A/N: Happy birthday to me! My favorite dessert is key LIME pie, but I will take sour cream LEMON in a pinch😉

He closed the door to his room and turned back to her, "Would you lik-" she pulled him to her lips and kissed him hard. It was hungry and demanding, and he returned it in kind as his hands found her back.

She had been waiting for this since the moment she saw him at the wedding, and she couldn't restrain herself any further.

She had felt guilty during the vows; picturing him as he was the last time they were together, instead of listening to her friends profess their love. How good his hands felt on her body. What he did with his tongue, and his-

The sound of his armor hitting the floor pulled her from her thoughts.

She pulled his haori loose, and he broke the kiss to shrug it off his shoulders. She admired his lean but powerful form as she let her dress slide down her body to the floor.

He took in the sight she made, wearing only a matching purple lacey bra and panty set. He'd never seen anything like it before, and was dueling with himself with whether or not to remove it. The predator inside him was on full display.

She had no such qualms, reaching out to undo his hakama, but he grabbed her hands, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Was he putting a stop to it?

He tilted her chin up to him, "Nothing," and he kissed her again. This time, slowly and sweetly. When her eyes opened again, her vision was hazy. He kept his hold on her chin to keep her focus as he spoke.

"Before the celebration, This One had not lain with a female in... some time."

Where was he going with this?

"Could have fooled me," she smiled, and ran her hands up and down his cut torso. She had been replaying that night in her head all evening, but only just recalled discovering the stripes he usually kept hidden under white silk; and how sensitive they had been under her touch.

"A good-looking guy like you, I figured you would have made love to many females," it came out breathy, and she was pressing herself against him. He grabbed her wrist, drawing her attention back up from his body.

"This Sesshoumaru has fucked many, many females. He has never made love to one." His gaze was intense then, "I should like to attempt it."

"What? Right now?" he only nodded. She continued rubbing his chest and he put a hand on her hip, grabbing. "Before we fucked, This Kagome has made love. And fucked. She prefers fucking."

He knew she wasn't untouched before him. So what? Neither was he. Not by a longshot.

"When Inuyasha fucked you-"

"Inuyasha never fucked me."

"Whomever it was then. Did you prefer it to fucking This Sesshoumaru?" He pulled her against him to emphasize his language.

She smiled and answered honestly, "No."

"And this shall be no different. However I take you, your enjoyment is assured." She was tempted to roll her eyes at his hubris, but considered he was likely right. If last time was any indication...

He ran both of his hands down her backside, squeezing, as she ran her hands up the back of his neck. She felt his impressive erection throbbing between them.

"I wish to take my time with you this night. To savor. Slowly." He began kissing her neck as she bared it to him. "Have you anywhere to be?" This was an indulgence. Just to do it. Just because they could. There was nothing chasing them. Nothing to chase. It had never occurred to him to be so decadent, but once her dress hit the floor, he felt an urge.

She answered with a long, slow kiss of her own, and he lowered her on her back. He left her garments on, kissing and licking at the perimeters; he was a one-man army. Nipping, and sucking everywhere except where she desired it most. He was teasing her, but not in the way she had become accustomed to and loved. It was just as playful, however; touching only her exposed skin with his lips, and claws.

He caught the material at her hip in his teeth, testing its mettle by pulling the fabric back a few inches before letting it snap. She rewarded him by combing her fingers through his bangs to lightly tug and pull, mussing them adorably as she did so.

The proximity to her arousal was affecting him greatly, and when he could take no more, he finally removed them. He was unrushed...tortuous, but she loved it. It was almost like he was trying to memorize her body. To learn all its secrets.

He learned that it tickled her too much to linger on her abdomen, but he could devour her neck and throat to his heart's content. He learned not to bite too hard on her rosy nipples, but that she adored when he rubbed and squeezed the fat of her breasts.

The hardest lesson was perhaps how she begged him to continue as he grazed her pulse point with his fangs. The way they elongated and throbbed each time he drew near, and he had to hold back. Having to deny himself constantly to give her what she wanted, lest he do something he couldn't take back. Something instinct was demanding he do.

When he finally entered her, he went slow as well. Drawing out every pull, and sink back in. She could feel every inch of him, becoming very familiar with his person; with what it was doing to her. The firm, smooth head made way for his pulsating girth. The wetness it created allowed it to slide in easily despite the size. Every so often he would withdraw completely, so that he could recreate the wonderful pressure as he breached her gate. And each time he did, he earned a short but wonton moan that only served to provoke him further.

She was the first one to really know him like this, and in that moment probably knew him better than anyone had. The strength and power contained in his hard form was overwhelming. She knew what this body was capable of. The damage it could do; that he would use it as he was, focusing on her pleasure... Once again, she felt it was a waste of talent. But she wasn't about to stop him. No, she was encouraging him...egging him on. If he was content to spend all night worshipping her like this, she was more than inclined to let him.

As his eyes were bleeding red and his youki began to swell, she could tell he was nearing his end. Slick with sweat, he moved to pull himself from her, but she stopped him. "Cum inside me," she demanded. Uncertainty crossed his beautiful features, "But..."

"It's okay...mmn...Future medicine...uhn...I won't conceive." She explained between thrusts. She wondered if he would trust her. Certainly, there were numerous demon bitches who would pull tricks to bear the heir to the Western Lands. She got her answer when he leaned forward, covering her as he thrust deeply. She felt his hot breath heavy on her neck as came, spilling his seed deep within her.

His orgasm was powerful. He had longed to release inside her, and that he was able to...combined with the long lovemaking session, it was too much. He relaxed on top of her, and she cradled his head in her hands. Fingers moistened at the touch of his silver strands; now damp in a way she hadn't ever recalled on any battlefield. Once the aftershocks wore off, he raised his head to look at her a moment, and kissed her.

A/N: Thanks again for the reviews, guys! I'm really happy with how the next few chapters came out, and they might be my favorites so far...so stay tuned!