InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bittersweet Affinity ❯ Passion ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha… Honestly, if I did, would I be spending my time writing fanfiction?

Warnings: This story contains M/M, yaoi. 

Bittersweet Affinity

Passion

“A creature might forget to weep, who bore

Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!

But love me for love's sake, that evermore

Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.” --Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Oh gods above, why do they tease me so? They blessed this world with your angelic presence, your snow white hair as a halo, your alabaster skin as wings, your ethereal eyes as a sign of the eternal warmth within your soul. Curse they who do this to me! This Sesshoumaru sees you for the perfection you are, but to love you, truly love you well, I must regrettably make marks upon your flawless skin, corrupt your unblemished soul, and steal your sweet innocence…

I long to see your eyes bleed red gazing into mine…

I long to feel your claws in my own flesh…

I long to hear your wanton cries, ringing against my ears…

I long to smell your divine scent intertwined with mine…

I long to taste your blood, your life bared to my fangs…

Most of all, I long to finally make you mine, my sweet Inuyasha.

In a flurry of movements and passing moments, your skin and body are unhindered by concealing red robes, your pale flesh shining in the light of the moon above. I, too, find myself freed from restricting clothes, finally able to feel your skin up my own. As I slowly ease my lithe body over yours, I see you quiver and shake, your hands reaching for me. Very quickly, you pull me against you tightly, cradling my head close to your chest. Your claws run slowly through my hair, soothing upon my head, and my sensitive ears strain to hear your lyrical voice as it whispers…

“I love you, Sesshoumaru…”

Barely a whisper, almost lost on the wind, even as I am so close to you, but I still hear your soft words, your warm breath across my face. Pulling away from your enticing embrace, I hold myself still over you and whisper in return…

“And I you, sweet one. Never allow doubt to linger in your thoughts. My heart belongs to you.”

Those words.

Words of love.

Love and tenderness.

Tenderness and joy.

Joyous feelings.

Feelings of fulfillment.

Fulfilling a promise…a promise I once made long ago. A promise to our father I would look after you. One I had failed to uphold time and time again as we met in the past and clashed claws and swords. A small part of my mind still questions my ardor for you—calling it lust. Calling it demonic desire. It tells me I should hate you. I should destroy you.

Father made me promise to care for you. To cherish you. He called you a gift, while I preferred to call you a curse. That seems so long ago. Suddenly, your presence in this world took my life and twisted its once proud purpose—my divine right to rule and to call my father's treasures my own. I never expected you to be one of them.

But in this moment, just the sight of you here beneath me banishes all my fears and dark thoughts. Father had tried to explain it to me before he was gone. He told me he could not change the way things were. I did not understand why he wanted me to welcome your arrival to this world. Why would I wish for something so weak to be a part of me? I decided then and there to never give you a second glance, save destroy you if you crossed me.

I suppose this feeling will always linger within. Within a part of myself that can never be eradicated…the shadow of a crimson-eyed monster screaming for your blood upon my hands. This same inner hatred for you that remains…it despises you. It loathes that our youki have merged and become one. It clamors for release so it may kill you before we can physically unite. It is afraid of you, my sweet Inuyasha. Oh yes, it fears that you will swallow whatever darkness remains within. Despite its presence, it cannot stop this. You long for me, as I still long for you.

Such heavy thoughts and things should remain locked in the deepest recesses of my mind. I will not allow them to touch you. I will not allow them to sully our newfound connection…our love.

To aid in ridding my mind of our dark past, I set myself to the task of making your lips sufficiently bruised, allowing my lips to caress them and kiss you quite thoroughly. My tongue traces your petal-soft lips, smooth as those of a rose. It continues its assault upon your mouth and plunges in to feel your own slick tongue, rough against my own. They twist and press hungrily against one another, a tension begins to build. My Inuyasha, you are certainly eager to explore the recesses of my mouth, as I am determined to know yours quite well. Panting, I pull away, reveling at how exhilarating it is to be able to taste you this way. You moan in desire as I suck feverishly at your neck until an angry, red mark appears. My tongue slides along your throat, resting upon your pulse as it beats wildly.

“Nnh, Sesshoumaru!” you gasp out, as my lips find one of your rounded nipples. So round, so smooth, so delectable. I press myself closer to you and revel at the heat radiating between us as our bodies come into a fuller contact. Skin on skin…oh the heat!

As I continue to lavish attention in the form of kisses, sensuous licks, and playful bites, my hands are also busy. Ghosting my claws down your sides, one hand travels further lower still. My hand brushes lightly, ever so lightly, over your swelling arousal. Excited, are we, little brother?

“Inu—yasha!” I force out, bowing my head causing my nose to brush against your toned chest. In retaliation, I suppose, for my teasing touches, you have scraped your claws swiftly down my back, followed by an obscene groping of my bottom.

Growling, I lift my gaze to your face. My eyes widen as you smile. Is that a smirk? How devious, little brother.

Smiling cruelly, I raise myself onto my forearms, hovering above you. Your triumphant grin lessens, finally giving way into a frown.

“I dare say, dear brother, you must be punished for being so impatient.”

