His free hand came up to rest against her cheek, then slowly slid down her neck. He could feel her pulse, as fast as his was, beneath his fingertips.
He pulled away slowly. Feeling as though he had drunk too much sake. Izayoi was flushed and breathing heavily, and he assumed she felt the same way.
"I… I shall let you prepare for bed" he stuttered out before leaning back in and stealing another taste from her lips.
After several more minutes Sesshoumaru finally retreated outside to the rooftop where he would watch over Izayoi while she slept.