Chapter 2.
Gym class tomfoolery

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It's funny how you cross paths with someone more the less you wish it so. Kagome had been sure they shared very little in common, thinking lunch would be the only time they may run into one another.

Was fate so cruel to put him in every hall she passed, every corner she seemed to catch that angry glare of his, never mind the bathroom incident that had been days ago. The rage behind those eyes was still fresh, so was her mortification, leaving her no choice but to avoid the boy as if he were the plague.

It had taken one dark web search later to understand what had happened, she had unintentionally gotten him off, her panicked state had made her do such a lewd thing.

Kagome Higurashi, had jerked off the school's notorious bully.

And now he hated her.

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She could see it every time she stumbled onto his path; it was short of a miracle he hadn't said anything to the masses about their- impromptu run-in.

Kagome may have returned the feelings for his rough handling of her, but the awkwardness was eating her alive, embarrassment for sexually harassing him is what kept her nice and quiet.

The gym clothes she had on now another cruel reminder, bringing up the memory of his hot liquid spilling all over her school uniform, forcing her to spend the rest of the day in her gym clothes.

It hardly seemed like something worth being mad about, it wasn't as if she had set out to do lewd things with him, everything had just gotten so far out of hand.

Speaking of hands, she stared at the hand that had caused all this trouble for her, Kagome had been distracted enough to miss her teacher's call for help, lost relieving the moment in her mind she failed to escape her teacher just as the other students had done.

"Good to see you step up to help Higurashi!"

"Wait, what?"

Blinking her way back to reality, Kagome found the sack of deflated soft balls being dumped next to her still form, the rest of her school mates having made themselves scarce.

"Just pull them to the field's track storage room, we can get someone else to pump them up later, thanks again Higurashi."

Her gym teacher jogged off, no more to be said about the matter.

Another cosmic punishment.

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It took the first half of the period just to drag the sack towards the track field, the shack resting on the far edge of the yard, away from any other administrative building.

She knew missing this much wouldn't get her in trouble, hauling this sack was enough of a workout to where her teachers wouldn't look twice on her absence.

The door had no lock, there was nothing in there but old yoga mats and broken-down equipment, and now a sack filled with unplayable balls, no point in locking up a bunch of junk.

The task alone should have been easy enough, and as Kagome counted herself lucky for not having to refill each ball with air, she was once more reminded of her rough hand with luck.

Her ears hadn't registered the thumping within the shack, in turn, he hadn't heard her dragging the heavy sack until it was too late.

Kagome had just pulled herself and her package inside the small room, the door catching on the end of the sack to where it provided just enough light to see him- Inuyasha.

"Fucking shit!"

Heat covered her face as her eyes zeroed in on him, or more precisely, what he had in his hand.

Inuyasha was dressed in his gym clothes just like she was, except his shorts were somewhere near his ankles, giving her enough of a view to where she could see the muscles over his toned thighs before his shorts were pulled back up.

"What the hell is your problem!"

"M-me?!"

He stalked towards her, those eyes of his glared at her for all she was worth, making her think that he aimed to go after her.

Instead, he pulled her further inside, shutting the door with a slam.

"What are you even doing here!?"

"Excuse me?! Why are you here? Better question, why are you doing THAT here?!"

"What's it to you!?"

"What's it to me? Maybe I just don't want to end up with your cum on my hands again!"

"Hey! I wasn't the one that grabbed hold and just went off all on her own!"

"I did Not-!"

His sudden hand over her mouth was not what she was expecting, and while she wanted nothing more but to sink her teeth into the flat of his palm, the loud stream of voices just beyond them had her mouth shutting behind his hand.

It was another class coming to do their sprints, at least, that's what she could make out from the teacher's half coherent instructions. He must have been at the bottom of the hill, the noise she was hearing was from the others half jogging to join him, the odds of them coming in here were next to nothing.

Still, she held her breath as they passed on the off chance someone would peek inside, the tension radiating from him enough of a clue for her to know she wasn't alone in her fears.

"Be very quiet" he hissed down at her before removing his hand, the sharp look he gave her when she opened her mouth had Kagome shrinking under him "not One word."

He stepped on her fallen sack, the balls didn't spill out, most had just deflated further as he stomped his way to the door. Kagome watched him crack the door enough for him to gauge what was out there, his face stoney as he cursed under his breath.

"They just started their lap, fuck, we're stuck here until they leave."

Curious, Kagome crept her way up to him, trying to catch whatever glimpse had set him off.

"Why are we stuck here?" Kagome whispered back, flinching when he shot her with another glare.

"You want people talking about you? If they see us coming out of here, they'll be questions, no one is supposed to be here."

"Maybe you're not supposed to be here, but I was sent here by my Sensei, I can just leave."

"Oh yeah? And if someone sees me leaving after you?"

"Then what of it?"

"What of it!?"

"Shhh!" Kagome reprimanded, straining her hearing to see if anyone had caught his outburst, when she felt it safe enough to turn back into the room, she made sure to shut the door behind her.

