InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Last of Their Kind ❯ Under the Goshinboku ( Chapter 8 )

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The Brothers wind themseves deeper into each others hearts, and Sesshomaru finds he has a secret admirer!

This is NOT polished yet. but I've had so many request for this to be finished I am posting it now for them. Thanks so much for your support everyone!

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Martial Arts / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.30.2005 | Pages: 6 | Words: 12.5K | Visits: 706 | Status: Completed

Inuyasha was startled when Sesshomaru suddenly pulled him close, pressing their bodies together, displaying the perfection of the fit they made, Inuyasha's curves and muscles to Sesshomaru's sleek skin and flesh. The hanyou did not protest as the youkai kissed him with more warmth than he'd ever expected; he returned it with pleasure actually.

“It is too late …” he felt the words breathed against his lips, but he did not know what was meant. He just kissed Sesshomaru's lips harder, silencing the words before they were finished being uttered. The youkai did not repeat himself.

Inuyasha was too happy to notice the sadness and regret radiating from his older brother. Quietly he pulled the youkai with him behind the screen…

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The sun was warm on Kagome's back and legs as she slowly came awake. Her eyes cracked open to find Inuyasha right there, smiling in his sleep, and what could only be Sesshomaru's arm draped over both the hanyou and Kagome's sides. She sighed and snuggled closer to Inuyasha, taking this rare moment of peace to think over the strange situation she'd ended up entangled in.

She was unable to understand why the fact of her beloved Inuyasha being sexually involved with Sesshomaru did not bother her. Incest was supposed to be repugnant, and she'd never even thought that youkai had to interbreed to survive before this whole thing came to light. Yet she didn't feel repulsed; in fact she felt a flush of embarrassed excitement when she remembered the things she'd seen between the brothers, the things she'd experienced herself with them. Was this a sign of some change within herself? Or was it that the process of mating had already altered her opinions? Or maybe… that shameful pleasure had turned her wits just a little?

She didn't really care, in the end, and the realization of that seemed to put some things at rest in her mind. Inuyasha had not chosen to start this, after all. He'd been overwhelmed by the chemical reaction, as had Sesshomaru. The choice came later, and she couldn't blame the poor hanyou for clinging to the only version of love his brother had ever offered him in all his two-hundred years. And again his instinct had to be considered, didn't it?

Feeling better for her mental figuring, Kagome allowed her eyes to focus on her mate, or soon to be mate. Inuyasha had always been visually fascinating to Kagome, but as she had grown to care more, to love him, he had grown to be beautiful to her. His beauty was not of the same caliber as Sesshomaru's, but she preferred Inuyasha's appearance anyway. He was more welcoming, and she felt that despite the obvious strength in Sesshomaru's build, his delicacy made her nervous. Miroku had ventured that he thought Sesshomaru was homosexual, but Kagome did not believe that; and after his flirtatious antics with Sango and herself, she knew the youkai was not gay… she didn't even know if Bi-sexual was a broad enough term for Sesshomaru's inclinations. She'd rather say he was beyond such titles and “nonsense” as he surely would say on his own behalf.

Sighing softly, the girl drifted off for a while longer; Inuyasha rarely let her sleep this long, she should take advantage of it…

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“Inuyasha? Inuyasha, hey you guys have to wake up soon, we can't keep everyone out much longer.” Sango's voice penetrated the hanyou's sleep, and he sat up suddenly, looking confused. Sango was blushing as she shook his foot, trying to not even look at the trio squashed into the narrow futon meant for two. Kagome gasped and came awake suddenly, clinging to the covers, trying to hide her nudity before she realized only Sango was in the hut with them.

“Mmmm, what's goin' on? Who wants in here anyway?” Inuyasha said, rubbing his face. A loud cry of, “Sesshomaru-sama! Let Rin inside, please!” answered the question for Sango. The hanyou looked down at Sesshomaru and frowned; his brother was incredibly pale once again, the russet stripes standing stark against ashen skin, and dusty blue shadows showing under his eyes. Inuyasha ignored Sango's presence and leapt up, grabbing his clothes and pulling them on quickly. His brother needed rest; he couldn't have Rin and Jaken waking the youkai needlessly. Kagome followed suit, while Sango re-covered the slumbering Sesshomaru, taking the chance to examine him very briefly…

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“I demand that you let us in to see Sesshomaru-sama immediately!” Jaken squawked, just before Inuyasha grabbed him up and stalked off a short distance, Kagome leading a confused and worried Rin by the hand behind him.

“Listen, imp. Sesshomaru needs to rest, and I won't let you go in there and bug him, got it? When he gets up, he can tell you what's going on, but for now, be quiet!” the hanyou growled angrily. Of course Jaken went into a tirade, ending with a club on the head from the fuming Inuyasha. Rin looked up at Kagome and tugged her sleeve.

“Excuse me… but how can Sesshomaru-sama be sick? He's a great youkai; nothing can hurt him, can it?” She asked nervously; she did not want a clubbing from the hanyou's hard fist, but she also did not understand how her beloved master could be sick. Kagome smiled gently at her and knelt down to her.

“It's nothing too bad, Rin-chan! It's a natural thing for youkai like Sesshomaru-sama to sometimes have a weak time, every few hundred years, right Inuyasha?” She said. The hanyou blinked at her blankly, and then saw how Kagome was nodding at Rin, who was chewing her lip with fright in her eyes. He smiled a little too widely, but nodded and agreed with Kagome.

“Oh, yeah, it is fine, but that's why we brought you guys here, so he can be safe here until the weak time is over.” He said falteringly. Rin looked back towards the hut, and then looked down.

“So, Rin can't see Sesshomaru-sama until he is well?” she looked devastated, but Kagome hugged the child and assured her that Sesshomaru-sama was going to wake up soon and then Rin could see him, and to stop worrying. They left Jaken where he'd fallen and walked back to the village, where Rin was sent to play with the other children.

