Since her room was directly across and she didn't want to open the door the same time as Kikyou-sama, Kagome waited and watched until the vision of ancient geisha finished opening the door and rose to enter. As the door started sliding shut, Kagome paid attention to the body centimeters behind her and cocked her head to the hand lightly resting on her shoulder. "Sango-chan?"
It was an open invitation, despite her friend merely saying her name. Suddenly aware her hands were still shaking from nerves, Sango practically yanked the appendage away to hide her unsettled state and set her jaw. "You can go next Kagome-chan."
Knowing her friend well enough in some aspects, also being so close, Kagome heard the tightness in Sango-chan's voice and the minute unease in her words. The quiet bump of wood against wood snapped the pair to the matter at hand. Kagome took a deep breath, set her jaw, raised a shaking hand to tug on her tie, and walked to the door holding her latest partner. Instead of doing as her hostess, Kagome remained standing and tugged the wood and paper door open.
Most clients that came to this hotel were men almost twice Kagome's age or going on her father's age. Every time, doing a routine practically every man agreed to, Kagome was forced to swallow the partial disgust through knowledge of where her money came from and that she wouldn't easily survive anywhere else, especially by herself. Accompanying disgust came hidden fantasies which were normally lived out to fake a meeting and try to find pleasure. Some men were turned by a woman's enjoyment and were considerate in that aspect. Sometimes, she was lucky to encounter a man around her age or a tad younger than her. When that happened, it was a little easier to get through the time span they needed.
With the knowledge and experience of eight years, figuring businessmen and the age groups, Kagome assumed she would be dealing with someone twice her twenty-six years or more. There was no reason to think differently. So after sliding the door and hurrying in to shut it, Kagome received a shock when she let herself fully look at her companion.
He was young...at least younger than she expected. He stood next to the balcony doors he opened for some reason, allowing a cool breeze to ruffle mid-back length hair and bangs down to his nose. He must've wanted to see if there was a view; or perhaps he was bored. He turned to face her, quietly sliding the shouji shut in the process. She was given a modest view of his body, shrouded in a thick sweater and baggy blue jeans, but it didn't stop her imagination. By the width of his shoulders and slimness of both hip and waist, Kagome surmised the man worked out.
He seemed to realize she was staring and a raven brow rose. "And you are..."
Kagome hurriedly bowed as he snapped her out of the daze, fighting a blush. His voice was a nice tenor, but the indifference in it turned it flat and broke her from the embarrassment of blatantly appreciating someone she was going to have sex with for money. "Please forgive me for being late and so rude Jouryuu-san. I am Higurashi Kagome and I welcome you to our humble hotel."
It was on the tip of Inuyasha's tongue to tell this prostitute he wasn't interested and she could leave. It didn't take long to explore the room and once the balcony was opened, Inuyasha considered jumping the short distance and leaving. But walking in only his socks through cold, soppy night weather made him pause. He didn't want to leave his shoes and coat at the genkan, but waltzing down the hallway and have someone stop him with questions wasn't on his list either.
Inuyasha heard about soaplady hotels and knew a little of how they ran, especially since his only trip almost eight years ago. He eyed the outfit and was mildly relieved it was normal, but her curves were easy to pick out though. The skirt was pitch black and hid her legs down to the knee, but it was tight enough to mold the edges of her body. A long-sleeved, white shirt was tucked into the skirt and pulled tight enough to make her breasts stand out. A dark brown tie the color of her eyes rested in the valley, making her appear both professional and enticing. Tan stockings covered her from knee to toe. A medium-sized bun and unruly bangs finished off the picture. All she needed was a pair of glasses and she would fit the part of any standard secretary.
Inuyasha assumed because he arrived with a group of lawyers, this woman figured that dressing in secretary attire applied to everyone. He felt too dressed down compared to her in mere jeans and plain sweater. Sure clothes were clothes to him, but she was making him uncomfortable and Inuyasha didn't like it. She almost excluded professionalism and he was aware of his mindset and how childish he was being. Admitting it wasn't good for his pride.
He looked away when she finally rose from the bow, fighting a scowl and directing a hard stare to the unmoving tub of water. "Well? The old woman said you'd explain everything when you came. What exactly am I supposed to know that isn't easy to figure out?"
