Practice Makes Perfect by NicolasRaine
Propriety
Chapter Ninety-Three - Propriety
Sesshomaru's nose twitched when he smelled the foul scent of yet another human. He was growing increasingly tired of this game.
He didn't glance at the miko, but expected her to listen this time.
“Come.” Was all he said, and he waited a moment for her to comply.
His eyebrows shot up when he felt her small hands wrap around one of his arms.
He looked at her curiously, but her eyes only roamed the forest ahead.
His Beast beamed. It liked that she welcomed his protection.
His logical mind pushed the feeling away immediately.
'It is appropriate, nothing more.'
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Authors Note: Entered into KYN's Weekly Word Prompt [#1] – Scent