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text- flash backs.
The couple stumbled into her spacious home and didn't even bother to turn on the light. They staggered inside and barely remembered to close and lock the door as their lips molded together as one. With feverish hands, it was hard not to touch each other. She fumbled with the zipper of his vest as he pressed her against the wall next to the door. The anxiety was clearly displayed on her face. He smirked against her mouth and calmly lowered the zipper to his vest and let it slide off of his arms to the floor behind them. With a frustrated sigh she pressed her hands to his chest through his dark gray sweater and he unbuttoned her soft brown leather jacket.
A surprised gasp ruptured from her lips as he pressed his hands up under her long sleeve cotton shirt and pressed against her bra. His hands were still cold. He nuzzled his nose into her neck and suckled on a spot just above the junction of her shoulder and neck.
"You're so cute…"
He groped her breasts and flicked over her erect nipples with his thumb. She bucked her hips in response and decided that they were wearing too many clothes. She removed his gray sweater and black tee until he was topless. She smiled triumphantly and leaned forward to capture his nipple into her mouth.
He moaned in response as his hands unbuttoned her dark wash jeans. She kicked off her shoes and pulled them down and removed her top. She stuck her hands into the waistband of his baggy jeans and pushed them down. That's how easy he was. She giggled at the thought.
He stepped out of his shoes and pants and once more claimed her lips. He pressed his hips into hers and she instinctively brought her legs up to wrap around his hips. She looped her arms around his neck and his hands toyed with removing her bra. Once it fell to the floor, he latched on to her nipple like a newborn hungry for its feed. Using his hand to stimulate the other breast, she felt the room temperature increase by 20 degrees.
It didn't ease the pressure at the bottom of her belly when he grinded his erection into her probably already soaked crotch. The scent of her excitement wafted up to his nose and instantly his blood pressure hit the roof.
What got them into this crazy predicament? Well, you see…
They walked together through the park. Arms intertwined, they looked like a real couple. She sighed and looked over to the left. There lay a huge pile of leaves. A huge smile made its way on her face and he followed her eyes to the large oak leaf stack.
" Wanna go jump in it?"
She whipped her head back at him and stared at him.
"What? I haven't done that since I was about 12… What will people say when they see?"
"You care too much of what people think. You're just trying to live a little. These fuckers could use a method of lightening up anyhow. Besides, it's the end of fall and this may be your last chance of the year."
" But –"
He grabbed her hand and ran over to the pile of leaves.
"Shut up woman! Gosh you're so weird."
She laughed at him as they dived into the leaves. After almost a half an hour of them playing in the pile like a pair of children they both lay at the top of the mound, physically spent.
They both stared into the little sun that was left as the purplish, blue sky began rolling in.
"I love playing in leaves… But I stopped before I entered junior high school because my friends thought it 'wasn't cool' anymore."
"My friends thought eating Ramen wasn't cool anymore but I told them to fuck off and ate ramen in their faces at any chance I could."
She giggled and laced her fingers into his hands. She rolled onto her stomach and looked at him.
"I love how you make me feel alive again."
"Well, that's how I always feel, when I'm with you."
She kissed him. Their first kisses with each other. It was like electricity between them. He grabbed her shoulders and together they rolled down the hill together.
Ultimately… this led to where we are now.
She let her legs down and pushed him off. He stumbled backwards into the living room. The moon being the only guide they had at navigating throughout the place. He stumbled back onto the black leather couch and she sauntered in before him.
In the most erotic strip tease he'd seen so far, she removed her last bit of clothing left. She flung her underwear somewhere into the room and began to run her hands all over her body. She began at her head. Releasing her wavy jet black hair from the ponytail it was kept in, she shook her head and allowed her mid-back length hair cascade around her. She then smoothed her hands down her neck while keeping eye contact with him. Although his eyes were busy elsewhere, she knew she captured his attention.
Caressing the skin above her breasts, she began this sensual, circular motion with her hips. This created an internal battle within him. Should he keep his eyes onto where she was gonna touch next, or should he watch those hips of hers?
Then it hit him. He would count to five and switch. He was so clever.
She glided her hands onto her breasts and her thumbs brushed over her nipples. She moaned softly and looked into his eyes again. His hands itched to just nail her to the couch and have his way. She then looked to his erection that was barely contained inside the black boxers. It stood at full attention.
She squeezed her own breasts and slid her hands down her torso. They glided down her sides and onto her hips to join them in their erotic dance. She smiled a bit when she saw he had fallen into a trance. She purposely avoided playing with her center and skipped to her thighs. Her hands groped them and he steadily got anxious for them to inch higher and play with herself.
This was so much better than being with Miroku in the Martini Glass strip club. One, he didn't have to fish into his wallet every now and then, two, it was kind of awkward being with Miroku and having them both watch the same girl… to him at least… and three, this was being done by the most beautiful person inside and out he knew of right now.
She finally brought her hands up but they skipped her vagina again. She slowly made her way over to him and tugged his boxers down. He was free. He hissed as she suddenly gripped it firmly. She leaned in so that their noses touched and curled her tongue out to lick across her top lip.
She was full of surprises. She smirked and kissed him. She straddled him but did not mount him yet. He gripped her hips to merely grind against her again. She brought her hands up to his silvery white mass of hair and hooked her thumbs up under his black beanie. It seemed a little hypocritical for him to wear these anymore after his two cents earlier. She never liked them on him anyway.
