Pornstar Dancing by Bird That Flies At Dawn
Thanks, Kevin! Because of You I Need to Find a Stripper!!!!
AN: Hey! I know I haven’t posted on this site in forever. :/ I’ve been here since I was fourteen, and I think in the past two years I’ve grown almost kinda maybe, so here I am again. :P Anyway, this story is based on the My Darkest Days song Pornstar Dancing. And I’m sixteen, so sorry but no lemons. I ain’t allowed to be that naughty yet. :P
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or the song Pornstar Dancing.
Kelly won't kiss my friend Cassandra
Jessica won't play ball
Mandy won't share her friend Miranda
Doesn't anybody live at all?
Sesshomaru grit his teeth, not allowing any other sign of anger to cross his face. “And this isn’t done because?”
“I um just didn’t finish it…” Kevin, Sesshomaru’s inexperienced and highly unreliable American assistant muttered.
“Well finish it now,” Sesshomaru ordered sternly, an almost unnoticeable growl entering his voice as he pronounced the last syllable. “And I expect it done right. Go, now!”
Kevin immediately straightened, leaving the room so quickly that he almost broke the glass door by impacting it with his face. Yeah, Kevin wasn’t the best choice in assistants, but Sesshomaru felt obligated to hire him. Kevin was the son of his deceased father’s closest friend, and Sesshomaru knew his father would be furious if he fired Kevin and left the family in a state of financial turmoil. So the dog demon was stuck with the annoying man, no boy. Kevin had just turned twenty the month before, and he was not yet a man by any mental standard. He had a lot of growing left to do.
Sesshomaru was stressed enough without the annoying and incompetent boy failing to get anything done. Sesshomaru owned one of the most successful corporations in all of Japan, not to mention the company was planning on releasing new technology and resources. Sesshomaru would not stand any delays like the one Kevin had made. No, he wanted to do this right.
Unfortunately for the demon, work wasn’t his only stress. Recently the inuyoukai had been…sexually frustrated. His gorgeous and rich girlfriend had dumped him for a young actor by the name of Hako. Sesshomaru had, of course, been infuriated. But now with all the stress from work, he really just wanted some de-stressing sex. That was literally all he wanted, but he was afraid of sacrificing his pride by stooping as low as he planned on doing. It was a battle he was still working his way through. If only his girlfriend had stuck around a little bit longer…
It was at that moment that Kevin came scrambling back into the room. “Um….Sesshomaru-san…what exactly am I supposed to be doing?”
At this point, Sesshomaru was seeing red. He glared at the young boy with unrestrained rage. To make sure the boy lived, Sesshomaru spun on his heel, snatched his cell from his desk, and pushed past his assistant. “Figure it out.”
Kevin sputtered incoherently as Sesshomaru turned the corner and flew down the stairs, exiting the building before Kevin had even formed a sentence.
The youkai looked around, stepping to the curb and hailing a taxi. He instructed the driver to go to the house of one of his ex-girlfriends. This girl was well endowed, talkative, dumb as could be, and probably riddled with STDs. Luckily, Sesshomaru was a powerful enough demon that he was able to fight off the infections before they affected him. The weak cat demon he planned on sleeping with though…he was sure she had everything from chlamydia to HPV. She was, in the most polite terms Sesshomaru could think of, a complete and utter whore.
To Sesshomaru’s surprise, not only was Sakura, the disease-ridden whore at the house, but many of her disease-ridden and equally sexually active friends. Sakura opened the door daintily, her low V-neck allowing her breasts to be almost completely bared to public view. She smacked her gum and tilted her head, her long chocolate hair flowing down her shoulder and tickling the naked skin of her breast. Sesshomaru looked up from her chest to her red eyes, a shameful yet undeniable lust filling him.
Sakura opened the door wider then, coaxing him forward with her finger. One of her friends curiously approached them, staring with wide blue eyes at the dog demon as he entered the room.
Sakura pointed to the girl. “This is Neko.” Sesshomaru, despite his well-known control, had the urge to laugh at the poor creature. A cat demon named Neko? How original. Despite her name, the girl was stunning. Tall and thin, her hair the same ocean blue as her eyes. She seemed timid, not as promiscuous as Sakura, and Sesshomaru was heavily attracted to that.
Sesshomaru stepped closer to the girls, growling lowly. Sakura chuckled lightly, placing her hand on his cheek teasingly. Neko remained silent, studying him carefully.
“No, no, Sesshomaru,” Sakura whispered. “You know better than that. If you want me, you’ll have to come to my work first.”
Sesshomaru growled again, this time in frustration and irritation. He despised lowering himself to such standards, but she worked at a high end strip club, so he was beginning to convince himself to go. Ever since they had broken up, Sakura had been completely willing to engage in any and all types of sexual activity with him, some he would have never even imagined on his own, but only if he went to the club with her and left after her performance.
Sesshomaru glanced at Neko briefly. “Will she be there?”
Jealousy flickered in Sakura’s eyes, but she nodded, her eyes now narrowed and her lips pursed. “Yeah, we have two other new girls too.” Sakura winked then, giggling in a way that Sesshomaru found obscene. “I’m sure they’d like to meet you.”
Throughout this conversation, Neko had not spoken. Her cat tail flicked behind her, her ears facing their direction. Sesshomaru had been too distracted before to realize she was a hanyou, something he now thought was completely inexcusable for a demon such as himself. He would not allow such ignorance in the future.
Sakura smiled deviously and then leaned over to Neko, kissing her on the lips gently, allowing the smallest of contact between their skin. She pulled away then, smirking at Sesshomaru. “You’ll get more when you come to us. When you see us work.”
Sesshomaru stared blankly, not moving for a moment, but he then turned and exited the house, the sound of partying blaring loudly behind him. Sesshomaru had not made it far when he heard the door of the house open. Sesshomaru looked back at the run down building to see Sakura jogging up to him. Sesshomaru waited until she reached him, actually curious of why she had followed him.
“I couldn’t say this in front of the others,” Sakura panted, out of breath from her short run. “One of the new girls is high in price, but damn she would be good for you!” Sakura rarely recommended anyone else because of her jealousy, which meant that she had found another man to screw with. Sakura leaned in closer then. “She’s a priestess.”
Now that, that caught Sesshomaru’s attention.