Chapter five is here! To all my loyal fans who have so desperately been craving citrus, you will find it in this chapter! It's a little bit of Nar/Kag action with some implications of a threesome. All you Sess/Kag people do not fret, for the next chapter will contain some action solely between the two of them.

Anyway… on with the ficcy!

Disclaimer: I refuse to say it again! You want to hear the bloody disclaimer go to any chapter before this one!

Apple Of My Eye

Placing the last can of soup into the cupboard, after having thoroughly cleaned it of course; Kagome discarded the plastic shopping bags in the recycling bin and grabbed a newly bought bottle of water.

Sauntering down the hall to find where Naraku was, she found him in his room… lifting weights… in nothing but a pair of shorts. Sucking in a breath, she simply stood and stared in admiration for a moment, watching the taut muscles in his arms rolls deliciously just beneath his skin. The sight was heavenly.

Clearing her throat, she knocked lightly against the door frame, gaining his attention.

Setting the bar back into place, Naraku sat up slowly, rolling his shoulders to loosen the tense muscle of his arms. Cranking his head to the side, he let out a satisfied groan as a distinct 'pop' was heard. "Yes?" he asked, looking casually over to where Kagome was standing in his doorway.

Stepping into his room a ways, she mumbled, "Oh, nothing in particular, I just wanted to see what you were doing."

"I was lifting weights," he told her smartly.

"Well thank you, Captain Obvious, I would have never guessed without your enlightenment," she mumbled, moving to stand in front of him.

Now that Sesshomaru had left for work, only the two of them remained and, unless something was done soon, Kagome was going to go insane. She hated doing nothing. "I was just wondering what we're going to do now…"

Shrugging, Naraku stood, wiping the sweat from his brow. Exiting the room, Kagome trailing closely behind, he moved to stand near the window. Off to the east, a front of black, luminous clouds were approaching, carrying the promise of rain.

Kagome swallowed hard as she began to salivate, looking on in sheer delight as Naraku leaned against the window, the few remained shreds of sunlight making his perspiration covered body glisten.

How badly she found herself wanting to rake her nails over the muscular swell of his pectorals… to tease his tight, male nipples with her tongue and… 'Bad, Kagome, bad! Very naughty, Kagome! Get your mind out of the gutter!' she scolded herself after realizing just how dirty her thoughts were becoming.

However, in the position she found herself in now, living with two gorgeous men, it couldn't be helped. Despite popular belief, Kagome Higurashi was, in no way, a naïve little girl who saw the world as a big bright place full of butterflies and unicorns. No, it was a harsh place at times; a place full of violence, lies, drugs and sex. She had, after all, part taken in sexual activities. She blushed. Even if it was only once… it still counted.

She recalled her first time, remembering how it hadn't been what she expected. After hearing all of the rumors of how explosively amazing it was, she began to imagine it as something completely extraordinary. When it happened, however, it wasn't at all what she thought it would be.

It felt good, sure, but it wasn't as mind boggling as she assumed it to be. It had been with her first real boyfriend, Houjo, when she was seventeen. He had been slow and gentle, as she had expected him to be, for he had never been very outgoing. He was a sweet boy, she would give him that, but he was about as exciting as watching grass grow. She found herself wanting something more… thrilling. She wanted a man who was passionate and demanding… erotic and seductive… someone like...

Shaking her head, she turned and seated herself on the couch, flicking the television on and beginning to channel surf. She stopped when a familiar show flashed across the TV. She laughed quietly as she paused to watch the colorful cartoon characters whiz across the screen, thinking of how her brother used to wake up every Saturday morning to watch his favorite shows. It was amazing how he would sleep in until twelve every day, managing to sleep through absolutely anything. Yet, on Saturday morning, come dawn, he was awake before anyone else, and for what? Just so he could watch a few episodes of cartoons.

"What?"

"Hn?" she started, been shaken from her reverie when Naraku's smooth voce echoed in her left ear.

"You laughed," he clarified.

