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Chapter 6

Sesshomaru immediately felt his brother's youkai aura slash out from Kagome's home. His youkai responded. It was nothing hostile, just instinct as a brother. At that moment it didn't matter if they both were courting the same miko. His brother was in peril and he would be there to stand by him.

He was at the ready when suddenly he noticed his brother's aura attacking. It was attacking him.

The full-blooded demon growled, his eyes turning red and his claws lengthening. The strength of his bloodline spewed into his body and he was just about to kick the thick wooden door down when two things happened: Inuyasha's demon aura was suddenly gone as if never there, and Kagome opened the door with not so much as a wrinkle on her. A passive face was plastered across her expression as she looked up to Sesshomaru.

His eyes cleared of any trace of red and his fangs and claws receded back into place. Body still tensed, he looked the miko up and down, deciding if she was safe or not.

"Hello Sesshomaru," Kagome's delicate voice gave no indication of anything going awry.

"Miss Higurashi," he greeted out of reflex.

Kagome sighed and stood expectedly, waiting for him to speak. She wasn't about to invite him in with the now subdued hanyou lying unconscious in her home. She wondered if Sesshomaru could still sense him.

The youkai in question, in fact, couldn't sense his brother any longer. He couldn't pick up his scent in Kagome's home. He couldn't feel his aura. It was as if the elder brother had imagined it all in that instant.

No. He's here.

"Is Inuyasha here?" Sesshomaru's tone was low and cautious.

Kagome bit her tongue before answering smoothly, "No."

It was a curt answer and there was no flare in her scent or aura to give the lie away to Sesshomaru. And so he believed her, and he believed then that he had imagined the entire situation.

Perhaps it's guilt. The demon in him growled at the thought, but the brother in him knew it had some validity.

It's why he was there. He wanted to rectify what he had done. Kagome hadn't been in. And neither had Inuyasha. Sesshomaru, being as patient as ever, had waited long enough before making a move. First, he visited Inuyasha's home. But when no one answered, and when he sensed no one was there, Sesshomaru made his way to Kagome's. Thoughts of dread at what he would find there plagued him with each mile he drove. Luckily, seeing Kagome alone and untouched eased his mood. Guilt at assuming his brother would do such a thing welled in him. The demon squashed it.

"I see." He looked at the miko, not wavering from her piercing brown eyes. They judged him. They knew him. "May I come in?"

Kagome held on to her reserve, her powers flared behind her as they moved to barricade the hanyou and his scent deeper into her home.

Without a word, and as to not raise any suspicions, she moved aside as she opened the door wider for the older brother.

Her heartbeat picked up just the slightest, memories of the last time the youkai had been there emerged and she almost faltered when the scent of him filled her nose, replacing the heavy musk of Inuyasha. So similar, yet so different.

His towering body moved through the foyer and he walked casually and comfortably through her home and into the dining room he had been in before. The miko was having a difficult time containing her lustful thoughts.

Kagome's spiked scent gave her away just the slightest, and Sesshomaru's demonic instincts rose to the surface. He pressed them away. He was there to apologize and to explain. This Sesshomaru was not going to allow desires to interfere.

He felt her follow him, a warmth behind him that hovered just outside of his reach.

Sesshomaru spun around and Kagome would have nearly collided into him if she weren't on such high alert.

Instead, she halted and looked up at him. His eyes scanned her, staring into her. He looked through her, almost. Deeply as if trying to reach the void the other Takagi had ventured into dangerously.

In a flash, her magic flared around her, searching and seeking. It felt an aura close to it. And it was hungry. The magic hooked itself into the youkai's aura, which held so much power – large and filling. All it needed was for the miko to feel a surge of uncontrolled emotion. To lose control. That's all it needed to take in the youkai in one big swallow.

Kagome felt it. She felt the threat lurking. Looking up at Sesshomaru, she controlled any and all forms of emotions that began sparking: fear, desire, frustration...all of it was heightened, ready to burst through her. But she contained it, hoping Sesshomaru would make it easy for her.

He was watching the miko, studying every line of her face. He was unaware of her aura against his. He was just aware of the woman before him.

Licking his lips, memories of her soft skin tingling against his hands surged through his mind. He could taste her. He wanted to taste her again.

"Kagome," his demon voice beckoned her.

Her heart skipped. No, she thought. Steadying her control. He was watching her with that predatory look. His gaze was hungry and it was roaming over her, blood rushing to where his eyes lingered.

"Sesshomaru?" She heard the slightest of uncertainty in her voice. She held on to the thought of Inuyasha, who was still unconscious in the office. She held on to her control. But it was all slipping away to the recess of her mind.

Danger was in the air, the youkai smelled it. A pulse shuddered through him. He needed to hold on to his resolve.

Narrowing his eyes and clenching his clawed hands, Sesshomaru bit into his cheek before saying, "I only need a minute to speak of my," he searched for the word, the heat of Kagome making thoughts difficult, "unprofessionalism the last time we met."

It was her turn to say something. But could she? A moan was going to escape her, thinking back on their last encounter. Feeling his heat pressed against her, tasting his tongue, allowing the caresses of his hands to undo her.

