Book of Steamy Prompts by Sora-chan

Shikon.....Flipped

Thank you for all the love, I’m so happy you guys are enjoying these prompts as much as I enjoy writing them. I’m actually a little nervous about this one, I really hope you guys enjoy.

Plot: Alternate Shikon App universe. Sesshoumaru is using the app to find a dominant.

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A lone man sat in a semi-private table in the upscale restaurant, listening to the din of people eating, talking and laughing around him. He took a sip of his wine. His date was late. And he didn’t tolerate tardiness.

He had met her through a very discreet dating app that he had been using to meet partners recently, he had certain proclivities that required a specific hand. He was a high profile person, it went without saying that it was taboo for him to have a less than ‘normal’ sexual appetite and rather than meet dates the normal way and risk having his private matters exposed, he was very careful in his dealings. 

This is why Shikon appealed to him, it required a lot of effort and money to sign up, and then you were vetted before they accepted you as a member. Not everyone was accepted, and he was very ok with such a discriminating situation. His date tonight was a beautiful woman he met and had been speaking to for a few days, she didn’t mince words when it came to talking about her kinks and he appreciated that about her, he didn’t like to beat around the bush and told her in no uncertain terms what he was looking for. She told him she was happy to provide. 

Which is why it was rankling him that she was not here at the appointed meeting time.

A petite woman walked up to his table, she smiled in thanks at the usher who guided her and sat daintily in the empty chair in front of the imposing man. He narrowed his eyes at her.

“You are late.” He greeted.

She smiled in reply, red painted lips stretched easily on her pretty features. “I know.” She took a sip of water while a glass of wine was poured for her, thanking the waiter that left them for the moment.

“How are you Sesshoumaru?” She asked nicely, resting her chin in her upturned wrist, elbow on the table.

"You don't look like your pictures" he intoned.

"You expected me to come here in full latex?" She quipped with a raised brow and he paused, nearly choking on his wine. She had a point, all of her pictures were kinky, he really didn’t know how she looked normally. Now that he did, he couldn’t help but think that she was...cute. He didn’t do cute.

The Kagome that he had been speaking to was a vixen who didn’t mince words, she kept him on his toes and looked like a complete sex pot. Her body was killer, curvy in all the right places with full breasts that had him looking twice, he was normally a leg and ass man, but he couldn’t deny that her bosom wasn’t also perfect. The woman before him was attractive, her blue eyes clear and amused. He had a difficult time marrying the two women together, he wondered if he put her on a pedestal.

Kagome continued to smile at the man before her, completely aware of what was happening, it was by design. She knew he was mentally superimposing her profile pictures and their conversations and trying to see if she really was who she had been while they spoke. She knew his type all too well and had determined to play to his weaknesses, this was what she did after all. 

She was a psychologist by day and her intimate knowledge of people coupled with her innate need for control made her the perfect dominant for powerful men who craved to give up their power.

"Powerful men like you like to dismiss, and disregard unassuming women like myself. But it's us ‘demure, mousey, librarian types’ that give you exactly what you want." She whispered, leaning towards him, emphasizing that he missed that she was showing a fair amount of cleavage. She swirled her finger on the rim of her wine glass watching as his eyes zeroed in on her breasts for a moment.

"You don't want a demure woman who gives you everything you want with some pushback because they do have spines but, in the end, they care about your happiness, so they relent. No, you want someone who will take their pleasure and consider leaving you wanting. You want someone who will take what they want, ultimately giving you what you want. Men like you want power in everything, even your women. I can give you that power. I can give you the power to fuck me with your eyes here in this restaurant. I can give you the power to achieve the orgasm your balls so desperately want. I can also take power from you and leave you here panting, unable to come after me because you can't will your erection down fast enough." She took a sip of her wine, keeping eye contact with his own hazel gaze. She saw the slow realization leak into them.

"Still think I know nothing about being in control now, pet? If you're a good boy, I'll let you taste me tonight." She purred.

