InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Handbook: A Romance ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )
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By: donatella 
Inuyasha finally gets what he has never had. Lemon
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.25.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 777 | Status: Work In Progress
Inuyasha finally gets what he has never had. Lemon
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.25.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 777 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: Inu Yasha and its characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi and Sunrise. I make no profit from this fiction. All original characters and story are owned by Donatella D.
Author's Note: Thank you to all the readers for your encouraging comments.
Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Ten
Sesshomaru had never slept so much in his life. He was beginning to think there was something wrong with him. First, this overwhelming compassion and need to take care of his brother, and now it was sleeping as much as a common dog. It was different for Inuyasha; he needed the rest to heal and make this transformation his body was planning, but Sesshomaru was not ill, though he was definitely not himself.
The scent of Inuyasha was starting to drive him crazy too; it was changing daily and getting stronger, but he was above all this, wasn’t he? He was starting to wonder. All he could think about was Inuyasha. All he wanted to do was hold him in his arms and keep him safe and happy. There were other things he wanted to do as well, but he tried not to think of those, besides, Inuyasha wasn’t ready for that.
He tried to distract himself by setting up house. Getting everything ready for Inuyasha, everything the book recommended, and he had Jaken working hard bringing everything to fruition, so he could stay close to his Inuyasha. In addition, with all this constant attention, Inuyasha was healing better; his claws had even started to grow back, they were still soft and short, but at least it was an improvement. His horrible bruises were disappearing as well, and his skin was looking better each day.
Still, Sesshomaru had not had the rest of that conversation with him about what was happening; he did not want to upset him, but it needed to be done, and soon, before his ‘new parts’ appeared. He decided he would bring it up as soon as Inuyasha woke.
The only thing that had not gotten better was the constant crying. Lately, Inuyasha cried at the drop of a hat, and he still whimpered in his sleep from time to time; all of which Sesshomaru found incredibly upsetting. Nothing else, except Rin, could tug at his heart like listening to his brother cry. Perhaps because it was so out of his character and Sesshomaru knew he must be terribly hurt to show his tears to him. In fact, Inuyasha had become so comfortable with his brother that he didn’t even try to hide his tears from him anymore, and let them flow freely on his brother’s shoulder.
Apparently, it was not only Sesshomaru who was feeling a force pulling them together, but Inuyasha was as well. He was more than just comfortable with Sesshomaru; he would never leave his side, and would become terribly depressed if his brother had to step out of the hut for a minute. He clung to his brother as if Sesshomaru were the giver of life, and perhaps for him, he was.
As the two brothers lay together on their bed, Inuyasha fast asleep, and Sesshomaru wide-awake, spooning his little brother from behind and holding him tightly, waiting for the inevitable until it finally began. It would start with slight twitching of his arms and legs, as if he were running in his sleep, and then Inuyasha would begin whining like a lost puppy until tears were visible on his cheeks, and full crying commenced. At that point, Sesshomaru could stand no more, and would be forced to wake him from his nightmare.
He especially didn’t want to wake him now because he was going to have ‘the talk’ with him, which was sure to upset him even more; but he couldn’t let him suffer in his dreams like this, so he went ahead and shook him gently. “Inuyasha, wake up,” he said, and those enormous, golden eyes popped open as if someone had hit a switch.
“Wake up, little brother. It was just a dream,” Sesshomaru tried to reassure him. He knew very well what was causing his nightmares; he was still afraid of the demons, and the rape was fresh in his mind bringing on horrible images that took over his dreams.
Inuyasha turned to face his brother and hug him closer to his body. “I hate dreaming,” he said, as he wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his brother’s kimono.
“I told you, no one will hurt you. It’s alright to forget about what happened.”
“I know, but I can’t just shut things off the way you can.”
“There are some things I can’t shut off either, Inuyasha.”
“I doubt it. I’ll bet you never cried in your entire life.”
“Inuyasha, don’t you find it strange how we’ve been getting along lately? Haven’t you wondered why we’re not fighting as usual?”
