Inukag Week day three: music.
Note: There is slight NSFW content at the end, however not to the extent where it needs to be in Racy Rendezvous. I tried to keep it vague, but it's still obvious what's happening haha.
Ride
The lights abruptly shut off, shrouding the place in shadow, and there was a collective gasp from the audience before an anticipatory silence took the place of the previous dull roar of chatter and feminine laughter. Excited whispering could still be heard, however, as well as the occasional giggle and clink of ice in a glass. The atmosphere was heavy, charged with a deliberate suspense as the patrons waited for something to happen in the darkness of the club.
From her seat close to the stage, Kagome bit her lip and nervously fingered the business card she'd been mysteriously given just a few seconds prior, recalling the feeling of warm breath on her ear and a low, seductive voice telling her to "enjoy the show." She hadn't even been able to turn her head and catch a glimpse of whoever it had been before the lights went out and even though she couldn't see a damn thing she was still looking around, straining her eyes to see if she could catch a figure moving away, and unsurprisingly, she could not. Kagome pouted, but she wasn't able to dwell on her Mystery Person for long; without warning a single, thundering drum beat exploded from the speakers, echoing several times, and the bass was so deep it reverberated in Kagome's chest, making her skin prickle with goosebumps.
Silence prevailed once again, the patrons waiting with bated breath as every gaze was trained hard in the direction of the stage.
Another bass drum beat with a low reverb thrummed from the depths of the club, then another, and another, each beat getting faster and faster until it morphed into one long continuous rumble before stopping abruptly—
"M-m-make the panties melt."
The audience hooted and hollered as the music began right after the auto-tuned words, a low, thrumming beat that reverberated throughout the club and as dry ice spilled out over the stage, the lights came on one by one, illuminating the performers standing in various poses donned in nothing but black jeans, an open blazer revealing bare, sculpted chests and chiseled abs, and old fashioned pork pie hats situated atop bowed heads.
I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off
Kagome's attention was immediately riveted toward the male front and center, the one with short, shaggy silver hair and a six-pack she could stare at for days. The music accelerated and then they were moving and the crowd went wild. Kagome's mouth went dry as she watched with wide, attentive brown eyes the way his hips moved, gyrating to the beat of the music, pivoting and thrusting and rolling and good lord she needed a cold drink. Or shower.
Biting down on her lip, eyelids at half-mast, Kagome unintentionally leaned forward and drank him in. She trailed her eyes down his muscled arms, across his sexy abdomen, eyed the tantalizing V of his hips and the wicked smirk curing his lips upward. The brief flash of fang had her clenching her thighs together as a blast of heat threatened to melt her into a puddle.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
The crowd was screaming, whistling, catcalling, waving their hands in the air but Kagome noticed none of it because she swore he was looking right at her. Golden eyes glowed at her from beneath the brim of his hat and her breath caught in her throat. The dancers paused, then proceeded to drive up the heat in the club even higher by smoothing their hands down their chests and executing a move that involved rolling the muscles of their tight stomachs while giving a slow, grinding thrust of their hips but whatever it was left Kagome breathless and feeling very hot.
You and your body
Every single portion
Send chills up and down your spine
Juices flowing down your thigh
Idly thinking that those lyrics couldn't be more accurate, Kagome kept her eyes on the silver haired Adonis currently dropping down low and Kagome very suddenly wished she was the floor as he demonstrated once again what those hips could do. As one the dancers popped back up to their feat, popped their chests, then suddenly whipped off their blazers and tossed them to the side. That time Kagome couldn't help but release a catcall of her own and the smirk that lit his face suggested he was paying very close attention to her and she felt a surge of excited glee mixed with maybe a little arrogance.
If we're gonna get nasty, baby
First we'll show and tell
Till I reach your ponytail
Lurk all over and through you baby
Until we reach the stream
You'll be on my jockey team
All too soon the show was over and the audience made up entirely of women cheered riotously, screaming, whistling and clapping. Kagome wasn't cheering or clapping or screaming, however, because she was too distracted by amber eyes staring directly at her and her eyes dropped down to his lips; they were moving, and it took her a second to understand what he was mouthing at her, but when she did, her heart skipped a beat and she found herself nodding, entranced.
"Outside. Five minutes."
And approximately seven minutes later, Kagome stepped out into the cold night air and bit her lip as she hovered awkwardly for a few seconds in front of the entrance. When she didn't spot him right away she wilted slightly, but decided to wait, just in case he got held up or something.
Hoping she wasn't being played, and praying she wasn't making a fool of herself by misinterpreting what she thought he'd mouthed to her, Kagome walked off to the side so she wasn't in the way of people coming and going, thinking she'd wait against the wall so she'd have a clear view of the entrance. She'd only been standing there a few seconds when she was suddenly grabbed for behind and dragged into the narrow alley beside the club. She gasped, but before she could scream she caught a glimpse of golden eyes beneath a familiar pork pie hat on a head of silver hair and she instantly relaxed, a smile curving her lips upward.
"Hi," she purred, her arms coming up to swathe around his neck as his hands landed on her hips and dragged her close.
"Hi," he rumbled back, his face so close she could feel his breath fanning her lips. They parted and his eyes dropped to her mouth. He growled. "Did you enjoy the show?" His gaze flicked back to hers meaningfully and her own eyes widened in realization.
"You—" she began.
"Yeah," he rumbled and dipped his head to graze his lips along her jaw. "Did you? Wait," he said before she could even answer and she felt his smirk. "Let me see for myself." Without any warning at all, he trailed his hand down her side, his claws teasing her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt, and deftly unfastened her jeans before slipping his fingers inside and discovering slick heat. Kagome gasped, then whimpered and his low growl vibrated against her chest. "Yeah," he rasped and kissed his way back to her mouth. "You did." Withdrawing his hand, he wrapped both of his hands around her waist and hauled her flush against him, letting her feel the effect her excitement had on his own body. "What's your name, baby?" His lips covered hers, teasing, a small taste.
"K-Kagome," she breathed, closing her eyes and melting into his kiss. "You?"
"Inuyasha." Dropping his hands to cup her ass and pull her in tight against him, he released a low groan and kissed her again, licking at her lips, slipping his tongue inside for a stronger taste and dragging his fangs along the tender flesh. "Kagome," he groaned and dipped his head to lavish her neck with kisses and then smirked against it. "Wanna go for a ride?"
"Hmm," Kagome breathed distractedly as she took his hat off his head and put it on her own so she could drag her fingers through his shaggy hair. "Ride?"
"Yeah." Slipping his hands beneath her shirt, he dragged his claws along the smooth skin of her stomach and toyed with the flesh at her panty line, reveling in her gasp.
Eyes flashing wickedly, Kagome arched against him, her lithe body undulating provocatively and nearly making him cream his pants. "What would I be…riding?" She bit her lip, gazing up at him beneath twin fans of midnight lashes and fuck if she wasn't the most sexiest woman he'd ever seen right then.
A deep, low growl reverberated in his chest, his gaze hot as he took in the seductive picture she made in front of him. "I'd say 'my pony,' but honestly?" His eyes locked with hers and he smirked as he gave a slow roll of his hips against hers, driving his "pony" into the softness between her legs.
"It's a motherfucking stallion."