Sesshoumaru swallowed thickly and looked at the woman in front of him in a brand-new light. The face he thought of as too cute morphed into the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen as her sapphire pools hardened into ice chips and her cutsie smile turned smirk. While she spoke, her heeled foot made its way unhesitatingly up his leg and was massaging his crotch. The way her eyes challenged him as she exerted her power over him coupled with just enough pleasure and pain, he was utterly enthralled and hard as a rock. He wanted her, now.

She accepted his perusal, seeing the newfound respect in his eyes, and sipped her wine. She caressed her tilted neck innocently, while the massaging leg kept its pace, stroking his length against his pant leg.

“I apologize.” He murmured, taking a slow sip from his glass.

“I know,” she whispered breathily. “Now that we’re on the same page, do you want to continue with our...association?”

“Yes.” He replied quickly, too quickly by the smile on her face. 

“You’re not just saying that because you like my tits, are you?” She joked, watching as his eyes took a longer glance at her breasts, he cleared his throat when she smirked at him. “Cause if you play your cards right, you might see more of my ass tonight.” she purred, feeling his cock jump under her foot.

Sesshoumaru watched her warily, she was different from the other doms he had ever had. It seems she was testing him, and he was unsure if he passed or failed. She put him on edge in a way a woman never had before, even with his other dominants he felt there were moments where he could dictate how she responded to him. But with Kagome, he felt defensive and a step behind. She was good, and he wanted to keep her. 

Now he just had to figure out how to continue this night in the right direction.

Their waiter came back and took their orders, Kagome allowing Sesshoumaru to order for her, throwing him off kilter once again. She had that smile on her face again, as if she knew what she was doing was disconcerting to him. Her continued footsie served as another distraction as well.

“So, how was work today Sesshoumaru? It must be stressful keeping up with a multibillion-dollar conglomerate.” She spoke lightly, not phased that the man before her was one of the most eligible bachelors in Japan.

“Yes, which is why I have an elite team of directors and managers who I trust to keep everything in order.” He replied, comfortable talking about business. “And you, what do you do in the daytime hours?”

“I actually just graduated university -” She started, and he cut her off.

“You’re a child.” He sniffed, wondering if he really wanted to continue a relationship with an early twenty something. He wondered if she lied on her profile, it said she was older.

“Tsk. Thank you for thinking so, but I’m hardly a child. I didn’t lie on my profile, that's against the rules in any case. I just got my doctorate.” She smirked as he drank some water to hide his embarrassment. “Don’t worry, I’m not looking for a sugar daddy, if I were, you’d already know about it.” She laughed. “Been there, done that.”

“Though I guess this is the perfect time to ask how you feel about sharing, you seem like the type to not mind, but I’d appreciate it if you were upfront. I sometimes have a few partners, a roster if you will. How do you feel about that?”

Their food came and interrupted his answer, once their waiter left, after topping up their glasses, they tucked into the meal. There was no need for it to get cold after all.

“I sometimes have multiple partners as well; however I currently am not seeing anyone. If this changes I will let you know.” He finally replied.

“Ooh, I get to have you all to myself.” She laughed, a tinkling sound. “Don’t worry, I won’t ruin others for you.”

He smirked around a bite of meat, he found it cute that she thought she would make such an impact. He was conveniently forgetting that he was only now feeling less on edge since she arrived and that her leg was resting on his knee. He was excited to see how the rest of the night would go.

.:o0o:.

Sesshoumaru grunted as his secretary placed a folder on his desk and quit the room. He was in a foul mood. This seemed to be happening more frequently and he was loath to admit that Kagome was the cause.

He was very fulfilled sexually; the woman knew just how he needed to be treated and did so unflinchingly when they were in a scene. She was very caring and sweet in her aftercare and sometimes it threw him off. But that was nary the problem, the problem was her other lovers. He didn’t think he would have been as affected by them as he was. She didn’t always make time for him, instead he had to be available for when she had time, and it rankled him. Coupled with the fact that he knew this was because she was providing relief to others made him very upset. 

