Aftereffect by Kanela

Aftereffect

Ok, now, this is my first try at a one-shot...and a lemon. And I feel ridiculously proud of myself, jujujuju. This fic is inspired on a song, written by Ricardo Arjona, "Historia de un Taxi" (A Taxi Story) but it's not a songfic.

Special thanks to my beta (and friend) Sada, who I totally love and worship. *hugs Sada* Did I say I love her?

Sí, bueno....On with the story...

10:01 pm

Sesshoumaru was driving his taxi, a '65 Classic Mustang, through the empty streets of Tokyo. It had been one of those bad days where there wasn't a single soul in need of a ride. But then, as he turned a corner, a sparkle caught his eye and immediately he distinguished the silhouette of a person wearing a gleaming miniskirt.

"Taxi!" yelled a feminine voice.

So he pulled over, and waited for the woman to get in. Hoping it was indeed female.

In the rearview mirror, Sesshoumaru scanned his passenger and felt delighted when he found it was a beautiful raven-haired woman around the age of 24, sitting in the middle of the backseat. A lone, dark tear traveled down her left cheek, and Sesshoumaru was dumbfounded by the contrast of her stony façade to her obvious inner despondency. But the mirror, however, kept yelling at him to look intently at her shapely calves.

She opened her purse and took out a weird cigarette, the long and slim kind of cigarette. And Sesshoumaru, being the gentleman he was (plus being on duty), offered her some light.

"Thanks" she said, for the first time raising her eyes to watch him through the mirror in front of her. Sapphire blue crashed with bright amber eyes and she flashed him a smile. Sesshoumaru nodded and turned again to the steer wheel, and drove away from the lonely curb.

"Where to?" He questioned, his deep baritone voice sending shivers down her spine. Maybe...maybe he was the one. And he looked so much like a man she once knew.

"Nowhere in particular." She replied while exhaling smoke, then smirked when the taxi driver gave her a cold look on the rearview mirror. "Just drive. I'll pay you well."

Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed but he said nothing as he turned his gaze back to the road.

"My name's Kagome" She crossed her legs, letting another bit of smoke out, and Sesshoumaru caught a glimpse of darkness hidden between her legs. That...was not intentional He mused to himself. So now...had no options, he had to answer.

"Sesshoumaru." He barked, half annoyed at the woman for trying to make a conversation, and half frustrated at the hardness forming down his pants. "What are you crying for?"

Her eyes hardened and she looked away, staring out the window, and another wave of smoke left her luscious lips. "A guy. He thinks he can cheat on me because he's rich and stuff." She sighed and waved her hand, pushing the subject aside. Her eyes turned back to the reflection of his face. "You know... you don't strike me like the kind of guy who would be driving a cab."

"You don't know me, woman."

"I can try. What happened?"

"It's a long story."

She shrugged and closed her eyes. "She's a rich girl too, you know. More like his type. I know it because of her looks, but I'll tell you, she totally lacks on fashion sense."

"Unlike you, I assume" She saw a slender dark eyebrow rise, and figured out his amusement.

"Well, can you tell?" She spread her arms wide open, as if trying to give him a better look of her body, and grinned slyly. Sesshoumaru's gaze dulled a bit, not out of boredom or disinterest, but in lust. She was gorgeous, and the cleavage she was showing was way too much for his eager mind. How long had it been? Six years? Damn gold-digger whore. He mentally sneered at one foggy memory.

"Don't."

"What?"

"Do not cry over the guy. Such a worthless being does not deserve your tears."

She blinked twice and then cleaned her cheek with the back of her hand. "You're right. He doesn't even deserve me." For her response she received a curt nod.

No, he doesn't. Dishonorable bastard, having someone like her, he must truly be an idiot. He thought as he ogled her crossed legs. Such lovely thighs...don't go higher skirt, or I'll end up doing her right here. Sesshoumaru thought.

"If you want revenge," he said coolly, "I am willing to help you, lady."

