{.o|x. Miscommunication .x|o.}

"Unfortunately, a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares."
~ Sir Peter Ustinov

[.x.]

I'm going to be late

The sound of his phone dinging then vibrating in his pocket got him to turn his attention away from the bar he was tending to down to his phone to read the message from his long time girlfriend, Higurashi Kagome. It had been over two and a half years since that night he rushed to her placed in Koiichidou.

Figuring out the logistics of the relationship took a while. He worked five nights a week at his club and since she had a new book out she was in high demand for book signings. It was a pain at first, but then they got the hang of it. For those two days that he didn't work he'd take that train to Koiichidou to spend time with her. Then whenever she could, she'd do the same to meet him in Tokyo.

They saw each other four to five times a week. It was easier for them than any other couple starting a long distance relationship since there were already feelings there for each other. It took only a couple months for them to know they were in love and no time after that for them to admit such.

But… through all that time only once did they actually have sex. One time in over two years, almost three, had he had sex. Sex. He used to have it all the time. So often… sometimes six out of the seven nights of the week but no. Fuck no. He wasn't allowed to have that anymore.

Nope, instead, he had sex once.

How late?

He replied. Kagome wasn't a sexual creature, having it all the time wasn't something that seemed likely from the start of the relationship but… he thought that after a while she'd loosen up. Yeah, she gave him one night. After they got married, if they got married, they'd get to have plenty of sex. At least, that's what she hinted at all the time.

A couple of hours, the train was delayed
Alright, I'll come pick you up

He originally wasn't going to work that night but then Jakotsu called in sick so he had to go in. But her being late maybe was going to be a good thing. She was going to get in to Tokyo around ten that night, but he would have been at work, now maybe her time getting in would coincide with him getting off of work.

"Hey, sex puppet," caught his attention, the sultry, sexy, voice got his ears to twitch. His golden gaze shifted up to see a woman that matched that tone perfectly. She was… oh, so sexy. The way she leaned onto the counter to show him her big breasts, then there was the way she bit her bottom lip, and then her midnight blue eyes were just screaming for him to undress her with his eyes.

Fuck him… it was woman like that that made it hard for him to stay loyal to one woman. Particularly one woman that happened to never have sex with him. The one right, smack dab in front of him…? She had had sex with him. Plenty of times. Mind bogging sex.

Kaguya, the famous swim-suit and lingerie model turned actress, had been one of his many flings in the past. Actually, the one that led to his current long term relationship. It was her sloppy handwriting that led to him texting Kagome instead of Kaguya.

"Kaguya," he greeted back with a sly smile, "what's going on? I thought I heard something about you moving to LA in America. You stared in a lot of big hits there lately."

"Yeah, that's true, every movie needs an Asian beauty," she answered with a wink. "Rumor has it, that the great player Taisho Inuyasha has a steady gal, is that true? Are you in a true-blue relationship?"

For a while, he didn't say anything, then he admitted, "yeah, am I."

"Weird," she declared while she reached over the bar to grab a cherry to place in between her ruby red lips to pop it off of the stem. She couldn't help but notice that she had his full attention as she did that. "There's something about taken men that just… make them so much sexier. I'd like to fuck you silly."

That made him falter, his hand slipped off of the bar as he swallowed deeply.

"I… I," he cleared his throat, "damn, Kaguya, you are just teasing me."

"Somewhat," she admitted with a small laugh as she picked up a napkin and pulled out a pen from between her breasts. Why she kept that there he wasn't sure. Maybe it had always been her plan to write him a note on a napkin. "But not completely. Call me when you have some private time."

"I…" he shook his head, "probably won't, Kaguya."

"That's what they all say," she whispered back before she pressed her lips to the napkin to leave a lip imprint then she set it down on the counter and winked at him. She turned on her heels and started to strut off, swaying her hips just for him.

Gods… he knew he shouldn't have been so tempted but he was. Really, he had no intention of contacting her… probably, but all the same he slid the napkin into his pocket instead of throwing it away. After all, how many guys could say that the famous Kaguya wanted to screw him?

That's something about his former life that he had missed. Flirting with the famous, fucking with the sexy, infamous, women. Just screwing was something that he missed, jerking himself off didn't really do him any good. Sometimes, it was too alluring to return to his old ways of constant sex with a new hot thing every night.

In all reality.. he wasn't so sure how much longer he could handle sticking around waiting for Kagome to get on the same page as him. Then again, he loved her. He had never been in love before… never felt so comfortable in a relationship, either.

