Sound of Your Voice - Kagome & Kurama - Inuyasha/Yuyu Hakusho - Phone
Title: Sound of Your Voice
Author: Aoshis_toy
Pairing: Kurama/Kagome
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from Yuyu Hakusho or the characters. I do not own or profit from Inuyasha or the characters.
Summary: Time for the phone call
Prompt: #35 Phone
A/N: This is the second chapter of a multi-chaptered fic....
Kurama glanced out the window his mind elsewhere while the couple fought over the menu. He’d order his usual this morning. His thoughts not on his appetite. A single named kept repeating itself in his mind. He wished there was someway to find the girl. It was a free messenger system so he couldn’t find her that way. She could be anyone and all he had were some facts and a name, nothing concrete. He was loath to tell the others that he was having an internet romance. Yusuke would flip at the idea, believing he’d lost all his common sense. He couldn’t explain to them that something about the girl drew him. It was her way of speaking, the open mind that she reflected in her part of the conversation. He hoped that she’d be someone he could one day be his true self around.
Kagome stared at the handset in disbelief. Not at what she’d just done but the names that had been spoken over the line. Kurama? Yusuke? There was no way it could be a coincident. That one night, he said he had friends over. Keiko had called saying that as soon as Kurama was ready they’d be going out and had invited her. Shortly after hanging up he’d had to get offline. What was the chances that there was another Kurama and Yusuke duo living together in this city? Had he lied about his name to her? She didn’t believe he was capable of lying. So what was going on? Their talking online had been something that had just happened. Was it possible of all the people for her to start chatting with was her roommate’s boyfriend’s roommate?
The very same Kurama that Keiko had been throwing in her face to meet? What were the odds? Her body was still shaking from her orgasm as she placed the phone back on the charger. Disbelief crossed her pale features. It wasn’t any surprise when her messenger popped up minutes later him trying to send her a message. He was asking if she were there. Unsure of what to do she sat down at the chair. She had one question she wanted answer. Taking a deep breath she typed, ‘Yes, I thought your name was Shuichi.’
‘It is, it is the name my mother gave me and what I go by usually. Kurama is a name my close friends call me. I didn’t lie about my name. I apologize for what happened. Yusuke isn’t one bred up with manners. Are you angry?’
‘No,’ Hell no but she was close to falling out the chair. It was true! Her Shiuchi was none other than the one Keiko talked about. She felt like slamming her head into the desk. What was she going to do? Telling him who she was didn’t seem fit at the moment. She needed time to digest what she’d just learned. To let it all sink in. The man she’d been wanting to meet was closer than she’d originally believed. It also made him more real now. ‘I’m fine, embarrassed but will get over it. Don’t worry about it. We’ll talk again tomorrow, okay.’
Having him agree, she shut her computer down for the night. Something echoed in her mind, pictures. Just last week Keiko had come in carrying a stack saying they were of her friends. He’d be in there. Curiosity got the better of her wanting to see exactly whom she’d been talking to for so long.
Going for the girl’s night stand she switched on the lamp. The top drawer was unlocked thankfully. Pulling it out she saw the envelope sitting on top. For some stupid reason she was nervous as she picked it up and carried it over to her bed. Switching on her own lamp, she pulled the stack of photos out. The first few were of Keiko and Yusuke in different positions. She was looking for someone with long red hair and green eyes. The next was of a woman with long brown hair smoking. Then a rather grisly looking man with short red hair. Okay, that couldn’t be him. Flicking through a few more she got to it. A tall man was standing next to Yusuke. Her heart stopped seeing the green eyes staring at the camera. The bright red hair flowed halfway down his back, this had to be him.
Putting that picture aside, she went for more. The next took her breath away, he was standing next to a really short guy, neither man had a shirt on. This was the man she’d been talking to? He was beautiful, more so than herself. Would he really want her? Running her finger over the surface, she tried to memorize every line. Hopefully the girl wouldn’t notice the pictures missing. Going through the rest she found another one, a nice close-up of his face. Emerald green eyes that made one want to get lost stared back at her.
Keeping the three photographs, she placed the rest back. She’d explain to Keiko later but for now she wanted them. It was hard to imagine that the sexy man in the pictures was the one just talking dirty to her. Blushing she laid back in bed, gazing at all three.
