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This chapter is sexual in nature and not intended for minors.

Sesshomaru nestled himself between Kagome's creamy thighs. He inhaled deeply and reveled in her heady scent. He could sense her anticipation as he trailed one lone claw up the inside of her thigh. He repeated the process again and again, each time apply just a little more pressure. He watched her arousal grow, her body radiating heat. Tiny pleading mewls poured continually from her lips — still swollen from pleasuring her lover.

He brought his mouth down and lightly nipped and nibbled the path where his claws once grazed. He felt the miko shiver in anticipation. Slowly, he brought his hand close, but pulled away time and time again.

"You are so mean."

Sesshomaru pulled his finger away and eased up Kagome's body. He stretched out beside her, one hand supporting his head while the other lightly traced shapes on her skin. "What was that, little one?" She shivered again under his touch and stuck her bottom lip out in protest.

"I said that you are so mean." The miko pouted.

Sesshomaru's eyes gleamed devilishly and a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Whatever makes you say such a thing?"

His fingers drifted across her skin - one moment it was his skin and then next his claws tracing over her. She gasped at the roughness and reveled in the bolt of arousal that shot through her body. Sesshomaru's smirk widened and he repeated the process. Kagome felt the touch of his finger as it traveled. When his claws scraped against the soft skin, she let out a throaty moan. His touch was like fire, putting every nerve on end.

Lowering his head to her ear, he took her lobe between his fangs and nipped at her flesh. She shivered again as his hot breath tickled her neck.

"Would someone who was mean be making you feel this way? Would they worship every curve of your body, the slight pout of your lips? Would they lose themselves in the sight of you and desire your satisfaction above all else?" His voice was gravelly. The strain of keeping his lust in control apparent with each syllable.

Kagome turned her head to the side to meet his golden gaze. She took a deep shaking breath. "You're mean because of the way you tease me. You have Mokomoko holding me down so I can't touch you, I can't pull at your hair and run my nails down your back. I can't pull you against me and writhe under your touch." She let out an exasperated sigh, her chest heaving with both arousal and sexual frustration.

Sesshomaru's eyes danced with laughter as he let out a small chuckle. "So you can tease, but cannot be teased? How interesting. You do know the saying, do you not? Patience is a virtue, so they say, and I intend to take my time with you." Mokomoko tightened around her, holding her arms, wrists, legs, and ankles a little more taut. Her eyes widened and she gasped. "Oh, and Kagome…" he grazed her skin with his deadly claws and lowered his mouth to her neck. "I believe you enjoy being teased far more than you let on. So do enjoy this." He punctuated the command with a nip to her neck. Her body shook against his touch and he chuckled again as he made his way back down her body.

He brushed his fingers over her - only touching the very ends of the fine hairs covering her body. He was a daiyoukai on a mission, and that mission was to tease her to the very edges of her senses.

His gentle patterns had her straining against Mokomoko, desperately seeking more pressure. Mewls of protest and frustration filled the air but, despite her attempts, Sesshomaru kept his touch the same. It would have been soothing had it not been so tempting. Finally, Kagome went limp. She no longer pulled against her restraints, she no longer thrashed and sought the touch she so desperately wanted, she no longer whined and mewled. Exhaustion and defeat washed over her, making her jelly in her lover's hands.

Slowly, Sesshomaru silently counted down from 10. When he reached zero, gave her what she wanted. She gasped at the highly desired sensation and he let out a low growl, fighting against his inner beast — taking his time and not having his way with her then and there.

He watched her face as he touched her. Intense pleasure eased over her features as she let him pleasure her at his pace. The pleasure washing through her quickly replaced the feeling of exhaustion and frustration that had been there previously. Her mouth hung open slightly, shaky breaths sending tremors through her body. She panted, devoting herself to the pure sensation of bliss that his hands and mouth were creating.

She gasped and even Mokomoko could barely restrain her as pleasure took hold of her. Her breath became ragged and sharp, her body tightening. The ends of Mokomoko snaked up the sides of her body and brushed against her. The soft fur on her sensitive skin mixed with her lover's furious and skilled attack had her body climbing. She could feel her heartbeat in every hair. She could tell she was close and right as her pleasure began to crest, he stopped.

Her eyes flew open in surprise and her body desperately tried to cling to her rapidly receding orgasm. "Why…?" She breathed the word out, protest and disappointment heavy in her voice. Mokomoko loosened around her, and she struggled to push herself up, looking down at her lover — a look of complete confusion coating her face.

Sesshomaru's face was turned towards the double doors across the room. A look of disgust set on his face.

"Oh… I'm sorry. I guess, well I guess it is probably gross...and it was probably taking me too long to…" her voice tumbled out as she grabbed at the sheets around her, trying to cover her flushed form.

He cut his eyes over to her, the anger in his glare softening when he saw her. She was frantically wrapping blankets around her and piling pillows up to hide her body from him. Standing up, he reached over towards her, her blush deepened at the sight of his nudity. Placing his hand on the side of her face he stroked her cheek, "It is not you, believe me." He bent down and placed a delicate kiss against her lips, the taste of her still sharp on them. Grabbing a pillow, he straightened and turned to the doors, a scowl blazing across his face. "I am going to kill that imp."

And with that, Jaken burst through the doors.

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!