“I just thought you decided to be nice to me for once.”
“And why would I do that, little brother, after I’ve spent your whole life trying to kill you?”
“I don’t know. I don’t care.”
“It’s because there is something I can’t ‘shut off’. I seem to be under your power, as are you.”
“What? I’m under my own power? Yeah, that makes sense.”
“Your body is forcing us together, making us need and desire each other, and you are under the spell as well.”
“But why would I do that? Why would I do things that I’m not even thinking about?”
“Your body doesn’t care what your mind is thinking about. It is simply trying to survive. Your mind has had its chance and now it’s your body’s turn to take over.”
“So, my body’s doing things I’m not telling it to? How can it do that?”
“Yes, and you’d be surprised at what your body is capable of doing.”
“I don’t understand. Is this what you’ve been reading in that stupid book?”
“It is.”
“What else does it say?” Finally, he was becoming curious about his condition! Sesshomaru won’t have to force it on him.
“It says your body is using all its energy to make changes necessary to keep your dog demon species alive.”
“I still don’t get it. What changes?” God, he was dense.
“Inuyasha, your body is growing female reproductive parts.” There, it was out. Hopefully, he won’t have a tantrum.
“What?! You made that up, asshole.”
“If you could read something beyond your own name, I would tell you to read it yourself. You’ll just have to believe me.”
“Yeah, well… I don’t believe you.”
“As you please, little brother; you will know the truth soon enough.”
The conversation was ended when there was a knock at the door along with the sweet sound of Rin’s voice, “Lord Sesshomaru.”
“Come in, Rin,” and she appeared, dressed in her brand new kimono holding a tray full of food.
“I made you and Master Inuyasha dinner, my lord,” she said as she placed the tray down in front of them.
“Thank you, Rin,” he said, and she left with a goodnight to both. Sesshomaru took a bowl of what looked like stew and handed it to Inuyasha.
“I’m not hungry,” he said, pouting.
“You need to eat, Inuyasha; you’ve become too thin.”
“Well, I’m not hungry.”
“How do you expect to get your powers back if you don’t eat?”
“My stomach hurts -- I’m not hungry.” He lay back down and turned his back to his brother.
Sesshomaru put down the bowl and turned his full attention to Inuyasha. “Inuyasha, it is not your stomach that hurts.”
“Asshole! Do you really think I don’t know what a stomachache feels like?”
Sesshomaru ignored the insults, realizing that his brother was just upset, and rightly so. He lay down behind him and placed his hand on Inuyasha’s general abdominal region, “Is this where it hurts?” he asked.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making your pain go away,” he explained, as he concentrated his demon energies through his hand and into Inuyasha’s body. “Does that feel better?”
And to Inuyasha’s surprise, it actually did feel better. Somehow, Sesshomaru had developed magic hands that took away pain; a truly impressive maneuver, but all he said was, “uh-huh.”
“Good, now eat.” Sesshomaru insisted.
“Later, okay? I’m still not hungry.”
“Fine, but I will hold you to that.”
“How did you do that anyway?” Inuyasha asked, as he turned to face him. “When did you get the power to heal with your hands?”
“I think it will only work on you. It was in the book, along with other things that will make you feel better.”
“Really? Like what?” He asked, showing true interest in this new power.
“Would you like me to show you?” Sesshomaru asked, rather suggestively, which Inuyasha was a bit put off by.
“Can’t you just tell me?” He asked sounding a little timid.
“No. I can only show you. Are you afraid?”
“No, I just wanna know what you’re gonna do, that’s all.”
“Nothing that will hurt you, little brother,” he said in his softest, most seductive voice, which was difficult for anyone to refuse. “I only want to make you feel what you’ve never felt before.” Sesshomaru brought his lips to his brother’s ear and whispered, “You only need to trust me.”
“I trust you,” he said, not quite believing it, but the hot breath on his very sensitive ear made the trust a little more convincing, and he allowed his brother to kiss his ear without rejection.
