Chapter 25
A Sinful Dance.
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Inu Yasha licked his suddenly dry lips as the shadow behind the screen turned around, now side view, so that the size of her breast could be shown off. The song had already begun, and the figure raised an arm up and let her other hand caress down it as she seductively began to crouch down, the arm still up. She turned around, putting her back to the crowd and swayed her hips while beginning to stand back up. She continued to sway her hips slowly to the music, teasing the crowd and driving Inu Yasha to the brink of lunacy.
The figure's shadow made it obvious that it had just removed the first article of clothing and threw it over the screen.
It was a black, silk suit jacket, and Inu Yasha realized he was panting slightly and that he couldn't keep his arousal down; he was only male. He didn't care, he just wanted to watch. The figure's shadow then turned around, facing the crowd, and her hip made a very seductive thrusting movement and swayed to the side. The fingers slowly and teasingly played along her sides, down to her hips, then one hand slid down over to her inner thigh and back to her hip, causing Inu Yasha's arousal to twitch.
The other figures behind the screens stayed still, unmoving from their position like still life, and the shadows made them have the appearance of wearing nothing behind the scenes.
She suddenly slid her pants down in one fluid movement, and let it slide down and poll at her feet; which she tossed aside. It slid away to the side, away from the screen. Inu Yasha tried to remember how to breath and stared at the piece of clothing. It was a matching black silk pants. The whole outfit seemed like a business suit for the mafia for the godfather or something. The figure was back to side view, her arms up, letting her hips sway and she bended a knee to make her leg rub against her other leg. The music suddenly sopped and the lights went out on the stage.
Inu Yasha was frustrated that the sweet torture had ended, and softly growled. The crowd was still staring up at the stage, waiting and watching intently.
The lights went back on from above the stage, revealing a woman with a black hat on, hiding her face since she was looking down. Two girls slid down the pole and the beat to " all that jazz" started. Kagome looked up and winked at the crowd.
'Tonight's going to be a long night.' Inu Yasha thought as a smirk graced his lips as Kagome's set her eyes on him for a moment.
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Sango tossed around in her sleep, Miroku oblivious to the fact that Sango was being plagued by dreams. Dreams she couldn't escape.
~*~::Dream::~*~
Sango found herself in the room, the bodies still in their spot where Sango had left them, except for the certain body under the white sheet. She looked down and realized she was wearing a white nightgown and she was barefooted. She mechanically started to walk towards the body, and each step seemed so real, so cold on the shiny, white tile floor.
Sango stood only a foot away from the corpse, and she slowly reached for the white sheets, but the sheets move away from her. The body sat up, and the sheets slid down, revealing everything that horrified Sango. The body was all flesh and meat. She could see the meaty muscles twitch as it moved to look at her.
It stared at her, not blinking at all. Of course it couldn't blink, it's eyelids were gone too. The dry, pale blue eyes stared at her, and she stared back. She tried to back away, but the things hand shot out and grabbed her forearm. It was so wet, so slick, and so hot, burning hot. Sango screamed.
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"Sango?" Mirkou yelled as he tried to calm down his lover. Sango gave a blood curling scream again and thrashed around the bed.
"Sango?" Miroku yelled again, grabbing her arms and restraining her on the bed. "Wake up!"
Sango gave a whimper and her eyes shot open, staring widely at Miroku.
"Mioku…" She whimpered.
Miroku got off of, kissing her head and stroked it. "It's alright, baby. You're safe."
"Miroku, hold me." Sango whimpered again.
Miroku sighed softly and held her, "what's wrong?"
Sango made another whimpering noise and just hid her face on his chest.
"Shh… it's alright. Just go to sleep, we'll talk in the morning." Miroku whispered as he kissed the top of her head softly.
Sango stayed there, feeling safe in her lover's arms. She wanted it to stay this way, forever. For her to feel safe and that she wouldn't have more of those nightmares. Sango fell asleep, cradled by Miroku, breathing softly and dreaming of nothing. Miroku sighed and laid back down with her, wondering what could have made his girlfriend scream and go into hysterics like that.
