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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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Chapter List
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Note: I wrote my ass off this weekend to have this ready by my birthday, September 21st, which you might recognize on your calendars marked as the best day ever. Yay, me! You all get a present because I am so very generous. Convert your tears of joy and rapturous exaltations of my name into reviews and we’ll call it even.
This is kinda sloppy (oh my) because I wanted to post it more than I wanted to write it and it is certainly not up to my standards of being at least a 2 of 10 on the scale of all things readable. In short, this chapter is not at all edited and I’m insecure about that. Mea culpa, bae[s].
Five: Merinthophilia
Still reeling from the kiss the next morning, Kagome got out of bed rather late and tentatively made her way downstairs. Kikyo was a late riser and always skipped breakfast, so usually it was just her and Inuyasha awkwardly eating together and trying to ignore one another’s weird chewing sounds. Today, she was excited to sit through something she normally dreaded. It was the only time they had alone together, as the rest of her day would be spent at school with Kikyo and then they’d all be together doing who knew what.
As quietly as she could, Kagome entered the kitchen, expecting the large breakfast Inuyasha always prepared for them both. To her disappointment, he was already eating. He’d always waited for her arrival before, no matter how late she slept in. Going to the stove, she checked all the pots and pans, even looking in the microwave, but there wasn’t any food. Her stomach grumbled at the sight and she turned to Inuyasha, a questioning look on her face.
“Where’s my breakfast?”
He shrugged. “I ain’t your mother. Make some cereal.”
“But you always make us breakfast…”
He glared at her. “No, I always make Kikyo and I breakfast. You just keep eating her food. Thought you could do without the extra calories.”
“Are you calling me fat?” she hissed, eyes narrowed.
“You’re the one who said it,” he drawled, stuffing a giant piece of French toast in his mouth.
“If I didn’t mean it before when I said I wouldn’t sleep with you anymore, I sure as hell mean it now!” she shouted, momentarily forgetting about the woman upstairs. Inuyasha was acting like he’d never come to her room last night, had never said he wanted to be friends. Instead of being hurt like she was yesterday, she was fucking angry.
Inuyasha had the gall to laugh, actually laugh at her. Recovering, his mouth quickly twisted down to its usual sneer and he fired back, “Bullshit. I could whip out my dick right now and your first reaction would be to suck it right into that hot little mouth.”
The picture he painted ignited little tendrils of fire beginning to twist down below, which made her even more furious. Whipping her hair back off her shoulder, she let out one laugh full of contempt. “You’re so full of yourself. I wouldn’t exactly be deprived if I gave up your dick. Kikyo’s more than enough for me,” she said tauntingly.
Suddenly, he was close to her, right in front of her, his breath sweet with the smell of syrup. “She can’t give you what you want,” he murmured dangerously, his body heat making her flush. “What you need…”
Realizing he was making an attempt to manipulate her, she just raised her chin and rolled her eyes. “Your wife’s got a very nifty tongue and she uses it better than anyone else I’ve ever been with,” she replied, her voice warming as she remembered just how good that tongue had been to her.
Inuyasha’s fangs peeked out over his lower lip in what was not quite a smile. “Better than anyone? You sure about that?”
Before she could think up an appropriately biting retort, his hands were on her hips and she was lifted up into the air and set down on the counter top. The sly look on his face stifled anything she could say in objection, and then his hands crept up the side of her legs until they met the waistband of her pajama pants, where they lingered for a moment, warming her hips with their heat before his claws slipped inside the band and dragged the flannel cloth down to her ankles.
“You’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, tracing her outer lips with the tip of a claw.
“W-what are you doing?” she stuttered, eyes widening when his knuckle brushed against her clit.
“Proving you wrong.”
The heat of his tongue descended on her and Kagome cried out, thighs tensing. He had gone down on her their first night together, but never again after that, always just watching Kikyo do it with eyes filled with lust and torment. Kagome had completely forgotten how much of an expert he was on all things sexual. A whimper escaped her throat and she ground her teeth after a series of particularly pleasurable licks. Inuyasha toned it down a little, reducing the pace of his tongue but bringing his fingers to tease the outer edges of her hole before easing their way inside, stretching her even as they caressed her. Before she could get used to it, he removed his fingers entirely, nipping along gently down her outer lips and then tonguing her cunt, the slick muscle worming its way inside and flitting about the edges at intervals. Kagome squealed and grabbed the back of his head, pressing his face further into her. He grunted in surprise but quickly adapted, his nose grinding against her clit.
“Holy fuck,” she panted, straining to keep her eyes open even though she was already seeing stars, simply because the sight of his head between her legs was turning her on tremendously.
Inuyasha glanced up at her, his eyes a deep, devious gold. Sucking her flesh into his mouth, he released it with a wet pop. “I wanna see you play with your tits, Kagome. Pinch your nipples and cum all over my face. I want to eat and drink you,” he said, his voice turning into a groan at the end before he dove back in, sucking at her clit with a vengeance.
