InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Chapter 82

Pride (In the Name of Love) 82 / ??
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 - Part 2? Maybe. Hehe. As of the time of writing this note, I've only had one suggestion thus far for a side-story...At first I rolled it over in my mind thinking..."Mrrow?"...then began plotting possible scenarios like I do when I strike upon an idea for 'Pride' here...and I'll probly be working on it when I'm done with this here chapter tonight since I'm early at getting started.

The latter half of this chapter was absurdly hard for me to write and I only hope I didn't do too terribly. I had the image in my head but it just didn't want to be made into words.

And for the record, I am NOT anti-het relationships... I just kinda got stuck on yaoi mode when I started writing this story s'all...ahem. Eventually there may be one or more thrown in here, depending how far this beast goes.
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Sairex sighed wearily, dropping his head against the bars of the cell. His arm was broken and he was exhausted, but sleep wasn't going to come to him. Even if it would, he could never allow it. His body ached from numerous injuries, but short of the arm none of them were too serious. // I certainly hope this doesn't last too much longer. It shouldn't. I can feel her power starting to melt into my own. It's just a matter of time. Hopefully not much more time...she's too damn powerful for me to sustain this battle. She doesn't have the issue of a physical body to deal with during all this...//

Miroku's head peeked around the corner. "Sairex?"

A pair of weary yellow eyes turned towards him and the raven gave him a small smile. "Yeah, yeah....it's me, I'm myzelf..." The exhaustion was replaced with alarm. "Vhat happened to you? Vhy are you all bandaged? I...I didn't...""It's alright, it's nothing serious. Don't worry about it. Is it safe to bring our little experiment back in?"

"Yes..." Sairex frowned deeply, looking guiltily at his talons. He had assumed the blood was all his own. Of course, Miroku didn't actually say that it had been him....but the fact he didn't deny it led him to believe that was the case. "Before ve get ztarted...I don't zuppose you vould mind bringing me a couple tings zo I can take care of my arm?"

"What did you...dear Buddha! I can see the bone! Oh, Sairex...!" Miroku was there in an instant, cursing the bars that made it more difficult to fret over his lover.

"It vill be fine. I heal quickly, I just need to tend it zo I can vork."

"Ill be right back...why didn't you say something sooner?!"

"I vas more vorried about vhat I had done to you dan myzelf, Miroku."

"It's only a scratch, Sairex." // A very deep scratch that almost took out my throat and laid me open pretty good, but...still, technically, I suppose it can be called a scratch. //

"Meh..."

"I'll be right back with some supplies."

It didn't take Miroku long to raid their medical supplies and come back. When he returned, he had to wince and look away. He heard a sickening crunch as Sairex forced his bone back into place so it could be properly splinted. When the monk finally looked again he saw the raven's face was pale and drawn, tight with barely suppressed pain. He did his best to treat the wound, though it was a little difficult to do through the bars.

"Are you sure you want to work on this right now? You're in a lot of pain. Here, take some of these..." Miroku offered forth a few of the pills Kagome had brought. Sairex shook his head.

"No, I von't take dem. I need to keep all my vits about me. I cannot afford to let my mind relax. Da pain is good, it keeps me zharp. Now bring me da bowl vith our little egg."

Miroku sighed reluctantly but knew there was no arguing with his bird. He put the pills back in their bottle and then retrieved the supplies for their experiment.

Sairex nodded and reached into the bowl, reaching into the bowl and plucking out the egg with his talons. He wiped it clean with a damp cloth and then murmured softly. The purplish aura surrounding it flared briefly and then vanished. The egg slowly darkened in color and seemed to somehow solidify as the aura faded. Whatever the egg now was, it surely was not glass. It was a dark but crystalline blood-red stone. Miroku had never seen its like. "Interesting..."

"Mm. Bloodztone. It vorked fairly vell. Usually zuch ztones are used for tings like ztoring energy. I'm not terribly proficient vith arcane arts using cryztals and gemztones, but I know a few very minor concepts. Now for da more tricky part. Put da ztone in da box."