Why had he never lusted after one of his passengers before? And how could he mess around with a committed woman? What could a taxi driver do about his bed fantasies? But... He had an alibi... one option...It's her decision.

When he looked up back to the mirror, she was smiling at him. The devious kind of smile that made his lips twitch.

"Would you-?"

"Yes."

Her grin widened, and she managed a quick glance at the left window. "Turn back two blocks. We're going to my place. Let's see what comes to pass."

*/*/*/*/*/*

He slammed her to the wall, missing the apartment door by inches. He was searing hot, combusting inside his jeans. He wanted her, very badly. He had her slender legs wrapped around his waist and her long nails continued to rake up and down his back. He forgot where had his jacket gone...and he didn't particularly care. His baseball cap was long gone, somewhere down the stairs at the second floor, Three stories behind, he recalled in a glimpse of sanity before her hungry lips devoured his again. There was no elevator on the building, and this hike up to the top floor, the fifth one to be precise, had been a living inferno. She was quite the devil herself.

Just one block away from their destination, before he even had time to turn the corner, she had thrown her cigar out a window and then slipped her hands down his jacket and rubbed his torso. When they arrived to the parking lot, he was already painfully hard. He stepped outside and went to open the backseat door. She teased him...by slowly uncrossing her legs and, in the same unhurried pace, extending a manicured hand to him. Once outside the car, their gazes connected and he stood before her, watching her with his uncommon intense amber eyes: a sparkling gold she had already grown fond of. He towered over her, his unusual height delighting her. Everything about him seemed out of place...or world, actually. His gorgeous features, his height, his platinum - almost silver – hair, the way his eyes flashed a million of emotions that overwhelmed her, losing her...trapping her.

They kissed...and they both lost their mind.

Now, I want her now! He growled inwardly, and while sucking the side of her neck, pressed his hips against her warmth. She moaned and her hands shot upwards, holding onto his shoulder length hair, tugging at it and making him turn harder into her body. Her skirt was no longer a nuisance; it had ridden up and now lay wrinkled at her waist. Her high-heel clad feet were crossed behind his back, and once with a grind they collided with his ass. The hand at her waist went lower and caressed her rear, and with a slow movement, he placed it where their bodies joined.

"W-wait..."

"What?" he almost spat.

"L-Let's go inside." She murmured.

"No." he resumed his assault on her neck.

She knew they were in an awkward position...and place. A neighbor might show up anytime, so she unhooked her legs trying to hint him to stop, Oh but I don't want him to, she groaned in her head. And he didn't... until they heard footsteps approaching. He paused at his ministrations but did not make any other movement than place both his hands to the wall, restricting the small woman from stepping aside. They were panting slightly while they stared at each other.

"Oh, Higurashi-san! It's been a while!" Came the joyous but tired voice of a woman. Kagome's eyes widened when she recognized the elderly woman standing at the door in front of her own.

"K-Kaede-baa-san, i-it's good to see you again."

"I thought you moved out of the building...with your boyfriend."

Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth and the young woman gave a nervous laugh.

"No, I didn't. We just never saw each other when I was home."

"Yes, child. That must have been the reason. Good night, Kagome. Young man."

Sesshoumaru nodded stiffly and glared at the girl. Kagome smirked and leaned to him. When he heard a door shut, he lowered his head and allowed his hot breathe to caress her ear shell.

"Open your door. Now."

"Uh-huh," was all she could muster. She tried to turn to look at the keyhole but he intercepted it. "I need to turn, you know."

She received a passionate kiss and distinguished a click behind her. Snapping her eyes open she found him staring at her, his orbs resembling the ones of a hawk stalking his prey... And it appeared she was the prey. Without breaking eye contact he pushed her inside, making her walk backwards. How...

Gulping, she managed to ask. "How...did you do that?" He raised his hand and flashed her keys in front of her face.

"You are easy to distract." He replied huskily.

"Is that so?" Smart ass... she raised an eyebrow, Let's make you wait...a bit. Taking his hands in her own, she moved away from him to her living room and turned on a light. "Would you like something to drink?" She took off her short coat and let it rest on the coach. Then she went to the little table aside and bent to pick up her bottle of scotch.

