Blanket disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Okay, had to write it while the writing was good. Apparently my muse thought that it would be funny to write this even though I'm in the middle of two other stories. So thank you muse!
And a special thank you to my friend Sunset Miko for being my impromptu beta! What would I do without you and your all-nighters?
And now, on to the story! Enjoy!
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**** Coming out of the Closet ****
He slammed her against the wall of the broom closet before kissing her roughly on the mouth. Her hands entangled themselves in his long silver hair to press him even tighter against her body wantonly. His hands remained splayed against the wooden wall as he continued the delicious assault of his tongue along the inside of her hot mouth. She moaned into the kiss as he pressed his hips into hers, allowing her to feel his need for her against her inner thigh. His hands finally left their position on the wall to traverse her body ravenously. He rubbed his hands up and down her sides as his mouth moved from hers in search of the silken flesh of her neck. She obediently tilted her head in order to give him better access, and allowed her self to take a few deep panting breaths before she spoke.
"We shouldn't be doing this," she breathed into his ear which caused him to shudder.
"Hn," was his only answer.
She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as he grabbed her leg behind the knee and lifted it to rest on his hip so that he could press more firmly into her. His lips made a trail across her collar bone to pay homage to the other side of her wonderful throat. She ran her hands along his back before coming to his chest and underneath his coat. She lifted the coat over his shoulders and he effortlessly shrugged out of it and his tie, paying the pieces of cloth no attention as it dropped to the floor of the small room.
He brought his hands back up to her body and palmed her breasts with urgency. She dropped her head back against the wall as she ground her hips against his. Their breaths were coming out hard as they worked a rhythm against each other. She arched her back when his lips moved lower down her neck and past her collar bone, only to stop when they met fabric at the end of her v-neck dress. His hands left her breasts and fumbled for the zipper on her back. He leaned in to kiss her once again on her plump lips now swollen from his attentions. She opened up her mouth and ran her tongue over his sharp fangs lightly. The tips of his fangs scratched her appendage causing it to bleed ever so slightly, but it was enough to cause him to falter for a moment. He groaned and began sucking on her tongue to retrieve more of her delicious life essence, his hands pausing momentarily from undoing her zipper.
When the need for breath overruled their desire they pulled away from each other to rest forehead against forehead. They both were panting and hot as they took in one another's half-hooded eyes, filled with unbridled lust.
"We...we really shouldn't be doing this," she reiterated to him.
He smirked and leaned in once more to place light butterfly kisses on her neck. "Why not?" he asked between pecks.
"Because. Because someone might find us," she rationalized half-heartedly. Her hands worked the buttons of his shirt as she said this, making her words lose all significance.
"Let them find us," his low baritone voice whispered across her skin.
"But Inu-"
"I said...let them find us. I care not if my half-brother catches us." There was a tone of finality in his words and she brooked no further argument as his hand finally dragged the zipper down the back of her dress. With her skin over-sensitized, the slipping of the dress down her body felt rough and it sent chills up and down her spine. The dress pooled at her feet and she looked down at it as she gracefully stepped out of circle of fabric and nudged it away gently. Her head then lifted back up and her breath hitched in her throat when she saw the hungry look in his eyes as he gave her a slow once-over.
His shirt was unbuttoned and she took the chance to admire his beautifully chiseled chest and stomach. He smoothly let the shirt fall from his back and then kicked off his shoes before coming to stand directly in front of her once more. Her breasts pushed against his chest and she lowered her hands to his belt. His golden eyes never left hers as she deftly unbuckled the strap of leather. Then her slender fingers worked the button and zipper of his pants, allowing them to fall haphazardly on the floor along with all the other articles of clothing.
They stood their in their undergarments, taking in each other's forms as best as they could in the darkness of the closet. She suddenly grabbed the waistline of his boxers and pulled him flush against her once more and their actions began anew with an even hastier pace. The rest of their clothes were shed quickly and his lips immediately sought out her breasts. Running his tongue across a taught nipple, his hand massaged the other before working its way down her body. His fingers brushed against the seam of her wet folds and she gasped a little at the wonderful sensation it sent through her. He moistened his finger with her essence before dipping it inside of her, drawing a moan from her throat. "Ohhh..."
