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Highway to Hell	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 5539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Nine: Lover’s Play
(C’mon Billy by PJ Harvey)
It was a few days before Inuyasha was able to look at Shippo without growling or bopping him on the head. It was even longer before he was able to look at her without that suspicious glare, the glare of a husband who suspected his wife was sleeping with the butler and planning on offing him and collecting the entirety of his estate. She hadn’t even actually had sex with that monster! While knowing his behavior was totally and completely ridiculous, Kagome was still hurt. They were silent more often than not now, even their once constant arguments being put on hold for however long he was going to hold his stupid grudge. He barely even asked her what she wanted to eat or if she was tired and he never made a single move on her. She never thought there would ever come a day when she’d long almost to the point of tears for him to unexpectedly grab her boob and say something perverted that he knew would piss her off even more.
“Where are we going?” she asked tentatively.
Inuyasha’s shoulders tensed the minute she spoke. “Gonna spend the night at a friend’s.”
They had been driving for over two days without stopping for anything other than the bathroom breaks and showers she demanded and she hadn’t yet complained, understanding he probably really, really wanted to get there already and not wanting to upset him more after everything.
Finally, sometime before midnight, they arrived at their destination. Inuyasha seemed to have a thing for dry and dusty abandoned places. The big wooden building in front of them seemed like something off the set of an old Western. Shutters swayed in the breeze, creaking and making her cringe. A crooked sign read, “Bunny’s Bunnies”. The half-demon did not seem to be at all bothered by all that, though, and even had a spring in his step. Suspicion tingled in her bones when he forgot to close his door and get his bag, so she did both for him, rousing Shippo in order to lighten her load. The little fox followed her sleepily, yawning the whole while. Her steps quickened and soon she caught up to him.
“…Is this a hotel?” she ventured to ask, feelings of trepidation making her want to hold his hand just to assure herself he was really with her.
Inuyasha laughed. “Kind of.”
He pushed open the swinging doors and they stepped into a brightly-lit room. The inside was full of props and period decorations to match the theme of the outside. Girls walked about laughing in low-cut hoop dresses, their hair done up with loose ringlets framing their faces. Everyone had a feathery fan and she saw at least three women with apples between their prominent cleavage. Men either dressed like cowboys or in modern clothes were rosy-faced from drinking, laughing as they attempted to pull girls into their laps. The floor was covered in sawdust, old timey piano music filled the air, and she swore she heard someone ordering a sarsaparilla.
A thick-waisted woman well past middle-age yet still dressed like the younger bimbos working the floor sidled up to them, her heavily powdered face partially hidden behind her fan.
“Well howdy, y’all!” she opened in a creaking voice ringing with an exaggerated Texan accent. “I’m Bunny! Haven’t seen you ‘round these here parts in a mighty long time, Inuyasha.” Turning to the stunned Kagome and Shippo, she continued, “And who are these lil rascals? Well, I’ll be! What gorgeous eyes you got there, lil lady. And such a durned cute lil fox with—”
“Cut the shit, Kaede,” Inuyasha broke in. “I’ll have my usual room.”
Sticking her fan between her drooping breasts, the woman glared at him. “I’m not letting you back here after what you did to my best girl.” This time, there was no trace of an accent. “You can flirt with the girls and have a drink at the bar, but your half-demon ass is outta here come close.”
“What did I do?” he asked, genuinely confused.
“Kikyo!” Bunny, or Kaede or whatever, practically hissed the name at him, eyes narrowing further. “I know what you did to her. My crystal ball never lies.”
“Then you know she was asking for it. And fuck, I didn’t know she was one of yours.”
“You didn’t have to kill her. It would’ve been easy for you to just separate the two of them and throw her out of the car, but no, you just had to damage my merchandise.”
Inuyasha glanced at her before looking back at the old woman. “I couldn’t let that shit slide.”
