The last time he dropped her off at her door, he had opted for a swift exit to avoid the anxious hanyou who was impatiently awaiting her return. And though said hanyou was pacing his hut until he received her once again, the daiyoukai lingered.
She was in no rush herself. She had a great time; and she was reluctant to turn from the demon lord who was boring into her eyes with his own.
He would be back for her tomorrow night, but it may as well be a lifetime.
Bending to meet her height, he kissed her cheek.