Eleven: It Looked Like Fun
(Crazy by Daniela Andrade)
Eyes wide, mouth open in a gasp, Kagome said, "But he told me he only—"
The woman snorted. "I know, dominance and whatever. Miroku says that too, but that's demon law! I'm Sango, by the way." Her smile disappeared as quickly as it appeared and she stuck her hand through the half-open window.
"Uh, hello." Tentatively, she shook. "I'm Kagome. Inuyasha's, um, his…travel buddy."
Her eyes narrowed for a second, such a short time that Kagome thought she imagined it, before she went back to what must have been a familiar complaint. "It's the same thing every time he comes around here. Miroku says that he follows the ways of the demons, that he grew up with demons, that he works with demons and so it's not weird, but I'm not so sure he does it just because of that. That damn rule doesn't make any sense, anyway!"
"I know, right!?" Kagome squeaked, happy to have finally found a sane person.
Sango smiled at her, genuinely this time. "Come inside and let me give you some tea. You should at least be comfortable while they 'talk business'."
She straightened her spine when Kagome opened the car door and the girl realized the woman was very, very tall. Even in an old flannel robe, she was attractive, like a very athletic model. She followed her into a very neat and nice ranch-style home. Past the whisper of a foyer was the living room, a room that looked and felt sunny even at night with its yellow color scheme.
"Make yourself comfortable," Sango said, gesturing at a sunflower patterned couch that was honestly kind of ugly and far too boho for the rest of the place. "Um, I only have chamomile, I hope that's okay."
She smiled politely, wondering why she'd left the car. "You don't have to trouble yourself, I'm fine."
She smiled back, and the forced width of her grin made Kagome's own mouth feel uncomfortable. "I'll put the pot on anyway in case you change your mind."
Now that she was alone again, her mind turned back to Inuyasha, as it usually did since they had become acquainted. What was his problem!? Why hadn't he spoken about his plans with her? Sure, she would have been upset and probably would have reacted much the same, but it wouldn't have hurt so much, at the very least. Coming out of nowhere like that was torture, and now she was just numb. She'd thought she'd finally found a real family, one who loved her, and she thought of all people Inuyasha would understand, since he'd had the same upbringing. But he was the one who took it from her. That was unforgiveable.
"You have such a gorgeous shade of blue in your eyes, by the way."
Kagome jumped, not having noticed Sango come into the room or sit next to her. Was she wearing makeup now? Internally, she laughed at herself. She'd probably been wearing it all along and she just hadn't noticed before.
"Thanks. I get it from my dad." Whoever he was.
"And a cute figure! Do you dance? Yoga?" The mug of tea she handed her was comfortably warm and smelled like flowers, not at all like any chamomile she'd ever had.
"Um, I used to dance, but I stopped last year. I do pilates sometimes. And I run."
"So, you're in high school?"
"Just graduated." It was more of an interrogation than a conversation and the realization made her nervous.
"How precious," Sango sighed, shifting closer to her. "So young. Oh, those were the days. Not for me, but for everybody else. The popular people. The pretty girls. Like you."
As inconspicuously as possible, she tried to scoot away. "…Thank you?"
"I played sports in high school. Basketball, softball, soccer, volleyball. Even played on the boys' baseball team. Nobody noticed I was a girl until March. Had a hormone imbalance. I bet Miroku wouldn't have looked at me twice if we met before my treatments."
Kagome decided silence was the best option and awkwardly sipped her tea, trying to quiet her slurps. Her new hatred for Inuyasha was forgotten and now she willed him to hurry up and save her from this terrible interaction. There was a particularly loud groan from upstairs and her recognition of the half-demon's voice had her spine tingling and her gut twisting. What was this feeling?
Sango's face darkened. "If I didn't love him so much, I'd kill him. Men. Good for nothing."
Barely able to nod, Kagome suddenly felt sick. Overheated, dizzy, confused. Was this… Was she… Jealous? Did that mean she was in love with him? She already knew she had some pretty gross feelings for him, but she'd chosen to ignore them, secretly thinking she just wanted to know what all the fuss was about. Was this how Hojo had felt? Well, now she could sort of understand him, though she still thought he had gone about it (meaning their entire relationship, especially the end) in a terribly mean way. It had been obvious to her from the start that Inuyasha inspired some very dirty feelings inside her, but she'd assumed they were all physical and she'd get them out of her system eventually. But now…
Interrupting her hazy thoughts, Sango leaned forward, whispering conspiratorially, "You know, it's not fair that they get to have all the fun. It's not fair that we're stuck down here feeling jealous."
Her ratty old flannel robe slid off one smooth shoulder as though it were made of silk. The woman was wearing nothing underneath. Kagome tried to say something and realized she couldn't. Her lips wouldn't move. Fighting through the sluggishness in her brain, she panicked, trying to move, to leave the couch.
"Sorry about this," her hostess said, grabbing her by the ankles and arranging her on the sofa so that she was lying on her back. "The drug will only work for about fifteen minutes, then you'll be back to normal. That's more time than I need, anyway. They should be done soon and Miroku will come down and realize he can't just cheat on me and call it business."