He supposed there were pros and cons in everything. Pro, he loved her. Con, he loved sex, too.

[.x.]

It was tiresome, traveling back and forth from Tokyo all the time to see her boyfriend, just like it was wearisome for him to work five days a week then take a long train ride to see her. Yes… she was aware how stupid it was. It wasn't like she needed to live in Koiichidou to do her work. Many times she had considered moving to Tokyo but… she didn't like the crowd and noise of the city.

And Inuyasha never pressured her into moving, so she didn't. But they had been together for almost three years and if they were going to continue on then they couldn't keep living such separate lives. One of them had to sacrifice something and it would be easier if it were her. After all, Inuyasha had his club to manage in Tokyo. He could hardly move to Koiichidou and make a massive commute each day.

That was why she decided to make the move to Tokyo, she just hadn't told him yet. She was eager to get in to see him to tell him of her decision. Surely, he'd be happy and lately that didn't seem like a common occurrence lately.

There was something that bothering him… and she didn't have to be a genius to figure out what it was. They weren't having sex as much as he would like. Really, they had only had sex once and that was only because she was scared what would happen if she didn't give in. He was handsome and women did adore him.

It wasn't awful or anything, she enjoyed it greatly and he was tender with her since it was her first time but… she was raised a certain way, and that way essentially said don't have sex before marriage. Moreover, if Inuyasha was really willing to put up with no sex for that long it meant he must really love her, didn't it?

Once she finally got to tell him she didn't know what would happen next, would he offer for her to live with him? Or would she had to find a place of her own in Tokyo? Whenever she was there, she stayed with him and whenever he went to Koiichidou he was at her house. It was almost like they were living together anyway.

Besides, his place would be a disaster zone if not for her. She constantly cleaned up after him, she did his laundry constantly. Just like she did that morning she got there, he was still dead asleep in bed so she picked up all his darks and started to put it in the washing machine. HIs clothes from the night before were a must to be washed, they always reeked of alcohol after he worked.

Though after washing multiple yens and stuff like of importance along with his jeans she began to check his pockets. She put aside a couple bills, some receipts that might have been important, and then napkin. At first she thought it really was nothing, she was going to throw it away when she noticed lipstick on it.

Then she unfolded it to see it was smeared lipstick but a perfect pair of lips planted on it, right below a curvy letter. There was a phone number and a message:

Call me up my big sex pistol for another round xxx Kaguya

What… did that mean? Sex pistol? Another round?

Inuyasha wouldn't… he couldn't have… could he? No he wouldn't. It had to be a misunderstanding. Obviously there was a logical explanation. One that would help explain it away. Inuyasha used to be a dog before they started to date but he changed… it was possible to change someone, wasn't it?

Inuyasha cheated on a lot of girls in his day but never her. Right? She was special...

Oh, gods, how often did she hear that as a lame excuse every time a girl was shocked that her boyfriend cheated on her when he was already in the habit of doing so? She even used that in a couple of her books… she could be blind and stupid by ignoring the napkin and its note or… loving and trusting by doing the same thing.

In all her time with Inuyasha, he never once gave her a reason not to trust him. It would be silly and wrong of her to start thinking like that then. So, she crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash.

[.x.]

He could sleep so soundly, it was cute, really. It wasn't that she was in the habit of watching him sleep, since she did find that a bit creepy, but that day he was still in bed by the time one hit so she went in to check on him. The next thing she knew she was sitting down next to him.

She wasn't sure how long she was there before he started to stir. Eventually his eyes opened, at first he was still in that sleepy haze, then they landed on her and he smiled some. She couldn't help but smile back.

"I would say good morning but it stopped being morning ages ago," she teased as she crawled closer to him to press her lips to his. At first it was just an innocent greeting, then a flash of that napkin note appeared in her head and she pressed her lips more to his. He responded well, even parting his lips, but just as quickly as it started it ended. He pulled away and rolled out of bed.

"I have to brush my teeth," was his excuse while he went into his bathroom and shut the door behind him.

She couldn't help but let out a 'humph' in dismay and annoyance at that while she, too, rolled out of bed. Her destination was his living room, where she promptly sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to something that would distract her. Sometimes, he would ignore her when he was watching TV so she would do the same to him when he came out. There was no way she was going to make him ramen like he was surely going to ask if he was going to be like that…

Then again, she was overreacting and she knew it. It was better if he brushed his teeth after a full night's sleep before they started a heavy make-out session. She was being silly… stupid, even. At least, that's what she told herself

Her aimless searching through the channels eventually stopped when an entertainment news broadcast caught her attention. Celebrity gossip was a weakness of hers, one she really wished she didn't have. She knew how idiotic it all was but… still. It was her guilty pleasure, everyone was allowed one of those, weren't they?

