Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction of Swords ❯ Seducing the Sword. ( Chapter 5 )

Note -*Normally I do not put notes on the top of my chapters, but for this chapter I felt like I needed to. I wanted to add again that this story is AU. I did as promised and explained about Sephiroth (There is a few reading this who do not know who he is) I tried to keep most of the facts about him as close as I could. I changed some things a little to fit into this.*



Sephiroth sits down on the couch close to Sesshoumaru. He puts the glasses down on the coffee table, and pours the red wine into both glasses. “Sesshoumaru you go first. Tell me more about you.” He picks up one of the glasses and hands it to the stunning youkai...

Sesshoumaru reaches out to take the glass from Sephiroth. When Sesshoumaru takes the glass, Sephiroth quickly moves his hand to the top of the youkai’s hand. Sephiroth lightly runs his fingers over Sesshoumaru’s hand.

Sesshoumaru tenses up, and quickly pulls his hand away, making the wine slosh around in the glass. His amber eyes narrowing in suspicion as he coldly glares at the human. He wonders if Sephiroth is trying to scent him again. Sephiroth slowly pulls his hand back and smirks wickedly at the other male’s reaction.

Sesshoumaru brings the glass to his nose, sniffing the red liquid and his hand. There is no strange scent on his hand or in the wine. Tentatively he brings the glass to his lips.

Sephiroth reaches for his wineglass as he curiously observes the other male. “Are you checking to see if I poisoned the wine? You watched as I poured the wine into both glasses.” He brings his own glass to his mouth and sips the cool liquid.

Sesshoumaru watches the other male drink the wine. He brings the glass to his mouth, and slowly he drinks the liquid.

Sephiroth thinks it will be interesting to torment and test the suspicious acting youkai. He leisurely pulls his glass away from his lips, and says smoothly, “I may have poisoned your glass though.”

Sesshoumaru quickly jerks the goblet away from his mouth, and slams it down on the coffee table. Surprisingly the wineglass does not break. His eyes darken dangerously as he turns his head and glares at the other male. In a dangerous tone, he asks, “Is this more of your little mind games, Sephiroth?”

“Why would you think I am playing games with you? You are the one who was sniffing the wine. I just wanted to see what your reaction would be,” he pauses briefly. “If I intended to kill you, do you really think I would do it that way?” Sephiroth brings his glass to his lips and downs the rest of the wine.

Sesshoumaru snarls and his amber eyes flash at Sephiroth with annoyance. Finally, he responds angrily, “I am not sure what your motives are. I did not find your comment amusing. You are trying my patience human!”

A wicked smile twitches over Sephiroth’s lips over the agitation he is causing Sesshoumaru. The youkai is definitely pissed, he is calling him human again. Sephiroth’s strategy is working. He will continue to test Sesshoumaru’s patience throughout the night, to see how far he can push the other male.

Sephiroth tries to assure Sesshoumaru that he did not poison anything. With amusement in his voice, he states, “I did not do anything to your glass or the wine. Please drink your wine.” Sephiroth’s eyes slowly move over the length of the youkai’s body. “Your whole body is tense.” Turning his body towards the other male, he reaches over and places his right hand on Sesshoumaru’s leg, right above his knee. Lightly he begins to massage the tense muscles on the youkai’s leg. “You need to try and relax. We have a lot to discuss tonight.”

Sesshoumaru looks down at his leg as the other male is touching it. He hates to admit, what Sephiroth is doing feels good. The light massage, and the warmth emanating off of Sephiroth’s fingers is sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Sesshoumaru notices that the human is slowly working his hand further up his leg. His hand is now halfway up his thigh.

Sephiroth continues to massage the youkai’s leg. The slow process of seducing Sesshoumaru begins. His body burns with lust, as he is so close to where he really wants to be touching the other male. He smirks when Sesshoumaru closes his eyes and spreads his legs open a little bit, allowing Sephiroth more access to his inner thigh. He continues to slowly work his hand upwards. He licks his lips in anticipation when his fingers brush close to the apex of Sesshoumaru’s thighs. He is close to the package that he so badly wants to claim.

Sesshoumaru gives a warning growl and opens his eyes. He grips Sephiroth’s hand and moves it away from his leg. Leaning forward he grabs his glass and begins to drink the wine again. He hopes that Sephiroth does not notice how heavy his breathing is, or the tenting that has began in his jeans. He still wants to know more about this intriguing male. First things first he thinks as he empties the glass of wine.

