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The sound of the door unlocking didn't startle Kagome any, knowing just who was about to come barreling through the door. If she hadn't been trying to hide the very obvious blush that rose to her cheeks, she would have laughed at the frantic nature of the keys jingling on the other side of the door.
There had been no other option than to put on a turtleneck before Sango made her appearance, already knowing that she would be relentlessly teased and prodded for answers. The last thing she needed was to provide more ammo.
A familiar click of the door unlocking was followed by an overly excited Sango pushing the door open and rushing in, "Kagome!" she called, only to see said woman sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in her hand, "I have wine and snacks!" Holding a bag up, Kagome could hear bottles (yes, plural) clinking together within it. Kicking off her shoes, Sango half jogged towards the living room, taking a seat on the couch beside her friend and pulling out not one, but three bottles of white wine, a package of Salt & Vinegar chips (Kagome's favourite), and a small tub of chocolate ice cream, "Don't tell me anything yet," Sango warned, taking two bottles of wine and the ice cream to the kitchen, putting the ice cream in the freezer and the wine in the fridge.
Kagome didn't know what to say, simply sitting there dumbfounded at the fact that Sango had gone above and beyond just so she could get the inside scoop of what had happened the last forty-eight hours. Perhaps she shouldn't have been surprised, as she'd done the exact same thing when she'd found out that Sango had spent the night at Miroku's for the first time. It had just been so long since either of them had been in a new relationship that Kagome had forgotten.
A relationship. That's what she and Inuyasha had agreed on. A secret relationship, but one none the less. It made Kagome as uneasy as she was excited.
Grabbing to wine glasses and a cork opener, Sango swiftly shuffled her way over to the couch before opening the bottle she left behind, "Okay, tell me," the words left her as she poured them each a glass of wine and passed one to Kagome.
Giggling out of amusement, Kagome happily took the glass before taking a small sip, "What do you even wanna know?"
"Pfft! What d'you mean 'what do I wanna know'?" Sango paused for a moment, feeling the slightest twinge of doubt, "We are talking about Inuyasha, right?" An incredulous look came over the older woman, eyes narrowing towards the younger.
The temptation was too strong, Kagome shrugging while remaining silent in a very taunting manner, "Gee, I dunno, Sango. Are we?" It was obvious that she was joking, feigning innocence convincingly for half a second before Sango smacked her arm playfully. That facade fell as Kagome offered a soft laugh, "Yes. We are." There was no way for Sango to hide the high-pitched, giddy sound that left her, smile brought wide across her face.
"I knew it! I knew you two were a thing!"
"We weren't! Not before yesterday," Kagome corrected, wanting to make it clear that it had not been an ongoing thing until that point, regardless of how badly Kagome had wanted it to have been. Taking another sip of her drink, she pulled her legs up onto the couch before tucking them beneath herself.
"Oh, so you're a thing now? What kind of thing we talkin'?" Sango pried, unable to keep her curious nature at bay, putting down her glass to open the chip bag. Kagome wasted no time in taking a chip for herself, chewing it to buy some time when it came to wording it correctly. By the time she swallowed, she still had no idea what to say, so just trusted that Sango would understand.
"A secret thing," Kagome stated, leaning back against the couch and taking another sip of her wine. Sango's expression faltered some, questioning her through the expression etched into her features as she slowly lifted her own glass to her lips while speaking.
"What do you mean, a secret thing?" By the end of the sentence, the glass was against her lips and she took a slow sip.
"We-I," Kagome corrected before continuing, "Decided it was best to keep whatever we are between the two of us for the time being."
"Oh yeah? And how did he react to that?" Sango asked, genuinely curious. Miroku had mentioned some things about his relationship with Inuyasha's ex, about how there had been some contingency surrounding keeping aspects of their relationship rather private - secretive. That relationship was the reason Sango hadn't met Inuyasha until after it had ended.
Kagome could recall how he'd reacted, how he'd turned his gaze from her and responded with an edge to his tone that had been much different than she'd ever heard him use before; even when they'd been yelling at each other at the shop during their first meeting, it didn't hold nearly as much tension as that one word had.
"Cold."
The word had hurt her, not in the way of him directing it towards her, but in the way that it seemed he had experience with being kept a secret. Of course, she hadn't pried - never did when it came to his past or previous relationship. She trusted that those things would come to light throughout their time together, "Not great, at first."
"At first?" Sango repeated, brows lifting as she made herself comfortable, gaze falling into a bit of a serious one, rather than the overly excited one she held before.
