At the risk of sounding cliche, Kagome's pussy is out of this world. Satoru bites his lip and stuffs his hands into his pockets. He needs something to do with his hands. Too bad his phone doesn't work here. It would be nice if it did, so he can mindlessly scroll and pretend like he doesn't want to take Kagome up against a tree. She's got on this short green skirt that is driving him crazy. He's not sure what is worse. The fitted yoga pants that show off that glorious ass or the short skirt that shows off so much skin. His mouth goes dry.

Shit. He may actually be addicted to her.

"Just curious. How many males fall in love with you afterward?" His tongue darts out, wetting his lips. He could blame the lack of Chapstick for his dry lips, but really the blame lies in the five-foot-nothing priestess who has his insides all funny acting.

Kagome looks over her shoulder. "They usually fall in love before I sleep with them. Don't tell me you're in love," she teases.

"Nah," he drawls. "Just curious is all. Not like we got much else to talk about." Falling in love with her wouldn't be the worst thing, but it would complicate matters. Satoru hooks his hands into his pockets and goes for casual. Tries to anyway. Sesshomaru must be getting a whiff of how badly he wants to mount Kagome.

He has a laundry list of reasons he should be pushing for a way home and yet he can't find it in him to care. Not even a little. He should. Kami knows he should. But Kagome's lips were wrapped around his cock last night, and he dreamed of her dancing for him like she did for that ogre.

"Sure we do." Kagome turns her head and smirks at Sesshomaru. "Whatcha think about his markings? Aren't they beautiful?"

Beautiful? No fucking way is he about to tell another male that their dick is beautiful. Kissing aside.

"Are you calling me beautiful, priestess?" Sesshomaru asks in a low tone that has Satoru's ears perking up. His heart beats harder. A little louder. And his blood. Kami, his blood is roaring in his ears.

Shit, maybe he is too horny to function. What is this, some second onset of puberty?

"You have the prettiest cock I've ever seen. You should take pride in it. Sorry, Satoru."

"Pfft, I could draw some tattoos on my dick too."

Sesshomaru glances at him and then looks away. Dismissed. Sesshomaru fucking dismissed him. He bites back the snarl. No one dismisses him. Kagome stops and bends down. Pink. Satoru groans.

She did that on purpose. There was nothing wrong with her shoes.

"Why are we going back to the village?" he asks, needing something—anything—to distract him. "Feels like we're going backwards, ya know?"

"This Sesshomaru agrees. We should move forward."

Kagome shakes her head and then stands upright. "You two just don't like Argol, who has done nothing to either of you." She runs her fingers through her hair and flicks it back. "There is a lot we don't know about this place. Why not ask the people... citizens who owe us some questions?"

"Dunno know. We did just fine yesterday." He flanks her side. Maybe being next to her will be easier than being behind her. Less temptation. Maybe.

"Okay, Satoru the Bloodthirsty, we can't go around attacking everyone."

"Strongest."

"Huh?"

"It's actually Gojo Satoru the strongest."

Kagome laughs, head back, full heartfelt laughs. She stops for a moment, looks at him, and then laughs again. He should be feeling miffed, but a grin tugs at his lips and his chest is lighter, as if a burden has been taken off his shoulders. No one cares about him being the strongest here. Hell, Kagome flat out thinks he is joking when he says it. Her soft, plump lips are sinful.

Would she push him away if he kissed her right now? Kagome looks at him. Her long dark lashes flutter and just like that, he is a goner. Pity for all the males that fell in love with Kagome swells in his gut. He should pull back. He should do a lot of things, but he wants to kiss her so badly he feels the anticipation from his fingertips down to his toes.

"What's with that look?"

"I want to kiss you," he admits. They didn't talk about boundaries or if last night was strictly a onetime thing, so maybe he is jumping the gun. But he wants to kiss her so badly it feels like he might combust. His energy is all twisted and out of sorts. Pent up. He needs a release.

Sesshomaru stares at him. Assessing. Satoru forces himself not to fidget under the weight of that stare. He wants to.

"I think you want to do more than that," Kagome teases. She reaches out and grips his jacket, tugging him close. "You're overthinking this." She slides her hands down and cups his ass. Satoru's breath hitches. He drops the yellow bag on the grass. It lands with a soft thud.