Miroku did as was requested. "Alright. Now what?"

"Now I need you to loan me your energies. I vill channel dem troo me. Hopefully dis vill vork. If it does...you'll need to close dat box pretty quickly. I can't promise it vill vork, however. Curzes vere never my zpecialty either. Fortunately, I DO know a ting or two of putting power into objects. Zo, lets do dis..."

Miroku nodded and closed his eyes, clearing his mind as he offered his hand to Sairex. The raven took it and did much the same, approaching as much of a meditative state as his beleagured mind could muster. Miroku soon felt the pull on his energy and did nothing to resist it. Soon he was feeling drained and exhausted as his power flooded from him. Sairex luckily stopped before he lost consciousness, although Miroku felt more than a little wobbly. He was glad he was sitting down.

Sairex began murmuring in his own tongue, partially from memory and partially from some notes he had written earlier. As he chanted he traced a few glowing purple lines onto the bloodstone itself, although he was careful not to touch the box. When he traced the last rune and pushed the box back closer to Miroku, the stone suddenly pulsed.

Miroku's eyes fluttered open as he felt a gentle breeze brush past him. His eyes grew wider as he looked into the box. In the heart of the bloodstone was a tiny black dot which was ever so slowly expanding. As the dot grew, so too did the force of the wind.

Then Miroku felt it. He actually felt the hole in his palm shrinking. His flesh was tugged painfully, trying to stretch to fill the void but unable to do so. Blood began to run down his arm, but he paid it no attention. It was the best wound he had ever received in his life.

Abruptly, Sairex's chant reached a crescendo and ceased. Miroku felt one final, ripping tug. He had the presence of mind to slap the box shut just as the now wholly black and swirling stone exploded with the full force of his wind tunnel. Miroku quickly wrapped his rosary around the box - just to be on the safe side - and then hesitantly opened his palm. There was a nasty, bloody, fleshless hole...but the wind tunnel was gone.

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They were late. Inuyasha scowled. Dinner would be in just a few minutes and he HAD told Kagome he'd make sure that his father and brother weren't still at each other's throats and made it to the meal.

// Keh. Could be easier said than done. All it'd take is one or two disagreements over how to deal with all these stupid local lordlings and I could end up sole surviver in line for the crown. // Inuyasha scowled and, mind made up, stalked down the hallway to the audience hall. There were a couple of guards posted out front. Both of them appeared rather bored. After all...what sort of protection could demons like them really offer to demons like Toga and Sesshoumaru?

"My father and brother in there?" Inuyasha asked without preamble. Both of the guards had hastily straightened and were bowing to him with proper respect befitting his station.

"Yes, my Lord. Lord Sesshoumaru sent us out and we have received no further orders, save that they are not to be bothered and are done seeing denizens of the realm today."

"Keh. Outta my way."

The guards exchanged somewhat nervous looks. Sesshoumaru HAD told them not to let anyone in...but... "M-my Lord, Lord Sesshoumaru did say not to let an-anyone in..." he offered hesitantly.

Inuyasha squinted at him. "Yeah, well, he's not here and I am, and I say I'm going in. You going to stop me?" Both guards hastily shook their heads. Inuyasha nodded. "Good. Er...don't let anyone ELSE in, I guess."

Both guards nodded vigorously and saluted as Inuyasha pushed past them. He closed the massive double doors behind him and stalked through the antechamber leading to the throne room. He listened, hesitantly. He did not hear sounds of combat or arguing - in fact, strain as he might, he didn't even hear tones of normal conversation. // Huh. Wonder if they aren't here after all. // With that thought in mind, Inuyasha quietly nudged one of the huge doors open enough to slip through...and froze.

He had been pretty well convinced that his father and his brother had a much more intimate relationship going on than what they allowed as public knowledge, but that didn't mean he had expected to stumble into the middle of things. He found his breath utterly stolen from him as he took in the sight of Sesshoumaru.

