2:30 PM

He heard her protest, but he wasn't really listening. His beast was much more interested in the soft body pressed against his than the voice that called for a break.

She pushed against him and he frowned, was it not her idea to do this? He had warned her what would happen if she kept thinking about such things.

She asked him to stop one more time and with a growl and frustrated sigh, he complied.

"What is it, Miko?" He kept himself sheathed inside her, eyes closed in order to maintain his composure, and waited for her to speak. His teeth were barred against her skin, one hand clutching at her thigh, the other against the tree, his nails embedding themselves on the bark.

"It hurts." She said. He instantly opened his eyes and lifted his face, concern evident as he took her in.

"Where?" He asked, not seeing any cause for pain.

"Hold on." She pushed against him again and this time he let her. Carefully slipping out of her and letting her down, he waited to see what she would do.

Seeing the obvious concern in his eyes she smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss. One meant to reassure him that everything was ok.

He nipped at her bottom lip and she giggled.

She turned around and when she did, he could see what she was talking about. Her upper back was riddled with scratches from the tree bark, one was even starting to bleed slightly.

'How did I miss that?' He wondered. His fingers traced the welts, guilt overcame him. He tasted the air and was confronted with the metallic and sweet smell of her blood.

He leaned down and ran his tongue over the scratch, savoring the taste of her life essence.

She moaned sweetly and he watched as the cut healed itself, the guilt lessening but not completely going away. He had caused her pain, even though it was accidental he had still hurt her. First the bruises, now the scratches… the ball of guilt that had settled in his stomach became a little heavier.

She was human, he had to have that at the forefront of his mind, it was far too easy to forget, his beast saw no difference between them and treated her as roughly as he would a bitch. He sighed mentally.

His name being called out drew him out of his thoughts.

"Sesshoumaru?" She asked again. His gaze focused on her and his eyes started to bleed red.