Madame Masseuse
"The Business of Pleasure: Part 2"
He lingered in the doorway, his eyes feasting on the sight of Kagome crawling onto all fours across his bed to gather up the roses, moving them to the bedside tables. It had been a few minutes since he said he was going to get them something to drink, but there he still was, blocking the door, his eyes on her ass. He seemed reluctant to leave, his fingers turning white from where he held the doorframe. Kagome sat up on her knees, turning to look at him over her shoulder. She offered him a small, playful smile when he finally turned into the hallway. Their eyes barely grazed before he ripped away from the door like Velcro.
Kagome smirked to herself, feeling a blunt ache between her legs whenever her thighs brushed or clenched together. Her smile grew as she chewed the inside of her lip, realizing the sensation was from the intensity of Inuyasha's driving fingers inside her. She still couldn't believe she squirted—it seemed too pornographic a thing to happen in real life. Thinking of the orgasm Inuyasha gave her with his fingers, heat swiveled and flipped low in her belly, and the return of her arousal reignited the warmth between her legs. Her eyes lingered on the door, eager for Inuyasha to come back. Not that she wanted to get his orgasm over with, but she was eager to bring him pleasure. So he could bring her pleasure. So they could bring each other more pleasure.
A hunger to be filled and overfull with him became a beggarly companion to the fullness and satiety she felt from having climaxed so recently. Her insides were warm and plump, like she'd just gorged on a good meal. Although, if she was honest, she was still hungry, and definitely not for food.
The sound of ice clinking against glass signaled Inuyasha's return to the room. She could feel his presence, large and looming behind her. Her back to the door, she gathered up more roses. Not that she'd been keeping track, but there had to be at least six dozen red and white roses covering his bed. There were respectable piles on each of the bedside tables—piles she couldn't start until she had moved a couple of potted arrangements onto the floor to clear the bedside tables. She saw him staring at her from the corner of her eye, drinking in the sight of her ass bent over on his California king. Kagome smirked a coy little grin. Feigning ignorance, like she didn't know he was back yet, she arched her back a little, pushed her hips out a little, and made the work of clearing the bed more of a show for Inuyasha than the task required. She may have even allowed her legs to open more than decency required. A vindicated little chuckle hummed in her throat when she heard him clear his throat, like the barely-there-but-just-enough glimpse up her dress was enough to block his windpipe with lust.
Maybe seducing Inuyasha wasn't going to be as difficult as she thought.
She turned to meet his eye over her shoulder. "Oh, you're back!"
"I know what you're doin'," he accused, his voice thick with arousal, his fingers tightening around the glasses in his hands.
Kagome smiled at him coyly as she turned around on her hands and knees and sat back on her calves, facing him. His eyes loitered on her breasts. "Obviously," she scoffed with a flourishing eyeroll, "I'm clearing the bed so we can use it."
Inuyasha snorted, approaching the bed and placing the glasses on the table next to it, careful not to knock over her meticulous pile of roses. "You know that's not what I mean, Kagome."
"Isn't it?" She pushed up so she was standing on her knees, matching his height where he stood next to the bed.
A bemused, deep hum vibrated in his chest and the sound had Kagome moistening her tongue. "I tried my hand at makin' some vodka sodas," he said, drawing her attention to the glass tumblers. "Since she had us leavin' the bar early. I wanted to make sure you got your fill."
Kagome giggled, walking towards him on her knees to wrap her arms around his neck. "What a thoughtful boyfriend, I have."
His hands groped the backs of her thighs, running his palms up her hamstrings until his hands disappeared beneath her dress. His grip settled on her ass, cupping her cheeks until his palms were full. Kagome's heart turned into a double kickdrum in response. Her blood felt hot with the intimacy of him squeezing her bare ass. He gave her a knowing little smirk, declining his head to kiss the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Kagome allowed her eyes to close, focusing on her breathing, willing her body to be less of a wild, horny, insatiable monster. She literally just came, and it had been no small orgasm either. It was a little ridiculous that she could feel herself heating up again, the imminent threat of moisture leaking between her legs. He could clearly smell it because Inuyasha groaned a low sound, his teeth dragging across her shoulder. Kagome hummed a pleased, contented sigh in response, losing herself in that moment of Inuyasha massaging her ass and sucking her neck.
There was something unfairly sensual about the way Inuyasha handled her ass cheeks. An intentional authority in his grip, an undeniable mine insinuated in the pressure of his fingers. The way he cradled her buttocks was hard without being harsh, powerful without being painful. It was commanding, claiming, like hers was his ass. A blush rose to her cheeks at noticing the way his grip lifted and separated her cheeks, creating a noticeable cleft between them like he wanted to keep her backdoor open and accessible. It made Kagome flush a heated red, wondering if Inuyasha was into...butt stuff.
"What're you thinkin' about?" He asked, meeting her gaze as that handsomely smug eyebrow of his caressed the fringe of his bangs.
She grinned at him, trying to ignore the flush that had her body temperature rising, or maybe that was just her proximity to the heat of Inuyasha's body that was getting her hot. "Is my ass homebase for you now?"
It took him a second to process her comment. A smirk slowly overcame his whole face, and Inuyasha clenched his fingers around her buttocks, digging in. The pressure made her yelp. "I kinda have a thing for your ass, Kagome. So, yeah," he said into her neck, continuing to roughly massage her rear.
"You have a thing for my ass?"
