Well never say never I guess – guys, I’m working on a SessKag AU 🤣 Just a one-shot, nothing crazy. But this damn plunny where Sess is a reclusive artist burrowed its way into my brain, and this is the only way to get it out!

Sometimes you just gotta go where the muse takes you 😉 Prolly won’t have the full fic posted till the end of the week, but here’s a little teaser for those of you who are so inclined 💕

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(Minor) Spoiler Warning

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“Model for you?” Kagome blinked. “Me?”

Sesshoumaru nodded, trying not to grimace in dread at the memory of debacles past. “I think you would be perfect for it.”

Her cheeks flushed. “Would I have to, um, get naked in front of you?”

“Not if you do not wish to.”

A bit of her tension eased at this. Yet still she shifted, her eyes fixed upon the teacup she was clutching in both hands.

“I don’t know…I don’t think Inuyasha would like it.”

Certainly not, Sesshoumaru knew, though it shouldn’t concern him. “I’ll pay you, of course.”

She had such an expressive face. In Inuyasha’s absence, her features had lost their habitual soft schooling, and the array of emotions that flitted past was so vivid and raw that Sesshoumaru wished he could sketch her right then and there. It reminded him of the play of sun and shadow through a veil of shifting clouds, but all that light and darkness came from within her instead.

He could read the deliberation in her downcast eyes. Against her reservations, she was weighing Inuyasha’s debts and her own, and finding in the balance some dream long deferred. But when she looked to him again, her face was clear—like marble swept clean by the rain.

“How much?” Kagome asked him.

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Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi