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Bizarre Love Triangle	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Three: Somnophilia
Kagome woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking for the first time since she had left home. Remembering her new "job", she smiled, opening her eyes to see her lovely professor curled up next to her. Feeling bold, Kagome kissed her lips, moving down her body to play with her breasts, which perked up in her hands. After a while of playing without a response, she started to feel like a rapist and caressed Kikyo's face, trying to tickle her into consciousness without it being too weird. Nothing. Just as she was beginning to panic, thinking she had somehow killed her with sex, a light snore escaped her nostrils and she rolled over.
"Fibe more minuss," she muttered into the pillow.
She laughed quietly to herself, loving that the normally composed, proper woman was so out of it in the mornings. The smell of food made her stomach grumble and she realized that she had not eaten properly last night. Though she had no desire to face Mr. Taisho, the one she assumed was making breakfast, waiting around with a snoring Kikyo she had just molested was even less appealing. Oh well. Mr. Taisho would have to get used to her sooner or later, and she to him. Putting it off would just make it worse for everyone involved.
Gently rolling out of bed, she was halfway to the door when she remembered she was naked and didn't know where her clothes were. Suddenly feeling modest, she blushed and scanned the room for something, anything. There was a closet to her right, one that was bigger than her old room at home, but she didn't want to wear any of Kikyo's nice things for fear that was not allowed, and wearing something of Mr. Taisho's did not even occur to her. Just as she was about to give up and attempt to wake Kikyo, a flash of blue caught her eye from under the bed, and she scurried over to it. Picking it up, she saw that it was a comfy-looking robe, the homey kind, not the sexy kind. It was too small to belong to Mr. Taisho, though it made her giggle imagining him crammed inside. Putting her arms through the sleeves and wrapping it around herself, she followed her nose to the kitchen.
Of course, it was the most beautiful kitchen she had ever seen in person, with all the decorations giving off a retro feel which contrasted most pleasantly with the modern, top of the line equipment. The appliances were white, the tile was blue, and the towels and oven mitts were a cheery yellow. Like the rest of what she had seen so far of this house, it was overwhelmingly feminine. Seeing Mr. Taisho cooking pancakes, bacon, and eggs made her want to laugh, and she pictured him in the robe again, this time with the added detail of pink polish on his nails and curlers in his hair. Somehow, she had not figured him for a morning person, nor the type of person who cooked, but he seemed comfortable in such a domestic setting.
"That's Kikyo's robe," he muttered without even turning around.
Kagome jumped at the sound of his voice. "Uh, I didn't bring any clothes and I didn't think she'd mind..."
He snorted.
Feeling more than a little unwelcome, Kagome decided she would have to be the one to force an amiable relationship, if anything forced could ever be considered amiable.
"Whatcha makin'?" she chirped happily, trying to appear unaffected by the dark cloud hanging over him.
"What the fuck does it look like I'm making?" he bit out, a fang flashing against his lower lip.
His tone ruffled her feathers. "I'm just trying to be friendly!" she spat, wrinkling her nose. Who the hell did he think he was?!
Mr. Taisho abruptly turned around, slamming down a plate full of the foods she had smelled earlier, a warm cup of syrup by the side. The sound startled her and she jumped again before sitting down at the counter in the tall chair, trying to cover up the fact that there was a great possibility he scared her just a little.
"Fucking my wife ain't friendly."
"Ain't ain't a word and ya ain't allowed to say it," Kagome managed to retort through mouthfuls of pancakes. Kikyo had promised her more food last night, but that hadn't happened, so the meal in front of her was like a gift from the gods.
"Stop eating Kikyo's food, you bitch!" he roared, eyes wide, probably appalled by her lack of manners.
Kagome shrugged. "Oops?" Without even pausing, she continued to eat. Yes, she had known the plate was for Kikyo, but a part of her wanted to get underneath his skin, and playing dumb was doing wonders for that goal. "Kikyo said she doesn't eat breakfast. And I fucked you too, if you remember! You don't have to be a dick about everything. I thought we had a moment when we were... you know."
