Love and Pleasure – Chapter 8
Fiery Connections
This story is over 10 pages long, so it is one of my longer ones. I hope you like it! I enjoyed writing it because you meet someone new. :) Enjoy,
xoxoTiff
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Niito knocked loudly on the door to Sesshoumaru's study and we waited. After a moment he said, "Come in."
Niito opened the door and led me in, shutting the door behind us. Sesshoumaru was standing at the open balcony doors, looking back over his shoulder at us. I let my arm slide from Niito's and walked closer to Sesshoumaru. I smiled and bowed my head slightly.
"How has your afternoon been, milord?" I asked, moving closer to look out the window to see the view. It was of the group of men fighting below and then the forests in the distance.
"Uneventful," He answered simply, moving away to sit at his desk.
"All the preparations for tomorrow night have been made, milord," Niito informed him, moving to sit in front of the desk.
"Good." Such mighty one word responses…
"Would you like details?" Niito asked.
"Yes, all of them," Sesshoumaru replied with a brief nod.
I walked to the desk, slowly, and made sure to meet Sesshoumaru's eyes full on before looking down bashfully. I let my hips sway and reached up to take his quill pen out of my hair so it would fall against my back. I walked wide around the desk and finally came to stand behind him, pressing my breasts against his back as I reached over him to set the quill pen on his desk. I pulled back and let my lips brush against his neck over the mark I made before standing straight.
As Niito began to speak I started brushing through Sesshoumaru's hair slowly. "I will be the main guard for you, milord, and Nijito will be the main guard for Asami-san," He started. "Akihiko will also be guarding you, milord, and I will have Koufuu-san with Asami-san." He seemed to think about something but then disregarded whatever it was and continued on. "The names of the three other guards on each of you aren't important. They'll be posted along the entrances."
"Who is the priority tomorrow evening?" Sesshoumaru asked nonchalantly.
Niito heard the subtle intensity though and didn't answer immediately, thinking through his response. "Asami-san is the priority. No one would dare attack you for any reason, but if Lord Bunmei or one of his commanders could perhaps get Asami-san alone, they would repay her for her betrayals, or try to sway her in some way to join them," Niito answered and seemed satisfied with his choice of words.
Sesshoumaru granted him with the slightest bow of his head. "I agree, Niito, but then why did you choose Akihiko for my guard, and not Asami's? You think more of him than Koufuu."
Niito frowned and shifted ever so slightly. "Akihiko did not prove to me he would be able to focus enough."
"You are punishing him for his lack of focus?" I listened to them talk and let my hands slide down to Sesshoumaru's shoulders, massaging gently.
"It is a punishment, but that was not my reasoning. The way he acted… I believe it would only aggravate you if he were to guard Asami with my brother," Niito explained.
Sesshoumaru stiffened but if I hadn't had my hands on him I wouldn't have noticed. "How, exactly, did he behave?"
I answered before Niito, sparing him having to explain. "He didn't know who I was and so, at first, he attempted to impress me with his subtle powers," I laughed it off so he wouldn't take it too seriously.
Sesshoumaru nodded and then motioned for Niito to continue.
"We will request to stay in Bunmei's conjoined room for guests. The first room you can get to from the hallway, and it is more like a sitting a room. The guards will have shifts and all 10 of us will be in the room. There is a door in the room leading to a large bedroom that you can only get to from that sitting room. It will be easy to guard you that way."
Sesshoumaru inclined his head towards me. "Where is the room relative to Bunmei's room?" I asked, glancing at Niito.
"It is on the same floor. Bunmei likes to keep his guests close so he can make sure they don't go wandering about in the middle of the night." Niito looked confused but wouldn't ask. Obviously if Sesshoumaru wanted him to know, he would have already divulged the reasoning.
Sesshoumaru had his head turned to glance up at me and I gave him a small nod. He turned back to Niito and nodded at him. "Are there any other details?"
"No, milord." Niito was barely scowling, but it was obvious he was upset.
"Then you are dismissed," Sesshoumaru leaned forward to write on a couple pieces of parchment. Niito stood, flicked a small glance to me, and then walked out.
"He is upset you won't tell him why we are staying and why the location of the room matters," I mentioned, pulling all his hair together and twisting it securely.
"It is not necessary for him to know," Sesshoumaru replied, leaning back from the desk.
