Wicked Ways
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
81
Views:
8,267
Reviews:
163
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Conference...
The limo rolled to a stop in front of the main entrance of the Parisian hotel. The driver stepped to her door, opening it. Rin slowly slid from the vehicle, her fingers adjusted the skirt wrapped about her slender legs. She smiled to the driver, tilting her head in thanks as she walked past him.
A group of photographers rushed about her, recognizing her from the recent arrival at Luxor. A guard stepped forth, his massive arm, sweeping the crowd aside as he smiled to the girl, gesturing to the door. “Sesshomaru has instructed me to tell you that he awaits your arrival in the convention room.”
Rin smiled politely and nodded, moving past the elegant doors to the Vegas hotel. Crowds of people gathered here and there, gambling, talking, drinking. A small man was seen hopping up and down a moment before the bald head came darting through the crowds, rushing up to Rin as she looked about.
“Miss Rin…you look absolutely….woah…” he stopped a moment, staring at the temptress before him. She shifted slightly, looking down to Jaken as he gaped a moment as her bound breasts. Her hand moved, backhanding him slightly before he blinked and grinned, pointing to a hallway
Rin nodded and shooked her head as she walked off, finger moving to brush off small pieces of dust and lint clinging to her dress. A group of men whistled as she passed, one stepping forward to stand before her as he spread his arms in a suggestive “you want me” gesture. Rin growled to them as she passed, flipping the man off as he screamed “Dyke” after her. “Fucking typical…”
The hallway was quiet, almost as if in another world from the casino just beyond the velvet rope. A door stood before her, detailed with fine wooden carvings and painted scenes of Paris. Her hand reached for the doorknob, clicking it open before she slipped in, closing the door behind her as she looked about the empty room.
Sesshomaru shifted, coming to step out from behind the black curtain upon the stage in the room. His slender form wrapped in his classic leather stage getup. The strips of cloth wrapping across his skin, metal clasps here and there placed in style to accentuate the black of his outfit. His silver hair fell across his eyes, shielding his gaze a moment, before he froze, catching the outline of the woman who just entered.
Rin shifted from one heel to the other, seeing the demon’s eyes flare a moment, before she found herself pinned back to the door. Sesshomaru’s lithe body pressing to her own as claws wove they way about her wrists, pulling them above her head as he sniffed at her neck lightly. “When I said daring….I never expected…” His words faded to nothing. His fingers unclasping from her wrists before they moved to slide down her sides, his lips parting in a slight groan as he felt the vinyl so tight against her little form.
“Rin…” His voice was a whisper. His lips moving to graze her own as fingers darted their way to grip her soft ass. Rin herself moaned, hers has half closing as her vision blurred, feeling Sesshomaru’s length beginning to press out against his leather. Her eyes opened, looking to him as he growled, pressing her back to the door once more. “Mine….you will be mine…”
She gasped. His hand had moved, fingers easily parting her legs apart before fingers trailed claws up her thigh to the hem of her dress, tracing the devilish material as his other arm wrapped about her. His body pulled from her, his grip upon her back, urging her forward with him as he licked hungrily at her lips.
But all movement soon ceased. His head looked up, sensing the band nearing as the press conference threatened to commence. He growled, his eyes flaring their demonic red before he looked back to her, pulling away slightly. “Did you like my little visit during your shower, kitten?”
Rin gasped, blushing horrifically as the doors swung open. Inuyasha stepped forward, whistling at Rin’s backside as the band made their way over to the couple. “Damn…Sess…” A hand landed firmly on Rin’s backside, leaving a hard slap. The girl jumped some, unexpecting of the physical contact. Her head turned, facing the lecherous Miroku as he grinned evilly, staring at her backside still.
Sesshomaru howled fully at the touching monk, his hanvingving quickly as he shoved Rin aside and stepped up to Miroku, growling deeply. “You fucking lay one more goddamn dirty hand on her and I..”
“Boys…boys…” Jaken pressed past the group of males as Rin took a few steps back, removing herself from the crowd. “The reporters are waiting. Please…just relax and take your seats. And Miroku…don’t touch what not yours…do I have to go over this again…or will another 30 lawsuits finally get it through your head?”