Inuyasha nodded into her neck. "It's a pretty great ass." He massaged her cheeks together, drew them apart. The pressure of his indenting fingertips shot licks of pleasure up her spine.
She giggled, leaning forward to kiss him, allowing herself to fall into his chest. "And here I was, the whole time, thinking you were more of a boob guy."
He cupped her breast over her dress, his boyish half-smirk inching higher up his cheek when Kagome leaned into his touch. "Maybe I need to take off your dress, Kagome, so I can compare properly."
She rolled her eyes. She didn't want him to know how much she liked how eager he was to get her naked. "The next orgasm of the night, Inuyasha, is gonna be yours, so I think it's probably best if the dress stays on—at least for now."
His eyebrow quirked at that. "I'll be coming next, huh?"
"You sure will." She grinned cheekily, holding back a moan when his palms returned underneath her dress, caressing her hips, fondling her ass. Yep, she was getting wet all over again. Her vulva was starting to feel damp. She steeled herself, trying not to let her arousal distract her. After all, she had a job to do.
With a deep breath, Kagome focused all her energy and thoughts on channeling the mentality and behaviour of her inner seductress. She figured an alpha like Inuyasha would naturally try and keep her submissive to his whims—after all, he seemed to get off on getting her off. He evidently had a thing about control, which meant Kagome had to be intentional about seducing him, about pleasing him and ensuring it was exclusively for his gain. She had to make it so good he'd willingly relinquish control.
Kagome scoffed inwardly. She wouldn't put it past Inuyasha to get eighty percent to orgasm just to say Actually, you know what? and then turn things around on her.
How many times had she read about that in her erotic novels? The main male character is getting head only to decide at the last minute he can't take it anymore and needs to have brain-shattering, mind-exploding, body-erupting sex with the female main character.
Kagome would not let that happen. The petty, stubborn, competitive side of her had called dibs on Inuyasha's next orgasm, and she was going to see that through regardless how wet she got or how much her pussy ached for him to bring her to release again. When it came to sex, maybe Kagome could be content with a close loss, allowing Inuyasha to bring her an extra orgasm or two. But the fact she wasn't even on the board yet and Inuyasha was in the lead by two...that just wasn't acceptable.
"How do you want me?"
His words drew Kagome out of her mental pep rally and she cocked her head at him, not following his meaning.
"Your pussy's smellin' lush for me again," he muttered against her lips, his breath so gentle it tickled. "How should I get you off next, darlin'? Wanna sit on my face?"
She gave herself a moment to lose herself in the allure of his eyes, to take a deep breath. Then she entwined the fingers of one hand in his hair, her tongue lapping at his bottom lip. When Kagome reached down to stroke the bulge of his pants, eliciting a strained breath from his lips, she grinned racily. "Mmm," she purred, "he's really hard for me. I bet it's starting to hurt, huh?" She pushed her hand against his ridge, palming him slowly up and down. "Why don't we save the face sitting for later? Because right now? I just want to take care my boyfriend. So, position yourself however you're comfortable, Inuyasha," she breathed against his lips, moaning a light, feminine sound in the back of her throat. His breath hitched again from how she worked him over his pants. "I just want your cum and not just in my necklace."
Inuyasha moaned, a wanton, lustful sound that had a bubble of arousal soaking between her lips. Kagome had to fight back a proud, giggle-inducing smirk of victory for eliciting that reaction. Holy shit, she could feel his pulse in his cock. How was it possible he was getting even harder?
"Sit down," she instructed after kissing him, using her teeth to draw his tongue out and sucking it as deeply as she could into her mouth.
It took all of two seconds for Inuyasha to flip their positions, him sitting on the bed, Kagome straddling his lap. She kissed him gently as she folded her arms around his neck.
She brushed his bangs from his face. "I plan to bring you so much pleasure, Inuyasha. But I need you to talk to me about something first, okay? Because I need to make sure I do this right." His hooded eyes sharpened for a brief moment, a glint of panic ebbing in his gaze. Kagome caught the wincing reaction and kissed him again. "I know you said our exes have no place in here tonight, but I—"
"Kagome, no. We're not fuckin' talking about—"
"Inuyasha, please. Just hear me out, okay?"
It felt so counterintuitive, almost a little wrong, but Kagome started grinding herself against him as she straddled him. Maybe she was looking to distract him, maybe she just needed to feel his hardness against the part of her that ached for him the most, but Kagome couldn't seem to help the roll of her hips. She began grinding her moistened centre against his hardened crotch. Inuyasha's hands rose to cup her ass, pinning her against him, spurring her on.
"How would she approach giving you head?"
His eyes narrowed and dashed between hers. "Are you really gonna keep this up while we—?"
"Yes," she groaned, nipping his Adam's apple, licking the thick column of his neck while she moaned into the salty tang of his flesh. Her hips were a fluid undulation that had muted, blunt gasps choking from Inuyasha's throat. "Because I told you, she doesn't get to ruin anything for you anymore." Kagome paused to moan, having bucked her swelling clit against the zipper of his pants. When the twinge of heat settled in her core, she continued rocking against him, pressing her breasts into his chest. "I want to taste you so badly, Inuyasha. I'm beside myself wanting to know how much of your cock I can deep throat, to suck on your balls. I'm dying to feel your hands in my hair as you fuck my mouth, to hear the way you sound when you come—"
"Holy shit, Kagome," Inuyasha moaned on a strained exhale. His palms slid over her shoulders. One hand gripped her nape, the other clenched tight fingers in her hair.