“I was just trying to help you to relax,” Sephiroth’s voice comes out low and husky. Quickly he shifts his body, and turns away from the other male. He moves forward on the couch a little bit, trying to reposition the material on his jeans from pressing down on his throbbing cock.

Sesshoumaru puts his glass down and stares into the fireplace that is a few feet away from the coffee table. He watches the fire dance around for a moment. Finally, he murmurs, “I presume you already know that I am a youkai.”

Sephiroth nods and asks, “Yes. What type and are you a full-blooded youkai?”

“My blood is not tainted. I am a full-blooded inu youkai.”

'So all of the information I received was correct. Interesting he is an inu youkai, that explains those deadly claws and those sexy assed fangs. I wonder what it would take to make him howl in pleasure?’ Sephiroth struggles with the burning desire that continues to course through his body. He looks down at his tented jeans. 'Down boy... the time is not right yet, just a little longer.’ Sephiroth fights his urges and comes out of his musings. He glances over at the other male.

“What do you do for a living?” Sephiroth inquires.

“I run a corporation. We deal mainly with weapons.” Sesshoumaru turns and looks at Sephiroth. “Enough questions about me. I wish to learn about you, and how you were able to keep up with me in the ring.”

“I will explain it all, here in a moment. I will be right back.” Sephiroth stands up, grabs the empty wine bottle, and heads off for the kitchen.

Sesshoumaru continues to gaze into the fire. When he hears a door opening, he looks over to his left when the other male re-enters the room, holding another bottle of wine.

“I am a chemically and genetically enhanced human.” Sephiroth sits down on the couch and prepares the bottle of wine. He fills both of their glasses, and hands one to Sesshoumaru.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes widen in shock by this statement. “Continue.”

“Have you heard of the ShinRa Corporation?” Sephiroth shifts his body, and turns towards the other male. When Sesshoumaru nods yes, he continues on, “Some ShinRa scientists found a 2000 year old organism or alien creature, her name was Jenova. Initial study of her, showed that she possessed special powers,” he pauses briefly and looks away. “Three scientists were appointed to study her, and study the special abilities she possessed. The assignment was named the Jenova project. The goal was to produce humans with super powers. Make the ultimate soldier,” Sephiroth’s voice edges with tension. His eyes take on a distant look as he becomes silent and lost in thought.

“Continue,” Sesshoumaru says impatiently. He reaches out and nudges Sephiroth’s leg to get his attention.

Sephiroth comes out of his musing, and glances at the other male. A cold, dark looks plays across his face as he begins to speak again in a cold tone, “My father was one of the three scientists appointed to the project. My birth mother was another one. The bastard got her pregnant, and injected her and her fetus with Jenova cells. Eight months later I was born,” he pauses to drink more of his wine. Taking in a deep breath, he continues, “When I was five years old, Hojo-my father started injecting me with mako enhancement treatments.”

“Mako?” Sesshoumaru inquisitively asks.

“It is a special type of raw energy, pumped out of the planet. It compares to radioactive materials, and is very dangerous. If it is not handled, injected properly or extended exposure can lead to madness, genetic mutation, poisoning, and ultimately death. Mako injections are why my eyes glow,” Sephiroth states.

“Interesting. Do you still receive these treatments?” Sesshoumaru curiously asks.

Sephiroth ignores the question. He quickly stands up and walks over to the other side of the room. Turning the knob on the dimmer switch, he dims the lights. Sesshoumaru curiously watches him, wondering what he is up too this time. Sephiroth laughs at the questioning look the youkai is giving him. Laughing, he states, “The bright light hurts my eyes.” Sephiroth heads back to the couch and sits down. He turns towards Sesshoumaru, and drapes his arm over the back of the couch.

Sesshoumaru turns and looks into Sephiroth’s eyes. Taking a closer look, he notices his pupils are not round, they are vertical slits, like a cats eyes. The dimmed light makes his mako green eyes cast an eerie glow. Sesshoumaru looks away for a second, taking in all the information. He feels something ghosting through his hair. Quickly he turns and glances at Sephiroth. The enhanced human pulls his hand away and smiles seductively.

Sesshoumaru shoots him a piercing gaze and asks, “What happened after these treatments?”

“I was placed in SOLDIER. That is the name of ShinRa’s elite military. I was placed there at an early age, and was trained to be the ultimate soldier. ShinRa wanted to see how well their experiment would do.” Sephiroth turns away and pours more wine for the both of them.

