Softness beneath her, a warm body above her... Kexing isn't much for what could be considered exhibitionism, but in this wooded area they're alone and it gives a sense of privacy. She can smell the grass and trees around them and the unique musk of Sesshomaru so close. It's only natural that she wrap those lissome arms around his shoulders, lean up into his hungry kiss, and draw her legs up and apart to make room for him between them.

Her hands stroke across his strong shoulder, over the muscle and sinew of his back, fingers splayed and trailing meaningless patterns over his skin. Ah, but that kiss, the first taste of him id divine. Kexing presses into it, tongue sliding against his in a secret, erotic dance that makes her eager for more.