Kagome peeked down at his naked chest "You?" Her eyes met his again.
"Hn"
Part of her really wanted to touch him, but the other part of her, the part that was mad with him didn't. "Why," She asked looking at his arms.
"To see if my scent is on your person Miko why else?"
"Oh" Yeah, she knew that "Your mother sniffed me a lot" Kagome blushed.
"My mother covered you in her scent" His eyes pierced through the darkness. Kagome's eyebrows drew in "Why would she do that?" Of course, she knew it was a demon thing. "Is it for protection?" She asked.
"Hardly protection, in fact quite the opposite."
Kagome quickly sat up on her elbows drawing herself closer to him in the meanwhile. "Opposite!?"
His eyes glided down and then back up to hers "You are my wife, my scent should cover you and no one else."
Kagome blushed at his statement "But, I don't understand, why would your mother's scent be opposite of protection."
"I am a predator Miko" He leaned in, and his nose went back to her neck "You are mine, and she covered you with her scent."
Kagome grabbed hold of his arms when he dug his nose deeper into her "She has marked you like a target Miko."
"A, a target for who?" She was lost now.
Kagome gasped and tightened her grip on his arm when he replaced his nose with his teeth. He lightly bit down on her neck and growled before pulling back "Me" His eyes were piercing.
She wanted him to kiss her, she could not deny it, and she was sure he could smell her pleasure at his words. But even so she was still torn, she bit her lip.
"What about other people?"
He glances at her lips "Explain."
"What if I smelt like other people, like not your family?"
"That would be dangerous for you both."
She bit her lip again "What about smelling like my mother or brother?"
"It would have the same effect as it is having now, I wish to remove it."
"But it's not dangerous?"
"No," He said, but he didn't like where this was going "If another male was to touch you, or scent mark you that Miko would be dangerous."
She felt his words more than heard them. She moved her hands on his arms to calm his aura, but she was getting the information she wanted "What, what about you?"
His dark aura vanished and was replaced by slight confusion "Explain Miko."
She had to play her words right; her husband was quick. "I mean, what about your scent, does it bother you?"
He didn't say anything at first, still slightly confused by her question.
"What if Kikyo hugged you?"
He wanted to snort, firstly because he could not see her sister wanting to hug him and secondly because he wouldn't allow her to.
"I would not allow her to touch my person."
She knew he was going to say that "But, what if someone rubbed up against you."
He had lived a long time without being touched unwanted, but he did understand what she was asking.
"I would want to remove the scent by seeking yours."
She laid back slowly, still holding his arms "Are you saying that as a demon or as my husband?" She asked bravely.
Sesshomaru understood what she was really asking "Worried Miko?" He had the upper hand now.
Air rushed out of her nose, and she looked away.
"I do not make it a habit of letting others touch me" He then stated,
She let go of his arms and immediately his chest started to rumble "It would be wise for you to make the same habit Miko" He leaned down closer to her, and her hands went up right away, and her palms met with the warm skin of his rumbling chest, but it didn't stop him. His mouth was so close to hers now "I am saying that as your husband but also as the predator woman."
When she gasped, he went in for the kill.
