Happy Holidays by mythicamagic

Chapter 1

AN: For the Sesskag Smutmas event - Day 12 *collapses* whew these became quite difficult to write but I'm glad I pushed through to the end. I hope everyone has a great time over the next couple of days ^^ Thank you for reading ~

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Zipping up the last of the suitcases, Kagome straightened, glancing around their sparse bedroom. The holiday cabin had been a fun escape and served its purpose. Now the twelfth day had hit, and it was time to return to Tokyo and get back to their family and friends.

Still, Kagome would be lying if she said she felt completely happy with leaving. A part of her was somewhat addicted to the little hideaway, and she was already thinking ahead to next year. Would they even be able to make it? Kagome wondered if she could bear to leave their child she figured they'd have by then (if Sesshoumaru's extended performance last night had anything to say about it.)

"Maybe we could leave for a weekend?" she mumbled, already fretting. She hoped she wouldn't be a helicopter mom. Bringing the child to their hideaway wasn't an option. She and Sesshoumaru had promised some time ago that no matter what happened, the cabin was for them alone. They'd go there even amidst an argument. Mating was for life, but that didn't mean their bond was exempt from the hiccups all married couples experienced. Alone time was important.

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'Even if we are busy all year, we make time for the cabin,' Sesshoumaru swore.

Kagome had smiled, 'I have one condition.'

'Hn?'

'We decorate it with Christmas stuff every year.'

He gave a long-suffering sigh and rolled his eyes but soon accepted her terms, unable to stop a fond smirk from curving his mouth.

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Wandering through to the open living room, Kagome paused, tilting her head.

Sesshoumaru was in the process of packing away the decorations for next year. He knelt by a bag, staring at an ornament pensively.

"What's wrong?" Kagome wandered over, kneeling by his side and wincing. Ow. Her body was still recovering from last night's activities. Her skin stung from the amount of bites- limbs aching from the demanding positions.

Sesshoumaru handed her the ornament. "It is nothing," he muttered. Kagome glanced at the figure, tracing a finger over her favourite white inuyoukai tree decoration. When she kept staring at him silently, he relented with a sigh. "I do not wish to leave this place. It is a feeling I experience each year, pay it no mind."

Kagome snorted and bumped against his side, squeezing his shoulder. "It's not like we don't have sex at home," she teased.

"That was not what I was referring to," Sesshoumaru smirked, golden eyes sliding to her. "Our families are in Tokyo. Living there makes perfect sense. However, having you here in the mountains… and being able to walk outside in the snow without the need for a glamour is...freeing."

Kagome hummed, nodding and fiddling with the decoration. Sesshoumaru did surprisingly well in the city, considering his keen sense of smell. But she knew given the choice, he'd prefer to live in a vast, sprawling countryside that reminded him of his youth. She couldn't say she disagreed. "Well, when we have a kid… I'd like for them to experience that kind of freedom too. They shouldn't have to hide who they are all the time and neither should you. Maybe we should seriously consider moving out of the city? We've talked about it before but we keep getting distracted with doing other stuff. Having a kid is a valid reason to commit to it now."

Thin lips curved. He wound an arm around her waist, drawing the miko closer. "I also do not want to leave because I wish to monopolise your time longer," he purred into her ear.

Kagome shivered and giggled, twisting in his arms to loop her own around his neck. She kissed his jaw, blue eyes glittering. "I'm still sore from last night," she sighed, pressing her face against his neck and breathing in his good, masculine smell. "Mn, screw it. One more for the road?"

Sesshoumaru gave a surprised, deep chuckle that warmed her insides, claws lightly dragging at her back. A kiss was pressed to her temple. "You are incorrigible," he said with forced exasperation. "Was twelve days of sex not enough for you, little minx? Let none accuse me of being the hungry demon that devours your innocence nightly. It is you who starves for me," sharp teeth dragged over her ear, breath hot.

Kagome wriggled in delight, reaching behind him and grasping a generous handful of his ass. Sesshoumaru grunted as she straddled him, rocking them together. "Hey, you made me like this. Take responsibility."

"Very well, as my mate desires."

She rolled her eyes. "Don't act like you're doing me a favour when you're just as- ah!"

A hard nip cut her off, but before Sesshoumaru could complete the journey of leaning her back, likely to take her on the rug- Kagome pushed back. Placing a hand on his chest and keeping him locked in a heated stare, Kagome eased herself up to shed her underwear. 

The air shifted, Sesshoumaru falling silent and watchful. She knew he liked to watch her take her pleasure, and was more than happy to oblige, freeing him and stroking his impressive length. Straddling the former Lord of the West, Kagome sank herself down on his cock, letting out a pleased groan. Her sex ached from their excessive lovemaking, but she ignored it in favour of hooking both legs around his waist tightly. Large hands cradled her beneath her thighs. 'I won't let you fall' they said, warming her insides. 

The dance began again. Heady sighs and moans whispered into the space between their lips, before being muffled by lazily kisses that grew in intensity. Bouncing herself fiercely off of his cock, Kagome panted and mewled, watching for the moment his usually placid, stoic face twisted and shattered into blushing, shuddering, barely-there restraint. She adored that face. 

Riding him harder, Kagome hissed and groaned. "How can I- get tired of this...when the face you're making right now is my favourite?"

Sesshoumaru's eyes cracked wider, warming. His face buried in her neck with a murmur, before slamming himself inside her and joining in with her frantic, needy thrusts, growing quicker into their moaning end. 

"Merry Christmas," she giggled tiredly.

"Hn," her mate gave a chuckle.

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End