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Bizarre Love Triangle	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own the characters from the series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Note: Happy hump day! I’d tell you updates will be coming more regularly in the future, but that would probably be a lie. I will, however, promise you I’m going to make a sincere effort. Me for president 2016!!! A chicken in every pot and smut in every plot.
We’re half done with this story. :)
Six: Polyphilia
For what was perhaps the seventh time that evening, Kagome dialed her mother’s number. She’d taken sanctuary in the guest room, fed up with Inuyasha’s erratic behavior and Kikyo’s pity. In retrospect, she should have guessed having two intimate partners would bring twice the drama. So caught up in her thoughts, she almost didn’t catch it when the ringing stopped and it didn’t immediately go to voicemail. Kagome had been calling for what felt like so long that she almost forgot what that meant and hung up, but the quiet breathing brought her back to reality with a jolt.
“…Mama?” she croaked.
An exhausted nasal exhale was all she got in response. That was worse than any terrible thing the woman could have said.
Kagome broke down. “Oh gods, Mama, I’m so sorry. I never wanted you to find out! I-I just thought this was the best thing right now.” She wasn’t entirely sure she was audible through the hiccupping gasps, but she tried her hardest to continue. “You don’t know what I was living through before they took me in, Mama, it was so hard, I could barely—”
“That’s enough,” Kun-loon said firmly, her voice cracking like a whip through the speaker. “I know it was difficult for you after the fire, but I thought your father and I raised you better than that. I know we did.”
The thought of her deceased parent shocked her into silence, though the tears continued to fall. What would he have said if he had been the remaining parent? Would she have turned out differently and never even considered Kikyo’s offer?
Kun-loon’s voice broke through her thoughts. “What do you have to say for yourself, Kagome?” Her words were the same ones she’d used when she’d caught Kagome sneaking out after dark or cutting a class. It seemed like she hadn’t quite absorbed the situation enough to change her parental vocabulary.
“…I have nothing to say,” she whispered.
“You can come home, you know,” Kun-loon said after a short pause, voice filled with feeling. “You can drop your classes and go to a good school back home. Maybe take a year off and work at the shop with me. We have an opening for a cashier right now, and I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“No.” The word was out of her mouth before she could even think about it. It didn’t take long for her to realize it was true. She liked her life now. Maybe not all of it, but certain aspects. She couldn’t go back to being the girl she was before. Everything was different now. The world was a bigger place for her. “I swear, it’s not as bad as you think, Mama. It’s different, but it’s a good different, at least for me and who I am right now.”
“I can’t approve. I won’t.”
“I don’t either,” Kagome insisted. That was true. The situation was not at all ideal and there were far too many negative possibilities. Suppose either she or Kikyo were to get pregnant despite the precautions they took? This kind of atmosphere was no place for a child. She was a hypocrite, but a happy one.
“I just wish you were the one to tell me, Kagome. I never would have just dropped in like that, especially with your little brother there.”
There was another small pause while Kagome tried to stop the burning in her throat long enough to choke out a response. “I thought you’d hate me. I thought you’d never want to see me again.”
“You’re still my daughter. I’m always going to love you, Kagome, remember that. You can always come home.”
“Maybe one day, Mama.”
“I really did want to see you, but I think it’s better if Sota and I go back home. He doesn’t really understand what happened and he’s upset. He needs time to forget about it.”
“…You really don’t hate me?” She had been so sure her mother would scream at her, call her a whore, or worse, never speak to her again.
“I’m trying to be strong!” Kun-loon said, raising her voice. Kagome hadn’t realized it before, but her mother was on the edge. “Dammit, Kagome, do you really want to put yourself there? You don’t have to do this just because you think we need it. We don’t need the money that badly and we never will. Nothing is worth this much!”
Somehow, her mother’s small loss of control made Kagome feel calm. All urge to cry was gone for the first time in hours. “They treat me well, Mama. I’m doing fine.”
“I’m begging you to reconsider this. Think of your brother, think of your future! Think of me and how I feel. Just come home. Please, Kagome, do it for your family.”
“I’ll think about it,” she sighed. “I’d like to at least finish the semester. After that, who knows?”
For a while, she just listened to the sound of her mother’s breathing on the line, wondering if she was crying and how badly she’d hurt her. The setting sun shone through the window and its glare eclipsed her face in the mirror across from the bed she was curled up on. For some reason, it gave her a sort of satisfaction.
“I wish I could say goodbye, but there’s nothing good about it,” Kun-loon finally said, her voice quiet and defeated. “I can’t in good conscience accept your money, so please don’t send any more. I’ll see you on your break, and that’s non-negotiable.”
She opened her mouth to tell her mother she loved her, but the call was already ended.
“Why the fuck were you on the phone all goddamn day?”
Kagome jumped in surprise. How the hell had Inuyasha managed to open the door without her noticing? “I was trying to talk to my mother and only just reached her.”
“Oh.” He seemed mildly chagrined. “Are you leaving, then?”
“I don’t want to, but it would mean a lot to my family.”
“Well, before you do, I need to make it up to you. How ‘bout tomorrow after your class we can go grocery shopping and you can pick out all the food.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. Of course he’d think letting her pick out snacks would make up for him revealing her sex life to her family. She wanted to say no, but the look on his face seemed like he was scared she’d say just that, and she found herself nodding.
“I’ll pick you up after class.”
His grin showed one glittering fang and she wondered if anyone as infuriating and beautiful as him had ever made anyone as miserable and ecstatic as he made her.
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“I thought you said I’d get to pick?”
“I thought you’d pick out food appropriate for higher mammals, not shitty rabbit…shit.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and placed the tomatoes back on the stand. “I hardly think homemade chicken parmigiana would qualify as ‘rabbit food’.”
