Rin lifted her hair, letting his tongue lave at the scars he left under it.
Her hands were cold but her neck was hot, and as he continued to kiss her there, "An unrequited bond," she said. "What is it?" Of course, she knew the idea of these words, just not the intent.
"It means," Sesshomaru answered, pausing. Rin was squirming again and his pride feared the halting tone in his voice. "How cruelly you move against me while asking—" Then, after a few tight breaths, "I'll sink my teeth to the gums again, if you take me inside."
Rin swooped upon his crimsoning face with kisses, which he gratefully received. "But didn't I scorn you," she asked softly, "when I told you no?"
"Regardless if she will have me or not," he said, "I swore to Rin… This promise that I have never given another—"
One hand flew to his mouth, the other pressed to her heart, as if to still its pounding beat. Sometimes Sesshomaru spoke in circles, dancing around the matter instead of speaking plainly. She understood him completely, but if he kept talking like that she was sure to lose her nerve.
It's so sweet with Rin. She can actually think when he's not crawling all over her.
