A Lesson in Patience
Kagome sighed as she rang the doorbell; she was late again. She readjusted the strap of her bag as the door opened, flooding the darkened street with light.
“Ah, Miss Kagome, please come in. Sesshoumaru is in his study as usual. We really can’t thank you enough for the tutoring you’ve been giving him. As you know, his grades are quite reflective of that.” Mrs. Tashio gushed, as she guided the young woman to the stairs.
Kagome smiled at the compliment. “Well, your son is very smart.” She replied timidly, “I can’t take all the credit.” She responded her back turned as she began her ascent up the stairs. She turned the corner before the conversation could go on any further. She was here for her job, and her job she was going to do. She knocked on the door, and after receiving a short “Come in.” from Sesshoumaru, she turned the shiny brass handle and entered the large study.
“Just one second, I wish to finish this up before we start the lesson. Will you kindly close the door behind you and take a seat. This should only take a second.” Sesshoumaru murmured over the top of his laptop. He only looked up briefly before continuing to hastily type.
Kagome gave an unseen nod of her head as she closed the door with an audible click and sat herself down on the couch furthest from the desk, plopping the heavy bag of books she previously had sling over her shoulder, onto the carpeted floor.
It only took a few minutes for Sesshoumaru to finish up the document and save before he closed the laptop and stared at the woman before him. Kagome smiled as she scanned the entirety of her body. She had chosen to wear her hair up in a high ponytail and was wearing a baby blue tank top and dark, slightly faded jeans. The choker around her neck held a single dangling paw print charm.
“Are you ready for your lessons?” Kagome asked with a grin as the short interlude grew to long for her liking. All it took was his slight nod of confirmation before she dug her hand into the bag before her, pulling out a large, seemingly heavy book. Though, when she opened said book, there was nothing but a hollowed center. From that hollowed center, Kagome pulled out a pair of heavy duty hand cuffs. She smiled evilly as Sesshoumaru shifted visibly in his seat.
Kagome had been coming to Sesshoumaru under the guise of being his college tutor, and she was his tutor, but not academically.
Kagome slowly made her way to the door, turning the small button as to lock the door before casually strolling over to Sesshoumaru, her hands clasped behind her back, hiding the metal cuffs from his sight. She slid smoothly onto the edge of his desk, sliding the laptop out of the way and inserting her body in its place before Sesshoumaru, her breasts level with his eyes. Sesshoumaru reached out, intending on grabbing one of the teasing globes before him, only to have his hand slapped away. He looked up at Kagome in surprise, but didn’t say a word.
“Today, I’m going to teach you patience.” Kagome explained as she slid onto Sesshoumaru’s lap and ran her fingers down his well-toned chest in avid appreciation. Sesshoumaru let out a low groan as Kagome pinched his right nipple through the material of his shirt. With his hands limp and forgotten at his sides, Kagome quickly fastened the cuffs around his wrists, joining them behind his back. Sesshoumaru growled at the seeming betrayal, but was hushed as Kagome placed a finger on his lips.
“Patience, dear, this is the only way to show you.” Kagome said, as she unbuttoned the first several buttons of the demon’s shirt, feeling his member as it began to stir to life beneath her. For each button she undid, she kissed the skin above it, causing Sesshoumaru to hiss once more, the feeling of her warm lips on his chest was more than he could stand at the moment.
As Kagome released the last button of his shirt, she threw it open, running her short, yet sharp nails down his refined chest, leaving welts in their wake, only to slump down and soothe the scratches with her tongue. She followed the red-lined trails down to the button of his slacks. Slowly, and as torturously as she possibly could, she unfastened the single button that kept her from her goal.
Sesshoumaru couldn’t hold back the growl as Kagome retrieved his now throbbing cock from his boxers and exposed it to the crisp, cool chill of his office. Kagome glanced up at him evilly, relishing in the anguish he didn’t even try to hide from her, plain as day on his face. Kagome went back to the task at hand, palming the hardened flesh in her hand, careful to lightly run her finger around the mushroomed tip. She withdrew her hand and watched as it pulsed with need. A need she had, alone, created.
Sesshoumaru watched as the woman below him rubbed her thighs together; demon or not he would have been able to smell her arousal at the picture of masculinity before her. You would have thought it was her first time introduction the way she was always shy, despite the fact she was the initiator in most of his teachings. He was taken off guard as she tentatively licked the tip of his erection, and his hips thrust in response. Kagome paid no heed as she placed her lips completely over the shaft and sucked him deeply into her throat, causing an even more intense thrust from the demon above her. Due to her expectance of this, she was not surprised, nor did she gag as he slid momentarily down her throat. Pulling her lips away, she pulled herself to her feet, pulling her breasts free of the thin material that covered them. Forcing the two fair globes close to Sesshoumaru’s face she grasped the back of his head and arched her back forward at the same time.
“Suck them.” She demanded. Hissing with pleasure as the man before her did just that, pulling back only to watch the nipples pucker under his adoring care. He swirled his tongue around the pebbled peaks as Kagome forced his face at the neglected breast.
Kagome took no notice, save a moan, as her pants dropped to the ground. Too caught up in the male before her, she took no heed as she was placed on Sesshoumaru’s lap. Carefully aligning his throbbing member with her moist opening, Sesshoumaru wasted no time in thrusting into the awaiting woman.
As Sesshoumaru felt the approach of is climax he snarled, pulled out completely and bent the woman over his desk, slamming into her prone body with enough force to jar the desk with each joining. Just as he felt her tightening around him, he pulled out and ran his fingered over his distended dick, splattering Kagome’s bare back with his demon seed.
It was a minute before either one said a word. As Kagome pulled on her pants, she sighed, “How did you get the cuffs off?” she asked, smirking up at him as she resituated her tank top.
“Poison.” Was her only response as the man before her took a seat once again, looking no worse for the wear.
Kagome sighed, “Well, this lesson was about patience. Since it appears you have none, looks like we will repeat the lesson next time.”
“It does appear this Sesshoumaru will need stricter teachings on this subject.” Sesshoumaru said as he flipped open the laptop nonchalantly.
“Tomorrow at five?” Kagome asked as she placed the half melted metal cuffs back in the book and headed towards the door.
“Indeed.” Sesshoumaru responded behind the glare of his computer screen.
Kagome gathered her bag, heading towards the door. “See you in class tomorrow. Don’t skip again; I may not always have extra credit available.” She said as she unlocked the door and led herself out without another word.
Sesshoumaru looked up at the retreating body of the woman as she walked down the hall. He’d do anything for a little bit of extra credit from her.