Ignoring her, he pushed the basket to the back of the store where the meat was, nearly mowing over several very tired housewives. Biting her lip, Kagome kept a small distance from him, not wanting people to think she was with the crazy guy. By the time she reached Inuyasha again, he was loading a huge stack of plastic-wrapped steaks into the cart, much more than they’d need for tonight and possible the rest of the week.
“We’re having steak and cheese fries,” he announced, knowing she was there without looking at her. “I’ll do the cooking.”
“So, just like always, then.”
No response. Kagome sighed at the thought of her eventual heart attack and busied herself with looking at the different cuts of meat. She was far from a vegetarian, but looking at unprepared meat nauseated her. She was grateful Inuyasha didn’t seem to have the same problem, but then again, he was a half-demon. Demons were known to prefer their meat raw, preferably still warm from the kill. Seemingly satisfied with what looked to her to be an entire ranch’s worth of steak, Inuyasha wandered back to the produce, stopping in front of the potatoes. He checked each one carefully, skipping over the blemished and small ones, the swift and sure movements of his hands reminding her of her mother.
Kagome cleared her throat, which felt suddenly tight. “So, did you always aspire to be a househusband or did you just fall into it?”
He glared at her. “Living with Kikyo taught me a lot of things I never even thought to learn. Cooking, cleaning, shopping... A lot of work goes into maintaining a house.”
“I’m sure it does, Mrs. Taisho,” she smirked, remembering the egg shells she’d had to pick out of her breakfast every morning.
Inuyasha nearly slammed the tied bag of potatoes into the cart. “I do the yardwork, I fix the plumbing, I sniff out and find the goddamn rats, and I go along with all her shit. I’m the perfect fucking husband, and people better start goddamn fucking realizing it!”
She wanted to make a comment on his lack of employment, but felt she had pushed him a little too far. “And what are we having for dessert?”
His face softened. “Kikyo likes pecan pie. I put one together this morning and stashed it in the freezer for later.”
A pang of envy entered her heart, not for the first time. As much as she derided him, she wanted someone to care for her as much as Inuyasha cared for Kikyo. Someone to love her seemingly unconditionally, more than she loved herself, more than they loved themselves. At this point in her life, Kagome thought it was impossible for someone like her. Where would she find a man to equal Inuyasha? Or at least inspire equal feelings in her. There was only him. But it didn’t really matter. She’d get him out of her system. Hell, all she had to do was constantly recall how cruel he’d been. He barely had a grasp on her name, and she doubted he knew anything about her, even something simple like her age.
“You really, really love her,” she murmured, glancing at him and smiling as much as she was able.
Inuyasha shrugged. “When you invest everything in someone, you sort of have to.”
The checkout lines were blessedly brief, but Kagome was still impatient to get home. She had a lot of homework to do and she wasn’t in the best of moods. Just because she was screwing Kikyo didn’t make the workload any lighter. She supposed the at-home tutoring helped, but the sessions usually devolved into something of a more sexual nature before any real headway had been made. Kikyo had made the insane demand of their class at the beginning of the semester that all essays be hand-written in ink. Yes, penmanship counted. Who the hell even did that anymore? Her regular writing looked like a badly pieced together ransom note as it was, but her cursive was awful.
“Here,” Inuyasha grunted, face illuminated only by the flickering street lights outside the store.
Kagome blinked up at him. Somehow, without her even really registering it, they had exited. Quickly looking down to what he was sticking in her face, she saw her favorite type of chocolate bar. All of a sudden, everything that weighed so heavily on her seemed like nothing and she was filled with a girlish giddiness.
“Chocochocoroonies! My favorite. How’d you know?”
He snorted and pushed the cart to the car. “You leave the wrappers scattered all around the couch. Someone has to pick them up, and it ain’t fuckin’ magic elves.”
Smiling, she trotted up to him and jumped, kissing him on the cheek. “I know. Thank you.”
His face colored but he just grumbled typical gruff nonsense and loaded the bags in the trunk. Still grinning happily to herself, Kagome buckled her seatbelt and caressed the candy bar.
The drive back was silent, but it was of the comfortable sort. Kagome felt the chocolate bar must be melting from her body heat which always seemed to steadily increase when in the half-demon’s presence. They arrived home before too long, bringing the entire total time they’d spent out to a little under an hour. Kagome knew by now not to help Inuyasha bring in the groceries, since he took it as an insult to his manhood instead of her just honestly wanting to help. The door flew open before she could even approach it, and Kikyo came storming out.
“Where the hell were you!?” Kikyo shouted, going straight at Inuyasha.
He appeared startled and confused, much like how Kagome felt. “Uh, at the market? We told you.”
“And why did it take so long? You should have come back an hour ago!”
“For fuck’s sake, Kikyo, we didn’t even leave a fucking hour ago!”
She turned away from him and walked to Kagome, who was now sort of frightened. “W-we got steak for dinner and Inuyasha’s baking your favorite—”
“I don’t care about that,” she said in a soft voice. “I just want to talk to you. We’ll go to our room, no boys allowed.” She tossed a glare at Inuyasha over her shoulder.
Her husband threw the bags to the ground. “Oh, fuck that, you do not get to have her when you’re alone. That’s not the deal!”
“To hell with the deal! We’re through, anyway. No dinner is going to fix that,” she sneered. “And you broke the deal first, might I remind you. Taking her on the beach and throwing it in my face like a complete jackass!”
His shoulders slumped ever so slightly and Kagome wanted to go and comfort him, but she couldn’t with the vice grip Kikyo had on her. Something inside seemed to do the trick, and he looked his wife in the eye, gaze hard.