To her surprise, his face colored and he hurriedly piled food on his plate, not noticing or caring when bacon and eggs were piled in between pancake layers. Or maybe that was just how he ate, like some sort of animal. Avoiding her eyes, he sat down two seats from her at the counter, swiveling in the seat like an anxious toddler as he shoveled food in his face.
"We didn't have a moment," he finally said. "I was just... You just jumped on me! And Kikyo and I haven't-we don't-it had been awhile." Mr. Taisho stared dejectedly down at his now soggy pancakes.
Sighing, Kagome wiped her mouth with her hand, not able to spot any napkins and not wanting to stain the borrowed robe. Almost silently, she slid over to the empty seat between them, taking note of the way his shoulders tensed at her approach. Taking a big breath, she placed a hand on his own, giving him small caresses.
"I'm not trying to take her away from you, Mr. Taisho," she said sincerely, trying to put all the honesty she could into her voice so he knew how she felt. "I can see how much you and Kikyo love each other, and I know that love is not for me. Like Kikyo said, this is just a temporary thing she needs to get out of her system. I'll be out of your life sooner than you know it."
There was silence for a while, and she removed her hand from his, going over the words she had spoken, wondering if she had offended him somehow. Really, they should have had this conversation at the start, just to get everything out in the open. She didn't want to piss him off should he be one of those guys inclined towards murder-suicides.
"...Inuyasha."
"Hmmm?"
"My name," he said, looking her in the eye. "Call me Inuyasha. It'll make things less awkward."
Kagome smiled, feeling her own shoulders relax. "Alright, Inuyasha. Thanks for breakfast! But maybe you should try fishing the eggshells out first next time..."
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Once Kikyo woke up, she took Kagome back to school to fetch her car which contained all her stuff. The rest of the day passed with Kikyo helping Kagome choose her courses for the rest of her academic career, assuming she'd continue at the same university, which was only practical. She even let Kagome know which professors were the easiest, which were the best, which tended to cut class short, and which she should absolutely stay away from. Inuyasha lurked around watching the both of them suspiciously, pretending to play some game on the laptop Kikyo paid for. Kagome tried to avoid having such thoughts, knowing she was also only here due to the older woman's generosity, but seeing him lay about the entirety of the day doing absolutely nothing made her automatically judge him. A crappy breakfast wasn't exactly contributing. Neither was sex, her brain quickly followed up, making her flush guiltily.
"Um, don't you think this gives me a sort of unfair advantage?" Kagome said in a joking tone although she was completely serious. "Now I know all their test material and stuff and it just feels, well, a little like cheating." Inuyasha's ears perked up at the word and she wanted to smack him.
Kikyo giggled and leaned closer to her on the sofa so that their sides were touching, making Kagome feel like they were a couple of high school girls gossiping. "That's hardly unfair. What's unfair is this extra credit you're giving me. How can I grade you objectively when I've had my lips here," she whispered, the tips of her fingers ducking under her skirt and tickling the outside of Kagome's panties. "I'll be tasting you on my tongue whenever I read your essays."
Kagome squirmed, her eyes darting to where Inuyasha lay on the floor with the laptop on his abdomen just a few feet away from them, hands clenched as he acted like he wasn't listening. With a slight sigh, she decided she might as well get used to being their third partner, and didn't protest when Kikyo began to kiss her. Soon, she forgot that her lover's husband was even there, instead getting lost in the wonderful sensation of Kikyo's tongue playing with hers as her fingers grew bolder and began to venture inside her undergarments, going right for her clit and teasing her. Moaning without a hint of self-consciousness, Kagome began to peel her t-shirt off, wanting to do what Kikyo was more than suggesting they do.
