Where the Moon Meets the Sun

by Aika-Yukiko

This was not what he expected. Yet how could he have expected anything other than the unexpected when it came to her? A single night of the forbidden had them both wishing for more, but what if more could cost you everything you have ever loved? Will they risk it in order to find happiness? Or will they bow down to the pressures of responsibilities, wondering what if? Sess/Kag

33. Chapter 33

9:37 PM

She was growing desperate, and so was he. He kissed her roughly, trying to communicate just how much the fire affected him too. He started to slip the straps of her little garb down her shoulders, but with the way she kept her arms around his neck, he would never be able to remove the offending garment without shredding it first.

He stopped kissing her, giving her a little bite before lifting himself off her body. She groaned in frustration, but released him nonetheless. He looked at her, her hands up near her head, her hair splayed on his furs, her skin flushed, her lips swollen, her chest heaving and her nipples perky. It was even better than he imagined. Her legs stayed wrapped around his waist, she refused to let go of him completely.

"If you would like to keep this little … outfit... safe from harm, I need you to corporate, Kagome." She whimpered a little in defiance but nodded.

"Good." He slipped the straps off her shoulders, but she stopped him before he could continue to slip the fabric down her arms. She arched off the furs and put her hands beneath her back. She squirmed a little then he heard an odd, almost ripping sound and saw the material loosen around her.

"There, I've cooperated, now it's your turn." She said, looking down at his loosened hakama.

"No, I'm not quite done with you yet, my little miko." He ground out.

She huffed but was obviously enjoying this little game they played by the look of her shining eyes.

"Fine, in that case, allow me to help you out. My Lord." She added for good measure.

He almost nipped at her chin for being so obtuse, but before he could lean down to do it, she started to lift the hem of her little garb. He stared intently as the material shimmied its way up her thigh. She moved deliberately slow, but he had no intention of interrupting her little show.

The hem traveled higher, revealing smooth thighs, wide hips and a white lace material that covered her more intimate area. The intricate design of the lace adding to her allure. She continued to pull the hem up, exposing her belly button and midriff. His hands itched to take hold of her hips, her waist tapered in and she stopped just short of her breast, teasing him.

Her eyes gleamed with mischief and he could no longer take it. With a rough growl he reached out and pulled the material over her head, exposing her all to him. Her hands got caught in the garb, and were raised above her head. He was half tempted to tie them up and keep them there but he rather savored the way she touched him. He finished removing the garment and threw it off to the side, his eyes raking over her naked body. Well… almost naked body, there was still that pesky little bit of material that covered what he most desperately sought.