Sesshoumaru sits there and processes all the information he has received. The words ShinRa, Jenova, Sephiroth, mako and SOLDIER flash through his mind. Suddenly he remembers he has heard of all this before. He looks up sharply and says, “I know who you are. You are SOLDIER’S legendary General Sephiroth. The youngest General in ShinRa’s history. You are considered to be one of the most feared, powerful and skilled fighters. That explains how you were able to keep up with me.”

Sephiroth nods and smiles, “Former General.”

“It was rumored you went mad, becoming a homicidal manic. Then you burned down a town, and killed many innocent people, including the president of ShinRa. Somehow you manipulated others peoples minds. Then it was rumored you were finally killed!” Sesshoumaru callously states.

“I am sitting here in front of you. I am not dead,” Sephiroth smirks.

Sesshoumaru notices the only thing that Sephiroth denies is the fact that he was killed. Sneering, he coldly says, “So you are a manipulator, one of ShinRa’s trained puppets. Basically their trained assassin.”

Sephiroth’s whole body tenses up. He glares at Sesshoumaru with unholy fury. In a dangerous tone he snaps, “I am no ones puppet. No one pulls my strings. I am the one who pulls other peoples strings!” He takes in a deep breath to control the anger flowing through his body. Finally, he adds, “You dare and judge me, Sesshoumaru? Or should I call you Lord Sesshoumaru? What would you call what you did to your own brother? You fucked with his mind on numerous occasions. You have killed many also!”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes widen in surprise. This information of him being a lord was buried long ago, when he and Inuyasha came stateside. He wonders how Sephiroth was able to obtain so much personal information on him.

“Is that why you brought me here Sephiroth, to show me you are able to acquire classified information?” Sesshoumaru rages.

Sephiroth leans forward. His hair falling around him like a curtain, hiding his face from Sesshoumaru’s view. “Maybe I brought you here to kill you!”

The General suddenly turns without warning towards Sesshoumaru, grabbing his wrists in a death grip. Sephiroth pulls the youkai closer giving him a dark and dangerous look. In a malevolent tone, he tells him, “Maybe I did it so I could impale my sword through your stomach, and then use it to slice your pretty little throat open from ear to ear. Watch as your youkai blood splatters over the walls and on the floor.”

Sesshoumaru struggles and tries to pull his wrists free. He snarls and growls out through clenched teeth, “I am not that easy to kill. You will have a fight on your hands!”

“I would hope so. I like it when my prey struggles for their life!” Sephiroth stands up and roughly yanks Sesshoumaru up with him.

Sesshoumaru pulls his left wrist free and lifts his hand in the air, flexing his claws. The poison bubbles up to his fingertips. He is ready to strike the other male.

Sephiroth releases Sesshoumaru’s other wrist, and backs up a few feet. “That is one of the reasons I lured you here. I tested you, and you showed me what I needed to know. Even after you learned who and what I am, you still stand up to me. You do not back down, you fight back. Do you really think I would bring you to my own home to kill you? It would be a waste and a shame to kill someone as dangerous and beautiful as you are!” Sephiroth states.

“You are testing my patience,” Sesshoumaru sneers, tired of Sephiroth’s games. “So this was more of your little mind games Sephiroth. You do like getting into other peoples heads, don’t you?” He lowers his arm and draws the poison back in his hand.

“Some people it is more than their head... that I want to get into.” Sephiroth licks his lips as he lustfully looks up and down the length of Sesshoumaru’s body.

“Hmm... I am sure you do. Tell me the other motives for bringing me here,” Sesshoumaru demands.

“Please sit back down.” Sephiroth sits back down on the couch. He watches and waits to see if the youkai will do the same. Sesshoumaru sits down next to him. The General begins speaking again, “You intrigue me, which is another reason why.”

“I thought the famous General Sephiroth was known to be very anti-social. You do not seem that way to me,” Sesshoumaru states flatly.

“Do you mean anti-social like you are? I am more like you than you realize. We are a lot alike. I am anti-social, unless I see something that intrigues me, or something that I want.” Sephiroth winks and smirks at the youkai.

“I find you interesting. You intrigue me also,” Sesshoumaru confesses. He grabs his wineglass and finishes off what is left in it.

Sephiroth smiles and grabs the wine bottle. He leans over to refill the youkai’s glass. Sesshoumaru stops him and murmurs, “I have a two hour drive back home and it is late.”

“You may stay the night here... you can have the guest bedroom. As you said it is late, and you have had a lot to drink tonight,” he pauses and smirks as Sesshoumaru gives him a questioning look. “Do not worry, the door locks from the inside. I will not be able to attack you in your sleep,” Sephiroth grins deviously.