First, Kagome was embarrassed that Kaede had seen her intimate encounter with the dead girl. Then, she was surprised. She thought Inuyasha’s destruction of Kikyo had been nothing more than a reflex, just some weird accidental half-asleep response to hearing his name yelled. The way they were describing it, it sounded like a mixture of protection and revenge.
“That girl was troubled, Inuyasha. You know that better than anyone.”
It seemed like she had more to say, but his stony stare stopped her. “I wasn’t going to let Kagome get hurt. When I felt the curse start draining her life away, I lost it. No matter my history with Kikyo or how guilty I feel about it all, she sealed her fate the moment she touched Kagome. Now are you gonna let us stay or what?”
Kaede sighed. “Well, I can’t exactly turn these two down in good conscience. Guess I’ll have to accept you along with them. Don’t know where I’m gonna find another eternally youthful prostitute impervious to pain who travels around the country making house calls and still sends me my cut of the cash, though…” She took the bags from Kagome and handed them off to an effeminate young man. Shippo immediately sprang into her arms and began to drowse again.
“Just put an ad up on Craigslist or something.”
She snorted. “Botan and Momiji will take care of you as usual. I’ll take the kids and stash ‘em in a clean room, our Duke suite, the best we have. All on your dime, of course.”
“Of course,” Inuyasha said, his fangs glinting as he grinned.
“Wait!” Kagome shouted when he turned to leave, mind still reeling from everything that had been said. “We’re not going to be together?”
The half-demon leered at her. “By all means, if you want to save me some money—”
“Stuff it.”
Two heavily made-up women came over to Inuyasha, bodices cut so low Kagome thought she could see a bit of areola peeking out. His eyes never met theirs, so intent he was on peering at their breasts. The two of them giggled in sync, their hands roving over him, lingering on the front of his pants. They kissed and fondled him familiarly, and he just kept grinning wide enough to split his face, paying them back in kind and almost undressing them right there in front of everyone.
“Fuck, I needed this,” he groaned, reaching in and cupping a breast of the girl with darker hair. “This summer’s been torture for my dick.”
Kagome was too angry to decipher the sympathetic, breathy murmurings of the twin whores. Her entire body felt hot with rage and she almost threw what she was holding at him before realizing at the last second that it was Shippo. What the fuck kind of psychopath spent almost two months trying to get her to sleep with him and then went and did this in front of her!? Honestly, bringing the girl he was hoping to seduce and the child she adopted to a brothel, of all the things. It was like he wanted her to hate him! And it almost worked. She almost succumbed to a fit of angry tears and ran away to go spend the night in the car, but that would mean he’d still get his way.
Gathering every bit of anger and hurt she had inside her in order to steady her resolve, she sidled over to where he was playing tonsil hockey with one of the girls. Weren’t they supposed to have a rule about not kissing? Ugh, who cared. Not her. Not anymore. Not much, at least. Shifting Shippo around, she placed his head on her shoulder and soothingly rubbed his back.
“But Inuyasha!” she whined in a high, babyish voice. “You said after the baby came you wouldn’t mess around on me anymore! And here I am, pregnant again, and you’re still going off and seeing other women. I know I’m not all mature like them, but I’ll be fourteen soon, and then maybe—”
Inuyasha laughed uneasily as the girls’ smiles turned to disgusted, angry grimaces. “Uh, haha, that’s enough! What do you want, Kagome?”
It was too late. The damage had been done. Botan and Momiji stomped off and resumed their rounds, serving drinks and assaulting men’s faces with their giant fake boobs.
She smirked at him, happy in her victory. The gold of his eyes darkened and he grabbed her by the wrist, leading her upstairs. Obviously, he knew his way around the place very well, and it didn’t take them even three minutes before they walked through the doors of one of the most luxurious rooms she’d ever been in. Nothing was in keeping with the downstairs décor, instead resembling things she’d only seen in pictures. Fine art on the ceiling, shining marble floors, furniture that looked too nice to touch. Kagome gaped at it all, wondering what strange and sometimes horrifying universe she had wandered into.
