InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Honey ❯ Making Love Under the Goshinboku ( Chapter 1 )

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Sesshomaru knows better. Honey makes him act strange, drugged even, but he cannot resist... And when Inuyasha finds him, Seshomaru kindly shares his honey and his affection with the baffled hanyou...

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.25.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.2K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed

The honey was rich on his tongue, melting down his throat in amber waves of luscious flavor. He had always loved honey, but rarely indulged in it. He had an allergy to the stuff, and it made him act almost drunk. This was why, when he'd found the giant hive filled with comb after comb of honey, he thought hard before he sliced the hive in half and ran off with it.

Even daiyoukai respect bee-stingers.

With the honey in his grasp, he now needed a safe place to partake of his prize. Only one place would do…

So that was how he came to be under the Goshinboku, sucking honeycomb like a small child, eyes already gleaming as his body reacted to honey's personal toxin. Sesshomaru smiled and licked his fingers; he was safe here, for no one dared trespass in Inuyasha's forest, especially since the hanyou had been freed of his half-century sleep…

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Puppy ears twitched as his keen nose caught the scent. “Kuso… what is he doing here?” the hanyou murmured in annoyance. Casually he stood and mentioned he was going for a run to loosen his legs. His companions nodded and smiled and went back to their activities, which was stuffing their faces with food from the future. Luckily for him, he's wolfed his share down in no time and was not going to miss out because of his baka sibling.

Bounding off, Inuyasha sped for the sacred tree, baffled and confused, wondering why his brother was camped under it…

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Sesshomaru's eyes widened; Inuyasha was coming. Well he didn't mind, he could kill the brat with one swipe of his claws.

“But then I'd have to wash them first… and then again after I kill him. And someone might come and try to steal my honey while I dispatch the brat.” The normally imposing and beautiful visage melted into the annoyed scowl; it just would not do. Blinking he realized what he had to do. It was easy. Just not fight the pup when he came.

Quite pleased with this plan, Sesshomaru pulled another dripping honeycomb from the waxy leaves he had wrapped his plunder in and indulged himself again.

Inuyasha skidded to a stop a few yards away from the older youkai with eyes narrowed and Tessaiga drawn, ready for action. However all Sesshomaru did was look up at him… and smile. Smile widely. In fact that smile could be called goofy, except that it was smeared on Sesshomaru's face and the word Goofy refused to be associated with him in any way.

“Sesshomaru?” Inuyasha said hesitantly.

“Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru replied cheerfully.

Inuyasha frowned. No, Cheerful was also not happy trying to describe his brother. Cheerful scurried off to hide with Goofy and watch the weirdness that was his older sibling at the moment. Ah there, Weird was just fine describing him. Weird patted Inuyasha's back and told him to continue with his day, because it had ended the adjective hunt in a satisfactory way, for now.

“Why are you being so weird?” the hanyou asked warily.

Sesshomaru licked his own nose and tilted his head. Inuyasha's eyes bugged. Sesshomaru licked his nose again and chuckled as Inuyasha gaped.

“I'd pull your tongue out for calling me weird, however!” The youkai lifted a finger, then noticed it was sticky and stuck it in his mouth. After a moments gnawing and sucking, the finger was properly devoid of honey and was better equipped to help deliver points. There was just one problem.

“Inuyasha, what were we talking about?”

The hanyou literally stumbled in shock; what the hell had happened to his brother? He shook his head and cleared his throat. “You didn't like me calling you weird.” Weird was actually beginning to feel it was not up for the job; in fact two or more words might actually be needed to describe the youkai's behavior.

“Ah. Yes. That's right, I am not weird. That was very rude Inuyasha! Now let me think. Oh yes. I have made a decision. It is not a permanent decision though so do not get too excited about it.” Sesshomaru leaned his head back and fished around inside his brain for the decision. Reluctantly his brain went to work and found the decision hiding in a little used corner of Sesshomaru's memory, close by potty training and learning to disembowel things. Perfect place to find it really.

