InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Day to Play ❯ A Brother's Passion ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Snowfall 
Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru experience their very first sexual encounter. YAOI LEMON
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.02.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 3.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru experience their very first sexual encounter. YAOI LEMON
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.02.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 3.9K | Status: Work In Progress
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Chapter Two
A Brother's Passion
As a precaution, please note that this was originally posted under my alternate pen name Hanyou Slave long, long ago when I first started writing. This fic is not plagiarized. Please thank Jenny for ripping this and doing an initial beta job for me and please thank Hellfyrre for doing the very first beta that this fic has ever had. ^_^
Kikyou stood in the distance, beckoning him into the flames as he moved closer. From behind came a very loud angry, “Sit boy!”
`I guess I'm in hell. Serves me right for pulling that stunt on Fluffy,' he muttered into the dirt.
With great effort, he lifted his face from the hole he had dug for himself. Kikyou still beckoned, arms outstretched.
“Sit boy!”
However, this time the ground was soft and comforting. He rubbed his face into it. That is, until a particular scent hit his nostrils.
`Sesshoumaru! What the fuck? Now I know I'm in hell!'
Lifting his head and rolling from his stomach to his back, he gazed up into cold, narrowed golden eyes then noticed Tokijin grasped in Sesshoumaru's hand, but lowered to his side, not raised in threat.
“What did you do?” hissed Inuyasha lifting himself up from the satin covered pillow.
“Why didn't you leave me in peace, asshole?!” Tears threatened to invade his eyes. All that trouble for what? To be brought back into this despicable world that hated him so much.
Sesshoumaru didn't break the threatening stare as he took another sip of wine then threw the goblet across the room.
“You…you did this to me, Inuyasha,” growled a very angry, very confused Sesshoumaru. Confusion was not one of his traits, not something he was accustomed to, and definitely something he would not tolerate.
“Did what?! You're the one! You brought me back, you stupid idiot. What is your problem?!”
“You tell me, human,” glared Sesshoumaru, dropping Tokijin and pouncing on Inuyasha while laying a clawed hand on the weakened chest, easily pushing Inuyasha into the bed.
Inuyasha gasped, blushing his embarrassment and confusion as he noticed his state of nakedness. He tried to wrench himself loose, but he was trapped under the sheets. His hands shot up to shove his brother away, but Sesshoumaru grabbed them, pinning them to the bed next to his shoulders. Inuyasha's ebony eyes grew wide as the golden eyes above him moved closer until their faces were nose to nose.
“Sess…What are you do…,” whispered Inuyasha only to have his voice cut off by his brother's lips.
The struggling of his human body proved futile as the demon above him nibbled and licked his lips while the taste and smell of wine invaded his senses. He sucked in a jagged breath as Sesshoumaru sank down on top of him, probing and prodding with a sweet burgundy wine flavored tongue. Warm alcohol entered his nostrils as Inuyasha shivered at his body's betrayal. He searched his mind for something to quell the strange, unexpected desire rushing through his body.
`Sit boy. Sit boy. Sit boy.'
It wasn't strong enough to overcome the flavor of wine mixed with the scent of his brother, the brother who seemed to be momentarily accepting him, even if the manner of that acceptance was a bit…odd.
`Why? What is happening to me?' Sesshoumaru asked himself as his tongue caressed Inuyasha's lips and sought entrance into the confines of his sweet mouth.
The body beneath him ceased struggling when Inuyasha opened to allow him in. Tentatively, Sesshoumaru dipped the tip of his tongue in for a taste then, overcome, bore down, bruising the delicate lips as he plunged, swallowed in the sweetness of a flavor definitely not demon. The restrained moan leaving his brother heightened his desire, causing him to begin rocking his hips into the man-child's thighs.
Inuyasha had lost any reservations he might have had. Never had anyone given him this, what seemed like love. In all his battles with his brother, he had never realized that, perhaps, the battle was more about the pain of rejection than the return of Sesshoumaru's hatred for him.
`Why is he doing this? Does he…love me? Or is this some twisted desire brought on by the wine? He wasn't drinking when he brought me here. No. There must be more to it than intoxication, but, what?'
Sesshoumaru's tongue explored every crevice of Inuyasha's mouth. At one point, Inuyasha could have sworn that his brother was trying to climb down his throat. Long, clawed fingers fisted in his hair held him in place while Sesshoumaru slid along the skin of Inuyasha's exposed upper body. Inuyasha bathed in it, savored every moment. This gift was here for him now. Let the cares of tomorrow wait for the rising of the sun. Consequences be damned! He wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru's neck and arched his hips into the hard arousal above him.
