Kagome taps her fingers on the table as she waits for Satoru. He's late. Other sorcerers have made comments before about how Satoru is always late. Something about how he slacks off during missions or he has too many missions or maybe it's that he doesn't care, and this is his way of asserting dominance.
Frankly, she thinks it's bullshit.
Missions or no missions. When she tells him a time to meet her, she expects him to come promptly. Kagome glances at her hand and pauses. What is she doing? Waiting? She stands and pushes the chair in. The cafe is a small shop, nestled between a bookstore and an express sushi spot. It's not far from Jujutsu High, which is why she chose it, but perhaps taking Satoru's feelings into consideration was giving him too much thought.
She walks out of the cafe without a glance back. Sure, she could have stayed put and ordered what she wanted, but then that would be giving Satoru the impression she is willing to wait on him. Sesshomaru has been rubbing off on her these days. She should go see him. It has been a while.
"Kagome!"
She stops and turns to the side. "You're late." She keeps her voice cool and even.
"I know that, but look. I got you something." Satoru flashes her a smile as he holds out the bag. "Took a little longer than expected, but I think you'll like it." He must have had a mission first thing since he's dressed in his work uniform, but he's also wearing shades instead of his white bandages.
Kagome eyes the bag suspiciously. She likes gifts. Who doesn't? But Satoru's attitude is throwing her off. He is being agreeable. Too agreeable, which means this gift of his reeks with mischief. She takes the bag because even if he is up to no good, then punishing him is half the fun. She brushes the wrapping paper to the side and stares at the box.
"You like it?"
"There seems to be some sort of miscommunication here," Kagome says, snapping her attention back to him. "Unless you got this for yourself." She cocks her head to the side while Satoru opens his mouth and closes it repeatedly. Was he expecting her to be flustered by a ball gag? "And frankly, this is no excuse for you being late. It doesn't take that long to pick one out." She holds the bag out and pushes it into his hand.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"Away from you."
He hurries over to her side and leans his body to the side, blocking her line of sight. "I thought we had plans today."
While she is annoyed by his behavior, they need to discuss the nature of their relationship. "I'm headed to the shrine. You can help me while we talk."
"Awww, but what about breakfast?" He straightens himself up. "I can't even get something to eat?"
"You smell sweet. How many pancakes did you have before you came to meet me?" She leads them to the shrine, which is not close to the cafe, but she enjoys the walk, nonetheless. Huh. He has no answer to that? Satoru is usually chatting nonstop. "My grandfather is out of town for the month, so I'm taking care of the shrine while he is out."
"How did you know?"
"Know what?"
"That it was pancakes. Is your nose that good?" He says it jokingly, but there is a hint of seriousness in his tone. He stuffs his hands in his pockets and looks around the shrine. "There's something different about this one. Been to a couple of shrines, but this one feels more alive."
"I make a lot of pancakes, so I'm sensitive to the smell of syrup." Kagome sidesteps his other comments. No need getting into that right now when she isn't sure how far Satoru is willing to go. She leads them to the shed with the tools and not the one where Gramps likes to keep his collectibles. "The grounds need sweeping."
Satoru stares at the broom. It's hard to see what he is thinking with those shades on, but she can wager a guess it is nothing pleasant. She wrinkles her nose. This shed smells of cleaning products, but at least it doesn't smell of dust and whatever else the other shed does.
"Do you need help?"
He grips the handle and smiles. "Never swept before, but I got it. Can't be that difficult." He says that and yet he makes no effort to get a move on it. "You asked if I wanted to be yours. Does that make you mine?"
She swallows down the no and taps a finger on her lips. "I got ahead of myself," she admits. Seeing Satoru on his knees gave her so much pleasure she nearly fucked him right then and there. "To be in a relationship with me means to partake in the BDSM lifestyle. I do not share and I expect my toys to behave. It's not for everyone and you are free to walk away anytime."
The broom handle splitters. "Toys?"
Did she read him wrong? Kagome frowns. "We can forget this conversation happened."
The broom completely breaks. Satoru snatches his shades off. "That's fucking bullshit," he hisses. "You tell me I can't jerk off and I can't be with anyone else and here you are with other men."
Oh, he's just jealous.
"I'm not attached to anyone. I was speaking in general." She'll need to get another broom now. What a pain. "And I wouldn't entertain another if we're together. That exclusivity goes both ways." Truthfully, she's never been with a brat before. Hojo was a complete sub and loved to be praised and InuYasha was far too reluctant to give up control that the experience was lackluster.
"Oh..." He bites his lip and glances at the broken broom on the floor of the shed. "So, when you say you expect me to behave, are you wanting a sub?"
Kagome nods. "I actually have a checklist for you to fill out, so I know what your boundaries are." She pats her purse. It could be the light, but she swears Satoru's cheeks redden. "But I need help around the shrine first. We can go over that once you're done." She grabs another broom, the only one left, and hands it to him. "Try not to break this one. I'll be in the house working on some souvenirs for the shop."
She's running away. It's easier to talk a big game through text and it would hurt her pride just a little if Satoru turns her down, so she busies herself with creating more protection talismans. It's not much, but this is one way for her to help others without having to physically be there.
