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Kagome's finger hovers over the doorbell. Come on, now . You signed up for this weeks ago. There's no reason to be nervous now.
Nevertheless, she hesitates.
A noise from the other side of the door brings her out of her silent reverie – the sound of the handle being turned. The door opens, and there stands Miroku in a pair of pajama pants and a loose T-shirt, looking thrilled.
"Kagome!"
He pulls her into a back-breaking hug before she can respond, and she finds herself relaxing a little in his arms.
"Hey, Miroku."
"I'm so glad you made it!" he exclaims, spinning her around and depositing her on the tiled floor of the entranceway.
"Thanks," she says, swaying a bit from the spin. "What's college good for if not getting out of your comfort zone a little, I figure."
"Well said!"
Now that she's inside, she can hear the sound of numerous voices from a room at the far end of the hall. Peering over his shoulder, she tries to get a glimpse of someone, but no one is visible from where she stands.
"They're in the living room," he says, following her eyeline. "You're the last one. Everyone else is already here."
She swears there's a suspicious gleam in his eye as he says this, but his face is composed and innocent. She ignores him and looks around.
"Uh…"
"Oh, yes!" He claps his hands together. "I'm forgetting myself. The room just behind you–" He turns her around with a hand on her shoulder, pointing to the indicated room, "--is where you can leave your clothes, if you want. As the invitation said, it's clothing-optional. You can take off or leave on as much or as little as you'd like. I'll be naked, of course. Have to set a good example as the host, you know."
He says this with a grin that's all teeth. Kagome smirks.
"Thank you," she says. "I'll see you in there, then?"
"Yep!" he replies cheerfully, already dropping his shirt over the banister and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his pants. Those get deposited on top of the shirt, along with his boxers. He stands back up, hands on his hips, as if he weren't completely nude in front of her. "Hurry up or you'll miss the fun!"
And he saunters off without a care in the world.
Kagome watches him go, getting a rather…engrossing…view as he does. Damn, Sango's a lucky girl. He turns the corner to the living room and she shakes her head to clear it.
The side room is the dining room, and surprisingly large. In fact, the whole house is surprisingly large. She knew Miroku came from money, but this is quite a place to have just to yourself and your girlfriend.
The table, chairs, and floor are strewn with neat (and not so neat) piles of clothing, purses, bags, and shoes. Not as many piles as the number of people on the list of attendees Miroku gave her the day before. She exhales a relieved breath. So some people are still relatively clothed. That takes some of the anxiousness off her mind.
She drops her purse next to a familiar sword keychain that pokes out from under a pile on the table; Inuyasha's clothes. She stops and does a double-take…looking again, she realizes it's too large a pile to be just some of his clothing. Her face warms at the knowledge that just in the other room is a fully-nude Inuyasha – a fully-nude Inuyasha that she's had a crush on for the past two years.
He's not with Kikyo anymore , she tells herself. You have a chance. Stop being stupid and just ask him out.
This is what she told herself when she finally accepted the invitation – that she was only going because she might never get a better chance to tell Inuyasha how she feels about him. But what she said to Miroku about stepping out of her comfort zone was also true…there's something undeniably thrilling about the idea of going to an orgy…about the idea that anything could happen.
No, wait. Not an orgy, a naked party with benefits , as Miroku had insisted. "The word orgy is so crass," he'd said, handing them both a piece of paper with a look of over the top innocence. "It's not an orgy. It's a group of open-minded people who enjoy each other's company, who want to socialize, have a drink or a snack, and maybe, if the mood strikes them…"
"Sounds like an orgy to me," Inuyasha said, reading the invite with a look of simultaneous disbelief and amusement. Miroku scoffed in mock offense and turned to Kagome.
"Kagome understands me, don't you?"
She looked up from her own invite with an expression that clearly showed what she thought of that. Miroku folded his arms and huffed.
"I'll have you know this was Sango's idea."
Kagome raised a doubtful eyebrow.
"Well, mostly her idea."
Inuyasha's eyebrow joined hers.
"Well, maybe 30% her idea. But I assure you, she is just as enthusiastic about it as I am. So will I see you both there?"
"Yeah, sounds fun," Inuyasha said, folding the invite and putting it in his pocket.
