InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Handbook: A Romance ❯ Chapter Twenty-Five ( Chapter 25 )
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By: donatella 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.03.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 452 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.03.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 452 | Status: Completed
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Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Twenty-Five
There was much that needed to be discussed about how to bring Inuyasha’s child into the world without killing Inuyasha. Kagome had insisted on seeing Sesshomaru to tell him not to let the doctor’s plan proceed and that her method would be much safer and better for his mate. However, Sesshomaru was not interested in her opinion since she was the last person he trusted for advice on his brother’s health and well-being. Then again, he wasn’t thrilled with the doctors plan either, which required breaking Inuyasha’s pelvic bone to allow more room for the baby to move through; while Kagome’s plan was to cut him open and take the baby out -- neither sounded very acceptable.
Since the old miko insisted that the baby needed to come out very soon and it was up to Sesshomaru to make the final decision on how to proceed; he decided to hear the two arguments in question allowing the young, bitch priestess to make her case as well. He set up a meeting at the old miko’s hut which included anyone who had an opinion on his mate and child, all except Inuyasha that is, since no one wanted to upset him with gruesome details of his child’s delivery.
They sat around the small hut ready to make their arguments heard to Sesshomaru whom had the final word. The young, bitch priestess, Kagome, couldn’t keep her mouth shut for very long and so began the meeting by screeching out her explanation first, “Sesshomaru, with all due respect to the doctor, he doesn’t know the first thing about delivering a baby. You can’t let him do that to Inuyasha!”
“Excuse me, priestess, but how many babies have you delivered?” the doctor asked her.
“Well… none, but I’ve read about it and seen it done on TV. You just don’t go and break someone’s pelvis open like that -- it’s inhumane!”
“TV?” the doctor was puzzled, as they all were, but Kagome ignored her little slip.
“You are hardly one to judge ‘inhumane’ behavior, priestess, after torturing my brother with countless body slams you commanded on a whim,” Sesshomaru was losing patients with her.
“Sesshomaru, please just listen to me, all we have to do is make a small cut in Inuyasha’s abdomen and just take the baby out. It’s done all the time where I come from and it’s very safe, I promise,” she pleaded.
“It is barbaric,” the doctor scoffed, “I have never heard of such a thing. It would cause him to bleed to death, and what if the baby were to be cut? No, I cannot recommend this girl’s procedure. The only time a body is cut open to retrieve a baby is after the mother has died and there is no other way to save the baby, but I will not cut open a live person.”
“He’s a half-demon; he’ll heal quickly,” she insisted.
“He will not heal quickly enough. He will already be weakened by blood loss; it is that which kills the transformed males to begin with. The last thing we want to do is make him lose more blood.”
“I am afraid I must agree with the doctor, Kagome. I am sure that in your world this procedure is done safely all the time, but this is a very different kind of birth; it requires a different approach,” Kaede explained, “Ye must remember that Inuyasha is still male; just because a technique works on females does not mean it will work on him.”
“I only want what’s best for Inuyasha.”
“I know, child. That is what we all want.”
xxxoooxxx
“So, what should I do?” Inuyasha asked Miroku through the window of his bedroom.
“Hmm, it’s an interesting dilemma. How badly did you hurt him,” Miroku asked.
“I don’t know. He seems okay -- he just can’t get hard.”
“Well, he should be all healed by now. You just need to try again, but put a little more effort into it.”
“That’s the problem -- I don’t know how. You’re supposed to be helping me with this.”
“It’s very simple, Inuyasha, just do what he likes.”
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t need you.”
“He’s your mate, how can you not know what he likes?”
“I don’t really pay attention.”
“Wow, what a guy,” Miroku was stunned at Inuyasha’s lack of bedroom etiquette.
“Come on; I didn’t know I was supposed to. He told me not to think about anything.”
“You mean you’ve been letting him do all the work? Poor Sesshomaru.”