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Sesshomaru sighed heavily; he was so tired, but he could not stay asleep anymore since Inuyasha had left his side. He sat up and cursed under his breath as his body seemed to gain weight by the second. He felt like he weighed five times more than normal. His blurry eyes focused on the hut, his nose telling him that his brother and Kagome were not there, and that the taija had been in the room very recently, had in fact touched him and the bed-cover within the last quarter hour. She had also moved his clothing next to him, and his armor hung on a form close-by. He dressed slowly, and decided to forgo the armor; he could barely stand at the moment, the armor was just too heavy right now.

He stepped out into the sunlight and took a deep breath of fresh air; the village was not so bad actually. The peasants all stopped to bow acceptably low and then turned back to their tasks; he felt a twitch at the corner of his mouth as he made the decision to not kill the old Miko's people, though he wouldn't tell her that they were safe from his claws. They might grow lax in their attentions if their fear of him faded, and that could not do, would it?

“Sesshomaru-samaaaaaaaaaa!” Rin cried from his left and he turned to see her running towards him, smiling with near desperate joy. He smiled back, very slightly, to show her his pleasure in seeing her as well. To his shock she grabbed his leg and hid her face in his hakama, her slender body shaking. “Oh, Sesshomaru-sama, please get strong again soon, please! I don't like it here!” she whimpered. The youkai felt a demand to release him die on his lips; he gently told her to let go of him, then knelt to look into her tear-filled brown eyes.

“Rin. Why do you not like it here? And what do you mean, get strong again?” The girl pouted then looked down and shrugged. “The other kids said I am strange and that you are just going to hurt me or eat me, that's why you keep me around, but I know that's not true!” she shook her head vigorously then looked at him cautiously.

“And Kagome-sama told me that you are having a weak time, that it's ok, but you need to rest until it's gone away and Inuyasha-sama said you'll be well soon but that's why we are here and I wanna go soon, please?” The youkai was silent as he absorbed this slightly jumbled information. He congratulated the miko on her fast thinking, explaining an awkward situation to his ward in terms she could understand easily. It was the other children treating her badly that had him angered. He stood and nodded to Rin.

“Rin, take me to these children.” He said quietly. She nodded and started off to the large torii gate, where some boys and girls were weaving bamboo into mats. The children froze as they saw the youkai advance upon them, the new girl behind him. One boy stood and pointed at the pair, yelling that Sesshomaru wanted to kill them at the top of his lungs. Immediately a crowd of parents and concerned peasants appeared. Keade also walked up; she wondered what the youkai lord would do; she was not unaware of the teasing poor Rin had suffered, but she felt such things needed to be worked out by the participants alone. Her interference would only make matters worse, but if Sesshomaru lifted a hand to the children, she'd do her best to kill him. That her oath was impossible to fulfill was not lost on the old miko, but she would be glad to die trying to help her people.

At the moment, Rin was half hidden behind her lord's legs, looking worried; Sesshomaru-sama had a habit of killing those who annoyed him, she'd just remembered. She didn't want the boys hurt, she just wanted them to apologize for their untrue words; Sesshomaru-sama would never hurt her, and he certainly would not eat her! The youkai glanced down at her, and understood her worry instantly; he had promised Inuyasha and himself that he would not kill while he was here and he had not intended to harm the children in any case. Children had sharp if ignorant tongues sometimes, that would never change. He, like Rin, simply wanted the culprits to apologize for their foolishness.

His gold eyes narrowed; most likely the boy who had cried for help was a bully and the first to have harassed Rin. He pointed at a silent, wide-eyed girl-child. “You, inform Sesshomaru who told his ward the lies about her future, that she was to be eaten eventually.” He said firmly. All the children and half the adults gaped at him, unsure of what he'd even said exactly but knowing what was meant. The girl trembled and pointed at a little brown-skinned boy and as expected, the boy who had called attention to the situation. Icy cold eyes swept over both boys, then settled on the first boy.

“You must apologize for your lies. Sesshomaru does not eat human flesh, nor does he intend to harm his ward.” The youkai said into the thrumming silence. The peasants trembled as the boy turned red, tears flowing down his cheeks. He prostrated himself in the dirt, banging his head on the ground and muttering apologies incoherently. His parents also bowed and begged forgiveness; to everyone's shock Sesshomaru gave a bare nod and waved the boy off. He ran to his mother who hurried off with him, his wails fading into the distance.

All eyes turned to the youkai as he watched the last of Rin's tormentors shiver in fear. He tapped Rin's shoulder and they walked forward, the other children parting to let them through. Kaede noticed that as he passed them, the girls all stared at Sesshomaru with an obvious and growing admiration, mixed with understanding. The boys withdrew in fear, but the girls seemed to understand what Rin knew immediately; Sesshomaru might despise humans but he was not one to harm children, especially human children, which were harmless to a being like himself.

The bully was not feeling so secure though. The little boy was terrified, close to soiling himself. However, the peasants were not so supportive as they had been at first; the boy had done something foolish in taunting the youkai lord's ward, and it could easily cause Sesshomaru to try to destroy the whole village in his ire. Other than the child's parents, the peasants would rather he enact his revenge on the one boy instead of all the people in the village.

“Do you apologize to Sesshomaru's ward?” The youkai said, less of a question than a demand. The boy bowed quickly then dropped to the ground and groveled to Rin and her lord for forgiveness. Rin stared at him then knelt and shook his shoulder. The boy jumped and half screamed then blinked at her in confusion.

“You can stop now.” She said matter of factly, before turning to bow to Sesshomaru and declare she was going to find some food for dinner. The youkai nodded and turned back to the hut, eyes sweeping over the villagers coldly. They parted to let him pass, revealing Inuyasha's little group waiting with wide relieved eyes.

“That was well handled, Sesshomaru-sama.” Kaede said quietly as he passed her. She was pleased at his tiny nod of acknowledgement.

