Gifted Hands by daapatemysoul

Chapter 1

A/N: *ties up muse and throws him in corner* So, I'm innocently sitting there, deconstructing my model for a computer in my precious 3D software, then this evil plot bunny comes up and bites me on the ass. I have to get my models to the Rapid Prototyping Center in less than 36 hours, but that does that keep the plot bunny at bay? Nooo. So enjoy- this stole precious time from my modeling. Oh, and if you actually read Fairwood, it might be a few more weeks before an update. I'm sorry! That muse is still in the closet, not allowed out, until my model is back from prototyping and is fully painted. ~Daapy

Dislcaimer: I own nothing. Not even the plot bunny. It ran away.  The Inuyasha concept belongs to its wonderous creator. I am nothing.

Prompt: 50 ways to torture a Taiyoukai

Word count: 385

Warnings: Cussing. Thats it. Everything else, blame on your pervy, pervy mind.

Kagome reclined further against the rough bark behind her, a soft sigh escaping her lips. A breathy moan followed, the sound a testament to her appreciation of those oh, so talented hands that were slowly rubbing themselves against her skin. The sensation of the rough calluses on his palm as they grated against the softer texture of her flesh sent her brain into a slow meltdown. His claws were lightly drawn against her, prompting a soft shudder and a new moan. Oh, how she needed this. The stress of everything was melting away, utterly forgotten in the pleasure of his touch. She had known only good things would be the end result of Sesshomaru joining the tachi on their quest for Naraku, but even in  her most perverted dreams she had never imagine this occurring.

 Slowly, she forced her eye lids up, and focused her dreamy blue grey eyes on the demon lord's face. Smiling softly at him, she arched her back in pleasure and pressed herself further into his touch, her eyes sliding closed once again.

 "Oh, kami, Sesshomaru... your hands are truly gifted." Her soft voice floated to demon lords point ears, causing his eyes to flicker down her body in a single assessing glance. The golden eyes took in every detail, from the woman before him to the rest of his surroundings, and finally arrived at a conclusion. He needed to stop this. Now.

 He began to stealthily move further and further away from the tiny woman. He had only succeed in moving two feet away, his hands hardly touching her now, when Kagomes eyes opened again to glare him. She pushed her foot back into his hands angrily.

 "Damn it! I did not say you're done yet! Now, keep rubbing my feet, or I might 'forget' to bring you more pocky the next time I go home."

 Sesshomaru sighed, and moved back into his previous position, at the mikos feet, and pulled her feet back into his lap. He had always avoided drugs for just this reason- becoming addicted was never a good thing. Who knew it would be an 'innocent' piece of candy that would finally be his downfall? He glared at the smirking monk on the other side of the campsite and settled back into the task at hand.