I rested my cheek against his and pulled his hair tight to the side, his neck bare and stretched taut. I ran just the tip of my tongue up the expanse of neck slowly. When I reached his ear I pressed my lips around the earlobe and sucked softly.
"What did Akihiko really do?" He whispered and I frowned.
"Do you really care?" I let my tongue slide even slower back down his neck.
"If he should be punished, I need to know," He didn't even react to my touch. He had such fine control. I sighed and moved to the chairs in front of the desk. He watched, waiting, patient and impatient all at the same time.
"I believe he is being punished enough by Toto-kun," I answered, using Niito's nickname as a way to change the subject. I had the impression that Sesshoumaru's punishments weren't merciful.
He stared at me for a moment before speaking. "How do you see him as being punished?" I wanted to scowl but I kept my expression indifferent as I responded.
"Toto-kun will not have Akihiko-san as one of my guards because he failed the test. It will harm his ego, not too much, but enough that he will learn his lesson. That is the ultimate punishment for a man," I explained.
He thought for a few moments again and it almost looked like he was fighting a smile, but I could never tell with him, him being so mysterious.
"What?" I finally asked when he didn't respond and just continued staring at me.
"For every response you give me, I think of two questions to ask you. I constantly have to reorder my questions according to importance," He answered.
"I see. Well, take all the time you need to sort out the priority questions." I gave him an amused smile, waiting patiently.
"What was the test he failed in your opinion?"
"Controlling his reactions when meeting me," I said it like it was the obvious answer.
"How did he fail the test?" He asked his original question with new wording.
"He used his wind powers to caress me." Straightforward, no blinking. Maybe if I showed him how little it affected me, he would banish the thought of more punishment.
"Why don't you think death to be the ultimate punishment?"
"Death is not a punishment. It is a quick merciful judgment. Torturing someone to death, that is a punishment, but simple death, not at all." I wondered briefly if there were certain answers he was looking for, or if he just was asking my particular views.
"What is the ultimate punishment for a woman?"
I smiled softly. "Killing those she loves."
He considered that for a moment and then nodded, seeming to accept that.
"Why do you have a nickname for Niito?" He asked and the question had a sense of finality to it.
"Will this be your last question?"
He considered again, only for a moment. "Possibly. Unless you lead me to think of another."
"Why is this, the least important question?" I watched his expression carefully for any minute changes, but nothing shifted.
"You brought it up to change the subject; therefore it wasn't more serious than the circumstance with Akihiko, so I moved it down my list." He had noticed, of course.
"I offered him friendship. He accepted and asked me what my friends called me. I answered, and asked what his friends called him. He told me he had no friends and so I created a nickname for him."
"What made you offer him friendship?" He was watching me closely, thinking perhaps I might give some secret away in my eyes.
"He is pleasant, he explains things superbly, he's thoughtful, powerful; why wouldn't I offer him friendship?" I shrugged slightly, smiling.
"Have you made offers of friendship to anyone else?" This was not an idle question.
I grinned though, shaking my head. "No, no one else, which disappointed Nijito-san."
"What do your friends call you?" I wondered if this would be the last round of questions. It was so odd hearing him talk so excessively.
"Mi-chan or Asami." I wondered absentmindedly if he had any friends and what they would call him. Though I would never voice them aloud, I began coming up with nicknames for Sesshoumaru in my head.
"Why have you not offered me friendship? Am I not worthy as Niito is?" There was the slightest thread of anger, which amused me.
"Not at all. You are my lord, if you want something, you can have it." I was confused slightly. If he wanted something, he would take it. Why was he asking this?
"Do you know what I want?" There was the slightest lifting at the corner of his mouth, fighting a smirk probably.
"I have yet to figure you out, but I will. I have two theories. Either you just want a bed partner and you've just been indulging me with everything else, or you want companionship with sex. Or maybe you don't even know what you want, but that doesn't seem likely. You are a man that knows," I paused and looked down then glanced up from underneath my lashes, "exactly what he wants."
"Your theories are adequate." He didn't say anything else, just that.
I stood up, stretching, and walked to the balcony doors, standing by them but not stepping outside. I let my eyes glide over the distant fields, the men in different pairings, still fighting. I turned to look over my shoulder at Sesshoumaru. He was bent over his desk, hair falling over one shoulder.
"Sesshoumaru-sama?" I walked back to the desk, letting my fingers trail over the edge of the desk.
