Valentine One-Shot by Priah

Valentine's Day

Okay, it's Valentine's Day and I really needed to write something but didn't want to write another

chapter for my other stories yet. So instead I wrote this one-shot.

I will say that the end doesn't make much sense to me. But I'll probably end up changing that later,

when I go back and edit it. Until then I hope that you guys like it. BTW, I'm not extremely proud of

this but I's still posting it. It's frankly not the best. I could probably do better. But enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot

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Most Valentine's Days are supposed to be romantic. Flowers, chocolate, and what those two things

can do when combined with sex. Naughty things, things that make a person so hot and bothered that

they come at just a word.

Too bad that on what was supposed to be the most romantic day of the year she was left alone. She,

Kagome Higurashi, a powerful miko, was all alone.

From the moment she had awakened that morning a sense of dread had come over her. Valentine's

Day. Ohh that she wished it was any other day, just not this day. The day when she was to be

reminded of the happy couples out there that just couldn't wait until it was time to go home and fuck

like animals. The day that she had always been left by herself.

Now here she was dressed in her uniform of a mid-thigh length black pencil skirt, white blouse, and

black blazer with her long ebony hair up in a messy bun with tendrils that had escaped unnoticed

falling against her neck; standing behind a podium greeting all the guests (most of which were

couples) that came for a table at the Shikon.

A five star restaurant, the Shikon has the most prestigious reputation. It is situated on what resembles

a cliff and presents a scenic view of mountains from the many windows downstairs. It is well known

for its superior food and service. Owned by Japan's wealthiest man, Sesshomaru Taisho. And to top

it all off, she had been working there for the past three years as the hostess. And every year she had

been the only one available to work on Valentine's Day. Just her luck, having to pretend to be happy

and escort all of the gaga-mooneyed couples to their tables.

As another couple came in Kagome sighed and put her mask of happiness into place. Then with a

forced smile she greeted the new guests.

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Sesshomaru sat behind his desk, his ear glued to the phone as his younger half-brother Inuyasha

complained about how his girlfriend had dumped him today of all days. Sesshomaru wasn't even

listening. His attention was instead focused on one of his employees.

On the wall opposite of his desk, were several TV monitors. He kept them so that he could see what

was going on in his restaurant when he wanted to. Which had been almost every day for the past

three years, at least everyday that she was working.

Kagome Higurashi. The woman who haunted his dreams. The first time he had met her had been

shortly after she had first been hired. He had been curious as to how she would handle having her

employer coming into the restaurant. So he had brought several business colleagues with him. Her

beauty had surprised him greatly, after all he was well known for hating humans. And she was

definitely a human. But what had surprised him the most was that she had ignored them at first and

finished what she had been doing at the time, before she even had taken the time to look at him.

He had not been happy with her at the time. He had expected immediate attendance. But she had

simply counted the number in his group and asked that they follow her. She had led them to the most

expensive, the best, and most private room in the entire restaurant. The exact room that he had been

about to order her to get for him.

"Please seat yourselves and a waiter will be with you momentarily." she had told them with a smile

that did not quite reach her magnificent blue eyes.

As he group had filed passed her, he had hung back and had intended to give her a piece of his mind

about never ignoring him again. But as he reached her, she had turned to him and quite coldly had

told him that if he had expected her to just drop another customer because he had walked in and give

him special treatment that she wouldn't be around for long. After all the Shikon boasted of excellent

service and just because he owned the restaurant did not meant that he deserved to be treated with

any more respect than a paying customer. After that she had walked away and went back to her

position behind the podium, leaving him almost speechless. He had almost fired the wench right on

the spot. But what she had said made him realize that she had not intended to be rude but to simply

do her job right. He had walked back into the private room even more confused about her than he

had been before he had met her. And he had not even said a single word to her yet.

Ever since that first day he had spent more time in the restaurant. He had even started to conduct

most of his work out of the office he always kept upstairs just to keep an eye on her. He was a demon

and hated humans, yet this human made him want her without even trying. Now he had his eyes

staring at the monitor that showed him that his colleague, Koga Shinata had arrived. The damn wolf.

