"Are you planning on putting this up in the gallery?" she asked, shifting slightly.

Golden eyes looked up from the sketchpad. "Of course not. It is for my private collection."

A seductive smile touched her lips. "You seem to be making a lot of those lately."

"I will thank you not to move," Sesshoumaru said, waving his paintbrush at her. "And it is not so often I have such a willing participant in my studio."

"Oh?" Kagome shifted again, tanned skin glowing in the sunlight streaming through the bay window. "Have you had a lot of people in here model for you like this?" She trailed her fingers down her bare side, grinning at the tick in his jaw.

"No." It was more of a growl than a word.

"Good," she said. "Then I can go on thinking I'm special enough to be the only one you've painted like this." The gold in his eyes darkened, shifting to crimson as he slowly placed his tools on the floor and stalked toward her.

Kagome lay on her back as she stared up at him, allowing him an unfiltered view of her body, nothing but mokomoko curled around her leg.

"You have always been special." She shivered at the smooth velvet in his tone, his claws brushing her hair over her shoulder, tracing the lines of her collarbone.

She arched up as his touch delved lower before reaching up to him. "Promise?"

He intertwined their fingers, kneeling down before pressing a kiss between her breasts. "Always."