––apparently, Kagome was not the only honorary pack-mate.
She had already begin suspecting that Kuronue was more fox than bat, but this was honestly a step too far. She had a line and she refused to cross it…besides, what would Mama say?
Youko looked up at her from under silver lashed, his grin wicked and absolutely unrepentant. Something in his gaze seemed to simultaneously promise security as well as seduction…which was coincidentally two things Kagome was certain could not go hand in hand.
Kuronue slumped into the pile of furs, unaware of her hesitancy, and curled up next to Youko. "C'mon young one, aren't you tired?"
She sighed, tugging on her pair of borrowed clothing, and clambered in. When in Rome…
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