"So, how does this work?" Satoru asks, pulling off his shirt. He tosses it into a hamper and turns to look at Kagome. Thank fuck, Koushi's grandmother was able to convince Kagome to leave him with her. He didn't think Kagome would give in at first.

"Just lie down on the bed and relax. I got some oil to work over your muscles and I'll work out the kinks in your energy at the same time." Kagome pulls out a bottle from the nightstand and then looks at him expectantly.

Oh right. She wants him to get on the bed. Satoru makes a point of looking down at his pants.

"Pants on or off."

"It's up to you. I can massage your whole body if you want."

His eyebrows shoot up. "My whole body?"

Kagome gives him a look. "Satoru, just strip. We both know you want to. I need to pump after this."

Well, she doesn't have to tell him twice. He strips out of his pants and boxers, tossing those into the hamper too. His cock twitches. He bites the inside of his cheek. Pink looks so good on her. Kagome gets so flustered, which only makes him want to mess with her more to see that blush spread down her body, but he resists. His body hums with repressed desire. He wants to grab her and lay her down on the bed, and take his time with her. He wants to fuck her against the wall behind her.

But more than anything, he just wants to feel her hands on him, so Satoru lies on the bed and rests his chin on his hands. Kagome climbs on to his back and the smell of her is intoxicating. His head is heady. They could take their time tonight. She left two shikigami and put up a barrier around the shrine, so Koushi is more than protected. He could spread her out on this bed and really drive her crazy. Drive her half as crazy as she makes him.

She has to pump first, he reminds himself. How long does that take?

"Relax," Kagome commands, rubbing the oil on his back in circular motions. Her touch is commanding, and he finds himself a little taken back by how precise her touch is. His muscles loosen and his mind calms down enough for him to be in the moment. "Just like that," she murmurs, squirting more oil into her hands. "I'm going to work on your energy now. Just relax."

Satoru sighs with contentment. Her hands massage his right arm and the feel of her energy seeking out his sends shockwaves through his body. His cock stabs the bed, and he lets out a shudder. Relax? How is he supposed to relax? Her energy is warm and the way it massages his is nothing short of euphoria. He hasn't felt a high like this since he became enlighten.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

But this is a different kind of enlightenment.

His body is in overdrive. His senses are overloaded. When he closes his eyes, he swears he sees the secrets of the universe. His muscles are light. Shit, feels like he's having an outer-of-body experience with how extraterrestrial this feeling is. Satoru bites on his bottom lip. His hips move. The way he's feeling right now, his cock could break steel.

"Kagome," he whines, right as her energy works out a particular knot. His eyes squeeze shut, and his body seemingly explodes.

"What the..." Kagome trails off.

Satoru wheezes out a breath and lifts his head. Oh, the room got darker. Kagome slides off his back, and he frowns at the loss of heat. "Where are you going?" He struggles to sit up. Swinging his legs around, he spikes a hand through his hair. "Are the lights out?"

"Uh, yeah. Looks like the entire city is down. Was that you?"

Satoru chuckles to himself. "Maybe? I don't know. Your energy mingled with mine and I kind of lost it." He blows out a breath. The head of his cock is wet with precum. His eyes hone in on Kagome's figure. Everything is magnified like twenty times. His body is humming. There's all this extra energy inside of him and he doesn't know what to do with himself.

Scratch that. He knows what he wants to do, but Kagome looks slightly frustrated.

"What's wrong? Why are you frowning?"

Kagome blinks. "You can see my expressions right now?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"

"It's pitch dark. I can't see you."

This time, Satoru blinks. "Well... I do wear pitch-black shades and sometimes a blindfold. This is nothing." Right as he says that, the lights flicker and the electrical hum of the city surges back to life. Kagome crosses her arms and gives him another look. "I'll behave this time?"

"You don't sound sure." She shakes her head as she stands between his legs. His heart hammers in his chest. Every part of him is fixated on her. "I think you're pretty relaxed now," she says, reaching over to grab the bottle of oil off the bed. She places it back into the drawer. Satoru pouts. He makes his cock jump, but Kagome snorts instead. "I told you I was going to pump after this." She pulls away and doesn't even look back as she heads out of the room.

Satoru tugs on the strands of his hair and tries to get his cock to go down, but no matter how many awful images he conjures, nothing works. What the fuck. He's going out of his mind. Was that her first time giving a massage like that? Satoru gnashes his molars. Out of all of Kagome's abilities, this is the one she absolutely cannot share with anyone else.

He blinks and then smacks himself. Snap out of it. This isn't like him. He doesn't daydream about killing unknown sorcerers or even normies who may have been introduced to an energy massage. It isn't right... damn it. Satoru stands and walks down the hall and makes a turn into the kitchen where Kagome is set up at.

He stops.

"Kagome," he groans.

"Hm?" Kagome leans back in the chair with some strapless pink strapless bra on and the pump attached to her. "Don't say you're stressed. I got every kink out."

Satoru bites his lip and sinks to his knees. "You didn't get every kink out." He crawls over to her and turns the chair so she's facing him and not the table. Kagome raises a brow and cocks her head to the side. She rests her elbow on the table and stares down at him. Satoru swallows. Something about that look is doing wicked things to him. Maybe it's from his position on the floor, or maybe it's the way she looks so unbothered by him. Kagome leans her head on her fist and eyes him.

