, but still owed a bit. Their friendship was suffering and not much more than their secrets were keeping them together.
“A girl,” he croaked out.
Miroku’s eyes brightened and he nodded, setting down is beer. “Now this is something I can handle. Has a woman finally managed to rope in the eternal bachelor Inuyasha? Shouldn’t we be celebrating?”
Inuyasha just shook his head. “Not a woman, Miroku. A girl.”
His eyes widened in understanding. “Well, shit.”
“Yeah.”
“Care to share?”
Inuyasha glared at him, his hands clenching into fists.
Miroku laughed uneasily. “I meant information, Inuyasha, that’s all. How’d this happen?”
He sighed. “Well, you know how I’ve been working at that old Shrine for a few months?” At his friend’s nod, he continued, “I’ve not really been working in the traditional sense. I mean, yeah, there’s stuff to do and I do it, but mostly I’ve been sort of a… A kept man.”
“Holy shit!” Miroku breathed, his expression awestruck. “Was she hot?”
Inuyasha nodded. “Mrs. Higurashi’s pretty decent, but that’s not what this is about. She’s got kids, and I’ve sort of become too interested in one of them.”
“First of all, how old is she? The girl, I mean,” he asked, his tone all business.
The half-demon closed his eyes and took another sip. “…Fifteen.”
“Virgin?”
“Pretty sure.” Though Kagome had a tendency to dress pretty provocatively, there was something in her face and the way she moved that revealed her innocence.
Miroku sighed and raked his hand through his hair. “Fuck. Sorry, Inuyasha. Don’t feel bad, it could happen to anyone. Kids don’t look like they used to. It’s the fuckin’ hormones in the milk, man.” He laughed, pathetically trying to lighten the mood. “Ha, I said milkman.”
Inuyasha glared at him, setting his beer down nearly hard enough to break the glass. “Are you gonna say anything helpful?”
Affecting a wise look, Miroku said, “If I were you, I’d choose the MILF. MILFs are rare and elusive creatures, and it sounds like you’ve got yourself a fine cougar. As for the girl, virgins don’t know how to fuck. She’d just lay there crying and you’d feel like shit and there’s blood and it’s just one big unpleasant experience. Plus, jailbait can get you sent to fucking jail, dude, where I can assure you there will be no lovely women around to confuse you.”
He nodded, feeling his heart sink in his chest. It was nothing he hadn’t known already, but hearing it made it so much more final. “So what do you suggest I do, then?”
“Stick with the cougar. If you really do like the kid, wait until she’s eighteen. Hell, if you really want to take her virginity, she might even still be inexperienced. And you have the perfect opportunity to scare off any boyfriends she might get.”
Inuyasha snorted. “I can’t imagine this ‘relationship’ Mrs. Higurashi and I have continuing for three entire years. Hell, it was almost over the day the girl came home since she didn’t want to get found out.”
“Well, what else is there? Just stay safe and stay smart, man.”
Inuyasha nodded glumly. Both men heard a key turn in the lock and Inuyasha hightailed it out of there, right through the open kitchen window. The last thing he wanted was for Sango to see him drinking a beer in her kitchen and have her start screaming at him and Miroku over the debt. There was just no pleasing that woman, but somehow Miroku seemed to love her. Living with her would be unbearable or even impossible if she found out about his nocturnal activities, though. The knowledge Inuyasha possessed of these, including the phone numbers of several of the women who had also tried to come on to him after Miroku had his wicked way with them, ensured that he wouldn’t have to repay his debt anytime soon, but he would anyway, as quickly as possible. He needed at least one friend in his life so it would stay interesting.
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Inuyasha took Miroku’s advice, as much as he hated it. He overdid it with Mrs. Higurashi, opening doors for her, cooking dinner, ravishing her at all hours of the day and night. It was only in order to forget Kagome, but it made it even worse. She was somehow always around right before or right after he decided to sex up her mother, and several times he had nearly said her name while going at it. Body, soul, and mind, they all yearned for her.
