InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Last of Their Kind ❯ And a Hanyou in the Middle ( Chapter 5 )

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The Brothers find they ared not alone in the rain...

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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Martial Arts / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.20.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 7.3K | Visits: 717 | Status: Completed

Inuyasha woke after two hours and blinked his eyes. Sesshomaru was sleeping deeply next to him, face peaceful and relaxed. The hanyou propped his head up on his hand and watched him a while, wondering again why he was so tired. The youkai's skin was a hint pale as well; but maybe the reattached arm was to blame for that. He couldn't help tracing the crescent on his forehead, and smiled as Sesshomaru shivered in his sleep, his nipples even hardened as the delighted hanyou stroked his markings. The youkai murmured something and shifted closer to him, making Inuyasha feel warm and wanted. He nuzzled his brother's cheek, not sure if he should try and wake the sleeping youkai; he looked so peaceful, so relaxed and so accepting of his presence while he slept. Instead he watched him a while, pondering the many little mysterious things of the evening so far.

When he was so badly hurt, why hadn't he transformed? Tessaiga was lying by his clothes, far from his reach, yet he'd not even felt a hint of the burning violent change that would have stopped his death more surely than Tenseiga's power. Maybe he'd not been that close to death? Or was it that he'd had faith in Sesshomaru, that his brother wouldn't let him die like that here in this place. He did not need to fight to live, so he'd not transformed; was that it?

And also; what exactly had happened to Tenseiga? He knew it could revive the dead somehow, but he he'd actually only seen that sword in action once. It had been a slender, perfect kitana then. Unlike Tessaiga, which was battle scarred and seemingly dull, Tenseiga was a shining and according to Toutousai, perfect blade. He knew from Sesshomaru's reaction that Tenseiga had never transformed before. So why tonight? Was it because Sesshomaru had sought to save a life, rather than revive one?

“When mastered, Tenseiga can resurrect one-hundred lives, but the personwho wields it must be able to care, to have love in his heart to master it and this ultimate power!” Toutousai's old-man's wheeze echoed in his mind. He looked down at Sesshomaru's sleeping features; did this mean that Sesshomaru had finally learned to love… to love even his little brother? He flushed and felt his ears flatten as their more intimate moments came to mind; this wasn't love though, this was lust, wasn't it? Memories of Sesshomaru kissing him, touching him with gentle fingertips, spooning so close after they came that they never broke the fragile connection between them flashed in his head, confusing him further.

If Sesshomaru only felt lust for him, would he have come here again to meet him? Couldn't he or anyone else for that matter indulge desire with any willing or even purchased partner? Was his very presence here, his willingness to come be with Inuyasha again a sign he did care, possibly loved his little brother at last?

The hanyou drooped, actually whining in his distress; after a lifetime of abuse and anger, hatred and rejection, he simply was too afraid to trust this hopeful, pathetic train of thought. Sesshomaru simply wanted his body, and didn't he even say in the beginning that they both were slaves to their hormones? He dared not make more of this situation than was on the surface, not yet at least. He was going to keep his own treacherous, newly found affection for his brother all to himself. Besides, he couldn't mate with his brother; they couldn't have children, and Inuyasha had already decided that he wanted Kagome as a mate, if she would consentHH

. He whined again; she must never find out about this affair then. Kagome was human and just a little prudish. If she discovered that Inuyasha had been having sex with his own brother, she'd never let him come near her again. His mind flashed back to a short time before, something else odd about his brother…

“You are no fool in my eyes, Inuyasha. You can have no idea what this gesture means to me. I do not know what spurred me to attack you, but I will admit I was…” Sesshomaru had actually said that, and his eyes… something in his eyes had both warmed and terrified Inuyasha at once. “I am sorry you were injured.” The youkai had looked distressed, and breathless, as if he'd been scared. Scared? Scared of what though? Inuyasha rubbed his belly yet again.

“Was Sesshomaru scared of me dying? He looked a little guilty now I think about it…” That was just not possible though. Sesshomaru never showed regret, Inuyasha wasn't sure he cared about anyone else's pain really. Then again, he'd been careful when they had sex, making sure Inuyasha wouldn't be hurt or in immediate pain. He'd taken more care for him than himself; Inuyasha distinctly remembered that Sesshomaru had impaled himself with almost no stimulation beforehand. He'd teased and massaged the hanyou before penetrating him, hadn't he? He felt his face burning with embarrassment and his loins tightening as well. Dammit why was Sesshomaru still asleep? He didn't want to waste the night away waiting for the youkai to wake… He looked up and smelled rain suddenly. It had been coming in all day but he'd ignored it until now. They were mostly protected under a canopy of trees, and they didn't felt the cold anyway; why worry about rain? Inuyasha turned back to his brother and feeling torn by guilt and desire, leaned in and nuzzled his brother's cheek.