“She’s not yours. You have to share her.”
Her chin rose an imperceptible amount. “No. I’m the one who brought her here.”
Kagome had had enough. Yanking her arm out of her professor’s grasp, she backed away from the both of them. “I’m not a toy,” she said from between clenched teeth, everything in her straining not to cry.
“You’re going to have to pick one of us,” Inuyasha said, eyes on Kikyo but voice projected in Kagome’s direction. “We won’t be sharing a bed ever again.”
Kikyo glared back at her husband, feet shoulder-width apart as though ready to physically take him on.
Kagome sighed, feeling weary. “Okay, here’s what we’ll do. Each night, I’ll start with Kikyo and then go to Inuyasha. Alright?”
“But you’ll sleep in bed with me!” Kikyo insisted.
“If she doesn’t want to wake up freezing and looking for her stolen blankets, she’ll sleep with me.”
“I’ll switch back and forth between the two of you!” Kagome said in tense exasperation. “One night Kikyo, one night Inuyasha.”
“I could live with that,” Inuyasha said, nodding.
Kikyo just looked at her, wordlessly pleading with her to change something, but Kagome pretended not to understand. She couldn’t take any more of the insanity. They were acting like children and it made her want to laugh and cry all at once.
“I’m going inside,” Kagome stated, the strongest words she could conjure up that still seemed to her to be reeking of weakness. Inclining her head in his direction, she continued, “I’ll help you with dinner, Inuyasha.”
His features tight, the half-demon stared at the bags on the ground. “Forget it. We’ll have ramen.”
Kagome went straight to the room that had become Kikyo’s, the woman herself not far behind. Even when she closed the door behind them, she could still hear the sound of Inuyasha throwing the frozen pie lovingly made with his clawed hands into the trash can with a metallic crash.
“I missed you,” Kikyo said shyly, leaning against the door.
“I missed you, too.” She meant it, even if it was difficult to look at her professor. A part of her was even angry at Kikyo, not for treating her like a possession, but for treating Inuyasha like he was, well, a nuisance in the home that the two of them had built together, in the life he was supposed to share with her.
“I mean it.” Kikyo crossed the room and grabbed Kagome’s upper arms, her grip just shy of painful. “I’ve never felt this way before, Kagome. I thought I was normal, that I must be normal, but I can’t be. I-I’m not used to really feeling anything strongly, but this,” she briefly unhanded her to gesture awkwardly between the two of them, “this is special. It could never be called normal. It’s the only real thing I’ve ever had, and I never want to lose this. I never want to lose you.”
The words knocked everything out of the teenager’s head. “Kikyo,” she murmured, stunned.
“Please,” she pleaded, so close her lips almost brushed Kagome’s. “Make me feel.”
Not needing to be told twice, Kagome kissed her with passion unknowingly fueled by mostly forgotten anger. All she knew was that she wanted to fuck the other woman, to make her beg, to make her scream, to make her sweat and grind and gasp and pulse and feel everything. They fell onto the bed, student over teacher, mouths hot and remaining unseparated. Her fingers tore at Kikyo’s clothes, heedless of how expensive they were for once. They were just in the way and nothing else.
“I want to try something,” Kikyo gasped, pulling her up by the hair.
Annoyance was Kagome’s primary emotion. She didn’t like to be interrupted. “What?” she growled, ducking back down to nibble a nipple.
“I want us to touch our, you know, together.”
Kagome glanced up at Kikyo incredulously, reacting to both her childish description of the act and the very suggestion of the act itself. “You mean scissoring?”
The older woman nodded, face flushed red. “I’ve always wanted to.”
Holding in a sigh, Kagome tugged her loosened remaining clothing all the way off. She was fairly certain that was not a thing, but then again it had looked kinda hot in the few pornos she’d watched containing tribbing. The women both sweaty and intense, mindlessly and passionately grinding their clits against each other with a single-minded focus. Putting one of her thighs under one of Kikyo’s and the other over, Kagome appropriately positioned herself. It didn’t take long for her to realize why the women in the erotic movies had been all sweaty and frantic and stressed-looking more so than in a regular erotic encounter. There was no possible way anyone was getting off like this. Yeah, it was nice, but the small sensations she felt were nowhere near what she needed to really come.
“I have an idea,” she whispered, leaning over Kikyo and kissing her as she continued to hump away.
Her left hand searched in the nightstand for her little compromise, quickly finding it within seconds. Before Kikyo even realized that not all of Kagome’s attention was on her, it was too late. Kagome raised her hips and stuck the little vibrator between them, turning it on full blast. She let it stay between them, not wanting to stick it in either of their pussies so they could both continue to enjoy it. Kikyo shrieked in happy surprise, her hips coming to a stop before working twice as hard. With an open-mouthed smile, Kagome held on for the ride, allowing her professor to top from the bottom without complaints. To amuse herself, she played with the other woman’s breasts, tugging at the delicate nipples before pinching roughly. When the vibrator almost slipped, she righted it again, taking the opportunity to briefly stick just the tip in Kikyo’s passage before laying it between them again, this time keeping one hand on it. Feeling her own end approaching, she wiggled the little vibrator from side to side and in circles, the trembling in the other woman’s thighs telling her it would soon be over. With one last erratic sweep of the vibrator, they came together, Kikyo’s orgasm so strong she nearly sat up, her arms going around Kagome and pressing her to her naked skin as she sobbed out her release.
“Oh, gods,” Kikyo moaned, hand fishing around somewhere by their legs for where the vibrator was still buzzing away. Turning it off, she flung it to the side and kissed Kagome lazily. “Oh, gods, I feel light-headed. That was so amazing!”
