Okay guys, here's the deal. I am not making any promises for updates between now and December. NaNo starts next week, my friend is in town, and time is very limited. I said a couple of chapters ago fanfiction takes a back seat to my originals, and that's on the schedule for the next month. If I get my book done early, I'll update before December. If not, I hope to see you back here for some more fuckery in roughly 34 days.
Much Love,
Kouga's Eternal.
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Breath caught behind Bankotsu's lips on her throat, Kagome's back arched.
"But... we just met. Like... five days before you said it. How could you possibly know you wanted to marry me in such a short amount of time? Even now, it's only been three weeks."
Fingers slipping into Kagome's hair, Bankotsu used his grip to pull her head back just a little more, giving himself the room needed to reach her jaw from under her chin.
"And I still haven't changed my mind on the topic. See, it's not about the length of time. It's about the quality of it."
A gasped moan slipped from her, her leg hiking higher up Bankotsu's side, the change of her body allowing him deeper.
"People date for years and still break up; are married for decades and get divorced. I guess I just don't understand how you're so confident you want this with me after such a short amount of time."
Pushing himself up on his hands, Bankotsu dipped his head, recapturing Kagome's lips with his. Rolling his hips against hers, he groaned in his throat at the change of angle
"You know, if you stop putting so much emphasis on how many times the world has turned, you might be able to see that for me, when you're around, the world stops. Time itself ceases to mean a damn thing, and no amount of pointing out the amount that has actually passed is going to change anything. Today, tomorrow, next month, or next year, the fact remains I said what I said and no, I won't take it back just because the statement made you uncomfortable. In black and white reality Pretty Girl, if I had my way, you'd already be my wife. I told you before I said it I'm not interested in having a girlfriend. I'm not even slightly interested in playing ridiculous dating games for the next two years. I want the actual relationship that comes after that bullshit, and want that with you. If you're not interested in the same, that's something I have no say in and is a decision you have to make for yourself."
Fingers tangling in Bankotsu's rarely unbraided hair, Kagome used the grip to hold him in place, demanding a deepening of their kiss. Her tongue glided his as she brought her other leg up Bankotsu's side, hooking her ankles together behind his back.
"Okay, now I'm really confused. If you're not interested in having a girlfriend, then why are you...?"
Cock buried to the hilt, Bankotsu shifted his weight, sliding his knee forward in response to Kagome once again changing her position. Feeling the slight flutter of her inner muscles, he picked up his pace, surging his hips forward in both faster and harder strokes against her.
"Because that's how relationships work, Kagome. They're not about what just one wants, they're about what both do. I don't know what kind of bullshit 'relationships' you've been in in the past, or what kind of crap you felt forced into doing under the guise of being a 'good girlfriend', but in this one, it's just as much about what you want as it is what I want; if not more so what you want because in this relationship it's my intention to make you deliriously happy. Though, to be fair, I guess you can't say you don't know where I want this to go from the get-go, can you? That aside for now, look, in actual adult relationships, there is something called give and take, Koi, so if I have to give you what you want in order to ultimately get what I want, then so beit, because that's how shit works. If you're not ready to get married, fine. However, that said, to be honest here, I'm just as confused as to what the problem is because as for that aside, I'm going to take this moment to point out that though, yes, I did say I want to marry you, I did not actually ask you to marry me. Believe it or not, there is a big difference between the two. Also, to clear this up, I didn't think you were ready for something like that when I said what I said."
As the coiling in her stomach tightened, Kagome's breathing began to hitch, breaking their kiss as she gasped for her next breath. Eyes closed and lips parted, her nails, still some what tangled in Bankotsu's hair, raked across his back, her body pressing harder against his.
"It's not that I'm not ready for it, Bankotsu. I'm not saying I am either, before you start. It's just... there are steps in relationships, and you're trying to skip every single one; dating being the first and probably most important. That's how they end by the way, by skipping steps."
