I wrote this a while ago. I actually wrote a second chapter for it, but I'm not gonna post the second. I'm gonna leave this as a oneshot.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot and any new characters.
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Most Valentine's Days are supposed to be romantic. Flowers, chocolate, and what those two things can do when combined with sex. Naughty things, things that make a person so hot and bothered that they come at just a word.
Too bad that on what was supposed to be the most romantic day of the year she was left alone. She, Kagome Higurashi, a powerful miko, was all alone.
From the moment she had awakened that morning a sense of dread had come over her. Valentine's Day. Ohh that she wished it was any other day, just not this day. The day when she was to be reminded of the happy couples out there that just couldn't wait until it was time to go home and fuck like animals. The day that she had always been left by herself.
Now here she was dressed in her uniform of a mid-thigh length black pencil skirt, white blouse, and black blazer with her long ebony hair up in a messy bun with tendrils that had escaped unnoticed falling against her neck; standing behind a podium greeting all the guests (most of which were couples) that came for a table at the Shikon.
A five star restaurant, the Shikon has the most prestigious reputation. It is situated on what resembles a cliff and presents a scenic view of mountains from the many windows downstairs. It is well known for its superior food and service. Owned by Japan's wealthiest man, Sesshomaru Taisho. And to top it all off, she had been working there for the past three years as the hostess. And every year she had been the only one available to work on Valentine's Day. Just her luck, having to pretend to be happy and escort all of the gaga-mooneyed couples to their tables.
As another couple came in Kagome sighed and put her mask of happiness into place. Then with a forced smile she greeted the new guests.
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Sesshomaru sat behind his desk, his ear glued to the phone as his younger half-brother Inuyasha complained about how his girlfriend had dumped him today of all days. Sesshomaru wasn't even listening. His attention was instead focused on one of his employees.
On the wall opposite of his desk, were several TV monitors. He kept them so that he could see what was going on in his restaurant when he wanted to. Which had been almost every day for the past three years, at least everyday that she was working.
Kagome Higurashi. The woman who haunted his dreams. The first time he had met her had been shortly after she had first been hired. He had been curious as to how she would handle having her employer coming into the restaurant. So he had brought several business colleagues with him. Her beauty had surprised him greatly, after all he was well known for hating humans. And she was definitely a human. But what had surprised him the most was that she had ignored them at first and finished what she had been doing at the time, before she even had taken the time to look at him.
He had not been happy with her at the time. He had expected immediate attendance. But she had simply counted the number in his group and asked that they follow her. She had led them to the most expensive, the best, and most private room in the entire restaurant. The exact room that he had been about to order her to get for him.
"Please seat yourselves and a waiter will be with you momentarily." she had told them with a smile that did not quite reach her magnificent blue eyes.
As he group had filed passed her, he had hung back and had intended to give her a piece of his mind about never ignoring him again. But as he reached her, she had turned to him and quite coldly had told him that if he had expected her to just drop another customer because he had walked in and give him special treatment that she wouldn't be around for long. After all the Shikon boasted of excellent service and just because he owned the restaurant did not meant that he deserved to be treated with any more respect than a paying customer. After that she had walked away and went back to her position behind the podium, leaving him almost speechless. He had almost fired the wench right on the spot. But what she had said made him realize that she had not intended to be rude but to simply do her job right. He had walked back into the private room even more confused about her than he had been before he had met her. And he had not even said a single word to her yet.
Ever since that first day he had spent more time in the restaurant. He had even started to conduct most of his work out of the office he always kept upstairs just to keep an eye on her. He was a demon and hated humans, yet this human made him want her without even trying. Now he had his eyes staring at the monitor that showed him that his colleague, Koga Shinata had arrived. The damn wolf.
"Hey are you even listening to me?!" demanded Inuyasha's voice.
"No." Sesshomaru replied in a clipped voice.
"You are such an unfeeling bastard Sesshomaru. She dumped me on Valentine's Day. I mean, this is my life that I am talking about." whined Inuyasha. When Sesshomaru didn't answer, he told Sesshomaru goodbye and hung up. Not that Sesshomaru cared. No he didn't.
Kagome was now seating Koga and his date, Ayame, at a table. Koga was looking at her with a look of pure lust but Kagome did not seem to notice. He said something to her that made her blush and made his date glare at both him and Kagome. Ayame quickly excused herself and left the table, heading in the direction of the bathrooms, and leaving Kagome at the mercy of Koga. The damn wolf was getting too close to his woman, Sesshomaru decided as he rose to his feet and headed downstairs, his intent still unknown. Only his instinct telling him that the wolf had to go.
