Souta was not in school on this beautiful Friday, he was somewhere he would usually go to get away for a while. The nature park. It was one of his favorite spots to relax and think. He sat on the soft grass, leaning against a large oak tree that provided a good shaded area in a small meadow, overlooking a small spring nearby a empty picnic clearing. He was out here alone but the deafening silence was not unwelcome. He enjoyed the scenery around him, the colorful butterflies seemed to dance in calming motion, enjoying the blossoming wild flowers around the narrow spring. The birds singing beautiful tunes, calming his restless soul. Indeed he was at peace at the moment.
On the other hand, he was also aware of the cell phone clutched like a weapon in his hand. He had called Connie and had gotten her voicemail and he left the stupidest and most embarrassing message ever. He had meant to tell her, it was him, the boy from the arcade and whenever she got a change to call him back. But it came out more like stuttering and rambling and repeating himself and forgetting what he was trying to say. He shook his head at the thought, he didn't know why this girl made him so flustered.
He was a known ladies man, it boggled his mind on how his brain shut off every time he even thought of this girl. He never felt this was before about any of the girls he been with, he wasn't even sure what was so different about her. She was gorgeous, but he been around pretty girls before. Her vibe was something different, he couldn't put his finger on it, he was sure she was human but there was something special about her. Her aura was a dust, glittering around her rather than a sphere like he was use to seeing. Something was attracting him to her like bees to honey.
" Sup Cutie."
Souta blinked, coming out of his thoughts to see someone was standing in front of him. He jumped to his feet, eyes going wide at the female, " Connie!" his voice came out too high, he closed his eyes in embarrassment and shook his head, " I mean, hey, what's up, what are you doing here?"
She stood there in light blue jean shorts with shredded pockets showing her long caramel chocolate legs and a flowy mock neck sleeveless top that stopped just before her shorts did. Her hair was wrapped the high twisted bun and donned large silver hoops. Her matte chocolate lipstick sexy on her juicy lips, matching her cool cat wing eyeliner. She was wearing the same pair of white sneaker wedges from the arcade. She was all smiles as she pulled her cellphone out her back pocket, bracelets clinking as she shook it, " Your voicemail. You kept giving your location every time you turned."
Souta blinked, confused, " What?"
Connie giggled, not able to hold it all in, she opened the voicemail, put in on speaker and pressed play. Souta listened as his voice came from the device, rushed and nervous.
Hey Connie its me, I'm taking a left on Canal. I mean its me as in Souta. I mean Souta as in the boy from the arcade. I'm at the stoplight. I just wanted to call you and uh, see like if you wanted to, you know, get a drink or something. I'm heading downtown. I don't mean like a drink drink, I'm not trying to get you drunk. I mean if you want to we could but that's not what I mean. I mean we can get coffee or tea, do you like ice tea, would you like to have an ice tea with me? I'm crossing the bridge. Call me when you get a chance, I'm at the nature park.
Souta shook his head, closing his eyes, he didn't even know he did that, why the hell was he narrating where he was going. A hand covered his face, " Just kill me now." he mumbled.
Connie laughed, shaking her head, " I thought it was really cute. How come you're not in school?"
Souta blinked, " Oh, um, its my sister's wedding reception today, I was her best man so I'm pose to be getting ready for the party."
Connie raised a brow, " You mean maid of honor?"
Souta just nodded, " Yeah but the boy version."
Connie laughed, " That's cute."
Souta just shrugged, " My family's pretty fucked up and she's the only one I really care about. She's like my mom really, always looking out for me and having my back." he shook his head with a small smile, " It's weird, our relationship, she's more than my sister, she's my best friend. Like, I would never wish it to happen, but I know my sister would do absolutely anything for me. Like, legal or illegal." He frowned, blinking, " Why did I just tell you that."
Connie smiled, " I think it's sweet, you love your sister."
He nodded with a smile, " Yeah I do. How come you're not in school?"
Connie just shrugged, " Friday's are elective classes only and I already passed out of gym and art."
Souta looked to her and shook his head again, " I'm sorry about the voicemail, I'm not usually... like that."
