A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! I will be posting as often as I can. Sesshoumaru and Kagome's little bit of fun will soon be coming to an end. I feel as though there may be a lot of zesty stuff going on, but at the same time they are aware that this is something they can only do for a limited time, so they need to take full advantage hehe. Hope you enjoy!

-Aika

2:00 PM

Kagome didn't believe him. Having actually been looking at him these past few hours, she had learned a few things.

One: He had a whole range of emotions, not just cold ice (Which wasn't really an emotion to begin with).

Two: He was very attentive to her needs...very.

And Three: He did have a very expressive face. Sure, they were all micro expressions, but if you knew what to look for, it was fairly easy to discern his mood and thoughts.

She could see the small scowl that formed at the edge of his lips. Something was obviously bothering him, but she could not figure out what.

He had been fairly happy while they were in the hot springs. Yes, it was not until they got out and he handed her the fur that his mood changed. Was he bothered by her wearing it? Should she even bring it up? He was the one that had handed her the fur, he could have just as easily given her his outer or even inner kimono instead.

She was tempted to ask, but without any concrete evidence or reasoning, there was no point in bringing it up. She decided to drop it...at least for now.

He led her by the hand, walking down the same unmarked path they came from.

His hair swayed in the wind and she would catch a whiff of him every so often, the scent sending little tremors of pleasure down her spine. They did say that scent was the most powerful sense, able to bring up long forgotten memories that would have otherwise remained hidden.

She tried to focus on something else, but his scent kept giving her visions of their excursions and kept her belly doing little flips.

"Kagome, unless you wish to be bent over and taken against this tree, you will cease your lewd thinking this instant." His hand gripped her a little tighter and his voice sounded strained.

"Sorry!" She replied, a blush creeping up to her cheeks having been caught in her lascivious thoughts.

"Hn." He kept his gaze fixed on the winding trail ahead, but she could almost hear him smirk at the thought of her thinking of him.

She decided to play along.

Her mind raced with the memories of all their shared experiences, and her breath quickened. She felt her thighs become slick with her arousal and she had to bite her lip from moaning aloud at the simple THOUGHT of him and his thick cock.

Her body gave a little shudder as her thoughts became more racy.

All of a sudden, she felt the wind being knocked out of her and felt her back pressed against the rough bark of a tree. Sesshoumaru's hands already slipping up under her fur skirt and his lips lavishing her neck.

What had started out as a teasing game quickly turned into something far headier.

What was happening to her? She had gone from being a virgin to a sex addict in a matter of hours. "Mmmn.." She moaned, biting her bottom lip as he wrapped her legs around his waist and slipped his hard and ready shaft inside of her wet, inviting core.

There was no foreplay, no build up. It was rough and spontaneous and she welcomed the change in his mood.

His frantic thrusts had her breathless and her fingers scratched into the hard wood of the tree she was being held up against.

She tried to focus on the pleasure his body provided her, but every thrust had her rubbing her back on the bark of the tree, painfully.

Panting she tried to stop him. "Se..Sessho..umaru..wait." His answer was a throaty growl and a deep, hard thrust.

"S...Stop." She demanded, her hands pushing against his chest.