Sesshomaru growled once more to Miroku before he turned, leaving the boy with a grim face. The demon’s hand curled about his kitten’s waist, pulling her towards the seat next to the middle, before licking at her lips lightly. “Mine…”
A group of photographers rushed about her, recognizing her from the recent arrival at Luxor. A guard stepped forth, his massive arm, sweeping the crowd aside as he smiled to the girl, gesturing to the door. “Sesshomaru has instructed me to tell you that he awaits your arrival in the convention room.”
Rin smiled politely and nodded, moving past the elegant doors to the Vegas hotel. Crowds of people gathered here and there, gambling, talking, drinking. A small man was seen hopping up and down a moment before the bald head came darting through the crowds, rushing up to Rin as she looked about.
“Miss Rin…you look absolutely….woah…” he stopped a moment, staring at the temptress before him. She shifted slightly, looking down to Jaken as he gaped a moment as her bound breasts. Her hand moved, backhanding him slightly before he blinked and grinned, pointing to a hallway
Rin nodded and shooked her head as she walked off, finger moving to brush off small pieces of dust and lint clinging to her dress. A group of men whistled as she passed, one stepping forward to stand before her as he spread his arms in a suggestive “you want me” gesture. Rin growled to them as she passed, flipping the man off as he screamed “Dyke” after her. “Fucking typical…”
The hallway was quiet, almost as if in another world from the casino just beyond the velvet rope. A door stood before her, detailed with fine wooden carvings and painted scenes of Paris. Her hand reached for the doorknob, clicking it open before she slipped in, closing the door behind her as she looked about the empty room.
Sesshomaru shifted, coming to step out from behind the black curtain upon the stage in the room. His slender form wrapped in his classic leather stage getup. The strips of cloth wrapping across his skin, metal clasps here and there placed in style to accentuate the black of his outfit. His silver hair fell across his eyes, shielding his gaze a moment, before he froze, catching the outline of the woman who just entered.
Rin shifted from one heel to the other, seeing the demon’s eyes flare a moment, before she found herself pinned back to the door. Sesshomaru’s lithe body pressing to her own as claws wove they way about her wrists, pulling them above her head as he sniffed at her neck lightly. “When I said daring….I never expected…” His words faded to nothing. His fingers unclasping from her wrists before they moved to slide down her sides, his lips parting in a slight groan as he felt the vinyl so tight against her little form.
“Rin…” His voice was a whisper. His lips moving to graze her own as fingers darted their way to grip her soft ass. Rin herself moaned, hers has half closing as her vision blurred, feeling Sesshomaru’s length beginning to press out against his leather. Her eyes opened, looking to him as he growled, pressing her back to the door once more. “Mine….you will be mine…”
She gasped. His hand had moved, fingers easily parting her legs apart before fingers trailed claws up her thigh to the hem of her dress, tracing the devilish material as his other arm wrapped about her. His body pulled from her, his grip upon her back, urging her forward with him as he licked hungrily at her lips.
But all movement soon ceased. His head looked up, sensing the band nearing as the press conference threatened to commence. He growled, his eyes flaring their demonic red before he looked back to her, pulling away slightly. “Did you like my little visit during your shower, kitten?”
Rin gasped, blushing horrifically as the doors swung open. Inuyasha stepped forward, whistling at Rin’s backside as the band made their way over to the couple. “Damn…Sess…” A hand landed firmly on Rin’s backside, leaving a hard slap. The girl jumped some, unexpecting of the physical contact. Her head turned, facing the lecherous Miroku as he grinned evilly, staring at her backside still.
Sesshomaru howled fully at the touching monk, his hanvingving quickly as he shoved Rin aside and stepped up to Miroku, growling deeply. “You fucking lay one more goddamn dirty hand on her and I..”
“Boys…boys…” Jaken pressed past the group of males as Rin took a few steps back, removing herself from the crowd. “The reporters are waiting. Please…just relax and take your seats. And Miroku…don’t touch what not yours…do I have to go over this again…or will another 30 lawsuits finally get it through your head?”
Sesshomaru growled once more to Miroku before he turned, leaving the boy with a grim face. The demon’s hand curled about his kitten’s waist, pulling her towards the seat next to the middle, before licking at her lips lightly. “Mine…”