"I'd explained to him why I wanted to keep it between us - even though I'd planned on telling you, by the way," Kagome confirmed, hearing Sango laugh softly with a nod, "And he seemed to understand, at least a little. I don't think he really understands fully how my job affects my life," Kagome explained, brushing her hair behind her ear as she kept her attention on her friend across seated beside her.
Sango could understand that to an extent, Inuyasha wasn't necessarily the most well-versed with the internet - he was to an extent and in a different way than Kagome. Kagome was good at the social aspect of technology, Inuyasha was much more into the actual hardware, "So..."
"So...we're exclusive?" Kagome seemed unsure, even though it had been heavily implied by the way they had been acting and what they'd talked about the night before, "I mean, we both said we aren't interested in anyone else. I should think that we are exclusive to one another." Despite herself, a smile crept upon her face, thinking back to how good it had felt to be around him in such a freeing way. No more tension or tiptoeing around one another; they were able to be how they both had desired.
Not completely blind, Sango saw the smile and couldn't keep herself from poking just a little bit of fun, "Someone has a crush," Sango sang, pointing towards Kagome with her index finger before circling it a few times playfully, "You like him."
Even while rolling her eyes, Kagome kept that same smile on her lips, "Yeah, I guess he's okay," she joked before offering a genuinely wistful expression.
"Okay so, you talked. Then..." Sango gestured with her hand to have Kagome keep giving her details, "Or was this after?"
Kagome grinned towards Sango then, tempted to keep it vague to torment her friend as she knew it would be reciprocated, should their roles be reversed, "Before."
It was obvious that Sango wanted the more dirty details and Kagome was hesitant to give away everything, but she knew that everything would be pulled from here eventually, "How was it?" Leaning closer, Sango eagerly awaited Kagome's response. Though Inuyasha was a friend, she didn't know much about him when it came to being in a relationship and was highly curious about how her boyfriend's surly comrade was in such a setting.
Kagome matched Sango's stance, leaning forward with a rather mischievous expression on her face, "Sango, it was..." her mouth opened, eyes looking upwards as if a hint of that euphoria had come back, "The best sex, I have ever had."
Two days apart and Kagome had already started to miss him. Texts held her over for the time being, but mentally she had been counting down the hours until she could get in her car and head to his place. The bruises on her neck hadn't faded much, still holding that dark splash of blues and purples, though she could see the ring of yellow start to form which meant it was on its way to healing. Turtle necks and scarfs had been her staple for the last couple of days - thankfully they were weather was appropriate, or else people would have asked questions. No one suspected a thing, except for Sango who had managed to see the top bit of the one on her pulse point as Kagome adjusted the collar. She was a goner after that, Sango pulling the turtle neck down completely and going bug-eyed at just how rough he'd been. There would have been a cause for alarm, if Kagome didn't make it clear that she enjoyed every second of it, regardless of the fact that she yelled at him for it the next morning.
Kagome wanted more of those marks. Just, maybe in places that could be seen easily.
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - how're those bruises healing' up? (seen ✔️)
Seeing that text, it threw her off. Could he read her mind or something? She even went as far as to scan the coffee shop she was in to see if he was hanging around somewhere. When she realized that he, in fact, had just coincidentally texted her exactly what she'd been thinking about, she decided to calm herself enough to reply.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - as good as you'd expect. you perv. (seen ✔️)
A smirk formed over her face as she pressed the send button, only to pocket her phone for the time being to take a step forward and place an order for a tall latte. Paying and tipping, she thanked the cashier and moved to stand near the bar, knowing it would be a few minutes until she would get her coffee. The buzz in her jacket pocket had her pulling her phone out, seeing not one, but two notifications. Both were from her MechDaddy
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - i said i would be more careful. (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - what do you want for dinner tomorrow? (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - you. (seen ✔️)
A subtle bite of her lower lip could have been seen by anyone paying enough attention, feeling rather accomplished by her response. Yet, his response had a soft blush rise in her cheeks. How was he so good at that? Making her blush and feel things that she really shouldn't have in public.
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - no. that's dessert. (seen ✔️)
So many scenarios ran through her head as to what exactly he meant by that. Their last time had been a flurry of pleasure for her and she'd hope that it would be able to be savored better next time around. Thoughts of his tongue flicking against her, his hot breath against her skin, and the sound of his voice telling her exactly what to do before he-
"Tall latte for Kagome!"
Kagome was jostled from her thoughts as her head shot up from the craned position to look down at her phone. It took her a moment to catch her bearings and remember just where she was, all before smiling and grabbing her drink with a simple 'thanks'.
Taking a sip as she pushed the door open with her opposite shoulder, she made her way to her car. Phone still in her hand, she typed out a response with one hand as she walked.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - can we have dessert before dinner, then? (seen ✔️)
Just as she hit send, she heard someone call out her name - an unfamiliar, but very excited, voice. Lifting her head with wide eyes as she scanned the parking lot, she could see two girls a couple of yards away from her.
