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Theme: Sleep

Warning: Innuendo

Sesshoumaru slowly opened his eyes to the dark room. By the window, the moonlight shined into the room. By the direction of the full moon, he could tell that it was several hours before daybreak, so why was he doing up at this time? He blamed Kagome for that. Due to some unforeseeable circumstances, namely Kagome's unaware seduction on him (how could she unknowingly walk in his study wearing the blue sleeping kimono he gave her and expect him to stay sane?), he was forced to halt his work, put down his scrolls, vacate his vassals and make love to her senseless before dinner, then promptly fell asleep while snuggling. Now, he woke up, too hungry as he did not have dinner, and could not go back to sleep no matter how much he tried.

Sighing, he settled to a comfortable side way position, facing his sleeping mate. Kagome's soft skin was accentuated by the pale moonlight, making it looked beautifully smooth. He held back the urge to reach out and lick her thoroughly; she needed her beauty rest after all the "fun" they'd had last night.

Kagome shifted in her sleep, as though she was having a dream. A small smile tucked at her lips, a tell-tale sign that whatever she dreamed was about him, or so he'd like to think. She was now on her side, facing him. He was secretly glad of this chance to look at her closely. Her long eyelashes fanned out on her cheeks, her nose straight and dainty, her full lips a delectable pink color, her raven stresses framing her lovely face. Sweeping his eyes lower, he saw the dip at her collarbone, remembering how he loved to kiss and nip on it as part of their foreplay. In fact, he could see the multitude of love marks he'd placed on her during their last romp vividly on her pale skin, making a trail down toward her breasts. Her kimono was slightly open when she lazily wore it last night, her obi nearly undone. He could see a nipple peeking out playfully. Willing himself to stop thinking out what he often done with those beautiful mounds of heaven, he observed her some more. His eyes traveled south, past her flat stomach toward where her blue kimono parted to reveal her creamy thighs. What he wouldn't give to have them wrapped around him right now! A certain anatomy of him had woken up from the stimulating sight before him. He gave an uncontrollable groan when he glanced at her womanhood, partially covered by her kimono but enough to awaken a response from him.

Kagome, unbeknownst to her mate's current predicament, slept away. Sesshoumaru wanted very much to rouse her and fulfill his desires, but he held back for the sake of not looking like an inconsiderate mate. But still, what was he to do with his, ahem, "problem"? After mulling it over, his crafty mind produced a perfect solution. He smirked inwardly, eyes roved over the sleeping woman next to him. With some skill and a sprinkle of luck, his plan would allow him to have what he wanted - namely, Kagome - without his having to possibly incite her anger for waking her up.

Sneakily, he reached out his hand and trail a slow path on her skin - from her cheek to the curve of her neck and down to her collarbone, finally ending at a perky nipple. He could felt Kagome unconsciously twitched, a soft moan escaped her lips. After making sure was she was still asleep, Sesshoumaru continued his ministration. This time, he allowed one hand to cup her breast and fondled it lovingly. Kagome released another moan, the tone was less breathy and more lusty than before. Satisfied that he was inciting such reaction from her even in sleep, he became more daring. Extending the other hand, he cupped her womanhood while one hand still tease her nipple. He could feel her wetness on his fingers, the sensation alone made him more aroused each second. He dared not enter her, for fear she might wake up and foil his plan, so he settled on feather-light touches - enough to leave her wanting more. This continued on for a short time, until he saw her eyebrows scrunched up and her hips pushing against his hand that he withdrew. With lightning speed, he turned away from her, pretending to be asleep.

Seconds later, Kagome awoke to an intense arousal in her own body. She blushed at how wanton she looked, with kimono parted and obi undone, baring her body to the cold air. She would have chided herself for not taking the time to dress carefully if she didn't feel a throbbing sensation between her thighs. Glancing to her side, she saw Sesshoumaru's broad back, partially covered by a trail of silvery hair. He appeared to be asleep, and she felt like hitting herself for having such a dirty dream about him. Yes, Sesshoumaru was perverted, but not so much that he would resort to fondling her in her sleep. She'd heard that dreams were a manifestation of desires; did that mean she actually wished that he would fondle her? No, she refused to go there! She was not a pervert and that dream of his molestation in her sleep was a fluke.

However, she still had a "problem," which would surely warrant a sleepless night. Sighing softly, she chose to ignore it and snuggled against Sesshoumaru's back, hoping that her arousal would subside sooner or later. For now, she was content with feeling his comforting heat on her skin. She wrapped an arm around his midsection to procure more warmth and felt him moved. Holding her breath in suspense, she could feel him twisting his body to face her. Half-lidded eyes (he was probably still sleepy, Kagome thought) stared at her in the darkness and she flushed at her blunder. Kami-sama, please don't let him find out I was having a dirty dream about him!

"Kagome? What's wrong?" His husky voice rendered her weak in the knees. Thankfully she was not standing or she would have been visibly melted.

"N-Nothing! Just go back to sleep," she squeaked a little too quickly. It sucked being a bad liar, she decided.

"You seemed... jumpy today. Are you sure you are fine?" His eyes narrowed in suspicion but soon widened in realization, "this smell... could you possibly...?" His sentence trailed off, trusting her to fill in the blank; a satisfied, sexy-beyond-imagination smirk appeared on his moonlit face.

"I... that... n-no... y-you..." She lost the ability to form a coherent sentence partially from embarrassment and partially from the way his smirk made her even more turned on. Frantically, she tried to escape, scooting away from him - maybe making an excuse to go to the bathroom or something. But no such luck. He was much quicker and before she knew it, his arms encased her and his body hovered tantalizingly above.

"Now, mate, is there a reason why you are... aroused in the middle of the night?" She could feel his hot breath so close above, she scrunched her eyes up to avoid his intense stare. At her lack of a response, he continued, "could it be that you have an indecent dream about me?"

Her eyes snapped open and she immediately responded with a "NO!" Indignantly, she glare at him for even suggesting that... that she was a pervert. Because she definitely was not, despite being turned on by his supposed molestation in her dream.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Who?" He spat, voice laced with anger.

"Huh?"

"I asked, who did you have a sex dream about, if not me?"

It took her a while to decipher what he was trying to say, with his voice dropping several octaves and significantly colder than the husky whisper seconds before. Once she understood what he meant, she was frantically trying to erase what she just said by flailing her limbs wildly. Yeah, stupid move, considering that Sesshoumaru was restraining her movement with his body so close to her. So, she settled for shaking her head at a speed that would soon give her whiplash.

"T-That's not what I mean! I-I w-wasn't-"

"Then pray tell what you actually mean."

It took a couple seconds for her to wonder what would be a good response in this situation before settling with a stuttered admission, "Y-Yes, I had a d-dirty dream about y-you." Her face were burning in embarrassment. She blamed Sesshoumaru for rubbing his perversion off on her.

His expression changed instantly at her bashful reply. His eyes held a happy twinkle and he flashed a satisfied smile that made her heart threaten to jump out of her chest and a fuzzy fluffy feeling settled over her. However, the magical moment was gone to be replaced with a jolt of arousal as his hand fondled her.

"Then allow me to act out what did in your dream," he smirked.

"I can be a darn good actor when I want to be" was the fleeting thought that passed his mind before he became occupied with... other things.

This rewrite is brought possible by Shhhh (a guest name). I wasn't satisfied with this chapter before because it was pretty cliche, but by incorporating Shhhh's idea, I put in a little twist. Scheming Fluffy is sinfully hot ;)

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