“Not all the work; I do some things.”
“Look Inuyasha, you have to start being a little less selfish in bed if you want to have a happy mate -- take it from me.”
“I feel bad enough; do you have to rub it in?”
“Fine. Let’s start with some fellatio.”
“What?”
“Here, I can use my staff to demonstrate,” and Miroku proceeded to mold his lips around the wooden tip of his staff while leaning the metal business end on the ground.
Inuyasha watched as the monk licked up and down the rod as if it were coated in honey, and then he seemed to swallow a great deal of its length only to spit it back up in order to swallow again. Inuyasha was quite fascinated with the monk’s skill, though not surprised one bit, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could master the technique quickly enough to perform it on his mate. He could clearly remember Sesshomaru doing this to him, but only how it felt and not the actual maneuvers used. He was glad that Miroku was willing to teach him everything he knew.
“How do you get it so far down your throat?” Inuyasha asked.
Miroku gave a little cough and said, “Just relax the throat muscles and it’ll go right down.” He brought the staff up high perpendicular to the ground and threw his head back far as he tried to give his pupil a closer look on swallowing something much larger than one’s mouth. “You’ll need to practice this for Sesshomaru -- he’s huge.”
“How do you know that?”
“Uh… just a guess.”
xxxoooxxx
“Then it is settled. The doctor will do as he see’s fit; you will not interfere, priestess,” Sesshomaru said, and he got up to leave the small group and return to Inuyasha.
As he made his way home, he could clearly detect the scent of the monk somewhere nearby, too near. He stopped at his front door, concentrated on the direction of the scent, and followed it to Inuyasha’s window. He stopped in his tracks before they could see him and he peaked around the corner to spy on what they were up to.
When he saw the ridiculous scene before him, he had to hold in his laughter. The monk was blowing his staff as Inuyasha looked on intently. Obviously a lesson, Sesshomaru thought, and he was happy to see that Inuyasha had decided to do something about their sex life and his own broken staff. It was too adorable; Inuyasha could be so cute sometimes, he thought, and it warmed his heart so much that he wasn’t even angry with the monk for being at his window again and found he was able to forgive him. So, he backed away from them and decided to play ignorant of the scene. Most of all, he wanted to see how well Inuyasha had paid attention to his teacher and what he had learned.
Sesshomaru walked into the house making as much noise as possible to give Inuyasha and the monk ample warning of his arrival. When he slid the door open to their bedroom, he found Inuyasha in bed with a too innocent look on his face, casually playing with his puppy.
Inuyasha looked up as his brother entered, “Oh, you’re back,” he said.
“Yes. You weren’t too lonely, I hope,” Sesshomaru gave an ever so slight smirk with his words.
“No, puppy kept me company.”
“I see, and what did you do while I was gone?”
“Nnnothing.”
Inuyasha was a terrible liar, but it didn’t matter; his lie was to cover up something for him, so Sesshomaru let it slide. He walked across the room and sat down on the bed next to his mate and tried to make casual conversation, “I do hope you are not planning on naming our child ‘baby.’”
“Keh, I can’t think of nothing else. Are you feeling better?” Inuyasha asked, hopefully.
Sesshomaru had almost forgotten his feigned injury, “I am not certain.”
Inuyasha was a little disappointed by that answer; he had thought his brother would be all healed by now and he felt absolutely terrible for hurting him, especially there. He got up on his knees and threw his arms around Sesshomaru’s neck and with watery eyes he said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you -- I really am sorry,” he continued, as he kissed him on the lips. “I want to make it up to you.” He kissed him again as he let a few tears fall, “Please let me make it up to you.”
Sesshomaru was starting to feel a little guilty. Maybe he had taken this too far; he had forgotten how sensitive Inuyasha was lately, but if he told him the truth now it would only make him angry, so he ended the ruse as best he could. “Very well, little brother, but no more tears,” he told him as he dried his cheeks with his sleeve and took his face in his hands to give him a gentle kiss on the lips.
