The Snow Angel by SunsetMiko

The Striptease

Chapter 92 - The Striptease *Fallin’* (Stella's Soundtrack Challenge)

"Only you could make something so depressing as my inevitable death sound romantic," Kagome said with a smile. "Enough of that." She wasn't ready to tell him she loved him. She wasn't even sure that she did yet, but she couldn't just run away every time it was mentioned. Instead, she decided to change the subject to something more light. She had a feeling he wouldn't mind a bit. "I should have never asked to check on your wounds," she started, hoping to intrigue him.

Sesshoumaru stepped right into her trap. "Why is that?" he asked, concerned that his abrupt attitude when he had to keep her from spotting his scar had done more damage than he thought.

"Because I can't get the image of you shirtless out of my head," she replied with a playful grin. "My brain keeps complaining that I should have paid closer attention, that I should have touched you."

The taiyoukai swallowed a groan at her softly spoken words. "You are more than welcome to touch me," he said. He tried to use a seductive tone, but instead his voice cracked with his nervousness. He wanted nothing more than to strip and allow her to explore whatever parts of his body she desired, but there was still that damn scar to deal with. He didn't understand why it remained, but he did know that it was holding him back.

What if Kagome decided she wanted to have sex? How could he explain that he couldn't take off everything, that he had to keep his fur wrapped around his neck? He didn't think she was even close to ready for that, but what if she was ready before she decided she loved him? What remained of his mother's spell could ruin everything for him.

"Really?" the miko asked. "You'd just take your shirt off and let me?"

"Happily," he purred, fighting down his worries. If she wanted this, he would enjoy every second of it. Stressing about his scar would ruin it, and he refused to let that happen. His moko-moko would hide it, and if she asked about it or tried to move it, he would deal with it then. He saw no point in trying to anticipate everything that could go wrong, spoiling his pleasure.

Kagome pulled away from the taiyoukai and smiled brightly at him. She bounced where she knelt in front of him, eagerly awaiting the show. When he didn't immediately move to take off his haori, she scowled. "Is there a problem?"

"Do you really desire to do this here?"

"Is there a better place?"

Sesshoumaru smirked and elegantly rose to his feet. He bent and scooped the miko into his arms. When he started to leave the main room, Kagome stopped him.

"Wait, grab my bag. I'm going to want to change into my pajamas at some point."

The taiyoukai's smirk widened as he did as she asked before heading towards the bedrooms. He passed several open doors before reaching the end of the hall.

"Isn't this your room?" she asked.

"What better place than here?" he questioned back. "My chambers have the most comfortable bedding."

"You're spoiled, aren't you?' Kagome inquired with a giggle. "Have to have the nicest blankets, the softest pillows..."

"I can and often do go without, but since the best is available, I think you should take advantage."

"Me?" she asked in confusion.

"You are sleeping in this room," he answered while closing the door behind them. "I will sleep elsewhere if you desire it, though I would much prefer holding you in my arms as we sleep again."

Kagome laughed. "Oh, you would, huh? Let's see how things go. First things first. Shirt off."

Sesshoumaru gently set the miko on the bed and placed her bag beside it before shifting his fur around his neck so that it covered all the way around. He then slowly untied his sash, allowing it to flutter to the ground. He watched as Kagome swallowed hard, and he chuckled. Her eyes were locked on his hands as he began to open his haori. He slipped it off his shoulders and dropped it to the floor as well before slowly approaching the miko.

"Do you like what you see, Kagome?"