Inuyasha began to mix himself a drink, the set of his shoulders telling her he was pissed off and just trying to figure out what to say. Feeling her earlier anger return, she gently lay Shippo down on a velvet couch and walked to the separate bedroom, admiring everything except for the gaudy crimson bed with its satin sheets and silk scarlet canopy.
“What the fuck was that about!?” he growled at her, closing the door behind him.
A residual feeling of childishness was left over from her role and she stuck her tongue out at him. “You’re not ditching us to go have fun by yourself. And how dare you bring Shippo here! How dare you bring me here!”
“You brought him here!” he shouted, heedless of the sleeping boy in the other room. “I never wanted him with us at all.”
“That’s a terrible thing to say about your son, Inuyasha.” Turning her back to him, she ran her hands over the bed, enjoying the quality despite its appearance. “And really, a cowboy whorehouse? I don’t even want to think about all the things you do here.” An image of Kaede riding and gyrating on top of Inuyasha and bellowing “Hi-ho, Silver!” made her gag.
“Don’t kink shame me, bitch.”
She ignored him and instead began taking her considerable amount of toiletries out of her bag, wondering if she should shower tonight or in the morning. Maybe both?
“Were you jealous?” He was right behind her, words ghosting across her skin and making the fine hairs on the back of her neck stand up. “Kagome…” His claws brushed her hair to the side and his lips barely touched her. She felt them tremble. Suddenly, she forgot what she had been doing, wanting nothing more than to let him do to her whatever it was he could do. “Did you think that just because I want to fuck you it meant I don’t want to fuck anyone else? You’re not special. You’re just an arrogant, disloyal little girl. The sooner you learn that, the better.”
Fists clenched, she rounded on him, feeling the blood rush to her face. “I would never be jealous of anyone who demeaned themselves so much as to actually touch you like that. Don’t project your sick fantasies onto me, you bastard!”
He laughed, and for once it wasn’t a nice sound. “I’m not the bastard here, Kagome. I had two parents who loved each other and wanted me.”
It hurt her deeply knowing he went right for the buttons that were the easiest to push. Everything she had thought up to say was erased though her mouth remained opened, stunned. The tears fell without resistance. She had no will left to hold them back. Sitting on the bed, she covered her face with her hands, shoulders shaking as she tried not to make any noise, not wanting to seem even more pathetic.
“Shit,” he cursed softly to himself. “I’m sorry, okay? Kagome? I’m sorry. Kagome? Are you listening? Kagome!? Hey! I’m sorry!” He got more freaked out the longer she went without answering him, voice rising to a higher pitch. “We can leave right now, Kagome, okay? We’ll go anywhere you want, I’ll take you away. I know you don’t like it here. I just came here to make you jealous because I’m a fucking idiot. I’m sorry. Are you all right? Do you, uh, do you need, uh, what do girls need when they’re sad?”
Kagome peeked through her fingers, becoming a little worried but still not ready to answer him. Inuyasha was fumbling with the phone, hitting numbers and cursing when they weren’t the right ones.
He continued, mostly to himself, “You like sandwiches, right? That worked last time. I remember what you like. Yeah, hi, Kaede. It’s an emergency and I’m going to need a ham and muenster sandwich with spaghetti sauce and pepperoncinis on sheepherder bread.” His brows came together and he began to growl. “No, I’m not fucking high. Because I don’t know the number for the kitchen! Send it up now!”
Kagome couldn’t help herself. She started to laugh, not in a nice tinkling bells way, but snorting sounds that turned into a guffaw. Putting her hand on his, she laughed a little harder at the shocked and unsure look on his face, at his ears drooping in regret.
“I knew a sandwich would cheer you up.”
“It’s not the sandwich,” she said between giggles. “It’s you. You make me happy, Inuyasha, even though you make me sad and mad sometimes, too. But it’s okay. You were right.”
“You really were jealous!?”
