Standard disclaimer applies.

Final chapter is finally here! I hope you've enjoyed my story so far, and that you'll enjoy Kagome's Happily Ever After even more!

Warning! Dirty talk, and dirty sex. No YIMS allowed!

Hide or Seek

6: Partner

By: Luna

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Kagome scaled the side of the building easily, the stone wall providing ready made ledges for her to hook her fingertips to. Her right foot slipped a little, and she heard a sexy voice whisper in her ear.

"Tsk, tsk." That voice whispered. "You're slipping, koi."

Kagome scowled, and with one quick twist of her wrists propelled her up, and she landed with feline grace on top of the stone structure before disappearing. Her form had been a shadow, for just a moment - but on any camera it would look like a glitch in the system.

When she slipped into the bedroom of her victim, her feet didn't make a sound. "Dogs at your two, below deck. It seems they scent you." Kagome hesitated, not sure she believed it. Her Intel stated the Vic was severely allergic to dogs and wouldn't come near the animals.

"That's not possible," she whispered back.

"How would you know? You can't see them. Such pretty dogs, too. I think they have company over; they are not guard dogs, but pets." Kagome relaxed minutely. "One looks like a malamute." The voice continued, even as Kagome stiffened at the Intel. "Isn't he huge and ferocious? He can probably have you for breakfast. The other one would probably eat your ankles." There was a sneer in the voice now. "What a ridiculous dog."

Kagome smiled, despite the situation. She loved Sesshoumaru - sometimes. What she didn't like was his brand of humor; he liked trying to distract her on missions, just to see if she'd mess up. She didn't think he had forgiven her for outsmarting him for all those months.

Her hands trailed up the gilded mirror that was her target, frowning at the size. It was larger than full bodied; how on earth would she be able to carry this sucker out?

"I love it when you wear that suit," Sesshoumaru whispered, his voice like a hot caress. "It sticks to your skin like it's painted, and when you bend over like that I love how your ass looks. It makes me want to do dirty, dirty things."

Kagome bolted up straight and spun around, searching the darkness. But she left Sesshoumaru at the surveillance van; there was no way he could see her. She slowly turned back to the mirror, staring at her reflection for a moment before leaning over to peer behind the mirror, trying to see how it was held to the wall. If it was bolted, they were going to have a problem. As it was, she was already considering scratching the target and moving on - there was no way she'd be able to get the mirror off the compound by herself.

Hands slid up her thighs, and she jolted again and brought her elbow back sharply, aiming for their sternum. It was easily dodged, so she tried kicking her heels back and spinning around to face her attacker, but they had pinned her hips and pushed her up against the mirror, and she could feel the hot press of an aroused male at her back.

Lips caressed her neck, and she knew whose lips they were. Hands slipped down and over, cupping her heat through the thin fabric of her jumpsuit and rubbing slowly, sinfully. Caressing up her body, he took her lax hands and pressed them against the mirror before grabbing her hips and pulling them roughly against his erection. She looked in the mirror, met Sesshoumaru's heated, sexy eyes, and slowly pressed her bottom back, and watched as his eyes closed for just a moment.

His hands were at the zipper, tugging, insistent, and it took only a moment to peel it from her body, and slip off her shoes. Kagome knew she was wet, and thought she knew what was coming, and shivered in surprise when he suddenly left her.

"Stay there." He ordered, his voice a dark command. She opened her eyes, watching as he arranged something behind her before taking her hands in his and gently kissing each palm, before tying them at her back with silk cords.

"What is it with you and bondage?" She whispered, and felt excitement lick at her skin at the thought that the owners were just down the hall, and they could walk in at any moment, but she couldn't find it in her to care as Sesshoumaru pressed a knuckles at her entrance from behind, chuckling at the proof of her willingness.

"You like it dirty, don't lie." He whispered back, and gave her bottom a sharp smack. "And if you think this is bondage, you haven't seen nothing yet. I like it much, much dirtier than this. I'll show you… next time."

She shivered at the promise, and moaned in appreciation.

He sat down in the plush arm chair he moved in front of the mirror, grasping her hips to guide her backwards. He was still fully clothed, she could see it in the mirrors reflection - all but for the straining erection he let loose from his jeans. He guided her back until she sat on his lap, and she leaned in to his chest trustingly.

"Spread your legs," he whispered in her ear, giving the shell a hot lick. "Hook them over the chair arms."

She did, her flexibility making this possible. "Now look, Kagome. Look into the mirror and see how pretty you are, and all mine."

She looked, and she shuddered at the evidence of her desire, and moaned when the heat was beginning to make her burn inside. She wanted him to touch her. She needed him to! He chuckled at her moan, and she watched with fevered eyes as he brought his hands up to shape her breasts, his fingers caressing her nipples in small, teasing strokes.

