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The sound of Kagome's key in the door caught Sesshoumaru's attention, but he still jumped in shock as she slammed it behind her. He was instantly on his feet, heading in her direction, wondering what was wrong. He watched as she threw her backpack to the ground before focusing on him. Her expression confused him. She looked absolutely pissed, but at the same time, she had this sultry spark in her eye as she closed the distance between them. He opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off before he could even start as she caught his hair with both hands and pulled his face to hers, kissing him forcefully.

Instantly, his beast was complaining, demanding that he take control, but he had no idea what was going on. She was obviously angry about something and the last thing he wanted was to cause that anger to be directed at him. The way her hands moved over his bare chest, so rough and desperate, had him moaning into their kiss. Her nails scraped over one nipple while her other hand ran over his crotch and his knees went weak. At that second, he decided that she could do whatever she desired, so long as she continued to touch him like that. He would figure out what was going on later, when she'd had time to calm.

When she pulled back for breath, the miko tugged her shirt over her head, tossing it away before dragging her teeth over his throat, pulling another sound of pleasure from the taiyoukai. She bit down firmly on his shoulder and his hands finally joined in, doing more than just holding her against him. He hurriedly unhooked her bra as the passion, the neediness seemed to bleed from her to him until he was just as desperate for her as she was for him.

"Bite me, Sesshoumaru," Kagome demanded. "I want to feel your fangs on my skin." Her voice was so soft and seductive and he was instantly doing as she commanded. He dragged his fangs down the column of her throat before biting down on her shoulder just as she had done to him. "Harder," she whispered, and he obeyed, biting harder until he was certain that any more pressure would cause him to break the skin. "More."

While he continued, dragging his fangs along her flesh before both kissing and biting in various locations, Kagome hurriedly unhooked her jeans, stepping on the bottom of one leg and then the other to free herself from the confining garment without having to bend. She slipped out of her panties as well before running her fingertips over his muscled abdomen, finding her favorite dips of definition and following one under his pants to his cock, which stood at attention, just begging for her touch. She squeezed firmly and he moaned.

Sesshoumaru bent lower and ran his tongue over her nipple before pulling the hardening peak into his mouth. He caught it between his teeth and tugged firmly and Kagome threw her head back with a loud moan. Her right leg slid up his outer thigh and he caught her knee, pulling it higher. Both her hands moved to his shoulders for balance, leaving him aching for more contact. Wanting to feel more of her against him, dying to experience the way it felt to have his cock pressed tightly between their bodies, he bent his knees slightly, caught her ass with his free hand, and lifted her up, causing her to wrap her legs around his hips just like he'd wanted.

He was impressed. He didn't know a human could move so quickly. She'd stripped out of her clothes before he even realized what was happening and he was greatly appreciative. He held her close, one hand supporting her ass, while the other traveled her body eagerly. Her hands swept over him heatedly, her short, blunt nails digging in as she clung to him, and her lips claimed his once again, her tongue exploring his mouth with enthusiasm. She pulled back for breath and locked eyes with his, admiring the deep, swirling gold for a moment before speaking.

"Bed. Take me to bed."

It wasn't that far, from the living room to their bed, but Sesshoumaru found making it there one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do. Refusing to put her down, he walked with the miko wrapped around his waist. All the while she touched him, trailing hot kisses over his throat and shoulders while her hands seemed to be everywhere at once, making concentrating on walking incredibly difficult. Finally, he made it and he knelt on the end of the mattress before dropping her onto her back. He leaned down over her, trapping her smaller body beneath his, finally obeying the instinctual need to be dominant.

He pressed his lips to hers, controlling the kiss, sweeping his tongue inside her mouth to tangle with her own. One hand held his weight off of her body while the other caressed her bare skin, running over her with an eagerness that matched her own. Her legs tightened around his waist, ripping a loud moan from his lips, and the miko smirked seductively.

She unhooked her ankles from behind his back and her feet began moving over his sides. Kagome surprised him as her toes caught the waistband of his pants, succeeding in forcing them down his hips to bunch at his knees. It freed his cock from its confines to lie along her lower abdomen. It was hot, like a brand on her skin, and the Kagome moaned at the sensation.

"Off," she demanded. "Take them off."

There was nothing quite like having your woman demand you strip naked for her, and Sesshoumaru did so happily. He climbed off the bed, letting his pants fall to the floor, and watched as she scooted higher onto the large mattress. She crooked her finger at him, inviting him to join her, and he crawled up the bed like a predator stalking his prey. He was somewhat disappointed when she demanded he lie on his back, but decided that learning what she had in mind was worth returning to the submissive position.

The taiyoukai laid flat on his back, his head on a pillow, in the center of the bed, awaiting whatever Kagome intended. She threw one leg over his body, settling her core over his aching cock, where it laid pointing towards his abdomen. The heat of her was astounding and he groaned in pleasure as she shifted slightly, causing the underside of his length to slip between her folds. She rocked her hips and the slickness of her arousal allowed his cock to slide easily, brushing across both her clit and her opening, making her shiver in excitement.

Finally, it was going to happen. Finally, she was going to know what he would feel like inside of her. All the wondering, all the aching to be filled, it was all coming to an end as Kagome lifted herself up on her knees. She wrapped her hand around his length and slid the head through her slickness before finding her opening. Sesshoumaru groaned at the new feeling of sweet friction, but as it dawned on him what she intended, his eyes widened and he caught the head of his dick, stopping her from lowering herself at the very last second.

"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome whined in frustration.

"Not like this, Kagome," he whispered, panting for breath, fighting for control over his own body. He couldn't believe what he'd just done. He had actually cock blocked himself. She was ready to have sex with him and he'd stopped her. What the hell was he thinking?!