On the edge of both the counter and her orgasm, Kagome hurriedly obeyed, yanking her top up and feeling herself up, rubbing her nipples and pinching and pulling them, wishing her soft, slender fingers were his own rough and thick ones. His licks sped up, the fury of his passion sending her spiraling away into multiple glorious orgasms. She was so entirely overwhelmed that she didn’t even realize when she fell from a sitting position onto her back, hitting her head in the process. Her ponytail took the brunt of the fall, and so she barely noticed.
What she did notice was when Inuyasha pulled away. Still gasping and cumming, she wanted nothing more than to curl up and recover from the intense activity she had just been a participant in. But her partner had other plans. His hands roamed her body, smoothing up her legs and sides to cup her breasts before moving back down and cupping her ass, his lips assaulting hers with violent kisses she didn’t have the energy to return, razorblade fangs leaving small nicks on her mouth that matched the marks on her body where his claws had snagged. It seemed like longer but was really just a second, and then she was in his arms and transferred to the carpeted floor.
“My turn,” he nearly purred, his pupils very much dilated.
Kagome opened her mouth submissively as he disrobed, but he straddled her ribcage instead of her face. She stared at him questioningly, but he merely put his hands on her breasts and squeezed them together, sandwiching his cock between them. His mouth dropped open in pleasure, eyes rolling back before they closed. His thumbs played with her nipples, giving her another small orgasm that was no more than a brief spasm of her muscles, just strong enough to be noticeable. After a while of simply jerking himself off with her tits, he seemed to want more. Right hand abandoning her breasts, he grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head up slightly so she could lick and suck the tip of his cock. Getting turned on anew by his wildness, she played her part, flicking her tongue inside his hole and swirling around the head, paying special attention to the part underneath before gently sucking. Kagome decided to take control from him and moved her breasts on her own, pushing them further together as he thrust forward. Their eyes connected, and just like that, he shot his orgasm all over her chest, neck, and face, shuddering as he released jet after messy jet.
Inuyasha moved just enough to collapse beside her, half on her. If his orgasm was anywhere near as intense as hers, she knew he must be feeling pretty worn out. Turning her head, Kagome saw he was already looking at her, his eyes revealing something she could not quite identify before turning blank. Tentatively, she moved closer to him, turning on her side to better face him. It looked like he was going to move away, but she kept up her advance and he met her halfway, his lips touching her own with a hesitant kind of tenderness that made her feel warm inside, right where she always thought her soul was located. Kagome returned the kiss in kind, unable to explain what remained after the frantic need for fucking was over and done with. The kiss was slow and unspeakably sweet, and something about it niggled at the back of her brain. What did this remind her of? And then it came to her: This was how he kissed Kikyo.
Inuyasha pulled away as though he had just come to the same shocking realization. They stared at each other, short of breath, though not from any physical exertion. Clearing his throat, the half-demon got to his feet somewhat unsteadily, turning around to go up the stairs. Bringing her knees to her chest, Kagome watched him go.
O/o/O
The girl spent the rest of the day in a daze. Not even Kikyo could bring her out of her thoughts. She went through her duties robotically, grading papers for her professor to look over, wondering if she should feel guilty. Was she doing anything wrong? It was all consensual. Good lord, was it consensual… But something had shifted in a way she was not entirely comfortable with. Something had changed and now she was confused. Did she want Inuyasha as a boyfriend? She shook her head vehemently, a blush rising on her cheeks as she glanced at Kikyo, who was staring at her with a dreamy smile on her face. No, wanting Inuyasha was out of the question. He was a total asshole, not to mention married. But what if he wanted her too? Kagome frowned. Would that make her a homewrecker? She’d always been of the opinion that there was no home to wreck if children weren’t involved, but Kikyo was her friend and bed partner, along with so much more. Kikyo was the first friend she’d made in this chapter of her life, the one who’d saved her from her homeless hell, the one who’d given her the ability to help her family out of something similar. Inuyasha never would have done something like that for her. Not for anyone. He was a shiftless, jobless, lazy, mean, leech with beautiful eyes and a gorgeous body. If he were a tubby balding man, she wouldn’t even be entertaining thoughts of being with him. It was all physical. No, she definitely didn’t want him. Not for more than a fuck here and there. But oh, how he fucked her…
When they arrived home, a little later than usual due to the sheer amount of paperwork they’d had to go through from the recently completed essays on Hellenic Greece, Inuyasha was waiting by the door, obviously impatient. Kikyo smiled at him, and he returned it with what Kagome was sure he thought was a smile but looked more like a grimace. The man seemed incapable of expressing joy. His eyes darted to her, and she tried to avoid looking at him, but his gaze raked over her body and she couldn’t repress a shudder. They sized one another up for just a fraction of a second before they both turned their attention to Kikyo.
“How was your day?” she asked Inuyasha, kissing him on the cheek.
He shrugged. “Same old boring shit.” He didn’t return the question, obviously uninterested.