Sango straddled Kagome, a mischievous smile on her face. For the first time, Kagome noticed she wasn't just attractive, but beautiful. In her early thirties, she was athletic and youthful. The phrase "desperate housewife" certainly came to mind, or would have if Kagome's mind was capable of remembering words. Sango kissed like a man and Kagome gasped at the electric feeling.
"I haven't been with another woman since freshman year of college. Let's see if I can remember how to do this…"
Leaning over, she dug through her discarded robe until she produced an eight-inch purple strap-on cock. Kagome felt horrified. Was that going inside her?! To her relief, Sango strapped it onto her unmoving body instead, pulling her dress up and pulling her underwear off and tugging the tool in place and fixing it until she was satisfied. Wasting no time, the older woman lowered herself down on the plastic penis, biting her lip and groaning until it was fully enveloped. Her fingers fumbled for a bit and then the tool started vibrating. Her features melted into an expression of pure pleasure and she began to rock back and forth. Generously, she reached a hand back and began to rub Kagome's pussy. As all sensation was dulled, she could barely attempt to enjoy being taken advantage of. All she could do was watch as the woman above her huffed and puffed and moaned and groaned and chased her orgasm. As the minutes ticked by, it became obvious she wasn't going to get there. Bit by bit, Kagome felt the feeling returning to her fingers, then her toes, then her arms and legs.
With one big push, she'd thrown Sango to the floor and was now the one on top. Making a disgusted face at still being inside her, Kagome unbuckled herself. It really wasn't fair, just as Sango had said. None of it was fair. How had he made her love him? She'd thought she was smarter than that! When Sango began to get up, she pushed her back down again, fixing the vibrator more firmly inside her. If Inuyasha was going to have his fun, then fuck it, so would she. She'd already come this far. Tears streaming down her face, she planted herself right on Sango's open, questioning mouth, grinding her most private parts into the woman's face. This time, she had a choice, and she was choosing to try and fuck Inuyasha out of her head.
"Please!" Sango cried, moving her mouth to the side.
"What?" she growled, not feeling particularly inclined to indulge any request the woman who drugged her would make.
"Pee on me!"
Kagome went still. "Uh, what?"
"Don't ask questions, just do it!"
"No!" she squealed. "I-I can't do that on demand! And I wouldn't even if I could."
Sango screamed in frustration. "I can't cum unless something dirty happens. At least slap me and call me a whore or something."
Kagome was reduced to a stuttering mess. Her earlier bravado, made possible only by heartache and jealousy and rage, was nowhere to be found. A loud gasp caught her attention and she looked up to see a man she didn't know and Inuyasha at the foot of the stairs. The man looked devastated and Inuyasha looked absolutely furious. It made her shudder when she realized that fury was directed at her.
Without a word, the half-demon marched over to her and grabbed her by the arm, lifting her off of Sango and dragging her stumbling to the front door.
"I'm really sorry, Miroku. Next time we'll meet at a hotel, okay?"
Making constant but fruitless efforts to remove herself from his grip, Kagome nearly screamed aloud when he shoved her inside the car, slamming the door after her.
"I left my underwear back there!" she shrieked once he was seated beside her.
Ignoring her, he sped out of the driveway, going way faster than anyone should in a residential area.
"Don't say a fucking word. I can't deal with you right now."
The words and the anger behind them pierced her heart, which only made her angrier, at him for saying them and being someone who could hurt her so much and at herself for giving him that kind of power over her.
"Oh, shut up. I hate you, Inuyasha!" He swerved onto the freeway, nearly taking out another car. "What the hell are you doing!?"
"Why are you being such a fucking whore, Kagome?"
She laughed. "I'm the whore? You're getting your dick sucked by every male in the goddamned world and I'm the whore!?"
"You might have broken up a marriage back there. Miroku is crazy about Sango."
Kagome crossed her arms and snorted. "If anyone broke up that marriage, it was you. Sango was complaining to me and she came on to me. She drugged me and you don't even care!" As happened with all fights with Inuyasha if they went on long enough, Kagome began to get tearful.
He ignored her. "So what, you're a dyke now? Your boyfriend was gay so you figured you should try it out, too?" His face was full of anger and the other cars were blurs he was driving so fast.
"I don't even know anymore! I guess I'm bi now or something, and honestly I probably would have ended up doing this in college, but I'm not like bisexual for real 'cause I never want to be in a relationship with another woman, but then again, it's bisexual, not bi-love-ual, and I obviously enjoy sex with other girls, so—"
Inuyasha interrupted her panicked word vomit with, "Whatever. Just don't fucking do it again."
"I'll do whatever I want and you can't stop me." She was helpless to stop her nose slightly tilting and raising in the air.
With a sharp movement that nearly turned the car over, Inuyasha pulled to the side of the freeway, past the shoulder onto a small stretch of grass. Taking off his seatbelt, he leaned over her, intimidating her with his size, with his presence.
"Listen to me, you annoying little bitch," he hissed in her face, so close she could barely look at him without her eyes crossing. "You can't just go around fucking whoever you want like that. I won't allow it."