For a brief moment, I see a slight fear pass through your eyes, and instantly, I place soft kisses across your brow. Tapping you on the nose, I lean forward to whisper in your twitching ear.

“Worry not, sweet one. You need not fear this Sesshoumaru.”

I feel the tension leave your body once more, and you relax fully into the cushioning blades of grass beneath you.

Still close to your ear, I lick the outer edge and you shudder enticingly beneath me.

“I assure you…this punishment will be most pleasurable,” I murmur in a low tone.

You shiver and whine while I crawl down the length of your delicious body, open fully to my needs and gaze. I blow gently upon your arousal, before languidly allowing my tongue to dart across its length. So slick, so needy…

Before you have a chance to process any more of these sensations, I viciously grasp your hips and plunge your length into my mouth. Thoroughly lavishing attention upon your trembling member, your hips frantically arch up, into what I imagine to be quite the interesting feeling. Your claws dig into my head, holding me tightly. As if I would leave!

Inwardly, I allow a chuckle at my choice of words. I am quite sure interesting does not begin to explain how you must be feeling. No, not right at all…for at this very moment, as I apply more pressure with my mouth, you release a—

Breathy moan…

Keening sigh…

Wanton yell…

Heated growl…

Desperate cry…

Shaky howl…

Oh my, Inuyasha, this symphony of sounds is music to my ears.

Moments pass by, the night filled with your continued noises, and I feel my temperature rising. It will not be long before my own ardor must be sated, my desire must be satisfied, my lust must be satiated. With a flick of my tongue and the right amount of cruel pressure, you call out into the night, a release of bliss and completion. Oh sweet one, your gasping breaths are affecting me more than you know. This Sesshoumaru cannot wait a moment longer.

Gracefully making my way up to your plump lips, my tongue delves past them to take a luscious sampling of your divine taste. You drag your claws so slowly up and down my back, pulling me close into a warm and loving embrace. Your sinewy legs wrap around my waist, and now it is my turn to groan, as our members come into contact. I thrust my hips forward, if only to tease your arousal back to life. Which I note, with some amusement, has hardened quite quickly…

You pull my attention away from biting your neck and swimming within your heavenly scent, holding my face within your gentle grasp. Stroking my markings, tracing their edges, you say to me...

“Sesshoumaru, please…brother…make us one.”

I tremble at your words and for a brief pause of time, I still, feeling my eyes bleed crimson, my youki coming to the fore. Your words, your sweet plea, Inuyasha…

I come undone.

In a frenzy of claws, fangs, and desperate touches, my arousal finds its way to your tight entrance. Oh my cherished one, I am too far gone to save you from this pain!

Forgive me…

Entering you with one swift thrust, I immediately begin melding our bodies into a sensual dance of intertwining limbs. You do not seem to mind the pain at being so forcefully penetrated, as you release one throaty moan after another, pleading with me for more, and for that, I am thankful. However, needless to say, I am soon lost to the rhythm of our bodies. The heat is building so quickly…

How much time has passed?

Seconds? Minutes? Hours?

How much time have I wasted away from you?

Days? Weeks? Years? Centuries, perhaps. What a fool I am…

Yes, so sweet, so tight, so good! Delicious, delectable, divine, oh so perfect.

Sweet one, we truly were made for one another as our bodies push and pull in an incredibly gratifying manner…

Push and pull…

The very way of life.

We are engrossed in a wet and smooth kiss, as you arch up into me suddenly, eyes widening, flashing red. So you have reached heaven, my angel? I may be a demon, but I shall reach those heights with you…

Once fluid thrusts turn harsh and fast as I urge my body to reach yours in a shattering bliss. I climb higher and higher, vaguely aware of the sudden image of your slender neck bared before my poised fangs…

So quickly and suddenly, I feel myself falling. Falling from unimaginable heights, pulsing pleasure through every fiber of my being, tendrils of desire stroking my body, my very core. Falling back into your arms, right where I belong…

Sweaty and tired as we are, you never stop whispering words of contentment and comfort into my ear. I gather you close, stroking your head, your ears…

Inuyasha, you breathlessly sigh, and I feeling myself tingle as aftershocks of pleasure continue to strike and assualt my senses. Your grip on me tightens and your shining eyes are clenched shut, finding the intensity gradually fading. The lure of sleep almost becomes unbearable for you, utterly exhausted as you are. With a gentle hand, I brush white locks from your forehead. Your eyes flutter open and smile so innocently at me. Perhaps I have not sullied you quite as much as I thought I would, sweet heavenly being.

Quite adorably, you let out a yawn you are unable to suppress. My arms surround you in a protective hold, murmuring to you, encouraging you to fall into sleep's call.

“Sleep, Inuyasha. Let dreams beckon you away,” I say.

In response, I feel you wearily nod against my chest, nuzzling my flesh. I, too, feel quite spent, but so wonderfully complete. Allowing my own eyes to drift shut, I search for the abyss of sleep.

So softly, so softly, you whisper, “I love you, Sesshoumaru.”

I return the sentiment quietly. If only you knew, little brother.

My Inuyasha.

My sweet one.

My cherished one.

My life.

I shall love you forever…and a day.