Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or its characters. This is my first attempt at writing an MA. Please be kind.
Slipping the short, white satin robe from her shoulders and letting it pool around her feet on the floor. Kagome stepped out of the rumbled satin, easing herself an inch at a time into the tempered water. Needing to remove herself from the bathtub as quickly as possible, she reached for the fragrance free soap and proceeded to wash her naked form.
She often wonders if punishing herself is really worth the money Miroku pays her. She does count herself lucky she does not have to strip and dance in front of the gentleman who frequent the club, or perform sexual acts on their person as the other girls do, but her job is not that much different from them.
Her job is more classified as naked art or to be more precise Nyotaimori.
She allows clients to eat from her naked skin. The only area of her body covered is her sex, which is usually covered with some kind of garnish.
Kagome heard someone knock on her dressing room door, and chose to ignore it. She has to get ready before her clients arrive and she can’t let herself get distracted. She’d heard rumors that a very important guest would be arriving at the club later tonight with some of his business colleagues and she was requested for the evening.
“Kagome, are you in here?” She heard Miroku ask, peeking his head around the corner. He didn’t bother to wait for her reply and walked in her direction.
She didn’t bother to yell at him. He’s her boss and the owner of the gentlemen’s club. He could do as he pleased and there is nothing she can do about it. Besides, he has seen her naked plenty of times before.
“I’m just about done,” she answered, submerging herself into the water to rinse the unscented soap from her hair. She then lifted herself from the white porcelain bathtub and wrapped a towel around her head and one around the lower half.
Miroku knew it was wrong to stare at Kagome’s curvy figure, but he could not help himself. She is a beautiful woman and if he wasn’t married to Sango, her best friend, he would’ve tried to coax her into his bed. It would be a futile effort on his part, though.
Kagome is not easy as most of the girls in his club and that is the main reason why Kagome is so highly sought after. Men pay a lot of money each night to be the first one to fuck her, but Kagome refuses every single offer. Earning her the title of ‘Ice Queen.’
“Why have you come to see me, Miroku?” She asked him, sitting in front of her vanity mirror, brushing her long, silky raven colored hair. She knew him well, and she could see that something was disturbing him.
Miroku closed his eyes and rubbed a hand down his face. He had no idea how to go about this. He didn’t want to ask one of his good friends for a favor, but he had no choice. His livelihood and his worker’s jobs were at stake.
He cleared his throat and avoided looking directly at her. “The club is not making any money, Kagome,” he admitted. “If business doesn’t pick up, I might have to file for bankruptcy or let the bank take it.”
“Why are you telling me this?” She asked. “Shouldn’t Sango be the one to hear it?”
He shook his head. “I can’t go to her about this,” he admitted.
Kagome finished with her preparations and walked away from the vanity table, standing before him. “I don’t know anything about running a business, but I will help any way I can,” she confessed, worried about her friend.
A sad smile crossed Miroku’s features. “A client is meeting me here tonight to discuss plans of selling half the club to him, making him my partner.”
“This is good news, Miroku,” Kagome spoke, growing concerned for him. He should be happy with the news.
He decided it was time to tell her and stop taking the coward‘s way out. “I agreed to let him sleep with you, Kagome,” he spoke softly, trying to ease the blow. There was a hint of regret in his voice, but the damage was done and he could do nothing to change that fact.
She stared at him with a hurtful expression on her face, but he knew she was going to give in. She has too much of a kind heart.
“You got the wrong girl for that. You promised me I wouldn’t have to sleep with anyone to keep my job, Miroku,” she spoke angrily, after the shock had worn off. “It’s written in my damn contract. You can’t force me. I will sue you for this.”
Miroku stayed by the door. He wanted to make sure he could still make a run for it. Kagome is a force to be reckoned with when she is angry. “I know that, Kagome, and I truly sorry for demanding such a thing from you. But I don’t have any other choice. I can’t lose my club.”
“Why the hell not, Miroku?” She asked, not keeping the anger out of her voice. “You can always sell the damn club to him and make more money that way.”
Miroku kneeled before her. He then took her clench fists in his hands and held onto them when she tried to wrench them free. He then stared up at her with a pleading look. "I don't know what else to do," He whispered. “We just found out that Sango is pregnant.”
She gave him a dirty look. “That had better not been a lie, Miroku. If I find out that Sango is not pregnant, I won’t regret watching her beat you senseless.”
“It’s true,” he continued to whisper. “She wanted to tell you herself, but I need you to understand why I have to sell half of my business. I need the club to support my unborn child.”
She really needed to calm down, because she wanted to kill him. She'd known something like this would happen.
Kagome wasn't happy with what she must do, but she is certain she's doing the right thing. She could care less about the other girls who work with her. But she can't let Sango suffer and lose everything she has because business is poor and her husband can't manage money well.