This isn't working. She groans and looks at the stack of talismans on the table. Her body is strung as tight as a bow. Sweeping the grounds takes some time, but it doesn't take that long. Maybe he is having second thoughts? She stands and pulls out the paper from her purse, placing it on the table.
The front door opens. Kagome runs her fingers through her hair and mentally shakes off the bundles of anxiety, trying to take root on her shoulders. "All done?"
"Yeah, I'm done," he scoffs as he rubs the back of his head. There's something about that snarky tone that sets her off.
"Yes, Kagome-sama," she snaps. "When we are alone, you will refer to me as Kagome-sama. Do you understand?"
Satoru drops his hand. "Yes, Kagome-sama." He wets his lips and then looks over at the table. "Do you want me to fill that out now?"
"In a moment." She stalks forward and runs a finger down his chest. He's a lot bigger than he looks. The uniform slims him, a shame. "Have you been good?" She slides her hand down and over his groin. "When you are with me, I will use you however I see fit. You are not Satoru, and you are not the strongest when you are with me. We are not coworkers or even acquaintances. I will use you however I want, and should you deserve it, I will punish you. It will hurt, but if you earn it, I will reward you and make sure you enjoy it." Kagome watches him and waits.
"Yes, Kagome-sama." His eyes slide shut for a moment as his chest rises. "I've been good," he breathes.
She strokes him through his pants, watching as he tries to restrain himself. They haven't gone over boundaries yet, so she won't push him too far. Kagome unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants down just enough to free his cock.
Oh. She expected him to be big, but he is far larger than she thought. Kagome keeps her eyes on him as she sinks down to her knees. "This is your reward," she tells him. "Hands to yourself."
"Sorry." He clenches his fists at his sides and stares down at her. Something about the awe reflecting at her makes her want to drag this out longer. Kagome leans forward and wraps her lips around him. She gets why he walks around like he does. Big dick energy, as Ayumi would say. "Fuck, Kagome... Kagome-sama," he corrects himself.
Kagome sucks as she strokes him, twisting her hand as she strokes upward. It's not enough. She wants him to lose control. Lose some of that haughtiness. Kagome licks the underside of his cock, allowing him to rest pressed against her face as her hand circles the head. She smirks as her energy flickers across him like a sparkler.
"Shit!" Satoru thrusts his hips. Kagome gags and then glares at him. Did she tell him he could move? "Shit, Kagome-sama," Satoru coos. "I'm gonna come. You're too good—" his voice breaks off into a strangled cry as she pulls away and tugs harshly on his balls.
"I didn't give you permission to come." Kagome flashes him a smile and then licks the slit. He's salty, but the taste isn't too bitter. She makes a mental note to have him eat more fruit. She licks up the length of his cock, not enough to bring him to completion, but more than enough to tease him. He still thinks he's the one in charge here.
Believes himself to be humoring her. She can see it in the way he bites his bottom lip. The way his eyes are blown. The harshness of his puffs of breath.
"S-sorry," he stammers out. His hands tug on his strands of hair while his legs shake. Kagome hums as she opens her mouth and takes him once more. Her eyes flutter. The heaviness of him on her tongue is exquisite. "Is this my reward every time?"
She hums and stares up at him. She palms his balls, rolling them in her hand.
"Fuck yeah," Satoru groans, throwing his head back.
Kagome rolls her eyes. He still thinks she's going to let him come that easily. She grips his balls and tugs right as his cock slides out of her mouth.
"Oh, come on," he cries out, dropping his hands as he stares down at her. Kagome smiles. It's evil, and it fills her with so much glee. "Kagome. I mean, Kagome-sama, please don't stop," Satoru begs. His hips shake as he thrusts forward.
She should punish him for that, but she sucks harder instead. His cock is wet from her saliva and her hand is slick. When his thrusts become more erratic, Kagome waits until the last second and pulls away.
Satoru stares at her with horror. "Kagome-sama, please. No, I was just about to..." he trails off and then groans as Kagome tucks him back into his boxers and fixes his pants. "I didn't come."
Kagome darts her tongue across her lips and places a hand on his chest. "I never said coming was your reward. You have to earn it." Her eyes dart to his groin and then back to his eyes. "You come when I say you can. If I find that you have disobeyed me, then I will place a cage on you, got it?"
"I... yes, Kagome-sama." Satoru lowers his eyes. His face is flushed.
"Some disciple is good for you." Kagome turns and walks over to the table. She holds up the paper. "You can fill this out now."
A/N: Happy Sunday! I hope you had a great weekend and wishing you a great week ahead. Hopefully, this chapter wasn't too bad. Definitely coming down with something so my sense of judgment is not so good right now lol.
"Can Gojo survive cock warming?" - Right now? No lol. He's could barely handle this.
"Bang Bus in Japan." - I didn't know about this. Now I want to look it up lol.
"They need props." - That ball gag will be used on him, but first Kagome needs to know what his boundaries are. All of this is built on trust.
Take care of yourselves! Get plenty of rest and drink lots of water. I'm going to take it easy this week, though I hope to update again on Sunday.