Title: Consumed With Weakness
Prompt Name/Prompt List/Ficlet #: Lethal Weapon – June - #3
Author: kagome313
Rating: PG-13
Genre: (Admin's Genre) Comedy
Universe: Non-Cannon
Word Count: 633
Summary: It was only a matter of time before she caved.
Warning: Language
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Rushing towards my bedroom, I was quick to close it before going towards my drawer in desperation. I don't know why the hell that dude decided to pay a visit… Okay maybe I knew, but… I don't want to say!
I was completely content with the one night stand… one day stand – which ever, as it has been a week now. A week of yearning for something I worked so hard for! I promised myself I would prove my friends wrong, show them that I can endure without sex for an unspoken amount of time. And it was going good – especially with my Matrix to accompany at times.
Speaking of which...
"Aha!" I screamed in triumphant, gripping the purple object with victory.
"I'm hurt."
I damn near jumped off of my bed, looking up at the sex leaning against my door, which I'm pretty sure I closed. My hands flew behind me instantly, a blush gracing my features.
"I told you to leave."
He simply shrugged, pushing himself off of the door and marching towards me. "It's still raining pretty heavy out there."
I eased back, clearing my throat with my spheres averted off of him, not blind to the black vest he wore now that he miraculously removed his top shirt.
That asshole knew what turned me on, and he freakin' enjoy doing it!
"You have a car." I noted.
"I have a car." He states airily, coming to sit right next to me.
"So run to it, roll, hell fly for all I care," I screeched. "Just go."
"Do I make you uncomfortable?" He chuckled with a mock look of wonder.
"You wish." I spat, inching away from him.
"It came true." He grinned, leaning over to me and snatching my hidden hand closer to him.
I paled as he pried the object from my hand, even though I damn well put up a good fight! But his presence… His scent… fuck – his everything made me weak!
Stupid Kagome!
"This is interesting."
I watched as he pressed the button, bringing it to life with a light buzz. His eyes twinkled with mischief and I rolled my eyes at his immaturity.
"Give it back."
He ignored me, but I shuddered as I felt the buzz against my arm. He chuckled lightly when he saw me sagged more, before continuing his poking. He poked me again against my boobs, then my tummy… and yeah… down there.
I was so caught up in the feel, unsure if I even wanted him to stop but didn't want to look that easy. I snorted. Asshole was just too fucking good.
I moaned loudly when he pressed it firmly at the juncture between my closed legs, pressing the button again to intensify it.
"I don't think this has enough power to ride you home."
"What would you know?" I got up with indignation, but felt my legs gave way as I crumbled to the floor with sheer pleasure.
"If you forgot – which I doubt – I have no problem refreshing your memory." He chuckled danced around me from where he sat above me. Turning off my Matrix, he threw it on the bed carelessly before easing down beside me. "…over and over… and over again." His whisper filled my core, sending and electrical need through me.
"Oh god…"
"I prefer Inuyasha," He smirked, bucking against me.
Pressing myself more into the carpet, I tried to calm myself and ignore his hand roaming my heated body. "Asshole." I mumbled, by now my eyes glazing over with unhidden lust while I nibbled on my lips as he continued teasing me with light touches and nips.
"I'll take whatever I can get." He teased.
When I felt the hook of his thump in my shorts I knew I was fucked.
Literally.
