Maid for a Little Tenderness by Niftypaint24 [Weekly Perfection #189]
Title: Maid for a Little Tenderness
Author: Niftypaint24
Prompt: Limb (Dokuga_contest Weekly Perfection #189)
Genre: Romance
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Word Count: 200
Summary: Sesshomaru comforts Kagome. [AU]
A/N: This is a long overdue continuation to a little serial called Diddling the Help, though it isn’t necessary to read any of it first.
Sesshomaru gently knocked on Kagome’s door. He didn’t need to, this was his home after all, but all things considered, he felt he had to.
“Kagome?” he asked softly as he nudged open the door.
The room was dark, but he could still see her on the bed; face down and, if he wasn’t mistaken, crying. As he approached she pushed herself up, and when he sat down next to her, opening his arms slightly as an offering, she threw herself awkwardly into his chest. Sesshomaru wrapped his arms around her as best he could and held her, but when Kagome let out a muffled sob; that was his undoing.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized, something he rarely, if ever, did. Yet something else he felt compelled to do for her.
She mumbled something, that she was embarrassed. He could hardly blame her, if he had any decency, he’d be embarrassed too. He was mostly angry, not only with Koga, but with himself. He shouldn’t have pushed her. Yes, Koga shouldn’t have wondered into the kitchen, but Sesshomaru shouldn’t have been pestering Kagome either. Honestly, he acted like a lust crazed pup when it came to her; all limbs and hormones.
Author: Niftypaint24
Prompt: Limb (Dokuga_contest Weekly Perfection #189)
Genre: Romance
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Word Count: 200
Summary: Sesshomaru comforts Kagome. [AU]
A/N: This is a long overdue continuation to a little serial called Diddling the Help, though it isn’t necessary to read any of it first.
Sesshomaru gently knocked on Kagome’s door. He didn’t need to, this was his home after all, but all things considered, he felt he had to.
“Kagome?” he asked softly as he nudged open the door.
The room was dark, but he could still see her on the bed; face down and, if he wasn’t mistaken, crying. As he approached she pushed herself up, and when he sat down next to her, opening his arms slightly as an offering, she threw herself awkwardly into his chest. Sesshomaru wrapped his arms around her as best he could and held her, but when Kagome let out a muffled sob; that was his undoing.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized, something he rarely, if ever, did. Yet something else he felt compelled to do for her.
She mumbled something, that she was embarrassed. He could hardly blame her, if he had any decency, he’d be embarrassed too. He was mostly angry, not only with Koga, but with himself. He shouldn’t have pushed her. Yes, Koga shouldn’t have wondered into the kitchen, but Sesshomaru shouldn’t have been pestering Kagome either. Honestly, he acted like a lust crazed pup when it came to her; all limbs and hormones.