InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 33

Pride (In the Name of Love) 33 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
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A/N - So...sorry for the lateness of this post, I did the best I could. I received some...really really bad news. Long story short, my daddy just learned that the infection we thought gone from his foot came back and he's on the way to the hospital to possibly have the foot...maybe his whole leg...hacked off. On top of that, his best friend (a good friend of mine too) just got diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and was given up to five years. Great day.

Sorrow. =( However, I needed to write to attempt to distract myself...so the chapter may seem a little odd or broken at parts, and I apologize for that. My head's not all together just now. Most of it was written before I got the news or I probably couldn't have done it today. There may be a break for a little bit until I know more about what's going on, so if I can't update daily for a few...don't worry. I'm not losing interest. Just...yeah.
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They barely made it back to the room. Sairex, in fact, probably wouldn't have much minded if they hadn't. He found his back abruptly pinned to the wall next to the door and was more than happy to return Miroku's hungry kiss. The monk fumbled for the door handle with one hand, but was quite distracted and the task took far longer than it should have.

Eventually he managed to get the door open. Without warning he grabbed Sairex by the hips and hoisted him easily off the ground. The raven let out a startled, if muffled, noise and immediately hooked his arms and legs around Miroku so he wouldn't fall. The monk smirked a bit - there was little danger of him dropping Sairex. He weighed FAR less than a human his size would weigh. It fascinated Miroku for a moment...and then he promptly forgot about it as they crashed through the door into his room.

He paused to flick his gaze to the door, wondering how he was going to shut it without giving up his armload of raven, when Sairex shot out one of his wings and flicked it shut himself. "That's handy...""Dey have deir uses.""Mm. I think I like being able to toss you around," Miroku chuckled, proceeding to deposit Sairex on the bed, moving immediately to hover over him.

"I could destroy you vithout ever needing to touch you, I don't need to be physically powerful."

"Mm, why would you want to do that?..." Miroku didn't give Sairex a chance to answer, simply leaning in to resume their nearly frantic kiss from earlier. Sairex returned the kiss with equal passion, nipping lightly at Miroku's lower lip and drawing a startled noise from the monk. "Hey now, no biting..."

Sairex smirked and Miroku took advantage of the fact they had both come up for air to tug the raven's shirt out of the way, hurling it across the room. He fumbled briefly with his own, unused to wearing anything other than his robes. Sairex laughed softly and batted his hands away, nimble taloned fingers making short work of the buttons. "Those claws of yours look positively deadly up close..." Miroku said with a smirk.

"Dey are," Sairex assured him, flexing and wiggling his fingers in a mock-threatening fashion.

"I'm not afraid," the monk assured him before sweeping his eyes down the raven. He was fascinated with the lines and swirls of the inky black tattoos that wound their way down Sairex's sides, seeming to originate from his spine and wrap around towards his front. "Why the tattoos?"Sairex blushed a bit. "Kaaa...dey are mostly ceremonial, but zome of da patterns have meaning. Dey are zigns of my family, my tribe. Zome are marks of my powers and ztation, tributes if you vill."

"I love them...in fact, I think I'd like to see more of them," Miroku responded, his fingers moving to unfasten the raven's pants. Mentally, he cursed his own pants...they felt entirely too tight and uncomfortable right now, a problem he never had with his robes. However, he had enjoyed the startled, pleased expression Sairex had given this outfit enough that it was worth the small sacrifice.

Soon he had the raven bare and paused to admire the beautiful creature. He liked the contrast of Sairex's strikingly black hair and equally dark wings against his pale skin and the white silk sheets. In fact, he found he very much liked everything about the raven. "Mm...I said I'd find out how you tasted when I got back to myself..." With a smirk, Miroku leaned in to nip gently at Sairex's throat before trailing his lips down his chest, pausing to flick his tongue across one of the raven's nipples. Sairex reacted with a throaty moan that sent a delicious shiver of lust through the monk.

Miroku steadily continued to work his way lower, settling comfortably between Sairex's legs and pausing to gaze up at his lover, drinking in the sight as his hands lightly massaged his thighs. Sairex was trying hard not to squirm, already painfully aroused and growing increasingly desperate for more than Miroku's teasing. A strangled noise tore itself out of his throat and his fingers flew to grip the sheets tightly as his wish was granted - the monk's tongue trailed ever so slowly up the length of his erection.

