The Cool Night Air is Curious by maryaxe

Chapter 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE
This was inspired by "Passenger" by deftones.

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The bright moon hung heavy in the clear night sky as a black sports car zipped down an empty stretch of road. It was the early summer, a perfect evening for a late night drive.

Sesshoumaru smoothly navigated the car while Kagome gazed out the window, taking in the scenery bathed in glowing moonlight. She had rolled down her window and the cool night air was blowing her hair around as though it were a serpent, ready to strike.

He observed her out of the corner of his eye, taking in her appearance. She was still wearing her ensemble from their daytime excursion; a light blue sun dress with a cream cardigan and lace up wedge heels. She felt his eyes on her and turned her head, flashing him a seductive smile. She looked radiant with her windswept hair and slightly flushed cheeks from the chilled breeze.

Returning his eyes to the road, Sesshoumaru reached over and place his hand on her leg, toying with the hem on her dress. His warm fingers danced their way up and down her skin, making her shiver slightly. His fingertips skimmed the inside of her thigh and she tried not to let her anticipation show. Before long his hand had drifted under her dress and she angled her body so he could access the place she ached. He never slowed down as he drove on, but would occasionally glance at her as she moaned her pleasure.

Without warning, Sesshoumaru pulled away from her, maneuvered the car to the side of the road, put the convertible top down and turned off the engine.

"Sess, what are you doing?" she asked, feeling frustrated at the loss of his attentions.

When she turned to him, the answer was in his smoldering gaze.

"Get in the back seat."

Her mouth went dry at the implication in his words. She unbuckled her seat belt and climbed in the back; he was only a moment behind her.

The light sound of clothing being slipped off and slightly labored breathing was all that could be heard. She braced her left hand on the headrest of the front seat and her right hand on the side panel, her knees pressing into the seats. Kagome gazed at him over her shoulder, her blue eyes devouring his form. The top buttons of his shirt were undone and his tie loosened, sleeved rolled to his elbows showing off the vivid slashes of color on his wrists. His predatory eyes connected with hers, as he pushed his silken silver hair over his shoulder. She suddenly became aware of how the leather interior felt cool against her rapidly warming skin.

"What if someone sees us?" she breathed out as he placed his hands on her waist.

She felt his warm breath against her ear and his response was simple.

"Who cares."

Then his body was pressed against hers, his lips were at her throat and all of her concerns vanished.

The cool night air felt glorious.