So different, she compared, thinking to the encounter with Inuyasha. Just a few minutes ago, before the older brother rang the doorbell, she was sitting on the hanyou, rocking against him and basking in the hot trails he left behind with tongue and fingers.

The resolve was crumbling around her. Desire, she attempted to reason, she could lose herself in. But she was going to need a release. Frustration was a dangerous emotion to tease against her void – it only led to anger. And anger eventually led to a loss of herself and, possibly, another.

"I wanted it," she heard herself say. Being built up to heightened need made her voice thick.

Sesshomaru clenched his jaw tightly, "As did I. Yet," the demon in him barked at the word. What was he doing? "It still didn't make it right."

It was too late for Kagome. She had already let herself go to her sexual need. It was all she could put her energy into, knowing her magic was wrapped throughout the youkai's aura perilously.

"No, but considering we're both adults I didn't see a problem with it." She let a knowing smirk settle on her lips. It called to his demonic instincts. He felt himself tighten in his slacks. He felt the inu-demon in him unfurl under his skin.

Red began to seep into his eyes. Kagome let down the barrier that kept her scent from his, a smile pulling at her plump lips when she saw the red take over.

Vulnerability, it sparked through her. But it's what made youkai's intoxicating to her. In the pit of her stomach she could feel the ruffle of fear settle, but her arousal was stronger and the fear only ignited it more.

Tilting her head, exposing her neck to him, she looked through heavy lids up to him.

She was driving him insane. Kagome knew, he felt himself growl at the realization. She knew what his demon wanted. He wanted her neck between his teeth.

"If you came here to finish what you started," she licked her bottom lip, looking at his, "please get on with it."

Goddamnit, his thought yelled in his mind. She was still so commanding, knowing exactly what she wanted from him.

Kagome was wet. For Sesshomaru. For Inuyasha. The thought of the hanyou excited her further. She was lost in her twisted fantasies. It's what had plagued her the whole week before the hanyou made his way to her. She wanted both brothers.

"Kagome," he gritted through teeth. His own control was in question, but he had stubbornly made up his mind about apologizing to her.

One kiss, it whispered through him and he found himself lowering his head to hers. Just one.

And their mouths met. Kagome didn't want slow. The moment his lips found hers, her mouth was parted already, a soft sound escaping her throat that nearly snapped his control.

Sesshomaru was in no rush, though. Her taste was intoxicating. And her body was already so hot for him.

Just as he was about to deepen it further, just as his control was about to shatter...he smelled it. Human. But not just any human...

He ripped from her, eyes dangerously red from the passion, but the emotional shift staggered him.

"I smell him," he nearly spat at her.

Kagome didn't miss a beat, "He was here."

Past tense, he noted and stepped back.

"Why?"

Kagome was still in a haze, but she could feel the prickle of irritation begin to seep in. Hazardous, the word entered her mind and she held on just a little longer.

"To help me," was all she said.

Sesshomaru's growl was low and he spun away from her, forcing her to turn around, facing the direction they had come from.

"Good day, Kagome." And he left her, the door slamming behind him as if he were nothing but a breeze in the wind.

Her power ripped from his aura but, without hesitation, it expanded and traveled to the other powerful brother.

Blood was rushing through her, her entire body on fire. She needed a release. She needed something...she needed someone.

Kagome stalked her way to the office, her desire leading her there, the threat of her power beckoning her back to the hanyou.

Opening the door she saw him lying on the couch where she had subdued him. She was going to change that immediately.

Before awakening him, she cleansed herself. How Sesshomaru had smelled the hanyou on her slipped her mind. She was too far gone. Too far to care – lost in her heat.

"Hanyou," her voice called, her power pulling him back from the unconscious state she had left him in.

His eyes snapped open, gold. Kagome's eyes narrowed, walking up to him and then, without warning, settling herself on his lap. Her wet core pressed against his pants.

Inuyasha woke to the overpowering scent of Kagome's arousal. He didn't have time to think before he felt her settle on top of him.

"Kago-?" She silenced him with her hand, looking into his eyes.

He didn't recognize her. She was wild, and he could see electricity spark in the depths if her chocolate eyes – which were nearly black.

"Shhh," she purred out. Kagome was gone. What was left was the unbridled desire of Kagome and her void combined. The void recognized Inuyasha. He had almost filled it up before the miko pulled him back out. It wanted another shot at him

"I want you," she whispered, grinding her hips atop of his.

Inuyasha's bodily reaction was instant, his dick hardening and pressing into the wet junction between her thighs.

"But I want you rough." She continued, her magic unfolding into her muscles as she used it to give her strength.

Her hands grabbed his wrists and she tightened her thighs across his lap.

Inuyasha's breathing was heavy. Rough. She said rough. He was trying to hold on to the word but her movements on top of him made thinking difficult. And the scent of her.

Fuck, he wanted to bury himself inside her. He attempted to raise his hands to grab her face and smother her with his mouth, but she was strong. Stronger than usual. And he couldn't move.

His eyes glared, the demon in him rising.