She drew a deep breath and got a handle on her temper before she spoke again. “I have a few demands of my own before I agree.”
Miroku gave her a grateful smile. “Anything,” he promised.
She still wanted to beat him senseless, but this could work to her advantage. “I get to decide when I want to work and receive a raise,” she spoke, watching him nod in agreement to her first set of demands. “And I want a college fund set up for my brother, Souta.”
Miroku knew her family is experiencing hard times and she only works for him to help them. He hopes that one day she will forgive him and help him clear his conscience, or what was left of it. “Done,” he said, lifting himself off the floor.
She knew she was going to regret this, but what choice does she have? He had already agreed to her demands. The only thing holding her back was her own conscience. She feels guilty for selling herself to the highest bidder. Her mother had taught her better than that.
“I will do it,” she said, after coming to a decision. She might burn in hell for this, but her family’s well being comes first.
Noticing it was becoming late, Miroku and Kagome made their way to the VIP room to get her ready for their client. Burgundy walls greeted them when Miroku unlocked the door and a long, black table in the middle, taking up half the room.
Kagome removed her robe and handed it to Miroku for him to take care of. She then sprayed her body with cold water to bring her body temperature down low enough for the sushi to be placed on. She laid herself across the table and waited for Miroku to place the flower and leaves upon her naked form.
“Have you shaved your sex?” Miroku asked, receiving a nod from her. He didn’t say anything more to her, because he knew she was getting into her comfort zone. It is her way of dealing with the men who come to eat off her body and prod her with chopsticks.
Realizing she had stiffened her body, he gently laid long, green leaves down each of her legs and her arms to allow the sushi to be placed on. He then placed a striking, peony with the outer petals the color of magenta and frosted pink in the center, with green ferns acting as leaves on either side of it for the final touch. Another green leaf was placed along the middle of her chest, down to her hips, leaving her breasts bare. One of his girls brought in platters of sushi and he placed each one on the leaves he had placed on Kagome’s body. Then he placed sushi on her average sized breasts, covering every inch.
Kagome was ready and it was time to let the men enter the room. Each man stared at Kagome upon entering and quickly found their seats, leaving the one seat open near her upper body. That seat would be for his client, who was the last to enter.
Miroku stood before them and bowed to show his respects. “Good evening, gentleman,” he spoke, making sure to make eye contact with each one. “Before we start this evening, there are some rules that must be said before we can proceed.”
The men murmured amongst themselves wanting to get it over with, so they could start sampling the sushi on the naked woman in front of them. Most of them have never been to a Nyotaimori before and the very thought of eating off a naked woman excited them.
“I will stay in the room at all times to make sure nothing inappropriate takes place,” He spoke with firm tone. “You cannot talk to her, molest her, or say anything offensive to or about her. With that said, gentlemen, you may pick up your chopsticks and begin.”
Miroku bent down next to Kagome’s ear and whispered, “The man on your right is the one who wants to sleep with you. He promised me he will do so in private and order the men from the room to partake in some of the other girls. He also promised not to harm you or force you into anything you don’t want to do.”
The anger sparking in her bright blue eyes let him know she had heard everything he said and she was still not pleased with the situation. He took a few steps back and leaned against the wall to make sure things ran smoothly and the gentlemen behaved themselves. He would removed them from the room if necessary.
Kagome didn’t move her body, but she let her eyes roam over the man sitting on her right. Handsome is not the exact word she would use to describe him. He’s more the fallen angel type with his gorgeous golden colored eyes that seemed to draw you within their depths. She wanted to bury her hands in his long, silver hair, to discover if they were soft and silky to the touch. Her blue eyes traveled to his full, kissable lips and her sex throbbed with need as she imagined how his long, slender fingers would feel deep within her pussy.
She hated the way she was reacting to him. Though she fought against it, there was no denying it. She wanted this man to touch her, to give her pleasure.
The man she heard someone call, Sesshoumaru, touched the hollow of her throat and her pulse quickened. He smirked at her and reached over to take a piece of sushi from the breast nearest to him, dropping it into his mouth. “I was taught not to play with my food, but the sight before me is too tempting to resist,” He whispered, his breath caressing her ear.
She fought hard to stop the shivers that threatened.
To her he seems like the type of man who doesn’t play by the rules and makes up his own to suit his own needs. She wasn’t going to complain. She wanted to see how far his seduction would go until he gets caught. The very idea of them getting caught, turned her on.
Kagome felt fingers dance lightly across her right hand and knew it was him. She decided if he was going to break the rules, then she will join in his game. She slipped the tip of her tongue out and lick her lips, drawing his gaze. She did it again to make sure he was watching and felt a smiles cross her lips.