Helping hands made sure she was topless in about a second, and soon her professor's mouth was on her already aching nipple, pulling it in and tonguing it thoroughly. Desire ignited throughout her body, sparking things inside of her she had been too tired to feel the night before. This was real, this was happening to her, of all people. Her beautiful professor chose her out of all the hundreds, possibly thousands, of students she'd taught, trusting her to give her what she needed. Letting out a small wail when she was nibbled a bit harder than she'd ever been touched there, Kagome let her back fall down onto the leather sofa, taking Kikyo with her. Their new position allowed her professor to better finger her, and Kagome brought her hips up with abandon, feeling herself build up to a quick orgasm.
"I've got an idea," Inuyasha said suddenly, and the two women broke apart to see him standing next to them, close enough to touch. His tone was strange, and Kagome suddenly felt like covering herself, although Kikyo seemed unperturbed, maybe only a bit annoyed at the interruption.
"And that is?" his wife responded in a drawl, fingers still inside the younger woman.
Corners of his mouth turning upward, Inuyasha met her glare with a challenging one of his own. "If you get to ‘experiment', then I figure I should too."
Brow quirking in interest, Kikyo withdrew her hand from Kagome, making her shudder, and licked her fingers one by one. Her student was quickly beginning to realize that maybe there were certain details to their marriage she had not noticed before. Why did their every interaction seem like a fight?
"And what do you want?" Kikyo purred, still occupied with tasting the female essence left on her digits.
Inuyasha tracked her movements with his eyes, an unreadable expression in them. "I want anal."
She rolled her eyes. "Something all men have in common. Well, you're not getting that from me."
He barked out a laugh. "I don't want to fuck a bitch in the ass, Kikyo. Been there, done that. I want it done to me."
Kagome gaped at him. Kikyo seemed unaffected and shrugged slightly. "You have my permission to bring any man you want into an arrangement."
"I don't want a fuckin' guy," Inuyasha said with a snort, disgust twisting his tone. "I'm not the confused one here. I know what I like." Traveling to the left of the couch, he opened the small end table and took an object out of the drawer, one Kagome instantly recognized. It was a black plastic dick. A black plastic strap-on dick that he just so happened to have conveniently located in the living room. It looked unused. While not overly large like some monstrosities she'd caught glimpses of before online, this one was still sure to be uncomfortable. Turning back to them, Inuyasha waved the dildo in their faces triumphantly. "I want a woman to fuck me. I want that woman to fuck me," he said, gesturing to Kagome with the artificial penis.
While Kagome was shocked into open-mouthed silence, Kikyo stood up, crossing her arms as she prepared to do verbal battle. The girl left nearly naked on the couch expected a barrage of eloquence that would bitch slap the half-demon in the face and leave him in the fetal position for days, belatedly thinking of things he could have responded with.
Instead, all her champion said was, "No."
"Yes," Inuyasha responded automatically, putting a bit more force into his voice.
Kikyo looked at her. Inuyasha looked at her. Kagome huffed and sat up, knowing that if she didn't intervene then it could and would go on all day. "Ugh, fine." Moving quickly, she attempted to put her shirt on, only to have Inuyasha yank it back from her and toss it across the room.
"Keep your shirt off," he said in a low voice, eyes on her conical breasts, ignoring the person attached to them.
The girl did as he said, wondering why she had agreed so casually when everything inside of her quaked. Grabbing her hand in a way that was not at all romantic, Inuyasha pulled her upstairs, Kikyo trailing behind them, eyeing them worriedly. Kagome began to break out into a cold sweat, cursing whatever had possessed her in that moment just a minute ago. Yes, she had wanted to become friends with him, and she had certainly wanted to fuck him again, but this was too much.
"So, uh, do you want me to, um, be mean to you?" she squeaked as they entered the bedroom. Kikyo had changed the sheets and made the bed perfectly nice and crisp so that no evidence of their nocturnal activities remained.
"What?" he asked, looking at her in confusion.
"You know," she said in a quieter voice. "Like, call you a bitch and spank you or something..."