Kagome smirked at him. She felt his demon respond. Yes. Please, she silently begged. She wanted to see red. She wanted to feel that power drive into her.

So she didn't stop bucking her hips against him. She teased his mouth with hers, and every time he moved to respond she pulled back, holding him down with her body.

It went on for minutes, but the torture was too much to bare. Red seeped into his eyes and his teeth lengthened. Kagome felt his body pulse beneath her.

"Rough?" The gurgled voice of Inuyasha's demon asked.

Kagome felt the delicious fear in her stomach again, and her pussy began to ache as it wanted nothing more than for the hanyou to fill her up. Seed and all.

"Yes, hanyou," she whispered against his dangerous mouth. "Take me," and she felt his strength against hers. She smiled at the play of power, but her eyes widened. He was strong. Stronger than her with her aided magic, and it always provided a strength that rivaled a full-blooded demon.

He maneuvered so that he was the one holding her wrists then. With the new leverage, he yanked her body down by her arms, pushing her further on him, to where his cock throbbed against her covered wetness.

Kagome's gasp was silenced as his lips claimed hers. He wasn't gentle. He was exactly what she wanted, what she needed.

His sharp fangs dug into her bottom lip, so close to breaking skin. He could taste the blood behind the softness of her and he growled deep from within him.

Kagome moaned and threw her head back when he released her mouth from his, and he began sending hot trails of kisses and licks down her exposed throat. Here, he smirked against her. It was there that he wanted to attack. He latched his mouth at the junction below her ear, his teeth scrapping, his tongue rolling over the flesh.

His hands released hers and his clawed fingers dig into her hips, controlling her motions on top of him.

She gave in, letting go and allowing him to do what he pleased to her. And he delivered.

Inuyasha saw her through a haze of red. His own desire seeping in. He wanted to fuck her.

Clothes. Too many fucking clothes. He sneered and with one clawed hand swiped away at her.

She looked down, seeing her flesh exposed to him. And, slowly, she watched little droplets of blood gather like little plot lines on her skin.

Kagome met his eyes, and he looked at her blood as it formed the little drops. They were shallow cuts from his claws, and she didn't seem too frightened by it.

As for him? He was excited by it. Marking her, it's what the demon wanted. He dipped his head and lapped at the shallow wounds, licking atop her breast where the longest slice resided.

A shudder spread through Kagome, his hot breath encasing her skin. Hungry for more, he grazed a hand up from her hip, and let his claws drag over her until they cupped her full breast.

The miko watched as his tongue played with her nipples. Her eyes rolled back when he squeezed the hardened bud between his teeth. The threat was there, and it was enough to melt her insides.

Inuyasha smirked, his red eyes looking up to find her panting. Her fingers were tangled in his hair and her legs were shivering.

"I'm going to devour you," he growled out and used one hand under her ass to hoist her up onto his shoulders.

Kagome looked down and saw the half demon smirk smugly before he rolled his tongue over her wet clit.

And he paused. He paused because he hadn't expected the taste. He groaned and lapped at her again, that time truly taking her into his mouth. He latched himself onto her opening and suckled and licked, toying with her nerves. Raising her up further and further to the blissful release she craved.

Kagome's moans and heavy gasps filled the room up. Along with the wet slurping sounds of Inuyasha's tongue on her clit. With heavy lids she looked down. Don't. Stop, she mentally pleaded, digging her fingers into his scalp. And she watched him. His tongue peeking out between her folds and his lips. One stroke. Two. He shook his head, his tongue rocking against the bundle of nerves. She shut her eyes for a moment, gulping down a sultry moan.

The hanyou rolled his eyes up to watch her. And he stopped his teasing long enough to command, "Don't you dare close your eyes." And the demon in him resumed at his meal. The delicious miko powerless against him. Their eyes were locked. His red with her brown. She whimpered. So close. Just a few more strokes.

Her lips were parted, sweat trickling down her neck. Oh god, she was so close.

And, sensing it, he pressed his tongue against the sweet little bud and wriggled it swiftly, groaning into her sweet opening

And she silently screamed, her release rocking her into spasms as she moaned and groaned, her hips rolling against him slowly and steady, bringing her down from the orgasm that dripped into Inuyasha's mouth and onto his chin.

Smirking, the red faded from his eyes and he gently pulled her into his arms. The miko was having difficulty catching her breath as she lay limply against his chest.

"Is that what you wanted?" He groaned into her neck.

Kagome's smile was slow and sexy. "Yes, Inuyasha."

He was content. And she? She was in bliss. Too bad she failed to notice the prickling aura just outside her home, one from a silently seething and plotting Takagi.

Sesshomaru stared at the house he had been in. He smelled the sex from out there. He could hear his brother. He felt the auras of the miko and hanyou shift.

And he was damned if his hanyou brother would be the only one to taste her.

A/N: Okay my wonderful people! Please review! Next chapter is probably the sexiest one I have to offer so far. Seriously. So please let me know how baldly you want it. ;) Have a wonderful Thanksgiving if you celebrate! And, like always, peace and love. ^_^