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"So Kagome, when will you give up on refusing to admit that you are my woman?" Koga asked her as soon as Ayame was out of earshot.
"I am not your woman." she replied exasperated.
"Of course you are." he replied
"No, I am not." she returned. "A waiter will be with you shortly to take your orders." she informed him turning to head back to the front of the restaurant.
His hand stopped her. It was wrapped around her wrist and pulling her closer to him. "Come now, is that any way to treat your future mate?" he asked pulling her ever closer to him.
"Let me go." she ordered trying to free her wrist.
"Come on." He urged, his other hand slipping around her waist to fondle her ass. "I promise that you will like it." he whispered into her ear.
Finally her control snapped. Afterward she felt no remorse, only satisfaction. That she could get fired for what she had done was one of the farthest things from her mind. Instead she fisted her free hand, pulled back and punched him right in the face, breaking his nose in the process. Blood spurted out. Everyone in the restaurant stopped what they were doing. It seemed to Kagome that every head in the damn place was turned in her direction. Ayame had even returned, a look of shock on her face. Kagome yanked her wrist free and took a few steps back before hitting what seemed like a solid wall. Turning around Kagome came face-to-face with Sesshomaru's chest.
"Kagome, go upstairs and into my office. I will be there shortly." he told her in a low, extremely sexy voice. Unable to do anything else. Kagome bowed her head and headed in the direction of the stairs leading to the upstairs offices and lockers.
"She broke my nose!" yelled Koga, "That bitch broke my nose!"
Sesshomaru turned to the spectators and said quite frostily, "Go back to your meals there is nothing to see here." his voice never rose in volume, yet everyone heard what he had said and quickly complied. "Shinata, outside." ordered Sesshomaru forcefully.
From the look in Sesshomaru's eyes Koga knew that he had better do what he was told or he would be in deep shit. Ayame stood there with an embarrassed look on her face. She had been trying to get Koga to propose to her for years, now she did not even want to think about him.
"Did you arrive with him?" Sesshomaru asked her.
"Yes."
"My limo will be outside and will drive you home." he told her before turning and heading after Koga leaving her standing in the middle of the restaurant all alone.
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Koga waited outside one of his hands holding a handkerchief to his nose trying to stop the bleeding somewhat. Damn Kagome had a hard punch. What the hell was taking Sesshomaru so long. He had stuff to do.
"Shinata." came Sesshoamru's cold voice.
"Taisho." Koga acknowledged.
"I don't want to see you in this restaurant again." he said in his normal cold, stoic voice. "Stay away from Miss Higurashi too. I don't want to see or hear that you have been any where within five hundred yards of her at any time."
"What's it to you that I want my woman around me." demanded Koga angrily.
"She is not your woman, Shinata." he answered. "She is mine."
"Like hell." Koga took a threatening step forward. "She is mine."
"No." Sesshomaru turned to go back inside. Using great restraint to keep himself from attacking the wolf. "Remember what I said." Then he was gone, leaving Koga alone outside in the snow.
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Kagome had never been in his office before. In truth the extent of her explorations upstairs had been the locker rooms and bathrooms. Now here she was standing just inside the massive office that belonged to her boss.
The room was dark. A large mahogany desk with a phone and no clutter was across the room. A group of windows behind it that looked out at the view of mountains. Several TV monitors were placed on the wall beside her. They were all off though. A couple of comfortable looking chairs were in front of the desk, and a small black loveseat was propped up against the left wall.
Through a doorway to the right, she saw a massive, must have been custom ordered bed, that took up almost the entire adjacent room. The sheets, pillows and covers were all black and looked to be made of silk.
All in all the office was huge, almost as big as her apartment. She stood there uncertain of what was expected of her. The hand she had decked Koga with throbbed with pain. She had hit him harder than she had thought. Looking down at it, she saw that she had split her knuckles and that they were bleeding and swollen. Somehow the pain seemed to get worse. But she just stood there looking at her knuckles. Trying to think of how she had gotten herself into this mess.
It had all started the night she had first met her boss. She had just begun to seat a couple of customers when he had arrived. She had decided that she would finish seating her guests before she escorted her boss to his private dining room.
Then she had gotten that first good look at him. He had stood there in a black business suit with his long silver hair tied behind his head, making him look extremely dignified. His amber eyes had captured her and almost made her forget who he was. Then she recognized the anger in his cold eyes and her own temper had started to stir. She had not even noticed his party yet when she looked at him. It wasn't until she heard a cough that she saw the others. Quickly she counted the group and grabbed the menus. Before beckoning them to follow her.