He never believed he would become so selfish about a lover, yet here he was.

They had been casually dating for two months now, he propositioned her the night of their first date while he lay panting in his guest room after she rode him to her completion. Their night had led them to his home, she had given him a choice of a Shikon hotel room or his home and surprised by the choice, he chose his home. He had thought she would have demanded a neutral space.

She didn’t take long to get settled, he remembered.

“Do you have any preferred safe words?” She asked, setting her coat and purse on the dresser. She stretched, arching her back and pulling her calves taut, he eyed her curves in her fitted dress, not realizing that she had started zipping it down until he saw black lace peaking. He swallowed.

“Yes,” he licked his lips, realizing he still had on his suit and started loosening his tie, “Litigation.”

She laughed, throwing her head back, “Colour me unsurprised.” 

She stepped out of her dress, folding the fabric carefully, giving him time to take in her new outfit. The lingerie was lacy and snug, dipping low in the back and pulling tightly over her ass, displaying the round mounds for his attention. She turned slowly, showing the high cut of her panties that tied into the bra to create a bodysuit and how it enhanced her small waist and wide hips. Her breasts were cupped and pushed up in her bra, nipples already peaked from the sexual awareness of him.

“You like what you see Sesshoumaru?” She purred, cocking a hip to the side, a smirk on her features. He licked his lip, staring. “I asked a question; I expect to be answered.” She spoke, tone flat.

“My apologies, yes. I do like what I see.” He spoke quickly.

“When you apologize to me, I want you to say you’re sorry. Do you understand?”

“Yes Kagome.”

“Good.” She purred, walking up to him and cupping his face, her hand went into his blonde hair and she scratched his scalp with her manicured nails. His eyes closed at the sensation, his breath leaving in a gasp when she stretched up and nibbled his ear, her perfume teased him. 

“As long as you do as I say, you will have amazing sex.” She spoke breathily, he understood what she didn’t say; that she would enjoy herself regardless.

Easing away from him, she motioned for him to sit and take off his jacket. “I am not an unfair lover, in fact, I want us to have as much sex as possible. But do not pass your place with me. I do not always resort to painful punishment, I like a little pain with my pleasure.” she said again, fluffing her hair behind her shoulders. “Take off your clothes, let me see all of you.” She finally ordered, and he eagerly stripped for her gaze.

He sat on the bed, bare to her gaze. One could say he was preening, because he was aware, he was an amazing physical specimen and he also wanted her approval, good things came with approval.

“Touch me,” She ordered, stepping closer. Her eyes slipped closed when he cupped one breast and rubbed his thumb against her hardened nipple. His other hand rested on her hip, slipping to fondle her backside as well. She arched into his touch, straddling his lap and offering more of her lace covered skin to his touch.

She kissed him then, biting his lip and pressing herself against his impressive length. She pulled back and nibbled his neck, moaning into his ear, “take me into your mouth.”

He eagerly uncovered her breasts, pushing them together and admiring the jeweled surprise that he uncovered. Her nipple rings winked at him, and he was eager to play with them. Taking a jeweled nipple into his mouth, he swirled his tongue and sucked, pulling a moan from the woman above him, she ground her hips against him, and he took that as a sign to greedily continue.

He was tonguing her other breast when she grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, he wondered for a moment if it was in reprimand. Her mouth was open, panting, and her blue eyes were darkened in lust. He was mesmerized for a second.

“Let’s see how good you are at making me cum.” She challenged and he stood. She went to wrap her legs around him, but he was already laying her on the bed. She eased up on her elbow and watched him kneel in front of her, spreading her thighs. He pulled off her panties, baring her bald pussy to his gaze.