When he left her breasts to trail his hands down her stomach, she watched as he used both hands to spread her nether lips wide, and kissed her neck, all the while watching her in the mirror. "Look at that," he murmured. "All that sweetness, just for me."

"Sesshoumaru!" She gasped, straining against the cords that held her arms together.

He chuckled darkly, then used one finger to caress her, up and down, paying particular attention to her vertical hood piercing, which twinkled at them even in the darkness. She writhed when he pressed down on the little bead, pressing right into her bundle of nerves, and she gasped again. She wanted to moan, to scream at his teasing, but she couldn't risk waking up her victims and treating them to such a dirty display - one she only put on for Sesshoumaru.

"Good girl," he whispered when she kept quiet, and gave her pussy a little caressing pat before dipping lower.

Finally, finally his fingers entered her, spreading her wide, and rewarding her silence with quick, hard strokes, giving her exactly what she wanted. She whimpered when he hit that spot inside her that made her inner muscles quiver, and jolted with a cry when he slapped her cunt in punishment.

"No speaking." He told her, his voice hard and full of authority. Then he grinned, and she saw it, when he realized she was even more turned on by that slap than she had been before.

"Dirty girl." He said affectionately, then grasped her hips and lifted her, and she tensed with anticipation when his beautiful cock came into view, its head resting at her entrance. With a painstakingly slow movement, she watched in the mirror as he pressed her down, and she watched her pussy suck him in greedily, and had to bite her lip to keep the scream of pleasure she wanted to let loose.

He started her off on a slow, easy pace, both watching themselves in the mirror, before he gave a little growl and held her suspended, and slammed into her over and over, her breasts bouncing and dancing for him, out on display in the mirror. She cried out, the pleasure too intense, and was rewarded by another slap against her cunt, against her piercing, and when she clenched around him like a fist he gasped, and moved harder.

When she came, her muscles locking tight around his erection, he pumped into her a few more times before grinding her down, hard, and another smaller orgasm rocked through from the pain of that alone. They both sat, shuddering, and he released her hips to wrap his arms around her, hugging her close and nuzzling her sweaty neck.

She rolled her neck to the side to give him better access, and sighed at the kiss he gave her racing pulse. Her hands were loose. She didn't know when he had released her, but it gave her the opportunity to wrap her arms over his, twining their fingers together. She loved it that he loved to cuddle, for it was so unlike his character that she knew that she was probably the only one who knew this about him. He had revealed that his ex-wife never liked to stay in bed after the fact, and it only made it more special to her knowing that he knew he could be like this, and she would never tell.

They were still connected, and she gave him an affectionate squeeze with her inner muscles. He nipped at her throat, and she sighed again before moving to get up. "We should go. We don't want to wake up the owners and get caught."

His arms tightened around her, and he gave a little thrust to tell her he was hard again, and that they weren't finished. "The owner is already awake, and I assure you you're already caught."

Kagome stiffened. "Excuse me?"

He sounded infinitely satisfied. "You're currently sitting on him."

She used her kegel muscles to their full advantage, was rewarded when he hissed in pained pleasure and pressed her harder down on him. "That's impossible." She hissed. "I researched this place. Kagura Ito owns it, with her daughter… Rin."

She felt him smile against her throat. "I might have manipulated the data. This house belongs to me and Rin. And now you."

While her heart fluttered at that, her face took on a wrathful expression. "I knew it!" She burst out. "You're still butt hurt that I beat you!"

"Ah, but now I've beaten you." He said with a smirk, meeting her eyes in the mirror. "If someone researched more thoroughly, you would have found the real papers on this house."

"So you're telling me tonight was just a way to soothe your bruised ego." She stated flatly, though inside she wanted to laugh. Who knew Sesshoumaru could be so sensitive?

"Hnn." He murmured, pressing her down again with a shudder as she squeezed him again.

She linked their fingers together and lifted his arms from around her. He let her, his eyes curious, and then heated when she merely lifted one long shapely leg and twisted. He hissed at the sensation of her spinning around his cock, and let his head rest against the back of the seat when she straddled him.

"Okay, lover," she whispered in his ear. "Now it's my turn."

As she started a fast, hard ride, the sun burst over the tree tops and gilded the room in gold, and it was only then that she noticed two other occupants in the room with them.

A large fierce looking malamute that screamed 'I'm Sesshoumaru's!' and a small, fluffy Papillion with a little pink bow around its neck that was obviously Rin's.

As Kagome's heart sighed, her body screamed, and as the sun rose ever higher, she rode them both to completion.

Final Prompt: Into the Sunset, WANTED! Challenge May 1st 2011

Words: 1,949

P.S: I bet you can't believe this story was the first time I've ever written a lemon, huh? I hope you enjoyed!

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