This man seemed to have a gruff exterior, but being with so many men, Kagome could see he was nervous and trying to cover it up. Fighting a smile, she stepped into the room, taking in his gaze and what it was on. "Ah...well Jouryuu-san, I can tell you what will go on if you prefer and you can correct me if it's something you'd rather not do...or I can show as I tell you."
A brow ticked at the subtle coyness in the soft, lilting tone. Inuyasha wasn't one to let people patronize him when he wasn't allowing it, but wanted this to go as painless as possible so he could get the hell out of here. A head jerkily nodded. "Fine - play show and tell then."
Kagome could tell this was going to be hard. This person wasn't cooperating or even caring one bit about being here. Kagome had to wonder just why he was here if he didn't want to be, but pushed the muse away. Personal thoughts only muddled the matter and made things complicated - that lesson was learned after the first month and Kagome never forgot it.
Mentally practicing things in her head since she didn't want to offend this person, Kagome mutely walked to the tub and kneeled to one side, flipping a switch which would heat the lukewarm water for soaking. The tubs were clean of course - it would be disgusting to let anyone soak in them otherwise - and were thoroughly sanitized once a week regardless of how many people used them. After every use was a generic wipe-down, but one day a week each girl rolled up their sleeves to keep the room as germ and dust free as possible.
A quiet hum told how fast the machine worked and Kagome stood, facing her customer. "All customers begin with a bath. If you don't mind, I will scrub your body for you and help you into the tub. You didn't order anything to drink, or I would serve you while you soaked - if you so wished." Kagome's muscles clenched to move her toward the man seeing as he seemed to take no initiative to move on his own. She was beginning to get nervous all over again, since he wasn't making this easy on her. "Is that acceptable to you Jouryuu-san?"
Why he needed a bath, Inuyasha didn't really know, but he supposed he wouldn't want to sleep with a woman who hadn't bathed that day either. It was stupid to have a woman scrub him down when he was a grown adult, but there was the sexual side to that he knew. Inuyasha gave a mute nod, trying to tell himself he didn't have to do any work here and to stick it out. Sesshoumaru owed him for this despite the words used to get him here.
He still stood there. Kagome bit back a sigh of mild frustration and slowly walked to him. He didn't announce his agreement, though he did nod, so Kagome had to take that as a yes. She stopped in front, offering a smile she hoped would calm him, and slowly raised hands to the bottom of his sweater.
She was bold, that much was certain. Inuyasha hadn't needed anyone to take his clothes off since he was a kid and couldn't even dress himself. It seemed pointless in his mind to have a woman do everything he could do on his own, so he watched her as she gradually shifted the material to his ribcage.
This was going to suck, but Kagome mentally grit her teeth. She gave another small smile and met hazel eyes for a brief second. "Would you please raise your arms for me Jouryuu-san?" There was no word as she was obeyed and Kagome got the sweater over the man's head at least, since the top of her head went to his shoulder.
She swallowed at seeing what he was hiding under that sweater of his and swore her heart skipped a beat. He DEFINITELY worked out; there was distinctness along bicep and shoulder muscles. His chest was no slouch and his stomach had a small washboard going on. Kagome's jaw clenched as she quickly moved to shell the fabric off his arms, praying he wasn't watching her admire his physique. It was better than the small potbelly and frail-looking body some men came in with. Despite the lack of personality she had to put up with, Kagome didn't figure this would go so bad after she got the man in the tub.
Hands undid the button to his jeans and slowly unzipped it. Inuyasha could've undressed faster than this and his hands were itching to push hers away so he could, but he strained as many muscles as possible to keep from doing so. This was going to tax his patience tonight big time and it already was.
Kagome's fingers snaked through a belt loop and slid them to the ground, sinking in the process as she did so. She didn't know how much 'magic' she had to do to get this man to loosen up - she could see how tense he was in the shoulders alone! - but she figured things would've started working by NOW. He wore western boxer shorts instead of ecchuufundoshi. Kagome wasn't that timid to stop if he was, but boxer shorts were easier to remove by a long shot. Staying in kneeling position, hands brushed up developed calf and thigh muscles to the waistband and snaked fingers inside. His skin was hot and Kagome fought a blush at thinking that, keeping her eyes averted as she slid down the remaining article of clothing to keep from seeing what would be right in front of her face. She would see plenty of THAT soon enough.
