InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love is just Love ❯ Chapter 1

Ever really wondered if incest is really wrong? I actually wonder if there are any siblings out there that have had sexual intercourse.

I mean, you have all these incest writers out there. Do they write it because they know or is it to satisfy their curiosity? I definitely hope it's the latter.

However, before you go accusing me of being a hypocrite. My reason is to just show that love is just love, nothing can really change it.

Disclaimer- Everything is not mine except the sister.

 

`It's wrong. This Sesshoumaru knows it's wrong but we will continue regardless.'

Sesshoumaru peered at the female figure lying on his chest. He absorbed the silence and the feeling of content. His right hand stroke the top of her head. Minutes passed before the figure stirred, slowly awakening.

Her eyes fluttered and she yawned showing abnormally long canines.

She shifted looking at him and slowly crawled beside his head.

“Ohayou, nii-sama,” she whispered and gave him a peck on the lips.

Sesshoumaru placed his left hand behind her neck and pulled her in for another kiss, longer than the last. He nibbled on her lower lip and she obediently opened her mouth for him to explore. Both were panting when they separated.

“Ohayou,” Sesshoumaru replied huskily as he slowly stoked her neck.

She sighed and leaned closer to his gentle ministrations.

His hand moved down her shoulders leaving goose bumps on her skin from whispering touches.

Sesshoumaru traced the outline of her nipple watching as she closed her eyes and whined. He knew the touches were driving her crazy with lust. He suddenly stopped his ministrations causing him to stare into a pair of identical golden eyes, so much like his own, clouded with desire.

The young prince gently flipped them over leaving his sister between him and the futon. His lips followed where his hand was before. The girl beneath him shivered her mouth parting for air as his lips slipped lower down her body.

He could smell it, her willingness and the growing heat between her legs, his senses were trained on her and only her.

As Sesshoumaru slowly aroused her he became aware of his own need. His lips travelled back up to her neck and he groaned when she slowly rubbed her legs against his groin.

Sesshoumaru buried his face against her silky white hair and inhaled her citrus-apple scent. He groaned as he entered her slick folds.

Both occupants moaned as their desire increased, a jerk from her hips sent Sesshoumaru growling with pleasure. He could feel her beneath as she softly panted against her ear.

Her final action sent him over the edge; she was nibbling on his earlobe. Without hesitation Sesshoumaru grinded against her, ignoring her sharp gasp.

He set at a fast pace, grinding every time he trusted in; he wanted her to receive him to the fullest extent.

Sesshoumaru felt the muscles around his penis clench in an orgasm, he crushed to instinct to mark her as his mate.

He pulled out just before his own release, spilling his seed on the sheets.

Both figures laid panting from their recent activity, Sesshoumaru watched as his sister's eyes slowly began to droop, just before she fell asleep he caught her whisper.

“I love you, Sesshoumaru.”

He closed his eyes as if refusing to acknowledge her feelings, his eyes shone with sadness as he looked at her slumbering peacefully.

Sesshoumaru kissed her gently on the forehead.

“Sleep well, imouto.”

Then he too fell asleep.

 

A/N: This is not what most people think huh?

Though I really don't want to elaborate on their personalities. This was just something that popped up in my head for a while.