After she had them all seated in the room she had told he boss off. The next day she had been expected to be fired but was surprised when she wasn't. However, it had been that night that Koga had first become what seemed like obsessed with her. He began coming to the restaurant often just to see her, then he began on the whole you-are-my-woman kick. She just couldn't stand it. For three years Koga had been close to stalking her almost. He had called her at home, had called all her friends and asked for information on her. He had even come to her house at odd times. She had changed her locks and phone number countless times. She had even moved once and he had still found her. It had finally gotten to the point where she had had enough of his shit.
Now she knew for a fact that she was about to lose her job. After all you cannot expect Sesshomaru Taisho, the man who demanded perfection, to overlook an employee breaking the nose of one of his business partners. So she took her blazer off and draped it over the arm of a chair. She was suddenly feeling too restricted by it.
The sound of someone clearing their throat brought Kagome back to the present. She turned toward the sound only to come face-to-face with Sesshomaru.
"I am sorry, Sesshomaru-sama." she said before he could say anything and before her courage deserted her. "I should never have hit him. But he deserved it."
Sesshomaru still did not say anything, instead he walked over to his desk and sat down. Kagome readied herself for him to fire her. Sesshomaru sat down and would have winced in pain if it had not been for the many centuries he hadbeen alive. The pain in his groin from wanting her so much was becoming almost too much for him. He just knew that he had to have her soon.
"There is nothing to be forgiven Kagome." he told her honestly. "After all I am aware that Koga Shinata has been bothering you recently."
"I wouldn't call it recent." muttered Kagome under her breath, forgetting that Sesshomaru was a demon and could hear her.
"Then what would you call it?" he asked.
Kagome's head bolted upright. Only now remembering who her boss was. "Well, it's just that he has been doing stuff like tonight for about three years now. I just had enough of it tonight." she admitted.
"Wait, aren't you going to fire me?" she asked.
"No."
"Oh."
Sesshomaru looked at her strangely. She seemed not to comprehend that he was strangely proud that she had done what she did. If it had been him, Koga would not be walking home with a broken nose, he wouldn't be walking period.
"Well in that case, I guess that I will get back to work." she mumbled and turned to walk out of the door. Instead she heard the lock click into place. Sealing her inside with Sesshomaru. "What the . . ." She whirled around to look at her boss, he looked exactly the same, no emotion, just a stoic mask. "Sesshomaru-sama?"
"Come here." ordered Sesshomaru. Slowly Kagome walked a few steps forward then stopped. Sesshomaru had stood up and was walking around his desk coming even closer to her. "Closer." She took another couple of steps. "Give me your hand." Kagome held out her uninjured hand to him.
"The other one." Confused, Kagome raised her bloodied hand. He grasped her hand firmly, but not hurting her. Then he did something that she had not expected in the least. He lifted her bloodied hand to his mouth and licked the blood off of her knuckles. He just kept licking her hand, determined to get all the blood off. For some strange reason, a completely unwanted feeling of pure, intense desire shot through her body. She whipped her hand away from his warm mouth and looked into his amber eyes.
He did not say a word. Instead, he pulled her closer to him and brought her hand back to his mouth. Slowly he slipped his mouth over one of her fingers and sucked slightly on it before releasing it. Only one thought in his head. She would be his in every way before she took one step out of this office.
"Sessho - - " she tried only to have her words cut off by Sesshomaru's mouth taking possession of hers. His tongue slid into her mouth unexpectedly and enticed her own to duel with his. At first Kagome was too shocked to do anything more than just stand there with his mouth moving over hers in a slow seductive rhythm. Then she kissed him back. Her mouth moving in perfect time with his. She sucked his tongue into her mouth then tormented it with her own.
Sesshomaru's hands came to her waist pulling her body into full contact with his. He knew that she could feel his arousal through their clothes and didn't care. She drove him crazy. Just the sight of her on one of the TV monitors and he was instantly hard. Now that she was in his arms, it was almost like his cock was twenty times harder. Her soft, lush breasts pressed against his chest begging him to touch them. Cupping them, he teased the nipples through the fabric of her shirt until they hardened into tight buds, calling for his mouth to cover them. Impatiently, he let his claws grow, making slits into the fabric of her blouse, then pulling the fabric apart.
Kagome gasped, pulling her mouth away from his when she heard the sound of tearing fabric. Her shirt was ruined. She had not worn a bra because she had known that her blazer at work would cover it and no one would be the wiser. But she was not wearing the blazer, she had taken it off, and now Sesshomaru knew her secret. His eyes were molten gold staring at her round, pink tipped breasts.
