This first chapter is gonna be super short.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the bedroom, stirring part of a bulge entangled in the dark blue satin sheets of a king bed. From under the covers, an alabaster arm groggily reached up running a set of perfectly polished claws through silver tresses which gleamed in the pool of the sunrise flooding the room. His nose scrunched as he took a few quick inhales of the scent that had woken him. The automatic brew setting of his coffee maker signaled that it was time to get up. Letting out a groan, he stretched his arms out above his head turning to the bundle next to him. He finally opened his eyes, revealing a deep amber that lusted for the secret that lie beneath his sheets. Raven ringlets weaved teasingly amongst the covers, coaxing his eyes to follow them to the source. A greedy smile tugged at the corner of his lips, when his eyes rested on the sleeping beauty in his bed.
It wasn't until the sun rose enough in the room casting a reflection of light off a picture frame, that he became fully aware. He broke his gaze from the muse in his bed to stare at the object of the picture frame. Raven hair pulled up into a bun graced the woman in the frame. Her violet eyes peered back at him, and her sly smile sent a shiver down his spine. A picture of the one he made his wife. Next to the frame was an alarm clock whose red numbers glared 6:45 AM. A look of panic invaded his face, only for a second, as if he never once lost control of his expressions. His arms reached out to the angelic presence next to him. He gently gathered her in his arms, holding her close to him. She nuzzled her face closer into his skin, trying to bring herself back into reality.
"I don't mean to wake you, but that seems to be the problem…" the words that slipped off his tongue sounded so smooth and comforting.
I didn't mean to wake you… wake you… His words echoed in her mind. Suddenly, she shot up from his arms; from out of the bed. Her crazed frame ran around grabbing for the clothes that were thrown haphazardly around the room. His eyes followed her naked figure. He knew it probably wasn't the time, but his body didn't care too much about good timing. He sat at the edge of the bed, snatching the woman back up into his arms. His lips quickly made their way to her neck suckling at her sleek skin, inciting a small gentle moan from the source.
"Wa..it… Sesshomaru…. Ok. Ok. Stop!" She quickly tore herself from the pleasure trap she almost succumbed to, "We fell asleep Sesshomaru… It's 6:50 AM. Please tell me you understand the problem with this?"
She never stopped to look at him while she lectured. She was throwing the clothes on her body, falling clumsily all over the room as she did. Sesshomaru couldn't help but be amused at her so flustered, "Alright. I understand that now is not the time." He rose from the bed to start searching for his clothes as well. He knew he should be more rushed and concerned as she was, but he wasn't. He's never slept so peacefully before. He's never been so comfortable that waking up he was lost to anything that wasn't her. Now that she was fully dressed and he had made his way into sweats, he grabbed her once again in his arms.
"Sesshomaru… I have to leave…" she whispered into his chest.
"But I don't want you to…" he whispered into her hair. As the final syllable left his lips he embraced her tighter.
Their intimate moment was interrupted by the sound of a door slamming, causing an echo throughout the floor below them and reached upstairs. He could feel her heart skip a beat. "Don't worry…" he whispered into her hair and he stroked the back of her head.
He grabbed her cheeks in between his hands, keeping her attention on him. Her eyes held all sorts of emotions, none that he ever understood. Shame, fear, pain, guilt… and love. That wasn't true he understood that one… love. Starring into the mahogany orbs that differed from the violet ones he made vows to, he understood. For the first time in his life…
