InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cerulean Skies ❯ Mated Bliss ( Chapter 23 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Chapter 23
 
 
Mated Bliss
 
 
No het lemons! Many thanks to my beta, Kogas Hentai Luver, and to gen50 for beta'ing the second round! However, I have made changes since their jobs years ago. Sorry it took so long to get this up.
 
 
 
Ayame paced her chamber, unable to dispel the images of Sesshoumaru and Kouga that filled her mind. They had been so beautiful together. Kouga's raven tresses had fallen around them both and he had stared with such intensity at Sesshoumaru. His muscles had rolled beneath bronze skin as he slammed Sesshoumaru into the floor. They had been lost in their own little world. And Sesshoumaru, gods! He had been so beautiful while writhing beneath the dark one. Silver hair had splayed out around his head and torso like a gleaming halo. However, it was the look on his face that was so damn attractive. She had never seen this side of Sesshoumaru. He had actually had a very real expression on his face. Pure, unadulterated ecstasy. His half open golden eyes had glazed over in a cloud of intense pleasure. His lips had been parted as he had panted and moaned. There had been no sense of his usual controlled nature. That cold exterior had melted. He had given up everything for Kouga. It hadn't been the same Sesshoumaru at all. Not. At. All.
 
Even now, heat was pooling in Ayame's belly; and it was all Sesshoumaru's fault! No, she hadn't been focusing on Kouga. Having this reaction was just too weird. She had previously had only feelings for Kouga. He had been her entire world. Her feelings for Sesshoumaru had not been a problem. They had only been lust. Lusting for him was foreign and bizarre.
 
`What is happening to me? I'm lusting after that prick. But…he didn't look like that bastard that always acts so high and mighty. I would have never thought that he even had a heart under that frigid façade. It's just…wrong for me to think of him that way. My heart belongs to Kouga and no one else!'
 
However, those thoughts did nothing to dispel the images running wild inside her head. And, she ached to be with both of them, to share in what they had together. It had to be their reaction to each other that had drawn her in. It couldn't have been Sesshoumaru's beauty. His physical appearance had not changed. Nevertheless, her perception of Sesshoumaru had been turned upside down. If she even thought of being with Sesshoumaru, Kouga would lose any and all respect for her. He would see her as a slut.
 
`I am not a slut! I just…just…damn!'
 
In her turmoil, she had not sensed their approach, even after they had stepped inside.
 
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow at Kouga when he imperceptibly sniffed the air. Oh yeah, Ayame was definitely aroused, and if her pacing and frown was any indication, she was also very troubled by it. Kouga smirked then took Sesshoumaru's hand. Both silently slipped toward Ayame. When she turned in her pacing and started back the other direction, she encountered a very hard wall and would have fallen backward had Sesshoumaru not caught her around the waist.
 
`Oh shit, shit, shit!' she thought as her eyes widened. `They have to smell it!'
 
Then something occurred to her. “Hey! I didn't invite you two in.”
 
“Well, we did try to get your attention, but you seemed to be occupied with…other things,” Kouga said with a wry grin.
 
Ayame sputtered, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
 
“We saw you in my chamber…A. Ya. Me,” Kouga murmured with a smirk while he and Sesshoumaru stalked her until she was flat against the stone wall. “And here I thought that you wanted nothing to do with Sesshoumaru. Doesn't smell that way to me,” Kouga said with a sniff and a smug grin on his face.
 
Kouga reached out and wrapped his large hands around her arms while she stared wide-eyed into his amused gaze. The next thing she knew, he had pulled her away from the wall and slid behind her, leaving her staring at a very bare chest. She couldn't help but notice the pale nipples that seemed to be swelling right before her very eyes. She swallowed hard and began to raise her emerald green eyes, up and up and up until all she saw was an intense, smoky, amber gaze.
 
`Oh no, no, no…'
 
Those eyes filled her vision. It seemed that the longer she stared, the larger they loomed. She was yanked back to reality when Kouga pinned her with one strong arm. Not only that, but he fisted his hand in her hair, holding her head in place. It was then that she realized the reason Sesshoumaru's eyes seemed so large. She had gotten so lost in his gaze that she hadn't realized that he was nearly nose to nose with her.
 
`How…how did that happen? How could he hypnotize me like that?'
 
She wasn't given the opportunity to answer that question.
 
 
~*~
 
 
Ayame's ice cold glare froze the air in her line of vision, a near perfect rendition of the father of the children held in her barely showing belly, Sesshoumaru being on the receiving end of said glare. Three little Kouga's scurried about her feet, rolling in the grass while playfully struggling with one another.
 
“I don't think that she appreciated getting pregnant again so soon,” Kouga mumbled from the boulder on which he and Sesshoumaru were perched.
 
“Hm, it was my turn,” Sesshoumaru smirked.
 
“You know, I think that she has picked up some of your annoying mannerisms,” Kouga commented as he stretched back over the boulder. “I'm ready for a break away from this place. Would you care for a little getaway?”
 
Sesshoumaru tipped his head to the side and gazed down into those deep, cerulean blue eyes that were heavily framed by a thick curtain of black lashes. Immediately, he felt the stirrings of arousal tickle his groin. It was a good thing that Kouga couldn't get pregnant, otherwise there would be fifty filthy little Sesshoumaru's running around; not that Sesshoumaru would tolerate allowing his children to behave like wild animals.
 
Suddenly, Sesshoumaru gracefully leaned back and rolled over on top of Kouga, pinning him down.
 
“And where would you prefer to hold this tryst?” Sesshoumaru murmured, his breath fanning across Kouga's lips.
 
“Mmm…” was all Kouga had the chance to voice before Sesshoumaru lowered his head for a light press of lips.
 
Sesshoumaru sank further into his wolf, the kiss becoming rough and passionate. After long moments, and the insanely distracting sensation of their erections grinding against one another through the cloth separating them, Kouga reluctantly tore his lips away.
 
“It'll be right here if you don't stop what you're doing,” he panted.
 
“Hm,” was the only response he received. Once again, Kouga found himself gasping for air after having been attacked by hungry lips, kissed nearly senseless by his mate.
 
“I think that it's time to go,” Kouga rasped as he stared up into a heated golden gaze.
 
“Agreed.”
 
The tall sleek figure rose as though on puppet strings and in a flurry of silver, hopped from the boulder, followed closely by the dark, wild wolf.
 
