It dangled from his shoulders, the long, deliciously soft piece of fluff whipping back and forth in the biting wind. She knew that it could move like it had a mind of its own (the first time she freaked and thought it was a giant caterpillar crawling to devour her, Inuyasha never let her live that one down), but controlled by Sesshomaru, his Mokomoko, the extension of his aura and tail.
Kagome recalled him using it every now and again to comfort Rin and even Shippou, and how it had caressed her neck the last time Kouga came to visit.
Now in the colder area of the mountains, she had wished she had taken Sango's advice and worn a warmer kimono. Her feet were fine, she had thick socks that were waterproof so she wouldn't have to worry about the snow, but she really should have grabbed a pair of gloves or a scarf.
As if Mokomoko could hear her thoughts or sense her badly hidden shivering, it slithered off his shoulder, grabbing onto a nearby tree branch and swinging its way over to the priestess.
Surprised when the fluff dangled in front of her, as if waiting for her to grab it, she reached out her cold fingers, giving a blissful sigh as the fluff wrapped itself snugly around her, warming her all over. Her body relaxing, Kagome snuggled her cold nose into the warm fur, giving a soft sigh, her tense body relaxing with the warmth.
Unbeknownst to her, the demon lord could feel everything that his extended self did, including when the priestess started to brush her fingers absently through the fur, feeling her fingers all over his body and making him shiver slightly.
He decided, as she began to massage another area, that he would keep that little tidbit to himself. It wasn't every day that he got a back massage, after all.
Ohoho, Mokomoko may be innocent, but Sesshomaru certainly is not! Reviews help me be a better writer :)