Sesshoumaru felt his cock tighten and knew he had to have her now. Her naked body has teased him enough and he wanted to feel the inner walls of her pussy around his cock. “Out,” he growled out to the other men in the room. They quickly obeyed and he heard Miroku lock the door behind him.
He unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and pulled it over his head, letting it drop to the floor. He eased the zipper of his pants and stepped out of them. He was eager to have her, but he needed to make sure she got her pleasure first. He wanted her to remember their first night together, because he was assured there will be plenty more to come.
Kagome remained rigid and silent, letting him make all the moves. She was nervous and had every right to be, but at the same time she wanted him to take her fast and hard.
He rose over her and slowly pressed his lips against hers. He felt her respond to him and wanted even more from her. He pushed his tongue against her lips and felt her mouth open. Slipping his tongue in her mouth and dueling with her own, caused him to groan. He continued for a few minutes more before moving on to her breasts.
She moaned as he nuzzled her breast and drew a nipple into the warm, wet cavern of his mouth. Her body arched slightly as he began to suck her nipple, while using his hand to roll the other nipple between his fingers. She moaned as he switched between breasts, continuing his administrations.
He released Kagome‘s breast and began to kiss his way down her body, making the leaves fall off. Reaching her sex, he had Kagome spread her legs and gazed at the treasure that lay between them. He reached for the peony and used the petals to tease her outer lips, crushing the petals and releasing their sweet fragrance in the air. He removed the flower after awhile and replaced it with his tongue, enjoying the bittersweet taste.
His tongue moved over every inch of her hot folds. She tilted her head back, her breathing getting quicker with every stroke of his tongue. Moving back he gave a little flick of his tongue against the clit. Kagome cried out as a powerful climax tore through her body. Her legs clamped on Sesshoumaru tightly, pushing his face and tongue deeper into her sex.
He then parted her folds and slipped a finger in her. A shocked gasp slipped from her and rewarded her by slipping another finger into her tight pussy. A loud moan of pleasure was torn from Kagome’s lips as she felt a finger move around inside her, and in response her inner muscles clenched tight around it, drawing it deeper inside. Just as she thought she could take no more pleasure, her whole body shook, as another orgasm tore through her body.
Sesshoumaru decided he had pleasure her enough and wanted to feel her tongue on his cock. He moved up her body, kissing every inch, and positioned himself before her awaiting mouth, his cock already hard with aching need.
Kagome was more than happy to obliged him and took him within her mouth, sucking him while moving her hand up and down the rigid staff. She increased her humming as he began to thrust into her mouth.
With his eyes locked on hers, he guided himself in her sex, filling her slowly. He withdrew and plunged in again, receiving a soft mewl from her. She entwined her legs around his waist, and moaned loudly when she felt his cock push deep into her pussy.
“Tell me what you want, Kagome,” he spoke, reaching down to rub her clit in time with his strokes.
She made a whimper before she whispered. “Fuck me, please.”
Sesshoumaru didn’t need any other encouragement and moved faster within the walls of her pussy. He watched in fascination as her back arched off the table, her head thrashing from side to side crying out her his name in ecstasy. Feeling her tight walls clench around him was enough to bring him over the edge, causing him to roar in release as his seed was shot into her.
He laid down next to her and put his hand on her waist, pulling her against his side in a protective gesture. “I want you to quit your job,” he spoke, taking a lock of her hair and twisting it around his finger. “I don’t want another man to touch what belongs to me.”
Kagome’s mouth fell open in shock. She believed this would be a one time deal. “You want me to become your mistress?” She said, moving away from him. “What kind of a woman do you take me for? I only agreed to sleep with you to save Miroku’s club. Other than that, our business here is finished. “
She walked across the room to retrieve her robe and quickly wrapped it around her. She didn’t bother tying it. She wanted to remove herself from the room as quickly as possible. She didn’t even hear him move and found herself being turned back towards him.
“I don’t want you as my mistress,” he admitted, looking down at her. “I have watched you for a long time and I admit I fell for you. I want to spend the rest of my days with you by my side, and in my bed.”
His confession should have shocked her, but it didn’t. She had felt a connection with him from the very beginning, like they were meant for each other. She doesn’t have to marry him right away, but she can take her time in getting to know him. “Miroku’s not going to be happy for losing his best girl.”
Sesshoumaru smirked and leaned down to brush his lips against her neck. He would leave a hickey on her so that others will understand that she was his and off limits. His hands slowly moved down and grabbed her ass.
“I’m ready for more,” he whispered into her ear, rubbing his cock against her. “How about we remove your robe and spend some time to get acquainted with one another.”
Kagome moaned softly and answered by letting the robe slip from her shoulders.
The End