InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cerulean Skies ❯ Bonding ( Chapter 15 )

 

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Chapter 15

 

Bonding

 

 

(For those who might want to be technical and point out that having black eyebrow hair, Sesshoumaru should have black pubic hair, “This story is my universe, heheheh.” ^_^ )

 

 

 

Wet raven hair poured over Kouga's broad, tan shoulders and back, glistening with subdued hues of every color imaginable. Corded muscles rippled beneath the skin while he reached out and gripped Sesshoumaru's hips. Tightening his grip on the quivering body he held, Kouga began tasting Sesshoumaru, suckling the water from the skin. Two pink nipples stood proudly from Sesshoumaru's chest and Kouga didn't waist any time tasting them, flicking, suckling and running his tongue around the sensitive flesh. He continued his exploration, suggestively licking the water from Sesshoumaru's body while he stared up at into steamy amber orbs.

 

Several kisses down and he could go no further as something large and stiff poked him beneath the chin. He smiled up at Sesshoumaru only to be met with a smirk and fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

 

“Who's the eager one now?” teased Kouga.

 

“How can you expect me to be otherwise, my wolf?” asked Sesshoumaru, shuddering when Kouga's hand wrapped around and squeezed his thick burgeoning cock.

 

Kouga watched as Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and tipped his head back while letting out a guttural moan.

 

“How am I supposed to do anything with this…” he squeezed again and watched Sesshoumaru's jaw clench, “…underwater? It is wet, but not in the right way,” he smirked.

 

Sesshoumaru leaned to the side of the tub and drew back a bottle of mildly scented cinnamon bath oil. Pulling the top off the bottle, he placed it beneath Kouga's nose.

 

“Acceptable?” he asked.

 

Kouga smiled up at him and nodded.

 

The oil spread across the surface of the water while Sesshoumaru made a wide passing sweep with his arm. Before Kouga knew what was happening, he found himself being rolled beneath the water as it softened with the spreading oil. He came up breathless in Sesshoumaru's embrace.

 

“Was that necessary? You nearly drowned me, you baka!” Kouga sputtered, wiping water from his eyes, still held in Sesshoumaru's arm.

 

His answer was soft lips tugging, and teeth nipping, at his bottom lip, sending a wave of heat through his entire body, only to pool in his groin. Sesshoumaru gently took Kouga's hand and lowered it to his swollen shaft.

 

“Now, you can finish what you started, my wolf,” Sesshoumaru breathed against Kouga's lips.

 

The oil had accomplished its purpose and Kouga was able to grip Sesshoumaru's hardened length in his hand and begin stroking up and down. The pace was slow and torturous, wringing a growl from Sesshoumaru's throat as he was cut adrift in the sensation, drowning out all thoughts that might have intruded on this moment. His skin felt as though it would split with the rising heat coursing through blood. Lips found his, devouring him as Kouga plundered his mouth. Such passion, such unbridled strength was held in that kiss. The world was swimming, the air thick as water, so much so that Sesshoumaru had to pull away to draw a breath.

 

“You have completely undone me, my wolf,” he panted, dropping his head to Kouga's shoulder, his chest heaving to draw air as he fell into the water sitting on his knees.

 

Kouga made no answer while he followed Sesshoumaru down, the water now lapping at their chests. A few more strokes and Kouga released Sesshoumaru, prompting a snarl. But the warmth was replaced as Kouga surrounded Sesshoumaru with his arms and legs, pressing his thighs against Sesshoumaru's hips. The lubricated water was enough to allow Kouga to gyrate his hips in Sesshoumaru's lap while he nipped and suckled his way up that long slender neck.

 

“Kouga,” hissed Sesshoumaru, tipping his cheek toward Kouga as teeth nibbled along the shell of his ear.

 

It wasn't a hiss of pain or displeasure either. Quite the contrary. Sesshoumaru's body seemed to move on its own trying to increase the friction as he grabbed Kouga around the hips. Kouga rode Sesshoumaru for all he was worth, his entire body joining his dance. He threw his head back with a half moan, half cry.

 

“Please, please,” he muttered.

 

Sesshoumaru stilled, only the heaving of his chest evident as Kouga continued rocking against him. With great effort, he found his voice.

