Author's Note: So…I'd started on this, like, four years ago, but I just could never expand on it, which is a tragic shame because I really, really wanted to make this Model/Photographer AU work. Dumping this here instead then. Maybe I'll circle back to it someday, who knows.
Word Count: 248
kill the lights
She inhaled sharply, feeling his warm breath close to her neck as he readjusted her body for the shot.
"Relax," he murmured softly, though she felt even more tensed when he said it.
His hand barely skimmed over her waist, but she realized in that moment just how small she was in his presence. Her mind unhelpfully lent her an image of him covering her petite form with his entire body, marking her with his hungry kisses, leaving no place on her skin unmarred from his touches.
"Are you alright, Kagome?" his deep voice broke through her risqué thoughts, and she blushed heavily as the remnant of her wild imagination lingered for another moment.
"Y-yes, I'm sorry," she mumbled, holding her position.
Sesshoumaru looked at her unconvinced, and she felt even more self-conscious than she already was. She felt grateful that he did not push further, nodding only briefly before he walked away and picked up his camera. "Alright, let's do this one more time."
She remained still as he shot her pose, switching on command, and slowly becoming more used to what he expected of her. As she grew more comfortable with the job, everything else melted away. She had forgotten about the assistants that bustled around, the hair stylist and cosmetic artists that were waiting, and everyone else that were part of this session. She was only aware of him and his eyes on her, and she found that thought alone excited her in unexplainable ways.
