Shot Week 2: Return of the Ew

by The Monday Child

In the second edition of Shot Week, we have: a mysterious forest with a monster, a mystery lover, a mad scientist, a much loved pet set free, a pervert on a train, a surprise secret admirer, and a man going from lover to beard.

5. Hands on a Train

A chance meeting on a train develops into a turbulent, dangerous affair.

Note: I could not for the life of me figure out how to wind this one down/end it, so I just went with a bouquet of clichés. Enjoy.

Damn. If she didn't run, she was certainly going to be late to school. Her alarm had gone off at the usual time, and she'd quickly shut it off, immediately going back to sleep and dreaming she was going about her daily routine. Why had her mother not woken her up?!

Kagome stepped onto the train, out of breath and flustered. Great, she was going to look like crap today. She hadn't had time to shower or do her make-up and now she was sweaty from the run. Intently avoiding all reflective surfaces, not wanting her confidence to take that big of a hit, she wormed her way through the crowd and grabbed one of the poles that still had space for her small hands.

Glancing at her phone, she saw she had fifteen minutes before the start of school. If there were no delays and she ran her ass off, she'd be in her seat just as the bell rang. With horror, she remembered there was a test today. The teacher had announced it two weeks ago and they hadn't spoken about it in class since, and she had completely forgotten. Oh gods, what was she going to do!?

Her thoughts were interrupted by someone nudging her, accidentally brushing across her butt. Shifting until she was out of the way, she felt it again. Was that— Yes, that was a hand. And that touch was definitely not accidental. Kagome stood frozen in shock and the molester took that as acquiescence. His large hands slipped under her short skirt, sharp claws tracing the edges of her panties. She shuddered. Claws meant a demon. Her pussy began to dampen despite herself. Biting her lip, she spread her legs a little, giving permission.

The man tugged down her underwear, leaving her ass bare, and squeezed her there, massaging the globes in his hands. Spreading her apart, his thumbs ringed her asshole, making her shiver. His fingers drifted to her pussy which was gushing and aching for him to fill it. With delicate, maddening motions he gently caressed her, coaxing her into a state of desire she'd never experienced before. It was a struggle to keep quiet, to keep her eyes forward and not look back at him and touch him, but she knew it would ruin the fun if she did. Resting her head against where her hand gripped the pole, she squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her lips together, breathing hard through her nostrils. She nearly fell to her knees when he eased a single finger inside her, wiggling it on the way up. A muted groan sounded behind her and she knew he was impressed by how tight she was, how hard she squeezed that one finger without even trying.

The stranger fucked her with one finger until she was pushing herself down on his hand, begging for more of him. Just when she was about to attempt to reach down and force more fingers inside her, he added another, picking up the pace, thrusting and swirling inside her. Kagome had never experienced this much pleasure without even having her clit brushed against and it seemed like some sort of magic was at work. Whimpering, she willed him to hurry up and get her off before her stop arrived.

As abruptly as he began to touch her, he stopped, and she feared that they had been caught. It had taken everything in her not to cry out and curse in disappointment, but then something warm and hard was slipping between her legs and she felt the heat of him closer. The cock smoothing and sliding against her most intimate areas was big and pulsing with excitement. Lips parted with desire, Kagome reached one hand down and under the front of her skirt, giving the unknown man's thick and bulging mushroom head a secretive touch. He twitched and rammed the head into her clit, and this time her moan was impossible to swallow. The sound seemed to spur him on and he dragged his cock slowly backward before sliding it forward again. Squeezing her thighs tight around him, never wanting to let him go, her insides melted and her pussy began churning out a crazy amount of juice at the friction. One of his hands enveloped hers on the pole and with the other his thumb began to circle her asshole again. The nudging of her clit and the whisper of anal play threw her over the edge into an orgasm. The man was kind enough to hold her up by the back of her shirt, continuing to use her for his pleasure, coating her thighs and cunt with his seed just as the doors for her stop opened.

Scrambling to exit the train, her hazy brain remembered that she had to hurry, and she ran for school, cum dripping down her legs and almost getting into the fabric of her socks before she pulled out some tissues and cleaned herself. Those were not the kind of stains she wanted her mother to see. A grin remained on her face the entire day, and whenever any of her friends badgered her about what she was so happy about, she just winked and said, "That's a secret."

Kagome wasn't surprised when she was again assaulted on the train the next morning. This time, she was prepared and hadn't worn any underwear, putting a pair in her backpack for once she arrived at school. This time there was no hesitance; he just pulled his cock out and rubbed it between her legs. One of his hands stayed on hers the entire time while the other swiped against her clit. This orgasm was achieved much sooner than before, giving the stranger time to trail a hand underneath her blouse and brush against her nipples through the fabric of her bra, but they could go no further before her stop.

By the next day, her bra was in her backpack, too.

This flirting, as she liked to call it, went on for a week. As a member of the yearbook club, she was present on campus every day because the club president was a monster, even the weekend, and she wondered if her mystery man had to go into work or if he just was hoping to catch her. Never once did Kagome look behind her, and it got less tempting as time went on. She knew he was a demon and that was enough for her. She'd rather let her imagination fill in the blanks. Surely no reality could ever come close to her fantasy.

At the end of seven days, after another exhibitionist orgasm, she ran off the train as usual, leaving behind her mystery fondler whom she assumed had his own stop further downtown in the business district.

"Hey!"

It was just another person yelling in a very loud and crowded area, so Kagome didn't pay the voice any mind even though she dimly realized it was aimed in her direction.

"Schoolgirl! Hey!"

Heart pounding, she continued to trot along, hoping that what she suspected was happening was not actually happening.

A very familiar clawed hand grabbed her elbow and whirled her around. Her first glimpse of him was through the tendrils of hair that the abrupt motion had caused to blow in front of her face, and she was glad it obscured her because she was certain her expression was making clear her thoughts.

Wow.

Wow.

He was certainly not the businessman she'd thought he'd be, married or divorced and growing soft in the middle, a sedentary modern human lifestyle winning the battle against strong demon genes. No, he was beautiful. In a black leather jacket and jeans, he stood head and shoulders above the crowd, long silver hair distinguishing him from the ordinary male like his height wasn't enough. His golden eyes weren't looking at her with the same fascination she'd held for him, he actually looked a little peeved, but in the moment she was too absorbed to care.

"Geez, I'm trying to fucking talk to you."

"Come here." Grabbing his hand, she tugged him into the nearest alley, some deserted, smelly place between a restaurant and an arcade. "I was going to be late anyway, but at least now I have a reason."

Confused, he glanced around at the dismal location and said, "What? I said I needed to talk to you. For real!"

Kagome just laughed. Every girl over the age of twelve knew what that meant. Pushing him by the shoulders up against the wall, she squatted, not wanting to kneel in the alley littered with who-knew-what, and unzipped his jeans. His cock was still hard, still damp with her juices, and she took him in her mouth, moaning at finally being able to taste him. He was so big around that she thought if her lips had been chapped they certainly would have split. Even going slowly, she couldn't take him all the way, and so she massaged the lower part of his shaft with her hand. Taking a peek at her watch, her eyes bugged out when she saw she was already seven minutes late.

Spitting him out, she shot to her feet and bent over, pulling her skirt up, sticking her hands on the opposite wall.

"Hurry!" she hissed at him when all he did was gape at her. "If I'm too late it counts as an absence!"

Seeming to recover himself, he walked over as if in a dream, shuffling with his pants around his ankles, cock bobbing awkwardly in front of him. She almost laughed. Her case of the giggles evaporated when, for the first time, the tip of his cock squeezed into her entrance.

Knees shaking, she whispered, "Fuck me fast, but not too hard, 'cause I have PE in an hour."

"Not a problem," he grunted. "Fuck, I knew you were tight, but fuck."

Biting her wrist to stop herself from screaming, she reveled in the sensation of at first being spread so wide she felt almost torn apart and then that melting feeling of complete and utter goodness. So long and thick, it filled up everything inside her and then some. He was hitting her g-spot, he was hitting her cervix, and she wondered if it was possible to die from being overwhelmed by— Oh, gods, he was flexing inside her, circling his hips, and oh! His fingers had found her clit. Small and hard, he pinched and rolled it between his first two fingers. Just like that, she exploded, and since now she didn't have to be quiet, she panted and moaned, putting one of her hands on his and making his fingers keep rubbing her clit, sending her into another orgasm. His hips slammed into her harder, faster, until he filled her with his cum, shooting it inside her in several burning hot shots, some of it flowing back out. They stayed like that, breathing hard, writhing together, until Kagome's aftershocks stopped.

"Oh crap!" she squealed, shoving him off of her. Taking some tissues out of her backpack, she flung a few in his general direction before wiping herself off as best she could. Glaring at him, she said, "This was good, but it wasn't worth an absence. My mom's gonna be so mad!" She pulled on her underwear in a huff. There was no time for the bra. "Thanks, though!"

And with that, she left him there gaping after her, pissed off and exposed.

Luckily, Kagome ended up sweet-talking her teacher into only giving her a tardy. With how disheveled she appeared, no one questioned that she'd had a good reason, even though she insisted she did not want to talk about it. The smile that had animated her the last week was even more pronounced and persisted even when she had to skip most of PE due to "cramps". All day she wondered what was going to happen the next time she saw him tomorrow on the train, if he was going to fully take her there surrounded by passengers…

It turned out she didn't have to wait for tomorrow.

As soon as she exited school, there the stranger stood, right by the front gate, scowling at her. She stopped right in her tracks, unsure of what to do. Was he stalking her now? Panicking as he approached her, she stood perfectly still like he was an approaching T-Rex.

"I meant it when I said I needed to talk to you."

Mouth dry at how his voice was even sexier when he was angry, she said, "Okay. Fine."

Her favorite dessert café was across the street from the school. Always crowded, it seemed like a good place to take a potentially dangerous deranged stalker. From there, she'd figure out how to deal with him.

His nose wrinkled when they entered, eyes taking in the bright yellow walls and prints of unicorns and rainbows and flowers and hearts and kittens. There were at least three framed posters with some sort of cutesyfied animal saying "Feed me and tell me I'm pretty." A visible shudder ran through him.

"My favorite tables are the ones by the windows." That was a lie. She just wanted twice the witnesses.

As they sat down, a waitress in pigtails and a checkered apron appeared as if by magic. "What can I getcha today?"

"Hi! I want a big-sized unicorn hot chocolate in pastel with extra happy and a double happy rainbow cake." They were the most expensive items on the menu and she gave him a look telling him he was going to pay and he wasn't going to argue about it.

"And for you, sir?"

"Uh, do you have coffee? Just plain coffee. No unicorns or happiness. Just coffee."

She nodded. "I'll be back in two shakes of a kitten's tail!" They were required to say that, but there were no signs that the waitress was annoyed by this.

To avoid making eye contact, she began to play with the powdered sugar shaker, making it dance and spin across the table. She nearly swiped it to the floor when he put a hand on hers, forcing her to look at him and realize for the hundredth time that she was actually sitting down to refreshments with a super hot stalker.

The stranger stared at her for a moment, a gleam in his eye and then he chuckled. "I'm going to be upfront. I took an entire day off work for this, so please listen and think about this carefully. I want to see you again. I want to fuck you on the regular. Not on my morning commute and not in some rank fucking alley."

"Coffee for you, sir! And your hot chocolate and cake, miss."

Kagome began to stuff her face. "Didn't you get enough?"

He seemed mildly appalled by how much food she could fit in her mouth at one time, though in her opinion he should have expected it since she had taken most of his cock just that morning.

"I didn't, and that's the problem." His golden eyes followed her tongue as she licked some frosting from her lower lip. "I have a wife and fifteen to twenty side bitches I call up whenever, but ever since I saw you, I wanted you, and it just keeps getting worse."

She took another bite of cake. "So?"

"This doesn't just have to be a random fling. You're in school and obviously it means a lot to you, so let's make a deal, okay? Do whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want. I'll give you a salary and entrance to the school of your choice."

Kagome snorted and blew on the hot chocolate before taking a sip. "I would've done it for free." Suddenly feeling mischievous, she shook free of one shoe and ran her foot up the inside of his leg, pressing into his lap. "You're very gifted, you know."

His eyes darkened, a molten gold that made her stomach churn with lust. "I wanna fuck you right here."

Before Kagome gave in and crawled under the table, she shook her head. "Look, I don't want to hook up with anyone right now. It was fun, but that's that. I've got a date."

As if on cue, her date walked through the doors plastered with heart stickers. Quickly, stuffing the last of the cake in her mouth and downing the hot chocolate, she left the table and walked up to him, a genuine smile on her face that had nothing to do with especially satisfying sex.

"Hey, Hojo!"

"Sorry I'm late, Kagome. Water polo practice ran overtime."

It always did, which was why she'd felt safe taking her other gentleman friend here. "That's fine. Let's get a table! My favorite ones are in the back." The further away from the stalker, the better.

Hojo prattled on happily while she settled in, nervously glancing at the man she'd left sitting alone. To her horror, he didn't appear to be getting ready to leave. Rather, he was glaring at her, like he hated her for making him want her. Squaring her shoulders, she decided to ignore the weirdo and concentrate on finally landing a date—albeit a study date—with the cutest guy in school.

"I've been looking forward to this all week!" His smile was infectious and she answered him with one of her own, which only disappeared when she saw him take out a tiny coin purse. "Get whatever you want. Hopefully I have enough allowance left over…"

The waitress came over. Before she could say anything, Kagome ordered a lavender lemonade, the cheapest drink on the menu that wasn't water.

"I'll have the same," Hojo said in a voice that dripped with relief and gratitude. Rifling through his backpack, he pulled out his giant calculus textbook. "Well, best get started."

Kagome got up and slid next to him in the booth, scooting over until their thighs touched. She felt him stiffen and he smiled at her nervously, blushing.

Perfect.

Back in middle school, Hojo had the biggest crush on her. She'd ignored him. Though he had been cute then, and popular, something about him just made her feel bored. She never figured out what it was. Until high school, when there were more people around and Hojo became even more popular and sought after and his attention began to drift from her. Suddenly, he was the most desirable man on the planet. So she'd set up this date. Kagome did actually need help in calculus, and he was pretty good at it, so two birds, one stone.

The waitress was coming with their drinks, and her heart nearly stopped in her chest when she saw the sexy stalker guy stand up, grab their drinks, say something to the waitress that had her near tears, and approach their table. Setting down their lavender lemonades like any other server would do, he proceeded to just stand there and stare. At her. Glare, really. His eyes were intense, blazing suns that she could not avoid.

"See you tomorrow."

And he left.

Any relief she would have felt at his exit was stolen by his parting words.

"What was that about?" Hojo asked, sipping his lemonade. "I'm pretty sure that dude doesn't even work here."

Kagome panicked. It wasn't like she could tell her future boyfriend that she had allowed a strange man to finger her and jack himself off between her thighs for a week on a crowded train.

Summoning up fake tears, she replied, "T-t-that was my old tutor. We hired him from the college and he became obsessed with me. He w-w-w-wanted to take advantage of me but I ran away." Sniffling, she tried her eyes. "I hope you don't mind, but I didn't just ask you here for help with calculus. I was hoping that seeing me with another guy would scare him off."

"Oh, Kagome." Hojo reached over and took one of her hands. "Don't you worry. I'll protect you from now on. In case he's following you or something, I'll give you rides to and from school. Make a police report as soon as possible, though. He could be more dangerous than you think."

After that, they studied, and, to her great surprise, she actually learned a few things. True to his word, he drove her home in his car, which made up for its lack of luxury by being brand new. When they arrived at her house, she took his hand like he had done hers earlier in the café and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you so, so much, Hojo. For everything." She meant it.

Enveloping both her hands in his, he stuttered, "I-I can tutor you e-every day and if we ever see that creep again, I'll make a citizen's arrest and report him for stalking!"

It was hard not to smile at his earnestness. As she said her goodbye and departed, she sighed, acutely aware of Hojo waiting for her to disappear safely inside her front door before driving away. She was going to miss her morning destressing session. Those fingers of his were perfect, and his cock… Kagome ached gloriously between her legs just remembering it. Why'd he have to go and ruin everything like that? Stupid stalker… But oh, if she'd only known how handsome he was before! While it was true she'd been picturing some hunk worthy of a romance novel cover, the rational part of her brain had told her it was just some dumpy dude who was probably an accountant or something. If she'd known a guy like that was the one fondling her, she would have enjoyed herself so much more. But she shouldn't think about that now. Hojo was in the palm of her hand, all she had to do was close her fingers and he'd be in her grasp, and he was not the kind of boy a girl let go of.

The next day was difficult. She'd formed a habit of getting pleasured by someone who knew what he was doing every morning, and now that she was back to doing it herself, all she could think of were things she'd already done with the stranger and things she wanted to do. It made her come, but it made her grumpy, too. The feeling lasted all day and it was hard to hide it from Hojo and her friends.

The teacher's in class phone rang and her attention was brought back to the here and now. The impatient expression on his face quickly turned sympathetic and then he hung up.

"Miss Higurashi, there's been a family emergency. Your uncle's waiting for you in the office."

She ceased to hear a word after "emergency". All she could think of was her grandpa. He wasn't in the best of health lately and had fallen out of bed just a few days ago. Had he died? Was he in the hospital? Or what if it was her mother? Maybe she'd had an accident on her way to the grocery store. Or her brother! She ran to the office, heart tattooing a song of mourning even though she didn't know if she had a reason to mourn.

The secretary was arguing with someone when she burst through the doors. "I already told you, you're not one of her emergency contacts, I can't just—"

"I'm here!" Kagome called out, running to the desk. "What happened, what's going on?"

The crazy stalker was there. This time, he was wearing a suit. Normally, she would have screamed her head off, but she was sexually frustrated and kind of distracted, so all she did was take him in up and down, and damn, he looked good. Like so good.

"Is this man really your uncle, Miss Higurashi?" the secretary asked, so agitated her glasses were crooked.

"Um, yeah. More of a friend of the family, but we call him uncle." She couldn't stop staring at him and he stared back. "Uh, can I just talk to him in private really quick and find out what's going on?"