“The sheet, Sess,” he managed to rasp through locked lips. The skin to skin contact against his upper body was not enough. Just how much he really wanted hadn't yet crossed his clouded mind.
Inuyasha gasped as the sheet disappeared from between them in a sudden rip. Skin met skin, desire met desire as their bodies writhed against each other, both unsure of the next step in the evolution of this newfound relationship. One of them had to decide just how far things would progress. And Inuyasha wasn't up to the task.
Inuyasha didn't want to let go of his brother. It felt too good, his warmth, his affection…his love. Sesshoumaru, nearly blinded by the flames Inuyasha ignited in him, barely had a thought at all. Sliding his right leg between Inuyasha's thighs, he spread wide the legs beneath him.
“Sess, what are you doing?!” gasped Inuyasha, eyes going wide with fear.
“Be quiet,” was the harsh response.
“But…”
“Do not be a coward. You know you want this as much as I do,” hissed Sesshoumaru, bearing down on Inuyasha's hips.
Inuyasha stood precariously on the precipice of heartbreak and decided to find out just what the hell he had gotten himself into before he was too far gone to prevent a disaster.
“Do you love me, or am I just a fuck toy?”
“I do not play with toys anymore, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru's voice softened while his body relaxed and he leaned down to take Inuyasha's lips in a tender kiss, playing his hands and claws along Inuyasha's skin.
He began rocking again, his tongue sliding along the curve of Inuyasha's lips. A quiet moan escaped Inuyasha's mouth while his tongue reached out to stroke Sesshoumaru's, only to be devoured in a searing passionate kiss. Inuyasha's breath hitched when his brother's fingers found his tight entrance.
“Ow! That hurts, Sess,” he complained.
“Stay,” Sesshoumaru commanded, leaving the bed.
Taking long quick strides to the wine cabinet, he poured a full goblet of wine and took it to Inuyasha.
“Drink this. It will help you relax.”
He then disappeared through a doorway to the right of the bed, returning with a bottle filled with scented bath oil. Casually strolling to the fireplace, he gingerly placed the bottom of the bottle near the burning embers. Satisfied that the oil was properly heated, he returned to the bed and proceeded to pour a liberal amount into the palm of his hand. Kneeling beside Inuyasha, he tipped his hand, allowing some of the oil to drip onto the hardened arousal in front of him then smoothed some on his own erection, leaving the rest to slick his fingers for the preparation of his brother.
Inuyasha's back arched and fingers grasped the sheets when Sesshoumaru carefully spread the oil, wrapping his hand around and stroking the fragile human member, his fingertips deftly massaging the tip.
“Sess!” Inuyasha cried out, music to Sesshoumaru's ears. In the past, the mere sound of Inuyasha's voice had grated on his nerves. But now, now he wanted nothing more than to hear the cries of his brother. Perhaps, it had been the fact that he could not have his brother that had truly caused his annoyance at the mere sight or sound of Inuyasha. Perhaps.
Inuyasha's chest heaved in labored pants when Sesshoumaru slid his hand down to cup and massage the hardening bulges beneath the shaft. Those talented fingers then trailed further down to tenderly tease the entrance to Inuyasha's warm confines. Sliding down beside Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru leaned over, dragging his tongue along the pale flesh covering Inuyasha's collarbone, eliciting a moan and shudder. He stroked Inuyasha in rhythm to his rocking against Inuyasha's hip while his lips and tongue trailed up Inuyasha's neck, leaving a flaming trail of lingering open mouth kisses, nips, and light punctures.
“Ah! You're too rough!” panted the human.
Sesshoumaru showed his annoyance by biting hard and pulling at Inuyasha's nipple.
“Fuck, Sess! Stop it.”
Inuyasha slid up the sheet, trying to pull away from the finger nudging its way through the tight ring guarding his core.
“Be still,” Sesshoumaru growled. “You must begin somewhere. Cease fighting me.”
He was right. Inuyasha knew it was going to hurt regardless of how gentle Sess tried to be. He unclenched his jaw and attempted to relax, to move his focus elsewhere.
“Kiss me, Sess.”
