Three's Company by Zyren

Voyeur

A.N. This idea has been hounding me for a while, I thought it was kind of different something you don't normally see here. I may turn it into a fullfledged fic later but for now I think I'll leave it a oneshot until I have time to really work it out. 

I think this counts as Challenge B for r0o's 1st Grand GutterMarble Challenge :) hopefully, bc karma would be nice. I hope you like it r0o!!

WordCount : 1020

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Nor do I own the Shake Weight.

Kagome knew she shouldn’t be watching. She was painfully aware of how depraved and wrong she was and yet she couldn’t look away. She told herself it wasn’t her fault, they were asking for it. Who does that in a window?! Surely she wasn’t the only one watching, they were practically begging for her or any other wanton individual to indulge in their show. And what a show it was. This wasn’t peeping though it didn’t count. She wasn’t actively looking for this, it’s not like she sat in her window with binoculars gazing into the homes of strangers all the livelong day.  She just happened to glance over one day and see something entertaining…and continued to glance over every once in while. Tonight was one of those times when her little glances paid off. Besides who builds condos this close together, again another reason this was not her fault.

Her mouth watered and she groaned as she watched the dark haired head bob faster, the movement of the arm giving a Shake Weight workout a run for its money.  Kagome watched the couple in the window intently from her perch on her kitchen counter. Her floor to ceiling windows provided an uninhibited view from her breakfast nook to the condo in the building next to hers. The moonlight shown in such a way that her condo was cast in shadow and the one across was lit with bright natural light.

She had caught glimpses of the couple before but never this good and never quite this naughty. She had seen the male many times. He was tall and pale, a silver haired Adonis that looked positively sinful with or without clothes. Based on his current facial expressions she could only imagine the sounds he was making as the woman on her knees in front of him caused his hands to clench against the window he was braced in front of and Kagome’s fingers to move a little deeper into her panties of their own violation. She silently noted that she would have to remember to scrub the section of the counter she sat upon before she invited any friends over, especially demon ones. Their sense of smell would discover her dirty little secret as soon as they stepped into the kitchen and she did not want to have that conversation.

Her attention snapped back to the couple as the woman’s head bobbed faster and Kagome’s hand sped up in response. She wished she could see the woman a little better as she always found the drag of lips across male flesh particularly hot. She had only seen glimpses of her although she believed that the woman must be beautiful to be with such a fine specimen of a man. She could only tell that the woman had long dark hair and was slightly muscled but lean in a way that reminded Kagome of her friend Sango who taught martial arts classes.

Kagome pressed deeper into her folds with a small moan as she felt the spicy brush of youkai against her aura. She looked closely at the couple, thanking Kami for getting Lasik a few years back, and gasped as she could just barely make out bright spots of color on the males face. “Demon!” she gasped aloud. This was a first, she hadn’t felt any stirrings of youkai before but she knew without a doubt that it’s source was the gorgeous demon she was currently watching get his rocks off. In women more faint of heart this new information may have caused them to rethink their current actions however in a woman like Kagome it merely caused her body to weep even harder. Knowing he was a demon and that possibly the woman was too was certainly a plus in Kagome’s book and in her panties at this point.   

Kami this was so wrong but it felt so, so very good. With a growl of impatience Kagome pulled off the thin strip of cloth covering herself and braced her feet on the side of the counter her hips moving in time with the woman’s head. The feel of the cool night air on her slick flesh and the added feelings of youkai made her almost feel as if she was involved in their little bit of semi-public debauchery but surely they didn’t know she was there. It must just be a coincidence; they forgot to put up a barrier in their haste and as a miko she was sensitive enough to feel it. But the idea that they might know she was there only made her heart beat even faster and her fingers become more incessant in the plunder of her person.

She watched through heavy eyes as the male threw his head back and she could tell his breathing was just as labored as her own. The woman’s head bobbed faster and Kagome’s hand sped up to match her pace, her body shaking as the silver-headed male threaded his hand into his partners hair to quicken her pace as his hips began to thrust.

A throaty moan escaped Kagome as he roared and the aura of what could only be a very powerful taiyoukai washed over her, the slight bite of it against her own miko senses driving her over the precipice of pleasure and into the arms of completion. Her insides fluttered as she came down from her high and the male jerked the woman up from her knees to kiss her soundly. Kagome smirked at this willing her body not to respond, she always did love a man who could taste himself. Just as she was about to turn away the man spun his partner to face the window in front of him, presumably to continue their escapade and her blood ran cold, all the flushed warmth draining from her face. Her azure eyes widened considerably and her heart stilled as she realized that the woman she had just watched give a very enthusiastic blowjob was in fact a man. And not only that but there were two pairs of eyes staring directly at her.