 

“Please what, Kouga?” murmured Sesshoumaru into Kouga's ear, bringing a shudder to the wolf prince.

 

“I want you…inside of me. Fuck me. Please,” Kouga whispered making `please' a sentence all its own.

 

“You're not prepared, my wolf. But, that can easily be remedied. Then…I will fuck you blind,” Sesshoumaru murmured against Kouga's cheek as he kissed his way to Kouga's neck.

 

Kouga felt Sesshoumaru's hand skim down his back caressing his ass. Fingers and claws brushed against his thighs and not only did his body jump to new heights of pleasure, but he could feel the swelling of his heart against the wall of his chest. Sesshoumaru didn't just want to fuck. He wanted to lavish his attentions, his affections on Kouga. Beneath the surface of that icy facade was a tender heart, a loyal soul.

 

“We do not want to contaminate the water, my wolf,” murmured Sesshoumaru as he floated up out of the water, Kouga's body still wrapped around him.

 

“Close your eyes,” instructed Sesshoumaru.

 

Kouga obeyed without question. Mokomoko-sama shook, flinging water across the tub. Moving outside the tub, Sesshoumaru landed on the wooden floor.

 

“Release me.”

 

Seeing that Sesshoumaru was not attempting to dominate him, Kouga obeyed. No insult had been intended, not yet. Kouga was just waiting for the other shoe to drop and for Sesshoumaru to attempt to subdue him. It had happened before.

 

Sesshoumaru strode to a cabinet built into the wall and pulled out several large towels laying them on the floor.

 

`Kouga is being rather compliant. I wonder if he wants me that much or if he is waiting for the chance to dominate me. He is quite primitive,' thought Sesshoumaru as he arranged a second layer of towels.

 

But, it was Kouga's primitive side that most attracted Sesshoumaru. No pretenses, no mind games, no verbal dancing around a subject, always to the point. That was his wolf prince. Kouga was a challenge and it took everything that Sesshoumaru had to prevent himself from wanting to subdue his wolf.

 

`We don't need any damn towels,' thought the impatient wolf as he stood waiting for Sesshoumaru. He didn't wait long before Sesshoumaru stepped up, reaching a towel out to him.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” growled Kouga, grabbing the towel and flinging it to the floor.

 

“So impatient,” Sesshoumaru smirked as Kouga reached out with both hands, encircling Sesshoumaru's waist.

 

“I've waited long enough,” Kouga breathed, sliding his hands up Sesshoumaru's sides his eyes perusing every inch of flesh in front of him.

 

Kouga's cerulean blue eyes, darkened by desire, briefly met the bursting amber gaze of Sesshoumaru before he lowered his lips to Sesshoumaru's satin flesh. Wet heat skimmed along Sesshoumaru's collarbone and down the center of his chest before gliding over to his right nipple. It hardened under Kouga's touch as he sucked it into his mouth.

 

Kouga relished that delicate, smooth flesh as he carefully drew it out between his teeth then closed his lips over it and suckled, rolling it with his tongue. A clawed hand dug into his hair, fisting into a ball as a shiver broke from Sesshoumaru, only increasing Kouga's enjoyment of the task before him. He attacked that delicious bud with renewed fervor. He was in no rush to stop what was already working for him, for Sesshoumaru. Finally Kouga licked his way to the other nipple, proceeding to lavish on it the same attention he had on the other. Teasing, nipping, and flicking.

 

`This is almost as exciting as having it done to me,' he mused while Sesshoumaru trembled under his touch. `The scent of his musk is so tantalizing. But, there is something missing. What is it?' Kouga asked himself as he worshipped Sesshoumaru's body.

 

`Pack! That's what's missing. Well, I'll make sure he's never alone again. He will have the touch of family, my family, and my friends, the pack. And they will be his family too.'

 

Kouga knelt pressing his cheek into Sesshoumaru's abdomen as he held Sesshoumaru tight. Nuzzling into that soft flesh, the hardness of Sesshoumaru's stiff cock furrowed into the center of his chest. Goosebumps broke out on Sesshoumaru's trembling flesh while Kouga licked the moisture away from his lover's abdomen while gradually working his way south.

 

`How could someone so primal be so affectionate?' thought Sesshoumaru. `He is unlike any creature I have ever met.'