Used to it, Kikyo nodded. “Kagome and I grabbed dinner back at school, so—”
“Yeah, okay,” he said gruffly. Kikyo glared at him and looked ready to say something sharp when he continued. “I wanna try something.”
Her eyes lit up with interest and she glanced at Kagome, who suddenly felt like a sex doll.
“What did you have in mind?” she asked, voice low and soaked in sex.
Inuyasha grinned, the look sleazy and feral. “Remember our honeymoon?”
Kikyo bit her lip and nodded, her nipples abruptly becoming erect, visibly straining against her thin blouse. Kagome could almost smell the woman getting wet. What the hell had they done on their honeymoon?! That was supposed to be an occasion of expressing deepest love, not exploring lust.
“Since Kagome is a part of this relationship now, how about we initiate her into the marriage like we did with each other?” he innocently suggested.
Kikyo merely smiled and bolted upstairs, seemingly to make preparations. Kagome, however, was floored. Marriage. He had said marriage. They were going to initiate her into their marriage. Though that seemed blasé to the both of them, it meant a lot to Kagome. It meant she would be with them, a part of them, a member of their family and not just some bought and paid for whore. It meant there were feelings involved. It meant commitment. Maybe she was reading too much into this, okay, she definitely was, but that knowledge didn’t stop the tears of happiness from pricking her eyes.
“Are you ready, Kagome?” Kikyo asked softly from the staircase, wearing nothing but a pair of white high-waisted satin panties.
Was she?
“Come on,” Inuyasha murmured encouragingly, encasing her trembling hand in his.
She didn’t think anymore. She just felt.
When they arrived in the bedroom, the married couple took turns undressing her. Kikyo slowly unbuttoned her pale pink blouse, pressing warm kisses against each patch of skin that was revealed. Meanwhile, Inuyasha unzipped her skirt, fingers teasingly caressing her skin. Dropping to his knees, he kissed the small, bare space of her navel, flicking out his tongue and dragging it ever so torturously across her skin. Kagome shivered, and her skirt abruptly dropped to the floor, leaving her wearing only a small white thong. As Kikyo dragged her shirt off her arms, Inuyasha began to kiss along her mons, right on the edge of where the thong was stretched tight across her. A whimper escaped her lips and Kikyo pressed a kiss against her pulse, her lips traveling downward until they reached the soft tops of her breasts, pushed up and out by the enhancing bra she wore. The older woman swiftly unclipped it, and instead of taking a nipple into her mouth like Kagome expected, she threw the garment across the room and pressed her lips against hers, frantic in her desire. Their nipples brushed against each other and Kagome groaned, spurred on by the sheer amount of feelings Kikyo was displaying. Deciding to be bold, the student grabbed her professor by the hips and embraced her, kissing her into a state of madness, their breasts smashed between them. Kikyo moaned in rapture, one hand on Kagome’s ass and the other on her husband’s head, playing with his hair as he dragged the girl’s underwear down with his teeth.
Somehow, they maneuvered their way to the bed, Kagome ending up underneath the both of them. Inuyasha was between her legs once again, smacking his lips with a lustful gluttony as he ate her out. Meanwhile, his wife was busying herself with the young girl’s mouth, lazily running her fingertips up her stomach and over her ribs until they almost touched her nipple and then back down again, going higher each time. Torn between keeping her hooded eyes on Kikyo’s as they kissed and craning her neck to watch as Inuyasha played with her pussy, Kagome simply closed her eyes and gave herself to the sensations. At that moment, Kikyo’s evil teasing fingers finally made good on their promise and brushed against her nipple, the small touch on her beyond turned-on body making her jolt, which pushed her cunt further onto the half-demon’s face. Mouth falling open in a moan, Kagome broke the kiss with her professor and looked at the man between her legs, cumming in a gushing burst when she locked eyes with him just as his long tongue nudged her clit.
Taking advantage of her open mouth, Kikyo offered her breast, licking her lips when the girl took it into her mouth, face still rapturous from her ongoing orgasm. Pulling away, Kikyo rearranged herself so she was on her hands and knees on top of Kagome, top angled downwards to give her student access to her aching nipples. Inuyasha seemed called by the high, swaying bottom of his wife, as he quickly finished Kagome up and rose to his knees, plunging roughly into Kikyo without a warning. His wife cried out in surprise and pleasure, pressing herself back on his cock. Kagome observed all this from below, the hard nipple in her mouth combined with the display making her wet all over again.
“Fuck.” Inuyasha grunted in happiness as he pumped into Kikyo, establishing a rhythm. “I can still taste your cunt, Kagome,” he rasped as he licked his lips, eyes meeting hers even at such a difficult angle.