"Hey are you even listening to me?!" demanded Inuyasha's voice.

"No." Sesshomaru replied in a clipped voice.

"You are such an unfeeling bastard Sesshomaru. She dumped me on Valentine's Day. I mean, this

is my life that I am talking about." whined Inuyasha. When Sesshomaru didn't answer, he told

Sesshomaru goodbye and hung up. Not that Sesshomaru cared. No he didn't.

Kagome was now seating Koga and his date, Ayame, at a table. Koga was looking at her with a look

of pure lust but Kagome did not seem to notice. He said something to her that made her blush and

made his date glare at both him and Kagome. Ayame quickly excused herself and left the table,

heading in the direction of the bathrooms, and leaving Kagome at the mercy of Koga. The damn wolf

was getting too close to his woman, Sesshomaru decided as he rose to his feet and headed

downstairs, his intent still unknown. Only his instinct telling him that the wolf had to go.

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"So Kagome, when will you give up on refusing to admit that you are my woman?" Koga asked her

as soon as Ayame was out of earshot.

"I am not your woman." she replied exasperated.

"Of course you are." he replied

"No, I am not." she returned. "A waiter will be with you shortly to take your orders." she informed

him turning to head back to the front of the restaurant.

His hand stopped her. It was wrapped around her wrist and pulling her closer to him. "Come now,

is that any way to treat your future mate?" he asked pulling her ever closer to him.

"Let me go." she ordered trying to free her wrist.

"Come on." He urged, his other hand slipping around her waist to fondle her ass. "I promise that you

will like it." he whispered into her ear.

Finally her control snapped. Afterward she felt no remorse, only satisfaction. That she could get fired

for what she had done was one of the farthest things from her mind. Instead she fisted her free hand,

pulled back and punched him right in the face, breaking his nose in the process. Blood spurted out.

Everyone in the restaurant stopped what they were doing. It seemed to Kagome that every head in

the damn place was turned in her direction. Ayame had even returned, a look of shock on her face.

Kagome yanked her wrist free and took a few steps back before hitting what seemed like a solid wall.

Turning around Kagome came face-to-face with Sesshomaru's chest.

"Kagome, go upstairs and into my office. I will be there shortly." he told her in a low, extremely sexy

voice. Unable to do anything else. Kagome bowed her head and headed in the direction of the stairs

leading to the upstairs offices and lockers.

"She broke my nose!" yelled Koga, "That bitch broke my nose!"

Sesshomaru turned to the spectators and said quite frostily, "Go back to your meals there is nothing

to see here." his voice never rose in volume, yet everyone heard what he had said and quickly

complied. "Shinata, outside." ordered Sesshomaru forcefully.

From the look in Sesshomaru's eyes Koga knew that he had better do what he was told or he would

be in deep shit. Ayame stood there with an embarrassed look on her face. She had been trying to get

Koga to propose to her for years, now she did not even want to think about him.

"Did you arrive with him?" Sesshomaru asked her.

"Yes."

"My limo will be outside and will drive you home." he told her before turning and heading after

Koga leaving her standing in the middle of the restaurant all alone.

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Koga waited outside one of his hands holding a handkerchief to his nose trying to stop the bleeding

somewhat. Damn Kagome had a hard punch. What the hell was taking Sesshomaru so long. He had

stuff to do.

"Shinata." came Sesshoamru's cold voice.

"Taisho." Koga acknowledged.

"I don't want to see you in this restaurant again." he said in his normal cold, stoic voice. "Stay away

from Miss Higurashi too. I don't want to see or hear that you have been any where within five

hundred yards of her at any time."

"What's it to you that I want my woman around me." demanded Koga angrily.

"She is not your woman, Shinata." he answered. "She is mine."

"Like hell." Koga took a threatening step forward. "She is mine."

