Let's Take Tonight by LadySafire

Tonight Only

Title: Take Only Tonight

Word count: 779

Week 9

Rating: R (for subject matter)

Summery: They had a rare and forbidden moment together.

 Kagome strode down to the hallway to the room where her evening appointment waited. She had been told by one of the Junior Shrine Mistress’ that he had booked the entire night with her. Briefly she wondered how the client had arranged the session with her services requested as the law stated that a Client could not request a specific Mistress. Someone had to have bribed the appointment desk, not that it was an uncommon occurrence. She knew it happened. It was an open secret.

 But Kami help those who were caught  as the penalty was harsh and swift for both the Mistress and the Client.

  She came to a halt in front of the room she was assigned tonight.  That was odd, it wasn’t one of the Dungeons she normally worked out of. In fact, it was one of the more luxurious private rooms.

  She knocked softly, opening the door at low voiced “Enter.”

  “That’s strange.” She thought as she entered, the lights low and scented candles glowing  about on the surfaces of the tables.  “I feel as though I should know that voice.”

 Her gaze was drawn toward the gauzy curtained bed as she heard the metallic clink of a chain.  Slowly she made her way towards the sounds, and pulled aside the hanging fabric to reveal the bed’s occupant.

 “Sesshomaru!” she breathed out joyfully.

 He lay there on the scarlet satin bedspread, one hand on a lean hip as the other hand idly played with the links of the collar and chain he wore, a smirk  playing about on his thin lips at her surprise. Kagome allowed her eyes to travel on down his muscular chest, stomach and abdomen stopping at the black silk lounging pants that he’d partially left unbuttoned, teasing her gaze with the soft pure white hair of his sex peeking through the vee he’d stratigically left open.

 “Mistress Kagome, how nice to see you again.” purred his low baritone as he leaned his head back against the black leather padded headboard.

 Kagome cast a worried look up at her secret youkai lover. “Damn it Sesshomaru, you are taking a awful chance! Which did monk you bribe?”

 “Akira, the shifty eyed one with the bad hair and breath of  city sewer.” He said as he swung his barefeet to the floor and gracefully made his way to her side, the silvery links of the chain clinking as he moved.  “I told him you were one of the rare ones who knew how to apply the whip just the way I liked it. Which is so true, Kagome. Only you know how to play my body and give me what I crave.” He reached out a clawed hand and carefully tipped her head up to gaze into her worried blue eyes.  Leaning down he brushed his mouth against hers in a gentle probing kiss when she went to interrupt. “Don’t ask questions, my love. Just enjoy the fact we are together.”

 She moaned as his sinful mouth traced it’s way to her neck, feasting on the soft and supple skin there.

  “Please tell me! How did you manage a whole evening without me calling for an emergency session for you?” she asked, gasping slightly as he lightly raked his fangs over her skin as punishment

  Sesshomaru gave a low laugh. “It was my right as Lord. Today is my fifth centennial anniversary.”

 Kagome pulled away to look into his molten gold eyes, eyes that were burning just for her. “That’s right I forgot.” She leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth, making him whimper in need for a change. “Happy Birthday, my Lord. What present shall I give you?” she asked, placing her mouth on his chest to trace a nipple with an agile tongue making his pale form shudder delightfully.

  “What I want is you in my bed and arms forever, as my wife and mate, birthing our many children.” He placed a slender clawed finger over her kiss moistened lips. “I know, it cannot be, so tonight I’ll settle for what you are allowed to give me as Mistress of this Shrine.” He pulled her closer, running his hands over her well-curved form. She reached up and turned the lock on the steel collar he had been wearing, dropping it to the floor as he carefully lifted her to lay her back upon the silken covers. She arched into him as he covered her body with his own, both revelling in the feeling of his weight pushing against her and her softness surrounding him.

 Tonight, they would have this time together. For tonight they would forget what the future held and just hold each other living for this stolen moment.

End

 Decided not to go as graphic as I usually do for my His Mistress of the Shrine story.

  Hope you all enjoy it anyway.

Hugs Safire

 P.S. This was written a couple years ago my hubby was able to recover it off the old hard drive of my laptop. I can't remember if I ever put it online. It had to do with a picture in fact the picture I use my icon on Dokuga. It's set in my story His Mistress of The Shrine and Desire's harsh Mistress. This will be just a one shot. I hope to continue HMOTS soon. Also, for any who have read it online I did some editing and adding. I think it makes for a better oneshot.

 Enjoy! And reviews are always WELCOME! hint, hint ;)