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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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Seven: Biastophilia

When Kagome finally worked up the courage to confront Kikyo, all of it deflated at the sight of her. The academic was huddled on the floor of the room she’d once shared with her husband, knees pulled to her chest and arms wrapped around them. It was a sight she’d never thought she’d see. Kikyo had always been a strong, confident woman, and seeing her looking lonely and child-like made Kagome somehow feel guilty and a little regressed herself. Pushing forward, knowing she had to make the first move due to the gravity of what had just transpired, she leaned against the wall next to her, sliding down and mimicking her position, so close they were touching.

“We always do this,” Kikyo whispered, breaking the silence. “He does things that he knows will upset me more than anything else. It’s like he wants me to do it. He wants me to lose control, just so he can look at me like I’m the monster.”

The girl sighed. This was all just so heavy she couldn’t feel it properly yet, could only comprehend it in bits and pieces. It definitely wasn’t a conversation to have with one party being naked, she thought as she looked down and grimaced at her exposed flesh.

“Did you have any younger siblings growing up? They test the limits of your control, trust me. That’s what they’re made for.”

“K-Kaede never purposely tried to provoke me.”

Without looking at her, Kagome knew Kikyo was crying. It unsettled her while at the same time making her heart hurt. She never wanted Kikyo to be sad. All the anger she’d felt at seeing her abuse Inuyasha was replaced with pity.

“I know Inuyasha can be incredibly frustrating. You know I know. But it’s never okay to hurt someone like that, especially someone you’re close to.”

Kikyo’s shoulders began to shake, holding in sobs. When she’d calmed somewhat, she continued, “He never complains, not ever. I never made him bleed before, but I know demons heal fast. They don’t experience pain like humans do, either.”

“But Inuyasha is half a human, Kikyo. Even if what you did didn’t hurt him much physically, it hurt him in other ways.”

“He was exaggerating! He was making a big deal out of it to get you to console him, to turn you against me.” She wiped the tears from her face. “I was raised on a more traditional shrine than you were, Kagome. My mother descended from a tribe of demon slayers and we were taught to kill any demonic being that encroached on our property. I used to think my parents were wrong, that we were all the same, demons, half-demons, humans, but we’re not. They don’t listen to words like you and I. They only understand violence. They are violence.”

While it was nothing Kagome had never heard before (everyone was familiar with that old rhetoric, it was preached everywhere from certain churches to schoolrooms to water coolers), it still made her uncomfortable. She’d thought her professor was more of her own mindset, but apparently not any longer. It was proof of how highly she held Kikyo in esteem that Kagome began to doubt her own upbringing and opinions. Maybe persons of demonic descent really were a lot different. Kikyo would know better than she would. After all, she’d been with one for three years. Kagome had barely known them for two months.

But… The way Inuyasha had looked at himself in the mirror earlier, the way he’d glared, as though he hated and blamed himself for being abused, flashed in her mind and she could no longer entertain those thoughts about people like him.

“Just for me,” she said, voice quavering. “Can you promise this will never happen again, just for me? It hurts. I hate it when you two fight. It makes me feel like I ruined your lives.”

“You made our lives better. I… I know how Inuyasha feels about you. He looks at you the way he used to look at me. It should bother me, but it doesn’t, because I feel the same way.” Kagome’s face colored and she looked at the floor. “Inuyasha and I are complicated. Whenever I see him, I can’t help but think of everything he’s done to me, how much he’s hurt me, and I get so angry.”

“What has he done?”

She sighed, her shoulders relaxing a little. An old pain was apparent in her expression. “When we had only been married a month, my parents died in a car accident.”

Although Kagome didn’t know what that had to do with anything, she placed one of her hands on her professor’s, wordlessly offering her comfort.

“Inuyasha insisted that they not come to the wedding, and I complied, because I loved him. He thought they were racist, and they were, but it wasn’t exactly hateful. They just thought everything and everyone had their place. They were never mean to him, and even though they didn’t approve of us marrying, they respected my decision. But Inuyasha hated them. I never realized it until I got the phone call from my sister telling me they were gone, but he had been isolating me from my family. My friends. Everyone I’d ever known before him. I…” Kikyo’s eyes filled with tears, but she didn’t let them fall. “When I told him what happened, he laughed. He laughed, Kagome. He said it was what they deserved. And I hit him. I just snapped and I hit him. Again and again, I couldn’t stop. I think I hurt myself more than I hurt him, but oh gods, I had to do something. I hadn’t seen them for nearly a year because he despised them so much, and I just felt so torn up inside, so guilty. Inuyasha made me hate myself.”

The story made Kagome’s blood run cold and then hot. How could Inuyasha do something like that? And how could Kikyo react like that? It was all just so fucked up.

