“Good Morning Call” by SangoShadowphoenix [Drabble #95]
Title: Good Morning Call
Author: Sango Shadowphoenix
Theme: Tough
Word count: 300
Rated ‘Mountain Dew’ for Lemon-flavoring. Literally; it’s there but also…. Not there. (especially versus Lime or Lemon juices, fresh or from concentrate….). Or PG-13, if you really want to put yourself through explaining the innuendoes to your kid….
Genre: Humor.
Universe: Alternate Feudal Universe.
Disclaimer: InuYasha and its characters belong to Takahashi-sensei.
Summary: Innocence and insanity should never be combined. Especially in a woman. Especially first thing in the morning. And, whoever said men never object to the company of a woman in his bed, ought to be hung.
A/N: Indeed. I had so much difficulty chopping this to 300 words that I just had to be long-winded anywhere it doesn’t count. XP
Anyhow, enjoy this little series in sequence and collectively as they are posted to ffnet. “Insanity is a Woman Worth Falling For”: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6064536/1/
Please enjoy~
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“Milord?” Kagome purred, pressing against him.
“Hnn,” Sesshoumaru replied, trying to shift her to a better position.
Her fingers feathered against his thigh, and she lifted her head, hair caressing his abs.
“Milord,” she said again, this time insistently.
At his silence, Kagome began to slap at his thighs like a grounded fish. He frowned, wondering what sort of odd foreplay this was...
* * *
Sesshoumaru jerked awake, a weight pressing uncomfortably upon him, silk twining his fingers. Glancing down, Kagome’s wide blue eyes stared woefully up at him from her position between his legs.
Sesshoumaru scrambled backwards, crashing up against the wall.
To his horror, Kagome came with him, but this time she forwent slapping at his thighs and instead gave a frantic yelp.
“My Lord! My hair!” she cried. Only then did Sesshoumaru realize that his fingers where tangled in her loose hair, and he’d nearly taken a chunk of her scalp with him.
Hurriedly untangling himself, he muttered, “Apologies.”
Kagome scrambled out of his lap and massaged her scalp at the other end of the bed, her sleepwear a bit ravaged.
After an awkward silence, Kagome sniffed. “I’ll forgive you because it seems milord fell asleep taking care of me.” She turned to him. “Thank you,” she said, soft and serious.
Act normal. Forget the frog comment. Forget the damn dream. Not tough at all! “It's nothing.”
Another awkward silence, as she fixed her collar and he tried desperately to formulate a good getaway.
Kagome cleared her throat. “So, do you always carry a dagger concealed in your belt?”
Sesshoumaru grit his teeth. “Only in preparation for outings.”
“What for? You can’t reach it in a fight.”
“The better to dig with.”
She frowned. “Dig? Dig what?”
“Holes. The better to bury things in.” Like myself.
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Author: Sango Shadowphoenix
Theme: Tough
Word count: 300
Rated ‘Mountain Dew’ for Lemon-flavoring. Literally; it’s there but also…. Not there. (especially versus Lime or Lemon juices, fresh or from concentrate….). Or PG-13, if you really want to put yourself through explaining the innuendoes to your kid….
Genre: Humor.
Universe: Alternate Feudal Universe.
Disclaimer: InuYasha and its characters belong to Takahashi-sensei.
Summary: Innocence and insanity should never be combined. Especially in a woman. Especially first thing in the morning. And, whoever said men never object to the company of a woman in his bed, ought to be hung.
A/N: Indeed. I had so much difficulty chopping this to 300 words that I just had to be long-winded anywhere it doesn’t count. XP
Anyhow, enjoy this little series in sequence and collectively as they are posted to ffnet. “Insanity is a Woman Worth Falling For”: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6064536/1/
Please enjoy~
* * *
“Milord?” Kagome purred, pressing against him.
“Hnn,” Sesshoumaru replied, trying to shift her to a better position.
Her fingers feathered against his thigh, and she lifted her head, hair caressing his abs.
“Milord,” she said again, this time insistently.
At his silence, Kagome began to slap at his thighs like a grounded fish. He frowned, wondering what sort of odd foreplay this was...
* * *
Sesshoumaru jerked awake, a weight pressing uncomfortably upon him, silk twining his fingers. Glancing down, Kagome’s wide blue eyes stared woefully up at him from her position between his legs.
Sesshoumaru scrambled backwards, crashing up against the wall.
To his horror, Kagome came with him, but this time she forwent slapping at his thighs and instead gave a frantic yelp.
“My Lord! My hair!” she cried. Only then did Sesshoumaru realize that his fingers where tangled in her loose hair, and he’d nearly taken a chunk of her scalp with him.
Hurriedly untangling himself, he muttered, “Apologies.”
Kagome scrambled out of his lap and massaged her scalp at the other end of the bed, her sleepwear a bit ravaged.
After an awkward silence, Kagome sniffed. “I’ll forgive you because it seems milord fell asleep taking care of me.” She turned to him. “Thank you,” she said, soft and serious.
Act normal. Forget the frog comment. Forget the damn dream. Not tough at all! “It's nothing.”
Another awkward silence, as she fixed her collar and he tried desperately to formulate a good getaway.
Kagome cleared her throat. “So, do you always carry a dagger concealed in your belt?”
Sesshoumaru grit his teeth. “Only in preparation for outings.”
“What for? You can’t reach it in a fight.”
“The better to dig with.”
She frowned. “Dig? Dig what?”
“Holes. The better to bury things in.” Like myself.
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