Skyeshots - The FIREMENS! Saga by Miss Kagura

Happy Birthday with Purple Prose Ninja

Author's Note: Happy Birthday, Skye! The birthday theme is all for you, because you do so much of the work around here and you're awesome. This chapter was cowritten with Purple Prose Ninja. I wrote the first half, and then PPN wrote everything below the divider. Yes, PPN's half is hotter than mine, but mine has cake and pizza. Oh, and my beta still smells like grape popsicles.

Beta Note:  First, let’s be clear… I only do this for Miss K’s part.  Purple Prose Ninja has his/her own set of exacting standards, so me no touchy!!  And, to dispel all doubt, I most certainly DO NOT smell like grape popsicles, no matter what that woman tells you.  Mistakes in her part of this chapter are my fault from here on out, as always…

The squeak of dry erase markers sped up as Kagome finished writing the homework assignment, and then sat at her desk to join the children in their last period ritual of clock-watching. Under her desk, she checked the text messages on her new cell phone to see if Sesshoumaru had called and, when she saw that he had called and left a new voicemail, she suddenly felt giddy.

After the bell rang, Kagome left her students to clean up the room, and walked into the hallway to listen to her one voicemail.

“Mmmm… Happy birthday, Kagome. Soon you’re going to be bent over, with my fat cock in your pussy. Making you scream in delight, making you beg for more…”

Kagome was left standing in the hallway, knees buckled, as some of the middle school kids ran past her, eager to be out of school.

She returned to the classroom, putting her things in order, and then cleaned off her desk for the next day while the students finished cleaning the room.

When she finally left the school, she found Sesshoumaru waiting outside on the steps.

Kagome blushed the second she saw him, and Sesshoumaru grinned evilly and licked his lips to remind her of things to come. His smile widened when Kagome drew in a deep breath of anticipation, and then seated herself on the steps beside him.

Sesshoumaru leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “Happy birthday.”

“Are you off tonight?” she asked.

“I took off from work to get off with the birthday girl. I think I made a good choice,” he teased.

Kagome leaned against him and sighed happily. “The kids are going to trample us, you know. You don’t get in between a kid and his post-school freedom.”

Wrapping his large hand around Kagome’s he pulled her to her feet and started leading her. After a little while, he blindfolded her and spun her around a dozen or so times, and then kissed her. Kagome was then steered forward by hands on her hips and, after a series of unnecessary turns that heightened her anticipation, he swept her off her feet and carried her inside the firehouse.

Kagome recognized the smell of the firehouse and, when Sesshoumaru removed the blindfold, there was a stack of pizzas and a lit birthday cake waiting for her. The firemen sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to her and she blew out the candles, making a truly naughty wish that would come true later on that night.

After loading up two plates with pepperoni pizza and chocolate cake, Sesshoumaru and Kagome sat down on the couch of the recreation room and started to eat. Miroku brought them a couple of cold beers, and Kagome decided it would be okay to make a rare exception and drink on her birthday.

It had been awhile since she was really at a party like this, with people who mattered. The firemen were a lot like Sesshoumaru’s extended family; having so many of them there, having a good time with her, was great for both of them.

Halfway through the meal, Miroku seated himself on the coffee table so he was facing the couple. “So, Sesshoumaru, you’re going to take good care of the birthday girl, eh?”

“That is none of your business,” Sesshoumaru said, clinking beer bottles with Miroku.

Kagome blushed, which was silly, considering that almost every firefighter in the room had seen him fuck her, and those that hadn’t had heard the story. Repeatedly. She correctly suspected that it had been retold many times, and remembered when the firemen went into the bathroom to get off. Knowing that probably happened made her blush even deeper, even though it was empowering in a weird way.

When her bottle was empty, Sesshoumaru brought her a fresh beer and they relaxed, listening to the firemen tell stories and joke with each other.

After a couple more drinks, Kagome crawled into his lap and straddled him, kissing him for a couple of minutes while the firemen cheered her on. “You taste better than cake, you know,” she whispered.

“I got the Transformers movie,” he answered.

Kagome gasped and stared up at him with starry eyes. “You remembered it was my favorite!”

Sesshoumaru got up from the couch and put the DVD in, then ventured out of sight again only to return with a neatly wrapped gift. He kissed her on the cheek and handed it over to her, pleased by the squeal of excitement and the anticipation in her eyes.

Kagome excitedly ripped the package apart and pulled out the soft, white stuffed dog. The dog was wearing a firemen’s hat, and in the dog’s mouth, there were two train tickets to Tokyo.

“Sesshoumaru?” she asked.

Sesshoumaru kissed her hair. “It’s not until your school break. I can schedule a couple of days off then if I pick up a few extra before then. We’ll take a holiday.”

