InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 30

Pride (In the Name of Love) 30 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
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A/N - I apologize so much for the delay on this chapter, of all chapters. I had not slept in three days and was (still am) terribly ill. The lack of sleep thing was not for lack of trying. I work nights, sleep during the day...but they've been putting a roof on the house so i literally could not sleep. And when it came time to write the update and I got home from work...I was just ... too drained. I'm still out of it. My brain's mushy. However, I'll give it a go to prevent y'all from lynching me.

If anyone thinks this is too dreadful, I can rewrite the chapter. It's been VERY hard to get my groove on with writing the past couple days due to my physical state. I apologize. I do not wish to deliver substandard material to my readers. Nor do I like making you wait. So I guess I'll see how this chapter goes over...and I'm sorry if its not what people expected...
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// Oh dear gods, help me...// Sesshoumaru pleaded desperately. // Oh, damn you, Inuyasha....damn you for making me feel...THIS...damn you for making me realize what I've been missing, I'll never control it now...oh, fuck, I am going mad...mad...// Sesshoumaru's head fell back and his claws dug ineffectually into the ledge of the marble tub. His breath hissed between his teeth and his back arched. Every muscle in his body was tight and drawn.

It had started with a simple kiss. Having initiated the last one, Sesshoumaru had known what to expect. In fact, as far as he saw it, he knew what to expect throughout - after all, he was too well-read for anything Inuyasha did to surprise him. But when the hanyou whispered for him to just lean back and relax, Sesshoumaru nodded to himself mentally. He would let his brother have his fun and show him what he would, then. Get it out of his system.

So he thought.

The first spike of his desire had come when Inuyasha had nibbled his ear - he hadn't realize how sensitive it was. But the lusty little thrill, though nice, wasn't anything overwhelming. He could handle this.

Then the hanyou's lips had slipped down and closed over one of his nipples. The sensation was much stronger then. Sesshoumaru's breath hitched in his chest. Oh, that had been....surprisingly exquisite.

But despite the various other kisses, nips, and licks Inuyasha subjected the taiyoukai to, nothing could have prepared him for the jolt that went through him when the hanyou's fingers had slid between his legs and lightly trailed along the length of his cock. Sesshoumaru's eyes had flown wide, although from his vacant expression it did not look like he was actually looking at anything. The effect of that gentle touch had been electric.

It was as if a floodgate had been torn open, releasing a mad flood of suppressed hormones. Inuyasha had at first thought his brother was lying or exaggerating about never having let himself feel physical lust...but after considering the issue for a few moments, he figured it sounded JUST like Sesshoumaru after all, all that discipline and self-control. // Maybe this is why he was so uptight? //

The hanyou smirked gleefully at Sesshoumaru's rather shocked expression, leaning in to nip at the taiyoukai's collarbone as he curled his fingers around his shaft. Oh, how he wanted to nibble on the graceful, exposed length of Sesshoumaru's throat, but he refrained. Sesshoumaru may well take that as either a sign of dominance or equally a showing of his submission - neither would benefit the situation. Besides, there was plenty of other bare skin to nibble on, he could make do.

Sesshoumaru's entire body had gone rigid, his spine arching and his head jerking back so sharply Inuyasha feared for a moment he'd crack his skull off the marble tiling. Sesshoumaru's fingers curled around the edge of the bath so tightly that the blood rushed from them, his claws digging in without effect. Inuyasha saw sightless golden eyes that had gone impossibly wide slowly roll back as Sesshoumaru's eyelids flickered shut. A tattered, broken moan slithered from his throat.

In truth, the extremity of Sesshoumaru's reaction surprised him and he was fascinated watching it. He wasn't sure what he had expected if he had fanned the flames of this beast, exactly...but surely nothing so great. Sesshoumaru seemed about ready to be rent asunder from the sheer force of his awakened arousal. Seeing him so torn with emotion and sensation was, quite possibly, the most erotic thing Inuyasha had ever seen in all his life.

And it wasn't just his brother's surprising sensitivity and response to touch, either. His body in and of itself was simply perfection. Sesshoumaru was built of lean lines and graceful angles, the definition of fluidity, poetry in motion. Inuyasha hadn't had much opportunity to truly observe him over the years and he surely wasn't about to waste the chance now. // Suppose its hard to notice how amazing someone is when they're trying to kill you... hell, one would think he was the one that's going to die at the moment... //

Sesshoumaru's broken thoughts ran on a parallel to Inuyasha's at that moment, and he did indeed wonder if death had come for him. His heartbeat hammered almost deafeningly in his ears, and his body was gripped in sensation far to powerful to control. He felt something primal and heavy awaken deep inside him, gripping him in its claws and whispering, its voice lust and desire, pleasure and pain..urging him to let go, demanding he claim this hanyou for his own, luring him to snatch Inuyasha up, slam him down and just lose himself in the heat of his body.