"As long as it doesn't involve another woman," she muttered to herself.

"What?" Inuyasha inquired to get her to jump some as her hazels shifted over to his bedroom door where he was walking out and stretching.

"What about what?" Kagome replied.

"Didn't you just say something?"

She shook her head at that, so he just shrugged his shoulder as he walked over to sit by her. As soon as it registered with him what she was watching he rolled his eyes. He hated to hear about celebrities from some lame gossip show, but generally he put up with it for her sake. Usually, he could hear all about them for themselves when they frequented his club.

"You could always come meet them yourselves, you know I could get you into my club whenever you wanted," he offered her all the time but she never took him up on it. She had been there, usually when it wasn't opened, to visit with him but nightclubs weren't her thing. She didn't like the loud noises or the alcohol.

"Ow, Kobayashi Kaguya has returned from LA," Kagome commented when said actress appeared on the screen. "I hear that she's going to star in a movie being filmed here in Tokyo, isn't that cool?"

A 'mm' was all Inuyasha gave her in reply.

Kaguya… probably wasn't the same Kaguya that wrote him that love note on the napkin, could it? Her eyes shifted from the TV screen that was showing various pictures of the lovely actress to Inuyasha, who was staring at the gossip news lazily.

"Have you ever seen her? Does she go to your club?"

For a while he didn't respond, then he finally pried his golden gaze away from the TV to her and nodded his head. "Yeah, a couple of times. Not in a long time since she moved to LA a while back. Before she used to be a regular."

"Oh… cool," she answered softly before her stare shifted to the door that led to his laundry room. "I did your laundry, it's like you never do it if I'm not here."

"Thanks," he said with a flash of a smile. "You are such a good maid."

"Oh, haha," she mocked back, "I even washed your clothes from last night. Your jeans smelled like alcohol."

"Probably 'cause someone knocked their vodka tonic on me."

That was all he had to say…? He didn't even flinch at hearing she put those in to the washing machine. He knew she checked his pockets before doing it… then, it was just a misunderstanding, right? If he didn't react weirdly then all was well? She hoped so.

"How was work last night?"

"Same old same old."

Oh, how annoying it could be sometimes to try and start a conversation with him. At times, it was like talking to a wall. He probably wasn't fully awake yet, though. But all the same… she was a bit terrified at the prospect that the Kaguya who wrote him that note was the Kobayashi Kaguya. She was gorgeous, famous, and rich. Apparently, into Inuyasha, too… how the hell was she meant to compete with that?

She didn't have to, that's what she told herself at least. Inuyasha wasn't with Kaguya, he was with her, reclusive, also rich, well-known writer Higurashi Kagome. They were happy… he wouldn't stray.

He wouldn't leave her. She didn't know what she'd do if he did… he was her only actual boyfriend. She had never been in love before him, she never planned on having to find someone else. She was in her early thirties.

It was getting to the point that she wanted to settle down, get married, and maybe even have kids. Inuyasha knew that, though. Maybe she had been hinting towards that more than she should have lately… maybe that was slowly pushing him away to another person? Someone with less attachment oriented?

"I love you, Inuyasha."

That got him to raise a brow and look at her, a bit strangely at that. Was it so weird that she just wanted to say that? That she loved him?

"I love you, too," he answered. Then she leaned her head against his shoulder and wrapped her arm around one of his. "So, you love me, does that mean I can change the channel?"

She sighed but said, "sure," all the same.

[.x.]

Tis the season to be merry, but Kagome wasn't very merry. He had been… distant. Only texting her some when she was back in Koiichidou. When she told him she was going to move Tokyo he was happy, sure, but not as happy as she had expected.

Thrilled was what she had anticipated, but hadn't received. He offered to help her find a place… which settled the question of whether or not he wanted her to move in with him. Why wouldn't he be beyond joyful about her moving to Tokyo? It meant no more commuting to see each other.

And… they had been dating for nearly three years, wouldn't it be reasonable to want to move in? She had dedicated a lot to their relationship. A lot of time she'd never get back.

It was out of character for her, but she felt needed considering the strange way he had been acting. She had gotten back into Tokyo early that day to look at a couple of apartments so she decided to surprise him later… at work. She dawned on a green dress, one that was too fancy for her taste but since Tetsusaiga was opened she needed to look good.