There was a small tile space just like at his apartment and Inuyasha stepped from the pool of clothing at his ankles to head for it. Not thinking about his total lack of undress, nakedness being no issue to him, Inuyasha faced the woman and watched her gather up his clothing and quickly fold it. There was enough room for him to stand in and Inuyasha wondered how the water wasn't going to splatter all over and ruin the tatami.
Steeling herself again with a deep breath, Kagome stood and faced her client, reminding herself again not to get worked up. That was easier said than done with a rather well toned, young man standing unabashed mere meters away. Kagome mentally ordered herself to move to him to get things started, reminding herself she would at least enjoy this later for all the grief now.
From a small cupboard in the side of the furo, Kagome grabbed a washcloth and green tea soap. "I hope you are not allergic to this, Jouryuu-san." Kagome held out the bar, something she knew was easily recognizable, and waited for him to say something.
Inuyasha stared at it for a second before grunting. "Keh, I'm not allergic to anything that I know of."
With a nod, Kagome stopped in front and looked to her tie. She didn't want to get soap and water on her outfit, but the shaking of her hands would show if she made to take it off. She reasoned she was being stupid with this and took a subtle deep breath for courage as fingers rose.
A raven brow rose. "You plan on squeezing in that tub with me or something?" Inuyasha asked, hazel eyes idly watching buttons separate. Some ample cleavage was shown and despite being mildly uninterested, he was also male and couldn't help himself at seeing what she had under that shirt.
Kagome smiled self-consciously, taking what he said as a joke, even if it seemed more sarcastic. "I'm just trying to keep my clothing from getting too dirty Jouryuu-san." She quietly answered, pulling the tails from the skirt. Kagome did a rough fold in spite of her words toward the garment's condition and put it a meter out of reach near his clothes. With her back turned, Kagome allowed her face to burn the barest of degrees as hands floated to the back near her spine and reached for the zipper.
Inuyasha looked on with minute appreciation as the zipper was totally down and the skirt slid from a set of enticing legs and hips. The woman bent a little to keep her fingers attached, thus giving a prim view of her backside and the movement of skin and muscle shifting around. She folded it and set it over the skirt, turning and showing off a virgin white underwear set. It was mostly cotton with a little lace lining on the edges. A garter-looking object rested on her hips, clips keeping her stockings from falling down. The woman was quite the little temptress, even if her hair was still pinned up. Inuyasha could only imagine how long it was or how she'd look if those sticks were ever taken out.
Kagome turned and without another word, grabbed the shower handle. Lifting it from the resting notch on the wall, she flicked the hot and cold water controls to get them as needed. She double-checked it with fingers to make sure it wasn't scalding and moved down to get his legs. Not wanting to pin his hair up and have him feel silly for it looking like hers, Kagome made sure to ignore his back to keep from getting any loose hairs in the tub. Making sure he was wet enough to soak the skin, Kagome doused the cloth before putting the handle back on the wall.
There was a sensation unlike any he felt as the cloth glided easily whilst covered in soap. This was different than washing himself; the unexpectedness of where that hand would move next made his nerve endings jump when they came into contact. Much of the thoughts and annoyances slowly detached and melted away in his mind. As seconds ticked by, Inuyasha merely stood and watched cloth and woman work in absentee instead of guardedness.
All was done in silence, save for the sound of Kagome working and barely discernable breathing. Though she felt eyes on her every second, the job at hand - no pun intended - was easier to focus on as she watched for bare skin that needed to be lathered. In her mind, Kagome unwound the stress by giving the man a good washing. In no time, she finished his legs and shifted to his thighs, unable to keep her gaze innocently diverted. Mild unease rose again, but she bit the inside of her lip and shifted from sitting to kneeling stance again, getting up at the lap area to scrub front and back.
It finally hit his brain exactly what was going on, what he was here for, his lack of undress, what this woman was doing, and where her face was. Irritation and defiance to his stupid older brother effortlessly clouded Inuyasha's mind, but the more he stood with this sensation bombarding him, the more his mind blanked from the troubles prior to this. His jaw clenched a little as a split second hit somewhere in the pit of his stomach came quite suddenly and quite rapidly.