"Oh my god, it's actually you!" One of the girls shouted before both of them made their way towards her, "I'm so sorry if we're bothering you!"
"We're just really big fans of your channel!" The other stated as they stopped in front of her. Though she was a little taken aback, it wasn't unusual for people to come up as the girls were, and, just like every other time, Kagome gave a warm, welcoming smile as she pocketed her phone.
"Don't apologize!" Kagome stated confidently, "What're your names?"
"My names Luna and she's Mai. We've been watching you for so long!"
"Can we get a picture? Then we'll leave you alone," the taller girl asked before Kagome nodded affirmatively.
"Of course!"
With the picture taken, the girls thanked Kagome for her time and ran off, but not until after one of them made the comment, "We hope you're feeling better!" It left Kagome slightly confused for a moment before it sunk in.
Right.
That video.
She'd completely forgotten about that.
Before she could reply, the girls were already out of earshot. Still, she stood in that spot for a few more moments before slowly turning towards her car and unlocking it. Sliding into the driver's seat, she pulled out her phone to see a new missed text. That pit in her stomach, the one that held memories of a relationship that left her in tears, had been pushed to the back burner when she read what her new one had sent.
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - we can do whatever we want. we're adults, remember? (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - but really? no. i need you on a full stomach, pretty girl. (seen ✔️)
In the safety of her car, she bit down on her lower lip as she leaned back against her seat with a whimper at the promise of what that meant, "Fuck, how does he do this to me?" the words were spoken in a breathy murmur as she looked over the text again.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - you're making me wet, yash. (seen ✔️)
The second she hit send, she put her phone in her center console in the empty cup holder behind the one that held her coffee and turned the ignition to pull out of the parking lot to head home.
Throughout the drive, she turned on the air conditioning just the smallest bit, having felt herself burn up from her own imagination wandering. Her text hadn't been a lie, if he'd been near her he would have been able to confirm that, and because of that she knew she needed to calm herself before going live that evening. Wiggling her hips against the seat, she tried to relieve some of the pressure while she merged onto the highways, "Dammit, Yash..." she breathed, swallowing as she turned on the radio in hopes of getting distracted by the audiobook she'd been invested in.
It had helped somewhat, but by the time she made it to the parking garage, Kagome knew that she most likely had a text waiting for her that would undo all of her progress.
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - good. that means my dessert'll be good and ready by tomorrow (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - i'm going live in 45 mins and you have me all needy (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - want me to help you do somethin about it? (seen ✔️)
What was that supposed to mean? Kagome stared down at the text as she entered the elevator up to her apartment. Leaning against the wall, she knew she had to keep herself composed for the time being as the time of day was rather busy when it came to how many people were in the elevator. Thankfully, she'd only had one person join her and had gotten off a couple of floors before her, which meant it was easier for her to not feel so claustrophobic.
In record time, she made it to her apartment. Closing the door behind her, she kicked off her shoes and dropped her keys in their dish while opening her phone. Texting him, she made her way to her bedroom, prepared touch up her makeup before she needed to hop on live.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - and how do you plan on doing that? (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - i'm only 10 mins away. (seen ✔️)
The temptation was there and god damn did she want to give into it. She felt herself swelling between her thighs in the best way and the relief of knowing how fucking good she'd feel if he came over had her seriously considering his proposition. Yet, Kagome knew that it was best to not give in to it - not that time.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - if you came over, i'd want you here for much longer than 35 mins (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - fine. but promise you won't cum until tomorrow night. (seen ✔️)
Her heart lept her throat, knees quaking at the thought of him saying something similar to like that in her ear. How did he have such a hold on her like this? Even over text, he managed to have her pining. It had started to become easier to realize that Kouga hadn't ever really made her feel this electric. There was something about Inuyasha that hit in her soul in a way that she'd never expected it. Perhaps it was intense infatuation, but Kagome felt drawn to him so completely that it almost scared her.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - promise (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - good girl. have a good time on live. maybe i'll pop in for a bit. (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - that's sweet of you ❤️ (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: MechDaddy 🚗] - you also never told me what you wanted for dinner tomorrow. (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - surprise me (; (seen ✔️)
Why did he think this was a good idea again?
Walking into the massive, marble-covered lobby, Inuyasha stuck out like a sore thumb. In a sea of business and pantsuits, he wore a pair of ripped, black jeans and doc martins. A leather jacket topped over an open blue plaid shirt, a white v-neck layered beneath; as always, a toque covered his head. Shoving his hands into his jean pockets, he walked up to the receptionist, "I'm here to see Mr. Takahashi."