When the secretary nodded her acquiescence, she grabbed him by the hand and took him to the library next door. Since everyone was in class, it was completely deserted, the librarian somewhere on the second floor filing away books or whatever it was she did. Taking him to one of the conference rooms, she closed and locked the door behind her.

"Are you going to have an actual conversation with me now?" he whispered angrily.

"Shut up."

Grabbing him by the tendrils of hair that framed his stupidly perfect face, she kissed him. It was electric and magnetic and completely absorbing and once she started it was impossible to stop. That he took her in his arms indicated he felt much the same way, and she wrapped her legs around him. Blindly, they managed to set her down on the table, and with a few quick motions, he was inside her. Her back on the table, elbows resting to either side, head raised in order to watch their joining, Kagome mewled at the beautiful sight of his cock disappearing inside her and reappearing. Suddenly removing his hands from where they held her knees apart, he slammed them down or either side of her shoulders and swiftly leaned down for a kiss. She welcomed him, loving the taste and feel of his mouth even more than she loved the taste of his cock. Their fucking was frantic, and so it wasn't too long before it was over, both of them crying out into one another's mouths as he spurted inside her.

With a languid stretch, she pushed him off her and got to her feet. She'd have to hit the bathroom and clean up before going back to class.

"Thanks, I needed that," she sighed.

The stalker blocked the door.

"Ohhh no," he laughed. "Stay right fucking there."

Rolling her eyes, she said, "Fine. You have one minute, and then I'm screaming and telling everyone in the world that you're a rapist and a stalker."

Fixing his clothes, he gave her a little glare. "I meant what I said. Just be my mistress. You'd get more than enough in return. You said you'd do it just for the sex, so think about everything else and say yes."

"Ugh, I have a boyfriend!" Almost, her mind added.

An indulgent, almost paternal, smile on his face, he put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her softly. "You can keep your boyfriend. Hell, you can have a hundred boyfriends." Rifling through his pocket, he slapped a piece of paper in her hand.

It was a check. Kagome audibly gulped when her mind processed the big number written on it.

"Go ahead and cash it. I'm good for it and a lot more. Every other week, you'll get the same amount, and any school in the world you wanna go to, I'll make sure you get accepted."

She quickly began to feel overwhelmed. Searching his beautiful face, his unusual eyes for an answer, she received nothing. "Who are you?"

Smiling, he kissed her again. "I'm Inuyasha. And you're Kagome Higurashi. We're going to have a great time together."

Tentatively, she nodded. "Okay." Her expression changed, turning fierce. "If you're a criminal or something, just don't involve me with your shit." She kissed him again, unable to stop herself, and smirked. "I really would have done it for free, but no take backs!"

He laughed and gave her the name of some fancy hotel downtown. "I'll be in room 1315. Be there next Wednesday at six."

Holding the door open for her like a gentleman, he slapped her ass and disappeared somewhere between rows and rows of dusty books.

O\o/O

Wednesday couldn't have arrived any sooner. Suddenly nervous, Kagome found herself indulging in her mother's more expensive soaps and lotions before remembering this was the guy who'd fingered her on a train full of people when she was all gross and sweaty. That didn't erase all her anxiety, however. Next there was the problem of what to wear. He'd only ever seen her in her school uniform. He was most definitely into that and her attire was probably the only reason he had approached her in the first place. Should she wear the uniform? Was that what he was expecting? A pout crossed her face. She hated wearing her uniform outside of school. And why should she dress to please him, anyway? Finally, she settled on a blush pink sundress with a white lace hem. A white cardigan would protect her from the evening chill. Rolling her eyes at herself, she repeated once again that it was not a date. It was just a weird pre-arranged booty call.

All the way to the hotel, she worried, and it increased when she saw she was in a very nice part of downtown that she had never been to before. It was places like this that the super-rich and celebrities mingled. Apparently, well-to-do criminals as well. But she needn't have been so concerned. Before she could even knock on the beautifully carved wood door on his room, her booty call opened the door and dragged her inside, taking her up in his arms and pressing his lips to hers. In reflex, she wrapped herself around him as she had done at the school the last time they were together. This time, he was inside her before the door even closed.

They didn't even make it to the beautiful big bed she barely had time to glimpse. Instead, he pressed her against the back of the door, covering her neck and chest with searing kisses. Not even looking at her dress, he simply yanked the bodice down, baring her breasts that were bouncing from his thrusts. For a second, he looked like a ravenous wolf to her, maw gaping, tongue hanging, fangs glistening, and then he drew her nipple into his mouth and her head flew back and hit the door, making her see stars. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he sucked her breast and she was finally up close and personal with those ears of his. In the heat of the moment, it seemed like a good idea to lick at one furry, twitching appendage. He tensed beneath her, going still for a moment before groaning and pumping into her twice as hard and fast, switching to her other nipple. Kagome sucked his ear in time with his sucks on her breast, licking it up and down. His hands brought her down hard on his cock one last time and then he came, triggering her orgasm, and lost his balance, almost falling to the floor, making her screech.

The two of them laughed, and instead of putting her down he just carried her to the bed and plopped the both of them down on it.

"Inuyasha…" she whispered.

"What?"

"Nothing. I just like saying your name now that I know it."

He gave her a relaxed half smile and a kiss.

"I wanted to try something different than our usual hasty fuck, but I couldn't help myself." He smoothed a bit of her hair behind her ear, one side of his mouth turning down. "I honestly thought you'd take the money and run."

Kagome laughed and cupped his cheek in her hand, suddenly feeling affectionate. "I thought about it, but I do kind of like you." The tips of her fingers traced the shape of his lips.

Kissing her fingers, he said, "Why'd you let me touch you on the train to begin with, anyway?"

"Why'd you touch me?"

"Aside from your short skirt and amazing ass?" Slipping his softening cock from inside her, he filled the place it used to inhabit with his fingers, moving them in lazy circles. "I never even thought of doing something like that before. But then you were there and all these dirty fantasies I didn't even know I had started running through my mind. It drove me crazy and I had to have you."

"I almost shoved you away from me and ran, but then I felt your claws."

One of his brows raised. "Are you one of those demon fetishists?"

She slapped his shoulder. "No! I've never been particularly into demons before, but it was just what I needed right then." Moving closer to him, she began to touch his chest. "If I knew you were—"

"What, a half-demon? You never would have gone along with this?"

"Ugh, no! Listen. If I knew you were so handsome, we would have ended up in that alley on the first day."

Eyes back to being intense, his fingers began moving faster inside her and she couldn't help but to whimper.

"Have you ever had anything in your ass before?"

She winced. "Do I have to?"

"No, but I'd like it if you wanted to at least try."

Kagome couldn't stop herself from pouting. "If you're going to fuck me there, please take it slow. You're a monster and I don't feel like dying tonight."

Inuyasha laughed and took his fingers from her. Reaching to the side of the bed, he pulled out a black overnight bag. Pulling out a small purple thing, he motioned for her to turn over. Obedient, thinking of the money and also how good everything was so far with him, Kagome waited, curious.

"This," he murmured, pushing the tiny toy against her asshole, "is a vibrating butt plug. I have an app on my phone that activates it." He began to push the little thing inside her, stretching her hole open, and then she closed around it. The strange fullness was something she guessed she'd get used to given the time. "You're gonna wear this night and day. Turn back over." Anticipation fluttered in her stomach and he smiled down at her, another toy in hand. Bringing his face down to her sloppy cunt, he spread her apart and kissed her clit. He attached some strappy thing to her like underwear. "This is a little vibrator just for your clit. I can also turn it on and off from my phone. Both of these are waterproof. I'm going to activate them at random, whenever I want you to squirm."

Kagome felt like she should be angry, but she'd never been more turned on in her life. It was more psychological than physical at this point, however she knew that would change as soon as things really got going.

"Never, ever touch yourself or I'm going to have to give you a terrible punishment." His face was very close to hers now and she silently begged him to kiss her. "I'll know if you do." His hands roamed her naked breasts, playing with her distended nipples. Both toys suddenly activated and Kagome immediately felt on the verge of an orgasm. Then he shut them off. Then he turned them back on again. Then back off. "I want to see you tomorrow at three-thirty in this same room."

"I have a date!" she gasped.

Inuyasha frowned. "Fine. Five, but no later."

It took her a second before she realized she was being dismissed. With shaking hands, she fixed her clothing back into place and smoothed her hair. Part of her—most of her—wished he'd follow her onto the train and molest her again, but instead he made a phone call, and she could barely make out him calling someone "honey" in a whisper.

O\o/O

The dual vibrations woke her up half an hour earlier than her usual time. Brought gasping into consciousness, Kagome quickly realized what was happening and ground her ass into the mattress. Would putting a pillow between her legs and riding it go against his no masturbation rule? All he'd said was not to touch herself, and the more she thought about it, the more that didn't seem like actually physically literally touching herself. About to come, she reached for her pillow, wanting to intensify the experience. Exactly at that moment was when that bastard Inuyasha shut off the toys.

Cursing him, she realized that she was now officially running late. Speeding through her morning routine, she managed to make it outside right as Hojo pulled up.

"So. I've been thinking."

"Mmhmm," Kagome nodded, mind drifting to thoughts of what was going to happen after her date tonight.

"Well, uh, we've been spending a lot of time together, and I really like you, so I was just wondering if you felt the same way…"

"I do!" she chirped, maneater senses on alert from how awkward he was being.

"Kagome, doyouwannabemygirlfriend?"

She laughed at the blush on his face and leaned over to kiss him. On the cheek, of course. She couldn't have him thinking she was easy.

"Yes, Hojo. I would love that."

They held hands the rest of the way and Kagome was happy. Finally, she had her first real boyfriend, and best of all, it was Hojo.

Inuyasha was persistent in tormenting her, and almost psychic. By the end of first period, she'd learned not to squeak in surprise when the toys began to vibrate. Every time she was on the verge of orgasm, clutching her pencil in her trembling hands, trying not to break it, face tilted down so no one could see her look of ecstasy, he shut it off.

By the time lunch rolled around, she'd had enough.

Since the bathrooms on the second floor were almost always deserted at that time, she took refuge there. Slamming the stall door behind her, Kagome leaned against one wall, propped a foot up on the other, and broke the rule. It was paradise. She'd never taken the time to tease herself before, being impatient and overly fond of instant gratification, so this day had been an unbearable trial. Fuck Inuyasha, she thought, she needed this. Thoughts of him made her move her fingers faster. Imagining his hands, she reached and began to tug the butt plug in and out of her, not enough for it to fully come dislodged, just enough to quicken her release. In a minute, it was over, a sparkling cascade of lights blinding her as she panted. Orgasm fairies, she giggled to herself.

Rational thought returned.

Shit, he'd said he'd know if she touched herself. Kagome began to panic. Would he not want to be with her anymore? The money and his other promises didn't even enter her head. All she feared losing was him, or rather, the things he did to her. But he was probably just bluffing. And she'd really, really needed that! If she hadn't taken the initiative, her date with Hojo would have been ruined by her gravy brain and dripping panties. And what if he'd brought her to orgasm during their study session? At least now she'd have a fighting chance.

Their first real date as boyfriend and girlfriend was something Kagome ended up regretting. Hojo was so sweet and attentive and excited, telling her he'd announced their relationship to all their friends and to change her various social media accounts to reflect her new relationship status, taking a selfie with her that he instantly made his new profile photo all across the internet. She barely heard a word he said, and when she did, it was always annoying. All she could think about was her rendezvous at the hotel later, reminiscing on how Inuyasha's cock had felt inside of her. They'd taken things up a notch and it was a little scary but she couldn't wait to find out what he was going to do to her tonight. Fortunately, her boyfriend didn't realize her mind wasn't on his incessant chattering. When she smiled sweetly and said she was going to study at the library and she'd call her mother to take her home, he barely argued with her before kissing her goodbye.

She was early to their meeting but she couldn't force herself to wait around for another hour. Never even considering that he had a life and probably wouldn't be there so soon, she rushed to the hotel. Just as before, she didn't even knock on the door and he opened it. Inuyasha dragged her inside, throwing her on the bed like luggage. A single surprised laugh escaped her lips before he was on her, kissing her like they hadn't seen in each other in weeks instead of not even twenty-four hours, his body weighing her down and imprisoning her in a way she never thought would delight her so very much. Desperately, she clawed at his clothes, trying to unbutton his shirt before finally realizing it was a t-shirt and dragging it over his head. She'd just managed that when he flipped her over, grabbed her arms, and a distinct clink and coldness on her wrists alerted her to what was happening. Freaking handcuffs? And the asshole had a strong as hell grip on her ankles. Even with only one hand, she was completely immobilized.

"What the hell!?" she rasped, squirming and trying to look back at him, glaring at him through her tangled mass of hair.

He spanked her, looking like the devil himself, one hard slap with the palm of his hand.

"Ow! That really hurt, Inuyasha!" He spanked her again and she yelped. "Inuyasha! Are you even listening to me?"

Then the vibrations started up again. Like he didn't want to make this too nice of an experience for her, her tormentor began to spank her fast and even harder, raining down blows one after the other. The pain caused her to clench her ass with each strike, closing even further around the anal plug buzzing inside of her. Her nipples were caressed by the sheets as she struggled to free herself. Kagome was too shocked to even think. All day she had been looking forward to this, and this is how he chose to treat her? Tears stung her eyes and she began to cry.

"Stop it! I said stop! I swear I'll never see you again if you don't stop right n—" The rest of her sentence was interrupted by her own surprised moan. The pleasure she'd barely known she'd been experiencing exploded inside her. Had she really come just from that? Did that mean she liked it? She continued to orgasm, over and over, and Inuyasha's spanking turned into fondling and grabbing, prolonging the experience.

Before she was finished, he released the hold he had on her ankles. It didn't even enter her mind to move since the ongoing vibrations kept sparking new, smaller orgasms that held her there quivering on her stomach. Easing his hips between her thighs, Inuyasha slammed into her, not an ounce of restraint in his move. Brutal thrust after brutal thrust assaulted her, shaking the bed, and she mewled and moaned along to the rhythm the panting man on top of her was setting. One of his clawed hands went to her hair, and, twirling the entire length around his fist, he lifted her up with ease until his lips were against her ear.

"Touch yourself," he hissed.

And Kagome obeyed. The handcuffs made it a little difficult, but she managed, a whine building up in her throat as with fingers from both hands she mindlessly rubbed her clit, moving the little vibrator in any way she pleased. The greatest orgasm of all engulfed her and she came with a poorly muffled scream that ended in a gurgle, clenching around Inuyasha's cock. Keeping her upright, his other hand grabbed her hip harder and he drove up into her, slamming inside with something that felt like fury. A roar signaled his end and he spurted inside her. With a satisfied groan, he laid the both of them down and spooned her, burying his face in her hair as they recovered, at last shutting off the maddening vibrators.

"Told ya you'd get punished."

Not reacting to his words, Kagome concentrated on her private thoughts. She had never thought it possible that sex could be like this. It was scary and dark and unpredictable and fun. And Inuyasha made it that way.

"Did you set up cameras in the girls' room like some kind of pervert?"

Inuyasha just laughed and kissed her behind the ear, nuzzling her. "Nope. My nose tells me everything I need to know. But I wanted to punish you, so I may have overdone it on purpose." He laughed again when she kicked his shin with her heel. "Did you really finger yourself in the bathroom? Fuck, I kinda wish I did put cameras in there now."

"I'd be happy to recreate it for you if you unlock me," she said in her sweetest Sunday school voice.

"Nope. I'm not done punishing you yet."

A thrill of excitement ran down her spine. "What do I have to do?"

Voice heavy with desire, he responded, " Crawl between my legs and clean my cock. We'll take it from there."

Kagome jumped to obey, taking his mostly soft cock and licking it, enjoying not so much the taste of him as the feel of him. When he was fully hard, he pulled her off him by the hair.

"That's enough," he growled. "Stay on your knees and turn around."

She thought she heard him shuffling through what she assumed to be that same overnight bag. His hand smoothed down her back, both comforting and arousing her. Then she felt the anal plug she'd gotten so used to be removed from its spot. The act tipped her off to what was to come next and she began to tremble. To her secret shame, she had been waiting for this, anticipating it, wanting it. One thick finger slick with lube circled her entrance before probing her, wiggling its way inside her tight hole, pumping in and out of her slowly and with care. Her entire body felt hot with a forbidden heat. Another finger dripping with lube was introduced and this time she had to grit her teeth and clench the sheets, forcing herself to relax and accept it. Making soothing sounds, Inuyasha continued to steadily finger her ass, his free hand stroking her shoulder, her ribs, sometimes her stomach. The instant she relaxed, he jammed a third finger in, making her bite her lip in pain. Inuyasha began to pull at her nipple, the teasing pain there distracting her from the other pain until it faded to a mere discomfort.

"Ready to be my backdoor slut, Kagome?" Inuyasha murmured, withdrawing his fingers and giving her one spank. When all she did was gasp and wiggle her behind for more, he chuckled. "Fuck yeah, you're ready."

The first push of his cock against her had her tensing up, but his patient hand on her breast again gave her the fortitude she needed to relax herself. Biting the sheets in her confused jumble of lust and anxiety, Kagome breathed hard, accepting the thick length that ever so slowly progressed inside her. Inuyasha's palm was sweaty, telling her he was restraining himself. Overcome by a desire to please and be pleased, Kagome bucked into him, taking another fraction inside. His fingers hadn't stretched her this much. Panting and dripping sweat, body strained, she couldn't stop the animalistic mewls and soft grunts that escaped her. Amazingly, he finally fit the entirety of his cock in her ass, and she hadn't split apart. His pull back wasn't quite as slow as his push in, but it was still much too slow for Kagome. She understood he was trying to be gentle, not wanting to injure his human lover, but she could take it, she really could!

Pushing back against him, she said in the only voice she could muster, a breathy one that screamed sex, "Hurry and give it to me, Inuyasha. Give all of you to me."

"Fuck—shit—yes," he panted, ramming himself into her.

"You touch me this time. Please?"

In lieu of giving her a response with words, he simply kissed her neck, keeping his mouth there sucking and gnawing as his hand rubbed her pussy. Their frenzied movements brought them to completion, Inuyasha first and then Kagome a few seconds later. Both breaking heavily, they collapsed back on the bed. Fishing the key from where he hid it under the pillow, he freed her from the handcuffs.