Connie nodded, " Oh I know, the girls at the arcade told me all about you and your little friends." she raised a brow, " The Heartthrob Trio is what ya'll call yourselves right?"
Souta frowned, his cheeks dusting a soft pink, " Kohaku came up with that name, not me I swear."
Connie just laughed, " Sure."
Souta shook his head, " I'm not like that I promise."
Connie crossed her arms, " So you never told a girl you had feelings for her just to fuck her?"
Souta opened his mouth to deny the claim then closed it, knowing damn well he told a girl whatever they wanted to hear to get what he wanted. Connie just nodded, his silence enough of an answer, " I thought so."
She turned to leave, all the red flags of a fuck boy was in place and she'd be damned if she fell for it thousands of miles from home. Souta blinked seeing she was leaving, he raced after her, grabbing her arm, " Connie wait!"
She turned to him, looking at the hand that was holding her wrist, " If you don't let go, I'll break it."
Souta stepped back, believing she had the capability to follow through on her threat, " Okay, yeah I'm a dick. Me and my friends play females all the time with no care of the consequences. But with you it's different."
Connie made a face, raising a brow, not buying it, " Boys like you are the reason why girls snap. You play with their feelings thinking its a game then toss them to the side when your done." she shook head, she seen it happen too many times, females letting a boy get inside they head and change their entire lives for them just to be dumped like trash on the side of the road as soon as they get what they wanted. " You're just like all the others."
Souta frowned, now offended, he was always nice to the girls he messed with and always kept in contact with them. He never actually lied to a female, these girls knew who he was and knew what was going to happened. He never asked a girl to be his woman just to fuck, he never told a girl he loved her just to fuck. He charmed, complimented and seduced but never lied. He grabbed her arm again, " Hey, you don't even know me."
Connie snatched her arm away, turning to him again, " I know your type, teenager, spoiled, get what you want, never told no, never lost a fight, like placing bets on how many girls you can fuck in one night kind of guy. Am I right?"
Souta frowned, " That's not true."
Connie just raised her brows, " But it is isn't it. No one just never called you on it." she shook her head, " I'm not from around here and I'm not the one to fuck with."
He reached for her again, " Connie wait."
Her brown eyes flashed something deadly, turning in a flash, Connie launched at him. Souta had enough sense to dodge the punch to his head and block the chop to his throat. But the foot that connected with his cheek had him seeing stars. Blinking them away he had just enough time to block the elbow to his ribs and go on the offense. He caught her next blow mid air, bending her arm back at an awkward angle only until it became painful. She cried out as she was painfully yanked close, they were close now. Neither pulling back as they tried to gain the upper hand. The distance between them disappearing. Connie bit him hard, sending a pulsing trail of fire through his pulse, his forearm blocking a chop to his throat. She pushed her palm out, aiming for the Adam apple. He caught it, pinning it behind her neck. She tried to push him off her but he was too strong.
Her knee raised to hit him in the groin, his instincts had him pressing his hand against that knee to stop it. An arm free, she struck out with her elbow, Souta's head snapped to the side at the blow to his face.
A follow up punch came towards him, he blocked it, a spinning kick snapping into his side. Souta grunted at the impact but managed to catch the leg. He rushed forward, pinning her against a thick tree behind her, his hand on her opposite shoulder, his arm pressing down on her collar bone holding her in place, his other holding the leg that kicked him. They were both breathing heavy, not because they were tired, something else in the air was weighing them down. Heat was building around them, electricity sparking between them, like a lightening storm was thundering above them.
The hand on his arm pulled into a fist, rearing back. He caught it, pinning it above her head. Pressing her harder into the tree, she cried out, bringing her other leg up to wrap around his slender waist, the strain of holding all her weight on one leg too much for her. He pressed his hard body against hers.
Connie was startled at the sudden contact, feeling his warmth seep into her body, his firmness pressing into her. It made her shiver, his body was hard, sculpted and felt so right. Her free reached up, touching his shoulder, ready to push him away, but she didn't, couldn't. Humans were not suppose to have such strong auras, I mean yes, some you can see because some were more spiritual than others. Some knew more of there heritage than others, some were monks, mikos, holy folks. However, Souta was different, his aura spoke of a hidden power that didn't quite read priest. She felt his aura.