Completely oblivious, Mrs. Higurashi blushed and seemed happier than ever. It occurred to him some time after he started behaving differently that everything he was doing were things one did during courtship, and he faltered. But then Kagome skipped out in her short skirt and cropped tank top, going in the direction of the little pool, and the lust in his gut was nearly impossible to overcome, telling him to follow her, to watch and take. But he won, even though it was Kagome’s image in the water that day that he thought of as he came, not the writhing woman beneath him.
It went on for a while, and Inuyasha became weary. He would have quit had he had anything else to do. Being a gardener/carpenter/painter/electrician might have seemed like he should be able to put a roof over his head, but work was scarce. If you weren’t affiliated with a company, tough luck. He had been lucky to get this job in the first place. He still paid rent on his sad little apartment downtown, but only because he could not trust that he’d be at the shrine for long.
Mumbling curses to himself, Inuyasha trudged through the tall grass that grew deep in the forest. He was checking for any dead wood or trespassers or fire hazards. He did it once a day, and only found things occasionally. Even so, he had yet to explore the forest in its entirety. Inuyasha could not comprehend how a seemingly middle-class family like the Higurashis could own such a vast amount of land in the city. The taxes must have been ridiculous.
Stumbling into a clearing, he was brought out of his thoughts by how beautiful the tiny place was. The sun shone down in golden waves and illuminated a small patch of wild flowers of all sorts and colors. A rabbit dashed away from him and into its burrow. Birds were tweeting, and while that sound usually annoyed him, here it was nice. He walked to a large tree and leaned against the base, sinking to the ground. The place was for Kagome. Even if she had never been there, it was hers.
Indulging himself, he pictured her. She was lying down on her back, watching the clouds, black hair fanned out around her, smelling sweeter than the flowers. Inuyasha began to stroke himself, not afraid to groan her name out loud with only the wind and trees and flowers to hear. There would be a small, secret smile on her face, like she’d had in the pool. He’d go over to her and her eyes would lock with his, her lips begging for a kiss, for his kiss. He’d give her one, and then another, and another, over and over, all over her sweet face. Kagome would get so worked up and lift her skirt up, bringing his hand to touch her uncovered core, and he’d give her what she wanted and more. Fingers, lips, tongue, and finally him. She’d gasp but not cry, clinging tighter to him, begging him to make her feel good. Even though Inuyasha had never had a virgin before, he knew there wouldn’t be blood and tears with her and him. If there was pain, it would be sweet, like her. He’d make it so. And she’d gasp his name and press her lips to his once more, fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on to his release and they’d cry out together…
A loud grunt signaled his orgasm, and he looked at his palm in a daze. He’d done it again. Grimacing, he wiped it off on some grass and decided to go back to the house. He would get nothing done like this. Glancing back at the flowers once more, an idea struck him and he smiled. The flowers were beautiful and would make a perfect gift for Mrs. Higurashi. Gathering up all the ones near him, he held them tightly while being careful not to crush them, jumping from branch to branch, startling the birds on his way.
He waked through the open door, surprised to see Kagome at home and without her friends for once. Her mother was making lunch, cutting up bread for sandwiches and humming something. The girl was staring out the window, an almost tragic lack of expression on her face. Setting the flowers down on the counter, he washed the now invisible evidence of his orgasm off his hands.
“Inuyasha!” Mrs. Higurashi said with a grin, her eyes lighting up. “Just in time for lunch.”
“Uh, yeah,” he muttered, not able to take his eyes off Kagome. She didn’t appear to have noticed his presence or her mother’s voice. “These are for you,” he said, thrusting the bouquet into Mrs. Higurashi’s hands.
Her smile widened. “Oh, how lovely! I’m going to find a vase right away. You always know just what I need, Inuyasha.”
When she turned her back, he went over to where Kagome was sitting, blocking her view of the nothing she had been so absorbed with.
“What do you want?” she said with a weak glare, lacking her usual venom. Something seemed to be bothering her more than usual.