"No." Sesshomaru turned to go back inside. Using great restraint to keep himself from attacking the

wolf. "Remember what I said." Then he was gone, leaving Koga alone outside in the snow.

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Kagome had never been in his office before. In truth the extent of her explorations upstairs had been

the locker rooms and bathrooms. Now here she was standing just inside the massive office that

belonged to her boss.

The room was dark. A large mahogany desk with a phone and no clutter was across the room. A

group of windows behind it that looked out at the view of mountains. Several TV monitors were

placed on the wall beside her. They were all off though. A couple of comfortable looking chairs were

in front of the desk, and a small black loveseat was propped up against the left wall.

Through a doorway to the right, she saw a massive, must have been custom ordered bed, that took

up almost the entire adjacent room. The sheets, pillows and covers were all black and looked to be

made of silk.

All in all the office was huge, almost as big as her apartment. She stood there uncertain of what was

expected of her. The hand she had decked Koga with throbbed with pain. She had hit him harder

than she had thought. Looking down at it, she saw that she had split her knuckles and that they were

bleeding and swollen. Somehow the pain seemed to get worse. But she just stood there looking at

her knuckles. Trying to think of how she had gotten herself into this mess.

It had all started the night she had first met her boss. She had just begun to seat a couple of customers

when he had arrived. She had decided that she would finish seating her guests before she escorted

her boss to his private dining room.

Then she had gotten that first good look at him. He had stood there in a black business suit with his

long silver hair tied behind his head, making him look extremely dignified. His amber eyes had

captured her and almost made her forget who he was. Then she recognized the anger in his cold eyes

and her own temper had started to stir. She had not even noticed his party yet when she looked at

him. It wasn't until she heard a cough that she saw the others. Quickly she counted the group and

grabbed the menus. Before beckoning them to follow her.

After she had them all seated in the room she had told he boss off. The next day she had been

expected to be fired but was surprised when she wasn't. However, it had been that night that Koga

had first become what seemed like obsessed with her. He began coming to the restaurant often just

to see her, then he began on the whole you-are-my-woman kick. She just couldn't stand it. For three

years Koga had been close to stalking her almost. He had called her at home, had called all her

friends and asked for information on her. He had even come to her house at odd times. She had

changed her locks and phone number countless times. She had even moved once and he had still

found her. It had finally gotten to the point where she had had enough of his shit.

Now she knew for a fact that she was about to lose her job. After all you cannot expect Sesshomaru

Taisho, the man who demanded perfection, to overlook an employee breaking the nose of one of his

business partners. So she took her blazer off and draped it over the arm of a chair. She was suddenly

feeling too restricted by it.

The sound of someone clearing their throat brought Kagome back to the present. She turned toward

the sound only to come face-to-face with Sesshomaru.

"I am sorry, Sesshomaru-sama." she said before he could say anything and before her courage

deserted her. "I should never have hit him. But he deserved it."

Sesshomaru still did not say anything, instead he walked over to his desk and sat down. Kagome

readied herself for him to fire her.

Sesshomaru sat down and would have winced in pain if it had not been for the many centuries he had

been alive. The pain in his groin from wanting her so much was becoming almost too much for him.

He just knew that he had to have her soon.

"There is nothing to be forgiven Kagome." he told her honestly. "After all I am aware that Koga

Shinata has been bothering you recently."

"I wouldn't call it recent." muttered Kagome under her breath, forgetting that Sesshomaru was a

demon and could hear her.

"Then what would you call it?" he asked.

Kagome's head bolted upright. Only now remembering who her boss was. "Well, it's just that he has

been doing stuff like tonight for about three years now. I just had enough of it tonight." she admitted.

"Wait, aren't you going to fire me?" she asked.

"No."

"Oh."

Sesshomaru looked at her strangely. She seemed not to comprehend that he was strangely proud that

she had done what she did. If it had been him, Koga would not be walking home with a broken nose,

he wouldn't be walking period.

