Senses In Overdrive by mikichan

TOUCH: Uptight

UPTIGHT

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, but Rumiko Takahashi is the sole owner.

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It was another long day at the office for business tycoon Sesshoumaru Taishou. The morning had started off considerably worse than usual with a burnt cup of coffee, followed by endless mounds of paperwork- only to be interrupted several times by his personal assistant Jaken's incessant prattling. But his bug-eyed friend was the last thing he wanted to think about...

The man himself was poised comfortably in a black leather armchair with palms resting neatly on his lap. His amber eyes gazed aimlessly across the spacious private study which was decorated to fit his exquisite masculine taste. It could be said that the state of the office reflected the man who inhabited it; bold, assertive, classic, pristine...

During the day he could hear the slight hustle and bustle of employees tending to their various tasks. They had all left a good two hours ago and at present the only sound audible was the subtle hum of the air conditioning vent.

Without warning, the sound of a cell phone vibrating against black marble broke the monotonous silence.

"Yes," answered a deep sensual baritone.

"Hello Mr. Taishou, this is Sango calling from One&Only to confirm your session for tonight?..." It had completely slipped his mind that he had his secretary schedule an appointment for a massage this morning. Lately he'd been holding a lot of tension in his back. A tight web of knots had managed to whine themselves into his muscle tissue and were begging for release.

"I'll be there shortly."

"Very good Sir, we will see you then."

For once Sesshoumaru was actually looking forward to his appointment. He was a non-stop workaholic and believed these appointments were a waste of his time, but his body seemed to feel otherwise.

In almost fifteen minutes flat he entered the elegant lobby of the four star day spa which only catered to New York City's crème de la crème. An attractive woman with hazel eyes and dark chocolate hair was there to greet him and take his coat.

"Good evening, Mr. Taishou. I'm afraid your usual massage therapist is on vacation, but we have another one of our top experts to fill in. Will this be satisfactory to Mr. Taishou?.."

"Hn." If he'd known this earlier he would have foregone the appointment. For over ten years he had been seeing the same skilled masseuse, of whom he was comfortable with. He was hardly concerned about having his body touched. The issue was quite the opposite, in fact. He simply didn't relish in the idea of 'just anyone' putting their hands all over him.

Believing it better to appear as though she didn't notice his irritability, Sango led him quickly to a private room before he could say anything further. "Here you are Mr. Taishou, your masseuse will be here shortly." She flashed him a polite smile and exited swiftly, the door shutting behind her with a soft click.

After promptly escorting Mr. Taishou to his room, Sango went to seek out Kagome.

II

"Hey Sango, what's up?" A petite woman in her late twenties with sparkling sapphire eyes and long ebony hair stood up from her desk.

"Oh, not much. Just wanted to let you know that your next client is ready."

"Great. I will be there in a moment."

Kagome tied her thick hair into a low loose bun as she entered the dimly lit room where her client was laying face down on the massage table. To her utter surprise and pleasure...completely exposed.

"Are you just going to stand there or do you need to be told what to do?" came a sarcastic masculine voice from the massage table.

She frowned. 'Just because you have a nice ass doesn't give you the right to act like a jerk.' A few moments later a devious smirk crept across her lovely face. 'Your in for the kneading of your life buddy.'

Making sure her slender hands were well lathered in oil, Kagome gruffly grabbed the deliciously firm ass in front of her and proceeded to knead roughly into the muscles as hard as she could, digging her fingers into the flawless porcelain skin. Her petite frame was misguiding, for she had hands as strong as any man. She was so bad. If only she could see the look on his face.

If it wasn't for the feminine scent of Sakura blossoms that now permeated the air there would have been one dead masseuse. This was a woman. A woman with a lot of chops to rough handle him in such a way. He liked it...he liked it a lot. If she wanted to play games then he would gladly oblige.

Kagome had to consciously keep herself from laughing out loud. 'He'll be aching for days when I'm through with him.'

She could easily be fired for what she was doing, but she couldn't stand the way some of these rich bastards sauntered in and acted like they could have anything and everything they wanted at their beckon call, including her.

All of a sudden the soft hands stopped working. "Sir, is there any particular spot you want me to work on?" she said coyly, suppressing the need to start laughing out loud.

Not a moment later Sesshoumaru shifted himself over so that his back rested against the bed, bringing him face to face with the little vixen who wanted to play. The expression of complete shock on her face only served to further harden his already painful erection. "I can think of a few..."

'Holy...shit.'

Up till this point Kagome had thought she was the one in control but apparently she had miscalculated. The bastard was shoving it right back in her face.

"As you probably notice..." he said a matter-of-factly while looking downward, "I seem to be carrying a huge amount of tension in my-"

"-Yes, I can see that," Kagome said cutting him off. She had to gain her composure. 'Keep your eyes up Kagome...focus on anything but 'down there'-that's exactly what he wants...'

Gaining her bearings, she raised her head confidently and looked straight into his piercing amber eyes. No sooner did she meet his gaze she felt her face grow hot under their penetrating stare. She found their passion and intensity entrancing, despite the cocky arrogance that was evident in them.

