InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Handbook: A Romance ❯ Chapter Twenty ( Chapter 20 )
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By: donatella 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.04.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 662 | Status: Work In Progress
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.04.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 662 | 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 everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Twenty
And so, it finally came to pass that Inuyasha was pregnant with child and would live for at least another nine months until the birth of that child, but that was something neither of them wanted to think about now. Instead, they wanted to concentrate on getting Inuyasha through the next nine months, which would probably be easier for Inuyasha than for Sesshomaru who had to put up with the hormonal extremeness of his excessively horny, incredibly irrational and overly emotional pregnant brother.
Just as with expecting females, Inuyasha experienced all the same aches and pains, swollen feet and morning sickness, which Sesshomaru found particularly distasteful, but he put up with it all and used that steel fortitude of his to keep his temper at bay and be understanding to his brother in his current condition. He reread the chapters in the doctor’s book on transformed male pregnancy and went about to do everything the book recommended, which meant sending Jaken on many errands for new clothes and exotic foods to keep Inuyasha happy.
Though Inuyasha was not exactly pleased with the thought of being pregnant for the next nine months, he had come to terms with the idea that there was little he could do about his situation anymore, and he did enjoy being spoiled by his brother who had become very attentive to all his needs. Inuyasha only need ask, and Sesshomaru delivered, which he had to admit was quite nice.
Inuyasha’s sexual appetite was also on high… again; in fact, he was insatiable, and his brother took every opportunity to satisfy that as well. Whether he was in the mood or not, he found a way to please his brother, or at least keep him quiet for a while.
Still, not everything was going so perfectly, the young miko, Kagome, had decided to stay in the village and study under Kaede, and it bothered Sesshomaru that she remained so close to Inuyasha. He was very happy Inuyasha had no memory of the girl, which the book explained was due to the failed romance that had not resulted in mating, and he would have the same memory loss for any other failed relationships. It was, after all, the entire cause of Inuyasha’s present condition and transformation. If they had only mated, none of this would have happened, was Sesshomaru’s reasoning, and he was somewhat correct. Inuyasha was so lonely and heartbroken after Kagome left him that he was uninterested in pursuing anyone else and probably had planned on living out his days all alone if she didn’t return. Of course, he didn’t know at the time that being alone would mean his transformation or death.
Nonetheless, whether Inuyasha remembered her or not, she was a fairly powerful priestess that Sesshomaru needed to be wary of, and he wondered what she might have planned and if he could trust her. He even thought about killing her, but didn’t want to upset anyone… yet. He decided he could wait and see what her intentions were before he did anything rash, and he needed the old miko, whom she lived with, to take care of Inuyasha, so he wanted to remain on friendly terms.
The other problem that had not subsided was Inuyasha’s nightmares. He would still whine in his sleep while running from the cat demon that constantly chased him. Sesshomaru couldn’t understand why his brother just couldn’t let this go, but he felt the nightly torment almost as much as Inuyasha did as the sound of his crying always broke his heart a little more each night, and tonight was no exception.
Inuyasha’s whining had awakened him once again, and now the nightly ritual needed to be performed if they were going to get any peace, so Sesshomaru woke up his brother to let him cry it out.
“Wake up, Inuyasha,” he said with a wide yawn, and then shook his arm gently.
Inuyasha gave a bloodcurdling, loud scream that must have woken the entire village, and certainly startled Sesshomaru wide-awake. He grabbed him by the arms and yelled, “Inuyasha! Wake up!” and he wanted to smack him across the face when he continued to cry out with more horrific screams, still apparently living in his nightmare of cat demons who rape young hanyous. When he still didn’t wake he shook him almost violently until he finally did, but Inuyasha was still in hysterics, crying and trembling as if the dreamed event had just happened. Sesshomaru did all he could to calm his brother down; he held him tightly as he tried to convince him that it was all just a dream, but Inuyasha remained inconsolable.
“It was only a dream, little brother. No one can hurt you.”
“It’s not a dream!” he insisted as he shook his head. “It’s not a fucking dream! He’s here! He wants to get me!”
“No one can get you in a dream, Inuyasha. It’s all in your head.”
“No, he can get me.”
“Then I won’t let him.” Sesshomaru was ready to give up; it seemed there was no convincing Inuyasha so he resorted to humoring him. “I won’t let anyone harm you, little brother.”
