TAKE, TAKE, TAKE
Summary: Kagome Higurashi...what can be said that no one already knew? How about...she was secretly a pervert?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Atobe/Kagome – Kagome/Ryoma – Ryoma/Atobe – Atobe/Kagome/Ryoma (Decided this after I made the pairings, but she will also have small...um...small...uh...encounters, yes…with other male characters!)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rated: M for Mature Content, (So…this borderlines RAPE, and has Underage Adult Themes, Incest and…screw it…this is Lolita Porn!) LOVE YOU GUYS!
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CHAPTER FOUR IS….
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"Anyone who failed with less than sixty will be taking remedial lessons. With the highest grade, a ninety-eight, Yaguchi-San. Very good, Yaguchi-San. Coming in second with a ninety-six, Higurashi-San. Wonderful job, both of you."
Kagome glanced down at the test on her desk, then turned her eyes towards the window. She hadn't seen Ryoma for almost a week. Her body gave off a nearly unnatural flush now, and it was something that hadn't gone unnoticed. More than a few sensei had asked her if she was feeling alright, classmates asked if she had a fever, one asked if she needed to go to the nurse. It was annoying. She needed him. Keigo told her not to let anyone else touch her or cum inside her. How could she listen to such a demand?! It wasn't that she was listening to him; it was merely...Seigaku's regulars wouldn't let him out of their sights. If they had practice, it was like he was assigned a bodyguard-of-the-day! Seriously, was he their pet? Turning her eyes from the court, she sighed. 'Maybe I can catch him before practice...or―ah!' Standing, she started towards the door.
"H-Higurashi-San?! Where do you think you're going?"
"Mn, gomen sensei, nurse!" She called before the door closed loudly behind her. Glancing down the hall, she grinned and raced after a familiar redhead. "Nai, Senpai!"
"Hm? Ah, it's O'Chibi's girlfriend!"
'Girlfriend?' Kagome frowned, "who's girlfriend?"
"O-O'Chibi...Ryoma-San."
Shaking her head, she moved in closer to the redhead, "I'm not his girlfriend. I just like having sex with him. Please don't confuse my intentions with infatuation." She smirked when his cheeks became flushed. "Nai, Senpai, you guys have been making things difficult for me. I'm becoming quite frantic, frustrated even. My body feels warm, but you keep Ryoma under constant surveillance."
Bringing a hand to the back of his neck, he dropped his gaze, "that's Buchou. He and some others saw you pull Ryoma-San inside the changing room, and now they are taking precautions to watch over him. Thinking that it's inappropriate for the two of you to act like this,"
"That's our choice to make, not theirs." Watching the older boy fiddle with his shirt, she smiled at how nervous he looked, "Then," slipping her hand up along his uniform top, she tugged him down a bit, "why not help me out instead. I'm losing my mind, Senpai. Please...please make me feel good."
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Burning...her fingers were soft but ran across his chest like fire. How someone so small could cause him to feel such a forceful heat. In the empty chemistry classroom, with the lights off, there was only the filtered glow from the sun outside that lit the room up.
"Unbutton me," a careful kiss along his neck; he shakingly brought his hand to her uniform top. Kagome smiled at the nerves. Ryoma was the same when he took her. Uncertain, nervous, confused. It was okay like this. "Eiji-Senpai, dare to desire, you can do as you like to me, no restraints... no judgment."
'No judgment...' like a veil had been lifted from his eyes, he took her lithe form in. Settled upon the teachers' desk, Kagome gazed wantonly at him. His fingers grazed the first button ever so lightly before he began pressing them through the slits one by one. Placing his hands on her thighs, he pushed them apart and pressed himself closer to her core, her eyes watery with lust, unhindered as she pushed aside his shirt and watched it fall in a pool of fabric to the floor.
Ginger sweet kisses trailed along defined muscles, "Are you okay with this?"
Charmed? He thought he might be. She was stunning, gentle, precious; he wasn't fooled by the inhibitions of love but delighted in the imprint that was carnal desire—leaning in, devouring her lips, teasing her tongue tentatively. His mind was lost to the touch of fantasy, and his body moved on primal instinct. Craving the body before him, he pressed her back against the cold surface of the desk and smirked. There was a delicious thrill at indulging in such acts right where anyone could walk in and see them. Should he be afraid?
"Ah~!"
Peering down at the flush nipple, he wasn't entirely sure when he'd uncovered these pert treasures. Dipping his head down, his tongue darted out and toured the pink flesh.
"Mng~ Senpai," Kagome's eyes snapped open at a sharp pain, "ah! S-senpai!" Her cheeks burned in embarrassment at the sudden cry from the acute pain.
Grinning, Eiji sucked the nipple as if drinking her in. With a resounding 'pop,' he released her nipple, "I like the sounds you make."
Bringing her hands to his hair, she pulled him down further and pressed her parted lips to his, her tongue tangling with his in a dance for dominance. His hips were moving, pressing harder against her. Bringing his hand to one of her knees as it moves up along his side, her leg coming to rest behind him. "E-Eiji-Senpai," she whispered, flustered, "make me scream."