Inuyasha laughed, the sound loud and surprisingly genuine. "Oh god, no! Just because you're fucking my ass doesn't mean I'm a fucking pussy now," he said, amusement still thick in his voice.
"Oh," she murmured, feeling oddly disappointed. She'd always wanted to play dominatrix. "Well, I guess we should just...get to it."
He nodded and flung off his shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted muscles and golden skin. His pants followed, and she saw that he had gone commando. Her eyes greedily drank in the sight of the cock that she had enjoyed so very much the night before. Even flaccid, it still looked big and good enough to eat. Inuyasha flopped down on his back on the bed, bringing his arms underneath his head and giving her a look filled with anticipation, one she knew she was returning, although not as confidently.
"Well, put it on," he said, nodding towards the strap-on at the foot of the bed.
Kagome grabbed it, toying with the harness. "I don't have to lick you there, right?" she asked, her voice sounding higher than she'd meant.
He grinned, flashing a fang. "You can go down on me all you want, I ain't stoppin' you."
She shook her head. "I meant down there," she clarified, gesturing vaguely to her own bottom.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Kagome," Kikyo said soothingly, putting an arm around her. "If this makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to go through with it."
Inuyasha glared at his wife, letting up only when Kagome pulled away from the half-embrace. "No, I'm okay. I just don't want to do that. Ever."
"Then just get the fucking lube out of the nightstand and hurry it up," he growled, obviously impatient.
Chin raised defiantly, Kagome opened her mouth to send back a scathing reply when she got a better idea. Sending a sly glance his way, she closed her eyes and brought the tip of the strap-on to her lips, giving it a nice, wet kiss before she sucked an inch into her mouth, moaning as she recalled a particularly steamy night she'd shared her junior year of high school with her then-boyfriend, only instead of Hojo, she pictured Inuyasha. Her little fantasy immediately made her wet, partially because she had been turned on and so close to completion just a few moments before, thanks to Kikyo. Letting her eyes open the slightest bit, she saw the hungry look on Inuyasha's face as well at the twitching of his cock, and she decided to prolong her playing of the game. Shutting her eyes again, she took the dildo into her mouth a little more, moving it in and out, thoroughly lubing it with her saliva. Her free hand decided to make sure she received some pleasure as well, and soon her panties were again occupied with fingers thrusting and seeking.
"Get-on-the fucking-bed," Inuyasha said in a dangerously low voice, one that forced her eyes open and made her nipples even harder.
There was no other option but to obey. She fastened the strap-on to herself, disappointedly noticing it was not the kind that stimulated the wearer. Even as she knelt in between his legs and spread them apart further, she pondered on how he could still feel like the dominant one when she was doing something that society viewed as dominating. Hell, she was about to fill his ass, but she felt a timid shaking all throughout her body as she gazed at his semi-hard cock. Why did he have to make this face to face?! She was certain she wouldn't have had these feelings if he had been on his knees with his face in a pillow.
"You look too tight," she noticed, feeling disconnected from the situation. Did she really want to do this or had things gotten out of control?
"Stick it in," he said from between clenched teeth, his hand moving to stroke his cock.
Mesmerized by the sight of him masturbating, Kagome did as she was told, gently attempting to slide the artificial object into his tight passage. At first, it wouldn't go through, so she pushed a little harder, afraid to hurt him. When he didn't react in pain, as she knew she would have if the situation were reversed, she jerked her hips, reminding herself that he was a half-demon and they didn't feel pain like humans did. He probably even got off on it. Once the rather slender tip (compared to him) was inside, he let out a muffled grunt, which encouraged her to jerk her hips forward again. Before long, she was buried in him, and she pulled out a little, trying to think of all the things her boyfriends had done that she'd liked and wondering if that would stimulate his prostate. Soon, they both had a steady rhythm going, her working his ass and him his cock. His mouth was open and he gasped every so often, his tongue nearly lolling out, reminding her of an actual dog, which made her giggle before she got grossed out.
