Kagome struggled to breathe as his fangs grazed her neck again, reminding her that the danger was there and sending delightful chills down her spine. He gave her hair another unforgiving tug on her hair and pulled a moan out of her mouth, that was rough with passion and labored her breathing.
Naraku felt her begin to melt, like ice cream on a hot summer’s day, and he was very pleased with himself. However he was not unaffected by the miko and he’s doings. He could feel himself becoming very heated very quick. He needed to take his with her.
Words: 100
Prompt: Icecream
Challenge: Katt’s Monthly Challenges on Weekly Themes