Sesshoumaru thinks about how late it is, and how he is feeling the affects of the alcohol. He nods his head yes, and holds out his wineglass for the other male to fill it. Sephiroth leans over to fill the glass. As he slowly pours the liquid, he places his right hand on Sesshoumaru’s knee and gives it a gentle squeeze. He smirks as he moves his hand up higher on Sesshoumaru’s thigh, and rubs his hand over the top of his leg. Leisurely he runs his nails over the youkai’s jeans as he pulls his fingers away.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Sephiroth?”

“Maybe. Is it working?” Sephiroth asks.

“Perhaps.”

Sephiroth throws his head back and laughs at the answer he receives.

Sesshoumaru attentively watches the former general. He notices something shiny in Sephiroth’s mouth when he laughs. Curiously, he asks, “What is that in your mouth? Is your tongue pierced?”

“Mmm... Yes it is.” Sephiroth snakes out his tongue, showing the other male the gold stud on his tongue. As he slowly pulls his tongue back in, he rubs the gold stud between his teeth, then he seductively licks his upper lip. He smirks when he notices that Sesshoumaru is intently staring at his mouth.

“Are you pierced anywhere else?” Sesshoumaru asks, shifting uncomfortably.

“Maybe,” Sephiroth smirks devilishly. “What about your stripes, are they elsewhere besides your face and your wrists?” He reaches over and lightly trails his fingertips over the twin stripes on Sesshoumaru’s wrist. Slowly he pulls his hand away.

“Perhaps,” Sesshoumaru responds. A cunning smile tugs at his lips.

Sephiroth drains his glass of wine. He leans forward to place the glass on the table. He glances quickly over at Sesshoumaru as he is setting it down. The glass hits the edge of the table and starts to fall off of it. Sephiroth swiftly reaches for the glass as it is falling, he grabs the goblet with too much pressure and the glass shatters in his hand.

Sephiroth quickly stands and opens his hand up. The shards fall to the floor in front of him. One shard is still embedded in his palm. He picks out the shard, and watches as the blood begins to flow from the cut. He tilts his fingers downwards, watching as the crimson blood runs down his fingertips. He looks around for something to wipe his hand off on. He is surprised when he notices that Sesshoumaru is standing next to him and looking at him and his blood soaked hand.

Sesshoumaru reaches out and grabs Sephiroth’s arm, his claws digging into his flesh. He pulls the human away from the shattered glass on the carpet. He continues pulling Sephiroth away until they are close to the wall. Sesshoumaru spins them both around, and then he roughly shoves Sephiroth up against the wall.

*The seducer becomes the seduced*

Sesshoumaru grabs Sephiroth’s wrist and brings his blood soaked hand to his lips. The youkai snakes out his tongue and starts to lick and clean the blood off of the human’s hand. Sephiroth bites his lower lip as he lustfully watches the youkai close his eyes and run his tongue in short deliberate strokes up and down his hand. The former general feels a strange tingling sensation on the wound. The pain is easing up on it also. He wonders if Sesshoumaru’s saliva has some sort of healing properties.

Sesshoumaru continues to lick the last bit of blood off of the other male’s hand. The taste of Sephiroth's sweet blood on his lips is almost more than he can take. The blood calls out to his inner beast, to dominate and rut with the enhanced human. Sesshoumaru fights to maintain control of his animalistic side. Slowly he sucks Sephiroth’s blood soaked fingers into his mouth.

Sephiroth moans when the youkai’s wet mouth engulfs his sensitive fingers. He takes in a deep breath as shivers of pleasure run down to his hardening cock from the sensations of his fingers being licked and sucked. Lifting his right hand up, he slowly runs his fingers over Sesshoumaru’s snowy white silken tresses

Sesshoumaru finally pulls his tongue and mouth away from Sephiroth’s fingers. He licks the remaining traces of blood off of his lips. He hungrily stares into Sephiroth’s lust-filled, glowing green eyes. Bringing his arms up, he places his hands on the wall and leans his body against Sephiroth’s body. Sesshoumaru seductively licks his lips again and tilts his head. Swiftly he brings his lips crashing down on Sephiroth’s lips...



TBC...

ShinRa corporation- Powerful Power Company. They try to suck the life from the planet by harnessing all of the available energy.

Chapter 6- Finally a lemon! One male pleasures the other male.


Note- I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to read and/or review this story. I really do appreciate the reviews and e-mails. Thank you so much! I did not mess up with the way I wrote ‘SOLDIER’ and ‘ShinRa’, that is the way it is written in the game. I know it looks strange that way.