“Wake up, Sesshomaru. I never thought you were so lazy…” he whispered, hand sliding down the smoothly muscled chest. The youkai shifted a little, lips moving silently. Inuyasha licked his striped cheek and circled a nipple with his claw, finally pinching it gently. Again Sesshomaru shifted a little, now moaning so softly no human could have heard it. Inuyasha moved lower, nipping his jaw and chin then opening his mouth to suck and lap at his smooth neck. He pushed himself up over the prone body next to him, and then swung his leg over Sesshomaru's thighs, straddling him. He ran his hands over the sculpted torso and sides of the youkai, his mouth working across his collarbones, dipping his tongue into the hollow of his neck. Sesshomaru moaned again, his fingers twitching as his head rolled to the side.

“Wake up… wake u-u-up…” Inuyasha singsonged playfully as he pinched soft rose-colored nipples which raised chills of response from the prone youkai. “This is fun Sesshomaru… perverse but fun.” he chuckled. He leaned forward; his body parallel over Sesshomaru's and rubbed their genital together. His eyes half closed at the shiver and heat this caused in him. He smirked as Sesshomaru's member started growing hard, their shafts rubbing together, growing firmer with each soft lunge of Inuyasha's slender body against his brother's silken flesh.

Sesshomaru's awareness was still hazy, indistinct as he woke slowly under the stimulation his brother was giving him. He felt warm, and that damn tension was in his belly again. He felt something rub against his whole body; soft skin, hard flesh, and what was obviously a hardened shaft against his own, causing him to growl softly with desire. He left his eyes closed and lifted his arms to slide up Inuyasha's thighs, his hips and back, seeing the flesh under his fingers in his mind as he touched and stroked. The hanyou purred and pressed closer, shifting his hips side to side and feeling the hitch of his brothers belly as their members almost hooked together, pulling and causing friction between them. He watched his brother lick his lips and sniff the air, obviously catching the scent of their rising arousal. Leaning down the hanyou brushed his lips against Sesshomaru's, gratified when he pursed his mouth to gather the kiss from him. Sesshomaru's arms slid up around the hanyou's shoulders, but suddenly Inuyasha pulled away and stood over him. The youkai's eyes opened with a start as he watched the impish smile on his brother's mouth.

“I always liked rain.” Inuyasha said then leaped up into the trees and off to the plain just beyond them. Sesshomaru sat up, planting his hands in the grass and eyeing his erection ruefully.

“That little kissima… this isn't going away until he makes it go away, and he knows it.” He was shocked at how hard it was to stand, and how weak he felt once he did. His head swam, and he grasped their tree with near desperation; why was this happening to him still? He forced his mind to clear, breathing deeply, the cool rain-dampened air clearing the fog that threatened to descend again if he let it. Once he could stand without support he moved slowly through the trees, emerging to the sight of Inuyasha waiting for him, not fifty yards away. The rain water ran over his slender form in rivulets, tracing the curves of his muscles beautifully. His ears were turned back to prevent the water running inside, his hair falling behind him in wet waves of white, his golden eyes gleaming through the darkness. Sesshomaru stood where he was and simply admired the sight of his sibling, leaning subtly against a tree as his eyes wandered the boys flesh shamelessly.

“I won't chase you, pup. If you want me, say so.” he purred softly, sure that those ears heard him despite the distance between them. Inuyasha didn't move, yet his stance seemed more enticing. Slowly the youkai came closer, the rain cold and refreshing on his skin. He peered through his wet bangs at the hanyou, licking his lips with anticipation…

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“You sure you can find him, Kirara?” Kagome asked as she huddled over the firecat's neck damply. Kirara nodded and angled downward, then paused, hissing quietly as her fur fluffed. Kagome peered through the rain; she didn't see… wait. She saw a flash of red, and a flash of white… clothing? And a fur… Sesshomaru and Inuyasha's clothes? What was going on? She stroked the cat's head soothingly.