Kagome was about to take a step back when his mouth descended and his began to suckle one of the nipples deeply into his mouth, scraping his teeth over the sensitive skin lightly, his other hand teasing the other bud with sure fingers. She moaned and tangled her fingers into his hair, holding him to her. He switched his attentions to the other breast and repeated the sensual process again.
Kagome did not know what was happening to her. She did not know what to think or do. So she held Sesshomaru to her and let her instincts guide her. She arched against him and offered him more. She trailed her hands down his shoulder and back, over his chest and teased his own nipples. Then she was in his arms and he was carrying her over to the loveseat laying her down on her back. His hands went immediately to her skirt and tore the concealing fabric from her body. A small black thong the only thing hiding her body from his gaze. It made him wild thinking that the only thing keeping him from her was just a little bit of cloth. Forcing some restraint, Sesshomaru peeled the thong from her, down her long legs, and the threw the offending piece as far from his as possible.
She lay before him like an offering. Completely naked, her body responding to his touch, begging him for it. Her blue eyes were glazed with passion, inviting him to her. His clothes became way too confining, holding him back from his woman. He tore them from his body, throwing them in the same direction of the thong. Seconds later he covered her body. Although it barely fit on the loveseat.
He moved his hands down her front, teasing her breasts again. Only this time, when he took one of the buds into his mouth his hands continued to travel over her body. Exploring the magnificent curves made only for him; the soft, satin skin that was pale and glowing. Finding all the hidden spots that made her moan and urge him onward.
He trailed wet, hot kisses that seemed to scorch her down her flat stomach. His tongue circled her navel and nipped lightly with his growing fangs, before continuing on his path to the very heat of her desire. Her pussy was slick and ready, pulsing with need for him.
"You are so wet for me." he murmured as he deliberately traced her pussy with one clawed finger. Then he inserted it through her folds into the sheath that he was about to lay claim to. He almost lost his control as he felt her arch against his hand, her inner muscles clamping onto his finger tightly. He withdrew the finger and met her eyes as he sucked the finger into his mouth tasting her essence. He nearly came right there. The look in her eyes was almost his undoing.
He was torturing her. Kagome was certain of that. He kept doing so many wonderful things to her then stopping. And looking into her eyes with lust so clearly written there. When he touched her the desire that streaked through her system was so intense that she felt like crying over it. She arched against him, in a silent demand that he finish what he had started. Her blue eyes meeting his golden.
"Take me." she demanded. Spreading her legs for him. Revealing more of her wet, demanding pussy to him. Then he was there, his mouth teasing her folds. Sliding up and down circling the hidden pebble but not touching it. Driving her crazy. His tongue kept sliding into her sheath only to withdraw just a quickly. "S...s..ess..ho.." she managed to get out just as he quit teasing her and suckled on her pebble. His fingers entering her at the same time. Unable to stop herself, she came. Her body shook with her orgasm. "SESSHO!!!!!" she screamed as she came.
Sesshomaru licked her as she came. Her juices, the taste of her driving his even more wild. She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled him up her body. She looked into his eyes and demanded in a near-shout. "Fuck me!" Her hand moving down his body ever closer to her goal. She stroked his cock with sure hands. Softly tracing the long length of him and then cupping him.
Unable to take it, he pulled her hand away and forced both around his neck. Spreading her legs he plunged into her. Her tightness squeezing him so hard that it was like a second skin to him. Kagome moaned, arching her hips against his in a completely innocent, yet thoroughly demanding manner. His control snapped, and he pulled almost completely out. Then thrust back into her hard. Over and over again. When he felt her close to her peak, he stopped.
"Tell me what you want, bitch." he demanded. He swirled a finger around her clit again, but did not touch her.
"I . . . want . . ." she moaned. "FUCK ME!!!" she demanded with a groan. She arched against him again. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded.
"As you wish." Sesshomaru complied and began to thrust into her hard and fast, using almost demon speed that she somehow managed to keep up with. Her walls clenched around him as she climaxed, his fangs lengthened. As he came, he bit into her neck marking her as his own.
Damn, he had never had a woman respond to him this way. Never had felt a sheath so tight against him. Never felt the pleasure of the mating act so intensely that he would never let her go. Never been so damn hard in his entire life. Despite it all he was still hard in her and was demanding her again.
And he would take her. Again and again until he was satisfied.
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Much, much later.
Kagome lay on her stomach half off of the bed. Sesshomaru held her tightly in his arms refusing to let her go even in sleep. His cock was still buried deep inside her.
All in all, it was the best Valentine's Day ever, to her way of thinking. Just what she had needed. She closed her blue eyes and cuddled closer to the demon who held her. Definitely the best.