Kagome hugged him and then, for most of the movie, gradually stepped up her show of affection. Most of the firemen either went to work or went to sleep. By the time the credits were rolling, Kagome was back in his lap, alternating between snuggling and kissing him.

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Warm under two comforters and an extra blanket for good measure, Inuyasha punched his pillow, puffing it up.  The warm haze of liquor drooping his eyelids, he gave a fanged yawn and settled down on his side, the pillow tucked happily between his shoulder and head.  Filled with cake, singing and oh so wonderful booze, the evening had been a good one, especially after all that had happened recently.  With their father’s passing only a short time ago, the party had been the first time he and Sesshoumaru had gotten together without being reminded of what they had lost.  It felt like old times.  Inuyasha smiled and rubbed his face into his pillow.  Just like old times.

The brass doorknob rattled, the hand on the other side fumbling to turn it.  Contentment and sleep evaporating completely with a loud bang, the hanyou’s amber eyes opened wide as he stared through the darkness in the direction of the noise.  With a click, the intruder’s attempt finally met success and the door swung open to slam against the doorstop in the baseboard.  Arms tangled around one another, Sesshoumaru and Kagome stumbled into the room, bumping into the wall as they ravaged each other with kisses.  Hands gliding over clothes, they pulled one another close, rubbing together and cursing the thin fabric that kept their skin from touching.

Struggling to breathe, Kagome pulled away, her gasps laced with delighted giggles and a warm chuckle vibrated in the daiyoukai’s throat at her mirth.  His hand sliding up the side of her body, his thumb soon found the corner of her jaw and his fingers wrapped around the back of her neck.  With tender dominance, he pulled her close and kissed her lips.  Demanding entrance, his insisting tongue slid into her surrendering mouth, tasting the alcohol that sweetened her breath.  Then she squeaked as his other hand found her breast, fondling her through her blouse.  After pinching it hard a few times, her pert nipple tightened up to his satisfaction and he rubbed it soothingly under his thumb.

Wanting revenge, she let her hands wander down the back of his button-down shirt, feeling every hard muscle slide under her fingertips until she found his deliciously rounded ass.  She gave it a good squeeze, giggling through his rough kisses as the cheeks tightened in her hands.  Not finished, she yanked him close, his hips meeting hers and she slowly began to grind.  Hard and filled with need, his engorged cock strained against his pants with every enticing stroke until he growled in frustration and pushed her away.

 “Enough of that,” Sesshoumaru commanded and she gave him her best demure look.  Unconvinced as he should be, he took her by the shoulder and spun her around toward the bed.  Grasping the railing of the top bunk, she braced herself as he pressed close.  Hot hands slid over her waist until they found the buttons of her top.  Slowly his fingers began to undo them, taking care to not have to owe her another article of clothing.  She released the rail as he pulled the silk off her shoulders, but stopped just above her elbows.

 “Hey!” she began to object until his hands found the bare skin of her belly, sliding up toward her breasts.  Filling his hands, he groped each one, eliciting a moan as he freed a forefinger to stroke her nipples through the white lace.  With every pull and squeeze, he roused her desire further until she pressed hard into his cupped hands with her head tipped back to set wet kisses on his neck.

Another chuckle and his hands slid down and then up under her bra, sliding it out of the way.  With renewed fervor, he pinched her hard and she cried out, bouncing against him and the tight blouse binding her arms.  Soothingly, he massaged the tortured nipples, thinking of how much he wanted to drag his tongue over them to ease their soreness.

To her waist, he next roamed and undid the clasp of her pencil skirt.  Tugging at it, he unzipped it the rest of the way and slid the garment down over her hips.  Crumpling into a heap, the skirt and panties met the floor, leaving her shielded by only her nylons.  Hot breaths steaming the back of her neck, she shivered with excitement and he began to leave tender kisses along her shoulders.  His fingers found the hooks on her bra, undoing them and then he pulled her blouse free of her arms.  Her lacy undergarment fell last and he relished the touch of her in a tight embrace before leaning back and slapping her on the ass.

 “Now get up there,” the daiyoukai demanded, undoing the buttons of his shirt with haste.

Excitement blurring with fear, she clambered up the ladder at the end of the bed, spying down at him as he tossed his shirt on the ground.  Door still open, the white light of the hallway filtered in, catching every sinewy angle of his torso as he stretched to pull his undershirt over his head.  Greedy notions of exploring his hard muscles with her fingers as he rode her to rapture stole her thoughts.  Then he unbuttoned his pants and kicked them off.  Throbbing against his constraining briefs, his arousal finally knew freedom as he hastily shed his underwear.