"—but I can't allow that to happen until I can be absolutely positive that I'm not replicating anything she did."
"Kagome—"
She kissed him to shut him up. "I'm serious, Inuyasha," she groaned, her exhales becoming little pants of aroused breath. "I know there's only so many ways one can give a guy head, but I don't want anything about the way I do it to make you think of her."
Inuyasha grabbed her hips roughly to still her, causing Kagome to wince. "Are you fucking kidding me? You seriously think I'd think of her when my dick's in your mouth?"
"I'm not willing to take that chance, Inuyasha! If I just so happen to offer or give you head in the exact same way she did, you're really saying you wouldn't go there, even for just a second? Of course it would! I'm not going to let that happen—" She grabbed his hands over her hips and squeezed until her fingers shook— "So you need to tell me how she would approach giving you head, because I need to make sure when I do it, I don't do it like she did."
Inuyasha turned his eyes away from hers, his gaze lingering on the teardrop pendant above her cleavage.
"I know this isn't comfortable to talk about," Kagome whispered, releasing his hands to cup the back of his head, her lips against his forehead, "and I'm so sorry we have to talk about this at all, I really am. But I need to know about this so I don't accidentally make anything worse."
"You wouldn't—"
"I'm not willing to take that chance with you, Inuyasha," Kagome cut in, her voice tense but quiet. "If you're really against talking about this now, I'll absolutely respect that, but please know that I won't perform oral sex until we can have this conversation. You let me know how you want to handle this, okay? If you want to talk about this now, then just tell me whatever you want, but I may ask some clarifying questions, if that's okay. But if you don't wanna talk about this now, just let me know. Whatever you want, Inuyasha."
His cheeks were pink, the sheen of lust still aglow in his metallic stare. He sighed deeply, then leaned forward to kiss Kagome's lips softly, barely. "It always had to be in the bedroom, on the mattress, 'cause she had to be comfortable. She wouldn't do it on hard surfaces or anywhere that would hurt her knees. So, it was often on the bed."
"Okay—" So, we need to leave this room immediately then, Kagome thought— "Y-you'd be laying down, or—?"
"Y-yeah," his gaze was steadfastly not on Kagome, "we both would be."
Kagome decided her discomfort, her embarrassment, seemed to escalate his own, so she took a deep breath. She cared about Inuyasha, so it was obviously okay that this upset her. But this wasn't about Kagome. This was about Inuyasha, and she needed to put on her big girl panties and her brave face and shelf her own discomfort. She needed to take the lead to help him navigate this difficult conversation.
"Are you able to orgasm from head?"
He nodded. Gosh, he looked so uncomfortable it hurt her heart. "I used to. Closer to the end of the relationship, though, I just stopped bein' able to come from it—I couldn't get into it anymore."
"So, she'd stop?"
His eyes flicked down. "She'd finish me with her hands. Or, if I wasn't able to—" He paused, moistening his lips, his cheeks the reddest she'd ever seen— "if I couldn't stay hard, I'd just...do it later myself."
Kagome laced her fingers between his. "Would you come in her mouth?"
"Not often."
"Did she swallow?"
His eyes snapped to hers with a deep furrow of his brows. "Kagome." Alarmed upset and censure overtook his tone of voice.
"Did she?"
"No," he snapped. "Anythin' else you need to know?"
Kagome cupped his cheeks and guided his lips to hers. "I'm sorry, Inuyasha. I'm so sorry." He sighed, his shoulders deflating. After a few seconds of silence, Kagome lifted his head so she could kiss him again. "I will only ever take care of you," she whispered against his lips. "I swear to you, Inuyasha, if it's the last thing I ever do, you will only ever know pleasure and happiness, sexually and otherwise," she added with a breathy, strained laugh. "You're mine now, sweetheart. You belong to me, remember? And I'm gonna take such good care of you."
"Kagome," he sighed, his eyes raising to dart between hers. "I—"
"Thank you for telling me. Thank you for sharing that with me, for letting me in and being vulnerable with me. It means more to me than you know."
He snorted, leaning back and connecting his hands around her waist. "It fuckin' killed the mood though."
Kagome was about to claim she could still feel his erection, straddled against him, but it didn't seem right to point that out. "I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. "But, listen, how would you feel if we hung out in the living room? Finished our drinks there and saved the bedroom for later?"
That had been a trick she learned from her brother—when a room became bogged down with bad, negative, or intense energy, the best thing to do was leave the room and come back to it later, giving the space a chance to air out.
Inuyasha seemed to mirror that sentiment because he clutched Kagome's bottom and rose to standing, her legs wrapping around his waist. She sunk her fingers in his hair as she kissed him. They spent a few quiet minutes like that, him holding her, her holding him, their lips sharing in tender sweetness with apology and appreciation. When Kagome's cheeks were thoroughly pinkened and Inuyasha's lips comprehensively swollen, the two collected the drinks Inuyasha made and left the bedroom. Kagome had gathered up most of the roses anyway.
Their trek to the living room paused twice. The first time, when Inuyasha stumbled across droplets and traces of Kagome's arousal and ejaculate near the front door that had her shrieking with embarrassment and him bellowing with fond laughter. Despite Inuyasha's protests to leave it, Kagome had dropped to her knees with a handful of paper towels to wipe up the remnants of their hallway shenanigans, her face a scorched vermillion. The second delay occurred when Kagome took a brief respite in the kitchen, eager to cool her flushing face, giggling and swooning over the display of flowers everywhere. Inuyasha literally had bouquets and arrangements and pots and urns all over the place—his condo felt like a glorified greenhouse.
