Playing Their Game
Chapter 14: Must Have Done Something Right
The music in the car blared loudly as they drove down the empty city streets a few hours before dawn. Kagome sang to the rock melody and lifted her arms in the air, laughing as the wind blew all around her. Next to her Bankotsu drove, laughing at the girl's enthusiasm. Her eyes twinkled in the early darkness and as they drove on, the air of serenity and bliss just seemed to escalate. The girl popped a strawberry into her mouth, plucked from the carton in her lap. Leaning over to the boy next to her, she fed him one and smiled, closing her eyes and leaning back in her seat.
The past few weeks had been some of the best of her entire life. And if this was a dream, she prayed that it wouldn't end anytime soon. The sun was just beginning to rise and Bankotsu had promised her a view she'd never forget. They arrived at the top of the hill, a few minutes walk away from a temple and parked the car under a tree, facing outwards, over the city. She could see the sea in the distance, lit by the waning moon.
"It's beautiful out here," she whispered, tilting her head to the side and gazing out. They had stayed up all night baking when Bankotsu had said he had a craving for something sweet. In the end, she'd made five cakes, two trays of muffins, an apple pie and twelve éclairs, stopping only when he had dug into the éclairs, stating that it was those that he'd been craving. His lack of information had annoyed Kagome out of her skin and she threw a handful of flour at him in anger. That of course had resulted in a food fight as well as the after clean-up. It had taken them a good two hours to get everything cleaned, especially due to the make-up make out they began only halfway through cleaning and the stolen kisses that they couldn't help themselves with.
The girl shivered in her seat and yawned, and Bankotsu rolled up the windows and rolled back the roof, climbing into the back and pulling the girl with him. He levered the seat back so they could lie back comfortably. He held her in his arms and she closed her eyes, smiling and planting a soft kiss on his neck. "You're wonderful, you know that?"
He chuckled. "Am I?"
The dark haired girl nodded. "Mm, you are...even if you did get my kitchen floor dirty."
He laughed and kissed her on top of her head, breathing in her floral shampoo. "Well so are you. And you smell good all the time."
She grinned. "It's called taking a shower Bankotsu, maybe you should learn how to sometime."
Smiling wickedly, the braided boy rolled over and lay above her, his hands on either side of her small body. She looked up at him in surprise and he smirked when he saw the blush on her cheeks. "Maybe you should teach me how sometime, Kagome."
He leaned down and captured her lips in a teasing kiss and pulled back, enjoying the way her eyes grew heavy and she pouted under him. "You've a very dirty mouth, talking to a girl like that."
He kissed her again, this time lingering just half a second longer before pulling away. "You know you like it, babe."
"Oh do I now?" The wench grinned and traced his jaw with fine fingertips. She bit her lip and smiled slyly, her fingers travelling down his neck, leaving goose bumps in their wake. They stopped at his top button and slowly, teasingly began to unbutton it. He watched her with dark, sapphire eyes, wanting so much just tell her to get it over with already. Frustration mounted in him as she moved to the third last button and she seemed to sense his growing frustration and so she smiled and reached up, kissing him softly, lingeringly and gently on his lips, making his tension lessen and his ever growing affection for the girl increase.
Upon finishing the last button, tanned hands ran up on the boy's lean abdomen, up to his chest and finally his shoulders, pushing the shirt off and sliding it down his arms. He sighed, kissing her tenderly, their tongues a constant battle of survival. His hands went around her waist and his lips to her neck and collar bone, biting and teasing, making her sigh and bite her lip. Her hands ran up his smooth, bare back to pull the tie out of his hair. He laughed lowly into her neck and bit down on her shoulder and she hissed, her fingers tangling into his hair and making him groan.
"That feels good..." he murmured as she ran her fingers into his hair, feeling the silky softness of those strands. Strong fingers teased the skin exposed as he hitched her shirt up just a little higher and the girl shivered under his touch. Her toes curled and her fingers gripped his hair as he bit down again at her neck, forming a pretty love bite.
"So does that," she managed to whisper as his tongue traced pretty patterns on her skin.
He had turned the engine off earlier and it was beginning to get very steamy indeed in the car. The windows were beginning to fog up from the bottom edges and in the darkness of the morning, this seemed righter than anything she'd ever experienced before. His whole hands moved under her shirt, making her gasp and writhe in pleasure. He grinned darkly. It was ever so much fun to play with his girl like this.
He paused. His girl...his Kagome. And he had to let her know. Stopping for a second and rising up to looked deeply into her eyes, he found a pair of equally smoky eyes gazing back at him. It was water and earth in that moment and the girl smiled.