Having become rather bored, Kagome decided to explore, and, keeping one hand on his hip, began to pinch his left nipple. It hardened and she pulled on it, wondering if man nipples were as sensitive as woman nipples. Making peace with the fact that she'd never truly know, she continued to tug and rub it, idly wondering what Kikyo was thinking of all this.
"Faster," he growled, surprising her. She'd thought him too far gone to communicate. Complying, she picked up the pace. But it wasn't enough. "I fucking said faster!" he hissed, bucking his hips. Now she knew the anxiety her past partners had felt when she'd said similar things during the heat of the moment. She literally couldn't go any faster! "Harder!"
"I'm trying!" she yelled back at him, noticing the sweat dripping down her back. "I can't do it any more than this."
Inuyasha ignored her. "Deeper!" he huffed. When she didn't change anything, he let out an almost feral-sounding growl and took his hand off his cock, sitting up the slightest bit. Both large, clawed hands went to her ass and forced her even deeper inside, burying the fake cock deeper than she'd thought she could safely go. She gasped at the knowledge, watching as his pupils dilated and his mouth fell open with what was quite possibly the sexiest moan she'd ever heard. His eyes focused and then blazed into hers, gold into blue, sun meeting the sea, and time seemed to stop for a second. Then his hips shifted, and she realized he was using her to fuck himself, hands still on her ass and eyes still connected to hers.
A whimper left her throat and she was lost in that powerful feeling, their connection. She wasn't wrong when she'd believed they'd had a moment last night. Summoning up her courage, Kagome brought a hand up to his straining cock, tenderly beginning to jerk him off. She went slowly at first, but then his eyes demanded more, and she hastened to do his bidding. This experience was unlike anything she'd ever thought was possible, and everything else flew out of her head, all she was and hoped she would be, everything around her. Only Inuyasha remained. She swore she'd have an orgasm herself if this went on much longer.
"Shoot for me, Inuyasha," she breathlessly encouraged, pumping his dick in time with the strokes he himself was making. "I wanna watch you cum, I wanna watch you lose yourself."
With those words, the half-demon's eyes rolled back in his head and he went completely still as he came, long strands shooting all over the both of them. Panting now, Kagome withdrew slowly, shucking off the toy as he collapsed back on the bed, skin hot and dampened with sweat. Somehow, she felt like she had been fucked within an inch of her life as well, the only difference being the ferocious burning of arousal between her thighs, her hard clit pulsing and begging her to seek relief. Nearly crying in disappointment at the sight of her lover's softening cock, she threw herself down on the bed next to him, wondering if she could hold out until he recovered.
It was shocking to feel hands upon her when Inuyasha had not moved. With great difficulty, she remembered Kikyo's existence. Ah, Kikyo. She was naked and had primed herself while watching the pegging, evidenced by the slick feeling of her pussy on Kagome's thigh. Needing to get off, Kagome kissed the older woman desperately, whimpering as she pulled her closer. Once again, Kikyo's fingers entered her, index, middle, and ring fingers thrusting inside of her while her thumb rubbed her clit. Even though she used more fingers than Kagome ever personally did, it wasn't enough. She needed something harder, thicker, longer. But Inuyasha was down for the count. Maybe the strap-on? But that had been in his ass. Ew. Getting up to wash it in soap and warm water would kill the mood. Sighing, she tried to be content with the thrusting fingers digging into her. It was nice, but it felt lacking.
Suddenly, the fingers were missing from her pussy, replaced by the exact thing she had wanted to feel. Gaping up at Inuyasha, she came to the realization that what they said about demons was most definitely true. They could go and go and go again, with little to no stopping. No wonder half-demons were the fastest growing demographic in the modern world. It also explained all those legends about them being mindless killing machines. Of course human men would tell stories like that, or else all the women would belong to some demon's harem. All such musing was knocked straight out of her brain when he lowered his head to her breast, pulling her nipple into his mouth and giving it a hard suck. Kagome felt her other nipple being teased by long, slender fingers and then Kikyo was kissing her again, tongue swirling aggressively as if trying to distract her from the mind-numbing pleasure Inuyasha was giving her.