 

Touching Sesshoumaru, tasting him, gave Kouga peace, after a fashion. But, that peace held a ragged edge of desire, adding a depth he had never experienced. `So warm, so smooth,' he marveled.

 

Kouga moved his lips to Sesshoumaru's left hip trailing his tongue along the sharp edge of the bone then licking up the valley to the side, avoiding the hardened shaft that slid along his cheek. He moved to the right hip, this time adding little nibbles. Sesshoumaru's cock jumped, but the groan didn't come until Kouga ran his tongue back down between Sesshoumaru's thigh and balls. Kouga felt his own cock harden more, as if it were possible. More, he wanted to hear the sound of Sesshoumaru's voice, to know that he was pleasing his soon to be mate. He moved back to the right, sliding his tongue languorously down that crease. It had to be slow if he wanted to drive Sesshoumaru mad enough to utter those purely primal sounds. His warm wet tongue lingered as though he would stop altogether. His efforts had the desired effect.

 

Though Sesshoumaru's natural instinct was too be controlled in all things, this he could not withhold. This he could not deny. Unbidden growls escaped his throat and his body trembled at each of Kouga's touches, the sensations overwhelming his senses.

 

There had been no one before Sesshoumaru that had made Kouga's heart race; no one he had ever longed to be with so much that he ached to the very bone. His attentions to his lover were not just to satisfy his own lusts, but to show Sesshoumaru the depth of his desire to be with him.

 

`I will show him. He is mine, mine…' Kouga thought to himself.

 

“Kouga,” rumbled out of Sesshoumaru's chest as he tightened his hold on Kouga's hair.

 

A smirk played across Kouga's lips as he proceeded to leisurely slide his tongue beneath Sesshoumaru's tight balls. He flattened and curved the wet appendage to cup that delicate tight tissue.

 

A tingling sensation ran from the tips of Sesshoumaru's ears to the tips of his toes and he could not prevent the groan that escaped from the very pit of his stomach as it knotted in response to the lathing of that most sensitive area. The muscles of his legs tightened as Kouga formed his tongue into the shape of a blade and dragged it up then down that thin line between Sesshoumaru's balls. It became next to impossible to contain himself when he felt Kouga's lips encircle his left testicle. When Kouga suckled while he ran his tongue around that tight globe, Sesshoumaru couldn't help it. He squeezed his eyes closed as his abdomen folded in upon itself, his back bowing. With his eyes closed, he was startled when Kouga simultaneously moved from the left globe to the right and gripped his aching member. Breathing was becoming difficult as Sesshoumaru's throat became thick with want, with need.

 

“Kouga, I must sit,” rasped the king of coolness.

 

But, Kouga didn't immediately comply by releasing Sesshoumaru. Instead, he ran that hot slick tongue up from the bottom of Sesshoumaru's shaft. His lips lingered on the swollen tip, tasting the salty clear liquid. Sesshoumaru's essence filled him with the longing to be one with his lover. But he had other ideas. Smooth, tight skin ballooned by the coursing of Sesshoumaru's blood burned against Kouga's lips as he rolled the tip of Sesshoumaru's cock along the curve of his lips. It felt so good that he closed his eyes so as not to miss one iota of the sensation. Clear liquid coated his lips and he savored every drop as he licked it away.

 

The sight and sensation of Kouga's lips running over the tip of his cock, shining with his own slick juices were enough, but Kouga added to the sight by gazing up at him, a vision of lust in the form of intense cerulean eyes. It had been so long since Sesshoumaru had been treated to such lingering foreplay that he had almost forgotten how thrilling it felt. But then again, he was very aware that it had never felt this wonderful simply because of whom he was with. He watched through unfocused eyes while his lover explored and savored him with maddening languor. Kouga's tongue was a hot wet pressure against his skin. The yearning for Kouga's touch to quench the burning fire of his flesh was somewhat sated, but only compounded the innermost craving that could only be satisfied with the culmination of their joining.

 

“Kouga!” exclaimed Sesshoumaru as hot lips encircled the head of his cock and suckled hard.

 

Kouga, gripping the shaft with his hand and could feel the blood coursing through the tight skin surrounding Sesshoumaru's thick appendage, each pulse matching the beat of Sesshoumaru's heart. Even though the shaft was hard, the skin was silky smooth beneath his hand, unblemished. Once lubricated, stroking that rigid inflexible length was easy.