He approached her and slithered his arms around hers, hugging her rigidly and preventing her moves. "Are you playing with me, woman?" he whispered at her ear. "If you are, let me tell you...I don't like it." The last remark was accompanied by a tightening of his arms.

"Perhaps I am, Sesshoumaru." she said, for the first time using his name and liking the way it tasted in her mouth. She was trying to look at him, but in the position she was, it was hardly possible. Oh, but it wasn't like she was complaining, much less when he slipped a hand between her legs. Kagome suppressed a whimper, but he grinded harder and managed to free the appealing sound from her throat.

"How about we get to this revenge of yours." Sesshoumaru bit on her bare right shoulder and shuddered when she let out a needy yelp. He couldn't take it anymore and whirled her so they were facing each other, then lowered them both to the carpet. He kissed her senseless, touching her everywhere.

She shivered with every touch, her eyelids fluttering with every sensual caress of his lips and her hips rocking with his. He lifted her revealing blouse...Divine vixen! She was wearing nothing underneath!... and sunk eagerly to suck at her exposed breasts. He licked and nibbled her right nipple and she moaned. He was driving her mad with desire and all she wanted to do was to lie there and let him do whatever he wanted with her... but she wouldn't allow it. She wanted to touch him, to taste him too... Just when she was about to slide to lower regions, he inserted a finger to her core and pumped.

Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, and she began to gasp at every exhale. Sesshoumaru was propped over her on his left elbow, his left fingers tangled in the long raven hair spread over the floor. His torso was still clad in the white wife beater he wore, revealing sleek muscles flexing across his upper back and arms.

Her beautiful face contracted in pleasure, so he leaned once more to claim her parted mouth, and she bit his lower lip, entrapping him. When he stopped his ministrations she exhaled in complaint, but then she felt her hips being roughly lifted and her thong was pulled aside. Her eyes snapped open as she felt something bigger and wider getting inside her spread legs.

"Ah- ah...un!" she moaned again, even though she pursed her lips to prevent any sound to escape. She was not a loud person when it came to bed matters, but this man assaulting her body seemed to bring unknown sides of her to life.

Sesshoumaru grunted to the woman lying beneath him and found himself sheathed to the hilt. With a slow pace he started to move inside her warm core, producing a hiss as he withdrew. Her legs wrapped themselves around his waist again, taking him inside once more. He increased the speed and force of his thrusts, wanting to make her produce a sound. He lowered himself to suck at her neck, smirking when he heard a tiny cry leave her lips, then grinning once more when she screamed as he bit hard to the juncture of her shoulder and neck.

Kagome's head started to thrash, but Sesshoumaru grabbed her jaw to hold her still as he watched her, his now dark amber eyes narrowed to heavy-lidded slits that glittered intensely. "Scream for me," he murmured, and then thrust his hot tongue to her ear. The hoarse voice he heard was unrecognizable to him. "Say my name...yes, come. Come for me, Ka-go-me."

"Uhhhh--" Kagome's young face pulled taut as she still tried to push against his restraining hand. "Oh, oh, oh," she panted through her wide-open mouth.

"Come, girl," He crooned to her. "That's it," he whispered against her ear. He dropped his mouth to the side of her neck again, audibly suckling the spot where he had previously bit. Kagome let out a low, keening cry, shuddered, then slackened against the carpet-covered floor, breathing hard. Sesshoumaru pulled his head back again, his mouth quirked slightly in a small self-satisfied smile as he traced patterns with his fingertips across her raising breasts. He knew they were both still clothed, and the fact that he was fucking a stranger while still wearing his clothes made him harden even more. He wanted release, and she was giving it to him. Without sliding out of her, he kicked off his jeans and boxers and took off his shirt. But...

...She was still clothed.

Damn, he thought as he unwillingly pulled out of her core, making her whimper, and slid her mini skirt and underwear off her legs, throwing it somewhere behind him. Next came her top.