Miroku watched Sairex through his eyelashes as he lightly ran his tongue around the head of the raven's cock, pausing to flick it into the slit ever so briefly. He slid his hands down to grip his lover's hips and hold him still. "Mm, careful," he murmured between licks, "I've not done this before."

The monk couldn't be sure that the indecipherable moaning jumble that was his response was even in a language he knew - or if it was even words, but he didn't suppose he really needed words to figure out what it was his lover was after. After a few more light, teasing licks, he swooped down abruptly and swallowed as much of the raven as he could manage.

Sairex's eyes flew wide and he let out a startled half-shriek, stars exploding behind his eyes as he almost burst on the spot. His back arched sharply, his breath catching in his throat. "Oh my GODS...nnnn...!" Apparently, what Miroku lacked in experience he was doing a damn fine job of making up for in enthusiasm and passion. The raven fell back weakly, sobbing harshly for breath and teetering on the edge of climax - but every time he'd get too close, Miroku seemed to sense it and backed off. It was torture, but oh, it was SO exquisite.

Miroku reached over, his hand snaking into the drawer of the nightstand. He had been prepared for things to end up this way at some point or another, as was evident by the small jar of oil he withdrew. At this point, however, Sairex didn't even notice. In fact, it was fairly unlikely Sairex would have noticed anything short of the castle being torn apart by a cataclysmic, world-ending force.

Oh, but the monk's lips felt so good as they slid over his aching shaft... Sairex moaned again, his body quivering with the need to release. Inexperienced Miroku might have claimed to be, but pleasure was pleasure and no matter how much finesse one may lack, it was fairly hard for this to be done in a way that felt anything but good. He forced his body to relax and struggled to breathe when he felt Miroku's oil-slicked finger lightly teasing his entrance with slow, massaging circles. Oh, it had been such a long time since he had taken a lover like this...Tsetsukosei's torturing didn't count.

Sairex lost what little ability to think he had left as the teasing finger slowly pressed into him. A jolt traveled through him and his breath caught, the sensation almost overwhelming him...and then Miroku drove his head down, pulling him almost completely down his throat as his finger crooked JUST right and hit the little bundle of nerves inside Sairex's body...

The raven couldn't help himself, his orgasm overtook him with shocking intensity. His body attempted to jerk upwards but Miroku's unoccupied arm was holding him still. His talons drove blindly into the sheets beneath him, though he didn't care about the holes the razor-sharp hooks tore in the expensive fabric.

Miroku slowly released Sairex's cock from his mouth, giving it a few more long, slow licks to assure that it had been properly cleaned. While he continued his gentle but maddening ministrations, he slowly slid a second finger in to join the first, moving them in a gentle scissoring motion. He didn't stop with his gentle preparations or licks until he had worked the raven back to a state of full arousal. By this time, Miroku's breathing was harsh and his eyes dark with lust.

"Oh, Sairex...I can't wait anymore...I need you..."

"Nnnn....oh yes...please..." The throaty begging was more than enough to settle the matter. Miroku hastily squirmed out of his pants before repositioning himself between the raven's legs. He poured some of the oil into his palm before setting the container aside, a ragged moan leaking from his throat as he stroked it over his own erection. He couldn't remember a time he had been so aroused in all his life.

Sairex quivered as he felt Miroku's body press against his, another moan escaping him. "Oh, gods, Miroku...I'm a demon, you von't hurt me...PLEASE...I need you NOW...!" The demand proved to be too much for the monk to resist. His hips snapped forward and he buried himself inside the raven in one smooth, hard thrust.

Sairex let out a sharp gasp, his back arching and his wingtips curling inward. The brief pain only added to the intense pleasure of being so completely filled by this incredible human monk. Miroku's gasp matched his own, and the monk struggled to regain something of his composure, frozen in place.

Once Miroku thought he could move without shattering utterly, he shifted his grip to the raven's waist and slowly rolled his hips. Ohhh, but it felt SO good. "Mmn....oh, Sairex...you're so tight....I've never felt anything so good..."