"Well in that case, I guess that I will get back to work." she mumbled and turned to walk out of the

door. Instead she heard the lock click into place. Sealing her inside with Sesshomaru. "What the .

. ." She whirled around to look at her boss, he looked exactly the same, no emotion, just a stoic mask.

"Sesshomaru-sama?"

"Come here." ordered Sesshomaru. Slowly Kagome walked a few steps forward then stopped.

Sesshomaru had stood up and was walking around his desk coming even closer to her. "Closer." She

took another couple of steps. "Give me your hand." Kagome held out her uninjured hand to him.

"The other one." Confused, Kagome raised her bloodied hand. He grasped her hand firmly, but not

hurting her. Then he did something that she had not expected in the least. He lifted her bloodied hand

to his mouth and licked the blood off of her knuckles. He just kept licking her hand, determined to

get all the blood off. For some strange reason, a completely unwanted feeling of pure, intense desire

shot through her body. She whipped her hand away from his warm mouth and looked into his amber

eyes.

He did not say a word. Instead, he pulled her closer to him and brought her hand back to his mouth.

Slowly he slipped his mouth over one of her fingers and sucked slightly on it before releasing it.

Only one thought in his head. She would be his in every way before she took one step out of this

office.

"Sessho - - " she tried only to have her words cut off by Sesshomaru's mouth taking possession of

hers. His tongue slid into her mouth unexpectedly and enticed her own to duel with his. At first

Kagome was too shocked to do anything more than just stand there with his mouth moving over hers

in a slow seductive rhythm. Then she kissed him back. Her mouth moving in perfect time with his.

She sucked his tongue into her mouth then tormented it with her own.

Sesshomaru's hands came to her waist pulling her body into full contact with his. He knew that she

could feel his arousal through their clothes and didn't care. She drove him crazy. Just the sight of her

on one of the TV monitors and he was instantly hard. Now that she was in his arms, it was almost

like his cock was twenty times harder. Her soft, lush breasts pressed against his chest begging him

to touch them. Cupping them, he teased the nipples through the fabric of her shirt until they hardened

into tight buds, calling for his mouth to cover them. Impatiently, he let his claws grow, making slits

into the fabric of her blouse, then pulling the fabric apart.

Kagome gasped, pulling her mouth away from his when she heard the sound of tearing fabric. Her

shirt was ruined. She had not worn a bra because she had known that her blazer at work would cover

it and no one would be the wiser. But she was not wearing the blazer, she had taken it off, and now

Sesshomaru knew her secret. His eyes were molten gold staring at her round, pink tipped breasts.

Kagome was about to take a step back when his mouth descended and his began to suckle one of the

nipples deeply into his mouth, scraping his teeth over the sensitive skin lightly, his other hand teasing

the other bud with sure fingers. She moaned and tangled her fingers into his hair, holding him to her.

He switched his attentions to the other breast and repeated the sensual process again.

Kagome did not know what was happening to her. She did not know what to think or do. So she held

Sesshomaru to her and let her instincts guide her. She arched against him and offered him more. She

trailed her hands down his shoulder and back, over his chest and teased his own nipples. Then she

was in his arms and he was carrying her over to the loveseat laying her down on her back. His hands

went immediately to her skirt and tore the concealing fabric from her body. A small black thong the

only thing hiding her body from his gaze. It made him wild thinking that the only thing keeping him

from her was just a little bit of cloth. Forcing some restraint, Sesshomaru peeled the thong from her,

down her long legs, and the threw the offending piece as far from his as possible.

She lay before him like an offering. Completely naked, her body responding to his touch, begging

him for it. Her blue eyes were glazed with passion, inviting him to her. His clothes became way too

confining, holding him back from his woman. He tore them from his body, throwing them in the

same direction of the thong. Seconds later he covered her body. Although it barely fit on the loveseat.

He moved his hands down her front, teasing her breasts again. Only this time, when he took one of

the buds into his mouth his hands continued to travel over her body. Exploring the magnificent

curves made only for him; the soft, satin skin that was pale and glowing. Finding all the hidden spots

that made her moan and urge him onward.

