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Defensive Interference	By : monophobian Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 4843 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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For the fifth time that morning, Kouga stared at the blank screen on his phone before shoving it back into the pocket of his slacks. His students were currently huddled into two groups, each putting together opposing sides of their argument over the benefits of Western exploration. It was always his favorite part of the class, pitting the students against each other to use their own critical thinking to prove the benefits of their side.
Instead of watching the typically hysterical masterpiece unfold, he was checking his phone every few seconds like a love-struck cub.
He hadn’t heard from Kagome yet this morning. And he hadn’t seen her since he left her apartment Monday morning. Which was two days ago. Not that he was counting.
Nope. Kouga Takiyama was not counting the moments since he last talked to his girlfriend. Since he last heard her voice. Since he last saw her beautiful, bright blue eyes. Since he last put his nose to the curve of her neck and drank in the sweet aroma of her scent. He wasn’t thinking about any of that.
And he definitely was not concentrating on the simple fact that it had been two days since he last saw her eyes roll back in pleasure. Since he last felt her nails sink into the skin on his shoulders. Since he last heard his name leave her luscious lips on a broken, throaty gasp. Since he last felt her tight, wet, feminine muscles clench in orgasm around his aching co–
The stirrings in his pants told him that his not thinking about that wasn’t working.
He blew out a sigh as he found himself checking the phone. They had set an unspoken routine; the one who received the last text the night before was the one who sent the first text of the morning. He had been up late getting his students’ current assignment finalized. As much as he wanted to hear from her, he was hesitant to break their routine.
The ookami ran a hand over his face before looking over his classroom, trying to distract himself. Unfortunately, this batch of students actually possessed half a brain, so they were legitimately working.
Nothing was there to distract Kouga from the ever-growing realization that he was falling for his little miko. Hard. That little vixen had wormed her way so far under his skin, all he wanted to do was gather her in his arms and keep her by his side at all times.
Of course, he couldn’t do that. She wouldn’t want him to do that. And, if he were honest with himself, that’s what he liked about her. He liked her independence and he wanted her to keep it. He wanted her to have all the space she needed.
That didn’t help when he found himself staring at the screen of his phone – again.
He was about to toss the wretched device in the bottom drawer of his desk and lock it inside when the small piece vibrated in his hand. The flash of her name on the screen had him rethinking all murderous thoughts and with a swipe of his thumb, he was opening her text.
“Morning! I slept through my alarm and am just now getting settled at work. Sorry I didn’t text earlier!”
He couldn’t even bother to care that he was smiling so wide his fangs were poking out. “Morning! You don’t have to apologize.”
He smiled down at his screen for a moment before shoving it in his pocket at the sound of his last name. Walking over to one of groups, he forced himself to ignore the buzz against the top of his thigh as he answered their questions. As soon as he was back at his desk, his phone was in his hand.
“Souta has a soccer game tonight. Starts at 7 at the university. Wanna come?”
Now he really couldn’t help his smile. Looks like he was going to get to see his miko tonight after all. “Sounds fun. Since you’re on the way, I’ll pick up when I head out there.”
No way he was going to let her drive over there by herself, especially when picking her up gave him the chance to leave his scent imprint in her office again.
“I’d try to argue, but I think that would be a waste of time.”
“No sense in taking two cars if they happen to charge for parking.” He studied the sentence for a moment before sending it. Technically, it was a truth.
“Or are you just trying to see how many pieces of clothing you can convince me take off in your car?”
Kouga’s eyes widened at the sentence. The thought of getting her naked in his car like they were rebellious cubs hadn’t even been a thought, but hell if he couldn’t get rid of that mental image now. There was enough room in his car to slide his seat back and have her sitting in his lap, grinding that luscious ass on his cock before spreading those slick folds and sliding–
The sound of his name had him suddenly remembering exactly where he was and exactly where his thoughts should not be heading.
By the time he got back to his desk, he had managed to think of a reply. “I’d make it worth your time.”
The response was quick. “Mmmm. Don’t I know it.” She didn’t even give him time to type back before he got the next message. “Swing by the house and pick up some comfy clothes for me?”
He loved the growing selection of possessions she was leaving at his house. “Sure. I’ll be there around 5.”
“Oh – I should warn you, my mom will be there. See you then! ”
Kouga didn’t even feel the phone slip out of his hands, bounce off his thigh, and then slide down his pant leg onto the floor. He blinked at his empty hands, allowing those words to sink in. It being her brother’s soccer game hadn’t even fully hit. To then realize he was going to be meeting her mother?
And he had been explicitly visualizing all the dirty things he was going to do to her naked body in his car after the game?
Fuck.
***
“Running a little late. You can come up and wait if you want.”
Kouga read through that text one more time as he traveled up the elevator, a small bundle of clothes in his hand. Kagome had sent it to him just as he was pulling up to the building and he had to fight back a smile. After the events that happened last week, there was no way he wasn’t going to find his way to her office today.
When he got off the elevator, he was greeted with a new scent, one intricately laced with his miko. It made him pause, sorting out what exactly it was. As soon as he realized why he smelled blood, he drank in the change. Following the scent down the hallway, he peered around the open door of her office to find her sitting behind her desk at her computer, happily tapping away at the keys.
Unfortunately, Sesshomaru was standing just over her shoulder, watching her movements on the computer. Swallowing a rumble, he stepped into the doorway, leaning against the jamb before rapping his knuckle against the wood. Those bright blue eyes flew to him in surprise, then her face split into a wide smile.
He purposefully ignored the cold gaze from the daiyoukai standing behind her.
