Yay another response!! I was fearful I would miss the next challenge because of my lacking internet connection lately, but I am glad that I managed to fix the problem in time to post this.
Rated M to be safe.
Prompt: Uniform
Minimum 1000 words: 1 832 Words used
Summary: Kagome grows impatient and, in an act to retrieve Sesshomaru attention, takes desperate measures.
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Sweet Seduction
He didn't know why he was thinking about it, or even what distracted his mind to linger over the thought in the first place. With treaties, scout reports and other such matters needing attention, it was irresponsible on his part, as lord, to allow the scrolls to remain unattended. Yet he couldn't help the line of thought his mind had crossed.
Did she keep it after all this time?
But logic overpowered him and he forced his attention upon the parchment beneath a tapping claw. Already Sesshomaru was able to tell that the day would be even less productive than the previous two days. In the time span of two hours he had managed to hold one conference and look over and decline twenty-two mating request, skim the details of a scout report... and read two thirds of the revised version of the treaty between the under lord of the Western Plains and the under lord of the Western Mountains. As High Lord it was his duty to ensure peace within his lands as well as with lords of the other lands bordering his territory.
Hn. They've waited three months to draw this up; I believe they can wait another day. I think the miko could entertain me for a while.
He stood, shocking the general of his army, who was retrieving the scrolls from the previous day. He said nothing about the lacking pile or the sudden movement of his lord. Instead he lowered his eyes and continued with his task, leaving the room as quietly as he had come.
The familiar tickle of the miko's aura gave away her position. She had been moved to the room next to his, showing all that she would be the Lady of the West. The miko was a mystery he couldn't wait to unravel, one surprise at a time. Though he would probably question his sanity many times in the coming centuries, he could help but feel that the strong attraction, the bond that was forming, would only grow stronger.
As the inu drew near the door, the small sense of embarrassment dotted the air. Curious as to what would cause the miko such high sensations, when she was alone, Sesshomaru opened the door without a knock and peered into the room.
Earlier that morning Kagome had awoken with Sesshomaru. The previous evening she had fallen asleep in his arms in the gardens. Upon opening her eyes, she saw the angelic face of her fiancé and could hold back the sensation of desire. Ever since he had 'proposed' to her he kept his distance. The only time they touch was when he rubbed against her, marking her with his scent. Every once in a while she would sneak a kiss, but his reflexes were too quick and he would turn his face so that she would only manage to kiss his cheek. The longing that she felt was innocent at first, but she knew what her body craved each time he was near.
So when she saw Sesshomaru head to his study to complete his usual daily activities, she couldn't help but conjure up a plan to seduce him. Though she didn't know the inu lord as much as she hoped to in the future, she was well taught about men... and more importantly, what men liked.
Skin. Showing a lot of skin tends to get them. A flat belly, big boobs, and a nice ass.
Sapphire eyes skimmed over her reflection in the decorative mirror.
Well, thankfully I haven't been in the sun too much, so I have pale doll like skin.
Her kimono was down around her feet as she scrutinized her looks one by one.
I can fix my flat chest I suppose... a little more support and they might appear bigger.
A hand on each breast tugged the mounds upwards more, making the large handfuls appear a size more.
I wonder if my ass is appealing...what would an inu like... hm.
She turned and stared at the firm cheeks, pushing her weight from one foot to the other to watch the cheeks tighten and loosen. Kagome turned on her heels to stare at her stomach.
I wish I travelled more though, I've gained a bit of weight. Walking all day with Inuyasha made sure I got plenty of exercise, but here I've been neglecting the task.
The small bit of a pot belly worried her, she feared that Sesshomaru would be turned off by the fact that she didn't have the toned stomach muscles many of the female youkai did.
But I always have my legs, she commented at last.
Memories of her friends' jealousy reminded her that she did have one good trait. The long legs she received from her mother were definitely a blessing. She made sure they were smooth and hair free so she always looked good in a skirt...
A skirt... if I wore a skirt... hey I wonder where I put it...
Kagome rushed to her wardrobe and began pushing aside the yards upon yards of kimonos that Sesshomaru had bought for her. There, tucked in the back, was what would become the main object of her master plan.
All men love these uniforms in my time. So perhaps they would work on a certain lord here.
