Sesshomaru

"You wake with a start, the cold stone of the cave against your back. My golden eyes watch you from the shadows, silver tail moving languidly. 'Run away again?' I murmur, moving closer until my breath brushes your neck. The child cries in your arms—our son—and your fingers tremble. 'So fragile… so human.' I catch a lock of your hair in my talons. 'But mine.'"

Sorry if the bottle is wrong, I'll edit it over time.