Deceit, Lies and Malice

(FanFiction/Inuyasha/Angst/Masturbation)

By Danyealle

Chapter 11

While sitting in his study he was suppose to be listening to reports on the progress of the hunt for any spy in the fortress but his mind was elsewhere.  While sitting there he was watching Rin and Kagome interact in the garden.  Both seemed to be enjoying the game Kagome had taught the little girl.  She would be a great mother to their pups was one of the first things that came to his mind.  It took a real effort to drag himself back and concentrate on what was being said.

After reports he sent an emissary to Kouga to have the ookami meet him at the fortress the following day.  He also had his staff begin to prepare rooms for the hanyou’s pack.  The boy had sent word earlier that they would be arriving the following day.  Once they arrived there would be much to do and discuss.  He also had to anticipate that Inuyashas’ duel life would probably be ending soon.  He wasn’t sure how much longer the boy could effectively keep up the charade.  If he could keep it up for six more months he would be surprised.  But, then again, he wasn’t sure he should either.  They would have to wait and see on that score.  The longer it went on the more of a chance there was for him getting caught.  Yes, he had to admit, the end game was on. 

If someone had told him a year ago how different his life would be he would have thought them a fool but it had happened.  Things he would have sworn could never come about had; he and Inuyasha were actually getting along, he had a mate, he had been 500 years in the future and he was in love, among other minor things.  Up to that point his life had become a bit stagnate and predictable so the change had been welcome, he just hadn’t expected as big of a change.

Since learning of the 500 year span she traveled, he, like most beings, had been curious about ‘Kagomes’ time’ and how it differed from his.  Wisely, Kagome would only tell him so much for fear of altering the future when they talked about her time.  As would be expected, he had hoped to go ‘home’ with her once before sealing the well.  No, he wouldn’t press the issue but he was curious to see for himself some of the tings Inuyasha talked about.  Eventually, much to his delight, he had gotten his chance.

Several months after Christmas Kagome had wanted to go home.  She was well aware that the time was drawing near when the well would have to be sealed.  But it had been during a time when Kikyo had wanted to see Inuyasha almost every night so he really couldn’t take her because Kikyo might get suspicious.  Instead he had come up with an alternate solution; Sesshomaru had been asked to go in his stead.  Although his stoic mask had been in place and he looked indifferent, the Western Lord had been more than a little excited about the upcoming experience.  He had anticipated an era completely different from his own and was curious as to just how different it would be.

From the time his feet had touched ground in her time he wasn’t disappointed.  Yes, it was noisy and the air foul but everything had been fascinating!  There were so many new things to see and understand.  Kagome and her mother, a woman he had found he liked from their first meeting, had explained everything they could and answered every question he had to the best of their abilities.  He had learned more in that one trip than he had in years. 

Another thing he had liked, though he hadn’t said anything at the time, was that from the moment he had stepped into the house with Kagome he had been accepted, no questions asked.  Who or what he was hadn’t mattered in the least.  Kagome had announced he was a special friend to her and that was apparently all that had been needed as far as her family was concerned.  Within minutes of sitting at the kitchen table for the first time he had a home cooked meal placed in front of him that Kagomes’ mother had prepared just for him.  This wasn’t groveling for favoritism or beings doing it just because it was their job but someone doing it because he was accepted.

For the days he was there he had been able to relax, well as much as he could-his instincts wouldn’t let him totally lower his guard, and enjoy himself.  It wasn’t until their last night there and he found himself outside after dark under the tree dancing with her to some music that he realized just how much he had enjoyed the time. 

His first night there had been spent awake and alert in her bedroom with her asleep by him in her bed with her head resting in his lap.  There were so many strange noises and smells that he felt he had to be awake for signs of trouble.  The next day her mother had explained about home security systems and other such security devices after which he had been able to relax.

However, going out in public had been another matter entirely.  Yes, he was more uptight than normal because he couldn’t carry his swords, it had taken both Kagome and her mother to explain why and convince him he couldn’t, and the sheer mass of humanity hadn’t helped.  There were so many unknown variables that he hadn’t dealt with before that he was high strung.  But his instincts and that cold, hard look he did so well had gone a long way to making people wary of them.