Sesshomaru took that as a ‘please continue‘, so he gently kissed the ear again, and again, and then teased the fuzzy thing between his teeth, and circled its circumference with a light touch of his tongue that led down to his brother’s neck. He kissed and sucked until he heard Inuyasha take in a quick, deep breath, and then he attacked his mouth -- something he’d been dying to do for days. He was not disappointed by the sweet taste of his brother’s tongue when Inuyasha finally consented to let him inside, but Sesshomaru stopped; he pulled back to look at his brother’s slightly confused, but sweetly aroused face. “No one has ever kissed you like that before, have they?” Sesshomaru asked him.
Inuyasha simply shook his head as if words were just too difficult.
“Why have you never let anyone get close to you, little brother?”
“Because, then they’ll leave,” he said, with complete honesty. “Just like you’re gonna leave someday.”
“I won’t leave.”
“Keh, bullshit.”
Sesshomaru responded with a slow, loving kiss to his lips, but Inuyasha’s mind wouldn’t allow him to enjoy it. He loved all this attention from his brother; it was something he had fought for all his life, but he couldn’t help feeling it was wrong, so he stopped him. “I can’t do this… I don’t wanna do this.”
“You seemed to be enjoying it, little brother.”
“Yeah, but that’s just it. You’re my brother… it’s not right… it’s disgusting.”
“Inuyasha, you are half demon, and this is something demons do all the time. That taboo is only for humans. In fact, our father and my mother were siblings.”
“Seriously?! No wonder you’re so fucked up.”
“Indeed, it is what makes me such a powerful demon.”
“How come I never knew that?”
“You never asked.”
“Yeah… well, even if I wanted to… you know. I don’t even know what to do.”
“You don’t have to ‘do’ anything, Inuyasha, and there is nothing to ‘know’. We are not having sex, so all you need to do is relax. I will take care everything.”
“If we’re not having… sex, then what are we having?”
“I told you, I’m just going to make you feel better, that’s all,” and Sesshomaru shut him up with another kiss before he could say anything else, a long, deep, wet kiss this time, which made Inuyasha forget what was bothering him.
As he tried to commit to memory every texture and taste of the inside of his brother‘s mouth, Sesshomaru allowed his hands to wander down his brother’s thin body, purposely staying away from his battered ass, and instead found a hard nipple to tease with his claws and then followed with his mouth, letting his tongue dance over his flesh and his teeth gently nip. He could hear his brother’s heart pounding a little harder as he worked his mouth down to the tip of his erect cock, and once again, he was stopped.
“No,” Inuyasha said, as he protected his privates with his hands.
“What’s wrong, Inuyasha?”
“I don’t want you to see me.”
“Why?” He asked, as he slid his body up to face him.
“Because I’m a… freak,” he said, and pulled the blanket back over himself.
“You are not a freak, Inuyasha. You’re beautiful.”
“Keh, yeah-right.”
“Fine. I will not look at you, but you must, at least, let me touch you,” he waited for an answer that didn’t come. “Okay?” He said in ‘Inuyasha-speak’.
“Okay,” he agreed, and Sesshomaru kissed him on his lips while he let his hand do all the work, slowly working it past his chest, then hips, then thighs, and then snuck his way via inner thigh to the small, perfectly round balls that fit snugly in his large hand.
The sudden warmth on that particular area made Inuyasha jump slightly and he sucked in a large breath of air as this ‘not sex’ was starting to get too intense for him. However, he didn’t stop it this time; he let Sesshomaru continue because, honestly, it just felt too good to stop. This must be what Sesshomaru meant when he told him he was going to make him feel better, because he definitely did… feel better.
Sesshomaru’s tongue left his brother’s mouth so Inuyasha could breathe and went to work on his neck instead, while his hand left his balls for his cock.
