A/N: Originally written for Fanfic_bakeoff for the month of May, the secret ingredient "willful" this is installment is 288 words.
"Back again, I see."
Inutashio looked to the doorway, a grin pulling at his lips, "Indeed I am, My Lady."
She entered the room with a smooth elegance -the same elegance that had captured his attention the first time he'd stumbled into Dahlia.
"Have you missed me?" he teased, coming over to wrap his arms around her waist.
She titled her head back to receive his kiss. Pulling away a small smirk pulled at the corner of her lips. "It would seem you are the one who has missed me."
"I guess it's true," he cupped her breast beneath the fabric of her elegant robe, rolling a peak between thumb and forefinger. Abruptly he turned her to face him, "Come away with me?"
She smiled, and captured his lips in a kiss, "You are hopelessly romantic."
"So I've been told." He smirked.
She stepped from within his grip, "Sit down."
He wordlessly obeyed, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. Capturing the fabric of her robe with her thumb, she pulled it off her shoulders letting it pool at her feet. Inutashio leaned back, his own robe opening to reveal his straining cock. The Lady strolled forward. Straddling him, she caught his mouth in another kiss, before lowering herself onto him, filling her to the hilt. Inutashio grabbed her by the waist letting her sit for a moment.
"I mean it," he said earnestly.
She ground against his cock, giving him sultry eyes; eyes no man could resist. Inutashio's eyes rolled back into his head at the sensation of her core writhing on top of his cock.
She leaned in close, her breath on his skin, "I know you do." and I'm too willful to agree.