All he’d told her so far was the truth about his human life, nothing of his former existence. Perhaps one day after they’d spent time together. After their little encounter last night she’d finally agreed to give him her number. The plan was for him to call her tonight. Just as well, Keiko would be staying again. He’d have to lock himself in his room for some alone time. He’d needed it last night in a bad way. Thinking that the girl had done exactly what he’d asked her to left his body in the need of release. Shame it had been interrupted by her getting a phone call. Then Keiko had been banging on his door wanting to go out and fetch a few things. One day soon Yusuke really needed to get his own vehicle.
The waitress came to give him his breakfast. It consisted of ham, bacon and pancakes. Yusuke had ordered enough food for five people. Figures since he had offered to pay for the meal. As long as he didn’t offer to set him up with someone again. Month ago he’d offered to hook him up with Keiko’s roommate but he’d declined, his sight already set on Kagome. The boy didn’t even know the girl’s name but was trying to through her in his face. Instead of worrying about dating he was more anxious to head home after work to speak to her. His work day ended after six, then it was home in time for dinner, shower then some time talking to her.
There wasn’t much of a social life to be had but he didn’t have any regrets, not if she was exactly whom she appeared to be. His mother wished for him to find someone special to be with. He hoped to find the same. Over a thousand years as youkai he’d only been close to one person. After his human mother he wanted to find someone special to hold at night. He envied what Yusuke and Keiko seemed to have. Yusuke had managed to turn the once prudish girl into a nympho.
He wondered what she sounded like. Would she have a soft voice or deep? There was a lot he didn’t know about her. He couldn’t wait to learn it all. Taking a bite of his food he averted his eyes from Yusuke’s roaming hand. Later, he’d talk to the boy about having manners at the table. It was almost funny seeing the two going at each other. They might as well set a wedding date and be done with it. The man had already marked her as his youkai mate. No other would come near her without paying the price. If there was one thing Yusuke was over-protective of, it was Keiko. "Let her eat Yusuke."
"Yeah, you had enough last night. Give it a rest already Yusuke." Keiko nudged him to have a little eating room. Seeing Kurama’s frown she felt sorry that her boyfriend was being so inconsiderate. It was bad enough she stayed with them because she didn’t have a room of her own. The man knew what they did at night and he was alone. No need to shove their relationship in his face. Kurama looked so lonely she wished he’d be open to suggestions at being hooked up. Yusuke had said he’d offered to introduce her to Kagome but the man wouldn’t hear of it. She hadn’t introduced her roommate to any of them yet but she knew that they’d like her. The only reason she could think of the man refusing any set up is because he already had someone in mind.
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The traffic was bumper to bumper making him swear. It was already after seven and he hadn’t made it home yet. His stepfather had asked him to stay late and finish up some paperwork. He’d done what was asked but he was going to miss her call at this rate. If he made it home in time, the most he could do was shower before talking to her. Keiko was still at the house, offering to make dinner tonight. A month had passed and he’d always been home to receive her call.
Now if he could remind Keiko that she had a place to live. She’d only gone home three nights in the last month. He’d asked Yusuke if the girl was planning on moving in with them. The idea didn’t really bug him, it just cut down on some of the things he enjoyed. Like being able to walk around in just his boxers. Also, they were trying to set him up again. This time with some girl in Keiko’s physics class. When would they learn that he didn’t need their help in finding someone? Keiko had come out and asked him if he liked someone already. All he’d done was smile, not wanting to indulge any information to the pair.
Thirty minutes later had him pulling up at the apartment complex. Getting out he ran up to the door. It was unlocked saving him the time. Keiko and Yusuke were sitting on the couch making out. A giggle was his only greeting, as he told them he was jumping in the shower. The washing only took a matter of five minutes as he rushed to get out before missing the phone.
As he wrapped a towel around his middle, the piercing cry of the cordless was heard. Walking across the room, he snatched it up. "Hello." The voice poured over the line making him smile. She had such a gentle soothing voice, it left him feeling complete. He asked her to hold on for a few while he grabbed some boxers and did something with his hair. Once done, he settled down on the bed. "Sorry, just got out of the shower."
"Tease!" her laughter ran in his ears. Such a sweet voice, made him want to meet her all the more. Turning off all his lights he climbed into the bed. Preparing for an evening on the phone. An hour passed before he heard the usual moaning coming from next door. Smiling he decided to play around.