"Excellent! And you, Kagome?"
She stared at the invite – it gave her an excuse not to look at Miroku or Inuyasha. Her face burned at the thought of possibly going to an or– a naked party with benefits – with Inuyasha. She was used to hearing about her friends' sexual escapades, and she herself had quite an extensive sexual history. But everything she'd done before now had been in private with close friends or partners. The possibility of having sex in public, with other people around…
"Uh, I'll think about it."
"Ok, well I hope you say yes," Miroku said brightly. And then, with a wink – "And I'm sure I'm not the only one who hopes to see you there."
The memory of Inuyasha's grumbled, embarrassed reply brings a smile to her face. Taking a decisive breath to calm herself, she pulls off her blouse and leaves it folded next to Inuyasha's pile, bra on top, skirt on top of that. She considers leaving her panties on, but after a moment's consideration, she takes them off too.
If she's going to see everything, she might as well show everything.
Along the right wall of the room there's a door. Putting her hand on the handle, she can hear conversation on the other side; apparently it connects with the kitchen. For a long moment she just stands there.
She takes a deep breath.
Here we go.
—
A few people in various states of undress mill about in the kitchen, munching on snacks or sipping their drinks. Two people she doesn't know personally but recognizes from campus are already making out in a corner – the others pay them no mind. Everyone (except the two in the corner) glances over as she enters. One of them, a girl wearing a yellow hairband and absolutely nothing else, waves at her.
"Kagome, you made it!"
Kagome smiles and exhales in relief. "Hey, Eri. Yeah, I'm here. So, are Ayumi and Yuka here too, then?"
"Yeah, they're with the others." Eri points a thumb over her shoulder towards the living room; Kagome stands on her tip-toes to see. Yep, Ayumi is sitting in a squishy chair with Yuka on her lap; both of them are also fully nude. Ayumi spies her and gives an excited wave. Kagome waves back.
Inuyasha is nowhere to be seen.
Eri seems to know what she's thinking, because she smirks and takes her hand.
"Let's get you a drink, eh?"
Kagome nods and follows.
—
A few minutes later, drink in hand, Kagome follows Eri nervously into the living room. As soon as she enters she's greeted with shouts of welcome and even a few cheers.
"Kagome! Good to see you!"
"Hey, glad you could come!"
She nods, staring shyly at the floor and taking a sip from her glass to hide her face. But then Miroku wolf-whistles and her whole face turns red, to general laughter. Sango, sitting next to him, smacks him across the head, but she's smiling too.
"Welcome," Sango says, standing up to hug her. Kagome hugs her back with one arm and Sango takes the chance to whisper in her ear. " Relax , Kagome. It's a little awkward for everyone at first. You'll get used to it."
Kagome breaks the hug to smile warmly at her. "Thanks."
"Oh, Kagome."
Her back stiffens. She turns, slowly, and there he is. Inuyasha. He's standing in the archway leading into the kitchen; he must've been in one of the other rooms. The rest of the room falls away as she takes him in.
He is, indeed, naked. She'd told herself, in the weeks leading up to this, that she'd seen him in swim trunks before, and really, this was just like that, but without the trunks. But it's really…not. She can't stop her gaze from traveling from his eyes down over the hard planes of his chest and across his toned stomach, until she reaches…
Wow. Yeah. Uh…. Wow.
Someone – probably Miroku – coughs, and she jumps. She sits herself down a little too hard in the closest seat and downs a good third of her drink. Inuyasha takes a seat on the couch across from her, next to Miroku and Sango, throwing an arm around Miroku's shoulders, and grins at her as if he were as comfortable as could be.
The conversation resumes as if it had never stopped, and soon Kagome realizes that Sango was right. Once you get past the initial shock of being in a room full of naked people, it really isn't awkward at all. Everyone looks at everyone, and no one seems to mind because they all agreed to it. People come and go from the room constantly, and she learns all the names of the people she'd never met properly before today. And quickly she finds herself relaxing by degrees until she's as comfortable in the room as if she's been going to these things for years.