He knew that such an extreme display of submission from his brother was something that was never meant for his eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything but stare in slack-jawed shock. Something about the image just refused to connect in his mind. Yes, a token display of submission to his father's will was one thing to see...this was...damn, this was something else.

Sesshoumaru was on the floor on his hands and knees...or more appropriately, on his forearms and knees, His back was arched and his throat was bared, his face resting near the floor, pillowed on his mokomoko. Had Inuyasha tried, he couldn't have arranged Sesshoumaru's beautiful, graceful form in a more artful or perfect display of submission. Sesshoumaru's claws were digging fruitlessly into the smooth marble floor. Inuyasha was equally stricken by the naked passion on Sesshoumaru's face. He was making the most...perfect...little gasps of mindless passion every time his body was rocked by one of Toga's deep, lazy thrusts.

Toga was arched over Sesshoumaru, his teeth latched into his throat near the juncture of his neck and collarbone. Inuyasha hadn't really seen his father in a state of undress previously, but he was no less breathtakingly perfect than Sesshoumaru, for different reasons. Each line of his body was perfectly sculpted, a blend of grace and strength and power. // And fuck, no wonder Sessh looks so overwhelmed. He's fuckin' huge...//

Sesshoumaru was, indeed, entirely lost. His eyes were shut and he was entirely unaware of Inuyasha's presence. Actually, Inuyasha rather doubted Sesshoumaru was aware of who he was, where he was, or would respond to anything short of a world-ending cataclysm...and even that was questionable. It distantly occurred to the hanyou that both of them were distracted enough that he could likely make his escape. // Not that this is an image I'll EVER get out my brain...fuck...// It was, quite possibly, the most erotic thing he'd ever seen, and he was almost painfully aroused.

Thoughts of escape slowly evaporated as he stood there stock-still, silent, and staring. Toga released his teeth from Sesshoumaru's throat and slowly straightened, dragging the tips of his claws lightly down Sesshoumaru's back and drawing a shivery groan from the younger taiyoukai. He never missed a beat, continuing to drive his aching erection deep into Sesshoumaru's almost torturously tight body, even as his half-lidded golden eyes flicked over to look at Inuyasha.

Inuyasha almost choked when Toga's eyes locked on him, realizing he was caught and entirely unsure of what he should do. He was painfully aware of the tent he was sporting in his hakama. His ears flattened back in a submissive and silent apology. Inuyasha tended to be a rather dominant, alpha male himself...but he knew his place in the pecking order of his family and would never challenge his father or brother's dominance.

Toga's lips slowly quirked into a breathless grin. He knew ALL about the more intimate encounters...and near misses...Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru had shared. It hadn't taken long to find out, really...Sesshoumaru answered his questions without ever thinking to hide anything even if he WAS a little hesitant on details. // Mm...my Sesshoumaru... but I suppose I could see fit to...share...on occasion. // His grin turned into something of a smirk and he motioned Inuyasha over with a slight jerk of his head.

Inuyasha's eyes widened. Everything felt vaguely dreamlike and unreal, but he slowly made his way closer. Toga wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru's waist and lifted him easily, shifting him so he was laying on his side. Sesshoumaru gave a tiny noise of protest that melted into a moan as Toga repositioned himself behind him and slid back into him. Sesshoumaru's eyes had opened slightly when he was shifted, and they snapped open completely as he realized they weren't alone anymore. His breath caught in his throat as he stared at Inuyasha, although his attention was sorely fractured. Gods, but his Lord Father had entirely mastered every inch of his body and knew just how to draw the most extreme reactions from him...

"Mm, my Sesshoumaru...no reason I should be ENTIRELY selfish with you, is there?..." // Only mostly selfish. //

Sesshoumaru really wanted to answer, and he tried. However, he found he couldn't quite form so much as a word, especially when Toga's teeth and lips started wreaking havoc on his sensitive ear and back down to his throat.