“I— Kikyo, I don’t know what to say. I know what it’s like to lose a parent. I can’t imagine losing both of them at once. I just… I’m so sorry. But no matter what, hurting Inuyasha hurts you, too.”

“I know that,” she sighed. “I always regret it. This was the worst time. And, oh, Kagome, I hurt you, too.” Kikyo’s eyes filled with fresh tears and she buried her face in her hands.

She wondered what the older woman was talking about before remembering the little bruise on her forehead. Taking Kikyo into her arms, Kagome kissed her temple. “It’s nothing, Kikyo, I promise. What hurts me is seeing you and Inuyasha fight. Please, don’t do that anymore. Don’t do that to me, to him, to yourself. Let’s all be happy together. That’s all I want.”

When Kikyo’s face popped back up again, it was dry, though her eyes were red and swollen. “I swear I’ll never hurt you again.”

“I want to trust you,” she said sincerely, feeling her throat tighten as she fought back her own bout of tears. “More than anything, I want to trust you always.”

Something dark flashed in Kikyo’s eyes. “Inuyasha has done more to hurt you than I could ever be capable of.”

Kagome nodded. “Yes, but I really don’t think he meant to. Nobody ever taught him how to treat people. Teaching him is our job.”

She laughed, one single, sad sound. “Oh, believe me, he knows exactly what he’s doing. Why do you think I’m divorcing him? I’ve been through this over and over. I know him inside and out, and it’s all bad. He brought me to live across the country away from everything and if you let him closer to you, he’ll do the exact same thing."

Kagome didn’t bother pointing out she was already far away from her family and friends.

Realizing she wouldn’t get through to Kikyo, at least not this time, she said, “I don’t know why, Kikyo, but I like him. I like Inuyasha. I’m not afraid of that or of him. And… I think I’m good at handling him. The things he does don’t affect me as deeply as it would others.”

Kikyo sighed, looking older than she was for the first time. “He might be one in a million, but do you know how many millions of people there are in this world? Inuyasha isn’t good for you, he isn’t good for me, and he won’t ever be good for anyone. Think about everything carefully.”

And she left, abandoning Kagome to thoughts and memories she didn’t want to be alone with.

The girl sat in the same place for a while, losing all perception of time. How well did she know Inuyasha? All she knew about him was that he was jobless, lazy, kind of dim, had apparently been in love with Kikyo, was beyond mean to her, cursed a lot, yelled even more, was a terrible cook...

And the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen either in print or real life and the greatest fuck of her life.

According to Kikyo, Inuyasha also displayed classic signs of abuse, though he had yet to raise a hand to her. Alienating his wife from family and friends like that, even if he didn't like them, was just plain wrong. And laughing at the news of her parents' deaths? How could the man she knew (or was still getting to know) be so completely and utterly horrible?

But then again, Kagome didn't really know Kikyo either. Her time in the couple's house had been intense and brief. She'd felt more alive in the past couple months than she'd ever felt. Was it really worth all the headaches and heartaches, though?

The thought that Kikyo might be lying to her to make her turn against Inuyasha briefly flitted through her mind. The two of them had always tried to sway her away from the other since they had split. How could she believe someone who had injured another person to such an extent? For the sake of her sanity, Kagome dismissed those thoughts. She needed Kikyo. She was grateful to Kikyo. She... Oh hell, she was in love with Kikyo.

"She left."

"Inuyasha," Kagome murmured, looking up at him, grateful he had rescued her from her thoughts. His face had already healed, though it seemed to her that the real pain still remained.

"She's taking a walk outside. Probably be gone for a while. Take a shower with me?"

She wanted to say yes. She wanted to feel his hands all over her, cleaning her in dirty ways. But she couldn't, not until she had a better idea of the truth.

"...Did you really take Kikyo away from her family? Push her friends away?"

Inuyasha snorted and crossed his arms, glaring at the bit of wall above her head. "They didn't like me, and they didn't like her when she was with me. They did the abandoning themselves."

Kagome remembered what her father said when she and a friend got into a fight at her house that he’d only witnessed the end of, both young girls giving conflicting versions of events. The truth always lies somewhere in the middle. There were some profound misunderstandings between the couple. She didn't think she could ever fix the bad feelings that were there.

Did she really want to?

The barest whisper of the thought ran through her mind and she nearly gasped out loud in reaction. Kagome liked Inuyasha, maybe even more than liked him, and she had finally admitted to herself that she loved Kikyo. When they fought over her, although the primary emotions she always felt were anxiousness and sorrow, there was always that undercurrent of pride, of flattery, of desire. She liked that such a beautiful, successful woman and such an enchanting man wanted her so much that they continued to cohabitate even after their split just so they could continue to have easy access to her. Their lust for her was a heady sensation, enough so that she sometimes felt drunk off of it, eternally aroused from it. Being wanted made her want. In short, she liked it and wasn’t willing to give it up just yet.

