And as Kikyo had no objections to being taken in such a manner, Seishirou got what he wanted, and possibly more. Kikyo pushed his fingers into Seishirou's hair beside his ear, at first gently with a smooth caress that mirrored the low purr of his voice.
He didn't see the illusion Seishirou threw around them, though he could have assumed it was a kekkai of some sort, if he cared to ponder on it.
There were things far more intriguing within his grasp, which he reached for with open arms. His fingers tightened their grip on Seishirou's hair, as forceful as it was gentle only moments ago as he pulled him insistently into his dark kiss. His tongue slid sensuously across Seishirou's lips, demanding entrance.
Re: Behind an illusion wall at the end of the hallway.
He didn't see the illusion Seishirou threw around them, though he could have assumed it was a kekkai of some sort, if he cared to ponder on it.
There were things far more intriguing within his grasp, which he reached for with open arms. His fingers tightened their grip on Seishirou's hair, as forceful as it was gentle only moments ago as he pulled him insistently into his dark kiss. His tongue slid sensuously across Seishirou's lips, demanding entrance.