Why did it have to happen? Everything had been so wonderful, so perfect just a breath ago. Why did she have to wake up? She fought against it, struggling to cling to the nice warm fuzzy vagueness of sleep. But whatever was pulling her from the cotton ball coziness of her dreams would not be denied. Kagome shoved against the impending wakefulness with a last stubborn effort, nuzzling her face into the soft warmth of Buyo's fur. His fur tickled her cheek in an almost tender caress causing her to tighten her arms around the cat pulling him closer, mumbling softly against the lazily shifting mass. It twitched and seemed to shiver against her face as her warm breath brushed over it drawing a rumbling purr from close by.
Something warm coiled around her waist and tightened embracing her tenderly causing a confused frown to knit her brow. Her hand absently stroked down the soft fuzziness burying her fingers into the warmth to lightly rub Buyou's side. The responding purr became louder but she couldn't feel it vibrating against her chest like she should. Instead it seemed distant as if coming from some place beside her.
Whimpering softly as a strange sense of wrongness crumbled the last of her will to stay asleep Kagome finally relented and allowed her eyes to open. She blinked once, than again as her brain took in the pure shimmering white fur lying beside her on her pillow, gleaming like snow in the moon light.
As reality began to slowly dawn on the sleep addled miko the first thoughts in her head tumbled out of her mouth. "Not.. Buyo…" Her fingers tensed and twitched where they were buried deep in the soft white fluff, her eyes growing wide in horror. She knew WHAT this thing was. In the last few days she had become VERY familiar with the audacious intruder.
How dare he? Wasn't it bad enough that 'it' was constantly attacking her while she was awake! Now it was slipping it's evil diabolical self into her sleeping bag and cuddling up as close as it pleased. Kadome's cheeks turned a violent shade of red as her mind flashed images of all the things the errant penis could have done to her while she was unconscious.
Not only had the dastardly member slipped into bed with her while she was sleeping, but it had made itself quite at home snuggling tightly around her as if holding her in an intimate embrace. She could feel its radiating warmth pressed intimately between her thighs before it curled around her waist to slip under the front of her night shirt. The soft fur tickled her belly and the sensitive flesh where it nestled between her breasts. She glared at the lazily swaying tip that peeked out of the neckline of her shirt to join her head on her pillow. If 'it' thought it was welcome, 'it' had another thing coming.
"Miko," A deep rumble drew her attention away from the twitching appendage in her grip. "What is a Buyo?"
Slowly she pushed the flicking furry tip out of her face letting out a soft eep of surprise to find his brilliant gold eyes so close to her own. Sometime during the night he must have moved from his customary place against a tree and had lain down beside her. He was lounging causally on his side, his chin resting lazily in his hand as he watched her. Every instinctive warning light built into her was going off flashing at her desperately. He was a predator; he was near and closing in.
"Damn it Sesshoumaru!" she hissed between clenched teeth not daring to raise her voice above a whisper in case she woke her companions. "Get your penis out of my face."
One corner of his mouth turned upwards in the shadow of a smirk as the tip of his 'thing' playfully flicked her on the nose tickling her with its soft fur. "Why should I do that little one?" His voice sound almost like a purr as he leaned in closer with his patented bored expression on his face.
Kagome glared back at him her hand lightly batting at the fuzzy invader and pretended not to notice the low purring growl that rumbled through his chest. "Because it doesn't belong in my bed." She snapped back struggling to keep her voice level. Oh how she wanted to scream at him but she got the sinking feeling that was what he wanted, even if it was in a different way entirely.
"I believe you are mistaken little miko." Instead of the normal liquid smoothness his voice had a rough, almost feral, edge. "It is you who are not where you belong."
"What is that suppose to mean." Kagome huffed once again brushing aside the flicking fuzzy that seemed to delight in assaulting her cheek. "This is MY sleeping bag. If anyone or anything belongs in it, it's me."
His chuckle sent a shiver down her spine. "You will learn your place eventually miko." He reassured her dropping his voice to a low growling whisper as he leaned in closer. "Until then, I will just have to put up with you."
She sputtered in shock at the pure arrogance of the man. "Put up with me?" She swallowed a cry of aggravation. "I'm not the one molesting you every chance I get!"
"Pity." His lips where so close she could almost feel them brush over hers as he spoke. His warm breath fanned over her face. A familiar scent teased her senses, warm and spicy like cinnamon blended with a hint of sweetness. Somewhere in the back of her mind was the tickle of a memory, there was something she should remember about this scent. Something important, but it was too difficult to think with his firm lips so close to her own.
Her gaze darted down to his mouth her mind reeling as it tried to make sense of his closeness. He couldn't meant to… he wouldn't want to.. His lips parted slightly as the fur around her drew her closer. She let out a small sound of surprise as she pulled back suddenly lifting what she had in her hands up between them barring his advance with his naughty member. She heard him let out a small snort. "You're being difficult."
"Your insane" she countered hiding her face in the soft fur. She couldn't believe she was willingly ear deep in the fur of his cock but better that than face this Sesshoumaru. A small annoying thought tickled the back of her brain making her very aware of how warm and soft the fur was. It almost begged to be stroked and fondled. Kagome crushed such evil little whispers by reminding her errant psyche exactly WHAT it was she had gripped in her hands.
A shudder ran through her body as cool sharp talons traced harmlessly down the skin of her shoulders. Her heart fluttered at images of rent flesh and melted stone flashed threw her mind. He would never hurt her now; she knew that with a confidence so unshakable that it frightened her more than the threat of being liquefied. Careful claws took hold of her wrists and pulled her hands down slowly removing the security of her fluffy shelter.
"I can assure you miko, EVERY part of me is functioning perfectly." His warm palm cupped her jaw to turn her head tilting it slightly. Golden eyes watched as he traced his thumb slowly over her lips drawing a small gasp from between them. "Shall I demonstrate?"
"TESTICALES!"
Sesshoumaru's entire body went stiff against hers as the high-pitched cry suddenly broke the muffled quite of the slumbering camp. The warm fur around her tightened possessively and then it was gone along with the taiyoukai.
Kagome sat up in her bedding trying to gather her tangled nerves only to be knocked back by a barreling ball of fur. Her arms wound instinctively around Shippo as he snuggled against her seeking comfort. "MAMA! MAMA! There were TESTICALES EVERY WHERE!"
"Testicales?" blinking owlishly Kagome tried to make sense of the frightened kits words.
The kitsune looked up at her with big watery eyes. "Naraku was after me. It was dark and I was all alone. And everywhere I looked his testicales where reaching for me!"
"Shippo, you mean.. tentacles, right?"
"Yeah, his testicales."