~*~
Inu Yasha was panting over the girl on the stage that was effortlessly seducing the crowd, just by swaying her hip and dancing to the beat with the other girls as backup.
Kagome looked down at Inu Yasha and raised her arms, ran her hands through her hair and trailed it down her neck to her chest, right between the cleavage.
Inu Yasha gulped and stared at her, a lot of impish ideas going through his mind of what he could do with her when he finally got her to be alone with him.
The girl smiled devilishly and strode towards him off the stage, swaying her hips a little more and her hands placed on her hips.
She stood right in front of him, legs slightly apart, and Inu Yasha got a really good look at what she was wearing. Black high heels with fishnet stockings, black lacey corset and a really, really short skirt that was so short, that one lean forward and anybody could see the color, size, and brand of your underwear.
She leaned forward to Inu Yasha's ear, and let her breath caress the side of his face and neck.
"After I'm through with this dance," She whispered seductively, "You'll think sex seems like church."
Inu Yasha gulped and had to restrain from grabbing her and just doing what ever he wanted with her small, sexy body.
Kagome smirked , then licked the side of his face and gave it a peck. She seductively swayed her hips while walking back to the stage, continuing the seductive, sinful dance.
Inu Yasha stared at her wide eyed, his breathing was short and quick. 'My god, she's tempting me just to fuck her right there.'
~*~
After Kagome's performance, she walked over to Inu Yasha from the stage. She smiled down at him and gave his a soft chaste kiss, and when Inu Yasha tried to deepen it, she pulled away.
"My dance isn't finished, you know." Kagome whispered.
"Huh?"
"This is MY sinful dance." Kagome replied in a silky, seductive tone.
She sat on his lap and proceeded to give him a lap dance.
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A/n: guess what, I begged my parents not to take me to Lake Tahoe, 'cause my cousin is coming to, and she is sooo annoying, I almost hate her with a passion. Almost, but I love my other cousin.
Next chapter is….
Sinful Dance II
A Sinful Dance.
~*~
Inu Yasha licked his suddenly dry lips as the shadow behind the screen turned around, now side view, so that the size of her breast could be shown off. The song had already begun, and the figure raised an arm up and let her other hand caress down it as she seductively began to crouch down, the arm still up. She turned around, putting her back to the crowd and swayed her hips while beginning to stand back up. She continued to sway her hips slowly to the music, teasing the crowd and driving Inu Yasha to the brink of lunacy.
The figure's shadow made it obvious that it had just removed the first article of clothing and threw it over the screen.
It was a black, silk suit jacket, and Inu Yasha realized he was panting slightly and that he couldn't keep his arousal down; he was only male. He didn't care, he just wanted to watch. The figure's shadow then turned around, facing the crowd, and her hip made a very seductive thrusting movement and swayed to the side. The fingers slowly and teasingly played along her sides, down to her hips, then one hand slid down over to her inner thigh and back to her hip, causing Inu Yasha's arousal to twitch.
The other figures behind the screens stayed still, unmoving from their position like still life, and the shadows made them have the appearance of wearing nothing behind the scenes.
She suddenly slid her pants down in one fluid movement, and let it slide down and poll at her feet; which she tossed aside. It slid away to the side, away from the screen. Inu Yasha tried to remember how to breath and stared at the piece of clothing. It was a matching black silk pants. The whole outfit seemed like a business suit for the mafia for the godfather or something. The figure was back to side view, her arms up, letting her hips sway and she bended a knee to make her leg rub against her other leg. The music suddenly sopped and the lights went out on the stage.
Inu Yasha was frustrated that the sweet torture had ended, and softly growled. The crowd was still staring up at the stage, waiting and watching intently.
The lights went back on from above the stage, revealing a woman with a black hat on, hiding her face since she was looking down. Two girls slid down the pole and the beat to " all that jazz" started. Kagome looked up and winked at the crowd.
'Tonight's going to be a long night.' Inu Yasha thought as a smirk graced his lips as Kagome's set her eyes on him for a moment.
