One look into his eyes had told me that I had either done something wrong, or something he really liked. I was a bit afraid, but as usual I masked it with anger. When he pulled me away from him, the roughness of his hands, and the growl in his chest turned me on more than the kiss we had just shared. My thighs trembled with fear, and arousal. I didn't know what to do as he stood them with me at arms length, looking down at me as if he wanted to devour me.
"Do you wish to dominate me, child?" the low growling tone of his voice hit me in a way that made my stomach clench. My upper teeth nibbled at my bottom lip, a movement his eyes didn't fail to catch. A small, mischievous smile tugged at his lips. "Well then, have your way with me." And with that, he let me go.
"What?" the action of him kneeling before my, head bowed, neck exposed both aroused and confused me. His face stayed to the ground, and I knew what was happening. He was letting me be the alpha, letting me have control of him. The gesture of trust from him swayed me more than a tongue at my throat, or a hand on my breast. I felt the pulsing heat of arousal causing me to dampen between my thighs.
Gently placing both hands behind his head, I started to gently massage his neck and scalp. A soft, humming purr erupted from his chest, and I pulled him until his forehead rested on my breasts.
"Hold me," I commanded softly, and his strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He inhaled my scent as I nuzzled closer to him, though leaving room for him to breathe. Gently kneading his silky hair, I knelt in front of him, my eyes meeting his. Sesshomaru's gaze was warm, relaxed, and aroused. I left a chaste kiss on his full lips before resting my head onto his chest, listening to his steady heart beat. "Play with my hair," his large, elegant hand rose to tangle into the thick, wild spirals, careful of his claws as his caressed my scalp.
Feeling impulsive, I snagged a handful of his hair, and pull him backwards, exposing his throat. The small moan that escaped his lips heated me to my core, and my lips, tongue, and teeth made quick work of his neck. He shivered under my mouths attention, and groaned as my clever hand made it's way to his pulsing erection. A small worry tugged at the back of my mind when I realized that I could barely wrap my hand around his girth, and his length was so impressive that it would take both my hands and him in my mouth to have him completely covered. I palmed his heat over the beautiful silks he wore, mokomoko gently pressing into my face with it's plush softness. Running my fingers gingerly up him, I nipped at his collar bone.
"Undress," I drawled out huskily, releasing him. Standing, he looked as if he were about to tear his clothing off. "Wait, do it slowly. Strip for me," the incredulous look on his face would have had me laughing if it weren't for the slight smolder of heat underneath. He slowly undid his sash, and teasingly pushed his kimono off his shoulders, letting it fall to his hips. In the sitting position I was in, I slightly spread my legs open, raising my chin, and subtly thrusting up my breasts, causing him to stop to stare at me.
"What are you doing?" I asked in mocked disappointment. "Did I tell you to stop?" His quick, halfhearted glare in my direction made me smirk. Though his jaw dropping as I removed my shirt made me full blown smile. "Do as I do," I let my hands wander over my breasts, causing him to touch his chest, teasing a nipple, and him doing the same. He would stop to watch, without realizing that he was disobeying me, but I let it go because having his hot gaze on my as I groped myself was so fucking hot. Our hands shimmied over our bellies, our sides, inner thighs.
After a good five minutes of watching each other, and mirroring our movements, I was wet through, and his erection looked almost painful as it strained through his hakama. Standing, I let my hands play at the waistband of my running shorts. His hand mirrored my own, though as I removed my bottoms teasingly, he just let his fall to his ankle. Now, we were completely nude.
His skin was very fair, especially compared to my own tanned skin. Body almost hairless, save for the slight speckle of silver towards his pubic area. His body was perfectly toned, yet lithe and almost feminine. Not one flaw on that perfect body, though his scar did run from it severed arm to his chest, but I didn't see that as a flaw. He was beautiful, almost too beautiful, and I had to look away. My insecurities slowly showing past the lust, and my hands unknowingly began to cover my body.
"Does my appearance displease you," his voice was steady, emotionless. I chuckled nervously.
"It's not you that displeases me, Fluffy." I shyly meet his eyes, "You're so beautiful, I feel a little inadequate at the moment." His brow furrowed, and he stood before me in a flash, hand gentle as it raised my chin.
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A/N I'm too tired for this... I have a feeling if I were to keep going in this condition, it would just be awkward.