Ayame stared at the two opposites; light and dark, tame and wild, both powerful and passionate. Their undefeated reputation insured the security of the pack. She had the best of worlds. Sure, she was left alone on a regular basis, but when they were with the pack, they never left her wanting. It was always worth the wait. Then it dawned on her. What had started as heartbreak, led her to be the cornerstone of a triad that held their people in safety. Without her, the pack's suspicions could be a great hindrance to Kouga's and Sesshoumaru's relationship. Sure, she also had the job of bearing pups and seeing to their care while their fathers were away. However, she was far from unhappy. No other female enjoyed her position or the benefits that came with it. Yes, she was very happy indeed.
 
She watched as Kouga waved and strolled away with his mate, and begrudged him nothing. They had been good to her, more so than she could have ever asked. She watched as the two most powerful and beautiful youkai that she had ever known faded into the distance. Ayame turned her gaze to the happy little toddlers at her feet and smiled.
 
Life was good.
 
~*~
 
 
It had been quite some time since the couple had been alone together. Sesshoumaru never neglected the patrol of his land or his duties, which kept him away from Kouga quite a bit. And, Kouga had responsibilities as well. Who knew that finding time alone together would be so damn difficult? Such is the life of a leader.
 
In a light, late afternoon breeze, charged with the power of youki, black and white flowed through the quickly thinning forest. As the line of trees came to a halt, the wolf and the dog slowed to a trot then took on their bipedal forms.
 
The wolf enjoyed the view of his mate. Sesshoumaru stood, as always, regal and unruffled, his satin garments white and pristine. His silver mane lifted and hung in the breeze, rustling around his face. The porcelain skin was a pale canvass for the maroon streaks on his cheeks and for the deep blue crescent moon on his forehead; the perfect picture of surreal magical beauty. There was no other like him, no other so powerful, so sure. Kouga wasn't certain that Sesshoumaru even came from his plane of existence. Sesshoumaru's presence was too astounding in its solid form of pure strength. Unreal; and to think, he had captured this ethereal being. How he had managed that, he would never be able to fathom.
 
Had Sesshoumaru known Kouga's observations and thoughts, he might have surmised that the wolf had an inferiority complex. But that just wouldn't be his wild wolf prince. No, Kouga walked in a world of his own making, a world where everything seemed to belong to him. The earth greeted the bronze wolf with open arms. The land gave him his power, visibly shown in the corded muscles of his torso and limbs. Though elegant in his own fashion, his body spoke of natural brute strength. However, his crowning glory was the cerulean blue eyes that had first intrigued the Lord of the Western Lands. Framed in a thick line of black lashes, they were complimented by high cheekbones and a strong jaw line. The raven hair, glistening with the rays of the sun, served to soften his features. Though not delicate, he stood with an elegant, masculine beauty all its own. The thrumming of his youki said it all. He was powerful indeed.
 
The tall, serene, silver-haired youkai seemed to glide through the courtyard while the very quintessence of nature strode behind with solid and sure steps.
 
Quite unexpectedly, Sesshoumaru stopped and tipped his nose into the air.
 
“Deer…we shall hunt together this night.”
 
Even though it was softly spoken, as though an afterthought, the silky baritone voice crept through Kouga's body with the effects of a fine wine, causing his gut to clench with desire. Sesshoumaru might have been beautiful to gaze upon, but that deep, resounding voice did more to Kouga than he could describe, caressed him in places that Sesshoumaru's hand could never touch, constricted his chest, tickled his ribs, tightened his abdomen, and lay heavy in his belly and groin.
 
The faint scent of Kouga's stirring arousal hit Sesshoumaru's nose like a siren call and he found himself switching course, heading for a hot spring located at the back of their little hideaway. In his greed to be surrounded by more of the scent of Kouga's desire for him, Sesshoumaru gradually lost piece after piece of his attire. All during his little strip tease, he never once turned back to add his gaze to the wanton display of temptation. As predicted, Kouga's arousal intensified. Sesshoumaru noticed that Kouga had even lagged behind to watch the show.
 
Kouga licked his lips as more and more of his lover's pale flesh was revealed. Firm, taut muscles rolled beneath the silken, ivory skin and Kouga's eyes began to glaze over in lust with his youki, the beast within, beginning to rise to the surface. That firm, round ass just begged to be caressed, squeezed, and dug into with his claws. He could imagine the small trickles of blood that he would lick off of that smooth skin. His arousal grew even stronger when Sesshoumaru turned to the right, framed against that long piece of fluff, and slipped into the water. The line of Sesshoumaru's body had been enhanced by the view of an already hardened erection.
 
`Ooooh…that was nice,' Kouga thought as shivers raced up his spine.
 
The visions of wrapping his lips around that length tightened the muscles in his lower abdomen even more. With that one image in his mind, he began to quickly undress and nearly lost his balance when those smoky amber orbs peered back at him through a thick lace of black lashes with all the heat of a blazing bonfire.
 
The roiling of Kouga's youki prickled along Sesshoumaru's skin and he couldn't help but smile as his own answered in kind. The wolf was so easy to seduce. By the time Sesshoumaru had divested himself of every piece of cloth, he had arrived at the bank of their personal hotspring, and while caressing his body with the baby fine hair of his fluffy pelt, he slipped into the water, and gave Kouga a backward `come hither' glance. Sesshoumaru was mildly surprised to see that Kouga had only just begun removing his clothing. However, the speed with which Kouga was now tossing away his armor and furs nearly caused Sesshoumaru to chuckle. Instead, he lowered himself down into the water until he was completely submerged. The wolf would join him soon enough. And did he ever. Beneath the water, Sesshoumaru had turned before coming up. He was greeted by a bronze ball with a whipping tail descending from the sky right in front of him. Talk about rude.
 
Sesshoumaru was wiping the water from his eyes when inky, black hair, along with a grinning wolf surfaced, his eyes glinting with mischief. Well, two could play that game. Kouga didn't have time to blink before his head was shoved beneath the shimmering surface of the crystal clear pool. However, Sesshoumaru was in for a very big surprise. Hands grasped his hips as slick heat encircled his cock and swallowed him whole, wringing a startled gasp from him. He hissed as Kouga sucked at him and massaged his balls. Sesshoumaru could feel his youki rising, wrapping him in a layer of intense heat that beat against his skin. Even the water began to glitter with tiny ripples at the force vibrating outward.
 
