His arm settles around the small of her back, his claws lazily tracing over her hip.
"Is this okay?" Her voice is uncertain, but Kagome can already feel herself relaxing into him.
Sesshoumaru chuckles, the deep sound resonating from within his chest. "Yes." His expression softens a bit. "You do not need to be so worried."
She purses her lips. "I don't want you to think I'm brazen."
"For youkai it is not uncommon to lie with one's intended or share intimacy." He brushes an errant stand of hair from her eyes, and his voice quiets. "This is welcome, Miko."