Of course, it helps that she's already friends with so many people there. Eri, Ayumi, and Yuka now sit together on the love seat. Hojo and his boyfriend Takuya sit in the two chairs right next to Kagome. And of course, Inuyasha, Miroku, and Sango are seated across from her on the couch. Even with the fact that people are constantly pairing off or fooling around, even as the occasional moan or giggle can be heard from other rooms, all of them talk and laugh together so naturally that Kagome has almost forgotten what the party actually is.
She's brought forcefully back to reality at the realization that, sometime during the past few minutes, Miroku's hand has slipped into Inuyasha's lap. While he chats amiably with Hojo, he calmly strokes Inuyasha's cock as if it were the most natural thing to do in that moment. Inuyasha himself doesn't look bothered at all. In fact, he seems quite content to run his fingers lazily up and down Miroku's arm as he does so.
"You know," Sango says, returning from the kitchen during a brief interruption in the conversation and resuming her place next to Miroku, "sometimes it's hard to believe you two hated each other when you first met."
"I certainly didn't hate him," Miroku says firmly. "I merely enjoyed needling him. I doubt Inuyasha hated me, either."
Inuyasha chuckles. "You were an insufferable prick, but I wouldn't say I hated you."
"See?" Miroku says to Sango, as if he's just made a point. Sango simply nods and pats him on the arm with a smile. Miroku returns to his conversation with Hojo and continues his work on Inuyasha's cock.
Kagome watches, utterly absorbed in the scene. She knows she probably shouldn't be staring so blatantly, but she can't bring herself to look anywhere else. Miroku pulls his hand all the way up Inuyasha's shaft, running his thumb across the tip to gather the lubrication beading there, before resuming the slow, up and down motions.
Inuyasha himself is the very picture of contentment. He lets his head fall back, eyes closed, and sits with an expression of pure relaxation. Miroku's hand doesn't slow in its steady pace for a second; Kagome is transfixed.
Sango and Miroku have always been very open about the fact that their relationship is, well… open , and after some initial confusion on Kagome's part about what that entailed, it was clear that it in no way lessened their devotion to each other. Sango holds Miroku's other hand as he plays with Inuyasha's dick, seeming in no way surprised or concerned by it.
Miroku and Inuyasha are equally open about their own occasional forays with each other. It had been a very amusing day when Miroku had jokingly asserted that Inuyasha's dislike of him obviously stemmed from repressed attraction and Inuyasha, instead of trying to punch him, had blushed crimson. Miroku's unserious accusation had accidentally hit the bullseye, a fact which wasn't even apparent to Inuyasha himself until it was pointed out to him.
And now here they were with a naked Miroku giving a naked, blissed-out Inuyasha a handy on a couch surrounded by seven other naked people.
Inuyasha's breathing, quiet as it is, is starting to get a bit faster, Kagome notices. His left hand, thrown out over the back of the couch, now grips the edge so tightly she's surprised he hasn't torn out a chunk of the stuffing. A moment later his brow furrows slightly and he pats Miroku softly but insistently on the arm. Miroku holds a finger up to Hojo – "A moment, please" – and swoops down.
He wraps his lips around Inuyasha's dick right as his breath hitches. Kagome watches in stunned silence as Inuyasha's cock pulses in Miroku's mouth, once, twice, three times, four times, five times…
How good would it feel if he came like that inside her?
Her stomach does a little flip and there's a sudden wetness between her legs. She closes them tightly, hoping it's not obvious. Fortunately, no one is looking at her.
She can see the Adam's apple of Miroku's throat bobbing as he swallows like it's nothing at all, Inuyasha's hand tangled in his hair.
When finally Inuyasha's breathing evens out and his grip on Miroku's head lessens, Miroku sits up. Sango hands him a tissue which he uses to primly wipe off the little bit that escaped. The room, which had fallen silent when Miroku asked for a moment, now breaks into cheers.
"Holy shit , that was amazing!" Ayumi exclaims.
"Damn, wish I could swallow like that," Takuya intones in his unexpectedly deep voice, and Hojo blushes.
"Thank you, thank you." Miroku stands and gives a sweeping bow. "And Takuya, practice makes perfect."
Inuyasha snatches a tissue from a side table, ignoring all of this, and cleans himself off. Miroku sits back down and everything goes back to how it was…
Except for the fact that Inuyasha tosses the crumpled tissue into a nearby trash can, looks up at her, smiles, and winks .