He made a sound low in his throat for me to continue.
"Why didn't you force Niito-san to be on my guard? Didn't you want him to be on my detail originally? I didn't think you gave in to people so easily." I grinned, waiting for the response I expected him to give.
Without looking up, he responded, "I've given into everything you want…" He said it almost bitterly. "Maybe I give into everyone as I have you."
I laughed softly. "You're only giving into what I've asked for because you're waiting to see if I am really worth everything. If I am doing a good job, then you'll allow me to do what I need to do, but if you began to be unhappy you would probably begin to tell me 'No'."
He considered briefly but didn't actually say 'yes' or 'no'. "I allowed Niito to be on my guard because if I had forced him to be on yours he would not be able to help but put some of his attention on me. He is quite loyal. With Nijito, at least I'll be sure he will be focused on you."
I stared at him, almost startled. When I didn't respond he glanced up and when he saw my subtly surprised expression he sat up straighter to give me the full force of his eyes. "What are you thinking?"
"I hadn't realized you had the capabilities I recognized in Niito-san, to be able to explain so thoroughly and fully." I commented, wiping my face of the surprised look.
He barely scowled before returning to doing what he was working on. I think I had offended him and I almost laughed at the thought but held back and walked past the chairs and into the middle of the study. I kept my back to him and began to move my hips from side to side, slowly. I rested my hands on top of my head, simply swaying my body back and forth for now.
My hands slid slowly through my hair and once I reached the tips I stretched my arms up high and rose to my tip toes. I let my whole body extend, as if I were reaching for the heavens and kept on stretching, kept on reaching. I held myself still and then returned to both feet and let my arms dangle loosely. My whole body felt loose, light, limber, and flexible, like I could fly if I tried.
I stretched my right hand all the way out to my side and closed my eyes, breathing in deeply and bringing all my focus into the center of my being. I could feel the sparks at the end of my fingers and I let them become small flames until each finger of my right hand had a small flame at the tip.
I stretched out my left hand this time and went through the same process until each finger on that hand had a small flame. I took another deep breath, smiling, eyes lightly shut, and began to dance, slow, sensual. I let music fill my mind and twirled my body, swayed my hips, danced in a small graceful circle, staying on my tip toes. I made sure each movement was liquid, grace, and seductive all wrapped up.
I let a small, relaxed smile work its way onto my face. I always enjoyed dancing. It was a small kind of release for me, a release of worked up energy and negative thoughts. It was helpful to my soul basically. I began to let fire move around me here and there, small lines of fire following wherever my hands moved to.
There was a sharp rapping on the door and I stopped mid-motion, letting my eyes open slowly, as if waking from a deep sleep. Sesshoumaru was leaning back in his chair, eyes focused on me. I smiled languorously, feeling sleep and dreamy. I wondered how long he had been watching, but of course I didn't ask.
I moved slowly around the desk and slid to my knees in front of him, resting my head on his legs, nuzzling my chin against his muscled thighs. He let his hand rest on my head, petting slowly through my hair.
"Come in," Sesshoumaru called out and the door opened immediately.
"Good evening Lord Sesshoumaru. It's good to see you again," A male voice, deep.
"Masaharu-san," I was laying the side of my head on his thigh and was able to look up at Sesshoumaru, watching him nod slightly and lift his free hand to motion at the chairs.
"I do not mean to be rude, but should we not be alone before beginning to discuss matters?"
"My lord?" I whispered, sitting up to look fully up at him, tilting my head.
"You may introduce yourself Asami; he is of the Northern lands," He instructed but that didn't give me much to go on.
"How would you like me to introduce myself, milord?" I inquired.
"Regard him as you regard Niito. They are similar," He informed me and I smiled, bowing my head to the side delicately.
"Lord Sesshoumaru?" The man, Masaharu, was confused.
I stood lithely and straightened my kimono to perfection before turning from Sesshoumaru to offer a smile to the guest. He had pale blonde hair that was braided and was placed over his should, running along his chest and to his stomach. His hair must have been as long as Sesshoumaru's. It was obvious under his black and blue garb that he was muscled and just his bare neck showed strength and masculinity.
He was very male, not even the hair could cause him to have a feminine appeal. Though he was sitting, I could tell that he was a few inches shorter than Sesshoumaru. He had two beautifully crafted swords at one side and what looked like a whip curled up on his other side.