“No! You had two parents that were together and wanted you. I’ve only ever had Mom, and I always came in second place. Or maybe third now that you’ve showed up again.”
He sat next to her on the bed. “You come first in my life, Kagome. There isn’t really anyone else for you to compete with, but I thought you should know.”
Kagome laughed, wiping the tears that stubbornly insisted on flowing. “Thanks. I mean it.”
“Kagome,” he said earnestly, “whoever your father is, he’s an idiot. And my father’s an idiot. And Mom’s an idiot. We’re all idiots.”
“No, I was just unwanted. And that’s okay. I don’t have to be wanted in order to live a good life.”
There was a moment of silence filled with feeling so strong their eyes connected without either of them realizing it, drawn to each other like it was just supposed to be that way.
“I want you,” he said shakily. “I want you so much it drives me crazy just being near you. I don’t know how to talk. How to act. How to be. I only know how to want you.”
The kiss was gentle at the start, hesitant on his part, fearful on hers. Surprisingly, she was the one who started it, pulling him to her by the collar. It didn’t take long before the passion that was always present between the two of them bled into the kiss and had her gasping for breath, aching for him. Kagome tangled her hands in his hair and he groaned, laying her down on the bed. Never in her life had she even considered doing what she was about to do in such a horrible location, but the heat of his body and the weight of him (and perhaps the years of sexual frustration from having a gay boyfriend) pushed all thoughts of the terrible décor and distasteful business surrounding them far away. There was only Inuyasha and Kagome. Only fire and discovery. Madness and emotion.
Instead of waiting for him to do it, she began unbuttoning her blouse. The small blush on his cheeks amazed her. How could someone like him still blush? It only took him a second to recover himself and then he was helping her, stroking her skin as he bared it and kissing her deeply. His fingers played over her bra, dancing around her nipples and taking her breath away. He whispered her name in between kisses and she answered him with his, feeling drugged. Was this what love felt like, or was it lust? Was there a difference?
Inuyasha’s fangs teased her chin, then her throat, his tongue darting out and caressing her here and there, his lips following and sucking small chosen places on her skin. Kagome mewled and writhed beneath him, imagining those lips on more sensitive, secret places. His nose nudged her bra cup down, having a little bit of trouble when her very stiff nipple resisted. His hands were busy, one gliding up and down the inside of her thighs and the other smoothing patterns on her collarbone. When his mouth finally came down on her nipple and sucked, she cried out, feeling a gush of wetness flood her down below. He sucked her hungrily, nibbling and licking as well, until the hand on her thighs came to her panties and stroked her over the dripping wet cloth. He moaned, but instead of diving in and pleasing her, pulled away.
His eyes were wild, lips swollen and glistening with his own saliva. Inuyasha held the fingers that had touched her to his nose first and then his lips, where he licked them clean of whatever amount of her juices had been there. Kagome didn’t know whether she was imagining it or not, but for a second his eyes flashed red.
“How far will you let me go?” he asked softly, the words dragged from him with reluctance.
“W-what?”
He crawled between her legs and placed an open-mouthed kiss against her covered core, making her shudder.
“How far will you let me go, Kagome?”
Her mouth opened to answer, but she gasped instead when he took the crotch of her panties into his mouth and sucked, eyes rolling back in his head before shutting as he ground himself into the mattress.
“Hey, some lady came to the door with this sandwich, said it was an emergency!”
Kagome shrieked, covering herself up and burrowing under the sheets. Inuyasha slammed his face into the nearest pillow and did a very poor job of muffling his anguished scream.
“If you’re not gonna eat it then can I have it?” Shippo asked, already taking a bite.
She couldn’t help but laugh. “How about we split it?”
The little fox boy jumped into the bed between them, nuzzling into Kagome’s side. Inuyasha moved closer to them and shoved him forward until he was almost head over heels.
“Stop cockblocking me, you fucking twerp.”
