InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Failsafe ❯ Failsafe ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Another quickie one shot written for a livejournal comm. I rather liked this one although it was written shamefully fast…like in an hour. The prompt was the ever-sexy Jojo-kun pic, “With Teeth” and you will find this luscious piece of art on Y!Gallery http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/255012/. Sorry, you must sign in to view it…very naughty.

 

And I might be following this up sometime soon with a longer story inspired by yet another Jojo-kun piece, “A Tangled Web” on Y!Gallery http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/309321/

 

I just love that boy-sex!

 

 

Failsafe

 

 

“More,” Inuyasha whispered.

 

Sucking harder, Naraku's hair was like woven silk over his thighs. Inuyasha closed his eyes, blood rushing to his cock and pleasure coiled like a snake around his balls.

 

Groaning as the mouth moved faster, sucked deeper, thick tentacles supported him so all he had to do was thrust his hips. Naraku's mouth was slick pool of heat, his tongue like a skilled tentacle itself, expert with lascivious attention to head, shaft and testicles.

 

“You're so good,” the dog-demon murmured, spreading his legs. “My ass, put it in my ass…you know it makes me crazy.”

 

Naraku's eyes shone red with hunger for pleasure, an expression quite at odds with his asexual nature. Inuyasha didn't care, only moaned heavily when the tip of a slicked tentacle prodded carefully.

 

Warm now, hot almost, gripping like a fist around the serpentine cock. Naraku whimpered softly as Inuyasha filled his throat with erotic convulsions.

 

“Harder,” Inuyasha cried, burying both hands in the tangled black hair. Shoving himself down Naraku's throat, lost in his own spiked lust, barely noticing that his anus had torn and each thrust of the heavy tentacle ached with bruising intensity.

 

Naraku couldn't breathe; his jaw locked open as the inu-hanyou fucked his throat violently, cursing in harsh grunts. Tears spilled from his eyes, his concentration wavering and flickering like firelight and shadows. It hurt more than the last time, but this pain he was willing to endure. For Inuyasha, for the mixed love and shame when they met to indulge their secret…forbidden…desires.

 

Finally Inuyasha came, flooding the back of Naraku's throat with salty bitterness and continuing to pump slowly until every last drop was taken. Only then, gentle now as he'd been rough, would he gather Naraku into his arms and kiss him tenderly in thanks.

 

“Sorry if I got a little wild,” Inuyasha murmured and Naraku could tell that he meant it. “Next time I'll go easier on you, I promise.”

 

“It's fine,” Naraku answered softly, curling against his chest like a trusting child. “I don't mind doing it…as long as you feel good.”

 

Inuyasha pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Even if I like it with teeth,” he asked in a teasing voice. “No matter what I want, you'd do it for me and not get mad?”

 

“Not mad.” Wide crimson eyes stared at him, Naraku's mouth in a childish pout. “But…you love Kagome, right? You won't look for anyone else if I'm here for you?”

 

“No,” Inuyasha whispered, stroking his hair. “I won't look for anyone else. I'll stay by her side for the rest of our lives. This is just for me and you…I'd never burden her with what I really need.”

 

Naraku's illusion faded, resting easy in Inuyasha's embrace. His hair shifted from darkness to copper brilliance, body returning to a smaller, more familiar shape. Mischief glittering in his green eyes, the kitsune pressed a quick kiss to Inuyasha's lips before scampering back to the village and his beloved Kagome.