"Oh," Kagome began, realization dawning upon her, "this just reminds me of my brother, that's all." Turning to Naraku, who was sitting beside her, she asked curiously, "What about you? How is your family?"

Something in his eyes darkened, a small frown marring his eerily beautiful features.

"I never knew my real parents. I was given up for adoption right after I was born, along with my older, twin brother, Onigumo. The family that took us in was nice enough, but I never really connected with them. When I was eight, the house caught on fire and… Onigumo… he never made it out."

Not knowing what to say at the moment, Kagome remained silent as she slid her arms around his waist. Finally finding her tongue, she whispered, "I'm so sorry, Naraku, I never meant to…"

"Don't worry about it," he reassured her, placing an arm around her shoulders. A small smile gracing his lips, he added, "That happened a long time ago."

When she continued to look at him with sorrow filled eyes, he leaned forward and kissed her on the top of the head, pulling the remote gently from her hand and changing the channel.

Remaining in his arms, Kagome leaned into his embrace, resting her head on his broad, bare shoulder as he continued to search for a suitable program they could watch.

'Wow,' she mused, 'it seems that all of us have gone through our fair share of loss.' She wondered idly if, perhaps, that was one of the reasons she felt so drawn to them. Maybe their souls longed to be together, to be able to share their heartache with one another. Maybe that was why she was so comfortable around them.

Brushing all thought aside, Kagome inhaled deeply, finding that Naraku smelled rather pleasant, even after having worked out. It was like fresh pine trees and rain, a natural, earthy scent that made her senses relax even further. Cuddling up to him a little more, she watched as different channels flicked by.

After an hour of football, Kagome had wiggled her way out of Naraku's hold and prepared something to snack on. Since she didn't feel like preparing a gourmet meal, she settled for two bowls of ramen instead, along with an apple for herself.

Balancing one bowl in each hand while holding the apple in her mouth, Kagome made her way back to her previous seat, setting the other bowl in front of Naraku while placing hers on the coffee table as well. Removing the apple from her mouth, she picked up her ramen and began to pick at it, her eyes glued to the TV screen all the while.

It had become a talent of hers... multitasking, that is. Now, thanks to years of having a little brother, she was able to watch television and handle food with ease.

Polishing off his ramen, Naraku set the empty bowl on the coffee table and looked at Kagome, who was happily munching her apple. Feeling like he wanted an apple as well, he reached over and snatched it from her hand, biting into it while trying to withhold the smirk that threatened to break out on his lips.

Glaring first at the offending hand that had stolen her apple and then at the owner of said hand, Kagome shouted indignantly, "Hey, that's mine! Go get your own."

Looking at her from the corner of his eye, Naraku took another bite.

Growling, Kagome launched herself onto the raven haired male, catching him off guard and successfully swiping the apple from his hand. When he retaliated and pounced on her, she tried her hardest to keep it out of his reach. She soon realized, though, that his arms were much longer than hers and attempted a different approach. Quickly biting into it, she held it with her mouth and grabbed both of his wrists, using all of her strength to keep him from her apple.

To her surprise, Naraku didn't attempt to use his advantage in strength to overpower her and grab the apple. Instead, he hovered from his spot above her while wearing a mischievous smirk. Seconds later, he leaned forward and simply bit into said apple. Now why in the hell hadn't she thought of that? Groaning, she released his hands and pushed him off of her, handing him the apple in defeat.

Standing, she scooted into the kitchen and grabbed an apple of her own.

When she sat back beside Naraku, he paused and looked at the fresh piece of fruit in her hand. Then, looking to his own apple, he whined, "Hey, yours is redder."

Smirking, Kagome took a big bite of her ripe, juicy apple and moaned dramatically, "Mmm… its soooo good."

Giving her a little shove, Naraku resumed eating the apple he had stolen from Kagome and left her alone… for the time being.