“Is Rin-chan all right, Sesshomaru?” Kagome asked, falling into step with him and Inuyasha as they padded back to the hut. The youkai nodded; confused by the whole scene now that it was over. The peasants had clearly displayed approval towards himself and Rin after the first few tense moments. Why? He was still youkai, still deadly and requiring respect. They did not seem disrespectful, though; just understanding of the fact that he wanted his ward to be treated well while they were trapped in the village. Maybe the humans had agreed with him, seen that he was being respectful of their domain, by not killing the children outright for their insults? He would have to ponder this later.

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Sango and Miroku joined the group in the hut and the humans went about making some food, as the brothers sat silently against the back wall. Sesshomaru watched Rin as she showed Kagome how to grill mushrooms her favorite way, and hardly noticed Jaken run into the hut, multiple swellings on his head from Inuyasha's fists.

“Sesshomaru-sama!” Jaken cried as soon as he stood before the youkai. Sesshomaru's eyes moved to him lazily.

“Jaken.”

“Inuyasha told me an absurd tale of you suffering a period of weakness! Of course I know he's lying because… Ow!” Sesshomaru chuckled as Inuyasha clubbed the imp. “Help me Sesshomaru-sama!”

“Jaken, Inuyasha does not lie about the situation. I can only assume he is angry at being called a liar.” Sesshomaru drawled as his sibling fussed with his retainer. Suddenly Kagome called “Osuwari” and Inuyasha tumbled to the floor with a crash that had Sesshomaru leaping to his feet in shock. What had just happened to his brother?

“What did you do that for?!” Inuyasha yowled bafflingly. Sesshomaru looked up at the miko, who was standing with her hands set to her hips. The hanyou rolled to his feet, and they glared at each other while Jaken scurried to stand behind Sesshomaru. The pair began to argue, Kagome accusing Inuyasha of being a boor with a guest and Inuyasha calling his intended some very inventive names, while the rush of adrenaline Sesshomaru had felt faded too quickly. He sat and watched the pair's battle for a moment. However his curiosity made him impatient.

“Inuyasha. Kagome. Be silent.” He said with authority. The hanyou and the miko jumped and blinked at him. “What just happened, why did Inuyasha fall over when you said sit?” he asked sternly. Kagome blushed pink and haltingly explained the kotodama rosary's charm. The youkai's eyes fell on the beads; now that he thought of it, he'd only seen them on his brother's neck since he had been revived from the sealing arrows spell. He had come to investigate the spell, and found it surprisingly powerful. In fact, that had been the first indication that there was more to his little half-breed brother than he had imagined; that spell should have killed Inuyasha, not just sealed him.

“I dislike this charm, Inuyasha.” The hanyou blushed at Sesshomaru's cold tone and muttered that he did not really mind, he was just harassing Kagome as he always had. Kagome chewed her lower lip and to everyone's amazement, apologized to the hanyou for her abrupt use of the charm. Sesshomaru seemed mollified, and turned to the now puffy-faced Jaken. Quickly the youkai explained the situation to his loyal retainer, and then set him to caring for AhAun and patrolling around the village, reporting anything he found to his lord.

The humans declared that the food was ready, but the youkai declined to eat. Inuyasha made a gesture to his friends, implying to drop the demands to eat and sat with Kagome to shovel the thinnest ramen noodles Sesshomaru had ever seen into his mouth from a strange container. Jaken fidgeted next to him, so the youkai quietly ordered him to get something from Rin. The imp scurried over to the girl who helped him gather a fine meal for himself.

Sesshomaru was in fact hungry, but human food was so heavy and had tastes that were strange to his palate. He was used to hunger though; his body obeyed his mind, not the other way around. He would just have to find some decent raw materials and cook for himself soon. He watched the group eating, noting the elegant manners the two females possessed, how neatly the monk ate, and that Inuyasha and the kitsune cub vied for what they seemed to think were choice morsels with all the fierceness of youkai fighting for a mate. Rin was eating neatly, though he could see that she was struggling to maintain dignity before the group; she was always very hungry, which Sesshomaru ascribed to her age and race.

After the humans and their companions ate, Kagome and Inuyasha wandered off, Rin and the kitsune went off to find mushrooms, and Jaken began his patrol, leaving Sesshomaru with the taija and her hentai monk. Miroku seemed determined to keep an eye on Sesshomaru, or maybe he was watching Sango. His eyes were often upon her graceful form as she appeared to be cooking again. Sesshomaru's eyes half closed, as he tossed away the idea of struggling with his exhaustion for prides sake. There was no real point to the fight. Everyone knew something was wrong with him. When Sango knelt before him, he was pleased that he did not jump, though he was startled.

“Sesshomaru-sama, I am aware that youkai like yourself dislike food made the way humans enjoy it, so I prepared some lighter foods for you. You need to eat, to fight off the youki-drain.” She said carefully. He looked at the small tray she held, impressed. She had used jasmine tea to steep rice for him and a light mushroom broth for some of the incredibly thin noodles he'd seen Inuyasha eating earlier. A variety of edible flowers and various raw vegetables accompanied the two dishes, and some flowery sake, just pulled from the coals was also prepared for him. He looked up, allowing his gratitude for her effort to show on his face.

“I thank you. This will be fine.” He took the tray and set it aside, starting in on the noodles first. Yes she had done well indeed, his palate was delighted with the delicate flavor, though the scent of the humans heavier food clung to the air even now, distracting him slightly. Sango sat close by and watched him, seemingly unaware of the jealous eyes of the monk as he watched her. Luckily, the sexual tension that had infused the hut the night before was faded in the light of day, and Sango was truly watching the youkai for more clues about a way to help treat his malady. Once the food was gone and Sesshomaru had enjoyed the sake (Obviously an expensive item, he wondered where she had obtained it) he declared he was taking a walk and left the hut with a slight nod to Sango for her cooking skills.

