Kagome stares down at the phone on the kitchen counter. No response. She bites her lip, abusing it between her teeth. He must have not liked it. She blows out a breath, shoulders slumping as she turns her head away from the phone and glances down at the pink frilly apron with Gojo inscribed on the front.

Stupid. Stupid.

Kagome inhales and shakes her arms. It's fine. She's used to rejection. She'll just finish baking the muffins for tomorrow. Shippo eats so much these days, and so does Satoru. And soon, Koushi is going to be eating solids too.

She blows out another breath. Still no response.

It's fine. She can pretend like it never—

Boom!

Kagome jumps. The hell was that? She snatches the baby camera next to her phone. Okay, good. Shippo and Koushi are still sleeping. The barrier around their room is holding up. But still, what the heck was that noise?

Oh, Satoru is home. Maybe he knows? Kagome runs her hands down the front of the apron. Off to the side is a robe, just in case Shippo wakes up. The barrier is sound proof and entry proof against outsiders, but Shippo is free to leave the room if he wants to.

"Welcome h—mmph."

Satoru lifts her, never breaking the kiss. His hand squeezes her thighs. "You know you fucked up, right?"

Oh, he's not rejecting her.

"No idea what you're talking about." She smiles. What a relief.

"Not only did you get off without me, you sent me a video to tease me." He squeezes her again. "And then you put on this apron with my name on it." His eyes darken. "You aren't wearing underwear?"

There's a lot she wants to say. How she's been hoping all day that he'd come home and fuck her into the mattress or maybe against the wall, the stairs, hell, even the floor. She doesn't care where. She could say all those things, but she settles for a simple, "I'm so horny."

Satoru's nostrils flare. "Is it my birthday?"

His birthday is coming up. Maybe the event could be on his birthday, though it wouldn't be a surprise then.

Beep.

Kagome turns her head. "Oh, I was making muffins." She preheated the oven before making the batter.

"Can I eat yours?"

Her cheeks warm. "You never have to ask."

"Anytime?" He walks them around the counter and further into the kitchen. "Wanna keep you up all night." Satoru lowers her to her feet and wraps his arms around her. "But we have tomorrow, too."

She hums as she pulls away. Maybe she can just finish the batter and put it in the fridge. When she turns to the side, Satoru groans.

"What is it?"

"I knew, but seeing the back is..." He palms her ass. "I love you," Satoru says it so effortlessly that Kagome's heart thumps in her chest. "You don't have to say it back," he says while continuing to run his hand over her ass, squeezing every so often.

She loves him too, but it doesn't feel right to say it when she hasn't been completely honest with him.

"Do you remember that morning when the window cracked?" She reaches for the stainless-steel mixing bowl. With how much food they go through, maybe she should get the size they use in a restaurant.

Satoru presses himself against her. He plants his hands on the counter, caging her in. "Yeah, I remember. Woke up with you on my tongue."

"That is not how you woke up," she says with a laugh.

"Oh, must have been a premonition for tomorrow morning." He reaches for an egg and cracks it with one hand. "Course I remember, first time I tasted your milk."

Kagome bites her tongue. Satoru is too quick with it, and of course, he had to bring that up.

"What about it? Want to recreate it?"

She closes her eyes briefly, gathering the strength to continue this conversation. There's a chance he lashes out because she kept it from him. "Later," Kagome says, "right now I wanted to tell you why the window was cracked." She measures out the sugar and adds it to the bowl. It's easier to have this talk with her hands busy. Something to distract her.

"I'm listening," he says, pulling away for a moment. Kagome gasps and widens her legs to accommodate him. "Did it happen when you woke me up? I felt you."

She blows out a breath. No, it is better to have this conversation facing him. Kagome pushes the bowl back and turns around. Her stomach flips on itself as she not so discreetly glances down. After, she tells herself, after she has this talk with him, then she can have him in her mouth. Somehow, she manages to drag her eyes away and back to his face. The floor warms beneath her feet. It's going to take some use to having heated floors.

Satoru grins. "See something you like?" he teases.

"Always." She places her hands on him, lightly scratching at his abs through the fabric. Whoever invented compression tops deserves a generational blessing. "Did you feel off that day?"

Satoru stares at her. "No... I was horny when I woke up, but that's normal these days."

Kagome smiles. Such a Satoru thing to say. "That morning, you kissed me when you woke up, but it wasn't..." She wrinkles her nose. There is no way of saying this without sounding insane. "It wasn't you, you. It was another version of you."

Satoru blinks. "Ya lost me. What?" He laughs.

"You from another world. Universe. Honestly, I thought you woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something else was going on, because he didn't know about Koushi, but he knew about Shippo, and he had a locket that was definitely my energy." She swallows. Why is he looking at her like that? He must think she is insane. Time travel is one thing. She could prove that, but universe hopping is something else.

"Are you saying someone else kissed you?"

"Is that what you got from this?"

"Who's the better kisser?"

Kagome blinks. "You realize it was you, just—" She moans and wraps her arms around his neck, surrendering to the kiss. There's a hunger there. A hint of possessiveness to it. Satoru threatens to consume her. To take over her. With a gasp, Kagome lets him in. Gladly tangles her tongue with his.

She wants more.

Needs more.

It wouldn't take much. His cock is hard and right there. All she has to—Satoru pulls away and smiles at her, but there's nothing serene about it.

Is he jealous of himself?

Satoru grips her hips and turns her around. "Keep baking," he murmurs. His hand slides down. "Did you give him an energy massage? Is that why the window was cracked?"

