He eventually had to remove himself from the water, knowing he wouldn't be able to control himself if he didn't. He could see the resentment in her eyes, in the way she dunked her head under the surface after he untangled their limbs.
"You require rest," he said, facing away from the spring as she scrubbed herself as best she could. They would need to procure her bathing supplies once they returned to camp, but she was content to use the natural healing properties of the water to wash away the grime left on her from their encounter.
Sesshoumaru wasn't sure how he felt about it. While understanding her need for cleanliness, he wished to bask in their combined scent a little longer. However, their coupling was not on par with the rules he was conditioned to follow, so, at the moment, he was unsure of most things.
It was a most bewildering feeling that he was not upset at this fact. Kagome was his, and whether the claim was publicly known or not, she knew it and would defend said claim to anyone within earshot. It was enough.
Kagome's arms wrapped around his waist, breasts pressed firmly into his back. "I can rest later."