 

Sesshoumaru gasped and his back bowed yet again as Kouga's lips descended, completely swallowing him, even to that thin sparse patch of downy silver hair. The hand fisted in Kouga's raven locks tried to pull him away, but Kouga merely dug his claws into Sesshoumaru's ass so he couldn't escape. He was surprised that Sesshoumaru didn't seem to be displeased with his actions. Instead, Sesshoumaru convulsed as though he were about to release. Kouga worked his throat muscles around Sesshoumaru's cock, squeezing as he sucked him in, relenting as he slid away. It pleased Kouga to no end when his torture became more than Sesshoumaru's perfected control could manage.

 

“No more, no more,” muttered Sesshoumaru.

 

Through the haze of nearing the crest of pleasure, Sesshoumaru barely recognized Kouga's grin.

 

Kouga tugged on Sesshoumaru's hips until the great lord joined him on the floor. “You taste of cinnamon,” he whispered, his voice so deep with need that it came out as a near growl.

 

Sesshoumaru didn't respond as he dropped to the floor and rolled to his back, chest heaving in labored pants. `This is more than I ever expected from Kouga. He is so primal. But then again, he is an alpha and has more control over his urges,' thought Sesshoumaru.

 

Between the desire clouding his senses and the vague thoughts running through his mind, Sesshoumaru hadn't noticed that Kouga was above him on all fours, until he felt wet heat lathe its way up his neck and over his ear. It sent a jolt through his body, wringing a gasp from his chest. He gazed up to see cerulean blue orbs staring down at him. Those blue eyes held a hint of the beast within Kouga as the beginning of a pale blue ring stretched outward from the pupils. The demon above him still shimmered with oil slicked water and Sesshoumaru had the urge to lick and suckle every drop from that bronzed skin. He gazed down the line of Kouga's body, rippling with muscles, and saw him hard and ready.

 

That pale skin flushed with desire for him served to fuel Kouga's determination. `I will make sure that I'm the only one he wants. He's mine, no one else's.'

 

A surge of possessiveness traveled through Kouga from the top of his head to his very toes and he let it show in his gaze. Staring into glazed golden orbs, he couldn't help the growl that escaped him. He collapsed on top of Sesshoumaru devouring those soft delicate lips, fisting his clawed hands in that silver mane. The body beneath him was almost searing hot as he slid along that oiled skin. With a hard yank, he bared Sesshoumaru's throat roughly biting and licking his way along the jaw line down to the collarbone. Claws dug into his ass causing him to grind his aching cock against his lover. No, it wasn't pain, not in the least. It was the simple sensation of being touched.

 

His worship of Sesshoumaru's body became more urgent as he bit into Sesshoumaru's chest, sinking fangs into that cinnamon flavored skin. The guttural moans and trembling body beneath him pushed him to a frenzied pace. There before him perked a delicate pink nipple begging for attention. He bit, leaving a nice circle of teeth marks, slowly filling with blood. A metallic flavor filled his mouth while he ran tongue around his fangs, teeth, and lips, never once taking his eyes from his handiwork. Sesshoumaru writhed and bucked against him when he once again attacked that pink bud, tugging at it, suckling and flicking it with his tongue.

 

He didn't get the chance to ravage the other. Kouga felt his hair yanked to the right and spilled to the floor with Sesshoumaru landing on top of him. “Let me show you how it is done, my wolf,” growled Sesshoumaru, still gripping him by the hair.

 

“I don't need you to show me shit. Believe me, I've had my foreplay. Just fuck me, make love to me,” demanded the wolf prince.

 

“No. It is my turn. I have waited too long for this to end so soon, my wolf,” murmured the god of self-control.

 

Gone was the deep magenta coloring of the stripes on Sesshoumaru's cheeks, now replaced by the darker color of maroon. Kouga traced the marks with the tips of his fingers before Sesshoumaru slowly dipped his head to brush his lips along Kouga's. Another brush caressed his lips then paused, never meeting a full press of flesh against flesh.