Youkai or not, Kouga could not stay below the surface forever, and Sesshoumaru did not wait long at all to draw out his wild wolf prince. This first time would not be rushed. Their trysts alone at the wolf den were much too short. He wanted to savor the taste, to touch and smell every inch of Kouga with painfully slow languor. An image of rolling around on Kouga's flesh sent little sparks through his body and all over his skin.
 
Kouga had been very much enjoying the taste of Sesshoumaru's salty precum along with the heat of Sesshoumaru's arousal when he was unceremoniously yanked from his delightful play by that oh so handy length of former fluff, which had become a dripping mass of hairy dog pelt. After wiping the water from his eyes, he gave Sesshoumaru a disappointed gaze only to find a rarely seen softness behind Sesshoumaru's amber orbs. The tickling of excitement ran straight from Kouga's chest, through his abdomen, and into his happily swishing tail. This was not going to be a rough and tumble fuck. Oh, yeah!
 
“You interrupted my fun, Sess,” Kouga pouted, yet betrayed himself by the mischievous smile that was definitely showing in the lift of his sparkling, cerulean blue eyes.
 
“I have done no such thing,” Sesshoumaru murmured before cupping Kouga's face in the palm of his hand and leaning down for a light press of lips.
 
Kouga closed his eyes and simply basked in the warmth of Sesshoumaru's mouth and those long, pale fingers as they slid down cheeks and neck, thumbs tracing the line of his jaw and neck. Those teasing fingers continued on their course and slipped underneath his hair. Claws lightly played down his spine. Kouga's entire body clenched with desire and he felt as though he would come if Sesshoumaru grasped him in just the right place. A shiver ran over his whole body when Sesshoumaru's slick tongue slipped through his slightly parted lips and began a languid exploration, stroking and suckling his tongue between exploring his teeth, fangs and gums. Kouga couldn't help the shuddering moans that hummed into Sesshoumaru's mouth. Heat built, swelling within his chest, pooling in his groin, and burning his mind. Dizzy light swirled behind his eyes.
 
If Sesshoumaru didn't stop or fuck him, he was going to pass out.
 
`How does he do this to me?' Kouga thought as he tried to draw breath, which only succeeded in drenching him in the spicy scent and taste of his mate. `Damn…'
 
“Ung…” Kouga moaned as he reluctantly pulled away and tried to open his eyes to peer through the haze of the drug that was Sesshoumaru. He steadied himself by gripping Sesshoumaru's waist all the while.
 
“I think…” Kouga took a deep breath, “…we'd better wash up now…if we're going to. I don't think I can if you keep that up,” Kouga panted and shuddered.
 
“As you wish, my wolf,” Sesshoumaru whispered and allowed his hand to slide down Kouga's arm, eliciting a shiver from the raven haired wolf.
 
The look in Kouga's eyes and the response of his body stroked Sesshoumaru's ego. Oh, he planned to have the wolf squirming and screaming beneath him. This evening, he would be the one doing the tormenting. Even though he was determined to be patient, it was difficult to pull his hand away. The energy of their youki wanted nothing to do with being separated and it stretched between them like a magical cord, tugging and pulling, pleading for that surge that would raise them to the peak of passion.
 
However, Sesshoumaru had other plans.
 
Taking a deep breath, Sesshoumaru turned from the wolf and glided over to a ledge where a small depression in a rock housed a porcelain decanter that contained a mixture of plant extracts which Sesshoumaru often used for bathing. Bathing was always a sensuous affair between the two. It could never be anything else.
 
Sesshoumaru motioned for Kouga to come and sit in front of him. Once Kouga was settled, sitting between Sesshoumaru's knees, his arms draped over those pale, muscular thighs, Sesshoumaru poured the liquid onto Kouga's raven hair then took his time combing it through the thick, straight strands. Without being tied up into a ponytail, the black mane reached the small of Kouga's back. It was beautiful, streaked with the many different colors reflected in the sunlight.
 
Once Sesshoumaru ceased his stroking and rinsed his hand, Kouga took it as his cue to rinse and dove beneath the water, shoving out to the middle of the pool in order to spread the liquid as he swam. His tan body was sleek as it cut through the water then flipped into a turn and shot back toward Sesshoumaru, who watched with fascination at the powerful display of his mate. Sesshoumaru may have had the elegant grace of the aristocrats that he inherited from his family, but Kouga had the fluid grace of a panther; strong and brutal, yet quick and agile. His bronze skin blended with his surroundings and his eyes reflected the skies on a cool moist day; a natural camouflage.
 
Sesshoumaru was yanked from his thoughts when Kouga resurfaced between his knees.
 
“That…is a very good position for you, wolf,” Sesshoumaru commented with a lift of his right brow.
 
“I know,” Kouga rumbled deep within his chest, a wide, suggestive grin on his face.
 
Before being given a chance to use his position for any further arousing activities, Sesshoumaru handed him the sponge then picked up the decanter and poured some of the liquid around the top.
 
“You are not being any fun!” Kouga complained.
 
“So you say.”
 
Sesshoumaru took the sponge and motioned Kouga to turn around and stand. As he turned away from Sesshoumaru, Kouga reached over his shoulder, pulled his hair away from his back, and draped it over his chest. Having his back stroked and massaged with the soft sponge and Sesshoumaru's talented fingers nearly put him to sleep. It was heaven. A certain other part of his anatomy may not have agreed, it being swollen and ready for more strenuous activities, but Kouga was enjoying himself too much to care. Stepping around in front of the wolf, Sesshoumaru held up a newly soaped sponge. They both stared at each other as Kouga flipped his hair back over his shoulder.
 
The muscles in Sesshoumaru's chest and abdomen rolled as he lazily caressed Kouga's body. All Kouga could do was stare at the taller, statuesque figure in front of him. As he reached out to fondle one of Sesshoumaru's pink nipples, his fading erection decided to come back to life full force.
 
“No,” commanded Sesshoumaru and swiped the hand away.
 
“Why not!?” Kouga huffed.
 
“You may play…later,” Sesshoumaru murmured while staring into Kouga's eyes with a gaze so heated that it about melted Kouga into a burbling, puddle of goo. `How does he do that!?'
 