It was warm, like a room full of light candles, welcoming, surrounding her in a heat that seemed to be trying to seduce her. Brown eyes looked up and she was surprised by the emotion she seen his deep blue orbs. Souta was staring at her so intently, it made her tremble. He was surprised at how perfectly she fit against him. How well they molded into each other, those dark Hershey eyes, large and confused, looking at him with such conflicted emotions, it had him leaning forward. Just one taste, he thought.
Connie gasped at the brush of his soft lips, tingles running under her skin, she tried to pull back, to step away from the heat. But he had her pressed against the tree already, lips again touching hers. This was something new, this heat that sizzled in her tummy. She opened to him, wanting to taste him, his flavor was different, something smoky, something manly, was there even a name for it. It heated her insides, making her clutch at those strong shoulders.
She was so sweet, like delicious nectar, his tongue lapping at her, wanting to taste all, something was happening here. Souta wasn't expecting this but he couldn't get enough. The way she grabbed at him, her soft shudders, her silky skin rubbing against his, it all turned him on. She gasped into the kiss, she could feel his arousal against her, driving her to new heights. She felt damp and aching. Something about him was driving her crazy, her hands reached under his shirt, touching bare flesh, she can feel the pulse of the power just beneath his skin. It sent heat straight to that spot in between her thighs, never breaking their kiss, their savage ravishment of each other's mouth.
It was the hands undoing her shorts buttons that brought her out of her drug hazed state. She pulled away from him. " Wait stop."
He wanted to taste more, but instead he stepped away, needing to reassess himself as well. He was breathing heavy as he let her go, letting her stand on her own, something was happening her. They stared at each other, there was an animistic hunger in their eyes, unable to catch their breaths, they felt it pulsing with the desire in their veins. He shook his head, " Connie I didn't mean to..." He paused, didn't mean to what, kiss her like she was the very reason he breathed.
She shook her head, buttoning her shorts, she was more unsettled than she would like to believe. Her stomach was scurrying, her whole body felt weak, her chest was rising and falling quickly, her pulse was erratic and strong. " What are you? Are you human?"
Souta just stared, " Are you?"
She was shaking, this was the most unbelievable thing that ever happened to her and she had a lot of crazy experiences in her life. Never had she felt such heat and passion in just a kiss. She shook her head, it didn't make any sense, he kissed her like... she didn't even know how to explain it. He kissed her like she was the antidote for the latest plague, like he needed her to survive. " This, this isn't what's pose to happen."
He stepped closer, " Connie."
She shook her head, " No, I know what type of boy you are."
" But do you know what type of man I could become." he whispered, his lips closing the distance and met hers in a fierce, concurring kiss. She felt like she was drowning. His tongue tasting her mouth with hungry strokes, as if he was trying to devour her, starting with her mouth. So delicious she was.
She pulled away gently, eyes cast to the ground, " Stop. Please."
With a finger, Souta lift a chin to stare into those beautiful deep chocolate eyes, " Be my date tonight. I want you to meet my sister."
She blinked, surprise on her face, she knew how important his sister was to him, it didn't seem like he would bring all the girls he messed with around her," Why."
" She always told me, once I'm serious, bring her to me so I can check her out." Souta stared at the beautiful female before him, " I don't know what this is, but I'm all in. And I'm dead fucking serious." he touched her soft cheek, " I want you like I never wanted anyone in my entire life. Be my date tonight, come meet my family."
Connie blinked, shock in her big beautiful eyes, slowly she nodded, " Okay."
He smirked, " Good, let's go shopping."
She pulled back, " Wait what?"
Souta just grinned, " You're my girl now and I'mma treat you right."
Connie smiled, then frowned at the boy before her, " You hurt me and I'll kill you."
Souta grinned, offering his hand, " Deal."
She smiled and took it, together they walked out of the park and headed to the mall.
Kagome was all smiles as she made her way into the palace, when she had first searched this place, looking for the perfect spot to hide her toy chest she didn't come across anything suspicious. It only made her want to find his secret trove even more and one thing she learned out of all her years of investigating. People tend to hid their treasures in plain sight, so she went back to the bedroom they shared.