Inuyasha was already so hard, but as his brother’s hand gripped his shaft and maneuvered up and down, he became harder than he’d ever been in his life -- he‘d never before permitted it. He really did have magic hands, was all that came to his clouded mind. However, the feeling was becoming so intense that he thought he was going to explode, and he squeezed his eyes shut and continued to take in huge gulps of air only to let them out in long, sinful sounding moans, until he could stand no more and tried to get him to stop with shouts of, “No! Please, stop!”
But Sesshomaru didn’t stop this time. He knew his brother was close to completion, so he wasn’t going to stop now, that would be too cruel -- he’d thank him later; he was sure of it. Finally, he watched as his brother arched his back high and frantically moved his hips, and gave a final loud scream of pleasure as he came hard into his hand. And Sesshomaru allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he continued to watch his little brother ride the wave of an orgasm he had been holding inside for over a century.
As Inuyasha’s body twitched and trembled from the high, his moans turned into sobs, which he covered up by putting his hands over his face to hide himself from his brother’s eyes.
Sesshomaru was horrified by his reaction. He had tried to be understanding; he knew that his brother was sensitive lately and cried constantly, but this was a most inappropriate time for it. Sesshomaru knew he was good, but he had never brought anyone to tears before, at least, not in bed. “Inuyasha, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Inuyasha shook his head ‘no’ to his brother’s relief; he was starting to worry he had injured him somehow. Maybe his anatomy was different with this condition he was in. He gently pried Inuyasha’s hands from his face to talk to him, “What is it, little one? Why are you crying?”
“I don’t know… I’m sorry. It’s just… I love you… so much,” he said, finally opening his eyes to meet his brother’s.
Sesshomaru shook his head and smiled. He was truly touched by his little brother’s confession, and he gave him a little kiss on his lips before he said; “Now it’s your turn to keep up your end of the bargain.”
“Huh?” Inuyasha was honestly confused. Did he make a bargain? He was hoping Sesshomaru wasn’t expecting him to do the same thing to him -- he didn’t think he could get up the energy to do anything right now, plus he wasn’t sure he could remember how.
“You promised you would eat, little brother. Did you forget?”
“Oh. No… I… didn’t forget.” Actually, he was suddenly starving.
And Sesshomaru handed him his bowl of stew, which Inuyasha finished to the last spoonful, keeping up his end of the bargain.
To be continued…
Author's Note: Thank you to all the readers for your encouraging comments.
Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Ten
Sesshomaru had never slept so much in his life. He was beginning to think there was something wrong with him. First, this overwhelming compassion and need to take care of his brother, and now it was sleeping as much as a common dog. It was different for Inuyasha; he needed the rest to heal and make this transformation his body was planning, but Sesshomaru was not ill, though he was definitely not himself.
The scent of Inuyasha was starting to drive him crazy too; it was changing daily and getting stronger, but he was above all this, wasn’t he? He was starting to wonder. All he could think about was Inuyasha. All he wanted to do was hold him in his arms and keep him safe and happy. There were other things he wanted to do as well, but he tried not to think of those, besides, Inuyasha wasn’t ready for that.
He tried to distract himself by setting up house. Getting everything ready for Inuyasha, everything the book recommended, and he had Jaken working hard bringing everything to fruition, so he could stay close to his Inuyasha. In addition, with all this constant attention, Inuyasha was healing better; his claws had even started to grow back, they were still soft and short, but at least it was an improvement. His horrible bruises were disappearing as well, and his skin was looking better each day.
Still, Sesshomaru had not had the rest of that conversation with him about what was happening; he did not want to upset him, but it needed to be done, and soon, before his ‘new parts’ appeared. He decided he would bring it up as soon as Inuyasha woke.
The only thing that had not gotten better was the constant crying. Lately, Inuyasha cried at the drop of a hat, and he still whimpered in his sleep from time to time; all of which Sesshomaru found incredibly upsetting. Nothing else, except Rin, could tug at his heart like listening to his brother cry. Perhaps because it was so out of his character and Sesshomaru knew he must be terribly hurt to show his tears to him. In fact, Inuyasha had become so comfortable with his brother that he didn’t even try to hide his tears from him anymore, and let them flow freely on his brother’s shoulder.