A pair of catlike eyes peered inside the room; a small crack of the door gave way to the lusty vision.
"Ummah!"
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Ryoma stepped back and shut the door with a silent 'thud.' Walking down the hall, he glanced around as he considered his options. Kagome and Eiji were in the throes of sex, and he personally wanted to be in there with them, but that was entirely too risky. Not that he was against the risk, but he had been doing all that he could to save her reputation in school. Eiji wasn't thinking about her status; it seemed, not that he blamed his Senpai. It was hard to wrap your head around the situation when one was being drowned in the desire that was Kagome.
Looking along the wall, he smirked. 'That works,'
Reaching out to a white pully, he gave a slight tug and listened as a shrill alarm was set off throughout the entire school. Disappearing quickly from the fire alarm, he made his way back to the chemistry lab.
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'A fire drill?' Kagome couldn't think straight, not knowing what to do as Eiji continued to kiss his way along her abdomen—caressing her breasts, massaging, and kneading the petite mounds while learning her body. It was only when there was a muted chuckle from behind him that he finally pulled back. Glazed eyes glanced around but came to see no one in the room.
"Mada mada dane~."
The whisper from behind her had her arching to get a better view. Such movement opened Eiji up to her nipples, and he pulled her in closer so that she wasn't touching the desk.
"Ah~ R-Ryoma... you, did you set the alarm?"
"Ah,"
Blushing, she smiled and reached out to the boy, he leaned in and acknowledged her need.
"O'Chibi is okay with this?"
"Kind of late to be asking, don't you think, Eiji-Senpai?" Climbing onto the desk, he pulled Kagome out of Eiji's hold and had her kneel in front of the acrobatic tennis player. Messing with her skirt, he watched satisfied as the pleated skirt fell around her legs before placing his hand between her legs, teasing the thin striped fabric just along her slit. "Kagome, let's do our best at making Eiji-Senpai feel good."
"Ah, hai!"
Eiji suddenly found himself being presented with the precious vision of both his kouhai in tennis, and the lustful Hime that had ensnared said kouhai—observing the two as he suddenly wasn't sure what to do. A hand cupped him, and he felt his eyes widened at the hungry look in his kouhai's eyes. "R-Ryoma!" He was sure that this wasn't okay. All of it. Yeah, he was seriously into it a moment ago, but all of this was moving so fast. Was Ryoma seriously going to do this with them!? No, no way. His precious O'Chibi...would do something so... lewd...
Grunting, his hips thrusted a bit at the feel of the prodigal tennis player's lips on the crotch of his pants. "Ahh~! Ryoma! It's, it's strange... what are you...ngh...naah!"
Chuckling against the fabric, he bit the zipper and pulled down, Kagome finding her way behind their Senpai. Pressing her chest up against his back, she ran her fingers up to his nipples and teased the hardening buds. "Senpai, you like the way it feels, right? Ryoma playing with your dick like this?"
"N-no...no, that's not―"
She pinched his nipples and felt giddy at the groan, his body shivering at the touch, "does Eiji-Senpai secretly like the feel of being abused?" Taking a hand, she delved down the length of his stomach, watching Ryoma run his tongue along the cotton of Eiji's boxers. His girth was pressed to Ryoma's face despite the fabric.
"This is too much!" No longer in control of the situation, he stumbled forward, his hands catching the desk as his cock plunged against Ryoma's mouth, allowing the younger boy easier access. His underwear being pulled down had him ducking his head down in humiliation.
"Eiji-Senpai, can I play with you here?"
Raising his head to look, he didn't even get the chance to turn his head when a finger traced along the entrance of his ass. "N-no! No, it's not, it's dirty! You can't! AH! K-KAGOME!"
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Fuji glanced around the line for all of the tennis regulars, most were in his line of sight, but he couldn't see Eiji, which was seriously bothering him. Behind him, Oishi and Tezuka were keeping their own eyes set for the redhead. "There's Ryoma's class," he watched as more students filed out of the school. The alarm having taken everyone by surprise. "I don't see Ryoma either."
"I'm sure it's fine." Even as Oishi said this, he looked nervously around the other lines. "Maybe they came out on the other side or with another class."
Fuji wasn't so sure. He had a theory, but he couldn't prove it if he couldn't go inside and check. With so many around, he'd never be able to search the school for his redhaired friend and Ryoma. However, there was another face among the crowd that he'd not yet found. 'That girl...I don't see her either.'
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"Ryoma, you should be fine, right?"
"Hai," Ryoma stood and moved behind his Senpai, "it's pink, kind of cute."
Eiji brought a hand back behind him to hide the place in question, "don't, don't look!"
"Nai, Eiji-Senpai, let me see it properly. Kagome took her time here, so I want to be sure to pay it close attention too."
"You were thrusting so deeply in Ryoma's mouth while I stretched you here, didn't you enjoy it?" Placing herself on a desk a bit lower than the teachers, she held her arms out and smiled as he leaned into her warmth. "Eiji-Senpai, you can take me too. I want to feel you," she brought her hand between her legs and gently tugged his cock towards her entrance, "here. Inside, please..."