Though she searched it before she was now searching the room again, she was never one to overlook something. Her just being her, she was naturally curious, her being formerly incarcerated, her senses were trained and sharpened to be the best assets of hers skills. And now her being a detective, she couldn't let a gut feeling go not investigated, Sesshomaru was hiding something and she was going to find out what, so she checked the drawers, checked the bathroom, checked under the bed and between the mattresses, she checked the jewelry boxes, everything for a clue to his stash.
She was walking over to Sesshomaru's closet, when she opened the door and stepped in. She searched all around, going through clothes and pockets and shoe boxes and drawers. She was moving all the suit jackets away from the back rack and frowned at the wall she found behind it. It had to be here she thought, she must be missing something. There was no way he didn't have a stash somewhere, the shoes she seen where kept way to well to be left in a trunk or suitcase. Glancing up she saw cubby holes, she reached up, putting her hand in one of the four cubby holes above the rack. Trying to see if anything was in it, to her surprise, it slide down the wall, touching the floor. She watched it, blinked, then did the same to the other three, and like the first they slide down and touched the floor. All connected again the cubby holes beeped for a moment.
Kagome stepped back, there was a sudden click and a rush of air as the wall parted in front of her. It opened to a room about the size of a living room, 3 of the walls were covered from top to bottom with rows and rows of sneakers. The last wall was covered racks of dress down clothes, like jeans and plain white t shirts and basketball shorts and right beside it was a lazy boy with a cleaning kit beside it, the ottoman sides made out of mirrors so he can check out his foot game. Kagome grinned, she knew it, " He's a sneaker head."
She walked around the room with the biggest smile, she was loving that she found his stash. She bet no one knew this room even existed or that the fact that Lord Sesshomaru of the West liked Nikes so much. Getting to know him this intimate made her heart soar, she liked finding out the little things that made him happy.
She blinked, she heard a knock at the door, " Kagome, are you in there? I was told you were here."
The miko blinked, then hurried out of the room, not watching as the secret door slid closed, she opened the bedroom door and smiled at Miroku, " Sup monk."
Miroku just smiled, " What are you doing home, shouldn't you be getting ready for the reception tonight?"
Kagome just shrugged, " I forgot something, I got time."
He nodded, " Good, and don't forget 9 o clock sharp. Be here by 7 to get dressed, Lord Sesshomaru should have your outfit be then."
Kagome raised a brow, " He's buying me something to wear?"
Miroku grinned, " I may have suggested it to him, just be prepared."
Kagome laughed, then nodded, " Okay." she glanced to her watch, it was pushing 2 pm, she had enough time to debrief with the team and still meet up with her hubby, " I gotta go, don't forget what I told you about my seat being decked out." she grabbed her keys off the dresser and rushed out the door, " Later Monk."
Naraku was sitting alone in an empty room, fantasizing about the success of his revenge. Everything was going according to plans, this push for war was everything he dreamed it would be. Contacting Russell's supplier he knew he would be the main contributor of weapons. The humans will line his pockets for his demon suppressant and purifying weapons. Then he planned to be an inside trader; the secrets he would sell to the demons will also make him quite wealthy. He would buy his time and save for the palace he would build when he ruled the entire land. He will wait for the right moment to kill the leader of the human rebellion and take their place. Humans were much more easier to persuade and manipulate than demons. Besides, he had plans for the demons of these lands. He wanted full control, that's why he was pushing for this war to continue. Once everything was burned to ashes, he would bring forth a new kingdom. As of now, the demon lords of these lands were too concerned with the council and the treaty.
He knew of the arranged marriage his miko had to participant in and it did not phase him. He didn't care who she was with, no one knew his pet like he knew his pet. Once this war starts again and he takes charge and demolish all that stand in his way. He planned on taking her as his bride and weapon, he knew exactly how powerful she was and planned to use that to his advantage in battle. Once he took over for the human's general of the rebellion, he would lead an all out attack against the lords of these lands, pulling out every trick he had up his sleeves. And his miko would be his ace in the hole. No one knew her like he knew her and he will make her remember that.