// No...I refuse... nothing controls this Sesshoumaru... // His thoughts were shattered when Inuyasha's teeth again nipped his ear lightly, those devious fingers sliding over the length of his throbbing, almost painful erection. Oh, gods...it was too much. It wasn't enough. The pleasure was devastating him, unmaking him. Any semblance of self-control or coherency had long since fled. All he knew was that Inuyasha had said to relax...relax? How could he relax when the world was unraveling?

Inuyasha almost purred as he silently reveled in the power he had over Sesshoumaru at that moment. The taiyoukai was still tense as he tried to desperately process the pleasure cascading through him, unable to breathe properly. Small moans that he wasn't even aware of tore free of him and it was only through some distant, desperate effort that he remained still and didn't buck mindlessly into Inuyasha's touch.

Sesshoumaru felt an involuntary quiver run through his body. Something white-hot and blinding was boiling within him and trying to claw its way free. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't move...panic abruptly gnawed at the back of his mind, screaming that he was trapped, powerless in the grip of another. Unbidden, the dreadful scar Tsetsukosei left him burned and the rotting, dreadful beast seemed to appear before his eyes with a violent roar, jaws gaping in rage at anyone daring to touch his plaything...

It was too much. Everything collided and shattered. Sesshoumaru's mind simply shut down as his vision exploded into a shower of sparks, his body jolting as his orgasm claimed him. A volatile mix of bone-deep panic, numbing pleasure, confusion, uncertainty, helplessness, and a violent burn of pain roared through him. He made a strangled noise low in his throat and slowly slid into unconsciousness.

Inuyasha saw the rapid-fire emotions overwhelm his brother abruptly over the span of a split second - no matter if it had seemed like a lifetime to Sesshoumaru. Oh, there was definite pleasure there - the proof of that had been in the shuddering climax that had ripped through the taiyoukai.

The hanyou blinked a little in surprise as Sesshoumaru made a soft, strangled noise before the light in his eyes went out. It was as if someone had flipped a switch and drained the life out of him. His eyes dulled before they rolled back and the taiyoukai slid into unconsciousness, bonelessly slipping down into the water.

Inuyasha caught him, not wholly sure what had just happened and restraining the urge to check and see if his brother's melted brain had leaked out his ears. "Sessh?...Sesshoumaru?"

When he received no response, Inuyasha sighed and drug himself out of the bath, hauling Sesshoumaru up after him. "Well, I guess you need to sleep it off. I suppose a few hundred years of repression might do that to ya..."

It was a struggle getting Sesshoumaru somewhat dried and to his bed, but Inuyasha managed. After Sesshoumaru was safely tucked in, the hanyou settled himself down in a chair nearby to wait.

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"This wasn't teaching, it was abuse."

"Kaa...I'm da one dat knows best an' all dat."

Miroku rolled his eyes and raked the comb through his damp hair. The run had been thoroughly exhausting, but the bath and long soak afterwards had felt nice. // If only I had a little birdy to join me, think how nice it could have felt then... // "Alright, you made your point. I cheated. How 'bout you show me something useful? What is it you do as a seer?"Sairex blinked, startled out of his slightly guilty thoughts. He found himself transfixed by the sight of Miroku with his hair unbound, and it took a moment to kick his brain back into gear. "Oh. Er. Right. Zeer...vell, I've got all zorts of talents in dat field, really. Zcrying, zyphering, zeeing..."

"Cyphering?" Miroku arched an eyebrow.

"Yes. Dat's vhere I take zometing...like dis book, for example...and I use my power to...vell, zee vhat it has zeen. All tings have a connection to da zpiritual realm. Anyvay...if you know how to connect to dem, you can read da object's...mrr...memory. Da vords don't really vork too vell to explain, but you'll zee vhat I mean."

"So...this book can tell you things?""All books can tell you tings."

"Smartass."

Sairex smirked. "My, my...language....but yes. It's...limited. Books, rocks, rugs...tings don't have conscious memory. Dey get...vague imprints and impressions of tings dat are near dem. Da imagery is stronger if contact is direct, recent, or prolonged. Zo...if zometing happens in a room and I vas not dere...I can zypher on zeveral objects. Den I can piece together vhat might have happened. It isn't alvays easy. Da impressions are rarely clear and can be misleading. Its much easier to do on zometing dat has a conscious mind or a lot of zpiritual energy."