If Inuyasha and Kikyo made up and decided they didn't want her around anymore, that she had been the catalyst for their break-up, what would she do? There was no way she could go back to a normal life after experiencing such a wonderfully complicated relationship. There would be no replacement for Inuyasha and Kikyo. Maybe it was in her best interests to try and keep the peace, but not too much. Let each of them believe she was slightly fonder of the other, but just on the verge of being wooed to their side. It was a game, and she had once despised games, yet now she had something she wanted to keep so badly she was willing to go against her own morals.

Kagome wanted the both of them for herself, forever.

Smiling and hoping her response wasn’t too delayed, she reached out her hand and grabbed ahold of Inuyasha’s. “A shower would be great.”

They went to what Inuyasha always called the “good” shower in Kikyo’s bathroom. The others were just fine, but Kikyo’s was like this magical thing to Kagome. So big and with water coming from all sides. She giggled, recalling how shocked she’d been her first time inside, never thinking she’d be able to use it every day. Rough hands on the soft skin on her stomach pulled her out of her thoughts. Inuyasha had remained nude as well and she wondered if they’d just completely given up on clothes. All they ever seemed to do with each other were certain activities that only led to ripping them off, anyway, so why bother?

Inuyasha nipped hard at her neck. “All that daydreaming is a real turn-off, y’know.”

Kagome snorted, grinding her ass into his semi. “Please. I could get you hard in an ice cold shower.”

He laughed and led her inside. “Talk big but you can’t back it up, huh? I know your type.”

Turning the water on, she leaned forward, placing her hands on the wall and sticking her ass out, wiggling it invitingly. “You have to get a little closer for that.”

Lathering his hands with the soap he knew was her favorite, he ran them down her back, caressing her skin. It was gentle and so light she felt her stomach muscles flutter in response. Big, strong hands were things she loved in a man, and she appreciated Inuyasha’s, grabbing one of his hands and placing it on her breast. His slick fingers played with her nipples, pulling them and pinching them, torturing them into hard little points. Without a warning, he brought her hard against him, his front to her back, bodies pressed together. One of his hands knotted in her hair and he forced her head to the side, taking her mouth in a hard kiss. Kagome moaned when she felt his hardness twitch against her. She tried to turn around, wanting to take him in her mouth, but he refused to let her.

Feeling wicked, Kagome squirted some body wash onto her hands, reaching between her legs and feeling for him. With just a couple touches, he was hard and ready, and she soaped his rod up. Just when she felt him preparing to enter her, she closed her soft thighs around him, nestling him against her pussy lips but denying him access to her. Frustrated, Inuyasha grabbed her hips, but Kagome placed her hands on his and slowly rocked her pelvis back and forth, making sure to press her ass back against him only long enough to tease. The half-demon went along with it, kissing and licking the side of her neck, fangs giving her light bites she could barely feel over the humming of her body. She sighed, feeling the head of his cock bump past her clit and slide against it again on his way back. He was going slow, only barely picking up the pace every so often, and it felt like she was being burnt at the stake and the fire was so excruciatingly sluggish she couldn’t tell if she was feeling pain or pleasure.

His hands tightened on her hips just the smallest amount and he sped up, becoming more and more into it. Kagome started to play with her nipples, crossing her legs carefully to avoid slipping.

“Love your smooth pussy,” he gasped against the side of her neck, every word echoing in the shower. “Soft and wet and hot, fuck.”

One of his hands moved and his claws traced enticing patterns on her lower stomach, her muscles jumping in response. Oh, the things this man could make her feel with just the tips of his fingers. Suddenly, she wanted him violently, hungrily. Yanking herself away from him, she pushed open the door of the shower, paying no attention to the cold that enveloped her. Inuyasha was still standing in the shower, completely erect with a shocked look on his face. Impatient and inexplicably pissed off that he couldn’t read her mind, Kagome grabbed him by the forearm and tugged him out of the bathroom, not caring about the ton of water they dripped on the floor. Sliding into the bedroom, she threw Inuyasha on the bed, scrambling up and impaling herself on him in one movement. Both their mouths dropped open in loud cries, and she rode his cock like she paid for it.

Slamming her hips down on him, she barely noticed how his strong arms helped her up each time and ensured she wouldn’t go too hard and end up hurting herself. All she could think about was having him fill her with his rigid length, every inch and detail of his cock perfectly completing her aching pussy. Before she knew it, she was overwhelmed with her orgasm and she shuddered on top of him, her entire body quaking. Before she had finished, he came inside her, bathing her insides and making her come again, though not as strong as before. When all had calmed, still panting, she disengaged herself from him with his help, collapsing next to him on the bed.

