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Chapter 5

A text alert chimed on her phone, breaking her concentration. Looking around and lifting scattered pages, she located her phone to read a simple message of;

'Dinner?'

She smiled before looking at the time and gasping she forgot to eat again. She'd been doing that since she took over this position at the company. She had a habit of getting really into her work and just tuning out her body's needs.

InuYasha happened upon her a couple times and didn't hesitate to drag her away for some food. It seemed Sesshoumaru learned of her habits too.

'Sure, what did you have in mind?' she replied, feeling the hunger roll through her body like a wave.

She stood up from her desk and stretched, glad to have been working from home today. She had spent the week going into the office and getting herself comfortable, but she wanted the relative quiet of the estate to dig into her research.

'Come to the kitchen' was the response, she paused for a moment before shrugging, hoping her sweatshirt, shorts and fuzzy socks were ok. She didn't feel like changing.

She found him in the kitchen looking into various takeout bags, he was dressed in lounge wear as well, 'didn't he go in today?' she wondered.

He looked up at her entrance, "I hope you like yakisoba."

She skipped over to the cabinets, grabbed two plates and brought them to the kitchen island covered in take away, "sounds great to me." Her stomach rumbled to echo her sentiment.

He chuckled and took a plate from her and began sharing a portion of the meal. She reached for another container only to be stopped by a plate full of food being placed in her hands. She looked up at him confused and he only motioned for her to sit at the breakfast nook by the window.

She did as told and shuffled to the table and took a seat waiting for him. "Thank you" she said finally as he sat across from her. He only nodded in response and they ate in companionable silence.

"Did InuYasha let it slip that I forget to eat?" She asked, once they were close to finishing.

"Slipping implies some level of tact. He complains loudly about how he can't focus on work cause he has to 'feed your skinny ass'" Sesshoumaru responded, eyes crinkling in mirth.

"My ass isn't skinny!" She cried in mock outrage, before dissolving into giggles.

"I agree, it is quite eye-catching."

She threw a napkin at him playfully, "why thank you" she squeaked out with a blush. Clearing her throat, she decided to take over this conversation. Flirting can happen later.

"So, what do you do when you're not at work?" She asked. As far as she was able to tell, he spent the majority of his time in the office or just working in general.

"I have a few simple pleasures. Work keeps me fairly busy, more so as of late. I enjoy a good spar, I practice kendo and zazen meditation. I hike occasionally." He replied after a moment of thought, realizing that they indeed knew nothing about the other.

"Oh I haven't been on a good hike in what feels like forever, certainly not since I've moved back." She gushed, staring wistfully into the ceiling missing the slight widening of his eyes.

"You hike?"

"Oh yes, I spent a lot of time traveling to mountainous areas just to be around all the greenery. Cities get claustrophobic after a while." She looked over at him through her lashes, pretending to pay attention to the leftovers in her plate.

"We should go on a hike together?" She suggested hopefully.

"We should, I haven't been out in the mountains in a while" he agreed after a beat. "It would also enable us to find out what else we may have in common."

Kagome bit her nail, suddenly agitated. "Can we talk about it? We're adults, we don't have to pretend it doesn't exist. It's like the hugest yellow elephant in a tiny white room."

He leaned backwards in his seat and folded his arms, "What's there to talk about?"

"Well for example, it limits our choices in life. And it's the god damned 21st century, this is a ridiculous ask of people!" She took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blow up. I just wonder what we might be missing out on because of this."

She looked at him earnestly, almost mentally willing him to understand.

"You fear you will miss out on the one," he murmured looking off to the side. "I too wished to make my own choices in who I marry and when. But I've also accepted that as heir, my wants are the families wants."

He looked at her, eyes softer than she'd ever seen them, "I cannot promise you love, but I can promise fidelity and respect."

She reached for his hand over the table, "and friendship?" She asked hopefully, she would hate to not be friends with the person she would have to spend the rest of her life with.

"And friendship." He confirmed. She smiled wildly in return.

They spent the rest of the evening in the library chatting and cuddling. He learned that she had wanted to learn judo when she was younger but her parents wouldn't let her, that she had a passion for painting but didn't put too much of an effort into it because she knew it couldn't be much more than a hobby in their Clan's eyes.

She found out that he used to be proficient in music, once being offered a seat to play with the Japan Philharmonic Orchestra. He turned it down. He told her that he did learn judo when he was younger, but preferred Kendo and that he wanted to see her flats in Vienna and Monte Carlo, she told him that she wanted to see his favourite place in Japan.

