Kagome's Worst Day

 

Chapter Two

As Kagome neared the small village, she stopped for the night, setting up camp, she built a fire and soon headed to the nearby hot spring, slowly spreading out her aura scanning for any danger, she found no forms. Still considering she was alone, she put up a small barrier as she dipping her body into the warm water letting a soft mewling moan escaped her full cherry lips.

 

Leaning back against a large boulder, she caressed her aching muscles in her nimble, small hands. Closing her eyes as she sank deeper into the water, wetting her hair, she reached for her bathing supplies, squeezing a small amount of shampoo into her palm, massaging the soap through her hair with her finger tips, dipping her head back she rinsed the soap from her hair. Taking the wash rag in her hands she lathered her skin, rubbing the cloth along her neck, down to her delectable pale breasts, closing her eyes, she let her mind fill and wander with not so pure thoughts.

 

His hands wrapped around her waist as he pressed her back against his lean muscled chest, bowing his head, he nibbled at her earlobe. His warm breath caressing the sensitive skin of her neck and shoulder, he growled low in his throat with his desire. His clawed hands caressed every inch of her skin, pinching and tweaking her erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. His lips tongue and teeth teased nipping, licking and kissing her sensitive neck slowly down to her shoulder. Feeling her legs tremble and a pressure building low in her stomach she opened her hazy blue eyes as her fingers brushed over her pearl, her cheeks flushed as she shook her head not wanting to finish herself, she dunked her head under the water trying to figure out whom she was fantasizing.

 

Frowning she bit her lip as she emerged from the water, wrapping her towel around her. She quickly changed into her grey silk pajamas. The slinky tank top with lace embellishment on the bottom and above her bust, accentuated her cleavage and taut tummy, the silk shorts accentuated her muscular legs. Heading back to her small camp, she dried her hair with a soft sigh, ‘Why did my day have to go so poorly? Why was he holding me? Who was I fantasizing about and why couldn’t I see his face?’ Sighing more heavily as she sat on her sleeping bag, she decided to drop her line of thought before she gave herself a headache. Slipping under the covers, she closed her eyes hoping to have a better day when she awoke.

 

Silently sitting in the tree above her, Sesshoumaru watched her with intent eyes, he had smelt her arousal spike, and he had taken the time to notice her enticing attire and caught himself licking his lips at the sight she had displayed before his very eyes.

Thanking the Kami’s above, he jumped out of the tree he was in, looking down on her sleeping form. He thought, ‘What could one simple taste hurt?’ as if on cue his beast intervened ‘That could cause mate to hate us more.’ Growling internally at his beast, he ignored his beast, leaning in closer to Kagome, taking in a long, deep sniff of her scent, groaning to himself, he leaned in further, tracing his tongue along her neck eliciting a small moan, he was surprised when she mumbled “Mmmm Sesshoumaru.”  Pulling away from her, he sat at the other side of her small camp resigning further investigation of her before taking her for his own.