Television was something he had found almost totally engrossing.  Once fictional and non-fictional shows were explained to him he was almost entirely mesmerized by the box with the flashing pictures.  Yes, ‘non-fiction’ was his favorite to watch, so informative, but fictional had its merits as well.  Though he wouldn’t admit it out loud, one of the draws was the amount of sex involved and how explicitly it was depicted.  Though some of the act was left to the imagination enough was shown to fuel his lust.  Then he had found that channel.

It had been a day where Kagomes’ mother had been at work and the little miko had wanted to go to lunch with her friends alone.  He figured a couple hours alone, with the TV of course, was fine.  He had been flipping through the channels when he had stopped cold, eyes wide, jaw slack.  Unlike other shows he had seen this show left nothing to the imagination.  In fact, most everything was shown in close-up that insured you didn’t miss a sling thrust or movement.  He had been so engrossed in what he was watching that he hadn’t heard or sensed Kagomes’ return until she had put her hand on his shoulder and said, “I see you found Porn TV,” then giggled.

In hindsight he was sure, from her end, that part had been hilarious because he had about jumped out of his skin, startled.  Quickly that was followed, to save at least a bit of face, by his normal, gruff manner.  “Hn…  Quite an interesting channel.”  Was his short reply, trying to keep his normal tone of voice.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave him a peck on the temple then grabbed the remote and changed the channel to one of the normal ones.  He had been about to protest when she said, “C’mon, you can watch it in my room.  Those movies aren’t the kind you want to watch in mixed company.”  Meaning of course the she didn’t want her mom to catch him watching it, something he could appreciate.

Nodding, he understood, then stood up and stretched.  It was then that he realized that unlike his normal clothes the ‘jeans’ he was wearing did nothing to hid the erection he was sporting.  In fact, it seemed to do the complete opposite, emphasize it.  There was also no doubt that Kagome had noticed it either.  Grinning, she had giggled then went upstairs to her room.  Tugging at the pants a bit to ease the pressure on his throbbing flesh he then followed her.

After flipping on her TV, she found the channel then turned the volume on it down as far as it would go, with his hearing he would be able to hear it just fine.  Settling himself on the bed, he once more found himself engrossed by the explicit images on the screen.  She slid onto the bed beside him, resting her head on his shoulder.  Instinctively, his arm went around her and he pulled her close.

While watching the images flicker across the screen he began to regret making the vow to himself to not have sex with her until the time they became mates.  As turned on as he was the fact that she was right next to him was torture, pure and simple.

It had been her that made the first move, not him.  Wrapping one arm across his chest, she leaned up and kissed him tenderly.  Holding her tighter he deepened the kiss into something more passionate and demanding.  She then broke away from him, shifting around until she was straddling his legs.  Capturing his mouth again, her had slid between their bodies and began to stroke his throbbing erection with her palm through the fabric of his jeans.

Groaning into her mouth, he coconsciously pressed against her hand.  He wasn’t entirely sure what she was up to so he let it continue rather than put a halt to it.

Without breaking the kiss, her had slid up and undid the buttons on his jeans.  Once they were undone she slid her hand into the gap and grabbed a hold of his hot, throbbing flesh and pulled it out.  Wrapping her hand around the shaft, she began stroking it.

Shuddering, he groaned in her mouth while his hips began to trust a bit.

Within minutes he broke off the kiss.  Tossing his head back he let out a loud snarl then came.

As he thought about that hand job he had to chuckle.  First, she didn’t want reciprocation; she told him she just didn’t want him to be uncomfortable.  Then there was the fact that she wasn’t the innocent girl most who knew her thought she was.

The rest of the time spent there had been enjoyable for him.  Not only did he learn a great deal but he also gained some insight into the little miko and where she came by some of her traits and parts of her personality.

In fact, he had enjoyed the trip so much that he insisted on going along when she went home from then on.  Considering the way Inuyasha was he had expected that to meet with a strenuous objection but the boy surprised him.  Instead he had just given him a knowing grin and said it wasn’t a problem.