"Come on, babe! It wasn't that bad!"

Sango glared at the youkai currently handcuffed to a chair at the other end of her office. "Your friends almost started a forest fire. And don't call me babe."

"They were just playing around. We had everything under control." He flashed her a grin, fangs and all, and Sango forced herself to swallow. Why did the hot ones always come with a criminal record?

"You of all people should know how precious this forest is," she said, pointing a pen at him. "From your stats, your family has lived here for generations."

The man shrugged, muscles rippling under his open maroon flannel shirt. "Roastin' marshmallows isn't gonna burn down the forest."

"There's a burn ban in effect, moron," Sango said, slamming her hands down on her desk before stalking towards him. "The flames were high enough to—" She let out a squeak as he pulled her down into his lap, his hands suddenly free of their restraints.

"I told you, we had it under control. It's why I was with them in the first place." Cerulean eyes gleamed as she struggled against his hold.

"Let me go. You're in enough trouble as it is—"

He leaned forward, pressing his nose against her neck before inhaling deeply. "You smell good."

Sango's jaw clenched, and she shoved him away, multiple curses running through her mind when he barely moved an inch. "This is sexual harassment."

"It would be if you hadn't been sneakin' glances at me since you brought me in here," he said, hands laying loosely on her hips, claws grazing the edge of her uniform. "Plus, youkai noses are better at pickin' up scents than humans. Like fear or sadness." She felt him smile against her skin. "Or arousal."

Sango's face turned bright red, and she shoved him again, earning her another inch—and a chuckle.

"I'll make sure they don't start any more fires—"

"Good. As their alpha, they should listen—"

"—if you go out with me."

Her mouth dropped open, and she grabbed a fistful of his dark hair, earning a hiss when she yanked hard. "That's blackmail!"

"It's more like incentive," he said, rubbing the back of his head. "Besides, I already know you think I'm hot."

"That is not the point."

His grin returned. "You're not denying it."

Scowling, Sango got to her feet, managing to take one step away before his fingers locked around his wrist. "I'm serious. Go out with me."

Her eyes only narrowed further. "Why?"

"I like how much you wanna protect the forest," he said without missing a beat. "Usually, humans don't care about that kind of stuff."

"They should." And she meant it. This was the first youkai encounter she'd had on the job—typically, it was groups of drunken humans determined to one-up each other in a never-ending pissing contest. Forcing back her ire, she tried to tug her wrist away from his hold. "That's not much of a reason. It's part of my job."

"Well, I also wanna do lots of adult things to you, but I figured I'd save that for at least the second date. Unless you say otherwise."

Sango's entire face turned red, though the heat coursing pulsed a lot lower, and his pupils dilated, a soft growl escaping his lips. "Either tell me to leave or say yes so I can leave, 'cause if you don't, you're going to end up needing to replace your uniform."

If she'd been sitting down, she'd have squirmed.

"Yes." Her voice was a little breathier than normal, and he knew it, fangs flashing once more, but the grin was all he gave her before he strode towards the door. "I'll pick you up at the end of your shift."