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"Unbutton your pants." Sesshomaru heard from around the corner. Sesshomaru looked up from fingering the chain that was attached to the collar that hung around his neck. He had agreed to give her dominance but he thought this was taking it a bit far.
The black leather pants she'd forced him into felt hot against his skin. And the collar rested against his adams apple, the unfamiliar weight irritating him. He ignored all that, following the simple demand as he slipped one hand down his body, a gentle caress of his fingertips, before he deftly unbuttoned his jeans, leaving them open and showing off the skin that was hidden below them. He rested his hand on his thigh when the task was done glancing up, hoping he could finally catch a glimpse of her, he hadn't seen her since she placed him in the collar, and threw the leather pants at him. She then deftly turned on her heel, telling him to "put them on and stay still while I change." He complied with only minimal mental grumbling. But there she stood before him. He didn't realize how much he had missed her presence until he had her back in his sights. Her scent drifting around him, caressing his senses intoxicating him with her existence.
He took in a slow drag of her scent, making his brain swim in a foggy haze, his eyes raking over her delicious form, presented and accentuated by her choice of attire. He felt his mind go numb with lust, his fingers twitching against his side, all he wanted to do was reach out and grab her, and make sure she knew she was his, again and again.
On her feet were black heels, wrapping elegantly around her feet. The tips of her toes peaking through so he could see the bright red toenail polish that adorned her dainty toes. Her legs were bare, for that he was gratefully; he loved to gaze at her long legs. Her supple rear was encased in black lace, the looked similar to her usual undergarments but they looked more like shorts, very short shorts, which were slightly see through. Wrapped tightly around her torso was black leather like that of which incased his throbbing member. The leather defined her curves, pushing up her breasts pleasingly and Sesshomaru felt his mouth water. Oh how he wanted a taste. His eyes traveled up from her deliciously displayed chest, up the column of her smooth neck, he licked his lips wishing to sink his fangs into this vixen before him. His eyes traveled up her face, dark make up covered her features, giving her a sultrier look, her hair piled up atop her head. She was a vision, an arousing one at that. That's why he couldn't help the next words that rumbled out of his chest. "Come here." He growled, needing to feel her body.
"Ah, ah, ah!" She tsked, her hands on her hips. "I don't think so." She hummed, the sound making pleasure shoot through his body, tingling in all of her nerve-endings. "Remember." She purred, as she stalked toward him, grace like a cat. "I have control today." She circled his form, licking her lips lavishly as she eyed her prey.
Although Sesshomaru was used to having control, tonight he'd sit back and let her have the reins. Tomorrow he would teach her her place.