He reached for his brother's neck, for the comfort of warm tender lips. In response to the whispered plea, Sesshoumaru leaned into Inuyasha and did his best to distract Inuyasha from the coming pain. A small cry streamed into his mouth and down his throat like warm wine when his finger slid completely into the small human body. He cringed at the whimpers escaping against his lips while he repeatedly moved his finger in and out of his brother. Finally, the whimpers ceased and the small body responded, rocking back against the filling pressure. Sesshoumaru smiled when Inuyasha's lips slid away from his and the ebony-haired head dropped to the curve of his shoulder. Heated breaths plumed out over his shoulder, leaving a fine covering of dew upon his flesh.
Sesshoumaru prepared himself for more whimpers before sliding a second finger into his beloved, but all that came was a short gasp and fingers digging into his back as the rocking of his lover became more urgent. Inuyasha whined in complaint as Sesshoumaru removed his fingers.
“It is time, brother,” murmured Sesshoumaru into Inuyasha's ear, licking the soft sensitive skin behind then carefully nipping the fragile human lobe.
Inuyasha expected Sesshoumaru to roll on top of him. Instead, he was hauled up to sit on Sesshoumaru's lap. Sesshoumaru slid his hands beneath Inuyasha's bottom, lifting him above the foreign object that was about to invade his body. Inuyasha stared, wide-eyed, down into his brother's heated, amber orbs, asking for reassurance.
“Do not worry, Inuyasha. I will be careful,” smiled Sesshoumaru into the dark, frightened human eyes.
Ever so slowly, Sesshoumaru guided Inuyasha's body down to rest against the tip of his arousal. Inuyasha's human fingernails dug into Sesshoumaru's shoulders as pleasure and pain filled him. A deep guttural growl added to Inuyasha's building heat when Sesshoumaru shuddered against him.
“The sheet, Sess,” he managed to rasp through locked lips. The skin to skin contact against his upper body was not enough. Just how much he really wanted hadn't yet crossed his clouded mind.
Inuyasha gasped as the sheet disappeared from between them in a sudden rip. Skin met skin, desire met desire as their bodies writhed against each other, both unsure of the next step in the evolution of this newfound relationship. One of them had to decide just how far things would progress. And Inuyasha wasn't up to the task.
Inuyasha didn't want to let go of his brother. It felt too good, his warmth, his affection…his love. Sesshoumaru, nearly blinded by the flames Inuyasha ignited in him, barely had a thought at all. Sliding his right leg between Inuyasha's thighs, he spread wide the legs beneath him.
“Sess, what are you doing?!” gasped Inuyasha, eyes going wide with fear.
“Be quiet,” was the harsh response.
“But…”
“Do not be a coward. You know you want this as much as I do,” hissed Sesshoumaru, bearing down on Inuyasha's hips.
Inuyasha stood precariously on the precipice of heartbreak and decided to find out just what the hell he had gotten himself into before he was too far gone to prevent a disaster.
“Do you love me, or am I just a fuck toy?”
“I do not play with toys anymore, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru's voice softened while his body relaxed and he leaned down to take Inuyasha's lips in a tender kiss, playing his hands and claws along Inuyasha's skin.
He began rocking again, his tongue sliding along the curve of Inuyasha's lips. A quiet moan escaped Inuyasha's mouth while his tongue reached out to stroke Sesshoumaru's, only to be devoured in a searing passionate kiss. Inuyasha's breath hitched when his brother's fingers found his tight entrance.
“Ow! That hurts, Sess,” he complained.
“Stay,” Sesshoumaru commanded, leaving the bed.
Taking long quick strides to the wine cabinet, he poured a full goblet of wine and took it to Inuyasha.
“Drink this. It will help you relax.”
He then disappeared through a doorway to the right of the bed, returning with a bottle filled with scented bath oil. Casually strolling to the fireplace, he gingerly placed the bottom of the bottle near the burning embers. Satisfied that the oil was properly heated, he returned to the bed and proceeded to pour a liberal amount into the palm of his hand. Kneeling beside Inuyasha, he tipped his hand, allowing some of the oil to drip onto the hardened arousal in front of him then smoothed some on his own erection, leaving the rest to slick his fingers for the preparation of his brother.
Inuyasha's back arched and fingers grasped the sheets when Sesshoumaru carefully spread the oil, wrapping his hand around and stroking the fragile human member, his fingertips deftly massaging the tip.
“Sess!” Inuyasha cried out, music to Sesshoumaru's ears. In the past, the mere sound of Inuyasha's voice had grated on his nerves. But now, now he wanted nothing more than to hear the cries of his brother. Perhaps, it had been the fact that he could not have his brother that had truly caused his annoyance at the mere sight or sound of Inuyasha. Perhaps.