She'd decided something was seriously wrong with Inuyasha, but Sango, Miroku and Shippo refused to get into it; he was notoriously proud and easy to anger and they wanted none of it. Kagome was sure to invite his wrath by following him when he'd insisted he wanted privacy, didn't she see that? Kagome protested vehemently; didn't they realize he'd done the exact same thing one month to the day before? Something was wrong! That was when Miroku slyly hinted at something that made Kagome pause, chilled to the bone.

“Maybe Inuyasha has found a lover, and he simply wants some time to be with her? He's male, he has urges you know, Kagome. In fact he may have more urges than any human male; being half demon means he has animal desires as well as human ones, ne?” Sango had slapped him so hard she had hurt her hand, and Shippo stuttered that Miroku was surely wrong, because Inuyasha was not a hentai like Miroku, but the damage was done. Kagome knew then that she had to find him. She simply had to… stop him from meeting this lover, if she existed.

Inuyasha was hers, and she had every intent of making him understand that, when, if she found him.

“Set us down by those clothes please, Kirara.” Kagome said. Once the youkai's flaming feet touched the ground, she slid off the cats back and sighed; at least the trees blocked most of the rain. She was wary as she stepped over to the red cloth draped over a branch; there was no doubt that it was Inuyasha's fire-rat haori, and that the white she'd seen was Sesshomaru's fur and haori as well. Her eyes widened with shocked curiosity; what was going on? Why were their clothes here like this? Why was Inuyasha here at all, and with Sesshomaru… and why were they supposedly naked in the rain…

Kirara sniffed and growled, pawing at the earth before a different tree; Kagome knelt and gasped. The ground was soaked with blood. Her hand shot back before she touched it; what the hell was happening here? Whose blood was this and where was Inuyasha? Just then Kirara made a strange soft noise and nosed through the trees, tails fluffing oddly. Kagome squeezed past her, wondering what was with her; she was growling and purring at once. The girl struggled through the branches and then squinted through the rain as it blew at her, gently stinging her face and legs. There, not very far away she saw the brothers… her eyes widened despite the rain as she watched the spectacle unfurl like some strange play…

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Sesshomaru strode to Inuyasha and scowled as the hanyou stepped backwards and to the side at once. The youkai followed, as they made a wide circle, the boy's smirk making him narrow his eyes in warning. Inuyasha ignored it though, and so they moved closer to the trees again.

“Are you scared of a little rain, Sesshomaru?” the hanyou purred

“Are you scared of me, Inuyasha?” the youkai countered, and then snapped his youki whip around the boys ankle, yanking and waiting as he fell backwards, landing in a puddle with a muddy splash. Inuyasha blinked as he lifted his stinging hands, shaking some mud off them. Sesshomaru walked closer, then knelt, his feet on either side of Inuyasha's right knee. “You're not so cocky now, are you?” he asked, pushing the sodden bangs off his brother's forehead. Inuyasha tugged his silver own hair, so his left hand hit the mud as he fell lightly against the boy's shoulders, his knees hitting the mud with a wet smack that splashed more mud onto both of them.

“Oops!” Inuyasha purred, his muddy hands sliding over the youkai's thighs, then up around his hips. The mud looked obscenely lovely to his eyes as it dirtied the peach colored skin; he slid his right arm around Sesshomaru's neck and pulled him down lips parted in invitation. The youkai held his jaw, and brushed their lips together, his tongue darting out to taste the open mouth before him…

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Kagome's eyes bugged out of her head; what on earth were they doing? Inuyasha was pulling his own brother to him for a kiss?! Even as she watched their mouths met and Sesshomaru's arm dropped down to the small of Inuyasha's back, cradling him closer as his head tilted for more access to the hanyou's lips. Even from here Kagome could tell their mouths were open wantonly, like two kids in the back of a car. Only this wasn't a pair of horny teenagers.

This was Inuyasha and Sesshomaru, and they were brothers…

She couldn't tear her eyes away from them though. They were both so beautiful; she'd seen Inuyasha naked a few times, but she'd been shocked and unable to indulge in a good look at him. His legs were nice, if a little thin; his white hair clung to his slender shoulders and back, and tumbled over Sesshomaru's arm prettily, and his face… She swallowed hard. He looked like he was in ecstasy as he made out with Sesshomaru. From here she couldn't see their…. members, but she had little doubt they were both excited. Inuyasha's hips wriggled as he pressed his groin against Sesshomaru's right thigh, which was resting between his legs, and Sesshomaru was slowly undulating his hips against the hanyou's belly. It was unbelievable, she should have been outraged.