Though her heart was hammering in her chest, something about his nearness made Kagome need to continue the argument. It was a compulsion. A smirk lifted the corners of her mouth.
"You're jealous."
For a heartbeat, Inuyasha didn't say anything, just continued to glare at her. Finally, he looked away, moving back a little.
"I am not." He tried to sound like he was ridiculing her, but it came out weak.
"Yeah, you are. You've wanted me from the start."
"Maybe I did, but not anymore. Not now, after everything." Settling back in his seat, his face took on the stony look that she knew meant he was going to ignore her.
Even though she was more than certain he was lying, Kagome was offended and hurt. He'd given her so much confidence and then he'd taken it back. Was there a way to get it back again? Undoing her seatbelt, she crawled into his lap before he could stop her.
"I see how you look at me," she murmured, face hot. It was weird addressing his feelings, which she shared, in a way that was not at least partially a joke. "I'm not stupid, Inuyasha." It seemed impossible not to kiss him in that moment, and so she did it.
Inuyasha turned his face away. "No." His voice was small and bitter.
"Go ahead, Inuyasha!" Her anger rose and she grinded herself against him, reminded she wasn't wearing any panties when she felt him twitch underneath her. "You've wanted this from day one and now I'm giving you permission." Taking his hand, she slipped it under her dress and brought it to her breast.
When he squeezed her just a tad too hard to be pleasurable, she knew she was in trouble.
With fierce eyes, he glared at her, breathing hard through his nostrils. Kagome realized he'd been controlling himself but now she'd shattered that. The hand that wasn't now freeing her breast from the cup of her bra brought her head down for a hard kiss, taking her mouth hungrily, angrily. There was no one and nothing to stop them this time, and a thrill ran down her spine. Her two trysts with the women whose faces she was already forgetting were nothing but foreplay. This, here and now, with Inuyasha, was the real deal.
"I want it," she whimpered, hips bucking, attempting to ride his constrained cock, wanting to feel it inside her. "I want you."
Inuyasha moaned and kissed her again, sucking and biting her lower lip, drawing her tongue into his mouth and sucking it, filling her entire body with a burning desire. His hands were roaming now, finally settling on her ass, squeezing the flesh, thumbs stroking her through the clingy thin cotton of her dress. With the incessant movement of her hips, the material rode higher and higher, and finally Inuyasha had had enough of her teasing seduction and in one swift movement had her dress off her body and somewhere in the seat behind them.
Now just in her bra, Kagome was suddenly cold. The sensation didn't last long as Inuyasha's mouth was suddenly on her breast, sucking her hard through the black mesh lace. Panting now, she arched her back into his mouth, her hands lost in his hair, pushing him onto her. When her bra cup was soaked through, he pulled back and, with a couple flicks of his claws, tore her bra from her. His scorching mouth was against her bare breast at last, sucking her nipple and nibbling it, moaning against her skin. Wanting to feel more of him, Kagome began blindly unbuttoning his shirt, breath quickening with each newly revealed bit of his golden skin that she could see only with her fingers. He switched back and forth between her breasts, hugging her to his face.
Releasing her swollen red nipple with a pop, he leaned back and Kagome feasted both her eyes and hands on his muscled torso. Figuring it was her turn to taste him, she began to kiss and lick his chest. Impatient, he tugged her back up and kissed her again, one hand on her ass as the other undid his pants. No sooner than she heard the zipper go down did she have him in her hand, pumping and squeezing him. He was soft skin over hard flesh, like the rest of him. When the throbbing between her legs became almost unbearable, she lowered herself down on him. Wet as she was, it was still a tight fit, and the two of them breathed in hard, irregular puffs trying to fit him all the way inside.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, pupils dilated as he watched her almost completely envelop him.
At the same time, she chanted, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Kagome sighed and Inuyasha groaned when he was fully seated within her, a perfect fit. Hands on her hips he helped her rock and raise her hips and come back down, soon finding a rhythm that made his eyes cross and close. Not able to keep himself in the dark for long, he forced them open again, watching her fuck herself using his cock, breasts jiggling, large and full with nipples still hard and straining. Kagome nearly screamed when he took one in his mouth again, the dual pleasure too much for her to absorb in the moment. His earlier treatment of her breasts had left her incredibly tender, and even a small brush against them would have had her gasping. Kagome's entire body heated up and she began to tremble. Feeling her tighten around him, Inuyasha brought his fingers down to where they were joined and rubbed them against her clit with fast, unforgiving movements. At the same time, he bucked up into her, hitting a spot she hadn't known existed.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome thought she screamed, but she'd only done a little more than mouth his name, fireworks exploding in her brain and throughout her entire body. Her orgasm was prolonged by him continuing to pump into her, pushing her against the steering wheel as he took her, not caring the horn was blaring into the night. Her entire body was shaking uncontrollably and so she wrapped herself around Inuyasha as he finished inside her, embracing him so closely she could almost believe that old Greek story about people originally being made with four arms and legs and a head with two faces…
That was the last thing she remembered before she fell asleep, body warm and buzzing with pleasure, head nestled on Inuyasha's shoulder.