The college girl’s clit begged for more attention at that comment. Mewling helplessly, she continued to suck on her professor’s nipple, going harder before switching. A slight trembling of limbs was the only sign of Kikyo’s orgasm, and she collapsed on top of Kagome, her husband continuing to pump away inside her. Kagome was in heaven, her clit finally getting the attention it needed as Kikyo’s flesh rubbed against it. She and Inuyasha were locked in the most erotic staring contest she’d ever participated in. He didn’t have to say a word to tell her what he was thinking. She just knew, having somehow unlocked the secret to reading his eyes. They told her he was imagining her, her and her pussy, her cum on his cock. Wanting to see him cum, she shifted a little until one of her breasts was visible to him, Kikyo resting on the other one. A small smile on her face, Kagome brought the tip of her left index finger to her mouth, sucking on it as she had on her professor’s tit just a couple minutes ago. When she finally pulled it away, a strand of saliva still connected it to her mouth. Licking her bottom lip, she pursed her lips in a kiss before she circled her finger around her areola, enjoying the way his eyes followed the small movement as though hypnotized. Just as she brought it to her nipple, rubbing against it until it shone, his face twisted in what looked like pain, though she knew it was much the opposite. Crying out, he finished inside his wife, adding his weight to what she smilingly thought of as a dog pile.
“How the hell did you do all that on your honeymoon with just two people?” Kagome giggled.
Kikyo just smiled and brushed back her student’s bangs. “Oh, that was just foreplay.”
Inuyasha pulled out and rolled over, reaching for his bedside table drawer. “This is how we started our honeymoon,” he said, holding up a bottle of what looked like massage oil.
The professor grabbed the bottle from him, eager to get started. Two sets of hands helped turn Kagome over on to her stomach. She felt goosebumps pop up along her arms in anticipation of what was to come. Kikyo straddled her lower back while Inuyasha knelt between her legs, his hands running up and down her limbs. The oil spurted over her shoulder blades, warm and thick and smelling slightly of honey. The sensation was pleasant and soon magnified by the feel of Kikyo’s sure hands smoothing the oil into her skin, massaging away the tenseness that still lingered from the stress of the past few months. It was more relaxing than sexual while still retaining some sensual feeling. Sighing happily, Kagome relaxed her head on her arms, feeling peaceful.
Her content was interrupted when Kikyo handed the bottle to her husband. The entire time his wife had been working on Kagome’s back, he had been running his hands up and down her legs, stopping here and there to give small, secret caresses that she barely noticed. When he got his hands on the bottle, however, he wasted no time and quickly squirted about half the bottle’s contents onto her ass. Kagome shivered and felt herself moisten, the sensation of the oil dripping in to her ass crack and crevices making her moan aloud. His large hands massaged her cheeks, squeezing them roughly before pulling them apart, allowing for the oil to sluggishly run past her pink starburst and into unfamiliar territory. His fingers played across the crevice, letting her get accustomed to the feeling. Slick with oil, his index finger rimmed around the hole, barely dipping in a couple times. It was driving Kagome crazy, and she tried to push back against him, but Kikyo’s weight prevented her.
Meanwhile, Kikyo had thoroughly oiled her entire back, massaging all her troubles away. Now her hands were impatiently teasing her sides, concentrating on the sides of her breasts. Between Inuyasha fingering her ass and Kikyo almost touching her aching nipples, Kagome was beyond frustrated. Just as the torture was becoming too much, Kikyo slid off and Inuyasha flipped her over, discreetly cleaning his fingers with a baby wipe he’d brought out just for this purpose. The couple switched places, with Kikyo going between her legs and Inuyasha straddling her pelvis, staring down at her with hungry eyes. Kagome looked up at him, begging him for the amazing, powerful release he never failed to give her. One side of his lips quirked up and then the bottle of oil was in his hand. He applied it generously to her breasts, taking his time and drawing spirals on her body until the bottle was nearly empty, flinging it carelessly to the side when he was done.
Kikyo grabbed the bottle, surprising Kagome and making her jump when she shoved it inside her pussy, just a couple of inches. She fucked her with it, in and out, slow and teasing, releasing a burst of oil each time she thrust inward. Just hearing the noises of her own juices combined with the massage oil had Kagome ready to cum. Seeming to sense that, her professor withdrew the bottle from her. Just as she was about to voice her displeasure at such an action, Kikyo picked up where her husband had left off, the fingers of her left hand exploring her ass as the fingers of her right similarly fucked her pussy.
The girl’s attention was again captured by Inuyasha, who slid his hands over her breasts, cupping them before he finally touched her nipples, his thumbs just barely nudging them. The slickness of the oil somehow amplified the sensations and Kagome squirmed in pleasure, her lips parting in a gasp. The half-demon smirked down at her, eyes ablaze with desire and confidence. She hated him for how much it turned her on.
“Little slut,” he cooed fondly for her ears only, nothing negative in his tone. Kagome frowned anyway, disturbed.
“Don’t call me that,” she whispered back. It gave her confusing feelings, much like everything else he did or said. It turned her on, yeah, but she didn’t want to be a slut. She just wanted to be Kagome.