Kagome chuckled softly and stretched her limbs. Somehow, as great as that had been, she felt like she could go again right now. It was like all that was just foreplay.
“I’m gonna go take a shower. You wanna come?” she said teasingly, eyes raking over her body.
“Mmm, no thanks. I’ll just use baby wipes and take a nap.”
Somewhat disappointed, Kagome nodded and left the room, quietly closing the door behind her. Unsurprisingly, Inuyasha was mere feet away from her, staring at her from the top of the stairs. Too thoroughly aroused to feel guilty, Kagome just leaned her head back and smiled at him invitingly. His mouth turned down in a sneer while his nose noticeably twitched. She knew he was smelling his wife’s juices on her. At the moment, the only emotion that inspired in her was an intense longing for him to just surrender and lick it up from between her legs until she came twice as hard as she just made Kikyo come. If he was angry at her and jealous, so much the better. The half-demon could channel those emotions into lust and punish her, fuck her until she couldn’t think anymore.
Back in the real world, Inuyasha just shook his head, his ears wilting. “You try my patience, little girl.”
Kagome’s thoughts quickly unsexied themselves. His voice had sounded so emotionless and even old, weary. Brow creasing in worry, she went to where he was standing, now with his back turned to her. For a brief moment, she wondered why he was being all bipolar, but then remembered the scene outside. Oh. That.
“I’m sorry, Inuyasha,” she whispered, putting a hand on his shoulder. She honestly expected him to shrug it off, but it was like he didn’t even notice. Tears came to her eyes as she wondered if everything was her fault, or if he thought she was trying to get revenge on him for outing their relationship to her family. Him hating her was one of the worst possible things she could imagine.
“Stop that,” he said gruffly. She could practically feel him rolling his eyes.
“I-I can’t help it!” she squeaked, hand shaking where it rested on his very broad, muscled shoulder. “I don’t want you and Kikyo to fight, Inuyasha, I swear. I just want everything to be how it was when we first started.” He didn’t say anything in response, and the shaking began to extend to the rest of her body, quaking with the certainty that he hated her. “Please look at me,” she begged, throat tight. “This is just one fight, everything will be better—”
The half-demon growled and shook her off, whirling to face her. “It’s not just one fucking fight, Kagome! We must’ve had thousands before you showed up. I was an idiot to think this would’ve worked.” At the look on her face, his features softened, and his anger retreated. “I don’t mean you, I mean this. All of this. Marrying Kikyo was… It was a mistake. Some part of me always knew that, but I ignored it. Because I loved her.”
Kagome’s heart ached and rejoiced all at once, so much so that she didn’t want to think about it. She didn’t want to think about anything but the man in front of her.
“…Do you want to talk?” she sniffled.
He outright laughed. “Divorce or not, I’m still a man and you’re still naked and beautiful.”
Her face colored at the last word. Even after everything they’d done together, all the evidence that he was attracted to her (some of which still stained a pair of pajamas she had yet to wash), she still felt ugly and inferior around him. Like her braces had never come off and she’d never discovered Proactiv and still thought clogs were cool. The insecurities were swept out of her head as he literally swept her off her feet. It wasn’t very romantic, since he just tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, but she was certain her face felt hot for reasons other than the blood rushing to her head.
Inuyasha flung her on the big bed, where she bounced a few times. Before she could turn over, he was on top of her, clothes already gone, his much bigger body pressed to hers. His claws tickled behind her ear and she realized he was moving her hair away, leaving her feeling suddenly chilly. A press of his lips to where his claws had touched her had her shivering.
“You’ve got the most perfect ass,” he sighed, kissing her over and over in the same small space. “The nicest ass I’ve ever felt.”
His erection was pressing insistently against her bottom and she giggled, wondering at the new playful atmosphere surrounding them. The half-demon kissed his way down her back, lightly nipping her with his fangs here and there, following her spine until he arrived at what had been his destination all along. Trailing the tips of his claws down her ass cheeks, he spanked her once, the sound reverberating in the room along with her shocked gasp.
“What are you doing?” she whisper-screamed at him, turning her head around. The expression on his face was pure sinful pleasure and he locked eyes with her, smirking as he slapped her again. Now that she had known it was coming, only a whimper escaped her lips.
“Remember when I fingered your ass?”
Kagome hoped the question was rhetorical, because at that moment his fingers slipped between her cheeks and caressed her, coaxing her legs to part wider and preventing her from speaking due to the still new sensations.
Another slap as he continued to touch and probe her. “I’ve wanted to take your ass ever since I first saw you, all scared and small, looking and smelling like you’d slept in a garbage can.” She was about to yell at him, but another slap kept her quiet. “But you had those eyes and those lips and I knew you’d be a good investment. Feels like it’s been fucking years. I need to have you that way before I explode from wanting it.”
With that, he flipped her over and pressed his mouth to hers, swallowing her surprised cry. Kagome didn’t know whether to feel flattered that he’d apparently been into her from the start or angry he’d hidden that detail from her and been mean. Inuyasha moaned into her mouth and she decided that she didn’t care, she no longer had the capacity. Her arms snaked around his neck of their own accord and she reveled in the sinful feeling of his body pressing against hers, trapping her on the mattress and deliciously weighing her down.
Once he’d had enough of her mouth, he kissed her chin, dragged his lips down her neck, and straight away began sucking on a nipple. She gasped and arched into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed him down onto her, wanting to feel the sensation on her entire breast. He could only fit about half without his fangs cutting into her and she squirmed beneath him, wanting him to both stay like that forever and move a bit lower all at once. Leaving the tortured nub with a goodbye bite, he moved on to the next one and gave it a similar treatment. The sight of his silvery moonlight head moving over her breast made her insides clench and tremble.
