Tenseiga was right to believe in memories of Kiara. Later that night, when I was preparing the bed for sleep, the youkai was a little different than usual: the cool look and gold it became extinct, giving way to a gold liquid full of love and tenderness, completely different from his normal look. The top of his kimono was not completely closed in a way that covered even his neck, was a little more open, letting appear a stretch of trunk muscle him.
At first, the girl was surprised to see the transformation and it was hesitating. However, he approached her with look needy and lonely as a child when he wanted to convince parents to buy something new. Tenseiga knew it was a way for him to persuade her, but did not care for it and gave her body to him quickly, as if there was nobody else in the world beyond both.
She had never seen Sesshomaru that way, so sweet, gentle and loving with her, therefore, decided to take advantage of the situation as much as I could because I felt that I would never have another night like this, which could have matched the feelings, to love and be loved .
Even now, she still felt jealous Kiara because he treated her that way and how often to Tenseiga never receive that affection again. For the first time there was between the two procedures, no boss and subordinate relationship, there were differences. There were only two bodies of flesh and bone together, slowly overcoming the pain and longing of losing someone dear and beloved. Was dawning love, a feeling that overcomes all obstacles.
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