With a leap, Sesshoumaru grabbed the railing and swung up onto the top bunk, landing beside her on the mattress.  Beneath them, the wood groaned and quieted.  Taking no notice, the daiyoukai pounced on Kagome, pinning her down beneath his weight as he nipped at her neck and chest.  She writhed under each bite, the tickle of his fangs driving her need higher.  Finding the nipples he had longed to taste, he stopped to suck on one, flicking it with his tongue in his mouth.  Moaning in delight, she leaned up into him, a smile playing on her lips.

 “Have you been good lately?” he asked, kissing the nipple and then setting a fresh one on her belly, meandering slowly toward her pussy.

 “Y-y-yes,” she almost begged, hoping he would do what his veiled question suggested.

 “Teaching your students well?  Completing your curriculum?”

 “Yes.  Yes!  Everything and anything!”

 “Hmm,” he hummed, his lips broaching the little patch of pubic hair above her slit. 

 “Please!”

 “Spread your legs.”

Shaky breaths heaved her chest as she parted her legs wide, exposing her center to him.  Under her thighs, his hands slipped and he pushed her legs up into the air.  Inside each leg, he took turns licking and nipping until he reached their apex.  She could feel his breath cool against her heat and unbearable anticipation fevered her mind.

Warm and wet, his tongue flicked out and she cried out as he swathed it over her clit. Then he pressed in with his mouth, sucking on it gently.  Her hips still pitched up into the air, she looked at him as he licked her folds, her pleasure intensifying as she watched.  Then she groaned loud as his lips pinched her clit and his furious tongue strummed it quick and hard.  Grabbing fistfuls of his blanket, Kagome arched into his mouth, her muscles straining as her core tightened.  With ecstasy awaiting her with a few more flicks, she sobbed in disappointment as he pulled away.

 “Wait!” she cried out plaintively, struggling to get up as he held her down at the thighs.  “I’m almost there!”

 “Hn, but I am not.”

 “But, it’s my birthday!”

 “Then, I shall give you your present.”

Lowering her down just a bit, he slid his hips up close with his cock hovering over her pussy.  Between the folds, he teased her with it, exacting a desperate whimper with each tempted nudge.  Then he pushed in, enjoying the heat and wet of her depths as he went all the way in.

In and out he went, each thrust long and slow as he drew out his pleasure.  In front of him, Kagome twisted and squirmed, her climax always just beyond her reach.  The bed squeaked rhythmically as his hips slapped against her until one creak grew into thunder and the couple suddenly found themselves tumbling. 

Hitting the floor on his back with Kagome landing on top of him, Sesshoumaru blinked in disbelief at the collapse of the bed he thought once was sturdy.  His thoughts clouded by lust, did not linger and Kagome found herself on her hands and knees as he impaled her from behind.

His leisure gone, he began to drive hard into her and she reached out to brace against him.  Warm and rigid, something other than the destroyed bed met her hands.  Opening her eyes, she caught the look of a wide-eyed hanyou and his erection she had managed to grab.  Seeing Kagome being fondled and hearing her being fucked had driven Inuyasha hard with desire and now she held his cock with her mouth so delectably close.  Fear though kept him frozen.  It restrained him from sliding closer and putting his arousal into her mouth.  The half-demon closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing.  She would let go at any moment and he could finish on his own what was already started. 

Then he felt something hot and wet surround his cock and his hips jerked forward.  A shivering sigh erupted from him as it continued and he opened his eyes to see her mouth wrapped around his arousal, sucking on it in rhythm with his brother fucking her from behind.  Inuyasha looked up at Sesshoumaru, searching for disapproval but found none as the daiyoukai smirked back and then he leaned forward to pull Kagome’s arms toward him.

Back onto her knees, he dragged her up and the hanyou followed, not letting her lips escape.  Pumping faster, Sesshoumaru abandoned all restraint, enjoying every sensation as his release rapidly reached its pitch.  Hands tangled in her hair, Inuyasha closed his eyes as she took him in, her tongue running up and down his shaft and paying special attention to the head.  Nearly there, he strained as his climax approached, succumbing to the feel of her mouth.

Hungry men surrounded her, wanting her and needing her.  Every intense sensation surged like electricity in Kagome until it all spilled over in a scorching wave of ecstasy.  Bucking hard, she came, her sobbing, muffled screams ripping through the quiet night.  Walls tightening around him, the daiyoukai grunted loudly as he kept driving, keeping her rolling orgasm going as he fucked.  Then with one final thrust, he roared, releasing into her.  The sounds of their climaxes spurring his on, Inuyasha came at last, his seed spilling into Kagome’s mouth.  Slightly sweet from all the cake, she swallowed it down between panting breaths.

“Wow,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming.  “Now that was a birthday present.”