When he was satisfied that she could no longer think or speak coherently, he moved down her body and parked himself in front of the area that was weeping for his attention.
“You smell like Kikyo,” he said, wrinkling his nose. “Let’s fix that.”
The first brush of his tongue against her made her see stars. Inuyasha’s tongue was wide and long and could do tricks she’d never thought possible, curling inside her and reaching places her small fingers could barely touch. So subtle she barely even noticed it, his hand moved from where it had been holding her pelvis down to her thigh and then between her legs, making her jump. Switching his tongue to her clit, two of his fingers reached inside her and massaged her walls, hitting that place deep inside and rubbing it quickly left to right and back again. Just when she was about to climax, he withdrew both tongue and fingers. With a small smirk, he took his dry hand and removed her own from where it had been somewhat savagely yanking his hair and kissed her wrist, the touch promising fulfillment in due time.
Teasing her bare outer lips with small sucks and nibbles, Inuyasha shocked her when he stuck his still dripping finger in her other hole. It felt like half had gone in all at once and she tightened in surprise and a small amount of fear. Kagome wasn’t grossed out by or morally opposed to anal or anything, but she was afraid of pain and possible embarrassing situations. The horror stories on the internet should have been enough to dissuade her from ever fantasizing about such an act, but there had always been something forbidden and sexy about it to her. If she had to try it with anyone, she’d want it to be with Inuyasha.
“Relax, baby,” he murmured, taking a small break from her pussy. Kagome’s brow furrowed at the new endearment. “We’re gonna take our time and you’re gonna love it just as much as I will. I ain’t stopping until you can’t feel your fuckin’ legs.”
With that, he went back to work with a vengeance, sucking and kissing her cunt as he gently pushed his finger forward a little and then withdrew, repeating the movement and always going in a little more. Kagome felt her juices leak at an increasing rate and she flushed, feeling a little embarrassed. However, Inuyasha didn’t seem to mind, which he showed her by groaning inside her and widening his mouth until he had sucked her inner lips in. A combination of his saliva and her liquid excitement sluggishly made its way down until it helped lubricate his fingers anew. With the extra lubrication, he added another finger to her ass, stretching her and making her whimper. Somehow, everything he did only kept her right at the edge of orgasm, never crossing over. It was as though he knew her body better than she did. Kagome was at once amazed and incredibly fucking annoyed. How the hell was that fair? As if in punishment for her angry thoughts, he stopped completely, keeping his fingers still inside of her but painfully still.
“Why’d you stop!?”
Inuyasha just smiled, face glistening. “You really seemed to like the oil last time. I know I did. Seeing it pour out of you and onto me when you came...” A shudder wracked his body. “Fuck, what a sight.”
Leaning over her, he grabbed a bottle on his nightstand she hadn’t noticed before. It was the same as the one they’d used just a couple days ago, but completely full. Flicking off the lid with a claw, he poured a small amount on her breasts. Finally taking his torturously motionless fingers out of her ass, he brought his palms to her chest, smearing the oil over her and warming it with his body heat. It soothed the little love bites he’d left her and she relaxed a little more, no longer so close to completion but still incredibly turned on. Kagome writhed under his ministrations, more to entice him into fucking her than from pleasure, though she was certainly feeling a lot of the latter. His golden eyes became a degree more intense and that was when she knew she had him.
A growl was her only warning before Inuyasha forced her legs apart as wide as they could go, picked her up by the hips, and plunged into her pussy. She cried out his name, urging him to be careful as he broke her apart, to take her with him on his journey to lose himself. His grip was nearly painful, and she arched her back, wrapping her legs around him and meeting his hips thrust for thrust. Her head remained on the bed and her vision was slightly obscured by her rebellious tendrils of hair which had wound up all over the place in her thrashing. Kagome couldn’t find it in herself to care about the small tickles, not when the half-demon above her dominated her body with hard strokes, teeth clenched as he thrummed her clit with a thumb. Called by the plump breast shaking from the force of his fucking, he lowered his head to her, taking her nipple in his mouth as he switched from pounding into her and instead began to grind, small circles making her crazy.
“I-I’m gonna—” she gasped, lips touching his twitching ear. “Oh yes, yes!”
Her pussy rippled around him and the world behind her eyes exploded in color until there wasn’t any, leaving her blind and riding the waves of bliss he never failed to bring her. Inuyasha stayed inside her, kissing her breasts over and over, waiting until her pussy stopped clenching before withdrawing.
“You came so hard my cock almost bruised,” he said with a smile, fingers fondly stroking her overly sensitive clit. “Such a tight cunt, still can’t believe it.”
Kagome smiled and bit her lip, trying to catch her breath. “You still haven’t come,” she murmured, staring at his cock glistening in the low light. “Would you like my mouth, Inuyasha?” She wanted to taste the both of them on his skin, maybe even see if she could pick up a hint of Kikyo.
He shook his head. “Told ya I was gonna take your ass, and I keep my word.”
Just like that, her fear returned, making her stiffen up. Noticing the change, he frowned down at her.
“I-I’m kind of scared,” she admitted.
He kissed her lips, chaste and sweet. “It’s just me, Kagome,” he said softly, kissing her over and over again until she felt like she was melting. “You don’t ever have to be scared of me. I could never hurt you. I’ll make it good.”
He continued to whisper reassurances, blessing her with kisses that made her tremble. She never knew Inuyasha could be so gentle, so sweet. Sure, it was to get something he wanted that she was more than a little reluctant to give, but still. It was nice. Really, really nice. More than anything, his tone rang with an intimate sincerity and she knew she could trust him now. Plus, she was curious.