It was tight, form fitting, and boasted her breasts. She did her hair in loose curls and put on make-up, something she usually didn't bother with. Upon getting to the club she bypassed the line to talk with one of the bouncers, who knew her so he let her in.

Right away she hated it. The lights were irritating, it was too loud, and it was way too crowded. That was pretty much the bases of the reasons why she didn't like Tokyo. But… Inuyasha was there.

She made her way through the crowds to find the bar, it didn't take long for her eyes to land on her boyfriend then. He was working rather quickly mixing this and shaking that to give everyone their drinks. He didn't have to work behind the bar, he was the owner after all, but he liked to. That was what he always told her, anyway. He got bored in his office doing official stuff. That was why he hired his friend, Miroku.

"What can I get you?" he asked her before he actually got a good look. Once he did, his mouth didn't close, he just stared for a long while before she reached over to close his jaw.

"Hey," she greeted. "surprised to see me?"

He nodded his head, "you… look different."

"I had to dress up if I wanted to come visit you."

"I didn't even know you were back."

"Hence the surprise," she answered.

"Yeah," he drew out, "but you hate clubs. You never come here when it's opened."

"I wanted to see you," she said with a minute pout, "should I not have come?"

"No," he assured her quickly, "no, I'm happy to see you."

"Good," she chimed with a smile.

"You hate it here," he asserted, knowing full well he was right, so he reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys. "Go up to my office, it's quieter, I'll come up to you when the rush is over with, a'right?"

"Great," she would highly prefer that so she took his keys and smiled before turning around to go over to the staircase that led up to his office. It was by chance that she looked down to the booming floor then over to the bar to see, even though it was crowded, Inuyasha was standing still talking to someone else.

That someone seemed familiar, it wasn't until the woman glanced over her shoulder that Kagome realized why. It was... Kobayashi Kaguya. Instantly, she felt sick as she put the keys into the door to walk in.

"Kagome?" caught her attention to get her to look over to the desk where Miroku was sitting. A smile quickly lit up his face. "What a surprise!"

"It's good to see you, too, Miroku," she replied as she walked over to take a seat next to him.

"Inuyasha mentioned that you are planning on moving here, to Tokyo now?" He inquired while he set whatever papers he had been examining down.

"Yep," though, she was starting to wonder whether she should… it was only for Inuyasha that she would move to Tokyo. If he was entertained with another woman than… there would be no point. "I don't think I have seen you since you got back from your honeymoon, how was Fiji?"

"Beautiful," he assured her gleefully, "I loved it, as did Sango."

"That's wonderful," she had half hoped that having Inuyasha take part in the wedding ceremony, as Miroku's best man, would maybe help him decide that taking their relationship to the next level was a good thing. It wasn't as if they never spoke about getting married. He knew she wanted to get married eventually…

"What's wrong?"

"Hm?"

"You seem upset about something," he elaborated.

She forced a smile just for him, then. Seeing Kaguya and Inuyasha speaking after finding that note in his pocket in the not too distant past didn't make her feel great…

"Tell me, Kagome, what's wrong," he requested while he turned his chair towards her.

"Inuyasha… has been acting strangely lately," she admitted meekly.

"How so?"

"Distant, I guess is the best way to describe it," she answered with a small shrug, "sometimes I feel like he doesn't really want me here. Like he has something better to do…"

"Oh, Kagome, that is hardly true," Miroku asserted with a shake of his head. "He loves you, very much. He wants you here."

"I hope so," she whispered to herself before changing the subject. She just didn't want to talk about it anymore. Inuyasha… wasn't cheating. Right?

He wouldn't… would he?

[.x.]

Grabbing his attention back was of importance, if he wasn't yet cheating then… well, he might. Kaguya was a famous, fierce, female that was at least twice as pretty as Kagome. The thought that constantly crossed her mind was simple, how can I compete with her? Maybe she was being crazy. Maybe there wasn't really anything to compete with. Maybe it was all in her head…

Actually communicating with him would be a good idea. That way she would know the truth. But when you are scared of the truth then you don't ask for it.

Again, she did something out of her character. She dawned on a black lace and mesh teddy and waited upon his bed for him to get done preparing for bed. Finding out how to lay was always a worry for her… she never did things like that so she was a bit worried about his reaction. Surely, plenty of girls in the past did, so what if she made a fool of herself somehow?

