Prompt: Misery Loves Company
"I don't have a solid reassurance for you. Maybe I will mate a demon one day," she shot him a look when he opened his mouth.
"But I'm not mating anyone just to selfishly extend my lifespan, even if I do worry about what'll happen to Takara once I'm gone. At the very least, we'd give you more than a hundred years of companionship, Sesshoumaru. This isn't misery loves company- we could make a happy space. Isn't that time well spent?"
"A hundred years, hm?" his fingers curled around hers. "Then, I have a condition."