Inuyasha acted as though he hadn’t heard her, leaning down to press his lips to hers with a firm message: You are not your own. Kagome couldn’t help but to answer him, arguing back with her own kiss. She fought as he attempted to overwhelm her, biting his lip just shy of savagely. His eyes gleamed in appreciation and he withdrew, going back to her breasts. After a few seconds, he moved to kneel at her side, lowering his head and taking one oiled nipple into his mouth, adding his hot tongue to the sensual mix that was currently torturing Kagome.
The girl closed her eyes, unable to fully comprehend the maddeningly blissful height she had reached. How was it possible for everything to feel so good without it making her cum already? Kikyo’s light fingering was doing nothing more than driving her to the edge before pulling her back again. Each time she cried out, wordlessly pleading for them to let her finish, they reduced their pace. Even though she’d learned to muffle her voice, they seemed to guess what she was feeling and when. Kagome couldn’t win. As she was pondering this, Inuyasha took himself from her breast, and before she could fully open her eyes, he had tied her up with a rope, using demonic speed and strength to ensure she was not able to escape.
“W-what?” she gasped in confusion, craning her neck so she could see that her wrists really were restrained and secured to the bed posts.
“This is what made our honeymoon memorable,” Inuyasha said, his mouth glistening with the massage oil. Somehow, the sight made her pussy clench.
Kikyo took the silken rope from her husband’s clawed hands, quickly tying an intricate pattern of knots across Kagome’s body, framing her breasts and finishing it off at her pussy, making it tight against her dripping slit. The student moaned as her professor began to knead her breasts, squirming in place. She quickly discovered that the more she moved, the more the rope rubbed against her clit, sending delicious little sparks of pleasure through her. One fang peeking out in a smirk, Inuyasha tugged upwards on the rope she was attempting to use to get herself off, his interference helping her along. They worked together in harmony, her glazed eyes looking up and studying his beautifully masculine profile, embedding the way his skin glowed into her mind.
“More!” she begged when he began to slow down. “Oh god, please, Inuyasha.”
Hearing her prayer, he added his fingers to the mix and quickly thrust them into her, finding her g-spot after a second of searching and rubbing it with the tips of his fingers, swishing from side to side. With him doing that and Kikyo pulling at her nipples with her teeth, Kagome came with a shriek, her limbs spasming uncontrollably as she bucked her hips.
Her professor crawled up to kiss her, moaning and fucking her mouth with her tongue. “You sound so hot when you cum,” she murmured against her lips, giving the bottom one a small nip.
Beyond words at this point, Kagome only kissed her back with everything she had. Even though she’d just had the most spectacular sexual experience of her young life, she wanted more. So much more. Turning her head away from Kikyo, she looked at Inuyasha, who was watching them and stroking his weeping cock.
“Fuck me, Inuyasha,” she commanded, her mouth in an open half-smile, delirious from it all. “Fuck me while I eat your wife out.”
His expression turned feral and his cock twitched, a growl rumbling in his chest. As he lined himself up with Kagome’s cunt, Kikyo positioned herself over her student’s face, facing her husband while kneeling and spreading her legs. Some of Inuyasha’s cum dripped out from Kikyo and into Kagome’s open mouth and she savored it, licking and sucking away all she could. The half-demon slowly entered her well-lubricated pussy, shuddering each time her channel clenched or fluttered around him. In sync, the married couple began to ride her, starting off slow in order to prolong the moment. But Kagome wanted something different. She wanted what she expected when she agreed to all this. Wild, crazy, violent, fast, hard fucking. There wasn’t much she could do tied up as she was, so she just worked her tongue as best as she could, flattening the muscle and swiping it from side to side across her professor’s clit and then stabbing it into her pussy repeatedly. Kikyo began to grind on her face, and Kagome pictured how she must look, mouth open in pleasure, brow slightly furrowed, fingers pulling at her nipples. In her mental movie, the couple were kissing each other tenderly. She needed to show herself that, to remind herself that she could never really be with either one of them.
“Your little pussy is barely swallowing up his cock,” Kikyo said, her voice tight and breathless. Her fingers began to rub Kagome’s clit in earnest. “Does it hurt? Does it hurt when he fucks you, but you still can’t get enough?”
Tears from the overstimulation leaked out of Kagome’s eyes and raced down her temples. She shook her head rapidly from side to side, her tongue still doing its job. She knew Kikyo meant it to be dirty talk, but Kagome had always been able to take a good fucking. She was blessed in that respect.
“Bite her clit, Kagome,” Inuyasha joined in, sounding like he was clenching his jaw. “Bite her and make her cum all over you, just—like—that.” The last few words were spaced with thrusts and he fucked her hard and deep.