That last dark promise stilled his entire body. Oh yeah, he could wait, no matter what it cost him, if it meant that he would gain full access to his very flexible marble statue. And, he had yet to take his turn bathing Sesshoumaru. As his lips quirked a wicked smile, he pondered all of the terrific tortures that he could tease his lover with.
 
`Oh, yeah…Later,' he thought as Sesshoumaru finished with his upper torso and moved to his legs. But, damn! He wanted that sponge and those magic fingers in other places right now.
 
He didn't have to wait long as Sesshoumaru worked up his thighs. When the sponge pressed against his balls and trailed up his erection, Kouga wondered how long he would be able to continue standing. A rumbling groan floated around in his chest as the sponge made its way back down then curved beneath to slide up between the globes of his ass. Yeah, he was right. He fell forward with his face in the crook of Sesshoumaru's neck and shoulder and grabbed Sesshoumaru's waist in order to support himself.
 
“Fuck, Sesshoumaru. That feels so good.”
 
“Hm.”
 
The sponge floated back around with more pressure. After a couple of trips with the sponge, Sesshoumaru abandoned it in favor of his very long fingers. By now, Kouga was panting as though he had ran ten miles at full out speed. Those, oh so talented, fingers switched back and forth between a feathering light touch and a tight, clutching pressure. The light massaging of his sac went from a tender to a hard tug that bordered on pain, but not quite. The pads of Sesshoumaru's fingers danced over that ever so sensitive seam of flesh between his balls only to move further and gently play over the tight ring that so wanted to feel the pressure of Sesshoumaru sliding into his body.
 
“Gods!” Kouga groaned.
 
Kouga's hands moved to grip Sesshoumaru's shoulders as he felt himself weakening under the onslaught.
 
“Sesshoumaru,” Kouga mumbled in a strangled whisper. “I can't…take much more.”
 
Without a word, Sesshoumaru pulled away and pointed to the edge of the pool. Kouga sighed in relief and jumped out to lie on his back in the soft grass. Fingers played up and down his shaft as Sesshoumaru moved to kneel on the ledge. Sparks, almost painful, shot through Kouga's body when Sesshoumaru used the pad of his index finger to very slowly spread the clear dripping precum over the tip of his cock. A moan, accompanied by a jolt of his body, let loose when Sesshoumaru leaned down and suckled at the tip.
 
“Fuck, Sesshoumaru!” Kouga cried out when Sesshoumaru swallowed him whole while massaging his balls.
 
If it were physically possible, Sesshoumaru would have smirked. He had to content himself with driving Kouga insane with his mouth. The torture was not halted while Sesshoumaru nudged at Kouga's thighs. Kouga obediently spread his legs and pulled his knees up. Knowing just how sensual Sesshoumaru's movements were, he wanted to watch, and so, he propped himself up on his elbows. Smoky amber orbs peered up at him as Sesshoumaru climbed between Kouga's thighs and lowered his head. Even as Sesshoumaru's tongue snaked out and smoothed its slick, wet, heat across Kouga's balls, their eyes stayed locked. Finally, Kouga had to break away. The vision of that pink appendage as it swiped at him sent butterflies up his stomach and into his throat, bringing with them a whimper. Of course, that was not near as powerful as the burning in his groin. Each slow languorous lick sent tremors through his muscles. It was everything he could do to remain still and not attack and fuck Sesshoumaru into the ground.
 
A thrill went down Sesshoumaru's spine when Kouga moaned while he licked the tip of Kouga's erection then swallowed it in one fell swoop. The flesh in his mouth was heavy, thick and hot from the rushing blood weighing it down. The skin of Kouga's cock was perfectly smooth and tight from the swelled engorgement. Sesshoumaru left no small bit of Kouga's groin untouched, soon having the dark wolf writhing, moaning, whining, and murmuring nonsensical gibberish. Shoving Kouga's bent knees further back, Sesshoumaru completely exposed that delicious, scrumptious, and beautiful bronzed ass. Kouga's naturally dark skin was thoroughly entrancing; a deep golden tone, quite the opposite of Sesshoumaru's.
 
“What the fuck are you waiting for?” Kouga demanded through heaving pants.
 
“I am merely surveying the delectable being that is spread out so tantalizing before me,” Sesshoumaru murmured, thinking aloud as he planned his next assault.
 
“Fucking survey some other time,” Kouga growled in frustration, grabbing and tugging on the pale hand that rested on his left thigh.
 
“Patience,” Sesshoumaru whispered then dipped his head down and ran his wet, slick tongue from the end of Kouga's tailbone, up and over that anticipating puckered ring, suckling along that extraordinarily sensitive seam until his tongue swirled over Kouga's sacs, following the center trail up the length of Kouga's shaft. He tasted, savored, and memorized every dip, curve and crease with a slow languor that was driving Kouga nigh on insane. The widely varied sounds emitting from Kouga's throat proved that, adding to Sesshoumaru's enjoyment. It was just as much torture for him as Kouga's responses encouraged his own arousal to the point that he had to fight his desire to plunge himself into Kouga's scorching depths; hot, wet, tight, and…oh…Not yet, not yet.
 
Kouga was going to die. Yep. No doubt about it. Sesshoumaru was driving him mad. Over and over again, the dog lathed him with that incredibly skillful tongue. Adding to the already tortuously wonderful sensations, the strands of Sesshoumaru's silver hair were drying and tickling along the flesh of his thighs.
 
“Damn it…Sesshou…maru. I can't…take anymore.”
 
Kouga's strangled gasps moved Sesshoumaru to end the wolf's suffering, obliging the tormented creature by wrapping his lips around and sucking the burning tip of Kouga's throbbing cock. Quite unexpectedly, Kouga's hips snapped upward, forcing his straining erection down Sesshoumaru's throat. That did not make the taiyoukai happy. It interfered with his strategy. Using his one hand to pin Kouga's hips to the ground, Sesshoumaru pulled away and suckled at the tip again, wrapping his generous length of tongue around the top two inches, drawing on the flesh that was more than ready to release the pressure flooding it.
 
It didn't matter how much Kouga squirmed and writhed, Sesshoumaru was taking entirely too long. And then that hot mouth surrounded him, dove down and swallowed him whole. Sesshoumaru's tongue had become hard and manipulative as he began a slow, agonizing pace up and down Kouga's shaft. It hit that little nub hidden beneath the flesh about an inch from the head of his cock, pushing him to the very edge. Sesshoumaru was good. He knew all the right places to tease.
 
