Prompt: Poisonous Apple
He returned the kisses, pressing his mouth to hers heatedly. Her lips were sweet poison- dark hair the scent of apple shampoo. Kagome slid onto his lap with a soft noise as he caught her about the waist.
His thumb brushed a bandage.
Sesshoumaru pulled away, panting. Kagome's eyes were dark.
Empty.
Letting out a rush of air, his forehead dropped to meet hers. "I don't require payment."
"You're lonely. It's fine-"
"Miko," his voice hardened into a nostalgic tone. "I am not him."
Kagome stiffened, becoming pale. Strength abandoned her, energy sapped. She sank down, shuddering violently as Sesshoumaru cradled her close.