Inuyasha kissed him back, again and again, while he tried to control his tears for his brother. He was only starting to realize just how much he actually loved him, and how much he loved fucking, and now he wanted nothing more than to show his brother through his actions exactly how he felt.
As Inuyasha kissed his beautiful brother’s face, his hands went to work on disrobing every piece of clothing that got in the way of his brother’s equally beautiful body. How did he not notice all this beauty before? And it was all his -- he must remember to take better care of it in the future and not take his brother for granted. Yes, he did take his brother for granted; he saw that now. Sesshomaru had been so good to him, treated him so well; he did everything for him, and now it was time for Inuyasha to show some appreciation.
Sesshomaru allowed Inuyasha to worship his body with his gentle kisses and light caresses to his skin. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone had given his body so much loving attention, and that was mostly his own fault for not allowing it. He always had to take control, even in bed, but Inuyasha needed to do this to release his guilt, so Sesshomaru let him, besides he was very interested to see what skills he had picked up from the monk.
As a now naked Sesshomaru reclined against the many large pillows atop the bed, looking most comfortable, Inuyasha decided that he should be allowed to stay that way and not lift a finger while he pleasured him, and Sesshomaru happily complied. Inuyasha lowered his kisses down his brother’s neck where he gently nibbled his way across the elegantly shaped collar bone, and then sucked the perfect pink nipple just below.
The beautiful body was so hard under the soft, white skin, so perfectly made that it didn’t seem real. Only the warmth it radiated distinguished it from a fine marble sculpture. How is it that he had never noticed the exquisiteness of his brother’s torso before? He was truly a work of art that demanded admiration; and yet, he punched and abused his brother’s body -- shame on him, and he sighed with hot breath on the little nub of flesh at his tongue. His disgrace only made him want to work harder at pleasing his big brother; he deserved it and so much more.
He was so lucky to have him as his mate, he thought to himself, as he ran his tongue down the tight muscles of his abdomen, stopping occasionally to kiss and suck at the flesh he found there. Why has he never done this before, he asked himself; his brother tasted so wonderful and he was having so much fun doing something for him. However, he had not gotten to the difficult part yet, and he re-ran Miroku’s instructions in his head as he made his way down to the broken member.
When Inuyasha finally reached the white, silken hair just below the small, perfectly shaped navel, he began to feel a little nervous at the thought of what he had to do next -- he’d never done anything like this before, and it was a bit intimidating, especially since Sesshomaru was so expertly skilled at this very act. What would he think if Inuyasha made some stupid mistake? In fact, he remembered being intimidated even when he was on the receiving end of Sesshomaru’s proficient mouth.
Inuyasha had to calm down. He can get through this. Certainly, he’s done more difficult things in his life -- he killed Naraku, for god sake! Nevertheless, he just didn’t want to disappoint his brother, not again, not this time; so, he took a deep breath and plunged in, and hoped he wouldn’t embarrass himself too much -- he’ll just do his best.
Sesshomaru was delighted with his little brother’s determination to pleasure him. He could sense Inuyasha’s apprehension and admired his willingness to go through with it despite his fears, but this was something he needed to do, more for himself than for Sesshomaru. So he decided to make it easy for him; he wouldn’t hold back his erection anymore and he’ll try to come quickly so that his pregnant mate wouldn’t have to spend too much time in that uncomfortable position, though he was still undecided on whether to allow Inuyasha to swallow or not. He smiled as he watched his brother kneel between his legs getting ready to take him in his mouth -- it was the sweetest gesture he had ever seen come from Inuyasha.
“It works!” Inuyasha exclaimed with a smile as he noticed the previously injured member starting to show life. He felt much better now knowing that he had not irreparably damaged his favorite part of his brother’s body, and he was now able to dive into the deed with renewed vigor and enthusiasm. He wet his lips and slid his tongue down the hardening shaft, then up to circle the circumference of the head, ever so gently so as not to re-injure anything. Then he remembered: ‘don’t forget the balls!’ Miroku had told him how important that was, so he stopped what he was doing to spend some time with them, taking them into his mouth one by one to swirl his tongue around each in turn.
