Kagome rubs her eyes, staring at yet another movie starring Jennifer Lawrence. When Yuji-kun suggested it, she figured it would only be a movie or two. Satoru's fingers trace invisible patterns into her legs. He looks more relaxed, she thinks, and she's happy that he actually took the rest of the day off to relax. With a sigh, she untangles herself from the blanket and from Satoru's hold. "I'm going to get some more snacks," she announces. Kagome stretches her arms over her head as she walks to the kitchen. Her brows scrunch together as the sound of the movie playing increases in volume. It really doesn't need to be that loud, she thinks, but Yuji-kun is obsessed with that actress. She shrugs. She'll tell him to turn the volume down after she grabs some more snacks for them to munch on.
She leans forward to reach the cabinet. Kagome is just about to open the cabinet when the hard planes of Satoru press against her back. She doesn't need to look behind her to know that it's him. It startles her more that she didn't hear him coming up behind her. She lowers her arms as he places one hand on the counter, while the other snakes around her front and pulls her flush against him. He sighs, the warmth of his breath on the slope of her ear causes the hairs on her neck to stand. "Satoru?" He's ignoring her, she thinks as his hand moves down. Her stomach clenches. Her body flushes red from the compromising position.
Surely, he isn't going to try something with Yuji just in the other room.
"I've been good all night," he says. She can feel the smirk curling around each word. Her hands grip the counter for purchase, her skin is hot against the coolness of the counter. "And I think this counts as later." His fingers dip into her shorts, brushing against the soft material of her underwear.
Kagome bites down her bottom lip, her body shakes from the effort to not cry out. "This isn't," she says shakily. He moves her underwear to the side, her body jerks back, pressing against him further. "The place," she breathes out.
"We'll make it quick," he responds, leaning back. A whimper of protest starts to erupt from her throat when he removes his hands. He drops down to his knees, taking her shorts and underwear down with him before she has time to process the sudden coolness on her bare lips. "Just one taste."
Her knuckles turn white from the grip she has on the counter. A strangled cry manages to snake its way out of her mouth as she feels the pad of his tongue lick taut lines. Her mind is dizzy. She knows that no amount of lip biting will stop the moans he's so determined to coax out of her. Her hand covers her mouth, as her other arm gives out and she's forced to lean the rest of her body against the counter.
"Fuck," Satoru groans out, the vibrations send jolts straight through her core. His fingers dig into the front of her thighs, so harshly that she's sure that there will be indents burned into her skin from the contact. Arousal heats her veins, leaving her skin peppered with a light sheen of sweat. Tears gather in her eyes from the onslaught. "You taste so fucking good." His tongue is so hot against her that she feels that she may combust.
"Satoru," She cries out, muffled from her palm. Her eyes flutter shut; the tears flow freely down her cheeks. Her insides twist as her climax builds steadily. When his hand snakes around and his fingers piston themselves inside of her, she loses it. Her hand stings from the force of her bite as her climax erupts, coating Satoru's face. Her vision goes from black to white as the tidal wave of her orgasm washes over her.
He laughs, the sound sears itself into her memory. She's too far gone to be embarrassed just how quickly he took her over the edge. He kisses the inside of her thighs as he moves to pull her shorts and underwear back up her legs. Her breath comes out ragged as her heart pounds. Satoru finally stands, his bulge nestles against her. Her body throbs. Her mind is playing catch up.
That really just happened, and she let him.
"Thanks for the snack, Gome-chan," He whispers near her ear. Satoru lightly slaps her ass; her body involuntarily jerks from the force. His large hands soothe the sting before backing away. Her legs wobble as she sinks down onto the cool tile floor. She looks up at him, pink dusts her cheeks. Satoru lowers his glasses and stuffs his fingers into his mouth as he walks out of the kitchen. He's a monster, she thinks, he's going to ruin her.
She avoids looking at Yuji as she hands him the bag of chips.
The next morning finds them at the quaint occult shop. Satoru didn't want to waste any time in getting answers. Something along the lines of how in demand he is and his schedule being packed.
"Kagome-sama, you've returned!" Yakeru exclaims, opening the door to the shop before they have a chance. The red-haired fox is wearing a simple blue yukata, his hair is pulled back. Yakeru grips her hands, dragging her into the shop. "I had thought that you had forgotten about me."
