InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Woven ( Chapter 41 )

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By: Ravyn Skye
Title: Woven
Author: Plumespixie
Genre: Angsty?
Pairing: Sess/Rin/Jaken
Rating: Adult++
Word Count: 500
Warning: Hints of young teen!Rin, spanking, abuse of Jaken.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.27.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 482 | Status: Completed

Originally written for Iyhedonism's 'Jaken' Prompt.
I don't own Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Rin OR Jaken.
Title: Woven
Author: Plumespixie
Genre: Angsty?
Pairing: Sess/Rin/Jaken
Rating: Adult++
Word Count: 500
Warning: Hints of young teen!Rin, spanking, abuse of Jaken.
A/N: Such a tangled we weave when first we practice to fulfill perverse needs. - Story is told from Jaken's point of view
Slap me, my Lord.
Kick and punch my small green body until the welts and bruises leave delicious reminders of your flesh touching mine - your attentions to my unworthy but not unwelcome presence.
Your perfection in all things means you are not unaware of this twisted game we all play.
If I were truly so incompetent you would not suffer me to remain at your side.
Yes, you seem to overlook my many 'mishaps' and moments of 'thoughtless' speech, giving to me the gift of your enraged attentions, if only for a moment.
You know - I ache to feel rough sword calloused flesh against my face, are aware of my burning desire to be 'corrected' by you once again.
Each time I make a 'mistake' I pray that this will be the time that you take me over your knee for 'correction'. It is a foolish dream but one I cherish.
Only the mortal girl child is granted that particular privilege, though she seems as if she is a kindred, and craves your rough treatment as I do, now that she bleeds monthly and flushes when she is laid bare across your lap.
Even I must admit with a jealous heart, that she is beautiful when her both sets of cheeks turn red under your ministrations. Her pale firm flesh is yet another thing you will deny my use of, though I know the girl herself is too generous and would welcome even my touch.
She is a gift to us all, Rin.
Wise beyond her years and she too is a knowing accomplice to this perversity. She wanders off, so I might 'lose' her once again. Yes, I am grateful to the girl, that she assists me in obtaining that which I desire most.
The three of us all do this dance, spinning and weaving each of our own perverse desires with those of one another into a tapestry who's design shows nothing but an image of our Lord's perfection.
She will be punished for leaving, I will be punished for losing her, and you will be punished by your own 'secret' shame.
I know…Your cock aches delivering me blows, and it weeps when giving the girl the gift of your spank.
My own weeps from the perverse show the two of you so frequently and freely give.
Both firm hand and soft buttocks taunt me, though I know it is a gift to be allowed to bare witness to the tease of her kimono hiked up and her red ass in the air; a glimpse of her virgin passage begging my beak inside.
The clench of your fist alone speaks of desire to burrow within the girl and give her more than any of us deserve.
No. Never will you indulge any of us more than this, punishing yourself as you punish us in turn.
Mine, Hers, and yes my Lord, Your masochism is the delicate thread that holds our tapestry.
May that thread never break.