Ascension by Lillian

Chapter 22: Tête-Á-Tête

Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim and do forever disclaim any possibility of owning Rumiko Takahashi's Inuyasha.

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Sesshomaru disentangled his limbs and stood from his seiza position, Kagome cradled in his arms, her hand--smaller than his index finger-- grasping onto the opening of his sleeve. “You will stop that this instant,” he ordered. “A Chosen of this Sesshomaru will not display immaturity.”

She gazed up at him, her cardiod face crinkled with her smile, and promptly stuck the sleeve in said smiling mouth, gumming on it for all she was worth.

Sesshomaru halted, removed the white sleeve, and bit her gently on the nose as a reprimand. She instantly began to wail, and he sighed, sticking the sleeve back in her mouth. She began sucking again, and Sesshomaru resigned himself to having a wet sleeve for the rest of the day.

Unless, perhaps...he leveled his meanest glare at her, face close to hers. His Chosen looked up at him, eyes wide, sleeve in her mouth, and used the hand not grasping the white cloth to poke his cheek.

He growled, and she giggled in response.

Word Count: 170

Prompt: Cardiod from the Alphabet Challenge