Holler Me Home by The Norrington

The Best

There were a lot of things Sesshomaru liked to do with Kagome.  He liked feel her pressed against him, her head tucked under his chin.  He loved to idly play with her hair.  He liked to watch her as she walked, that skirt swishing playfully about her thighs.  He loved to lay with her, to kiss her, to please her, to be pleased by her.  

Yes, the list was long.  But there was one thing in particular he liked to do to Kagome.

Before him, Kagome bent over dig through her back pack, that scrap of green silk inching up towards her backside.  A quick scan of the area proved that his half-brother's pack was busy setting up camp.  His lips twitched in a smile, and then he was moving.  

Kagome yelped at the pinch on the skin of her rear, bolting up right in shock, her hands falling back just in time to catch Sesshomaru's hand.  She turned to him with a glare, knowing he had allowed himself to be caught.

"Sesshomaru!  What was that for?" she demanded, squeezing his hand.

He linked their fingers together, showing a quiet affection that was all his own.  

"This Sesshomaru can not touch what is rightfully his?" he asked, his brow arching teasingly.

There it was.  Her cheeks flared a beautiul scarlet color as she blushed, a small smile on her lips.  Oh yes, there was a lot of things Sesshomaru liked to do to, with, and for Kagome.

But making her blush was one of the best.  

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A/N:  The prompt was Scarlet, and it was from Sunset Miko's Once a Week Challenge.  Fluff galore!  1/26/ 13