The village was situated close to a steam, and the forest to the north was named for his brother, even in youkai circles. He found Rin shrieking with delight as she played with Shippo at the edge of the tree line, but he simply walked past the children, drawn by something he could neither name nor deny. Finally he stood before it, the Goshinboku, where Inuyasha had been sealed for fifty years. The bark had not grown where the hanyou's body had rested against the tree, and a small hole remained from the arrow that had pierced flesh and bone, bark and pulp for all those years. Silently he stared at the tree, his mind placing Inuyasha slumped and seemingly lifeless back in place. In fact, the tree had a distinct scent of the hanyou even now. The scent made him feel relaxed, and before he knew it, the great youkai had sat among the roots of the sacred tree and gone to sleep, the soft protective aura of the tree and his siblings scent drifting around him.

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Inuyasha lay next to Kagome, both of them panting and sweetly exhausted. He had hoped she was looking for a secluded place to do this but he'd not really expected it. However Kagome had surprised him; she took him to the well and in the broad daylight, in the thick grass around the old shaft, she'd nearly raped him. Not that the hanyou minded at all. They were supposed to do this as often as possible, to save Sesshomaru from dying again.

Puppy ears twitched with annoyance. He was just so greedy; here he had Kagome beside him, and they were mating at last and yet, he still wanted Sesshomaru too. He rolled onto his side and watched Kagome smile as she stretched blissfully. Her blue eyes opened and shifted to him, her smile widening.

“I am so happy, Inuyasha.” Her whisper was soft yet eloquent in its tone. He shifted closer to her and nuzzled her cheek.

“Me too, Kagome. But, I think I should check on Sesshomaru. He said he can't sleep unless I am close by, and he needs rest.” He said, only half lying. Omitting the insatiable desire to touch and be touched by his brother was not so bad a thing to do, was it? Kagome sighed and nodded; the unspoken truth could stay silent, for now. But she had hoped he would trust her more by now. Maybe the truth upset him actually; maybe he was not protecting her but himself from the unusual situation between himself and Sesshomaru?

“Sure, I want to gather some herbs for medicines anyway. Sango wants to try some potions to boost your brother's youki, and she needs some fresh things for that.” They dressed slowly, both feeling a little shy suddenly; they were naked in a meadow where their friends were known to spy upon them, after all. After Kagome was done dressing, she hugged Inuyasha and decided to give him food for thought.

“I don't mind if you want to be with him, Inuyasha. I know what you are going to do… its okay, really. You don't have to lie anymore, ok?” She kissed his flaming red cheek and ran back to the village before he could even splutter a protest.

“She doesn't mind… But… why does it feel like I am cheating on her with him and on him with her?” He said to himself as he trailed Kagome to the village. However, he caught Sesshomaru's scent, drifting not far from his current position, and definitely not from the village. Following his nose, Inuyasha realized he was heading for the Goshinboku, which confused him. What was Sesshomaru doing there? Suddenly he saw a flash of silver and sprinted for it, panicking and sure Sesshomaru had come here to die, again. The hanyou almost fell when he arrived in front of the youkai; Sesshomaru's skin had color still and even from a few feet away, Inuyasha could see he was breathing. The adrenaline dropped and the hanyou fell with it, sinking to his knees.

“Thank you, whoever is watching us, he's all right.” The hanyou whispered, his brothers form wavering oddly… then he realized he was blinking back tears. It was foolish really; Sesshomaru was in much better shape than he had been before he died, but then the death had occurred just yesterday. He was still really upset about it, though his relief at retrieving his sibling from the afterlife was certainly a balm to his fear. However the fact remained; Sesshomaru himself expected to die again, soon. Inuyasha felt desperation claw his throat and prick his eyes again; he did not want to lose his brother again, not soon, not later.

Slowly he crept closer, not wanting to disturb the sleeping youkai, but wanting, needing to be close to him. Sitting on his haunches, he watched the peaceful face of his brother, drinking in the sight hungrily. The fine-boned face, pale skinned and marked with those stripes held his gaze, the soft smile on Sesshomaru's full lips making him want to kiss him so badly. But Inuyasha also did not want to wake his sleeping sibling; the youkai did need rest.

Sesshomaru's eyes opened slowly; he saw Inuyasha sitting right before him, his face showing his distress from a moment ago. While the youkai did not know exactly why his brother looked so upset, he could imagine a reason; the last time Inuyasha had seen him under a tree this way, he had been dead. Though he barely moved, the youkai communicated his wish for Inuyasha to come closer. Before he knew it, his brother was stretched beside him, arms around his ribs and face hiding in his neck.

“Sesshomaru… I smelled you and then you were lying here… so still…” Inuyasha was ashamed of his trembling body and voice; sure that Sesshomaru would be annoyed and shove him away in disgust for the display of emotion. Indeed the youkai's shoulders stiffened, making the hanyou cringe, yet cling tighter to him. Sesshomaru made a soft sound of annoyance; coddling Inuyasha was really more than he had the energy for at the moment.

“Inuyasha. I am fine, for now. Why don't you go and spend more time with your mate?” instead of making our bond too tight to sever, damn you…

“She has things to do, and she told me to go ahead and…” the hanyou's pale cheeks flushed, making it obvious what Kagome had intended for him to do. Sesshomaru was already falling under the spell his sibling's closeness caused, and tried to think of a way to make him go before they were “forced” to indulge themselves. He tried to sit up, but his own dizziness and the hanyou's hold on him made it near impossible. Inuyasha fitted himself even closer to his body and shoved him back down, looming over his torso to blink his wide eyes into Sesshomaru's narrow ones.

“Sesshomaru, what is wrong?” Sesshomaru parted his lips to explain at last about the mating cycle he and Inuyasha were now deeply involved him, that this cycle had to be stopped, but he could not say the words. He blinked and then growled softly and closed his eyes, pulling Inuyasha close to tuck the boy's head under his chin. He was hardly surprised when Inuyasha refused to allow such an innocent gesture, swooping in to kiss his brother's open mouth hard, his desperation making him forceful. Sesshomaru growled in response, and then rolled them so Inuyasha was under his body. A surge of adrenaline rushed through the youkai, helping to make holding the hanyou down very easy. Inuyasha tugged at his wrists as Sesshomaru's large hands held them flat by his head, and then wriggled his hips, trying to slide out from under him, but the youkai was not letting him move away. He settled his weight over Inuyasha's slight form, causing the boy to gasp for air.