"If you're so worried about getting caught, why not leave your extracurricular actives for after school, nei?"

"Keh, easy for you to say."

"I don't-" stopping mid-sentence, Kagome became acutely aware of his pained expression, confused by it until she glanced down.

Her heart stammered at the obvious bulge barely held back by his hand, he wasn't trying to rub himself, more like he was holding himself back and failing at it.

"How on earth are you still hard!"

"I can't help it, I've uh, I've got a strong drive."

"Yeah, I get the whole flying hormones, growing bodies thing."

"No, it's... a little more- persistent than that."

"Doesn't every teenage boy feel the same way?"

"Fuck are you an idiot or something? Do I have to spell it out for you!"

"I wish you would!"

"SHH!"

They glared at one another in the tense silence following his shushing, until finally, with a reluctant sigh Inuyasha half whispered to her.

"I have a strong sex drive, bordering on compulsive sexual behavior... that's what the doc says anyway."

"Oh. So... why not just-" She signaled with her hand, pumping the air in front of her, before using her fingers to signal a hasty retreat by making her fingers run like they were a set of legs.

"I don't get off easily, that's the other problem, this shit takes forever. I need to, desperately, but I can't get there."

"Okay, don't you have a girlfriend or something?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but no, I don't."

"Why not?"

"Why not? I have yet to meet the girl that's willing to put up with my drive, not that it would matter, I could go for hours and still not get anywhere. The whole thing is a huge pain."

She could tell it had been a difficult thing to admit from the scowl over his face, and the way he had faced away, as if expecting some form of negative reaction from her.

Considering his stance and hardships, a picture began to form in her mind. Maybe he wasn't moody, or bad tempered, maybe he was just in physical pain.

Kagome had only one question for him.

"Is that why you're such a colossal dick?"

Inuyasha snapped back to her, offensive name on the tip of his tongue, when he caught her kneeling form. "What the hell are you doing?!"

"Oh, do you not need my help? I'm sorry, I just thought-"

"I just told you I can't cum!"

"But you did... you came in my hands, remember?"

Inuyasha gulped, the sound loud in her ears as she shifted from knee to knee, "I did..."

"So don't I just-" Reaching forward, she peeked up at him to see if he would stop her, when he didn't, she steeled herself.

This shouldn't be too difficult, seeing how the first time around she had succeeded without even knowing what she was doing, this time had to be a little easier. Right?

Pulling him out was oddly reminiscent of a jack in the box, in the way he sprung up and out. Kagome swallowed past the lump in her throat, thinking back on her dark web search, she grasped his dick at the base.

"Ah." Inuyasha tilted his head back, hitting the metal shack with a loud thud.

Last time Kagome had just squeezed, testing this out again, she furrowed her brow when that wasn't enough as it had been the first time.

The videos she had dared herself open had the women doing unthinkable acts, she couldn't see herself doing but a handful of them, one of the things she could do for him was this. Pulling her hand up, Kagome let her hand slide over his hot member, dicks were firmer than she had ever expected.

Hard and firm, but also soft.

That wasn't something she had noticed when she had manhandled him, that had been her brain malfunctioning, an accident on her part.

This was no accident, what had made her decide to do this for him? She may have to backtrack on this later.

Right now, it was the warm flesh in her hands that had her attention, so warm, and heating as she tugged on. Kagome couldn't see how something so simple, the gliding of her hand up and down over his shaft, would be pleasant let alone pleasurable.

But when Inuyasha slammed his palms against the wall he leaned against, Kagome had taken her first peek up at his person, the red from her blush traveling to cover her neck and chest.

He had his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open on a grimace, all signs that this could not possibly feel good. It was the shaking of his knees, the bucking of his hips, and the unmistakable moans that convinced her to keep going.

"Is it good?" Kagome startled herself upon asking, not sure if the question was out of hand, especially while being this intimate with him.

"Fuck...don't ask me that, just—Ah, shit. Don't stop."

Encouraged by his struggles, Kagome picked up the tempo, completely entranced by what she was doing and the reactions emitting from him.

A droplet of milky white built over the tip of his cock, licking her lips, Kagome wondered what the taste may be. All the videos she had seen had girls falling backwards for this stuff, it must have a unique taste.

Her heart pounded within her chest the longer they went at it, she had the urge to stick her tongue out, not quite the blowjob she had seen on those videos, but an action that would feed her curiosity.

Peeking back up through her bangs, Kagome considered asking, but figured given the moment it was alright. She had just barely touched the flat of her tongue to the tip of his member, a singular moment that hadn't answered any of her questions, before he had screamed his release.

"AHH!"

Kagome managed a startled squeak, closing her eyes just in time to avoid an unpleasant moment, as his semen sprung out to coat her face.

"Shhhit. Hang on."

Kneeling there, with her eyes closed, his cum sliding down her face, Kagome came to a life altering realization.

It wasn't her luck that was rotten, but rather, her brain was broken.