At some point during the night, a stroke of the cheek turned from playful to sensual, regular breathing became hitched and laboured and two bodies entangled together in mutual want, need and ecstasy.

-LS-

Sesshoumaru found it difficult to focus on his breathing techniques. He had wanted to have a relaxing meditation session before spending the rest of the morning going through katas. He didn't anticipate how relaxed his body would be, even if a bit sore, and how cluttered his mind was.

He thoroughly enjoyed the night before. The impromptu date had gone off very well, they had a very eye-opening night, finding out that they had a fair few things in common. He hadn't anticipated that and dared to not raise his hopes about the whole situation.

Snuggling in the library was another thing he would have never anticipated, but he cannot say it wasn't pleasurable. They teased and flirted with each other, becoming more comfortable as the night wore on.

Learning all sorts of random tidbits; he found it frustrating that she hid keys to her apartments in strategic locations, which told him that she either lost keys or rushed out of her home often. 'She is often late' he thought, realizing that maybe the extra keys were for the best.

He shifted minutely in his full lotus position as his mind wandered into the activities later into the night. It was spontaneous that he ended up almost atop her, and she had stroked his cheek, pushing his shoulder length hair from his face. He will admit that her licking her lips in that moment brought back memories of their kiss at the office and he didn't even have time to think before he was melding their lips together again.

It was a frenzy of limbs afterwards, his hand was already in her sweatshirt, cupping and kneading her breast, she had one leg hooked behind his back, pulling their lower halves together.

He thought about how she caught him off guard a few times during their coupling; toppling him off balance and turning them over to get on top with a momentum from her hips, she rode him beautifully, meshing their chests together, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back to give her room while her tongue was finding sensitive spots all over his neck and ear.

When he wasn't sucking her wonderful breasts that bounced in and out of his mouth, he was nibbling and sucking her own neck and clavicle. His arm wrapped around her back, keeping them entangled, and his other hand gripping her ass cheek to help her bounce up and down his straining shaft.

He also enjoyed the way she stood on her toes and arched her back to meet his thrusts when he bent her over the back of the couch and took her from behind. She had tried to take over the speed of his thrusts which made for a pleasurable 'fight'. She felt like a partner in their intercourse, an active participant in both of them achieving the best orgasms possible.

She blew his normal sexual expectations of foreplay, a few minutes astride and then him doing the rest of the work to achieve his own orgasm after his partner received normally the first of hers. They sometimes got one or a few more in his quest for his own.

'If this is what we have to look forward to, I can't be completely upset at this arranged marriage' he thought with a smirk. He wondered where she was this morning, unable to keep his mind from wandering to wanting another session with her. He might be smitten, but that wasn't something he felt ready to think about.

Kagome for her part was not faring any better. 'So the sex is fantastic.' she thought with a smile, she was still in bed, not sleeping, but allowing her sheets to caress her pleasantly aching body.

'And he's strong,' she bit her lip remembering how his shoulders and biceps felt under her hands, when she grabbed on for dear life while he thrust into her with abandon. The pleasure was delicious and she found herself feeling wound up again, good sex did that.

She remembered how his tongue worked her in a frenzy. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the familiar warmth low in her belly and the trickle of moisture from her core. She reached for her phone, for once happy that she was staying in one of the guesthouses.

'Are you busy? Round 2 ish?' she texted riskily. She bit her nail, hoping he wasn't busy and would take her up on her offer. Also hoping she wasn't reading too far into this sort of relationship that they had.

Her phone chimed and her heart hammered as she waited a beat to view the message. She worried for no reason however when the 'on my way' winked at her. She let out a giddy laugh and got out of bed to meet him at the door.

He was there when she opened the front door, her hesitant but hopeful smile mirrored on his own face. She noticed he was wearing kendo gi, clearly he was supposed to be doing something else. She raised her eyebrow in question, he stepped through the threshold and grabbed her face in a kiss in response.

The door closed behind them as they focused on each other. She climbed him, legs locking behind his back while he kissed her deeply. Her hands dug into his hair, gripping the blonde strands and scratching his scalp in the process. He gripped her thighs, pulling her in closer and walking purposefully to her bedroom.

Throwing her on the bed, he quickly stripped of his kimono. He noticed she was trying to wiggle out of her sleeping clothes and grabbed one of her long legs and pulled her towards him.

