As we draw nearer to Inauguration day, I felt myself drawn back to this story, wanting to continue the journey of Inuyasha and Kagome in their political world. Then I saw amazing art inspiration from Nartista-Digital and Kalcia and just had to continue this story.
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This chapter is NSFW
Inuyasha took a deep breath, looking up at the imposing building before him.
The White House.
What the hell was he, Inuyasha Takahashi, doing there at the White House?
Sure, he had been here before, but as a tourist doing touristy things at some point in what, the 60's? But this was entirely different.
This time he wasn't walking through the public entrance; he had a pass to go through the staff entrance for a meeting with President-Elect Totosai.
It had been a surreal two months. The dance parties in the street had continued for close to a week as people celebrated Totosai and Shiori's victory, but even as people celebrated, there were efforts to overturn or invalidate numerous votes in each state, all focusing on districts where Totosai had swept the votes. Inuyasha had quickly found himself in meetings with State Senators and Congressional representatives, arguing with lawyers and legislatures, to preserve voter integrity and to defend the vote by mail initiative that President Onigumo had championed until the numbers had been released.
Moreover, Inuyasha had been appointed to the Presidential Transition Team because of his financial background, discussing changes to the Treasury Department and researching and advising the President-Elect and Vice President-Elect on cabinet appointments. If he had thought being a portfolio manager was stressful, with millions of dollars at stake on each decision, it was nothing compared to helping the incoming leaders of the free world fill crucial positions with the right people; regardless of political party or birth, President-Elect Totosai didn't care who someone supported or if they were human, demon or a mix. If someone was the best person for the job, they were going to be asked.
The meetings had mostly been remote, coordinating around the country, and then Inuyasha had gotten the summons to the White House. President-Elect Totosai had wanted him there for the week leading up to the Inauguration, and when the President-Elect asks you to do something, you didn't say no.
"Maybe he will be giving you a job at the White House?" Kagome had told him one night as he puzzled over the summons.
Kagome.
It had been six days since he had seen her; his flight had left on January 13th at 8am to Washington DC, she wasn't flying in until the morning of the 20th. As soon as the campaign had ended, she had been approached by the incoming Junior Senator for New York, Jinenji, who asked her to open and run his New York City Office, overseeing constituent services and policy initiatives, among other duties. The office had opened on January 2, and Kagome was knee-deep in assembling her staff and coordinating with the DC staff and other regional offices to make sure Senator Jinenji was up and running.
It had been a little over two months since she had accepted Inuyasha's application to be her boyfriend, and he thanked every god he could think of every day that she had. One of his neighbors had captured a picture of them the day after the election, the first day they were together, Inuyasha held her in a deep dip, his wet hair streaming over his shoulders, Kagome's arms wrapped around his neck, her lips locked on his, and had kindly sent it to Inuyasha. Every time he looked down at his phone, he got to remember that day, that moment, the energy of the election results, the elation of Kagome agreeing to be his. A smile tilted his lips for a moment as he pulled it out to look at the lock screen, the moment of sheer joy captured on both their faces.
They had seen each other every day since August, first as part of the campaign and then just stealing moments together: a cup of coffee, a dinner, a heated night (and morning) at one of their places. They had both been swamped with new responsibilities, but made time for each other; it didn't matter how long that time was, because it was theirs. This was the first time in five months he hadn't been able to see her every day.
Fuck, he missed her.
He had spoken with her every night, but it wasn't the same as being with her, being able to kiss her, being able to smell her intoxicating blend of vanilla and cherry. He knew she was flying in the next day; she had been invited to the Inauguration and they had both been invited to the Mid-Atlantic Ball as senior staff for the New York Campaign, along with Sango and Miroku. He just needed to get through one more day to be able to see her, to hold her in his arms, to show her how much he missed her.
But first, he had to get through this meeting with President-Elect Totosai.
