Rubbing a Taiyoukai...the Right Way?

It took her some coaxing to maneuver Sesshoumaru into the proper 'foot-rubbing' position when the movie's credits finally rolled across the television screen. First he'd argued that he wanted to watch the extras of the DVD. Kagome had killed that easily enough by telling him he could borrow the movie and watch both it and its extras to his heart's content. Then he had balked of the idea of laying down with his feet on top of her legs. Why? It wasn't a dignified position for a person such as himself. Kagome had rolled her eyes at this one. "And how," she had argued back, "Am I suppose to rub your feet if they are firmly connected to the ground, moon doggie?"

At the sound of her nickname for him, his eyes had narrowed and Kagome felt her suddenly thought of but well conceived plan slipping away. She hurried to correct her mistake by calling upon his honor. "You said you would allow me this pleasure, Sesshoumaru," she reminded him. "As a taiyoukai and Lord of the Western Lands, your word is as good as gold."

"My word is better," he snapped back, almost angrily laying down onto his back on the couch.

Most reluctantly and stiffly, he placed his legs across her lap and Kagome smiled reassuringly at him. Secretly, to herself, she was thinking "Welcome to my parlor said the spider to the fly..."

Then came her next obstacle-- removing the taiyoukai's footwear.

When she'd begun denuding his feet, Sesshoumaru had jerked them back. "What are you doing now, miko?"

Kagome sighed, growing annoyed with the whole situation but determined to see this through to the end. Even if she found him not to be ticklish, she would get to see his feet. Why was she so determined to see his feet? Because she never had before! And Kagome had always loved trying new things. One could traverse time without growing a little bit of curiosity and courage. "I cannot massage your feet with your shoes still on, Sesshoumaru. They must come off."

Out of his normal character, Sesshoumaru mumbled something she could not understand-- nor did she think she wanted to know-- and then laid back with an overly dramatic sigh. What was wrong with her youkai this evening?!?! Deciding to ignore his obvious decision to turn into a spoiled child, Kagome quickly and methodically removed his footwear and gazed down upon his feet for the first time in her entire life.

For someone who had walked for a greater amount of the centuries that made up his life, Sesshoumaru had some very pretty feet. They were, quite simply put, as perfect as the rest of him and Kagome was almost content to merely stare at them and forgo her underhanded scheme to see if Sesshoumaru was ticklish. Then the taiyoukai opened his mouth. "I have never been given a massage, miko, but I believe the process is not completed with one's eyes."

She could hear the conceded smirk in his tone and knew she'd been caught ogling his feet. But they were so nice looking! Shaking her head to clear it of her gutter thoughts, she slid her eyes to the right to see if Sesshoumaru was watching her. Thankfully, he wasn't. His head was laying back upon the pillow she'd fetched for him and his eyes were closed. His hands were resting comfortably across his midsection and his chest was rising and falling evenly. "I was merely letting them breathe, Sesshoumaru," Kagome retorted as she slowly took one hand and, using just her nails, traced it lightly atop his right foot from his toes to his ankle and back again.

"Are you accusing this Sesshoumaru of having a noxious foot odor, miko?"

Kagome laughed at that. As if anything foul smelling would dare to think it could penetrate the perfection that was Sesshoumaru. "Never would I dare such," she answered lightly as she took her other hand and began running both sets of nails up and down the top of his feet. She realized she was losing focus, but it wasn't every day a girl was allowed to play with the feet of Sesshoumaru.

"I believe you would dare much, miko," he replied, an almost inaudible sigh passing through his lips as her nails stroked downward once more.

Kagome smiled at that and moved both her hands to the right foot. Grasping it firmly in her hands, she used her fingers to massage the ball. Kagome figured that he might prove to be ticklish if he were relaxed. And, since he'd never had a massage before, she'd give him a treat before satisfying her own curiosity.

Moving the positioning of her hands, she began rubbing her thumbs in tight, controlled circles over the sole of his foot, slowly working her way downward and using more pressure on the ball of his foot and his heel. Making sure not to neglect a single part of the perfect specimen of a male foot sitting on her lap, Kagome engrossed herself into the massage, not paying the taiyoukai the least bit of attention beyond what lay before her. After kneading the sole of his foot with her fist, making sure to pay his perfect arch just the right amount of attention, she worked upwards towards his clawed toes, handling each one individually and making sure not to cut herself. Once she was satisfied that each digit had been handled appropriately, Kagome ran her fingers lightly over the skin of his foot once more before turning her attention to his left foot.

She repeated the process, still involved in her work and enjoying the feeling of his skin. Really, it was criminal for a man to have such soft skin! It wasn't until she was finishing up the massage of his left foot that Kagome chanced a glance at Sesshoumaru.

He was asleep.

"Well," Kagome said to herself since the only other pair of ears there was sleeping rather soundly. "That was unexpected."

Not being able to help herself, she ran her nails ever so lightly up Sesshoumaru's right foot and smiled to herself when it twitched.

Fin.