Straight A's by Katie

Re-test

WARNINGS! Under age sex. Inappropriate teacher/student relationship. Sex and smut and all sorts of torrid shit.

AN PLEASE READ, I am working on my lemon writing skills. This is totally a pwp oneshot. If you review please please tell me how it was, I don't need details just a thumbs up or down would be great ... unless you want to tell me details that's cool too. Oh and read all the way through the end it kind of a twist I think. Thanks for reading.

Disclaimer: all Inuyasha characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I am just using them for porn that I will make no money off of.


Straight A's

As the final bell of the day sounded the atmosphere of the school changed instantly. Students chatted happily as they gathered their belongings and filed out of the classrooms.

Kagome placed her texts and notes in her book bag and started to stand, but was stopped by a firm hand on her shoulder.

"Miss Higurashi, I'd like you to stay and discuss your performance on this last exam."

Kagome sighed and plopped back down in her front row desk.

"Good luck Kagome." Sango whispered to her friend as she exited the room, leaving Kagome and Sesshoumaru-sensei alone.

Sesshoumaru-sama was the toughest teacher in the school. He taught only advanced classes because he would only deal with students who were serious about their education. Being a demon gave him advantage over most other teachers as well as students. He could tell if someone was cheating, he could tell if they lied about being sick, hell he could even tell if they lied about needing to go to the bathroom. He was strict; he accepted no excuses and offered no second chances.

Kagome rolled her bottom lip between her teeth as he leaned against his desk directly in front of her. She totally bombed this last exam and she knew it. She just hoped he would let her remain in the class so that she could try to make it up on the next one. Even with this one F, if she did well on the rest of the exams she could still pass with a B. Maybe if he gave some extra credit she could pull a low A.

"I expected better from you. I don't like to be wrong and you have, unfortunately, made me wrong."

Kagome had always been one of Sesshoumaru's better students. The girl might be a bit flighty, but otherwise she had always been a great student. So far this year she received top marks on every, paper, assignment, and exam. That is, until the last one where she flunked. He made a reputation for himself as being a hard-ass, but he knew something was wrong with the girl. She never would have failed otherwise. This one time he was willing to give a student a second chance.

"What happened?" When the girl hesitated and shifted uncomfortably in her seat he went on. "I don't normally give make-up tests. Your performance on this test was so poor compared to your homework and previous tests that I can only assume that there must have been some sort of extenuating circumstances that lead to such a downfall."

Kagome shifted again, this time leaning over on her elbows. The neckline of her uniform plunged and dipped. The position and gravity gave Sesshoumaru a view of sculpted top edge of her bra and what lie beneath.

After a long dramatic sigh Kagome spoke. "I've just been really distracted lately." She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, and then coming to a conclusion straightened and released the pink, slightly swollen lip.

"I've got this boyfriend right?" When Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow she elaborated. "He doesn't go here, he's in college. Anyway, we are getting really serious, you know? And I don't know if I'm ready." Kagome looked up shyly at him, through her thick dark lashes as if he could give her some kind of an answer to this very personal problem.

"You failed your exam because of this?" He knew that he was egging her on. It was so wrong, but god, the flush on her cheeks and the innocent way she spoke was turning him on.

"I'm kind of stressed out about it and it is a big deal!" She huffed and sat back, crossing her arms over her chest and pushing her breasts up and together. The tops were flushed just like her cheeks.

"Tell me." Sesshoumaru ordered and he placed his hands in his pockets so he could discreetly adjust himself to relieve some of the pressure his zipper was putting on his swelling cock. He was going to go to hell for this and he knew it.

"Um" Kagome adjusted too. She uncrossed her legs to get into a more comfortable position giving him a quick glimpse of the white cotton barrier covering her sex. "He wants to go all the way right? But, I don't know if I'm ready. Well, scratch that I am ready. I just don't know if I'll be good enough. He's in college and he's got all those experienced college girls around. I just don't know if lil'-ol'-virgin-high-school-girl-me will be good enough." The blush spread from her cheeks down to the tops of her breasts. Her full pink lips were formed into a cute little pout that made her look a little more innocent and all the more sexy.

