What's mine is yours, But what's mine is mine

Chapter 10: Entrust it all to me

If she hadn't been wise enough before to think he was despicable-on that one night in particular-she certainly did now. She broke the kiss.

When she drew abreast of the lord, he turned to follow her across the front of the chapel, and through an open doorway that led to a corridor with several doors.

After their confrontation in the church staging area, Rin had swept out of the hall. Sesshomaru wouldn't be surprised if she'd gotten into a horse, gone directly out the front gates and left. His mocking suggestion had apparently been the last straw, as far as his wife was concerned. Yes, his wife.

When they reached one of the empty rooms, he turned her to face him.

She frowned up at him. "Neatly done." Referring how he had maneuvered her the past week. How he had taken her by surprise. And marry her off to him without her consent!

It wasn't a compliment. Nonetheless, he smiled easily.

She wrinkled her nose. "I was forced to take comportment lessons, at my own wedding." She muttered in disbelief. She was in the bath one moment, the next she's already done with her wedding. Her wedding for pete's sake!

His smile widened into a grin. "I can see the results. Your manners are exquisite, particularly toward me."

Sarcasm is not appreciated, she grumbled.

He slipped in his hand around her waist, and when she laid his hand in his, he pulled her closer.

She sucked in a startled breath. "Of course, this is expected." She whispered, more to herself than him, trying to calm her nerves and make rational the irrational.

"Lucky me." He'd been itching to touch her all evening, even if it was through the satiny barrier of her dress.

Sesshomaru's eyes stayed on Rin's as the world receded around them and they were swept away by the notes that hung in the air. The sound of the heart's beating.

Her eyes were more of burgundy than brown now that she's angry at him. They reflected her emotion in a way that she probably wouldn't be happy about but was fascinating and useful for him.

Right now, her eyes were telling him that she was affected by their nearness although she was trying hard not to let it show.

He could feel her body heat under his hand at the small of her back. Her lips were slightly parted and carried a lustrous red shimmer that called to him.

"Hold on" she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back. She dared.

"Just hold on one damn minute." she panted out a breath, then another. "You know the trouble with you?"

No. He just stared and lock gazes with her. Those yellow ochre pools. He waited. "What is?"

"I'm trying to remember." She wanted to rub her hands over her face, but she didn't dare release him.

"Okay, I've got it. However momentarily satisfying harems are, you end up dissatisfied. That's not the way it's going to be here. This isn't going to be a fling. You're going to have to accept that."

Now she dare lecture him about sex. Women weren't suppose to complicate sex. "Fine, we'll call it something else."

"There are strings, Rin." Her hands still on his shoulders, he began slowly backing her toward the wall. He could already see her naked and gleaming. "Trust. Honesty. Affection. Once I touch you, no one touches you but me."

"They're not exactly lined up around the block waiting to get their hands on me." Her feet bumped into the wall. He was looking at her in that way that made her both nervous and eager. "I don't sleep around."

"Neither do I. I consider intimacy a serious business. And I'll have intimacy from you, Rin, in bed and out. That's bottom line."

"Look-" her throat was burning dry, her hormones bouncing. "I'm not a business contract."

No." He backed her easily through the hall. "I'm defining the terms."

For Rin it's a personal one. That's much more involved, much more important. She had to put the deal on the table. Judging from the looks of it, this deal's about to close.

He swept her into his arms.

"I-Maybe I have terms of my own." He didn't answer. "We need to keep this simple."

"Not an option." At the top of the stairs, he turned left, carried her through a doorway and into a room washed with the last vivid light of the western sky. "This is a mutual physical relationship."

"There's more to sex than physical. He laid her on the bed. "I guess I'll have to show you."

She stood again. He worked his hands above the back of her dress. He pressed and rubbed her muscles, soothing her. Rin made a low sound of pleasure. He undid the hook at the back of her top and then lowered the zipper, relaxing her bodice. Rin sighed and the cups of her bra fell away from her breasts. Sesshomaru feasted on the sight.

Rin's lips were parted and glistening, her eyes half-opened, in a daze. She was beckoning to him. He bent down and lowered his mouth to capture hers. Rin's knees buckled, nearly taking them both down to the floor. Sesshomaru drew his brows together, concentrating on the task at hand, giving and receiving pleasure. He deepened the kiss. Rin moaned.

Suddenly, she pushed him away. Defiantly so. The sound of her own voice, laced with want and need brought her back to her senses.

"We can't do this!" Clearly, she meant to hold him off on sex. Until she agrees to it.

Sesshomaru breathed in deep and took a moment to bring himself back from acute arousal. Damn, It hurt.

No doubt about it. He'd have to raise hell to get her to agree as soon as possible.