It made Sesshomaru purr and shift position, bringing his knees up for Inuyasha to have easier access. What he didn’t expect was that his brother had found another place to put his tongue. ‘No one has done this to me in ages,’ he thought to himself, as he felt Inuyasha now circle the rim of his opening and then force his tongue inside the darkness of the hole. The sensation was mesmerizing, and he mentally congratulated the monk for being such a good teacher -- he was glad he didn’t kill him after all.
As Inuyasha bobbed his tongue in and out and sucked at the flesh, he couldn’t help notice how Sesshomaru even had a beautiful ass hole; how many people can say that? He let his hands fondle his brother’s perfectly round balls as he continued his delicate licking, and when he thought that Sesshomaru had had enough, he decided it was time to finish him off. He adjusted his position on his knees, and went to take his brother in his mouth when he stopped. There before him was the grandest cock he’d ever seen, not that he’d seen that many, but it was truly impressive by any standard; awe inspired would be a good description of how Inuyasha felt when he laid eyes upon the fully erect grandeur that was Sesshomaru. Now how could Inuyasha not notice that? Truthfully, he’d never gotten a good look at it before; it was always hidden inside him where he couldn’t see it; and though despite its sheer beauty and magnificence, Inuyasha was going to have to get that thing in his mouth -- the thought made him a little queasy, but he was still determined not to disappoint his brother.
He opened his jaws as wide as they would go and took the massive thing into his mouth and slid his head down to take in as much as he could, which wasn’t very much. He tried to remember what Miroku had told him about this potential problem, so he made up the difference using both his hands, though he probably could have used a third. He tried again to widen his jaws and managed to inch his way past the head as his hands worked in synchronization with his sucking mouth. He tried not to forget to keep his teeth clear of the fragile skin, but there was so much to remember, and now his jaws were starting to ache from the unnatural position he held them in for too long.
He wasn’t going to stop though, especially since Sesshomaru seemed to be enjoying it so much. Inuyasha could hear definite moans coming from his brother as he had started to pump his hips up toward his head. No, he wouldn’t stop now, he had to finish this, and thankfully, he recalled an important piece of information that Miroku had stressed: ‘if you need him to come quickly, just use a finger,’ so that’s what he did.
He removed one of his hands from its current job and slid it down to cup the balls that were waiting patiently for some more attention, and then extended his middle finger to search for that beautiful hole. Once found he forced his finger through the muscled rim and on to that special spot his teacher told him to feel for. He knew he found it when his brother twitched slightly and exhaled a loud groan.
When Inuyasha brushed his finger over the spot again, Sesshomaru grabbed his brother’s head with his hands and pushed him down into his groin, trying to get himself deeper into the hot, wet mouth that was disappointingly too small for him to fit any further. He would have liked this to last forever, but he thought he heard his little brother choking on that last shove into his mouth; he needed to come now before he actually hurt him, so he let himself go, shooting his seemingly endless seed down his mate’s throat.
With those hands still tightly pushing down on his head, Inuyasha had no choice but to drink him down as best he could, which wasn’t easy with his mouth stuffed full, but he managed with only some minor choking. He knew his job was almost done now, so he continued to suck and fondle until the monster member before him deflated into something much less scary -- and it was over.
He had done it; and he was happy with himself that he didn’t make any major mistakes, and it appeared that he had made his brother very happy, which was most important. He crawled up on top of Sesshomaru’s body to meet him face to face where he found a smile awaiting him. Inuyasha gave his brother a big smile back and allowed his brother to wipe the corners of his mouth with his fingers before kissing his lips.
