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Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Inuyasha, including Sesshoumaru unfortunately.

Theme: Massage

Warning: Innuendo

*knock knock knock*

"Come in, Kagome," a deep voice called from behind the door. As usual, he could tell it was her before he could even see her. Sometimes it was very convenient, but many times she wished he didn't have that dog nose of his. It made surprising him extremely difficult if he could tell where she'd gone, who she was with, what kind of shampoo she used or even what object she'd touched.

She opened the sliding door to his study with a smile. Unfortunately, Sesshoumaru did not see it as his attention was spent on stacks after stacks of scrolls on his desk.

"Sesshoumaru, you should rest. It's been days since you last leave this room, I don't want you to tire yourself like that," she touched his shoulder with concern. She knew he could probably stay for a whole month without sleep or food, but that never stopped her worries over his well-being.

"Go to sleep, Kagome" was his answer. She was sure he wouldn't even notice it if she took off her clothes right there. Of course, she wouldn't really do that. Stripping inside their room was one thing, but stripping in his study where his vassals often came and went was an entirely different matter. As such, seducing him out of his work was out of the question. Or was it?

"I won't sleep until you do. It's lonely without you next to me," she leaned into him, making sure her hair came as close to his nose as possible. She found out, after trials and errors, that nothing stirred him as much as smelling her hair.

He turned his attention to her, at long last, and what a mistake it was. Once he got a whiff of her intoxicating scent, his beast began raging for him to pleasure his mate. He fought the urge as he tore his eyes from her lithe body and forced himself to stare at the boring scrolls once again.

She huffed slightly when she saw that didn't work. But never fear, she'd had another trick up her sleeve.

"Darling, let's go back to our room, I'll make you forget all about work~" she purred into his ear and added a lick for emphasis.

That done it. Sesshoumaru, in record time, set down his writing brush, scrolled up the documents, picked Kagome up and raced back to their bedroom. The latter giggled, she'd found yet another thing to "convince" him.

...

"Mate, when you said to make me 'forget all about work', this is what you mean?" He asked in disappointment. This wasn't what he had in mind at all. He was hoping for her to take charge in bed and pleasure him, something she rarely did due to his dominant nature.

"Yeah, I read from a magazine that a massage is great for relaxation," she excitedly said. The magazine in question was none other than the one she'd accidentally bought before. The second heading under "Ten ways to imprison your husband's love" was "Massaging his tiredness away." The article was nice enough to teach how best to approach this. She'd learned every trick there was to massaging. She didn't understand why the article insisted that it could only be done to husbands and lovers though. After all, why would massaging one person be different from another?

Sighing, Sesshoumaru took off his haori and slid off the top part of his kimono, revealing his broad back. At Kagome's beckoning, he laid on his stomach on the futon, still thing that he rather had something exciting than this.

"Ready?" Kagome asked as she rolled up her kimono sleeves.

"Hn," came his resigned reply.

"Here we go!" She straddled his back.

'Was this how humans massage each other? By sitting on someone's back?' He asked himself. He turned his head and was about to ask her when he instantly regretted his action. From his viewpoint, he could only see Kagome from the waist down. Each of her legs was on either side, her kimono had parted to reveal everything, including her creaming thighs and a fresh view of her red lace panties, one of his favorite pairs. A certain part of him reacted to the view but from his position it became quite painful.

He groaned inwardly, hoping desperately that Kagome would finish with her massage so he could move on to other things.

Kagome, completely unaware of the agony her mate was currently enduring, started to massage his shoulders. Slowly, she knead the muscles and applied pressure along his upper back. Slowly, she worked her way lower, making sure to touch every area with care. Lower. Lower. Lower. Until she reached his butt.

Thinking back on the article, she followed what it said word for word. She scooted to straddle his legs and worked with his (still clothed) bottom, much like the way she worked his back, except this time she invested in some different moves (the article said to place more emphasis on this area, for some reason). Each of her touch sent blood straight down to his groin. At one point, he groaned out loud from the stimulation.

"What's wrong, Sesshoumaru?" She asked worriedly. This was the the first time she attempted to massage anyone, she wasn't sure if she'd unintentionally hurt him or not.

He decided that he'd had enough of this sweet torture from his unsuspecting mate. In one fluid movement, he lifted her up, flipped himself over and set her down. Kagome blushed when she felt the proof of his desire poking at her bottom. Sesshoumaru wasted no time and pulled her down for a deep kiss, releasing all his pent-up frustration.

'So that's why the massage can only be administered on husbands,' Kagome finally dawned, making a note to try this with Sesshoumaru more often before dedicating all her attention on her aroused mate.

I decided to keep going with the magazine idea. I would appreciate if readers would suggest new "ways to imprison your husband's love"

Yes, the red lace panties was the one mentioned in Chapter 1. I love to subtly connect chapters together. Btw, Sesshoumaru's other favorite pairs of panties are the one Kagome bought in chapter 13.

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