𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮 犬夜叉 ♡ ; 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚡 𝚘𝚌

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Sesshomaru, with the guidance of the servants and Jaken's ever so zealous ambition to lead his master, were motioned into the secondary dining hall that gave the grand hall a delicate coating of mediocrity in comparison.

Jaken, in awe, bounced his eyes from corner to corner to marvel at the intricate decorations all fixed in place in such intricate patterns that he could only imagine just how extensive and just how dangerous it was to sculpt this grandiose design.

"This prince seems to have accumulated a vast amount of wealth to have such fine eye for detail, milord." murmured Jaken under his breath behind Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru's eyebrow twitched in response to Jaken's ogling.

Kojitsu, on the other hand, smirked at the hushed admiration that came from the imp. It was true, in fact, that it took countless slaves and countless soldiers to make sure that his castle was fastened in such a liking that even his father had to interject.

But Kojitsu saw it to happen, regardless of the naysayers. And now those naysayers laid underneath the dirt of his palace where they belonged.

Sesshomaru's golden eyes lazily looked over to the women on each side of him. They looked fatigued, some even falling asleep as they walked next to Sesshomaru which only made him scoff in blatant disgust. If one were to run a kingdom through vanity, it will all but succeed and instead crumble under his golden feet.

"Hmph."

Kojitsu, his pacing smooth and carefully mitigated along the cherry wood floors, stood at his end of the dining table. Sesshomaru and Jaken stood on the opposite end, Sesshomaru's face stoic while Jaken's was wide and alert. Jaken could not put his staff on it, but it was something about this entire invitation that made him suspect it from the very beginning.

"Well then," Kojitsu made a motion at the girls to shoo them away. Without even bowing in respect to Sesshomaru, they turned on their heels to exit the hall rather briskly. Who's to say how many nights they had stayed up preparing the palace for Sesshomaru's visit. All that some servants wished for was rest. They would so happily surrender a meal to lay in their cot and not be beckoned for the rest of the day.

Almost immediately after the initial two servants exited, rows and rows of servants surrounded the three of them with different meals varying of smells, spices and textures. Kojitsu knew not what a daiyokai would eat but he made sure that every available option was presented to him in such a manner that he would not even consider to decline.

"Oh, my!" Jaken marveled at the rich aromas surrounding him that utterly made his mouth water. There were plates of fish, lamb, cattle, vegetables, rice, all from near and far.

"My lord, may I?" Jaken asked with his eyes but his hand was already extending towards one of the plates outstretched to him. His yellowed eyes glimmered like he was a lad again.

Just a small bite won't upset the lord. Ha, yes of course not.

"By all means, help yourself. The maidens will bring out the finest of sake momentarily. But until then, eat!" Kojitsu bared a gleeful smile at the pair as he sat down in front of them, helping himself to his own glass of crisp sake brought all the way from the farther eastern lands.

As Kojitsu sat, Sesshomaru stood while Jaken helped himself to a hearty plate of fish and the flirtatious giggles of a few maidens that fed him the food with zest.

Sesshomaru couldn't cut his eyes at Jaken with a sharper blade if he could.

Kojitsu looked onward, his deep auburn eyes studying this great lord in front of him. To hear all the rumors of this inglorious demon that struck fear in all surrounding villages only a mere few feet away from him made him feel all the more accomplished. He knew that if not for the royalties, the women, or the power would seal the deal on the two of them merging kingdoms and him reigning supreme across the lands.

After moments of silent contemplation, Kojitsu cleared his throat which caused the concubines and Jaken to stop their incessant giggling, oohing and aahing.

"Now that you've gotten comfortable, I assume," he extended his hand towards his glass which prompted a concubine to pour upon rehearse, never missing a beat to his silent choreography.

"I have a proposition for you." he shooed the maiden away, taking a small sip and placing it in front of him. Finger softly tapping across the rim of the cup.

Sesshomaru's stoned face remained in place while Jaken lead the way for all emotional rebuttal.

"My lord doesn't simply negotiation off meals, although absolutely divine, and fancy illustrations. He simply doesn't negotiate off decorative gestures so we must decline."

"Oh, but this is so much more than just food and music. You have Power. You'll have."

He reached down to take a bite of his fish, intentionally building suspense at his glamorized gestures.

In between chews, he snapped his fingers to the guards to bring Her Out.

There was a brief silence, then a faint chime of bells that grew louder each passing second. The adjacent doors slid open to one guard, one elder concubine and the centerpiece of all the Grand Hall's attention: Chiho.

Her snow-white hair was brushed and trimmed down her tailbone in a pristine fashion. Not a flyaway in place. Her full lips painted a flushed red with each stroke of her makeup delicately etched across her porcelain face to accentuate her pigmented bluish hues.

Her Jūnihitoe lacquered in emerald green, gold, and royal blue to bring out both her complexion and her full, flowing locks.

There was an older concubine behind her, holding up her Jūnihitoe as they walked, the bells coordinating their motion closer and closer to Kojitsu. The same elder concubine that provided Chiho with the charm led the way, her expression somber as it was fatigued. She prayed passionately and silently that the son of her previous affairs would save them all from this slow-brooding hell, and that Chiho would be the key initiator to their freedom.

Jaken and Sesshomaru watched as they escorted the mysterious girl out, both senses on high. Sesshomaru could smell the pungency of her personalized brimstone-like aroma along with Kojitsu's meshed into her pores. It disgusted him while at the same time, slightly intriguing him. Who was this woman among humans? And was Kojitsu one to use a pound of flesh to push his agenda?

"I introduce you to Chiho, my bride and only a mere glimpse of the," when positioned next to him, the elderly concubines hurriedly took their place on the opposite sides of the table, clutching their hands and glancing at the polished floorboards in unison.

When Chiho's lower portion was out of visibility's range, Kojitsu snaked his hand under her Jūnihitoe, motioning closer and closer to her sex without giving too much of his action away. When said marker was found, he prodded inside of her, finding a rise in pleasure at the still look in her eyes as he had his way with her.

"My kingdom in all of its glory has all that we Both Need to rule this land with a steel fist. Land, wealth, power, women, resources. The list just goes on and on. All I merely ask is for a negotiation to terms so that we can both share and relish in one another's splendors so we can set an example to the neighboring kingdoms and unite into One Kingdom. We can expand. We can rule. We can bring the nations to their knees and prove what a unified front really is. But first,"

Chiho tried her best to maintain her composure, her hands gently placed on the table. She was instructed by the elder concubine to remain calm, and neutralize her disposition to keep Kojitsu happy. Especially with such an important meeting, she didn't want to face the consequences later on due to her impromptu motions. But it didn't protect her from his sudden motions.

He pressed against her sensitive spot, causing her to jolt forward in abrupt orgasm, her juices cascading onto his fingers.

Kojitsu's jaw clenched as he retracted said fingers, wiping them on her inner thighs archaically slow.

Sesshomaru, Jaken and the maids noticed the awkward exchange but only Sesshomaru had caught wind of the demoralizing act demonstrated right in front of them.

Pathetic.

"But first I provide with my own form of an offering." Kojitsu continued on, sipping his sake casually as if his prior actions never took place.

"I offer you my bride, in exchange for your kingdom."