“Okay,” she whispered after a few minutes of indulging in his kindness.
As soon as she acquiesced, he was kissing his way down her body, going a little slower than he had before. She wondered if he was going to go down on her again and if her clit had calmed down enough for her to be able to take it. They made eye contact and his tongue unfurled, but instead of making contact with her pussy like she expected, he gave her pink starburst a small lick, gently rimming around the hole. Kagome’s head fell back again and she couldn’t hold back a sigh. It was different from anything she’d felt before, but not in a bad way. Encouraged by her response, Inuyasha licked again, boldly venturing inside, his tongue wiggling and gently fucking her. Her hands flew to her breasts, squeezing them and capturing the nipples between her fingers, loving how slick with oil her skin was.
Inuyasha continued to tongue her, his hands massaging her thighs, claws tickling her and heightening the sensations she was feeling. When she began to push back onto his face, he removed himself, and Kagome rejoiced to see that his hand shook as he reached for the bottle of oil. The poor man still hadn’t come. Squirting a spray onto his cock, he stroked himself, lubing himself up for her. He was basically fucking his hand, and Kagome could see how badly he needed to release. Forcing himself away, he stuck the bottle up her ass as she’d already experienced the last time, nearly emptying the container into her. It was kind of overkill, but her mind was again so hazy that she barely acknowledged the thought, too entranced by the feeling of the oil inside her, wishing it was Inuyasha’s hot cum spraying her insides and filling her up instead.
Pushing her knees back until they met her chest, the half-demon held her in position with one hand while the other aligned himself with her entrance. The both of them trembled in sync, anticipating the moment. Eyes studying her face, he closed the distance between the two of them and the head of his cock split her apart. Kagome squeaked at the burning pain. It wasn’t overwhelming, but it couldn’t be ignored.
“I-is it in?” she asked, knowing the answer but hoping her butt was delusional or something.
He laughed, sounding strained. “Only about half the tip.”
She groaned, legs shaking. Inuyasha’s strong hands caressed her skin and her own hands sought his for comfort. One of his broke away and trailed down her thigh, making her muscles jump. Straight away, his thumb found her clit, and he rubbed it in gentle circles. Gradually, she felt herself loosening up, body opening to accept him. He pushed forward a little more, and then the entire tip was in. Sweat covered her body and his, but they persevered, and he was almost all the way inside. The thumb on her clit moved faster and she felt herself flutter down below, the sensation making her nipples harden. The fullness in her ass began to feel less like an unwelcome intrusion and more pleasantly burning hot from how very out of place it was. Her cunt was so empty, and that added to her arousal, made her feel dirty and wanton. Kagome lifted her hips and forced the last bit of him inside.
“F-fuck,” Inuyasha hissed, hips pumping into her once before he regained control of himself and sent her an apologetic look.
“Fuck me,” Kagome begged, lost in the moment. “Let go and fuck me. Stick your fingers in my pussy and fuck my ass, oh gods, please.”
He growled and obeyed, destroying the chains he’d placed on himself in an effort not to hurt her. Wildly, he thrust into her, rubbing her clit faster and faster. Kagome held her legs behind the knee, wanting to give him full access. Finally giving in to her demands, he thrust a finger inside her cunt, then added two more. Her cries turned into wails, the heat in her ass and pussy becoming one. Never, ever had she felt like this before. If she’d thought their earlier encounter had been mind-blowing, she didn’t quite have a word for what this was. With one final finger forced in her pussy, she came, her entire body going still, her lungs unable to take in air, before she finally began to spasm, every muscle twitching, even those she hadn’t been aware of before. Not long after, Inuyasha experienced his own climax, releasing inside her with a roar she could barely hear as her ears had begun to ring and still hadn’t quite recovered. They collapsed together, not strong enough to separate, and stayed like that until their sweat cooled and she began to shiver.
Inuyasha somehow found the energy to pull the blankets up over them and pull her to his chest, cradling her to his heart. She vaguely wondered if this was how Kikyo had felt earlier. Grateful that he had talked her into this, Kagome began peppering the skin of his chest and then his face with kisses.
“We can still have dinner together,” she whispered in between kisses.
Chuckling, he brought her back to his chest, wrapping his arms around her and putting a stop to her amorous thank you gift.
“Fuck that, I’ve already eaten.”
Oo/O
Things went on like that for a while. Kagome would go each night first to Kikyo and then to Inuyasha, mostly because he took longer and tended to wear her out. She preferred to sleep with Kikyo because, even if she did have a tendency to steal the blankets, she didn’t wake her up twice a night and seduce her. Even so, it was always hard for her to leave Inuyasha, and it seemed to get more difficult every time. She wondered if it was pity or something more, but every time she left him, he looked so forlorn, even if he was already sleeping, and it just killed her to go. It was like something inside him sensed her absence. Kagome always told herself that wasn’t true, that he was just going through an extremely complicated divorce and looked sad all the time, but she still felt like her company made him feel better and that on some level he needed her.
One night, after he had brought her to another earthquake of an orgasm, she lay listening to his heartbeat, curled up against him with their legs tangled together. Somehow, they wound up closer together every night.
“How’d you and Kikyo meet?” She’d asked the question before, but Kikyo always rolled her eyes and changed the subject and Inuyasha would get sad and lash out at her. Kagome figured asking after sex might get her an answer.
Inuyasha stiffened and stopped stroking her hair, but then sighed. “A few years ago, my dad was on my ass about going back to school.”
“You have a dad?”