Kikyo ground down on her harder, pinching her student’s erect nipples as if to say “don’t you dare”, probably not wanting to cum just yet. Just like that, Kagome abandoned what little control she had left, fucking Inuyasha back as she followed orders and took Kikyo’s clit between her teeth, nipping it gently. As he’d said, Kikyo released a torrent of her juices all over Kagome’s face, wailing her name and shaking so hard it felt like she was convulsing on top of her. Something about feeling her professor cum like that, the knowledge that she had been the cause of such a powerful orgasm set off her own and her pussy clamped down on Inuyasha’s cock. Letting out a roar that made her jump, Inuyasha pounded into her, half a dozen thrusts of pure power before he came, filling her with his otherworldly seed.
After they recovered, Kikyo left to go take a much needed shower, leaving Inuyasha to untie Kagome. He did so only slightly slower than he’d tied her up, the eagerness gone for now. She was surprised when he even took the time to massage her wrists and ankles to help her circulation go back to normal. The entire time, she said nothing, only staring at him, committing all that he was to memory, the visible details as well as the invisible, the things he carried inside. When he finished, laying himself down next to her, their eyes met and held.
He was just as confused as she was.
Even though she knew it was a bad idea, she initiated a kiss. It was chaste, sweet, and all too brief. One of the kind that lingered on the lips as well as on the brain. Sighing, Kagome turned her back to him, deciding not to shower with Kikyo and instead waiting for her to finish. She had a crush on her professor’s husband. That was bad. She was a bad person. Aside from that, it would only hurt her in the end, even if he did like her back. It would be the height of ingratitude.
She couldn’t want Inuyasha.
O/o/O
The following day was a Saturday so they were all at home together. The married couple didn’t seem the type to take part in any sort of activity (besides sex), so weekends usually consisted of such boring things as binge watching, pizza deliveries, and casual sex with multiple partners. That Saturday in particular found Kagome sprawled across the downstairs sofa still in her pajamas even though she’d been up for several hours. Flipping through the channels had revealed that there was absolutely nothing to watch anywhere in the world. Bored, she at last settled on a dumb show for kids, the kind where the characters broke the fourth wall and stared at the viewer with their giant dead two-dimensional eyes. Ugh.
“You didn’t eat your breakfast.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. “You mean I didn’t eat Kikyo’s breakfast.”
Inuyasha stood in front of her, blocking her view of the television screen. His expression was a mix of a mild childish anger and shyness that she would have found endearing were he not a married man and a total jerk.
“Kikyo never eats breakfast, anyway.” When she said nothing, he continued, “I even made the eggs the way you like them. No shells.”
She had to fight to keep her lips from smiling. Just as she was about to respond, her cell phone began to blare the chorus of an old girl band’s top song, the special tone signaling her mother was calling. Lurching off the couch and to the coffee table where the phone lay vibrating almost violently, Kagome quickly picked up, heart racing.
“Hey, Mama!” she chirped brightly. It had been only a couple days since they’d last spoken, and usually they only talked once per week, so something important had to have happened.
“Kagome! Are you busy?”
It took her a second to puzzle out what her mother had said since the background noise was so loud. Sending Inuyasha a covert glance, she replied, “Um, no?”
“Good, good. Well, I wanted this to be a surprise, but I just passed by your apartment and your landlord told me you’d moved out, so I don’t know where to go from here. Where are you staying, sweetie? Sota and I want to take you out to dinner and celebrate you and everything you’ve done.”
Kagome swore her heart stopped beating before the adrenaline started it again. “Oh, um, uh, I, well—Can you hold on a minute?” she stammered, slamming her phone down on the cushion next to her.
Inuyasha was looking at her like she’d grown another head. “Did the caller say something about ‘seven days’?” he smirked.
“My mom and brother are here and I didn’t tell them I moved and they want to come over but they didn’t tell me and Idon’tknowwhattodo!” she whisper-shrieked, tears beginning to form.
He just raised a brow like she was a particularly ridiculous squawking chicken.
“Invite them over. We’ll just tell them part of the truth,” Kikyo said from behind the couch, wrapping her arms around Kagome’s shoulders in comfort. The act had the desired affect, and Kagome almost immediately regained her normal breathing pattern.
Gently picking up her phone, she cleared her throat and said, “Well, I actually got a job with one of my professors. It’s a live-in position, and it’s been pretty hectic adjusting, so I guess I forgot to tell you…” she trailed off, hoping she sounded honest.
“Oh, Kagome, that’s wonderful! Tell me the address and I’ll take a Lyft right over.”
Giving her both the address and directions since the house was in a sort of out of the way place, Kagome said her goodbyes and ended the call, bowing her head forward and covering her face with her hair, creating her own little sanctuary. Great, a family visit. A month ago, she would have been ecstatic to the point of tears, but this was the last thing she needed right now.
“They’ll be here in about twenty minutes. We should get dressed,” she muttered, flipping her hair back.
Kikyo kissed her cheek. “I’d love to meet your mother. What’s she like?”
She shrugged. “Um, pretty mothery, actually. She’s nice and understanding and she works hard but never complains. My little brother’s coming, too. He’s just a kid, so we need to keep the conversation G-rated,” she said, pointedly glaring at Inuyasha. “After that, we’ll be going to dinner. She’ll probably want you to come too, considering all you’ve done for me.”