 

The tenderness contrasted his own rough and savage treatment of his lover. No liberties were taken while Sesshoumaru's lips gently tugged at Kouga's over and over again. His face burned when Sesshoumaru's tongue smoothed along the curves of his lips. Instinctively, his lips parted, begging to be plundered.

A high keening was dragged out of Kouga's throat as Sesshoumaru's tongue finally met his. Finally, Sesshoumaru engaged his slick warm tongue in soft, tender, long and drawn out caresses, first one side then the other.

 

The slow torture was taking its toll on the wolf prince. He writhed beneath Sesshoumaru asking, no, begging for the great lord to make love to him. But he was only met with a taste of his own medicine. Just inside his mouth, that smooth warm tongue traced the soft skin, trailing along Kouga's front teeth, tasting him, teasing him, swirling along his fangs with no sign that the kiss would go any further.

 

`If he won't give it to me, I'll take it,' scowled the alpha within the wolf.

 

Gripping the sides of his lover's head and shoving his tongue into the confines of Sesshoumaru's mouth as though he would eat Sesshoumaru alive the kiss became a struggle for dominance, Sesshoumaru returning the violence while he shoved his hips into Kouga's groin. The pressure of Sesshoumaru's cock sliding alongside his own gave Kouga some relief, but not enough. A fire too hot to contain burned through him as the line of their bodies ground into each other. Kouga pulled away gasping for air.

 

“Hell if I'm going to wait anymore, Sesshoumaru. If you won't fuck me, I'll fuck you,” growled the wolf prince.

 

“You can try,” Sesshoumaru smirked while he rose up and snapped mokomoko-sama around Kouga's waist, lifting Kouga's lower body from the floor.

 

Sesshoumaru threw Kouga's legs over his shoulders. A heretofore unseen mischievous grin graced Sesshoumaru's face before he dipped his face between Kouga's thighs. The towels were not going survive the rending of Kouga's clenching fingers while he felt wet heat climb from underneath his balls, up the path of that line between, then over his throbbing aching shaft. His cock continued to jump under Sesshoumaru's licking and suckling.

 

“More,” he panted and got his wish.

 

Tight heat engulfed his cock sliding all the way down to press against the curly, black hair decorating the most sensitive area of his groin. A soft humming thrummed through his cock. He thought he would die when his entire body tingled. An audible swallow could be heard when he tried to wet the dry thickness of his mouth. Sesshoumaru worked the muscles of his throat gripping and releasing as he tortured Kouga with a slow up and down motion.

 

“Please, Sesshoumaru,” the wolf whined and drug his claws down Sesshoumaru's side, creating pink welts.

 

It wasn't enough to be inside Sesshoumaru's mouth; he needed more, so much more. Gripping Sesshoumaru's shoulders with his legs and bracing himself on his shoulders, he shoved his hips upward burying himself deep in Sesshoumaru's throat and gained a small bit of relief, but only enough to take off the edge.

 

Sesshoumaru drew away running his tongue down that silky smooth skin toward the hardened bulges at the base of Kouga's balls. He took the left in his mouth, suckling before licking up the crease of Kouga's thigh then moved over to the right performing the same ritual. It was all Sesshoumaru could do not to take his wolf when the cry reached his ears. But he had one more delicious torture in store for his lover.

 

Kouga thought his chest would explode when he felt Sesshoumaru's tongue slide its way down, down to that tight ring.

 

“Damn it, Sesshoumaru. Enough!”

 

“You are not ready.”

 

“I don't care. I can take it! Just fuck me!”

 

Sesshoumaru simply ignored him continuing to lathe with his saliva that area that was about to be plundered by his own throbbing member. He gently prodded and licked, tasting the cinnamon flavored oil that already had Kouga adequately slick.

 

Kouga thought he would scream in frustration until a gasp was torn from his throat as Sesshoumaru's finger began to slowly worked its way into those hot confines.

 

“You're trying to fucking torture me to death, you bastard,” panted Kouga as Sesshoumaru lowered his face and ran his tongue over Kouga's balls simultaneously inserting another finger.

 

I'm…going…to come,” growled Kouga so deep it sounded almost painful.

 

“Soon,” murmured Sesshoumaru as he scissored his fingers, stretching that tight ring.

 

“Damn you!” Kouga nearly screamed as he pounded both fists in the floor unable to stop his body from quaking on the verge of release.

