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Author's Notes: So this chapter/story is more on the mature side. And there is a considerable AGE DIFFERENCE(12 years to be exact) between Kagome and the male protagonist I have chosen. If this is a thing that bothers you, then please don't read it; otherwise, I have no sympathy for you and your self-flagellation.
Author's Notes 2: Thomas Andre is roughly 6 feet 4 inches tall. 160Lbs.
Kagome blinked her eyes in annoyance as she listened to China's S-rank Liu Zhigang babble. The man had a knack for rubbing people the wrong way. And in all the years' Kagome had accompanied Thomas to these Hunter Association Meetings, this mad had been a thorn in her foot.
"I'm just saying, Miss Higurashi, if you come to China, you'd get the recognition you deserve for your skill and talent in Traditional Chinese Medicine."
Not caring about social propensity, Kagome rolled her eyes and sighed loudly.
"Mr. Liu Zhigang, no matter how many times you ask, I'll always say no," Kagome said, allowing a lazy smile to curl her lips. "I'm loyal to those in my small group. And your repeatedly asking me makes you come off as a bratty child. I know you are older than me by at least nine years."
The sour look he gave had Kagome nodding her head. She did not want to be here. There were too many things on her mind. Thirty-two years ago, she'd woken up once more in this world. Jinwoo had yet to be born. The first person she met was an eighteen-year-old, Thomas Andre, who was bleeding and bruised.
Instinct had kicked in, and Kagome had healed him. Thus forming an unshakable bond. But at some point, Kagome realized she didn't see him as a friend anymore. And had tested the waters. Rejection hurts. But Kagome knew the heart would always want what it wanted, even fifteen years later. And it had nothing to do with not trying to date others.
Turning away from Liu, a cold smile on her lips, Kagome met the dark gaze of Jinwoo Sung. Raising her eyebrows as Jinchul Woo leaned in to speak to him. The slight twist of the former's lips as he walked toward her had Kagome chuckling internally.
"Miss Higurashi, this is Koreas' newest S-Rank Hunter, Jinwoo Sung," Jinchul said as an introduction.
Lifting her glass of champagne as she looked up, Kagome saw the recognition in his eyes. As well as a question best not asked aloud.
"Hunter Sung, it's a pleasure," Kagome said as she shifted her gaze to Jinchul and deliberately scanned him from head to toe and back again. "And Hunter Woo, seeing a handsome man like yourself is always a pleasure.
The instant blush on Jinchul's face was worth the teasing in each lifetime. He was a very attentive man once you broke through his barriers.
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Jinwoo had felt her presence before seeing her. When Jinchul spoke softly, explaining "whose" companion she was, Jinwoo felt an odd sense of curiosity about the story. Yet he could tell she held no malice towards him, beating Thomas Andre to a pulp. Instead, she said he deserved it.
Watching her made Jinchul uncomfortable(again, another story he was sure about, and from a life, he didn't recall?)with her gaze was amusing. When he asked her, Kagome had only said she preferred blonds. Thus making Jinchul politely(albeit hurriedly) excuse himself.
"Arrived about thirty-two years ago, and yes, been friends with him since then," Kagome chirped as soon as Jinchul was gone.
Blinking slowly, Jinwoo looked down at the woman. He knew she was like himself, not what she appeared to be. In fact, he could tell she was unhappy and being short due to not wanting to discuss her situation further.
"You look nice," Jinwoo said, and he meant it.
He was not very fashion-conscious. But his sister had magazines she looked at from time to time. The sleek, form-fitting red dress Kagome was wearing had been featured in one. The rich red highlighted her pale skin bringing out a light flush, making Kagome glow naturally. At the same time, her dark hair(which he knew was wavy) was pulled up into a classic bun with a few strands free to frame her small oval face.
"Thank you, though this is boring. They're always boring."
Arching an eyebrow, Jinwoo waited.
"I'm ready to leave."
Lifting his wine glass and sipping to hide his smile, Jinwoo met Kagome's blue gaze. He did not need to ask; he waited for her to continue.