"You're amazing," he said, breathless.

"I know." Her entire body felt like she was glowing from within. Hell, she couldn't feel her legs.

Inuyasha smirked. "You seemed pretty starved for cock. Is your little boyfriend not satisfying you?"

All her good mood evaporated, just like that, replaced with bitter anger. "How ugly is your wife that you have to pay a girl you don't even know for sex?"

In a flash, he had her pinned to the bed, hand on her throat, claws pricking her skin dangerously.

"Don't fucking talk about my wife!"

"Then don't fucking talk about my boyfriend!"

They glared at each other for a few seconds before he released her. "You need to be punished some more. Need to learn your goddamn place."

"You're the one who needs a punishment."

Impulsively, she slapped him. Inuyasha was so stunned that he actually allowed her to push him on his back. Seizing the opportunity, she straddled his face.

"Grrrrmmmfgh!"

"Ugh, shut up!"

Rocking her hips back and forth, Kagome began to ride him. His hands grabbed her thighs, warning her to stop or he was going to throw her to the floor. Despite that, she giggled when she saw his cock getting hard again. Leaning over his body, loving the feel of her flesh touching his, she nearly put his member in her mouth before she remembered what they'd just done. Instead, she wrapped a hand around him, pumping his cock. The change in his treatment of her was immediate. He went from nibbling a warning on her inner thighs to licking her. Quickly, she realized that this was now a competition. Whoever came first lost. With how excited he always was (must be a demon thing) and how worn out she felt, Kagome was certain she'd be the victor. But then his tongue did a thing and it was like he knew her body better than she did and she was catching up with him. After a few more minutes, both of them racing and trying to hold back, they came at the same time, her all over his face and him all over her hand. Their power struggle determined that they were equals.

"I won!" Kagome insisted at the same time Inuyasha mumbled something that sounded like a muffled version of what she'd just said.

She collapsed to the side laughing and it must have been infectious because soon he was too. The laughing turned to kissing and the kissing turned to cuddling.

"Told ya we'd have a good time together," he whispered into her ear before kissing along her jaw.

Their shower was longer than it should have been. Several times they almost came together again, but it was getting quite late and she knew she had to leave. The hardest thing she'd ever had to do was leave the shower without giving him one last kiss, but she did it, wrapping herself in a towel and searching for her underwear.

"I wanna see you at the same time tomorrow."

"Can't," she yawned. "Tomorrow's Sunday. I've got club and then chores."

"Is that gonna take all day?" he asked, brow creased.

"Yup."

He sighed. "Fine."

Getting out of the shower himself, Inuyasha ignored the towels and ripped hers off her body, smiling at her shriek. Carefully, he worked the anal plug back inside her and strapped the vibrator against her again.

Meeting his eyes in the mirror, Kagome felt her heart skip a beat. "Go easy on me, okay?"

Inuyasha kissed her and slapped her ass. "Get going before I fuck you again."

O\o/O

Glad for the break from Inuyasha's attentions (which was very much needed lest her vagina swell shut), Kagome enjoyed the day with her family. Somehow, everything which had seemed boring before was now precious. Even dressing up as a miko, which she normally hated, was fun. And was it just her, or was she looking prettier today? She couldn't stop smiling. Even the annoying tourists and visitors weren't bringing her down.

"I'm looking to buy a love charm."

Kagome jumped at the low voice tickling her ear, whipping around to see who was behind her. Her rapidly beating heart recognized him before she did. Inuyasha was there, in a suit again, looking so good again.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered, wide eyes looking around to see if anyone saw her talking to him. "And how the hell do you know where I live!?"

Not offended, he simply backed her up against the God Tree, hand on either side of her head, eyes boring into hers. "Your business is my business. And I wanted to see you."

She barely heard him. Eyes already fluttering closed, she tilted her face up, getting ready for the incoming kiss.

"Kagome! Time to break for lunch." She pushed Inuyasha away from her just as her mother appeared. "Who's that?"

Before Kagome could sell him a love charm and pass him off as just another visitor, Inuyasha bowed and smiled.

"Hello, Mrs. Higurashi. I'm Kagome's math teacher. Mr. Takahashi; she's probably spoken some about me. She's been struggling lately and I was just checking up on her and offering some more hands on help."

A concerned expression immediately washed over Mrs. Higurashi's face. "Oh goodness! I thought Kagome was getting tutored by her friend Hojo?"

He nodded. "Yes, but unfortunately the boy is sorely lacking in the skills necessary to keep Kagome's attention."

She beamed at him. "Thank you for all you're doing for my daughter. Would you like to stay for lunch? It would be no inconvenience, and I'd love to hear about my daughter's progress."

"Sure thing! I'd be honored to be a guest at your table."

Mrs. Higurashi happily went back into the house to put the finishing touches on the meal. Once she was out of sight, Kagome shoved Inuyasha as hard as she could, barely moving him, and then only because she'd taken him by surprise.

"What do you think you're doing!?" she whisper-screamed at him. "This wasn't part of the deal!"

He just shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Like I said, I wanted to see you."

"You're invading my privacy. You're overstepping your bounds."

He just laughed and took her in his arms, playfully walking her back to the tree and pushing her up against it again. Cupping her flushed face in his hands, he whispered, "There are no boundaries when it comes to us."

Kagome felt the whisper of a kiss on her cheek and then the vibrations started for the first time that day. Still extremely tender and sore from the overindulgence of yesterday, she gasped, the shooting pains she felt quickly being overshadowed by the creeping pleasure.

"Please, Inuyasha," she whimpered, clutching the front of his shirt. "Please stop. Don't do this…"

A dark chuckle resonated in his chest. "Your mouth got you into this, your mouth can get you out of it."

In a rush, she dropped to her knees, intending on giving the fastest blowjob of her young life. Just when she pulled down his zipper, she looked up only to see a soccer ball come flying at Inuyasha's head. He saw her eyes widen and turned around to see what she was seeing, which only served to get him hit in the face instead of the back of his head.

"Fuck shitdamnbitchfuck—"

Inuyasha held his hand to his nose. It didn't look like he was bleeding, but he was pissed as hell. Kagome would have laughed if she wasn't so concentrated on not coming right there out in the open on her family shrine. When she saw Sōta come running over, she barely had the presence of mind to pull Inuyasha's zipper back up and get to her feet.

"Who're you?" Sōta asked, addressing Inuyasha directly without fear or any kind of apologetic attitude. Before he could answer, he continued, "Will you play with me?"

The poor man just stared at the kid with his mouth gaping open, torn between yelling at him and dismissing him.

"DEMOOOOON!"

"Oh, gods." Kagome covered her face with her hands. Of course this was going to happen.

Her grandfather flung worthless ofuda after worthless ofuda at Inuyasha, who lazily swatted them out of the air with detached irritation. Vibrators still buzzing away, she started to uncomfortably snort-giggle at the parade of awkward that had happened in reaction to Inuyasha's presence.

"Kagome! Everyone! Get inside for lunch!"

The old man and little boy abandoned their newfound fun and went inside, called by the promise of amazing food Mrs. Higurashi never failed to deliver. Left alone outside with the man who held her pride in his clawed hands, she went to him again, throwing her arms around his middle and pressing her face into his chest. Gods, just feeling him against her felt so good…

"Please, I'll do anything. Just stop it. Please!"

Dropping a kiss on the top of her head, he said, laughter in his voice, "I'm definitely holding you to that."

The relief she felt at the cessation of the vibrations was smothered by horrified thoughts of what he was going to make her do as soon as he had her alone again. Grimly, she led him to the house, dropping his hand as they walked through the door. Lunch was surprisingly pleasant. Soon she was able to relax without any kind of fear or paranoia at having Inuyasha interact with her family. He charmed everyone, his role as a schoolteacher was never questioned, and Sōta liked him a whole lot, even going so far as to call him "big brother". With the new company, the family lingered over the meal much later than they would have otherwise.

"I'll let you go early from your duties today, Kagome," her grandfather said with a self-consciously generous tone, taking a sip of tea. "Studying is more important, after all."

Inuyasha nodded, looking more eager than he had since the start of the meal. "Studying outdoors is good for the brain. It helps people remember concepts much more easily."

They rose as one, exchanging a secret glance that her family thankfully didn't catch. The minute they were outside, the mask slipped off his face and he looked at her with dark hunger.

"Where can we be alone?"

Smiling, she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the old well house. No one ever went in there and it was badly in need of repairs, but the door could be barred and it was dark and intimate and isolated, which made it perfect for their purposes. Once inside, she sneezed at all the dust and he laughed, locking the door. Backing her up once again like he'd done outside with the tree, he took her by surprise and pushed her over the rim of the well. Jumping in after her, he laughed as she screamed and caught her before she hit the bottom.

"Inuyasha! You're a—"

He cut her off with a kiss. It started out slow, not as frantic and wild as their other kisses had been, but it was no less passionate. Her tongue traced his fangs without fear, testing their sharpness, moaning when she went a bit too hard and the slightest puncture occurred. Inuyasha sucked the blood away and the taste seemed to urge him onward and soon she was overwhelmed by the pressure of his mouth and couldn't keep up, just clung to him as he dragged his lips and pressed them to her skin, all over her face and throat.

A growl her only warning, he clawed through her hakama and caressed her swollen folds. So much for a break. But at the moment, she didn't even remember that she'd wanted one. All she remembered was how amazing he was at making her feel amazing. So she mewled in his arms and wound her arms around his neck, bringing him down for another deep kiss.

"So wet, so fast," he gasped against her lips. "Mmm, I always had a thing for shrine girls."

In just a second, he had her up against the wall of the well, his cock probing her entrance. Easing herself down on him, struggling to accept all of him, she wrapped her legs around his hips and nodded. With a groan, he began to suck and lick and kiss her neck as they rocked together. Untying the strings that held her top closed, he dragged down her bra cups, baring her to him. His eyes fastened on her bouncing breasts and she arched her back for his benefit. His movements quickened and Kagome smiled.

Bringing her hands to her breasts, she plucked at her nipples, pinching and pulling them until they were a dark red, cupping her breasts and squeezing them. Obviously enjoying the show, Inuyasha licked his lips. After the vibrations and having his eyes on her the entire time they were at the table, Kagome was ready to blow at any second, holding back only because she wanted to finish when he did. However, Inuyasha seemed content to just watch her suffer, a lustfully sadistic glint in his eye. An idea suddenly occurring to her, Kagome pulled at her nipples again just as he scraped against that secret place inside her, almost ruining her plan. But she made it through and, bowing her head, cupped her breast, raising it and touching the tip of her tongue to her nipple, teasing it. With a feral growl, he brought her down on him hard and emptied out into her, the hot spray sending her over, too. Clenching his shoulders, the world exploded into that sparkling place it only ever became when she was like this with him. She continued to cling to him even after they were finished and the thought flitted through her brain that this was possibly the most intimate she had ever been with anyone in her life.

"Oh hell, you destroyed my shrine clothes! These are super old and I suck at sewing. Gramps is gonna be so mad at me! And the stains! Oh no."

He raised one dark brow. "That's what you have to say to me after what we just did?" He rolled his eyes. "You're crazy. And you drive me crazy." Before she could spout off again, he kissed her hard, which was nicer and more effective than telling her to shut up. "Send your clothes to my room at the hotel. I'll take care of them and give them back to you good as new."

Kagome squirmed and he helped her down, fixing her hair. They both laughed at how futile an action that was towards making her seem presentable. Her pants were in tatters above the legs, damn it! She'd have to sneak past her family. Taking her in his arms again, Kagome was mildly horrified and a little turned on, thinking he wanted a repeat performance, but instead he just jumped and took them back up into the well house.

Inuyasha smirked. "Tell your 'friend' you're getting a ride home with your 'uncle' on Monday."

Oh, hell. He really was going to hold her to her promise. Shivering, she asked, "What are you going to do?"

"You'll find out."

O\o/O

Monday saw her on edge from the moment she woke up. Inuyasha didn't utilize the vibrators, which scared her even more. Kagome spent the entire day in a daze, fearing and fantasizing about what was going to happen tonight. After her last class let out, she waited for Hojo by the double doors. He had been a little sad when she'd told him her "uncle" was picking her up, but she'd apologized by kissing the breath out of him and he'd smiled the rest of the day.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, real happiness and that same old loving devotion written on his face when he saw her.

"Hey." She was a little more subdued, mind on her evening.

Hojo held her hands, kissing the back of one and then the other before placing one over his heart. Girls around them cooed and loudly wished their boyfriends were as sweet. Kagome began to blush from the attention. At their school, dating Hojo was like dating a celebrity, and it could be embarrassing.

"I'm taking you out somewhere nice on Friday. Dress to dance."

His smile was shy and boyish. Gods, he'd probably saved his money, counting out every penny, for their big date. Her heart sank. He was so genuinely good. And there was a time when that was all she'd wanted. But now that she'd gotten a taste of life as Inuyasha's mistress, she didn't think she could give it up, not even for someone as perfect as Hojo.

"I can't wait!"

"Me neither." With a quick kiss to her cheek, he left to go to water polo practice, walking backward and waving at her until he rounded the corner.

Relief flooded her the moment he was out of sight. Running outside, she looked around for Inuyasha, but he was nowhere to be seen. There was just a bunch of people talking, all wearing her school uniform. Nothing out of the ordinary. A white limo pulled up and she raised a brow. So much for ordinary. Her phone vibrated in her hand, lighting up with a text from a number she didn't recognize.

Get in.

A little freaked out, she was about to go back inside when a second text was sent.

This is Inuyasha, in case you couldn't figure that out.

Snorting, she glared at the phone as if it were the half-demon himself. A slave to her curiosity, she walked to the luxury vehicle, ignoring the stares and questions from the people around her. She'd just tell them all tomorrow that her uncle owned a limo service. The gull-wing door opened just as she approached it. Crawling inside, it shut behind her, and she jumped when she realized she was completely alone.

Okay, where are you and what's going on? she texted back.

Just go with it.

Shrugging, she glanced around the interior. Red leather seats, black carpet, tasteful lighting. And crap, was that an opened bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice? Since there was no one around to stop her, she poured herself some. A television screen hanging from the ceiling at the perfect viewing angle was playing Disney's Cinderella. At this point, Kagome was torn between wanting to kiss Inuyasha and wanting to punch him in the face. She'd downed half the bottle and was feeling a little more than tipsy by the time the car stopped. The door opened, revealing an unmarked building. She had no idea what sort of place it was, but the cheery little window revealed what looked like a waiting room in front. It was elegant, all done up in gold and white.

Go inside.

Never had she wished for his company more than at that moment. When she first got to her feet, she stumbled, unused to the effects of alcohol. The car took off before she could grab her backpack and there she was, stranded, with no choice but to follow through on whatever this strange adventure had in store for her. A small melody sounded when she walked through the door and she heard a click behind her, signaling that the door had automatically locked.

A very effeminate man and a woman with, er, exaggerated femininity came out a back door and stared at her. With a glance at each other, they sighed heavily and came forward, limply shaking her hand before letting go like she was diseased.

"I'm Jakotsu," he droned, obviously not excited.

"And I'm Yura." Oh gods, she had the deeper voice.

Turning back to each other, they became a tad more animated.

"What the fuck does he expect us to do with that?"

Jakotsu shrugged. "Think of it as a challenge, Yu-yu."

"Um, what's all this about?" Kagome asked, too confused to be seriously offended.

They took her into the backroom and sat her down in what looked like a cross between a throne and a massage chair. She nearly screamed when the bottom of the chair flew up, elevating her legs. Yura began to comb her hair, dampening it with the use of a spray bottle as she did so.

"Inuyasha was bringing himself down to your level—"

"—and now he's bringing you up to his."

That was the last time they addressed her directly for three hours.

First was the hair. They snipped off the split ends and put some kind of treatment in it, then she was told to undress, given permission to remove the toys, which made her blush, and given a massage by one or the both of them or entirely different people, she wasn't sure. It was so soothing she ended up going to sleep, only to be given a rude awakening by her legs being waxed. This time she wasn't able to stop the scream, even when she realized what was going on. She shaved, how was that not good enough? Rolling his eyes, Jakotsu handed her a box of chocolates as though this had all been anticipated. A giant gold heart, pink ribbon. The tag said "From Inuyasha. Just go with it, Kagome."

When they started the Brazilian, she squeezed the box, not caring that she was crushing and ruining obviously expensive chocolates. That bastard! The pain faded when some heavenly-scented lotion was liberally applied to the areas a bit too enthusiastically by Yura. Then she was given a white satin robe and helped back to the throne-chair-thing, where her hair was washed and styled by Yura and Jakotsu did her face with tiny brushes. Finally, she was allowed to get to her feet. The robe was removed and they slipped a beautiful, if low-cut and partially see-through, white chiffon dress on her, pairing it with sparkly gold heels she was certain would break her ankles. Her underwear and uniform were nowhere to be seen, but her washed toys were returned to her, and she accepted with a face flushed red, fixing them back in place.

"What's with the gold and white?" she finally asked.

"Those are Inuyasha's colors," Jakotsu answered, distractedly taking in her appearance and fixing minor details until they were perfect. When finished, he and Yura smiled at each other.

"We did it!" Yura said, tone weary and triumphant as though she'd just won a terrible war. "We did the impossible!"

"Um, can I have a mirror?" She was eager to see what she looked like. For all she knew, they could've just drawn a hundred dicks on her face.

They just laughed, intensifying her fear that she looked ridiculous. Yura handed her back her phone just as a text came through.

Get back in the car.

Sighing, she figured she'd come this far, so she might as well see it through to the end. The night air felt colder than it should have what with her newly bare skin. The limo was waiting with the door raised and she somehow managed to hobble over without dying. This drive was shorter than the last, and she realized they were in the good part of town that she'd never been to before. The really, really, really nice part where you needed a load of money just to walk around without anyone looking at you funny. The limo pulled up in front of a big restaurant that oozed an in-your-face luxury and elegance. They might as well have had a "No trust fund, no personal staff, no service" sign outside.

Leave your phone in the car. Come inside. Tell the hostess your name.