“Here.” Inuyasha gave her the littlest flower, the one he had personally thought was the prettiest. It was just a tiny daisy, the tiniest he’d ever seen, but she took it from his hands like it was a precious diamond, her eyes widening and locking with his before her face colored and she looked down demurely.
After a short silence, she looked up at him with a small smile on her face. “No one’s ever given me flowers before. Thank you.”
He could do nothing but smile at her, his heart pounding. She ran a finger over the petals before slipping it behind her ear, in her hair, where it was almost completely obscured. Kagome gave him one last studying glance before sliding off the couch and going upstairs. Finally, finally he had gotten her to notice him. It was a few seconds before he realized he was supposed to be forgetting about her, not wooing her. He’d have to make sure to give Mrs. Higurashi some extra attention today.
“Ham and cheese or turkey—”
Inuyasha leapt over the counter and, ignoring her loud gasp, knelt on the tiled floor and stuck his head up her skirt, immediately pushing her panties to the side and snaking his tongue inside her passage. Somehow, although he never meant to these days, he’d end up picturing Kagome. He’d lie to himself and think that if he just kept picturing her, the novelty would fade and he’d get tired of her and no longer want her so badly. But it only made things worse, especially now with that look she had just given him, the shy surprise, studying him like she had only just realized he was real and really there. Driving his fingers into Mrs. Higurashi speedily, it didn’t take her too long to reach orgasm, and she was left panting as he resurfaced, hard cock in his pants needing a turn.
The phone rang, surprising both of them, and Mrs. Higurashi answered it, ignoring his glare.
“Hello? Yes, it is. Yes.” Her expression turned from mildly pleasant to concerned. “Oh, no. Yes, I’ll be right over.” She hung up the phone and turned to him. “I have to run over to the nursing home really quick. I’ll make up to you tonight, okay?”
Inuyasha sighed and nodded, and she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing her purse and leaving. Distractedly, he rubbed at the hard bulge in his jeans. He could go back to the clearing or even to the pool. Both options were tempting. But then again, he could just conserve his energy, jerk off in the bathroom like a normal person, and then go downstairs and have a sandwich. A grumbling in his stomach decided for him and he grabbed half of the finished sandwich on the counter, intending to eat that as he pleasured himself and the rest after his session.
Bounding up the stairs, he reached the bathroom door, yanking it open only to be met with the sight of Kagome in the bathtub, earphones in and her iPod safely on the ground. He was so scared he didn’t even think to stare, and instead just tried to back away without her noticing he was even there. Unfortunately, his shock had caused his grip on the sandwich to loosen, and it flopped to the floor with a deafening splat.
He was frozen.
As if in slow motion, Inuyasha watched Kagome open her eyes, turn her head, and yank out her earphones. Quickly, she rose to her feet, and his eyes followed the paths the drops of water traveled as they ran down her body, not able to hide the lust in his gaze. Then the situation hit him full force, and he attempted to bolt.
“Wait!” Kagome said, holding out a hand. She just stood there, silent and naked, her big eyes begging him to do something.
His body ached for her. Never had he felt so hot, so hard. His fists clenched and unclenched, almost hard enough for his claws to draw blood. The effect she had on him was ridiculous, but he’d rather have it than nothing at all. His body ached for her and had since the very first moment he saw her running up the shrine steps.
Inuyasha gave up and gave in.
Kagome, seeing the change in his expression, held out her arms, and he went to her, gathering her up in his own, savoring the feeling of her wet, bare flesh soaking his work clothes. Carefully, he avoided the sandwich on the floor and walked to her room, the fluffy mess of pink that hurt his eyes if he looked at it too long. Gently, he laid her down on the twin bed, never separating from her. Her eyes searched his and her fingers brushed across his face, ghosted around his lips. He suddenly felt like crying and was embarrassed, but covered it up with a kiss, their first real kiss. Her lips were moist and soft and he made no secret of how much he enjoyed them, sighing contentedly at the feeling. At first, she was hesitant and barely responsive, and he realized she had never been kissed before. The tears threatened to fall again and he pushed away thoughts of how great a gift this was and concentrated only on pleasing her.