Kagome almost jumped at the unexpected, minute movement next to her but caught herself just in time. She fought a smile and feigned ignorance at seeing her ministrations taking hold, carefully working around the man's organs, and standing to get his stomach. Now allowed to stare for appearance of doing a thorough job, Kagome easily felt hard muscle under cloth and grit her teeth. She took in the detail of all chest muscles, appreciating them by giving them attention with her hands - the only time she would be able to have her way.
This was, after all, all about his desire and satisfaction for it's what he came to buy. She surmised he wasn't the type of guy to let her take charge in the bed or be very touchy, not like she did that much anyway. It was part of her personality and it was one reason why men chose her - she had a nice body and face and enough personality in the beginning to turn men on.
She was a woman though, a woman who felt just as men did. Even though this was about him and his desire, Kagome was feeling enough just being in front of a toned, naked man. It was a small trial just keeping her professional cool and acting as if she weren't turned on by the opposite sex.
After getting both arms, Kagome dropped the washcloth and turned the shower handle back on, adjusting the temperature and spraying his chest. Brown eyes followed the movement of soap as it traveled to the ground and the thin stream contour to his body. Making sure as much residue was off as possible; Kagome nodded and replaced the handle. A hand quickly stuck in the tub to make sure it heated as she wanted, satisfied it had. "All finished Jouryuu-san. Douzo."
He looked at that slim, dripping hand before turning and stepping over the near waist-high wall. The water was almost too hot for his tastes, but Inuyasha wasn't going to say anything about it and be a wuss. To adjust, he lowered slowly to keep from shocking his system or burning himself.
Kagome waited until he was situated and still before turning for the next task. He was fine for however long he felt, but since he wanted her to 'show and tell' as he put it, she would do as he wished. "Jouryuu-san, please let me know when you are ready to get out. If you don't mind, I will get things set up while you enjoy the furo."
He gave a faint nod, hot water doing wonders on his muscles and stress levels. The sensation during the wash died down a little, but simmered enough to be directed in his curiosity at the half-naked woman who walked to the closet on the other side of the room.
There wasn't enough space in the tub to stretch out and get comfortable, but Inuyasha made due and took in his companion as she opened the door and gathered a folded object from inside. His brows twitched in wonder at what it was, but she would show him soon enough.
She seemed not cut out for this type of life. He observed her movements and facial expressions as she lay out and hooked up some kind of futon. Of course, what kind of person would want to do something this lowbrow in the first place? He almost pondered what could've happened to throw her into this hotel, but disregarded it. She had a healthy skin tone, sufficient weight - and nice curves to boot, no signs of mistreatment, and didn't seem mentally ill. If there was any reason to worry over a complete stranger, he would've done so already, but there was no point in getting himself involved like that when she didn't seem to need it.
The futon had a motorized air pump that filled faster than Kagome anticipated. Or was that because, once this mattress was operational and ready to be used, the real job would have to begin? Kagome harshly swallowed at imagining it, letting thick bangs hide her eyes and any emotion that could be seen. A small tingle ran through her at the thought of being with this man, who wouldn't be as bad as the others, and excitement quickened the reaction of her body to make it ready.
Her insides almost burned. They heated in certain places, heart pumping faster and circulating the blood it scorched. Her tongue darted out, that tiny action bringing her back to the outside quiet and Kagome withdrew a little into herself. She was getting carried away and that wasn't a good idea.
There wasn't much to do until Jouryuu-san gave his consent and wanted out. Feeling suddenly more exposed and naked than her underwear, Kagome darted a glance to the other side, finding hazel eyes practically burning at her. Her face warmed and Kagome shifted to the pump, turning it off and moving to unplug it. She still felt the center of attention, but there was nothing to do about that. She was here to be ogled, even by someone like him. Sadly enough, her opinion on that mattered very little.
That did nothing to help the frenzy her body was easily working itself into and Kagome quickly folded the pump and stood to put it away. As much as part of her didn't want to, she would prefer to do something with this anxious energy than stand useless and wait around. The last, worst thing she could do was stand next to the man and tap her foot - even if it would help her do something as she killed time. This was why Kagome wished she could play the shakuhachi and shamisen like Kikyou-sama could. Idle time wasn't really her thing...not in situations like this that demanded a lot of patience and muted behavior. She considered herself par for what this demanded, but drawing it out like this quickly taxed her.
