"I'd like to see these uh, other markings."
Bold of her to say. But not just that.
Rin also wanted to explore his body like he once explored hers.
She fidgeted on his lap, now more than aware of the thick hardness wedged tightly underneath her. His hips gave a little upward push each time she moved, his thighs tensing then melting into the soft roundness of her behind.
Sesshomaru exhaled very slowly.
She was frustration, she was torture and desire.
Suddenly Rin gasped, because his palms had worked their way under her arms; and his thumbs were long enough to graze against the hardening buds pushing through the kimono.
"Sesshomaru," Rin whined, "you promised."
He kissed her deeply; passed his tongue into her mouth and suckled her bottom lip, before returning his miserable hands back to his sides.
