~ * ~ Chapter 4: On the Down Low ~ * ~

Sango looked into the rapidly moving crowd for her best friend. The fire alarm went off about a minute ago and Kagome was nowhere to be seen.

The bad thing was, neither was Sesshoumaru. . .

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The air in his car was full of anticipation and promise of things to come; they were going to his house so they could be alone.

Thank the Lord!

Kagome rolled the tinted windows down to catch some fresh air. There was too much excitement for her. Sesshoumaru hadn't said a word since they left the club. She forgot he was always a careful driver.

She smiled and let her head rest on the seatbelt. It would be another good twenty minutes until they arrived to his house. Well, maybe more like a mansion.

She started to drift off when she thought of something.

"What about Inuyasha, is he home?"

Sesshoumaru thought about it for a second then shrugged his shoulders. Kagome grinned and muttered

"Shit for brains." He chuckled good-naturedly, which was something he hardly ever did. He stopped at the intersection, "Well, just go to my house. Kikyo is supposed to be at Yura's but I know she's with the Naraku guy and Sota's playing some video game with Sango's brother; probably Resident Evil Zero." She muttered the last part. Honestly, she didn't know what her brother saw in that game, the movie was scarier.

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Kagome moved her tiny hands to his thigh and caressed it lightly. She grinned when he shuddered, a reaction to her fluttering her torturous fingers up his thigh.

The light turned green and Sesshoumaru was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. Another shudder passed through his being and he stepped on the gas pedal. At this speed, they would be at her house in three minutes tops.

He was getting impatient.

"Aww, fuck it!" He stopped the car off the road and turned the engine off. Her house was too traditional for him anyway. He reached over and unbuckled Kagome's seatbelt; she wouldn't need it.

Her pulse quickened when she saw the intensity of his eyes; there was only one time when his eyes would burn a whole in her body like that. He pulled that lever that lowered the seat and switched their positions, so that she straddled him. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and slammed her lips against his.

It was like trying to grab something out of a fire, those lips of hers, knowing you're going to get burned but caring not at all. He tried to part her lips with his tongue but she shook her head, smiling against his lips. She trailed hot, wet kisses down his jaw line and down towards his neck where she felt the coldness of that necklace he always wore. She disregarded it and started to unbutton his baby blue Oxford shirt.

The first skin-on-skin contact was pure torture. It had been months since she'd seen him, very painful months that she thought she would die without his touch.

'Family vacations, go figure.'

Sesshoumaru massaged her scalp at the base of her neck. He hit a sensitive spot. He started to weave his long artist fingers in her hair when she unbuttoned his shirt. It was incredibly hot in the car. Could it get that hot? There was steam fogging the windows already. Kagome successfully got his shirt off and started to kiss her way back up to his face. She could feel his heat through her thin cashmere/silk dress.

He pulled on the zipper of her dress and unclasped the clasp on her bra and pulled the whole dress over her head. After that was done, he pressed her body almost fully against his, his breath hitching at the scorching heat. His body was hard and taunt all over. All over. Sesshoumaru shifted her body up some more so he could suckle on her breasts. She gave a breathy moan when he twirled a nipple between his teeth. She could feel his erection invading her personal space. If this was what it felt like before to be with him, then she could give up her space for a lifetime.

'Well, someone did say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I guess it could work with a body?'

Sesshoumaru lowered the seat again so he could have her breasts push against his face completely. He kicked his shoes off and used his toes to begin taking his pants off. Kagome helped lift his hips and unbuckle the leather belt, his boxers coming off with everything else. He could feel the wetness soaking up her thongs. He moved her back down and lubricated his manhood with her juices. She gave a throaty moan when he entered her slowly, so slowly.

"Stay, just stay right there."

This was the only way she could feel complete, like she was filling a piece that was missing for so long. She buried her face in the crook of his neck a bit the tender flesh that was there and tasting the salty sweat that manifested itself on his skin. He moved his hands to her hips and jerked his hips up. He groaned at the feeling of her surrounding him. And to think, he almost forgot what it felt like and what she tasted like.

'I'll be remembering that pretty soon, though.'

She pushed down when he pushed up roughly, and soon they were dancing the lovers' dance created so long ago. Whoever 'invented' sex, she wished she could thank them. He could feel the end coming for him, but decided to wait on her for a change. He started to whisper her name over and over like a mantras, as if the three syllables could keep him in his current state longer. But alas, all things must come to an end. She screamed his name as she came, spilling her juices all over him and the seat. He came shortly after, his seed bursting into her in powerful spurts.

Kagome kissed him lazily on the chin then draped her arms around the headrest, putting their bodies in full contact again. God, it that wasn't the damnable thing, they soiled another seat.

"Don't worry about. How about I get you home."

When he looked at her, she was already sleeping. . .

A/N: Hey here, sorry for the delay, but I kept leaving the chapter in my locker and I had to study for my polyatomic ions tests (5 of them). Yes, chemistry is a bitch, but I love her!

R/R