“Sesshoumaru, please!”
 
Sesshoumaru nearly chuckled at the wolf's anguished plea. It was time. Removing his hand, he allowed Kouga to thrust into his mouth while he held onto Kouga's thigh for balance. Kouga's pace was frantic, prompting Sesshoumaru to turn his gaze up. Hands tangled into his hair and he watched Kouga's head tip back, body arched with the elevated tension in every single muscle, just before he felt that slight enlargement and rush of blood that signaled impending release.
 
Finally. Finally, Sesshoumaru had given him the freedom of movement that he needed to carry him over the edge and liberate that building pressure to its ultimate conclusion. Pumping frantically into that wet channel of hot squeezing muscles, and with Sesshoumaru's tongue hitting that ever so sensitive spot just an inch below the head of his cock, Kouga rapidly found the force of his imminent explosion straining and on the verge of blasting free. Everything began to blur and his body was completely reacting without any conscious thought from Kouga's mind. Just as the blinding white flooded his eyes that were rolling up under his eyelids, so he felt that last pulsing flood of strength shoot out the head of his cock. All of his bodily senses were lost to that one sensation of his seed shooting out and down Sesshoumaru's eagerly waiting throat. With each muscle-twitching spurt, he gained the relief he so fervently sought.
 
“Sesshoumaru!”
 
Bitter flames of desire were burning through Sesshoumaru's veins as he watched Kouga's body bow with the first jolt. That first explosion had Sesshoumaru standing on the edge of the precipice, ready to follow Kouga. Almost there. Almost. Yet, he was denied as his focus was entirely on bringing pleasure to Kouga at each stage of the process. Even the feel of Kouga's cum rushing down his throat couldn't take him over the edge. His lover's abdomen tightened and relaxed with each throbbing pulse, each successive clenching of muscles lessening until Kouga lay panting, his chest heaving and his body continuing to quiver under the effects of the aftershocks.
 
“Ung!” Kouga groaned and lurched when Sesshoumaru tightened the muscles of his throat, sucking with the determination of drawing out more of Kouga's essence; if that were even possible.
 
Spent and sated, Kouga lay on the ground; his breaths finally developing an even pattern. Sesshoumaru gently withdrew and allowed Kouga's legs to fall to his sides. Eventually, Kouga managed to turn his foggy gaze up to him. Those blue eyes smiled before trailing down and down until they settled on Sesshoumaru's raging erection. Kouga's brows knit together as he sat up and reached out to give Sesshoumaru a `helping hand'.
 
“That will not be necessary, my wolf,” Sesshoumaru murmured with a smile as he wrapped those long, long fingers around Kouga's wrist and stood, pulling Kouga up with him. “Come.”
 
Without releasing Kouga's wrist, Sesshoumaru began walking toward their home and entered through the back entrance. Considering all of their escapades in his `special' room, Sesshoumaru had plenty of practice in controlling his urges, which was a good thing. He had many adventures planned for the wolf and he would relish carrying them out, one by one. Leading Kouga to their sleeping chambers, he signaled Kouga to lie down on the futon then selected a bottle of cinnamon spiced oil with which to give his wolf a delicious massage.
 
“Lay on your stomach,” Sesshoumaru instructed as he knelt beside the futon.
 
As soon as Kouga was flat on his belly, his arms stretched and bent to the side and above his head, Sesshoumaru poured a copious quantity of oil over Kouga's back and then proceeded to hurriedly spread it. Once the oil had been spread over the bronze skin covering Kouga's back, Sesshoumaru moved to straddle his hips and began a slow massage, commencing at Kouga's shoulders and back. He savored each and every inch, first kneading than lightly passing his hand over the area. At the lower back, he set into motion his leisurely seduction, trailing his claws up and down Kouga's spine, drawing a circle around the base of Kouga's tail then momentarily hesitating at the top of the valley separating the globes of Kouga's ass before applying pressure with his thumb. He did this time and time again until he could feel the tensing of the muscles beneath him.
 
At first, Kouga was thinking that he might be on his way to a nice nap; that was, until Sesshoumaru decided to tease, and tease, and tease, and tease. He could already feel blood pooling in his belly, gradually making its way to his sex. Soon, Sesshoumaru's hand settled on his ass, kneading and stroking.
 
“Ung,” Kouga moaned, putting a smirk on Sesshoumaru's face.
 
In the smallest of increments, Sesshoumaru's fingers moved toward the cleft of Kouga's ass, playing lightly along the inner walls of his oil-slicked crease, but never settling completely. Eventually Sesshoumaru had Kouga slightly arching and lifting his hips in order to meet those capable fingers. But each time the wolf came close to reaching his goal, Sesshoumaru traveled elsewhere. Elsewhere wasn't so bad the wolf decided as Sesshoumaru's slender digits journeyed further down between his hot thighs. He found himself spreading his legs causing Sesshoumaru to switch positions to kneel between them. And, oh, what happened next…
 
It was quite obvious that Kouga was attempting to control his body's responses. However, Sesshoumaru was well aware of the small twitches, the light grinding, and the slight tilt of the hips. Oh yes. Before he was finished, Kouga would lose control. More oil was lathed on the back and sides of Kouga's thighs. A good firm kneading had Kouga relaxing a bit. Attempting to keep a wicked grin from his face and his concentration on his hand, Sesshoumaru took a deep, quiet breath and allowed his fingers to caress the back of Kouga's left knee. His fingers to trail upward, slowing the forward motion as he went. The muscles in Kouga's legs tensed and his breathing quickened in anticipation, but Sesshoumaru deprived him once again. Instead, he skipped the junctions of Kouga's thighs and moved to the other side, kneading the other before giving it the same treatment.
 
`Was that a whimper?' Kouga thought as he squeezed his throat shut. `A little further, more, more… Yes!'
 
Kouga shuddered when Sesshoumaru's fingers finally, finally, pressed against and stroked the bottom of his ass between his thighs. Tilting his hips, he exposed more of his tightening sacs, hoping that Sesshoumaru wouldn't deny him even the smallest of touches. All he received was the lightest of touches, so quick that he wasn't certain that it even happened. Digging his claws into the floor, he let out a pathetic groan. His cock was straining and his body was fighting to keep from satisfying his desire by simply fuck the futon.
 