Feeling small and so very out of place, Kagome did as the text said. Not even looking at her surroundings, she went straight to the hostess whose uniform looked more expensive than anything she'd ever worn in her life (minus her current dress). When she blushingly announced her name, the hostess raised a single brow and gave her a knowing look, up and down. Finding her lacking, she turned around with a sniff and led the way down a hall of semi-private dining rooms, an open unobstructed arch showing a peek of each one. Rich men and women that would have looked wealthy even if they wore sackcloth sat inside each one, talking about vacation homes in foreign places the names of which she couldn't pronounce. They all had a kind of ease, a confidence that was impossible to steal away with a mean word or look, a polished glowing appearance. Belatedly, she realized Inuyasha was kind of the same and held himself with that grace and confidence that she wasn't sure was bred into people like that or if it only came about after being saturated in that environment like Achilles in the Styx. But unlike these people, he had seen her. She was real to him.

At the very end of the hall was their room. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw him. As always, he looked so good, this time in the most expensive suit yet. Even though the suit jacket was tossed haphazardly on a chair and his tie was loose and his hair was messy, he was divine. Inuyasha's eyes darkened when he saw her and the hostess knew she was dismissed without anyone saying a word. It was magnetic, she didn't even know she was moving and there she stood, watching him get to his feet, just as enraptured by her as she was with him.

His hands cupped her face as his eyes studied her. "You're beautiful," he said, voice hoarse. "Like a goddess. My own little goddess. I'm almost afraid to kiss you."

Lips trembling, knees going weak, it took all she could to whisper, "Don't be."

"I said almost." His mouth slammed down on hers and he groaned with pleasure when their tongues brushed together. "Lay down on the table. I'm going to make you feel what you do to me."

The overdone fanciness of the place made her feel rebellious, and now that she had a partner in crime, she didn't hesitate to do as told. He attacked the inside of her thighs with kisses before he turned to her pussy, licking her now uniformly smooth lips up and down with an expression of bliss on his face, collecting her dew on his tongue and spreading it around. Whatever balm they had used had done the trick because her skin looked completely normal, no redness, and all she felt was pleasure. Dipping his tongue inside her, she gasped and moaned, arching her back, taking his ears in her hands and rubbing them. Entire face inside of her now, his own moans were muffled. The tip of his tongue nudged her clit before going back to stabbing inside her.

Through her sexual haze, Kagome did feel the tiniest bit embarrassed. If anyone were to come by the door and see her cunt being eaten rather than a meal, that wouldn't be good. Back when this thing between them had been restricted to the train, she'd delighted in being touched like that out in public, but what made it fun was the whole secretiveness of it all. Sure, a couple people had seen what was going on, but the great majority had no idea that she was having the time of her life while the rest of them were shaking off the morning sleepiness and bracing themselves for their work or school day.

And then it happened.

The laughing, politely buzzed party from across the hall began to exit their room. Some people casually glanced into the room across only to do a double take and stare at the girl being eaten out on the dining table. There was shock on their faces, shadows of arousal in a couple, and she made eye contact with several before she closed her eyes and had one of the most spectacular orgasms of her life. Unable to keep quiet, she moaned and whined and panted the name of the one who had brought her to this.

Abruptly, Inuyasha pulled her into his lap, out of the line of sight for anyone passing by. Kagome trembled and rode out the rest of her orgasm in his arms. When she recovered, she looked at him and laugh, satisfied and a little sleepy from how intense it had been.

"I messed up your pretty face," she joked, darting her tongue out and swiping her cum from his lips and cheeks.

Inuyasha just stayed silent, kissing her face and neck and the tops of her breasts. She wasn't too mad at the stunt he pulled. After all, exhibitionism was how'd they'd first met, and since he had been the instigator she had figured he was more into it than she was. Perfectly content, she wound her arms around his neck and sighed, resting against him.

"Who are you?" she murmured. "I don't think you're just another rich guy. You could never be just another anything. You're probably some bloodthirsty drug dealer or an infamous hitman or a human trafficker or whatever."

He continued to kiss her without pause, drawing hearts on her shoulder with his tongue. "Was that tongue fucking I gave you so good you got amnesia? I'm Inuyasha."

She pouted and pulled him by the ear, making him look her in the eye. "You know what I mean." Unable to help herself, she touched and traced and massaged his ear, giggling when he began to purr contentedly, his head pillowed in her breasts, arms tightly wrapped around her.

"Maybe I'll tell you later, but I've gotta eat first. I'll need something savory after something so sweet."

Kagome rolled her eyes and moved to sit in her own chair but he stopped her, keeping her in his lap. Flipping open a little box attached to the table that she hadn't seen before, he pressed a button, and in came their food, carried by servers who appropriately pretended they weren't seeing anything now and hadn't seen anything before. Normally, she would have been pissed that he'd ordered for her, but at a place like this after what they had just done, she was only grateful.

Inuyasha touched her the entire time they ate. Sometimes it was her thigh, sometimes her ass, sometimes her breasts, sometimes her face. Occasionally, he played with her plug. His hands kept her turned on the entire time, and his kisses in between bites of food drove her crazy. He took picture after picture of her with his phone, not letting her see them, telling her it would only give her a big head and he liked her head the way it was. Kagome cursed her stupidity of not using her own phone to take a picture of herself before. She'd just been so nervous she could barely think.

After dinner, they rode together in the limo. Kagome was so happy that she was with him she didn't even ask how he'd gotten there or why she'd never seen his car or even knew his last name (the one she'd given her family was fake, of that she was sure). She didn't even protest when he slipped her phone in his pocket and told her she didn't need it since they were together now. In a few minutes, they pulled up to what she correctly guessed was a nightclub based on the giant line of people going around the building. They pulled right up to the front and got out, him helping her and holding her hand the entire time. Without a glance to the line of people, he walked past the bouncer who was struggling to open the rope quickly enough to let him in and then they were inside. As he dragged her out onto the dance floor, she stared at him in awe. Oh, he was totally a drug dealer.

The music playing was some generic club song she couldn't make out the words to. Unsure of what he wanted her to do, she faced him and rested her palms on his shoulders like they were at a high school dance. Inuyasha smiled into their kiss and spun her around, pulling her back against his chest. The moment she felt his erection, she knew she was in for a wild night. And he delivered without delay.

Dragging the bodice of her dress down, he bared her braless breasts to the dance floor. Since it was dark and crowded, not a lot of people noticed. His fingers played with her aching nipples, pinching the stiff nubs. One of his hands trailed down her body and he lifted up her dress, fingering her roughly.

"Everyone can look," he whispered in her ear, nipping the lobe. "They should look at what's mine. They should see you and envy me. But only I can touch you."

His fingers pinched her clit and she came hard all over his still thrusting hand. For a second, she wondered at his generosity. Why was he making her come over and over without taking anything for himself? He still ground his hard cock against her ass. Then he turned on the toys and she couldn't think anymore, could only feel herself coming again, feel his hands mauling her breasts, feel him sucking and biting her shoulder. In her blurred vision, she saw people staring at them, wanting them, wanting her. The entire floor was getting caught up in the sexual energy Inuyasha had created. Soon, others were acting just as inappropriately as they were. Some were full on fucking each other. All these people brought to insanity just by the sight of him and her.

Two girls came dancing up to them, alike enough to be twins in their basic bitch way. Their eyes were on her, but their attention was on Inuyasha. She was out of her mind enough to allow them to touch her naked skin. The half-demon tightened his arms around her but she begged him with a look. She wanted to experiment and she wanted to please him. The wildness in her blood had been stimulated to a frenzy and now she didn't know what she was capable of but it felt like anything. Sensing the change, the girls began to kiss her, both at the same time, and she moaned at the feeling of two people who weren't Inuyasha, who weren't even male, softly touching her breasts.

Inuyasha pulled her away from them and shut off the toys, and before she could complain he gestured up a crowded flight of stairs. The girls followed him up and soon they were in a private room, all done up in red velvet except for the couch, which was black. One girl pinned Kagome down on the couch and kissed her senseless while the other undressed, performing a little striptease and flinging her tiny mini dress in Inuyasha's face before beckoning to him with one finger.

"No," he said, shaking his head. His eyes were intense, almost angry, and his pants outlined how very hard he was. "I want to watch."

Her eyes met his as the girl sucked on her neck and he rubbed his palm over his constrained cock, his eyes promising her a thousand things. The naked girl came over and began to undress her friend, caressing her familiarly. Obviously, they had done this before. They switched places, one girl behind her caressing her breasts while the other straddled her and ran her hands over her body, kissing her. She noticed a certain showmanship to their movements and realized they were still trying to entice Inuyasha. It didn't bother her too much, because she was doing the same thing, but she was annoyed by them continuing to tease her and not just getting down to business. Kagome was consumed by a desperate need for satisfaction.

With a snarl, she pushed one girl until her head was between her legs. She got the picture quick and began to tongue her pussy, moaning gratuitously like she was the one being pleasured. The other girl cradled Kagome against her and palmed her breasts, tips of her fingers circling her nipples. Trying to keep her eyes on Inuyasha's, she watched the struggle in his face. He wanted to fuck her, he wanted to get involved, but he was holding back. She let out a cry of disappointment when the girl between her legs got tired and went to her breasts, sucking a nipple like a newborn. Her friend left her position and fastened her lips to her other nipple and soon she was writhing and gasping, pulling their hair. For their big finish, they both kissed and licked their way down her body until they arrived at her pussy and then, with twin tongues, they licked her, one stabbing her tongue inside her cunt and the other sucking her clit. In just a few seconds she was crying out and spasming, another orgasm rocketing through her when Inuyasha turned on the toys again for a few seconds.

Whimpering, Kagome held out her arms and the half-demon obeyed, holding her to him. His eyes were blazing and he pressed his pelvis into her, making her feel him.

"Fix your dress. I'm taking you home." Turning to the girls (who were now arranged in a sixty-nine and moaning like pornstars), he eyes them appreciatively and said, "You two can keep the room for tonight."

She barely had time to cover herself before they were out of the club and back in the cold night air. Shivering, she was surprised to feel Inuyasha drape his suit jacket over her and put an arm around her while he made a call.

"Fuck, the driver should have been out here by now." Glancing at her and then back at his phone, he ended the call and stuffed it in his pocket. "Screw it. Get on my back."

He helped her up and then they were practically flying through the night. Laughing like an escaped mental patient, Kagome put her arms around Inuyasha's neck and kissed him on the top of his head, right between the ears. All too soon they were back at the shrine and she felt like crying. How could such a beautiful night end now?

"Is your window unlocked?"

"Yeah, always." She frequently aired out her room, not liking the stale smell that crept in otherwise.

He jumped up and pushed open her window before leaping into her room. Smothering her giggles, Kagome sat on her bed.

Inuyasha's eyes softened as he watched her laugh. "I've wanted to fuck you here, in your own sacred place, ever since I first saw you. I decided tonight was gonna be the night. It's just like I thought it would be, all fluffy and pink and Kagome-ish…"

She interrupted him, grabbing him by the belt and pulling him close. Rubbing her cheek against his erection, she covered the front of his pants with kisses around the zipper. The half-demon sucked in a gasp through his teeth.

"You're so hot I can feel it through your clothes," she whispered, kissing him again. "I'm starting to worry you'll blow your load before I get you inside me."

His laugh was strained and so she unzipped him, tugging down his pants, patiently undressing him. Turning her back to him, she waited while he unzipped her. The rest of the night had been foreplay. This was the real stuff. Him and her. Inuyasha groaned into their kiss and she mewled as he sank into her, her nails digging into his muscled shoulders.

"We've gotta stay quiet," he whispered. "Don't want your mom coming in and finding your math teacher balls deep inside of you…"

Kagome giggled, a sound that turned into a small cry when he thrust inside her. Smiling, Inuyasha covered her mouth with his, and that was how they stayed, slow kissing a contrast to their rough fucking. She'd cum what felt like so many times tonight and she was so sensitive that it wasn't long before her pussy was tightening and quivering around him. Sweat slicked his back and she wanted to taste it but contented herself with sucking on his tongue. His hips jerked one last time and with a growl that turned into her name he filled her with his cum until it overflowed. Panting, they lay pressed together, sharing breath. Her eyes searched his and she didn't realize she was doing it until she wondered what she was looking for.

"Where's your bathroom?"

"Two doors to the right."

He pulled out of her and suddenly all the exhaustion she'd suppressed filled her body. Waiting for him to come back, Kagome rolled over and fished her phone out of his pants pocket only to see that she had grabbed his phone by mistake. She was about to put it back when she remembered the pictures he had taken of her. Her hair and face were probably a mess now, waves tangled and mascara tears running down from all the sex. But what was his passcode? She didn't know a thing about him other than his name and that he was rich and probably gained his wealth through illegal means and he made her feel like she mattered. Bored, she tapped in their hotel room number. And it actually freaking worked.

The pictures he'd taken were so flattering she almost didn't recognize herself. Gods, she'd looked gorgeous. Pink lipstick, gold highlighter, winged eyeliner. Nosy now, she scrolled through the rest of his photos. Most of them were screenshots, which she ignored. A few pics of his dick, of course. That was it. Then he got a text.

Kikyo Honey: When are you coming home? Thought we could catch up on our show.

Honey. This was the woman he'd called 'honey'. Right. Yeah. He was married. They had a show. It hadn't bothered her before that he'd had a wife. Part of her figured the woman must have known about his activities. Another part of her didn't care whether his wife knew or not. But that was back when it was just sex. Somehow, in such a short time, it had become more. Could she keep doing this if she knew it was something more? It would only end up hurting her in the end. She was far too young for all this craziness.

The toilet flushed and she reacted instantly and without thought, deleting the text from the woman she instinctively knew was his wife. No one had a show with a side chick.

Inuyasha tiptoed back to bed, putting his arms around her and kissing her neck.

"I have to go soon." At least he sounded regretful.

"Okay," she whispered. But Kagome didn't mean "okay". She meant "stay with me".

Turning in his arms, she kissed his lips. He didn't even try and resist, which gave her the courage to lick down his chest, stopping to suck his nipples, teasing them as he'd done hers. When she had him panting, she moved to his hardening cock, working him with her mouth, taking him all the way down her throat and then withdrawing until she was only sucking the tip. His hands clenched her sheets, claws tearing holes she'd have to figure out how to explain to her mother later. Positioning his cock at her entrance, she slid down on him, moving her hips in circles to ease the journey. His hands on her hips, he helped her ride him and soon she found a rhythm that had them both smothering sounds of rapture. Squeezing him inside her, she drew up a few inches and then dropped down hard, repeating it a few times until she was too frantic and could only grind against him, her clit rubbing on his pubic bone. Covering her own mouth, she swallowed her moan and watched Inuyasha writhe beneath her, shooting jet after jet of cum inside her.

"Fuck," he gasped, following it up with a quick laugh. He tucked her in beside him. "You really do drive me crazy. And you wear me out."

Humming in contentment, she kissed him and snuggled against him. It wasn't long before he fell asleep beside her, complete peace on his face. Kagome spent the entire night dozing off and waking up again, watching him, making sure he was still there. What was she doing with him? She didn't know. Barely moving, she stayed curled up in his arms, afraid to disturb him and have him take off. For some reason, she couldn't bear the thought of it tonight.

Inuyasha woke with the sun. The first thing he spoke was a violent string of curses.

"Oh, goddammit. Tell me I didn't spend the whole fucking night here. How is it possible I slept for so long in this tiny fucking bed!?"

Kagome sat up next to him, unsure of herself. "Um… So, I had fun."

He glanced at her before looking away, pecking her on the cheek. "Yeah. Me too."

It was suddenly so awkward. It was as though sleeping next to each other was more intimate than him being inside her. Kagome broke the tension the only way she knew how.

"I could take care of that in the shower," she said, gesturing at his morning wood. "The rest of the family doesn't get up for a couple more hours."

His cock twitched. "Yeah. Okay. Yeah."

In the shower, he shampooed her hair, standing behind her. His cock moved between her thighs as he sensually massaged her scalp. She smiled. It was just like old times. His soapy hands went to her breasts and stomach. Reaching down, she stroked his cock, soaping it up. He jerked himself off between her soft, slick thighs and she held his hands on her breasts, his shaft scraping against her protruding clit. To keep himself quiet, he took her shoulder into his mouth as he came. Kissing turned to sucking, and then he bit her. It surprised Kagome and she let out a small yelp, the pain shocking her into orgasm. After that, they actually showered, but Inuyasha would not stop staring at where he'd bitten her, no matter how many times she assured him it was okay and that she actually kind of liked it.

Kagome pouted. Despite all her effort, they were back to awkward.

O\o/O

Weeks passed. Even though she swore to herself it wouldn't happen, Inuyasha slowly took over her life. Every day, she met him at what she'd come to think of as their room, and they spent hours together enjoying one another's company. Somehow, after that time in the shower, he'd gotten into the habit of biting her shoulder in the same place every time he came. She figured it was a dog demon thing and he'd been holding back before. Without telling her family so she'd still have an excuse to be out, she quit all extracurricular activities except her study dates with Hojo.

Hojo was a whole other mess. Kagome became fonder and fonder of him as time went on. They were the envy of everyone in school. He was so sweet and kind and good, always anticipating her needs. He kissed her palm before holding her hand and squeezing it, and they held hands wherever they went. He still blushed whenever they kissed. It charmed her and melted her heart, but she forgot all about him after school when she went to that fancy hotel and got fucked in the ass by a married drug dealer an unknown number of years older than her. It was only there with Inuyasha that she truly came alive and was able to be herself.

Everything got really complicated when Hojo gave her a promise ring.

They were on one of their non-study dates in the café, cuddling and kissing and being the cutest things in the damn place, as was usual. Out of nowhere, he slipped the ring on her finger. At first, all she could do was stare at it and wonder what the hell was going on. It was beautiful, with what seemed to be real diamonds studding the gold band, pink sapphires, her favorite, in between them.

"It's a promise ring," he explained, noticing the look on her face. "Kagome, I know I'm too young to really promise you anything, but I can't imagine life without you. Wherever I go, whatever I do, I want to be with you."

"Oh, Hojo!" she breathed, tears clouding her vision.