"You could always give yourself to another first that way you would have some experience." Sesshoumaru offered.

Kagome laughed at the suggestion. "I don't think any of the boys here in this school would do Sesshoumaru-sensei."

Time to reel it in.  "No, probably not. You wouldn't really want to lose your virginity to some sniveling, blundering, little idiot anyway; would you Kagome?"

Sesshoumaru straightened himself and cleared the space between them in one fluid step.

Kagome had to crane her neck to look up at him, admiration and ... something else shining in her big and always so expressive eyes. He could smell her arousal. It surrounded him, filled him.

"N-no. I d-don't think I'd want t-that." she stammered and squirmed a little in her seat.

Sesshoumaru pushed the writing table aside and braced himself with one hand on the back of her chair and the other on her thigh, trapping her, caging her in with his much larger body. He leaned into her so close that his lips were just barely touching her ear, "I can help you. I am, after all, a very good teacher."

Liquid heat pooled between Kagome's thighs at the combination of his proximity and his breath in her ear. She could smell him, his lightly scented deodorant, the scent of coffee and food on his hot breath. She squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to relive some of the sweet painful tension between her legs. She tried to say yes, teach me, but in the suffocating weight of his presence all she could do was nod. With the hand that was already on her thigh he squeezed and gently forced her legs apart, taking away the only relief that she had to the building, pulsating sensation inside of her.

"You need to be show more patience than that." he tsked and took her hands lifting her out of the seat then with both hands on her hips pushed her back and seated her on his desk. The surface was cold under her hands and bare thigh backs, much colder than the metal chair she had occupied for the last hour had been.

He took a step back from her and looked her over; assessing, appraising. Kagome squirmed under his gaze bringing more skin in contact with the cold surface of her desk. She felt like she was at the doctor's office waiting to be told of her medical fate.

"Hn," He said after a few moments that felt like forever. "Open your legs, this foot here and this one here." He moved her feet for her when she was unable to. "Now, touch yourself."

"W-what?" His request caught her off guard.

"The most important thing in love making is the knowledge of what pleases YOU. You can better please your partner if you know what makes you feel good. Now, touch yourself. Know your body."

Slowly, shyly Kagome reached down and pressed a finger to herself over the fabric of her panties. It wasn't that she hadn't masturbated before, she was a normal healthy girl after all, and it wasn't that she hadn't been touched down there by boys either. She had never done it in public before. She had never done it with someone watching her and judging her, grading her every move. She closed her eyes and pretended that he wasn't there. Pretended that she was at home alone in her room having just read a good steamy romance novel and now she had to ease some of the tension that built inside of her as the heroine made love to her savior under the stars. That seemed to do the trick because the next thing she knew her hand was inside of her panties rubbing herself, slowly tracing her engorged clit with her middle finger. She teased herself slowly taking her time. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as she let the sensations overwhelm her.

Sesshoumaru watched as her eyes closed and her head fell back limply. All of the blood in his body seemed to be rushing down down down. The white cotton panties were blocking his view, so with one quick clean swipe of his claws he eliminated them and kicked the remnants under his desk. With that small barrier gone the scent of her filled the room and drove him to a new height. She was clean shaven, he noted, as she rubbed herself gently, teasing herself, occasionally dipping her finger inside to spread her feminine juices around. She was slick and wet and ready.

He removed his belt and unfastened his pants, freeing his erection, and took her hand in his wrapping it around himself. Her eyes shot open and her other hand stilled. "Grip it, hard." He demanded leaving her no room to argue or disobey. Kagome did as he demanded and with is hand over hers he urged her stroke in a steady rhythm. "Twist your wrist." When she had it right he let go of her hand gave her free reign over his pleasure.

With one hand on him and the other one working herself Kagome stroked him hard and slow just as he had demanded. His was so hard and his skin was so very soft in her hand. She could feel the blood pulsing through him and the heat radiating from his body. Tiny drops of moisture would form at his head and she rubbed them in with her thumb with out interrupting the pace that he had set. His hand pushed the one that she was stroking herself with aside. Her own touch had been soft and teasing, drawing out the sensation and exploring where it felt the best. Sesshoumaru's touch however was much different. His large rough hands were not nearly as gentle. He pushed his fingers inside of her and rubbed her moisture all over before assaulting her clit with hard and demanding strokes. Her orgasm came fast and hard with him at the wheel. Her stomach spasmmed and she fell back against the desk crying out as quietly as she could manage as he continued to rub her in all the right ways even as she came and came again.

