"I knew you would see things my way sooner or later, although I am glad that it happened sooner," Kagome purred huskily as she appeared beside Sesshomaru with a dramatic poof, some of the pink glitter landing on his shoulder which he flicked with a look of disgust. The youkai closed the distance between them, towering above her in a menacing manner. Kagome looked up as she had no wish to stare at his chest throughout the conversation, not really surprised that he did not look like a male who was about to agree to anything any time soon. She didn't expect him to go down without a fight. What would the fun in that be? Narrowing her eyes to cerulean slits, she held his gaze.

Bring it on.

"I shall not bend to your will, wench."

"Ouch," she flinched. "How ungrateful, I propose a deal most humans and demons would give their left arm for and here you are, throwing my generosity back into my face." No longer bothering to pretend to be offended, Kagome grinned. "So, care to tell me how exactly are you planning on getting your libido back?"

Leaning down, he brushed a lock of raven hair behind her ear with utmost care, his lips an inch away from the soft skin of her neck. Whispering so lowly that she almost did not catch it, he spoke in a smooth baritone that sent a shiver dancing down her spine.

"There are ways."

***********Love is**************

Moans mingled with strangled growls ricocheted around the vast rooms of the mansion, alerting all of the staff that their lord did not wish to be disturbed for the night or, from the sound of it, the week. Quickly, they hurried towards the nearest exits, preferring to grant the taiyoukai and whatever female was lucky enough to lay with him their privacy. As the last servant scurried out of the house, closing the door with a determined click, another voice joined the moaning panting duo, and then another, distinctively male one growled loudly. If one was to walk up the stairs in that moment, tiptoe up to the room and slither down the wall to peek through the slightly open door they would witness a scene that was simply too... unexpected?

Kagome's eyes grew wide; her mouth opening prettily as she looked on with barely suppressed awe, her cheeks flushed as she simply stared at the sight before her. Humans and demons never failed to amaze even her, the kami that should have seen and done it all. Sesshomaru, his eyes glinting with hope and determination, released a shuddering breath, changing his position for one that allowed for better view. And then it all ended, far too soon in Kagome's opinion but, seeing as the tai was not about to quit, perhaps the next would be far more satisfying still.

"Wow, on her head. Now that is impressive. What are we gonna watch next? 'Detention in a girls' school' or 'Feudal fantasy?'" she grinned from her place on the sofa, watching the names of actors creep up the television screen.

Sesshomaru's jaw clenched at her overly cheerful tone. He did not want her to enjoy this. One of the reasons he had chosen that particular selection was for her to be so shocked and disgusted by the images that she would decide to lift whatever spell she placed on him. He should have known better. By the looks of her indecent outfit such words as 'modesty' were simply not part of her dictionary. Another tactic was in order.

"Neither."

"Shame, the second one sounded fun," she smiled and flipped over to lie on her stomach and, crossing her legs at the ankles, looked up at him, bright blue eyes twinkling in mirth. "Are you going to give up anytime soon?"

"No."

She pouted playfully and rose, stretching in a feline manner.

"What's next?"

Giving her a look contemptuous enough to make any covert in fear, Sesshomaru grabbed the highly amused female's arm, dragging her with him to whatever establishment he decided to grace with his presence.

***********Love is**************

"Oooh what about that one! Loving her outfit!" the exited goddess squealed as she bounced onto Sesshomaru's lap to point at a nearby striper, the scantily clad blonde woman swivelling her hips suggestively yet barely gaining any attention from the handsome male. Scowling, she huffed, moving onto another table, where her efforts would for sure not go unnoticed.

"No? What about that redhead? I wonder where she bought those heels," she shrieked loudly and vacated the tai's lap to wonder about the room.

Sesshomaru eyed Kagome over the rim of his glass, wondering whether he should feel insulted that the girl was having far more fun looking at the ridiculously high heeled shoes and shiny clothes than he looking at the glistening bodies underneath. So far, he has been here for a grand total of forty minutes. The women appeared to be most willing to please him in every way imaginable, some blatantly stating so but still... nothing. Looking at his lower regions with disdain, he suppressed a growl, straining not to shatter his glass. It would not do for the nuisance of a goddess to see how much this affected him. He could not, would not give in to her demands! Of course he could try to pin it down on the women here not being worthy of his appraisal, not fine enough to catch his attentions... oh fuck it. There was little use in trying to fool himself. As much as it pained him to admit it, it was him, not them.

The tai felt a finger poke his biceps, interrupting his less than pleasant thoughts. Looking down, he saw Kagome looking at him intently, a small frown marring her pretty face.

"Look, Sesshomaru, this is not right. I... I should not force you to fall in love," she sighed wearily, running her fingers through her obsidian locks absentmindedly. "It's not right. But neither is the way that you treat women," she said fiercely, "they are not simple useless playthings for you to throw away after you had your fill!" Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself, her azure eyes loosing the steely edge, her scent no longer riddled with anger.

"So I propose a deal."

He did not reply at first, weighing his options. He could just brush her off and walk away. Spend his life concentrating on other things, finding hidden value in the simple pleasures. He could possibly retire to some remote place and meditate.

An eternity. Without sex.

"What deal?" he ground out reluctantly.

Giggling, she tugged on his sleeve.

"Let's get out of here before everyone thinks you are nuts. They can't see me, silly! You are talking to yourself!" she whispered dramatically, gesticulating wildly as they made their way to the exit.