When they finally made it to the living room with replenished beverages—Inuyasha having put on some bass-driven instrumental background music—Kagome cuddled into Inuyasha's shoulder on the couch. As they sipped their drinks, she teased him about next time just doing rose petals on the bed like a common boyfriend, to which Inuyasha teased her that he wanted her to be surrounded by her favourite flowers no matter where he fucked her. That comment had Kagome giggling and tackling him in a hug that spilled most of his untouched vodka soda with lime on his shirt and the sectional.
"Shit, I'm so sorry!" Kagome said again, patting his couch with the hand towels she grabbed from the kitchen.
Inuyasha swiped the cloth from Kagome's hands and hip-checked her away. "Stop cleanin' shit, Kagome," he sassed with a scoffing bark. "It'll air dry, it's fine. It's just vodka and carbonated water."
"And lime," she added, shrugging in response to his exasperated expression with an amused look that said, What? You missed a key ingredient!
Inuyasha snorted at her, grabbing her hand and tugging her towards the other—dry—end of the couch. When Inuyasha started unbuttoning his wet shirt, Kagome rose to stand in front of him, stilling his fingers by placing her hand above his. It became very obvious, very immediately, that arousal and need overtook the teasing playfulness between them.
"Let me," she said, a pinkness coating her features that had Inuyasha blinking wildly down at her, his cheeks flushed.
His hands fell to his sides and a heavy, sensual silence shrouded the space around them as Kagome bit her lip and unbuttoned Inuyasha's dress shirt. When she placed her small, warm palms on his abdomen, his inhale skipped. When she stroked her palms over his ribcage, resting her hands on his pectorals, her breath hitched with the sensation of his nipples hardening beneath her touch. Touching him like this was so, so different than when he was her client those months ago. Her fingertips and eyes inhaled every atom of flesh visible to her within the column of his open dress shirt.
"I've always loved touching you," she admitted with pink cheeks, her fingers circling the dark red of his areola, drawing the line between his pectorals, tracing the contours and shadows of his defined abdominal muscles. She became even wetter watching the muscles quiver beneath her touch. She took a small step towards him, kissing his chest at the same time her fingers disappeared beneath the panels of his shirt. Her palms cupped his shoulders, eventually drawing the material down his arms. She pushed up on her toes to kiss him at the same time she tossed his shirt into a discarded pile on the sectional beside them.
Kagome moaned when Inuyasha cupped her jaw, his thumbs tickling and sketching the space beneath her ears. "Sit down," she whispered against his lips. A slick heat devoured her insides and set her heart trembling when Inuyasha sat while he kissed her, like the change in power dynamic was visible as he lowered himself and she began to tower over him. His neck arched back so she could embrace his head and deepen their kiss.
"Fuck, Kagome," he sighed when her hands released his cheeks to coast down his neck, blazing an eager trail. She would ensure she'd caressed every millimetre of his flesh before the end of the night. "I love your hands on my body."
She hummed a pleased sound as she lowered herself to her knees between his thighs. She tried to keep his gaze as she stationed herself between his knees, but there was too much of him visible to prevent her eyes from skirting all over the place. Her palms dragged over the broad swell of his shoulders and down his arms, outlining the veins visible in his biceps and forearms, squeezing his wrists where her hands stilled.
"How convenient you like the way I touch you," she giggled quietly, huskily. Yep, she was super aroused just from touching his upper torso. "Because I can't get enough of touching your body, Inuyasha." Her fingers explored the callouses and curves of his hands, bringing his digits to her lips to kiss. She smirked when licking the pad of his thumb had his inhale stuttering. The taste of his fingers had her nostalgic about marking him. Claiming him with her saliva felt simultaneously like yesterday and ages ago. It was the weirdest thing—like they'd become so much closer in the last twenty-four hours.
Kagome inched herself closer to his body, until her ribcage was tucked between his thighs. Her breasts grazed the naked heat of his stomach with every inhalation. "Is this okay?" She asked, looking up at him. Her palms rounded his shoulder blades, circled around his waist, drifted down his abdomen to caress his thighs until her hands rested on his knees.
Inuyasha nodded and licked his lips.
Kagome pushed up on her knees to kiss him, her fingers fumbling for his belt buckle. "Tell me what you like," she purred into his lips as his belt came loose. "Feel free to be explicitly graphic about it, too."
"She likes vulgar language, does she?" Inuyasha chuckled, despite the catch in his breath as he leaned back onto his palms, giving Kagome a better angle to unclasp the button and hook and eye clasps on his flap.
"I think he forgets she likes her romance books."
"If it's explicit, I think that makes it erotica, no?"
Kagome cast him an unimpressed expression which had him grinning at her like a fool. She smirked up at him playfully as she unzipped his fly and then paused to appreciate the allure of his aggressively tented boxers straining between the open flaps of his trousers. Kagome's grin widened as she leaned forward to kiss the hollow between his pectorals, teasing a wet trail down his sternum. She moaned to feel the vibration of Inuyasha's groan when she tongued her way around his abdomen. Her dripping organ dipped into the hollow of his bellybutton and caressed the line of dark hair that led her to the area she was most excited to get her hands on. Literally.