The look that the receptionist gave was a blend of confusion and skepticism, a brow cocked and lips pursed in thought, "Which one?"
"Sesshomaru," Inuyasha stated through a sigh, resting his elbows on the counter of the desk. The receptionist remained skeptical before picking up the phone and holding up a finger for him to wait a moment.
"Mr, Takahashi, you have a visitor. I understand you don't, that's why I'm calling first to verify," a few more hums of acknowledgment left the woman before she finished off with an 'alright' and hanging up the phone, "He doesn't have any meetings scheduled for this time and that's the only way to see him, so, unfortunately, I can't let you up."
Rolling his eyes, he pushed off the counter, "Figures," he murmured before taking a few steps back and pulling out his phone. Turning his back to the reception desk, he pulled up Sesshomaru's number and pressed the green phone icon before pressing the phone to his head, as if he had ears there, "I'm in the lobby. Yeah, yeah. Gonna let me up? I doubt she'll believe me. Should have seen the look I got. Alright." Hanging up, he pocketed his phone and turned back to the desk, when he immediately heard the office phone go off.
Watching the receptionist pick up the phone, he could hear the slight disbelief in her tone as she agreed to what Sesshomaru had told her. Hanging up the phone with a click, she called out to him, "Are you Inuyasha?"
"Yup," as hard as he tried, he couldn't keep the smug smirk from his face. The woman peered towards him over the rim of her glasses.
"Take the left elevator to level thirty five. His office is-"
"I know where his office is," Inuyasha interrupted before seeing the elevator doors open. Stepping in, he pressed the correct button before giving the woman one last scowl and leaned against the wall, feeling himself being lifted to his destination.
When the doors opened, he was greeted by the very man he'd been planning to see. Sesshomaru stood in a black suit, one hand in his pocket as the other remained comfortable at his side. The younger brother could see how he was eyed up and down by the most minuscule motion of Sesshomaru's gaze, "You could have at least tried to look the part."
"Fuck off. You're lucky I'm even here so take it or leave it," it was a low, irritated tone that left him with those words.
A sharp huff left Sesshomaru's nose as he gestured for his brother to follow him, "Father's in a meeting right now, but he should be done in a few minutes. I'll let him know you're here when he's done."
Leading the two of them down one hallway after the other, they stopped in front of a pair of intricately decorated wooden doors with a desk off to the side of them. A woman sat behind the desk, peering up at Sesshomaru before letting her glance shift to Inuyasha, "Inuyasha has a meeting with Mr. Takahashi. Please make sure that they a not disturbed when he arrives." The name had the woman's eyes widened slightly, knowing full well just who Inuyasha was - everyone did at some sort of capacity.
"Of course."
Pressing a button, the doors opened and Sesshomaru lead Inuyasha into the office. It was huge, with a round table that house six chairs around it, a mini-fridge, a full bar off to the side, and a lounge area with a flat-screen TV. Right by the large, floor to ceiling window was a desk that started straight but held a corner at the left side of it. That corner was where the computer resided, with file holders organized on either side. Inuyasha couldn't remember the last time he was in this office, but he remembered that it wasn't a fond memory anyway.
"Take a seat and help yourself, I'm sure he won't mind. I'll walk you out when you two are done," the older brother stated before turning towards the door and closing it behind him.
Alone in the office, Inuyasha figured may as well take up the offer. Walking to the bar, he poured himself a glass of, what he assumed was, whiskey before taking a seat in the boss man's chair behind the desk. Turning it towards the window, he took a sip, looking over the cityscape with a sense of unease. He never liked corporate culture; never liked the whole confinement of office spaces. That's why the shop worked so well for himself - it gave him a sense of freedom that this never could. He didn't have to wear a stupid suit, either, which was always a bonus in his mind.
If he knew that, then why was he even entertaining the idea of listening to the man that had abandoned him?
Lost in his thoughts, he barely heard the door open but turned around to see the person who was his father standing in the middle of the office. He was tall (much taller than himself or Sesshomaru) but it was obvious that both himself and Sesshomaru were his sons. With molten amber, he stared down at his pup with a partially narrowed gaze, the color only highlighted by the blue stripes that framed his cheekbones. His long, silver hair was tied in a high ponytail, though it was hardly for professional reasons.
Lifting his feet, Inuyasha rested them on the desk in front of him before opening his arms at his sides with a sense of grandeur, "Well, here I am, pops."
"Still as pleasant as ever," Touga muttered before taking a few steps towards the desk, "I almost didn't believe Sesshomaru when he told me. Out." Gesturing for Inuyasha to get out of the chair, his son did as he was told, though only because he knew that he'd proudly managed to annoy his father less than a minute of them being in the same room together.
