AN: Damn, I haven't been on in forever. LOL well I'm here now with some steamy shit for y'all to read.
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Kagome POV
"Hurry up, you stupid bitch!"
I stared ahead of myself with indignation, my eyes narrowed and my teeth clenched. How dare that asshole talk to me like that!? Hell, I thought terrible things about him all the time, but I was kind enough to avoid saying them to his face. I ignored his comment, choosing instead to focus on the ground in front of me.
My penny loafers were becoming more than just a little worn out. They were majorly worn out, to the point where holes had begun to develop at the sides of them. To me, it was slightly concerning. To InuYasha, I was just a bitching wench. That hanyou constantly was pissing me off.
There was only one thing keeping me sane, and that was my lesbian obsession with Kikyo, which in all honesty should have caused me to feel less sane. Damn, I was basically sexually frustrated by myself. But I couldn't help it. The way her breasts bulged slightly out of her shirt as she fought off an enemy, sweat dripping down her forehead and her heavy breaths pushing her chest out. She was perfect. She had the perfect body. But that was pretty much all she had going for her. Her body, and even that wasn't real. She was a fucking clay pot, but damn was she a sexy clay pot.
I wasn't sure why I was so sexually attracted to the miko all of a sudden, because my attraction for InuYasha still existed as well. His muscular chest. His long white hair. His piercing golden eyes. His large cock…haha well I got a little bit ahead of myself there. I'd never actually seen it, but I had imagined it many times. But I had also imagined fucking Kikyo many times.
To say the least, I was confused about my sexuality, very confused.
And the worst part was that the two people I was obsessing over were fucking each other. I wanted to just barge in and scream, "Hey! Can I join? Can we make this a threeway?" But yeah, their reactions to that were likely to be on the negative side, and I didn't want to be rejected. I wasn't even sure if I wanted a relationship at the moment, but I knew what I did want. And what I really wanted was a good fucking.
Holy shit I wish they would just let me join on in. Join in with them. No, what I really wanted most was to penetrate Kikyo with my tongue. Oh Yeah. Lick her good.
"Ow!" I screamed, holding my nose. InuYasha stared down glaringly at me.
"Oi! What the fuck do you think you're doing!? Can't you see we've all already stopped?" he growled, his ears flicking in the direction of the forest at our side. He was probably noticing some sound that my ears couldn't pick up.
"Sorry," I mumbled, my voice sounding strange because I was holding my nose so tight. Damn, felt like the fucker broke it. But I was probably just overreacting. Even I had to admit that I did that a lot.
"Keh." InuYasha sauntered off, leaping into the nearest tree, his red haori disappearing quickly amongst the many forest trees. I stayed watching the trees for a moment longer, admiring the way that they swayed in the wind.
I looked around at the others. Miroku was talking to Sango, making her smile at some stupid joke probably. Kirara and Shippo were running around, playing some game of tag or something. InuYasha was probably off with Kikyo. It occurred to me then that I really was alone.
Yeah sure, I had fantasies involving two people. One I was close to and one who I hardly knew, but in reality I had no one. They had each other, and all I had was responsibility. The responsibility to find the jewel shards, to cook, and to just take care of the group. I mean, that was InuYasha's job as well, but not in the same way that it was my job. I felt personally responsible for the people I had dragged into this mess on a different level than InuYasha. Mostly because I blamed this all on me. But really, it was my fault. So yeah…
Ugh. I didn't want to just stand around when camp wasn't even ready to be set up yet. With the sun so high in the sky, I knew the only reason InuYasha would have stopped, and that was Kikyo. But hey, if they were going to fuck then I wanted to watch. I could do that much couldn't I? If I couldn't be allowed to participate, I should be allowed to observe.
And so I set out. It probably wasn't my best idea, but at the moment I honestly didn't give a shit. I trampled through the forest, ripping my socks on a thorn patch. It took me a second to even realize that I was bleeding.
"Oh shit," I whispered. The cuts weren't deep, just shallow surface wounds, but that wasn't what I was worried about. I was worried about attracting unnecessary attention. Now that, I really did not want. Demons could easily smell blood, some up to a mile away. If I didn't get them to stop bleeding soon, I was in for a fight. And oh shit look at that, dumb fuck me forgot to bring my bow and arrows.
I picked up a nearby rock, prepared to use that if I had to. And with the roaring sound coming from behind me, it seemed like I was going to have to.