Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or its characters. They are the sole property of Takahashi Rumiko.

-To Sip of Black Velvet-

Chapter 5: Closed Eyes

He retrieved a glass of wine for me and we sat down in the living room. I didn't even know hotels had living rooms. I looked around and felt so out of place. Everything in the penthouse suite looked exquisite and expensive. I'd never been anywhere so beautiful and Sesshoumaru owned such a place? I took a large gulp of my drink to relax my nerves.

"Is something wrong?" Sesshoumaru asked, noticing my behavior.

"It's just… this place is so beautiful. I dressed thinking I was going out to a restaurant and I still don't measure up to it…" I explained.

"Do not be foolish." He stated rather harshly. "I would not have invited you up here if I thought little of you."

"Oh, well thanks." I smiled slightly, still a little unsure of myself as I reached for the wine bottle and poured myself a bit more.

He nodded and then proceeded to take my wine glass from me.

"I thought you wanted me to have a drink with you?" I asked, confused.

"You will sing for me now." He evenly replied. "And I would not want you to be too inebriated to do so."

"You really want me to sing for you—here?" I asked, gesturing around the room to remind him that we were not in a bar.

"I do not repeat myself Kagome. " He assured me. His velvety tone was mesmerizing and all at once I was ready to do anything he'd asked of me.

"W—What would you like me to sing?" I inquired, completely aware of the shallowness of my breathing.

"I do not care about the details." He stated promptly.

I thought for a moment and then opened my mouth—

"Stand." He insisted, cutting off my first note.

I hesitantly stood, brushing down the wrinkles in my dress, and looked down at him. The close scrutiny of his gaze burned into me. I relished in the feeling.

He nodded for me to begin so I cleared my throat and let my melody flow into the room.

As I continued to stare down at him, I witnessed something untamed free itself from deep within him and it pushed me harder. I sang from just as deeply within myself.

Moments went by and his gaze never faltered from mine. His eyes were like embers in a fire, heating something in me that I was unaware had been chilled.

"Close your eyes." He demanded softly and I let my eyelids flutter shut like the wings of butterflies. I could hear him arise from the couch and with every gentle step closer his presence grew stronger. I could feel his warmth building within my own skin. I continued to sing.

As he stalked forward, encircling me, his essence wrapped around me possessively and it somehow soothed my soul. My voice felt smoother as it left my lips.

Then his body was behind me, pressing softly up against mine. Strands of our hair mixed together and ghosted across the flesh of my shoulder as he leaned in and lowered his mouth to whisper lustfully into my ear. "You are too tempting like this, Kagome."

The heat of his breath surged through me and the desire in his voice clutched at my body. I marveled at my own voice as it dropped an octave and went raspy of its own accord.

I could feel him smile against the skin of my neck at my reaction to him and I couldn't help but feel pleased that he was pleased with me. His open-mouth hovered above the tremor of my pulse, his fangs scraped me gently as something rough and wet peaked out to barely indulge in the taste my skin. Slowly his body shifted to stand in front of me. His presence was overwhelming and I sensed it bearing down on me. I felt a clawed hand run gently down the side of my face and I could feel him inching nearer. My voice died down to a mere whisper and I could barely manage to keep my knees from buckling beneath me.

He was so close. And as I felt the warmth of his lips connect at the corner of my mouth, I killed my song and hungrily returned and deepened the kiss. He tasted forbidden and an incomprehensible need surged through my body to devour him before I lost the chance—a need that begged me to let the heat take over.

Word Count: 745

Author's Notes: Don't hate me for that! I'm sorry for stopping the story there.