Spontaneous Combustion by QuothTheDragon

Spontaneous Combustion

Hello everyone! QtD here with my first foray into the wonderful world of lemons! I do hope you all enjoy! This was written for the GMDDN on 11/17/2012, though it has been edited and expanded. The prompts were Latch, Alcohol, Winded, Susceptible, Greed, Dazed, and Memory. I didn't section off the story according to prompt for continuity's sake. 

A special thanks for Havk and r0o for there encouragement! And especially to Havk for being killed by smut so many times!

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This was Kagome's idea of a peaceful, well-spent Saturday night. There she was, curled up on the sofa with a good book and a cat for company. A small smile found its way onto her face as she reflected on how content she was in that moment. Life was good.

Her moment of contentment was shattered by her doorbell ringing. Who would be at the door at 8 o'clock on a Saturday night? She didn't remember inviting anyone over. The young woman put her book down with no small amount of regret and got up to make her way to the door. Buyo mewed, disgruntled at his pillow disappearing. He stalked off to find a more comfortable place to curl up.

Shaking her head at her cat's attitude, Kagome quietly made her way to the front door and peered out the peephole. A smile immediately lit her face. She knew this visitor!

Swiftly opening the door, she called out his name with a large smile on her face. “Sesshoumaru!”

“Kagome,” he stated placidly. Her heart fluttered at the sound of his voice. Sesshoumaru was her best friend during high school, but they had only reconnected recently. He had been busy with his stint in the military, her with college and later her career. It didn't matter to her that they had lost touch, just that they had been able to become friends again.

It didn't hurt that whenever she was around him, her heart would feel as if the only thing that kept it from overflowing was a weakest of latches. It was moments like this that made her glad that she wasn't dating the ever-clinging Koga anymore.

Returning from her thoughts, she found that she had to stop herself from licking her lips as she took in her best friend's appearance. He had definitely ridden his motorcycle over, and the riding jacket looked fantastic on him.

“Aren't you going to invite me in?” he asked smoothly. Kagome merely smiled at him and moved out of his way. She immediately shut the door and turned, getting the fine view of his ass in jeans. Despite whatever she had been thinking earlier, this made her night infinitely better. She wasn't going to let herself in think something would happen tonight, but at the same time, she had always been a hopeless romantic.

“Do you want a drink?” Kagome asked as casually as she could with the thoughts running rampant through her mind.

“What did you have in mind?” he asked, never breaking his seemingly placid demeanor.

“Well, I've got everything from a Crown n' Ginger to water, and several things in between.” Alcohol was a good social lubricant after all, she thought idly.

“A water is good. Not really in the mood for alcohol tonight,” he commented. She shrugged, thinking nothing of his preference.

“So what brings you to my doorstep?” Kagome inquired as she got his drink. He took a moment before responding, piquing her curiosity.

“I was in the neighborhood,” he smirked. That only gained him a raised eyebrow from his friend.

“Well doesn't that make me feel just special,” she teased. He smiled at her, but didn't return her playfulness. “You seem awfully serious tonight,” the young woman remarked, “Is anything going on?”

“I'm fine, just lost in my thoughts I guess.”

Kagome definitely thought her friend was acting off. He didn't ever act this way unless something was really bothering him. Her lips pursed as she considered that thought. Just please don't let him be agonizing over a girl, she repeated to herself over and over. The raven-haired woman wouldn't know what to do if he started dating, especially if that girl turned out to be the possessive type.

“If you sure...” she finally said. They sat in silence for a moment, before Kagome couldn't take it any longer. “Do you want anything to snack on?” she asked as she began bustling around her small kitchen. As she made to move from the cabinet to the fridge in her search, she felt him come up behind her. His scent enveloped her, he knees went weak. She could feel the gentle, hot puffs of breath on her neck.

“Kagome,” he breathed out. Her heart rate was climbing, thumping so loud he was sure to hear it. What kind of wonderful dream was she in?

“Sesshoumaru,” she replied, her voice wavering slightly.