"I don't think anyone could forget you," she replies, pulling her hand back. "And I told you, just Kagome." Satoru wraps his arms around her, his chin resting on her head. Possessive much, she thinks at his reaction.
"You must be her mate," Yakeru remarks so casually. He pauses, tilts his head to the side, and hums to himself. The sudden gasp startles Kagome. Yakeru points at them. "You're Gojo Satoru!"
"I didn't know I was famous in the demon circles."
"Yakeru, are you okay?" Kagome asks. She can't tell if he's ecstatic that Satoru is in his shop or terrified. It's either or, when Satoru is around.
"N-no, I'm afraid I am not." Yakeru looks up at the ceiling, a hand placed over his heart. "What fortune this year has sought fit to bestow upon me."
"Is this guy really a demon?" Yuji whispers, his expression doubtful. "He doesn't even look scary."
With the exception of Sesshomaru, Kagome knows that it's always the carefree ones that prove to be the most dangerous.
"It brings me so much joy, my lady, to know that you've found such a strong mate."
Kagome realizes that they are getting off track, fast, and she needs to reel in all parties. "Do you by chance, know anything about demons and curses working together?" Her body sways along with Satoru's. She breathes in his scent, basking in the rich cologne.
The change is instant. "Demons and curses have been working along side one another for centuries." He lifts a hand to the ceiling. "Curses are so simple minded, so they're the perfect thing to control." Yakeru frowns. "Personally, I've always found the things so revolting. Little parasites."
Yuji sticks his hand in the air, waves it. "I don't get it. How can you control a curse? And you don't look demonic."
"Get them addicted to demonic energy. The stronger the demon, the stronger the power boost will be for the curse. And if they want to keep getting that high, they'll do whatever that demon asks. It's really a basic concept. Though, cursing a human leads to better results. At least then, there's some level of intelligence." Yakeru breaks out in a wide cheshire grin. "A simple glamour hides my less than human features."
"Know anything about a talking curse? Looks like a volcano?" Satoru's voice drips with contempt.
"There's talking curses now?" Yakeru barks out a laugh. Wipes the corner of his eye, like the whole situation is nothing but a joke to him. "I'm not surprised that curses are getting stronger. After all, you did upset the power balance." His green eyes widen.
Kagome frowns. She knows that Satoru is strong – the man only proclaims he's the strongest at least three times a day, but to have changed the power balance gives her pause. Now that she thinks about it, that void demon mentioned wanting another human to use.
"Ah, sorry about that," Satoru says cheerily. "I suppose the question is, why are you guys coming out now?"
"I don't know if 'coming out' is the phrase I would use. We never left. But as to why others are starting to be bolder…" He stares at Kagome and smiles. "Ah, I can't answer that. Only those individuals know why. I'm perfectly content selling all this wonderful merchandise to my customers."
Satoru hums. "A spar later?"
The tension in the room fills Kagome's lungs. She sighs, easing some of the stress outward. It could be worse.
"You honor me," Yakeru praises. "While you are here, is there anything else that I could offer you?" He picks up a fox statue from the shelf. "Another fox statue? You can never go wrong with these."
"We'll be on our way now. I'll find you later for that spar." Satoru turns them around. "Come on Yuji-kun."
"No need to come all the way back here. I've got your scent."
"What does that even mean?" Yuji scratches his head as they walk out of the shop. "I'm even more confused." Yuji waves to Ijichi and walks around the car to get into the passenger seat.
"Satoru," Kagome says, moving her head to peer up at him. She wishes she could see his expression fully, but the blindfold hides his eyes from her.
"Don't stress over it." He opens the car door, unwrapping his arms from around her waist.
"Are you not coming with us?"
"I'll be home for dinner," Satoru says. "I need to speak with Yaga. And yes, Ijichi, I know what time the meeting is." He closes the door. Kagome rolls the window down.
"Come back safely." She nibbles on her bottom lip.
He blows her a kiss. "Don't worry, I'm the strongest."
Kagome rolls the window back up, pressing her face against it. Perhaps talking to Yakeru alone will yield better results.
A/N: Happy Saturday! I hope everyone is doing well :) Thank you guys for the reviews/questions. I will be uploading new chapters on Saturdays. Storyline wise, we will be seeing the other curses soon. We're gearing up for Mahito entrance. I'll probably have a chapter from one of the bad guy's pov.