She grabs her second glass and downs the last of it. She swears she hears Inuyasha chuckle, the bastard.
"So, how long have you three been together?" Naoki – one of the boys Kagome has only met today – raises his glass towards Eri, Ayumi, and Yuka, the last of whom is laying with her head on Eri's lap and her legs across Ayumi's.
"A little over a year," Eri says, playing with a lock of Yuka's hair.
" Officially ," Ayumi specifies, running her fingers up and down Yuka's leg, making her shiver. "We've only been out that long. We've been together since middle school."
Naoki whistles in amazement, and the three smile shyly. "So," he says, turning to Kagome, who's just returned with glass number 3. "Are you part of the polycule too?" Kagome laughs and waves her hand.
"No, no, we're just friends. I've only known them since high school."
" Friends , ha," Yuka says with a shudder as Ayumi dips two fingers inside her. "Kagome's our occasional fuck buddy."
"You don't have to say it like that!" she protests, as Sango, Miroku, and Inuyasha roar with laughter.
"Oh, you like girls?" Kaori, a very pretty friend of Sango's, asks in interest.
"Yep," Kagome says, taking a sip of her drink. Kaori nods sagely and raises her own glass.
"To girls!"
"To girls!" the entire room shouts, raising their own drinks (except for Yuka, who is increasingly unable to speak as Ayumi fingers her). The wetness between Kagome's legs is getting more insistent as she watches.
"It took about a year before we knew Kagome would be cool with it if we told her," Ayumi says, quirking a smile as Yuka whines under her touch.
"And then she tells us she likes girls too, and we suggest that maybe she'd like to have some fun with us, and that was that," Eri adds. She gives Yuka's nipple a firm twist and Yuka cums with a shout, back arching.
Kagome's so horny she almost gives in and shoves her hand between her legs; instead, she crosses them. Sango, however, isn't even bothering to hide her own arousal, and is calmly fingering herself as she watches.
"After a few months of fooling around together, the four of us, we asked if she wanted to be with us , with us, but she said she preferred to just stay friends," Ayumi finishes as she withdraws her fingers. "With benefits, of course." She sticks them in her mouth and sucks them clean with obvious relish, smiling fondly at the still trembling Yuka.
"The best kind of friends," Kaori says with an approving nod towards Kagome, who raises her glass in response.
By this point Yuka has composed herself, but it's clear that being fingered to a mind-numbing orgasm has only whetted her appetite. She sits up and pulls Eri and Ayumi each into a searing kiss. Miroku wolf-whistles again, but she ignores him.
"Hey, uh, speaking of," Ayumi says as Yuka pulls her and Eri impatiently to their feet, "I think we're gonna go to another room and fuck each other silly." Sango looks up.
"Oh? Would you mind if I joined you?"
Eri looks at Ayumi, who looks at Yuka, who looks back at Eri. All three of them look at Sango, who returns their gaze unashamedly as she rubs her own clit. Eri smiles and nods. "Hell yeah, let's go." Sango practically bounces to her feet and gives Miroku a peck.
"See you in a bit, I'm gonna go get fucked silly," she says, and Miroku laughs against her lips.
"Have fun."
She giggles and runs off after the three, who've already been pulled out of the room by an increasingly eager Yuka.
—
Sango doesn't return for over an hour. When at last the four of them wander back into the living room looking rumpled, Miroku has no time to say anything more than "How was–" before Sango is yanking him off his feet and dragging him out of the room.
Miroku sighs dramatically, but flashes a wicked grin over his shoulder as he allows her to pull him upstairs.
"She is insatiable ," Yuka says with something akin to awe. "He must have the stamina of a bull." Kagome snorts in amusement.
"You have no idea."
Everyone turns to look questioningly at her. Kagome just shrugs. "Sango and I were roommates freshman year. Some nights I didn't get much sleep."
"Because she was always bringing Miroku to the room, or because you two were always fooling around?" Hojo asks.
"Yes," she says, and he snorts.
Over the course of the next hour, the house begins to empty. Several of the people Kagome didn't know before that day have already left, and Hojo and Takuya decide to head out too. Ayumi, Eri, and Yuka follow soon after, and suddenly Kagome realizes that she and Inuyasha are the only ones left.
