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"You know … I don't believe that I have ever seen you move so quickly," Sesshomaru chuckled at the miko.

"I wouldn't be rushing if someone had put a normal amount of oil in my hair — not the WHOLE bottle!" Kagome stuck her tongue out at her demon lord as she desperately tried to rinse her hair.

Sesshomaru stood back and watched her comb furiously through her hair. He could sense her urgency. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't just as anxious to have her as she was to have him, but the sight before him was simply too comical to be frustrating. The motion of Kagome's hands through her hair were a blur under the water. Her frustration continued to grow so rapidly that Sesshomaru could almost taste her scent. He sighed and, with just a few strides through the water, swept Kagome up into his arms.

"Here. I fear you will turn to simply tearing your hair out if I don't intervene — and I do so love your hair." Sesshomaru smiled down on the miko in his arms. "Now, close your eyes and hold your breath."

"What?!"

"I'm going to dip your hair under the waterfall. The pressure of the water should be enough to clean any excess oil out of your hair."

Kagome's eyes widened as she looked up and saw that Sesshomaru had walked them straight to the waterfall. Making a small "o" of understanding with her mouth, she nodded her head and closed her eyes. Sesshomaru was careful to keep her head supported as the water cascaded over her.

Pulling her out from under the water, he ran a hand through her shining tresses. "Better?"

She moved her hands to her hair and smiled. "Better!"

Sesshomaru wasted no time getting them out of the water. He set her small feet down on the moist stones and, like a dog, shook the water off of himself. Kagome erupted into a fit of giggles.

"What is it that you find so amusing, little one?" Sesshomaru stepped closer to her. His eyes glazing over with lust as he drank in the sight of her glistening form.

Hearing the shift in his tone, Kagome looked up — all giggles freezing at the back of her teeth. His look had her pinned to the spot and all words were lost on her paralyzed tongue. Her mind could only form one word, "Want."

Sesshomaru smelled the peak in her arousal and, in one swift motion, grabbed the previously discarded Mokomoko, wrapped it around her, and swept her into his arms. She didn't have time to think as his lips came crashing down on hers and they floated into the air, wind rushing past them as Sesshomaru spirited them up the stairs.

. . .

Their lips crashed against one another madly as Kagome's back hit the bed. She moaned against him while his teeth grazed her jaw. The sound of her moans alone would have been enough to excite Sesshomaru, but her moans mixed in with her touch, the sweet smell of her skin, and the sight before him was almost too much to handle.

Sesshomaru moved his lips away and leaned back — his eyes greedily drinking in the vision before him. She lay amidst furs and silks, the textures blanketing her sides, both hiding and displaying her milky skin. Night had fallen and the moonlight danced across her erotic form. Her damp tresses splayed around her head, haloing her in raven ribbons. He sat over her, his strong legs straddling her supple hips and he reveled in the feeling of her rocking herself up to him — her body begging for his attentions. Her swollen lips were red as her tongue darted out to lick them. "Oh, the things I would have you do with that tongue," he mused to himself.

Her eyes locked onto his as she whispered his name. Her tone begging him, her hands running up his muscular thighs.

He lowered his face back down to hers, planting kisses from her lips to her jaw and up to her ear where he nibbled and kissed and whispered.

"Not yet, my Kagome. I plan to worship every last inch of you until your legs shake and you are hoarse from screaming my name. You may forget your name and even where you are. Then, when all you can do is mewl my name and beg me, then and only then, will I give you what you want and allow you to explore me."

Kagome gasped and quivered under him. Her mouth dry. She tried to swallow, tried to catch her breath, but all she could manage was a nod of her head. Their mouths met once again as Sesshomaru began his exploration.

He ran his hands up her sides, his claws grazing her skin. Her body shuddered at the delicate touch. Grasping her hands in his, he pinned her hands above her head and nudged her legs apart with his knees. She willingly complied as she closed her eyes and gave her body over to the sensation of her lover's touch.

She felt an ember burning within her as he nipped and nibbled her lips. Sesshomaru nibbled his way down the column of her neck. Sporadically, he would nip her a bit harder and then instantly soothe the skin with a lap of his tongue. He reveled in the way her scent would spike. Breathing in the deep, sharp smell of her arousal as it mingled with the crackling flares of pain. But it wasn't truly the scent of pain, rather, it was the fine line between pain and pleasure — the tight-rope of sexual and sensual "pain." She gasped and moaned and mewled as his nibbles and laps assaulted and assuaged her sweet skin.

Moving his head down further, he kissed her collar bones and chest. Her body bucked up against him in response, and his low rumbling growl of approval intertwined in the air with her own low moan. She felt her stomach drop with each tantalizing kiss and gasped when Sesshomaru nipped at her. Sesshomaru could smell her building need and seductively traced one claw down her quivering stomach.

She moaned in response.

His hands roamed her legs, the slope of her hips, the dipping plane of her stomach. He kissed and rubbed her heated skin. Exploring every last inch of her body with his hands and mouth.

She felt her world tightening, a tingling sensation sparked at her fingers and toes. Fighting against the overwhelming sensations, her body shivered and small whimpers escaped her lips. A sensation like that of a burning coil, tightened in her stomach.

"Don't hold it back." Sesshomaru commanded.

And with that, her world exploded. A simultaneous sensation of explosion and implosion tore through her - her body going momentarily numb. She shivered and her breaths came out ragged and hard. Sesshomaru kissed his way back to her mouth, placing a delicate and chaste kiss on her lips. She smiled up at him, her eyes hazy.

"How was that, little one?" His voice was deep and strained with lust.

She smiled and simply nodded, words far out of her grasp.

A/N: Some of you will notice that this chapter is significantly different than it once was. To remain within the available ratings on FFNet, I have modified this and the following chapters containing sexual scenes. For information on where to find the original and uncensored content, please visit my profile. Thank you for your understanding!