The priestess likes aggressive males, is the only thing going through his mind. Satoru grabs the back of her neck and pulls her against him as he leans down. He kisses her softly at first, but when she mewls for him. Fucking mewls. He loses it. Satoru grips her ass and lifts her up. Her legs wrap around his waist and fuck, she's wet.

"Too horny to function, was it?" Sesshomaru's cool voice washes over him and Satoru groans.

He breaks off the kiss and flicks his eyes at Kagome's lips. So puffy. Damn, he wants to kiss her again. "I'm functioning just fine."

"Not to be a buzzkill," Kagome says, leaning back. "But I'm a little sore."

Oh. Right. Satoru swallows. He's not sure how she took all of Sesshomaru last night. That was... uh, something else. Hot. Erotic.

"Do you want me to carry you?"

Kagome tilts her head. "Feral one moment and sweet the next. I can walk, though. Actually, I need to walk or you're going to have me all spoiled." Setting her down on her feet is torture. Her body slides against his on the way down. Satoru swallows again. He needs to pull it together. At this rate, they will never leave this world.

"So, what happens if we never find a way home?" He slides the backpack on and looks forward.

"Then we live here?"

"I mean...do we continue to wander?"

Sesshomaru shrugs one shoulder. "No, wandering would be hard on Kagome when she is pregnant with young. If it comes to it, then this Sesshomaru will find a suitable area to claim."

"Pregnant? Who said anything about getting pregnant?"

Sesshomaru rakes his eyes over Kagome and juts his chin up ever so slightly. "You are mine."

"Is Satoru yours too?" Kagome teases.

"Naturally."

Naturally? Satoru blinks. Hold on. When in the hell did he get claimed by the dog demon? "Wait a minute—" Satoru falters under the cool glare. "As long as we don't live in the same village as Argol, then I'm fine. But I need to get back to my world. For my students." Satoru frowns. "Everything was going to shit when I got sealed and ended up here."

"Sealed?"

Satoru nods. "Yeah... someone took over my friend—my dead friend's body to stall me. Just long enough for me to be sealed." He shrugs. "They couldn't defeat me outright, so they sealed me. I don't know if time passes the same in this world or not, but my students are in the midst of it."

"Their safety is the only reason you have to return?" Sesshomaru questions.

Satoru lifts one shoulder and then rubs the back of his head. "I'm the leader of my clan, but they'd survive without me."

Kagome flashes him a smile. "Oh, excuse me Satoru-sama."

"Kagome," he groans, dragging a hand down his face. "Don't do that to me."

"Satoru-sama," she says.

Fuck him.

"Priestess, unless you wish to be taken now, I suggest you stop teasing him."

"You said I." Kagome gasps.

Sesshomaru's lips twitch. He strides forward.

Looks like Kagome is in trouble. Satoru clears his throat. Later, when he has a moment alone, he should figure out how he's reading Sesshomaru so well. "There's the issue of the higher-ups. They hate me and will probably take it out on my students. They already have."

Kagome sighs. "Sesshomaru isn't going to just let you go. He doesn't like just anyone." She squeezes his arm. "We'll figure it out. No point in stressing about it now."

"Why does that sound like a threat?"

"If it was, what are you going to do about it?"

Satoru's brows furrow together.

"Put me in detention?" Kagome continues, oblivious to Satoru's plight.

"I don't have a ruler on me, but..." That branch could work. Maybe they can find another spot with a boulder. "We'll figure out your limits." He has a general idea of what she can handle. Hell, she took Sesshomaru's knot like a champ.

"Speaking of that, what's with the blindfold?"

"Got sensitive eyes. Don't worry, I can see just fine."

"Do you need me to heal you?"

"You can do that?" Not that he needs it, but it's good to know what Kagome can do. He's not sure if she could take out a curse since she doesn't have cursed energy, but she's plenty strong.

She probably could. She bypasses his infinity.

"I can heal myself, so you don't need to," he follows up with. Besides, he can't handle her power washing over him right now. It's taking longer than yesterday to reach this village when they should get a move on it, but damn, that skirt is short. "You know, I could make you feel better."

Kagome quirks a brow.

Satoru bites his lip and then slides two fingers up. He flicks his tongue out.

"Maybe we should call you Satoru-sama the horniest." Kagome laughs.

"You never refer to this Sesshomaru as Sesshomaru-sama."