"Kagome..."
"Bankotsu,"
"I'll always be with you," he said, all his honesty pouring forth.
"And I'm not going anywhere either. I promise." She kissed him, sweetly and gently on the lips. He grinned into her kiss and kissed back, his tongue sliding on her lower lip in a way that made her tremble underneath him. She giggled and nipped at his bottom lip, going down to his jaw and neck, inhaling deeply, his subtle, masculine scent. Gods he smelled so good. Smiling shyly as the blue eyed boy lifted her shirt higher before looking to her for permission, the girl nodded and within a second, he was taking in the gorgeous curves of a slim, lithe form. He realised just how small she was and smirked when he noticed the black lingerie she wore.
"I remember this one...I got an amazing view of it when you didn't button your shirt up properly. Very sexy indeed," he purred, fingering the ribbon in the middle.
Biting her lip seductively, she whispered, "And don't forget; this does come as a set." Blue eyes widened as nimble fingers went to the button and zip of her jeans, slowly and deliberately undoing them, sliding the skinny jeans down smooth legs. The boy blushed and grinned lopsidedly as the girl smirked up at him. "Enjoying the view from up there?"
"Oh yeah."
She giggled when he began kissing her again, running his hands over the new exposed skin, enjoying it even more when he began to remove her last pieces of clothing and even more so when he ended up in only his blue boxers. He stopped then and just stared at her, again as if he was asking for permission. The girl licked her lips nervously and reached up to stroke his cheek. Bankotsu leaned into her touch and closed his eyes.
"You...don't have to stop if you don't want to..." she said, her voice growing softer and the blush on her cheeks growing hotter – not like it could get any hotter in here.
He stared at her, a reassuring smile on his lips. "I'd never do something you wouldn't want me to do to you. You're not ready yet but I still want to be the one who has you." He kissed her forehead and then pressed his to hers, asking with all the love in the world, "Save yourself for me for when you are ready."
Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she smiled beautifully up at him. "You've always had me, and you'll have everything I have to give. Just...wait for me ok?"
He smiled, holding her to him in the heat of the car, the peaceful song of flesh on flesh making them both fall asleep after a long night. "Always," were the last words he whispered into her ear before they fell into slumber. In the shadow of the tree, they hardly noticed as the sun began to rise, the two forms peacefully asleep and in each others' company. It was more beautiful a scene than all the lovers' scenes in the world.
It was about three in the afternoon when they awoke again, both figures blushing furiously as they pulled on their clothes, trying to secretly steal glances of exposed skin. Kagome had had the sense to bring extra clothes in her bag for the both of them, admitting that she had stolen one of his dark blue shirts because she loved how it smelled. He had only laughed and teased her for her "stalkerish" tendencies.
The girl had stuck her tongue out and pulled on her white, summer skirt and a filmy, grey top, hopping out of the car and smiling as the wind spun around her, bringing with it, the scent of sakura blossoms and the sea. A strange combination it was but highly invigorating and greatly refreshing. Bankotsu watched her from the car, his blue eyes shining with love for the Kagome and all her quirks and strangeness. Only last week at school had she pulled him into a cubicle in the girls' bathroom and snogged him senseless. The girl was a whirlwind of spunk and personality and he wouldn't have had it any other way.
The other day, the Ravens had got into a gang fight with another high profile gang, the head of which had done some double dealing under the table, stealing a design of bikes that had originally been Inuyasha's and Sesshoumaru's. The brothers of course were furious and had barged into the warehouse where the bikes were kept, interrogating the leader. Both sides had called for backup and Bankotsu had swiftly left in the middle of a lunch date with Kagome, apologising profusely.
But the girl had understood and begged him to be careful.
When he staggered into her home later that night, with bruises and cuts all over his body and face, she had rushed to him, her face filled with a mixture of worry and relief. She had cried, holding his face to her chest, his blood dirtying her clothes and skin. He still remembered how much had cried and told him how worried she was. He had chuckled and embraced her in a tight hug, telling her that he was fine, trying to ease her anxiety.
Tugging on his jeans and pulling on the shirt, he stepped outside and leaned against the car, watching her spin in the wind, a dazzling smile on her face. Skipping up to him she said suddenly,
"I'm hungry, let's go eat."
A dark brow rose. "Where to?"
She grinned. "The Greek place next to your home."
He quirked an incredulous smile. "You do know that it's about an hour away right?"
"Doesn't matter, I can wait." She took a step up to him and went on her tiptoes, planting a small kiss on his nose. "Shall we?"