For lack of anything better to do, Kagome shut the sliding door and kneeled on the tatami portion next to the furo. She looked up to find hazel eyes and offered a small smile. "Please enjoy yourself and let me know when you are ready to get out Jouryuu-san." Kagome's head tilted in a bow and remained that way, hands in her lap with legs under her.
Inuyasha stared at scruffy bangs, eyes running up and down exposed skin. He steeped in beginning position for what seemed minutes before suddenly moving and resting arms on the end, his chin over hot skin. "So...what do you intend on doing the second I get out of this tub?"
Kagome wasn't expecting talk and her head jerked up in surprise. It showed for a second before she quickly adjusted and paid attention to the absently curious pair of eyes. The question seemed humorous and teasing, but the man didn't look like it. Kagome's head lowered demurely, staring at the edge of the mat. "Whatever you would like Jouryuu-san."
There was that subtly coy tone again. Inuyasha wasn't satisfied with a vague answer meant to entice him - why the hell couldn't she just be straight up anyway? - and remained as he was. "From what I heard from the old woman, you were to explain things to me. You have so far, so why don't you just give me a rundown of what happens next? Is there something besides the obvious that I need to be made aware of?"
Something about his even tone aggravated her. Why did he care so much? Why the hell couldn't he just use his imagination? Hadn't this man ever slept with another woman before? Kagome carefully kept her head down and hands lax to keep the emotions from them. Showing her annoyance was only trouble. "After you get out of the tub Jouryuu-san, I'll dry you off and lead you to the futon. After that, whether you would like me to be at your mercy or not is your decision."
Inuyasha gave an elusive hum and settled back. He watched her for a little more before standing. "Alright then. Dry me off."
Kagome instantly looked up and her jaw clenched at what her eyes instantly gravitated to. Her head bowed as she stood, eyes a little wide at how audacious she just was. Course, this man probably walked around naked all the time in his home - he probably did it in front of his own mother! She shouldn't be too disturbed at his lack of dignity - she was fighting shyness again herself - for he was a man after all. Men didn't care too much about nudity and she knew that from many instances in these rooms.
A hand grabbed a towel from the cupboard and walked to the tile. She held a hand out in case the tiles were slippery and was thankful it was at least taken. Hands ran over his skin, gliding the fabric a little less skillful than the washcloth, but feeling everything just the same.
The sensation was back again; though it muted with something he couldn't feel her hands quite so much. His jaw clenched against it as hazel eyes watched them float around his chest and arms, leaving his legs for last. Again, it occurred to him that a rather attractive, half-naked woman's head was right in front of his lap and another low blow attacked him.
Kagome thankfully missed the second twitch, turning to fold the towel and setting it next to the tatami after working his ankles. She stood and turned to him, frozen in place as her eyes met his.
They were hooded with desire, eyeing her features as if searching for something. Adrenaline skipped her heart faster and Kagome swallowed, trying to will herself to move and stop the shaking of her hands. It felt like a while before she could find her tongue, taking a step back after her muscles clenched a few times. "J - Jouryuu-san...douzo." A hand swept to the futon behind.
Inuyasha nodded, taking a small step. He didn't miss the barely noticeable jerk in her eyes as they moved from the ground to him and back. They almost performed a dance in the way he slowly walked forward and she back. She stopped it upon gently bumping into rubber. "So?"
Why he was speaking was beyond her, but Kagome searched for her voice. Right about now was where her thought process and detached professionalism shut down, giving way to be a doll for men to play with. No speaking was needed the second they reached the bed, so it confused her that he was still going. "Well, if you would, please sit down Jouryuu-san. If you wish, things can be taken slow or we can go right to it."
He didn't know the full extent of what his presence was doing on her nerves, so when he sat and leaned on his elbows, legs bent enough to barely cover anything, looking up at her with small interest and expectancy, Kagome's heart rushed faster. It surely skipped a beat this time and she kneeled by him to use her hands and hide the shaking which wouldn't quit. Every time she thought she could calm herself down, this man did or said something that flushed her in some way. How could he do it so easily? Sure he was good-looking and young…well built and definitely not lacking in OTHER areas...