He laughed, the sound guttural and genuine. “Fuck. I don’t know what got into you, but I love it.”

The word made Kagome stiffen, but she ignored her response and rolled half onto him, throwing her thigh over his and smilingly kissing him under his chin. “We left the shower running but I don’t care.” She felt amazingly light and free inside. Like every pore was tingling.

Inuyasha stroked her hair, a tired smile on his face. “Never had a pussy job before. I’ve had a lot of firsts with you.”

“Like what?”

His expression turned thoughtful. “Pussy job. Pegging. First girl I let finish me off while on top of me. First...girlfriend I’ve had while married.”

The mood changed to something solemn.

Kagome sighed and rolled back away from him, abruptly feeling cold for the first time since leaving the shower. “We should probably clean up. Separately.”

He grabbed her wrist.

She waited for him to say something, but he just kept glancing at her and glancing away, opening his mouth and closing it.

“What?” she finally asked, beginning to feel annoyed.

“I really like you,” he blurted out, cheeks coloring.

Kagome was stunned and she felt her face heat up. “I like you, too. For real. A lot.”

He nodded. “Good.”

She nodded. “’Kay.”

They stared at one another for an indeterminable amount of time before they moved towards each other at the same time, lips clashing as they made out like sexually frustrated teenagers in a backseat instead of two adults who just came apart together for the hundredth time.

Oo/O

Kagome sat down in Kikyo’s office, thoroughly exhausted.

After that shower with Inuyasha a couple weeks ago, he had become obsessed with her legs. At first she’d just catch him staring at them a lot, touching them more often, wrapping them around his waist and constantly caressing them when they screwed. Then it got to the point where he ordered her to only wear short skirts and stockings, preferably thigh or knee highs or anything with garters. Kagome would have outright refused, but he had been fingering her at the time he’d listed his demands, so she’d readily agreed to everything without thinking about it. Her face colored remembering his other rules. Now, even when she went out, she wasn’t allowed to wear underwear. She could only remove her stockings or put them on when in Inuyasha’s presence.

One part of her thought it was ridiculous, but the other part of her sometimes took over and she found herself idly running her palms over her thighs in class, fingers plucking at the nylon that clothed her.

If she thought she had been having too much sex before, she was drowning in it now. Inuyasha seemed to be insatiable, cornering her every hour of the day. Kikyo’s office was her only refuge left.

“Kagome?” Kikyo said, surprised.

She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry I stole your chair.”

The professor smiled warmly at her and shook her head. “It’s no problem. May I ask the reason for your visit?”

Kagome bit her lip. “I... Well... Kikyo, I missed you. You’re hardly ever home anymore.”

Kikyo sighed. “I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. But I’ve missed you, too.” Something about her seemed bolder, more confident somehow, like she’d shed a great weight and could now walk with her head held high.

The older woman wore a more revealing blouse than usual, the dark green making her milky white skin’s flawlessness stand out all the more. The cream-colored skirt she wore was tight and emphasized her curves. Even with all the overstimulation Kagome had been experiencing lately, she felt her juices begin to flow at the sight. Kikyo must have recognized the glint in her eye, because her expression soon turned seductive and her full lips formed a smile. Going over to the chair Kagome was in, she leaned over and placed her hands on the arms, dragging her lips over the sensitive shell of Kagome’s ear, her confined breasts almost but not quite touching her.

“Were you really that lonely, Kagome?”

Kagome nodded, entranced by the nearness of her.

“I promise I won’t neglect you for much longer.” Kikyo withdrew, politely ignoring her student’s sound of disappointment, and began to unbutton her blouse, fingers making quick and efficient movements. Before her top was all the way off, Kagome was tasting her skin, kneeling in the chair to better reach her. Her breasts still tasted of the light powder she brushed on them every morning and Kagome was in heaven, filling her mouth with her favorite taste, nudging the lacy cups of her bra aside to kiss around the nipples. Slipping her professor’s top off her shoulders, she let the rest of it stay on, loving how disheveled she looked.

Kikyo lightly tugged on one of Kagome’s wilder waves. “Sit down. Mind your posture.”

She obeyed, turning her back to her, a small thrill inside her at Kikyo’s stern schoolteacher tone of voice. The click-clack of Kikyo’s heels could barely be heard over the sound of her own breathing, and soon she was in front of her, nipples standing at attention, clothes still askew. Placing one of her knees on the arm of the chair, Kikyo drew up her skirt, slowly bunching it around her hips, revealing her white silk underwear. Putting two fingers on the crotch of the garment, she began to rub herself, eyes half-lidded and dark as she looked into Kagome’s face, examining her expression. Kagome felt like she was going to explode from desire, not realizing how badly she’d wanted this woman. Kikyo had been beautiful before, but, though confident while at the head of the classroom, privately insecure and irritable. Now something inside her had changed and it made her more attractive than ever.