My assessment took less than a second and I bowed low. When I stood straight again, I began to speak. "It is pleasure to meet you, Masaharu-san, of the Northern lands. I am Asami." I moved to curl up on Sesshoumaru's lap, something that I knew he would enjoy, because it showed Masaharu that I was willing and loyal to him, and also it was comfortable for me.
"A pleasure to meet you as well milady, and I assure you I mean no offense to you when I ask the follow. Lord, I must ask, in the interests of my master, who is the lady and must she sit in on this meeting?" Masaharu was utterly respectful and spoke in an even manner, never letting his emotions overcome him. He was incredible hard to read but I could see how Sesshoumaru saw him and Niito as similar.
"Asami is my newest companion," Sesshoumaru offered as a simply answer and I kept quiet, wondering what exactly he was thinking. It almost seemed as if he was expecting certain responses, like he was testing Masaharu, though I wasn't sure why.
Masaharu straightened up; his head tilted ever so slightly, like he could sense the test, and he wasn't sure what Sesshoumaru was doing either.
After a moment Masaharu responded, "If she is in your confidences, then I will not argue her presence. If you trust her, so shall I, and so shall my master." The words were formal, but didn't hold any actual sincerity. He would say he trusted me, but I would have to actually prove myself to him to gain his heart-felt trust.
Sesshoumaru nodded at him and Masaharu smiled. "I haven't been in your forces for numerous years, and yet you still test me. Does that so discreet nod mean I passed the test?" He knew Sesshoumaru very well, it seemed.
I stared at Sesshoumaru, studying his expression. There was the barest up-turning of his lips, and being so close I could see the beginnings of the smile that he controlled so fully.
"Asami is actually my new companion, I didn't lie about that," Sesshoumaru informed him.
"I didn't think you had lied, milord. I simply do not believe that to be all she is," Masaharu wagged his finger at Sesshoumaru, and it was such a friendly thing to do that I wondered if perhaps they were friends, or had been at one time. I had wondered earlier if Sesshoumaru had friends, and what they might call him. Was this my answer?
"Are you sure you do not know what she is?" It was so obviously another test.
Masaharu shifted his gaze to me, giving me the full weight of his ocean blue eyes. "She is full dog youkai, young," he paused, licked his lips, "sweet. I do not smell anything strange." He looked frustrated now.
"Asami?" Sesshoumaru glanced to me and I tilted my head, still confused by this odd behavior of his. I nodded and then looked to Masaharu, flinging myself and my senses, all of them, wide open.
I breathed in deep. He smelled of sweat, grass, and he also smelled sweet. He stopped at sweet for me, because I was a woman, but for him I went further. I stood and Sesshoumaru allowed me to. I walked around the desk and the closer I got to him the stronger the scent of ash got. I leaned forward, just to confirm what I now knew, and rubbed my mouth and nose back and forth against his neck and I could feel the heat just under the skin, waiting to be released.
I had never been this close to a fire elemental, not when I was this strong and controlled. I had still be a novice when I was around Junpei. This was different, more, heavy with heat. It was as if, with my senses this open, his very essence and power was pouring over me. I had a fleeting, errant thought that with both our senses wide open, the sex would be something to die for, or close to it.
"Asami." Sesshoumaru's voice was low, no emotion.
"He is a fire elemental, milord." I said softly, moving away from him and back to Sesshoumaru. I sank gently to his lap, curling tighter against him and nuzzling my whole face against his shoulder and chest, burying myself with his scent.
When I was free, for the most part of Masaharu's scent, I looked back to him and saw his eyes were drowning in red, mouth parted. He was aroused and that made me bashful, though I was usually nothing close to shy. I had never realized that type of reaction, that type of connection, was possible between elementals. You had to have the same element though, definitely.
The door opened at that moment and Niito stepped in with Nijito following close behind. "Masaharu-san, I heard you were here. It's great to see you again," Niito said, smiling.
Masaharu turned to him slowly, his face still so filled with lust and power and desire. I could still feel his heat, like it was calling out to me. If we touched again, what would it feel like?
"Uh, Masaharu?" Nijito looked shocked and was looking at my expression, which I imagined had remnants of the lust and power, and then Sesshoumaru's expression, which I wasn't sure about. Angry or annoyed probably.