Oh, who was she kidding? Those were the exact reasons he was flustering her!
It almost occurred to Kagome that she might be too nervous to go through with this, but told herself not only had she gone too far to back out of this, she wasn't ALLOWED to back out of this. This man paid for her and not only would he enjoy himself with her, she was sure to enjoy herself with him.
She deemed the time for talk over now. There wasn't going to be any more explanation that he couldn't easily deduce. Besides, she wouldn't be able to answer them in the next few minutes anyway. Hopefully, he would see no more need to find anything to ask. If she was lucky, he would be too mindless to form anything.
His head jerked before he could catch it; a twitch that developed as hands and lips suddenly met with a very sensitive part of his body. Inuyasha's hands clenched as feelings assaulted him. His breathing rapidly increased, eyes squeezed shut at the sheer wave he was experiencing. It wasn't like this was his first time ever encountering sex, but it'd been so long it might as well have been. Not only had it been a while, this woman was very good at her job.
It didn't take long for either of them to be ready. The fantasies Kagome held away came free, the pleasure she wanted to bestow on the one she loved in any fashion always the main one. With so much knowledge of sex, these kinds of things didn't disgust her as long as she thought of them in the right light. Lewd acts weren't really too horrible to think of or bear if she did it for the one she loved more than anything in the world. She knew there was such a thing as deep love and the only way to express it was to please the other in ways like this. She had been there before, had considered such things while being so acutely in love and kept them for her wedding day. As much as it pained her to think of them at a time like this - comparing them to the shame she was putting herself through right now - it helped her to get past everything.
He couldn't take it any longer. The need to feel and touch was driving him crazy and his hands wouldn't stop twitching with the need to move and be used. Faster than the speed he knew he possessed, Inuyasha grasped thin shoulders and turned her around. Faint clacking sounds came as the motion withdrew chopsticks not meant for such violent shifting. Her hair barely unwound though and mostly remained in the bun as he pressed against her on the mat, rubbing himself against her curves and letting his hands touch her.
Her skin was on fire; the suddenness of his actions startling and exciting her all at once. Her senses were already cloudy at the shakuhachi she was interrupted on, and the feel of his muscles against her skin was driving her nerve endings mad. The breath hitched in her throat at the familiar feel against her thighs, rubbing against her underwear almost insistently. His hands were rough, calloused from hard work of some kind, and clumsy as they scanned her.
"Take the rest of your things off." He gruffly ordered, lips sucking on her neck.
That would require her to sit up and use her hands...two things which were quite impossible at the moment. He was practically draped over her and her limbs weren't going to respond that simply. Not wanting to make him angry - as aroused men easily could be - she gently pushed him away to sit up and a hand easily flicked the clasp off her bra. Her bun stayed quite well and barely came apart, given that her hair was wetted upon forming it to help keep it together as she wedged the sticks through it.
Before she could even shift to get the bottom half off, his lips and hands were on her again. He had no real clue what he was doing and she could see he needed practice badly. Most of it felt nice and she was forced to pause by letting him continue. She eventually shifted, hands at the hem, and changed to kneeling to remove the last garment needed to end the foreplay.
He barely gave her a chance to set the underwear down before he snatched a wrist and yanked her to him. One arm wrapped around her waist and pressed their chests together, the other hand snaking down in between her legs. She was ready and he wasted no time; she was roughly pushed to the mat and her legs nudged open.
Her head jerked back as he pushed against her, body shuddering as he pushed again. A whimper wrenched from her as he didn't bother going slow, moving fast and driving her senses hard. Hands gravitated despite her better judgment and latched onto his shoulders, clutching him as a lifeline. His arms rested on either side of her head for bad support.
It seemed over all too quick, or maybe she was just lost in the feelings. Eyes that shut the moment he entered her snapped open as her muscles clenched and she sharply inhaled. He never saw the look of ecstasy on her features with his face buried in her neck, body spasming soon after at feeling her around him and joined her.
He lingered on her, in her, against her while trying to catch his breath. It was...incredible to feel all that again and the high point in his blood was still boiling as minute twitches to his muscles kept his high from lowering. She also smelled nice, even over the scent of sex, and Inuyasha couldn't believe he didn't notice the fragrance of her shampoo with his nose practically shoved in her hair.