"So what are you wearing?" The question came out of nowhere, seeing if he could get her to answer. A deep sigh was heard, no doubt debating on whether to answer or not. When she responded to wearing nothing but panties and a regular t-shirt, he felt himself harden. "Take them off for me."
"Now, run a hand along your thigh. Try to imagine it’s mine, caressing you lightly. Taking my time to tease you. Do you want me to touch you?" His only answer was an audible yes. Hearing the soft moan as she complied. He slipped the black boxers past his own thighs, the hard length springing free. The pad of his thumb ran along the tip, pre-cum dribbled out of the slit. "Slide a finger between your lips. Are you wet?"
"Yes!" He groaned when she answered. Gods, he wanted to see for himself just how wet she was. A hand gripped his aching cock, yanking at the base. The harsh pant reaching his clouded mind, was music to his ears. There was no mistaking the lust in her voice. He tried to imagine her laying across the bed with legs spread wide, a finger pushing deep within the wet folds.
"Play with your clit for me. Rub a finger across it, like it was my tongue. I wish I could taste you." His voice cracked as he began to pump his cock. Each stroke was timed with her breathing. It was now coming in quick little pants. The girl had no idea how bad he wanted to be with her. "I want you to put a finger inside."
Her moans crossed the phone, sending his imagination in over-time. His hand tightened around himself, pretending it was her. His balls tightened as her voice became louder. Brushing across his thick head, he rubbed the moisture across the underside, massaging the vein. He didn’t realize he was moaning until he felt his release threatening to consume him. "Cum for me Kagome."
The soft pants caressed his soul as she spoke his name. It sent him over the edge as she moaned in his ear. Giving one last harsh cry, he felt his seed pool out. The hot fluid eased all over his hand, his body shaking from the release. The sound of his heartbeat rang in his voice to sing with her gasps.
"Damn, who the fuck are you talking to Kurama?!" Yusuke voice penetrated his brain and he swore loudly.
"Get the hell off the phone Yusuke!" He swore hearing the click as Kagome hung up. No doubt feeling embarrassed at the spectacle. He was going to kill his friend. Now he had to apologize for his roommates crude behavior. His anger flared and he tossed the phone across the room. It slammed into the far wall with an audible slam.
Author: Aoshis_toy
Pairing: Kurama/Kagome
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from Yuyu Hakusho or the characters. I do not own or profit from Inuyasha or the characters.
Summary: Time for the phone call
Prompt: #35 Phone
A/N: This is the second chapter of a multi-chaptered fic....
Kurama glanced out the window his mind elsewhere while the couple fought over the menu. He’d order his usual this morning. His thoughts not on his appetite. A single named kept repeating itself in his mind. He wished there was someway to find the girl. It was a free messenger system so he couldn’t find her that way. She could be anyone and all he had were some facts and a name, nothing concrete. He was loath to tell the others that he was having an internet romance. Yusuke would flip at the idea, believing he’d lost all his common sense. He couldn’t explain to them that something about the girl drew him. It was her way of speaking, the open mind that she reflected in her part of the conversation. He hoped that she’d be someone he could one day be his true self around.
Kagome stared at the handset in disbelief. Not at what she’d just done but the names that had been spoken over the line. Kurama? Yusuke? There was no way it could be a coincident. That one night, he said he had friends over. Keiko had called saying that as soon as Kurama was ready they’d be going out and had invited her. Shortly after hanging up he’d had to get offline. What was the chances that there was another Kurama and Yusuke duo living together in this city? Had he lied about his name to her? She didn’t believe he was capable of lying. So what was going on? Their talking online had been something that had just happened. Was it possible of all the people for her to start chatting with was her roommate’s boyfriend’s roommate?
The very same Kurama that Keiko had been throwing in her face to meet? What were the odds? Her body was still shaking from her orgasm as she placed the phone back on the charger. Disbelief crossed her pale features. It wasn’t any surprise when her messenger popped up minutes later him trying to send her a message. He was asking if she were there. Unsure of what to do she sat down at the chair. She had one question she wanted answer. Taking a deep breath she typed, ‘Yes, I thought your name was Shuichi.’
‘It is, it is the name my mother gave me and what I go by usually. Kurama is a name my close friends call me. I didn’t lie about my name. I apologize for what happened. Yusuke isn’t one bred up with manners. Are you angry?’
