InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heaven and Earth ❯ Controlling the Demon Within ( Chapter 8 )

WARNING!! This chapter contains explicit yaoi and incest.

 

Chapter 8: Controlling the Demon Within

 

They continued down the road hoping to see anyone that would know of Mitsukai's whereabouts. They came upon a village and Miroku's head was spinning like a top looking at all the beautiful women. They looked back at him curiously but most left their eyes trailing on the tall, dark haired lord rather than the monk.

 

A tall man approached the group, walking with purpose and authority. Sesshoumaru knew he must be the headsman of the village.

 

“Mortals and demons, what is your purpose here?” he asked with a powerful voice.

 

“We seek Mitsukai,” replied Sesshoumaru, maintaining eye contact.

 

The elegant headsman let his eyes run over the human before him; there is something different about this one, he thought. “She has left with the Idaten, she will return in a few days”

 

“Which direction did she travel in?” Sesshoumaru asked, not willing to wait.

 

“Westward, why do you seek her mortal?” The headsman stepped closer to Sesshoumaru and reached out and touched his hair, pulling stands of it from behind him to rest it across his shoulder so it trailed down his chest.

 

Sesshoumaru's eyes widened at the audacity and Inuyasha stepped forward, rumbling in his throat and pulling the Tetsusaiga. “Don't touch him,” he growled menacingly.

 

Sango, Miroku, Kagome and Shippo looked at Inuyasha in bewilderment. The headsman actions were certainly weird, but Inuyasha's reaction was even weirder.

 

“Your lover?” the headsman asked, ignoring Inuyasha and reaching up to touch Sesshoumaru's face.

 

Sesshoumaru slapped his hand away, his eyes narrowing in anger, his face flushing. “We are leaving,” he said to the group stepping by the smirking headsman and heading west, the rest followed. Miroku had to grab Inuyasha to stop him from fighting with the headsman.

 

As they walked along, the humans could see that the pure air was having an effect two of the three demons, the fire cat seemingly unaffected. Shippo was running around with his eyes wide, extremely hyperactive. Inuyasha was growling, unable to control his anger, getting more and more irritated at the small kitsune. He reached out with his fist to smash the little fox on the head when Sesshoumaru grabbed his arm to stop him. Inuyasha jerked his hand away, and without thinking, back handed Sesshoumaru hard across the face. Everyone stopped dead, their eyes going large.

 

“Inuyasha!” Kagome cried out, “What's wrong with you?” She began to get angry as she saw the red mark rise on Sesshoumaru's cheek. “SIT,” she commanded.

 

Nothing happened. Inuyasha had tensed waiting to smash into the ground but it didn't come. He grinned, almost ferraly, “Looks like your little charm doesn't work here.” He looked to Sesshoumaru and felt an immediate stab of guilt. It wasn't the mark or the angry look Sesshoumaru was giving him, it was the hurt he saw behind that angry stare that made him drop his eyes and his ears.

 

Sesshoumaru began to walk forward past his brother as if nothing had happened. “Shippo,” he demanded, “be still.” The little kit jumped up onto Sesshoumaru's shoulder and settled down.

 

“My head feels buzzy,” he told Sesshoumaru. The kit patted his injured cheek gently, “does it hurt?” he asked quietly. Shippo felt bad, he knew from experience that Inuyasha could hit hard and the former demon had only been trying to help him.

 

“No, I am fine,” Sesshoumaru lied, trying to keep the sadness out of his voice.

 

Kagome and the others were quite shocked that the subjugation spell had not worked.

 

“It must be because the area is so pure, it's negating the effect of the charm somehow,” Miroku guessed. He was beginning to get worried as to what else the purity of the air would affect. He could see that Inuyasha seemed more aggravated and less able to control himself than normal. He hoped the Tetsusaiga would still work enough to stop the hanyou from changing into a full demon.

 

They continued on until evening, nobody saying a word until they found a place in the woods to settle down for the night. Since the village they had not run across another soul. Shippo was having a hard time to keep still, “I'm not tired, I feel strong,” he argued, not wanting to sleep.

 

“I know you do Shippo, but you've got to settle down. It's making Inuyasha angry and we need to keep him calm,” Miroku told the young boy.

 

“I'll try,” Shippo finally agreed, getting under his blanket. Thankfully he was asleep in about ten minutes.

 

Kagome had taken her dog eared friend off from the group, especially away from Shippo. She had seen the look in Inuyasha's eyes when he was going to hit the boy earlier; it was not his normal irritation. She knew that Inuyasha would have really hurt the kit and that's why Sesshoumaru had stopped him, he saw it too.

 

“Inuyasha, what's wrong?” she asked, trying to keep her own irritation out of her voice.

