Kagome's fingers slid through silver strands of wonderfully soft hair. Leaning down, she took in the scent of incense and wood smoke. "Sesshoumaru?"
A soft snore was her answer as he shifted in her arms. Giggling, muffling her mirth behind a cupped hand, Kagome went back to stroking her mate's hair.
He shifted again, this time rolling onto his stomach. He pressed his nose into her stomach, growled something under his breath, and then proceeded to relax in her hold once more. Every once in a while his back would arch slightly, while a deep growl would shake her frame with it's virulence.
Kagome went back to watching the stars set out of her bedroom window at the shrine. He worked too hard, really. These trips home were the only time he was able to relax completely. But, the miko thought, she had a sinking suspicion his mind would not let free go so easily.
Sighing, wondering what she was going to do with her driven mate, Kagome was startled by his sudden movement.
Shooting to sit upright, Sesshoumaru tackled Kagome and pressed her head to the floor. He hovered over her prone position, staring at the ground as if at an unseen enemy. "She's mine, you baka! "
Kagome blinked. What?
Just as suddenly as it had happened, he dropped to her side. Curling around her, the Taiyoukai commenced to mumble incoherent threats against his dream demons.
Well, Kagome decided, no more bacon before bed for him!