Kagome swallowed when her chin bumped his erection. "Poor thing must just be aching for me," she teased, scooching back to shimmy his pants over his hips, down his thighs, leaving them bunched at his ankles. She rolled her eyes when he kicked his pants away, like he knew she wanted to keep him partially restrained and had to ruin her fun. When Kagome kneed her way back between his thighs, she chuckled darkly when his breathing hitched again, her palms slowly rubbing a path up his thick thighs, over the material of his navy, silk boxers.
Inuyasha cursed under his breath when Kagome gently stroked her fingertips over his erection, her mouth drying with aroused hunger when it twitched in response to her touch. "What is this?" He rasped with dry humour, "Revenge?"
Kagome leaned forward to kiss his stomach. His muscles shuddered beneath the tickling pressure of the tip of her tongue. She kissed her way over each of his hips, across the band of his boxers. He groaned a curse when Kagome planted gossamer kisses along the length of his erection, his swollen member jerking to swat Kagome in the chin. The smell of him was divine—Kagome almost felt a little high. Rich, musky, heady, deep, manly. Kagome swallowed loudly because she was literally salivating over how delicious he smelled.
Kagome stroked him over his boxers, her fingers wrapping around his width. She met his gaze with a stupid grin plastered on her face. "You are so big," she marveled under her breath, "holy shit, Inuyasha."
He grinned in the way that men do when feeling proud of their most prized possession. The muscles in his arms flexed as he leaned back into his hands. His abdomen juddered from a shiver of pleasure when Kagome pumped her fingers over his boxers. "I told you we gotta stretch you out, Kagome."
"Don't think you'll fit otherwise?" she teased, her eyes hungrily watching every flick and twitch of his cock beneath her small hand. God, she wanted her mouth around him.
"Oh, I'll fit," he rasped, leaning more into his palms on the couch. His breath hiccupped with pleasure. "I just don't wanna hurt you."
Her fingers constricted around his cock, pumping slowly. She became mesmerized watching a dot of moisture darken his shorts to black and then spread into a wider, wet circle. "Please," she scoffed with a coy smile, "you leave me so wet, Inuyasha, you'll slip right in."
A heavy exhale puffed from his nose, coating her face in response to her words. Kagome grinned into his lips, pumping him in long, tense strokes. The angle of jerking him like this was a bit awkward, but she could clearly feel the shape of him through the silk and it had her wet and wanting. Her wrist had to improvise to stroke all the way down his, at minimum, eight inches until she felt the meaty mushroom of his head gliding beneath her palm. The inside of her thumb wrapped around the underside of his cock, and Kagome suspected Inuyasha was uncircumcised given the way his hips jerked when she squeezed her fingers tightly around the head, likely triggering the sensitivity of his frenulum. She wondered if the smooth gliding sensation she felt over his glans was because of his foreskin.
Hojo had been circumcised, so for a moment, Kagome felt a twinge of panic flutter in her heart over not having any experience with a guy who was uncut. Yet, Kagome had read many a love scene in her smutty books where the female main character pleasured an uncut male, so Kagome was just thankful she had a very loose reference point. Otherwise, Kagome had no shame in having Inuyasha instruct her through what he liked, and she even found herself growing wetter at the premise of being able to explore his cock in explicit, intimate detail.
"Fuck, Kagome," he groaned, his hips bucking off the couch when she started pumping her hand faster up and down his shaft.
"You seem to like it when I focus right here—" Kagome adjusted her wrist so her fingers tightened around his frenulum, causing his glans to swell around her tight grip.
Inuyasha audibly gasped a breathy moan, his head falling back. His reaction inspired Kagome to repeat the action, pumping a couple fast, short jerks of her hand that focused on the spot where his fleshy head met his shaft. His body shuddered, his hips jerking, and Kagome couldn't help but let loose a wickedly content, breathy little chuckle as she watched him literally twitch and fidget beneath every pump of her fist.
"Well, fuck me, if this isn't the sexiest thing I've ever seen," she breathed, repeating that motion over and over again, just so she could watch his body twitch, his eyes clench, his lips part, his tongue moistening his lips as he groaned, as he cursed.
"Such a—" His inhale skipped— "a fuckin' tease."
She hummed a sound of pleasure and leaned forward, kissing the wet splotch on his boxers, licking her lips and getting the vaguest taste of his saltiness.
"Fuck, Kagome," he hissed again.
She grinned. "That feel good, Inuyasha?"
He nodded, his hips jerking in time when she pumped his cock in short bursts over his frenulum again.
"You gonna put me in your mouth or what?" he groaned, his fingers tightening into fists where he leaned back on the sectional.
She made a thoughtful sound as she pumped him over his boxers. He cried out when she returned to the long strokes that had her fist smacking his pubic bone "You know," she cooed, purring with appreciation when the pre-cum stain became an even wider circle on his boxers, "I don't actually think I will..." She leaned forward to kiss his tented ridge, waiting until he met her eye before she licked the stain on his boxers, which had him swearing and tipping his head back,
Smirking at him, Kagome slid her hand inside the band of his boxers. She groaned huskily when she groped the hot, smooth, hard, and gorgeously curved cock that practically lunged into her palm once it sensed her fingers nearing. As soon as her hand wrapped around his bare shaft, the noise Inuyasha made—that deliciously panty-wetting, groaning-type grunting wail—had arousal seeping from Kagome's cleft. Whether it was the feel of her finally touching his cock or the smell of her arousal, Inuyasha was spurred into action. His hips shot up in a frenzy of thrusts, effectively fucking Kagome's hand.
