Maybe Next Time | By : ShaeyaSedjet Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A Note from Sedjet: Ok. So,
I'm really on a roll lately. I'm flipping out about all the great
feedback I'm getting on Next Time and Bane. You guys are awesome!
I'll warn you, though. Things are about to get a little out there.
Our dear Kags is going to go buck wild. Yes, she and Ayame are going
to fool around. If you aren't into girl on girl action, I suggest
you turn back now. And please don't flame.
Disclaimer:
The characters from Inuyasha belong to Takahashi Rumiko. Judge Abby
Parker and Angela Goodlove, on the other hand are entirely mine.
Maybe Next Time
Chapter Four:
Buck Wild
Miroku sat on the floor of Kagome's
living room, grinning from ear to ear. He was up to his ears in
drunk, horny bitches. He might just end up getting laid if he played
his cards right. Had he been in his right mind, he would have
realized that there was no chance in hell he was getting laid. The
girls were horny, yes, but they were more interested in each other
than they were in him.
Kagome was sitting between Ayame's
splayed legs while Sango was draped on the plush, microfiber couch
which Ayame was leaning against. Kagome's bottom lip was sticking
out in an adorable pout.
“Is she prettier than me?”
she asked suddenly. “Are my tits not big enough?”
Ayame smiled...well...wolfishly and
gently squeezed Kagome's breasts. “Your tits are perfect,
Kagome. Don't stress about it. Inuyasha's just a dumbfuck who
doesn't realize how good he had it.”
“Fuck yeah!” Kagome
slurred. “I fucked him good, too. Motherfucker!”
Sango eyed her best friend, “'Gome?”
Kagome turned her head drunkenly,
trying to see Sango somewhere behind her. “Yeah?”
“Have you ever fucked a girl?”
Kagome giggled. “No, but I think
I might remedy that tonight.” She winked at Ayame who licked
her lips suggestively.
“Oh. Ok. You'll have to let me
know how that works out for you.”
“Oo!” Kagome clapped her
hands. “You could join us, Sango!”
The brunette eyed them warily. “I
don't know. I've never done anything like that.”
“Girl, you don't know what you're
missin'!” Ayame exclaimed. “When women make love, it's
like a work of art.”
“Ok. Well...maybe...”
Miroku was completely shitfaced and was
completely turned on by the fact that there were three girls in the
room with him talking about how they wanted to get it on together.
“I've been thinking about getting
my clit pierced,” Ayame mused.
Kagome squealed, “Really?! I've
heard it heals quickly and afterward it feels a-fucking-mazing.”
“That's why I'm interested.
Anything that can help me reach an orgasm quicker and more often
can't be too bad an investment.”
Kagome waggled her eyebrows
suggestively, “Let me know if you decide to go, and I'll go
with you.”
Miroku's interest was piqued. “You
mean getting...that...pierced wouldn't hurt?”
Ayame shook her head. “Most
chicks I've talked to about it say that it hurts less than getting
your ears pierced.”
Miroku thought back to when he got his
tiny golden hoops and nodded. “There are so many nerve endings
you'd think it would hurt more,” he murmured thoughtfully.
“Ah, but the nerve endings are
pleasure sensors. AND the clitoris is one of the fastest healing
places to pierce.”
He pondered that, “Makes sense.
Lots of blood flow during arousal.”
Ayame nodded, and Kagome looked back
and forth between her best friend and her soon to be fuck buddy.
“Wow. You two would make the perfect pair to go girl watching
together,” she giggled.
Miroku grinned and then sobered. “Hey,
um, if you guys want to get busy, I can call a cab to take me back to
the hotel.”
Ayame grinned, “Why are you so
anxious to leave, Miroku? She stroked Kagome's inner thigh at the
edge of her tiny red short shorts. “Are we making you
uncomfortable?”
Miroku cleared his throat. “That's
one way of putting it.” He raised his eyes to Kagome's. “Do
you want me to stay? I don't want any weirdness between us.”
Kagome's face grew very serious. This
was Miroku, her best friend. They ran around in diapers together.