Shippo shoved him back. Unsurprisingly, it had no effect other than making the half-demon angrier. “Stop wrestling Kagome! It’s not fair. You’re not in the same weight class.”
That earned a surprised laugh from Inuyasha. Her eyes found his and held, something intense in the look he gave her making her dizzy. Had they really been doing that just now, or was it a wet dream? Was she honestly going to give him her virginity in his favorite whorehouse? Kagome’s sanity returned and she resolved to always have Shippo with her at all times. Inuyasha probably wouldn’t use his weird hypnotic vampire lust powers on her with a kid around, right? She wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe she should arm herself with mace or a taser and not just a baby kitsune.
When she had finished bathing and was ready to sleep, she crawled into bed as quietly as she could, not wanting to wake the lightly snoring fox. To her surprise, Inuyasha was still awake, his eyes glowing in the dark. It always scared her when he did that. Nevertheless, she slept on her side facing him. He took her hand and she felt him kiss her little finger again. She wondered what it meant.
“Sooo, there’s not even a chance of a blowjob, I’m guessing. Unless…”
Kagome snorted. “You cockblock yourself, you know.”
He chuckled. It took her a while to drift off, her mind ringing with one question.
How far would she let him go?
Oo/O
Kagome hardly slept that night, too afraid to even toss and turn. There was a non-stop blush on her face and she got up while it was still dark to avoid having Inuyasha or Shippo see it. How was it that she could do such an insane thing and only want more in the moment yet feel like a scared little mouse the minute he stopped touching her? Demons and half-demons must have some secret magic powers, she surmised. She purposely lingered for a long time in the bathroom, ignoring the insistent knocking and yelling of both her traveling companions. When everything had been quiet for at least ten minutes, she left, still not able to have rid herself entirely of her blush.
A note on the bed messily scrawled in crayon told her they were downstairs having breakfast with the “staff”, directions included. At first she thought it was Shippo’s handwriting, but a crude drawing of breasts was definitely Inuyasha’s signature.
The giant dining room was done up in dark woods, animal head trophies crowning the wall. Kagome cringed, feeling judged by the glassy eyes, like each and every one of them knew what she had let Inuyasha do last night and what she had done herself. There was only one long table and she took the sole remaining seat, her face coloring even deeper because it was, of course, right next to Inuyasha.
“You feeling all right?” he whispered in her ear, making her shiver and then tense. “You look feverish.”
“I WANT EGGS!” she exclaimed, nearly knocking her chair over when she stood to serve some scrambled eggs from the metal tray onto her plate. Sitting back down, she couldn’t help but glance at him, giggling nervously at the strange look he was giving her.
“Um, okay. Eat up.”
“How did you sleep, child?” the kindly voice of Kaede asked directly across from her. The old woman briefly glared at Inuyasha suspiciously before looking back at her.
She picked at the giant mound of eggs on her plate. “Fine, thank you.” It seemed too short a response, and she was looking to avoid conversation with Inuyasha anyway, so she continued, “You’re looking different today. Do you not dress up in the daytime?”
Kaede sipped her tea. “Business doesn’t start until nine in the evening. Only our most valued clients are allowed to break their fast with the girls.”
Kagome looked around at the “girls”. Most of them had on the smeared and crumbling leftover makeup from the night before. Some seemed to be fighting off a hangover. Almost all of them were dressed in just regular comfortable pajamas, some wearing clothes that obviously belonged to their real boyfriend, others opting for something more traditional. She couldn’t imagine how this was a treat for the men, but there were a few there, looking delighted to be with their less than enthusiastic company.
One of the men was sitting next to her and she could feel his eyes on her. Flinching towards Inuyasha, who was now deep in some trivial argument with Kaede, she tried to fill up her mouth with as much food as she could in the hopes that he would not try and start talking to her. It was not to be.
“I saw you come in last night. Are you available now? Or will you be with Taisho?” He was the kind of man who had once been muscular but was now fat, not that he noticed it. She guessed he could have been good-looking once upon a time, but his overly tanned skin and heavy breathing combined with the wraparound sunglasses and frosted tips grossed her out.
