Chapter Three
3 Hours later
"I'll see you in three days, okay?" Kagome smiled at him, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. She'd made a promise to herself that she wouldn't cry, she was stronger than that, but she wouldn't have been surprised if Inuyasha started blubbering like a baby. He pulled her close and hugged her, the tightest hug he'd ever given her, so tight it made her slap his shoulder to let her go.
"The time will pass so quickly." she assured him. His hand snaked into her hair when he pulled her head in for a kiss, the last bit of passion he'd get for a long time. From Kagome, anyway.
She had to pull herself away gently,and he responded with a despaired groan.
"It's only three days, don't be silly."
They didn't seem to notice the drone of busy life scuttering around them; people marching to their gates, security scouring the crowds for any funny business, the lazy voice of the woman on the tannoy announcing flight delays and cancellations. Inyuasha nodded, stroking her face once more before sporting his usual scowl. He walked her to the waiting area for her plane, but was almost immediately stopped by the blonde woman behind the counter. Kagome turned to go, pulling out her ticket and passport from her hand luggage and handing it over for a quick check, and soon after recieved a nod.
"Enjoy your flight, madam."
"Thank you."
She turned once more, waving at her grumpy boyfriend and blowing him a kiss. He winked at her and shoved his hands into his pockets, watching her hips sway the way they always did when she walked away.
Sigh.
When she was out of sight, Inyasha ventured back into the hustle and bustle of the airport, walked past the many cafes and confectionary stalls of the vast building complex. Wanting a moment alone with his thoughts, he wandered into a small cafe, surprisingly empty, and sat at a small table in the corner. The drab decor of the place was perfect for him to think over what he'd do over the next three days with the place to himself, a fridge full of beer and no current job. Bliss.
"Excuse me ..."
A voice came from the til, light and timid. Inyasha looked up.
"A-are ... are you waiting for somebody?"
He sat up in his seat, suddenly full of interest.
"Uh, no ... are you?"
The girl behind the til looked at him with slight confusement, then broke into a smile.
"No, I ... I work here." she giggled lightly. Inuyasha nodded, his face easing up a little as he studied her pretty, young face.
After hours of sitting alone, occasionally looking up at the girl serving, Inyasha stood and left. His first destination was the bathroom, then the car park. He fumbled for his keys in his pocket, pulled them out and shoved them into the lock. Before he got in, he heard the same voice again.
"Well, okay ... No, I-I'm sure I ca- ... okay ... yeah ... bye."
Click.
Sigh.
"You alright?"
The girl turned and saw the same silver haired man she'd spoken to earlier, and smiled again.
"Yeah, just ... kinda stuck on how to get home. M-my boyfriend's gotta go somewhere."
Inuyasha paused for a moment, thinking it over.
"Want a ride?"
The two young adults burst into the dim light of the apartment, giggling and stumbling all over the place. Inuyasha felt for the light, but she found it before he did.
"So ..."
She seemed much more confident than the girl at the cafe earlier in the day. He looked her over, smiling drunkenly as she stepped slowly towards him.
"Where's the bedroom?"
He took her in his arms, bridal style, nearly falling as he stumbled to the bedroom and threw her onto the bed. Already, she was half naked, scrambling to take her cocktail dress off as he unzipped his jeans and threw them aside. She tore off his shirt, and he pulled off her panties, unclipped her bra and kneaded her breasts with his large hands. She bit her lip and slid her eyes shut, plunging her hands into his thick locks of hair a he planted kisses up her abdomen and into the curve of her neck where he began to nibble slightly.
The silence was heavy, and the only thing on their bodies was the light from the moon washing over them. The night air coming in through the window was cool, and brushed over them softly like water. His eyes explored every moonlit inch of her pale skin, all she did was tremble gently. He pulled her close suddenly, taking her in his strong arms and kissing her without sparing a moment of thought. She let out a quiet cry of surprise, giving in to his passion. She felt her body loosen as he planted wet kisses on her neck, and he felt the goosebumps on her skin rise. One hand on the small of her back, one on her neck. The bed was warm, despite the cold around them.
"I want to go on kissing you forever ..." he whispered into her ear. She kept silent, her eyes shut in anticipation. There was a sudden intake of breath as she felt his hands travel down her body, and a finger or two stroking her womanly area. Her breath became shaky and interrupted, and before he could go on she manouvered her way on top of him, making him lay in the covers.
"I'm not the soft type." she said, before biting her lip and raising a single eyebrow. He chuckled, looking at her like a child in a sweet shop. She noticed he was already hard. Thank god I'm on the pill, she thought. She wiggled down his body, kissing his chest, biting at his skin gently before she came face to face with his standing manhood.
"Yes ..." he breathed, "put it in your-" Before he could finish his sentence she had taken him in her mouth, and now he was laying there with his mouth open and his fists grabbing the covers. Her mouth was wet, soft and warm. And as she worked on him with her tongue and technique, he could do nothing but squirm beneath her control. She loved it, watching him writhe as she took control of her pleasure.
Once she'd had enough fun teasing him for a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at her, an unsatisfied hunger in his eyes.
"Why did you stop?" he asked, breathless.
"You're not the only one who requires pleasing." She smiled deviously, her beautiful features shadowed by her blonde hair.
With that, he flipped her over and drove himself into her. Her face lit up as she gasped with delight. He built a steady rhythm, and all that could be heard over her pleasured moans was the gentle slap of their bodies colliding. Her head span, and he breathed into her skin, biting her neck and sucking her flesh as if her were about to eat her. She grew louder and louder, clawing at his back with her black painted nails. He was passion itself, and she was on a constant high with every thrust he gave her. Eventually, the rhythm quickened, and a look of uncontrolled pleasure rolled onto her face as they switched positions so he was taking her from behind.
"You like this, don't you?"
She nodded, every word coming from his mouth warmed her insides. She could hardly speak, and at the speed he was going she couldn't put in a few moves of her own. she was totally under his control.
The heat grew, as did her moaning as she clawed at the bed. She began to tremble, feeling herself reach an unfamiliar state of pleasure. He could hear her begging him, begging for more, and it pleased him. He obeyed, and found himself noticing that his manhood was getting hotter each second. And for a split second they both grew quiet, until his essence began to shoot into her, and she tightened up in response. They had climaxed, and this act had left them breathless, laying on the soft bed beside each other.
This continued every few hours. Hands wandered, bodies collided, sweat dripped, and the dirty dance was done for what seemed to be hours on end.
Weeell, that was fun ^_^
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More to come, so watch this space ^_^