Inuyasha still didn't know why he had been summoned so early to DC; there hadn't seemed to be any reason for it. He had been pulled into meetings with the incoming Treasury staff, but he could have done those by phone or by Zoom, as he had for two months. The meeting with the President-Elect was adjourned four times as the man's calendar kept filling up, which Inuyasha completely understood. He had tried to get a hint during his meetings or with friends from the campaign during lunches, but everyone was being strangely quiet.
Inuyasha took a deep shuddering breath, and walked up to the door, pausing only for a moment for it to be opened. He stepped through, noting the Secret Service agents at the doors, the armed military guards at the entrances. To think that a demon… that a hanyo would be welcome in this building after the last four years and decades of animosity…
It was almost too much to take in. When he had joined the campaign, this had seemed so farfetched, so out of the realm of possibility, that the election, the resulting electoral college fight and lawsuits had seemed to be a new reality, one where the impossible became possible.
"Ah, Inuyasha, so glad you were able to make it." A familiar voice cut through Inuyasha's anxiety, and he felt some of the tension leave him.
Inuyasha turned to watch the small flea demon approaching him, his balding head with the last tufts of white hair over his ears.
"Good to see you Myoga," Inuyasha smiled, nodding to the agent seated at the entrance desk as he finished checking Inuyasha in before approaching the flea. "Had enough of the insanity yet?"
"After things I've seen and lived through, Inuyasha, this is nothing," the newly appointed Chief of Staff to the President-Elect told him as Myoga motioned for Inuyasha to follow.
Inuyasha tried not to let his nerves get the best of him as he trailed Myoga through the building, but given the history that surrounded him, it was hard not to. Inuyasha lost track of the twists and turns they had made as Myoga prattled on at him, Inuyasha only half paying attention as his heart raced, his ears flicking at every sound and conversation around him, pulling his focus from the flea demon.
"… and here we are, President-Elect Totosai is waiting for you." Inuyasha had to pull himself short to keep from walking straight into Myoga when the flea stopped outside a door.
Inuyasha took a look around him: the hustle and bustle of the staff as they prepared for the events of the next day, the frazzled writers in a corner yelling about speech edits and when it needed to be with the teleprompter, communications staff members working out temperatures and what the President-Elect and Vice President-Elect should wear for the inauguration, a debate about what would be used for the oath of office.
That moment, more than any other, hit home to Inuyasha just what they had done, and what it could mean for the nation—hell, the world.
When he heard President-Elect Totosai's loud "come on in," Inuyasha wasn't nervous anymore. He was ready for whatever President-Elect Totosai would say.
Whatever Inuyasha had been expecting, it hadn't been what had happened. He had been asked a series of questions about growing up hanyo, and what he had seen change in the last 20 years. President-Elect Totosai had seemed interested to know what thoughts Inuyasha had about addressing those concerns: how to get more hanyos involved in local and federal government, how to engage them and get them active in advocacy for themselves. President-Elect Totosai seemed particularly interested in Inuyasha's advice on how to foster goodwill between demons, humans, and hanyo, to address hatred and provide hanyos with opportunities they were usually excluded from, including scholarships, employment, and government service opportunities.
Inuyasha stood in the room that Myoga had brought him to; he looked back at the President-Elect's now closed door, wondering what exactly had happened, and why he had needed to be there a week in advance just for that. Those were questions he could have addressed with the incoming Deputy Assistant to the President for Domestic Policy; it didn't warrant a conversation with the President-Elect himself. Not when President Onigumo had made the transition difficult, refusing to provide President-Elect Totosai with crucial security briefings and excluding him from foreign dignitary discussions, insisting that he was not going anywhere because he had won reelection. It had made the usual transition process even more difficult, which was why so many of the meetings had been held by phone call or Zoom, rather than in person… they were denied access to the offices of the President-Elect.
"I'm sorry, are you Inuyasha?" A young woman with chin length brown hair stepped up to him, clutching a notebook in front of her. When Inuyasha nodded silently she gave him a tired smile.
"I'm Momiji. Myoga asked me to show you out when you were done."
"Do you… do you know anything about what that was about?" he asked her, his ears twitching as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"I'm sorry sir… I'm just an intern," she said sheepishly. "If you could follow me."