At the sound reverberating through Kouga's chest, Sesshoumaru just had to feel some accomplishment. Up to this point, Kouga had tolerated his teasing, but he had withdrawn each time and allowed his wolf the opportunity to recover.
 
Time for another round.
 
Dripping oil over Kouga's right calf, Sesshoumaru began the same routine, being sure to rub his index and middle finger behind Kouga's knee. Oh, he knew each and every particularly sensitive area on Kouga's body; and this was one of them. Kneading, then stroking, lightly teasing that spot, Sesshoumaru continued to torture his wolf. Eventually, he moved to the left calf. Sesshoumaru was pleased with Kouga's ability to restrain his lust. The wolf seemed to be putting much effort into keeping his body still.
 
It wasn't as though Sesshoumaru didn't get anything out of this. Caressing every inch of his lover's skin, wringing moans and inciting the small twitches and the involuntary stiffening of Kouga's muscles only increased his own lust. His arousal was aching and he knew that it would be a fight to restrain himself once he was inside that tight heat. Fortunately, he was accustomed to withholding. It was an art that he was well versed in.
 
Back up Kouga's thighs Sesshoumaru went; slow and sensuous. Kouga wasn't expecting Sesshoumaru to do more than the earlier tease, but he received a wonderful surprise. Sesshoumaru dripped more oil along the valley of Kouga's ass and massaged it in, his fingers trailing down to stroke his balls. Things started to get a little hazy around that point. Each time that Sesshoumaru's fingers slid up, bypassing the quivering opening to his needy, burning body, he expected at least one perfect finger to sate his desire. He even tilted his ass up and spread his legs further. But that did not get him what he craved; only the glide separating the globes of his ass, teasing the hell out of him. His belly was tight with need, his body scorched and tense with denial.
 
Then it all stopped.
 
Silver hair blocked his view as Sesshoumaru slithered up his back and a hand settled beside his shoulder.
 
“Nnnnnnng,” Kouga groaned long and low as Sesshoumaru's rock hard erection slid over that one needy spot.
 
“What do you need, my wolf,” Sesshoumaru whispered seductively while grinding and shoving Kouga into the futon.
 
Well, that was a stupid question. Was he really supposed to answer? However, when Sesshoumaru slid the head of his cock over that puckered entrance, Kouga nearly whined.
 
“I need you to fuck me,” Kouga rasped, would've growled if he had the strength.
 
“How do you want me to fuck you?” Sesshoumaru whispered while licking the outer shell of Kouga's pointed ear and grinding Kouga into the floor again.
 
“I don't care! Just do it!”
 
Sesshoumaru licked along Kouga's neck and jawline while he rotated and rocked his hips, continuing to tease Kouga.
 
“Sesshoumaru,” Kouga growled as he involuntarily lifted his ass to meet that thick fullness.
 
A wicked smirk was hidden in the flesh of Kouga's neck as Sesshoumaru nudged the very ready, puckered ring that was anxiously waiting for him. But then, he pulled away and started that gentle glide.
 
“I am so gonna get you for this.”
 
Sesshoumaru only chuckled and pulled back to allow the head of his cock to nudge just a bit harder at Kouga's entrance. Just as before, he pulled away when Kouga's ass lifted from the futon.
 
“You wait until I get you into that special little room of yours! I'm going to tie you up and torture you for hours!”
 
“Promise?” Sesshoumaru asked, barely able to contain his laughter.
 
“Well, hell,” Kouga groaned. Sesshoumaru had to have a breaking point somewhere and by hell he was going to find it. Just you wait and see.
 
Again and again, Sesshoumaru tormented him with the promise of filling him up, stoked that fire to near completion, and every single time, the dog backed down. It didn't help that with each pass, Sesshoumaru nudged a little harder, deceiving him into thinking that he was going to get what he wanted.
 
He'd had enough. He wasn't going to take anymore. Right!
 
“Oh fuck,” Kouga moaned as he felt his body stretched and parted in order to allow Sesshoumaru complete entry. Almost painful tingling poured through his body, stole his breath, and strained his chest. As soon as Sesshoumaru's length was completely seated inside of him, Kouga let the air leave is lungs in one loud rush. He couldn't do much more than just lay there and try to stay conscious while the craving emptiness was now filled to overflowing. This was what he wanted. This was what he needed.
 
Sesshoumaru's timing went above and beyond impeccable. He had been ever so patient in his endeavor to arouse Kouga beyond the wolf's ability to refrain from flipping him over and fucking him into the bed. But now, he was gradually sinking into that tight, wet heat that was surrounding him in slick, clenching, velvet walls. It stole his breath away. Goose bumps broke out all over his flesh, even while it burned with desire. Kouga's sudden expulsion of air and subsequent panting only added to the pressure of maintaining control. He wanted to hear his lover screaming his name. Clenching his jaw, Sesshoumaru drew back with the patience of a snake stalking its prey then gradually glided back in. The overwhelming sensation of the head of his cock swimming through and parting Kouga's hot, tight walls nearly did him in and he fell to his elbow, breathing in heaving pants.
 
“That was…ung,” Kouga said, interrupted when Sesshoumaru ground his hips against Kouga's ass. “…felt so good.”
 
“What did you expect?” Sesshoumaru asked as he withdrew again.
 
Feeling Sesshoumaru's shaft sliding away from him, the head of Sesshoumaru's cock slightly tugging at his insides, lit Kouga's groin on fire. He ground his own aching erection into the futon, squeezing Sesshoumaru in the process. What he received in return was Sesshoumaru plunging back into him.
 
“Oh, don't do that, Kouga,” Sesshoumaru rasped as he seemed to lose the ability to keep his head up as he buried himself further, the movement shoving Kouga's body up along the futon.
 
The motion only built more hunger for completion and Kouga, now without any control, ground his hips into the futon, his inner chamber and ass squeezing Sesshoumaru's cock. He heard Sesshoumaru hiss just as Sesshoumaru retreated and thrust into him, shoving him up along the futon once again. He was going to end up on the bare floor, but he really didn't care. All he wanted was for Sesshoumaru to get on with it, to fuck him hard and fast.
 