 

“I don't know, I just feel…mad,” he replied, his brows creasing in annoyance. He was also feeling aggressive, he wanted to hit something and he was having a difficult time sitting and talking to the miko girl.

 

She put her head on his shoulder, “Just try and relax, Sesshoumaru just didn't want you to hurt Shippo, you looked so angry.”

 

“He shouldn't have interfered,” he ground out, still having that aggressive feeling, but now he didn't want to hit, he wanted to grab Kagome and do something else.

 

She snuggled a little closer, unaware of the feelings coursing though the half demon. He snaked his arm around her shoulders, surprising her, and held her tighter to him. She looked up in confusion and he brought his lips down on hers. At first she was happy and began to return his kiss, but then his lips began to crush down on hers harder, his grip intensified. She started to struggle to get away but he just held her harder and began to push her onto the ground getting on top of her. She managed to get her mouth away from him and screamed loudly. Inuyasha came to his senses and jumped off of her as he saw her tears. Miroku and Sesshoumaru showed up, reacting to the scream, to find Kagome on the ground crying with Inuyasha standing over her.

 

“I'm sorry Kagome, I…I didn't mean it.” He took off, running into the forest.

 

“Take Kagome back to camp, I will go after him,” commanded Sesshoumaru.

 

“Are you sure? The air is making him a bit crazy I think,” Miroku told him.

 

“I believe I know how to calm him,” he returned.

 

Miroku raised his eyebrows quizzically but did as Sesshoumaru wanted and took Kagome back. She was quietly sobbing and he tried to comfort her as they walked back to the fire.

 

Inuyasha finally stopped, holding onto the trunk of a tree breathing hard. I almost hurt Kagome, he thought miserably. What's wrong with me? He sat down on the grass feeling terrible with regret and shame. He got up and started back to apologize to the girl. As he walked, he smelled his brother approaching him and another pang of shame hit him. Why did I hit him like that?

 

Sesshoumaru saw him approaching with his head hanging and his ears drooping. “Are you alright?” he asked his hanyou brother. He was a bit nervous as they were out of hearing distance of the camp and if Inuyasha lost it he would be in huge trouble.

 

“I don't know, I feel weird,” Inuyasha answered him. “It's like I can't control my anger.” He looked up to his brother, “I'm sorry I hit you” he apologized so quietly that Sesshoumaru almost didn't catch it.

 

“It is not you, it is this pure air. I believe that it is affecting your demon nature.” He stood watching the conflicting emotions cross his brother's features. He reached forward and stroked his hand down Inuyasha's face.

 

“What are you doing?” Inuyasha asked, surprised at the gentle touch.

 

“Perhaps we should calm your demon,” stated Sesshoumaru mildly. He leaned down and pressed his lips gently to Inuyasha's getting his brother to respond almost immediately.

 

Inuyasha put one hand behind Sesshoumaru's head, the other around his waist, deepening the kiss and pressing his body closer, instantly getting aroused. Their tongues were stroking against each others vying for dominance sending jolts of desire coursing though them both.

 

Sesshoumaru reached up and rubbed Inuyasha's ear, hearing him rumble deep in his chest at the delicious, shivery feeling that was creeping down his spine. They parted slowly, Inuyasha sucking gently on Sesshoumaru's bottom lip before releasing it and looking into those dark eyes full of lust.

 

“Damn, I've got to have you now,” Inuyasha said huskily, rooting though Sesshoumaru's haori for the vial, ripping the cloth slightly in his exuberance.

 

“It would not do to go back to the others with ripped clothing,” Sesshoumaru stated a bit disdainfully, reaching in and passing the vial to his brother. He then began to disrobe himself, Inuyasha watching intently, becoming more stimulated than he already was.

 

The half demon began to hurriedly take off his own clothing trying to pull his brother down onto the grass at the same time. When he finally succeeded, he pushed Sesshoumaru down onto his stomach, licking his tongue up his brother's spine.

 

This position was more submissive than Sesshoumaru was comfortable with so he tried to flip over onto his back. Inuyasha growled and held him down. The demon turned human frowned and struggled harder causing his brother to grip him roughly and nip him on the shoulder hard enough to draw blood. The smell went immediately to Inuyasha's head, making his senses buzz and hiss louder. It was all he could do not to just force himself into the tight ass below him.

 

“Sesshoumaru, be still,” he ordered in a perfect imitation of his brother, causing said brother to stop his movements, his eyes widening.

 

“I'm not going to be able to control myself if you fight me,” he growled, his voice low and gravely.

