A/N: blah blah blah don't own and shit. Sorry I forgot this on chapter 3


A few drinks and an hour later, Kagome was a hell of a lot more fun…and a lot less sober. She was giggling and relaxed, so relaxed she almost fell off the bar stool, but relaxed is a good thing for her. I kinda feel bad that she is so slap drunk she can't tell if I'm her boss or fuck buddy, but at least she is hilarious in her confusion. Kagome was a hot when she was in business mode; the way her nose crinkled in concentration and her fingers tapped against the desk when she was agitated. But this relaxed Kagome was a whole other level of beautiful and sexy. She would occasionally flip her hair over her shoulder whenever she made a joke or flirty comment. She got so daring that her hand was resting above my knee. At that point I stretched my shirt collar and thought about how it was in there. Pretty damn amazing, that girl was (and still is, but we'll get to that.)

I was taking a sip of my beer when I heard her stool legs protest against the floor in a demanding squeal.

"Inuyasha, dance with me!" Kagome whined as she put on her puppy face. Her brown eyes got bigger and her lower lip protruded past her top. Did I mention she started calling me Inuyasha instead of ?

I smirked and took her hand, "Sure thing babe." I joked at the nickname I had given her and pulled her towards the crowded dance floor.

I saw Miroku and Sango making out in a dark, secluded corner in the back, and Miroku had his hand on her ass. Tssk, figures. He will never stop being an ass man. I was quickly pulled away from the sight when I felt my hands being placed on Kagome's small waist. I didn't hesitate to press her closer to my body; my inner demon growled in contentment and satisfaction. I buried my nose in Kagome's hair, breathing in the smell of her lilac shampoo. She was the one who got brave enough to start grinding into me, not that I was giving a fuck of a complaint. Kagome may be drunk, but I wasn't completely sober either. Though it's harder for a demon to get wasted, by the way. I followed her movement like an easy but dirty ocean wave, a rumble deep in my chest, like a soft purr. I heard her giggle.

"Isn't this weird for you Man? To be dancing like this with your secretary?" she whispered and pressed herself closer to me.

"No," I bit out, "I'm enjoying this. It feels…right."

All of a sudden, a familiar saying popped into my head.

A drunk man never tells no tales.

Does this mean that Kagome…likes me? Or am I reading into this too much? She has been flirting with me all night, and dancing like this must mean something. I'm sure Kagome doesn't go around with just anybody, or else I would smell the scent of different men on her. I know Koga makes passes on her, but other than that she really isn't around other men that I can smell. Do I want for it to happen like this? Our first kiss if that happens? Do I want to pass up the only opportunity I might have with Kagome in this moment and in the future?

My inner battle was soon cut short when Kagome placed her soft, small hand over my rough one and moved it to her flat stomach. I could tell she worked out because her muscles flexed under the sensitive touch. I know I had doubts, but I couldn't control it any longer. If I didn't at least taste those teasing lips of hers. I would go insane. Unfortunately, I didn't want to scare her. I kept my lips a breath away from her, not totaling covering them with mine. My dancing slowed and I kept my hands still. This, however, did not make her happy.

"Dammit Inuyasha, stop holding back." She demanded in frustration.

"Kagome, I ...can't…"

Damn, damn, damn! What Do I mean 'I can't?!' I should have done it, I should have kissed her when I could. Maybe it's better this way though, maybe I should take it slow-

Again, my thoughts broke apart when she pulled me the waist band of my jeans forcefully. Oh my God, I'm going to die.

"I wasn't fucking asking." Kagome growled and slid her fingers inside of my jeans, stopping a couple inches in to make me go mad.

Fuuuuuck me. This isn't good. And here I was, trying to be a nice guy! I slid my hands from her stomach and lower back to squeeze her plump rear-end. She squeaked out of surprise.

"Be careful what you wish for Ka-go-me."

I lost it. All the pent up frustration and emotions I've held in over the past three months came crashing out all over us. If she doesn't want me to hold back, fine.

I dragged her away from the crowd and into a corner away from everybody else. When I was happy with the location, I covered her body with mine. I didn't hesitate from that point on; I crashed my dying lips onto her pink ones that filled me with life while trapping her between me and the wall. Her hands came up to loop around my neck and she pulled up onto her tip-toes. Our lips slid against each other and I shoved my tongue into her mouth. Kagome held the taste of strawberries and innocence. For a second, I felt guilty about touching that innocence. Too bad that gave me a massive hard on. It was so painful, but I kept my waist off hers, hoping she wouldn't notice. I should be an expert about hiding this from her, but I get turned on from seeing pretty Kagome in a tight skirt.

So back to our little situation…

Kagome slid her hands from my neck to my…ass? That is a new one for me and I fucking LOVE this. Never ever have I had my ass grabbed, by anyone. Kagome was brave with alcohol in case you haven't noticed. I took my mouth off hers with a small pop noise and looked into her eyes with curiosity. Her eyes were filled with mirth and she pushed her groin into mine. I gasped and I had to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. I bit my lip, practically having to draw blood to keep calm. Kagome smirked while looking me straight in the eye.

I forgot about playing the nice guy. I forgot about taking it slow. All I could think about was Kagome. It never occurred to me that this would cost me the lesson of my life later. The moment was filled with me and Kagome, and the only way I knew how to express any sort other than anger. I was going to express to her through sex how I want to be with her forever, how I would provide for her, and that love at this point was a possibility.