Reaching out a hand, she ran her fingers up the revealed portion of Kikyo’s abdomen and just underneath her breast. Before she could reach her target, she suddenly found herself dragged forward and pushed down onto the neat desk.

“Keep your hands to yourself, Ka-Go-Me,” Kikyo chided playfully, emphasizing each syllable of her name with a light tap on her bottom over the thin material of her skirt.

Kagome shivered with lust. Anything Kikyo wanted from her was hers for the taking. Resting her face against the cool paper of the desk calendar, Kagome turned her head to the side, peeking at her professor from underneath her bangs.

“Sorry, Kik— Miss Kikyo.”

The older woman made a pleased sound in her throat. “Sorry’s not enough this time. I’m afraid a punishment is in order,” she teased, running the tip of her index finger up the back of her leg from the knee.

Moving slowly, with trembling hands, Kagome reached behind her and flipped her skirt up, revealing her lack of underclothes. Kikyo sucked in a gasp. That second of inactivity felt like eternity to Kagome, but then Kikyo’s hand came down hard on her with a loud smack! and the burning between her thighs increased. Letting out a moan, Kagome spread her legs in order to offer more of herself up. More blows were rained down upon her, on cheeks and in between, some hard enough to bruise and some light enough to barely tingle. She tried to muffle her cries, but every slap set her on fire in the best of ways. Without the confinement of her panties, her juices were leaking down her thighs, warm and ticklish.

The spanks went from calculating to erratic, and Kagome could hear the other woman begin to breathe heavily, more from desire than any real exertion. The blows were less on her cheeks now and seemed to be gravitating towards her pussy, something she tried to inch away from. Kikyo noticed and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her student, hitting her with a punishing fury. The small jolts of real pain made Kagome gasp, and just when she was about to beg her to stop, Kikyo grabbed her by her shirt and forced her to turn over, keeping her legs wide open. The coolness of the desk felt good against her abused bottom, but she wasn’t given time to appreciate it.

Rearing her hand back, Kikyo did what she had been trying to do and slapped her pussy full on, hitting her right on the clit. Kagome squealed and tried to back away, but she was held firmly in place by Kikyo’s other hand, and the woman was standing between her legs so she couldn’t close them. Unexpectedly, Kikyo began to pull down Kagome’s stockings, but she put a hand on her wrist and shook her head, wordlessly letting her know that was one thing she would not allow.

Her professor recovered quickly and went back to her task. Four more hits to the same spot had Kagome nearly in tears, but at the same time there was a river flowing between her legs. Her partner noticed, and the punishment slowly turned into something else, and soon Kikyo was no longer slapping her but fingering her, the heel of her palm firmly grinding against her button. Four fingers were filling Kagome up and she shamelessly thrust her hips up against them. After so much foreplay, it didn’t take long for Kagome to come, her release causing her limbs to shake uncontrollably as she nearly screamed her bliss.

Kikyo collapsed into her chair like she was the one with legs that had turned to noodles. Her cheeks were a bright pink, her lips were red and parted, and Kagome couldn’t resist going over to her and kneeling on either side of her thighs, covering her beautiful face in kisses. To her surprise, Kikyo grabbed her ass underneath her skirt and yanked her down onto her lap, kissing her with a passion that had her gasping and writhing.

Wanting to pay her back, Kagome slid down her body, dragging her mouth across her exposed skin. Making a stop at her nipples, she took one between her lips, moaning at the feeling. Kikyo held her head to her breast, arching into her mouth. The girl sucked and licked and nibbled the way she knew she liked. After she gave the other one the same treatment, she sank to the floor, kissing and sucking the skin of her favorite professor’s thighs until she came to the moist fabric that hid her pussy.

Kagome ran her tongue up the crotch of Kikyo’s panties, feeling her heat and tasting her excitement. Nudging the cloth aside, she sucked one of the lips into her mouth before running her tongue up and down and switching to the other, avoiding her clitoris. Plunging her tongue into her depths, she licked firmly and quickly, burying her face in Kikyo’s cunt. Tired of teasing, Kikyo grabbed her by the hair again and forced her where she wanted her, humping her face in a desperate attempt at satisfaction. Kagome gave in and licked her clit, sucking it hard just once before the older woman cried out and went completely still before slumping, vaginal muscles still clenching as she expelled gush after gush of sweet cum.

Utterly exhausted and completely at peace, Kagome squeezed into the office chair, snuggling against Kikyo. The older woman stroked her hair, giving her forehead long, soft, lingering kisses. It was so different from Inuyasha, Kagome thought. He made her feel nervous and anxious and unsure of herself like a complete idiot. With Kikyo, there was none of that. It was almost easy. Wasn’t that how love was supposed to be?

