This is just something I felt like writing. Enjoy.
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Kagome sat in the dimly lit room with her chin propped on one hand. This was without a doubt the most boring lecture she had ever had to sit through. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness she scanned the room and her eyes landed on Sesshoumaru, who was seated right in front of her, completely absorbed by the documentary they were supposed to watch. His long silvery hair was swept over his left shoulder, exposing the long, alabaster column of his neck to her eyes. As her eyes remained glued to his form, Kagome got the most uncontrollable urge, that made her mouth go dry and her fingers twitch. Shocked beyond words, she closed her eyes and fisted her hands in her lap, chanting in her head: ’No, no, no. What the hell is wrong with me? I can’t just do something like that to Sesshoumaru! I hardly know him. He’s going to kill me for sure if I do this.’ After calming herself down somewhat she dared open her eyes again. After five minutes of pointlessly trying to keep her sight pinned to the screen at the front of the class she stole a glance at Sesshoumaru and her urge hit again full force. She ran her tongue over her dry lips, her fingers twitching uncontrollably on her knees. Kagome was beginning to feel light-headed from the desire. They were so crammed in the small classroom that her legs were pressed hard to the back of his chair. All she had to do was lean forward and then…
Kagome groaned silently, seriously considering slapping herself silly or seeking professional help. ‘He’s definitely going to kill me for molesting his person. I’m going to die at sixteen,’ she tried to convince herself. Just then a little mischievous voice in the back of her head piped in: ‘But it would be so worth it, wouldn’t it?’ With one last struggle to keep her rampaging hormones in check, Kagome resigned to her fate and, holding her breath, went in for the kill.
Sesshoumaru was trying to take notes in his notebook on the small, unsteady wooden pad attached to his chair when he jumped up in slight shock and ran his hand over the side of his neck. He turned round and his eyes landed on Kagome Higurashi, his brother’s friend, who was right behind him. She tried to look as innocent and inconspicuous as possible, but he could see her blush even in the dim light. His golden eyes widened minutely. Had she just… licked his neck? He turned back around, hoping that living this long with his father and Inuyasha hadn’t pushed him that far over the edge so that he would imagine something like that. But he couldn’t deny the dampness he felt under his fingers.
Kagome ran her hand over her mouth and smirked. She had licked Sesshoumaru’s neck and was still alive. Of course, the fact that they were in a class full of student might have helped. Her smirk widened. He tasted wonderful, sweet and spicy and undeniably unique. She found that, like with every good thing, she wanted more. It was like she had grown addicted to him from just that one taste. Kagome thought that the lecture wasn’t so very boring anymore. With a devious smile that would have made her friend Miroku proud, she decided to see how far she could push her luck before Sesshoumaru killed her or the class was over.
About thirty minutes later the male in question was sure he hadn’t gone insane. The ‘licking incident’ had repeated itself with clockwork precision five times already. Up to this point he had been content to allow the girl to have her way with him, but wasn’t planning to let her get all the fun for much longer. It was only fair that he get a taste of her as well. With that in mind he shifted his chair slightly to the left, putting him in the perfect position to accomplish his plan, and waited patiently for her next assault. He didn’t have to wait very long. As Kagome leaned forward less than five minutes later, Sesshoumaru turned in his seat and grabbing her by the nape of her neck, he pressed his lips on top of hers. The girl’s surprised squeal was swallowed up by the fervent kiss. She tasted like cherries and peppermint. It wasn’t long before she kissed him back, fisting her hand in his long hair. Sesshoumaru ran his tongue over her lower lip and she opened up, deepening the kiss until it became a battle that neither was willing to surrender. Sesshoumaru pulled away when she was breathless and looked at his handy-work: Kagome was flushed, panting shallowly, her lips were red and swollen and her eyes were half-lidded. Staring right at her he licked his lips sensuously, making the girl shiver in her seat. He turned back in his seat with a smile. He hadn’t been disappointed.
The lecture was soon over and Kagome stumbled dazedly out of the classroom to meet her friend Sango who was waiting in the hallway.
“Hey, Kagome. How was the lecture?” Sango asked cheerily, as they walked to their next class, not noticing her friend’s absentmindedness. “Kagome!”
“Yeah, what?” she jumped, almost bumping into another student.
“I asked how your lecture was. Weren’t you listening?”
“Sorry. It was… interesting”, Kagome managed to blurt out as she watched Sesshoumaru walk by completely unfazed. He shot her a knowing glance and veered in her direction. Kagome began to hyperventilate and looked around for an escape. She almost missed it when he stopped in front of her and spoke:
“Would you like to get a coffee after class? Maybe we can discuss about what happened during the lecture,” he smiled cockily, making every woman in the hallway melt.
“Uhm… sure. I’d like that,” Kagome said. “I only have one more class.”
“Very well. I will wait for you,” he said before walking away, leaving her even more dazed than before.
Instantly, Sango attacked Kagome with questions, but her friend wasn’t paying attention. She found herself looking forward to their date and also to sharing a class with him again.
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I hope you liked it. Hopefully more will follow.