Sesshomaru looked at his beautiful and now selfless, pregnant mate and said, “I accept your apology, little brother.”
To be continued…
Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy.
Chapter Twenty-Five
There was much that needed to be discussed about how to bring Inuyasha’s child into the world without killing Inuyasha. Kagome had insisted on seeing Sesshomaru to tell him not to let the doctor’s plan proceed and that her method would be much safer and better for his mate. However, Sesshomaru was not interested in her opinion since she was the last person he trusted for advice on his brother’s health and well-being. Then again, he wasn’t thrilled with the doctors plan either, which required breaking Inuyasha’s pelvic bone to allow more room for the baby to move through; while Kagome’s plan was to cut him open and take the baby out -- neither sounded very acceptable.
Since the old miko insisted that the baby needed to come out very soon and it was up to Sesshomaru to make the final decision on how to proceed; he decided to hear the two arguments in question allowing the young, bitch priestess to make her case as well. He set up a meeting at the old miko’s hut which included anyone who had an opinion on his mate and child, all except Inuyasha that is, since no one wanted to upset him with gruesome details of his child’s delivery.
They sat around the small hut ready to make their arguments heard to Sesshomaru whom had the final word. The young, bitch priestess, Kagome, couldn’t keep her mouth shut for very long and so began the meeting by screeching out her explanation first, “Sesshomaru, with all due respect to the doctor, he doesn’t know the first thing about delivering a baby. You can’t let him do that to Inuyasha!”
“Excuse me, priestess, but how many babies have you delivered?” the doctor asked her.
“Well… none, but I’ve read about it and seen it done on TV. You just don’t go and break someone’s pelvis open like that -- it’s inhumane!”
“TV?” the doctor was puzzled, as they all were, but Kagome ignored her little slip.
“You are hardly one to judge ‘inhumane’ behavior, priestess, after torturing my brother with countless body slams you commanded on a whim,” Sesshomaru was losing patients with her.
“Sesshomaru, please just listen to me, all we have to do is make a small cut in Inuyasha’s abdomen and just take the baby out. It’s done all the time where I come from and it’s very safe, I promise,” she pleaded.
“It is barbaric,” the doctor scoffed, “I have never heard of such a thing. It would cause him to bleed to death, and what if the baby were to be cut? No, I cannot recommend this girl’s procedure. The only time a body is cut open to retrieve a baby is after the mother has died and there is no other way to save the baby, but I will not cut open a live person.”
“He’s a half-demon; he’ll heal quickly,” she insisted.
“He will not heal quickly enough. He will already be weakened by blood loss; it is that which kills the transformed males to begin with. The last thing we want to do is make him lose more blood.”
“I am afraid I must agree with the doctor, Kagome. I am sure that in your world this procedure is done safely all the time, but this is a very different kind of birth; it requires a different approach,” Kaede explained, “Ye must remember that Inuyasha is still male; just because a technique works on females does not mean it will work on him.”
“I only want what’s best for Inuyasha.”
“I know, child. That is what we all want.”
xxxoooxxx
“So, what should I do?” Inuyasha asked Miroku through the window of his bedroom.
“Hmm, it’s an interesting dilemma. How badly did you hurt him,” Miroku asked.
“I don’t know. He seems okay -- he just can’t get hard.”
“Well, he should be all healed by now. You just need to try again, but put a little more effort into it.”
“That’s the problem -- I don’t know how. You’re supposed to be helping me with this.”
“It’s very simple, Inuyasha, just do what he likes.”
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t need you.”
“He’s your mate, how can you not know what he likes?”
“I don’t really pay attention.”
“Wow, what a guy,” Miroku was stunned at Inuyasha’s lack of bedroom etiquette.
“Come on; I didn’t know I was supposed to. He told me not to think about anything.”
“You mean you’ve been letting him do all the work? Poor Sesshomaru.”
“Not all the work; I do some things.”
“Look Inuyasha, you have to start being a little less selfish in bed if you want to have a happy mate -- take it from me.”