How would she feel about him watching her get down and dirty with
Ayame and Sango? Sure, she trusted him. If she didn't, he wouldn't
be here right now. But would it damage their friendship? Would he
think any less of her?
“Would it make things weird for
you, Miro?”
“I'd like to say no, just so I
could watch three hot chicks go wild on each other. But truthfully?
I don't know.”
“I would never want to do
anything to damage our friendship, Miro. You know that.”
He smiled. “I know, Kags.”
Ayame decided to play mediator. If she
left it up to either of them, she wasn't going to get any at all.
“How 'bout this: We get this party started and if things get
weird, we part ways.”
Kagome nodded. “That's ok with
me, if it's ok with you, Miro,” she said shyly.
Miroku smiled. “Sure.” He
looked over at Sango, hanging off of the couch. “Is that ok
with you, Sango?”
The brunette in question lifted herself
into a seated position and smiled shyly. “Yeah.”
Ayame grinned, thrilled from the tips
of her youkai ears to her toes. “We should set up some limits
and boundaries, then.”
Miroku raised his hands in surrender.
“I for one am happy to just watch and jerk off.”
Sango giggled and knew she had had too
much to drink, but she was horny and wasn't going to let that stop
her. For once, she would worry about the consequences later. “Ok.
As the lawyer of the group, I am going to officiate these rules.”
Kagome rolled her eyes, “Only
Sango could form a sentence like that when she's drunk.”
Sango fisted one hand on a shapely hip,
“In a situation like this it is important to know where your
boundaries lie. Right, Ayame.”
Ayame bit back a grin and nodded
gravely.
This was the brunette's cue to stick
out her tongue at her best friend. “See?”
“Real mature, Sango,”
Kagome muttered.
Sango gave her a withering look. “Ok.
No touching unless you are invited. This goes for everyone, not
just Miroku.” She took a peek at him from the corner of her
eye. “Besides, it's not fair that he should be excluded.”
Miroku was shocked. He only hoped this
meant that she planned on inviting him to do a little touching.
“That's really all I can think
of. So, no touching unless you're invited, and if you're
uncomfortable just say stop.”
Miroku grinned from ear to ear, “Does
that mean I can take photos?”
If looks could kill, the glare Sango
graced him with would have had him pushing up daisies. “If I
see one photo of me on the internet or anywhere else, I will castrate
you.”
Kagome grinned deviously. “I
don't mind if you snap some well timed photos as long as Inuyasha
gets to see them.”
“Why would you want Inuyasha
to—Oooohhhh!” Sango giggled. “Ok, Miro. I'll be
in the photos as long as you don't get my face. And I get to see
every. single. photo. you. take.”
“I can live with that.”
And he could. He had memorized every one of Sango's features over
the years. He wouldn't need her face to identify her body in a
photo.
Ayame rubbed her hands together.
“Alrighty, kids. Let the debauchery begin!” She reached
for Kagome and pulled her close by fisting her hand in the hair at
the base of smaller girl's head. She slanted her lips against the
raven haired girl's and forced her backward to the floor.
Miroku's camera seemed to materialize
from nowhere and Sango tilted her head to side. “Wow,”
the lawyer murmured. “I'm impressed.” She and Miroku
continued to watch in awe as Ayame ravished Kagome. Sango glanced a
Miroku. “I'm really turned on right now.”
“That makes two of us.”
“Four!” Ayame mumbled
between licks and nibbles and Kagome's neck. And Kagome just
giggled.
Sango turned her cinnamon hued gaze to
Miroku. “Miro?”
“Yeah?”
“That was your cue to touch.”
The indigo eyed young man gaped for
only a moment before leaping into action. He didn't need to be told
twice to touch a beautiful lady. “Are you sure?” he
asked, even as he reached for her.
“If I weren't I wouldn't have
invited you to touch,” was her perfectly reasonable response.
Miroku closed his eyes and thanked the
gods for putting him in the right place at the rightest of times as
he leaned in to kiss the lawyer he'd been hot for since the day they
met.
* * *
Indigo eyes opened to a sunlit room and
immediately closed as their proprietor winced against the brightness
of the morning. He stiffened as the weight on his chest shifted.
Squinting one eye open, he craned his neck to see a brunette head
nuzzling closer to his neck.