“You won’t let him?”
“No.”
“Okay,” he said, finally calm enough to see some reason, and he hugged his brother tightly, kissed him on his pointed ear, and whispered: “I trust you, big brother.” He gave his ear another kiss before he gently nibbled on the lobe and then kissed his way down the long, white skin of his neck.
This was one of those times when Sesshomaru really wasn’t in the mood and would have preferred to go back to sleep, but lately, more often than not, sex is what Inuyasha wanted after waking from a nightmare, so he tried to put himself in the frame of mind to please his crazy, hormonal mate. The faster he got this done, the sooner he could go back to sleep.
Inuyasha kissed back up his neck and lightly bit across his jaw line as he positioned himself over his brother’s reclining body, ending his lips on his mouth with long, deep kisses that allowed their tongues to tangle together. He seated himself on his mate’s member, stroking it with his wet lips before taking him inside and enveloping the hard flesh.
As he rode his cock, he discovered something: during his upward motion, Sesshomaru let out a little gasp, just barely audible, but he did it again the next time Inuyasha moved upward and he was quite fascinated by this reaction since it was so unusual for his mate to have much of any reaction at all. He tried to figure out what was causing this gentle moan and he realized that he had control of some of those new, inner muscles. So he stopped his rise and fall, squeezed those muscles as tightly as he could, and he got a louder gasp out of Sesshomaru, which almost made him laugh, except that he didn’t want to spoil the mood.
“What are you doing?” Sesshomaru asked him in mid-moan.
“Do you like that?” He asked as he did it again this time resuming his hip movement.
His answer was a deep, long groan that he had never heard come out of his brother before. Apparently, he does like it, he thought, and he smiled at his ability to learn the art of lovemaking so quickly. He had finally found something that his brother actually enjoyed -- with feedback and everything. It was a momentous occasion, and Inuyasha was extremely proud of himself for discovering this little trick to put his brother in ecstasy.
He continued to use his little maneuver, practicing the control of the muscular tightening with the timing of his thrust, which was not as easy as it sounded, but he was getting quite good at it and he used his brother’s reactions in order to perfect the skill.
Sesshomaru didn’t seem to mind one bit that he was being used as a guinea pig for sexual prowess. It also helped that he was still half-asleep and probably didn’t even realize that he had been moaning aloud, but it seemed to have paid off, and he was quite content to continue what his brother had started. He latched his hands onto his brother’s hips, not to move him, but to simply have something to hold on to that would keep him anchored to the world around him as he fell deeper into this erotic trance his brother was putting him into.
As Inuyasha continued, Sesshomaru tossed his head back and sucked in a large breath through his teeth, trying very hard to keep himself detached from the incredible sensations of his brother’s interior sucking. He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing or how, but he had never experienced it before with anyone, male or female, and he wondered if it was the special arrangement of all his parts that allowed him to flex these muscles that other’s simply didn’t have. He didn’t really know and at the moment he didn’t care because he was about to have one of the best orgasms he’d ever had in his life.
Inuyasha started to move a little faster as his brother started to show signs of coming, and though he wasn’t ready himself, he just couldn’t waste this opportunity to see Sesshomaru express a climax with actual deep, guttural moans and contorted facial expressions -- this was too good to miss. He put his own needs on hold and worked his mate with those inner walls flexing and contracting around his stiff cock until he had Sesshomaru right where he wanted him, so he stopped all movement to see what would happen.
Sesshomaru could barely speak through his heavy panting, but he managed to get out a few words to his little brother: “Inuyasha… what… do you think… you’re doing?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t… stop… NOW!”
“Oh, sorry,” he said with a big grin on his face, and resumed his treatment of his poor brother’s aching cock. One upward stroke had Sesshomaru squeezing his eyes shut tight with a heavy intake of air. Two strokes and he was groaning; three and he was begging his brother not to stop. Finally, on the fourth stroke, Sesshomaru came with a force he didn’t think possible, and he let out one final long, throaty moan along with it.
Inuyasha almost giggled with delight as he watched his face distort with rapture and felt his cock twitch with release. It was all the satisfaction he needed, and maybe the best sex he had ever had, even if he didn’t come himself.
Sesshomaru continued to just lay there as if breathing were too difficult at the moment, and Inuyasha slid himself off his brother and laid down next to him resting his head on his heaving chest, and closed his eyes; and though the continuing noise just outside their window was a bit annoying, he fell into a peaceful sleep.