“I got a job offer,” Kikyo murmured, breaking the serene silence. “It’s a school in Spain.”

Kagome jerked, eyes widening as a sick feeling of dread invaded her gut. “A-are you leaving me!?” she asked in a high voice, wondering if this was the beginning of an anxiety attack.

Kikyo put an end to her hysterics before they really began, giving her a loving, reassuring kiss on the lips.

“I’m asking you to come with me. Run away with me, Kagome.”

“...I don’t know what to say.”

“That’s okay,” Kikyo smiled, the slight tremor in her voice telling her it wasn’t, not really. “You don’t have to give me an answer now. You... Your family is here, and I know it’s a big step.” Tears trekked down her face, slow and shimmering.

“Oh, Kikyo,” Kagome lamented, her lower lip trembling. “Don’t cry. I love you. I never want to see you sad.” The confession was not everything she’d wanted it to be, but it was needed most now, in this tender moment.

Somehow, her words made Kikyo cry even more, silent gasps puffing against Kagome’s cheek.

“I love you,” Kikyo sobbed, chest heaving. “I’ve loved you for so long. I never thought— Gods, thank you, Kagome.”

“I love you,” she repeated, her voice warming without her noticing. “I love you, I love you, I love you...”

The kisses they shared after that were sweet and girlish and graced with a delicate desperation, arms locked around one another in a fierce embrace.

“How have things been in my absence?” Kikyo asked once they’d calmed down.

Kagome shrugged. “Inuyasha’s been exhausting me. I can barely take it.”

Kikyo didn’t even seem jealous, not after the words they had exchanged, her confidence boosted once again.

“I’ll drive down there right now and tell him to take it easy on my favorite pupil,” she said, grabbing a handful of Kagome’s ass before spanking her.

The girl squeaked before a grin took over her face. “I’ll follow you in a few. I just wanted to finish this essay my evil professor forced upon me.”

Kissing her goodbye, Kikyo left the room with only one last look back at Kagome. Sighing, feeling suddenly lonely, she went back to her books and papers, wondering if the divorced couple would fight much without her present as a buffer.

“Fuck, it took forever for the bitch to leave.”

Kagome nearly gave herself whiplash with how quickly she looked up. How the hell had Inuyasha gotten inside so silently!? And oh gods, when and where did he get such a tight, white t-shirt? Her mouth went dry and then moistened more than before as her eyes roamed his clothed torso, the worn shirt thinner than was decent. She swore she could see the duskiness of his nipples and her pussy quivered. What the hell kind of magic did this man possess that he could turn her on after she’d just been thoroughly fucked?

“What are you doing here?” she croaked, warily watching him approach her.

He smiled, completely disarming her. “Just wanted to check up on my girlfriend.”

Her heart nearly beat out of her chest at the word. The fact that she could feel her face heat up made her hate herself. Forcing her eyes down back to her papers, she tried to look busy. “Well, you checked.”

“You didn’t take off your nylons,” he said, leaning in close to her. His lips were against her ear and his tongue darted out, tasting her temple.

“O-only you can do that.” Kagome gave up fighting what she was feeling. If she resisted, he’d conquer her just the same, and the defeat would be doubly humiliating.

“That’s right.”

He forced the chair to turn, making her face him, his face right in her face. They just stared at each other, trying to prolong the anticipation. Something snapped and then he came at her without a warning, growling as he kissed her hard, holding her chin with his thumb and forefinger. Abruptly pulling back, he grabbed her legs by the back of her knees, positioning her so that each foot rested on the arms of the chair, completely revealing her to his intense gaze.

“Touch yourself,” he said simply, leaning back on the desk.

Kagome practically purred at the command, running the tips of her fingers over her newly dripping slit, brushing across her clit. Inuyasha’s eyes followed even the most minute of her movements, tracking her like a predator would. To her surprise, he got down at his knees, peering at her closer than she was comfortable with.

“I-Inuyasha?” she questioned tremulously.

“Don’t stop.”

Somewhat reluctantly, she continued playing with herself, unsure of how she felt being examined at such a short distance. All her imperfections displayed. He’d gone down on her before (oh, he certainly had) but that was different somehow. Would he notice that her lips weren’t equal in size, one slightly plumper than the other? Would he see the few ingrown hairs that always stubbornly appeared? Would he be grossed out now?

Obviously not bothered by any of her little anxieties, Inuyasha began to kiss her big toe still encased in nylon, opening his lips and sucking on it. She shivered. What the hell was he doing? But she continued to pleasure herself, nearly being surprised into orgasm when he dragged his fang over her sensitive arch. No longer concerned with whether one or both of them were foot fetishists, Kagome abandoned herself to her familiar touch, hooded eyes watching the man worship her, kissing his way up her calf, dragging his tongue over her.