‘No,’ Hell no but she was close to falling out the chair. It was true! Her Shiuchi was none other than the one Keiko talked about. She felt like slamming her head into the desk. What was she going to do? Telling him who she was didn’t seem fit at the moment. She needed time to digest what she’d just learned. To let it all sink in. The man she’d been wanting to meet was closer than she’d originally believed. It also made him more real now. ‘I’m fine, embarrassed but will get over it. Don’t worry about it. We’ll talk again tomorrow, okay.’
Having him agree, she shut her computer down for the night. Something echoed in her mind, pictures. Just last week Keiko had come in carrying a stack saying they were of her friends. He’d be in there. Curiosity got the better of her wanting to see exactly whom she’d been talking to for so long.
Going for the girl’s night stand she switched on the lamp. The top drawer was unlocked thankfully. Pulling it out she saw the envelope sitting on top. For some stupid reason she was nervous as she picked it up and carried it over to her bed. Switching on her own lamp, she pulled the stack of photos out. The first few were of Keiko and Yusuke in different positions. She was looking for someone with long red hair and green eyes. The next was of a woman with long brown hair smoking. Then a rather grisly looking man with short red hair. Okay, that couldn’t be him. Flicking through a few more she got to it. A tall man was standing next to Yusuke. Her heart stopped seeing the green eyes staring at the camera. The bright red hair flowed halfway down his back, this had to be him.
Putting that picture aside, she went for more. The next took her breath away, he was standing next to a really short guy, neither man had a shirt on. This was the man she’d been talking to? He was beautiful, more so than herself. Would he really want her? Running her finger over the surface, she tried to memorize every line. Hopefully the girl wouldn’t notice the pictures missing. Going through the rest she found another one, a nice close-up of his face. Emerald green eyes that made one want to get lost stared back at her.
Keeping the three photographs, she placed the rest back. She’d explain to Keiko later but for now she wanted them. It was hard to imagine that the sexy man in the pictures was the one just talking dirty to her. Blushing she laid back in bed, gazing at all three.
All he’d told her so far was the truth about his human life, nothing of his former existence. Perhaps one day after they’d spent time together. After their little encounter last night she’d finally agreed to give him her number. The plan was for him to call her tonight. Just as well, Keiko would be staying again. He’d have to lock himself in his room for some alone time. He’d needed it last night in a bad way. Thinking that the girl had done exactly what he’d asked her to left his body in the need of release. Shame it had been interrupted by her getting a phone call. Then Keiko had been banging on his door wanting to go out and fetch a few things. One day soon Yusuke really needed to get his own vehicle.
The waitress came to give him his breakfast. It consisted of ham, bacon and pancakes. Yusuke had ordered enough food for five people. Figures since he had offered to pay for the meal. As long as he didn’t offer to set him up with someone again. Month ago he’d offered to hook him up with Keiko’s roommate but he’d declined, his sight already set on Kagome. The boy didn’t even know the girl’s name but was trying to through her in his face. Instead of worrying about dating he was more anxious to head home after work to speak to her. His work day ended after six, then it was home in time for dinner, shower then some time talking to her.
There wasn’t much of a social life to be had but he didn’t have any regrets, not if she was exactly whom she appeared to be. His mother wished for him to find someone special to be with. He hoped to find the same. Over a thousand years as youkai he’d only been close to one person. After his human mother he wanted to find someone special to hold at night. He envied what Yusuke and Keiko seemed to have. Yusuke had managed to turn the once prudish girl into a nympho.
He wondered what she sounded like. Would she have a soft voice or deep? There was a lot he didn’t know about her. He couldn’t wait to learn it all. Taking a bite of his food he averted his eyes from Yusuke’s roaming hand. Later, he’d talk to the boy about having manners at the table. It was almost funny seeing the two going at each other. They might as well set a wedding date and be done with it. The man had already marked her as his youkai mate. No other would come near her without paying the price. If there was one thing Yusuke was over-protective of, it was Keiko. "Let her eat Yusuke."
