The Joys of Public Transportation by MomoDesu

The Joys of Public Transportation

EDIT: Fixed the title, haha!

Another Friday at work done, another paycheck in her hand, Kagome boarded the crowded train. She really hated taking the train because of all of the people but owning a car was totally unthinkable the way things stood now in her life. A student at Tokyo University with a job wasn't entirely unheard of, but it was rather taxing at times and she had to give up some of the luxuries that she had when she lived with her mother when she made the choice to live in a small apartment near campus. Unfortunately having the privilege of having her mother's car at her disposal was one of those things.

She packed herself into the train full of people, feeling like a mashed sardine. As more people packed in, she was smashed into a rather tall businessman. She looked up at him apologetically, her knees nearly going weak at his handsome features, before turning her back to him. The doors finally closed and the small buzzer sounded, announcing their departure. She wasn't prepared for the jolt of the train and fell backwards into him with the motion. Again, she looked up at him in apology and he nodded down at her. She tried to move, yet there was a solid arm wrapped around her waist. The man leaned down slightly. "So you won't fall again."

Even though she was a little frightened at the idea of this strange man holding her to him as a lover would, the little teenage school girl in her squealed at the idea of such a handsome man holding her.

Calming slightly she leaned back into his embrace and partially relaxed.

Until she felt a large hand working it's way under her mildly short skirt.

When she gasped he leaned down again. "Shhh."

Kagome just nodded and leaned into him.

The hand rubbed over her thighs. Though he was a businessman his hands were slightly rough and calloused. His touch was light and tickling, Kagome had to bite her lip to battle the slight moan that nearly passed her lips. Though she couldn't stop the shudder. A warm yet low chuckle vibrated through her back. "I wonder how many men are dying to get in between these thighs."

Just as she was really beginning to enjoy the feeling of his hand on her thighs, massaging and caressing, they moved up to her panties. She leaned back into his chest and put her head in the crook of his neck, sighing when his hands rubbed her though the quickly dampening fabric. "Do you enjoy being felt up by strangers on the train? I can already see it makes you wet."

His fingers moved faster, teasing her through the little fabric barrier. "Do you want me to continue?"

She shook her head.

"So be it." Driven by her panting breath on his neck he slipped his fingers inside her panties, running his fingers ever so lightly over the folds that hid what he really wanted to be playing with. "Don't you wish it was my tongue instead of my fingers?"

Kagome bit her lip as he teased her. She wanted to cry out, but didn't want to gather the attention of the other passengers. She didn't want them to see her enjoying the touch of the businessman behind her.

He smiled at her flushed features and how quickly she was aroused by his touch. Slipping his fingers further, he toyed with her clit, rolling it back and forth under his fingers and enjoying the feeling of her warm panting breaths on his neck. "Such a dirty girl, enjoying the feel of a stranger's hand in your panties. Has anyone ever touched you here before?"

"No," she panted.

"Do you touch yourself at night, imagining it's some stranger making you feel like that?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

He chuckled again and moved his teasing fingers lower, slowly dipping one inside of her, delighting at the way her muscles quivered around him. He pushed a single digit in deeply, still working her clit with the heel of his large hand.

"Do you like that," he whispered.

"More," she panted. All thoughts were lost as she felt his finger move inside of her; the passengers, the train, the world. He was slowly bringing her to a release that she could have never dreamed of reaching with her own hand or even her vibrator.

"Patience." He pulled his finger out of her, taking amusement from her moan at the loss, before pushing a second finger into her. Her muscles tightened around the appendages, making him wish it was his cock instead of his fingers pumping slowly into the tiny girl.

"Fuck," she groaned into his neck.

"I can tell you are close. Come for me, all over my hand."

A few more pumps and her muscles twitched around him and she latched her teeth into his neck to muffle the scream that she was dying to let out. She soon calmed and released his neck as he pulled his fingers out of her and removed his hand from her panties. It couldn't have been soon enough. The stop soon approached and people filed out of the train car like ants. Kagome and the businessman filed out as well and stopped not too far away from the platform. She turned up to him to see him calmly licking his fingers clean.

"Shall we meet again?"

"Possibly." She smiled at him and turned away, walking out of the station with an extra bounce in her step like nothing had ever happened.

About five minutes later Kagome walked into her apartment and set her bag down on the table by the door. She went into the kitchen to prepare a small dinner. About halfway through cutting the veggies for her stir fry she heard the lock on the door click open and a loud banging of a bag being dropped and keys being put onto the table. Poking her head around the corner she smiled up at her husband.

"So how was your day, dear?"

Sesshoumaru laughed a bit and walked up to her, picking her up and kissing her deeply. "I had a bit of an adventure on the train. How was your day?"

"Very nice, actually," she replied, licking the bite mark that stood out on his neck. "How about we go to the bedroom and finish what you started earlier?"

"With pleasure."

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A/N: Just a piece of junk that I wrote in an attempt to break myself of the monotony of writing No More Secrets. I love the story, don't get me wrong, but this little (no) plot bunny kept kicking my brain until I finally gave in and wrote it.

Not my best work, not my worst, just five minutes of writing fun!

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