Wincing with a grunt when he felt her nails in his back, Bankotsu reattached his lips to Kagome's neck, scraping his teeth across her skin in a subtle retaliation. Feeling her begin to quiver around him, he pulled out all the way to the head before sinking his dick all the way back in with a slight twist of the hips, catching her clit at just the right angle to cause her walls to clench around him in a vice grip.
"That's not even slightly true. They end because someone gives up and stops trying to make the relationship work, not because someone skips steps, whatever the hell that means. Dating is also not a relationship, it's all the crap that comes before the relationship starts. Dating is what bored ass teenagers do to pass the time while they learn about themselves and what they want in a long term partner. When you already know that, dating becomes nothing more than a tedious means to an end. It's pointless and, oftentimes, pretty fucking infuriating honestly. Someone gets pissed off, storms off, and vanishes, leaving it up to the other one to come crawling across broken glass like they're little more than a misbehaving dog begging for their owner's attention when in reality, the one that stormed off is acting like a child. What you want from me is a bullet point list of reasons why, I'm not giving it to you, and you're getting irritated with me because of it. The 'next step' in this series of events is, you make some snappy statement before you take off and then wait to see how long it takes me to prove I care about you and chase your ass back down. If wanting to avoid all that nonsense is 'skipping steps', then you're absolutely right about me skipping every single one of them. Those aren't steps, Kagome; those are games. I've played that one with you once already, and we've covered I'm not going to do it again. I swear to the Kami themselves I will give you all the time in the world to get on the same page I'm on, but if you're not going into this with the intention of longevity, then you need to bite the proverbial bullet and tell me."
With her cry of completion clogging her throat, Kagome's mind went as blank as it always did, though this time it also has the added result of her teeth finding purchase in Bankotsu's shoulder. She honestly hasn't meant to do it, but her body went on lockdown, her muscles freezing her in place while she was still wrapped around Bankotsu's body.
The conversation she wanted to have with him that night in no way went the way she envisioned, Bankotsu possessing this uncanny ability to see right through her and calling her out on every last bit of it, including when he basically accused her of playing a game, though at the time, it wasn't intentional on her part. It became clear he knew her better than she thought when she did intentionally mistake something he said, turning it into something he didn't, and he proved very quickly he wasn't joking when he said he wasn't playing her games when she went to storm off with a snappy statement, saying something to the effect of 'well, if you don't want to be a boyfriend, then I guess we're done here'.
She knew perfectly well what kind of relationship he desired and what titles he wanted. He had been more than upfront about the entire situation and she also knew he was willing to put every bit of it aside until she said otherwise. When she took the unnecessary snap at him, she then learned two very important lessons when it came to Bankotsu. The man had a glare that could freeze the blood in your veins, and he was in no way afraid of bestowing it on her. He was also not afraid of giving her a verbal ass whoopin', the likes of which she had never gotten before. The tongue lashing she received left her emotionally raw, and all she could do was stand there and stare at him as she tried to come up with a counter to his words, but found out, there wasn't one. He was right down to the core of his statement, and she felt properly chastised when he finally ran out of steam.
And he didn't feel a bit bad about it, either. Could he have made the same point using a lot less fucks? Sure he could have, but he didn't, and he didn't care. He had a fully grasped understanding of the fact the girl had a mile long list of insecurities, but he also had a fully grasped understanding of the fact she refused to see past the superficial bullshit, which was over half the fucking problem. She stubbornly held onto the one part of the situation he could do nothing about, which was also the one thing he saw as the stupidest part of the whole ordeal.
He knew she felt inadequate, which wouldn't be such a horrible thing if she would've given him some way to prove otherwise. It came down to him having to yell at her, which he didn't exactly relish in doing, but being left with no other option, he used her shock when he told her she wasn't going any fucking where until she finally listened to him on the fucking matter against her. Looking her dead in her wide eyes, he regurgitated every conversation he had about her to everyone he had it with, ending with 'do you really think I would do something so fucked up as to physically injure one of my brothers because of you if I didn't think you were fucking worth it? At this point, you're doing this shit on purpose, and I dare you to fucking say otherwise'. Did he maybe push that one too far? He wouldn't deny that, but he got her to listen, and that was one of the biggest hurdles he had.