Miroku's heart nearly stopped. Oh, he
was going to be so dead. Sango was going to kill him. Last night
was supposed to only be a night of experimentation. The evening's
events replayed themselves in his head and cemented the knowledge of
his impending doom. Once Sango woke up and realized what they'd
done, she was going to rip his balls off, pan fry them and feed them
to her cat.
The woman in question stirred again and
raised her head. Her cinnamon colored eyes met Miroku's and to his
surprise, she blushed a becoming shade of pink. Miroku gulped, “Good
morning, sunshine.” he ventured, testing the waters.
She ducked her head, looking up at him
from under her lashes. “Good morning.”
For the second time that morning,
Miroku's heart nearly stopped. He knew in the moment that she looked
up at him shyly from beneath her lashes that his heart was lost.
There would be no more pining for Kagome, whose heart could never be
his. From that moment, there would only ever be Sango. He was
completely smitten and, to be perfectly honest, shocked as hell. He
had expected a beating when she woke, but this? This was something
he was entirely unprepared for. The lay like that for quite some
time, just looking at one another.
Finally, Miroku cleared his throat a
little, “So...about last night.”
Sango started, her head shooting up.
“It was great.”
Miroku couldn't help but smile.
“Really?”
Sango rolled her eyes, “Oh, come
on! You can't tell me you didn't enjoy it!”
“If I remember correctly, I
enjoyed it very much.”
“None of your cheek, mister!”
she muttered.
“Yes, ma'am!”
She lowered her head and concentrated
on tracing delicious patterns on his chest. “I'm glad it was
ok. I didn't think I would measure up.”
“Sango, look at me,” he
commanded softly. She raised her eyes to meet his. “Last
night was the single most incredible night of my life.”
“Shut up.”
It was his turn to roll his eyes, “I'm
serious, Sango. Of all the times I imagined us having sex, I never
dreamed it could be that good.”
Her jaw dropped. “You've thought
about us having sex?!”
“Well, duh! I'm the biggest lech
you know. How could you think I wouldn't be thinking about us having
sex?”
“Cheeky bastard,” she
muttered, “I am flattered, though.” She was quiet for a
moment and the tension in the room kicked up a few notches.
“So...what happens now?”
Miroku considered telling her that he
would like nothing more than to roll her over and repeat last night's
activities, but he thought better of it. “I don't know, Sango.
That depends on you. We have several options: 1) Continue on as if
this never happened, 2) Turn tail and run, never seeing each other
again, or 3) Test the waters and see how things work out.”
Sango sat up, covering herself with the
sheet, “You and I both know we can't go on like nothing
happened. The sex was too great for that. Number two is out of the
question for me, because in spite of everything, I think I actually
enjoy your company.”
“Gee thanks,” he muttered.
“Oh, shut up. But number three
is the one that is dangerous territory. I'm a one man kind of woman.
If I'm seeing someone he's the only one. I've known you long enough
to know that you don't operate that way. I don't want to be your
flavor of the week. And anything we had would be long distance. I
don't know if I'm prepared for something like that.”
Miroku shifted himself into a sitting
position, “Sango, I'm not saying we have to begin a committed
relationship right now. Hell, I don't know if I would be ready for
something like that, either. I'm suggesting that we get to know each
other a bit better and see where it takes us.” She started to
protest, “Look, Sango. I know that you are a strong woman.
You're a lawyer. You like to have everything laid out for you in
black and white. I get that. But relationships don't work that way.
They aren't set in stone.”
Sango mulled it over in her mind. Her
silence was beginning to unnerve Miroku when she sighed. “Ok.
I'll try it.”
“Well, don't sound so happy about
it.”
“What did I say about your
cheek?”
“Yes, ma'am,” he grinned.
“But seriously? I'm glad you want to give a try.”
“Honestly? I'm surprised as hell
that it was your idea!”
He clutched his chest dramatically,
“You wound me, Sango!”
“If we can make it a week before
I kill you, I will be surprised.”
“Why so violent when you could
just bend me over your knee and spank me?”
“Dear gods, what am I getting
myself into?”
Miroku grinned and kissed her cheek.
