lKagome curled up on the couch with her mate. They were settling down to watch the Golden Reel Awards, the Japanese animated film festival. Sesshoumaru was bored, but he enjoyed listening to his mate giggle and make commentary on the various dresses that women, Japanese and American alike, wore to this silly event. Kagome heaved a sigh as one particularly elegant silver dress presented itself on a petite, red-haired American. “I wish I could go to something like that, just so I had the excuse to dress up.”
“Koneko, you can dress up anytime. Besides, I thought you hated dressing up.”
“Only at those stuffy business parties we have to attend.” Kagome pulled a face, sakura pink stripes contorting with her facial expression. “All those men ogling me like I’m a piece of meat doesn’t help that any.” She stuck her tongue out in distaste and turned back to the television.
Sometime later, Kagome was in the kitchen, making rice balls and watching as they announced the winners of the Anime category. She was taking a drink of water when the announcer called out, “The winner of the Anime category is Rumiko Takahashi, with Inuyasha. Inuyasha is a feudal fairytale in which a young girl comes from the future and befriends the half-demon Inuyasha.” Kagome spewed her water everywhere and was coughing when Sesshoumaru came into the kitchen.
“We need to have a talk with one Takahashi-sama.” Kagome wheezed between coughs.
Once she could breathe again, Kagome walked into the bedroom. Sesshoumaru could hear muffled curses as she searched for something within their massive closet. Twenty minutes later, she sauntered out, curves hugged by a slinky, blood red dress and a glamour to cover her demon markings and tails.
“Kagome, what are you planning?” Sesshoumaru eyed the dress hungrily.
“Down boy,” she purred as she ran one manicured nail down his cheek. “I said we need to talk to Takahashi-sama. Go get dressed.” She shooed the tall inu to their room and walked over to the vanity by the door to apply some makeup to enhance her, already exotic, features.
She purred again when she felt Sesshoumaru come up behind her and place his large hands on her hips. She twisted to kiss him and fell back against the little table she had been leaning on. “Down.” She broke the kiss, regretfully. “Afterwards, we’ll have our fun, okay?” She laughed as he growled at her.
Together they went down to the car and drove to where the reception for the awards was held. He gave the keys to the valet and escorted his wife into the party. As the couple entered, the entire room fell silent in awe of the exotic looking couple. In complete silence, Kagome and Sesshoumaru descended the red-clad stairs into the crowd below. She turned to her mate, “That was the first time I’ve ever had that happen.”
He chuckled, “Remember the first time we met? I wasn’t silent totally by choice. I honestly couldn’t think of anything to say.” He grabbed a passing waiter. “Excuse me, could you show me where Takahashi-sama would be?”
She looked at Sesshoumaru, aghast. “You were trying to kill me, and now you tell me, five hundred years later, that I took your breath away even then?”
He nodded, grabbing her elbow gently. He guided her through the crowd to where a petite Japanese woman stood. He tapped her on the shoulder and seemed amused when she turned around and looked slightly terrified. After all, it wasn’t every day that you got to meet the characters that you thought were figments of your imagination.
After talking with the mangaka and setting the story straight, the couple left the party and headed home to have their own celebration. As they arrived back at their own house, Kagome laughed as she heard Sesshoumaru start growling in frustration. Once the car was parked, Sesshoumaru let her out of the car, and whisked her into the house.
She had him put her down, and escort her into the room, where she immediately dropped her glamour and slipped out of her red silk dress. She turned, and had her hands pinned above her head as Sesshoumaru nipped at her throat. She wiggled a hand free and worked on the buttons on his pants as she kissed him hungrily.
Using her strength, Kagome pushed him backwards until his knees hit the bed and buckled. Straddling him, she used her tails to push his pants off as her hands unbuttoned his shirt. Clad in a lacy red bra and matching thong, she leaned over her mate and nibbled on his mating mark, then trailing her lips down his chest to the thatch of silvery hair at the juncture of his legs. Using her long tongue, she traced around the tip and down the shaft to the pouch underneath. Being conscious of her fangs, Kagome wrapped her mouth around his length and started to bob her head, humming in the back of her throat.
Just before his climax, she stopped pulling her mouth off him. Grabbing her shoulders, he kissed her, reveling in the taste of himself on her lips. Unable to wait any longer, Sesshoumaru rolled them so she was on top and rested the tip of his shaft at her entrance. Looking into her sapphire eyes, he leaned down to kiss her again and plunged his entire length into her, causing her to arch her back and moan in appreciation. Starting out tortuously slow, he let himself almost leave her cavern, then just as slowly slide back in. Impatiently, the cat demon bucked her hips, slamming into him.
Speeding up, the pair pounded into each other, gasping and roaring the other’s name. After sometime, Kagome felt her walls contract around Sesshoumaru, whose length had actually gotten bigger as he felt himself knot in his feisty mate. Knowing that they’d be there for a while, he leaned down and whispered to her, “We need to crash awards parties more often, if this is how you act after you’ve walked the red carpet.”
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