Chapter 01

"Welcome to Shikon Massage," a voice greeted as they walked in. "Ah, it's nice to see you again, Kouga-sama. And this kind sir is…?"

"Sesshoumaru," he answered indifferently.

"I'm gonna have the usual. Sessh, choose whatever you want, okay? See you in an hour. Bye." With that, his companion disappeared into the left corridor, leaving him alone with the woman.

"So, Sesshoumaru-sama," she resumed awkwardly, intimidated by his height and stiffness, "Which type of massage would you like to have?"

Glancing at the brochure offered to him, he randomly selected a type offered.

"Very well. Please follow me." She said, leading him to the right corridor and stopped in front of a room. She knocked and entered.

"Kagome-chan, this is Sesshoumaru-sama, your new client," she said.

The massage therapist turned around with a handful of aromatherapy bottles and smiled sheepishly. "Thanks, Sango-chan. Hello, Sesshoumaru-sama. There's a changing room over there and there's the bed, the towels are over there—I'll be there after you're ready."

He nodded stiffly and disappeared into the small changing room she pointed.

"You got a hot client, Kagome-chan," Sango whispered with a mischievous wink, before laughing at her coloured face and leave the room.

Sesshoumaru stripped out of his clothes, covered his ass with a towel and made his self comfortable on the bed.

She entered few moments later with two bottles of oils. "I choose sandalwood scented oil, Sesshoumaru-sama. Is that to your liking?"

He nodded curtly. "It will be sufficient."

She poured the oil into her palm and started to massage his back, silently admiring his well toned body.

He watched her movements from the corner of his eyes. He noticed her slight blush when she looked at his body and he could not help his pride swelling a bit. Her small hand started to massage his back, the scent and the soft music playing helped him relax.

"Beautiful," she could not help but whispered softly, her finger tracing a magenta marking on his hips that disappeared into the towel.

"Hn," he answered, smirking when she jumped. "You are supposed to give me your service, therapist, not admiring my body."

She blushed, though a tiny spark of anger was present in her eyes. She bowed slightly and removed her finger. "I apologize, Sesshoumaru-sama."

She then moved to massage his arms and legs. His marble muscles were so soft to her touch, so hard yet so velvety. Perfection, she mused silently. He was the perfection who lived up to his name.

"I am done, Sesshoumaru-sama," she said, before leaving the room.

He got dressed and went out of the room without sparing her a glance. Kouga was sitting in the longue, arms and legs crossed, obviously waiting for him.

"I've paid," he said as he stood. "Thanks Sango. We'll be visiting next time."

He followed him to his car to the passenger seat. "So how was it, Sesshoumaru? It's not that bad, isn't it?"

His mind went back to the beautiful petite therapist. Her touches and blush lingered in his thoughts. "Beautiful," he heard the soft whisper again in his head, along with the feeling of her finger on his marking. The scent of sandalwood brushed his nose.

"It is acceptable," he replied simply, before fastening his seatbelt and drove off.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed my first story! Dedicated to S.L., who loves this pairing very much. Please review :D