honeymoon phase
“your flesh is so nice” (abo!lawyers) smutlet from Inuyasha’s perspective. Also on ao3.
With Kagome's hands against the glass window of this corner office, Inuyasha was starting to understand why their peers decided that they shouldn't be put on the same cases.
It was a hazy realization though, one that didn't matter at the moment. The entire floor was empty, Osaka was lit up in technicolor against the murky winter night, every bright sign blurring into a constellation while his lowered lashes obscured the view from the 35th floor. He was too busy being absolutely enthralled by his girlfriend, who was doing nothing but leaning into him and holding herself up as she teetered on her black pumps.
She was fucking perfect; she smelled like honeysuckle and tasted even better. As his hands held her ribcage for leverage while he rolled his hips against her wicked pencil skirt, her scent spiked to a heady degree. It wiped away his restraint in a single swoop.
If he wasn't inside her right this second, he'd surely die.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome gasped when he yanked her blouse open—this one had snaps, so it would not be beyond repair at the end of all this; his omega is very forward thinking, which is probably why she got hired in the first place—Kagome pushed back against him and snapped him out of his thoughts when she turned her head to look at him pleadingly. "I can't wait anymore," she sighed helplessly, wriggling against his rock hard erection and causing his almost knot to throb just as desperately.
The two of them worked together quickly after that, accustomed to hasty couplings. His weeping length was freed and headbutting her entrance through her stockings and underwear, the one that he felt certain was made only for him, but he can't scare her off like that. Her skirt was abandoned on the floor somewhere, she mentioned something about her not wanting to stretch it out, he doesn't recall.
All he can think about is his omega, blinking at him over her shoulder with flush cheeks. Her breasts were reflected in the window, shimmering with her sweat and lavender lace. Kagome brought her soft hand out to spread his precum over his dick.
The contact was too much and not enough.
He brought a hand over her shoulder to lean her forward again (gently, he always thinks about having to be gentle) and then reached between her legs, grabbing the seam of her stockings that covered her and tore them open. Kagome gasped in delight and Inuyasha used the same hand to scoop up her right leg into his elbow. She was spread apart for him with their faces a mere breath away.
He bumped her center with the blunt head of his cock experimentally and Kagome huffed impatiently. Inuyasha used his other hand to pull her underwear aside and grinned as he watched her face while he entered her slick pussy with a single stroke.
"So wet, Kagome," he slid his hand up her body and cupped the back of her head. "are you happy now?"
Her eyes were shining with emotion, and she blinked away any possible tears with fluttering lashes. She gasped and gulped, only nodding her assent; diamond beads of sweat started to glide along her pale skin. Her silence wouldn't do.
While he was maintaining the ability to speak, he rumbled out a command against her licking mouth.
"Tell me."
He groaned when she tightened around him. Kagome was a spiritual experience. She was sticky and warm and her walls sucked on him greedily with every movement he made—Inuyasha never knew if he wanted to go fast or slow with her. Drawing things out always felt like he was under a powerful influence, the slide of his shaft along her velvety walls made both of them shudder and whine. But when he fucked her hard, the symphony of cries she let out in response was too hard to pass up. Both ways a complete surrender on his part; every time they came together Inuyasha got the feeling of being reborn afterward.
"I'm happy, Inuyasha," she warbled faintly, her hand coming up to hold his shoulder as she placed a tender kiss to his mouth.
He'd start slow, he decided. They stared into each other's eyes when he began to move with steady and powerful strokes. Her mouth dropped open, but no sound came out. Inuyasha found himself mimicking her, their lips grazing whipped his arousal even further, the breaths they shared made goosebumps rise across his skin.
He loved her, but he couldn't say it yet. It'd barely been a year since that day she brought him coffee, but Inuyasha knew he loved her the moment they met. It was infuriating at first. It was the best thing that ever happened to him.
"About what?" He said along a groan, when his cock was bottoming out. It was an unfair question, they hardly even indulged alpha and omega games consciously—but something in him wanted it because he was fucking her in this building, on this floor, near that elevator.
"Hnnn," Kagome started, clearly lost and unable to find a tether as her nails dug into his muscle. Inuyasha picked up the pace a bit, with consistent and steady movements but with less time between them. She whimpered when he pulled out some, hummed when he returned, and he couldn't stop himself from kissing her.
For a moment they enjoyed each other's mouths, she always skimmed her tongue along his teeth and he always sucked on it when she was finished, and they always bit. Inuyasha grinded against her, releasing her neck to keep her hips steady. Kagome pulled away to catch her breath first, and she panted openly, squeaking when he raised his tempo yet again.
"I'm happy you're inside me, alpha," his omega said breathlessly, holding onto him for dear life as she started to ramble, "I want your knot again, your cock feels so good, and, and, I—I—"
Inuyasha growled and felt the saliva pool on his tongue, the slight itching in his gums as his canines began to lengthen a touch, the carnal need to bite the sweet spot on her neck threatening to overcome all sense of reason.
