[Inuyasha] Sesshomaru's palm

"Variable, perverted! What are you, you, you, what do you want to do to me?!" After shouting this sentence, I woke up and realized what shocking move I had made before. .

I beat a powerful dog monster who was used to cold and cold behaviors and wanted to get rid of me.

Quickly withdrew the hand that was touching his face, and I instinctively began to tremble again.

But, but it was he who made the mistake first, not me.

Therefore, he straightened his chest and met Sesshomaru's eyes.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his emotions were beyond my detection.

"Hey, Sesshomaru, have you finally reached the age where you want to have sex and mating? I'm so touched."

Hearing the sound, he turned his face to look.The banshee snuggled into the arms of the male demon, she lost the turbulent look she had when she was lingering with him before.

A look that seemed to be very serious and moved, and she was sobbing frequently and raised her sleeves to wipe away the non-existent tears on her eyes and face.

After sobbing, she raised her head and flirted coquettishly with the male demon.

"Dou Ya, do I look good?" She didn't use me, but used 'I'.

"It's too fake." The male demon replied without a single word, and raised his hand to carefully arrange the female demon's clothes and hair.

"Hey, this brat is no fun at all. Do you want to have sex, Dou Ya?"

"How many times have I said that this word is not allowed, be more elegant."

The banshee's expression dimmed, and then she began to refuse again, and took advantage of the momentum to roll lazily on the male demon's legs.

"Don't! Don't imitate human beings, I don't like imitating human beings."

She whimpered softly, as if covering her ears in pain.

The male demon stroked her hair, let her roll for a while, and then sighed helplessly: "Don't be so self-willed, please, you have to set a good example for Sesshomaru. If you continue to mess around like this, when will his seven senses go away? Only then can you enlighten to your feelings for him, and no longer reject your closeness. If you really want to keep tumbling like this, I won't stop you."

The words were so gentle that there was almost no pressure, but the banshee stopped rolling in an instant.

She calmed down, and meekly let the male demon arrange her clothes and hair again.

Then he stood up straight, raised his head high, and walked towards us with a dignified expression.

After getting close to a similar distance, she stopped and looked straight at Sesshomaru.

And gracefully raised an arm, slowly pinched the orchid finger, and poked his cheek.

Then, slowly began to stroke gently.

"Tch, isn't it very simple. Dou Ya, take a good look, I'm so elegant."

The male demon was alone there, silently did not answer.

But I suddenly understood the pitifulness of this male monster.

His son wasn't normal, and his succubus probably wasn't normal either.

But after another glance, I realized I was wrong.

The position where the banshee's hand touched was exactly where I had hit hard before.

The gentle smile in her eyes is by no means artificial.

It was an instinctive presence, and I could feel the naturalness.

"Does it hurt, Sesshomaru?" Her tone was extremely gentle, and there seemed to be thousands of words rolling between her eyes.But I just have a feeling that she won't say more, this is her limit.

If it lasts a little longer, the tenderness on her face will definitely shatter into slag.

"Being hit, I should be angry. Also, I don't like being touched so much."

I think I finally understand where the banshee's pain comes from.Her son didn't quite accept such intimacy from her.

He said that he should be angry when he was beaten, not instinctively.

There was no trace of anger in his eyes.He was just, just calmly describing the fact that he should be angry.

Fortunately, he did not attack his mother rebelliously, but directly took revenge on me with this "anger".I was slammed into the wall by his waving sleeve, but the moment I touched it, I was caught in his arms by a certain monster.

The whole mood that was hanging tightly calmed down quickly when it touched the embrace of that powerful arm.

So I firmly grabbed his collar, wanting to be absolutely safe.

Even though he is also a dog monster that I hate.

"Hush ... obediently ..." His voice was more gentle than previously revealed.

But the banshee couldn't laugh anymore.Tears were pouring out of her eyes one by one.

The demon, who lacked the seven senses, still looked calmly at his mother who had been hurt by him.

"Dou Ya, it's not good, this feeling is very bad. I feel so uncomfortable, so hard, so painful! Don't insist on it anymore, okay, so what if you understand the seven senses. After you are happy, there will be equals pain."

The male demon didn't answer, and raised his fingertips to gently scrape her tears.Then, he took her on his shoulders.

"Okay, good boy, don't cry, don't learn, don't learn, we don't learn."

While comforting her softly, he patted the banshee's back.

The banshee calmed down quickly, but glared at her son even more angrily.

Then she showed her love to the child's father in a coquettish manner.

"Dou Ya, this brat is too unlovable, I despise him, let's have sex."

I think it's a little audible.Her next sentence might be something like 'Let's have another baby'.

Although she didn't spit it out directly, the look in her eyes was too straightforward.

Perhaps it can be said that in front of her closest family members, she was living in such a candid and reckless way.

Tsk tsk tsk, it's so damn enviable!

Across the two beating chests, I suddenly didn't want to be caught in the middle.

As soon as the body moved, someone stretched out a hand and lifted it in the palm, and walked out silently.

He didn't stop until he reached the platform under the throne again.

"The seven senses will cause pain to all living things in the world. Is it really that important to get that...favor?"

I was in the posture of being held by the collar by him, and I didn't dare to struggle, just like a cat whose claws and teeth have been removed.

When I was brought up to meet his gaze, I realized that he was asking me questions.

Should I answer?If you answer wrong, you will be punished by him again, right?

Now although it is said that with the protection of this clothes and his father's blood mark, he may not be able to hurt me, but it is hard to guarantee that he will strip me naked and torture me again.Thinking of this, I hurriedly raised my hands and tightly grasped my collar, looking at him defensively.

Na na na, it is this kind of look that wants to abuse me again.

"Reply."

"B-Answer what?"

"Describe the feeling and taste of love."

"How to describe this, this, this, how to describe it." This kind of thing depends on comprehension.

He fell silent.After a while, he said again: "I like it, let me try."

I was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what he said, I quickly looked away.

"Hug hug, sorry..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

"..." This time, it was my turn to be silent.Then, buried his head even lower.

"Look up at me."

I didn't dare to disobey, so I had to lift up weakly.

"Try it."

After a while, I covered my head and growled.

"I can't do it, I really can't do it." Really can't do it.

He was silent again, but he didn't give up.

Instead, a decisive wave of my sleeves threw me high into the sky.

"Ah!!! What are you doing, I have lost all my demon power now!"

The body fell quickly while screaming, but it didn't touch the ground and was smashed into flesh.

Instead, when it fell, he waved his sleeves again and threw it up to the sky once more.

In this repeated drop and throw up behavior, my screaming quickly changed.

It seems to be a manifestation of instinct, I like this, I like the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.I like the white clouds gathered in groups in the blue sky, and I like the slow and gentle rhythm of them being gently flowing and squeezed by the wind...

When it fell on his palm again, he didn't wave his sleeves to throw me up again.

"You like this." He narrated very flatly instead of asking.

Moreover, it also opens up the perception that our emotions can interact with each other.

"Hmmmm!!!" I grinned and nodded eagerly, looking forward to his waving my sleeves again.

"The noise and boiling in your demon breath is the feeling of love. This?" He suddenly raised his hand to cover his heart, and asked me quietly.At the same time, I also sensed a powerful pulsation of spirit in my body running and searching.

"Well, love, pleasure. Smell it well, and remember this feeling." After speaking, I took advantage of the opportunity to stroke the top of his hair.

But before he could touch it, he waved his sleeve and threw me high with calm eyes again.

"Fly." The sound went out, and he didn't say another word.Just continued the action of waving his sleeves, again and again.

Not until I'm exhausted screaming with joy.