InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 25

Pride (In the Name of Love) 25 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
Warnings - Not all warnings apply to all chapters. Yaoi, Het, Rape, Lemon, Violence, Language, Torture, Angst, Incest, Dark (at times). It's a massive story, folks, it's got a little bit of everything.
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A/N - In response to the question on who would be alpha in an Inu/Sesshy relationship despite Sesshy's line in the last chapter about there being only one lord and Inuyasha having to subjugate him to be said lord - I do not believe I could write a Sesshy-uke in a relationship of his choosing. However, he was referring to the lands themselves in that regard - if Inuyasha stays lord, he has to let people believe Inuyasha defeated him and took the title by force. Their relationship might not be so publically broadcast.

There IS a ...er... citrus-y scene in this chapter? I'm really not sure how to label it appropriately. It's a little difficult to define. You'll see what I mean when you get there. It wasn't where I intended to take this chapter originally but it was too good to pass up.

And for the record - I planned a big Plot Element for this chapter but when I got writing it it just kinda...got sidetracked. I didn't expect things to turn out this way...consider it an Easter gift.
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Sesshoumaru was waiting for Inuyasha just on the other side of the portal. It had opened into a secluded storage room on the far end of the fortress and deep underground. Inuyasha took careful stock of his brother's condition. Sesshoumaru was visibly on edge, flinching at the tiniest sound his brother made. Inuyasha knew that Sesshoumaru did NOT want to be in this place for ANY reason, despite his reaction and how assertive he had been storming in here.

Before the hanyou could say anything, however, Sesshoumaru swallowed his emotions, his voice soft and flat. "Let us begin our search. This fortress is large and it may take more than the day simply to get to the dungeons if we are being cautious and searching rooms as we go."

Inuyasha frowned. "Mrr. Wouldn't it be easier to look if we had Sairex with us?"

"If it is as he says, he needs some time to heal and recover regardless. I do not fancy dragging around an incapacitated demon while trying to remain undetected."

"Good point. I just...hate leavin' him there. And we have to hurry for Miroku's sake."

"Dehydration is the biggest threat to his body's continued living, which gives us a few days to work with. We should not be here near that long."

Inuyasha nodded in agreement, and the two set out to do a careful search, room by room and item by item, on their way to the dungeon.

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// So they're here somewhere, eh? //

// Of course dey are. Vhy vouldn't dey be? But to be more zpecific... // Sairex stood up and stretched slowly. // Dey are in da Vest Ving. It vill be a vhile before dey get to us. //

The raven sighed, glad that his body had healed. It hadn't taken as long as he feared - Tsetsukosei had gone surprisingly easy on him despite the pain. The wounds had been largely superficial, the bones cracked but mostly unbroken.

// Oh. Well, as long as they're being careful. // Miroku responded after a moment.

// Dey certainly zeem to be. //

// Do you realize I still have no idea what you look like? // Miroku flashed Sairex a mental grin. // I've been in your body, you've been in mine, and I've yet to see you. //

Sairex chuckled. // Dis is true. Vhat, afraid you made a bad choice to zeduce me? //

// Of course not. I am not so shallow. Although... hmm. //

// Vhat? //

// How much control do I actually have over this body right now? //

Sairex contemplated for a long moment. // As much as I allow you. Vhy, do you feel da need to ztretch or zomething? //

// Something like that. Being disembodied isn't something I'm used to. //

//Vell, if I didn't trust you I vouldn't have let you in in da first place. Go ahead. // Sairex mentally took a back seat and allowed Miroku control.

Miroku inspected as much of his form as he was able to see. It felt so strange - he was incredibly light on his feet. Unfamiliar muscles twitched in his back - wing muscles, he supposed. // Hmm. I've never had wings before. //

// Vell, maybe vhen dis is over, I'll let you go flying. //

// That would be incredible. Hmm... so you can feel everything I do, can you? //

Sairex was starting to grow suspicious. // Vhat are you up to?... //

Miroku grinned widely and teasingly as he sat down comfortably, idly trailing slender fingers over his chest. // I thought I might start my seduction early. //

// ... Monk, you are a fiend. You can not POSSIBLY be zerious....! //

Miroku smirked even wider and allowed one hand to slide down over Sairex's thin, willowy body, dropping teasingly low on his stomach and drawing a startled mental gasp from the raven. Sairex tried to say several different things at once but all that ended up coming across was a jumble of shock and disbelief that Miroku had taken over his body for something like THIS! The raven was surprised enough that he simply forgot to demand Miroku give his body back to his control.

Miroku slowly ran his hand between his legs, letting out a shuddering gasp. It was an incomparably strange and yet erotic sensation. It felt at the same time as if he was touching himself, touching a lover, and being touched by someone else. The feeling was both very solid and real and yet echoed and distant, and it confused his senses entirely.