Instead she was shaking and breathing hard, her face flushed and her belly felt all tight and tingling. Her breasts even ached and she squeezed one without thinking. She moaned as her own hand sent a shock of prickling pleasure through her body, making her drop to her knees and squeeze her thighs together. It was so wrong, her beloved Inuyasha writhing in the mud with his own flesh and blood, and yet part of her understood this was nothing her human morality had a right to judge. Who knew but that they had always been intimate, incestuous lovers for years? Inuyasha was silent on his past, and he knew her well enough to know to not speak of this perversion…

Still she couldn't help being touched by the beauty of the pair and how… tender they were. Sesshomaru's hands stroked over his brothers skin gently, intending to arouse his brother even more. Inuyasha was kissing his lips, his chin and cheeks with soft little kisses that made her feel… jealous. It wasn't fair, she was the one who was in love with Inuyasha, and he should be kissing her, not Sesshomaru. Kagome whimpered and didn't even realize her hand had dropped to her thigh and was sliding up, seeking the place where she'd find some ease for the pleasant pain in between her legs…

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Sesshomaru's ears caught the sound; a whimper, soft as a sigh from less than ten yards away. He didn't wish to alarm his brother but he also didn't wish to die or be spied upon by an enemy either. Casually he rolled his head to the side, allowing Inuyasha to nip and nibble his neck and jaw as his sharp eyes swept the stand of trees for the intruder. He stiffened involuntarily as he saw her; his brothers woman, the oddly dressed miko who's arrows could purify even Naraku's shouki, was watching them wide eyed with her hands on herself in obvious appreciation of the view she as getting of them. Inuyasha gasped softly against his jaw.

“What's wrong? Is someone here?” he hissed quietly. Sesshomaru nodded and then lowered his head and kissed his lips softly as the hanyou also tensed warily.

“Inuyasha… listen to me. I want you to trust me. You've learned you can trust me, have you not?” he purred. The boy made a tiny nod of agreement. “I want what is best for us both, little brother. I want you to have what will make you… satisfied.” he almost said happy, but he wondered if what he was about to do would make the boy happy… the girl was certainly going to have protests if she was typical for her age and breed. Inuyasha frowned; what was Sesshomaru blathering about? Who was the intruder and why didn't he just go gut them already? He scowled as Sesshomaru commanded him to wait right where he was and not move. The youkai then disappeared, using all his speed to leap away unseen…

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Kagome blinked; where had Sesshomaru gone? He had been right there, apparently murmuring something to Inuyasha then he was…

She felt an arm wind around her from behind, covering her mouth, as another dropped down and pressed against her own hand as she stroked herself through her panties. She struggled even as she heard Sesshomaru's deep voice rumble in her ear.

“Hush miko… It is fortuitous that you have arrived now. Inuyasha needs you, and so do I. Tell me; did you like what you saw?” he purred, his breath puffing into her ear softly and making her shiver. She shook her head then moaned as his clever hand shoved her hand away and then slid into the soaking fabric of her panties. Deftly he slid his fingers into the swollen lips and caressed the nub hidden there, licking her ear as well. Kagome's legs gave out completely at this and she moaned into his hand. “Priestesses are not supposed to lie. It is all right; I am glad you liked it, girl. Did you come because you want my little brother?” she hesitated then nodded, eyes rolling sideways to his. He believed her; the mere mention of Inuyasha had brought a soft shudder and a surge of fluids from her well. He licked her cheek and sighed.

“You are sure; you want the stubborn, bad tempered, arrogant whelp?” she snorted at this and wriggled in his arms. He nodded and suddenly whipped her top off. He scowled at the lacey white bra and shredded it carelessly. Kagome panicked; what was he doing?! She tried to crawl forward, and scream for Inuyasha but his hand was over her mouth again, his other hand yanking the pleated skirt and obscenely wet panties off her. Wait, other hand? She spun and gaped at his left arm. The youkai smirked and scooped her up, setting off for his brother as he sat peering through the rain. When he saw Kagome, naked but for her shoes and socks and cradled in his brothers arms he leapt to his feet, bristling with fury.

