Companion
That little dog is perverted, she would swear it on her right hand.
Her gaze slanted to the puppy in her arms. He had a sort of glazed look in his eyes, kinda like Miroku when touching Sango's backside with that cursed hand of his.
Makes a person think on just how smart the pup is, doesn't it?
Every time she went to bathe, he always showed up wearing that doggy grin. Well, an almost-perverted version of it.
The fur ball in her arms moved and nuzzled her collar, then proceeded to lick her neck. She felt warmth within her spread.