Inuyasha's chest heaved in labored pants when Sesshoumaru slid his hand down to cup and massage the hardening bulges beneath the shaft. Those talented fingers then trailed further down to tenderly tease the entrance to Inuyasha's warm confines. Sliding down beside Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru leaned over, dragging his tongue along the pale flesh covering Inuyasha's collarbone, eliciting a moan and shudder. He stroked Inuyasha in rhythm to his rocking against Inuyasha's hip while his lips and tongue trailed up Inuyasha's neck, leaving a flaming trail of lingering open mouth kisses, nips, and light punctures.
“Ah! You're too rough!” panted the human.
Sesshoumaru showed his annoyance by biting hard and pulling at Inuyasha's nipple.
“Fuck, Sess! Stop it.”
Inuyasha slid up the sheet, trying to pull away from the finger nudging its way through the tight ring guarding his core.
“Be still,” Sesshoumaru growled. “You must begin somewhere. Cease fighting me.”
He was right. Inuyasha knew it was going to hurt regardless of how gentle Sess tried to be. He unclenched his jaw and attempted to relax, to move his focus elsewhere.
“Kiss me, Sess.”
He reached for his brother's neck, for the comfort of warm tender lips. In response to the whispered plea, Sesshoumaru leaned into Inuyasha and did his best to distract Inuyasha from the coming pain. A small cry streamed into his mouth and down his throat like warm wine when his finger slid completely into the small human body. He cringed at the whimpers escaping against his lips while he repeatedly moved his finger in and out of his brother. Finally, the whimpers ceased and the small body responded, rocking back against the filling pressure. Sesshoumaru smiled when Inuyasha's lips slid away from his and the ebony-haired head dropped to the curve of his shoulder. Heated breaths plumed out over his shoulder, leaving a fine covering of dew upon his flesh.
Sesshoumaru prepared himself for more whimpers before sliding a second finger into his beloved, but all that came was a short gasp and fingers digging into his back as the rocking of his lover became more urgent. Inuyasha whined in complaint as Sesshoumaru removed his fingers.
“It is time, brother,” murmured Sesshoumaru into Inuyasha's ear, licking the soft sensitive skin behind then carefully nipping the fragile human lobe.
Inuyasha expected Sesshoumaru to roll on top of him. Instead, he was hauled up to sit on Sesshoumaru's lap. Sesshoumaru slid his hands beneath Inuyasha's bottom, lifting him above the foreign object that was about to invade his body. Inuyasha stared, wide-eyed, down into his brother's heated, amber orbs, asking for reassurance.
“Do not worry, Inuyasha. I will be careful,” smiled Sesshoumaru into the dark, frightened human eyes.
Ever so slowly, Sesshoumaru guided Inuyasha's body down to rest against the tip of his arousal. Inuyasha's human fingernails dug into Sesshoumaru's shoulders as pleasure and pain filled him. A deep guttural growl added to Inuyasha's building heat when Sesshoumaru shuddered against him.
Sesshoumaru had ceased fighting with himself. Did it really matter that he had taken such a sudden turn in his attitude toward Inuyasha? This felt right and nothing was going to stop him. He felt Inuyasha struggle not to pull away when he lowered his arms and then felt that tight ring open and slide down his shaft. The encompassing tight heat of Inuyasha's walls nearly overwhelmed him.
“Inuyasha,” panted Sesshoumaru, “you choose the pace.” He did not want to damage the human embraced in his arms.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and tipped his head forward when his body jolted as Inuyasha lifted and the tight ring slid up his shaft.
“Brother…” floated on the wind rushing from his lungs when, with a shivering moan, Inuyasha slid back down, taking Sesshoumaru's swollen length fully into his tight warm passage.
Fire burned through Sesshoumaru while Inuyasha kept a slow steady pace, quivering under the large demon hands that nearly encircled his body at the hips. For the first time, Inuyasha felt he had some kind of control over Sesshoumaru, even though his own body responded involuntarily. Conversely, Sesshoumaru delighted in the feel of his brother's loss of control, believing he was the one in control. Did it really matter? Both reveled in the rapture of the physical give and take, the increasing tension swelling their skin with each glide of Sesshoumaru's throbbing arousal into Inuyasha. Eventually, Inuyasha's legs trembled at the inexperience of this exertion. Embarrassed, he whispered to his lover.
“My legs…”
“I understand,” murmured Sesshoumaru, rolling him back to rise above him.