She felt a pair of lips press softly on her shoulder. Her eyes immediately closed in pleasure as a bolt of heat ran through her body.

“Turn around.”

Slowly, she turned around to face him, unable to help brushing her shoulder against his firm body. Everything in her seemed to tingle and a pool of heat was gathering low in her core. Finally facing him, she leaned back on the counter and looked at him questioningly. His arms came up to cage her in, his face slowly leaning closer towards hers.

Kagome's heart was beating a tattoo into her ribcage. She truly believed that she was confusing dream with reality at this point. After all, how many times had she dreamed, even actively fantasized moments like this. Her body was on fire and all she could think about was how good it would feel to finally have his lips on hers after all this time, even if it was only her mind playing tricks on her.

Her eyelids drooped and lips parted as he drew even nearer. Each second seemed to tick by like an eternity. Her tongue darted out to wet her suddenly dry lips. She offhandedly noted that his eyes darted from hers to her tongue for a split second. His own eyes looked hooded and ever-so-sexy. How had she ended up here, up against the counter between her friend's arms as he was certainly coming in for a kiss.? She couldn't bring herself to care, those lips were just too close.

Just as they were about to meet, Kagome's brain broke out into a flurry of activity. What if their friendship couldn't handle his actions? What if it went any further, would things be forever weird until the friendship finally disintegrated?

All of these questions ceased as she felt lips on hers. Her eyes dropped closed as she returned the gentle pressure. A sour feeling began to form as she considered the lack of immediate spark between them. She almost pulled away when he began moving his lips against hers. It was as if her entire body had been thrown into flames, she couldn't help but let out a small moan at the sensations she was feeling.

His arms came up around Kagome's petite form and pulled her flush against him. He was solid muscle beneath her exploring fingers. Their kiss had grown more passionate, more unrestrained. Their tongues dueled for dominance before she finally gave into him.

Reluctantly, she pulled away from the kiss and buried her head in his shirt, panting. Kagome had never believed you could feel winded from a kiss.

Kagome knew that Sesshoumaru must think her strange. It felt as if she had had her face buried in his neck for ages, but she just couldn't get away from his warmth and scent. She was just so susceptible to him.

She pouted as he moved away slightly, bringing a hand up from its resting place on her hip to lift her chin up. He moved in once again for a steamy kiss, but she pulled back slightly. Looking at him seriously, she asked, “We're going to talk about this, right?”

His mouth lifted up to one side in a smirk. “Later,” he intoned.

“Later,” she agreed. Truthfully, he was the only one who could get out of talking until 'later.' Kagome trusted him completely.

His mouth was upon hers once more before she could blink. Her hands gripped his broad shoulders desperately as he pushed her back against the counter. Moving his hands to her hips, he gently lifted her onto the kitchen counter, never breaking their kiss. Somewhere in her pleasure-induced fog, Kagome was thankful for the muscles that had resulted from his military training.

His hands began sliding up and down her sides, making her feel as if she couldn't move. With each pass his hands made, he would move closer to her breasts. His fingers found their way to the warm, bare skin of her stomach. Kagome was suddenly conscious that she had forgone a bra, intending to relax in solitude and comfort for the night. A low moan left her as his hands slid right up to the sides of her breasts. He pulled back from the kiss to raise a single eyebrow in question. She just shrugged and returned to kissing him.

She savored his light touches as he dragged his fingers against the smooth flesh of her chest. He came closer and closer to her nipple, and Kagome swore that she might lose it before he even got there. Her body felt as it had been liquefied, and the young woman knew that she had never felt anything this exquisite in her life.

With a small tweak, Sesshoumaru's fingers were on her nipple. The loud moan that left her mouth was almost embarrassing in its intensity. He pulled back and looked straight at her. Kagome looked at him questioningly until he suddenly tweaked her nipple once more. Her head fell back, exposing her throat, and her plump lips parted in pleasure.

He attacked her neck greedily, alternating between teasing with his tongue and teeth. The sensitive flesh at the junction of neck and shoulder earned him yet another moan, and so earned her special attention payed to that spot.