“We'd better get up and about before Kagome and Wolf Girl get
up and about. We'll never hear the end of this.”
The next thing Sango saw was his naked
ass and he pulled on his boxers. He does have a nice ass. I
could spank it. She giggled
silently and took her sheet with her into the bathroom, stopping
along the way to grab her from the trail that had been made on the
way to the bed. But seriously...what have I gotten myself
into???
* * *
Kagome waved as
Ayame and Miroku headed to their cars. The moment she shut the
door, she turned to Sango, a knowing glint in her eyes. “Spill.”
“Why, Kagome,
whatever do you mean?” Sango replied, striving for innocence.
“Cut the
crap. You know exactly what I mean, Sango. You and Miroku went to
bed together. In my guest bedroom!”
“How would
you know? You were passed out,” Sango sniffed
haughtily.
“Ayame wasn't
passed out and she saw you both go into my guest room and shut the
door. So spill, Sango.”
Sango crossed her
arms stubbornly.
“You did it!
You had sex with Miroku!” Kagome squealed.
Sango hung her head
in defeat.
“Was it good?
How many times? Is he big?” She would have continued, but
Sango put up a hand.
“Ok. Yes, we
had sex. It was the most fantastic sex I've ever had. I lost count
after the fourth orgasm. And his penis is just fine with me. Do you
want a detailed list of positions and all the dirty things he said?”
“Oh, my god!
My two best friends are having sex!!!” Kagome squealed doing
what could only be described as a sort of demented peepee dance.
“Did I just
time warp back to high school?” Sango wondered out loud.
“Come on,
Sango. I've been waiting for this to happen for years now. My two
favorite people are together!”
“Whoa, tiger!
I didn't say anything about us being together. You inferred that on
your own.” She ducked her head. “But we're going to
keep seeing each other and go from there.” She looked up at
Kagome with a sheepish expression. I think I really like him,
though.”
Kagome emitted an
ear-piercing squeal and this time hugged Sango while doing her peepee
dance.
Sango rolled her
eyes. “I can't believe you're this excited about this. I
haven't had sex with anything that doesn't require batteries in over
a year and I think you might be more excited than I am.”
* * *
“You
what?!?!
Let me see that!” Inuyasha snatched the camera phone out of
Miroku's hands. Sure enough, there was that slutty wolf with her
tongue shoved down Kagome's throat. There was another of Kagome
looking up at her with the sexiest look Inuyasha had ever seen as she
licked the red head's nipple. He didn't know whether to be jealous
or pissed off. Kagome really didn't owe him anything, but it still
hurt that she had moved on so quickly. Though he knew it was
hopeless, Inuyasha had hoped that Kagome would come back to him.
Everyone fucked up, right? He sighed and thrust the phone back at
Miroku. “What are you so frickin' happy about? Looks like you
were only documenting the evenings events for your spank bank.”
“Sango finally succumbed to my charms and slept with me last
night.”
Inuyasha snorted, “You mean you got her drunk so she would have
sex with you.”
“I should probably be offended by that, but no. Actually,
Sango made the first move. And she has agreed to see me
again.”
“I can't believe this. Kagome's a lesbian and you're fucking
Sango.”
Miroku coughed to hide his grin. He wasn't going to tell Inuyasha
that Kagome had passed out, leaving Ayame high and dry. It was too
much fun watching him squirm. “Technically, Inuyasha, Kagome is
bi-sexual. And why do you care anyway? You forfeited jealousy
rights when you fucked Kikyou.”
Inuyasha growled. “Shut your fuckin' mouth, Miroku.”
“No, Inuyasha, I don't think I will. What, exactly, is your
fucking problem? You made a choice and you chose poorly. Now, you
have to live with the consequences of your actions. You've been a
miserable asshole since it happened. You should just let go and move
on.”
“I can't, Miroku.”
“Why not? It was easy enough to set her aside for Kikyou. Why
can't you just set her free?”
“Because I love her,” was the soft reply.
Miroky snorted. “You have a fucked up way of showing it,
then.”
“Can we just not talk about this and go get something to eat.”
Mirkou shrugged, “Whatever floats your boat.”
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