All those years ago when he first found out what she could do and how powerful she actually was, he was determined to have her by his side. Unfortunate events occurred however and she was sent to prison but it due time even that worked in his favor. He was able to contact her even from her max security but after the last time, he was forced to keep his distance.
That didn't mean he stopped watching her though, he watched her grow up into a beautiful, strong and powerful woman. It made him extremely excited when he watched her, she was fast, strong, agile and ruthless in her skills. She could take on an entire gang of demons by herself if she had to and come out victorious. He liked watching her, the way her body moved was almost like a dancer when she fought, he wouldn't mind getting up close and personal to test her skills.
She was beautiful and powerful with a fire in her eyes that he wanted to snuff out so badly. The joys of breaking her would be invigorating, something that would thrill him to no end. Kagome was far more skilled than he expected, far more intelligent then he anticipated. But that was fine, he knew she will accept him and be his once enough pressure was applied. He just had to remind her who her first friend was, and that is why he planned to crash a certain party tonight. He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes, this was going to be fun.
He stood, slowly walking out the room of the " borrowed" manor he was currently using.
" Kagura."
The wind demoness turned, leaning against the wall, snapping her fan open and closed, waiting for her master to give her an order. " Yes Naraku."
" Go and get me a tux, I have an event to attend tonight."
Kagura straightened off the wall and nodded, " Yes Naraku." Walking down the hall.
Sesshomaru was heading back to his office after a meeting they had downstairs in the boardroom. He was frowning, knowing something was about to annoy him, he felt the aura of his father heading into the building about 40 mins ago. What was wrong now he thought as turned the handle of his office door and pulled it open. Looking towards the door as it opened, the former lord of the west grinned. He had his feet up on his son's desk and a Boston crème in his hand, watching his eldest walk in.
" Hey pup."
Sesshomaru was tempted to punch his father at the nickname he dreaded, " Get your feet off my desk."
Tashio just laughed, sitting probably in the chair, " How's your day so far?"
" What do you want father?"
Amber eyes rolled, " Just making conversation Sesshomaru don't be so uptight."
Sesshomaru walked over to his father and laid his folder of paperwork on his desk, " What happened?"
Tashio grinned, picking up another donut, " Nothing, I was just in the area and decided to stop in for a visit."
Sesshomaru, seeing his father was getting powder and jelly all over his briefcase. Picking it up, he turned towards the small table in the corner. " You never stop for visits, what do you want?" he asked, getting paper towels and wetting them, wiping at the smudge on his expensive case.
Tashio just shook his head, " I was wondering if you ever had the talk with Kagome. You know, about her past in jail?"
Sesshomaru frowned, that's right, he went to her house that night to ask her some questions but they never got that first. " I did not."
Tashio blinked, " How come?"
Sesshomaru turned, tossing the paper towels in the trash, " The night I went to question her she was being attacked by a demon from the rebellion."
Tashio blinked, " The council doesn't know that."
Sesshomaru looked to his father, " They don't, her team knows and think it may be related to the recent crimes the rebellions have committed."
" Is she in any danger?"
Amber eyes glanced away, " I don't know." he mumbled, opening the briefcase and sliding the folder he brought back for the meeting inside.
Tashio watched his son for a moment, his brow rising slowly, he seemed worried, " You really care for her, don't you?"
Sesshomaru blinked, glancing up to his father, his own brow raised, " What?"
Tashio shook his head, " I never seen you like this before."
The current lord of the west was tempted to roll his eyes, everybody swears they knew him, " Kagome can take care of herself." he looked to his watch seeing it was pushing 3. " I have an appointment. If you will excuse me father." he said, heading back out the door.
Tashio stared, he checked his son calender, there was nothing scheduled for 3 today, he blinked, realizing he was being left behind, " Wait." he yelled, grabbing another donut and following his son out the door, hurrying to catch up.
Walking towards the elevator, Tashio bit into the glazed deliciousness, " So when are you going to talk to her, I want to be there."
Sesshomaru glanced over, " Why?"