He blows out a breath, needing to do something with all this excessive energy. Feels like he could take out a country or two in like ten minutes. Satoru grabs Kagome's leg and runs his hands up and down her calf. He doesn't break eye contact as he presses her foot against his cock. Kagome lifts her head and presses a button on the machine. Something about how unfazed she is, spurs him on. This overwhelming need to please her grabs a hold of him like a viper and it tightens around him until his only breath is for her.

Is love supposed to be this all-consuming thing? Or is it the hint of obsession rearing its head? Maybe both.

"Are you going to just look at me?" Kagome asks. The machine whirls and the first splash of milk hits the bottles. Satoru chuckles hollowly. If he isn't careful, he'll lose himself in her.

That wouldn't be a bad thing.

"How far can I go?" He shifts, placing his palms on her thighs. Her foot presses harder on his cock and he groans. Every inch of him is sensitive.

"There's something about you on your knees," she says, taking her foot off him and spreading her legs. Satoru inhales. He slides his hands up her thighs and grabs a hold of her underwear, pulling them down and dropping them on the floor. His stomach tightens in tandem with his balls. It must be the bondage talk from earlier, but being at her mercy fills him with so much pleasure that he could come right then and there. Hell, he nearly did back in the bedroom when her hands were on him, and her energy massaged his. Satoru closes his eyes briefly before ducking his head under her dress and seeking out his target like a missile.

Kagome's breath hitches. Satoru groans as the first hit seeps over his tongue. His cock bobs. The machine whirls. The sound of milk splashing the inside of the bottles. Kagome's legs tighten around his head, and this wouldn't be such an awful way to go. Satoru hums as he dips his tongue inside her.

"Satoru," she moans.

"Can't get over how good you taste," he praises, breathing out a sigh as her legs loosen around him. He swipes his tongue over his lips and stands. His legs wobble slightly, but Kagome doesn't seem to notice. "Hands on the table."

Kagome quirks a brow and does as he says. Satoru pushes her dress up and palms her ass. His mouth waters. "Satoru!" Kagome looks back at him.

"Ah, not sorry," he says, grinning. He presses a kiss to the bite and then grips her hips, guiding her onto his aching cock. Kagome wiggles and teases him. "Baby, please," he begs, pushing the head in. Kagome must take mercy on him because she pushes back and takes all of him in.

"Fuck, Satoru," she breathes.

He waits for her to adjust to him and then sets a bruising pace. He wanted to take his time. Go slow. Draw this out. But her pussy is like an aphrodisiac and his head is so full of need that the only thing going through his mind is: Mine. Mine. Mine.

He feels like a dragon finding the world's greatest treasure. Kagome joked that he would put her in a tower somewhere, and damn if he doesn't want to. He wraps one arm around her waist to keep her steady. His other hand threads through her hair, grabbing a fistful and tugging her head back. Satoru slants his lips over hers and kisses her with everything he has. Kagome bucks her hips and moans. The sound is so beautiful. He wishes they set up a recording so he can play it over and over like music while he's away on missions.

"You're such a good girl," he breathes right before nipping her ear. "You like how I stretch you out?"

Kagome swallows. Her body is strung tight like a bow. "Satoru," she says, breathless. "M' close."

"Yeah?" He lets her hair go and slides his hand down her front until he reaches her tight, hot cunt. He rubs his fingers around her clit, giving her just enough to drive her crazy. Kagome pushes back against him like a woman possessed and damn, he loves how she loses control. "Let's go out tomorrow."

"What?"

"A date." His brows pinch together as his balls tighten. "Can't get enough. Want more." His fingers move faster. Her walls grip him so tight; he sees stars. An island would be nice. An island for just them. He could even build a tower just for giggles. "Come for me," he commands and when she does, the force of it spurs his own. Satoru comes with a shout. The orgasm rips through his body and he loses control of himself.

The room purges into darkness and the only sounds are their breathing. He inhales, drawing in the smell of their lovemaking. Damn, he could go again.

"Satoru!"

"My bad," he says with a slight chuckle, pulling out. He licks his lips and scoops up the leaking come, and pushes it back inside of her.

"You cannot be serious," she sighs.

"Can't waste a drop," he quips. "You need help?" he asks, though his hands move to pull the attached bottles off her. The last thing they need is for the power to come back on and it shocks her or something.

"Are you going to cause a blackout every time?"

"... No?" Hell, he doesn't know. This isn't a normal occurrence for him, but he's also never had an energy massage. "You know, when your energy washes over me, it feels like a hand job."

"Oh, no you don't." Kagome reaches a hand out and grabs a hold of him for stability. "Don't blame your horniness on me."

"But..." He pouts. The lights flicker back on. Kagome not so discreetly peeks at his cock. "How about I give you a massage this time?"

Kagome turns off the machine and picks up the bottles. "As long as you do it right."

Satoru laughs and wiggles his fingers. "Don't worry, you're in good hands."

A/N: Happy Wednesday! Hope you are having a wonderful week so far. Make sure to get plenty of rest when you can. Drink lots of water and get out and enjoy the sun. Take care!