To be continued…
Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Twenty
And so, it finally came to pass that Inuyasha was pregnant with child and would live for at least another nine months until the birth of that child, but that was something neither of them wanted to think about now. Instead, they wanted to concentrate on getting Inuyasha through the next nine months, which would probably be easier for Inuyasha than for Sesshomaru who had to put up with the hormonal extremeness of his excessively horny, incredibly irrational and overly emotional pregnant brother.
Just as with expecting females, Inuyasha experienced all the same aches and pains, swollen feet and morning sickness, which Sesshomaru found particularly distasteful, but he put up with it all and used that steel fortitude of his to keep his temper at bay and be understanding to his brother in his current condition. He reread the chapters in the doctor’s book on transformed male pregnancy and went about to do everything the book recommended, which meant sending Jaken on many errands for new clothes and exotic foods to keep Inuyasha happy.
Though Inuyasha was not exactly pleased with the thought of being pregnant for the next nine months, he had come to terms with the idea that there was little he could do about his situation anymore, and he did enjoy being spoiled by his brother who had become very attentive to all his needs. Inuyasha only need ask, and Sesshomaru delivered, which he had to admit was quite nice.
Inuyasha’s sexual appetite was also on high… again; in fact, he was insatiable, and his brother took every opportunity to satisfy that as well. Whether he was in the mood or not, he found a way to please his brother, or at least keep him quiet for a while.
Still, not everything was going so perfectly, the young miko, Kagome, had decided to stay in the village and study under Kaede, and it bothered Sesshomaru that she remained so close to Inuyasha. He was very happy Inuyasha had no memory of the girl, which the book explained was due to the failed romance that had not resulted in mating, and he would have the same memory loss for any other failed relationships. It was, after all, the entire cause of Inuyasha’s present condition and transformation. If they had only mated, none of this would have happened, was Sesshomaru’s reasoning, and he was somewhat correct. Inuyasha was so lonely and heartbroken after Kagome left him that he was uninterested in pursuing anyone else and probably had planned on living out his days all alone if she didn’t return. Of course, he didn’t know at the time that being alone would mean his transformation or death.
Nonetheless, whether Inuyasha remembered her or not, she was a fairly powerful priestess that Sesshomaru needed to be wary of, and he wondered what she might have planned and if he could trust her. He even thought about killing her, but didn’t want to upset anyone… yet. He decided he could wait and see what her intentions were before he did anything rash, and he needed the old miko, whom she lived with, to take care of Inuyasha, so he wanted to remain on friendly terms.
The other problem that had not subsided was Inuyasha’s nightmares. He would still whine in his sleep while running from the cat demon that constantly chased him. Sesshomaru couldn’t understand why his brother just couldn’t let this go, but he felt the nightly torment almost as much as Inuyasha did as the sound of his crying always broke his heart a little more each night, and tonight was no exception.
Inuyasha’s whining had awakened him once again, and now the nightly ritual needed to be performed if they were going to get any peace, so Sesshomaru woke up his brother to let him cry it out.
“Wake up, Inuyasha,” he said with a wide yawn, and then shook his arm gently.
Inuyasha gave a bloodcurdling, loud scream that must have woken the entire village, and certainly startled Sesshomaru wide-awake. He grabbed him by the arms and yelled, “Inuyasha! Wake up!” and he wanted to smack him across the face when he continued to cry out with more horrific screams, still apparently living in his nightmare of cat demons who rape young hanyous. When he still didn’t wake he shook him almost violently until he finally did, but Inuyasha was still in hysterics, crying and trembling as if the dreamed event had just happened. Sesshomaru did all he could to calm his brother down; he held him tightly as he tried to convince him that it was all just a dream, but Inuyasha remained inconsolable.
“It was only a dream, little brother. No one can hurt you.”
“It’s not a dream!” he insisted as he shook his head. “It’s not a fucking dream! He’s here! He wants to get me!”
“No one can get you in a dream, Inuyasha. It’s all in your head.”
“No, he can get me.”
“Then I won’t let him.” Sesshomaru was ready to give up; it seemed there was no convincing Inuyasha so he resorted to humoring him. “I won’t let anyone harm you, little brother.”
“You won’t let him?”
“No.”