He ran a finger up her moist slit and locked eyes with her before following the path with his tongue. She tilted her head back in pleasure, baring her neck and he continued his pleasurable assault. He alternated between sucking her clit and thrusting into her core with his tongue and fingers. She was shivering and moaning above him, arching in pleasure.

“Yes! Don’t...stop.” She cried, feeling her body clench and shudder.

Sesshomaru hungrily picked up his pace, he could feel her walls clenching around his tongue and knew she was close. Her legs wrapped around his head, to keep him there and he thrust his fingers faster, hearing her keening moan. She started to convulse, crying out her release and her legs went lip against his back.

He eased back on his heels, licking his lips while he watched her pant and recover, male pride running through him. He knew he would be rewarded after that display. 

Sure enough, she was very appreciative, guiding him to sit on the bed once more. 

“I just might keep you.” She nipped his ear, eliciting a hiss. “I want to taste you, but if you cum I will leave, and we’ll never find out if you’re as good with your dick as you are with your tongue.” He only nodded in response and she bit his nipple in reprimand.

“Yes.” He grunted.

“You’re no longer allowed to touch me.” She ordered and he cursed inwardly, regretting the slip up. At least she didn’t go back on wanting to taste him, he had to make sure he didn’t mess up again, he wanted to be deep inside her.

“I’m sorry, forgive me.” he tried, biting out the words he rarely used in everyday life. She knew what she was doing when she demanded his apologies.

“You learn quickly, good.” She said kneeling before him and taking him in hand. He gasped at the sensation, bucking his hips when she sucked him within her wet mouth, his poor neglected cock happy at the new development.

She savoured him, taking her time to set a maddeningly slow pace, pressing her tongue against the veins on the underside of his shaft. She swirled her tongue on the tip, sucking him in shallow strokes while humming and caressing his balls with her finger. She followed the strokes with her hand, firmly grasping what she didn’t fit in her mouth. He fell back on the bed, panting in pleasure. His toes curled as she passed over a particularly sensitive spot, once, twice. He needed her to stop or else he was going to cum down her pretty little throat.

“Ka-kagome.” He grunted, unwilling to break her no touching rule to stop her, he had to hope she would take his verbal cues.

She moaned, her quivering throat passing along the sensation and he bucked his hips once more.

“Kagome…...please!” He begged, fisting the sheets, he was right there, and much to his relief and disappointment, she stopped. Releasing his length with a wet pop and licking her swollen lips. He eased on his elbows and saw her reach for a condom, he plopped back down happily, thanking every deity he knew that she was planning on continuing. He felt her take him in hand again, stroking his length before he felt the thin plastic sheathe him. He grunted; it was cold.

“There there.” She cooed, climbing on top of him. She kissed him before leaning up and grazing his face with her breasts, her nipples teasing him. He tried to suck one into his mouth, but she leaned away much to his disappointment.

She kissed him again, deeply. And while their mouth battled for dominance, she lowered herself onto him, both of them moaning into the kiss when she fully straddled him. She could feel him stretching her deliciously and clenched her muscles. He grunted.

She raised herself and let gravity pull her down onto his member again, moaning lightly at the feeling of him filling her. She gripped him around the neck and squeezed the sides of his throat while bouncing and grinding his dick. He gasped, the sound ending in a moan as his eyes widened fractionally. She let go, allowing him to breathe before restricting his airway again, moaning herself when she started to feel the fluttering in her belly. Letting go again, she pressed along his throat once more, picking up the pace of her hips. Soon she was too focused on her impending orgasm to choke him anymore. He grunted as she squeezed him within her, her bouncing becoming less smooth before she curled over on top of him, quivering.

He ached to touch her, to grab her hips and thrust up into her. But he didn’t dare do that until she gave him leave to.

“Please.” He hissed, needily.

She leaned over him and kissed his lips, biting his lower lip.