There were several minutes of stony silence between them as he watched her thoughts fly through her eyes before she finally sighed and shook her head, begrudgingly telling him he was right, to which he snorted with a 'no shit'.
The conversation at that point calmed back down, though the topic remained the same. For Kagome, realizing he not only knew exactly what her issues were but was also both willing to acknowledge them for what they were and help her get past them made more than a world of difference to her. She hadn't noticed how much of an asshole she had been, or she had but figured it didn't matter because she didn't feel she deserved someone like him and was trying to drive him off that way since he wouldn't leave on his own.
A fact Bankotsu kind of wanted to throttle her for. Sure, he was the kind of guy that enjoyed the chase, and he got a hard on when it came to the particular challenge she posed, but at the same time, what she failed to realize prior to his display of temper was, part of the reason he liked her as much as he did was because she didn't care about the kind of life he could provide for her if she would just. fucking. let him. There were no expectations on her part for expensive dinners or fancy dates, which made him want to take her on them all the more. There was no feeling of obligation to always present her with presents, which made it all the more difficult to not shower her with all the pretty things. The more she railed against it, the more enticing it became to share the finer things with her. She was the most infuriating woman he had ever met, but he couldn't imagine sharing his life with anyone else. It might have been fucked up and ass backwards, but it was the honest to God's truth.
By the time Bankotsu was done explaining his side of things, if it were possible for Kagome to be a puddle of goo on the floor, she would have been. For the last three weeks she had refused to allow him any kind of leeway when it came to what they did with their time together. He had been a decent sport about it, giving in if she said she didn't want to do something because it cost too much or it was a waste of money. He had only given her one present over that time, and though she absolutely loved it, she told him he didn't have to do that and to not do it again. She watched him bite his tongue, but he did agree. Now, though, he was very clear on the fact it was his money she didn't want him to spend, and if he wanted to spend it spoiling the shit out of her, he would do so. However, he did concede to her when she asked him not to go overboard with it as she played with the charm on the necklace she hadn't taken off since he gave it to her.
Something else Kagome learned about Bankotsu was that, not only was he able to see straight through her bullshit, he was also able to shock the shit out of her. Once things calmed down and the yelling between them stopped, she had allowed him to pull her into his arms, lacing his fingers together behind her back and hold her to his chest as he leaned back against the counter of the island. Looking down at her, he finally gave her the explanation she wanted, which left her all aflutter, before he leaned in close to her face. His voice was almost as deep as his eyes when he spoke again. "Marry me."
Though her heart jumped to her throat, she couldn't help but giggle at him. "Are you asking me or telling me?"
There was a grin on his lips, and his left brow popped. "If I don't ask, you can't tell me no." He then set his forehead against hers and lowered his voice. "Marry me, Pretty Girl."
She hadn't answered him, just kissed him. Whether or not she was trying to buy herself time before she had to say something, she had no idea, but the way he intensified the kiss as quickly as he did she also wasn't even sure he wanted her to answer him right then. They hadn't even made it up to his room. He just scooped her up and carried her to one of the two downstairs rooms because they were closer. It wasn't out of the realm of normal for them. He had taken possession of her body on nearly every flat surface in the place.
While it wasn't abnormal for them to get down and dirty wherever they happened to be at the time, this time was just different. Now, wrapped up together in such a passionate embrace, once she released his shoulder from that bite, she looked up at him as he caught his breath after his own release. Panting, head slightly spinning, Kagome licked her lips before she blurted out, "Okay."
She could call him an asshole for it later, but there was no way she getting out of saying the words, even though he knew damn well what she meant. Instead, while his breaths leveled and heart slowed, he tilted his head slowly to the side. "Okay?"
A small smile graced her lips, her eyes shining as she figured out what he wanted to hear. He had given her everything she wanted, so she gave in. "I'll marry you."