"Beru, please."
He felt his eyebrows jump, earning a sweet-sounding laugh.
"I like to 'fly,' Jinwoo."
Understanding her meaning, he watched as Kagome set her now empty champagne glass on a tray before turning to leave. Silently he summoned Beru to meet her and take Kagome home. And reminded Beru to be discreet, as he didn't need a repeat of the issue he had with Kaiser in Korea.
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Beru felt a sense of amazement. This tiny human woman cried out in exhilaration as he flew through the air. Her urging him to go faster as she squirmed on his back let him know she was not scared of him or the speed at which he was flying.
Yet his master told him to be discreet.
However, at the sight of the nine-story building, slightly dilapidated in a poorer-looking neighborhood, Beru wondered if she got the address wrong.
Slowing as he descended to the rooftop, Before felt the tiny woman, Kagome, slide from his back. She did so with skill that could only come from experience.
"This way, please, Beru."
At her politely spoken words, Beru followed. His eyes went wide in wonder as she used a finger to unlock the door and head down the dark stairwell. When a sharp clap echoed in the dark, a bright light filled his vision, and Beru instinctively drew back.
A very nice(and out of place) apartment was illuminated. The floor was polished hardwood. The walls were painted a soft beige and gray. It was very open and inviting with its high vaulted ceilings. And Beru could tell a lot of work went into renovating this space to make it look that way. And this knowledge was proof he didn't just watch historical K-dramas.
"Thank you, Beru! Can you lean down, please?"
Not thinking, Beru leaned down only to feel like he was floating. The tiny woman hugged him and kissed on his cheek next to his mandible.
"You are the best boy, Beru."
The moment she let him go, Beru fled. The smile on her lips burned into his mind. Quickly he melded into the shadows and returned to his master. The look from the others had Beru preening.
"Beru?"
The soft inquiry from his master had Beru stiffening.
"The tiny lady is home safe. She rewarded me with a hug and kiss. Praised me as the best boy, master," Beru replied.
The feeling of shock he got from his master before a sigh was heard left Beru a bit confused. However, he'd never question his master. However, he felt the annoyance of Igris, Iron, and the others. Not that he cared.
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Thomas frowned. His eyes roamed the apartment. He had gone to the little after-party to see Jinwoo Sung. Once that was done, he looked for Kagome. Only to learn from his assistant that she had left after conversing with Jinwoo. Who, when asked, smiled and said she mentioned going home.
So, of course, he had gone to the house first. He'd experienced annoyance at her not being there before recalling she'd bought their old apartment building. It had been their first real home after he began pro wrestling.,
Thomas was more than aware of how sentimental Kagome could be or was. Especially after thirty-two years of being around each other.
Well aware that Kagome was loyal to him and him alone. Thomas also kept her secret that even before the gates appeared and humans began to awaken, she had the unique ability to heal. It was something that Thomas could never forget.
He'd been badly hurt after a brawl and had collapsed in an alley. Only to have a tiny blue-eyed Asian child in tattered clothes come up and hug him.
The soft silver glow armed his body as it healed faster than most B and A-rank healers could do. Though when she passed out immediately after, he'd panicked. Ultimately, he took her to a local back alley doctor who did Traditional Chinese Medicine. Thomas learned Kagome's name and that she was an abandoned child the doctor took in and had been teaching TMC too.
Shaking his head as he walked through the remodeled ninth floor, Thomas knew if she came back here, whatever was bothering Kagome (especially about him) meant she was ready to make a choice. It left him feeling cold inside.
Opening Kagome's bedroom door and scanning the dim interior, Thomas went still. There was the limited edition dress he'd gotten for her. When the sound of the joint bathroom door opened, Thomas turned his head and froze. There stood Kagome, naked, her body flushed from the shower, with a towel over her head as steam billowed out around her.
The way her blue eyes just stared at him before she walked toward him, then past as she continued drying her hair, triggered his temper. Reaching out, Thomas grasped Kagome's thin wrist and stopped her.
"Let go, Thomas."