Throwing her arms around him, she kissed him senseless, happy and guilty all at once. They hadn't even touched on marriage and she hadn't been bugging him for more of a commitment and she was more than willing to go all the way with him, so the ring wasn't him trying to shut her up or get something from her. He meant it, just as he truly meant every beautiful thing he'd ever said or done for her.

Kagome came down from her cloud of happiness for a second and thought back to their problems. Since they first got together, she'd been trying to take their relationship further. Despite how attractive he was, Hojo was shy and he lacked passion. Every time she barely brushed against his erection when they made out in his car, he grabbed her wrist and brought it back to his shoulder or some other safe location and just kept kissing her. The most extreme thing they'd done together was last week when he'd briefly and clumsily touched her clothed breasts. Based on how hard he got while they were together, she assumed he must masturbate like a crazy monkey the moment they parted. Unfortunately, he didn't have the same effect on her. If she got wet during their sessions, it was because she was picturing what she'd be doing with Inuyasha in a few hours. It was like Hojo had trained her to not think of him in that way. In a way, she was grateful. She didn't know what she'd do if her boyfriend suddenly gained an interest in her nether regions and saw the vibrator and butt plug.

The promise ring got her in a frisky mood, though, so she was determined to try again. After they finished their snack at the café and were back in his car, she jumped him, not even wanting to go to the secluded parking lot a street over like they normally did. Thankfully, he responded to her, and quickly got wrapped up in her frenzied touches. Before he could say anything, she took off her shirt and then her bra. It was the first time he had seen her naked breasts and he looked like it was the first time he'd ever seen breasts period. Carefully, he cupped her, awe on his face. Smiling, she rubbed her thumb along his lower lip.

"You can kiss me there, Hojo. It's all right. You're my boyfriend, aren't you? It's what you're supposed to do."

With a shuddering breath, he kissed her there, eyes glancing up at her and showing her all the love and lust he was feeling, melting her heart. Sucking her nipple, he moaned and hugged her closer to him. Patiently, she ran her fingers through his hair. Now they were getting somewhere. If he kept this up, he just might make her pussy throb. Already she could feel a tingling below from his inexperienced attentions. She'd suspected she was the first person he'd ever done anything more than kiss, and it made her feel giddy and even turned her on a little.

"No, Kagome," he said, tearing himself away from her nipple but not able to stop staring at it how red and slippery he'd made it. "We can't. Not right here, not now—"

"Hojo, please!" she begged, blushing when her voice came out more desperate than she'd intended. "I want to be with you. It hurts when you reject me." At this point, she had to fight back tears. It was all true. "At least let me touch you. Let me know you find me attractive."

Adam's apple bobbing, he finally nodded. "O-okay. Okay."

Her heart soared and she wasted no time in unzipping him only to realize why he had been so reluctant to get to this step. Hojo was…small. Everything made sense now. This was why he was always so self-conscious and never even tried to dry hump her. Oddly, he was dearer to her than ever now.

"Can I take you in my mouth?"

He seemed startled at her question. Nodding, his face melted into something beautiful with how grateful he was. Kagome vowed to give him the best blowjob he'd ever have. Wrapping her lips around him with ease, she pulled out all her tricks, bobbing her head up and down (though she really didn't have to) and sucking him like she was trying to collapse an empty soda can.

It couldn't have been more than half a minute before he came.

Dutifully, Kagome swallowed him down, cleaning him up afterward. Embarrassed, he gently shoved her away from him and put his clothes back in place.

"I've g-gotta go now, Kagome. Thanks. Thank you."

They still had another hour left to their date. They'd planned on going to mini-golf. "Hojo, please don't do this! If…" She tried to find a tactful way to put it. "If this is about your body, don't be self-conscious. I don't like you any less. I'm still attracted to you!" And she meant it.

His face was scarlet. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Tears streaming down her face, she grabbed her bag and left the car. He sped away and she went back inside the café to finish crying and wash the cum taste out of her mouth. Inuyasha would be so pissed if he tasted another man on her. Early, which hadn't happened for over a week, she began her journey to their room.

Inuyasha greeted her before she could knock, as always. This time, his eyes took her in, just watching her, his muscular body filling the doorway and blocking her entrance.

"Is there a secret password?"

He smirked. "Not for you."

Dropping her backpack on the ground, she flopped down on the bed, weary. Inuyasha bounced down beside her, elbow on the mattress and cheek resting against his palm, staring at her.

"You gonna tell me what's wrong?"

They'd gotten closer, and now they spent more time talking than fucking, the length of their visits almost doubling because of it.

Kagome felt tears prick her eyes again and she rolled over onto her side so they were eye to eye.

"It's Hojo. But I don't want to talk about it."

Inuyasha snorted. He had some weird thing against Hojo and never let a moment pass without letting her know it.

"Is he wondering where you go after your dates? Or maybe he's wondering about this…" His hand slipped beneath her collar and stroked the bite mark on her shoulder.

"He hasn't even seen that." Kagome almost covered her mouth in reflex. Oops. She'd been leading Inuyasha to believe that she and Hojo were having sex. "We don't have a lot of time so we don't get naked. He just pushes my shirt up."

Already, Inuyasha was barely paying attention. "At least you're early." Dragging her shirt over her head, he flung it across the room like he never wanted to see it again. "I love it when you're early." Kissing her, he mumbled, "Hate it when you're late. I want to hunt you down and drag you here every time you're late."

Kagome laughed and rubbed his ears. She'd been a few minutes late maybe twice and each time he'd acted like it was an eternity.

He moaned and pushed his head into her hand. "I love it when you rub my ears."

In response, she rubbed them harder.

His mouth took hers again, this time not stopping until she was breathless. "I love the way your lips feel on mine. So soft. You taste so good." Kissing down her neck, he licked the bite mark. "Love how this looks on your skin." His mouth found a nipple and he sucked hard, making her arch into him. "Fuck, I love your tits," he said against her sensitive skin. "Love licking them, sucking them, love biting them…" a fang teased her stiff nipple and she whimpered. "Love the sounds you make when I touch you." Moaning, he closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek against her nipple, hugging her close to him for a second before taking it in his mouth again. "Move in with me."

Her hands left his ears. "What the fuck!?" she shrieked, getting up on her elbows to look at him in disbelief.

"Ow! What's wrong?"

Briefly closing her eyes at the petulant look on his face, Kagome took a deep breath through her nose. "Okay, first of all, what about your wife?"

Inuyasha shrugged. "She'll deal with it." As though the discussion were finished, he dipped his head to suck her breast again. Despite herself, Kagome gasped and arched into him. "She'll probably be grateful I'm home more often." He chuckled and switched to her other nipple. "Fuck, with you there, I'd never leave."

"I'm not going to share you with another woman like that!" Blushing, she realized how crazy that sounded. But it was true. Here, in this room, she had Inuyasha all to herself. Here, she could make believe she was the only one. "I don't want to see her," she whined, hating the sound of her voice.

Inuyasha sighed and rolled on his back next to her. "Kagome, my wife and I don't have sex. Ever." When she, shocked into silence, said nothing, he continued, "We haven't in years. Don't ask why. I hate talking about it. But we're still friends. Well, we're friendly. I guess. Sometimes."

Kagome sighed, understanding him a little more. Missing his closeness, she laid her head on his chest, snuggling into him when he brought an arm around her.

"Even if I wanted to," and she wanted to, it was all she'd ever dreamed of, "I'm still in high school. And what would I tell my family? And Hojo?"

Inuyasha just smiled and tucked a length of hair behind her ear. "They're easily taken care of."

"I don't know." The possible negatives were too great for her to accept, even though she suddenly wanted to more than anything.

"Promise you'll think about it?"

She hid her face in his chest. "I don't want to."

Inuyasha sighed. With some maneuvering, he had her cradled in his arms like a child, and then he got up and walked to the bathroom. Stripping, he patiently undressed her, too. She regretted telling him bathing calmed her down and helped her think. She was wary of the hotel tub, though, which he also knew, so he started the shower. Under the hot spray of water, he held her close, and for a second she felt like they were dancing.

"I have a framed picture of you in my office," he said softly, right by her ear. "From that night we went to the club. I don't have any of my wife. Not anymore. I haven't had any pictures of anyone there for a long time."

The implications made her heart beat faster. Cupping his face, she brought him down for a kiss, but before their lips touched he grabbed her hand and held it up to his face, giving it a close look. Her stomach sank when she saw what he was looking at. Hojo's promise ring. Oh boy. This was not a conversation she wanted to have right now.

"What's this?" he asked, voice deceptively calm. When she didn't answer right away, he snatched it off her finger.

Cheeks pink from how juvenile it was going to seem to him, Kagome replied, "It's a promise ring. Hojo gave it to me today."

He went still. "Your boyfriend gave you a promise ring?"

Kagome nodded. Hadn't she just said that?

"Is this what you were mad about earlier?"

She decided a little of the truth would be best right now. Plus, she couldn't think of a lie. "No… I was really happy when he gave it to me and then we went to his car and I tried to thank him but he just shot his load and took off." Thinking of it still made her eyes sting.

Inuyasha left the shower, tossing the ring on the counter where it bounced a few times, almost going into the sink. The half-demon slammed the door behind him, obviously furious. Panicking, Kagome caught it up and put it back on her finger. No way could she lose it after only having it for barely an hour! Tears filled her eyes again, this time because of Inuyasha. Going back into the shower, she let herself cry, hoping he wouldn't be able to hear her. It wasn't fair! It wasn't fair that he was this jealous when he had a freaking wife! He was married and she only had a boyfriend. It wasn't fair!

It wasn't fair…that they hadn't met before he'd gotten married.

The rational part of herself tried to tell her she would have been far too young to have ever caught his interest, but the irrational side was dominant and asserted that he should have waited for her, dammit! Then they wouldn't be having these problems. They could be normal. They could be a real couple. They wouldn't have to sneak around in a hotel and he wouldn't have to lie to her family and pretend to be her math teacher. Her heart ached as she finally really acknowledged what she wanted: him. Inuyasha. She wanted all of him, forever.

The revelation had her stumbling out of the shower, more confused than ever. Wrapping herself in a towel, she prepared herself to face him. Maybe they wouldn't move in together yet, but they could do other things. She could tell him how she felt. And then they could take it from there.

Outside of the bathroom, she saw Inuyasha sitting on the bed, still naked, sheet barely covering his most private parts. There was someone with him. It took her a few seconds, her mind not wanting to process what her eyes were seeing, but there was no mistake. Hojo was there.

He just stared at her, dripping wet in her towel. Chuckling morosely, he held up his phone.

"I guess you weren't the one who texted me wanting to meet here? I thought all the emojis were a bit much…"

Her heart was breaking. "Hojo, I—"

He interrupted her. "And I guess he really wasn't your stalker. Probably not even your tutor."

"Hojo, please wait—"

He held up his hand. His eyes, which had only ever looked at her with love, were full of anger and sadness and tears. "This guy already told me everything. I came here to say sorry, Kagome, and I am sorry. I'm sorry for what happened in the car and I'm sorry for what happened here and I'm sorry that I never want to see you again."

And he left.

Inuyasha's laughter broke the silence. "I can't believe that fucker actually cried! How good were you giving it to him that he'd cry like a little bitch?"

Storming over to the bed, she slapped him, the ring Hojo had given her cutting his face. The sight of his blood made her even angrier, angry that he had reduced her to this, and she moved to slap him again but he grabbed her wrist. The look on his face was murderous and he tugged her onto the bed, wrestling her madly struggling form as she tried to get loose, her towel falling off somewhere along the way. Forcing a knee between her legs, he slapped her back, his mouth quickly coming down to kiss her, lips punishing, teeth biting. And Kagome gave as good as she got, biting his lower lip until it bled. Her nails raked down his back and he roared, slamming his cock inside her. Their fucking was violent and primal, more like fighting than sex. When she came, she cried, and she couldn't stop. Inuyasha finished and kissed her tears away, calm now.

"I hate you," she whispered, voice hoarse with fury and heartbreak. "I hate you. If you ever come near me again, I will call the police."

Inuyasha just stared at her, dumbfounded and hurt. "Are you actually fucking breaking up with me when I'm still inside you?"

Kagome scrambled from beneath him and kicked out, sending him to the floor. "Is this better!?" she screamed, tears running down her face. "If I even think you're following me, I'll call the police."

Using his inhuman speed, he was back on top of her, holding her down on the mattress with a hand to her throat, choking her but not quite cutting off all her air. His eyes were cold and mean.

"I know where you live, Kagome. I know where you go to school. I know your entire family, your full name, your bank account information, your social security number. I have hundreds of pictures of you, most of them with you underneath me. And what do you have on me? You don't even know if I gave you my real name." He released her with a sneer. "I'm not scared. I'm not worried. You'll be back in a fucking week."

Kagome gasped for air, shaken. His animalistic eyes tracked her every movement as she dressed herself with shaking hands. His cum was still leaking out of her and she wiped herself off using the sheet, something she'd never done, but she was too frightened to hang around for longer than that. The minute she left the room, she was running, running all the way to the train station, new tears filling her eyes when she remembered that was where they'd met. But was that really where they'd met? Had he seen her somewhere else before and followed her? Inuyasha had said he had pictures of her. She didn't know whether to believe him or not, but the chilling certainty he'd had in that moment he'd acted like a stranger terrified her.

She noticed herself getting a lot of looks and she dried her face self-consciously. Then it occurred to her: the looks were mostly from demons. They could smell him on her. They all knew she was a whore. She always showered before she left but not today. The entire ride back to the shrine she looked around her, paranoid. Inuyasha could be anywhere. Or was he? Did he hire someone to follow her? She didn't stop shaking until she was home, safe in her bed.

O\o/O

A month went by without incident. She learned to stop looking over her shoulder everywhere she went. For a while, everyone wanted to know the details of why she and Hojo had broken up, but Kagome didn't say anything, grateful that her ex hadn't said a thing either. Life was more or less back to normal. Until the day she woke up sick and stayed sick, almost passing out on the way to school.

When she recovered after that, she figured she was just stressed. She'd been pushing herself really hard with schoolwork, so maybe that was it? But she stayed all day with that nausea swirling inside her, making it hard to concentrate. Finally, in the middle of class, she was forced to run out of the room. She didn't quite make it to the bathroom before she vomited, right there in the deserted hallway, puking her guts out with heaves so hard they brought tears to her eyes.

Kagome didn't think she had the flu or something. She knew what was going on. For the past week, she'd had her suspicions, but she thought it just wasn't possible at first. It wasn't like she'd ever gone off her birth control during her time with Inuyasha. But fuck, he was a demon. As she'd only recently found out, there was special birth control for demons with human partners. Apparently, demon sperm was really that powerful. Her tears started to flow from anxiety and sorrow rather than vomiting. Barely able to keep her balance, she stumbled a few steps, hoping she was going in the direction of the nurse.

"Kagome?"

Heavily, she leaned into a locker, breathing hard. "H-Ho…" She couldn't even say his name.

"Oh, hell. Let's get you to the nurse."

Gently, he took her arm and put it around his waist, putting his arm around her shoulder and they walked like one person to the nurse's office. A few tears slipped out for him. They had walked kind of like this when they were together through these very same halls. Gently, he sat her down in the office and when she stayed unresponsive he answered the questions for her. The nurse went through the usual routine and took her temperature and stuff. Not knowing what the problem could be but seeing she was obviously suffering, she left to call Mrs. Higurashi. Hojo was still there. She tried to avoid his eyes.

"Why'd you do it?" His voice was so quiet she almost didn't hear him. "I've been in love with you since sixth grade. I would have given you everything. Why'd you do it?"

Kagome sighed. Of course this conversation was inevitable. She'd just hoped they'd have it at one of their high school reunions instead of anytime soon.

Somewhat cruelly, she said, "Why I cheated on you or why I ever went out with you in the first place?" He flinched. "Damn it, Hojo, I'm sorry. I just… I don't know. I never did anything crazy like that before." Taking a big breath, she tried to explain. "Our first year of high school, my friends and I made a pact to lose our virginities at the first party we went to. It didn't matter who we lost it to. I ended up being the only one to do it. He was some guy from another school and I never saw him again. It made me feel so bad that I never went beyond hand and mouth stuff with guys again until… Until him." Her heart ached when she thought about Inuyasha. "He excited me before I ever saw his face. But I liked you, Hojo. I liked you because you're everything I'm not."

His hand slipped inside hers. "Maybe we can try again."

Kagome shook her head and smiled, taking her hand away. "I'm pregnant, Hojo."

"I figured." At her shocked look, he continued, "I can be there for you, for your baby. I know he won't be. You need me, Kagome, and I still love you."

Her entire body felt cold. "No, thank you."

She was offended but tried not to show it. Before that moment, she hadn't even considered going back to Inuyasha again, not even when she began to suspect she was pregnant. But Hojo's words made her want to. She wanted to prove him wrong about Inuyasha.

He stayed with her until her mother got there. Fussing over her the entire way home, convinced she had the flu, she forced Kagome onto the couch and brought her a stack of pillows and blankets, placing a bucket right where she'd need it.

"I'm going to the store to get you some ingredients to make you a special tea. Rest up while I'm gone."

Kagome played the invalid until she was sure she was alone. Now that the nausea had passed, she was full of energy. Carefully, in case her grandfather was somewhere on the premises, she fled to the drug store across the street. The clerk didn't even bat an eye when she purchased the pregnancy test, which she was thankful for, and didn't even smile when she asked for the key to the restroom. Eyes scanning the directions, she ripped open the box and did her business, telling herself not to cry until the time was up and she could look at it.

It was positive. As if she'd had any doubts. She could feel the life he'd planted within her.

Pulling out her phone, she stared at his number. Gods, if he'd changed it… But no, she wouldn't let herself think like that. For the first time in a month, she texted him.

I need to talk to you. In person.

Right away, he responded. There was no apology, no insult, just an address. It wasn't their hotel, but the room was 1507, so she assumed he'd gotten a different one. Not trusting herself to stay upright and puke-free on the train, she splurged on a taxi. To her surprise, the address wasn't in the expensive part of the city she'd always been to with him but instead in the business district. The car stopped before a giant building. The sign read Taisho Corp. in giant bold block letters. Mentally shrugging, she paid the driver and went inside. Everything was marble and polished and expensive. The elevators shone a bright gold and she saw her face reflected in the doors. Gods, she looked like crap. Like a scared piece of crap. Her nerves only got worse on the ride to the fifteenth floor.

