InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas ❯ Looking Up ( Chapter 16 )

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This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas

Chapter 16 - Looking Up

Wednesday, December 3,2008

 

 

The couple was walking the short distance from the shrine to their home, having shared dinner with Kagome's family earlier that evening, and Sesshoumaru couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She was absolutely beautiful, her cheeks a bright pink from the cold. She really seemed to love the winter weather and as they walked side by side she amused herself by blowing puff after puff of steamy air out in front of her, watching her warm breath dissipate into the frigid atmosphere.

 

Finally he could resist no longer and a gentle tug of their entwined hands stopped her. She turned and looked at him in question and the taiyoukai leaned in and kissed the icy cold tip of her nose before claiming her lips. She responded immediately, her hands coming up to rest on his shoulders as his arms wrapped around her waist.

 

When they pulled apart for air and stared into each other's eyes, Kagome hesitantly placed her mitten-covered hands on his cheeks. For months she'd been dying to trace the elegant markings on his face, though she'd restrained herself after his less than positive response the first time, assuming he didn't like it.

 

The desire had only grown after that night she had treated him to a massage and saw more markings on his lower back wrapping around his hips. Touching those markings had made pleasure zing straight through her entire body and she couldn't forget the sensation. Now every time they kissed she wanted more than ever to run her fingers along those sexy demon markings.

 

She hoped that perhaps he wouldn't mind since she was wearing mittens. Her worship of the signs of his heritage might not be so obvious and perhaps he wouldn't notice at all. Either way, she couldn't control the urge to try.

 

For a moment Sesshoumaru panicked, worried that she would draw her attention to his markings with her affectionate gesture. While he worried his beast tried to reassure him.

 

`If she did not wish to touch them she would not. You worry too much.'

 

Sesshoumaru mentally snarled. `You do not worry nearly enough.'

 

The beast sighed. `Look at her face. See the look in her eyes. She wants nothing more than to be touching your markings but she waits for your approval. It is obvious to anyone with eyes that she loves you, loves us, demon or not. It is you who have created a problem where one did not exist. Can you see her nervousness? Her hesitance?'

 

For once Sesshoumaru actually considered what his beast was saying and did just as instructed: looked into her eyes. His other half was right. She was nervous. Now that he was paying attention, he noticed that her hands were even shaking slightly. Sure, it could have been from the cold but it seemed much more likely when paired with her expression that she was waiting for something; for approval or disapproval from him. A smirk pulled at his lips. This was something he could give her.

 

Sesshoumaru gently grasped her hands by the wrists and removed them from his cheeks, watching closely as a crestfallen expression danced on her face for a moment before she hid it away. One by one he pulled her mittens from her hands and his smirk widened at her confusion. He pressed a kiss to each of her palms before placing her hands back on his cheeks.

 

He leaned down and kissed her, breaking her out of her confused stupor, before speaking. “I much prefer the feel of your skin touching mine.”

 

A smile dawned on her face like the sun breaking free of the clouds after a long thunderstorm. She was still hesitant, testing the waters as she traced those oh so tempting markings on his soft pale skin, reassured when he let out an almost silent purr of pleasure. Her smile widened and she repeated her actions while kissing him passionately, thankful he seemed to be relaxing a bit and showing her more of himself that he'd spent so long hiding.

 

He surprised himself with his purr but, seeing how her smile grew; the taiyoukai decided it didn't hurt anything. She actually seemed to like it. Perhaps he could stop fighting his natural instincts to growl in front of her. Maybe his beast had been right all along. She didn't seem to mind any of the things he'd risked sharing with her so far. Things were looking up. He might not lose her after all.