She fiddles with her empty glass, unsure of how to break the silence. Inuyasha awkwardly pushes his coaster back and forth across the little table next to the couch. He opens his mouth, but then closes it again. His eyes flick towards her and back to the coaster.
"So…how are things?"
Kagome snorts an undignified laugh. "Really?"
Inuyasha laughs too. "Yeah, sorry. Kinda don't know what to say when I'm alone with someone at an orgy."
"A naked party with benefits, " she corrects him.
"Ah, yes, sorry," he says with a smile.
"But I know what you mean," she says. "You have no idea how nervous I was about this." She gives him a small smile, and he returns it gratefully.
"Me too. I know I like to have my fun with Miroku, but I've never done anything as public as this."
"I don't feel nervous anymore, though," she says, smiling shyly and looking down at the floor. "I'm comfortable around my friends…around you."
His mouth falls open slightly, and for a second he looks like he wants to say something. But then he returns her smile and just says, "I'm glad."
Silence falls again. After a few seconds, Kagome clears her throat.
"So, uh…I was sorry to hear about you and Kikyo."
Inuyasha looks up at her. There's something in his eyes that she can't identify.
"I am too," he says quietly.
"Can I ask what happened?"
He looks away again with a sad smile. For a long time he doesn't speak, but then he shifts in his seat and sits up straighter.
"Well, uh… this happened. This party, I mean," he clarifies when she tilts her head in confusion. "She didn't like that I wanted to come."
"She didn't want to come with you?" Kagome asks.
"It wasn't that," he says. "She knew she didn't have to come along if she didn't want to. She didn't want me to go."
"I was honest with her from the very beginning, when she asked me out. 'I don't want to be tied to just one person,' I said. I pointed to Sango and Miroku as an example – they're committed to each other, but they also accept and respect that neither of them wants to be exclusive. It doesn't mean they don't love each other, and I told her that just because I wanted the same thing, it didn't mean I didn't love her . That I didn't prioritize our relationship. And for a long time, she seemed to understand."
He spins the coaster between his fingers, and sets it down again.
"When I told her about this party, it turned into a fight. In the end, it wasn't fair to her, so we broke up."
Kagome stands and crosses the room. She sits down next to him on the couch and lays her head on his shoulder. He puts his arm around her and pulls her close.
"I'm sorry," she says. He huffs a laugh and gives her arm an affectionate pinch.
"I appreciate it, but it's not necessary."
A minute or so passes in companionable silence. Kagome nuzzles her cheek into his chest, closing her eyes and taking a deep, slow breath. Inuyasha looks down at her.
"Are you sniffing me?"
She flushes and buries her face in his arm. He laughs and moves so he can still see her face. "You are!"
"No, I'm not!" she protests as he tries to turn her fully towards him, but she's little and twisty, like a cat, and she worms out of his arms with a laugh. "I'm smelling, not sniffing!"
"I can't smell too good, I've been sitting in a room full of horny naked people for hours." He manages to get a hold of her arm and flip her around so that she's sitting on his lap, straddling him.
The intimacy of the position hits her, and she feels the heat rising in her cheeks.
"You smell fine," she whispers, eyes locked on his. She leans forward.
"It's just bar soap…"
Their lips brush together and her tongue ghosts across his, and she's wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in, and his hands are on her waist and the kiss is getting deeper, more frantic…
She pushes herself away with a gasp.
"I'm sorry, I should've asked first–"
She moves to get off of his lap, but he holds her tight. He turns her back to face him...his hand cups her cheek.
"Kagome…"
She crushes herself against his lips and forgets the world.
—
When Kagome imagined her first time with Inuyasha (and she imagined it frequently and vigorously), it usually involved a date at a nice restaurant beforehand, a walk in the park or a movie, maybe flowers. It didn't involve making out on a couch after an orgy, while your two best friends fuck upstairs.
Kagome is in no mind to give a shit about propriety right now.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he rasps against her neck as he kisses his way upwards. Kagome's laugh is throaty in his ear.
"Not as long as I have."
Fisting her hand in his hair, she pulls his head back so she can capture his lips again. Inuyasha submits like he's never wanted anything more; it gives him an excuse to dig his fingers into her ass and pull her hips into his own. Doing so places the length of his cock against her lips. Kagome growls and reaches down.