“I feel bad enough; do you have to rub it in?”
“Fine. Let’s start with some fellatio.”
“What?”
“Here, I can use my staff to demonstrate,” and Miroku proceeded to mold his lips around the wooden tip of his staff while leaning the metal business end on the ground.
Inuyasha watched as the monk licked up and down the rod as if it were coated in honey, and then he seemed to swallow a great deal of its length only to spit it back up in order to swallow again. Inuyasha was quite fascinated with the monk’s skill, though not surprised one bit, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could master the technique quickly enough to perform it on his mate. He could clearly remember Sesshomaru doing this to him, but only how it felt and not the actual maneuvers used. He was glad that Miroku was willing to teach him everything he knew.
“How do you get it so far down your throat?” Inuyasha asked.
Miroku gave a little cough and said, “Just relax the throat muscles and it’ll go right down.” He brought the staff up high perpendicular to the ground and threw his head back far as he tried to give his pupil a closer look on swallowing something much larger than one’s mouth. “You’ll need to practice this for Sesshomaru -- he’s huge.”
“How do you know that?”
“Uh… just a guess.”
xxxoooxxx
“Then it is settled. The doctor will do as he see’s fit; you will not interfere, priestess,” Sesshomaru said, and he got up to leave the small group and return to Inuyasha.
As he made his way home, he could clearly detect the scent of the monk somewhere nearby, too near. He stopped at his front door, concentrated on the direction of the scent, and followed it to Inuyasha’s window. He stopped in his tracks before they could see him and he peaked around the corner to spy on what they were up to.
When he saw the ridiculous scene before him, he had to hold in his laughter. The monk was blowing his staff as Inuyasha looked on intently. Obviously a lesson, Sesshomaru thought, and he was happy to see that Inuyasha had decided to do something about their sex life and his own broken staff. It was too adorable; Inuyasha could be so cute sometimes, he thought, and it warmed his heart so much that he wasn’t even angry with the monk for being at his window again and found he was able to forgive him. So, he backed away from them and decided to play ignorant of the scene. Most of all, he wanted to see how well Inuyasha had paid attention to his teacher and what he had learned.
Sesshomaru walked into the house making as much noise as possible to give Inuyasha and the monk ample warning of his arrival. When he slid the door open to their bedroom, he found Inuyasha in bed with a too innocent look on his face, casually playing with his puppy.
Inuyasha looked up as his brother entered, “Oh, you’re back,” he said.
“Yes. You weren’t too lonely, I hope,” Sesshomaru gave an ever so slight smirk with his words.
“No, puppy kept me company.”
“I see, and what did you do while I was gone?”
“Nnnothing.”
Inuyasha was a terrible liar, but it didn’t matter; his lie was to cover up something for him, so Sesshomaru let it slide. He walked across the room and sat down on the bed next to his mate and tried to make casual conversation, “I do hope you are not planning on naming our child ‘baby.’”
“Keh, I can’t think of nothing else. Are you feeling better?” Inuyasha asked, hopefully.
Sesshomaru had almost forgotten his feigned injury, “I am not certain.”
Inuyasha was a little disappointed by that answer; he had thought his brother would be all healed by now and he felt absolutely terrible for hurting him, especially there. He got up on his knees and threw his arms around Sesshomaru’s neck and with watery eyes he said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you -- I really am sorry,” he continued, as he kissed him on the lips. “I want to make it up to you.” He kissed him again as he let a few tears fall, “Please let me make it up to you.”
Sesshomaru was starting to feel a little guilty. Maybe he had taken this too far; he had forgotten how sensitive Inuyasha was lately, but if he told him the truth now it would only make him angry, so he ended the ruse as best he could. “Very well, little brother, but no more tears,” he told him as he dried his cheeks with his sleeve and took his face in his hands to give him a gentle kiss on the lips.