“I have decided not to kill you today. I am taking the day off to enjoy honey.” He said the last sentence as if it explained everything. Having spoken, Sesshomaru went back to sucking honeycomb and ignoring Inuyasha.

Inuyasha leaned on Tessaiga and stared at his older brother for a while. Then he came over and sat by him instead. Fascinated by the utterly relaxed and smiling youkai, he watched that long, long tongue wind around long slender fingers, curl over full lips and realized he was tingling. His skin was all prickly and he was breathing hard. Usually he felt this way when he peeked at the girls bathing or when he woke up after dreaming those hentai dreams. He sighed heavily then realized Sesshomaru was sniffing the air and staring right at his crotch. He glanced down then yelped and dropped both hands into his lap to cover the bulge in his hakama.

“Don't look you pervert!” Inuyasha hissed just as he realized he was staring at the center panel of Sesshomaru's armor, wishing it was see-through. Sesshomaru just chuckled and leaned forward, smearing a dollop of honey over Inuyasha's lips and crooning under his breath, his golden eyes glowing in the afternoon sunlight.

Quite suddenly Weird fled to hide with Goofy and Cheerful, and Sexy came to take its place.

Inuyasha stared at his brother, and licked the honey off his lips, the tingle growing and expanding into a throbbing tightness of the skin. Just as he got the honey mostly off, Sesshomaru buried his hand in the hair on the back of Inuyasha's neck, pulled the hanyou forward and placed his soft, honey coated lips against his brother's mouth. Inuyasha gasped at the suddenness of the kiss, and Sesshomaru took advantage of his parted lips to slide his cool, sweet tongue into his unresisting mouth.

His hands stiff and held away from his body, Inuyasha felt his brother explore his mouth with his tongue, sweeping over fangs and molars, winding around his tongue, licking the roof of his mouth. And as this happened, they stared at each other, Sesshomaru's golden orbs half closed with amused arousal, Inuyasha's more yellow gold eyes wide and unblinking.

Sesshomaru pulled back a bit, licking Inuyasha's lips and pulling the hanyou closer, eyes boring into his brothers with an intense amusement in their depths. The hanyou was in shock, having just realized a few things.

One; he had just had his first real, passionate kiss, and it had been with his own brother.

Two; he had liked Number One an awful lot.

Three; Number two did not bug him very much at all.

Four; he was never going to get the honey out of his hair.

As he pondered these points, Sesshomaru untied his haori and hakama, and then pushed the haori open. The warm summer breeze alerted Inuyasha to his sudden state of undress, just as a large dribble of honey landed on him, splashed from clavicle to navel. Once again his eyes widened; how many times could he be shocked in ten minutes?

Sesshomaru hummed a bawdy drinking tune as he leaned in and licked at his brother's clavicles, scraping his teeth over the delicate bones delightedly. Was it the honey's effect or had he just never noticed how delicious Inuyasha was? Not just his skin, but his scent, what a feast to the eyes he was. His skin was soft and golden, his face delicate and beautiful, when he was not scowling that is. Right now, his brother was staring at him with an innocent curiosity that was underscored with flickering desire. Maybe later, the youkai would curse his hunger for the mind-altering honey and its effects on his judgment, but for now, he simply wanted to partake of the delectable hanyou in his arms.

Said hanyou was chewing his lip and shivering with delight as his siblings tongue and teeth worked the sticky mess of honey off his skin. He didn't realize his hands had wound around Sesshomaru's shoulders, and were clinging to his haori and hair with a desperate grip. When Sesshomaru lifted him by his narrow hips and pulled the hanyou over his lap, Inuyasha's legs somehow went around his body perfectly, even as his hakama slid low down his hips and his haori dropped to his elbows.

Sesshomaru leaned Inuyasha back until he was arched away and clinging to his brother's shoulders, then continued licking and gnawing the drying honey off the hanyou's shivering skin. The combination of Inuyasha and honey was making him ravenous for more, more Inuyasha especially. He tugged at the annoying hakama and revealed the boys already rampant erection, and moaned excitedly. In a move that startled the hanyou, he shoved the boy off his lap again and slid out of his garments, which had magically been opened and were waiting to be removed. Inuyasha stared up at his brother's body, sheer lust and want stealing what was left of his mind.