She breaks the kiss, but only because there's no way around it as she takes him in her hand and raises her hips. In one smooth, swift motion she drops back down onto him.
" Fuck, you're so wet, " he breathes. Kagome's only response is to rock her hips into his, forcing a ragged gasp from his throat.
"I was hoping this would happen today." She picks up the pace, panting in desperate need. "I've wanted to fuck you for years ."
Inuyasha grins, all sharp teeth; there's an almost dangerous glint in his eyes.
"As you wish."
For one brief second she wonders if perhaps she's gotten herself in too deep, but then his strong arms are around her waist, he flips her onto her back, draws her legs up to his shoulders, and thrusts down into her, and it's so good she almost cries out in pleasure.
The sound of a soft laugh floats in from the archway.
"Oh, finally."
She looks to her right – Sango and Miroku have just returned, looking satisfied and freshly showered. Miroku has boxers on, and Sango is wearing a pair of red panties, but otherwise they haven't bothered to get dressed. Miroku nods approvingly at the two of them as he sits down in a chair, taking a sip from a bottle of water he'd procured somewhere. Kagome smiles back, far too gone to care about being watched.
"'Bout fuckin' time," Sango agrees, taking the couch right next to Kagome, and Inuyasha chuckles as he continues to thrust into her. "Bite her nipples, she likes that."
Inuyasha gives Sango a raised eyebrow, and turns back to Kagome with a grin. Leaning forward, he takes a nipple between his teeth, and he's rewarded with a throaty moan.
Sango slips a hand between Kagome's legs and runs a finger over her clit. Kagome's hips twitch and her breath hitches. "Sango, what are y–"
"Oh, don't act all innocent," Sango teases, rubbing in gentle circles. Kagome's legs slip from Inuyasha's shoulders and tighten around his waist instead; she bites her bottom lip, panting through her nose as Sango works on her. "I saw your face when Miroku and Inuyasha were having their fun. And you almost started masturbating with me while watching the three girls. Don't act like you're not as depraved as the rest of us."
Kagome tries to protest, but Sango silences her with a kiss.
Inuyasha is getting close. Watching Kagome writhe and moan under his combined thrusts and Sango's fingers is doing nothing to help his stamina. Sango seems to notice, because she glances up at him with a knowing grin, before turning back to Kagome.
"He's gonna pop any minute now," Sango whispers into her ear. "He's gonna fill you up until you're overflowing with his cum. Do you want that?" Kagome nods frantically, eyes wide, pupils dilated.
"I want it," she rasps.
"Well, he's not gonna do that until you cum first. Isn't that right, Inuyasha?" She gives him a look, and he grins. He nods. Kagome's eyes widen even more. Sango's fingers move faster, and Kagome's hips raise off the couch of their own accord, her fingers fisted tightly on the edge of the cushion. Her breaths come in barely coherent whines.
"Fuck, you're so hot," Inuyasha whispers, eyes gleaming as he takes her in, all wanton and debauched beneath him. "Do it. Cum for me."
She does. Her legs clamp vice-like around his waist and, with one final, loud grunt, she climaxes. Her hips twitch and shudder, her muscles squeezing his cock in a staccato rhythm.
"Fuck, I can't–"
Despite the aftershocks of her orgasm, the feeling of the first hot jet of his cum being released into her makes her gasp. He's true to Sango's prediction: he cums like he's never cum before, pulse after powerful pulse, until she's quite literally overflowing with his seed. Sango grips the base of his cock, pumping him as he fills her up. His orgasm is so strong that when Sango briefly lets go of him he accidentally slips out and the last few ropes land on Kagome's breasts and stomach.
Kagome lays boneless on the couch, arms limp at her side, chest heaving. Inuyasha sits back on his heels, catching his breath. She can feel his semen dripping out of her onto the floor.
"We're gonna have to steam clean this whole house after today," Sango says, more amused than annoyed. Miroku chuckles and stands up, crossing over to kneel down next to Inuyasha.
"Congratulations you two," he says, kissing Inuyasha, who responds hungrily. He breaks the kiss with a coy smile (Inuyasha leans towards him like he still wants more as Miroku turns away), and gives Kagome a very business-like shake of the hand, which makes her giggle. "Now I don't have to hear you both whine about asking the other one out anymore."