Desire had welled up in him so strongly that he had been a bit taken aback. Miroku was an equal-opportunity flirt - if it moved, chances are good he would flirt with it - and sometimes even if it didn't - but he had never REALLY lusted for another male.

He had nothing against the idea. His mind had logically considered the situation, even, and dismissed it without much thought. He simply hadn't ever encountered a male that stirred his blood or attracted him. Even his bet with Sairex had been more for fun than out of any serious desire to seduce the raven - it had been something of an unspoken agreement between them.

And then everything changed in a sudden flash. Miroku suddenly found himself lusting for the raven, wanting that slender, delicate form crushed against his own as they writhed together in shared ecstasy. The part that made his sudden passion so inflamed, however, was the clear knowledge that his 'roommate' felt the same way for him, just as suddenly and just as wildly. It was as if some hidden floodgate had been smashed open and the ensuing rush consumed them both with surprising fury.

Despite his sudden desire, in all honesty, Miroku hadn't intended to go so far as he already had. He had meant to simply threaten such an intimate touch in jest. But the strange mirrored sensations had drawn him on. He was fascinated by the pale skin and beautiful body beneath his unfamiliar fingertips. Sairex was helpless to stop him, but Miroku did not feel at all like he was taking advantage - after all, he could feel Sairex's reactions as strongly as if they were his own. In some ways, at this moment, they were. That in and of itself was an intimate bonding experience beyond anything he had ever expected. He knew more about Sairex's emotions and all the things that made him who he was than he would have been likely to discover in a whole lifetime if left on his own. There simply was no good way to hide most of what made them tick when they had become one in so many ways.

Miroku wasted little time in unfastening his pants and pushing them over his hips. Idly he noted the strange and delicate lines of Sairex's tattoos swirling down his hips, but that was hardly his main focus. Sairex voiced one token mental protest that was in obvious disagreement with what he truly wanted. A throaty moan escaped his throat as he closed his fingers around his cock. The sound itself inflamed Miroku's senses - hearing that delicious sound in Sairex's silky voice threatened to undo him. Unconsciously his fingers tightened around his shaft, milking its length. Soon his hips arched as he thrust against his hand, his mind lost in a fiery blaze of passion that dwarfed anything he had ever felt before.

He had once had every good intention of taking his time and enjoying himself, but the sensory overload was more than he could bear. His free hand dug into the stone floor, talon-like nails raking ineffectually against the hard surface. In his mind, lost in an equal haze of shared sensation and pleasure, Sairex writhed mentally. It was impossible for them to tell their own feelings apart.

Miroku suddenly had a very sharp and crystal-clear image of this beautiful creature stretched out beneath him...these long and slender legs wrapped around him so tightly as he thrust his aching erection into this tight, lithe body...these talons scraping down his back, wings shuddering and curling inward as devastating waves of pleasure crashed through them both...hearing Sairex's beautiful voice with its quirky and somehow sexy accent screaming for him, begging him for more...

Sairex gasped at the clarity of the image Miroku drew up, helpless to do anything but tremble in desperate need. Oh, how much he wanted to make that fantasy a reality, especially at this point...wanted it with an intensity that shocked him and left him reeling further. His mental 'protests' - if they could ever have been called that - had melted into nonsensical pleas for more. Oh, he was undone...shattered, sacrificed at the altar of this human's passions.

Miroku groaned, biting his lip as his hips snapped up sharply. His entire world condensed to one tiny, intense spark...a pinprick of brilliant light. Without warning, the spark exploded in a million glimmering shards. Miroku let out a sharp cry in a voice not his own as his orgasm crashed over him, stealing his breath and bowing his back as his muscles convulsed. As the last twitches slowly fluttered through his muscles, Miroku sank bonelessly back against the wall. Idly he lifted his hand to his lips and flicked his tongue out. // Mm...I wonder if you'll taste the same when I'm in my own body... //

// Dis...doesn't count towards your zeduction...it vas entirely unfair...// Sairex was blushing mentally as he fought to recover his senses, and it amused Miroku to no end.

// You loved every moment of it. //

// You cheated. //

// Fair enough... but dear gods, I couldn't resist you when I started...it was...the strangest and most intense thing I've ever felt in my life. //

// I understand. I vas dere, too, remember? //

// I'll never forget it. //

// Don't you go tinking dis vill help you vin your bet, monk... //

// Oh, I don't...I just couldn't resist you. You're beautiful. I can't wait to see all of you next time. //

// Vhat makes you tink dere vill be a next time? // Sairex asked, fighting hard to control the blush that immediately stained his cheeks as Miroku relinquished control of his body back to him.

// Oh, there will be. There will be. //