Darkness fell across Japan and the travelers settled in for the night. The journey had produced a few victims of Nuraku's evil offspring, so it would appear that they were on the right track.
The children curled up close to Ah-Un. Rin seemed used to the spot next to the huge dragon. Jaken sat tending to the fire, and Miroku and Sango settled down under a tree near Shippo and Rin. Sango was spreading her blanket when a familiar hand found it's way to her backside. The quiet of the night was interrupted by a loud 'smack'. The monk still smiled, even with the red handprint that the demon slayer left on his cheek, 'It was well worth it.' He settled down to catch a little sleep, with images of buxom bodies bouncing in his head. 'Mmmm..'
Kagome watched as her friends drifted off and wondered how Inuyasha was doing. She hoped he would heal well from his injuries. She felt guilty that he'd been hurt, since it was her they were fighting over. Her troubled thoughts were broken when Sesshomaru placed his hand on her back. 'Come,' was all he said. Since the last episode, she learned not to take his tone to heart. She let him lead her away from the sleeping group.
The walked a little way through the forest. The sounds of the night were unlike anything she had experienced. Every cricket, every bat, was made aware to her sensitive ears. The darkness was not as 'dark' as it was when she was human. She still couldn't see well, but her other senses tuned her in to everything around her.
The break in the trees opened to reveal that they stood upon the edge of a cliff. There was a pile of round stones and rocks to the left of them. Beside it lay a lush spot of grass. The moon shone brightly in the sky in front of them. Sesshomaru took her hand and pulled her down to sit next to him. They stayed like that for hours just staring out at the moon. No words passed between them for there was no need. The beauty and music of the night said it all.
Kagome looked to the demon at her side. His handsome features portrayed great strength and his aristocratic heritage could not be denied. Until now, she never thought of him as anything but dangerous. He'd tried to kill her. He fought incessantly with Inuyasha, which caused him the loss of his arm. She felt a pang of guilt that he had been marred by the Tesseiga. It seemed unfair, now that she began to see him in a different light.
Sesshomaru could feel the miko staring at him. He turned to her. She looked like an angel in the moonlight. Her own features seemed to glow with it. 'This creature will be my undoing,' he thought, as he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. He pulled her to him and allowed himself to drown in her scent. He kissed her cheek and moved slowly down her neck. The smell of her arousal blended in the air sending him into a trance like state.
Kagome lost herself in his embrace. His strength and tenderness sent waves of heat through her tiny frame. She moaned out his name between softly parted lips, while he placed gentle kisses along her neck. His masculine scent weaved it's way into her mind, clouding it from all other thoughts.
The two youkai remained in their embrace, delighting in the feel of each others skin and hair. Sesshomaru's explored her back and moved around to cup her breast. She flinched at the feel of someone touching her there. No one had ever touched her the way she was being touched tonight. The lust for him stirred a burning deep inside that longed to be set free.
Somewhere, somehow her ever present alarm went off. 'This is wrong, Kagome. This is wrong,' her voice of reason called to her until finally she began to hear. She parted from his lips. Both were gasping for breath after their heated moment. Kagome thanked Kami that he shouldn't be able to see her blush in the dark. She tried to clear the fog that had settled in her mind, while her eyes stayed locked to his.
It took all of his control not to take her right then. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anything. He was not used to being patient to acquire something he wanted, he just took it, but he could tell she was untouched. He knew it was best to wait until she was ready. Why his ignorant brother had not already claimed her was a mystery. Even as a human she had been pleasant to the eyes. Her feisty way made her even more desirable. 'How could Inuyasha sleep next this lovely creature each night, without touching her?'
The demon lord stood and held his hand out. She took it in her own and he pulled her to her feet, never removing his eyes from her gaze. He looked down at her and said softly, "So beautiful."
Kagome couldn't find her voice, for once. His soft spoken words made her swell with pride. For the great lord of the western lands to place a compliment such as this was truly an honor. She simply smiled, with a dazed look in her violet eyes. He took her hand in his and they walked back to the rest of the group.