She bucked her hips against his hand as he pumped his finger into her. Her long leg had settled once more on his hip which allowed him easier access to her while his pace remained steady. Her hands were wrapped tightly his hair and if it were not for the fact that he was a demon, it may have hurt. But the fact of the matter is that he was indeed a demon, and the slight pain of her pulling his silky hair was giving him a deliciously naughty feeling. His teeth nipped lightly at her pert nipple and it sent a new wave of pleasure over her. The pad of his thumb was rubbing circles over her bundle of nerves and she felt herself nearing her peak.
He withdrew his finger from her slick passage before she climaxed and she gave a whimper at his teasing. He did not let her suffer long as he pushed her more firmly against the wall and dropped to his knees, bringing both her legs to drape over his shoulders.
"Oh gods!" she screamed out when she felt his tongue snake over her nether lips. He used his fingers to open her to him and began his sensual attack on her. Her hands were fisted so tightly in his hair that her knuckles were turning white and her head moved from side to side as the sensations became too much. He sucked on her clitoris once before running his tongue down her folds, taking in all he could of her wonderful ambrosial liquid. The scent of her arousal surrounded him, making him even more painfully hard. He could feel the muscles of her inner walls clenching around his tongue and knew she was once again close to reaching her peak. He quickened his pace a bit, and that was all it took before she fell over the edge. He lapped at her as she came, enjoying everything she had to offer him, while she took in quick breaths to try and regain her bearings.
He gently lifted her legs off of his shoulders and made his way up her body, leaving kisses in his wake. Her legs were weak from her release so she held onto his shoulders for support.
"God you're good at that," she complimented him with a lusty smirk. She kissed him soundly on the lips to show her appreciation and he growled huskily from deep in his throat. Pushing his throbbing erection against her once more, he reminded her of his need. She reached down and wrapped her hand around him while giving a gentle tug. He hissed out his pleasure from her touch between clenched teeth and she repeated the move. She worked his shaft with one hand while using the other to knead his sac. His groaning encouraged her further as she stepped up the pace and he began thrusting his hips forward with every stroke she made. But this was not how he wanted to reach his end.
He grabbed her wrist and brought her hand up to rest on his shoulder, followed by the other. Grasping on to her thighs he lifted her from the ground and stepped forward until she was pinned against the wall. Ever so slowly he lowered her until he could feel her heat against his cock. She bit her lip in anticipation and held her breath as he lowered her further, impaling her onto him. He closed his eyes in erotic bliss as her muscles tightened around him to an almost painful extent. He embedded himself fully in her before pulling back so that he was nearly out, before slamming back in again.
"Fuck you're so tight," he groaned. She could only moan in response while he set a pace for them. Her slick walls surrounded his girth, but as much as he wanted this delightful friction to last, he did not try and control his speed. Her breasts bounced up and down delightfully in front of him and he latched on to one with his lips while still pumping into her. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was accompanied only by the sounds of their hard breathing and scattered moans.
His thrusting was becoming more erratic as he neared completion but held on as long as he was able so that she could reach hers first. Her breaths were in sync with his pumps and he could once again feel her muscles clenching around him. Her breathy moans escalated in sound and soon she felt the coil that had wound tightly in her abdomen give way to incredible pleasure.
"Oh Sesshoumaru!" she screamed. Her calling out his name was the breaking point for him.
"Ka-go-me," he ground out with the last three thrusts of his hips before he spilled his seed into her. His motions were jerky as her inner walls milked him of his essence. He rested his forehead on her shoulder that was lightly coated with sweat. The small broom closet had become entirely too hot during their activities, and even he had a light sheen of sweat running across his brow. He kissed her shoulder affectionately and she gently massaged his shoulders. He was still fully embedded in her when the door to the closet was suddenly flung open.