“Fuck me.” She commanded, and he didn’t need to be told twice. Grabbing her hips, he pressed his heels into the bed and thrust up, setting a quick pace. Kagome cried out on top of him, gripping his shoulders and throwing her head back as the pleasure overtook her. She screamed, coming again, this one extended due to Sesshoumaru’s continued thrusts. They became jagged as he felt his orgasm wash over him finally. He groaned loudly, almost snarling at the force of his release.

They both sagged bonelessly in his bed and she took her time running her fingers through his hair and trailing them sensually on his hypersensitive skin.

He typed stiltedly, upset and horny, but enjoying the memory. It had been almost a week since he last saw her, felt her and he was wanting. He was almost ready to do something bad just to be reprimanded. Though, after their last scene, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go backwards. 

She had allowed him to fuck her from behind, and he had, very enthusiastically. Not ever thinking she would have given him the pleasure. Then they spent the rest of the night cuddling and talking, completely at ease with each other. He felt like that was an invisible milestone that they gleefully passed.

They spoke almost daily, and he was actually waiting for her to reply to his latest message. He sighed through his nose, disbelieving that he was this attached so quickly. It couldn’t have been just the sex, she really was a wonderful person as well, sensitive and caring, when she wasn’t incensing him with her sharp quips.

His phone rang and he glanced and saw Kagome's name pop up on the screen. Grabbing it quickly he answered, putting the device to his ears.

"Kagome." He greeted.

"Sesshoumaru!" He could hear her smiling on the other line. "Are you free this weekend?" She asked, cutting to the chase.

"Any particular day?" He asked, checking his calendar quickly, ignoring the way his heart pounded in his chest at just hearing her voice.

"The whole weekend." She said and he paused.

"I'm free." He said quietly, hopefully.

"Great! Do you wanna spend the weekend with me?" She asked.

"Yes." He found himself saying before thinking, but he knew this was definitely something he wanted. This was new, hopefully they could take the time to explore.

“Perfect, I will send you details.” She sounded almost shy now, before they hung up.

Kagome’s heart was pounding as she looked at her phone, ‘well that went better than anticipated.’ She thought with a sigh.

She had been nervous, because she did something she never expected to do. She put a pause on her roster. Not that she had many lovers in rotation, but she found that she hadn’t been spending as much time with Sesshoumaru as she actually wanted to. And it wasn’t until the two members of the thruple she was in commented on her distracted state, she would have never stopped to analyze the feelings otherwise.

Kagura and Naraku had been understanding Kagura more so. Naraku had become jealous, but Kagura tempered his anger, reminding him that they had been long time lovers and a break was good because they wanted to try for a baby. 

That was almost a week ago, she had spent the rest of her now free time analyzing what she felt for the stoic businessman. She used to think he was an enigma, her formal training teaching her how to learn to figure him out, but she hadn’t needed any of that. He was open with his mind once you knew which questions to ask and where to look. 

Was she attracted to him? Very. Did she like spending time with him? Yes, she did. Did she love him? No, but she could. And there lied the danger. She spent a lot of time disregarding this feeling, it was risky to fall for a man like him. Though, he didn’t give her reason to believe he would use her, and she was only making assumptions.

She decided that a weekend together, just the two of them and no distractions would be the best time to see if her feelings were returned and if there could be more to their association than just sex. She was nervous, she couldn’t tell the last time she initiated a relationship. And she felt she had so much more to lose if he didn’t feel the same way.

“What have you gotten yourself into this time girlie?” She moaned, thumping her head on her desk.

.:o0o:.

This idea had been nagging me for a bit, and I left it pretty open in case I wanted to add to it. (which I probably will XD)

I like the idea of a dominant Kag and a submissive Sess, but I didn’t want to use the regular trope of her being a full-on dominatrix. We normally have Sess giving the sexual commands and Kagome being left to his mercy and just enjoying the pleasure, so I wanted to flip the script a little.

I could pick this apart all day, but I won’t, I really hope you liked it

Sooo what do you think?

Much love!

-sora