—
Kagome and Inuyasha take care of the wayward pools of cum they left on the floor and offer to help clean up the rest of the house too, but Miroku and Sango wave it off. "There's no point," Miroku says, insinuating his arms around Inuyasha's waist from behind and laying his chin on his shoulder. Inuyasha covers Miroku's clasped hands with his own and leans against him. "Sango and I have already taken care of the worst of it. Besides, I was rather looking forward to spending some time together, just the four of us." He turns and kisses Inuyasha's neck; Inuyasha closes his eyes and sighs happily.
Miroku lets him go with a playful smack on the butt. "But you two should shower first. Just don't wear yourselves out before you get back down here."
There's no arguing with that.
Kagome and Inuyasha head upstairs to the bathroom. True to their word, they keep it mostly chaste while they shower each other off, though there is quite a bit of grabbing, kissing, and giggling involved.
When they return to the room, they find Miroku and Sango sitting together on the couch watching a movie and nibbling on some leftover food.
"You're back sooner than I expected," Sango teases. "I figured you'd at least have a quickie while you were up there. Want anything?" She indicates the tray of various snacks on the ottoman.
"Thanks." Kagome takes a couple meatballs-on-toothpicks and a napkin and sits down next to Sango. Inuyasha waves it away and takes a seat on the floor, leaning back against the couch next to Miroku's legs. Miroku scritches the back of his head, and Inuyasha makes a happy sound in his throat and closes his eyes.
All in all, it's a very cozy, warm kind of evening. About twenty minutes into the movie, Inuyasha moves up to the couch, and about twenty minutes later Sango looks over to find him and Miroku more interested in making out than actually watching. She pauses the movie and smacks Miroku's arm.
"Haven't you had enough for one day?"
Miroku extricates himself from Inuyasha's face (though Inuyasha's hand remains on his cock), and gives her a look of pure (and entirely false) offense.
" Excuse me , but Inuyasha and I haven't had much time together at all today and I'd like to get my dick sucked."
"You've already had your dick sucked," she retorts, grinning.
"Yes, and it was wonderful, thank you. But now it's his turn."
"Yeah, now it's my turn," Inuyasha echoes, and slides down to the floor to take his position between Miroku's legs. Sango rolls her eyes and unpauses the movie.
Kagome has only heard about the things Inuyasha and Miroku do together; before today, she'd never seen it. So she watches in intense fascination, just like earlier, as Inuyasha goes at Miroku's cock with a will she never would've expected from someone who didn't even know he was bi until relatively recently.
What really strikes her, however, is that for someone who likes to maintain a reputation for being almost arrogantly confident and in control at all times, Inuyasha is astonishingly demure and submissive when it comes to Miroku.
"Yes, just like that," Miroku encourages softly, stroking Inuyasha's hair as he bobs his head on Miroku's shaft. "I've been looking forward to having your mouth on my cock all day. I see you have too."
Inuyasha makes a noise in the back of his throat and looks up at Miroku with such a hungry, needy expression that Kagome is amazed. She glances at Sango, who just smiles back at her with a look that says They're always like this .
Kagome considers herself ok at blowjobs – not the best, but not terribly bad either. But Inuyasha…Inuyasha is a master . Learning from someone as knowledgeable as Miroku has, apparently, turned him into a connoisseur of cock-sucking. Kagome even finds herself taking mental notes as she watches, hand between her own legs. Even Sango has decided to ignore the end of the movie and is happily fingering herself to the ongoing show beside her.
Miroku keeps up a steady stream of encouragement and affirmations as Inuyasha works. Inuyasha grips his own cock as he does, though he doesn't seem quite coordinated enough to suck cock and jack off at the same time. Nevertheless, by the time Miroku's hands tighten in Inuyasha's hair, Inuyasha himself is breathing hard through his nose as his own orgasm approaches.
"Are you close?" Miroku rasps. Inuyasha looks up at him through his eyelashes and groans, which answers the question. "I am too. Come here."
Inuyasha jumps to his feet and almost crashes against Miroku in his hunger to kiss him, knees on either side of Miroku's legs. Miroku puts his hand over Inuyasha's, encompassing both of their dicks at once, and together they cum all over Miroku's chest.
