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[fated_dance]

[ Zishu hums happily under those nails as he relaxes on his new lover. His hands lazily run over what he can reach of Sesshomaru. ]

It's finding the person, or people, that know you best. Walking beside them. Feeling...complete. At peace. Of knowing you aren't alone...It's parting, but knowing you will find them again.

[ He nuzzles a sensitive ear, breathing warmly over it. ]

We have a warm home to welcome you to.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He arches and presses into those hands, listening to Zishu's description. Has he met someone like that? Maybe in the sense of a child or a friend - but not a lover.}

Can they come in different forms? Not just a mate, I mean.

{That ear twitches and Sesshomaru's breath catches.}

Kitsunes are mischievous.

[fated_dance]

[ He lets his touch firm, attentive to sensitive spots to help the demon continue to feel good. ]

Yes. There were four soulmates I met once. I do not believe they were intimate with the whole group.

[ But just for that comment, he licks that ear playfully, mischief in his eyes and cant of his ears. ]

By nature, it seems.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{Soon, soft sounds escape Sesshomaru's lips and he arches to fit their bodies together as snugly as possible.}

Four...? {But only two or three were intimate?} Their emotions transcended the physical?

{Groaning, he nips at Zishu's ear to get "revenge".}

They have exams in my world.