Alright

Her squeak amused him, especially as she jerked in his arms. Remembering this game with Rin, the way the child had squealed with laughter as he poked and prodded at her sides, he smirked. The Miko's words entertained him all the more because clearly she knew the game as well.

Too fast for her to see or stop, he started tickling her, holding her gently so that she could not escape but enjoying himself none the less as she squirmed and laughed and tried to escape. At some point, the positions switched as she attempted to free herself and he pinned her with his own body.

Breathing heavily, laughing hysterically, Kagome felt truly alive, honestly comfortable, in this man's presence. Never mind that she was giddy with laughter, that his hands were moving up and down her sides as he secured her capture with his hands and body weight.

As his tickling slowed and she stopped trying to get away, Kagome found herself trapped in his eyes and not at all bothered by the prospect. She could look in those citrine depths for years on end and never tire of them.

He met her gaze and was pleased once more to scent no lingering traces of sorrow, or of fear. Moving his hand without thought, he cupped her cheek and relished in the soft skin there. "You are alright," he said.

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