Sesshomaru was perfect. His skin was flawless, pale and sleek over firm, defined muscles. Is arms and legs displayed his power, his belly and chest had not a spec of fat, and his face crowned all this perception with a beauty so immense one wondered if he was not in face kami, and not youkai at all. The hanyou's eyes roamed over Sesshomaru's flesh with a look that was tangible. Sesshomaru swore he could feel the boys gaze drifting over his chest to his arms, down to his hands, down his left thigh to his right knee, and then back up to take in the sleek, rising maleness, with the soft dusting of silver hair around it.

Inuyasha stared at his brother's erection and felt his mouth water. He wanted to taste it, which was so strange… Inuyasha had never thought of doing this, only dreamed of having it done to him. His lips quivered and parted, his tongue darting out to moisten them. Sesshomaru knelt and crawled along the boy's body, on hands and knees over him, that golden gaze dancing with a strange, playful light. Inuyasha suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and yet he did not move or speak, even now. He was sort of naked, lying on the grass under his definitely naked brother's warm, perfect, beautiful body, and he could not speak. Hell he could barely breathe; and besides, what was there to say?

“Inuyasha…” Sesshomaru breathed softly. The hanyou blinked.

“Yeah?” more honey dribbled onto his lips before he had the thought to lap at the honeycomb and the fingers that held it, and swallow the stuff. It was rich and good; he'd never had honey like this before. It made him feel… funny, and warm and my didn't Sesshomaru's lips feel nice on his chest? Inuyasha moaned as Sesshomaru nibbled and licked the now crystallizing honey off his chest, then side-tracked to his right nipple, tongue warm and wet and in no particular hurry. Around and around they swirled, then suddenly the lips closed on the hungry nub of flesh and sucked, teeth see-sawing on it. Heat exploded in Inuyasha's belly as he moaned and arched up without thinking.

Sesshomaru hummed and dragged his right hand down Inuyasha's left side, then skirted in to encircle the boys hardness. He crooned against the hard nipple in his mouth as he stroked it, thumb rubbing the velvety soft head in a circle. Inuyasha whined and gasped and wriggled under him, his thighs winding about the youkai's. Sesshomaru moved to continue his snack, sucking the honey off the boy's abdomen, ribs and finally nuzzling the sleek white hair around his manhood.

“Hmmm, Inuyasha…” his tongue darted out and gathered seeping pearls of pre-cum off the boy's shaft, and Inuyasha gasped and found his voice.

“Oh, please, please more of that Sesshomaru, please… no one's ever…” The youkai moved his head lower and nuzzled the boy's balls, licking the tightening sac and tugging the smattering of hair with his lips. The hanyou moaned and fell silent.

“You are mine, mine to play with and I'll do what I want.” A sharp nip on the boy's inner thigh emphasized the point. Inuyasha whimpered in frustrated understanding, and then shuddered when Sesshomaru sucked him deep into his throat anyway. The youkai pulled his head back and swirled his tongue over the head, playing along the weeping slit before he plunged his head back down to the base, his nose buried in fine white hairs. The hanyou's hands burrowed into his silver locks, head tossing back as pleasure crashed over him.

Inuyasha had pleasured himself more than once, but it was always a fast, guilt ridden affair, meant only to reduce the sexual tension that built up in him from his age and gender. This was nothing like those fast bashful strokes delivered by his own hand. Sesshomaru's mouth was hot and wet and soft, his tongue was wicked as it wrapped around his aching shaft, a free hand massaging his testicles as well. It was better than he could possibly have imagined and he never wanted it to end. However Sesshomaru pulled of him and sucked his own fingers, eyes rolled up to watch Inuyasha's frustrated, hurt expression. Smirking around his fingers, Sesshomaru used his free hand to manipulate the throbbing shaft for a moment, and then bent to take it into his mouth again. Then Inuyasha felt the saliva slick fingers at the tiny entrance to his body and tensed.