Inuyasha kissed him back, again and again, while he tried to control his tears for his brother. He was only starting to realize just how much he actually loved him, and how much he loved fucking, and now he wanted nothing more than to show his brother through his actions exactly how he felt.
As Inuyasha kissed his beautiful brother’s face, his hands went to work on disrobing every piece of clothing that got in the way of his brother’s equally beautiful body. How did he not notice all this beauty before? And it was all his -- he must remember to take better care of it in the future and not take his brother for granted. Yes, he did take his brother for granted; he saw that now. Sesshomaru had been so good to him, treated him so well; he did everything for him, and now it was time for Inuyasha to show some appreciation.
Sesshomaru allowed Inuyasha to worship his body with his gentle kisses and light caresses to his skin. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone had given his body so much loving attention, and that was mostly his own fault for not allowing it. He always had to take control, even in bed, but Inuyasha needed to do this to release his guilt, so Sesshomaru let him, besides he was very interested to see what skills he had picked up from the monk.
As a now naked Sesshomaru reclined against the many large pillows atop the bed, looking most comfortable, Inuyasha decided that he should be allowed to stay that way and not lift a finger while he pleasured him, and Sesshomaru happily complied. Inuyasha lowered his kisses down his brother’s neck where he gently nibbled his way across the elegantly shaped collar bone, and then sucked the perfect pink nipple just below.
The beautiful body was so hard under the soft, white skin, so perfectly made that it didn’t seem real. Only the warmth it radiated distinguished it from a fine marble sculpture. How is it that he had never noticed the exquisiteness of his brother’s torso before? He was truly a work of art that demanded admiration; and yet, he punched and abused his brother’s body -- shame on him, and he sighed with hot breath on the little nub of flesh at his tongue. His disgrace only made him want to work harder at pleasing his big brother; he deserved it and so much more.
He was so lucky to have him as his mate, he thought to himself, as he ran his tongue down the tight muscles of his abdomen, stopping occasionally to kiss and suck at the flesh he found there. Why has he never done this before, he asked himself; his brother tasted so wonderful and he was having so much fun doing something for him. However, he had not gotten to the difficult part yet, and he re-ran Miroku’s instructions in his head as he made his way down to the broken member.
When Inuyasha finally reached the white, silken hair just below the small, perfectly shaped navel, he began to feel a little nervous at the thought of what he had to do next -- he’d never done anything like this before, and it was a bit intimidating, especially since Sesshomaru was so expertly skilled at this very act. What would he think if Inuyasha made some stupid mistake? In fact, he remembered being intimidated even when he was on the receiving end of Sesshomaru’s proficient mouth.
Inuyasha had to calm down. He can get through this. Certainly, he’s done more difficult things in his life -- he killed Naraku, for god sake! Nevertheless, he just didn’t want to disappoint his brother, not again, not this time; so, he took a deep breath and plunged in, and hoped he wouldn’t embarrass himself too much -- he’ll just do his best.
Sesshomaru was delighted with his little brother’s determination to pleasure him. He could sense Inuyasha’s apprehension and admired his willingness to go through with it despite his fears, but this was something he needed to do, more for himself than for Sesshomaru. So he decided to make it easy for him; he wouldn’t hold back his erection anymore and he’ll try to come quickly so that his pregnant mate wouldn’t have to spend too much time in that uncomfortable position, though he was still undecided on whether to allow Inuyasha to swallow or not. He smiled as he watched his brother kneel between his legs getting ready to take him in his mouth -- it was the sweetest gesture he had ever seen come from Inuyasha.
“It works!” Inuyasha exclaimed with a smile as he noticed the previously injured member starting to show life. He felt much better now knowing that he had not irreparably damaged his favorite part of his brother’s body, and he was now able to dive into the deed with renewed vigor and enthusiasm. He wet his lips and slid his tongue down the hardening shaft, then up to circle the circumference of the head, ever so gently so as not to re-injure anything. Then he remembered: ‘don’t forget the balls!’ Miroku had told him how important that was, so he stopped what he was doing to spend some time with them, taking them into his mouth one by one to swirl his tongue around each in turn.