"I guess I was feeling generous. Time is money, y'know," he mocked, taking a seat on the opposite side of the desk as he watched his father sit down and brush off the dust his boots had left behind. Taking a sip of the whiskey he'd poured, he released it with a hiss before gesturing to the bar, "Hope you don't mind. Sesshomaru said I could help myself."
Touga peered towards the bar before finding the face of Inuyasha once again, "You can help yourself to whatever you want. You're my son."
That statement had Inuyasha scoffing as he rolled his eyes, "Coulda fooled me, old man," he murmured, only to have the man across from him release a low growl, "Oh fuck off with that. You know damn well I have every right to make those comments."
"It was a complicated situation - you know that," Touga replied, voice still holding that sense of warning and grit.
"Yeah. I was a scandal, so you made sure mom and I were hidden from public view like some sort of witness protection," Inuyasha hissed, lip curling upward, "Couldn't have the world knowing you bred a hanyou son-"
The sound of a fist hitting the desk cut Inuyasha off, looking up to see the crimson hue that vignetted his father's irises, Touga's own lip curled. No one managed to make him angry, but Inuyasha had managed to do it in two minutes flat. It wasn't as though Touga was angry at his son, but more so towards himself, though the younger inu-hanyou didn't realize that, "I did it to protect you," the deep bass of Touga held a twinge of weakness, if only for the fact that he had no idea how to portray just how honest his words were.
"Protect me from what? Your wife?" Inuyasha was leaning forward then, offensive stance held as he kept his heated gaze aimed at the man who sired him.
"And others," Touga replied almost cooly, a vast contrast from a few moments prior. They both fell silent after that, Touga releasing a heavy sigh after a few moments before leaning back in his chair and pinching the bridge of his nose, "I didn't invite you here to argue."
"Yeah, let's get down to that. Why is it, after forty years, you suddenly decide you want me a part of your life?" There was every intention to have it spoken with a sneer.
It took every ounce of Touga's patience to not snap back at the boy, simply shooting him an annoyed glare, "I've always wanted you a part of my life, Inuyasha. You've just rejected the idea."
That statement had the younger pup retreat somewhat, knowing deep down that he'd turned away every time Touga reached out a hand towards him. But he was bitter and vengeful, letting the narrative of his father having left himself and his human mother to struggle on their own. Growing up a hanyou had been difficult, but he'd been strong enough on his own to keep himself and his mother safe - no thanks to the man across from him, or so he thought.
"Your inheritance," Touga began, "You recall the sum of it, yes? The amount your mother left you."
"Yeah, what of it?" It had been a large sum - hefty and much more than Izayoi could have ever procured on her own. It was the reason he'd been able to open the shop and keep himself comfortable without much worry.
"I never stopped taking care of her or you, Inuyasha. I only did so the only way I knew I could," Touga began, staring down his youngest pup with a much softer expression than he had previously, "She'd only used what you two needed and saved the rest."
Inuyasha froze at that, looking over his father's face with a sense of disbelief before it morphed into that familiar anger once again, "So what? You think I owe you now, or somethin'? That why I'm here? For you to collect your debt by taking my shop and making me work for you?!" Climbing to his feet, he placed the glass down on the desk before resting both palms against it, leaning on it as he kept his unrelenting vengeful glare, "Well count me the fuck out. I don't even know why I even bothered coming here! I knew there was some sort of fucked up catch-"
"Inuyasha!" Touga bellowed, climbing to his own feet and taking the same stance as his son. As intimidating as Touga's stature was to most, Inuyasha didn't even flinch, simply matching his father's immense energy with his own, "You think me some evil villain that much?" He growled lowly, almost like some sort of wounded animal. He was wounded, perpetually plagued by the knowledge that he'd failed one of his blood as well one he loved so dearly.
"I don't know, father. I don't know you much at all now, do I?" Pushing himself off the desk Inuyasha folded his arms across his chest.
Touga mimicked his son, straightening but putting a hand in his pocket instead, "And whose fault is that?" he replied cooly, though there was obvious hurt in his tone, a glint of weakness that only his family were fortunate enough to see.
Snarling, lip curled up and fangs exposed, Inuyasha clenched his jaw out of pure frustration and resentment, "Fuck you," the words were laced in a very real growl, "I'm outta here. This was a waste of my god damn time."
Touga didn't stop him as he watched his son turn and walk out of the office. The pit in his stomach remained, however, and as he sat down in his chair, he couldn't help but run a hand down his face to calm himself.