Hours had come and gone, the rain having started up around three o'clock, right after they had had their 'lupper', as she had christened it. The term 'lupper', in her own little Kagome vocabulary, was defined as the light meal that came between lunch and supper, usually consisting of ramen, fruit, or chips.

Supper had consisted of one of the many pizzas that had been stored away in the freezer. 'Funny,' Kagome mused, 'I went and bought all of those groceries and what do I have for supper? Something that had been here before I went shopping, of course.'

Naraku looked up at the clock on their wall. Eight fifteen. They had been watching a movie marathon for approximately five hours now.

Shaking his head, Naraku looked down at Kagome, who was comfortably settled against his side. He had a wonderful view of her perfect profile. Her dainty, well-shaped nose, her long, thick lashes and high cheekbones… her succulent lips.

Leaning down, he found himself placing his lips over said morsels, bestowing an eager kiss upon them. Realizing what he had just done, he pulled back a ways and mumbled, "I apologize, Kagome, I… I don't know what came over me."

Touching her still tingling lips, Kagome turned to Naraku, who looked rather ashamed. Smiling lopsidedly, she remembered just how bloody good he had looked leaning against the window. Placing a timid hand on his thigh, she cupped his cheek with her other hand and kissed him back.

It was short and sweet, no more than a peck, but it was more than enough to ignite the fire in Naraku's veins. Grasping the back of her neck, he pulled her back to him, splashing his scalding lips against hers in a fierce and desperate kiss.

Kagome instantly knew she was helpless against his passionate barrage. Instead of fighting or protesting, she melted into him, parting her rouge tinted lips to grant his willing tongue access to the recesses of her mouth.

Groaning as he sampled her delicious flavor, he placed his free hand on the small of her back and lowered her onto the couch, quickly moving above her. Balancing his weight on his elbows, he reluctantly detached his mouth from hers, giving them both time to breath. Kissing her dark, swollen lips once more, he moved his caresses elsewhere, trailing his mouth along her cheek to her ear. Dipping his tongue into the small cavern, he trailed it up the shell of her ear, and then moved to nibble her earlobe.

Mewling in want, Kagome twined her fingers into his wavy, charcoal strands, tugging as he nipped at the sensitive skin just under her ear. She shuddered as his tongue traveled down her throat, stopping to suckle her pounding pulse.

Naraku groaned as he tested her delicate flesh, worshipping the expanse of her neck. Moving his attentions elsewhere, he skimmed across the surface of her chest, his lips never once pressing down, but merely leaving feathery light caresses against her heated flesh. His ears burned with the delightful noises she was making. Every purr, every coo, every whimper… they were all musical.

His nimble hands made short work of the zipper at the back of her dress, slipping the straps off of her slender shoulders and down her arms. He sucked in a breath as her pert, round breasts were exposed to his hungry gaze, twin rose colored peaks begging for his attention. He wasted no time in showering her with fervent kisses, his lips finding one of her puckered nipples and sucking it wantonly into his mouth.

Arching her back for him, she longed for his ministrations elsewhere, her other aching nipple feeling cold and neglected. As if reading her mind, Naraku quickly moved to the next, flicking it with his talented tongue and blowing cool air onto it. Squeaking at the sensation, she grasped his shoulders tightly and mewled his name. "Naraku…"

Lifting himself off of her a ways, he pushed the dress from her hips and over her legs, loving just how smooth her skin felt. Then, once the cumbersome cloth was removed, he helped her sit and slid his hands under her bottom, lifting her off of the couch and against him.

Her legs instantly found their way around his waist, her arms around his neck. She gasped when she felt him pressed firmly against her thinly clothed core.

Grinning, Naraku rolled his hips into hers, pressing his rigid erection against her entrance. "Do you see what you do to me?"

Kagome blushed prettily as he continued to grind his hips into hers, the stiff bulge in his shorts prodding at her damp core through the material of her underwear.

Their lips met yet again in an insatiable kiss as Naraku made his way through the kitchen and down the hall, shoving his door open with a swift kick of his foot and closing it in the same way. Bringing the little treasure bundled in his arms to his bed, he carefully set her down and moved onto his knees. Snaking his fingers under the elastic of her panties, Naraku slid them off of her and tossed them aside carelessly.