“What are you doing!?” he hissed as both fingers slid into him and wormed around, spreading inside him. It felt funny, and he wasn't sure he liked it at all. A muffled attempt at speech was his reply, followed by intense suction and a faster pace over his shaft. His body, confused and aroused and feeling so good and warm and shivery, chose to ignore the fingers up his ass. His head arched back as Sesshomaru pulled almost all the way off him then plunged back down, just as those naughty fingers found what they had sought.

As if a switch had been turned on inside his body, the pleasure exploded in Inuyasha's belly. His shaft throbbed and poured forth his essence, his body tensing and shaking, his teeth clenched against a scream of sheer ecstasy. Sesshomaru swallowed the emission and lapped him clean then nibbled a bit of a sticky patch of Inuyasha's hip.

“Was that the first time someone has offered you oral enjoyment?” he said. The hanyou opened his eyes and blinked; his brother's curious wide eyes were right before him.

“…” What a dumb question. It was so dumb Inuyasha refused to answer it. He felt much more like napping actually. He closed his eyes again and smiled. A nap sounded heavenly…

The sharp jolt of pleasure he'd just orgasmed for repeated itself as Sesshomaru's fingers massaged a spot inside him. The hanyou saw a flash of green light and gasped, claws gouging the ground beneath him.

No fair. Torture was cheating.

“Hai! No one would willingly have sex of any kind with a hanyou!” he grumped. “Can I sleep now?”

Sesshomaru licked his chin. “If you sleep you'll miss the best part…” he said. Inuyasha's ears twitched; best part? There was better than the green flash and the shaking and the warm buzzy tingle?

“What are you going to do?” he asked nonchalantly. It wouldn't do to sound too eager.

Sesshomaru pulled his hand free of Inuyasha's entrance and pulled his hips up off the ground. He purred as he nudged his neglected erection against the relaxed entrance. Slowly he slid deeper, thrusting with surprising care and gentleness. Inuyasha tensed at the first thrust, but as Sesshomaru advanced, more and more pleasure rippled over him. The stretching pain was negligible; he was used to pain. This pleasure was so new and so good to him that it was all he noticed, really. He relaxed and spread his legs wider, eyes closing as his breathing grew shallow in anticipation.

Sesshomaru angled himself a bit higher and thrust hard with a sudden lunge into the hanyou's body. Inuyasha cried out as the happy spot his brother's fingers had found was stroked by the length inside his entrance. His face flushed and his body arched and twisted under his sibling's hands. Smirking, Sesshomaru pulled most of the way out then slammed his length back inside, earning another pleasure drenched cry as the flush spread down to the boys neck. Inuyasha's body was so hot, so tight; he loved it, and his brother's eagerness to please added to his enjoyment as he began a fast rhythm inside the boy.

His blood had turned to fire. Pleasure scorched him from the inside. His heart roared in his ears, his eyes were blind, and he shook with spasms at every surge into his body. He could see nothing but Sesshomaru's beautiful face over him; the golden eyes were closed as he breathed through his soft parted lips. His fluffy silver bangs were limp with sweat; all his hair stuck to his flesh and the flesh of the writhing body under him. His eyes opened a crack to take in the sight of the pleasure wracked hanyou, and he moaned when he saw him.

Inuyasha's cheeks were pink, his mouth slightly open as he moaned repeatedly. One hand was curled by his head, his ear's flicked to the side, his other hand was gripping Sesshomaru's wrist as if for support. He was slick with sweat, his white hair tossed around his head and clinging to his shoulders and upper arms damply. His shaft was awake once more, bobbing with every thrust and glistening with a near constant stream of pleasured pre-emission.