"Do you always wear those hats?" She fiddled with the spoon in her tea. They sat in a café. He was drinking his usual cup of joe.
"Only when I'm out and about."
"Why?"
"I've got secrets you wouldn't understand even if I broke it down for you, girl."
She stared at him.
"What if I told you one of my secrets?"
It was killing her. She was so nosey. She needed to know. He laughed and went back to drinking his coffee.
"No way."
She frowned and pouted.
"Im really good with secrets, and im willing to tell you one of my deepest secrets. Besides, who am I really gonna spill the beans to?"
She had a point. Still… it wasn't him to just tell his problems to anyone. But she wasn't a stranger…
He sighed and looked around the half empty porch-style café.
"Atleast not here."
So what if he was a hanyou. It was not a valid reason for him to keep those babies locked away. She flung his Beanie away in the same manner she had done her underwear. She reached up and rubbed the two appendages he hid away for a majority of the day. She licked a trail up the side of his face and suckled on the corner of his ear. He bucked his hips in response, which caused the head of his erection to brush against her clit, making her gasp, while letting his ear out of her mouth with a 'pop.'
She lowered her head to eyelevel with him. Brown eyes met honey. Such beautiful eyes he had.
"What do you think people will say when they see you have such a rare shade in eye color?"
They were in his car, driving to an unknown destination.
"Ill just say im mixed. Technically, it is true."
"What about your fangs?"
"Im one of those people interested in body modification."
"And your claws?"
He sighed and took a long drag from the cigarette in his left hand. He rarely smoked. Only when he felt stressed to the point of suicide. This girl was the biggest challenge since…
"Look, I don't know, okay? People never asked me before and im pretty sure ill think of something when the time comes okay? It seems ive done a pretty good job at blending in and I kind of like it this way."
She sunk back into the seat and looked out the window into the passing scenery. Then she looked back at him and grabbed his cigarette. He looked at her puzzled and she smiled.
She rolled down her window and threw it out. Wiping her hands on his sleeve she turned away from him and continued to watch out the window.
At first… he wanted to scream at her. THAT WAS A PERFECTLY GOOD JOINT! But she did it for the right reason. He needed a new way of dealing with stress.
And he believes he has found it. This woman was his outlet. A perfect person to talk to. He reached forward and latched onto the spot on her neck again and brought her hips down to sink himself inside her.
They both let out a moan in unison.
"Fuck.."
He bit his lip and marveled at the feel inside of her. 'So, fucking, tight.' She pressed her body tightly into his and his grip on her hips tightened. Off they went. The heavy sound of skin slapping skin was probably audible to the neighbors. But they didn't care. All that mattered at that moment was the incredible feeling of being whole they seemed to offer one another.
Every so often he grunted and she would scratch his back into little red marks. Her panting rivaled his as. After a long time of disconnecting and reconnecting, the pressure was building up inside her belly. Then she felt it. She was close. So close. He could feel it too. She was contracting around him, milking him of all he had. He wasn't that far off either.
'Just a little more...'
He lowered his hand to brush his thumb ever so lightly over her clit.
She screamed. Her body freezing and getting lost in time. Her back arched into him as he let go too. Both of them were lost into the world of release. Reluctant to come back down from it, they were left shuddering. They toppled over to the side on the couch. Him spooning her as they cooled off. It was the strongest orgasm he's had in a while. Almost… like she completes him…
No one has ever been able to fill those shoes since…
Her soft moan brought him back from his reverie as he moved some of the hair from her sleeping face and kissed her ear. She smiled absently in her sleep and snuggled back into him.
He could get used to this… but he couldn't. Dare he say it, but he was falling for her. He never meant to. It just happened. It was just inexplicable. But he never recalled her stopping him. So he guessed the feeling may have been mutual. He hoped.
But it seemed impossible for them to ever be together, as a public couple, due to the situation she was in.
He pitied her. She had said before that she currently wasn't happy with her life. That she had dreams.
She sighed for the umpteenth time as she sat at the kitchen table and stared at him. He sat across from her and blinked.
"So you gonna tell me the reason why you fillin' up my oxygen with your exhaust or am I gonna just have to sit here and suffocate?"
She narrowed her eyes and tried to force down the smile he always managed to bring her.
"Im jealous."
"That you cant stand up and pee without making a mess? I know. I would be too."
She giggled and swatted his arm. "Come on… seriously."
She paused and looked away out the dining room window.
Then she looked back at him with the most pained eyes he's ever seen from her.
"When you aren't here… what are you doing?"
"At my other job… why?"
"See, you have a life behind these walls. I'm stuck here. I have dreams I would like to pursue too you know."
She stood up and walked to the window.
He stood up and followed her.
"I'm tired of feeling like a prisoner in my own home."
He hugged her and she hugged him back, letting a single tear slide down her cheek.
Poor Kagome. The rest of her life put on hold because of a sudden decision. It's ultimately the reason for why they can't be together right now. Their entire coupling was wrong anyhow. But he had hopes. It isn't wrong to hope, right?
They would have to forget about this in the morning. This was just a figment of their imagination. Suddenly angry at the entire situation he looked out the window in the living room that had a beautiful view of the city.
'So many people out there and this fucked up shit just has to happen to me.'
All of bitter resentment seemed to melt away when he looked back at her. She had that affect on him. To suddenly make him want to be a better person.
He slid his hand down her left arm and picked up her hand and kissed it. He laced his fingers in hers and looked at the priceless gem that adorned her ring finger.
She was married.
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