He slowly sat back and rested hands on knees, idly staring at her quivering stomach as she also tried to get her breath back. She sat up as well, a hand floating to the remainder of her hair, untwisting it and finally showing him what she kept hidden.
It was long, practically reaching to the mat underneath. Tendrils fell over her shoulders and curled around a breast, drawing his attention. Not a word was exchanged as she gave a faint smile and stood, handing him his clothes with a small bow. Taking it as his cue to exit, Inuyasha stood and slipped into boxers and jeans, hearing clothing slide over flesh as she followed his example. He didn't know what he was supposed to do or say now, wondering if there was something left. He was uncomfortable in the silence and turned away as if to ignore it.
Her heart was still pounding in time with the feelings coursing through her, but Kagome contained her composure enough to give her attention. "Jouryuu-san...if there is nothing else you wish for, you are free to go." She quietly reported.
His head flicked in her direction, eyeing her at the soft tone. She was different - perhaps cowed? - but given the out, Inuyasha took it and headed for the doors. He paused in the doorway, words of unknown on his tongue. He felt he needed to say something, but mentally shook his head and stepped past the threshold, giving a small look back when she didn't follow to walk him out. It was just as well, he knew the way and the hallway wasn't that long - he wouldn't want to see her face after such a banal act.
It was only good manners and also part of her job to walk a customer to the door and see him out, but Kagome gradually moved to the tiles to wipe them down. Her mind was in its normal fog and she didn't notice the door across hers gaping open. Hands worked on autopilot as she was left empty physically and emotionally - as always - and wiped the residue off. So much worry, tension, and emotion flooded her throughout however long she was in here and now it was gone. It was always a relief to be done with these things, but to feel guilty pleasure and enjoy it whether by fantasy or not reminded her of how jaded she had become. The kind of thing a woman looked forward to, making love with the one they faithfully married, she turned into a trite encounter with anyone willing to pay.
She had unhooked the air mattress and let it deflate when shuffling sounded and reached her brain. She looked up in time to see a colorful obi pass and knew it would be good to leave the room and stand with Kikyou-sama and whoever else was already out there. It wouldn't do for the hotel's reputation if she didn't present a respectable picture...not to mention she didn't want a lecture later by the geisha.
Inuyasha finished the buttons on his coat, watching the old woman take up residence at her desk and writing a few things down. Sesshoumaru made for his things; Inuyasha avidly avoided eye contact, not wanting to let anything show on his face that he enjoyed himself well enough under the circumstances. Miroku's door slid open and the man practically waltzed from the room with a satisfied grin. Hazel rolled as the man stopped next to him, pausing his short fidgeting, and throwing an arm over a shoulder. Jalco's president was fixing his tie as he and the old woman agreed on numbers.
Nearly indiscernible padding met his ears and Inuyasha's gaze flicked to the hallway. Along with a really well dressed, beautiful woman - although eerily familiar for some reason - stopped the woman he slept with, along with another. He eyed shunted brown for a second before diverting his gaze. He purposely ignored her to avoid awkwardness as everyone finished getting ready to head outside.
Kagome was glad they were leaving. She wanted to finish cleaning and straightening the room to get a bath before going to bed. It was late and she was tired in more ways than one.
"So which one did you have Kagome-chan?"
Kagome looked to her best friend, blinking and hoping no one heard that. Kikyou-sama did for the woman cleared her throat as subtly as possible. "Remember your manners."
"Thank you so much for coming." Kaede suddenly piped up.
That was their cue. Kagome gave as low a bow as possible while standing behind Kikyou-sama and Sango-chan just as close. "Thank you very much for coming." They echoed in unison, remaining bowed until cold wind swished inside as the door was opened. Kagome was unable to look up, letting cowardice keep her bow down until the door swished shut and all male presence was gone for the night.
I am a BEGINNER Japanese learner, so if these are not 100 correct, please let me know if you care to do so. I only have a web page and a dictionary to learn from. This spot dedicated to new vocabulary only.
Translations: Ecchuufundoshi-String loincloth or G-string - Douzo-Please/kindly/by all means - Shakuhachi-Oral sex/fellatio