Rolling his eyes but smiling affectionately, he nodded, pulling out his keys.
Hours later, Kagome sat in the shower, feeling the hot water fall in drops on her, warming her to the core. Bankotsu lay on her bed waiting for her. He'd been spending more and more nights in her home ever since the funeral and he'd grown accustomed to the place. Everywhere he looked he saw her there. He loved the way she would run her hands through his loose hair; the sensual motion made him drift off to sleep so much better. Her hands always did those little things that made him move to her touch. Like the way she'd run her fingers across his bare shoulders or stroke his face tenderly or trace little patterns on his palm.
She was so beautiful in everything he did. About half a year ago he wouldn't have thought so but now, it seemed as if the only thing on his mind was her. The Gang had fallen in love with her just as he had and he realised that there was no way now that he could let go. It would be too difficult to do such a thing now that he'd tasted the wine and wanted to get drunk on it. The bathroom door opened and she walked out, her hair in a towel and clad in his favourite big t-shirt; one he had given her because she just looked so darn cute and drowned in it.
He could already smell the raspberry conditioner she used in her hair and it made him smile. The scent wafted over to him and hit him full force when she pulled her hair out of the towel and began to blow dry it distractedly, not even bothering with a brush as it just took up time. It wasn't as if she had anyone to impress anyway. Bankotsu always made a mess of her hair the next morning after sleeping in it all night anyway. He always insisted that she smelled so good but she found the notion endearing if not a little strange.
The girl turned off the lights and crawled into bed, habitually curling up to him under the covers. After a while, she frowned and rested her chin on his hand, saying bluntly,
"Take your shirt off."
He snorted. "I beg your pardon?"
"Take your shirt off," she repeated again, this time tugging the hem of his shirt up.
"Are you going to molest me while I sleep?" he deadpanned, raising a brow.
"Definitely," was her swift, equally flat reply and the stared at each other in the darkness before bursting into laughter. "It just feels a lot more comfy, for me anyways."
Rolling his sapphire eyes, he pulled off his shirt and threw it onto the floor, leaving him in only his green boxers. He'd opted to taking a change of clothes or two with him after they'd had lunch. Grinning, the girl wrapped her legs over him and cuddled into his chest, her fingers sliding on his collar bones. He had an arm around her and thought to himself, 'I could really get used to this.' And it was true; he wouldn't mind going to bed every night like this and waking every morning to her pretty, sleeping face, hopefully sans the drool that was left on her pillow one time when she had a cold and slept with her mouth open.
But then again, as long as she was there, drool seemed as significant as a speck of dust. He smiled affectionately and she asked softly, "What're you grinning at?"
Tilting her chin up so he could kiss her, he said against her lips, "Just you, babe."
Smiling, the dark haired girl held his hand in hers, kissing his knuckles and saying quietly, "I want it to be just me..." Blushing furiously, to save herself further embarrassment, the girl swung her legs over him so she was lying on his chest and firmly planted her lips to his so he wouldn't have the chance to reply to her foolish comment. The boy was too stunned to say anything so he kissed her back, his hands moving up the back of her shirt and then pulling it off, loving the feel of her bare skin on his. He pulled her face down to his so their noses were touching and he said, his words honest and true,
"There will be only you; I swear."
Biting her lip, she smiled shyly and nodded resting her head on his chest, allowing his hands to run over her naked flesh, leaving trails of shivers in its wake. Listening to his heartbeat, the girl thought to herself that she didn't need more than this. She was so lucky to have him there with her always. She never got tired of his advances and his teasing and his touches. They burned her like fire. Whenever he looked at her it was like she was the spoon and he was the dish of ice cream. It felt so good. It was almost like a drug. And she was addicted and didn't want this euphoria to ever end.
"Bankotsu?" she whispered, waiting for his reply which never came. He was asleep and the girl smiled lovingly. Her words could wait until tomorrow, or the next day, or the week after. He wasn't going anywhere and neither was she. Her words were lost on her lips and brown eyes closed blearily, the girl falling asleep not two seconds after in the arms of the man she had fallen in love with.
A/N: Ok! This is slightly rushed but I'm on holiday and have finished my exams! :D This story will definitely be finished soon and to be honest, I can't wait. It's been running for almost two years and I think that I've written as much as I could for this. I only hope that I tie the story off well over the next one or two chapters! Hope you like this one! Thanks to all who reviewed so far! It's much appreciated and I love you all for it! Anyways you all know the drill; REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! And tell me what you think! ;) Catch you guys later!
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Rex