Reaching around the underside of Inuyasha's legs, Sesshoumaru lifted him up and took complete control. Inuyasha arched at the gentle filling of his body and heart. His hands clutched the sheets as Sesshoumaru quickened the pace and deepened the thrusts. Inuyasha could feel the throbbing and rush of blood in Sesshoumaru's hardened shaft as his brother climbed toward the crest he was also reaching. Reaching down, Inuyasha wrapped his hand around his own arousal, stroking the oil slicked shaft while Sess thrust harder.
“Inuyasha,” panted Sesshoumaru, “you choose the pace.” He did not want to damage the human embraced in his arms.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and tipped his head forward when his body jolted as Inuyasha lifted and the tight ring slid up his shaft.
“Brother…” floated on the wind rushing from his lungs when, with a shivering moan, Inuyasha slid back down, taking Sesshoumaru's swollen length fully into his tight warm passage.
Fire burned through Sesshoumaru while Inuyasha kept a slow steady pace, quivering under the large demon hands that nearly encircled his body at the hips. For the first time, Inuyasha felt he had some kind of control over Sesshoumaru, even though his own body responded involuntarily. Conversely, Sesshoumaru delighted in the feel of his brother's loss of control, believing he was the one in control. Did it really matter? Both reveled in the rapture of the physical give and take, the increasing tension swelling their skin with each glide of Sesshoumaru's throbbing arousal into Inuyasha. Eventually, Inuyasha's legs trembled at the inexperience of this exertion. Embarrassed, he whispered to his lover.
“My legs…”
“I understand,” murmured Sesshoumaru, rolling him back to rise above him.
Reaching around the underside of Inuyasha's legs, Sesshoumaru lifted him up and took complete control. Inuyasha arched at the gentle filling of his body and heart. His hands clutched the sheets as Sesshoumaru quickened the pace and deepened the thrusts. Inuyasha could feel the throbbing and rush of blood in Sesshoumaru's hardened shaft as his brother climbed toward the crest he was also reaching. Reaching down, Inuyasha wrapped his hand around his own arousal, stroking the oil slicked shaft while Sess thrust harder.
Raw need met Inuyasha's gaze when he looked up into his brother's face. Could Sesshoumaru's need for love be as great as his own? How could that possibly be? Inuyasha's thoughts ceased as the vision of his brother blurred with the blinding pleasure overtaking him.
“Sesshoumaru!” he cried out when he reached his peak and released, arching then bowing his back, bucking into his brother's hips.
Sesshoumaru groaned as Inuyasha's walls gripped his shaft pulsing in strong waves.
“Inu…” he moaned, lurching forward in an explosion of ecstasy, spilling his seed deep within his lover.
Sesshoumaru pulled his arms from under Inuyasha's legs and fell forward, holding himself up on his forearms as the waves of pleasure subsided. Inuyasha stared up into love filled golden orbs. At least, it looked to be love. He could only hope.
“You are mine,” whispered Sess, his breath fanning out across Inuyasha's face before his lips ravaged Inuyasha in a searing kiss.
“Sesshoumaru!” he cried out when he reached his peak and released, arching then bowing his back, bucking into his brother's hips.
Sesshoumaru groaned as Inuyasha's walls gripped his shaft pulsing in strong waves.
“Inu…” he moaned, lurching forward in an explosion of ecstasy, spilling his seed deep within his lover.
Sesshoumaru pulled his arms from under Inuyasha's legs and fell forward, holding himself up on his forearms as the waves of pleasure subsided. Inuyasha stared up into love filled golden orbs. At least, it looked to be love. He could only hope.
“You are mine,” whispered Sess, his breath fanning out across Inuyasha's face before his lips ravaged Inuyasha in a searing kiss.
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REVIEWER RECOGNITION
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Princess Sin
Yes, I am going to add at least one chapter with Sess preggers. Hehehe. Thanks for the review
Gen50
Glad that you still like it so much. Mostly it was just editing and perhaps additions to make it smoother. Thanks for reviewing. ^_^
Lifes untold stories
Thanks for the review. Sorry it's so late.
DemonGoddess061
Actually, Kagome's Blood was my first then I started Sketches, then A Day to Play while still writing Kagome's Blood. ^_^ I did these while I was trying to figure out the next step in Kagome's Blood. Thanks for the review! ^_^
Nikkie23534
Oooh, a classic. You are the first person, but not the last to say this about the fics that I am reposting. Thanks! ^_^
*Disclaimer*
Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I make no profit from this story, nor do I intend to. My only goal is to occupy my demented mind with delusions of actually owning a life-sized, anatomically correct Sesshoumaru.