When she walked onto the floor, she was met with the stony gaze of a pretty, young receptionist.

"Can I help you?" Her voice was nasally and she hoped she didn't get too many calls. That would be bad for business.

"Um, yeah. I'm looking for, uh, 1507?"

She just laughed. "Um, yeah. No."

The phone rang and she picked it up. "Taisho Corp., how may I—" Her eyes went wide. "Really? I mean yes, of course. Yes, sir." Hanging up the phone, she looked up at Kagome, baffled. "Follow that hall. It's the room in the very back."

Kagome did as told. Back here, things were less modern than where the receptionist was with her glass table and sleek computer. Everything here was wood and brass and thick red carpet. Finally, she arrived at the door. Unlike the others, which sported rectangular plates engraved with names that sounded ridiculous and wealthy, this one was blank. Almost knocking, she withdrew her fist. No, she was supposed to be here. She was going to act like she owned the goddamn place. Thankfully, the door was unlocked.

Inuyasha was there. Kagome didn't know why she felt surprised to see him, but her heart leapt in her chest and beat out of control. Gods, it felt like so much longer than a month. Something in her relaxed just seeing the broad lines of his back. The half-demon didn't turn around though he must have heard her enter. He just stared out the window that took up the entire wall looking pensive. Everything surrounding him showed he was someone important. The nameplate on the desk read Inuyasha Taisho, his last name the same one outside the building. Kagome stayed in the entryway, feeling more scared and intimidated now than when he had held her down and taken her against her will.

He turned around, eyes full of emotion, the same emotion she felt pouring out of her.

"You want to know who I am?" He walked over to her, brought her inside, and slammed the door, pressing her up against it and kissing her until she was breathless. "I'm the man who's so fucking crazy about you I want to be with you always even though I know I can't be." His voice was hoarse and his eyes were intense and begging her to understand him. "That's me, Kagome. You are the only one who knows the real me. Everyone else just sees a president and CEO."

Kagome began to cry, clutching him to her when he held her gently, soothing her. Everything in her told her that he wouldn't be saying this if he knew. After all, he wasn't like Hojo. He was like her. All the same, she had to tell him. He needed to know.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered, holding him tighter, wanting to feel him for as long as possible.

He just stared at her, still holding her, then snarled and let go as if she'd burned him. Barking a laugh, he paced the room, running a hand through his hair, before turning on her, hate in his eyes.

"You wanna know how I know it's not fucking mine?" The cruelty and self-hatred in his smile made her shrink back against the door. "I can't have kids, Kagome. I'm sterile. That's why my wife and I barely speak. We've been married for ten years and we tried for five before we realized that I'm no exception. I'm just like the overwhelming percentage of half-demons, shooting fucking blanks. It destroyed our marriage, and if I hadn't sworn to her mother on her death bed that I would never divorce her, we would have gone our separate ways already." Suddenly, he was in her face, and his expression made her wish she'd never come. "I know you're a liar and a whore, Kagome. Go back to your boyfriend, or does he not want you anymore? Maybe the two of you are just trying to get money out of me. Did you spend every cent I gave you already? Are you even really pregnant?"

He got closer and closer to her with each word and the fire in his eyes burned hotter, not seeing or not caring that she was already cowering and crying.

"I never had sex with Hojo!" she screamed, shocking him into silence. "I never did, but he offered to take me back today. He told me he'd raise the baby with me. And you know what? He'd make a better father than you ever would!" She pushed him away from her. "I'm going to raise this baby with Hojo and then when they're grown up I'll find you again and show you everything you walked away from. By the time they're grown, this child will hate you as much as I do!"

Inuyasha grabbed her shoulders. "Calm. The fuck. Down."

She was hyperventilating, her hands shaking, but she didn't want to listen to him even though she knew she should. If not for her own sake then for her child's. Sighing, he forcefully sat her down on the couch, rubbing her back as the breaths she took went from great hiccoughing gasps to something more normal.

"Now that I'm not as mad, I can smell you're really pregnant." His voice was soft. A truce. "But I know it's not mine. You don't have to lie to me. I'll help you out, but you're not getting me to leave my wife or anything crazy like that."

The words made her cry harder. "It's yours!" she sobbed, clinging to him. "It's yours, it's yours, it's yours! I swear!"

He brought his arms around her and she allowed herself to take comfort in the feel of him even though she knew he was mentally and emotionally detaching himself from her.

"Tell you what. A friend of mine has a brother who's an obstetrician over at the hospital. I'll take you to him and we'll see how far along you are, get you on the right vitamins and stuff."

Helping her to her feet, he allowed her to keep holding him, recognizing it was what she needed. He yelped when she grabbed him by the tie and brought his face close to hers, so close his eyes crossed.

"I want a paternity test," she hissed, glaring. "I already know, but since you're convinced I'm a liar, you'll need the proof."

"Sure thing," he muttered, obviously humoring her. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number and looked away from her. "Bankotsu, can you call Suikotsu and tell him to pencil me in right now? I have an emergency. No, I'll tell you about it later. Okay. Cool. Bye."

He opened the door for her like a gentleman even though his face screamed he was going to be in hell for however long she was in his company. His car, the one she'd never seen before, was just as flashy as she'd imagined it. The drive to the hospital was silent and she stared out the window, trying to avoid feeling his eyes on her. They didn't go in through the main entrance, but instead some side door, where a man in scrubs met them looking exhausted a little peeved. He forced a smile, and she relaxed a little.

"Inuyasha. Haven't seen you since the charity dinner." His expression turned a little shy. "Kikyo hasn't been to the children's ward yet this week. Do you know when she's coming?"

"She goes here?" Inuyasha asked, looking around as though he'd see her hiding behind one of the potted plants.

"Well, yes. She's been coming for five years. I started out as a psych major before I switched, and I like to provide some free counseling for the families. Kikyo comes and brings gifts and tells them stories—"

"How long is this gonna take? I should probably head back to work soon."

"Er, well, I don't even know what the problem is—"

"I'm pregnant," Kagome piped up.

Suikotsu looked between the two of them and sighed. "And you've confirmed this with an at home test?"

She nodded. "This morning."

"All right. We'll check with a proper analysis of your urine."

Inuyasha and Kagome both wrinkled their noses. Suikotsu directed her to a nurse, who handed her a little plastic cup and showed her the bathroom. Once she was finished, the same nurse took her sample and she was brought to a private room where Inuyasha was already sitting and waiting. Awkwardly, she managed to hoist herself up onto the examination chair.

"So. How have, uh, how have you been?"

Kagome just glared at him.

Inuyasha sighed and looked down at his shoes. "I'm trying to help. The least you could do is not be a bitch."

Her glare intensified.

He glared back.

Suikotsu came in and they shelved the silent argument. "I'm prioritizing your tests. You're definitely pregnant." Pulling up a chair, he rolled close to her and stared in her eyes with compassion. "You're very young. Are you aware of your options?"

Kagome rolled her eyes. She was an adult, wasn't she? "I'm keeping it," she insisted, giving Inuyasha another glare.

"When was your last menstruation?"

"Like three month ago. I'm not sure, I never pay attention."

He began fiddling with some equipment. "All right, I'm going to do an ultrasound, Miss… What's your name?"

"Takahashi," Inuyasha broke in. Apparently, that was his go-to fake name.

Lifting up her shirt, the doctor used an instrument to spread a cold gel on her stomach. "Are you Inuyasha and Kikyo's niece?"

She glanced at Inuyasha, who was glaring daggers into the back of Suikotsu's head.

"It's pretty obvious what's going on here, Suikotsu. All you need to know is that she's eighteen and it was all consensual."

For a second it looked like the doctor was going to turn around and punch Inuyasha, but then he took a deep breath and glanced at the screen to his left.

"It looks like you're about eight weeks along."

"How soon can we get a paternity test done?" she asked, face burning in embarrassment.

The poorly concealed judgmental look he gave her had her face coloring further. "Now."

"And how long will it take until we get it back?"

Suikotsu sighed and handed her a towel to clean up. "For you guys, a few hours." Grabbing a syringe, he swabbed her inner arm and took a blood sample. "There's fetal DNA present here. I'll test it against Inuyasha's blood and call you when it's ready." Reluctantly, Inuyasha rolled up his sleeve and allowed himself to be punctured too. "You two can walk around town and talk about your options until then, maybe tell Kikyo…"

Inuyasha got to his feet and gestured for her to follow him. The thought of being alone with him for the next "few hours", however long that was, had her stomach turning. The drive was silent and he pulled up in front of that restaurant he'd taken her to before they'd gone to the club. No longer a Cinderella, she felt awkward in her school uniform and kept her eyes on the ground until they were in their private dining room. He ordered for them again and then they were really and truly alone.

"If you're so rich and high profile businessy and all that, why aren't you afraid of being seen in public with me?" It was something she'd been wondering since she'd walked into his office. The stuff they'd done together in public were things that could potentially ruin the life of any normal man, but he wasn't normal, not at all.

"Paid paparazzi know to stay away from me by now or else they'll have to fuck with me, and no one wants that." There was a bragging tone he couldn't fully conceal and it made her smile to think he was showing off for her. "We've been lucky, I guess. Even if someone snaps a photo today, who cares? I could just say you're an employee's kid and I'm giving you a scholarship. And it's not like I get recognized a lot. Not a lot of people care about some boring shipping business executive. It's not like I'm in the tabloids or on TMZ."

She nodded. "What are you going to do when the test tells you the baby is yours?"

About to take a sip of water, he put the glass down hard. "It's not."

"But it is."

He sighed heavily. "Can we not talk about it?" he begged, eyes showing so much emotion she wanted to sit in his lap like she'd done before and hold him close. "It doesn't have to be real until Suikotsu tells us the results. So let's just pretend that we haven't been apart and you're not pregnant. Let's just have one last day."

Trying not to cry, she gulped down half her water. No matter what, he wasn't going to believe he was the father. The tense mood was broken by the arrival of their food and Kagome dug in, not realizing how hungry she'd been.

"I think that doctor has a crush on your wife," she said mischievously, giving into his request that they have one last day.

Inuyasha laughed. "I hope he does and I hope it's reciprocated. That would make things so much easier."

Curious, she twirled some pasta around her fork and asked, "How'd you meet Kikyo?" It was the first time she'd said the other woman's name out loud and it hurt.

He groaned. "Let's not have all this be about her. When we're together, let's just be together."

Kagome snorted. "Just tell me, you idiot."

"Fine," he grumbled, a small smile tugging his lips. "She was a shrine priestess. Like you. Her family ran the shrine I grew up visiting with my family. We grew up together. I always knew I was going to marry her one day." His face looked wistful for a moment before he shook his head and went back to eating. "We got married when we were twenty. Everyone told us to wait, but we didn't listen. We didn't care. Things were great for about a year. She started getting frustrated that she wasn't pregnant. I thought it was too soon, but she loved kids and always wanted them. Kikyo is…very traditional, and doesn't believe in fertility treatments. She figured the reason why we can't have kids is because I'm of demonic descent and she's a human priestess and the gods cursed our union and made me sterile. But I'd been upfront with her about how most half-demons are right from the start. After a while of not having her prayers answered, she lost hope, and we haven't had sex since."

"Wow," she murmured, eyes wide.

He glanced at her and gave her a small, sad smile. "For a while, we weren't even speaking. Her mom, Kaede, died after our second anniversary. It was when we still had a lot of hope. Kikyo had told her about our problems and her mom begged me on her death bed not to set aside her daughter and marry someone else. So I swore I wouldn't. And then all that shit happened. Kikyo thinks procreation is the purpose of sex and since there is no possibility of conception between the two of us, there's no point. I still loved her then, but she treated me like I wasn't there. I started drinking a lot, started doing drugs, partying every night. That lasted a few years. Then I sobered up, kept a rotation of only a few girls, and one morning I was dropping one of them off at the train station when I saw you." He smiled at her and took her hand. "The next day, I rode the train all the way to your stop, the complete opposite direction of my commute, got on when you did, and rode all the way back. I did that for a year."

Kagome shivered, unnerved that he had seen her for so long and she hadn't even known he existed. "Wow," she repeated, breathing the word.

His brow furrowed. "Are you creeped out? Shit, this is why I didn't tell you before."

"No, it's just kind of weird, I guess…"

"I was waiting for you to turn eighteen," he insisted, holding her hand a little harder in fear she would slip away. "To keep safe, I always do research on any girl I'm with, and I didn't want to get involved with you before you could legally make your own choices."

Kagome decided a change of subject was necessary. "I get it. But hey, I'm a priestess like your wife, so she can't say the gods cursed you anymore."

Inuyasha nodded stiffly and finished his water. She could tell he was restraining himself from denying paternity again. They ate in mostly silence after that, and soon it really did feel like they had never been apart. They held hands on the way back to the car, and he even buckled her seatbelt for her and kissed her softly, hands lingering on her body.

"I wish you came to live with me when I asked."

She kissed him. Gods, she'd missed how this felt. "You know we could never be happy like that."

"We can!" he insisted, eyes taking on a strange, desperate glow. "We can still be together. If you just got an abortion—"

"No," she said firmly, turning her face from him. "Even if I did that, I couldn't be happy with someone who thought I was just a lying, gold digging whore."

Inuyasha sighed. "Where do you wanna go now?"

She shrugged. "We could see a movie. We never really got to go out when we were together."

"Yeah we did!" he argued, starting the car and pulling out of the parking garage. "We went out to dinner together a bunch, and then there was the time I took you clubbing, and we would have done that again except you didn't want to."

"Inuyasha, we mostly went to dinner in the hotel restaurant, and everything else was just another venue for foreplay and sex."

"So what kind of movie?"

"Comedy. I could use a laugh."

They were late to the showing of some random comedy she'd vaguely heard about and seen advertised. The theater was half full and freezing. Before she could even complain, Inuyasha raised the armrest between them and brought her close to him, giving her his suit jacket as a blanket. As the movie droned on and on, she became bored. Glancing up at her companion, his expression reflected that he was feeling much the same way. Smiling secretly to herself, she trailed her hand down from where it was resting on his chest down to his pants. He jumped at the contact and reached to stop her, but then she unzipped him and stroked him. Breathing heavily, he kissed the top of her head. Slowly, she reacquainted her hand with his length, caressing and massaging and squeezing him. Every time she felt him get a bit too aroused, she gripped him hard at the base for a few seconds before she began stroking him again. By the time the movie was over, he was panting and writhing in his seat.

Forcing himself back in his pants, he yanked her up and they raced back to the car. She wasn't surprised when he opened the door to the backseat and climbed inside. Once the door was shut, he was on her. As much as Kagome had replayed their best times together in her head during the month they were apart, she was not prepared for how it would feel to have his hands on her, all over her, again. It was overwhelming how much she'd missed him, and at first she thought she'd ruin everything and cry, but was able to distract herself. With long, slow strokes, he pounded into her, moaning as he sucked her tender nipple. Grabbing ahold of the ears she'd missed so much, she rubbed them in circles and brought the tips to her mouth, sucking and switching between them. One of his hands held her hip, fingers squeezing her ass, and the other rubbed her clit until she cried out, screaming his name, her pussy clamping down on his cock as he poured his essence into her. As he'd always done before, he bit her shoulder, right in the same place, giving her a new mark where the old one had faded.

"Do you really wanna give this up, Kagome?" he questioned, breathing heavily. "'Cause I don't think I can. I missed you so fucking much."

Scrambling away from him, not wanting him to weaken her resolve, she began to button her shirt back up.

"I did it before and I can do it again," she said quietly. "But I don't want to, Inuyasha. I don't like being without you. I was miserable."

"Me too," he whispered, kissing the side of her neck. His phone buzzed and he grabbed it, glaring at the screen. "It's Suikotsu. He said we have to come to the hospital. Fuck, why can't he just text us the results?" His face darkened and he got out, sitting in the front seat. "I already know what it's gonna be. Get over here, Kagome."

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she crawled into the passenger seat and grabbed his hand, silently begging him not to withdraw from her. She kept her hold on him even when they entered the hospital, Suikotsu's disapproving glance just making her lace her fingers with his.

"I don't have time to stay here and talk with you because I have patients with real issues, but you're definitely the father, Inuyasha."

He went stock still beside her. "That's impossible!" he growled, looking like he was going to fight the doctor. "Kikyo and I tried for years and look how that went! How could I plant a kid in just a few months!?"

The good doctor actually rolled his eyes. "You already know that sex makes babies, and if you didn't before, now you do. Did you ever get yourself tested or did you just decide you were sterile?"

His eyes went wide and he paled. "No—I never—we never—I thought—"

He shrugged. "Maybe the issue was Kikyo's and not yours."

"That can't be it!"

"Then were you putting it in the wrong hole?"

His face whitened further. "Ohhh, holy shit."

"Wait, really?!" Kagome squeaked. She knew he was fond of anal, but really?

"Not that! Kikyo and I… We only tried for a baby on my human night. Maybe it never matched up with her fertile time, or maybe my sperm isn't strong enough when human. I don't know."

Kagome smiled. "So now can you accept you're going to be a father?"

Inuyasha cupped her face and kissed her hard on the mouth before pulling back and grinning, eyes softening the longer he looked at her. "Now you have to move in with me."

"Are you joking!? That would be cruel to Kikyo!" Suikotsu interjected.

"Then how am I supposed to take proper care of Kagome?" Inuyasha fired back. "It's my house, my property, and I say she lives with me. I'm not going to stash her somewhere else like I'm ashamed."

The reality of her situation finally really hitting her, Kagome's knees buckled and Inuyasha steadied her. "That's going to be a terrible conversation."

"If you think that's bad, imagine what talking to your family is going to be like."

She froze, but then shook her head. "I'm eighteen, they don't have to be involved yet. But oh gods, what am I going to say!?"

He shrugged. "Just tell them the truth."

Kagome snorted. "Yeah. That will work. 'Oh hey, Mom and Gramps and eight-year-old Sōta, I've been fucking a much older married half-demon on a regular basis for the past few months now without using the proper protection and guess what, surprise, surprise, he knocked me up and now he wants me to move in with him and his wife across town! Yay!' And they still think you're my calculus teacher!"

