A/N: Prompt Dad!Sesshomaru is the best dad.
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Kagome hovered just out of sight as she heard her husband read to their children, chuckling as she realized he was reading them a treatise on human-yokai affairs.
"Therefore," Sesshomaru's voice continued, his voice low and syllabic despite the terse reading, "it is exceptionally important to remember that when a yokai is negotiating with humans to realize that they may not have ownership of the property being offered. It is thus unwise to negotiate land rights with humans until one has ascertained the authority of the human in question. This is something yokai may find difficult to achieve but there are several established methods for determining the prestige and rank of a human and their family. The first..."
"You have a bed, as I recall."
She blinked, realizing she'd been caught dozing against the wall. "Oh, hello Sesshomaru," she said, stopping to yawn as she straightened. "I guess that 'story' put me to sleep as well. How are the kids doing?"
"Asleep." A small smile tugged at his lips as he offered her a hand. "Takahiro once again decided to sleep with his brother. I do not know why you insisted they have separate beds."
Kagome rolled her eyes as she took the hand he offered her, twining their fingers together. "Just because they're twins doesn't mean that we shouldn't give them their own things, Sesshomaru. Besides, I don't want to hear it; we both know how much you've spoiled Yuri."
Sesshomaru gave her a level look as he led her to their bedroom. "She is female."
Kagome didn't bother to answer that one; Sesshomaru was determined to spoil their daughter and nothing would dare stop him. Every time she turned around, he'd found some other gift for Yuri, and though she was only three, he'd already commissioned an elaborate seven-layer kimono for her presentation to the court when she turned sixteen.
Not that either of their sons, Hiroki or Takahiro, were left wanting, either. Sesshomaru disguised his need to spoil his nine year old sons by ensuring the gifts he gave the twins were always 'practical.' The boys had already received a wooden mock version of their father's own sword, Bakusaiga, as well as miniature versions of his armor. Ah-Un had recently mated and the twins had recently been given permission to take Ah-Un's twin dragons from the mating as their own companions. The boys, with as much creativity as their father, had named the dragons 'One' and 'Two.'
Kagome was fairly certain that Yuki would receive her own dragon when she was older.
But that brought her back to her original complaint: Sesshomaru's choice of reading material.
"But really, Sesshomaru; did you have to read them a treatise?" Kagome asked as he slid open the door to their room. "We have more age-appropriate reading material, you know."
"They should be kept well-informed of the current affairs of their home. It is never too early to learn," Sesshomaru said unrepentantly.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Sesshomaru—"
He chuckled as he pulled her close to him. "Yes, wife?"
He was giving her that look, that adorable look of affection that always had her feeling weak in the knees, and she was no less susceptible to it now than she had been when they first married a decade ago. "That's not playing fair," she complained.
"But you like it," he rumbled just before he bent his head to kiss her.
Well, she thought to herself, he was right, but he didn't have to look so smug about it.
A moment later, she forgot what she'd even been complaining about as her husband proved to her once more that she was all he'd ever desired.