Inuyasha had never been one to waste much time once he had made up his mind on a course of action and he slowly slid down next to Sesshoumaru. His brother's dazed golden eyes were half open and fixated on him. Inuyasha smirked, somewhat amused to see Sesshoumaru, always so calm and collected, in such a mindblown state. He stretched out in front of him and leaned in to give him a firm kiss. Sesshoumaru returned it automatically, a small whimper sliding unbidden from him at the sudden friction against his swollen cock. Inuyasha ground lewdly against him in response.

Inuyasha broke the kiss and began trailing little licks and nibbles down the length of Sesshoumaru's body. However, he didn't have much intent to tease - from the mindless way Sesshoumaru was groaning, he assumed he wouldn't hold out too long. With a content, growly little purr, Inuyasha swallowed Sesshoumaru's cock to the hilt and began to rock his head. His tongue seemed to be everywhere, his sharp fangs a threat that was never carried out. Inuyasha smirked internally as Sesshoumaru almost choked on a groan. Toga had propped himself up on one arm to enjoy the show through half-lidded eyes, his other arm wrapped firmly around Sesshoumaru's waist to limit his involuntary writhing and thrashing.

Inuyasha's fingers had slid into his hakama and he was stroking himself firmly, his own mind shifting into standby. He had wanted to get a good taste of Sesshoumaru, even if fate had previously prevented it...and now that he was, he was not disappointed. He was well aware that things would be very different if the two of them got together while they were alone - Sesshoumaru would not be such a pliant and submissive creature. He was grateful to his father that he was allowed to share in that, even if it had been an accident.

Sesshoumaru had decided he had lost his mind, finally. Too much sensation...oh, gods, how could anyone stand it? He was surely going mad. His heart was about to burst...it had to be, it could not continue to pound at this rate and do anything but. Every one of Toga's thrusts made him feel as if he was going to be split apart, driving up into him and grinding perfectly against THAT place...oh, it felt as though he was rubbing against his soul. In some distant way it hurt, but it was a delicious burn that made him delirious. And as if that wasn't enough...Inuyasha was making love to him with his mouth and GODS, but his brother was magic. He had never expected him to be quite so talented. Pleasure sounded through Sesshoumaru's mind in silvery tones, resonating at an ever higher pitch. He clawed at the floor in front of him, desperate to grab hold of something, his mokomoko shuddering and writhing almost as much as the rest of him was.

Everything shattered into white and Sesshoumaru wondered if his heart had finally burst. His body jolted and he let out a strangled cry as his orgasm clawed its way out of him. Spots flickered behind his eyes and he was vaguely sure the universe had ended. Yes, surely it must have. Everything was swirling, nothing made sense...all that existed was this throbbing flood of sensation.

Toga let out a breathless groan that turned into something of a growl, his own climax seizing him. He had only been holding on by a thread, overcome by the scene playing out before him and the indescribable pleasure of Sesshoumaru's body against him, around him... He shuddered as he buried himself as deeply as he could into Sesshoumaru's deliciously spasming body and let go.

Inuyasha was quick to follow the both of them, releasing Sesshoumaru from between his lips and throwing his head back in an almost-howl, collapsing bonelessly to the floor. He was distantly aware that he had just made a terrible mess of his hakama, but he really didn't care.

Toga smirked slightly and tilted Sesshoumaru's head enough so he could kiss him soundly. Sesshoumaru returned it with a small noise that made the elder inu almost want to chuckle. His pup was almost entirely unable to move, and it appeared his brain was still fried. // Good. If I could get away with it, I'd keep him this way... of course, I'd die of dehydration in a week, but it'd be worth it... //

Inuyasha struggled to remember what it was that had brought him here in the first place. It hit him and he sat up with a groan. "Nn...I..." He swallowed, finding it hard to speak at the moment. "S'dinner time... I told Kagome I'd come get you guys...."

Toga smiled at him, his hands idly trailing over some of Sesshoumaru's stripey markings. Sesshoumaru was simply exhausted and didn't bother to move or open his eyes. "We will be out shortly..."

"Yeah, I gotta go clean up myself." Inuyasha flashed them both a quick grin before dragging himself to his feet and making his way to the door.

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A/N - There. =P