Sesshomaru walked beside his absolutely fuming brother in silence; he'd heard snippets in their conversation but knew better than to interfere with whatever mess his father had created by falling in love with that human woman. That included his relationship with Inuyasha.
"It went well, I take it," Sesshomaru mused cooly and sarcastically, receiving a grunted 'shut up' in response from the younger brother.
At the elevator, Sesshomaru pulled out a card before handing it to Inuyasha, "Keep this. If you decide to come and visit again, you'll have access," he stated, seeing Inuyasha peering down at the card with skepticism. Opening to counter his older brother's words, Sesshomaru interrupted, "Just take it. Even if you never use it, there's no harm in keeping it." Scowling at the taller man, Inuyasha snatched it from his hand before pushing the elevator button.
"Thanks," the hanyou muttered reluctantly before stepping into the elevator and taking it on a ride down to the parking garage.
Closing the door to his car, he leaned his head back against the seat and ran both of his hands down the front of his face, "Fuckin' hell," he growled to himself before taking a deep breath and pulling out his phone. There were a few notifications but he only opened one.
[SMS received from: Kagome 🌞] - we still on for tonight? (seen ✔️)
A part of him calmed down at the thought of Kagome coming over later that day, but it was quickly replaced with uncertainty. How could he possibly drag her into the shit show that was his life? Those interactions with his family didn't happen often, but it was still too often by Inuyasha's standards. It often left him in a foul mood, which would cause fights with whoever he had been with at the time. All relationships before his ex didn't matter enough for him to care, but with her, it had caused many heartbreaking, vicious fights that left them either not speaking or sleeping at friend's places.
He didn't want that with Kagome, she didn't deserve it.
Maybe he was selfish or cruel, but he couldn't bring himself to deny her question, knowing full well that there was no way that he couldn't see her tonight.
[SMS sending to: Kagome 🌞] - why wouldn't we be? (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: Kagome 🌞] - just cofirming! i'll be over at 6, if that's okay? (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: Kagome 🌞] - that's perfect. (seen ✔️)
[SMS received from: Kagome 🌞] - okay! see you soon ❤️ (seen ✔️)
It had been too long since he'd seen her, even though it had only been a couple of days, and he knew that seeing her would be a good thing for him. Somehow, Kagome had this energy that seemed to turn almost anything negative into a positive. Still, there was that fear that he'd keep his sour mood for the night, and that was the last thing he wanted.
He'd deep cleaned his house the day before, making sure everything was spotless for when Kagome came over that night. It wasn't as though his house was all that dirty, but he knew that he wanted to make a decent impression so she didn't think he lived in squaller. Her apartment was as though it'd come out of a home decor magazine and Inuyasha's was just, well, normal. It had been the main reason they'd been at her apartment every time, but he knew that it wasn't fair to always bee using her home and he knew she was curious to know more about him. Inuyasha wasn't about to deny her that.
Having showered and changed, he wore what he typically did - jeans and a t-shirt - but neglected the toque and he knew she'd made that rule. Instead, he put his hair up on a high ponytail, feeling as though his hair would only annoy him throughout the night. His irritation level was already higher than usual, and the last thing he wanted was to snap while Kagome was around - even if she wasn't the one to cause it, he didn't want her seeing him that light. She'd already seen it once.
Having ordered food to arrive a little later after she arrived, he simply waited at the kitchen table, nursing a bourbon as he surfed on different websites aimlessly.
When Kagome rounded the street, she was slightly confused as to where she was; he lived in an apartment, didn't he? Yet, when her GPS told her that her 'destination was on the right', she couldn't help but stop the car and put it in park. Pulling out her phone, she rang the doorbell 21st century style by texting him that he was out front.
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - I'm out front, i think. (seen ✔️)
[SMS sending to: MechDaddy 🚗] - it's a house. is that right? (seen ✔️)
A few moments later, she saw the front door open and a familiar figure standing in the doorway waving for her to come in. Smiling brightly, his heart began to beat a little bit louder at the realization that she finally got to see him.
Climbing out of the car, it revealed the fact that she was wearing thigh-high white socks but the rest of her outfit was covered by the trendy beige trenchcoat she wore. Closing the door, she clicked the button to lock the car with a string of three beeps. Her white sneakers carried her towards the door, all the while smiling ear to ear when she got closer to him. Inuyasha's own smile mirrored her own, immediately leaning down to press a welcoming kiss to her lips. It was short, though both of them desired for it to be longer, but none less sweet.
"Hi," Kagome chirped as they pulled away, though still holding onto his shoulders.