Apparently, it was not only Sesshomaru who was feeling a force pulling them together, but Inuyasha was as well. He was more than just comfortable with Sesshomaru; he would never leave his side, and would become terribly depressed if his brother had to step out of the hut for a minute. He clung to his brother as if Sesshomaru were the giver of life, and perhaps for him, he was.
As the two brothers lay together on their bed, Inuyasha fast asleep, and Sesshomaru wide-awake, spooning his little brother from behind and holding him tightly, waiting for the inevitable until it finally began. It would start with slight twitching of his arms and legs, as if he were running in his sleep, and then Inuyasha would begin whining like a lost puppy until tears were visible on his cheeks, and full crying commenced. At that point, Sesshomaru could stand no more, and would be forced to wake him from his nightmare.
He especially didn’t want to wake him now because he was going to have ‘the talk’ with him, which was sure to upset him even more; but he couldn’t let him suffer in his dreams like this, so he went ahead and shook him gently. “Inuyasha, wake up,” he said, and those enormous, golden eyes popped open as if someone had hit a switch.
“Wake up, little brother. It was just a dream,” Sesshomaru tried to reassure him. He knew very well what was causing his nightmares; he was still afraid of the demons, and the rape was fresh in his mind bringing on horrible images that took over his dreams.
Inuyasha turned to face his brother and hug him closer to his body. “I hate dreaming,” he said, as he wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his brother’s kimono.
“I told you, no one will hurt you. It’s alright to forget about what happened.”
“I know, but I can’t just shut things off the way you can.”
“There are some things I can’t shut off either, Inuyasha.”
“I doubt it. I’ll bet you never cried in your entire life.”
“Inuyasha, don’t you find it strange how we’ve been getting along lately? Haven’t you wondered why we’re not fighting as usual?”
“I just thought you decided to be nice to me for once.”
“And why would I do that, little brother, after I’ve spent your whole life trying to kill you?”
“I don’t know. I don’t care.”
“It’s because there is something I can’t ‘shut off’. I seem to be under your power, as are you.”
“What? I’m under my own power? Yeah, that makes sense.”
“Your body is forcing us together, making us need and desire each other, and you are under the spell as well.”
“But why would I do that? Why would I do things that I’m not even thinking about?”
“Your body doesn’t care what your mind is thinking about. It is simply trying to survive. Your mind has had its chance and now it’s your body’s turn to take over.”
“So, my body’s doing things I’m not telling it to? How can it do that?”
“Yes, and you’d be surprised at what your body is capable of doing.”
“I don’t understand. Is this what you’ve been reading in that stupid book?”
“It is.”
“What else does it say?” Finally, he was becoming curious about his condition! Sesshomaru won’t have to force it on him.
“It says your body is using all its energy to make changes necessary to keep your dog demon species alive.”
“I still don’t get it. What changes?” God, he was dense.
“Inuyasha, your body is growing female reproductive parts.” There, it was out. Hopefully, he won’t have a tantrum.
“What?! You made that up, asshole.”
“If you could read something beyond your own name, I would tell you to read it yourself. You’ll just have to believe me.”
“Yeah, well… I don’t believe you.”
“As you please, little brother; you will know the truth soon enough.”
The conversation was ended when there was a knock at the door along with the sweet sound of Rin’s voice, “Lord Sesshomaru.”
“Come in, Rin,” and she appeared, dressed in her brand new kimono holding a tray full of food.
“I made you and Master Inuyasha dinner, my lord,” she said as she placed the tray down in front of them.
“Thank you, Rin,” he said, and she left with a goodnight to both. Sesshomaru took a bowl of what looked like stew and handed it to Inuyasha.
“I’m not hungry,” he said, pouting.
“You need to eat, Inuyasha; you’ve become too thin.”
“Well, I’m not hungry.”
“How do you expect to get your powers back if you don’t eat?”
“My stomach hurts -- I’m not hungry.” He lay back down and turned his back to his brother.