"That's fascinating..." Miroku grinned, truly meaning it. "Can you actually do any real seeing? Mind reading? Predict the future, divine tea leaves, talk to spirits?"

"Mrr...all dose tings, yes. But one ting at a time. I vonder if you can zypher...it is a rare ting. Vould you like to try?""Yes, it can't hurt to try," Miroku said with a smile.

Sairex nodded and then plucked one of the intricately carved bone beads from a braid. He concentrated on it for a moment then nodded, handing it to Miroku. "Concentrate, clear your mind. Don't try to force it. Try to...fall into da bead...open yourzelf to it. It's a little difficult to explain...you can't really LOOK for it, you have to approach it...zomewhat zideways."

Miroku nodded and focused. After a long moment and attempting several different techniques, nothing happened. "It seems your bead does not wish to talk to me."

Sairex grinned a bit. "Eh, it doesn't have much to zay anyvay. It'll be easier to ztart vith zometing more connected to da zpiritual realm."

Miroku thought for a moment. "Like Tenseiga or Tetsusaiga?"

Sairex blinked, then nodded. "Mmm...few tings more connected dan dose svords are. Do you tink Lord Zezzhoumaru vould mind if ve looked at it? I'm zure Lord Inuyazha vould let us look at Tetsuzaiga, but...I can't touch it."

The two of them, eager to find out if Miroku could indeed learn Sairex's talent headed off to find the inu brothers. Sairex tapped politely on the door when they finally found them and Inuyasha peered out.

"Stop that noise, Sessh is...sleepin. What do you need?"Sairex and Miroku bowed in apology in perfect unison. "Ve vere vondering if ve could take a look at Tenzeiga. Noting damaging, drastic, or time conzuming, I promise."

"Oh...well, I'm sure Sessh wouldn't mind. And if he does, I'll deal with it." Inuyasha smirked and retreated into the room before coming back with the sword. "Keh...if you DO do anything to this sword, I'll hunt you both down myself."

Miroku chuckled and patted his friend on the shoulder. "You know we wouldn't. We'll just be down the hall in the library. I need somewhere quiet to concentrate."

When they reached the library, they set the sword down on a small table and pulled chairs up to either side. Sairex reached out to run his fingers along the blade and blinked, jerking his hand back as if he had been scalded. "Oh my...Miroku, if you can't get a zpiritual read off of dat ting, I tink I give up on you as a ztudent."

Miroku chuckled. "That strong, eh?"

Sairex nodded. "Yes. Now...just relax and concentrate. Try to zpeak to da zword's memory....and listen to vhat it has to zay. Dis one zhould be zimple."

Miroku closed his eyes, laying his fingers on the blade. He could feel the energy swarming beneath his fingertips, and it made him smile. It felt warm. Slowly he cleared his mind and began to concentrate.

An indeterminable amount of time passed and nothing happened. He received no images, heard nothing, saw nothing. It made the monk frown - he could FEEL something dancing just out of his reach. He also really wanted to impress Sairex, prove that he could someday be on a level with the raven. Miroku mentally set himself and pushed harder.

Sairex watched silently. He never expected Miroku would get anything at all, even off something like Tenseiga. The fact that he was willing to try and was pushing in generally the correct direction was more than enough to please him. Long minutes passed with nothing, and Sairex could sense Miroku's growing frustration.

// Talk to me, damn you! // Miroku hissed mentally at the sword, snatching up all the energy he had at his disposal and attempting to force the sword to do just that. He didn't really expect it to work, but he was fairly disappointed at his failure.

Sairex gasped and jerked backwards as Miroku suddenly threw a tremendous amount of power at the sword. Unbeknownst to the monk, who was rather tuned out of the physical world and had his eyes closed beside, golden flickers ran across the length of Tenseiga. They built rapidly in intensity and brightness before exploding outwards in a violent rush of wind, knocking both the raven and the surprised monk backwards.

Miroku sat up slowly, rubbing his head. He HURT, suddenly, and felt drained beyond possibility. His well of spiritual energy felt like a bottomless, empty pit - like he had been drained of something vital. // Guess I can't force swords to talk to me, heh...//

Sairex was sitting up too, but his eyes were impossibly wide and he was somewhat slack jawed, staring at a point somewhere behind Miroku. When he finally spoke, his voice was a trembling, stunned, almost horrified whisper. "Mi...Miroku...vhat....have you done?..."

A deep voice from behind him froze the monk's blood in his veins and he couldn't immediately bring himself to turn around.

"Hello, Sairex."