Tashio stood behind his son as they waited for the elevator to come, he frowned, " Something weird happened the other night and now the file I had on her is missing."
Seeing the door open, he shook his head, " I wanted to see if she knew anything about it." he glanced to his son, " Do you think she would break in my house?"
Sesshomaru lifted a shoulder, a movement too elegant to be called a shrug, " She broke in before looking for her bike, so who knows." He said, pressing the down button.
Tashio blinked, " She did?"
Sesshomaru frowned, letting out the breath he was holding for some reason, " However she was with me all night, she wouldn't have had time to sneak out and break in." He mumbled, shifting his body slightly.
Tashio grinned, he liked how his son was protective over his wife though it was an arranged marriage, he took his responsibilities serious. " I've noticed you've two have been spending a lot of time together. Is she your 3 o clock appointment?"
Sesshomaru just frowned, " Shut up."
Tashio laughed as the doors finally slid open, he nodded towards his son, " Let me know when you have that talk with her." turning in the opposite direction.
Sesshomaru nodded and headed towards his car, he had a few minutes before it actually hit 3. He wondered if he should bring up his father's concerns to his miko. Something clearly freaked his father out and the fact that his file on her is now missing rises a lot more questions.
He paused as he approached his Mclaurn, speaking of the devil, Kagome was sitting on the trunk of his car in her agent gear. Her bulletproof vest was beside her, so her chest was free in her tight black t shirt, her abs out for the world to see, her tattoo painting a dark picture in her side.
She was leaning her elbows onto her knees, holding up her face as she stared longingly at the Harley Davidson dealership across the street.
" Kagome." he called to her.
She turned at the sound of his voice, her hair swinging around her like a fan. She had slipped on a black hair band to push her bangs back, her blue eyes seeming brighter. She smiled, sliding off the trunk, wiping her pants before walking over to him. " Hey."
He smirked, she looked younger with that hair band on her head, but oh so adorable, " You're early."
She just shrugged, " I'm only late for things I don't want to do."
He walked over to her forgotten vest and picked it up, " Where's Hyde?"
She grinned, again shrugging a shoulder, " I got rid of him for a little bit, you were right, he's a dick."
He just shook his head, unlocking his car with the button on his keys, " What time do you have to be back?"
She glanced at her watch, 3:02, " 5. You?"
" Same." He opened her door for her, watching as took her vest and slid in. He walked over to the drivers side and got in as well, " Buckle up." That was the only warning he gave her before he screeched out of the parking lot.
An hour and half has passed, an older gentleman was walking his dog by the abandoned park a little ways from his home. He liked walking around the empty park, the broken swings, tattered see saw, slides with holes in it; the basketball court being taken back over by mother nature. It gave him an odd nostalgic sense of beauty.
He blinked, seeing a car in the usually empty parking lot of the park. That's a first, during this time of day, there was usually no one around the useless park. Especially not such a nice black sports car like that one. He raised a brow, thinking maybe someone was stole it and was trying to hide it from the cops. He crossed his arms as his little dog did its business, perhaps he should report it to the proper authorities. There was no way someone wasn't looking for a car that nice if it went missing.
He took a step closer, thinking he should get the license plates number to give the police when he suddenly stopped hearing a moan, " Sesshomaru."
He then saw a well manicured hand press against the fog covered window of the back door and slid down, leaving a streak behind.
A wide smile crossed his face as he turned away, that's why the car was here. Some alone time. His dog barked, signaling he was done, the older man glanced down, then back up to the car, it brought back fond memories of his youth. He grinned at the cuteness of the scene before pulling out a baggy and bending, scooping up the dropping his dog made. He was the same way with his now deceased wife when he first met her, couldn't keep away from her touch for more than an hour.
" Good times." he mumbled before standing, seeing the car rocking gently due to the activities being performed inside. He laughed softly, they must be young to be able to move around in that car like that. He wished them the best and said a silent pray for their love. He hoped it was love, he remembered what it was like being in love with his wife. He hoped whoever was in the car was experiencing something close to what he had. Even if they were just kids, he hoped it blossomed into something amazing. He smiled, " New love is so beautiful." he mumbled, flicking the leash in his hand and walking away.
