Title: Rend-ered Services
Author: tnew78 (LC Rose)
Rating: M
Prompt: Curl (Drabble #50)
Genfic: AU, hentai, comedy
Word Count: 300 (according to MS Word)
Warnings: sexual suggestions
Summary: Sesshoumaru leaves something of himself behind for Kagome when he goes out of town for business...
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Kagome ran for her life. She hadn't known…hadn't thought. Sesshoumaru had told her he'd leave something of himself behind to take care of her while he was away. She'd just not expected that it would be his mokomoko…and the hand that Inuyasha had cut off so long ago. When had Sesshoumaru found the time to go and get it, anyway?! Adding to that fright was the fact that she'd just recently learned what, exactly, mokomoko was.
Sesshoumaru's living, breathing, moving-on-its-own pubic hair.
Yes.
And now that ball of fluffy pubic hair was chasing her, Sesshoumaru's no longer discarded arm coiled in mokomoko's folds with its fingers wiggling suggestively.
Kagome rounded the corner of the hallway, the stairs in sight. She lunged forward only to find that mokomoko had curled around her foot. "Jaken!" she screamed in desperation.
She could feel the fingers of Sesshoumaru's discarded hand moving up her leg in a very suggestive manner. Kagome was just about to scream for Jaken again when he appeared at the kitchen door and looked up at her with a most annoyed expression. "What is it, human?"
Kagome growled, wanting to throttle the imp for his tone. Unfortunately she had more…pressing…matters. Namely that Sesshoumaru's no longer discarded hand had reached her thigh and mokomoko was coiling even tighter around her. "Jaken, get your green butt up here and help me out of this!"
The imp rolled his eyes, but did as she asked. When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw the hand and mokomoko and took a step backwards. "I'm sorry," Jaken stuttered as he moved further away, "But I do not wish to feel mokomoko's touch again."
"What?!" she gasped, slightly disgusted by the implications of Jaken's words. Then she felt mokomoko tugging her back towards the bedroom.