All his previous violent lust was nowhere to be found as he kissed her over and over and over. His own needs could wait. Kagome was already trembling by the time he reached her breasts, but her eyes were never unsure, never giving him the chance to hate himself. Again, more kisses, and he took a rosy nipple into his mouth as she ran a fingertip along his left ear. Inuyasha was almost overwhelmed by the serenity of the moment, but the feeling passed as Kagome carefully but quickly unbuttoned his shirt, her eyes lighting up at the sight of his own bared flesh. He grinned; perhaps working shirtless had done more than he even hoped it would. She caressed his own nipples and ran her palms down his chiseled stomach to rest on the waist band of his jeans. Teasingly, she slipped a few fingers inside and just barely skimmed his navel.
Smirking at the mischievous, enchanted expression on her face, he unbuttoned his pants and freed himself from his boxers, pulling them off and trying not to fall off the bed as he did so. Now as naked as she, he allowed her to look at him, memorize the one who would be her first. Seemingly pleased with what she saw, she made eye contact with him again and nodded. At her signal, he lowered himself onto her and gently probed her entrance, making sure she was prepared even though she had already given him permission. She was thoroughly wet, something that surprised him, and incredibly tight, something that worried him. He really didn’t want to hurt her. Noticing his hesitation, Kagome reached between them and touched his cock for the first time, her small hand rubbing his tip up and down her slit, bumping it against her clit. He shuddered and collapsed to his elbows, where he kissed the triumphant smile off her face.
After a time, he pulled his lips away from hers and guided himself into her, wanting to be able to see her face and reactions. Kagome’s eyes were unafraid as they held his, though she did flinch when he forced his way inside, her eyes shutting and her nose wrinkling in discomfort. She was twitching around him and not in pleasure, although his was through the roof. Feeling selfish, he kissed the bridge of her nose and then her lips, his hand going to her breast and toying with a red hot nipple. That loosened her up some, and by the time he began to massage her clit, she was wordlessly whining for more, pushing her hips up, laying kisses on every part of his skin she could reach. Inuyasha gave her what she wanted, what they both wanted, and dragged his tongue down her neck, sucking on her pulse as he pulled himself almost all the way out and then thrust back inside. Kagome released a loud cry and he picked up the pace, moving within her while tasting her sweat, longing to feel more of her flesh in his mouth, between his teeth.
He finished before Kagome did. It was only to be expected. Still, she didn’t seem disappointed, especially not when he continued to pleasure her with his fingers even as he spurted inside of her and sucked on a nipple. The combined sensations pushed her over the edge and she pushed back onto him further, her thighs squeezing his waist hard as she released the sweetest moans that had ever existed. After the most powerful part of her climax had passed, she loosened her arms from around his neck and collapsed onto her pillow, where she promptly fell asleep after a few gasping breaths.
Inuyasha smiled at her and gently withdrew from her opening, rolling to her side and studying the sweaty girl. She was the type that kept her problems on the inside and didn’t share them, and the whole deal with her grandfather was hurting her more than she let on, more than her mother guessed. With a single claw, Inuyasha lifted a strand of hair and pulled it away from her face. She didn’t even stir. Smiling softly, he remembered all the times he had heard women complain about men falling asleep right after sex, and how he had rolled his eyes at their talk. What else was there to do? But now he understood. He wanted to actually hear her voice and be taken into her confidence. Instead, he settled for draping an arm across her and kissing her soft cheek. Inuyasha came to the conclusion that there should be at least a little bit of pillow talk, and that it had to come from him.
“I think I’m in love with you,” he whispered.
End Note: Told you they get together super quickly. This is waywayway too early, I mean seriously, chapter three? I wanted to wait at least seven to ten chapters, but I got bored writing Kagome fending off Hojo and Inuyasha fucking Mrs. Higurashi and the two leads intentionally misunderstanding each other and tiptoeing around their feelings (how did Rumiko manage?!). Since it’s fanfiction, just pretend I actually wrote a whole lot of suspenseful scenes full of relationship building moments between InuKag and you have been anticipating this chapter for months, okay?
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