The half-demon cringed. "Should I wear a disguise and you can introduce us again?"

Suikotsu cleared his throat and handed Kagome a manila folder marked "Takahashi Ultrasound" with the date. "You should both just come clean to everyone while being considerate and mindful of their feelings. Especially Kikyo's, whom you've both severely wronged."

"Are you still fucking here?"

Turning around, he led a shocked Kagome back to the car. Buckling her in again, he exhaled and took a deep breath several times.

"I never thought I'd be a father. I have no clue what I'm supposed to do." His clawed hand gently grabbed her chin and turned her face to his. "But I'm glad it's you, Kagome."

He drove her home. She'd been gone for so long it was now dinnertime and she almost cried thinking about what was going to happen. Holding Inuyasha's hand for strength, she took her time walking up the stairs, refusing his offers of a back ride. Hoping against hope she could slip in unnoticed, she walked in on chaos.

"Kagome! I've called you a hundred times! I was so worried." She didn't even notice Inuyasha, who was sheepishly hiding behind the much smaller teenage girl. "Did you fake sick?"

Kagome wordlessly handed her the ultrasound. Inuyasha thought it a perfect moment to extend a hand, which Mrs. Higurashi ignored, eyes wide and twitching as she took in what she was seeing.

"Hey, Mrs. Higurashi. Long time, no see. Yeah, I'm not actually your daughter's calculus teacher." Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a business card and handed it to her.

Mrs. Higurashi's face was completely blank. "Please stay for dinner," she said shakily, going back to the kitchen.

"Holy shit, that was creepy," Inuyasha whispered as they sat down at the table, waiting on dinner.

"She only gets like that when she's really, really mad."

Sōta came bounding down the stairs, screeching excitedly when he saw Inuyasha. "Did you come back to play video games with me? I just got a brand new one yesterday!"

Mrs. Higurashi came out with the food just as the old man came down and took his place at head of the table.

"Maybe later, buddy. But hey! You're going to be an uncle!" Inuyasha was so elated he did not notice the sick looks on the face of the mother and grandfather of the girl he'd impregnated. It was like a train wreck. Kagome could see it happening but she was helpless to stop it.

"Cool!" Sōta exclaimed, stuffing his face with food and high fiving him. "Can you name the baby Sōta Goku Higurashi III?"

Inuyasha appeared confused for a moment. "Have there really been two—"

"No," Kagome mumbled, shrinking into her seat.

Gramps got to his feet. "You!" he roared, pointing his spoon at Inuyasha. "My family welcomed you, treated you as a guest, and you violated my precious—" The spoon dropped and his face screwed up in pain before going slack. Kagome screamed as he dropped to the floor.

"He's having a heart attack!" Mrs. Higurashi screamed, getting on her knees beside him.

Inuyasha called emergency. The ambulance came quickly, though it felt like an eternity, and Mrs. Higurashi got in with him. Inuyasha drove Kagome and Sōta to the hospital and the little boy was appropriately enthralled with the car, dying grandfather all but forgotten. They waited for two hours before they were allowed to see him. She requested that Inuyasha stay outside while she visited, but he insisted on coming in with her, sneaking past the nurses who said only immediate family could visit and then only two at a time.

Mrs. Higurashi was fixing the pleats in the curtains when she arrived.

"Mama, I'm— I'm so sorry," she whispered, tears coming to her eyes when she saw her grandfather small and shrunken but otherwise fine beneath the thin white sheet, sleeping.

She waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine. I can just reheat dinner when we get home."

"Not about that, about what happened tonight. It was all my fault."

Mrs. Higurashi ignored her and fluffed the old man's pillows.

Kagome sighed. "I'm going to stay with Inuyasha. Like, to live."

"All right, dear," Mrs. Higurashi said cheerily. "Remember to pack your toothbrush!"

"Maybe for the entire pregnancy. That's a long time, Mama."

Inuyasha mumbled, "Longer than that."

"Have fun, dear! Send Sōta in, please."

They left and she managed to hold back her tears until her little brother was out of sight. Then she collapsed and just allowed Inuyasha to hold her.

"Hey, hey," he murmured, rubbing her back. "That went way better than I thought it would."

She sniffled. "Can you take me home? I need to grab some stuff."

While she packed her things, he sat on her bed and traced the holes he'd left in her sheets, eyes on her.

"You don't need to bring everything, you know. I'll buy you new stuff. And those clothes won't even fit you in a few days."

The thought of what pregnancy was going to do to her body made her stop in horror before she continued packing.

"I don't want all new things," she said irritably. "I wish I could just stay at home and keep doing things like normal, but now everything is different. I almost killed my grandpa and I'm going to have to go to school by correspondence and stuff just so I won't get made fun of."

Inuyasha hugged her from behind. "I still don't know how to react to all this, but I'm happy we're going to be together from now on. And I'm happy the baby's mine and you're the mother." He laughed and kissed her cheek. "Fuck, I would have been overjoyed if you claimed I gave you freaking herpes as long as I got to see and touch you again."

Kagome tried not to smile, unwilling to give up her bad mood so easily. "Okay. I guess I'm done packing." Frowning, she surveyed what she was going to leave behind. "I hope Mama doesn't throw my stuff out."

"If she does, I'll make sure you won't miss any of it."

Inuyasha's house was actually an apartment. A penthouse apartment. A giant penthouse apartment. He flicked on the lights, showing the expensive furnishings and brand new electronics.

"Huh. I guess Kikyo's still out. She's usually home by now, though." Grabbing her roller suitcase again, he walked down a hallway and into a big bedroom. "This is my room," he grinned. "I've imagined you here so many times. You'll stay with me. Kikyo lives on the other side of the house. I have a maid come in a couple times a week and Kikyo usually cooks, but you can cook too, or order out, whatever you want." Shrugging off her backpack, he continued, "You can share my drawers. Just take my crap out and cram it anywhere else. Do what you want."

The empty house was cold and she felt a little scared. "Are you going to be leaving me alone? With… With her?"

"Well, yeah," he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I've still gotta work."

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she drew him in for a kiss. "Can you take some time off until I'm settled in?"

Inuyasha's eyes darkened as he thought of the possibilities. "Yeah," he said in a husky voice, picking her up and kissing her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Gently, he laid her down on the bed, taking off her uniform shirt but leaving her in the skirt. He was very fond of that skirt, she thought, giggling as his head disappeared underneath it. Tugging the crotch of her panties to the side, he groaned as he licked her, making loud smacking sounds in his enjoyment. Kagome began to play with her nipples, tugging on the stiff peaks, arching her back and crying out in orgasm when his clever tongue flicked her clit fast a few times. Still riding out the aftershocks, Kagome panted and allowed Inuyasha to kiss her, forcing her to taste herself.

"Inuyasha!?" A scream sounded from the entryway and the door slammed. Angry footsteps echoed in the hall. "Inuyasha, where the hell are you!?"

"Fuck," he cursed, looking around the room in a panic for a place to hide. There was none. The door was flung open and in walked a raging woman.

"Suikotsu told me everything!" she shrieked, hate in her eyes as she glared at him. Her gaze fell on Kagome and it got worse.

Frozen in fear, the girl could only watch as the woman approached her and slapped her hard across the face. She was so shocked she barely felt it, but the heat told her it would probably swell and bruise. Inuyasha shot into action and forcibly restrained Kikyo, holding her wrists as she tried to strike out at her, muttering curses about Suikotsu violating patient confidentiality laws.

Kikyo collapsed into sobs, the heartbreaking noises she made almost animalistic in their rawness. "How can this happen?" she cried, her face a mottled red. "After so long and trying so hard and all she has to do is spread her legs!"

Inuyasha hugged Kikyo, rubbing her back, not looking at Kagome. It made her angry. She was the one who had been hit! Opening the door, Inuyasha kept a strong hold on Kikyo.

"It would be good for you to get some rest now, Kagome. It's late and you've had a hell of a day. I'll take care of this."

Waiting until they were gone, she buttoned up her shirt and ran for the door, opening it slightly, grateful it didn't make any noise. From what she could hear, they were in the kitchen.

"You're terrible, Inuyasha! After everything, after all your infidelities and your addictions, I still never thought you were capable of doing something so horrible to me." Her voice was unsteady with sobs. "All these years, you lied. Even though you know I wanted a child more than anything, you didn't give me one."

"Kikyo, I'm sorry. I'm really, truly sorry." His voice rang with sincerity and made Kagome's heart hurt. "I didn't know. I honestly thought I was sterile! But I was thinking about it and maybe my human body is sterile. Or maybe we never synced up. I can't erase what I've done. Kagome and I are going to have a baby."

Kikyo sobbed louder. "You planned this! I know you did!"

"Don't you think I wish it was you who was pregnant with my child?" he hissed fiercely. Kagome went cold. "I wanted us to have that, too. I wanted you to be a mother."

"Maybe I can be." Her voice mysteriously went back to normal, like she'd never been hysterical in the first place. "I always thought I wanted a human baby. You told me what it was like for you growing up, and I thought it would be cruel to put a child through that. But things are different now and I want a child, any child. I'm willing to be with you without protection while you're fully half-demon."

Inuyasha said nothing.

"If you won't do this, then all you've done is stolen the best years of my life from me and given me nothing in return but heartbreak. At least give me a child!"

The seconds ticked by, thick with silence. "Fine."

"Good. Now get that slut out of my house."

A loud sound made her jump and she realized Inuyasha had hit something, the wall or the counter.

"Kikyo, if you want me to get you pregnant, you will let Kagome stay here. Not only that, you're not going to give her a hard time. You will welcome her, and you'll treat her like a sister. If not, you can find another sperm donor."

"I'm not like you," she said, voice shaking with rage and contempt. "And I'm not a whore like that girl in there. I've never been unfaithful to you and I never will be. I'm a good wife."

"Then obey your husband and do as I say."

A door slammed and she figured Kikyo had gone to her room. In a rush, Kagome gently shut the door and went back to the bed, trying to pretend like she hadn't been listening. Laying down, she scooted under the covers and tried not to cry. After a few minutes, Inuyasha came in.

"You were eavesdropping, huh?"

Kagome pretended to be asleep.

Inuyasha laid down beside her and took her in his arms, spooning her. "Talk to me, Kagome."

She hid her face in the pillow. "Do you really wish Kikyo was pregnant instead of me?"

He stiffened before relaxing, burrowing his face into her hair. "I wish I could have given her what she wanted a long time ago. Before things went bad."

Kagome stayed quiet for a while and almost drifted off into sleep. His bed was so comfortable. His arms were so warm.

"How long can I stay here?"

"Forever and more."

She snorted. "I don't think your wife and your legitimate child would like that much." Her voice came out more bitter than she intended.

"My mom… My mom was my dad's mistress." His admission was quiet and she wondered if he'd ever spoken about this to anyone before. "A lot of bad things happened and for years it was painful, for her and for me. But I know how to make it better for you," he insisted, holding her tighter. "Then, when I was ten, my dad's wife died and he married my mom."

"Are they happy?"

"The happiest people in the world. 'Cept for us."

Kagome laughed and squirmed against him. "Stop overdoing it!"

"I'm not! In one day you came back to me and made me a father. I wanted a family for years, and I never let myself get excited when I tried before, knowing the chances, but now it's finally happening and it's with you and you're really mine."

His arms were a cage, but they were a warm and secure one that she loved and accepted.

The next day, he left early for work, leaving an apologetic note saying he had to take care of some things at the office before he could take time off. Rolling her eyes, she decided to go back to sleep and stayed in bed until noon. When she finally got up, she dug through her bags and pulled out her laptop. Now that she knew his last name, she was going to finally google him.

Oh gods.

Well, he certainly was rich, but she didn't need Google to figure that out. There were few photos of him online, but he had his own Wikipedia article. It gave her the list of expensive, exclusive schools he'd gone to in several different countries and told her he was a billionaire, with a b. The most overwhelming thing of all was that his father was some super ancient demon king that had once ruled over a quarter of the country and had a great amount of influence in the rest. The article implied he could have ruled over all had he felt so inclined. And he was royal on his mother's side, too. She was some sort of princess from a little country she'd never heard of. Well shit. That kind of made him a prince, didn't it? He certainly wasn't anything like fairy tale prince, and that was the only thing that kept her from hyperventilating.

She was having the baby of a very exalted individual. Over the past month, she'd gone from side chick to ex-side chick to baby mama to official mistress. And now she was living with him and his soon to be pregnant wife. How in the hell did he expect that to work? Stupid man. Slamming down the laptop, she felt her stomach rumble and worked up the courage to go to the kitchen.

As she had expected from the sounds that had drifted to her (their) room, Kikyo was cooking. It was some sort of pasta with salmon and a salad and it both looked and smelled delicious. The smile the older woman wore caught her off guard and she hesitantly stopped by the kitchen island, eyeing the sharp knives.

"Would you like me to serve you a plate? There's enough for two."

She really wanted to say yes. But she found herself shaking her head, ultra paranoid that she'd try and poison her or something.

"No thanks. I just feel like having some fruit."

Her smile faltered but she pointed to a glass bowl on the counter filled with bananas, grapes, and mangoes. Kagome took some grapes and absentmindedly plopped them in her mouth, turning to leave.

"I know it's impossible, but I feel pregnant already!" Kikyo announced brightly, serving her plate.

"You kind of need to have sex for that to happen."

Kikyo's smile widened. "For the first time in a while, Inuyasha woke me up with lovemaking. We agreed to make love every morning and evening until I know for sure that I'm pregnant."

Kagome felt like vomiting, and she knew it wasn't morning sickness. "Good for you…"

"Sorry to steal your lover," her voice went sharp for a moment before mellowing back out, "but he's not going to be able to spend any intimate time with you until I'm carrying a child. All his sperm is reserved for me."

Kagome just smiled as wide as she could. "That's okay! I've had enough of his cum to conceive hundreds of times over." If this bitch wanted to be like that, then fine. Patting her stomach, she continued, "I wonder if Inuyasha will favor his oldest child? I've read that most fathers do. They can't help it. Or maybe the youngest? Though that's usually mothers. And I can always give him more children, but you… You only agreed on one, right?"

Kikyo's face turned red and she began chopping mushrooms, no doubt pretending it was one of her rival's body parts.

She spent the rest of her time locked in Inuyasha's room, scared to go out. Thankfully, the half-demon came back early. She almost ran to him when she heard his key in the lock, but Kikyo was waiting there, as evidenced when they began a muffled, angry conversation the second he stepped inside. She was curious, but not curious enough to go out there and watch, and she couldn't make out the words from inside Inuyasha's room. Hearing familiar footsteps come down the hall, she unlocked the door and threw her arms around him when he passed the doorway, shutting the door behind him.

He smiled at her, but he looked exhausted and a little exasperated. "What the hell did you say to Kikyo?"

She rolled her eyes. "She started it! She was being all bitchy and telling me we can't have sex anymore because your dick is her property."

Inuyasha's face colored. "Well, it's kind of true."

The girl laughed, trying to cover up her hurt. "Seriously?"

"It was one of her conditions."

"Screw that!" she hissed. "It's your house, isn't it? And it's your body."

With a weary sigh, he sat down on the bed. "Look, this is really hard on her. We haven't been living as husband and wife for a while, but we were friends, and we were only able to stay friends because I never got serious with any of the women I was with. They were just flings. But then you came along and now she feels like you're taking her place. And let's be honest, she's not entirely wrong."

Contrite, she sat in his lap. "I'm sorry," she murmured, kissing his cheek. Undoing his tie, her lips moved to his jaw.

"Kagome, we can't…"

"Just one last time?" she whispered against his lips. "Please. We were apart for so long and we only had one day to be together. Let's just have one last time. Who knows how long it will take her to conceive."

Inuyasha groaned and flipped her on her back. Being surrounded by his things, his scent, all day had made her ache for him and she was already wet. His fingers drove into her, massaging her walls, and she clung to his shoulders while he assaulted her with kisses. While he undid his belt, she dragged down his pants, pressing him into her and sighing at the feeling of completeness. They moved together in perfect sync, his mouth on hers more often than not. Afterward, out of breath, they cuddled and continued to kiss, enjoying one another's warmth.

The door opened. "Don't bother coming to my room tonight if you still have whore filth on your penis," Kikyo said, glaring daggers at the two of them. "I still have my pride."

They stared at her, stunned, until she walked away.

"Fuck, Kagome, why'd you make me do that? She was just in the next room!"

"You knew that, don't blame me."

Inuyasha glared at her somewhere between playful and genuinely angry. "You know exactly how to manipulate me," he said, just now coming to the realization. "I don't like that."

She shrugged and pulled the blankets higher. "You knocked me up. Just think of this as revenge."

"You're not going to make this pregnancy easy, are you?"

"Your wife is the one who's not going to make this easy."

"I know it's going to take some time, but I really think that one day we'll be one big happy family."

"That's not how it works!" she sneered. "I don't want to be a sister-wife or whatever the hell it is you're trying to bring about and I'm sure as hell Kikyo doesn't want to be one either. Mistresses don't live in the main house. They're stashed in a pretty little place somewhere nearby. You're getting polygamous."

Inuyasha scowled. "I know I can't be married to you both! If I could, I would. That is what I want. But I know I can't and I don't see another option." Cradling her face, he kissed her carefully, gently. "I don't like the idea of you living by yourself somewhere else and I can't leave Kikyo alone right now."

"Do you honestly think you can handle two children by two different women with everyone in the same house? Because it's not working now and the kids aren't even here yet!"

He smiled. "I have confidence in you and in our child. You can make anyone love you just as much as I do." Her heart skipped a beat at the word and his cheeks colored. "Fuck, I wanted to tell you when I first asked you to move in with me. I wanted to do something big and celebrate. But it just slipped out." He looked at her with expectation.

Suddenly, she didn't know what to do. Everything felt hot and she was dizzy. Turning around, she burrowed into the pillow.

"I'm going to take a nap, okay?"

Inuyasha sighed in disappointment. "I'll check on Kikyo. See what she'd making for dinner."