The raven moaned in response, heartily agreeing with the sentiment. Soon Miroku had settled into a mind-blowing rhythm of smooth, deep thrusts that left them both breathless and overwhelmed with sensation. Sairex hooked his legs loosely around Miroku, struggling to keep from latching on to the man with his talons out of the desperate need to have something to hold on to. He almost forgot himself entirely when he felt one of Miroku's hands slide around behind him to tease at the bases of his wings even as his mouth was captured in a bruising kiss.

The friction rapidly built to unbearable levels. Miroku groaned as he increased his pace, pounding into his lover with abandon. Nothing else existed in all the world except this pretty, hot, tight little creature he was nailing to the mattress. He shifted ever so slightly to curl his unoccupied hand around Sairex's cock.

A mere few moments of the added sensation proved too much for Sairex and he hit his orgasm with a loud cry that sounded like it might have been an attempt at Miroku's name, had his mind been capable of that much coherency. The feel of that already impossibly tight body suddenly spasming around him was too much. Miroku snapped his hips forward, burying himself as deeply in his lover as he could before he came in a way that could almost be described as violent, his hot seed exploding into the trembling body beneath him and around him.

It took a long while for Miroku to overcome the shaking weakness in his limbs enough to move. He stretched out next to Sairex and automatically pulled his lover into his arms. The raven had no objections, snuggling up against him contentedly, pressing a soft kiss to the nearest available skin. "Mm..."

Sairex finally gave Miroku a crooked, affectionate grin. "I can't zay I vas overly zorry to lose dis bet..."

"Indeed...remind me again why gambling is a bad thing and I'm not supposed to do it as a monk..."

"Zometing about da zex vith demons part?"

"Oh well, I never did pay much attention at temple anyways."

Sairex chuckled and closed his eyes. "And for dat, I'm very glad..."

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Inuyasha sat down at the table, noting how his father instinctively claimed the seat at the head. Toga folded his hands and looked at his younger son. "I hope that time permits and I have ample opportunity to get to know you. In fact, I do not intend to return to the underworld without a fight, so I pray your monk has no such intentions. In fact, I ultimately will seek a way to revive myself. However, at present, I am forced to deal with a most troubling issue."Inuyasha nodded. "Sesshoumaru..." A frown stole across his features. "That bastard hurt him really bad."Toga winced inwardly. "So I...gathered. I have not...seen him in tears since he was very, very small. It was always so important to him to try and...keep a straight face, not be weak...to impress me." A tiny smile flitted across the taiyoukai's lips at the memory of his eldest son as a small child, defiantly balling his fists and biting his quivering lip, struggling to keep his composure after he took a hard fall in a practice session.

"Yeah, well...that sorta ran a little rampant and he decided killing off any trace of emotions would be the way to go."

"So I've gathered," Toga sighed. "But its not possible. You can repress them, you can control them, but you can't kill them. So my Sesshoumaru puts up a front but feels the same things anyone else feels underneath, even if he avoids acknowledging it. He wasn't ready for the responsibility that was thrust upon him with my death."

Inuyasha looked vaguely guilty, and Toga smiled, grabbing the hanyou's hand and looking him straight in the eye. "It is not a decision I regret in any way, and I would give my life a thousand times over to protect you or your brother." Inuyasha couldn't help but smile - his father spoke with such calm authority and assertiveness, never leaving any room for anyone to doubt anything he said. He was already starting to see why his brother had practically worshiped the man.

"So my Sesshoumaru has a human girl, does he?"Inuyasha scowled. "Keh...there's a long story. Yeah, the kid's really got her claws in his heart, but he's tryin' to push her away 'for her own good'. He's afraid he'll hurt her or ruin her somehow just by....I dunno. He wants me to tell her that he's dead so she won't come back for him."

Toga frowned and mentally cursed Tsetsukosei again. To make his pup feel so unworthy, to make him afraid to let himself love...!

Before the conversation could go any further, Sesshoumaru slid into the room soundlessly. He was dressed in his much more familiar white outfit, minus armor. Inuyasha hoped it was a good sign, but was not sure. Right now, Inuyasha wasn't sure about anything.