The atmosphere around them cackled with heat and energy. The windows fogged, their breaths labored, clothes jumbled, and still they continued. Each thrust building upon the intensity, creating a fiery friction that sizzled and sparked in the air around them until they were living inside their own blaze.
" Baby, mmmmm." Kagome moaned trying to get words out as they kissed with a heated feverish desire. " Baby, what time is it."
Kagome head leaned back feeling him kiss her neck, sweat rolling down the both of them. " Don't care."
Kagome moaned, sliding her hands up his neck into his hair. She could feel his arousal against her, driving her to new heights. Sesshomaru turned her over, kissing the side of her neck. Her hands clawing at the leather seats of the back of his car. Moving her hair, Sesshomaru bit into her shoulder. A cry tore from her throat, every time he did that, she will get this raw feeling of passion. She could never get enough of that feeling.
He got a glance of her watch as she moved seductively against him, he licked at her ear. " 4:30, we have time." He whispered, his voice was as smooth and deep as the depths of the ocean, before nibbling on the tip than sucking on the point behind the ear.
Kagome shivered, of course her ears would be her most sensitive spot. And she had a feeling he knew that. Sesshomaru licked it from the lobe and up before biting the pointed tip lightly. Kagome moaned, moving against him, " No we don't."
He continued his assault on her ear blowing on the inside before licking the edges. His tongue sliding down to her neck leaving wet butterfly kisses. Kagome bit her lip to stop the sound that was trying to come up from her throat. Sesshomaru turned her around, kissing down her chest. She had a hand on his head, eyes closed, " We have to go."
She groaned, feeling Sesshomaru moved lower, " Do you want me to stop."
" Hell no." she moaned out.
He smirked, Kagome cried out feeling him slide inside her. She moved with him, her hand still in his hair. He leaned over, eyes on her, " If I say we have time then we have time." Taking her lips in a fierce kiss. She opened to him. His tongue sweeping through with a dominated fierceness. The tone in his voice was clear, he didn't like her talking back to him. Then suddenly she was being turned again. Her voice left on a ragged gasp, " Oh...fuck..."
She moved with him, her cries turning him on, " Don't question me again got that." He whispered. Then frowned, seeing Kagome simply nod her head. Not good enough.
His hand reached up, pulling her hair roughly, " I can't hear you."
Her head jerked back, eyes closed " Yes Daddy." She breathed out, loving his roughness. He grinned, he liked the sound of that.
It was a quarter after 5 when Sesshomaru was pulling back up to his building after dropping Kagome off at the RDSVU headquarters. Kouga was in the parking lot smoking a cigarette when the sports car stopped beside him. The wolf raised a brow, " You never ride with the top down."
Sesshomaru sightly smirked, he had to air the car out after what he was doing for the last two hours, " Get in."
Kouga shrugged, snuffing out his cigarette and got in the car. The ride to the mall was full of Kouga filling him in on his latest escapade with some female he met at some bar. The wolf was shaking his head, " I don't get why I even bother with these dumb ass females anymore. I never met some on that level of pettiness. She really tried to use a turkey baster to get my cum out the condom. Like who does that."
Sesshomaru glanced over at the story his friend just told him, " Some females believe having a child with someone with a certain status will let them inherit that status."
Kouga shook his head, " No bitch is gonna trap me with a kid." he frowned, " Besides I don't want any chick that thinks like that anyways."
Blue eyes glanced over, " What about you? The cop mentioned kids yet?"
Sesshomaru blinked, the question hasn't came up yet, how would he feel about that, he shook his head, " None of the arranged marriages produced children."
Kouga sighed, leaning back in the seat, " I'm not ready for that yet and these females out here ain't gonna trick me into it either."
Sesshomaru agreed silently with his friend, he also had his fair share of gold digging females that had claimed to be pregnant by him. None of them ever fell through, even if he was to nut in them, his seed is power based. And he was the strongest Tai Youkai on these lands, conception was not possible. So he wasn't really worried about children.
He pulled up to the mall in silence, Kouga was all smiles, " Okay, let's start shopping."
Okay that's another