“Yes. Do you wanna hear the story or not? Anyway, I only had a high school diploma, and I barely got that, so I enrolled at this backwoods college somewhere. I spent most of my time out, skipped classes. I met Kikyo at this little hipster bar off campus. She was celebrating getting her PhD. I bought her a drink, we talked. All night, we talked. Nothing remarkable about it, except for her.” His tone turned sad and wistful and it made Kagome’s insides feel like they were shrinking. “She was so smart and driven and I’d only ever just bounced through life without giving a fuck where I ended up. She finished high school two years early, who the fuck does that? She was just…everything I could never be. I fell hard. I fell fast. I thought everything was perfect, even if we fought more than my parents ever did. Pretty soon, I dropped out and we got married. Now we’re here.”
“I’m sorry,” she said after what she felt to be an appropriate silence. “I made things so much worse, didn’t I?”
Inuyasha kissed her head and tipped her chin up to face him. Her eyes were quickly filling with tears she didn’t want him to see, but she couldn’t escape.
“You did us both a favor by tempting us out of our vows. If something’s not meant to be, then that’s that. All in all, this was a pleasant ending.”
Their lips clashed and she hummed into his mouth, knowing he was trying to get her to stay with him even though it was Kikyo’s night. It was something the both of them always did.
“I need to go,” she gasped, finally breaking away.
He didn’t release his hold on her. “I’m tired of being sloppy seconds. I want you here, now.”
She broke eye contact. “I’m tired, Inuyasha. And I’m pretty sure I’m the sloppy seconds here.”
“You don’t have to be.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
“You could always just go home to your family.”
Her heart sank.
He continued, “It’s what you should do. You should never have been dragged into this mess of a marriage.”
“Don’t talk that way. Please.” The thought of going back to her family, of not seeing Inuyasha and Kikyo every day, had her somewhere near panic.
Inuyasha sighed and leaned back on the bed, bringing her with him. “What’re you gonna do after you graduate?”
Kagome shrugged as best she could in her position. “I’ll probably just do what Kikyo did. It would take me a lot longer, though.” She yawned just thinking about it.
He quirked a dark brow. “Is that what you really want? To be a professor?”
“I guess.”
A growl was her only warning before he flipped her on her back, pinning her with his much heavier body.
“Be honest.”
Kagome giggled. They were so close their noses were touching, and his was twitching, smelling her and trying to filter out lies and half-truths.
“You promise you’ll never tell anyone?”
He nodded. “I’ll even seal it with a kiss.” And he did, planting one right on her smiling mouth.
“Okay. I’ve never told anyone this, but what I really, really, really want to do, what I’ve always wanted, is to write romance novels. Historical romance novels. The really crappy kind you see in the drugstore where they talk about limbs being aquiver and the word ‘manhood’ is on every page and the girl’s bodice is ripped by every duke that comes her way.”
The half-demon barked out a laugh. “Are you fucking serious?”
“I know it’s silly, but it makes me happy.”
His eyes softened and he stroked her bangs back. “You’re spending a hell of a lot of money on something you could just do yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“You could just do research online, or hell, even buy the text books if you really want, but what’s the use of paying so much for college just to end up doing something like that?”
Her temper ignited. “You can’t get a real job without a degree!”
He snorted. “A history degree is worth about as much as an art degree.”
“At least I’ll have one.”
Inuyasha glared at her, a growl in his chest. “That does not make you better than me or anyone else, Kagome.”
She glared back and they stayed like that for a moment before the press of their bodies against each other finally became too much and what wasn’t quite a fight turned into an exchange of quick, open-mouthed kisses.
“I’m sorry,” she said, genuinely contrite.
“Forget about it.”
They maneuvered back into their original position, Kagome clinging to him for the warmth he gave as well as the contentedness he inspired within her.
She fell asleep before she could remember it was supposed to be Kikyo’s night.
Oo/O
Kagome awoke to the sound of the door slamming open hard enough for the handle to break the wall. Jolting out of bed, she faced Kikyo, and it came to her with a start that she was supposed to have slept with her last night. Kagome prided herself on having kept peace between Inuyasha and Kikyo. She was a buffer, and a damn good one. The couple hadn’t really spoken to each other since their fight outside, and each ignored the other’s presence whenever they ran into each other. It wasn’t perfect, but sharing Kagome had managed to keep things simple and quiet. She’d thought they’d avoided a catastrophe, but now she wondered if it had just been the calm before the storm.
“No more!” Kikyo said, stomping her way into the room.
Kagome panicked, thinking Kikyo was talking to her, that she was going to get kicked out.
“Inuyasha, you’re not to have Kagome with you any longer. You’ve shown you cannot follow even the simplest of rules and I would be an idiot to trust you with her alone ever again.”
Rolling his sunshine eyes, the half-demon got out of bed, stretching proudly, not at all embarrassed by his glorious nudity. Lazily, he stood behind Kagome and put his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder. Her heart quickened at the touch even as she felt she was once again being used to make Kikyo jealous.
“I think that’s up to Kagome. She’s a part of this, too.”
Kagome swore she could see a vein pulsing in Kikyo’s forehead. “Kagome, we’ll go out to breakfast and have a chat just the two of us. Grab some clothes and let’s go.”
“I don’t think so,” Inuyasha drawled, his grip on her tightening. Dread filled her gut. “No, I’m not quite done with her yet.”
His mouth was suddenly sucking her neck, fangs exerting just the right amount of pressure as they scraped against her. Rough hands were on her breasts, calloused fingers pulling at her already hard nipples.
“Get. Off. Her. Now.”