 

Sesshoumaru tried to relax, squeezing his eyes shut and waiting for the pain of penetration, instead he felt Inuyasha part his cheeks gently and warm oil being poured down his crack. Inuyasha rubbed the oil between his cheeks and around the tight opening slipping a finger in more gently than Sesshoumaru would have thought him capable of at the moment. He relaxed more and groaned at the pleasant warm feeling inside him as Inuyasha pushed in and out spreading the oil. Another finger was soon added stretching him and causing the heat to reach to that sensitive area making him moan and contort. He pushed his hind end up to take in more of the digits that were making him feel so good.

 

Inuyasha's eyes had darkened to a dull, deep, reddish gold, he was panting, his organ throbbing painfully as he watched Sesshoumaru writhe at his ministrations. He poured the rest of the vial over his engorged manhood, removing his fingers and placing himself at the entrance. He forced back the animal inside him that wanted to slam into that warm orifice, instead pushing in gently, rocking back and forth, easing himself in a bit more with each thrust until he was fully seated inside his brother. He had to stop when he was all the way in, the feeling of those tight, hot muscles making him come close to releasing.

 

Both males were panting hard, Sesshoumaru twitched underneath the dominant hanyou asking him to move, Inuyasha brought his hands to his brothers hips, lifting him slightly off the ground and pulled out almost to the tip and then pushed back in, throwing his head back and moaning loudly at the blissful feeling surrounding his cock. He stroked into Sesshoumaru's prostrate and the demon turned human pushed back hard, clamping his muscles around the organ within him, feeling his release building.

 

Inuyasha draped himself over his brother as he stroked in and out building in tempo and strength, licking and kissing the back of his brother's neck and shoulders. His tongue grazed over where he had nipped Sesshoumaru earlier and the taste of blood entered his mouth. His eyes began to turn slightly red and he began to pound into Sesshoumaru deeply, hitting his prostrate each time.

 

Sesshoumaru's orgasm hit him by surprise. He felt Inuyasha strike inside him deep and hard and then he released his seed onto the ground below him, the heat exploding out of his stomach and groin. He cried out loudly which made Inuyasha push harder, almost painfully, trying to reach his release as well.

 

Sesshoumaru felt and heard Inuyasha growling against his neck, his breath hot and fast. He then felt teeth clamp down onto his neck but not penetrate the skin.

 

“Don't bite me,” he gasped, trying to bring himself back into focus as he felt his brother beginning to lose control.

 

Inuyasha removed his teeth, pushing in and out coming close to his own orgasm. His youkai was demanding he claim his brother, remembering how the headsman had touched what belonged to him. He did not want anyone else to have his mate.

 

Inuyasha couldn't stand it, “I'm sorry Sesshoumaru,” he moaned gutturally, as he again grabbed his brother's neck and bit down hard, sucking in the blood that flooded into his mouth and filling his brother with his seed simultaneously.

 

Sesshoumaru's eyes opened wide in shock and pain. He tried to wiggle free but Inuyasha bit down harder, shaking his head from side to side to warn Sesshoumaru to stay still until he was finished. With his manhood still buried inside his brother he licked at the wound until it began to close leaving four small scars where his fangs had entered on his neck

 

“Inuyasha, do you know what you have done?” asked Sesshoumaru, hurt and anger seeping from his voice. He pulled himself out from underneath his spent brother. “Do you hate me so much that you would enslave me to you?” his tone now quiet and sad.

 

“I'm sorry,” Inuyasha said guiltily, his ears close to his head. “I…I don't hate you, I…damn it…I want you” he finished lamely not sure why he wanted to claim his brother so badly. It wasn't just the headsman, but he couldn't articulate the feeling he had just had in wanting his brother to be his, forever.

 

“Well, you have me,” Sesshoumaru replied, the emotions gone from his voice.

 

He looked over to his younger brother and saw the guilt and shame plainly on his face. He sighed deeply and leaned over and kissed his cheek softly, surprising the hanyou. I have no one to blame but myself; one should not play with fire if they do not expect to get burnt. “It is okay, Inuyasha,” he sighed sadly, standing to redress. It was over and done with now, there was no changing it and Sesshoumaru was nothing if not pragmatic. Inuyasha joined him and after putting his fire rat clothing back on helped his brother with his armour.

 

He suddenly flung his arms around Sesshoumaru “I'm sorry, please forgive me,” he wailed, his breath beginning to hitch in his chest. The thought that he had betrayed Sesshoumaru's trust in him hurt worse than he cared to admit.

 

“I have,” the dark haired lord returned, putting his arm around his younger sibling and resting his cheek on his head. He sniffed the smell of his hanyou brother and wished he had his demon senses to smell him better. These human emotions, when did I start to love him? He asked himself in bewilderment, concerned at his own feelings, and sadly, knowing they would not be returned.