He trailed wet, hot kisses that seemed to scorch her down her flat stomach. His tongue circled her

navel and nipped lightly with his growing fangs, before continuing on his path to the very heat of her

desire. Her pussy was slick and ready, pulsing with need for him.

"You are so wet for me." he murmured as he deliberately traced her pussy with one clawed finger.

Then he inserted it through her folds into the sheath that he was about to lay claim to. He almost lost

his control as he felt her arch against his hand, her inner muscles clamping onto his finger tightly.

He withdrew the finger and met her eyes as he sucked the finger into his mouth tasting her essence.

He nearly came right there. The look in her eyes was almost his undoing.

He was torturing her. Kagome was certain of that. He kept doing so many wonderful things to her

then stopping. And looking into her eyes with lust so clearly written there. When he touched her the

desire that streaked through her system was so intense that she felt like crying over it. She arched

against him, in a silent demand that he finish what he had started. Her blue eyes meeting his golden.

"Take me." she demanded. Spreading her legs for him. Revealing more of her wet, demanding pussy

to him. Then he was there, his mouth teasing her folds. Sliding up and down circling the hidden

pebble but not touching it. Driving her crazy. His tongue kept sliding into her sheath only to

withdraw just a quickly. "S...s..ess..ho.." she managed to get out just as he quit teasing her and

suckled on her pebble. His fingers entering her at the same time. Unable to stop herself, she came.

Her body shook with her orgasm. "SESSHO!!!!!" she screamed as she came.

Sesshomaru licked her as she came. Her juices, the taste of her driving his even more wild. She

tangled her hands in his hair and pulled him up her body. She looked into his eyes and demanded in

a near-shout. "Fuck me!" Her hand moving down his body ever closer to her goal. She stroked his

cock with sure hands. Softly tracing the long length of him and then cupping him.

Unable to take it, he pulled her hand away and forced both around his neck. Spreading her legs he

plunged into her. Her tightness squeezing him so hard that it was like a second skin to him. Kagome

moaned, arching her hips against his in a completely innocent, yet thoroughly demanding manner.

His control snapped, and he pulled almost completely out. Then thrust back into her hard. Over and

over again. When he felt her close to her peak, he stopped.

"Tell me what you want bitch." he demanded. He swirled a finger around her clit again, but did not

touch her.

"I . . . want . . ." she moaned. "FUCK ME!!!" she demanded with a groan. She arched against him

again. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded.

"As you wish." Sesshomaru complied and began to thrust into her hard and fast, using almost demon

speed that she somehow managed to keep up with. Her walls clenched around him as she climaxed,

his fangs lengthened. As he came, he bit into her neck marking her as his own.

Damn, he had never had a woman respond to him this way. Never had felt a sheath so tight against

him. Never felt the pleasure of the mating act so intensely that he would never let her go. Never been

so damn hard in his entire life. Despite it all he was still hard in her and was demanding her again.

And he would take her. Again and again until he was satisfied.

Much, much later.

Kagome lay on her stomach half off of the bed. Sesshomaru held her tightly in his arms refusing to

let her go even in sleep. His cock was still buried deep inside her.

All in all, it was the best Valentine's Day ever, to her way of thinking.

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Okay that's it Rate and Review and tell me what

you think.

EDIT//:: AUTHOR'S NOTE//:: Whoa. I really did not expect so many reviews. I'm glad that everyone

liked it. I just re-read it and I am appalled by the many spelling mistakes I made and I fixed them,

I think.

Any way as to continuing this, I never actually planned this at all. I just wrote. So if I do end up

continuing it, it will be because you all kept bugging me about it. LOL. I'm just joking. But I will say

that I have not decided whether or not I will continue it. But knowing me I probably will.

Okay enough of me chatting and bugging everyone with this extremely long A/N. I'm glad you all

liked it. And Happy-day-later-Valentine's Day.