He started pounding into her relentlessly then, filling the private office with the obscene noises their keyed up bodies made and her intoxicating moans. His knot was bumping teasingly along her sex, begging for entrance.
"You're mine," he managed to grit out, punctuating it by sliding his fingers over to her neglected clit. It was hard and glossy under the pads of his index and middle finger, and as soon as he strummed Kagome's body jolted and she wailed.
"Yes! Alpha, you feel the best, I—"
"I love you," he cut her off with a labored gasp, canting her hips into his at the right angle and knotting her in one fell swoop.
"Ah!" His girlfriend yelped in surprise, which then turned into a guttural moan. Her eyes had widened and her mouth gaped silently while his fingers continued their merciless undoing. With the combination of his knot hot and throbbing inside of her and her clitoris being thoroughly worked, Kagome's orgasm followed soon after his. In the wake of his release, his limbs had become spongy, but Inuyasha did his best to keep her steady as her back arched and her leg thrashed in an explosive release.
The pair of them were breathing heavily for a couple of minutes, Inuyasha grunting each time cum surged out of him and into her welcoming pussy. She sighed the happy sighs she always did, soft and breathy and only audible because they remained close.
Kagome leaned her head forward and pressed her forehead against his. "You beat me." She spoke in a sated voice; soft and warm, but with a little bit of grit, like sand under sunlight. His toes curled a little, as if it was actually beneath his feet.
That's all well and good, but he didn't understand what she meant, and his arm was starting to get crampy. "Wha?"
She kissed him hard. Just her lips against his, no tongue. Instinctively, his arms flex and haul her closer, any future soreness be damned. She huffed quietly, breaking away for a second. "I love you too, Inuyasha."
He can't let her fall. It would be painful for both of them, but his whole world was suddenly off its axis. He thought she made him stupid before, but now he had trouble remembering to breathe.
"Oh."
His girlfriend starts giggling, which makes her contract around him a little tighter and careens him further into stupefaction.
"Let's sit down?"
He was good at following commands for an alpha. They operate like two cogs that have been turning together for a lifetime, adjusting their bodies to a more comfortable position while remaining attached. Once Kagome is nestled in his arms as she should be, Inuyasha sits in the chair by the desk.
Kagome plays with his hair and hums to herself absently. “This length is past professional now, I think.”
He snorted. “Kagome.”
She jerked back from him and Inuyasha groaned at the shift in position. “What? You don’t want to cut your hair? Well…I don’t want you to either, but—”
He pulled her back into his chest. “My bare ass is in this chair and we fucked against the window for a half hour. That’s past professional.”
Kagome laughed breathlessly and circled her index finger on his chest fondly, then flattened her palm against him to caress up his shoulder. “My boyfriend’s a pretty big deal around here. It’ll be fine.”
“You think so?” He spoke lowly, dipping his head down to nibble the shell of her ear.
“Yeah, he’s this alpha hotshot who does whatever he wants, I think if I apologize really, really nicely—” Inuyasha couldn’t stop the low rumble rising in his chest while she spoke, his dick jerking in excitement at her words, which made his omega moan.
“At this rate, I’m going to fuck you on this desk.”
“Please?”
He was extremely tempted to. Looking at the digital clock on the corner of his desk, he saw that it was a quarter to midnight; security will be closing the doors soon and he didn’t want to be stuck there for the night, even with his gorgeous girlfriend.
Inuyasha’s knot had softened just enough that he could slip out of her. He lifted her up from the swell of her hips and she whined in protest, holding onto him to keep steady on her shaking legs.
“Next time.”
Kagome’s lower lip poked out in a pout he’s become very familiar with. He kissed her.
-
They cut it pretty close, leaving the building right when the security guards were locking up for the night. Building management gave them a stern warning about the importance of keeping a schedule, and Kagome hid her snickering face in the sleeve of Inuyasha’s blazer.
Once they were walking to the train together in the biting cold, Kagome sighed loudly out of nowhere.
“Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?”
“Oh, no,” she looked surprised he asked and smiled, the street lights overhead made her eyes even brighter than they normally were. “But thank you, you’re sweet.”
“What is it, then?”
“I was thinking about how you said you loved me.”
“That is worth sighing over?” His stomach squeezed uncomfortably.
“Hey, no!” Kagome turned to him fully, releasing his hand to hug him tight around his torso. “I was about to say it too but you went ahead and did it first.”
“I didn’t know I was going to. I was hoping to be more romantic about it. Maybe do it over a candlelight dinner and shit.”
Kagome put her chin on his chest to look up at him and squeezed him with a fond smile on her face. “I think it’s better that it happened organically. I didn’t know I wanted to say it either, but it was on the tip of my tongue.”
He grabbed her head and she went up on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his lips.
“I love you.”
She smiled against his mouth and said it back, gentle and sweet. He could get used to this.
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contractually obligated sibling 🖕: did you seriously fuck in my office.
Inuyasha Taisho: oops
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