Warning: Lil bit of smut
Prompt: a kiss on a pec/breast
She felt attuned to him on a subatomic level. That was how Kagome knew when Sesshoumaru wanted to be on top.
It was there in his firm, heavy hands and unyielding weight, not letting her budge beneath him. Both wrists were pinned above her head, a single hand keeping them in place within a steel grip. Somewhere between kissing and caressing- Sesshoumaru had disrobed. Blue eyes greedily drank him in all over again, as if it had been two years instead of two weeks since she'd last seen such a glorious sight.
His shoulders were broad, waist tapered- defined with sinuous, rippling muscles that should have been entirely illegal when combined with bold magenta stripes cutting sharply over his hips.
Sesshoumaru's lips skimmed hers elusively before leaning down to take a shirt button between his teeth, fulling intent on ripping it off.
"Hey! This is a new shirt," Kagome squirmed. "Don't ruin it, I'm trying out a new look."
Sesshoumaru tsked, drawing a sinful tongue out to leave a slick trail across her collarbone to her neck. "Hn, reminiscent of priestess robes."
"You noticed! Yeah, that way villagers should still recognise what I can do for them without hopefully comparing me to Ki-"
Sesshoumaru sank sharp teeth into her neck in a hard bite. Kagome cut off abruptly, crying out, back arching off the furs. He eased up to lick languidly at the wound while she panted. "We agreed never to bring her name into this place. That rule still stands."
"I'm not-" she caught her breath. "I wasn't-"
"There are better names to be calling out right now," he purred, using a freehand to pop open the buttons of her shirt, tugging her bra up. He gifted her with an affectionate kiss on her exposed nipple, which hardened.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Oh, Sesshoumaru!"
"I could do without the sarcasm."
She giggled and helpfully raised herself when Sesshoumaru reached beneath her to unclasp her bra, doing so with a practised hand. She then lifted her hips as he grasped her skinny jeans and played possum when the job required both of his hands. Sesshoumaru growled, wrestling the constricting material down her legs.
"These are going to prove troublesome."
"Kinda agree," Kagome sighed, keeping her wrists helpfully above her head. "Oh well, they look nice."
"Looking nice and being practical are two different things."
She snorted. "Are you seriously lecturing me, Mr armour tassels?"
Sesshoumaru nipped her thigh, finally discarding the red jeans in favour of licking and sucking a slick trail to her panties. Kagome shivered with delight. Demonic eyes darkened, and the teasing air abruptly changed back to how it had been before, charged with heat.
"You are mine now," he uttered, pulling lacy panties down. White. Sesshoumaru smirked with amusement, sliding them down toned legs and kissing around her core without finding the right mark. Kagome twisted and whined, lifting her wrists- only to feel them be yanked tight together pressed down again.
Silver hair hung down like a gossamer curtain, cutting off the rest of the cave so only Sesshoumaru was left to her hungry gaze. A green energy whip now coiled around her wrists. It felt warm, like hovering a hand over a hot stove, yet not painful. His nose brushed hers, firm fingers with blunt nails finding her clit and rubbing the bundle of nerves. Kagome mewled, their breaths intermingling. She drew out a tongue to lick his bottom lip, nipping it.
The demon lord rumbled a quiet chuckle. "You call those teeth?" two fingers pried inside her, giving a hard pump. "Allow me to remind you what fangs feel like."
Gasping as the digits were removed- Kagome yelped when a tongue replaced them. The demon scraped the hard points of his canines over her slick sex, making her jolt and shiver like a livewire. Soon enough he was indulging himself between her thighs, sucking and panting hot puffs of air. His tongue lapped and strayed, licking a trail over her clit before disappearing back inside glistening folds to curl and tease.
Kagome became a mess, barely coherent. She strained in his hold, bucking her hips needily and lifting her hips against his mouth to try and ride his tongue. He pulled back provokingly.
"Please!" she half sobbed, half snarled.
Sesshoumaru nipped her navel, before shifting up with a dusty chuckle. He then lifted her hips and as simple as breathing- tilted them up, aligning his cock with her entrance and sliding in slowly.
Kagome's legs parted in order to try and accommodate him, thighs spreading wider. A keening sound slipped past her lips until her lover lay locked inside her once more. Golden eyes slid shut, and Sesshoumaru steadied himself. "For a moment I truly thought you wanted to dissolve this bond...and I mourned the idea of never feeling the tight heat of you again," he said quietly, brushing dark hair back from her face. "Never seeing that depraved expression upon one so fair and earnest."
Blushing and panting, she twisted and kissed the skin of his arm, since it was all that was in reach. "We never have to part ways, Sesshoumaru. Don't think about that stuff."
Glowing eyes gentled, and shifting down, their lips met. He then started moving for real. Lean hips moved, undulating with hers, and Kagome allowed herself to be pliant, twisted and turned as he pleased. She'd have her time. This was his. The miko didn't even mind when Sesshoumaru flipped her over to land roughly on her stomach, ass perked up as he slammed back inside her clenching, dripping sex from behind. Guttural growling filled their cave, the walls having no doubt absorbed every kind of noise the pair could make.
"Mine. Mine. Mine-" he punctuated each word with a thrust. All Kagome could do was cry out and hazily murmur a string of acknowledgements as she was jolted and fucked like a ragdoll. Yes, she was his- she always would be if he let her. Completion rolled in like a cresting wave then, and she screamed hoarsely.
It was like being bathed in fire. Her entire body, every vein, every nerve- even her very atoms burned with him. The skin touching hers felt seared against her frame like a mould. She'd always remember the shape of him against her- inside and out.
Ragged breaths fanned into her hair, and Kagome shifted on her elbows, shifting slick thighs while her bound wrists ached. Sesshoumaru panted behind her, red eyes gleaming possessively.
Her toes curled, and she sighed with contentment, a mischievous expression coming to her face. "Maybe we could stay for round two..."
"Hn," Sesshoumaru snorted, dissolving the whip and licking the shell of her ear. "You are incorrigible, miko."
Kagome grinned, sliding her arms around him to anchor the demon close again.
"Oh absolutely."