His eyes were closed and he groaned here and there, the sexy sounds making her wetter each time. Soon, he reached the lace tops of her thigh highs and kissed her bare flesh, moving his tongue in little circles on her skin. Gently, he slid his fingers under her stocking and dragged it down, slowly exposing her leg until everything above the ankle was naked. His lips, teeth, and tongue attacked her limb, licking and kissing her everywhere, sucking on her skin. Kagome had never felt so sensitive in that area ever in her life. Just when she was going to come, Inuyasha stopped, dragging her off the chair and into his lap, where he released his erection and drove his prick into her, making her cry out.

“I’m divorcing Kikyo,” he gasped. “Had the papers drawn up today.”

Kagome just continued to cling to his shoulders, wanting to fuck herself using his cock, but his hands on her hips prevented movement. “Why?” she whined, less in reply to his revelation and more to why he wouldn’t let her bounce until they reached release.

“’Cause you and me are gonna give it a try, and I don’t want any baggage with our new start.”

Before she could really process anything of what he was telling her, Inuyasha moved her on him, going just slow enough to torture her. Whimpering, Kagome began to suck on his neck, knowing it drove him crazy. To be honest, it affected her much the same, making her eyes roll back in her head when the tip of his cock brushed against that one special spot inside her. The taste of his neck, salty and sweet and so warm, was also her favorite flavor. Her sucking turned to biting and then she was coming hard, squeezing him almost brutally. He held her in his strong arms, and she barely kept her weak hold around his neck as he rocked into her a few more times and finally spilled into her.

Giving her a kiss that made her lips tingle, Inuyasha smiled down at her tiredly, a soft smirk on his face. “I’m gonna clean up. We’ll talk more at home.”

He left her there on the floor, and it was only then Kagome realized she had been crying. For how long, she wasn’t sure, but she suspected it had been when he’d dropped that info bomb on her. Her. They both wanted her. It was her most fantastic dream and worst nightmare come true.

She was deep in like with Inuyasha.

She was deep in love with Kikyo.

They were no longer in love (or like) with each other.

Kagome sobbed, completely forgetting about her essay.

Oo/O

Kagome arrived home late, sneaking in quietly, feeling like she was back in high school and had gone to a party without permission. A pity party, she thought as she sighed. Hardly had she entered the house than she smelled something delicious. Her stomach grumbled noisily. When was the last time she’d eaten? Remembering old cartoons where the characters floated to the source of a delicious scent, she followed her nose right into the dining room, where she was met with a most shocking sight.

Inuyasha and Kikyo were seated together at the dining room table, one on either end, enjoying a huge meal. Kagome could barely believe her eyes. Sure, they weren’t talking, but they didn’t appear angry or anything. Had they decided not to go through with their split? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

“Join us, Kagome,” Kikyo said without looking up at her.

“Uh, sure...” She took the only remaining seat, the one at the long side of the table, and sat facing the wall, studying the painting of a fruit basket. Feeling awkward when everything remained silent, she began to serve herself, nearly moaning at the sight of a giant ham, a huge bowl of mashed potatoes, green beans with almonds, freshly baked yeast rolls, and a salad. Serving more than she usually ate, she filled her plate with heaping portions of everything, blushing a little when it weighed her hand down to the point of bothering her wrist.

Just when she was about to put the first steaming bite of goodness into her mouth, Kikyo cleared her throat. Before she could speak, Inuyasha glared at her, setting down his fork.

“My lawyer will be contacting you about the divorce. I’m glad your parents talked you into a pre-nup now. I don’t want shit to do with you from here on out.”

Daintily, Kikyo dabbed at her spotless lips. “I will not attempt to contest the divorce. As soon as this is over, Kagome and I will be leaving to Spain.”

“Fuck that! Kagome’s staying right here.”

They both turned to look at her.

Kagome’s cheeks were bulging with food and she avoided their eyes, trying to swallow it all. “Um, I haven’t been given enough time to think about this.”

“That’s not a fuckin’ answer.”

“Just follow your heart, Kagome!”

She sighed and briefly closed her eyes before looking at them. “I... I can’t decide between the two of you,” she said honestly, holding back tears. “I don’t want to lose either of you. Why can’t we just go back to how it was before? Why can’t we all just be together?”

Inuyasha and Kikyo gaped at her, stunned and maybe slightly put off by the idea of continuing a relationship with each other. At once, they began to speak, their voices becoming louder and louder in an attempt to talk over one another.

“You know you like me better, dammit! Look at me, Kagome, look me in the face and tell me you don’t want me.”

“I can do so much for you! We’ve always had a connection, and now we’ll be free to explore it together.”