Kagome felt like she was going to combust. It would only take a little more sensation and she would just lose it, her body would cease to exist and she would die happy. She felt Sesshoumaru leave her neck and puckered her lips slightly, looking for a little more attention there. He smirked at her expression and gave her a chaste kiss. She was confused until he began lifting her shirt from her body. Her heart began pounding again as she helped him lift the shirt off her head.

When her vision cleared of fabric, she noticed him staring dumbfounded at her breasts. She suddenly became self-conscious, somehow missing the admiration in his gaze. Her chin dropped and she lowered her eyes, not wanting to bear witness to the expression of disgust that was sure to appear on his face. It was when her arms came up to cover herself that he reacted.

“No,” Sesshoumaru stated simply, “Why cover up perfection?”

Then his lips were upon hers, his hands upon her bared breasts, thumbs rubbing small circles over her pebbled nipples. Kagome could no longer be idle. Her hands traveled down and began removing his jacket, then his shirt. She heard Sesshoumaru hiss as she felt bare flesh. He was about to find out that he wasn't the only one who could play the aggressor.

Her hands slowly rubbed against his bare chest, occasionally returning the favor and lightly tweaking a nipple. She was surprised by how sensitive he was to it. She was curious and wanted to try something, but had to distract her friend first. One hand traveled up to tweak a nipple and the other moved downward, stroking him through the rough fabric of his jeans. He broke their kiss and through his head back, a dazed look in his eyes. She immediately capitalized on this and leaned her head forward.

Slowly, she leaned forward, her tongue poking out from her lips. He didn't seem to notice what she was doing, so she went for the kill. Kagome quickly licked his unattended nipple before enclosing it with her hot mouth, She sucked gently as he moaned and his hips thrust forward into her palm. The feeling of being in control was heady, and she felt herself just as turned on as when he was ravishing her.

He flicked one of her nipples in reprimand, but she ignored it. Why couldn't she have her fun as well? It was well worth the dazed look that she had achieved. Sesshoumaru's hand came up and lifted her face up and away from his chest. “If you continue doing that, I will not be held accountable for my actions,” he growled out. Kagome just wiggled her hips in anticipation, desperately trying to achieve some friction.

“What are you going to do, spank me?” she taunted. She was somewhat taken aback by his smirk.

“Maybe I will,” he purred, hooded eyes taking in her form. Kagome didn't think she had ever felt this aroused in her life.

Putting the idea of spanking on the back burner, for now, Kagome wound her arms around his waist and pulled him closer to her. When he was firmly nestled between her thighs, she let her hand slide down from his bare back to his ass, holding eye contact the entire time. Sesshoumaru appeared to lose it after a firm squeeze and a smirk from her. His hips bucked into her, causing her to hiss at the friction she finally felt. Hungrily, their lips met and hips rolled into each other, mimicking what would be happening very soon. Her long legs came up to wrap around his waist, leading to a sexy groan on his part. She was soon rewarded with a hot mouth on her nipple. She threw her head back and clenched her eyes shut as his tongue worked magic on her. Every flick of his tongue made her clit throb with want.

Kagome reluctantly pushed him back for a moment, resisting the call of his lips. “Bedroom?” she asked throatily, her bedroom eyes gazing up at him. She had no choice but to take his fervent kiss as a 'yes'.

It took them several minutes to make it to her bedroom, though it was just down the hall from her kitchen. It seemed that every step led to one of them pressing the other up onto the wall for some heavy petting. Kagome lost her pants somewhere near her bathroom, and she was pretty sure that she had somehow hung his from the doorknob of her bedroom door.

When she felt her knees hit her bed, she broke contact with him and crawled onto her bed on her hands and knees. Immediately, a hand gently popped her ass, turning her limbs into jello. There was no way that she could survive at this level of arousal anymore. She gently rolled herself over onto her back and looked up at Sesshoumaru.

“I did warn you,” he said nonchalantly. The fire burning in his eyes and the bulge in his boxers told her how much he wanted her. She let her eyes trail down, admiring his sculpted physique. He did have a few scars adorning his chest and stomach, but she was only more attracted to him. They were just a part of him.

