InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Last Youkai ❯ Bound by Reality ( Chapter 2 )

Bound by Reality

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
that word is love."- Sophocles -

Seshoumaru groaned, his eyes slowly adjusted to his surroundings. His arms were chained above him and his feet were shackled to the floor. Slowly he opens his eyes…his hands…looking at his hands…Crimson drops…. Crimson

glistening upon his hands…dully…smeared across his skin…His hair plastered with it…sticky…weight down by it…the sharp copper scent of it…

He raised his head slightly and peered through the long curtain of hair that fell before his eyes. He saw several other various youkai similarly chained and bound. Most were unconscious and those that were not wished they were. He tried to swallow but his throat was so dry it was cracked, he tasted his own blood.

He sensed rather then heard the dungeon doors sliding open. He turned toward the sound and in a flash, the stench of Naraku's fetid breath, assaulted his senses. Naraku grabbed his hair and yanked his head up, their eyes now level.

"hmmmm, I see your awake, my beauty." Sesshoumaru was silent. "Nothing to say, my sweet?" as he pressed his body to Sesshoumaru's and purred. That sound….it made his hair stand on end…That sound brought back memories of what Naraku had done to him……His heart began rattling in his ribcage he felt like a wild animal frantic to escape…Can't…breath…can't breath…can't….

"Get away from me!!, he spat before he felt Naraku's lips press against his and he welcomed the darkness once again.

The scene played out in his mind as if it was on auto play. The background, the western lands, as they once had been, lush and beautiful. The sun was warm on his skin and there was a slight breeze. His arms were wrapped around her, and he felt content and sheer bliss, just by her presence.

Without warning the scene changed, the moon shone above and she was now beneath him moaning in ecstasy, his name spilling from her lips as her head thrashed back and forth. The heady scent of her urging him on, he brings his mouth down to join his busy fingers. Her fingers twist in his hair as, moaning, tugging him deeper, urging him closer, she wriggles and gasps. The sensation was unbelievable as he again thrust deeply into her, deeper and deeper. He leaned forward standing on his hands with her legs hooked over his elbows stretching her open even further keeping himself firmly inside her.

The sensual assault threatened to overwhelm him. He drives himself against her, hips moving from side to side, grinding, filling her, eliciting cries of pleasure that, small at first, grow in volume, rising up the scale. Finally, his control ebbs, his rhythm falters and he begins to moan softly. Almost without warning, the first orgasm slams through him, taking his breath away. Shuddering, gasping, he cries out, and again as the next, and the next rush through his body. His cock surges and throbs, channeling his savage joy to the woman impaled beneath him.

Sesshoumaru felt her walls tighten around him as he thrust deeply inside her once more and sank his fangs into her flesh, marking her as his. He felt he knew who she was but somehow it was just out of his mind's grasp. He was torn between the sheer pleasure and the frustration of not knowing who this creature was but knowing that she was somehow the key to his survival.

When he was lucid he was at the mercy of Naraku's twisted mind, his entire being consumed with the will to endure the endless pain. Complete and utter revulsion was the second fundamental emotion that engulfed his waking world. He welcomed the darkness as he slipped into the recesses of his mind, where this exquisite woman, this familiar angel, who he could not put a name to, kept him alive and kept him sane.

Awaken and you fill my thoughts - your eyes, your hair, the smell of you: I can almost taste you, I want to be filled with all of you; I want to taste you. All I want to do is to pleasure you and have you possess me. Reality has yet to overtake me - I feel as if I am dreaming. I think of your touch and my body shivers the longing inside me still burns

The scene changed to the third act, the day he and Inuyasha sent Rin and Kagome through the well. Sango's exterminators mask covering most of Rin's pale face keeping her small lungs free of the miasma. Her wide eyes filled with tears, "Nooooooo, you promised you would never leave me, Seshoumaru- sama, you promised, don't leave me." He touched her face with a clawed hand and caught a tear falling from her eye. "Please Rin, be strong, there is no other way, I will come for you when it is safe. I need you to live, I could not bear it, if Naraku got to you. Please be strong for me."

Kagome was struggling to breathe and pleading with Inuyasha not to do this. "I have to stay with you, you are my mate, I want to fight by your side," she sobbed.

"Kagome, you are wounded you must go,."

"Please Inuyasha come with me." Inuyasha looked up at his brother, "No, I must stay, my place is here, I must fight."

Rin, strong for her tender age, could not bear the pain in Sesshoumaru's eyes, she blinked back her tears and tried to appear brave. "Do not worry my lord, I will survive but you must also survive for me. Please be safe, I love you Seshoumaru-sama!" Those were the last words he heard before they pushed the girls over the edge.

Why did his mind keep going from the woman in his arms, back to the last time he had saw Rin. What did this mean? His mind was tormented with escape and the reality he was bound to. Sesshoumaru vowed to himself, "he will not break me, this will not be my reality, I will find her."

Naraku leaned closer to the lips of the lord of the western lands and smirked. …. "find her...no, my pet, I will find her and you will break as I destroy her before you."