I'm taking it slow.
"Please" She whispered as her body shivered against his, her hands fisted in his clothes at his chest. He licked her neck, and she let out a long groan.
"Beg Miko," He said darkly,
He was sick, twisted. She knew he was a powerful demon, but she thought over the years he had changed, why the sudden change back? He yanks her head back to the other side.
"Please Sesshomaru," She said, wanting him to lick her again, to stop the pain.
His mouth with hot over her marks and he sucked, and she moaned, and before she could stop herself, she was pulling him closer to her. She closed her eyes; her eyes were switching back and forth from marble to fully red. Sesshomaru let go of her neck and then bit down on her shoulder, and she yelled out again, it burned. His claws pierced her waist, and she sucked in hot air which made her throat burn again.
Her blood was poping in his mouth. Her power was indeed great, he wondered did his taste the same to her? He licked her shoulder, and she loosened her hold on him. This was bad, the added pain was terrible.
But then he licked her collarbone and then the flesh at the top of her breast, she felt it instantly in her female area.
"Stop," She said, what was he doing?
He looked at her, and his eyes were bleeding red "What did you say?"
"What, what are you doing?"
He growled and moved quickly, he tossed her to the ground. His layers came undone, and she could see his chest. He moved and grabbed his sword and pointed it at her
"Perhaps you would like to feel this fang instead?"
She gulped, her eyes darted to the water.
"If you do it, I will kill you."
Then he slowly walked to her and yanked her up and put the fang on the back of her neck. All he had to do was cut, and she would be dead.
Slowly he moved that fang away, no he would slowly make her bleed out. It was too good.
He was called the killing perfectionist for a reason.