Kagome felt her world spinning then coming to a halt. When the black, dazzling fog dissipated, she realized she was now topless and sitting on the silver haired man. He pumped his hips and her head threw back in pleasure. She raised her hips and set a pace, too slow for his liking, so he placed both hands at her hips and enhanced their speed, making her breasts bounce with every dive he made.

He was close - he could feel it. One of his hands traveled to the union of their bodies and he stroked the tiny bundle of nerves hidden there, making her whimper again. He rose from the carpet and sucked her bouncing, soft mounds, alternatively licking one then the other.

She felt wonderful! Definitely, this was the best fuck she had had in... ever. The sounds coming from the street began to muffle, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She could feel it, her orgasm coming again...and she moaned his name when he nibbled her collarbone.

Sesshoumaru smirked as he heard her say his name, feeling extremely proud of himself. But it wasn't enough...he needed, he craved... He pushed her down again, and slid an arm down her thigh, raising her left leg to rest over his shoulder. That way he went even deeper...and her body started convulsing.

Sesshoumaru covered her mouth with his, and there was a soft moist popping sound as their lips parted. "Hold on," he grunted to her. Kagome weakly twined one arm around his strong neck and the other across his back. Sesshoumaru buried his face against her shoulder and began to thrust fast and hard. Kagome fisted a handful of his lovely silver hair, and gasped in his ear. Sesshoumaru's breath began to catch in time with his movements. His spine arched. Her leg slipped from his shoulder.

The two convulsed together, pants rising and falling. He collapsed on top of her and she felt his exquisite weight crush her. She held him tightly by his neck, and when he turned over, he took her with him. Bodies still joined, she raised her head and gave him a languorous wet kiss. His hands flew to her hips and squeezed her hard. Once their lips parted, she rested an elbow on his raising chest and stared at him through heavy-lidded eyes, a satisfied grin gracing her features.

"You know...now I understand why they say revenge is sweet."

Amber eyes stared at her and he raised an eyebrow. "You think?"

"Aha," she responded. "And now that we know each other so well..." her grin widened, "...why don't you tell me about your peculiar job, um?"

"Why." He stated coolly.

"Yes. Why do you work as a taxi driver? It does not fit you."

A tired sigh escaped his lips and he hoisted himself up, dragging her along and making her sit on his lap, the soft friction making them both stiffen a bit.

"I once had money. Enough money to buy the Taxi Company I now work at, and still have sufficient funds to create ten more."

"And what happened? Were you a gamble addict?"

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. "Do I seem like one?"

"No. I was just asking. What happened then?"

Golden eyes took a darker hue and his voice came out full of venom. "I met someone. And that's all I plan to tell you."

Kagome blinked in confusion but quickly understood what happened. "She took your money, didn't she?"

"..."

"Er... I'm sorry."

"Don't. You don't know me."

"Oh well, you know, that line isn't going to work anymore."

Against his will, he snorted and she blinked again. "I'm not totally deprived of money. It's not enough for me anymore."

"How?"

"I have a child."

Kagome's left eye twitched "I forgot what I was going to say...Oh, it's back...What?"

"She left us both."

"Bu- ho- S-Since when?"

"Six years."

"But...If it's been six years, then why do you still struggle for money?"

"We're not divorced yet. She refuses to sign the documents while she keeps requesting money for our daughter. Which of course isn't to our child because she does not see her anymore. She abandoned her."

"Why don't you go to court? This is totally wrong!"

"I did. And lost. That's why I'm working now. That Abi bitch must be fucking someone powerful enough to corrupt the judges."

"What a whore!" Kagome fumed. That irresponsible, abusive, gold-digging bitch! But...if he married her. "...Did you love her, that Abi woman?"

"No."

"Oh."

Silence self-invited and made himself comfortable for about a minute, till she decided to break it. "I hope I get to meet her, your child I mean." Sesshoumaru frowned at the woman at his lap, but said nothing.

"Oh my, it's the time already!" she gasped as she looked at her wristwatch. Kagome eased herself to her feet, and quickly made it to her bathroom. She missed when her lover closed his eyes and suppressed a groan. Sesshoumaru took a deep breath and also stood, picking up his boxers and started to get dressed.