“What are you doing?! Let go of her!” Sesshomaru lifted a brow at him and stood the girl on her feet, holding her shoulders and staring boldly at his little brothers angrily glowing gold eyes.

“I am bringing her to you. She desires you, Inuyasha, and you desire her; it's painfully obvious that you always have desired her.” he said smoothly. Kagome stood silently, blushing furiously and clasping her hands over the soft hair between her legs shyly. Inuyasha strode forward, ready to try and kill his brother for embarrassing Kagome this way, when he caught it; a soft, rich scent, sweet and delicious… it reminded him of Sesshomaru when he was aroused… but it wasn't his brother. It was coming from Kagome; his eyes snapped to her face as she looked up at him, then darted her eyes away, flushing.

She felt his claws slide under her chin, and shyly looked at him again; he'd never been so… sexy. Yes sexy, wet, smeared with mud from his own brothers hands, his hair a damp wavy mess, scowling gently as he peered through the rain at her. The hands on her shoulders squeezed encouragingly as she slowly lifted her hands, touching Inuyasha's muscled chest with curious fingers. Her cheeks flushed harder as she trembled in curious pleasure; the contact made waves of warmth float through her, from her hands through her arms and down to the center of her.

Sesshomaru chuckled at the surprised eagerness that sprang to Inuyasha's eyes as his miko touched him, her little hands gliding over his chest, down to his navel then back up to his collarbones, and finally around his neck as she stood on her toes.

“Inuyasha? Please… I want… kiss me like you just kissed him?” she whispered, cheeks flaming with embarrassment. The hanyou seemed to melt a little, pulling her flush against him and leaning down to her. Sesshomaru didn't move as Kagome's mouth opened for Inuyasha's kiss; the hanyou pressed his mouth to hers and shook with the release of emotions that followed. He'd wanted her for so long, he'd wanted to touch her and kiss her, and he'd not known how to tell her how he felt. Her skin was so soft under his hands, her body slight and trembling as he slowly explored her mouth with his tongue. He didn't notice that Sesshomaru's hands still rested on her shoulders, as he watched the pair with narrowed, curious eyes.

Kagome was confused and yet complacent as Inuyasha kissed her deeply, gently guiding her tongue to twine with his, his hands holding her hips. His mouth made her shiver; she'd never have expected her whole body to feel his lips on hers this way. She ignored the hands on her shoulders and let her body and her heart lead her to press closer to Inuyasha, her arms wound around his neck. The hanyou held her face with one hand, the other crushing her so close it hurt his already painful erection even more.

Sesshomaru ran his hands down Kagome's arms gently, and then reached past her to stroke his brothers shoulder and neck. His arm brushed her cheek, but she didn't care; in fact, she pressed her head against him. He frowned slightly, wondering if the chemicals he and his sibling were emitting in each other's presence was affecting the poor virginal miko, making her much more willing than she'd be otherwise. The idea did not sit well upon him; he slowly released her and the hanyou and started to back away from the couple, before they went too far and could not stop themselves…

“Sesshomaru… don't leave.” Inuyasha said softly his left eye peering at him past the miko's head. Kagome turned to look over her shoulder at him, lips dark from the kisses and looking more like a flushed and excited courtesan than a virginal fifteen year old. He paused and sighed.

“I fear that we are overwhelming the child, Inuyasha. She, like yourself would never feel this stimulated if not for both of us being here…” he said smoothly. Kagome looked back at Inuyasha; what was the youkai talking about? She'd come here to find and help Inuyasha. She'd kissed him because she loved him… Sesshomaru had no idea what he was talking about…

“Sesshomaru... I love him. I always have, I can't remember when I didn't love Inuyasha. I want him, and since you “gave” me to him, I want you here with us. I can't explain it, but please… don't leave us now. Inuyasha wants you to stay, so stay.” she said carefully. Inuyasha smiled a tiny, but telling smile at her words and nodded his agreement to her words. The youkai looked at her carefully and sighed; her eyes were clear and focused, and she seemed fully aware. Shrugging, he nodded to the trees, indicating they retire to the relative dryness of their trysting place. Inuyasha scooped Kagome's shivering body up and carried her, nuzzling her temple as he walked, Sesshomaru leading them through the branches. He grabbed the fur, once more warm and dry, and laid it under their tree. He felt it fitting that the miko lose her virginity where Inuyasha had lost his.