Inuyasha played through the entire conversation in his head during his cab ride back to his hotel. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out why he had been called in, why he of all people were brought in, and what that conversation meant in the long run. He strode into his room and dropped his suit jacket on a chair before falling backward onto the king-sized bed, staring up at the ceiling. He would run it by Kagome when she called; maybe she would be able to help him figure it out.
He pulled out his phone and saw a missed text message from Kagome. He quickly opened it, and a huge smile broke across his face.
I wanted to say good luck and I miss you. Can't wait to see you tomorrow!- K
Even better than the text message was the picture she had sent. She must have taken it in the morning, still in her favorite green camisole top as she held a hand over her head, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Her skin glowed in the golden light of the dawn.
God she was beautiful.
His eyes darted to the small box that he had sitting on the nightstand in the hotel room. He couldn't wait to ask her.
Kagome ran her hand through her bangs before clenching her hand just above her ponytail.
"No, no no no this isn't right," she grumbled looking at the computer screen in front of her. "This doesn't… this isn't the right tone. Damnit…" Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed as she thought.
This was one of Jinenji's new plans; it was important to get the language right. Kagome had been sent the proposed press releases from the other satellite offices but… none of them were right.
"Why is it so hard to get his tone…" she growled, "haven't they spent any damn time with him?"
No… she'd had it. She needed to scrap everything the others had sent, and just do it herself. Just as she had every other press release that they had tried to release for the past two months.
Fifteen minutes later, she sent the new release over to the DC office. Hopefully, they would get back to her soon. She wanted to get it out before the papers closed their print for the day; she wanted it in the Inauguration Day paper, before any of Jinenji's initiatives were swept away in the inauguration coverage. The gentle giant hanyo was coming out of the gate at a full run, wanting to make change that would make real differences in New York and nationwide, and dammit, she was going to help him.
If the idiots in the other branches could write a goddamn press release that didn't look like a five year old wrote it.
Kagome's email pinged, a note from the DC office approving the language, praising the press release and asking if they could send it to the DC papers as well.
"Send it to whomever you want," she smiled.
"Did you get them to go with what you wanted them to do?" Sango walked over to Kagome and leaned against the wall.
"Yup." Kagome responded, sending the press release to each local office and her contacts. "They knew the first rounds were crap, that's why they sent it to me."
"Confident much?" Sango laughed.
"Not confidence, experience."
"Same difference."
"Hnnn." Kagome gave a small sound of agreement.
"Have you figured out what you are going to do about the apartment yet?" Sango asked, her eyes watching as the staff packed up for the day, calling out to each other plans to watch the inauguration as they had been given the day off.
"Not yet," Kagome sighed, pushing away from the computer.
"Have you discussed it with Inuyasha?"
"Yeah, we talked about it, we just haven't made any plans."
"When do you have to make a decision to renew the lease?"
"Two weeks," Kagome said softly, rolling her neck with a sigh. "I have to let them know then if I am staying for another year or moving out, and if I move out, not sure where I would go, at least not yet."
"You'll figure it out."
"Yeah," Kagome agreed, "I always do."
"Are you ready for tomorrow?"
"Which part? The flight, the inauguration, the balls? The long day?"
"Watching Inuyasha's jaw drop when he sees your dress?"
Kagome shot Sango a smirk. "That I am looking forward to. What time is your flight out?"
"We aren't flying; we are heading out tonight and driving down. You want to come with us?"
Kagome shook her head as she shut her computer down and grabbed her purse.
"I already have my flight set, and there is stuff I need to take care of tonight, but would you be able to take my dress for me? I can get it from you tomorrow. I set up the appointments for our hair and makeup; we have to be there at 3."
"Sure, you can get ready with me when we get back."
"I appreciate it."
"Want me to give you a lift home? I can get the dress from you before heading home."
"That would be great Sango, thanks."
Kagome took one last look around the office before closing the door.
"Did you expect this when we started at the campaign? Winning, being brought on as a Senator's staff?" Kagome asked, making sure the office was locked before turning to Sango.
