Tumblr Ask - A massage AND A hot kiss
Kagome sighed in bliss as the massage therapist pushed down on a particularly hard knot in her in the middle of her back. It had been forever since she'd had a massage, and she could kiss Sango and Miroku for buying her and Inuyasha this massage treatment at a couple's retreat spa as a wedding present. Well, maybe not Miroku. She turned her head to smile at Inuyasha across from her on an identical table.
It had taken some coaxing from her to agree to the idea of some woman other than her touching him. The champagne and strawberries left for them in the room beforehand had gone a little way towards calming his nerves, and now look at him. Sprawled on the massage table, ears twitching in bliss as the masseuse pushed her elbows into a painful spot underneath his left shoulder blade. They'd asked for non-scented oil, so he didn't have to worry about the scent overpowering his sensitive nose, and they'd turned the 'wind through the bamboo forest' soundtrack down low. She wanted to grin at how comfortable he looked, and she did.
"What's so funny Kagome?" he slurred, one eye opening to look at her.
"You are, Mr. I Don't Think I'd Feel Comfortable Having A Massage", she grinned.
The masseuses moved towards the top of each table, finishing with a head massage for each of them which had Kagome and Inuyasha both groaning. Kagome's masseuse tapped her shoulder gently.
"All done Mrs. Takahashi", she said softly. "Your warmed yukatas are waiting on the chair near the door. Complimentary snacks will be brought up to your room in half an hour."
"Thank you so much" murmured Kagome sleepily. "This was so nice."
"You're very welcome", the masseuse smiled. Kagome heard the opening and closing of the door to the massage room, and opened her eyes again to look at Inuyasha, his golden eyes watching her from the other table.
"I'm still not used ta hearin' that."
"Hmmm?"
"People calling you Mrs. Takahashi. I like it, I like it a lot."
"So do I", purred Kagome, stretching her muscles before she sat up. The small towel covering her drooped down, and the white haired half demon sighed, propping his head up in his palm, as he half reclined on the table.
"I see somethin' else I like a lot Mrs. Takahashi."
"Oh really, Mr Takahashi. Care to come over here and tell me what that is?"
"Nah, I'm too comfy. I don't think I can get up off this table to be honest. Everything feels like jelly."
"Oh dear", murmured Kagome in fake distress as she shifted off the table and sauntered over to the yukatas, dropping the towel behind her, "whatever shall I do? Little ol' me, a newly married woman, with a husband who can't 'get up'?"
A sudden breeze was the only warning she had before her naked chest was pushed up against the door of the massage room.
"Here's somethin' you might wanna know about bein' married to a half demon", Inuyasha murmured, palms flat to the door either side of Kagome's head, his nose nuzzling into the back of her neck, appreciating the access to his wife's soft skin while her hair was piled up high on her head in a messy bun. "We have excellent recovery time."
Kagome turned, wrapping her arms around her husband's neck. "Hallelujah", she whispered, small teeth biting down on her bottom lip, "my very own miracle."
"I aim to please Mrs. Takahashi", Inuyasha grinned.
"Oh, I'm counting on it", she replied.
Inuyasha's mouth dropped to hers, warm lips eager to close the separation between them. At first the kiss was soft, playful, until Kagome bit down on Inuyasha's bottom lip. Suddenly the kiss became frantic, tongues dancing, heat rising between them. Kagome's hands buried themselves into Inuyasha's long mane of hair, tugging a fistful as she went up on tiptoe, desperate to be closer. Inuyasha's hands glided down over shoulders, fingers following her spine downwards until he grasped her hips firmly. He pushed her backwards, wanting to take everything she'd give. Kagome's head thudded onto the back of the door, eliciting a soft apology from her husband as he rubbed and cradled the back of her head, then dipped his head, ready to plunder the warmth of her mouth again.
Tap, tap, tap.
"Excuse me Mr and Mrs Takahashi, but I need to prep the room for the next couple. Will you be long?"
"We'll be right out", called out Inuyasha, silencing his wife's embarassed giggle with a final smooch, helping her into her yukata, then shrugging on his own.
"Time to go Mrs. Takahashi", he teased, tugging her hand as they passed the amused masseuse. "I do believe I was promised a snack in our room, and I've built up quite the appetite."