"Fuck!" Inuyasha yelled as he quickly slammed the door shut again. He had gotten an eye full of something he had never wanted to see and was in no mood to ever see again. The sight of his brother's nakedness was forever burned into his retinas and he fought hard not to scratch his own eyes out. Although, the sight of a very naked Kagome almost made up for the permanent mental damage his brother's bare backside caused.
Kagome's face flushed ten shades of red as Sesshoumaru lifted her up, slowly withdrawing his still semi-firm member from her body. He closed his eyes at the fantastic sensation of her rubbing against him, but refrained from taking her again. They had an audience now. Both hastily donned their clothing and with a few hair fixes and wrinkle checks they opened the door to the closet.
Inuyasha had his back to them and Kagome looked down to the floor shamefully.
"You two have some explaining to do," Inuyasha said while tapping his foot. He still refused to face them.
Kagome gulped and worried her bottom lip in thought. "Well you see...it's um...we-"
"You couldn't fuckin' keep it in your pants, could you brother," Inuyasha interrupted.
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the half-breed. "What this Sesshoumaru does in, or out, of his pants is his own business," he clipped while straightening his tie.
Inuyasha rounded on him with a promise of pain in his eyes. Sesshoumaru acted as if they were merely discussing the weather, but Kagome fidgeted under Inuyasha's scrutiny.
"Inuyasha...I'm sorry," she said lowly.
Inuyasha scowled at them for a moment before crossing his arms and turning back around. "Keh! Don't apologize to me, apologize to your guests! They've been in there for almost a fucking hour waiting for this damned thing to start!" he informed them.
Someone cleared their throat and all eyes fell on a confused looking Sango and a smirking Miroku. Kagome rolled her eyes at the look on Miroku's face but blushed again when she realized that this time his thoughts were probably, no definitely, true.
"Ahem...couldn't wait til tonight huh? Can't say that I blame you Lord Sessho-"
"Pervert!" Sango screeched while giving Miroku a punch to the head. Miroku rubbed the tender spot gently while waving his hand in a surrendering manner in front of him in hopes of avoiding another blow to his person. "My dearest Sango, I was merely congratulating these two on their obviously deep attraction to one another. Do you not think that is cause for celebration?" he asked with a waggling of his eyebrows.
Sango pursed her lips but her stance lost its edginess. "Whatever," she relented with a small smirk.
"This is all fine and dandy, but I'm the one that's had to fucking entertain these people while you two were going at it like rabbits in the broom closet," Inuyasha said while pointed at them. "Can we get this show on the road already?!"
The group all nodded in affirmation and Sango led Kagome off to the dressing room to fix her up. Sesshoumaru watched her leave, enjoying the nice view of her swaying bottom. When she disappeared from sight he turned back around to find Inuyasha and Miroku staring intently at him. Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow in silent question.
"I must say Lord Sesshoumaru," Miroku began, "they call me a pervert, but I do believe I have passed my torch."
Sesshoumaru shook his head lightly in mock exasperation, but a nearly non-existent smile played across his lips.
****
"Groom, Sesshoumaru Taisho, you will marry this woman and become her partner. Will you in peaceful times and during sickness, love this person, respect this person, comfort this person, help this person, until death, do you promise to fulfill?" asked the celebrant.
"Yes, I do," Sesshoumaru stated proudly.
"And you bride, Kagome Higurashi, you will marry this man and become his partner. Will you in peaceful times and during sickness, love this person, respect this person, comfort this person, help this person, until death, do you promise to fulfill?"
"Yes, I do," Kagome said with a bright smile.
"Then by the good graces of the gods do I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Sesshoumaru cupped Kagome's cheek in his hand and placed a loving kiss on her lips. "I love you, Mrs. Taisho," he whispered in her ear.
"I love you Mr. Taisho," she whispered back. Kagome then got a devious little grin on her face. "When can we go to the hotel room?"
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I hope you enjoyed my little one-shot. It was something I thought of while showering...NOT LIKE THAT!!! Apparently it's a good place to think you bunch of perverts ^_^ Me and my muse thank you for reading!