"Not really," Sango admitted, leading Kagome to the car. "To be honest, when Inuyasha brought us on, it was a long shot. No one had really expected Totosai to get past Super Tuesday, and then suddenly he was the front runner, and everyone scrambled. I just thought it would be a good experience: get to be part of a big campaign, get us ready for the next local election but this…" Sango shook her head as she slid into the car. "No, I never expected this."
Twenty minutes later Sango pulled up in front of Kagome's apartment. They were lucky and found a spot only a block away from the building, and Sango happily went with Kagome to get an early look at the gown.
"Oh girl, he is going to love it!" Sango gasped as Kagome took it out of its protective bag, holding it up against herself.
"Isn't it great?" Kagome giggled. "I couldn't help myself, I mean… how often do you get to go to a ball?"
"Has he seen it yet?"
"No," Kagome smirked as she put the gown back in the bag, zipping it up carefully. "He knows I have it, but he wasn't allowed to see it. It's silly of me, but I wanted to see his expression when he sees the entire look."
"I'll make sure Miroku gets a picture."
"Thanks Sango!"
Kagome's cell rang as she walked Sango down to the car, she briefly looked at it to note an unfamiliar 202 area code, indicating the call was from Washington D.C.
'Probably calling to confirm I'm attending tomorrow' she thought, 'I'll call back later or get Inuyasha to confirm.'
She made Sango promise to text her as soon as they got to DC and let her know they had gotten in, and she promised to do the same when she landed.
She waived as Sango drove off, waiting for the car to be out of view before turning to dash back to her apartment.
'Shit, I need to finish packing…'
She had been asked to stay the rest of the week to help train Jinenji's D.C. staff on engaging press releases and crafting messages to the press and constituents, so she would need at least three professional outfits. Inuyasha had already booked their flights back on Sunday, so she would need outfits for the weekend too. She glanced at her watch; she needed to pack quickly so she could talk to Inuyasha then head to bed early, because it was going to be a long day tomorrow and she needed to be out the door by 5:30 to get to the airport.
She was zipping her suitcase up when she heard her phone chime, and a quick look told her Inuyasha had seen her earlier message.
I don't know what that was… there didn't seem to be a point to it really. -I
And if I haven't told you lately, you're gorgeous-I
His simple response had her smiling.
❤️ - K
You got everything ready for tomorrow? -I
Just finished packing, will check in for my flight in the cab -K
I cannot wait to see you, hold you, kiss you. -I
Kagome giggled and sat on the bed next to her suitcase.
I miss you too, very much-K
Seriously, you are gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous, inside and out. -I
Liked the photo? -K
My new favorite of you, already saved it in my contacts-I
Kagome smiled as she pulled the suitcase and her carry-on to the front door, a wicked idea forming. She ran back to the bedroom; she needed to see it through before her nerves got the better of her.
Bet I can top it. - K.
Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow at the text, curious what his girlfriend was planning now.
Her next message had his ears flying straight up as all the blood flowing from his brain to his dick.
She was nude.
She was fucking nude.
If he had a tail it would have been fucking wagging. He took in every bit of the image: the dusky pink tips of her breasts that were lifted by the hand draped over her head, the curve of her hips, the trimmed curls that covered the juncture of her thighs.
"Fuck…" he whispered.
Kagome bit her lip nervously as she reached to grab a robe, he hadn't responded yet… oh hell, he thought it was too forward, too much… god, she was such an idiot. Maybe he hadn't seen it yet, and she could find a way to delete i…
Inuyasha's ringtone broke through her thoughts, startling her.
With a shaking hand she accepted the call with a tentative "Hello?"
"Damnit Kagome, don't fucking tease me like that." Inuyasha's growl echoed through the room from the speaker phone.
"Tease you?" Kagome said, her nervousness fading with the sound of his voice.
"Goddamn woman, you stopped my fucking heart with that. Fuck… God I miss you baby." He groaned. "I can't hold you or touch you or kiss you until tomorrow, and then you send me that…"
She chuckled, laying back with the phone.