~*~
Sango tossed around in her sleep, Miroku oblivious to the fact that Sango was being plagued by dreams. Dreams she couldn't escape.
~*~::Dream::~*~
Sango found herself in the room, the bodies still in their spot where Sango had left them, except for the certain body under the white sheet. She looked down and realized she was wearing a white nightgown and she was barefooted. She mechanically started to walk towards the body, and each step seemed so real, so cold on the shiny, white tile floor.
Sango stood only a foot away from the corpse, and she slowly reached for the white sheets, but the sheets move away from her. The body sat up, and the sheets slid down, revealing everything that horrified Sango. The body was all flesh and meat. She could see the meaty muscles twitch as it moved to look at her.
It stared at her, not blinking at all. Of course it couldn't blink, it's eyelids were gone too. The dry, pale blue eyes stared at her, and she stared back. She tried to back away, but the things hand shot out and grabbed her forearm. It was so wet, so slick, and so hot, burning hot. Sango screamed.
~*~
"Sango?" Mirkou yelled as he tried to calm down his lover. Sango gave a blood curling scream again and thrashed around the bed.
"Sango?" Miroku yelled again, grabbing her arms and restraining her on the bed. "Wake up!"
Sango gave a whimper and her eyes shot open, staring widely at Miroku.
"Mioku…" She whimpered.
Miroku got off of, kissing her head and stroked it. "It's alright, baby. You're safe."
"Miroku, hold me." Sango whimpered again.
Miroku sighed softly and held her, "what's wrong?"
Sango made another whimpering noise and just hid her face on his chest.
"Shh… it's alright. Just go to sleep, we'll talk in the morning." Miroku whispered as he kissed the top of her head softly.
Sango stayed there, feeling safe in her lover's arms. She wanted it to stay this way, forever. For her to feel safe and that she wouldn't have more of those nightmares. Sango fell asleep, cradled by Miroku, breathing softly and dreaming of nothing. Miroku sighed and laid back down with her, wondering what could have made his girlfriend scream and go into hysterics like that.
~*~
Inu Yasha was panting over the girl on the stage that was effortlessly seducing the crowd, just by swaying her hip and dancing to the beat with the other girls as backup.
Kagome looked down at Inu Yasha and raised her arms, ran her hands through her hair and trailed it down her neck to her chest, right between the cleavage.
Inu Yasha gulped and stared at her, a lot of impish ideas going through his mind of what he could do with her when he finally got her to be alone with him.
The girl smiled devilishly and strode towards him off the stage, swaying her hips a little more and her hands placed on her hips.
She stood right in front of him, legs slightly apart, and Inu Yasha got a really good look at what she was wearing. Black high heels with fishnet stockings, black lacey corset and a really, really short skirt that was so short, that one lean forward and anybody could see the color, size, and brand of your underwear.
She leaned forward to Inu Yasha's ear, and let her breath caress the side of his face and neck.
"After I'm through with this dance," She whispered seductively, "You'll think sex seems like church."
Inu Yasha gulped and had to restrain from grabbing her and just doing what ever he wanted with her small, sexy body.
Kagome smirked , then licked the side of his face and gave it a peck. She seductively swayed her hips while walking back to the stage, continuing the seductive, sinful dance.
Inu Yasha stared at her wide eyed, his breathing was short and quick. 'My god, she's tempting me just to fuck her right there.'
~*~
After Kagome's performance, she walked over to Inu Yasha from the stage. She smiled down at him and gave his a soft chaste kiss, and when Inu Yasha tried to deepen it, she pulled away.
"My dance isn't finished, you know." Kagome whispered.
"Huh?"
"This is MY sinful dance." Kagome replied in a silky, seductive tone.
She sat on his lap and proceeded to give him a lap dance.
~*~
A/n: guess what, I begged my parents not to take me to Lake Tahoe, 'cause my cousin is coming to, and she is sooo annoying, I almost hate her with a passion. Almost, but I love my other cousin.
Next chapter is….
Sinful Dance II