Cupping her face, he pressed the head of his dick against her fleshy lips, closing his eyes tightly at the fingers that stretched his ass. "T-tell me if it hurts, I'll slow down." Maybe he'd said it for Ryoma's benefit as well. He was scared, but...he was also...excited?
"Eiji-Senpai, relax a bit, I won't hurt you. Kagome will take care of you there, and I'll take care of you here." Nudging the entrance, Ryoma closed his eyes as he pushed inside, grunting, he listened as Eiji cried out at the intrusion.
"Ah, it hurts! I-it hurts, O'Chibi!"
Kagome pressed down on his length and arched at the sudden feeling of being filled inside. A breath moan echoed along her neck, and she smiled as the older male shivered in her arms before pressing deeper inside of her. The pain, forgotten. He was treading carefully, trying not to hurt her, despite his more confidant persona earlier. "Eiji-Senpai, you don't need to be so careful with my body. I don't mind if you're rough with me."
Whispered moans began filling the chemistry lab. Ryoma thrusted inside his Senpai as they found a rhythm between the two of them. Kagome's voice was claiming the walls and bouncing from vial to beaker as she was pounded desperately into the desk. Breathless sighs and cries of ecstasy rang throughout the empty halls. "Nng," Closing his eyes, Ryoma gripped Eiji by the hips and ground harder against the male, hearing Kagome squeal out as Eiji jerked at the feel of his prostate being continuously grazed.
"Eiji-Senpai! Waah! Yes, it feels so good!" Kagome cried out. Her legs tightened around his waist as he pulled her up against his chest, her arms finding his neck just before he dropped to his knees before Ryoma, the younger burying himself inside him continuously as he fed his desire.
Trembling in their grasps, he felt the tightening of his loins and cried out, "R-Ryoma, I-I'm cumming, s-slow down, let me pull―out!"
Kagome locked her eyes with Ryoma, reaching her hand out, he caught it with his and laced his fingers with hers. He was pressing his chest flesh to his Senpais back before ramming even harder inside him.
Eiji's eyes grew at the new flash of white that caught his eyes, a shock of ecstasy was sent through his body with every one of Ryoma's thrusts. "W-what? What is that!?"
Smirking, Ryoma pressed his lips to his Senpai's shoulder. "Mada mada dane,"
"AH! A-AGAIN!" Eiji wasn't sure if he was crying or not, his mouth wide open as he lost himself in a daze of lust, crying out, not even aware of what was happening anymore.
"G-gomen Senpai, but...please, inside of me. I want to feel it... I want to feel it...ah, mmah! More, more, more~!" Looking up at the lewd expression on their Senpai's face, how his tongue was peeking out between his widely parted lips, Kagome captured this naughty mouth is a thirsty kiss, devouring his moans and cries as he released his load inside her, "mmmah!"
A few final thrusts from behind and Ryoma clung tightly to Eiji as he came inside the fifteen-year-old. When he pulled back, he chuckled, watching the redhead topple over onto his side next to Kagome. "Eiji-Senpai, you need to get off of Kagome's arm, you'll break it."
Eiji let Ryoma pull him up a bit so that Kagome could remove her arm from the awkward position it was bent in. When she dipped her head between the redhead's legs, Ryoma was offered up the delicious sight of her cleaning the older male's member. "You really like the way it tastes?"
"Hm," she smiled lazily as she trailed her tongue up along the softened length.
Eiji blinked back the haze of lust, trying to retain a semblance of his sanity, he brought a hand to Kagome's head and lifted her by the chin. Pulling her into his arms, he smiled playfully down at her, "wah, arigato, Kagome-Chan, Ryoma-Kun. I think we should get dressed, though, before someone comes in here."
Ryoma eyes the clock curiously on the wall. The teachers were undoubtedly checking the classrooms by now, and this would be plenty to get them each suspended should they be caught like this. "Right,"
The three gathered their wits while dressing. Though Kagome was in the mood to cuddle, she had to keep her head.
Ryoma crouched down behind her and ran his fingers through her hair a bit while she tied her shoes. "You tired?"
Kagome gave a small nod, "yeah."
"Let's skip classes then; we can rest on the roof."
Eiji wasn't sure what to say, but when Kagome reached out to him and smiled, he could only go along with the two. Whatever happened now, he'd gone too deep, and too far over this cliff, all he could do now was hold on tight. Reaching his hand out to hers, he let her pull him off towards the roof while Ryoma followed silently beside them.
Nothing happened here. It was a haven. As the sun guided them into a deep slumber and their previous activities drained them of all their energy. The trio found rest beneath the wayward clouds above. With Ryoma lying on his back, Kagome lay curled into his chest while Eiji's head rested against his side.
Playing with his Senpai's hair while his other hand drew soothing circles on Kagome's shoulder, Ryoma watched the clouds drift along. '...so that's what happens when I'm pent up.'
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Me: Here is chapter four! Let me know what you think~