Sesshomaru's lips nibbled the hanyou's, his tongue darting out to lick his teeth before he pressed his mouth fully over the boys. The fire in his veins flared hotter as he dipped into Inuyasha's mouth and twined their tongues together. The boys frame shivered under his, and he lifted his weight off him a bit, allowing the hanyou to gasp against his lips for air. Sesshomaru moved his lips to the strong jaw line, nipping then licking to the boy's neck. Inuyasha's pulse was throbbing in his chest, making his throat flutter as he arched his head a bit, providing Sesshomaru utter freedom to do as he wished.

The youkai pulled the small boned but powerful wrists up and closer together, and then held them with one hand. The other hand swept down to his waist, pulling the elaborate obi off with a few deft tugs. “Close your eyes and do not move, little brother. Understand?” He said, trying to sound menacing; however his voice came out as a sultry purr instead of a frightful growl. Inuyasha already knew Sesshomaru was going to bind his hands, but also figured he could break free if he had to, so he nodded his agreement to obey. Sesshomaru surprised him a bit by forcing him to grasp the cool silk obi and hold tight while he opened the hanyou's haori, yukita and hakama. He then told Inuyasha to sit up on his haunches as he removed his own clothing.

As he sat up, the red and creamy colored garments slid off his shoulders and hips, making him feel more naked than if he were entirely bare, so he quickly tugged at the hakama, but Sesshomaru stopped him. “No need, little brother. Leave it” he rumbled, taking the obi from Inuyasha's hands. Carefully he wound the silk around the hanyou's neck, letting it hang down in the back. The silk shivered against Inuyasha's spine with each breath and the feeling of being collared made his ears flatten; what was Sesshomaru doing?

“Put your arms behind you, Inuyasha. Yes, like that, quickly now.” Sesshomaru ordered and to the hanyou's surprise, wound the silk around each wrist, one at a time, tying them fairly high up his back, discarding the haori and yukita as he did so. Then the youkai reached down between the hanyou's legs and stroked his inner thighs, gliding further back with each caress of his clawed fingers. Inuyasha's arms jerked and he gasped as his airway was briefly constricted. “Do not tug with those arms just yet, Inuyasha. That can come later.” The youkai crooned as he reached further back and caught the two tails of his obi and pulled them forward. Carefully he spread the tails apart, one on each side of the boy's balls, and then crossed the ends under his member. Inuyasha's eyes were now full of questions but he held still, trying to trust that Sesshomaru would not harm him.

Sesshomaru sensed the boys doubt and curiosity as he flicked the stiffening shaft with a silky green end of the obi; so much the better in his mind. He re-crossed the obi over the top of the shaft, so it effectively had a loop around it, and then dropped the ends over the hanyou's shoulder, making sure the cloth covered his flat little nipples on the way up his chest. Leaning his body against Inuyasha, Sesshomaru peered over his shoulder and then handed each end to him, winding the last foot or so of the silk around each of the hanyou's hands.

“Do not pull yet.” He ordered, and then kissed then hanyou again, his hands on the boys narrow hips, their shafts pressed close together enticingly. Inuyasha had no intent of pulling now or later; he did not want to strangle himself, after all. Carefully he leaned into the youkai's soft warm flesh, their mouths warring hotly for dominance of the kiss. Sesshomaru's tongue wound around Inuyasha's as the hanyou opened his mouth wide and pulled on the youkai's longer tongue. Claws dug gently into the hanyou's hips, their bodies rocking closer together as they were forced to break off and gasp for air, Sesshomaru recovering more quickly and taking advantage of it by nuzzling Inuyasha's puppy-ears.

The hanyou whined and wriggled against him, hardly noticing how Sesshomaru grasped his wrists so he couldn't pull the silk binding him too hard and choke himself. He shuddered and whined as shivers of heat wracked him, then moaned when the lips that tormented his ear moved to his jaw and traced the tendons of his neck to his shoulder. The fact that Sesshomaru was mostly clothed and he was naked but for the silk that bound him struck him as incredibly unfair. He wanted to feel his brother's flesh, now. But Sesshomaru seemed obsessed with the hanyou's velvety ears instead.

Indeed, the soft whimpers and shivers that accompanied each brush of his lips, each grazing of a fang over the silky fine guard hairs at the edges, was sliding down Sesshomaru's spine like a caress. He knew those ears were sensitive; Inuyasha's orgasms seemed to be more intense the few times he'd thought to touch or kiss them at the crucial moment; but the way the hanyou's hips drove against him, how flushed his face was told the youkai that he had neglected them for too long. Sesshomaru wrapped one arm around the boy's slender waist and grasped his left wrist, while the other hand rose and stroked the ear his lips were not tormenting, and Inuyasha stiffened and gave a guttural cry of distressed pleasure.

“Such sounds, little brother… only encourage me to keep doing this.” The youkai purred into Inuyasha's ear; the velvety appendage flicked then tried to flatten, but a warm tongue flicked under it and smooth flat teeth worried it with a hint of a threat and the ear obediently came back to its normal place, only to be teased again. Inuyasha's eyes rolled back as he gave up fighting his brother's teasing of his ears. His hips snapped closer to Sesshomaru's, his arms jerking against the bindings around his body…

Sesshomaru was not so distracted by those pretty moans that he wasn't aware of Inuyasha's “collar.” Almost casually he lifted the boy's arms higher behind him, pulling the silk tighter around his shaft and almost caressing the sensitive skin behind his testicles, and around his entrance yet reliving the tension around his neck at the same time. The youkai brushed his lips along the edge of his trapped ear and then blinked as Inuyasha sobbed and shook, both ears falling sideways as he spasmed, his semen hitting both their bellies. Sesshomaru smiled with an almost childlike delight; how amazing!