Kikyo smiled. “I’m glad we showered last night, then. You’re welcome to anything in my closet, Kagome. I’ll even do your hair for you, if you’d like.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, again overwhelmed by feelings of guilt mixed with a strong admiration bordering on love. Love. Could she be feeling something for Kikyo as well? Her face paled. Holy hell, that was just what she needed. Falling in love with not one, but two married people who just happened to be with each other. The psychology textbooks would have a field day with this one.
“Hurry up,” Inuyasha grunted. “They’ll be here any minute. I’ll wash the dishes.”
“You’re not going to change?” Kikyo asked, brow raised as she took in his appearance. A t-shirt with several holes in it paired with baggy sweatpants and dirty bare feet.
“Nah.”
Sighing, she took Kagome’s hand. “”We’ll just have to look good enough for all three of us, then.”
Kikyo’s closet was one of the wonders of Kagome’s world. It was huge and had a skylight, with one wall dedicated just to shoes. All of it still gave her chills.
“What are you wearing?” she asked, barely caring. Her heart was pounding with anxiety.
Her professor shrugged. “Just a skirt and blouse. You know, my professor uniform. You’d look lovely in pale pink, though.” She pulled out a pretty chiffon dress with a flourish and Kagome immediately fell in love.
The doorbell rang just as Kikyo was putting the finishing touches on Kagome’s braided crown, little plastic pink flowers attached here and there throughout. The girl began to feel just as confident for the meeting as she was in her appearance. Speeding down the stairs, she pushed Inuyasha out of the way before he could open the door. For some reason, she felt seeing him interact with her family would make her like him even more, and she couldn’t take that right now.
“Mama!” she shrieked a bit too loudly, happily embracing the woman on the doorstep. “C’mere, Sota,” she added when she noticed her little brother staring at her like she was a freak. No one was exempt from her hugs.
“It’s so good to see you again, Kagome,” Mrs. Higurashi said, tears appearing in the corners of her eyes. “And who is this?”
Ignoring her mother’s question, she pushed past Inuyasha and led her family into the parlor, sitting them down on the sofa and hoping to God that Sota wouldn’t dirty the room as she always feared she would.
“You have to meet my professor, Kikyo,” Kagome gushed, sending telepathic signals to the woman in hopes of hurrying her up. “She’s so amazing! She’s so smart and beautiful and kind and she’s barely thirty!”
Her mother chuckled. “It almost sounds like you’re in love with her.”
She laughed nervously, the high titter making her squirm. “Um, yeah. So, I invited Kikyo to come with us, if that’s okay.”
She nodded. “That’s fine. I’d love to learn more about the woman who was so generous with my little girl. You never told me what exactly it is that she hired you to do.”
Mrs. Higurashi gave her the mom inquisition look like she never had before. Kagome could feel the beginnings of an anxiety attack coming on.
“You must be Kagome’s mother,” Kikyo said smilingly, quickly coming down the stairs. Suddenly, Kagome could breathe again. “She’s told me so much about you and what happened to your shrine. I used to live in a shrine myself, and I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. To lose your home is a disaster, but all the history it contained as well!” She shook her head, truly grieving.
“Thank you, and thank you so much for helping my daughter,” Mrs. Higurashi said, the tears she’d fought back a minute ago finally escaping. “I’m forever indebted to you.”
Kikyo waved her hand dismissively. “Nonsense. Kagome is my favorite student and it’s been my pleasure to have her around the house.”
“And what are her duties exactly? It wasn’t made clear whether she’s a nanny or a housekeeper or—”
“Oh gosh, we’re late for our reservations!” Kagome interrupted. They didn’t have any reservations since they would be going to Kikyo’s restaurant, but she needed an excuse to shut her mom up before she gave her a heart attack. “We’ll take Kikyo’s car. You’ll love it, Sota, it’s a convertible and everything.”
The boy looked up from where he’d been scratching some dry skin on his thumb, eyes lighting up with interest.
“Can we leave the top down?”
Kagome’s smile was strained. “If you can beat me there!”
Mrs. Higurashi grabbed Sota by collar before he could dash away without even knowing where the door to the garage was. “I don’t believe I’ve been introduced,” she said pleasantly, eyes on Inuyasha. “You are?”
Before Kagome could come up with something to say (or fake a seizure), Inuyasha shook her mother’s hand. His smile was cruel, the kind he’d had on the beach that day he’d hurt her.
“I’m Inuyasha Taisho, Kikyo’s husband and Kagome’s boyfriend.”
It seemed like everyone in the room shut down, frozen in shock at his words. Kagome’s knees began shaking and she couldn’t seem to gather enough air to breathe.
“I-I’m sorry, what was that?” Mrs. Higurashi asked, as though his words had not been confirmed by the stunned reactions of the other two women.