She tapped a few more keys before turning in her chair, hopping out and heading around her desk to see him. He felt his smile grow as she drew closer, opening his arms to fold her into a quick embrace. He dipped his head to capture her lips in a hard, short kiss before nuzzling into the curve of her neck.
“Hi,” she said, her breath puffing over his ear, taking her clothes from him.
“Hi yourself,” he murmured. “You smell amazing.”
She pulled back from him, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Why–” Her eyes flew wide, her speech stopping immediately as a blush flew up her face. She turned from him instantly, moving to reach her desk in quick steps before snatching her purse up and practically running out the door. “Be right back!”
He smiled after her, unable to keep his gaze from drifting down her back. She really did have a wonderful ass. A wave of youki pulsing lightly across the room had his smile fading and he felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise as he turned back, finally looking at the inu in the room.
With only his miko in mind, Kouga spoke past his distaste. “How is the project going?”
“Well, thanks to Ms. Higurashi.” The daiyoukai made no attempt at hiding his displeasure in his cold tone.
“She likes working on it,” Kouga replied, finding it easier to talk if it was about Kagome. “Still getting used to working in an office, though.”
Gold eyes narrowed and the ookami was certain that the conversation was done. The two had very little to say to each other and he was finding it harder and harder to ignore the lingering scent of the other youkai. The sound of a door closing reached their ears and Kouga found himself looking out, seeing her emerge from the restroom, blush still firmly planted on her cheeks. She was utterly adorable.
“Sorry,” she murmured as she got closer, her gaze anywhere but meeting his.
A soft laugh escaped him as he pulled her close, tilting her chin up with his finger. “I wasn’t lying,” he said, smiling as her blush deepened. That youki pulsed again and he fought back a growl. “How much longer do you have?”
“Not long. We should be ready to go within ten minutes,” she answered, stepping into the office. “You mind waiting?”
“Not at all.” This time he followed her, deciding to make himself comfortable in one of the chairs across from her, intent on see how they interacted.
To his aggravation, the two worked well together. They seemed to know what to say as whatever was happening on the screen worked out. He forced himself to calm down as he watched her, finding contentment to simply just study her as she worked.
Before long, the tapping of keys slowed and their conversation was wrapping up. Kagome reached over and turned off her monitor before turning the chair to look up at the daiyoukai.
“Sit on it over night and see what we think in the morning?” she asked, her fingers tapping on the desk. Judging from the quick glance down, Kouga realized that her little trait annoyed Sesshomaru, making the ookami smirk. He found the restless tell endearing.
Kagome waited for Sesshomaru to give a curt nod before she was unfolding herself from the chair and turning back to Kouga. “I’m going to go change and then we can be on our way.”
Kouga watched her exit before slowly turning back to meet cold golden eyes, only to find them following the miko out of the office as well. Sesshomaru’s eyes closed for a moment and the soft inhale of air hit the ookami’s ears. A growl forced its way out of his throat at the realization, not at all liking the idea of the daiyoukai savoring his girlfriend’s intoxicating scent.
The eyes opened at the growl, the line of his jaw tightening as the two glared at each other. “Have something to say, Ookami?”
He bit his tongue, knowing Kagome wouldn’t appreciate a fight.
Sesshomaru sneered at his silence. He looked up at the sound of a door and began walking out of the office. “I hope you’re enjoying the fruits of my labor.”
Kouga’s snarl came out before he could realize it, that single sentence sending his instincts in overdrive. He didn’t turn, instead focusing on the view out the window to bring his body back under control. Bad enough he didn’t remain civil in the building; it would be even worse if she found out.
“Ready?”
All the tension flew from his body at the sound of her voice. No matter how Sesshomaru acted, she was his and his alone. That single thought sent his heart soaring. With a genuine smile on his face, he turned to find Kagome standing in the clothes he brought her – a simple pair of well-worn jeans and one of his t-shirts.
“You look downright edible,” he murmured, not bothering to hide the sweep of his gaze down her form. He really did like seeing her in his clothing.
“I guess that’s a good thing because I sure don’t feel like it.” Her tone had him looking at her face, seeing the exhaustion seep into her features.
He went to her at that, wrapping her in his arms as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Rough day?”
“Long,” she corrected. “This entire week has been long. I think I’ve redrafted just about everything I’ve worked on since I took on this contract.”
“Something wrong with them, or did things change?” he asked, pulling back to look down at her.
“Changes, mostly.” She searched his gaze, looking for something as her features softened. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in weeks.”
“I know the feeling,” he murmured, remembering all too well his turmoil that morning. “You still up for the game? I don’t mind taking a rain check.”
“No, I want to go. I’ll feel better as soon as I’m outside.” She paused, a sly smile crossing her face. “You’re not getting out of meeting my family that easily.”
Her teasing made him laugh. “And here I thought I could convince you to let me bring you to bed.”
A multitude of emotions flitted across her face; amusement, interest, finally landing on disappointment. “I’m sorry I won’t be much fun.”
The regret in her voice had him nuzzling into the curve of her neck. “It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize. I’m not going to push you into anything you don’t want.” He pressed a kiss to her skin before nipping it softly. “No matter how tempting your scent is.”
A soft giggle escaped her at his flirting. “You don’t mind not doing anything tonight?”
“Of course not,” he answered, concern tracing through his voice. “You’re the one bleeding; your comfort comes first.” A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Do you want to stay over tonight? I will resort to bribing you with promises of coffee.”
One eyebrow rose as she poked his chest with her finger. “You better keep those promises.”
“Always.”
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