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Gambling Interference	By : monophobian Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 4899 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kagome was frustrated.
She wanted to focus on eating her breakfast in Kouga’s living room and the comfortable silence they were sitting in. The eggs were good, the bacon crispy, and his coffee was amazing. Staying over would have been worth that cup of joe alone. She could be asking him where he bought his beans, or complementing him on the well-stocked kitchen she just cooked in, or even the cozy home décor that didn’t look like it housed a bachelor.
Nope. All she could think about was the tail wrapped around Kouga’s waist resting along the strong line of his thigh, brown fur looking soft enough to fall asleep on.
The bastard had to know what he was doing to her. He all but invited her to pet it, knowing she wanted to, but she couldn’t. Too many years living around youkai taught her respectful etiquette. Unfortunately, that damn etiquette meant that an all-but-invitation was not an explicit invitation. And to pet a youkai’s animal characteristics?
That required an explicit invitation.
He knew it. He knew what he was doing. That stupid smirk on his face told her he did. And because of that damn smirk on his face, she held desperately onto what little pride she had left and refused to ask. She was not going to ask to pet his tail, no matter how fluffy it seemed, or how soft it looked, or how many times it twitched that close to her leg, or how much she desperately wanted to see if it had the same affect on Kouga that Inuyasha’s ears did on him.
So, the miko ate her eggs in silence, sipping the wonderful coffee and focusing on everything in the room except for the furry appendage that was two inches from resting along her bare thigh.
It wasn’t working.
She was surprised, though. His hair was inky black that shone blue in the sunlight. The hairs that dusted his arms and legs and traveled down his incredibly toned torso were black as well. The rich, warm brown color of his tail should have clashed. Instead, Kagome found she couldn’t imagine it being anything else. It fit very well with his tanned skin, and the two dark colors created a perfect contrast for the blue of his eyes.
Damnit. She was thinking about his tail again.
She finished her breakfast and rested the empty plate in her lap before focusing on her coffee. It really was wonderful. Smooth and rich and absolutely delicious. This was something she could definitely get used to.
A large hand reached over and picked up her plate, moving it to the coffee table along with his. He waited until she finished her cup before adding that to the growing pile of dirty dishes. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him shift, adjusting his hips on the couch to look over at her. He was still smirking.
“Kagome?”
Even his tone was amused. Biting back a sigh, she tilted her head just enough to look at him.
The smirk widened. Jerk. “You want anything else?”
Nope, not a jerk. Asshole. Asshole defined how she was feeling about him at the moment. An incredibly sexy, hard-bodied, way-too-good-with-his-tongue asshole.
“You’ve been awfully quiet. Something on your mind?”
The jerk – sorry, asshole – had the nerve to snicker. She scowled. It was all she could do to keep from growling at him, so letting a facial expression show was the least of her worries.
He had a full on smile now, his eyes dancing in amusement. His tail twitched, drawing her gaze, and when she realized what she was doing, she shoved her hands underneath her thighs and forced her head to turn away from him completely. Which made him laugh at her.
Jerk.
“Kagome.” His tone changed. It was still amused, but there was something else there, a softness that had her turning back to him. Carefully, he reached out and wrapped his fingers around her arm, wiggling her hand free. “I appreciate you waiting. So many people don’t.” He brought her hand to his tail and stroked her palm down the very tail she’d been itching to touch. “However, you of all people do not have to ask to touch me.”
So maybe he wasn’t a complete jerk.
He let go of her arm and she made another sweep down the fur. It really was so incredibly soft. On the third go, she looked up to watch his reaction, noting how his lids lowered and his eyes deepened. And that looked damn inviting. She found that she didn’t want to resist this particular invitation.
Kagome maneuvered herself to her knees, resting a hand on his chest to push him back against the couch. Careful of his tail, she straddled his thighs, one knee planted on each side before sliding both hands up his chest and neck to cup his jaw. She lowered her lips to his in a slow, drugging kiss. His hands found her knees and caressed her skin, then slowly slid up her thighs as he gently nibbled on her lower lip.
She parted her lips and slid her tongue out to meet his. This kiss was much different than their previous ones. He allowed her to explore, gently caressing her as she drank in his taste. When her tongue made it to his fangs, carefully brushing along them, his hands slid around her hips and molded against her rear, long fingers splayed to tease the revealing lace.
She wanted more. Just the taste of him was reminding her of how he felt moving over her the night before, how he felt wrapped around her when she woke up that morning. She had opened her eyes to the sight of his chest, her head tucked underneath his chin. His arms had been strong around her, holding her close, his warmth seeping in to her through the night. Even when she slipped out of bed, she had to struggle against his hold. She hadn’t felt comfort like that in a long time.
One hand slid into his hair, angling his head so she could delve further, taste more. The remaining hand traveled down his chest, marveling at the muscles that twitched in response to her touch. When her palm swept down the length of his tail, his hands clenched around the globes of her ass and he groaned into her mouth.
Kagome broke into a smile as she leaned back, thoroughly enjoying the reactions she was able to pull out of him. Kouga followed, pressing his kiss to hers once more before leaning back into the couch.
“Where did you get this little thing?” he murmured as his fingers slipped underneath the lace and ran along the edge.
“I packed it yesterday in case I didn’t want to spend the rest of the day in a bikini.”
“You have any more?”
A chuckle left her. “I think I have a couple styles you might like.”
An almost pained groan rumbled from his chest as he let his gaze flicker lazily down her torso. He pulled her hips toward his, settling her down on his lap before looking back up at her. “You have any plans today?”
“Meeting Sango and Miroku for dinner tonight.” Her eyes slid closed as his hands traveled underneath the tank top and up her back. “I can probably take a rain check.”
His snort drew back her gaze. “Knowing them, they expect me to show up with you and won’t take no for an answer.”
Kagome smiled and shifted her hips, feeling the telltale hardening underneath her. “Well, we have a few hours until we have to worry about that.”
“Good thing I know how to spend it.” Kouga’s arms tightened around her waist and pulled her lips down to his.
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