Sesshomaru had never felt more powerful in his life as he did now, fucking his little brother's happy brains out. The youkai closed his eyes and burrowed deeper yet, his back stiffening as his belly shivered, desire and pleasure washing over him in waves of hot and cold. He bit his lower lip, tasting the sticky sweetness of the honey mixed with a small dribble of Inuyasha's virginal juices. Shaking harder, Sesshomaru bent over his brother and moaned as his shaft pulsed inside the boy's body, throbbing and spilling deep into him. Inuyasha purred and wriggled against him, adding to his pleasure. However Sesshomaru was pleased and shocked to find he did not go slack despite his orgasm.

Taking advantage of this happy circumstance, the youkai hauled the boy up to him and kissed his swollen lips passionately. He'd been a fool indeed, to not see the beauty, the smoldering heat in his sibling. He could not get enough, he wanted to take Inuyasha until he as empty, until his body was dry and broken, and the hanyou would smell forever of him. No one else would ever lay a hand on him, and try to eclipse Sesshomaru's touch, taste and scent in the boys mind.

Inuyasha clung to his brother's shoulders, his lips warring with Sesshomaru's in a joyful little battle. He felt the world move and then the smooth, rippled bark of the Goshinboku was against his back. He squirmed, still impaled on Sesshomaru's staff, and felt his brother's semen trickling down his thighs. Instead of repulsing him he felt excited, aroused, wanted. Gasping for air he broke the kiss and nuzzled Sesshomaru's cheek. The youkai shivered and pulled away just a hint. Inuyasha smiled in delight; the stripes! The stripes were sensitive as well as beautiful!

Eagerly the hanyou's claws found and traced the stripes on Sesshomaru's sides and hips, his arms, and of course the two that graced his pale cheeks. The youkai's eyelashes fluttered as his eyes rolled back under the assault, his skin shivering and breaking out in chills. His manhood, already hard, surged and nudged deeper into the hanyou on its own. His hips jerked back then forward again as he dug his claws into the boys hips unknowingly.

“Great kami, Inuyasha… I can't…” he purred deeply, and Inuyasha purred back. He felt the shaft inside him swelling even more and he wanted nothing more than to have it thrusting into him, rubbing the source of his pleasure deep inside. He tightened his muscles in encouragement and leaned up to kiss his brother again. Sesshomaru slid an arm around his sibling's waist; the other braced against the tree as he pulled out all the way then plunged deeply into Inuyasha with one swift motion. The hanyou's head snapped back, his fangs bared but not in pain. He clawed Sesshomaru's back as the youkai plunged ever deeper with every thrust, slamming against the target inside the hanyou and making him blind with pleasure.

Faster and harder they arched against each other, Inuyasha clinging with his legs around Sesshomaru's, the youkai gasping and struggling to reach his release. Their skin shivered, fangs flashed desperately, eyes squeezing shut as finally they hit the peak. Sesshomaru sank his teeth into Inuyasha's shoulder, only half way stopping his roar of pleasure, as Inuyasha howled softly, his semen pouring out onto both their bellies. They shook and gasped with limbs gone weak as water. They slid down the Goshinboku's roots and curled together on top of Inuyasha's clothing.

The hanyou's golden eyes opened slowly. The sky was a lovely shade of pink and blue, and the gold of the clouds was reflected off Sesshomaru's bright hair. He took a moment to memorize the moment; the cool serene beauty of his brother's face, the soft warm breeze wafting over them, the musky scent of their pleasures still rising off their skin. He tilted his head; odd that hew was not yet freaked out, or indignant or something. He was none of those things, and in fact wanted to kiss his brother awake and do it again… and again and again.

“Kiss me already, little brother. I can feel your eyes on my lips.” Sesshomaru whispered. Inuyasha blushed and obeyed, snuggling closer under the fur. His hands wandered over his brother's skin. “Will you ever let me do this again?” he asked softly, his heart steeled for sorrow.

“I am sure you can persuade me to allow your delicious self to be taken every night for the rest of your life, yes.” He blinked as Sesshomaru kissed him again and rolled him onto his back.

“Remind me to get you a lot of honey, ok?”

“Inuyasha…”

“Yeah?”

“Hmmmm…”

“Yeah… hmmmmm…”