"Just a sec, please." She said as she walked from door to door tying her long raven hair into a low ponytail while still naked. A few moments later, she came out of a room, probably hers, he mused, now dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a blue tank top. She still wears nothing under her shirt... he noted. "Ok, let's go. If I'm correct, I'm not alone anymore." She said smiling and extending a delicate hand towards him. He eyed it warily, but took it anyway.

Their trek downstairs came out productive as he found both his jacket and cap. Once inside the cab, he started the engine and drove out of the parking lot. "Where are we going now?" he asked as she rested her left hand on his thigh.

"I want to see him... with you by my side." He tried to glare at her, but when he tuned to look at her she was smiling...a real smile this time, and she took his breath away.

"What's his name?"

"Naraku."

"Sounds wicked."

"Oh, he is. I don't know what I saw in him...maybe he was just the opposite to him."

"Him." He stated more than asked.

"A boy I was once in love with, several years ago." She paused, and then looked at him. Should she ask? Well, I have nothing to lose "Maybe you know him...you both look so much alike now that I came to realize." A raised eyebrow indicated his curiosity. "His name was - is Inuyasha."

A low growl accompanied his narrowing of eyes before he spoke. "You met the mongrel."

"Do you know him? Have you seen him? How is he?" now both her hands were on his thigh, and she felt eager to hear about her past love.

"He was my half-brother." His grip on the steer wheel softened a bit, "He and his wife died five years ago."

Kagome choked at the sudden notice...she had hoped to see him again when he said they were related... So he married after all... she thought gloomily but, strangely enough, the tears she expected didn't show up, just a light wave of sadness. He was her friend after all. "How?"

"A plane crash."

"Who...who did he marry?"

"A girl named Kikyo."

Again, Kagome choked on his words. "Ki-Kikyo? He married her?! But...they could hardly stand each other!" Confusion made itself clear on her face, but out of nowhere she giggled a bit as she recalled Inuyasha's constant denial to commitment and Kikyo.

Before he had a chance to ask at her sudden humor, she replied. "I hope he was happy."

Sesshoumaru pondered a few seconds before answering her unasked question. "Yes, he was. How did you both met?"

"We met at high school, during senior year." So she is twenty-four. he reflected. "How old are you anyway, were you his older brother?" came Kagome's questions... She enjoyed him plus fucked him (and liked it) so she was in all her right to want to get to know him.

"28."

He's younger than Naraku by three years...Uhm...I like him more now. "I take it you already know my age."

"Perhaps." Sesshoumaru glanced through his window "How far are we from this...site you want to visit?"

"Ah!" He startled her with the sudden change of subject. A quick peek to her window and she saw it. "There! The one with the blue neon letters."

*/*/*/*/*/*

They went inside the restaurant, Sesshoumaru first and Kagome following behind. She stood on her toes and searched the place. She found her...boyfriend...at one corner of the establishment, embracing and kissing a scandalously dressed woman. Her hand darted to the front and pulled Sesshoumaru by the shoulder so she could whisper something to his ear. He nodded and looked at the direction she told him...and his eyes nearly bulged. Nearly.

No one knows if destiny is big; the fates, too malicious; or the city really small.

"It's her," he whispered as his fist clenched at his sides. Kagome heard him and stared in shock at the couple.

No way!My boyfriend cheats on me with my new lover's wife?! she thought, way too stunned to do what she planned on doing; which was to walk over to Naraku and dump him. After several minutes of astonishment, her brain clicked again. She wrapped her arms around Sesshoumaru's waist, managing to make him look at her. Then she smiled and reached up to his lips, sealing them both in a slow, passionate, understanding kiss.

...

Since that night, Naraku and Abi plan to cheat on their respective couples... And the raven-haired beauty stops Sesshoumaru's taxi at the same place, every night at ten o'clock.

Woops....tag error...er...now it's corrected.

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Mua!

-Kanz