What she wants, She gets

The joys of the return of his mates feet to her only lasted for a very short time, before the inevitable happened she asked him the most feared question a female can ask a male she’s either dating, married to, or mated to, in his case two out of three, either way it was bad. “Do I look fat?” she asked so innocently. Yet if he didn’t know better he’d swear there were both angel wings upon her back, and devils horns upon her brow.



‘What the hell kind of question was that?’ He asked himself, he knew all too well that no answer would grant him an easy escape, and unlike times of old he certainly couldn’t just kill her or slap the silliness out of her, not that he’d do either, for he truly adored her but, ‘by the gods', he thought, 'he was screwed'. He could hear his father now, ‘‘Most feared Tai of all time, brought down by his own pregnant bitch’ Oh the shame.’



But his little mate went on, “…because I feel fat. I’m as big as a house, and Dr. Sato says I’m only about two thirds the way there.” she was pouting now as he sat safely on their bed far on the on the side of the room from the tiny hormonal bomb named Kagome. Watching as she examined herself and the round belly he was obsessed with in the mirror he now cursed.



Now Kagome knew her mate, silence did not mean he was not listening, but it did mean he was thinking, too often she had been greeted by silence from asking a question, not that she usually minded. She didn’t know what was so hard to answer about it, it was in fact a close ended question, ‘did she look fat? Yes or no?’ but he was thinking, and thinking meant that he obviously didn’t think she looked thin. So naturally the pregnant brained miko went under the assumption that her mate did in fact think she looked fat.



“You do.” she sniffled, the water works already warring to be released. “You THINK I look FAT!” she screeched, hurting his delicate ears, already he was up trying to deny that one, for he honestly didn’t think she looked either fat or skinny, but healthy, and heavy with his pup. He was proud of that, but how was he supposed to understated the pregnant addled miko brain of his beautiful mate, ‘it wasn’t fair, that’s all there was to this'.



Sputtering slightly, the tai of the West did the only thing he’d ever learned could shut up wife and mate up with a quickness, he crossed the room in three swift strides, and kissed her soundly, and lovingly, until she was gasping for air. Suddenly the room was filled with the heady intoxicating scent of her arousal which as of late was lax due to the weight she soreness on her small back.



Taking excellent care to insure her safety, the tai nearly pounced his question asking mate, slowly and with favor he caressed her body with his clawed hands, rubbing and loving all over her and the belly, growling in pleasure and feeling as a flutter answered his mew. His bitch was already hot and heavy for him and he could not lie he himself was very ready to take her.



Since she’d become pregnant their sex life had gone into overdrive, he for one did not mind at all, but with the weight of the pup growing heavier all the time, it had become harder for her to take the stress of their love making. On the other hand, it did not mean at all that she was not horny, or himself for that matter, it had in fact become a game, one that he often won at, and as it turned out it would surely help him once again today.



Quickly she was devoid of her clothing, while he was only topless, for what he had in mind which really it was only an elaborate way to get out of answering the kami forsaking question, he wouldn’t need to take anything else off. Kissing down her body, scenting as she soaked the air in her wanton desire, Sesshomaru pleasured his mate.



Her cries could be heard through out the home, had there been anyone else there other then himself to hear, surely they would have, and when they finally died out, his tiny mate was both sated and passed out from exhaustion. He chuckled as he pulled her nude form beneath the sheets of their bed, for a nap, and pulled his shirt on once more.



Looking at her pleased and sleepy face he couldn’t help but adore her so, even if he did have to use such underhanded methods to get out of a fight. She didn’t need the stress, and honestly he knew no matter what answer he gave she would have fought him over it. He sighed to himself as he kissed her brow and left the room whistling.



Thinking to himself, ‘he wished all his fights with his mate could end before they started with a romp of sorts in the bed. Perhaps when she was no longer pupped he’d tell her she did look fat just to see what she’d do, or what he could do to her in bed to get out of it‘, he chuckled darkly at the thought, as he went to get dinner started for his family.