“My wife and I hired Kagome to liven things up in the bedroom,” he said casually, as though discussing golf techniques. “It was Kikyo’s idea, and obviously I couldn’t say no. I mean, what kind of moron would pass up the opportunity to fuck two women at once?”
Kagome wanted to say something, to call him a liar, but she couldn’t. Her mother’s face had gone stark white, her lips nothing more than a thin line across her face. The only other time Kagome could remember her looking anything even remotely like that was when the police officer came to their house and informed them that her father had been in an accident and there weren’t enough body parts recovered to fill the coffin.
What was worse was Sota’s reaction. His face, so very much like Kagome’s, was crinkled up in confusion and anger. She knew he would cry as soon as he was alone. Even if he didn’t quite know what was going on, some part of him understood. The little boy she had helped raise knew she was nothing better than a whore now.
Without even a glance at her, which both relieved Kagome and tore her apart, her mother left, dragging Sota away with a firm grip on his upper arm, slamming the door on her way out.
Things immediately changed from oppressive non-activity to chaos. Kagome was crying so hard she couldn’t breathe, hyperventilating as she recalled the looks on their faces, imagined what they must be thinking. Bile was rising up her esophagus and soon she was choking.
Kikyo slapped Inuyasha hard across the face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” she shrieked, a few tears leaving her eyes as she sympathized with Kagome. “They weren’t even here for five goddamn minutes and you tore their family apart!”
“You’re making it worse,” he hissed, glancing at Kagome who was now doubled over in emotional pain and shame.
She just laughed. “I don’t think I can make it any worse at this point.” Walking over to Kagome, she knelt beside her, enveloping her in a loving embrace. Her voice changed from furious to soft and sweet without any effort. “You and I will be sleeping permanently in the guest bedroom, Kagome. We can go shopping for a new bed and furniture and everything, your pick. Whatever you want, you get.”
Desperate for any acceptance and affection, Kagome clung to her, crying her heart out into the crook her professor’s neck just like she used to do with her mother when she was a child and had skinned her knee.
Inuyasha snorted. “Like that’s a fucking punishment. You’ll be back before the week is out.” His tone wavered, nowhere near as sure as his words.
Kikyo glared at him. “I am not punishing you, Inuyasha. I’m done. We were just prolonging the inevitable, anyway.”
“So you want a divorce? After all this fucking time, after all the fucking bullshit you put me through?!” Kagome thought he sounded more hurt than angry.
Kikyo’s attention was back on Kagome, whose fit was winding down into little hiccups and a few tears here and there. “I’ll go move our stuff to that room, okay? Do you want a glass of water? Maybe you should sit down.”
Kagome only shook her head, not ready to speak yet.
Pressing a kiss to her forehead, Kikyo left, giving Inuyasha one last glare before rushing up the stairs.
“So I guess you hate me too now, huh?” he said, collapsing into his armchair.
She dried her eyes and sniffled. “I’m sorry.”
Inuyasha looked at her in shock. “You’re what?”
“I said I’m sorry! You were just… You were trying to be nice, and I acted like I didn’t even want you around and now I ruined everything. You and Kikyo are fighting because I was stupid.” She began to cry again, thinking of the trouble she’d caused.
He shook his head, eyes raised to the ceiling. “Don’t do this to me. Don’t pull this shit with me, Kagome, not now. I can’t take it anymore. I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.”
“You’re just honest,” she whispered, rising to her feet, somewhat embarrassed at her little breakdown. “I shouldn’t have treated you that way, and I shouldn’t have expected the two of you to lie for me.”
The half-demon sighed and covered his face with his hands. After a small pause, he said, “Look. Kikyo hates my guts right now, and she should. I’m not too fond of her either right now. It’s not your fault. We had our problems before you even got here. I’m sorry I hurt you. Sorry I’ve been hurting you. But listen up, Kagome.” His posture straightened and he looked her in the eye. “For a while now, I’ve been thinking you’re the only good thing I’ve got in my life. I ain’t gonna say that again, so remember it.”
He seemed timid as he waited for her reaction. In truth, Kagome had no idea how she should respond. For some reason, that one sentence more than made up for what he’d done to her, even though she knew it shouldn’t and she was being just another stupid girl. Walking over to him, she held out her hand, giving him a small smile. His hand enveloped hers and she brought it to her mouth, giving his knuckles a small kiss, putting into action what she didn’t think she could say. His palm turned over and he caressed her face, his thumb lingering on the corner of her lips, his eyes abandoning their condescending hardness for something infinitely gentle, something sweet.
Turning, Kagome skipped away to help Kikyo upstairs, not wanting Inuyasha to see the answering feelings in her eyes.
End note: The only thing more boring than writing this chapter was rereading it. Ugh, I feel sorry for you guys. It wouldn’t have ever gotten written if I didn’t force it, though. Also, I am hella jealous of people with big closets. One of my cousins has a walk-in closet with a skylight, and guess what? That’s just her closet for shoes. Meanwhile, I cannot get the drawers to open on my Ikea chest.
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