'Oh no...this is definitely not working.'

Silently he stood up and predatorily made his way over to her, never once leaving her gaze. He had perceived a bit of fear from the look in her eyes at his movement, but was not the least bit concerned about her leaving. If she had wanted to she would have done so already. She wasn't going anywhere.

Sesshoumaru fully admired the woman before him. She was a beautiful thing with long smoky eyelashes and very petite but slightly curvaceous in all the right spots. He suspected a woman as attractive as she-in such a profession, had received her fair share of unwanted advancements from rich pricks who underestimated their masseuse as having no brains beyond that of a pretty face. This made her a challenge... and that made the prospect of this particular conquest too irresistible for even his disciplined self-control.

Any other woman would have taken advantage and jumped him right then and there without a second thought. He was after all quite a 'catch' so to speak, and knew all too well the effect he had on the female anatomy. Despite the evident hostility in those beautiful blue eyes of hers, he could tell she was beginning to falter in her defenses as he approached her. After a little more persuading on his part she wouldn't be able hold up for much longer.

Kagome backed away from him as far as she could before her back pressed against the wall of the small room. Right now she was feeling an odd mix of emotions-mainly discomfort from the dampness in her underwear, but also fear and lust. They clouded her senses and were making her loose her sense of control, which she had been holding onto desperately since entering this room.

'Oh my god...what do I do?!...' Previously lost in thought, she had just taken notice of how intimately close he now stood to her. She swore she could feel the heat rising in waves from his skin.

With seductive prowess he lifted a hand and caressed the side of her face with his fingertips then trailed them painstakeningly slow to her lips, and from there down to the opening in her blouse. The subtle gesture caused scorching heat to pool into her core and her breathing to become short and rapid. Not knowing what to do, she turned her head to the side trying to avoid those eyes or else she was done for.

"Why do you fight it so hard?" he said breathily against the shell of her ear.

Playfully he began to nip the skin of her neck gently with his lips and tongue, while sliding a furtive hand up the hem of her skirt to her wet cotton panties. "Mm...Your body wants it...It's calling out for a strong male...' She gasped as she felt him insert two long fingers into her hot wet core and began to moan as he began to stroke her clit.

Sesshoumaru was so hard right now he was almost shaking and once her slender fingertips reached his bare chest he couldn't deny himself those pouty full lips any longer. Roughly he pinned her body against the wall and ravaged her mouth hungrily with his lips. As their tongues massaged one another's he began to move his fingers in and out of her sweet spot, causing her to moan in pleasure against his lips. She wrapped one of her long creamy legs around his hip and began grounding herself greedily into his hand. It was getting more difficult for him to maintain composure... The muscles of her moist sheath begin to clench and contract tightly and he imagined it was something else beside his fingers in her hot wet.

It didn't take long before she came and after a couple more deep strokes he removed his hand from inside her weeping cavern and licked his fingers sensually. The taste of her cumming drove him wild.

"You like me inside of you?"

To his surprise, without any warning or mercy she shoved him roughly down onto the table and spread his long toned legs apart. Silently, with a neutral expression on her face, she bent down and began stroking the tip of his penis with her thumb while the other enclosed around his thick shaft.

"This is going to be the massage of your life baby," she said coyly. Sesshoumaru's eyes widened and he gasped as she slid her fingers up and down.

He grunted, thrusting his hips forward as she rhythmically rubbed his member with her hands slick from lubricant. She seemed to know the exact spot of every sensitive nerve and crevice, taking him to greater heights of pleasure than he could have ever thought possible. He was getting so close to his release and groaned loudly when she released her warm fingers from his throbbing cock. There was no way she was going to let him come that easily.

He lifted his head to look up at her pinning him with a intense gaze.

"Fuck me." Kagome demanded.

Sesshoumaru couldn't take it any longer and within a second he grabbed her by the butt cheeks and slammed her onto the table. Violently he ripped off her damp panties before shoving his rock hard length into her tight sheath, causing her to scream bloody murder. Without even giving her a moment to adjust to him he began mercilessly pounding into her petite frame.

"Fuck...oh god, yes...fuck me harder..."

She was so damn hot and tight... After many a conquest, this was by far Sesshoumaru's best sex. He caused her to come two times before turning her over on her hands and knees, only to slam into her more. The ferocity of his thrusts shook the table violently and it seemed as if the leg structures holding their bodies would collapse.

"You... like... that bitch?" he inquired tauntingly between grunts as sweat dripped down his face. The only response he received was more cries of pure ecstasy.

Among the moans of pleasure the sound of flesh smacking against flesh could be heard. The temperature of the room itself seemed ten times hotter than it was before and smelled of sweat and tang.

His own release was not far and after a couple more penetrating strokes he exploded into her and collapsed, completely spent. This woman was amazing...there were not many females who could keep up with his stamina. The thought to his surprise, only made him get hard again.

From then on Sesshoumaru resolved to not think his massage sessions such a waste of time anymore and decided he would be less prejudice in the future about 'just any' hands touching him.

FIN

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