Despite not meaning to, Kagome actually fell asleep. When she woke up, she was ravenously hungry. That was when she remembered that she didn't have a proper meal yet that day, which definitely wasn't good for the baby. Going out of the room, she rummaged through the fridge, finding all the ingredients needed to make herself a giant sandwich. Wondering where Inuyasha was, she peeked down the hall that led to Kikyo's room. Her door was slightly open and there were faint sounds coming from inside. Since she hadn't stopped herself from being nosy so far, she decided to indulge herself yet again.

Peeking inside the room, she saw Inuyasha on top of Kikyo, thrusting quickly, looking more like he was at the gym than getting his rocks off. Of course they were doing missionary. She couldn't envision Kikyo tolerating doggy style, even though it was supposed to be the best position for conception. At this point, she was just surprised the woman wasn't wearing latex gloves. Suddenly, Kikyo pulled Inuyasha down for a kiss. With one last thrust into her, he emptied himself, letting go just like that when before he hadn't seemed near an orgasm. Kagome nearly dropped her sandwich. Inuyasha seemed angry and confused and got out of the bed, distractedly wiping his mouth.

"You don't need to be kissed to have a kid, Kikyo."

She just smiled innocently. "But it makes the experience a lot better."

Inuyasha moved to the door and Kagome panicked, backing away, but then Kikyo shot up and grabbed his wrist.

"The only reason our marriage became a friendship is because I thought you were sterile," she said softly. "Now that I know you aren't, there's no reason why we can't go back to how things were."

He yanked his arm away from her, a disgusted and hurt look on his face. "Kikyo, when you rejected me, it destroyed me. It changed me. I thought you didn't really love me. I thought I disgusted you." His voice shook with emotion. "You made me think I was some hideous monster. For years I lost myself in drugs and alcohol and random women to bury all the terrible feelings I had. They only went away when I met Kagome, who had no reason to be with me aside from just wanting to be with me. For the first time, someone else saw me as just me. And she liked me. Kagome honestly likes me."

"But I love you!" she cried out, on her knees on the bed. "I love you, Inuyasha. I always have. And love trumps like. I know you feel something for me. You must. Why else would you still be with me otherwise?"

"Your mother—"

"I released you from your promise years ago. You know that. It wasn't fair of Mother to ask that of you in the first place."

Inuyasha sat back down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, shoulders slumped.

"I loved you my whole life." His voice was hoarse and she thought she saw a glimmer of tears in his eyes. "I didn't know who I was without you. But I'm not ready to forgive you for everything."

The woman turned cold again. "You're going to have to once we have this baby."

Inuyasha stormed out, slamming the door behind him, running right into Kagome. She was too startled to move, and he jumped, surprised.

Brows coming together in anger, he whisper-screamed, "Were you eavesdropping again?"

She just nodded and offered him half her sandwich.

Inuyasha sighed. "Let's go back to our room."

A thrill ran through her at hearing him call it theirs instead of just his. Crawling back in bed, they embraced each other and she listened to his heart beat.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" she asked.

"One of each."

She frowned. "Let's just talk about our baby right now."

Inuyasha hesitated. "A boy, I guess. I don't know what I'd do with a girl."

Kagome smiled and kissed his chest. "It'd come to you."

"If we had a girl and she looked anything like you, I'd lose my mind. I'd have to lock her away in a tower once she hit puberty or else I'd be chasing boys out of my house every day."

She laughed. "Have you thought of any names?"

Shrugging, he said, "You can pick. I don't really care as long as it's not dumb."

"If it's a boy, I want to name him after you. If it's a girl, then I want to name her after me."

He chuckled and placed a kiss on her head. "That's boring. I was hoping for some imagination."

"But it's cute!" she pouted.

"You're cute."

They kissed and before it could go too far, he pulled away, arranging them in a spooning position, their hands laced together over her stomach.

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Six months went by without Kikyo being able to conceive. Every day, things got worse. She got meaner and Inuyasha and Kagome retreated from her company more and more, going out to eat most days. She even started accompanying him to his office, doing her schoolwork at a little desk next to his. Her belly was huge now and Inuyasha loved caressing her and talking to the baby, though she wished he'd stop taking so many pictures of her because she wasn't feeling at all photogenic.

At the end of an otherwise normal day, they came back to the penthouse in chaos. A kettle was whistling on the stove, there was a broken wine glass on the floor, and it seemed like every television in the house was on. Thinking there had been a home invasion, Inuyasha pulled out his phone to call the police, but then Kikyo came out, sobbing hysterically and holding a shard of glass. Cursing, Inuyasha ran to her, grabbing her wrist and forcing her to drop the glass, holding her still as she struggled and cried.

"I'd rather die than continue to be childless after all this hope!" she shrieked, elbowing him in the stomach.

Holding her hand to her mouth, Kagome's eyes filled with tears. It was true she didn't like Kikyo, but she could see she was in pain, and seeing someone suffering to that extent filled her heart with sadness.

"Kagome, get in the car. We're taking Kikyo to the hospital."

Afraid she'd try and throw herself out of the moving vehicle, Inuyasha bound her hands. Kagome had told him to call an ambulance, but he didn't want the people in the building to talk. It pissed her off a little and she glared at him in the private elevator, wanting to comfort Kikyo but knowing she would not be welcomed. He was so nonchalant about having impregnated a girl on the side, but dealing with his wife's mental health? No, that had to be kept shamefully hidden. Kikyo sobbed the entire way to the hospital and Inuyasha drove haphazardly, calling Suikotsu and telling him the details, asking him to be prepared and give them the best and most trustworthy staff for their purposes. Rushing her inside, they were met by the good doctor who had a wheelchair and gently helped Kikyo sit down. A bed was freed for her immediately and they crowded around her, wondering what was going to happen.

Suikotsu untied her wrists and rubbed them, holding her hands like she was a porcelain doll. Glaring at Inuyasha, he said, "The strain has been too much for such a delicate woman."

"Suikotsu," Kikyo started, the only intelligible words she'd spoken since they were back at home, "why can't I get pregnant?"

Patting her hand, he gave her a weak smile. "I'll run some tests and we'll figure out what's going on."

With a departing glare, he left the room. Kagome felt terrible for what was happening to Kikyo, but she couldn't stop herself from wishing she was anywhere but there. She hated hospitals. Glancing at Inuyasha, she saw his ashen face and knew he wouldn't be good company. That left her alone to feel awkward and stare at the wall.

"I hope you're happy," Kikyo hissed, tears brimming her eyes.

Here we go again, she thought. "I won't be happy until I'm out of here." The woman had treated her horribly the last few months and her sympathy was evaporating quicker than she thought it would.

Inuyasha sent her a stern look, telling her to stay in her seat and keep her mouth shut. Kagome sighed and tried not to look at anyone or anything. After a few seconds, she needed to pee. Maternity was hard. The baby twirled and kicked around in her stomach, more active than usual. The little one didn't like the hospital either. Absentmindedly, she patted her belly, telling the baby to calm down. Kikyo's eyes lingered on her, glaring at her midsection. It made a chill run through her. She wanted to take Inuyasha's hand but couldn't bring herself to do so.

In a lot of ways, they'd grown closer. They talked all the time now that they were restricted from fucking, and she was surprised to find her opinion of him changing from adorable if annoying sexy rich guy to interesting, funny, intelligent man. But the lack of real sexual intimacy had had a strange affect on her. Even though they slept next to each other every night and kissed and he went down on her every chance he got, she was nervous around him now. Inuyasha made her blush with his little compliments. He made her heart race and her brain turn to mush. Before, those feelings had easily been calmed down by a good fuck, but now that that outlet was no longer available, she was forced to think about them as a couple, and she knew now for certain that she was ridiculously, head over heels in love with him. It wasn't just sex, it wasn't some dumb crush. She loved him. Really and truly. But she couldn't bring herself to tell him when their situation was so strange. Maybe she was more old-fashioned than she'd thought. Kagome couldn't fully give her heart to a married, committed man. Not unless he was married and committed to her.

Oblivious to the inner workings of her mind, Inuyasha patted Kikyo's hand and held it tight the way Kagome wanted to hold his. His wife just sat there ignoring him, eyes dull and puffy. They continued to sit in silence for two hours (though it seemed more like five) until Suikotsu came back.

Sitting down on the hospital bed beside her, he took Kikyo's other hand, the one without the ring, and stared at it, reluctant to meet her eyes.

"It's killing me to say this to a woman who deserves the whole world," he began in a low voice, "but you are not able to have children, Kikyo. Your womb is irregularly shaped and your hormones are off. With treatment, you'd eventually be able to get a surrogate—"

"That is unnatural. I will only have what is natural." Her voice was dead. "I knew it was a curse from the gods, but I did not think they would curse an otherwise faithful servant." She didn't cry, didn't even blink, just yanked her hands from both men and folded them primly in her lap. Leaning back on her pillows, she stared at the wall like no one was there.

Inuyasha opened his mouth to speak, obviously distraught.

"If you say a single word, Inuyasha, I will scream and scream and scream and I swear I won't stop."

Kagome got up, murmuring that she was going to get Kikyo some water. Her voice had been exceedingly hoarse.

"Be smart and stay gone," Kikyo called after her.

Going to the vending machine, she pushed in quarters and got Kikyo the most expensive water. When she came back, Inuyasha and the doctor were standing outside the room. The half-demon was asking about their options, worried Kikyo was going to hurt herself. Suikotsu reluctantly suggested she stay committed at the hospital in the mental wing until she was deemed better. Slipping past them, Kagome entered the room, closing the door softly behind her. To her surprise, the bed was empty. She turned to go back out the door and ask where Kikyo had gone, but the woman came out from the bathroom.

Kagome sighed, angry and relieved. "I thought you were gone! Here's your water. I was freaking out and about to tell—"

Light reflected off another, bigger shard of glass than the one Kikyo had been about to harm herself with back in the penthouse. The woman brought it down right into Kagome's stomach and she wanted to scream but she couldn't scream, she couldn't even breathe.

"If I can't have a child," she whispered, mostly to herself, "then I'll have someone else's. And why not yours?"

Mouth open in a silent cry, Kagome sank to the ground, watching Kikyo carve her stomach like a pumpkin being made into a jack-o-lantern, her flesh torn and ragged, blood seeping out of the lacerations at an alarming rate.

Kikyo smiled. "I've been practicing on chickens. That's why we've been having so much of it lately. I'm going to be very, very careful. Can't hurt the baby. I wonder if it's a boy or a girl?" She continued to cut as she spoke.

Kagome felt oddly detached from the situation, like her true self was somewhere else. She was surprised she was still conscious. But was she? She was cold and couldn't feel anything other than the cold.

"It's a boy!"

O\o/O

When she woke up, she was thirsty, her lips cracked and her tongue dry. Blinking, she looked around the room in confusion. Inuyasha was suddenly in her vision and he stood over her, tears in his eyes, letting out one big sob and kissing her forehead, squeezing her hands. He said her name over and over. Remembering they had gone to the hospital because of Kikyo, she wondered how it was that she had ended up in a bed. Had she gone into labor? Looking down, she realized she was not as big as she had been earlier.

"The baby," she whispered, tugging on a length of his hair to get his attention on her words. "Where's the baby?"

"Kagome," he gasped, tears running down his cheeks. "He… Oh, gods."

The rest of what had happened with Kikyo shot through her mind and her abdomen pulsed with pain.

"Is he dead?" she whispered, voice high and quavering like a little girl's. "He's dead, isn't he? Kikyo killed him. And he was a boy, just like you wanted." Her breath began to come in gasps and tears burned her eyes.

With a firm grip, he grabbed her chin and made her look at him. "Kagome, listen. Stay calm. He's not dead." His face darkened. "But he's barely hanging on. The doctors don't know if he'll make it or not. It's been four days and he hasn't improved—"

"Four days!?"

Inuyasha took her hand and held it, squeezing it. "I need you with me. I need you to listen." His voice begged her to keep her wits about her, to not devolve into hysterics and panic.

Kagome nodded and took a big breath. "Can I see him?"

"Yeah. Of course." His eyes softened. "He's in an incubator. He's so little he could fit in the palm of your hand." He pressed his lips to her palm and held them there.

Wiping a new rush of tears away, she asked, "What happened to Kikyo?" She wanted to be angry but all she could feel was a despairing sadness.

Inuyasha clenched his jaw. "I sent her away."

"A jail or an asylum?"

"Neither."

"What do you mean?"

He sighed. "She's legally dead now, Kagome. Suikotsu agreed to keep her far away from us. They're in Iceland. Kikyo always wanted to go there."

Ripping her hand away from him, she could barely restrain herself from slapping his face. "You just let her go!?"

"Yes!" he hissed at her, eyes tormented, but she felt no pity. "Can you imagine the media's reaction to this shit!? Even if I wasn't who I am, they'd be all over it. So I had to make her disappear."

Kagome stopped restraining herself and slapped him. "You are so fucking selfish." Her entire body shook with rage. "Did you even think about how I'd feel, knowing the woman who literally carved my son from my womb was out there and could be anywhere!?" Her voice raised and then she was screaming. "Why do you trust her to stay away even after she's shown she cannot be trusted?! She's fucking crazy!"

Inuyasha pushed her down gently but firmly until she was lying down again. "Stop stressing yourself. You need to rest. And I don't want the nurses in here now."

"No!" she screamed, struggling against his hold. She wanted to say all the terrible things she'd ever thought about him.

His face came close to hers and he kissed her. "That's not the end of the story," he stressed. "Kikyo is legally dead. Soon, she'll be really dead." At Kagome's wide-eyed questioning look, he continued, "I'm giving her a few days with Suikotsu. She gets a few days to be happy before I have her killed. She won't know how it will happen or where or when. Suikotsu doesn't know a thing, and if she tells him, I'll have him done in, too." He went on, oblivious to the stunned look on her face. "I've got guys watching them around the clock. I've got their fucking hotel room bugged, and I did it all for you. For you and our son."

"Inuyasha," she whispered.

"What?"

"Your son's name is Inuyasha."

Giving her a little smile, he tucked her in and kissed her forehead. "Sleep for now. We'll see Inuyasha in the morning."

As though he held that much power over her, she immediately drifted into unconsciousness, but not before murmuring that she loved him.

O\o/O

One year later saw her completely recovered. Little Inuyasha was completely fine, too. There was still the matter of her nightmares and occasional anxiety attacks, but they were fewer and fewer as time went on. Their son had the appearance and development of a nine-month-old, but that was to be expected. He was perfect in every way. To her great delight, he looked just like her, but already he was copying Inuyasha's expressions and she could tell he was going to be a miniature him, just like his name suggested.

They were celebrating his first birthday. Inuyasha had fixed it so that it was officially recorded as the day she woke up and not the day he was taken from her womb, not wanting them to relive things. They'd moved to a lovely three-story house with a massive backyard ringed by trees. Balloons decorated the area and a giant cake was centered on a white metal table, far too big for a baby to appreciate, but then again they had a lot of guests.

Inuyasha's family had a surprisingly easy time mingling with her own. The two grandmothers hated letting go of the baby and had friendly, playful fights over who got to hold him. Kagome was so happy she felt like she was glowing. Everything was beautiful.

For a while, she'd experienced phantom stabbing pains and had cried every time she saw the scars that had not been completely lasered away. But then a few months ago, Inuyasha, desperate to console her, had showed her a secret video he'd not thought she'd want anything to do with. She'd known that Kikyo was dead, had trusted him when he told her, but seeing her get shot in the back of the head and then thrown off the cliff had done something for her. At first she had cried, horrified. Watching the woman she had lived with for half a year dashed to bits on the rocks while her companion was only a few yards away, buying them a picnic lunch at a little store, was… There was no word for it. But she surprised herself by asking Inuyasha to play it again. This time, satisfaction curled inside her stomach. To the sounds of the surf swallowing Kikyo's cries, she'd had Inuyasha pound into her from behind, and she reached orgasm three times before the end of the replay.

The official story, one that was told to friends, family, and the press, was that Inuyasha had discovered Kikyo's infidelity a year ago. A divorce was in the works, and he had met Kagome while the paperwork was being drawn up and the lawyers bargained. Kikyo had run off with Suikotsu before everything had been finalized and killed herself sometime during her elopement. That had freed him up to place the giant engagement ring on her finger that was currently covered in baby drool.

Inuyasha kissed her, rubbing his son's head with a smile on his face. "Can we have this exact cake at our wedding?"

She rolled her eyes. "With the frosted ducklings and everything?"

Inuyasha took another bite of cake and groaned, sounding just as he had when she'd taken him in her mouth right before the party. It was unsettling.

"Let's just get married right here, right now," he said, words barely distinguishable through the mouth full of cake. "We already have the perfect cake. I doubt we can beat this."

Kagome smirked. "Not until my baby can say, 'Mommy and Daddy, I love you'."

Inuyasha pouted and took the baby from her. "He's almost got it! He just can't say 'love'. It's a hard word. Guess that runs in the family." He glanced at her in a way he thought was sly and she shoved his shoulder.

Kissing little Inuyasha's cheek, she cooed, "I love yooou!"

He gave her a little glare and tugged on her hair. "No bye-bye."

Kagome frowned. "That's not right."

Inuyasha laughed and bounced him up and down a little. "I love you! Who do you love? Mommy and Daddy?"

The baby looked at him coldly. "I you." The rest of what he said was just unintelligible babbling.

The proud father grinned at her. "See? He's almost got it!"

His excitement was contagious, and together they laughingly chanted, "I love you, Mommy and Daddy!" over and over. The guests looked at them like they were crazy, but they were smiling, so it must have been a cute kind of crazy. Little Inuyasha almost seemed to roll his eyes.

"I wuhh you Mama, Da."

Kagome screamed in happy surprise and Inuyasha kissed her.

Turning to his parents, he shouted, "I'M GETTING MARRIED!"

"We know, dear," his mother said, smiling at his father.

Kagome collapsed in laughter. "You can pick the date, Inuyasha. You've earned it."

"Tomorrow! We can go down to your shrine and best of all we'll still have some cake left over."

Kissing him on the lips, she whispered, "Meet me on the train there."

THAT WAS SIXTY-FIVE FREAKING PAGES. HOW DID THAT EVEN HAPPEN.