"I'm surprised you didn't video call."
"I tried, that's why your phone didn't ring immediately; well, that and I needed a moment to get my brain reconnected. The wifi here is shit and wouldn't connect."
"Oh." Kagome said softly, disappointment evident in her voice.
"You wanted me to see you, baby?" he purred into the phone, setting it on speaker to let her voice flow through the room.
"Ye..yeah… Kagome whispered, her head dropping back against the headboard. "More, I wanted to be able to see you. See your eyes, your face, your ears. I…" she sighed. "I wish you were here with me. It's been… weird not seeing you every day, it felt like something was… I don't know, missing."
"Something is. You are missing." Inuyasha's voice came through the phone, and she could hear the longing it contained. "Every day has felt empty because I couldn't share it with you. Couldn't feel the touch of your skin against mine, the taste of your lips against my tongue…" His voice paused, growing deeper as he spoke. "Your scent surrounding me, teasing me as it begins to mix with ginger."
Kagome swore she could hear his wicked smile over the phone as he continued.
"And now I know you are thinking about me, waiting for me… wishing I was there to kiss you, to lick you. God, you must smell so fucking delicious right now, a delectable treat that I can't help but want to lick and savor."
Kagome let out a soft whimper as heat coursed through her at his words, the images and memories playing in her mind.
"Want to know what I would do if I were there with you?" he growled into the phone.
"Onl… Only if I get to tell you what I would do with you." She groaned, feeling heat pool in her abdomen at the thought of the game.
His dark laughter sounded through the phone and Kagome closed her eyes, letting it surround her. She could almost pretend he was there with her.
"I would love to know what you would do to me," he growled. "What would you do first?"
"Hnnn." The soft sound had Inuyasha's cock twitching in his pants. "What are you wearing?"
Inuyasha felt his mouth twitch.
"I'm still in my suit pants and shirt, haven't gotten ready for bed yet."
"Well, then I think you are a little overdressed, don't you?" Kagome's voice was silky against his ear. "Here I am, all naked and waiting and you, sir, are late to the party."
"What do you want off?"
"Is it a button-down shirt?" At Inuyasha's positive grunt she smiled. "Pants and boxers off, but leave the shirt." Her voice dropped. "I love it when you just have it opened, sleeves rolled up. Makes me want to jump you every time."
The hurried sound of fabric shifting came through the phone and Kagome had to smile, the seductive image of her boyfriend in her mind, the shift of muscle as he moved, his ears quivering as he tried to listen to every sound she made, every gasp.
"So you like the button downs, huh?" Inuyasha growled, his voice suddenly clearer and she knew he had returned to the bed.
"Mmmmm." Kagome let her eyes close. "Makes me want to run my hands down your chest, tracing every muscle, letting my hands trail under the shirt, watching your eyes deepen in color. My prim and proper Inuyasha, letting himself come undone just for me."
"Kagome…" he growled, his cock twitching at his girlfriend's words.
"I would run my hand down your chest, letting my fingers dance against your skin, the shift in your breathing as I move lower, my nails against the silvery down…"
"You minx," Inuyasha hissed, his palm brushing against his dick at her words.
"Are you getting ahead of me, Inuyasha?" Kagome purred.
"Oh, Kagome," his chuckle was heated, "I'm just getting started. You wanna know what I would do to you if I were there?"
"Inuyash…"
"You would be laying before me, so beautiful, so free, so fucking tempting. I wouldn't be able to stop myself from taking a taste. I want you to run your fingers across your breast and tell me," his ears quivered as he heard her gasp, "are they pebbled hard just for me?"
"Ye..es…" Kagome sighed, her hands following his words, fingers tracing the tip of her breasts.
"It aches, doesn't it, Kagome? Lord knows I ache for you," he whispered. "Keep one hand on your breast—you know how much I love them—and let your other hand trail down to your curls. Are you missing me?"
"So… so much," she panted, her hand running against sopping curls.
"Are you wet for me?" he growled.
"God, yes."
"I want you to touch yourself, Kagome. Run your fingers against yourself for me; I need to hear you."