In the back of her mind, Kagome wonders how Inuyasha is able to cum like a firehose every single time. But this thought is drowned by the sight before her: Miroku, covered in both his and Inuyasha's cum, chuckling in satisfaction as Inuyasha, forehead against his, grins stupidly, like a little kid with a new toy.
"I need a paper towel," Miroku says, and the mood is instantly broken as Inuyasha laughs.
"Aww," Sango complains with a frown. "I was so close, too!" She sits up looking dejected.
"I could finish you off," Kagome says, hopefully. "If you want, I mean…"
Sango's face immediately lights up and she slides back into her former half-slumped position, spreading her legs. "Hell yeah, get in there!"
Kagome exhales an amused huff and kneels down. As opposed to giving blowjobs, she's confident in her skills in the area of going down on someone. And so, without further ado, she dives right in.
"Holy shit," Inuyasha says, returning from the kitchen with Miroku a while later, having cleaned themselves off. It's only been a few minutes and Sango is already a trembling wreck under Kagome's tongue. "How is she so good at that?"
"L-lots of prac…haaahhhh... practice ," Sango stammers, as Kagome continues her oral assault " Fffff… fuck, Kagome, you're bringing your A-game today…." Kagome's eyes crinkle in what is unmistakably an extremely smug smile, and Sango wants to smack her, but then Kagome does that thing with her tongue that she knows Sango loves and Sango forgets to breathe.
Inuyasha watches, chin propped up on his hand, like a student watching a master at work. Miroku, who's heard tales of Kagome's lingual prowess, is not as surprised, but no less impressed.
In no time at all Sango's wild keening has reached a fevered pitch that can only portend a massive orgasm…but then Kagome pulls back, slows down, and Sango falls away right at the brink.
"Ka…Kagome," she pants, "why did you st–"
Kagome starts again and Sango shrieks . Inuyasha's eyes are as wide as saucers. Even Miroku mutters a quiet " damn ". Again Kagome brings her right to the edge, and again she pulls back, leaving Sango whining for release.
"Kagome, please… "
Kagome's face is no longer crinkled in smug self-satisfaction…there's a dangerous glint in her eyes now. A look of pure seriousness, of determination. Once more she drives Sango right up to the very brink, and this time she keeps her there. She holds her right on the edge, not backing away but not quite finishing the job either, until finally… finally …she ends it.
Sango's climax slams into her so hard that she's completely silent as her whole body tenses and shakes…and then suddenly all the tension is released and she slumps back onto the couch, gasping like she just ran a marathon.
"You…" She can barely form words. "...you evil…you did that on purpose…" Kagome simply sticks her tongue out with a smirk.
"That's what you get for calling me depraved."
Sango laughs between panting gasps, an arm thrown over her face.
"I guess we've all learned a lesson today," Miroku says, helping Sango sit up and handing her a glass of water which she receives with shaking hands. "Don't tease Kagome, because she will hold a grudge and you will regret it."
"You have to teach me how to do that," Inuyasha says in open awe as Kagome joins him on the love seat.
"If you teach me how to suck dick like you, I will," she replies.
"Deal," he says, and they shake on it.
—
Kagome doesn't go home that night. Once Sango is suitably recovered (and finally, for once, entirely satisfied), she and Miroku pull out the couch bed and bring down a set of blankets and sheets from the upstairs linen closet. With Inuyasha and Kagome's help they make the fold out nice and comfy.
"Now, don't stay up too late, you two," Miroku says with a wink as he and Sango walk out hand-in-hand. Kagome gives her most innocent smile.
"No promises."
No sooner than the hallway lights are out and the sound of the upstairs bedroom door closing is heard than she slips her hand into Inuyasha's boxers.
"One more before bed," she whispers, stroking him until he's fully erect.
"If we have to," he sighs with a grin, and she sits up on her knees and almost yanks his boxers off, tossing them to the side. A second later her panties join them and she slips him inside her with a contented sigh.
Later, as they lay together, nearly asleep, he whispers "Hey."
"Hmm?"
"I'm really glad you decided to come today."
Kagome nuzzles against his chest.
"Me too."