What Kagome would liked to have happened was she'd start jerking him off inside his boxers, and then eventually spring him free, like an additional and final unveiling of his penis. There was something in her romance-starved heart that liked stages of anticipation—like first you see the erection's outline, then you get a sample of it, and then bam! there it is! Enjoy!
However, what actually happened was Inuyasha fucked Kagome's hand maybe half a dozen times, her fingers constricting around the meaty crown, before Inuyasha growled so loudly with aroused frustration he had his boxers around his ankles in a flourish.
Her pumping slowed and her mouth opened with longing hunger as her eyes feasted—gorged, inhaled, devoured, and every other food- and eating-related verb out there—on his bare cock. When she detected a curve to his large member? Yep! Yep, yep, yep! His cock curved up towards his stomach in a gentle but prominent arch like it was trying to point North but gave up a quarter of the way there. He was sloped and thick and fucking beautiful. Inuyasha's dick was...hoo baby, was he ever a big boy!
Kagome felt a little stupid, wanting to wax poetic about his cock, but the sight was purely and unfairly masculine and sensual. Her fingers curled around the base of his shaft, the prickle of trimmed hair on his testicles tickling her knuckles. Her eyes traced the curve of him, mapping the veins that spread up his shaft like roots on a tree. If she thought forearm veins were sexy...pssht! Her mouth watered from how hard he was. She had never interacted with an uncut penis before like this but there was nothing...unappealing about him. This was the most delicious looking thing Kagome had ever seen. Moisture coated her labia from the way his glans peeked through his foreskin. Beads of pre-cum leaked from the teardrop-shaped opening at the tip, gathering in the folds of skin and dribbling down his shaft, only to be collected by Kagome's fingers.
"Say something," Inuyasha rasped, his hips starting to move which meant his cock started to move and Kagome's mouth hung open even more.
The way his cock slipped through her hand was carnal and attractively pornographic. Kagome truly couldn't comprehend how something so hard could also be so soft, so silky, so appetizingly pleasing to hold in her hand. The heat he gave off was enough to make her hand feel clammy. Her heart and her stomach were a beating, swirling, twirling, diving mess. If she'd been aroused and aching for him before, seeing what he had to work with, and what she'd be getting inside her later was enough to make her body feel manically impatient.
"Jesus Christ, Inuyasha," Kagome gasped, completely unable to stop gawping at the thing, her insides hollowing out with a hot need like her body was proactively trying to make room.
He grinned a boyish smile, his head falling back as Kagome started pumping him again, a little obsessed by the need to spur more moisture from his crown. "It's yours, darlin'. I hope she enjoys it."
"Fuck me," she cursed under her breath, evoking a throaty laugh from him.
They were silent for a few more pumps of her hand before Inuyasha groaned loudly, causing Kagome's heart to thunder with arousal.
"You smell so fuckin' wet."
"Your dick has me really fuckin' wet."
"You wanna taste me?"
Her thumb swirled over the tip of his glans. She remembered the way Inuyasha used the pad of his finger against her opening, plugging her and teasing her. She did the same thing to him and enjoyed the way his abdominal muscles quivered from it. His tip was a steady trickle of pre-cum that Kagome felt dribbling down her thumb from every swirl around his tip.
"So badly."
"Then lick me."
She grinned up at him playfully. "No, thank you. I'm enjoying this right now."
Inuyasha grit his teeth. "Kagome, c'mon. Put your mouth on my cock." His hips lurched upwards and she squeezed her fist around his frenulum, causing him to buck into her palm.
"Stand up for me," she bade in a husky command, tugging with enough pressure on his erection to lure him to rise from the sectional. She groaned as she pumped him in front of her face, her other hand palming the swell of his hips, rounding to cup his ass.
Inuyasha was naked. Kagome was on her knees, in Inuyasha's living room, jerking off a naked Inuyasha. She couldn't stop the girlish, bright smile that overtook her face.
"What do you like? Tell me what to do."
His head tipped back. "This is good."
She frowned up at him. "Harder? Do you like your balls touched? Give me something to work with," she teased.
"This is—" He paused to stifle a groan— "this feels good, Kagome."
She leaned forward to kiss his thigh. "Could you come from this?"
"Y-yeah."
She grinned. "But you want me to suck you, don't you, Inuyasha?"
Inuyasha moaned, his head tipping back again. "Kagome," he gasped—it was a sensually frustrated sound. Oh god, she liked this. She liked this a lot. "Darlin', please."
"Mmm, begging already, Mr. Taisho? I like that." She pushed up on her knees, jerking him in smooth, hard pumps from his base to the tip, squeezing around his frenulum. His hips shuddered. When Kagome looked up at him, smirking at the way he clenched his eyes with pleasure, she kissed down his thigh and simultaneously reached up to cup his balls.
Inuyasha moaned and his hips flexed.
"Aren't we enjoying ourselves," she whispered against his thigh, licking then kissing then licking again. She scraped her teeth across his hip and Inuyasha swore under his breath.
"Kagome. For fuck's sake. Just—" He moaned a smoky, throaty sound— "Baby, please. Suck that cock. You—you're killin' me here."
She squeezed the base of his shaft, smiling up at him. She reached with her other hand to draw back his foreskin, exposing all of his glans and the ridge of his frenulum. Kagome circled a finger around the dripping hole. She dipped her finger in his pre-cum, appreciating the soft and silky texture of his glans, before she pressed down on his frenulum and swirled her wet finger in tight circles.