“Keh, the only thing you ever connected with was your fucking vibrator. Frigid bitch.”

Kikyo rounded on her husband. “Kagome is here because of me. We let you have a part in this, but that time has come to an end.”

“You’re not going to have her. Fuck, you’re better at faking orgasms than giving them. Kagome needs someone who can satisfy her.”

Kikyo screamed wordlessly in frustration, abandoning her control. “Gods damn it, Inuyasha, it says a lot about our farce of a relationship and your own skills that I had to fake orgasms!”

The half-demon appeared speechless for a second, mouth gaping open. He recovered quickly enough. “Sh-shut up!”

Kagome watched, fascinated and kind of scared. When they turned back to her, she flinched.

“Kagome, darling, you and I have something rare. You’re not giving up on that. I know you’re not. I know you,” Kikyo murmured, coming over to kiss her temple, the hand on her thigh making her exhausted pussy come back to life.

Suddenly, Inuyasha was at her other side, claws tangling in her hair, forcing her head back so she had to look him in his blazing golden eyes. “You’re not going anywhere, Kagome.”

Knowing what was going to happen, she attempted to protest. “N-no,” she whispered weakly, trying to squirm away from where Kikyo was kissing her jaw only to collide into Inuyasha, who forced his lips on hers, his fingers caressing her throat before they dipped below her shirt. Her refusal to their advances only seemed to spur them on, and their touches became harder, almost punishing, each of them forcing her face to give her hot, deep, open-mouthed kisses, hurting her neck in the process.

Inuyasha growled ferally when Kikyo put her knee between Kagome’s legs, claiming her pleasure for herself. With one quick movement, he pushed the beautiful dishes he’d worked so hard on off the table, making them crash to the floor. The women barely noticed, too intent on each other. Grabbing her by the arm, Inuyasha forced Kagome on to the now cleared table, instantly tearing her shirt and placing his lips on her hard right nipple. She shrieked in surprise, arching in to him, not sure if she wanted him to get off or get her off. Not wanting to be left behind, Kikyo was back on her in a second, licking down her stomach and pulling off her skirt, leaving her thigh highs in place. All her muscles trembled and she briefly felt vulnerable and violated and thought she’d cry again, but then her professor’s tongue hit her cunt just as Inuyasha bit her nipple, and everything but the pleasure faded from her mind.

This was what she’d always wanted.

It seemed as though Inuyasha and Kikyo were trying to outdo each other. If she had a hand on Inuyasha’s ear, Kikyo tongued her more fiercely. If she pressed Kikyo more firmly into her, Inuyasha tugged her nipple away from her body until she focused on him again. It was all too much and she came once or twice until she suddenly found herself on her knees, Inuyasha kneeling behind her, pressing his chest into her back as he prepared to enter her, rubbing the tip of his cock on her ass cheeks. Kikyo pressed Kagome’s face to her breasts and then the half-demon entered her, slowly filling her up. A possessive hand, rough and clawed, gripped her breast, and she moved in sync with him, still sucking Kikyo’s hard red nipples both at once as the older woman pressed her breasts together for that purpose.

Kikyo removed her breasts from Kagome’s access, kissing her on the lips for her service. Going back to her pussy, she concentrated on licking her clit, somehow synced with Inuyasha’s movements. Just a few more seconds, she thought...

Inuyasha pushed his wife’s face out of the way, his hand going to rub her. “Come for me, baby. Show that bitch what you really want.”

Kagome made a distressed sound. She was so, so close, but she didn’t want to hurt Kikyo like that, didn’t want to make her feel left out. Holding back as best as she could, she put one hand on Inuyasha’s wrist that was resting on her mons and used the other one to beckon to her professor.

“Help make love to me, Kikyo,” she whispered raggedly, her desperation for release clear in her voice.

Not needing to be told twice, Kikyo pressed her body against Kagome’s, their curves lining up perfectly. Almost shyly, Kikyo gave her a small kiss before running her hands up her stomach and to her own breasts, cupping one and teasing the nipple before rubbing the hard nub against one of Kagome’s. The younger girl cried out, the sound interrupted by Kikyo again kissing her, sucking on her lower lip before she pulled away and repeated her actions.

Upset that her attention was stolen from him, the half-demon sped up his playing with her clit, moving harder into her as he licked and sucked her shoulder. At this point, it was all Kagome needed to come, and she did so with a scream of release, frustration, and confusion, collapsing into Kikyo’s arms afterward. Her weight was still supported almost completely by Inuyasha, who gently lay her down on the table, spooning her. Kikyo faced her, brushing the hair from her eyes.

“As soon as this is over, it’ll be you and me forever,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to her lips.

Inuyasha nuzzled Kagome’s temple, lips kissing the shell of her ear. “I’m never letting you leave.”

She was well and truly fucked.
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