"Hey," he replied, offering a toothy grin before giving her one more small kiss and pulling away to invite her in, "Let me take your coat," he offered, watching as Kagome began to untie the belt and undo the buttons while she scanned his home. A nervousness built up in his gut, wanting to know what she was thinking as she shrugged the jacket off to reveal the rest of her outfit. A high-waisted, baby blue skater skirt hung loosely over her hips, a heathered grey, long sleeve shirt covering her torso. It was a v-neck, which allowed Inuyasha to see just how well his marks had held up. that sight alone had his pupils dilating, enjoying the fact that she claimed by him, and anyone would know, if she showed them, "Damn. I did a number on you, hey?" he teased, only to see her gaze turn towards him with something akin to annoyance.
"I told you," she scolded, looking back towards the house to keep her silent investigation, "You didn't tell me you lived in a house," she emphasized, peering over her shoulder towards him. Her hair was down, raven in colour, and hanging in loose waves that hit the top of her tailbone - she looked beautiful.
"I didn't think it mattered," he explained before opening the closet and hanging up her jacket within it.
After kicking off her shoes, she walked down the hallway to the living room, taking in how simple, yet clean it was, "It's nice," she stated genuinely, turning her head to the modestly sized kitchen, "How many bedrooms?"
"Three," he replied, following her with a sense of uneasiness, "Mine is upstairs," he explained, seeing Kagome turn towards him with a grin.
"I guess I'll be seeing that later, won't I?"
"If we make it there," he countered just as teasingly, only to have Kagome giggle softly as she made her way towards the couch, "I have wine. Would you like some?"
Sitting down on the couch, she turned her body towards the back of it, resting her below there and letting her chin sit on her palm, "You have wine? Didn't think you were that type," she joked, biting down on her lower lip in playfulness.
"I'm not. Can't stand the stuff, but I know you are the type," he replied, grabbing the bottle and opening it before gabbing one of the only wine glasses he hand and pouring some for her.
"You're sweet," she stated as he handed her a glass and immediately took a sip while watching him pour himself a bourbon and make his way back towards her. With him sitting beside her, she turned her body so she was kneeling towards him. That same arm remained rested on the back of the couch, her side resting against the back cushions as she rested her temple against her knuckles, "How was your day?"
Of course she'd ask that question. She was always so invested in his life, asking what he was doing and how he was feeling - it was strange for someone to care that much.
Kagome kept her gaze on him, enjoying the fact that he kept to their rule of 'no hats' when they were alone together, and enjoying even more so the look of him with a ponytail. How was he so damn attractive? It wasn't fair, even though she knew she got to have him how she pleased - well, not fully. Showing him off would be the truest way she wanted him.
"Uh, fine?" He stated with a small shrug, which only had Kagome looking at him with skepticism.
"You sure about that?" she asked, noting the way that he hesitated and almost seemed uncomfortable by her asking, which hadn't happened before. Usually, he would just tell her if it was a shit day or just boring which Kagome could understand. Inuyasha eyed her with a narrowed gaze, having a flashback of how these conversations had happened with his ex.
"Yes," his tone was slightly more serious as if warning her to back off. Kagome felt confused by it, brows furrowing with concern as she relaxed and let her hand drop from the back of the couch.
"Yash, you okay?" there was so much genuine disquiet to her tone as she reached out a hand to rest it on his bicep. Inuyasha looked towards her with a slightly softened expression, despite the fact that he wanted to drop the subject. He was falling into an old pattern and, even though he acknowledged and was aware of it, he couldn't break out of it. Kagome inched closer to him then, letting the tense silence fall over them when he didn't give her an answer.
Putting her glass down on the coffee table, she reached a hand out to cup the cheek farthest from her before pressing a kiss to the one closest, "Okay. You don't have to tell me," she murmured. It was a statement he'd heard so many times, but this time it didn't hold any sense of the usual spite that came with it. There was genuine understanding in those words, quelling his irritation and pushing down any sort of frustration that threatened to come forth.
Pulling away from him, she coaxed his face to look at her, offering a small smile, "But you can talk to me about it, y'know. I wanna know." Inuyasha kept his gaze on hers, seeing that same welcoming warmth that she seemed to always offer him; he could get lost in it, enveloped in her mahogany hues. A gentle press to his kiss followed, Inuyasha happily returning the kiss to the point where he lifted his own free hand to cup her cheek. The kiss deepened some, Inuyasha drinking in her taste after not having it for the last few days, with Kagome returning with the same intensity.
When they finally broke from one another, Inuyasha brushed his nose against her own, "It was one of the worst days I've had in a while," he admitted, Kagome stroking his cheek soothingly with her thumb.
"Yeah? Want to talk about why?" The tone of her voice was low and kind, feeling him rest his forehead against her own.