Sesshoumaru carefully lowered himself down onto Kouga's back and pressed his face to Kouga's temple. He had to catch his breath or completely lose it. Kouga nuzzled his cheek while he tried to even out his breathing.
 
“Fuck me,” Kouga whispered.
 
That almost did him in and he arched his back, pulled out, and slammed back into that gripping heat.
 
“Ah! Sesshoumaru, please!”
 
Sesshoumaru repeated the action, garnering the same results. Yes, the wolf was writhing and screaming his name. Still balanced on his upper arm, Sesshoumaru began an excruciatingly slow pace.
 
He was going to pass out. No question about it. The room was nothing but a blur and all Kouga could do was attempt to push Sesshoumaru to move faster and harder. Arching and bowing his back, attempting to meet Sesshoumaru and at the same time provide friction to his own cock was only making it worse.
 
Quite unexpectedly, Sesshoumaru's weight disappeared from his back and the next thing he knew, Sesshoumaru's arm snaked around his waist and pulled him up to a sitting position. Sesshoumaru's knees were spread out wide beneath him, stretching his legs to either side while he sat there impaled on that thick, hard, meaty flesh. In order to keep from sliding off of Sesshoumaru's lap, Kouga raised his arms and reached behind him to grasp Sesshoumaru's neck, his back arching, while placing his feet on the floor, essentially squatting. Sesshoumaru's head rested in the crook between the right side of his neck and shoulder and Kouga could feel Sesshoumaru's heart thudding against his back. While changing positions, Kouga found that his breathing had evened out a bit and he could see again.
 
Kouga's raven hair was scattered over his body and stuck to his skin with perspiration. Sesshoumaru was in no better condition. Both were straining; Kouga to find his release and Sesshoumaru to restrain his. Soon the battle would begin.
 
Once Kouga had situated himself and Sesshoumaru no longer needed to hold him, Sesshoumaru loosened his grip and brought his hand around to squeeze Kouga's hard, fleshy length that was already slicked with precum. Sesshoumaru began a slow rhythm, shoving himself into Kouga while stroking Kouga's cock. With the position that they were in, Kouga was able to help more and more, rocking his hips back and forth.
 
The sensation of having his cock squeezed and stroked at the same time that Sesshoumaru thrust up into him was going to bring him over the edge soon. Kouga hadn't even realized that the strength of his grip around Sesshoumaru's neck was tightening, or that small tracks of blood were trickling from the skin beneath his claws. Nor did he realize that it was the reason that Sesshoumaru's cock had become so much harder, or that it was the reason that Sesshoumaru was furiously slamming into him, raising him further and further away from the floor. With Sesshoumaru lifting himself higher from the floor, the angle that he was thrusting into Kouga changed, his cock hitting that spongy, bundle of nerves that shot streaks of fire rampaging through every single part of Kouga's body. Kouga's skin, muscles, belly, chest, cheeks and ears were on the verge of burning to a crisp.
 
“Se…shoumaru,” Kouga rasped, standing on the razor sharp edge of ecstasy.
 
As Sesshoumaru felt the pressure around his neck depriving him of oxygen and the sting of Kouga's claws digging into his skin, his lust increased tenfold. Kouga wasn't even trying to raise the level of desire in him. Then there was that tell-tale tension in Kouga's muscles. If he didn't get the wolf off of him, he and the wolf were going to come, and that was something that he wasn't willing to do just yet. He removed his hand from Kouga's cock and tugged at Kouga's arms. Fortunately, Kouga, in his haze, released him without even realizing it. Kouga fell to his hands and knees when Sesshoumaru shoved him forward.
 
The pressure in Kouga's groin squeezed his balls and swelled his cock to bursting, denied its release and Kouga moaned his disappointment as his hands and knees crashed onto the floor. Sesshoumaru's fingers wrapped around his neck and shoved downward until Kouga got the message and lowered his face and chest to the floor, leaving his ass fully exposed. A moment later, Sesshoumaru straightened up and with an iron grip on Kouga's hip began to pound into him, having no mercy whatsoever. Kouga's body jolted with each thrust and his cock bounced as it begged for attention. In the midst of the onslaught, Kouga grabbed his cock and pumped himself, attempting to keep up with Sesshoumaru's pace.
 
Bent over before him, the wolf was beautiful. Sesshoumaru could see the flush of Kouga's cheeks and ears; cerulean eyes hooded and glazed over, jaws slack with his chest heaving as he voiced his pleasure with each expulsion of air that was pushed out of him with each of Sesshoumaru's thrusts. His breath often hitched in his throat. Kouga's mass of raven hair lay to the side, many strands glued to the perspiration of his back and arms. Between the sight of his lover on the verge of release and watching his own long, thick length plunging in and pulling out of Kouga's flushed body, he was brought spiraling upward and he suddenly found his natural, wicked, perverted self clawing its way to the front. It was always at this particular stage that his darker self reared its head. He enjoyed the effect his words had on Kouga. His lover never failed to obey him at the very end. It never failed to put Kouga over the edge.
 
“Do you want me to come inside of you?” Sesshoumaru asked as he buried himself to the hilt and held his place. “I'm ready, are you?”
 
Again he thrust then leaned over next to Kouga's pointed ear. “Come for me, Kouga,” Sesshoumaru whispered, his breath ghosting over Kouga's ear. “Come for me, Kouga, and I will give you everything. Can you feel it now? I'm going to bury myself deep inside of you and fill you up with my seed. Come for me.” Sesshoumaru murmured, licking Kouga's ear as he renewed his onslaught with quick, short thrusts.
 
His body was being pummeled. The side of his face would have been raw had Kouga not been bracing himself with his forearm. The buzzing in his ears was nearly deafening and he couldn't have seen through the haze if he tried. Despite the pounding he was receiving, his body seemed to be becoming weightless, yet more condensed at the same time, his muscles throbbing with the tension. He felt as though his skin was shrinking and swelling at the same time, threatening to split apart. And then that deep, sultry voice broke through the ringing in his ears. He had to swallow as his body convulsed with Sesshoumaru's words. That soft murmuring commanding his body echoed in his head and he was done for.
 