“Inuyasha… you climaxed from having your ears touched.” He said rhetorically. The hanyou turned almost twenty shades of red in response, never even opening his eyes. He was still damp and trembling, and did not need his brother's delighted mockery to ruin his afterglow of enjoyment. He felt Sesshomaru shift away from him and lean down, licking the warm spendings of his orgasm from his belly. The smooth firm tongue on his skin was nice but he was still embarrassed and confused; why was he tied up and having his ears tormented? Why did Sesshomaru not just throw him down and take him, like always? For some reason Inuyasha was vaguely disappointed.

Sesshomaru grunted and sat back, then pulled Inuyasha's head down. “Move smoothly or you will choke.” he warned. Inuyasha realized he was expected to lick his own essence off Sesshomaru's firm stomach and whined in distress. Sesshomaru's claws dug into his scalp. “You did not mind when I fed it to you off my fingers, did you?” He said his voice silky and cruel. Inuyasha growled but obeyed; he just pretended it was Sesshomaru's semen, not his own. He smirked with a bit of fang when he was done and licked his lips.

“Feelin' kinky are yah? I'm sorta shocked. Tyin' me up and all…” he was lifted suddenly, the silk around his neck tightening alarmingly. Sesshomaru's gold eyes peered into his own with a curiously blank gaze. The hanyou felt a shiver wind down his spine. What was that look for? Then the youkai smirked.

“You will be screaming soon, Inuyasha. I expect all your human friends to come running, and what a sight they will find…” his fangs flashed in a grin so feral, so wicked that Inuyasha almost cowered from it. “They will find you writhing like a bitch in heat, tied and helpless to the desire for your own flesh and blood. Oh yes I tied you like this… and you know what?” he leaned closer yet, and nuzzled the now horrified Inuyasha's cheek, licking the corner of his dry lips.

“You will not care that they are there, Inuyasha. You will continue to scream and writhe and beg and call my name even as they watch in horrified fascination. So unless you control your tongue and your lungs… you had better prepare yourself.” The youkai moved his head to the boys jaw, licking and nibbling, his hands moving all over the hanyou's stiff wary flesh. Over Inuyasha's taught rear, down his quivering thighs, back up his shivering belly, heaving chest, and then around to his back, his smooth fingertips stroked, setting the worried hanyou on fire. His spent member rose again with amazing speed, even as he struggled to fight the pleasure his brothers touch gave. And his touch was simple, not even on his sex or his chest, his ears. Just caressing softly yet driving him mad.

Frantically, Inuyasha conjured his friend's faces into his mind. Then the hanyou hissed in frustration; the vision of Miroku and Sango gaping at him as Sesshomaru fucked him was unable to chill the fire in his blood as he had hoped it would. The thought of Kagome's blue eyes on him actually made him even more aroused; she had already seen him with his brother, and had admitted she liked to watch them together, after all. He moaned and rocked his body, trying to get closer to his tormentor, losing the control he was warned to keep just moments before.

Sesshomaru nudged Inuyasha's head back and then devoured the boy's collarbones. Inuyasha was shaking and whimpering, obviously unable to fight the reaction between them. Moving swiftly the youkai pulled his haori off, untying his hakama but not bothering to stand and remove them entirely. Grasping Inuyasha's hips he slid the boy over his thighs, lips plucking at the boys nipples through the silk of the obi. Inuyasha mewled and squirmed, then gasped as he felt the silk around his neck tighten yet again. This time Sesshomaru left it be; the hanyou was not in danger yet. This time the youkai used his own saliva on his fingertips, massaging his brother's entrance almost needlessly. The hanyou was squirming and panting with need, his erection actually hard enough to be uncomfortable against Sesshomaru's belly.

The youkai pulled Inuyasha flush to his chest with one arm and guided his shaft into the hanyou with his other hand. Inuyasha's eyes squeezed shut as the familiar tingling pleasure-pain followed the shafts progress into him. He wriggled to help it advance, impatient for the shaft to get to the place where his pleasure really lay. However Sesshomaru was not entirely worried about pleasing Inuyasha just yet. He was savoring the slow entrance, the always hot and tight grasp of his brother's body on him was something to be enjoyed slowly, and the writhing of his impatient sibling was not encouraging speed, but even more slow thrusts. Sesshomaru shivered with sheer delight as the warmth around him pulsed and drew him deeper, clasping and massaging him hotly. Inuyasha whined; almost there, so close, he could feel the shaft that impaled him was growing even harder and was almost where he wanted it.

“Sesshooooh!” Inuyasha gasped as his sibling's member finally hit the spot. His body arched, head falling back as the first wracking shudder took him. Sesshomaru smirked at the hanyou's flushing face and pulled him closer, until they were as close as possible. He nuzzled Inuyasha's cheek and waited, enjoying the heat enveloping his member for a moment. Inuyasha soon grew impatient again and wriggled, making both of them gasp.

The silk wound around Inuyasha's body not only caressed him, but also moved along the base of Sesshomaru's arousal as well. The youkai had not counted on this, as he had not penetrated anyone he bound this way before. Slowly he moved Inuyasha up along his chest, sliding almost all the way out of him, and then dropped him back down in a controlled glide. Inuyasha cried out as the silk around his testicles and shaft tightened and moved, and the shaft inside him stroked the sweet spot, combining to make him see flashes of light. He wanted more and said so; Sesshomaru obliged him in the guise of pleasing himself.