"Nah. Don't wanna ruin the mood," he stated honestly, offering the hint of a smile, thankful that she seemed to understand what he needed. How was she so good at keeping him calm?
Returning the smile, she nodded in sympathy before pressing one more lingering kiss to his lips. Inuyasha had ever intention of deepening it when he heard a knock at the door. Even though he knew it was their food, he broke their kiss reluctantly, "That's dinner." Climbing from the couch, he walked towards the door, leaving Kagome to simply sit and sip at her wine as she watched him leave.
And what a view that was.
Grabbing the bag from the courier, he thanked them before walking back towards the living room, "Hope you're hungry," he stated while taking a seat back on the couch and putting the bag down.
Opening it, he pulled a few boxes and tubs out before reading the title on the top of the boxes and handing her one, "What's this?" she asked, opening the box to see a really delicious looking club sandwich, "Oh! Is this from that new deli?" The nod she got in response had her smiling, "I've been wanting to try it," she added before seeing the other tubs, "What's in those?"
"Mac n' Cheese, coleslaw and ceaser salad," he replied, hearing Kagome hum with approval. Looking towards her, he let a genuine smile form by tugging at the sides of his mouth, "I did good?"
"Real good."
Dinner was eaten with conversation in between, catching up with one another even though it had only been a few days since they'd seen each other. As badly as Kagome wanted to press more about his day, she refrained, feeling as though perhaps there was a rather sore spot beneath the reason why.
"Has Miroku teased you yet?" Kagome asked, having eaten half of her sandwich and some of each side, leaving her content and full.
Inuyasha shook his head, "Not yet. Friday. I'm mentally preparing for it. What about Sango?" Kagome went quiet after that question, a flush rising in her cheeks that had her lover eyeing her questioningly, "Kagome?"
"Uh-" she averted her gaze from him as she shrugged, though it was mostly out of discomfort, "She...came over right after you left," she answered honestly, feeling a little guilty about it as if she'd done something to be ashamed of. Inuyasha couldn't hide the amused expression that crossed his face, leaning closer to her with his head canted.
"Oh yeah? What'd you talk about?"
Kagome had no choice but to meet his gaze, face beat red from embarrassment, "Just about what happened, y'know how us girls are," she tried to deflect, though it was obvious that she was self-conscious. All Inuyasha could do with offer a cocked brow and a smug smirk.
"What happened?" he repeated, "And what did you tell her, Kagome?"
He was so close, his breath hot against her lips as he seemingly stalked her like some sort of prey. That familiar smell filled his nose, biting on his lower lip to stop himself from making an additional comment that could change the subject.
"I just told her that-" she swallowed, thighs closing closer together as if she was trying to hide her scent from him; she knew he could smell her and was using that to his advantage, "You're the best sex I've ever had," she admitted, immediately seeing Inuyasha's pupils blowing wide while he gave a low, very primal growl.
"Is that so?" He could easily say the same about her. The way even just this simple look of innocence had his cock twitching in his pants, yearning to see those doe eyes looking up at him as she begged. Those same eyes darted from his own to aimlessly look at a wall as she nodded, fists resting in her lap as she gripped the fabric of her skirt within them. Fuck, she was so god damn adorable, "I would say the same," he answered, rewarded by sharing his gaze with hers. With a claw-tipped hand, he gently cupped her chin and pressed a languid kiss to her lips, "Guess I gotta top Saturday, huh?"
"Fuck," he hissed, managing to straighten himself and take a rather wobbly step back as his lungs gasped for air. What he saw was his precious baby girl on her knees, cum dripping down her chin while still completely clothed. An open-mouthed smile formed on his lips as he took a step towards her to crouch in front of her, "Damn, I'm a lucky bastard," he hummed, taking his thumb to wipe the cum from her chin and push it into her mouth. Kagome happily took his whole thumb in her mouth, careful of his claw as she swallowed down every last drop.
"I'm a lucky girl," she murmured against his thumb after she'd released it. Cupping her cheek, he pulled her close to press a slow, wet kiss to her lips, humming against them at how good the taste of himself mixed with her essence was.
Kagome rested her hands on his chest, gripping his shirt as she continued the kiss, enjoying the slowed pace that they were setting. The kiss lasted for a few more moments before she broke it, only just enough for her breathe against his lips, "Did I make your day better?"
A warm chuckle left the man across from her, nodding his head as he gave her a slow peck to the lips, "So much better, baby," he murmured before reaching below her thighs and lifting to wrap her legs around his waist, "But we still have plenty of the night left, so I guess we better really make sure it sticks."
With a playful giggle, she happily pressed a kiss to his lips as he began to carry her to his bedroom, realizing that neither of them would be getting much sleep that night.