He lightly ran his hands down her leg, stroking her ankle and calf, sending sparks of sensation through her body. He leaned forward and captured her lips hungrily, only breaking to pull her t-shirt over her head. They both hissed at the skin to skin contact and grabbed the other to continue the feeling.

She grabbed his shoulder, pulling his face to her while his hand found her covered core.

"So wet already," he murmured into their kiss, she moaned in response, bucking her hips into his palm. He applied a little more pressure to her clit and she arched her back, responding beautifully to him.

Pulling away, he smirked when she tried to follow his lips. He gave her a light peck before focusing on her dripping center. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them off her body in one motion. He took a moment to admire her weeping snatch, feeling masculine pride that she was this turned on by him.

Not wasting any more time, he dragged his tongue in one fluid motion up her slit, pulling a cry from the woman below him. Her hands found his hair again, gripping the strands as she tried to keep his head between her thighs. He obliged her with another long lick followed by plunging his tongue into her core. He reached up her body and tweaked a pebbled nipple, while simultaneously rubbing her swollen clit and thrusting his tongue in a rhythm. Kagome tensed above him, her cry extending into a moan while she shattered from his ministrations.

Her legs shook as she fell limp beneath him. He crawled up her body slowly, pausing to stroke her bare skin, and lick languidly where he felt like. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him towards her mouth in a deep kiss. He rumbled in pleasure as she spun them over, straddling his hips, trapping his thick member between their bodies.

She crawled down his body, pausing to bite his shoulder, nipple and belly button, each pulling a noise from his throat, before she homed in on her destination. Taking her time, she swirled her tongue around his tip, he bucked at the sensation. She licked down the underside of his shaft, applying pressure with her tongue straight down to his sac. He hissed in pleasure before groaning when his whole cock was enveloped in her warm mouth.

He felt himself hit the back of her throat, the sensation exquisite, especially when she pulled those wonderful lips back up the length of his shaft. She kept a rhythm, pulling him deeper into the fog, her wondrous mouth torturing him slowly, while she alternated between running her fingers lightly over his sensitive body, cupping his balls and humming, sending vibrations through him.

"Kagome.." he got out, he knew he was at the precipice, if she continued he was going to spill his seed down her throat. He tapped her head, trying to signal further to her, but she didn't let up. He couldn't hold himself back anymore and gave into the sensations of her going faster, sucking harder. Clearly determined to make him cum and who was he to deny her.

He came. Hard. With a loud groan and his whole body tense.

She swallowed as much as she could, still bobbing above him to prolong his pleasure.

He then felt her crawl up his body, straddling him but laying chest to chest. He rested his hands on her hips, laying light open mouthed kisses on her neck and shoulder. She gasped, undulating her hips against him, feeling him slowly harden again beneath her. He lifted her hips above him, aligning himself, he raised his own hips to slide home in her welcoming heat.

They both groaned in pleasure, her back arching at the wonderful intrusion, feeling the sensation zing up her spine and through her nerve endings. He continued to thrust, long and deep, building the pleasurable pressure between them.

"Sessooohhh" a pant of his name turned into a moan as her back arched in pleasure, she grabbed his shoulder as she tried to match his pace, but he flipped them over laying her on her back and pulling her legs over his shoulders. She was helpless to stop the assault on her sex, only being able to fist the sheets and cry out her pleasure. He relentlessly pounded into her, pinching her nipples and rubbing her bundle of nerves in tandem pushing her to the edge but slowing down right before she could crest the wave of her orgasm.

He pulled out and flipped her again, placing her on her hands and knees, pressing her head and shoulders into the bed as he slid home once again. She cried out hoarsely as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. He slapped her ass, eliciting a scream moan hybrid. He slapped the other cheek before grinding himself deep into her.

"Fuck" he moaned, "you feel so damn good" he punctuated each word with a deep thrust, her ass cheeks slapping against his hips. She screamed her orgasm into the bed, crying unintelligible words of praise as her juices flowed freely and her cunt gripped him for dear life. He couldn't hold on after that and groaned out his own orgasm, pulling out in time to spill himself on her ass and have it dribble down her legs.

She sunk into the bed, spent, uncaring that she was going to need to get the sheets changed. She felt him lay bonelessly beside her, both breathing heavily. She felt him put an arm around her waist and pull her to rest on him, and she shifted so they were facing each other. He pulled a blanket from the pile pushed to the side of the bed and threw it over them. She snuggled into his chest and he lightly stroked her hair, both deciding that they didn't want to move and that a nap was in order.

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-Sora