Sesshomaru put down the bowl and turned his full attention to Inuyasha. “Inuyasha, it is not your stomach that hurts.”
“Asshole! Do you really think I don’t know what a stomachache feels like?”
Sesshomaru ignored the insults, realizing that his brother was just upset, and rightly so. He lay down behind him and placed his hand on Inuyasha’s general abdominal region, “Is this where it hurts?” he asked.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making your pain go away,” he explained, as he concentrated his demon energies through his hand and into Inuyasha’s body. “Does that feel better?”
And to Inuyasha’s surprise, it actually did feel better. Somehow, Sesshomaru had developed magic hands that took away pain; a truly impressive maneuver, but all he said was, “uh-huh.”
“Good, now eat.” Sesshomaru insisted.
“Later, okay? I’m still not hungry.”
“Fine, but I will hold you to that.”
“How did you do that anyway?” Inuyasha asked, as he turned to face him. “When did you get the power to heal with your hands?”
“I think it will only work on you. It was in the book, along with other things that will make you feel better.”
“Really? Like what?” He asked, showing true interest in this new power.
“Would you like me to show you?” Sesshomaru asked, rather suggestively, which Inuyasha was a bit put off by.
“Can’t you just tell me?” He asked sounding a little timid.
“No. I can only show you. Are you afraid?”
“No, I just wanna know what you’re gonna do, that’s all.”
“Nothing that will hurt you, little brother,” he said in his softest, most seductive voice, which was difficult for anyone to refuse. “I only want to make you feel what you’ve never felt before.” Sesshomaru brought his lips to his brother’s ear and whispered, “You only need to trust me.”
“I trust you,” he said, not quite believing it, but the hot breath on his very sensitive ear made the trust a little more convincing, and he allowed his brother to kiss his ear without rejection.
Sesshomaru took that as a ‘please continue‘, so he gently kissed the ear again, and again, and then teased the fuzzy thing between his teeth, and circled its circumference with a light touch of his tongue that led down to his brother’s neck. He kissed and sucked until he heard Inuyasha take in a quick, deep breath, and then he attacked his mouth -- something he’d been dying to do for days. He was not disappointed by the sweet taste of his brother’s tongue when Inuyasha finally consented to let him inside, but Sesshomaru stopped; he pulled back to look at his brother’s slightly confused, but sweetly aroused face. “No one has ever kissed you like that before, have they?” Sesshomaru asked him.
Inuyasha simply shook his head as if words were just too difficult.
“Why have you never let anyone get close to you, little brother?”
“Because, then they’ll leave,” he said, with complete honesty. “Just like you’re gonna leave someday.”
“I won’t leave.”
“Keh, bullshit.”
Sesshomaru responded with a slow, loving kiss to his lips, but Inuyasha’s mind wouldn’t allow him to enjoy it. He loved all this attention from his brother; it was something he had fought for all his life, but he couldn’t help feeling it was wrong, so he stopped him. “I can’t do this… I don’t wanna do this.”
“You seemed to be enjoying it, little brother.”
“Yeah, but that’s just it. You’re my brother… it’s not right… it’s disgusting.”
“Inuyasha, you are half demon, and this is something demons do all the time. That taboo is only for humans. In fact, our father and my mother were siblings.”
“Seriously?! No wonder you’re so fucked up.”
“Indeed, it is what makes me such a powerful demon.”
“How come I never knew that?”
“You never asked.”
“Yeah… well, even if I wanted to… you know. I don’t even know what to do.”
“You don’t have to ‘do’ anything, Inuyasha, and there is nothing to ‘know’. We are not having sex, so all you need to do is relax. I will take care everything.”
“If we’re not having… sex, then what are we having?”
“I told you, I’m just going to make you feel better, that’s all,” and Sesshomaru shut him up with another kiss before he could say anything else, a long, deep, wet kiss this time, which made Inuyasha forget what was bothering him.