Kagome rolls her eyes as she reaches for the flour. Goodness, he is obsessed with those massages. "No, I didn't give him a massage. He was upset." She pauses. Satoru isn't seriously going to feel her up while she's baking, right? "He was sealed. He got sealed in that box. I think the locket that his Kagome crafted for him must have interacted with the cursed energy of that box, and instead of him staying locked inside, it sent him to our world."

Satoru hums as he slides a finger inside of her, followed by another. "But he was angry. Did he hurt you?"

"No," she breathes. "No, he didn't hurt me. He was upset. Disoriented. His Kagome was pregnant, so when I denied us being together, it upset him. He figured it out first and he knew about demons, which you didn't know about them at that time. I gave the locket a boost and that sent him back to his world, hopefully." Kagome bites her lip as she measures out the other ingredients, stirring every so often. "Satoru."

"Can I rip this?"

"No," she says sharply. "It's the only apron I have." Kagome tightens her fingers around the whisk handle and pushes back against Satoru. Seriously, how is she supposed to focus on mixing the batter when his fingers are inside her?

"What if I buy you another one?"

"Don't be wasteful. You can just untie it."

Satoru sighs. "Fine." He slides his fingers out and sinks down to his knees. Kagome glances over her shoulder. Satoru winks at her with his fingers in his mouth. "Don't worry about me," he says, palming her ass again before spreading her. "Didn't have dinner."

Does he not care?

"Satoru?"

"Hm?" He looks at her. "Oh, all I heard is that no matter the timeline or universe, we're destined to be together. Now be a good girl and finish making those muffins while I eat yours."

"You're not upset with me?"

Satoru grunts. "No, baby, I'm not upset with you, but I will be if you don't push this ass out further. I mean, it's the least you can do," he says.

Kagome tries to focus on mixing the batter. Tries to fill the muffin tins without making a mess, but Satoru has her weak in the knees. She was correct about Satoru lashing out. The lash of his tongue immobilizes her. She's drowning in pleasure. Some of the batter makes it into the pan while some of it spills on the counter.

"That's my girl," Satoru coos, "Come for daddy."

Kami help her. Kagome holds onto the counter for purchase. Satoru never lets up, spearing her on his tongue. "Satoru!"

"Fuck yeah," he says with a hint of awe infused into his voice. "Kami, I could listen to you coming all day." He stands and wraps his arms around her, keeping her steady. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Kagome sucks in a breath. "You want to record us?"

"Mhmm. Could use that vibrator you bought." He kisses her shoulder. "You made a mess."

"Whose fault is that?" she grumbles. "I need to put these in the oven and set a timer." She reaches for the tin. "Satoru, you gotta let me go."

"Don't wanna. It's your fault for being so soft." He tightens his arms around her and takes a step back, bringing her with him.

"You can't be serious," Kagome says with a laugh as Satoru walks them over to the oven. He's so clingy, but she loves it. She didn't realize how starved she was until now. "What about the other muffins?"

"I'll just attract them to us, no biggie."

Attract them?

Kagome blinks. The muffin tins are floating. Satoru unwraps one arm to open the oven door and immediately pulls her back to him when all the muffins are in the oven and the door is closed once more.

"I want to go with you on a mission tomorrow."

"Uh...you sure you don't want to stay here? Or we could go somewhere like a date."

Kagome wrinkles her nose. She sets her phone down, the timer set for twenty minutes. "I want to come with you." She turns in his arms and grips him, internally sighing at finally having him in her hand.

"Love when you come with me," he jokes. "But..." His brows pinch together. "Why do you want to go on a mission with me?"

She gives him a look, trying to convey what she doesn't want to say, but Satoru either doesn't understand or he wants her to say it. He raises a brow.

"Because I like watching you," Kagome says, stroking his cock. She brushes her thumb over the slit. Satoru's eyes flutter shut, so Kagome does it again. His head is sensitive, she muses. "It's no different from how you like feeling my energy wash over you."

"Exorcising curses turn you on?"

"Watching you in your element does." Kami, just thinking about it, does something to her. She licks her lips and sinks down to her knees this time. "You'll let me come, right?" She moves closer to him, her mouth so close to him she swears she can already taste him on her tongue.

"That's not fair." Satoru groans. He threads his fingers through her hair. "What about—fuck, baby. What about the movie?"

Kagome hums as she watches the pleasure flint across his face. She worships him, working more of his cock into her mouth. "The tripod is portable," she says, before taking him back into her mouth. His hold on her hair tightens. "Please Satoru."

"Fuck! Okay," he agrees. His voice is shaky. "You can come. Just keep sucking me like that... fuck. Your mouth is a dream." He thrusts his hips. Kagome sticks her tongue out, flattening it against the underside of his cock. "Where do you want it?"

In her mouth, obviously. She sucks him harder in response, caressing his balls with one hand and working what she can't fit with her other. Satoru is more than a mouthful. She locks eyes with him, swallowing everything he has to offer. Satoru laughs, but it's short and slightly breathless. Kagome nuzzles her cheek against him. He's still hard.

"I love you too."

A/N: Ya'll I can't believe I'm saying this, but I tried to read a 750+ page book and I legit got tired of the smut. I got like 300 pages in or something close to that and then I couldn't do it anymore. I think really the issue was that it was one POV. The last 750+ page book I read this year had at least four POVs. With that being said...I started watching How To Build a Sex Dungeon for Brat Tamer research.

Side note, I lost half of my Satoru key chain and my husband laughed his ass off because I cried about how the event was canon. I do not know where the half of my key chain went.

Hope you are having an awesome Sunday and I hope you have an even better Monday. Take care of yourselves! Get lots of rest and drink plenty of water.