While clenching his eyes shut and gritting his teeth, his body seemed to implode, constricting to painful proportions as the pressure in his groin increased to unbearable proportions. With the last command, his body momentarily relaxed and then exploded, contorting as his vision was filled with a spray of bright colors. The near painful intensity wrenched a scream from his throat, followed by smaller cries with each succeeding spasm. By the time Sesshoumaru had buried himself inside of Kouga's body for the final time, some of the tension had been released and he was able to feel the twitch of Sesshoumaru's cock just before the hot liquid filled him. At the erotic sensation, another round of convulsions wracked him and pushed more almost silent cries from his throat.
 
It was as Sesshoumaru had predicted. His words had brought Kouga over the edge. It took every thing in his power not to reach his own release when Kouga's body clenched and undulated around his ready erection. But he waited, waited because he knew that Kouga would want to feel as much of his release as possible and Kouga's organsm would detract from that sensation. So, Sesshoumaru waited. It seemed like an eternity. He had teased his wolf well.
 
As Kouga came down from the heights of passion, Sesshoumaru took the opportunity to thrust the very few times that it took to reach his own completion. With each stroke and being on the verge, the heat scorching his skin turned into a delicious stinging sensation that finally did him in. All of the pressure that had built by holding himself back, holding Kouga back, seemed to empty from his abdomen, shove through his balls, rush down his shaft and burst through the tip of his cock. In that moment, he felt as though he had transcended his own flesh. The only thing holding him to the earthly plane was the sensation of being buried deep inside his lover. Of its own accord, his body thrust again while his essence continued to shoot forth, emptying all that was in him; his heart, body and soul.
 
Both collapsed and Sesshoumaru rolled them to the left as aftershocks continued to send tremors through their bodies.
 
From the first moment that Sesshoumaru had stared into those proud, cerulean blue eyes, Kouga had owned him, utterly and completely. It had been a long hard road to capturing his wolf's heart. However, Sesshoumaru never failed to obtain his heart's desires. A slight smile lit on his lips as he gripped Kouga's body tightly to him. His wolf would never be free of him.
 
Kouga felt Sesshoumaru tighten his hold and understood it for the possessive behavior that it was. He melted into the warmth of his mate's body. There was no other place that he would rather be.
 
 
 
THE END
 
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To my readers and reviewers, I lurve you all!
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MM.ORG
 
SesshoumaruTakahashi
Thanks for the review and comments on characterization. It is difficult to keep Sesshoumaru in character while involved in matters of the heart. He just isn't very good with that stuff. ^_^
 
Wolflluv
Thank you so much for your awesome review! I have to code over at AFF, if I want my stories to look decent, so I'm not as motivated to get them all up over there, but I'm working on it now. ^_^ I'm so happy that you like my stories so much. ^_^
 
Lifes_untold_stories
Thanks for the review. Whew! It's finally over. I hope you liked the last chapter. Sorry I took so long. ^_^
 
Xochitl
Nifty Aztec name! Thanks for reviewing. I decided to do as little het as possible because people threw a fit about it being included in a yaoi fic. Ah, well. S'alright. Hope you had fun with the last chapter. ^_^
 
Lynx212
Thanks so much for the review. Sorry it took so long to get this up. It's finally over and I'll be getting the other chapters up on AFF as they are edited, starting with chapter 8, I think. ^_^
 
 
 
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Inoku
Glad you enjoyed it, and yeah, I tried to give warning so that those who wished to could skip the threesome.
 
SolaAsura
Sorry that it took so long and I'm happy that you are enjoying it.
 
Kogas Hentai Luver
I'm glad that you recognized the natural feminine instincts that I incorporated into Ayame's character. Women do love a powerful man, but in the end, it is his behavior toward children that makes the difference. At least, for many of us older folk. Thanks for being a regular review even after having to beta my work. You're the bestest! Yeah, I know, you are in love with Kouga and, if I could get you that life-size plushy, I would. ^_^< i>
 
howlandsgirl
^_^ Glad you're enjoying it so much.
 
Kenshin_Gotenks
Thanks. Sorry that it has taken so long to update.
 
me
Thanks. Sorry that it has taken so long to update.
 
Pyra
Thanks for the compliment. Actually, it was Kouga's Hentai Luver that requested the fic; otherwise, I probably never would have put the two together. Thanks go to her for that. LOL You really do hate Ayame! However, unlike movies and cartoons, I'm not giving them the easy way out, no conveniences. I think that I'm doing that for the people out there that are bombarded with the idea that some convenient occurrence will make their world perfect. Unfortunately, this sucky real world just doesn't work that way. An individual's decisions build the house that is her or his world. For instance, it will be all my fault when I get fired for writing instead of doing a project for my employer. The papers are scattered everywhere! If I get fired, it'll be all my fault. *sigh* Wish me luck.
 
Anon
Hope you enjoyed all of those last chapters, and no, I won't apologize for the Ayame/Kouga, though I do understand your disgust. ^_^ However, I did have to make Kouga's dilemma very real two readers. Yeah, yuck.</ i>
 
Mouse-chan
I would enjoy a threesome, but as perverted as I am, I want to keep Ayame in the background.
 
Rawben
Thanks for being a regular reviewer and I'm glad that you like what I've done with Rin and Ayame. Sorry to disappoint with not having a threesome. Not here, but I will have a fic later that will have threesomes. But it won't be Ayame. Wanna guess? I'm evil because I won't tell! Hahahah. It'll be awhile though. I intend to finish all of my fics before beginning posting. I get sick and can't write for periods of time. I don't like disappointing my readers, so it will be awhile before I start posting another fic. Of course, dammit, Kouga's Hentai Luver is up to it again, hypnotizing me with the power of suggestion. She wants a Kouga/Inu. Gah, and now it is blooming inside my head! It's not like I'm not working on several already!
 
JewlzGem
A god? *blushes profusely* Thank you for complimenting the portion of the climaxes in my fics. I put extra special effort into making the end of the lemon as climactic as possible because so many words go into the struggle to achieve it. I really pay extra attention to that part and knowing that it truly makes a difference confirms my belief that the added work was necessary. It is well worth the effort when someone lets me know that I am doing what I had intended. Also, referring to me as an artist is a high compliment as I do try to write in a fashion that will allow the reader to see what I am seeing, as though a movie is playing out. Thanks for confirming that I am achieving the results that I am seeking. It is much appreciated.
 
heather
Well, I do believe that this is the last chapter of the fic. Thanks for reviewing!
 
 
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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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