Wrong Number by Oroyukae

How It Began

DISCLAIMER;

I DO NOT OWN THE INUYASHA CHARACTERS... RUMIKO TAKAHASHI DOES. [ DRAMATIC SIGH] , I DO NOT PROFIT AT ALL FROM THESE FICS -SAVE FOR THE PLEASURE OF HAVING MY WORKS SEEN BY THE PUBLIC AND [ OF COURSE ], WRITING THEM MYSELF.

I HOPE YOU ENJOY MY WORK.

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Sesshoumarus' cell rang from inside his jacket pocket that hung on the back of his chair. He glanced at the time, it was nine p.m. and he had been expecting the call for two hours . He growled in annoyance, he hated being kept waiting . Fishing the object from his inside pocket, he answered it - ready to verbally reprimand the caller for their inability to keep to their schedule when he was greeted by a most intriguing and sultry female voice that silenced him immediately.

" Hello there handsome." the woman purred , " what are you doing?"

He did not answer, not knowing what to say. He was at a loss for words as he was not expecting such a warm greeting. The woman did not wait too long for his response as she started to talk once more.

" What's wrong gorgeous, cat got your tongue?" she chuckled . " That's okay , it really is not neccessary for you to talk- just listen to me. You have no idea just how long I have been trying to work up the courage to do this."

He just had to know, " Do what?" he asked - not understanding why his voice sounded so funny.

" Call you like this. " a barely audible groan fell upon his ears and his interest was piqued even further. " I just couldn't resist anymore. You're just so ...delicious and irresistable. So many things come to my mind when I think of you, sometimes they make me blush."

He tried to quietly clear his throat but his voice just would not go back to his normal tone, " So.. you know who I am?"

He was again treated to a seductive laugh, " Of course I know who you are silly. I wouldn't make a phone call like this to someone I don't know. What kind of girl do you think I am? " 

Sesshoumaru had been entertaining the notion to hang up , surely she had not intended to call him but then she had said she knew who he was so.. he continued with the conversation. He had to admit it was kind of entertaining .

" You have no idea just how sexy you are, what you do to women like me. Good wholesome girls led down a road of perverse depravity ... unable to help themselves when dealing with you. "

 His ears caught the sound of what he could swear was buttons being undone , making his eyes widen. Was she doing what he thought she was? A soft whimper followed by a groan did nothing to disprove his mode of thinking and neither did hte pause in her speech .

' She is .. undressing herself.'  he thought Surely he had to be imagining it . She would not really be doing what he was thinking . He then started to consider the possibility and he found himself becoming extremely aroused at the notion.

" But then , you can't help it if you are the kind of male that makes a woman think indecent thoughts... do unspeakable things . You are who you are." she purred into his ear via the cell.There was a long moment of silence save for her ragged breath and quiet moans.

He was then convinced she was doing exactly what he was thinking. The naughty little vixen was .. pleasuring herself while she talked to him on the phone.She wanted him to know it too. He sat back in his chair, listening intently and thinking to himself that his lusty night time caller was at that very moment burying her long slender fingers deep into her tight heat, her digits slick with her own essence  and her eyes heavily lidded with desireand ecstacy.

She sighed heavily , her breathing not evening out " What are you doing ?" he asked.

" Thinking of you and what I would like for you to be doing to me right now. Shall I describe it for you gorgeous?" her voice was so sensual and smooth that it seemed to totally envelop him through the line and heated his blood as he created a mental image he found pleasing.

Not caring if he had answered her or not , his unknown caller began to give him very intricate detailed accounts of what she was imagining at the moment and despite his attempts he just could not keep his breathing from quickening slightly.He was shocked at her boldness, the brazen way she spoke of how she wanted him to accost her and make her cry out for him . He liked it, had to hear more. He did not try to stop the growl that formed in his throat.

" You have no idea just what the sound of your voice does to me do you? The thought of that enticing mouth of yours trailing hot wet kisses over my sweet tender flesh...oh dear gods. "

" What else ?" his tone was deep and demanding, and it elicited a tiny whimper from the other end of the call.

" I - oh dear... I can practically feel your big strong hand upon my trembling body instead of my small delicate one. Your touch is so insistent, almost forceful and I can't help but beg for more. Would you like that handsome? Would you like to hear me beg for you ?" 

 He grunted a little as he shifted in his seat to accommodate his rapidly growing erection that plagued him mercilessly. What was it about this womans' voice that made him act so out of character? There he was , listening her go on and on about very intimate matters and he just could not bring himself to put a stop to it.It was so unlike him.

Her breathing was near panting and yet again he was asking her very personal questions, " What are you doing now?" His eyes were narrowed but not in their usual angry way, no - it was totally for another reason.

" What do you think I am doing? " her question to his question brought a plethera of possibilities to his hazy mind.

He knew what it was she was doing, there was no question about it. The thing was he wanted her to say it to him. To hear the indecent words come from her mouth." Tell me " he demanded of her.

He was answered with moans and whimpers and , laced with intermittent pants for breath. She continued to verbally describe what he was doing to her within the confines of her mind, given a bit of physical reality through the touch of her own hand and he sensed she was nearly there . He pictured her in his own mind , long raven colored hair damp with her perspiration and clinging to her flesh ( tousled and a little messy from moving ) . He liked dark hair.

He envisioned her full pouty lips, slightly parted as she struggled to bring enough air into her body and just begging to be taken in a fierce passionate kiss. Her chest heaving  and making her large ( not too large though ) breasts rise and fall in an erotic dance as she neared her release. It was almost as if he were there watching her as she brought herself to the plane of ecstacy .. ready to fall.

" Oh, yeah ... my god. No - "

 " Yes." he growled into the phone . Just a bit more, she was there . Right there at the edge, she just needed a nudge .He groaned loudly , mixing the sound with a deep resonating growl and...

Her screams nearly hurt his sensitive ears, making him pull the phone away from his ear to protect his hearing. His own breathing was ragged and choppy, his eyes closed as he pictured her writhing in pleasure- her body wracked with spasms of ecstacy. He could hear her whimpering as she fought to come down from her euphoric high.

" Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked her softly for it was the only volume he could manage, his own body was giving him hell for torturing himself like that.

It took a moment for her to answer him, gasping for air," Mmmm, was it good for you? "

" I did not hang up did I ?"

" Well maybe we'll do this again in the very near future. If you're game of course. Night gorgeous, sweet dreams." she whispered and then she hung up.

Sesshoumaru gazed at his phone, the reality of what had happened sinking in to his still clouded mind, and he was appalled at himself. When he tried to see just where the call had come from he found that it was a blocked call, there was no way for him to find out who the little vixen was that had given him a very pleasurable obscene phone call.

He flipped his phone closed and sat there in his chair, trying to will the sounds and mental images he had created out of his mind. He knew he would not forget the sound of her voice, neither before nor after her little audio show she had given him. He was used to women throwing themselves at him, he was avery attractive male but this one... she had managed to pique his curiosity.

He sighed heavily, feeling his body calming down and returning to normal and he stared at his phone. He found himself wishing he had not answered or at least hung up the phone, it was better than what he knew would happen. It would drive him mad trying to figure out who it was that had called him. Truth was, he probably would never know.

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