Niito looked disappointed for a moment and I immediately knew why. He was seeing Masaharu show lust around me and was assuming he couldn't control himself, but that wasn't the case. He had been in such fine control, and had refused to let his control go, otherwise he would have known what I was immediately.
"To-kun," I shortened his nickname, made it not so childish, and he turned to me, "You're wrong," I whispered, but he heard me. He made a vague motion to Masaharu and simply shrugged.
Nijito frowned, looking from his brother to me. "What, do you read each other's minds now that you're all friendly?"
"Nijito, quiet," Niito demanded, reprimanding his brother. He then looked to me. "What happened?"
I couldn't respond though because I felt Masaharu turning back to me and I stared into his eyes. I was speechless, just watching him, feeling him, without even touching him.
"Please, stop this. Whatever you are doing, milady, stop," Masaharu whispered, and there was such longing in his voice that I parted my lips as if to taste that longing, that need.
Niito was all of a sudden right by me and snapping his fingers in front of my fact. "What's going on?" He looked to Sesshoumaru and I felt him shrug.
"I asked her to find out what he was. She breathed, moved closer to him, sniffed him, and answered. Then they were both all of a sudden consumed," Sesshoumaru explained briefly.
"Please, milady, stop." Masaharu sounded firmer now, trying to bring himself back from whatever was wrong.
"I'm not doing anything." I was confused, what was he talking about?
"You're pulling on my energy, but you're feeding me your energy at the same time. Please, stop, now."
I focused and I could suddenly feel what he was explaining. I closed off all of my senses and breathed in deep a couple of times, feeling much better immediately. Masaharu shuddered and took a few deep breaths himself and then all of a sudden he was in control, his emotions tucked away, not a trace of lust on his face or in his eyes.
Niito smiled slightly and bowed slightly. "I thank you for making me wait out my final judgment," He whispered and Sesshoumaru's eyes showed he was wondering what he was talking about.
Niito and Nijito took their seats and Masaharu was now composed enough to greet them both. "Now, if we may get this meeting started… Asami-san is a strong fire elemental, and your new companion Lord Sesshoumaru, therefore I will not argue her presence. I would like to get this meeting over and done with so I may leave and return to my lands."
"I thought that it being so late, you would stay over and simply accompany us tomorrow to the ball where you could meet up with your master." Sesshoumaru commented idly, relaxing against the back of his chair and resting his hands on my thighs. He let one hand slide under the kimono so he could touch bare skin.
"I had intended to do that, milord, but I have changed my mind. I need to be far away from her power. My defenses feel shaky. I feel that if she tried, she could penetrate them again and I would be hers for whatever she wished. I do not enjoy the thought of anyone having that power over me." He explained hastily.
"I don't think you should worry about that, Masaharu. She seemed as much under your sway as you hers. She was so enraptured by you. Her defenses are simply stronger than yours. As long as she keeps herself closed off, you both will be fine." Niito seemed absolutely positive.
"How do you know, To-kun?" I rested my head against Sesshoumaru's shoulder, rubbing my cheek against his neck.
"My brother and I have a connection, similar and not so similar to the one you both seemed to have. Our connection allows us to sense each other's emotions and thoughts, unless we are shielding our senses against each other, then we feel nothing. It makes battle go swiftly for us. Ours is obviously not as sexual as yours, but I think that is because of the different elements." Again, he was utterly confident in his words.
"I never knew anything like that was possible," I said, frowning. I was annoyed that I had never heard of anything like this.
"It's rare. It has to occur between two powerful elementals, of the same element. It doesn't sound rare, but it is." Nijito answered this time.
"Enough." Sesshoumaru's tone was firm. "Masaharu, discuss what you came here to discuss, then you may leave for your lands."
Masaharu pulled a scroll out of his top and stood, passing it to Sesshoumaru.
"Everything you and Ouji-sama discussed and agreed upon has been written up formally. The treaty will be for 2 years, unless personal insult is given to either you or him. The treaty will be kept secret, used to advantage when needed. At least half the forces will be sent to either lands if under attack and finally, the use of soldiers, not commanders or companions, with elemental powers will be sent immediately to either land if under attack."
Niito smiled. "Companions aren't actually forbidden against, right? You just added that on now as an afterthought?"
Masaharu nodded. "It is clear Sesshoumaru-sama would not seen the lady to a war that wasn't actually his own, and if Ouji-sama had a companion such as her, he would agree. I am confident he will not mind adding that companions cannot be sent."