He made a gagging noise in the back of his throat that was like he cut off a moaning shout.
Kagome grinned, kissing his thigh. "You like that, sweetheart?"
"Fuck. Yes." He pumped himself into her hands, her fist tightening, as Inuyasha sunk his fingers into Kagome's hair.
"You still want my mouth?"
"So fuckin' bad. I—" He moaned— "I've fuckin' dreamed about this."
Her eyes snapped up to his face. "Oh, yeah?" She grinned mischievously. "Alright, Inuyasha, I have a proposition for you."
"If it involves you suckin' me off, I'll do whatever you want."
Kagome laughed brightly, the hand not on his cock drifting up his abdomen to tweak a hardened nipple. "Here's what we're gonna do," she said, "you keep talking, tell me what you like, what you want, and I'll reward you with my tongue. You like the sound of that?" She licked his thigh for emphasize and Inuyasha gasped, nodding with lips tightened into a thin line. "Tell me your fantasies, Inuyasha, what you want to do to me."
"I wanted to make you squirt from the second I saw your tits covered in lube."
She licked the path along his pubic bone she had used to mark him the day before. It had his hips shuddering. "You wanted your fingers inside me?"
"I want everything inside you," he answered, his Adam's apple prominent in the way his head thrust back.
"Tell me more," she whispered, breathing in the heady scent of his erection. His cock jumped in her head when she exhaled over the tip.
Inuyasha was breathing hard. He licked his lips, his stomach flexing, his cock twitching up like it was trying to lurch itself into her mouth. Kagome couldn't believe how much pre-cum was dripping from his head to coat her fingers, lubricating the slide of him in her fist.
"Inuyasha," she moaned into his pubic bone, a musical tone to her words, "the more you talk, the more I stroke and lick you. You do want me to lick you, don't you, Inuyasha?"
"Fuck," he hissed, his fingers clenching around her scalp.
"What do you wanna do to me, Inuyasha? What have you dreamt about? Tell me and I'll make you come, sweetheart."
"I-I wanna watch you get yourself off."
She clicked her tongue before kissing and sucking his pubic bone, drawing his hips with her tongue. "I'd rather you do it," she snorted.
"N-no, I—" He paused to catch his breath when she started pumping against his frenulum again— "I wanna be right there when you make yourself come, so I can watch your pussy clench around your sweet little fingers and then drink you up afterwards."
"Fuck, Inuyasha," she breathed, clenching her eyes. Her arm was starting to tire so she switched to her left. "What else?"
"I wanna fuck you outside."
"Where outside?" she asked, pressing kisses to the base of his shaft while she jerked his tip.
"Up against a tree. There's this conservation area—" He grit his teeth— "I'd go to as a kid. There's this grove of redwoods—" He grunted— "There. I wanna fuck your pussy and hear your scream echo when you climax."
"Jesus, you've thought about this a lot, haven't you?" she gasped, raising his cock so she could kiss each of his testicles. Inuyasha's fingers tightened in her hair.
"You're all I've fuckin' thought about since I met you, Kagome. I wanna kiss your lips swollen then gag you. I wanna tie you up and fuck you, listenin' to your muffled screams. I wanna clamp your nipples when you're about to come on my cock."
Kagome gasped as her forehead crashed against his stomach, his cock jerking against her chin from the closeness of her mouth. "I-Inuyasha," she moaned. "Oh my god, that's just...fuck, that all sounds—"
"I wanna eat your ass," he moaned, his fingers gripping her shoulders and squeezing to the point it almost hurt. "If you'd be willin' to let me. God, I really wanna double penetrate you, Kagome—" When she gasped and her pumping slowed, Inuyasha thrust his hips to keep up the rhythm— "I dunno if you've ever considered ass play, but holy fuck, I wanna fuck your asshole while you fuck your pussy with a vibrator. I-I just visualize it and my cock fuckin' hurts."
"I-Inuyasha!" Kagome felt...scandalized and holy shit, she was so turned on it hurt. "That—holy fuck, Inuyasha, that's so dirty!"
"You like it?" he moaned, licking his lips. "You wanna be my dirty girl, Kagome?"
"Fuck, yes," she sighed. Kagome used the tip of her tongue to lick a straight line up the underside of his cock. When she pressed a kiss to his dampened head, he cried out, pumping himself faster in her hands. "Fuck, darlin', I'm gettin' close."
"What else, Inuyasha? What other dirty things do you wanna do to me?"
"I wanna fuck your tits, come on your face."
She licked pre-cum from his glans and Inuyasha roared, his stomach flexing with his approaching orgasm. "You fantasize about my breasts, Inuyasha?"
His answer came, one word at a time, between him thrusting into her hand. "All. The. Fucking. Time."
She kissed the tip of his cock and added her other hand to the base of his shaft, pumping both hands fast, hard.
"The visual of your wet, hard nipples has fuckin' invaded my brain since that one massage. I wanna lick them, bite them, bruise them, come on them."
"Keep your eyes closed, sweetheart," she instructed as Kagome continued pumping the crown of his dick. With one hand, she reached around herself to unzip her dress so she had enough space to clamber one arm from an armhole, exposing her right breast. It was awkward as anything, trying to juggle jerking him with one hand while taking off her dress. Hearing the noises Inuyasha made that signaled he was getting really close, Kagome determined one exposed nipple was better than none.
Pushing up on her knees, Kagome dragged her hand down to the base of his shaft, and then guided the head of his cock to her nipple.
