“Is it bad to say I want you to myself tonight..?”

On account of the slayers’ annual banquet, Tengen asked for ‘his ladies’ to get dressed up.

& god, how you hated that term when it came from his smug lips. Possessive & undeserving,

But as Hinatsuru came up behind your toned figure in the floor-standing mirror, Her accessorized, & bare arms lazily draping around your hips, & waist, Suddenly, the idea of being claimed didn’t seem all that horrible.

Her soft hands rubbed gently at your stomach. The soft skin she had admired & kissed at a countless amount of times. Her hips eased into yours, & she slowly swayed with you. Side, to side. Her violet eyes enticing in the reflection.

"You're so beautiful.." Hinatsuru cooed. She placed kind kisses along the rim of your bare shoulder.