The simplest, safest, way she could think of was lying on her side, propping her head up with her hand, facing the door to his bathroom. It took him the usual amount of time to finally come out. Right away his jaw dropped, again. Doing that twice to him in a two days was a good thing, right?

"Ka… Kagome?" he stuttered as his golden gaze gulped her up.

"Uh-huh?" she answered as she sat up to wiggle her finger to signal for him to come over to her. Gradually he did just that, he sat down next to her so she could get into his lap and press her lips to his. He quickly accepted the action as he grabbed her hips to pull her closer, letting her breasts press against his chest as their tongues tangled.

Within moments he turned her onto her back so he was on top of her, their lips meshed while his tongue explored her mouth. He knew it well, each spot, every bit of it, just like she knew his. She kissed him harder which prompted an immediate response from him, his hand wandered up her hip to grasp her breasts. She moaned softly into his mouth.

A red flare went off in her head when she felt him stiffen, she could feel his hardness below pressed against her. It wasn't the first time she had excited him that much but… it meant it was really going to happen. She was going to have sex with him that night. It was what she needed to do to keep him, right?

Instead of going farther, instead of rubbing himself against her or ripping her teddy off to see her purely naked he pulled away and took a deep breath in.

"Inuyasha?" she slowly started.

"K… Kagome," he answered as he regained himself. "Why?"

"Why what?" she muttered back.

"Why suddenly," he waved his hand over her, "this?"

"Why not?" she countered with a frown as she sat up, "do you not like this?"

"I like it… but," he paused, "it's not like you. It's weird. You've kind of been acting weird lately… to be truthful."

"Me?" she retorted, "I'm acting weird? You've been acting weird ever since I found that…"

He lifted a brow at that, "found what?"

"That… napkin in your pocket," she mumbled while her gaze shifted to the bed. "The one from Kaguya with her number…"

He froze at hearing that, which only made her worry all the more. If there was nothing to it, then he'd be mad at her for snooping or even thinking that it might have meant he was being unfaithful. Instead, the silence was slowly killing her.

"I forget I had that in my pocket," he confessed. "Kagome… it was nothing. Way back before Kaguya moved to LA we hooked up a few times. It wasn't anything. Then she showed up at my club a week or so again and gave me that. I told her I wouldn't be calling her 'cause of you. And I haven't, Kagome."

"I knew that," she asserted, with an annoyed tone. Though her annoyance wasn't directed at him, it was to herself. "I knew that… I did. I just made up all these stupid things in my head and…"

"Kagome," he started as he wrapped his arm around her to pull her against her. "I would never cheat on you."

"I know," she whispered before she wrapped her arms around him, too.

He couldn't help but smile though, "you got all sexed up to try and win me back in case I was, eh?"

"Shut up," she gripped.

"That's cute, you're cute," he assured her.

[.x.]

Christmas in Tokyo was attractive, she supposed, and definitely worth seeing. Her family lived there and Inuyasha did, too. Still, on Xmas day there were so many people out on the streets even though it was cold and even snowing. It wasn't enough to stick to the ground much, but it was a pretty sight.

"I love the snow," she chimed, gleefully, as she squeezed her boyfriend's hand more. He had insisted on taking her out after dinner with her family but refused to telling her where they were going. She had a guess as to where they were going the farther along they walked.

"I know you do," he replied. When she liked something she mentioned it, constantly. Finally, the place he was aiming to take her to came into sight. Ueno park, one of her favorite places in Tokyo. She loved nature, so it was no surprise that a park was one of cherished locations.

"What are we doing here?" she inquired, "it's not like you to want to go on a random walk. See, you are being weird."

"Weird for a good reason," he muttered so low that she didn't catch what he said. It didn't take long to find an empty bench so that he could sit her down. But he didn't do the same, he knelt in front of her and reached into his jacket, savoring the look of confusion on her face. It was rare to be able to surprise her.

As soon as he pulled out the black box her eyes widened, she probably already knew what it was. All the same, he opened it to show the diamond ring. She gasped in as she placed her hands over her mouth.

"I love you, Kagome. I know I've been acting weirdly but it is only because I'm bad at hiding things from you," he explained, "you should check your phone."

"I should what?" she countered with a lifted brow, it was then that she felt it vibrate in her jacket pocket.

"Check your phone," he repeated.

Quickly, she did just that. There she had a new text message. One from him.

Higurashi Kagome, will you marry me?

"I figured since we met via texting, it only made sense to do it this way."

She laughed, out of joy, at that before she looked to him. "How did you do this?"

"I delayed the message," he answered, "so, you gonna give me an answer or what?"