Kagome opened her eyes halfway, wondering when she’d closed them. Kikyo looked angrier than ever, even more than that day outside with the groceries. She tried to squirm away, not wanting to experience another fight, but Inuyasha held her tight.
“Not until I break my fast.”
One of his hands ran down her body, the touch electric. A finger dipped into her folds, going in as far as it could go and then back out, swirling around her clit before he brought it to his face. She knew what he was going to do and her knees felt weak when she heard him smack his lips, sucking her pussy juice off his finger.
Kagome felt pain in her forehead, and then her ears rang with a loud crash. Inuyasha suddenly took his warmth from her and she stumbled a few steps, confused. Looking behind her, she saw Inuyasha bowed in half, holding his hands to his face. There were shards of pottery all around them and Kagome recognized them as belonging to a little vase that was on the shelf near the entrance of the room, right where Kikyo had been standing. Turning unbelieving eyes to her mentor, she stared at Kikyo, whose white face and blazing eyes betrayed no feelings of remorse. Deciding checking on Inuyasha was more important, Kagome reached out a hand to him, gently touching his forearm. He jerked in pain, and Kagome noticed something dark on his hands.
Blood.
“Oh, gods, Inuyasha,” Kagome whispered in horror. Heedless of the shards of pottery littering the floor, she stepped the short distance to where he was, trying to remove his hands from his face, needing to see how bad the damage was.
“No!” he growled, stumbling away from her. Before she could touch him again, he was gone, having locked himself in the bathroom.
Kagome turned her attention to Kikyo. “How could you?” she asked, voice hoarse from her emotional agony. “How could you hurt Inuyasha like that?”
Kikyo crossed her arms, expression unrelenting. “He’ll heal. His kind always do.” Her eyes turned apologetic. “I’m sorry I got you, too, Kagome. I was only aiming for him, but you were too close together.”
Shaking her head, Kagome ran past her and after Inuyasha. The door was locked, but she knocked anyway. No answer.
“Inuyasha, it’s me! Kagome.”
Nothing.
Worried and panicking, she stood on her tiptoes and felt along the top of the doorway. Her mother always put the keys there. Just when she thought she’d have to break the door down, she felt it, and slid the key into the lock, turning it before he could figure out what she was doing. Once she was inside, she locked it again, not wanting Kikyo to force her way inside.
Inuyasha was standing, staring in the mirror, hands braced on the counter. His face was covered in blood, and Kagome could just make out the largest wound. It was right above his right eyebrow, a large gash with a piece of ceramic still inside. He looked so angry. His hands were fisted and shaking, creating new wounds where his claws pierced the skin. More than anything, though, he looked heartbroken.
Kagome had half-prepared words of consolation, but when she saw him like that, all she could do was fling herself at him and cry, hugging him from behind like he had done to her earlier, only she had no sexual intent.
After a while, he sighed. “Stop your crying. Ain’t like you were the one who got hit in the face with a fuckin’ pot.”
Sniffling, Kagome snuggled into him, glad he was talking to her. “She sort of hit me too, but nothing like what happened to you. And it… It hurts me to see you hurt.”
Inuyasha turned around fast in her arms, inspecting her for injuries, probing gaze finally stopping on the spot on her forehead where she felt the impact. Brushing the tips of his fingers against the spot, he flinched when she flinched, then wrapped her in a fierce embrace, holding her almost too tightly.
“You have a little bruise already. It’ll probably turn into a bump. I’ll ice it.”
Tears began to fall again, and she shook with the sobs she held in. Inuyasha still had blood in his eyes and a deep cut, but he was worried about her stupid bruise.
He exhaled shakily. “Fuck, Kagome, if I had known she would’ve done something like that to you, I woulda sent you home with your family.”
Kagome shook her head, telling him without words that she’d never leave. Never leave him… Then something occurred to her.
“H-has Kikyo ever done something like this before?” It felt like a sin to even think it. Not Kikyo, not her. She was perfect and kind and gentle. Her savior. This was just a terrible accident that had come about from the stress of the divorce while still sharing a home and a lover, or whatever the hell she was to the both of them. Temporary insanity. Kikyo would apologize and do penance and everything would be good again.
Inuyasha released her and moved to unlock the door. “We must’ve gone through all the plates and vases we got for our wedding. But it’s okay, I heal fast.”
That was too similar to what Kikyo said. Kagome felt her heart breaking. Reaching for Inuyasha, she held his hands, bringing him to the ground with her as she knelt. Gently, she pressed his bloody face to her breast, kissing the ears that were his most inhuman feature.
“Just because you’re strong,” she choked out, barely able to speak through her tears, “doesn’t give anyone the right to hurt you. You’re a person, Inuyasha, and you should be treated like one.”
Kagome thought she felt moisture on her breast, a little bead running down her stomach and landing on her thigh. Her first thought was that it was a tear, a single, precious tear from Inuyasha, but it could just as easily been one of her many, or even a drop of blood from his wound. Inuyasha indulged her and let her continue crying and holding him to her breast, eventually wrapping his arms around her waist and making himself more comfortable. It was like he was consoling her when it should have been the other way around. Kagome despaired again, not wanting to put more pressure on him, make him feel guilty or responsible for something as stupid as her hysterical reaction. When her vocal sobs had quieted down to little nothings, he took his head from her chest, the now sticky blood making it more difficult than it should have been. He looked at her, eyes clear of blood, and Kagome briefly wondered if her eyes were now redder than his. With hands she noticed to be shaking, he cupped her face, thumbs caressing her cheeks before he closed the distance between them and touched his lips to hers, barely grazing them before pulling back. Just that took her breath away, and she blinked at him, heart pounding.
Whether it was the beginning of something or the end of it, Kagome didn’t know.
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