Kagome mewed as he pulled her bottom to the edge of the bed, lifting her legs over his shoulders.

Swallowing hard at the sight of her glistening lips, Naraku lifted his gaze from between her legs to her face, where her startled, pleading eyes caught his. Holding her gaze, he flicked his tongue out across her entrance, dipping in slightly to find the sensitive bundle of nerves he knew resided within.

Yelping as he discovered her clit, Kagome resisted the urge to simply thrust herself into his face. She gave a strangled moan as his tongue snaked out again to find her aching nub, this time torturing it with several, well timed strokes. The rhythmic flicking of his tongue seemed to go on for an eternity, until finally it stopped.

Eyes widening, her hands clenched the bed sheets as she felt his tongue drive into her.

Groaning as her delicious tang met his eager tongue, Naraku could only shudder as he reveled in how very tight she was. Pulling out slightly, he plunged back in with renewed vigor, curling his tongue to draw out more of her sweet nectar.

Jaw clenching as his magnificent mouth continued to pleasure her, Kagome let her back arch, brazenly bucking her hips forward a little. What he was doing felt so wonderful, so refreshing. This was the kind of feeling she had expected for her first time. The sensation coiling in the pit of her belly was almost too much to bear. Moaning Naraku's name in raw ecstasy, Kagome wiggled under him fruitlessly, trying so very hard to reach the pinnacle she knew was quickly approaching.

Sighing as he closed the door behind him, Sesshomaru loosened his tie and pulled off his suit jacket. Working for his father was always exhausting. The man drove him to his limits. Then again, that was why Touga Taisho was such a renowned business man; he would push everything to the maximum, and expect nothing but the absolute best from all of his employees, especially his son. He would always say that, since Sesshomaru was the inheritor to not only half of his fortune, but his company as well, he needed to be pushed harder than most.

Moving into the living room, where he heard the television, he was shocked to find it empty. The discovery was shocking since neither he nor Naraku ever left the TV on when they weren't watching it. Perhaps Kagome had? Shrugging, he flicked it off and moved to his bedroom.

Just as he made to reach for his door handle, he thought he heard a noise coming from Naraku's room. Turning, he found his friend's door to be slightly ajar. Hearing another small thump as well as a whimper, he stepped to the door and pushed it open, the sight that met his eyes not what he had been expecting at all.

Arching off the bed, Kagome let out a loud, breathy call of her partner's name, slumping back onto the mattress once the shocks of her release had passed. Letting her head tilt to the side, she noticed someone standing in the doorframe. Panicking, she covered herself and squinted to see just who the intruder was.

When her eyes caught sight of silver hair and amber orbs, she realized who exactly it was.

Eyes flickering with jealousy and hurt, he set his jaw and moved to head back into his own room. Yet, a timid call of his name stopped him dead in his tracks. Looking over his shoulder at the pair, he watched as Kagome sat up slightly, her hands falling to her lap as she nibbled her bottom lip. Naraku was regarding him as well, a casual, nonchalant look gracing his features, as though he hadn't just been caught orally pleasuring Kagome.

Blushing like mad, Kagome looked at Naraku who seemed to hear her unspoken question and nodded in affirmation. Glancing back to Sesshomaru, she asked timidly, "Would… would you like to join us?"

Eyes widening a little in shock, Sesshomaru paused for a moment. Shock quickly fading into satisfaction, he smirked and made his way back into the room. Unbuttoning his white dress shirt, he abandoned it on the floor and pushed the bedroom door closed with his foot.

Ohhhhhh, Sesshomaru joins in on the action… lucky Kagome, I can't believe that lucky wench gets all the good ass… (mumbles incredulously).

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By the way, I'm going away for a few days so my next chapter probably won't be up for about four or five days, sorry. Please don't kill me (cowers in corner).