I would imagine Baby Saja would really be against the idea of being the groups Maknae. So the guys start treating him like a literal baby giving him lots of love and attention to break him. He does not like playing with Abby, kisses from Mystery, but he doesn’t mind being fed by Romance, or hearing having Jinu sing him to sleep. Eventually he starts to enjoy being pampered by his Hyungs.

Worthy of Affection

AN: I took part in troll's Sesskag drabble series and wrote a short lil thing. You can read everyone's drabbles here on ao3 ^^

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Sesshoumaru had been quite happily resting against the bark of a tree that still, summer evening, when he sensed a presence draw near. Footfalls graced his hearing. 

He figured the miko would say a greeting and pass by- mokomoko puffing up with shock when he felt a weight sink against his side.

Golden eyes snapped open. “Miko. What are you doing?”

A muffled sigh reached his hearing. “Can I ask you something?”

“This one should like his question to be answered first.”

“Am I too much?” she continued on, and it was then he scented the pungent odor of alcohol on her breath. “Am I…difficult to be around?” 

Sesshoumaru let his head rest against the bark again, cutting his eyes to the tree branches above. “You should ask your friends these things, not I.”

“They'll just tell me what I wanna hear. C'mon, we defeated Naraku together and we're totally buddies now. Please?”

Buddies. Sesshoumaru did not like the way that word tasted on his tongue. 

“It's just…my temper can be bad, and I know I'm moody and,” she motioned with her hands. “A lot. Maybe I'm not cut out for love.”

Scenting genuine worry leak into her scent, followed by a small sniff, Sesshoumaru glanced down at her head of dark hair as she pulled away. “Sorry. Nevermind. I was being weird.”

She'd broken up with the Hanyou several months ago but it appeared she was finally processing it. Hn.

His hand closed around her elbow before she could leave. With a tug, she fell right back into mokomoko. 

“You are not unlovable, foolish girl,” he uttered. “You are…endearing enough to warrant affection.” 

“R-really?”

“Hn.”

Kagome sniffed again, taking a few deep breaths. When she pushed back her hair and finally looked up at him, blue eyes glistened with tears. She gave a wobbly smile.

“Thanks, buddy.”

“You will die by my hand should you call this one thus again.”

She laughed, cuddling into mokomoko drunkenly. “Naww you wouldn't do that. I warrant affection! You said it yourself, no takebacks.” 

Giving a heavy sigh, Sesshoumaru unfurled his claws. His deadly hand found her hip, resting there for the remainder of the night. “If you drool on this one, that is also grounds for execution.” 

“I make no promises.”

37: a kiss on the upper back.

It was entirely casual.

Kagome reminded herself of this fact more and more lately. Sitting up from the warm nest of furs, goosebumps raced over skin damp with sweat. She shivered and tried to shield herself from the chill in the air now that she’d drawn away from the solid heat source at her side.

The demon lay on his back, dozing and slowly recovering. Darkness obscured his face, but moonlight managed to catch on trailing silver hair that had sprawled outside the heavy shadows of their cave. Kagome stood a little unsteadily, going about her ritual of gathering discarded clothes that had been thrown in odd places. She got the feeling he enjoyed flinging them as far as possible. Dressing in the poor light, blue eyes strayed to her bedmate.

Gleaming gold stared back.

Jumping a little, Kagome offered a small smile, fluffing out her hair that smelled of his scent.

“I should be getting back,” she said in a hushed tone, not wanting to disturb the quiet atmosphere.

Sesshoumaru’s lips- slightly red and bruised with evidence of hard kisses- parted as he exhaled. He hummed and sat up, pale flesh bared and revealing the full extent of his stripes. Kagome had tasted each one.

“It is not as though the old miko has need of you until morning,” Sesshoumaru uttered silkily, resting his elbows on his knees.

Heat hooked low in her stomach. Slick thighs pressed together. “She’ll notice if I’m gone the whole night.”

“Hn.”

When he did not offer any incentive to stay or protest further, Kagome forced a smile, weaker this time. Padding to the entrance and lingering, she glanced over one shoulder. “I guess I’ll see you next time.”

Sesshoumaru’s expression remained unreadable, as per usual.

Turning away and lifting a foot with the intention to leave- a hand covered her eyes. A gasp caught in her throat as her collar was tugged down at the back. The sensation of teeth suddenly closed around her trapezius muscle. Hard but without breaking her skin. She instantly froze, reiki flaring before settling down as she bit back a shameful noise. Hot breath fanned over her upper back, until something soft pressed against prickling skin.

“…Next time, find an excuse to stay longer. I was not nearly anywhere finished with you.”

Kagome swallowed, cheeks blazing red as his hand fell away, allowing her to blink rapidly. Of course he’d never beg or ask her to stay outright.

And she’d never linger and jeopardise their secret until he did.

Just casual.

“S-sure,” Kagome breathed, looking back at him. When she smiled this time, it was genuine. A honeyed gaze warmed, just a touch- or perhaps it was a trick of the light. The pounding of her heart was unmistakable though.

Feeling him let go, the miko slowly drew away and walked out into a clearing, navigating by gentle moonlight all the way back to the village. When she slipped back unnoticed into Kaede’s hut, Kagome buried herself deep under the covers of her futon and tried not to think about the expression she’d glimpsed upon his face.

Had that been the look of someone in a casual fling?

Kagome groaned and buried her face into a pillow, feeling like her clothes, skin and hair reeked of his smell, saturating stuffy air beneath the covers and cloaking her in his scent.

Google says carbonated beverages weren’t invented until about a century after Jinu would have been alive. 🫧

Chapters: 63/66 Fandom: InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Higurashi Kagome/Sesshoumaru, Higurashi Kagome & Sesshoumaru, InuYasha/Kikyou (InuYasha), Hojo Akitoki/Jakotsu Characters: Sesshoumaru (InuYasha), Higurashi Kagome, InuYasha (InuYasha), Kagura (InuYasha), Kouga (InuYasha), Hojo (InuYasha), Jakotsu (InuYasha), Naraku (InuYasha), Sango (InuYasha) Additional Tags: Workplace, Journalism, Modern Era, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, BDSM, Sex Toys Under Clothing, Smut, Eventual Relationships, Voyeurism, Erotica, Autoerotic Asphyxiation, Consensual Non-Consent, Happy Ending, Adult Content, Public Orgasm, Slow Burn, Stalking Summary:

Kagome just wanted to write about cute cafés—not test a high-end vibrator for work. Desperate, she ropes in her stoic (and unfairly gorgeous) coworker, Sesshoumaru, for “objective” research. What starts as a hilariously awkward experiment spirals into teasing, tension, and some very inappropriate workplace dynamics. But as their “professional” arrangement heats up, Kagome starts to wonder—are they still just testing the product, or each other?

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