Slipping on the familiar green and white uniform, Kagome forgot one thing. She was no longer that teenage girl. Her chest was bigger, causing the shirt to stretch over her chest, the buttons nearly popping off from the strain. Her legs were longer, and the skirt was much too short, showing off the loincloth of that time period with each move she made. Though the skirt did manage to fit around her waist, her shirt was unable to be tucked, showing of a couple of centimetres of her abdomen.
Blushing at the exposure she saw in the mirror, Kagome sighed. It was her intention of seducing the inu, but doing so without embarrassing herself. She didn't think she would have the guts to ever appear in front of him wearing something this showy.
A low appealing growl from behind caught her attention, and she whirl around to find the golden eyes of her alpha studying her. Sesshomaru stepped into the room and swiftly shut the door behind him.
"This Sesshomaru wanders sometimes if you have the ability to read minds miko," he rumbled in his chest, taking a step closer.
"Why?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.
"Because, this morning this Sesshomaru happened to reflect upon one of our first meetings, and recalled the flimsy outfit you always tend to wear."
"Do you think about these things often?"
Sesshomaru noted her surprise within the question. He smirked while stopping inches away from her. He left the silence fill the room for a moment before dignifying her with an answer.
"This Sesshomaru ponders over the hassles in life you cause," he paused again, waiting for a response from her. But before she could remain saddened at the words, he continued, "And the joys that you bring. Which is why this Sesshomaru blesses and curses the clothing you choose," he added.
Kagome said nothing as arms draped around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Don't dare to wear such clothing in public. I won't ever allow another to see what belongs to me. But perhaps we could ask the seamstress to make a couple replicas of this outfit, ones that fit a little better."
"Huh? Why?" she asked a little confused.
"This Sesshomaru enjoys the idea of having easy access to your precious treasure," he whispered in her ear.
The arms tightened around her as he pulled her against him. Her heat straddled the slight bulge prying a groan from her throat as she pressed herself against him firmly.
Finally, she thought with relief. Her arms moved around his neck and she moved in to press her lips to his.
He allowed her, for a moment. He pulled away and placed her back upon her feet. Kagome looked at him in confusion, obviously horrified she had done something wrong.
"Not now."
"But why?" she whined, not caring that she was acting like a child.
Sesshomaru said nothing as he straightened his attire. Kagome moved forward placing on hand against the crotch of his hakamas, waiting for a reaction. Her innocent grope was praised as she felt the muscle twitch beneath the layers of material, but a hand grasped her wrist and pulled away the offending appendage.
Furrowing her brows slightly, Kagome wrapped her arms around the inu, pressing her breast against his chest, in hopes of drawing his attention to the cleavage. He took each shoulder in one of her hands and held her at bay.
Unable to handle it any longer, the miko let the tears roll from her eyes. She brushed them away, but more filled their places. Sesshomaru remained in an uneasy motionless state. His eyes wide as his hands twitched. Kagome tried to form reasonable words. The inu could only pick out a few. But when human came from her mouth he caught onto what had caused her outbreak.
"It matters not to this Sesshomaru, if you are human. But this Sesshomaru is unable to lay touch your innocence until all other candidates have been rejected. There are still many requests I must reply to. They wish for me to mate with their daughters instead, and I felt no need over the past few years to answer their requests. However, now all other offers must be closed before I take a mate. Therefore, even with our courting out of the way, I cannot take you yet."
Kagome let the last of her tears stop. She looked up, a little angry, but relieved as well, showing in her eyes. The pout of her lip reminded him of the difficulty of keeping off the woman. Each of her innocent actions teased him, and he cursed himself each morning that he hadn't kept up with the invitations to mate the unworthy females.
"Sesshomaru?"
"Hn?"
"I asked you how many more you had to answer," Kagome pouted again.
"Fifty-six," he mumbled.
Kagome's jaw dropped.
"This Sesshomaru has ignored them over the past two decades. This Sesshomaru has answered a total of three hundred and seven in the last three months. Fortunately, this Sesshomaru was able to decline many in one reply. Father's tend to offer up all their daughters at once, especially since inu can take concubines as well as mates."
Upset with the news, Kagome pointed to the door.
"I don't want to see you again until you've answered every one," she snapped out. "Leave."
If anything, the threat was something to motivate him to work faster. Sesshomaru left, heading to his study, and managed to work through the rest of the day without further distractions... other than a thought or two of the miko, in her uniform, bent over his desk, ready for the taking.
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Ja ne
Angelic Memories
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