It made Sesshomaru purr and shift position, bringing his knees up for Inuyasha to have easier access. What he didn’t expect was that his brother had found another place to put his tongue. ‘No one has done this to me in ages,’ he thought to himself, as he felt Inuyasha now circle the rim of his opening and then force his tongue inside the darkness of the hole. The sensation was mesmerizing, and he mentally congratulated the monk for being such a good teacher -- he was glad he didn’t kill him after all.
As Inuyasha bobbed his tongue in and out and sucked at the flesh, he couldn’t help notice how Sesshomaru even had a beautiful ass hole; how many people can say that? He let his hands fondle his brother’s perfectly round balls as he continued his delicate licking, and when he thought that Sesshomaru had had enough, he decided it was time to finish him off. He adjusted his position on his knees, and went to take his brother in his mouth when he stopped. There before him was the grandest cock he’d ever seen, not that he’d seen that many, but it was truly impressive by any standard; awe inspired would be a good description of how Inuyasha felt when he laid eyes upon the fully erect grandeur that was Sesshomaru. Now how could Inuyasha not notice that? Truthfully, he’d never gotten a good look at it before; it was always hidden inside him where he couldn’t see it; and though despite its sheer beauty and magnificence, Inuyasha was going to have to get that thing in his mouth -- the thought made him a little queasy, but he was still determined not to disappoint his brother.
He opened his jaws as wide as they would go and took the massive thing into his mouth and slid his head down to take in as much as he could, which wasn’t very much. He tried to remember what Miroku had told him about this potential problem, so he made up the difference using both his hands, though he probably could have used a third. He tried again to widen his jaws and managed to inch his way past the head as his hands worked in synchronization with his sucking mouth. He tried not to forget to keep his teeth clear of the fragile skin, but there was so much to remember, and now his jaws were starting to ache from the unnatural position he held them in for too long.
He wasn’t going to stop though, especially since Sesshomaru seemed to be enjoying it so much. Inuyasha could hear definite moans coming from his brother as he had started to pump his hips up toward his head. No, he wouldn’t stop now, he had to finish this, and thankfully, he recalled an important piece of information that Miroku had stressed: ‘if you need him to come quickly, just use a finger,’ so that’s what he did.
He removed one of his hands from its current job and slid it down to cup the balls that were waiting patiently for some more attention, and then extended his middle finger to search for that beautiful hole. Once found he forced his finger through the muscled rim and on to that special spot his teacher told him to feel for. He knew he found it when his brother twitched slightly and exhaled a loud groan.
When Inuyasha brushed his finger over the spot again, Sesshomaru grabbed his brother’s head with his hands and pushed him down into his groin, trying to get himself deeper into the hot, wet mouth that was disappointingly too small for him to fit any further. He would have liked this to last forever, but he thought he heard his little brother choking on that last shove into his mouth; he needed to come now before he actually hurt him, so he let himself go, shooting his seemingly endless seed down his mate’s throat.
With those hands still tightly pushing down on his head, Inuyasha had no choice but to drink him down as best he could, which wasn’t easy with his mouth stuffed full, but he managed with only some minor choking. He knew his job was almost done now, so he continued to suck and fondle until the monster member before him deflated into something much less scary -- and it was over.
He had done it; and he was happy with himself that he didn’t make any major mistakes, and it appeared that he had made his brother very happy, which was most important. He crawled up on top of Sesshomaru’s body to meet him face to face where he found a smile awaiting him. Inuyasha gave his brother a big smile back and allowed his brother to wipe the corners of his mouth with his fingers before kissing his lips.
Sesshomaru looked at his beautiful and now selfless, pregnant mate and said, “I accept your apology, little brother.”
To be continued…