90-Warmth
Kagome slowly moved towards him like a wary animal, ready to flee at the slightest threat.
He was oddly patient with her until she finally rested within inches of him, hugging her knees defensively.
Sesshomaru wrapped the length of his sleeve around her and began expelling fur from his true form, enveloping her wet frame.
She exhaled a delightful sigh as the warmth of his coat welcomed her.
Sesshomaru exhaled an uncomfortable breath as her aura spread out, emitting a pleasurable sensation that washed over him.
Once again, his demon aura betrayed him by savoring its submissive presence with enjoyment.