“I’m always with Inuyasha,” she muttered back, confused.
“Wow,” he said admiringly. “He usually switches it up every time. You must be one special girl. How’d he find you?”
“We have the same mother.”
“Oh. Crap. Uh, do your parents know about this? Do they approve?”
“Yeah, they practically handed me off to him.” Thinking of her parents made her feel resentful. They hadn’t even tried to pretend she meant something to them. All the other kids at college would have their parents dropping them off and all she’d have was a sex fiend half-demon. They knew what he was like and they still let her go with him, the monsters.
“Fuck it! How much do you charge, I’ll double what he’s paying you. No, I’ll triple it!”
“W-w-what!?” she stuttered, put off by how suddenly close he was to her. Kagome dropped her fork in shock, watching helplessly as it fell to the floor.
His sweaty palm ran up her leg and under her skirt. “Your dirty talk is driving me crazy,” he said, clearly salivating. “Call me daddy and I’ll call you babygirl, you’re just about my real daughter’s age and height—”
A familiar clawed hand plunged the fork into the gross guy’s shoulder before pulling her back behind him.
“You sick fuck,” Inuyasha growled, cracking his knuckles as he made a fist.
The man was screaming and cursing both Inuyasha and her, but the half-demon paid him no mind, punching him right in the nose. Kagome cringed when she heard the crack and cuddled Shippo to her, not wanting him to see that kind of violence. Normally, she would have stopped Inuyasha right about then, but some part of her enjoyed watching him kick the guy in the ribs.
“Inuyasha Taisho!” Kaede shrieked, the only one courageous enough to intervene, grabbing him by the ear and dragging him out of the room. Kagome followed, sparing one last look at the thoroughly beaten man on the floor and smiling. It couldn’t have made a nicer present even if Inuyasha had wrapped it up and tied it with a bow. Shippo stayed behind to poke the unconscious man and tug on his rather impressive moustache.
“What the fuck, you old hag!” Inuyasha complained. “I was almost done with ‘im.”
Kaede ignored him. Going over to Kagome, she brushed off imaginary dirt from her shoulders and patted her on the head.
“I’m so sorry, dear, that never should have happened. I hate to throw you out, but Inuyasha’s already on thin ice with everyone here. Keep in touch, and should you ever need a job, you could certainly make a lot of money being one of my bunnies.”
She laughed uneasily, almost afraid Inuyasha would punch Kaede for suggesting such a thing. “I don’t think any amount of money is worth tolerating a guy like that.”
One of the old woman’s eyebrows lifted the slightest bit. “Honey,” she said, Texan accent inexplicably returned. “I ain’t exactly the pick of the litter and I make 5k a week.”
“Can I have a business card, Madame Bunny?”
Inuyasha grabbed her wrist and dragged her away before Kaede could fish one out of her cleavage.
“Come on, let’s go back and get the brat.”
The gross guy had been pushed into a corner, spare tablecloth draped over him. The other patrons were having a good time, laughing and joking with the now livelier girls, and Shippo looked like a little celebrity with how much attention he was getting. Scantily clad women who had been summoned by the commotion surrounded him, not that he really noticed, too intent on the giant lollipop someone had given him.
“You’re so adorable!” the one she recognized as Botan cooed. “I’d love to be your mother.”
“Are your mommy and daddy having problems?” Momiji asked sympathetically, petting his tail. “What kind of girls does your daddy like best?”
Shippo shrugged. “I don’t think Inuyasha likes girls at all ‘cause he treats Kagome real mean. Maybe he wishes she was a boy.”
That was too much for the half-demon, who hit him on the head, which caused the girls to erupt in anger and crocodile tears. Kagome comforted the crying Shippo, kissing the bump on his head.
“Shit, I can never come back here now,” Inuyasha mumbled.
Kagome smirked at the “bunnies”. She won.
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