As he tried to commit to memory every texture and taste of the inside of his brother‘s mouth, Sesshomaru allowed his hands to wander down his brother’s thin body, purposely staying away from his battered ass, and instead found a hard nipple to tease with his claws and then followed with his mouth, letting his tongue dance over his flesh and his teeth gently nip. He could hear his brother’s heart pounding a little harder as he worked his mouth down to the tip of his erect cock, and once again, he was stopped.
“No,” Inuyasha said, as he protected his privates with his hands.
“What’s wrong, Inuyasha?”
“I don’t want you to see me.”
“Why?” He asked, as he slid his body up to face him.
“Because I’m a… freak,” he said, and pulled the blanket back over himself.
“You are not a freak, Inuyasha. You’re beautiful.”
“Keh, yeah-right.”
“Fine. I will not look at you, but you must, at least, let me touch you,” he waited for an answer that didn’t come. “Okay?” He said in ‘Inuyasha-speak’.
“Okay,” he agreed, and Sesshomaru kissed him on his lips while he let his hand do all the work, slowly working it past his chest, then hips, then thighs, and then snuck his way via inner thigh to the small, perfectly round balls that fit snugly in his large hand.
The sudden warmth on that particular area made Inuyasha jump slightly and he sucked in a large breath of air as this ‘not sex’ was starting to get too intense for him. However, he didn’t stop it this time; he let Sesshomaru continue because, honestly, it just felt too good to stop. This must be what Sesshomaru meant when he told him he was going to make him feel better, because he definitely did… feel better.
Sesshomaru’s tongue left his brother’s mouth so Inuyasha could breathe and went to work on his neck instead, while his hand left his balls for his cock.
Inuyasha was already so hard, but as his brother’s hand gripped his shaft and maneuvered up and down, he became harder than he’d ever been in his life -- he‘d never before permitted it. He really did have magic hands, was all that came to his clouded mind. However, the feeling was becoming so intense that he thought he was going to explode, and he squeezed his eyes shut and continued to take in huge gulps of air only to let them out in long, sinful sounding moans, until he could stand no more and tried to get him to stop with shouts of, “No! Please, stop!”
But Sesshomaru didn’t stop this time. He knew his brother was close to completion, so he wasn’t going to stop now, that would be too cruel -- he’d thank him later; he was sure of it. Finally, he watched as his brother arched his back high and frantically moved his hips, and gave a final loud scream of pleasure as he came hard into his hand. And Sesshomaru allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he continued to watch his little brother ride the wave of an orgasm he had been holding inside for over a century.
As Inuyasha’s body twitched and trembled from the high, his moans turned into sobs, which he covered up by putting his hands over his face to hide himself from his brother’s eyes.
Sesshomaru was horrified by his reaction. He had tried to be understanding; he knew that his brother was sensitive lately and cried constantly, but this was a most inappropriate time for it. Sesshomaru knew he was good, but he had never brought anyone to tears before, at least, not in bed. “Inuyasha, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Inuyasha shook his head ‘no’ to his brother’s relief; he was starting to worry he had injured him somehow. Maybe his anatomy was different with this condition he was in. He gently pried Inuyasha’s hands from his face to talk to him, “What is it, little one? Why are you crying?”
“I don’t know… I’m sorry. It’s just… I love you… so much,” he said, finally opening his eyes to meet his brother’s.
Sesshomaru shook his head and smiled. He was truly touched by his little brother’s confession, and he gave him a little kiss on his lips before he said; “Now it’s your turn to keep up your end of the bargain.”
“Huh?” Inuyasha was honestly confused. Did he make a bargain? He was hoping Sesshomaru wasn’t expecting him to do the same thing to him -- he didn’t think he could get up the energy to do anything right now, plus he wasn’t sure he could remember how.
“You promised you would eat, little brother. Did you forget?”
“Oh. No… I… didn’t forget.” Actually, he was suddenly starving.
And Sesshomaru handed him his bowl of stew, which Inuyasha finished to the last spoonful, keeping up his end of the bargain.
To be continued…