“Ugh…” Kagome groaned, riding out the filthy waves of her orgasm as Kanako’s wet face gazed rapturously up at her.

From behind Kanako—from inside her, even—Sesshoumaru snarled a curse through the vise of his fangs.

“You chit,” he said, forcing the waif face-down into the mattress. “I had almost forgotten you…”

“Sesshoumaru!” Kagome cried, her legs feeling like jelly as she scrambled to right herself. “Don’t be cruel.”

A scowl darkening his features still, Sesshoumaru relented. Kanako peeled her face up from the futon with a splutter and glared daggers back at him. But Sesshoumaru’s glare was directed at Kagome alone.

“Give that to me,” he said, extending a clawed hand toward her. His sharp eyes glanced toward the bottle laying forgotten at her side. “Her presence is making me limp.”

Kagome could’ve just tossed the sake to him. Instead, she took it up with her as she stood and padded toward him. As she stepped past, Kanako pouted sulkily, which Kagome ignored. Stopping short of Sesshoumaru’s kneeling form, she considered him, as she took another pull from the flask herself. The potent youkai wine burned a path from the tip of her tongue to the pit of her stomach. Against Kanako’s hips, Sesshoumaru’s claws faintly flexed, as he stared at Kagome unblinking.

“Open your mouth,” she said.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed. “Come closer.”

Kagome approached him another inch. The snag of his claws in her untied robe tugged her closer still. Slowly, his gaze traveled the exposed length of her left side, lingering a moment somewhere below her line of sight, before resting level with her own flat stare. The points of his fangs gleamed as she tipped the bottle to him. In her peripheral vision, his buried cock gave the slightest stir.

Even at his horniest, it took a good deal of effort for Sesshoumaru to overcome his aversion to Kanako. So he’d claimed anyway, and Kagome was inclined to believe him. He had to “divide his mind,” he’d explained to her. To fool himself into thinking he was fucking her instead. As much as he despised drinking, it helped to dampen his inuyoukai senses.

Angling the bottle steeply in Kagome’s hand, he emptied it with a grimace. After a minute, his nose wrinkled at her. “I can still smell her on you.”

“It’s too distracting?”

Setting the bottle down, Kagome braced her hand on his right shoulder as she slid her knee up onto his left. A few inches from his face she hovered over him, split and open. Her knuckles skirted the tip of his nose as she dipped her fingers into his hot fanged mouth and then slicked them over her from slit to clit.

“Better?” she asked him, low and breathy.

Sesshoumaru nodded, his eyes slightly fogged. Reflexively, he thrust into the cunt choked around him, Kagome’s reiki-edged nails digging into his shoulder in reprimand when his fine facial stripes began to broaden and fray.

“Keep it together,” she said with a slur.

His eyes followed the lazy slide of her fingers, his pace just as unhurried. “Put them in you.”

Kagome obliged him, fitting first one slim finger, then another, into her dripping hole. The third was a tight squeeze. The tension in Sesshoumaru’s jaw seemed to mirror it.

By now the effects of the sake were starting to hit her in earnest, and she leaned her weight into him as much for support as for restraint. When one of his hands left Kanako to clasp her thigh instead, Kagome didn’t protest it. Panting now herself, she fluttered around the fingers trapped within her.

Her misty eyes trailed over the silvery skew of his bangs, the hauntingly beautiful lines of his face. She was ogling him, she realized distantly, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. Under the veil of her own intoxication, she saw him as she’d used to see him, back when she’d only dared to hazard stolen glimpses of him, back when she’d used to idolize him in her heart.

From terror to awe, and now back to terror again…

All she’d ever felt for him had been some shade of fear.

The first good, full look she’d gotten of him had been that night she’d caught him with Mayuri. He’d looked like a fallen god to her then, and Kagome supposed that was close enough to a monster.

“She was going to come and live with me, you know,” the miko said, hurt suffusing her tone. Sesshoumaru’s brow creased faintly, but she didn’t really give a fuck whether he followed her or not. “We could have shared her, but you took her from me instead.”

His claws pricked her inner thigh. “Would you have liked that—the three of us together?”

Kagome bit her lip at the image: instead of Kanako, it was Mayuri skewered on Sesshoumaru’s cock, Mayuri’s face wedged between her quivering thighs. A whimper formed in Kagome’s throat, but it was Kanako who gave voice to it, as Sesshoumaru began to peak at last.

Both his aura and Kagome’s spiked in agitation.

“Shut up,” they both snapped at Kanako, who quailed, but just couldn’t remain silent beneath Sesshoumaru’s bone-jarring thrusts.

With another growl of frustration, the daiyoukai shoved her off of him altogether. Kanako yelped as he sent her sprawling across the futon. Blinking back at them, she frowned as Sesshoumaru caught Kagome full around the hips and hauled her into him. His face crushed to her mound, nosed between the fingers she’d clapped to shield her prone sex. Stiff with fright, she was on the verge of blasting him from her when she felt his arm jerk. The hard body beneath hers went just as rigid as her own—then, abruptly, lax.

A gravelly groan of satisfaction reverberated through her, and inside Kagome quaked with more than just fear.

“Now,” Sesshoumaru asked roughly, sliding his gaze to hers, “do you understand what I need?”

His eyes were molten, a smoldering liquid gold. Against him, Kagome trembled, soberly conscious of the way he was cupping her under the ass, of the way her toe was now just skirting the floor she’d left behind. With only a few fingers, he held her to him as if she weighed nothing at all. His staggering strength made her feel so nauseatingly weak in comparison.

“Let me go,” Kagome whispered. “Please.”

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Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi

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