One hand on the back of Kikyo's head and one hand digging into Inuyasha's shoulder, Kagome came just as the man above her released another flood of cum, this time straight into her. It was glorious and she wanted to kiss him too, but Kikyo's grip was impossible to escape, and she felt kind of bad for fucking her husband in front of her when originally this arrangement was supposed to concentrate just on her. Inuyasha pulled out, earning a gasp from her, and she began rubbing her professor's nipples, marveling at the difference in size and texture from her own. When Kikyo finally pulled away, Kagome realized that Inuyasha was now dozing to her right, languidly scratching his thigh. Somehow without her noticing, he had gotten up and cleaned off. Deciding that was a good idea, she led Kikyo to the shower.
Now mostly tired, Kagome accepted Kikyo's impassioned caresses without giving any in return, letting her mood be known. That did not deter the woman in the least, however, and she dragged her tongue down her body the minute they entered into the shower and turned on the water.
"Let's get rid of this mess, okay?" Kikyo said, rubbing Kagome's pussy. A jolt of electricity went to her clit as she looked down at the other woman, thinking she was going to lick her husband's essence from her. Instead of that, however, Kikyo merely knelt and washed her out very thoroughly.
Deciding to get the night over with so she could snuggle with the married couple in the warm bed, Kagome dropped to her knees in front of Kikyo, a sly look on her face. Their lips clashed together as though magnets were attached and she brought her hands up to cup her own breasts, feeling deliciously selfish. Not at all bothered, Kikyo merely twined her arms about her and their nipples touched, sending little jolts throughout her body. Now hot and bothered again, Kagome bent over and backed up, gently shoving Kikyo a little bit away. It was time to put those water jets to good use. The warm water hit her immediately in just the right place, and Kagome bit her lip and let out a small squeal, moving her pelvis up and down to better pleasure herself.
Kikyo copied her actions, the look on her face suggesting she had never even thought to try this before, and soon they were both moaning one another's names, keeping their hands joined in front of them. The experience was not as intense as her earlier one, but she didn't want something intense right now. For the moment, it was perfect. Feeling herself reaching her peak, she grabbed Kikyo by the hair and forced her mouth upon hers, kissing her until she came a few seconds after, quickly followed by her professor, who seemed to have been pushed over the edge by the knowledge of her student's orgasm. Gasping for breath, she stayed on her knees for a couple more minutes, trading kisses now and again with Kikyo until she was ready to stand and clean herself off for real now.
She allowed the older woman to wash and condition her hair, feeling like a baby gorilla when she began detangling it with her fingers, patiently undoing knots, careful not to hurt her and pull too hard. It almost made her want to cry. No one in her life had ever treated her so nicely. No one had ever seemed to care for her so much, to treat her gently, like she was something precious. Grabbing Kikyo's wrist, she turned around and kissed her, glad that the droplets of water covered her few tears.
"Thank you," she murmured, just loud enough to hear over the pounding of the water. "Thank you for being with me when not even I wanted to be with me." She knew she wasn't making much sense, but she was tired and hoped her true feelings would show through.
Kikyo simply smiled and gave her a soft, lingering kiss. "I'd want to be with you no matter what, Kagome. You..." She took a deep breath and closed her eyes briefly, as though preparing herself for something. "You make me happier than I've ever been with anyone else."
Kagome understood the implications of that, knew she was referring to her husband. Smiling up at the slightly taller woman, she said nothing, trying to be polite and not make waves. Even so, she was happy to hear that. It was nice to be wanted. It was something she hadn't felt in a long time, and never this intensely.
"You make me happy, too," she responded, not able to resist kissing her once more.
Neither of them took into consideration that the shower echoed and half-demons have very sensitive hearing. Even if they had, it would not have stopped them from coming together again.
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