Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
A/N: These drabbles are dedicated to Priestess Skye.In the three years I've been a member of Dokuga, friends have come and gone, and I've been on and off the site as real life dictated. But whenever I was in a bind, was upset, needed to talk, needed second and third and fourth chances, needed some understanding, needed help...needed to just stay sane, this lovely lady has done her best to make it happen. Because that's just what she does. I have said thank you before...but this me saying thanks, and I love you, and you rock - officially.
I hope you enjoy these. ^_~ And that goes for ALL you readers out there!
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They tipped and tapped a dance on the bed
They squirmed in the sheets, rustling and rumpling the clean cotton.
They flexed, and dug into the mattress, creating delightfully comfortable indents.
Throughout, they remained oblivious to the bright golden gaze that followed every movement, and came ever closer, till it was resting just inches away.
And then, “Sesshoumaru?” inquired their owner, finally distracted from her novel as her mate continued to stare at her toes with a startling, predatory intensity in his gaze.
Sesshoumaru merely lowered his lips to the plump, fascinating, fidgety little toes on her feet, and nibbled.
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