It Happened One Night

 

Prompt 4: Panties

Sesshomaru lifted the dazed miko to her feet, giving her a lustful look over.

Faster than her eyes could see, his claws ripped her clothes, nearly swallowing his tongue at the sight of her.

Her lush, full breasts were bound by see through lace; his gaze teased her taut nipples, only to trail down her toned stomach to her woman hood hidden by a scrap of fabric.

Sesshomaru fought back the urge to take, to plunder. He wanted to savor her, relish the taste of her on his tongue and the scent of their arousal mingling together.

She was his, had been from the moment she dared to defy him in his Sire’s tomb. He would never let her go.

He brought her against him in one hard jerk that left her breathless, and then his mouth was on hers. The kiss was desperate, ravenous, tongues tangled, teeth and fangs nipped.  The little feral purrs escaping her throat made his eyes bleed red. 

Kagome freed him of his obi, and then shot her hands under his juban. Flesh and muscle, she needed to feel it. With a hum of pleasure, she kneaded and scraped and stroked until that flesh seemed to burn under her fingers, much to Sesshomaru’s groaning delight.

 

He fumbled with the odd bindings that covered her breasts before simply tugging the straps down her shoulders and replaced it with his teeth. The craving for the taste of flesh, her flesh, overwhelmed him. He toed off his boots, and she roughly yanked him free of his juban.

She giggled when he slammed them back into the tree. The sound becoming a moan when he cut her out of her bra. His reddened eyes drifted down to her now unbound breasts, he lowered his head and began to devour her flesh. His tongue slid over her breast, teasing and tasting, until her knees were weak and colors flashed behind her eyes.

The wanting was huge, keen, and primitive.

And for now, for both of them, that was all that mattered.