The fire coursed violently through Sesshomaru's blood as he moved his brother over and against him, making him whine and shiver. He bent his head and sucked Inuyasha's nipples though the yellow silk that hid them from him, reached between them to caress the hanyou's rock hard member, and reveled in the cries and moans Inuyasha was helplessly spilling from his lips. It was lucky they were too far away to be heard at the village, because Inuyasha was indeed loud and sounded wanton. The hanyou writhed in his brother's lap, straining and begging, the loop of silk around his neck tightening unnoticed with every undulation of his lithe body, until suddenly the hanyou saw flashes of light from the oxygen deprivation. He gasped breathily, alerting Sesshomaru to his situation but instead of loosening the silk around his neck, the youkai angled his hips and thrust up into Inuyasha with quick, sharp jabs, grinding himself against the gland inside his brother and watching the flushing face above him with fascination.

Inuyasha couldn't let go of the silk in his hands, even though it would have relieved the pressure on his neck. His hands wouldn't obey and he grew lightheaded; somehow he knew Sesshomaru would not let him die, and he let his trust carry him onward, his body rippling with each thrust into him. His head rolled back in a last ditch effort to gain some air and then he exploded violently. His body disappeared, leaving nothing but red hazed pleasure behind. Who needed to breathe when ecstasy like this was shattering you into a cloud of pleasure filled dust? His body was shaking so hard Sesshomaru had to hold him close so he didn't lift right off the shaft impaling him. His head tossed back and forth as he flushed red down to his navel, erupting three times in a row. The youkai chose his moment well, pulling the silk free of the hanyou's hands and allowing him to gain vital air at last.

Even as he gasped and gulped the sweet, sex-scented air, Inuyasha orgasmed again, then finally fell limp against Sesshomaru's sweaty damp body. The youkai gently pulled himself free of the boy's body and rearranged them so he was leaning back against the trunk of the tree, Inuyasha tiredly curled in his lap. Slowly, tenderly Sesshomaru unwound the silk from the hanyou's exhausted body, and then cradled him against his chest. He smiled against Inuyasha's hair as the boy shivered and hiccupped, clinging to him and moaning as every movement he made brought mild shivers to him, making his body flush with pleasure.

“Are you in pain, little one?” Sesshomaru whispered into a furry ear. Inuyasha shook his head and swallowed heavily. He looked up into Sesshomaru's strangely soft eyes.

“You didn't… you know. Get off.” Sesshomaru kisses his temple and chuckled.

“Iie, I did not. I was too fascinated by your pleasure. I was utterly spellbound by you, and I achieved a different sort of enjoyment instead. Do not worry about it; I am neither unhappy nor pained by the lack of an orgasm, Inuyasha. I am more worried about you; you are certain you are well, unharmed?” Inuyasha nodded and sighed, enjoying this odd moment of closeness with his sibling. Despite their new affection and the changes in their relationship Sesshomaru had never yet been this warm with him. He'd usually fallen asleep after they finished, now he thought about it, so maybe this was normal post-sexual behavior for his brother?

“I am ok, but I have a feeling I can't walk. My legs are like rubber and my neck, it sorta burns.” He said slowly. He felt Sesshomaru curl a finger under his chin and lift his head back, then hum in annoyance.

“My obi is spun from an ancient youkai spider's silk… it's very strong and it will not tear or give way, even you strength such as ours. You burned your neck with your frantic pulls on it. It will fade by morning. As for your legs, I do not think you should try to walk. You nearly suffocated and you should stay relaxed for a while…”

“And why did you do that? I mean I… I knew you weren't gonna let me die but…” Inuyasha interrupted, and then bit his lip. Sesshomaru leaned his head back and gazed up at the leaves above them. He pulled Inuyasha's head to his shoulder, not speaking. The hanyou sighed and relaxed; Sesshomaru did not want to explain himself, and he felt too tired and too warm and happy to argue it out of him. After a few moments, Sesshomaru helped him get dressed and dressed himself and then to the hanyou's extreme embarrassment, carried him back to the village. Inuyasha begged him to at least carry him on his back, but the youkai smirked and refused. The raised eyebrows as they came to the village gate gave Sesshomaru no end of enjoyment, and the hanyou's face matched his haori, though he glared about angrily and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I am so fucking going to get you for this Sesshomaru.” He growled as they entered Kaede's hut. He felt Sesshomaru's lips brush his temple again, and blinked in shock.

“I did it, for you, little brother. I do not know why.” Sesshomaru's voice was a whisper that stunned him before he was dropped to the futon and the youkai spun on his heel disappearing out the door in a swirl of silver hair.

“For me? And he doesn't know why… what the hell did that mean?” Inuyasha grumped and flopped back on the futon, confused to sleepy. He'd think about it later…

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“Sesshomaru-sama?” The youkai paused at the soft call, turning to find Sango sanding behind him. He nodded to her, a sign of respect for her skill and knowledge; her meal had indeed made him feel better and he thought his youki might be maintaining its level for the day; surely her potions had helped in that result.

“I wanted to... talk to you. In private.” She aid quietly and pointed back towards the forest. Sesshomaru's eyebrow lifted; one sniff told him that Sango did not have words on her mind at all. He pondered the wisdom of giving in to her desire, and what her monk would do, weighed against a deep curiosity and returned desire for her. She had drawn him since he had first seen her here in the village; he'd seen her before of course, but he had been busy focusing on the battles between himself and Inuyasha and not really noticed her. Her youkai eyes fixed his gaze, and he nodded and followed her into the trees.

Sango stopped at last under the Goshinboku, and knelt right where he and Inuyasha had just been enjoying each other. His manhood surged at the memory of his brother's face as he climaxed on the edge of death and desire... and Sango bowed her head with a shivering deep breath.

“You saw us.” He said softly. She nodded and swallowed heavily. He waited silently, eyes on her profile as she struggled with her emotions. He could see them flitting across her face; lust, curiosity, shame, love for her monk and sheer want… he would not give her an escape once it began; she would have to come to him fully aware of the chance they were taking. Sango shuddered and finally stood, her head lifting to stare at him bravely. She had never been a coward; he knew that much of her.