The miko sat back on his upper thighs and sighed. "Why not?"

"Not the first time. You're obviously upset about something and I don't want our first time to be like this. Any other time, you are more than welcome to work your anger out on me, and I will enjoy every single second of it, but not the first time. I want our first time to be special, something we can look back on with happy memories. I don't want it to be because someone pissed you off."

"I can't believe you stopped me," she said, her surprise at his actions still obvious in her voice. "You could be inside of me right now."

"Please, don't rub it in," he muttered, running one hand over his face as his body screamed, just as frustrated as she was.

Kagome sighed again and laid her upper body down over his, resting her forehead on his shoulder. "We could be having sex right now," she whined.

"You're killing me," he grumbled back. "You have no idea how hard it was for me to stop you." He prayed she didn't take his intervention to mean that he didn't want her. He did. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anything before in his life. He just didn't want her doing something that she would later come to regret.

The miko giggled softly as she began to calm down and she shifted to press her lips to his cheek. "You're a sweetheart, you really are."

"A sweetheart that is still a virgin, by my own doing."

Kagome laughed at his tone. "You'll have another chance, I promise. You're probably right anyway. Our first time shouldn't be about anger. It should be about love."

An entire field's worth of butterflies took flight in Sesshoumaru's stomach at her words. She said love. Unsure if she realized just what she'd said, he chose not to draw her attention to it, instead gently lifting her chin to press his lips to hers. "And it will be. Do you want to tell me what happened?"

The miko sighed heavily. "Sango."

"She still does not like me," he stated rather than asked.

"Oh, not only doesn't she like you. She thinks you're a monster. Apparently she texted me a lot yesterday, but we were so busy I never even looked at my phone. When I didn't answer her messages, she went to my room last night, and I wasn't there, obviously. She said she thought you'd killed me, that I was lying dead on the other side of the door. So freaking dramatic. It's ridiculous."

"She honestly believed that I caused you harm?"

"I guess so," she replied with a sigh. "And when I told her about the apartment, she said the same things as my R.A. did, only worse. She said that you got the apartment not so we could be together, but so we could keep having sex. Why does everyone assume that our entire relationship is about sex?"

"Perhaps because that is what they would do?"

"Yeah, Sango does jump into bed pretty quickly. Maybe that's why she assumed we did the same. What I don't get is why people think what we're doing is any of their business. She's sure that you'll get bored with me and move on in a few weeks." Kagome smiled sweetly as she rose to sit over his upper thighs once again. She looked down at him as she continued in a seductive tone. "You won't get bored with me, will you, Sesshoumaru?"

His hands slid from her knees to her upper thighs while smirking back. "How could I ever get bored with that body of yours?" He leaned up, supporting his weight with one hand beneath him, to nip at the curve of her breast. Looking her over as he laid back, guilt washed over him. "You will have bruises."

"Oh, and that! She saw the bruise on my arm, this one, from when I was biting my arm to keep from screaming, and she insisted that you did it, that I was lying, making excuses for your behavior."

"And if she were to see you now, she would be right. I have injured you."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "I enjoyed every second of that. I asked for it!"

"That doesn't mean I had to do it," he said, his regret obvious.

"I wanted to know what it felt like, Sesshoumaru, and I loved it. Who cares if it left marks behind? They'll heal." When he looked away, the miko rolled her eyes. "You're way too worried about what other people might think."

"I am not the one that attacked the other simply because someone upset them," he said, trying to get his mind off the purplish crescents developing on her shoulders.

"Are you complaining?" she asked in mock irritation.

"Never. You are always welcome to come home, strip naked, and throw yourself at me," he said before adding, with a smirk, "though you should make sure that we don't have company first."

"As if you'd invite someone over when I'm not here."

"You have me there," he agreed. "I am sorry you are arguing with your friend because of me."

Kagome waved it off as unimportant. "Tell me, did your beast like the biting?" she asked, bringing them right back to the topic at hand.

"A great deal."

"Good, because so did I."

"I do not like being the cause of bruises on your beautiful body."

"I bet he does though, right? You've marked me, sort of, even if it is temporary."

The miko was right. His beast considered each bruise a claiming mark, so that any other male would know that she was taken. He viewed them with pride, as they were the best he was going to get at the moment. For some reason, his more civilized half refused to ask if he could court her so that he could give her a proper mark, so he had to take what he could get.

"I hurt you."

"It's no worse than a hickey, Sesshoumaru."

"You have not seen them yet."

"I don't care."

Figuring out that he was never going to win that particular argument, the taiyoukai moved on. "So, because you were angry that your friend assumed our relationship was based only on sex, you came home to prove her right?"

Kagome laughed. "I figured if everyone is going to accuse us of it, we might as well get the pleasure that goes with it. I wanted to strangle her, but what we did was a whole lot more fun. I think you should always be the outlet for my anger and frustration."

"Once I am no longer the cause of that frustration," he agreed.

"So, how long are you going to make me wait before I can screw your brains out?" she asked in an amused tone. "I mean, I don't need a fancy, expensive dinner date, candlelight, and rose petals on the carpeting to want to be with you. I want that now."

Sesshoumaru looked contemplative for a moment. How long did he intend to make her wait? She wasn't angry anymore, so his reason for stopping her was gone. Really, if she tried again right at that moment, he was likely to allow it. He wanted her badly, and having her nude body pressed to his so intimately wasn't helping his situation. A glance at the clock, however, had him mentally cursing.

"I have a class this afternoon and I still haven't finished my work. I missed class last week because of Inuyasha."

Kagome sighed and pressed her lips to his cheek one final time before rolling to the side, off of him and onto the bed. "Then you should probably get on that."