Then he was no longer beside her and in her hand. He was between her legs pressing against her, waiting for her to be ready for him to enter. She nodded and he thrust home. Burring himself all the way inside of her in one clean smooth stroke.

"Good girl." He purred against her neck when she didn't scream or cry at the intrusion. He kissed her neck, as he pulled out and thrust in again, a kiss that was more fang and tongue than lips and pretty words. He took her body hard and fast, pulling out all the way and then burring himself to the hilt with each thrust. Each thrust sent a jolt of passionate electricity through Kagome that started at her core and spread out to the tip of her toes and the top of her head. He was bent over her, lavishing her neck when the next orgasm hit her, this one was different, coming from somewhere inside that felt so good it was scary. She dug her nails into his back and held on for dear life as her body shook and trembled as if it could shake itself apart. She felt him tremble too and his hot seamen pouring into her, coating her insides.

With a few last lazy strokes Sesshoumaru pulled out of her and let his flaccid member rest on her thigh while he rested his head on the desk next to hers and caught his breath. After a few awkward moments Kagome cleared her throat and squirmed under him in an attempt to move him off of her.

"Um, Sensei... er... Sesshoumaru... Thanks for everything that was ... it was... uh... it's getting late and I have volley ball practice." She flushed as she hopped off the desk and stammered to find the right words to describe what had happened. She collected her book bag still blushing and almost tripping over her own feet and headed out the door.

"Kagome," he called just as she reached the door. "You did very well. And I'm going to let you re-take that test, same time tomorrow." Kagome nodded and smiled at him before rushing out the door and down the hall.

Sesshoumaru adjusted his pants and tucked his shirt back in. He could have sworn he had worn a belt today. He looked around and under the desk, but it was nowhere to be found. Oh well. But he was so sure that he HAD worn one ...

He sat back in his chair and let out a sigh. It was a shame he was her teacher and she was underage. That was one activity he wouldn't mind doing again ... and again ... and again. He should have her transferred out of his class. It wasn't appropriate. But, this was the first time he had done anything of this nature and he wasn't sure of the standard protocol on how to behave after having an illegal affair with an underage student. He bent down and retrieved the ruined panties from the floor and tucked them into his pocket then left, locking the class room behind him.



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Kagome met Sango at their usual spot next to their adjacent lockers. Sango notice the little extra sway in Kagome's step that wasn't normally there. But her head was down and she looked a little put out.

"So, how did it go?" Sango asked when her friend stopped in front of her.

"Oh, you know." Kagome shrugged and let her bag fall to the floor in front of her open locker.

"I told you it wouldn't work."

"I can't believe you have so little faith in me my dear Sango!" Kagome exclaimed in mock indignation as she pulled the black leather belt out of her bag and tossed it to her bewildered friend.

"God, Kagome! I can't believe you did it! What did you do?!" Sango asked shocked as she handed the belt back to Kagome who placed it in her locker with the array of other similar belts.

"The 'Insecure Virgin'" Kagome shrugged and slammed her locker shut, extending a hand, palm up, to her friend.

Sango dug the bills out of her wallet and handed them over with a wistful look on her face as Kagome jammed the cash into the side of her bra. "I can't believe that one worked on him. I thought for sure that he would see right through it. I can't believe that one works on ANYONE! How is it that they never notice that you aren't a virgin."

"It always works. And how, dear Sango, is my secret. I think it has something to do with all that diverted blood flow. If I were you I'd stick to the 'Over Achiever with a Demanding Father' one. It works for you." Kagome looped arms with Sango and they walked toward the gym to volley ball practice together.

Sango nodded and considered it for a moment. It really had worked well on Coach Kouga and Principal Miroku. Oh well, maybe it would work on Sesshoumaru-sensei too. Only one way to find out.