"Are you pouting? You want me to call you Sesshomaru-sama that badly?" Kagome shifts her bow to the other side and then wraps her arms around Sesshomaru's arm. "How am I just now finding out how needy you are?"

"This Sesshomaru is not needy."

"My swimsuit begs to differ." Kagome sniffs. "Now I don't have a bathing suit. Doubt this place has any."

Satoru blows out a breath. "The lack of amenities is a pain."

Kagome hums. "You'll get used to it... but yes. I'll show you how to make soap and stuff. Can't do anything about the lack of plumbing." She groans and rests her head on Sesshomaru's arm. "What if the winters here are terrible? I don't have any warm clothing packed."

Sesshomaru lets out a noise that sounds suspiciously like a huff. "This Sesshomaru takes care of what is his. You fret for nothing."

"So, you and Satoru are going to play nice in case we need currency?"

Sesshomaru's lip curls back. "You cannot possibly like the brash one."

Kagome likes Argol? Satoru cracks his neck.

"Eh, Argol isn't that bad. Kinda reminds me of Koga—"

"The wolf you fucked."

Satoru grits his teeth. Did he really think the sky looked better? Nah, it looks like straight piss. Terrible. Not a cloud in sight to disguise the terrible color.

"Wait a minute," Kagome says, clearly exasperated. "I did more than fuck Koga."

Satoru coughs.

"Satoru, pull it together." Kagome gives him a look and then turns her attention back to Sesshomaru. "As I was saying. Koga and I were in a relationship. That's different. And no, I do not want Argol. If I wanted him, I could have him." She sniffs.

"Not if you want him to remain alive," Sesshomaru replies.

"You wouldn't kill him... right? Satoru?"

"Hm? Sorry, could you repeat that?"

"Ugh! You two are ridiculous. Whatever. When we get there, I will do the talking, since you two are nothing but a bunch of murderers."

Sesshomaru sniffs and then tilts his head to the left, ever so slightly. "Watch the priestess."

Why? Is there something going on?

ROARRRRR!

Satoru's muscles tense.

"Oh, that's just great," Kagome complains. "Is that a T-Rex?"

"Giganotosaurus," Satoru replies absently. It's heading for the village, too.

"Giga what?"

"A predator like a T-Rex." Satoru motions for Kagome. "Stay next to me. Don't think you can dance your way out of this one," he jokes.

"Ha. Ha." Kagome huffs. "It's going for Ebeelx and the others. We gotta help them."

"We do not," Sesshomaru says. "They should know how to defend themselves against their enemies."

"Fine. I'll go." Kagome goes to leave, but Satoru catches her around the waist. "Seriously?"

Satoru inhales. How does she smell so nice? "So, who wins? The dinosaur or the dog?"

Sesshomaru's golden eyes darken and then flash red. His face elongates as his body transforms into his dog form. There's something about this form that is more frightening than Sesshomaru's more human-like form. The demonic energy is oppressive.

Intoxicating.

How strong is Sesshomaru?

"Seriously?" Kagome repeats.

"I'll call it Giganotosaurus versus Dog, a story of one dog's grit against the world's largest predator. Can the village's protector keep them safe one more time? Or is all hope lost? Find out in five seconds."

Kagome snorts. "Okay, at least get us a better viewpoint."

Satoru presses a kiss on Kagome's neck. "Let's go."

A/N: Work meeting got hacked today and I know it is a serious matter, but the hacker had the name Droope Balls and I couldn't tell what the meeting was for after that.

Gonna sit down this weekend and put myself on an update schedule because external pressure works very well for me.

Hope you are having an amazing week so far. Get plenty of rest and lots of sun! May both sides of your pillow be cool. Here's a sneak peek at a future Thousand Days chapter:

Kagome brushes Satoru's hair back. "What are you smiling so hard about?"

Satoru's eyes open and his grin widens. "Every time I have sex with you, my dick feels phenomenal."

"A poet, truly."

"I'll fill this apartment with them."

"Uh, no, that's okay." She laughs at his put out expression. One poem from him is more than enough. Kagome slides out of the bed and grabs a robe from the closet. "How long are you staying?"

"You kicking me out?"

"No? I was just asking."

"What if I never leave?"

Kagome turns and stares at him. She crosses her arms. "What about Suguru and Kento?"

Satoru groans and falls back on the bed. He throws his arm across his face. "What about them?"

"I don't want to come between you guys."