A swift slide of her thumbs across her phone and then 'send' gave him an answer. He shook his head lightly, with a smile upon his face, as he pulled out his phone to read: YES.

"Of course, you dumby," she elaborated while he took the ring out of the box to slid it onto her finger.

"I knew you'd say yes," he assured her as he got up to sit down next to her to let her give him a kiss.

He never thought he'd be a one woman type of man, but he then again, he never knew he would meet her, either. Higurashi Kagome, the strange author that changed the way he looked at things. He loved sex, he was dying for it, but he loved her more.

"So… this means we'll be moving in together, right?" she asked, "I don't actually have to find my own apartment?"

"Keh, obviously," he retorted.

"Then why did you tell me you'd help me find an apartment?"

"Because I'm going to," he answered honestly, "I'm going to help you find an apartment for the both of us."

Ah, now that made sense.

[.x.]

Married. Finally they were married and in their hotel room for their first night as husband and wife. Something he had greatly been anticipating, he didn't even try to hide that. She didn't mind, though. She was looking forward to it, too.

Right away she draped her arms around his neck and let their lips crash together. He jerked his tongue between her lips to allow it to affiliate itself with hers. She was more than willing to accept the prospect as she wrapped her legs around his body while he led them to the bed.

"Damn dress," he huskily whispered into her ear as he frantically worked to get it off to reveal the white teddy below. A thrilling shiver contorted through both of them when they were in nothing but their under garments.

He continued on, then, to place a series of strategic licks, kisses, and nibbles from her collarbone down to her right breast that he had discovered through all their fooling around was far more sensitive than her other. She let out a gasp to confirm that being the truth. Then there were her minute, muffled, moans that she let out as he tugged upon her erected nubs. It riled him up far more than he thought possible before he began to move his stiffening section to her ever so aroused area, rubbing the two against to each other.

When she moved her hips to meet his thrusts he let out a groan of his own.

"Oh, gods, Inuyasha," she gasped before his lips collided with hers again. His hands were so fervent on getting the remainder of their clothes off.

"Kagome," he groaned again as he pulled his lips away from hers, "we can really have sex now, right?"

"Of course," she assured him.

"Fucking finally," he muttered back. He moved down her then, to let his burning breath brush against her inner thigh. He let his lips and tongue play over that area tauntingly as she bit her bottom lip to try and keep her shallow breaths from giving away her meddling desire. His grin grew when she grasped a chuck of his hair so that he'd finally move his skillful touch up to her already dampened area. She let out of the gush of air she had been holding as he began to ravish her with his ever so talented tongue that moved around within. One of his hands kept her legs opened as the other trailed its way up her inner thighs until he could play with her hidden jewel with his thumb.

She let out an almost silent, deep, moan at the combined feeling brought to her before she began to subconsciously move her hips along with his rhythm to try and release the pulsing, building, pressure from within her. The faster he moved, the closer she got until finally she felt the grandest of reliefs.

"Come on," he growled as his nipped her bottom lip and pulled her onto his lap, "I really want you."

There was no arguing with that, she could feel his pulsing need under her effortlessly. The one time they had sex, he had the dominance so when he gave her the opportunity she still wasn't too sure on what to do but she refused to waste the opportunity and positioned herself above him before thrusting down. A muffled moan escaped her lips as she felt him thrust up to meet her movement, going deeper into her than he ever had before. His hands moved from her hips to her rear to clutch her close as she began to grind onto him with a hasty speed.

He couldn't hold back a moan as he began his assault upon her neck; it took far more thought than it should for him to remember what it was he was supposed to do as she jerked him around. It was glorious, everything about her was glorious, and he'd never let her go.

It was the first time that she had felt that they may have merged to form one being but never so much as they did in that moment, their chest clashed together, their thighs twisted and locked—moving effortlessly to meet the others advances—and their arms binding them together.

It was heaven, and he quickly sent her there with a final soul screaming thrust into her.

She had always been a tight fit, it had always made it feel grander, but usually he could hold out until at least she climaxed around him but with his last thrust he found his own heaven setting in.

That was only the first time of many, many, blissful experiences to come. Never again would he have to miss having sex.

He had the woman he loved in bed with him to do the action he loved, could life be more perfect?

He doubted it, very, very much.

A/N: Lots of people have asked for an addition to this story so here is a holiday special epilogue for the conclusion of their strange love story. I hope you enjoyed.

Thank you for all the reviews and all the reviews to come. I appreciate them all.