"A Flower For Kagome" by Dr. Abraxas 2011-05-30
Leave it to you not to notice. I bitch ... yet ... I crave that stupid lack of awareness. How it allows so so many touches. Jumping onto each other. Butting head against head. Grasping to restrain the fight between us. All of those packly fleshy intimacies gained without consent from you to me.
Inuyasha! - we exchange enough skin to fuel a thousand fantasies - yet you do not know about it?
I see you. At the sight of those ears my tail is atwitch. I approach you. A flower yanked appears to be an offer to Kagome - she is already between us - what a distraction!
It is your snarled, angered face that I demand and you give freely.
How could I be swayed by a girl when I howl at the thought of a man!
There! There! There! At last - is my moment. I tug your sleeve as you wave that flower with your other free arm.
Inuyasha! Do you not see that I have you - that I have you at your cloak - with impunity. That I have you - that I have you all to myself - in front of everyone. All to myself. Violating you in ways that only I know of.
What was that?
Your fist brushing mine? So passing! Your hand clutching mine? So fleeting! Could that have been your finger stroking, brushing ... rubbing ... my palm? So ... toyingly!
My wicked smile grown full ear to ear inflates the smugness of my face as the ritual dance of hate-love beckons.
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