Sesshoumaru seemed to move quickly and efficiently, as he moved his chair closer to his desk without ever moving me from his lap, sitting up and leaning forwards over his desk. So strong… he was so very strong. I actually bit my lip and swallowed my reaction.
He read the writing on the parchment carefully and swiftly and then signed the very bottom. He rolled it back up and returning it to Masaharu who stood, sliding it back in his top and bowing low.
"I ask that you not inform anyone of Asami's strength." Sesshoumaru commented indifferently.
"Anyone?" Masaharu confirmed.
"Correct." Sesshoumaru just stared at him.
"I understand," Masaharu answered and then moved towards the door. "I am sorry we didn't get a chance to talk, Niito. We will at the ball, I assure you."
"Of course, Masaharu." Niito smiled slightly and nodded. Masaharu left and I stood up and stretched, feeling comforted with him not being so close anymore.
"So who is he? You, and even Sesshoumaru-sama, acted different around him." I addressed Niito and after stretching all my limbs I sat back in Sesshoumaru's lap, snuggling tight against his body and placing his hand back inside my kimono on my thigh. He let his fingers move back and forth absent-mindedly.
"He used to be a commander here. He's very strong, controlled." Niito looked to Sesshoumaru, a question in his eyes. Sesshoumaru nodded briefly. "Years ago it was decided he would do more good with Ouji-sama, the Lord of the Northern lands. He could gain confidences much easier, especially those who are enemies to Lord Sesshoumaru. Ouji-sama agreed to a trade. He got Masaharu, a strong commander and elemental, and Sesshoumaru-sama received Ouji-sama's support, which means a lot. Ouji-sama's forces are strong and he has a level five water elemental." I was still surprised every time he explaining something to me. He was absolutely amazing at explaining anything.
"So, where does his loyalty lie?" I asked.
"With Lord Sesshoumaru, but Ouji-sama believes otherwise, although I am sure he suspects. We are not after Ouji-sama though, and with this lengthy treaty, it wouldn't matter too much if he knew Masaharu's true purpose." Niito shrugged it off and stood, Nijito following suit.
"What level is he?" I didn't think he could be a 1 or 2, but I couldn't decide if he was a 3 or 4. There was no way he was stronger than me. I felt it when we had that connection earlier.
"He is a level 3, no more. He may gain power in the future, but right now he is focusing on his control of his power and senses, not on increasing his power."
I didn't like his answer. I bit my lip, worried.
Niito frowned. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing, I didn't feel well for a moment." I smiled at him, reassured him, and he nodded, accepting that and moving to the door.
"Goodnight Sesshoumaru-sama, Mi-chan," Niito bowed and Nijito seconded his goodbyes. They both left and I sighed.
"I expect you will tell me what is actually wrong?" Sesshoumaru whispered next to my ear, breathing against the sensitive skin along my neck.
"I am worried about how I will behave when I see Junpei. If power makes this sort of thing stronger, and if because I am a fire elemental, the connection will be full of lust and heat, I am worried." I explained in a whisper. "I will have to keep my defenses in place, and that means I will not be able to breathe my power along anyone, or maybe I will just have to be much more focused, and then I will be able to do it."
"Practice tomorrow before we leave with Niito. I don't care if everyone knows you're powerful or not. I do care, however, about you possibly reacting worse than you reacted with Masaharu." Sesshoumaru's voice was barely above a whisper as he let his lips move back and forth along my neck.
I nodded and stood, reaching my hand down to him. "Let us bathe and then retire to your room." I gave him a small smile and he stood, wrapping his hand around my small, more fragile-looking one.
"My room?" His eyes filled with heat and I grinned.
"Yes… I want to go to sleep rubbing my naked body against yours," I whispered playfully and he just scowled. He wasn't sure if I was talking about sex, or simply what I said, sleeping.
"Sleep?" He asked.
"Yes… eventually. I suppose we'll have to go upstairs to see where things go…" I pulled on his hand and eventually he gave in and followed me upstairs. I honestly wasn't sure myself whether I would let him take me tonight, or wait and let it all just build up for tomorrow night at Bunmei's. Choices, choices…
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and all of the OCs are my own creation.
I hope you liked it. The next chapter should be out soon. :)
xoxoTiff