He knew he was frowning at Kagome's words and tone. Gripping her wrist a bit tighter, Thomas pulled lightly(so as not to hurt her), forcing Kagome to turn and face him. He was long used to Kagome's lack of modesty(and being nude) around him. And, with ease, kept his gaze on her face.
"Thomas."
The low warning in her voice had him shaking his head no. They needed to talk. Thomas had no clue what he'd done to irritate her and deserve this treatment. He had been accused of spoiling her, indulging and favoring Kagome. And he never denied it.
"Dammit, Thomas! Don't be an ass!"
Gripping her wrist tighter, Thomas dragged Kagome behind him as he walked to her bed. Sitting down, he pulled Kagome so she fell over his lap before placing his casted arm on her upper back, pinning her, freeing his other hand.
"Don't you dare!"
Grinning, Thomas lifted his free hand and swung down, spanking Kagome's bare ass. The loud, crisp crack of skin on skin filled the room. He could count how many times he'd disciplined Kagome over the years and had only spanked her once. No, Twice now.
"You jerk! Let! Me! Go!"
Arching an eyebrow, Thomas lifted his hand and brought it down hard as he spoke, "No."
A slew of colorful expletives followed the gasp he got as his hand connected. Feeling a mix of amusement and annoyance, Thomas continued to spank her.
After the sixth time, he paused when a low moan came from Kagome. Thomas looked from her inflamed backside to see her hands had been lifted to hide her face. The towel she'd been using was on the floor, forgotten. So there was no way he could mistake the kind of moan that was. And Thomas knew she went to BDSM Clubs.
Slowly Thomas let his hand slide to Kagome's thighs. It drew another low man from Kagome as his palm felt the wetness seeping from between her tightly pressed legs. Thomas couldn't help but react physically. He was fifty but wasn't dead and still a man. And he was more than aware of how beautiful and alluring Kagome was.
"P-please don't, Th-Thomas!"
The soft, needy whimper from Kagome had him moving his thumb and drawing a shudder from her. Thomas knew of Kagome's desire for him, and he'd rejected her hard when she was eighteen, just becoming legal. And while he did not care about the twelve-year gap, society did at that time.
Afterwards, Kagome acted as if nothing had happened. Then after she turned twenty-four, she tried to date. Thomas liked that, and he scared those unworthy idiots away. Then proceeded to act like an idiot with gifts and favors. Like the dress she'd worn tonight. He knew he wanted her, desired her. But all he'd gotten was thank yous. She was leaving him to feel as if he had missed his chance.
But this reaction of Kagome being passive. A thing so, unlike Kagome, Thoams knew better now. It made things a bit easier.
Slowly he stroked Kagomeswith his fingers before applying pressure and allowing one to slip between her thighs. The slickness that coated it as it brushed against her slit was proof of her arousal.
"Thomas!"
Chuckling, Thomas continued moving his pointer(index) finger. It became easier as Kagome wiggled, shifting her thighs apart. The small shudders and smothered cries with each swipe along the folds of her cunt. He was careful not to enter to torture Kagome.
Each slow swipe had Kagome squirming more and more. IT made Thomas feel elated. That Kagome was fighting her enjoyment of his actions stroked his ego.
"Thomas Andre! Sto- oh wow!"
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In seconds her body was folded in half, so she was able(Not by choice) to watch as Thomas buried his face in her pussy. The sight of his tongue running from one end to the other of her slit was erotic. For some reason, it heightened her senses. Swallowing as she lifted her eyes, Kagome saw Thomas watching her, watching him.
Kagome wanted to look away but couldn't. Thomas was the predator, and she the prey. And while she was already being eaten (literally), Kagome didn't want to be devoured.
Yet Kagome could feel her core begin to clench as Thomas' tongue teased its entrance. Then he lifted her and buried his face as she climaxed a fourth time. Euphoria and exhaustion rushed through her body.
A low rumbling growl was the last thing she heard as her body finally gave in. Kagome trusted Thomas and knew he'd take care of her.
THE END!