 

His body gave a final shudder when Sesshoumaru dislodged his fingers and gently lowered him to the floor. If he had had the strength, he would have punched Sesshoumaru. All he could do was try to catch his breath while Sesshoumaru hovered above him with a look of triumph in those blazing eyes.

 

“I swear I'll get you back for this. I'm going to fucking tie you up and torture you for two whole days,” Kouga panted between breaths.

 

“Promise?” murmured the much too arrogant lord before leaning down to caress Kouga's lips with his tongue.

 

“Count on it,” Kouga growled into Sesshoumaru's mouth. `He doesn't know who he's dealing. Physical strength isn't the only way to hold the dog down,' thought Kouga, sinking his fangs into Sesshoumaru's bottom lip.

 

“Besides, your release will be much more powerful than if I had not taken my time.”

 

To his surprise, Sesshoumaru fell on him grinding those solid hips into his body, shoving him up the floor and ravaging his mouth as his hair was pulled beneath his back to arch his neck.

 

`Maybe…' Kouga wondered.

 

None too gently, Kouga dug his claws into the meat of Sesshoumaru's ass. Sesshoumaru shoved against him again and he was not trying to get away from Kouga's claws because his hips rose back up, burying them further into his flesh. Kouga greedily swallowed the groan escaping Sesshoumaru's throat and pulled his claws away to grip Sesshoumaru's hips and push them down into position.

 

`He likes pain. I'm going to find out everything he likes and use it to torture the shit out of him,' thought the conniving wolf.

 

“I'm not going to say this again, fuck me, make love to me,” growled Kouga, wrapping his legs around Sesshoumaru's waist.

 

“As you wish,” rasped Sesshoumaru sliding the tip of his painfully hard cock into position.

 

Just that bare touch caused Kouga to writhe beneath Sesshoumaru.

 

“Please, Kouga, don't move,” muttered Sesshoumaru, screwing his eyes shut and laying his forehead in the dip between Kouga's shoulder, scalding Kouga's neck with burning breathes.

 

No matter how careful Sesshoumaru tried to be, he knew it would be painful for Kouga and heard the small whine that Kouga attempted to smother while he forced his way into that tight body. Even though the feel of gliding into Kouga was sheer rapture, he couldn't help the ache in his chest at Kouga's pain. But he knew the pain wouldn't last. And, Kouga had begged for it without being properly prepared.

 

“It will be alright,” he murmured in Kouga's ear. “Just be still for a minute.”

 

Kouga lay still, very still. Wanting it and getting it were two entirely different things.

 

“You could have warned me,” whispered Kouga, having nearly lost his ability to speak.

 

“And just what would I have said? `Oh, this is going to hurt'. Your fear of pain would have made it even more uncomfortable,” Sesshoumaru chastised, a bit of anger showing through.

 

“Uncomfortable. Humph! The hell you say. That hurt.”

 

“Does it still hurt?” asked Sesshoumaru, cocking an eyebrow.

 

Kouga had been so busy being annoyed with Sesshoumaru to really pay attention to the source.

 

“No, but it's `uncomfortable'.”

 

“I have a remedy for that,” Sesshoumaru whispered, nipping Kouga's ear.

 

Kouga took a deep breathe and let it out slowly, glad that he was no longer dying from Sesshoumaru's torture. This little conversation had its rewards.

 

Sesshoumaru barely pulled his right hip away from Kouga's groin then traded out with the left, shifting back and forth between the two. It was a small movement, but the more he did it, the more Kouga relaxed. Once he felt Kouga was ready, he pulled out about half an inch then carefully slid back in. Each time that he pulled out, he withdrew a little further until Kouga's body began to respond in kind. Through the entire process, he gazed into his lover's eyes with reassurance.

 

“On your hands and knees,” Sesshoumaru said drawing himself up and out of his wolf.

 

“Say please.”

 

That was a mistake. Kouga suddenly found himself flipped onto his stomach, struggling against mokomoko-sama. A smirk crossed his features as a wicked thought occurred to him. Either it was going to hurt Sesshoumaru or give him pleasure. It didn't matter which. Kouga would have the seconds he needed to prove he was not some toy.