The way her eyes lingered over his groin made him utter a low growl and pounce on her. Once again, they were kissing and grinding against one another frantically. They were so close to completion they could almost taste it. Sesshoumaru hands moved from worshiping Kagome's breasts to lingering at her hips, toying with the edges of her panties.

“Lift your hips,” he whispered, breaking their kiss for only a moment. In one quick movement, her panties were gone and she was bare before him. By this point, there was no way in hell that Kagome felt the least bit self conscious in front of this man. His fingers gently trailed over the lips of her pussy, her hips bucking desperately. She needed more!

“P-please,” she managed, “I need to- need...” She was rendered incapable of speech when his finger gently found its way inside her, pressing all the right points. To her eternal surprise, she didn't orgasm right then and there. She was on the edge of a cliff and couldn't seem to make herself fall off of it.

“Please!” she said louder, almost yelling. “I need more, please.”

“As you wish,” he said smirking. Suddenly, there were two, then three fingers inside her. It took only a few thrusts of his fingers and his thumb on her clit until she falling over the edge, eyes rolled back into her head, yelling his name. “Sesshoumaru!”

He hissed as she came, feeling her pussy grasp his fingers tightly. As she recovered, he brought his fingers up to his mouth, tasting them. She was delicious. He wanted more. A needy throb between his legs let him know that feasting on her would have to wait till later. Right now, he needed to be inside her.

His boxers were quickly removed and thrown out of the way. He nestled himself between her thighs and gave her a gentle kiss. “Kagome? Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sesshoumaru.”

He quickly positioned himself and slowly entered her. He couldn't believe how amazing she felt, hot and wet and tight and everything he needed.

Kagome immediately moaned at the sensation of being filled. It had been a while for her, but it had most definitely been worth the wait. She wrapped her legs around his waist and bucked her hips impatiently. He began sliding in and out of her. They were both already so on edge that they felt that wonderful peak approaching quickly.

Sesshoumaru's fingers found their way between their legs and onto her clit. He needed her to go before him, to feel that wonderful tightness as he came. He felt every time her muscles tightened and knew she was close. All of the muscles in her body began to tighten in preparation for this orgasm. He increased his thrusting and began rubbing her clit in circles. Kagome let out a long moan as the orgasm rippling through her robbed her of the ability to speak. Sesshoumaru felt his pleasure move to a whole new level as she tightened even further around him. It took only a few more thrusts before he too was over the edge and left panting.

He rolled next to her and wrapped an arm around her waist, both of them basking in the glorious aftermath. Neither of them could wait for round two.

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Kagome woke the next morning cocooned in her luxurious comforter. She reflexively smiled at the memories flooding in from last night. Blinking owlishly, she realized she was alone. Her brow knitted, she made her way downstairs, blushing from the soreness she now felt. It was fairly hard to walk.

The house was quiet. There couldn't be another person in it. The smile dropped off her face and a look of worry took its place. She tore around the house, looking for something, anything, that would confirm what had happened last night. She found her answer in the kitchen.

Blushing, she remembered all of the foreplay that had taken place. Then round four (or was it round five) even later in the night. Coming out of her pleasant reverie, Kagome finally noticed the note on the table.

Kagome, 

I told you some time ago that my job might occasionally require leaving the country, though I won't necessarily be deployed. By the time you read this, I will likely already have left the country. I realized last minute that I couldn't leave without coming to you first, I had to let you know how I felt. I am so sorry that we did not get a chance to talk before I left. I promise you the time when I get back. Please, stay safe and happy no matter what happens.

Yours,

Sesshoumaru

Her heart clenched. She remembered when they had talked. His job was likely taking him to the Middle East for at least a month. Her bottom lip quivered as she tried to keep the tears at bay. He was going somewhere dangerous, and she knew there was a chance he wouldn't come back. At the very least, she was left with a memory of her heart's desire coming true. She could only hope and wish for his safe return...and he would be getting a very warm welcome.

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Please let me know what you thought! Thanks in advance, everyone!

~QtD

 

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