“I cannot help it. I love him, very much… but I feel something, something between us, you and I. I have to do this, just once, if you are willing. But if he finds out, he will…”

“I do not fear your monk, or his Kazaana, taija. And I do feel it, this something you speak of.” He stepped closer and looked down into her large eyes. The silence grew heavy as each waited for the first move. Then she stood on tiptoe and leaned her hands on his chest just as he slid his hands around her slender waist and hauled her to him. Her kiss was far from innocent, even though she hesitated at the dangerously sharp fangs and ultra smooth tongue that marked him as not human. Her fingers dug into his pectorals with amazing strength as he pulled her closer, desire flaring in his belly, the slumbering need he had put off for his siblings pleasure taking him again.

Sango slid her hands up to his shoulders then down to his elbows, tugging him downward, and he obediently dropped to his knees, breaking off the kiss to lick down her neck, his hands expertly untying her kimono obi. She gracefully pulled her arms free of the cloth and then dug her hands into his hair, making a sound of appreciation at the heavy silken strands softness. Sesshomaru's hands slid up her ribs to cup the lush softness of her breasts, nuzzling her ear and purring his own appreciation of her charms.

Sango leaned her head back then gasped as he laid them both on the ground, his lips encircling her nipple as one hand slid to her belly, caressing her flat stomach in lazy circles. Sango moaned softly as his claws caused her to shiver pleasantly, her nipples hardening so his teeth caught them with a growl. She slid one hand into his haori and stroked his silken skin, pinching his flat nipple and sighing softly. Her restless movements and the luscious scent rising from her let him know he did not need to work on a seduction for her. He lifted his head up to her face and gazed at her as he slid his fingers into her wet nether lips, watching as her dark lidded eyes twitched and closed when he found her center and rubbed it between his fingers.

Her hands fumbled with his haori and hakama ties, finally loosening them so she could touch his skin. Her hand wound around his shaft, and she made a soft sound of wonder at finding him to be rather larger than she'd thought. She tugged on him and made a soft noise of impatience, then yelped when he slid his fingers into her and then pulled them back out very slowly. In an incredibly perverse display, the youkai brought his fingers, slick with her honey, up to his lips and licked them, his eyes gleaming brilliant gold in the shadows under the tree. Sango felt her breathing stop at the sight.

“I wanted to taste you, but as we are both impatient, this will have to do, little huntress.” He purred and slid over her. Sango moaned and lifted her knees wide, holding his sides and closing her eyes shyly under that intense gaze. He nuzzled her cheek and whispered in her ear, “Are you certain, is this worth the risk?” She nodded and wrapped her ankles over his thighs, tugging on him in emphasis. Her felt his hand brush her dark curls as he reached down and guided himself to her entrance, slowly spreading her open in a long, smooth motion. Sango's back arched to him as she bit her lip, her thighs trembling as he stretched her wide open, and plunged deep, deeper than she knew she could take him.

Sesshomaru paused and held himself over her, surprised by both the fact she was no virgin, and by her ability to embrace him fully. He had actually had a few human lovers and they always were too narrow inside to take his entire shaft into themselves. He kissed the corner of her lips, tongue darting out to taste her damp skin, waiting for her to signal that she was ready to truly begin. Her eyes fluttered open and she slid her arms up his back, whispering in his long elfin ear.

“Please, don't stop, I need more, quickly. I am not afraid.” She shifted her hips against his and they both moaned softly at the shudder of sensation it caused. He pulled back then thrust into her hard and deep, and kept thrusting as she arched then thrashed under him, her nails gouging his back as she thrust her hips to meet his motions. His arms slid under her, as he curled his hands over her shoulders and pulled her to him, watching her flushed face; her eyes riveted him, her darkened lids making her look almost like a woman of his species. He shoved the stab of pain at the realization that she was not of his kind, that his kind were doomed and strove hard for the pleasure he had denied himself with Inuyasha.

Sango was filled utterly, stretched pleasurably, every motion into her struck her center a delightful blow that rippled through her, each retreat rubbed and pulled her petals and sent shivers of ecstasy through her. She felt her body tighten then clamp onto her demon lover, legs and arms and inner muscles gripping him tight as she bit his shoulder to hold in a cry of joy. Sesshomaru growled and moved in tiny short jerking thrusts then fell over the edge with her, his arms crushing her close as he shook and spilled into her willing body. He just had enough presence of mind to roll them to their sides to recover, pulling her kimono over them against the evenings gathering chill.

Sango sighed and enjoyed the aftershocks of pleasure, amazed and understanding of why Inuyasha had begun his incestuous affair and not been willing to leave his brother's arms, even as he declared his love for Kagome openly for the first time. She wondered if Sesshomaru had taken Kagome too, and let Hentai visions of the three of them whirl in her mind a while.

Sesshomaru pondered his decision to take the taija like he had, especially since it amounted to adultery; she was promised to the monk, after all. Obviously she was serious about him, since she'd given her virginity to him, most likely. He hoped it had not been stolen from her by a demon as part of her professional adventures; he did respect her skill and loyalty to his brother's quest. He even respected the monk, who was a formidable fighter and wielded immense holy powers, not to mention the void in his hand.

Finally Sango sat up and stretched, her pert breasts shifting and drawing his eye. He reached up and stroked her lushness and sighed. “We must return, and from different directions, I'd think. The monk already is suspicious of me, and I do not wish to deal with his ire.” It was not fear of Miroku that made him concerned, of course, but the fuss and annoyance of a fight he wished to avoid. Sango nodded and smiles warmly at him.

“I enjoyed you, very much so. But I also do not think we should do this again.” She said gently. Sesshomaru; sat up as well and nodded, rearranging his garments. He had enough to handle, with Inuyasha and Kagome, and the wretched triangle between them. Sango boldly kisses his cool cheek, then left, still arranging her kimono, and heading for the stream to clean herself before facing her monk.

Sesshomaru stood slowly and headed back to the village, pleasantly tired, very amused and hoping his horny little brother would sleep through the night for once…