 

He sliced his claws through that fluffy pink fur reaching flesh. The grip loosened, giving him the space he needed to scramble away. It didn't come after him. He turned to see Sesshoumaru sitting on his calves trembling, eyes closed, hands balled into fists.

 

`I might have screwed up, but I thought he liked pain,' he thought as worry lined his brow. `It doesn't matter. He's not going to treat me like a slave.'

 

Scalding power bit along Kouga's skin as Sesshoumaru opened eyes drowned in ruby red. Kouga answered with his own power, eyes melting ice blue as he held Sesshoumaru at bay.

 

“YOU are MINE,” growled Sesshoumaru.

 

“True, but you can't be throwing me around without my permission,” Kouga reprimanded.

 

Sesshoumaru's power eased away and his eyes faded to their normal blazing amber. He reached out his hand to Kouga in truce. Relief flooded his features as Kouga crawled to him on his hands and knees, not bothering to stand up; no reason to, Kouga knew they weren't finished.

 

“I see you haven't lost your drive,” Kouga smirked as he took Sesshoumaru's hand. “You like a little pain don't you?”

 

Sesshoumaru gave him a wry grin. “Does that bother you?”

 

“Not at all. In fact, I find it very…exciting.”

 

Sesshoumaru drew Kouga's hand to his chest and raked the claws down the center leaving angry red welts. He closed his eyes and shuddered. Leaning his face toward the scratches, Kouga licked his tongue up their length, drawing a hiss from Sesshoumaru.

 

“Now what was it you were saying about me being on all fours?”

 

“I've changed my mind,” murmured Sesshoumaru as he slipped mokomoko-sama around them both and gently pulled Kouga into his lap, giving his wolf the opportunity to protest. Kouga didn't. Sesshoumaru stood with his arm around Kouga's waist then glided from the room.

 

“Where are we going?” Kouga asked, frowning at Sesshoumaru.

 

“To our bed.”

 

Sesshoumaru was pleased when Kouga grinned at him.

 

The bed was a large Western style four poster, covered in maroon satin sheets and topped with a black velvet comforter. Four very large velvet black and maroon pillows decorated the bed. Sesshoumaru floated above the bed then settled down with Kouga still in his lap.

 

“Now, my wolf, I will make love to you,” murmured Sesshoumaru before licking across Kouga's collarbone.

 

Kouga didn't need any instruction. He braced his hands on Sesshoumaru's shoulders and lifted himself up until he felt the tip of Sesshoumaru's cock slide forward beneath him. He gazed into Sesshoumaru's eyes for a long moment, seeing the need, not for his sex, but for his love. Something Sesshoumaru would never allow anyone else to see.

 

Sesshoumaru waited. His wolf was taking over and he was more than pleased. He ran his hand up the skin of Kouga's back, softened and slick with the bath oil, and watched as the lust in Kouga's eyes gave way to deeper emotions.

 

“I love you,” whispered Kouga he leaned forward, closing his eyes.

 

Impossibly long, black eyelashes brushed against Kouga's cheeks while he kissed his lover and lowered his body to take Sesshoumaru deep within him. Sesshoumaru gasped and trembled in anticipation beneath him. Kouga rose and while he lowered himself began the ritual.

 

“Beast to my beast,” he murmured as he settled fully onto Sesshoumaru.

 

“Beast to my beast,” Sesshoumaru, repeated with eyes closed while Kouga raised himself again.

 

“Your bed to mine.” Kouga rose and held still waiting for Sesshoumaru's response.

 

“Your bed to mine,” said Sesshoumaru, tipping his head into Kouga's chest and shuddering after Kouga had lowered himself once again.

 

With each remaining sentence of the vows that Kouga uttered, he raised then lowered himself and Sesshoumaru repeated every line. When they were finally finished with the mating vows, Kouga dropped his head in the crook between Sesshoumaru's neck and shoulder.

 

“You are mine now, Sesshoumaru,” he whispered.

 

“And you, mine,” returned Sesshoumaru, rolling them so that he lay on top of Kouga.

 

Sesshoumaru's body glided along Kouga's as he tenderly made love to his new mate. He laid his lips on Kouga's forehead for a long moment while he savored the tight heat of his lover.

 

“I love you, my wolf.”

 

“I'm sure you can't help yourself,” Kouga retorted.