“Okay,” he said, finally calm enough to see some reason, and he hugged his brother tightly, kissed him on his pointed ear, and whispered: “I trust you, big brother.” He gave his ear another kiss before he gently nibbled on the lobe and then kissed his way down the long, white skin of his neck.
This was one of those times when Sesshomaru really wasn’t in the mood and would have preferred to go back to sleep, but lately, more often than not, sex is what Inuyasha wanted after waking from a nightmare, so he tried to put himself in the frame of mind to please his crazy, hormonal mate. The faster he got this done, the sooner he could go back to sleep.
Inuyasha kissed back up his neck and lightly bit across his jaw line as he positioned himself over his brother’s reclining body, ending his lips on his mouth with long, deep kisses that allowed their tongues to tangle together. He seated himself on his mate’s member, stroking it with his wet lips before taking him inside and enveloping the hard flesh.
As he rode his cock, he discovered something: during his upward motion, Sesshomaru let out a little gasp, just barely audible, but he did it again the next time Inuyasha moved upward and he was quite fascinated by this reaction since it was so unusual for his mate to have much of any reaction at all. He tried to figure out what was causing this gentle moan and he realized that he had control of some of those new, inner muscles. So he stopped his rise and fall, squeezed those muscles as tightly as he could, and he got a louder gasp out of Sesshomaru, which almost made him laugh, except that he didn’t want to spoil the mood.
“What are you doing?” Sesshomaru asked him in mid-moan.
“Do you like that?” He asked as he did it again this time resuming his hip movement.
His answer was a deep, long groan that he had never heard come out of his brother before. Apparently, he does like it, he thought, and he smiled at his ability to learn the art of lovemaking so quickly. He had finally found something that his brother actually enjoyed -- with feedback and everything. It was a momentous occasion, and Inuyasha was extremely proud of himself for discovering this little trick to put his brother in ecstasy.
He continued to use his little maneuver, practicing the control of the muscular tightening with the timing of his thrust, which was not as easy as it sounded, but he was getting quite good at it and he used his brother’s reactions in order to perfect the skill.
Sesshomaru didn’t seem to mind one bit that he was being used as a guinea pig for sexual prowess. It also helped that he was still half-asleep and probably didn’t even realize that he had been moaning aloud, but it seemed to have paid off, and he was quite content to continue what his brother had started. He latched his hands onto his brother’s hips, not to move him, but to simply have something to hold on to that would keep him anchored to the world around him as he fell deeper into this erotic trance his brother was putting him into.
As Inuyasha continued, Sesshomaru tossed his head back and sucked in a large breath through his teeth, trying very hard to keep himself detached from the incredible sensations of his brother’s interior sucking. He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing or how, but he had never experienced it before with anyone, male or female, and he wondered if it was the special arrangement of all his parts that allowed him to flex these muscles that other’s simply didn’t have. He didn’t really know and at the moment he didn’t care because he was about to have one of the best orgasms he’d ever had in his life.
Inuyasha started to move a little faster as his brother started to show signs of coming, and though he wasn’t ready himself, he just couldn’t waste this opportunity to see Sesshomaru express a climax with actual deep, guttural moans and contorted facial expressions -- this was too good to miss. He put his own needs on hold and worked his mate with those inner walls flexing and contracting around his stiff cock until he had Sesshomaru right where he wanted him, so he stopped all movement to see what would happen.
Sesshomaru could barely speak through his heavy panting, but he managed to get out a few words to his little brother: “Inuyasha… what… do you think… you’re doing?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t… stop… NOW!”
“Oh, sorry,” he said with a big grin on his face, and resumed his treatment of his poor brother’s aching cock. One upward stroke had Sesshomaru squeezing his eyes shut tight with a heavy intake of air. Two strokes and he was groaning; three and he was begging his brother not to stop. Finally, on the fourth stroke, Sesshomaru came with a force he didn’t think possible, and he let out one final long, throaty moan along with it.
Inuyasha almost giggled with delight as he watched his face distort with rapture and felt his cock twitch with release. It was all the satisfaction he needed, and maybe the best sex he had ever had, even if he didn’t come himself.
Sesshomaru continued to just lay there as if breathing were too difficult at the moment, and Inuyasha slid himself off his brother and laid down next to him resting his head on his heaving chest, and closed his eyes; and though the continuing noise just outside their window was a bit annoying, he fell into a peaceful sleep.
To be continued…