Chapter 25
Rainy Day Activities
Kagome was beginning to think the gods, themselves, were against her. Her and Inu Yasha, to be exact. The day had been so well planned. Kenmaru had a play date to go to the zoo with the little girl he'd met in the jumping booth. The girls parents had no problem with Kenmaru's ears and found them quite adorable. Sesshomaru and Rin were going to be off at another hospital function. Murphy, of Murphy's Law fame, had decided to meddle once again in her life. The beautiful spring day had dawned, cold and wet. Sesshomaru and Rin had left for their function. But, the play date had been postponed till next weekend. Putting off indefinitely the quiet afternoon alone in bed she and Inu Yasha had planned. Now she stood looking out the window in the kitchen door, as the rain fell in sheets. She heard Inu Yasha setting up Kenmaru's Omishi Theater DVD in the den, and soon the familiar music played softly through the house. She felt his presence as he entered the kitchen and moved behind her. Lifting her crossed arms slightly she felt his arms come around her holding her against him. "Kenmaru settled?"
"Mm hmm." He answered, resting his chin on her right shoulder. Nudging her hair out of the way he whispered in her ear, "Frustrated as I am?"
"Mm hmm." She answered leaning back into his embrace. She stiffened as his lips touched the skin of her neck, gliding softly up to her jaw. "Inu Yasha?"
"Shhh. Quiet Doc, unless you want the pup to join us. I can at least lower your frustration level. Move your arms." He whispered urgently.
She complied lifting her right arm to rest her hand in the silk of his hair. Her left arm hanging loosely at her side. His hands traveled slowly down to the waistband of her slacks. She felt his fingers fiddle with the button for a moment, before the fabric loosened. One hand, slid into her slacks the slight pressure unzipping them as his fingers sought her center. The other hand moved upwards stopping below her breasts, his claws tracing their outline. She turned her head to meet his eyes, only to have his mouth cover hers in an inferno of passion.
Pulling away she tried to speak, "Inu Yasha...." she moaned as his fingers slipped over her sensitive nub on their way to her moist core. She moaned as he fingers performed their magic, she could only hope Kenmaru wouldn't come in.
"Shut up, Doc." He replied, "You need this and I want to..." He thrust a finger into her moist center, careful not to cut her with his claws. "...feel you come all over my hand." He reclaimed her lips as he started a rhythm. The hand below her breast held her close to his chest, keeping her upright as her legs turned to jello. Inu Yasha closed his eyes as he pulled her tighter to him. The tightness of her pants constrained the movements of his hand, he felt her hips begin to buck in time to his thrust.
The hand that had rested lightly in his hair, moved to the ear she could reach. Rubbing the furry triangle in strong, gentle circles, drawing moans from his throat. The hand that had been hanging limply at her waist reached forward pushing against the door. The heat from her hand, fogging the window. As her delicious torture of his ears continued, he thrust his hips gently into her. The feel of his masculine hardness pressing against her destroyed her defenses. With a gasp she surrendered completely to him.
He swallowed each of her moans and gasp of pleasure, of the woman before him. As she lost herself to his touch, a profound sense of male pride surging through him. The racing of her heart, the panting of her breath, the tightening of her muscles told him she was close. He increased his speed. He swallowed her scream of fulfillment, as her body began to tremble.
She felt him remove his fingers from her. His hand sliding slowly out of her panties and slacks. Pulling back she watched as he brought his fingers to his lips. She opened her eyes watching as he sucked each of his fingers into his mouth. His eyes dark with his passion, he whispered, "You taste good, Doc."
She was about to answer when Kenmaru's voice sounded behind them. "Inu Yasha? Can you put the next movie in for me."
"What if Mommy does it for you, sweetie. While Inu Yasha fixes us some lunch." She asked fastening her pants. "I'll be right there, why don't you go get the movie."
"Kay." the boy chirped before running off.
Moving around him, she whispered. "I'll be back to take care of you in a minute."
"Don't be to long." He whispered back. His ears twitched catching each footstep she made. He heard the soft whoosh of the DVD player opening. The rattling of the disc as it was removed and placed back in its case. The sharp clack of the case as it was opened, followed by the softer click of the disc releasing. He almost trembled in anticipation as he heard the soft whoosh again as the drawer pulled itself back into the machine. The whisper soft tread of her feet back to the kitchen, and his carefully constructed walls crashed to the floor. He began to tremble at the thought of her promised touch.
Kagome noticed the almost imperceptible tremors running through him. His ears flicking back and forth screaming his excitement. Crossing to the refrigerator she watched as those very expressive ears drooped slightly. She pulled out a head of cabbage and some green onions. His eyes followed her as she moved to the island in the center of the large room. Placing them on the butcher block surface she pulled the knife from sheath at the edge of the table and laid it next to them. Crooking her finger she motioned for him to come to her.
With a sigh of regret he crossed to her. "Hungry?" he asked.
"Mm hmm. Won't cut your self, will you?" She asked sinking to her knees, her back against the island. She almost laughed as his ears pricked up and he shook his head. Her hands grasped his hips positioning him in front of her. "Good."
When she'd crossed to the refrigerator, Inu Yasha had wilted. But the feel of her hands working at the button of his jeans revived him. At her whispered encouragement to begin fixing lunch, he lifted the knife and began carefully cutting the vegetables before him.
Hr lips touched his aching length lightly her hands holding him place. Her tongue swirled around the tip. Just at that moment, the discordant jangle of tones, that was the phone sounded. He was pleased to hear her own sound of aggravation as she moved to the offending piece of technology.
"Moshi moshi?" He saw her face fall, "What happened Ayume?" There was a pause as she listened intently. Mouthing "Gomen" she continued to listen. "I know it hurts.... you caught him where with who?"