 

Sesshoumaru just smiled and thrust himself into his mate with determined force, not willing to wait any longer to express his passion.

 

“Oh, Kami-sama! Please don't stop,” Kouga groaned, lifting his hips in hunger.

 

“I don't intend to,” growled Sesshoumaru, quickening his pace even while pressing the line of his body against Kouga.

 

“Yes. Oh, yes,” Kouga cried out, gripping Sesshoumaru's shoulders to push himself down onto the steel shaft pumping into his body.

 

Sesshoumaru rolled them over putting Kouga on top of him. He gripped Kouga's throbbing shaft and began stroking him hard and fast.

 

“Bring us, my wolf,” he grunted, raising his hips and throwing back his head.

 

Kouga rode him as fast and hard as the motions of Sesshoumaru's hand. The room disappeared in the blinding haze of their passion.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” gasped Kouga as he shot his creamy white essence over Sesshoumaru's fist to land on the pale expanse of Sesshoumaru's broad chest.

 

“Ah!” cried Sesshoumaru when Kouga's walls gripped him. He shoved through that tight ring and felt as though his body exploded when he filled Kouga with his seed coupled with his undying love.

 

Kouga dropped to Sesshoumaru's chest. While the aftershocks continued to pound against them, the two lovers continued to rock against each other, not willing for their lovemaking to end.

 

Eventually, Sesshoumaru pushed against Kouga's shoulder signaling him to rise. Sesshoumaru ran his fingers through the cream coating his chest. He raised his index finger to his lips and suckled the substance while he gazed into Kouga's eyes.

 

“One day, I want to taste you,” said Kouga.

 

“As you wish. Perhaps you should finish the ritual?” asked Sesshoumaru lifting an eyebrow.

 

Kouga gave him a questioning look until Sesshoumaru turned his head and caressed the soft skin of his neck.

 

`Oh, that.'

 

Yes, that.

 

Kouga leaned forward and licked up the length of Sesshoumaru's neck. Taking his time, he nibbled the outer shell of Sesshoumaru's ear. He watched Sesshoumaru's eyes slide shut before he made his way back down the slender neck, grazing it with his fangs and lathing it with his tongue. The gasp leaving the succulent lips of his mate egged him on. He continued his journey along Sesshoumaru's collarbone, then made his way up the column of Sesshoumaru's throat only stopping after rounding up to full, silky soft lips. He would have a kiss, and he got one. Full, long, and deep. Tugging at those desirable lips, he drew away and tenderly taking Sesshoumaru's face between his hands, he licked the eyebrows and eyelids then carefully place butterfly kisses everywhere on that smooth pale skin.

 

“I love you,” Kouga whispered against his lover's lips before gliding his tongue back down Sesshoumaru's neck.

 

He nibbled a patch of skin just above the crook at Sesshoumaru's shoulder and felt his lover begin to harden beneath him. Carefully and with tenderness, he sunk his fangs into that delicate skin and waited for the blood to pool in his mouth.

 

“Kouga,” Sesshoumaru muttered, his body stiffening. No, it wasn't pain. It was the sharp stab of heat racing through his veins like a firestorm feeding off of the rampaging winds of its own creation. His heart sped up, giving his life's blood to Kouga, sealing the bargain.

 

Kouga tasted the sweet metallic flavor and drew it into his mouth. His claws dug into Sesshoumaru's shoulders as a wave of youki jolted his body. Kouga pulled away as his mind became fuzzy around the edges.

 

“What the fuck was that?” he panted.

 

“The bond, my wolf. We are truly one,” murmured Sesshoumaru, lifting his hand and caressing Kouga's cheek before drawing him down for a kiss.

 

And so began another round of lovemaking.

 

 

 

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Reviewer Recognition

I Lurv You All

 

 

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JOkEr

Thanks for the review! You got your lemon! But we haven't gotten to the kinky stuff yet. Hehe. ^_^

 

Sesshys numba1 gurl

Thanks for the review! The last chapter was a bit light, so I wanted to get this one up. ^_^

 

Gen50

Eh, Sess doesn't share very well, but he's doing his best to placate Kouga's pack and Kouga isn't doing his job. It's not over yet!

 

 

 

AFF

 

ahanchan

 

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*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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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