A Real Good Man by BittersweetLady

Chapter 28

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A Real Good Man

By: BittersweetLady

Chapter Twenty-Eight

It had been a few months since Kagome had moved into Kaede's old apartment. Sesshomaru took the boys on the weekends and even during the week sometimes. It was a tense truce between the two when they were together. Kagome kept her distance from him both physically and emotionally and Sesshomaru did his best not to notice as he tried to figure out how to get her back. It wasn't that he did know how to get her back, it was just that everything he tried didn't seem to work with her and she wouldn't listen to him if he started to talk about something other than the boys. It was on one such weekend where Sesshomaru would have his hardest test yet.

"How have you been?" he asked as she gathered up the boys' things. She still wouldn't meet his eyes when she looked at him, but at least she could look at him now.

"Okay. Souta has had a cold this past week and Kenta is starting to run fever. It's nothing serious, but I put their medicine in the front pocket of their bag. They get one teaspoon every eight hours." Kagome said as she bent and started to zip the boys into their jackets. There was a knock at the door and Sesshomaru went to answer it. Opening the door, he didn't expect to see another man on the other side of the door.

"Is Kagome here?" the man asked. Kagome froze and looked up from her place on the floor. It was Ichiro, Kagome's one and only employee in the bookstore. He had tried to get her to go out with him for weeks and up until a few days ago, she had resisted. She had hired him out of sheer desperation, needing the extra person in case she had to leave suddenly. Kagome looked from Ichiro to Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru was looking Ichiro up and down like he was bug. Ichiro on the other had was just standing there not sure what to do. Sesshomaru stepped back and let the other man enter, crowding him a little as he closed the door.

"Is there something you needed Ichiro?" she asked as stood from her crouched position on the floor. She watched him fidget for a moment before he spoke.

"I…um…You told me to come by and get my check and I wanted to make sure we were still on for tonight." Sesshomaru felt his stomach drop to his toes. Kagome had a date tonight with this boy. And he was a boy compared to Sesshomaru. He was shorter than Sesshomaru by more than a foot, but stocky. He wasn't too hard on the eyes either. He made the distinction that he really didn't like Ichiro.

"Yes, I know." Kagome retrieved an envelope from her purse and handed it to him. "And yes we are still on for tonight; pick me up at six and I'll be ready." Ichiro smiled and hurried to the door. After he had left Sesshomaru looked her up and down, raising a brow at the look she gave him back.

"Really?" he asked. Kagome handed him the boys' bag and gave him a sickly sweet smile.

"It's none of you business Sesshomaru." She said as she bent and kissed the boys' good-bye. He didn't get to say more because she herded him out the door. If she had a date tonight with that boy, then it was his business. She was still his wife. No matter what she said; she belonged with him and he'd be damned before he let some boy take her from him.

When six o'clock came around Kagome was just a little nervous. She had never been on a date with anyone but her husband. The thought of him sobered her and she put her nervousness aside. She deserved this. She deserved to have a night to herself. The knock on the door came and she was there a moment later to open it; having been waiting in the hall for that knock for over an hour. She took his proffered hand and let him lead her down to his car. It was a little chilly tonight. Fall was coming in, pushing summer out of the way. Kagome had put on her brown broomstick skirt with her favorite green t-shirt and jean jacket. It was a simple date tonight or at least Ichiro had said it would be. She took in his cloths; a pair of worn, faded jeans and a blue t-shit and sneakers and decided she didn't have anything big to worry about.

Around five-thirty that night, Sesshomaru kissed his sons good-bye and left them in the care of Mrs. Smith, who after much begging and consoling, agreed to come back to work for him. Sesshomaru made his excuses to the nanny and calmly walked to his car. He was anything but calm. To put it plainly, he was in hell and the sad thing was that it was one of his own creation. The whole drive to the book store his mind constantly bombarded him with thoughts and images of her writhing on the floor while the boy's hands touched her. He arrived just in time to see the boy walk up the stairs just to the side of the building. His grip on the steering wheel tightened until his knuckles turned white. Why couldn't he stop these thoughts? They did not help his peace of mind. They made him crazy with jealousy and hate. They boy had no right to touch her.

He saw them come out and watched as the boy handed Kagome into his car. He tempered down the urge to side swipe the punk's car when he pulled out, but that would have set him back with Kagome. So he settled in to wait for their return. It was the longest wait of his life. With his mind running wild with different things that were going on and the fear that she wouldn't return home. He conceited to himself that he was acting a little crazy, but he loved her and he was not letting her go short of…anything really. He took a breath when he saw the boy's car turn down the road around nine. He got out of the car and helped her from the passenger's seat. He watched as they stood together for a few moments and then the boy leaned in and kissed her. Sesshomaru's vision turned red when he saw that.

Kagome gently pushed against Ichiro's chest and took a step back. She may be ready to start dating, but she wasn't ready for anything else. She was still married and she wasn't sure how she felt about that. She smiled at Ichiro and turned to unlock the side door. She turned back and waved to him as he drove away. Kagome hurried up the steps and unlocked her apartment door. Sesshomaru waited a few moments before he exited his car and followed her up to her door. He briefly debated the consequences of his actions before he told the little voice inside his head to shut up and knocked on her door.

Kagome frowned at the knock on her door. Who would be her at nine o'clock at night? She hurried to the door. She didn't expect Sesshomaru to shoulder his way into her apartment and close the door behind him. She heard the lock click into place before he turned to her. She watched him warily as he leaned against her door, his arms folded across his chest.

"Did you have a nice time tonight Kagome?" he asked her. He looked her up and down. Why did she have to be so damn beautiful? It would be a lot easier if she didn't have this effect on him. Kagome stared at him as if he had a spare head. Was he serious?