"Yeah, you had enough last night. Give it a rest already Yusuke." Keiko nudged him to have a little eating room. Seeing Kurama’s frown she felt sorry that her boyfriend was being so inconsiderate. It was bad enough she stayed with them because she didn’t have a room of her own. The man knew what they did at night and he was alone. No need to shove their relationship in his face. Kurama looked so lonely she wished he’d be open to suggestions at being hooked up. Yusuke had said he’d offered to introduce her to Kagome but the man wouldn’t hear of it. She hadn’t introduced her roommate to any of them yet but she knew that they’d like her. The only reason she could think of the man refusing any set up is because he already had someone in mind.
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The traffic was bumper to bumper making him swear. It was already after seven and he hadn’t made it home yet. His stepfather had asked him to stay late and finish up some paperwork. He’d done what was asked but he was going to miss her call at this rate. If he made it home in time, the most he could do was shower before talking to her. Keiko was still at the house, offering to make dinner tonight. A month had passed and he’d always been home to receive her call.
Now if he could remind Keiko that she had a place to live. She’d only gone home three nights in the last month. He’d asked Yusuke if the girl was planning on moving in with them. The idea didn’t really bug him, it just cut down on some of the things he enjoyed. Like being able to walk around in just his boxers. Also, they were trying to set him up again. This time with some girl in Keiko’s physics class. When would they learn that he didn’t need their help in finding someone? Keiko had come out and asked him if he liked someone already. All he’d done was smile, not wanting to indulge any information to the pair.
Thirty minutes later had him pulling up at the apartment complex. Getting out he ran up to the door. It was unlocked saving him the time. Keiko and Yusuke were sitting on the couch making out. A giggle was his only greeting, as he told them he was jumping in the shower. The washing only took a matter of five minutes as he rushed to get out before missing the phone.
As he wrapped a towel around his middle, the piercing cry of the cordless was heard. Walking across the room, he snatched it up. "Hello." The voice poured over the line making him smile. She had such a gentle soothing voice, it left him feeling complete. He asked her to hold on for a few while he grabbed some boxers and did something with his hair. Once done, he settled down on the bed. "Sorry, just got out of the shower."
"Tease!" her laughter ran in his ears. Such a sweet voice, made him want to meet her all the more. Turning off all his lights he climbed into the bed. Preparing for an evening on the phone. An hour passed before he heard the usual moaning coming from next door. Smiling he decided to play around.
"So what are you wearing?" The question came out of nowhere, seeing if he could get her to answer. A deep sigh was heard, no doubt debating on whether to answer or not. When she responded to wearing nothing but panties and a regular t-shirt, he felt himself harden. "Take them off for me."
"Now, run a hand along your thigh. Try to imagine it’s mine, caressing you lightly. Taking my time to tease you. Do you want me to touch you?" His only answer was an audible yes. Hearing the soft moan as she complied. He slipped the black boxers past his own thighs, the hard length springing free. The pad of his thumb ran along the tip, pre-cum dribbled out of the slit. "Slide a finger between your lips. Are you wet?"
"Yes!" He groaned when she answered. Gods, he wanted to see for himself just how wet she was. A hand gripped his aching cock, yanking at the base. The harsh pant reaching his clouded mind, was music to his ears. There was no mistaking the lust in her voice. He tried to imagine her laying across the bed with legs spread wide, a finger pushing deep within the wet folds.
"Play with your clit for me. Rub a finger across it, like it was my tongue. I wish I could taste you." His voice cracked as he began to pump his cock. Each stroke was timed with her breathing. It was now coming in quick little pants. The girl had no idea how bad he wanted to be with her. "I want you to put a finger inside."
Her moans crossed the phone, sending his imagination in over-time. His hand tightened around himself, pretending it was her. His balls tightened as her voice became louder. Brushing across his thick head, he rubbed the moisture across the underside, massaging the vein. He didn’t realize he was moaning until he felt his release threatening to consume him. "Cum for me Kagome."
The soft pants caressed his soul as she spoke his name. It sent him over the edge as she moaned in his ear. Giving one last harsh cry, he felt his seed pool out. The hot fluid eased all over his hand, his body shaking from the release. The sound of his heartbeat rang in his voice to sing with her gasps.
"Damn, who the fuck are you talking to Kurama?!" Yusuke voice penetrated his brain and he swore loudly.
"Get the hell off the phone Yusuke!" He swore hearing the click as Kagome hung up. No doubt feeling embarrassed at the spectacle. He was going to kill his friend. Now he had to apologize for his roommates crude behavior. His anger flared and he tossed the phone across the room. It slammed into the far wall with an audible slam.