"Inuyasha..." she moaned as heat coursed through her; her fingers delved between her lips to brush against her clit. "It's not just you who gets to play."
"I'm all yours, Kagome." His wicked voice surrounded her through the speaker, letting her fall deeper into the fantasy.
"I love to run my nails up your cock, watching it twitch with every movement. Swirling my finger around you, feeling you pulse against my hand, thinking about how desperately I want to taste you, to drag my tongue across you. I'm addicted to your taste." His groan was music to her ears. "Hmmm, by now you must be leaking, that little drop of liquid that shows me how turned on you are. I would run my finger through it, circling it around you before wrapping my hand around you completely."
Inuyasha found himself following her words, groaning as his hand closed around his length.
"Ka...Kagome…" he hissed, his hand pumping a few times, losing himself in the sensation. "God the things you do to me…"
"Inu…" Kagome's voice was breathless.
"You close, baby?" Inuyahsa growled as his strokes increased in speed. His eyes closed as his other hand rose over his head to grab the edge of the pillow. He could feel his body tightening, and God, he needed her there with him. Her whimper sent a shockwave to his dick, and he groaned.
"Inuya…." Kagome gasped, her back arching.
"You're soaked, aren't you baby?" Inuyasha grunted. "Slide a finger into yourself, filling you for me. Think of me there, surrounded by your heat."
Kagome's hips lifted helplessly as she slipped one finger, then a second, into her folds. A wanton cry broke through her lips as her fingers plunged as deep as she was able, the friction of her wrist against her clit pushing her higher.
"Ahh… In… Inuy..." she cried, the coil of pleasure pulsing.
"Fuck… Kagome," Inuyasha snarled, his hips shifting as the tension pooled in his groin. "Let go baby… fuck, let me hear you let go."
"Inu... INUYASHA!" Her cry echoed through his room, the sound the last push he needed to follow her with a loud shout of her name.
His breathing was ragged as he collapsed back against the bed.
"Fuck, Kagome…" he groaned.
"I can't wait to see you tomorrow." Her breath was still heavy as she whispered, his ears catching every soft word.
"If we hadn't been asked by the President-Elect himself to be there tomorrow, we wouldn't make it past the hotel room, woman," he growled.
"Promises promises," she teased, and he could hear the smirk in her voice.
He heard her soft sigh and the rustle of fabric, and he had to smile. Kagome would be snuggling back into the sheets, her eyes drifting closed. It was one of the things that he loved most about her…
He…
He loved her…
He loved Kagome.
"I'll see you tomorrow." His voice was husky with the emotion of his realization. "I'll be at the airport waiting for you."
"I wanna talk some more…" Her voice wavered as she spoke, and he melted. Just melted.
"I know, baby, but it's going to be a long day and trust me… you won't be getting much sleep tomorrow evening," he promised, his smirk growing to show his full fang.
"Mmmm, sounds like a good night," she purred sleepily.
"Get some sleep hun," he chuckled, his hand reaching out to take the box of the nightstand as he sat up against the headboard.
"Night Inuyasha," Kagome mumbled, her voice slurred.
"Sweet dreams, hun."
Inuyasha reluctantly disconnected the call, his thumb running over the box in his hands. With a sigh he stood, placing the box back on the nightstand and grabbed a box of tissues to clean himself with.
The sound of his phone made him jump, making him curse as he threw the last of the tissues in the waste can and grabbed the phone.
A DC number flashed across the caller ID, making him pause.
'Who the hell has my number in DC?' There was only one way to find out.
"This is Inuyasha."
"Inuyasha, I'm glad I was able to get you." Inuyasha sat back on the bed in shock at the voice. Why would Myoga be calling him at… Inuyasha checked the clock...10:00 pm?
"President-Elect Totosai would like to meet with you, how quickly could you be at the White House?"
Inuyasha looked down at himself, the last remnants of his call with Kagome drying on his skin that was laid out in all its glory, his button down shirt wrinkled beyond repair from his movements.
"Ahhh… 45 minutes sir?"
