Laundry Day by DeathsSilentApproach

Laundry Day

Kagome hissed in irritation as she hauled her massive laundry basket down the hall.  She absolutely hated laundry day.  She supposed it was mostly due to the fact that she normally put it off for so long that she would wait until she had next to nothing else to wear.  Of course that didn’t mean that she would re-wear anything besides a pair of jean or skirts every once in a while.

Walking into the public laundry room of her apartment she let out a few curses as she noticed that all of the washers were in use.  “Damn it!” she growled as she dropped her basket on her foot.

A chuckle from behind her had her spinning around to glare, point her finger, and her mouth open to snap but no sound came out.  “Inu got your tongue?” the demon male before her teased.

Kagome mutely shook her head before she replied, “No an inu hasn’t got my tongue,” a sly smirk crossed her face as she took note of his specific animal type species “at least not at the moment.”

The males lips curled up in amusement but not too much.  “Waited for laundry day again for too long miko?”

Kagome’s eyes went wide, “again?”  “What do you mean by again youkai?”

The demon smirked this time, “Yes again little Kagome.  My name is Sesshoumaru.  You, from what I have observed wait almost approximately three weeks at a time to do your laundry in the name of putting it off just so that you don’t have to do it once a week.”

“How do. . .” Kagome paused, “never mind.  Why have you been observing me any way and for how long?”  The demon Sesshoumaru didn’t reply; instead he made his way over to a washing machine and opened the lid and began to transfer them to an open dryer. “Are you going to answer me or not?!”

Sesshoumaru turned around to face her once he had finished placing his items in the dryer and suddenly pulled her to him, “Why do you think little miko?  Can you guess how long I’ve been watching you?  I have been watching you since your arrival here to these dorms.  It’s been months since then.  Can you guess my reasons?”

Kagome stared up at the demon.  He may not have known but she too had been watching him; she had simply not known his name until this morning, but damn was he one fine looking male.  “You,” she hesitated, “you want me?” this was spoken in a low uncertain tone.

“Very good miko Kagome,” with those words he hauled her up into his arms and turned around only to set her on the dry that was running.  “The question now miko is; do ‘you’ want me?” Kagome’s breath caught in her throat and she could only nod in reply.

A feral growl of triumph spilled from his throat and he caught her mouth with his.  “Are your sure about this?”  He growled low in her ear causing her to shudder in his tight hold.

“Yes!” she replied in a breathless voice filled with longing.

“So be it!”  He growled and pulled her closer to his body while kissing her feverously.  Dragging his hands down her sides he began to slowly undo her button up shirt from the bottom up.  Slipping his hands over her heated flesh he began to slowly rub his lower body against her dragging a moan of pure lust from her slightly swollen lips.

Kagome couldn’t stand to simply sit there and do nothing and brought her hands to the hem of his shirt and began to pull it up as he kissed her neck only to trail lower.  Sesshoumaru pulled away briefly to allow her to pull it over his head before beginning at her neck then trailing down thanking the gods that she hadn’t worn a bra today.  “Out of bras today are we?”  He purred as he kissed his way to her nipple.

Kagome grunted in reply to his question and buried her hands in his long hair in order to clutch his head to her breasts.  “Less talking,” she managed to growl out just before she threw back her head at the sensation of his fingers slipping down her shorts and into her panties to lightly pet her pubic hair that lay just above her most sacred of places.

Sesshoumaru quickly made to maneuver down her body and knelt on the floor before her as he pulled down her shorts and watched as his fingers began to slide in and out of her body.  Slowly standing her leaned forward and nibbled gently on her right ear before murmuring, “Do you like that my little miko?”  Kagome moaned in reply and arced into his finger and ground against them.  Sesshoumaru chuckled before his hand not occupied with pleasuring the female before him slid down and unzipped his pant and pressed them down enough to  free himself from its constraints.  Pulling his fingers out of her body he drew her closer toward him until the tip of him threatened to enter, Drawing back slightly he asked once more, “Is this what you want?”

“YES!” Her reply had him driving his hips forward and driving himself into her body.

“So. . .. tight!” he hissed in eagerness as he pulled himself out only to drive back into her with near bruising force.  Quickly the two made their way to orgasm and both slumped slightly against each other in exhaustion.

“That was amazing," Kagome breathed in awe.

Sesshoumaru smirked with male pride, “You’ll have to do laundry more often now, don’t you?”

Kagome giggled and replied, “That I will Sesshoumaru.”  Sesshoumaru drew back and fixed his clothes before helping her with hers.  Hoping down she walked to her basket and dragged it to the washer he had vacated, “So have diner with me tonight?”

Sesshoumaru turned and gave her a tiny smile and nodded, “I’ll pick you up at eight.”