"It's none of your business, but yes I did have a good time. What is it that you want?" She asked and turned to go to her bedroom. She might as well get ready for bed because she knew that he wouldn't leave until he had whatever it was he came here for. Sesshomaru tried to follow her, but she closed the door on him.

"I can't come by and see how my wife's date went?" he asked sarcastically. He opened the door just as Kagome was pulling on her robe. She sent him a glare and pushed past him. She headed for the kitchen to get her customary glass of tea before bed.

"No. why would you want to anyway?" she asked. She busied herself with heating the small amount of water and adding her sugar and tea bag to her cup.

"Because you are my wife. That ring on your finger means you still belong to me and I have a right to know who my wife is going with." She felt him behind her. His hands appeared on the counter on either side of her. His voice was mocking as he spoke.

"I may still be married to you, but that doesn't mean I am your wife or that I belong to you in any way, shape, or form." Her voice was slightly shaky as she spoke. He moved into her. Kagome knew that the movement was supposed to feel threatening and was meant to scare her, but it didn't.

"But you are. I just want to know one thing, Kagome." He spoke at her ear and felt the shiver go through her when his breath tickled her skin. Kagome swallowed thickly.

"What is that?" she asked. He pressed against her farther, forcing her into the counter. She felt his hands on her hips and that at last felt a little like a threat to her.

"What did his kiss taste like? Was it as good as mine?" His voice had a distinct bite to it. Kagome blushed because in all honesty, she hadn't like the way Ichiro had kissed her. His kiss had been insecure and sloppy; whereas Sesshomaru's were deep soul searing kisses demanding that she respond to him. She had loved his kisses and the way they made her feel, but that part of her life was over for the foreseeable future. "Did you like him kissing you?" he asked again. Kagome knew that she should tell him to leave, tell him it was none of his business and that yes she had liked it, but she couldn't.

"No." She whispered. She closed her eyes because she knew that she would probably never find someone to make her feel the way he did and she resented him for it. He had ruined her for anyone else. Kagome felt tears burning behind her eyes; she hated him in that moment. Hated the way he made her feel, hated the way he could make her want him with a look. And most of all she hated that he could make her forgive him for everything in the last three years.

"No what, Kagome?" Sesshomaru asked. A part of him needed to hear that she had felt nothing when the boy had kissed her. A part of him wanted her to say that she had enjoyed so he could have an excuses to kiss her again. The selfish part of him wanted her ruined for anyone else; that part of him was also the part that was whispering in his mind to force her back to him.

"No, it wasn't as good as yours…" She whispered and felt him exhale a breath softly," it was better." The lie came smoothly to her and she felt him stiffen behind her. His hands at her hips turned hard and he turned her around to him. Sesshomaru searched her face, his eyes dark and cold.

"You're lying Kagome. That's not very nice." He said. Kagome smirked at him and he didn't like the way it looked on her delicate face.

"Why not, Sesshomaru? You did it enough while we were together for the both of us." Kagome told him. She turned her back on him to finish her cup of tea. "If we are done here, I'd like you to leave. I am very tired and would like to go to bed." It was her indifferent tone as she spoke that did him in. His self-restraint had been tested to its limits. Sesshomaru pressed his body hard against hers.

"I think that you are lying and I am going to prove it to you." He whispered thickly at her ear. His hands were already working on the tie of her robe and had shed her of the silky fabric before she could protest.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she cried. She tried to push his hands off her, but he was, as always, stronger than her. "Stop it!" she yelled again. She didn't want this, she didn't want to have to remember what if felt like to have him inside her. Her body had ideas of its own though, when she felt him pressed to the small of her back. She felt his hand slide up her thigh and slip under her nightgown to her soft folds. She heard him groan and had to stifle one of her own at the sound.

"You can say what you want with your mouth Kagome, but your body wants me. It knows how much pleasure I can give you." Sesshomaru hurried to free himself from the confines of his suite, he knew if he gave her anytime to think this would be over before it even started. Kagome felt him then and she couldn't help the helpless sound that escaped her throat when she felt him seat himself deep inside her. And then he was moving and Kagome couldn't help pressing back against him. He knew what she liked, knew how to get her to the edge and keep her there until she thought she might go insane. He felt good inside her and she pressed back harder wanting more. Sesshomaru tilted his hips just so and pressed deeper as he moved. Now he hit her sweet spot every time he moved and he relished the soft sounds coming from her throat. He pressed her forward so her upper body was laid across the counter and rained kisses across her bared shoulders and the nape of her neck.

He felt the first tremors of her orgasm and kissed along her neck until he found the most sensitive spot and took it into his mouth, suckling and nibbling her flesh. Kagome arched her back upward and a scream was torn from her as she came. She could feel Sesshomaru's release an instant later and moaned softly at the feel. She rested her head against the cool top of the counter before reality came crashing back.

"Get off me!" She cried suddenly and, startled, Sesshomaru moved away from her. "What the hell was that?" She asked as she yanked her cloths back into place and pulled her robe on. "You can't do that! This can never happen again! Do you understand me? Never, Sesshomaru!" Kagome stopped and turned her back to him. She could feel tears threatening to fall and she could not, would not cry in front of him ever again. Sesshomaru had righted his cloths and was coming to her. She heard him move and scurried away from him quickly. "Please just leave. Please." She said softly and without saying a word, Sesshomaru left her apartment and drove home, the whole way finally contemplating the consequences of what had just occurred. Kagome on the other hand, cleaned up the mess they had made and went to sleep. She refused to let what had happened affect her. Logically she knew that sooner or later she would have to deal with it, she was just too exhausted to give it any time at the moment.