Inuyasha made the most animalistic, growling grunt she'd ever heard. His eyes shot open and his head snapped towards her so fast it startled her.
"Fucking God, Kago—"
"You like that?" She asked, her gaze alternating from his to the way she swirled his creamy pre-cum around her hard nipples and areola. Her puckered nub was glossy with his liquid arousal.
"H-holy fuck," he gasped, his body shuddering. "K-Kagome, I'm gonna—fuck, baby, I'm so fuckin' close."
Kagome used both her hands to jerk him, holding the tip of his cock against her nipple as best she could despite how frantically he began pumping himself between her hands, eager to bring himself to release.
"You like feelin' your tip against my tits, Inuyasha? Fuck," she gasped, as the feel of him against her tender nipple had her shiver, "these nipples are so tight for you, sweetheart. They wanna be covered in your come."
"O-oh fuck—fuck yes, Kagome. I—"
His breath hitched and Kagome ignored the ache in her arms, focused on the look of sheer, destructive pleasure that Inuyasha wore on his face. Her boyfriend was about to blow his load and Kagome was going to be the reason for it. She'd never wanted anything more.
"Be a good boy and come for me, Inuyasha."
"F-fuck!"
"That's it," she purred, swirling his cock around her breast while she pumped him wildly with both hands. "I want your come, Inuyasha."
"Fuck. Y-yes. Fuck, Kagome. Ah, shit—here it comes, baby. Ready?"
"So fucking ready."
"Fu-fuck, Kagome, I'm co—"
She was a little impressed by how fast she moved. The hand that had been pumping his cock at the base of his shaft kept up its intense rhythm; however, she replaced the hand at his tip with her mouth. She sucked his meaty crown between her lips, swirling her tongue around the tip and moaned the most sensual noise as she felt his cock harden and his seed shoot over her tongue in plentiful, hot spurts.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Inuyasha growled as he came into her mouth, his hips driving forward, his frenulum stroking her tongue and causing his entire body to erupt with shuddering jolts. "Fuck, Kagome, yes!" She'd never heard such carnal noises from a man before. It was a eighty percent hot as fuck, twenty percent intimidating.
Her mouth filled with his seed and Kagome was blown away by how much liquid was in her mouth. When the shivers faded and he was staring down at her full mouth with a look of sated bewilderment and appreciation, Kagome unsheathed herself from his cock. A line of come dribbled from the corner of her mouth and Inuyasha stared at it, completely dumbfounded.
When she was certain she had his undivided attention, she swallowed.
He fell onto his knees in front of her, his palms cupping her face. "Kagome, y-you—fuck." His mouth devoured her. She literally just had her tongue soaking in his semen but he didn't care at all because he penetrated her and owned her with a kiss that had Kagome's heart thundering. "You didn't have t'do that, darlin'. Fuck, Kagome. You are—I am so, so fuckin'—I just—"
"Breathe," she chuckled, cradling his jaw, kissing his lips. "I got you, sweetheart. Just breathe."
"That was so fuckin' good."
She smiled against his mouth, kissing him again, brushing her palm over his sweaty bangs. "Yeah? What was your favourite part?"
When his palm cupped her bare breast, Kagome startled, having forgotten she had half-emerged her torso from her dress in her desire to give Inuyasha even more pleasure. "O-oh," she moaned when he pinched and rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. She whimpered when he began kneading her whole breast roughly.
"Your nipples are even better than I thought they'd be," he whispered huskily into her lips.
When Kagome chuckled with arousal, her mouth obsessively kissing his, Inuyasha drew back, both palms on her cheeks and his eyes darting energetically between hers. "You are—" He stopped, his head shaking as he released an adorably incredulous puff of air. Kagome's heart quivered from the look of absolute happiness on his face, the way he looked into her eyes like she was the most treasured thing on the planet.
"I am—?"
"You are everything, Kagome."
When he grabbed her around the waist and lunged to his feet with her in his arms, she shrieked with surprise, which turned into a cackling laugh of joy. Kagome could only imagine the sight: him fully naked, carrying her into the kitchen, her one boob bouncing with each of his steps, both of them laughing.
"What're you—?"
"I'm taking you to bed," he answered quickly, pausing his stride to kiss her deeply. "Because you, darlin', are way too dressed and I need to do somethin' about that."
Kagome giggled, playing with the strands of his hair over his shoulders. "You could've just unzipped me in the living room, you know."
Inuyasha snorted. "I doubt you'll be naked very long before I need to be inside you."
Her eyebrows creased. "B-but you—you literally just came. How're you—?" She adjusted her so she could feel his erection against the curve of her buttocks and Kagome turned a wild, surprised expression up to Inuyasha, who was grinning at her roguishly.
"You keep me hard and wanting, Kagome. Whadduya want me to say?"
Inuyasha stopped in front of his bedroom door and kissed Kagome, his tongue tracing her lips before he allowed space between them. "I know what you did in the living room," he said softly, his eyes turning from hers briefly before returning with a sheen of something like embarrassed appreciation glazing his gold. "Why you had us leave the bedroom...your hands, your mouth, swallowing—" Kagome flushed— "all of it. I—I really fuckin' enjoyed it, Kagome. Thank you."
She smiled gently, bringing a palm to his cheek before she kissed him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Inuyasha."
His eyes lingered on hers, radiating with the breadth of his smile. "You ready?"
"To fuck you?" She answered slyly.
"No," he whispered, kissing her again as he entered his bedroom, "for me to officially make you mine."