InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ The First and Second Claims ( Chapter 33 )
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The Prophecy
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest, lemon
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in except for Sturaki
A/N: Sorry about all the cliffies. I realize you hate them, but, look on the bright side, I hate cliffies, too. If I write one, it makes it that much more likely that I will get my butt in gear and write out the next chapter sooner.
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Chapter 33: The First and Second Claims
As Sesshoumaru left Sturaki’s abode, he looked down at the sleeping half-demon against his chest. He was truly a beautiful creature. To think that this strong, willful boy was his intended mate. It was incomprehensible to his conscious mind, but his youki and everyone around him was insisting that such was the case.
He took a whiff of his younger brother’s scent and could no longer hold it back. His last reservations had disappeared while he was at Sturaki’s home and now that he was alone with Inuyasha once again, he would put his scent claim on him. It would insure once and for all that no more demons would come sniffing around his brother.
Stopping where he was, he concentrated on the form wrapped in his fur accompaniment. He breathed in that intoxicating scent once again and focused his energy on increasing his own scent. It would have been enough to simply allow his younger brother to remain in his presence for another week or so and the claim would be in place, but his youki was having no part in that. It wanted his little brother scent claimed now.
As a result, he needed to call upon his demon blood to increase his own scent to such an extent that it overlaid his younger brother’s scent. He allowed it to increase the intensity of his own scent up well past the intensity he had ever used in a scent claiming before. Just as he was beginning to wonder at how strong his little brother’s personal scent was and whether his own scent was actually strong enough to overpower it, he was finally able to conquer it and place his claim.
He only realized after the claim had been placed that this must be why pack leaders almost never scent claimed other pack leaders. He had never really thought about it before, but, if he understood what had just happened correctly, as a pack leader, your own, personal scent had to be so powerful to place a scent claim on someone else in the first place that it made it practically impossible for another to place a scent claim on you.
He looked at his still sleeping baby brother in shock. The strength of your scent and ability to lay a scent claim was directly proportional to the pure strength available in your youki. For Inuyasha to have such a strong scent when he was not even fully grown was nothing short of astonishing. He wondered what else he did not know about his baby brother as he continued on his way back to his castle, unconsciously burying his nose in the hair crowning the half-demon’s head, breathing in the new scent that had formed around him.
Seeing the castle in the distance, Sesshoumaru created his cloud and flew over the outer wall and through one of the windows that led to his personal sleeping room. He had entered the castle often enough this way that no one would even think to question it and it had the added benefit of not allowing anyone else to know just who he had brought into the castle.
Not that he cared what they thought about his choice in house guest, and, if things continued the way they appeared to be going, his baby brother would be becoming a permanent fixture in his home, but he would rather not deal with it right now. At the moment, all he wanted to do was get some of his own work done while he waited for his younger brother to wake up.
To this end, he laid Inuyasha down on the futon in his room and placed the silken sheet over the slumbering body. If he had been thinking about it, he most likely would have moved the half-demon to another room, but he wasn’t so he didn’t. Besides, his instincts were telling him that his intended mate would sleep better surrounded by his scent.
He considered working in the same room his brother was sleeping in momentarily before rejecting the notion. The scent coming off his little brother was trying to entice him to lay down next to the boy and drift off himself. Knowing that if he were to stay, he would, in fact, end up falling asleep right alongside his brother, he purposefully moved out of the room and down the hallways to his study.
Even in his study, it was difficult for him to ignore the siren call that was his baby brother’s scent. He could tell that mating season was just hours away by how strong the urge to mate his little brother was getting. His youki was rather, he supposed pissed was putting it lightly, that he was not with his intended mate right now.
It was making it impossible to concentrate on his work. He was just about ready to give up entirely after several hours of attempting to get something, anything, accomplished, when he heard his young charge outside his study, talking rather animatedly to someone. Taking a sniff, he realized with dread just who that someone was.
How could he not have realized he was awake and roaming around his castle? Obviously Inuyasha was not the only one of them having problems noticing things. He wondered if this problem would go away with mating his younger brother and decided that anything would be preferable to his current situation.
When he heard the light rap on the panel, he knew his time was up. Calling out to Rin to come in, purposely ignoring the other person at the door, he did not even look up from his work. Maybe if he looked busy, his brother would take the hint and leave.
While he listened with half an ear to Rin babble about something or other, he realized that his younger brother had not taken a step into the study yet. In fact, he seemed to be preparing to leave again. Knowing he should be happy with this latest development, he could not comprehend why, of all possible things he could have done, he looked up into Inuyasha’s eyes.
A second after he did that, he knew he shouldn’t have for now he could not look away. It was as if his younger brother had put him under a spell. He had never realized how his intended radiated power and practically glowed. It was all he could do not to jump this enticing creature immediately.
In an attempt to distract himself, he tried to focus on what Rin was saying, but found he could not pull his attention away from the captivating being that was slowly walking towards him. As his brother drew nearer and nearer, Sesshoumaru realized he would not have much control once he was in touching range and, seeking to do damage control before there was any lasting damage, he told Rin to go play with Jaken.
She, of course, left the study, closing the door, to find the toad demon immediately, just as he had known she would. But, without her presence in the room, the space between him and his intended became oppressive. He gently called his little brother to him and watched with satisfaction as the request was immediately answered.
His youki was rumbling in contentment. His intended mate was such a good, submissive hanyou. The knowledge that this half-demon who was acting so submissive to him was submissive to no other but him only increased his desire for this being.
Standing, he pulled Inuyasha to him, pressing their bodies together completely. Burying his nose in his mate’s neck, he took a deep breath and growled in pleasure when his mate tilted his head back, exposing more neck for him to peruse.
This show of complete submission turned him on more than anything he had ever encountered in his life. His youki was demanding loud and clear that he had to mate with this being. He had to make sure that no other would receive this type of submission from his brother. The very idea was enough to enrage his youki to the point where he almost forgot where he was and what he was doing.
He growled a, “Mine,” into the throat of his younger brother.
When he heard a corresponding, “Yours,” come faintly from his brother’s lips, he almost lost what little control he had on his youki again.
He had no idea when his baby brother had learned to be so seductive. He was playing to every single one of his instincts as the alpha mate as if he had been doing this every day of his life and Sesshoumaru was falling to it quickly. Not a day previously he had not been sure if he was even going to proceed with the physical claim and yet, here he was, fully prepared to do so.
He found himself yanked back into the present abruptly when he felt his brother’s claws digging into his back, pulling him even closer. That small reminder was enough to put him over the edge. If his little brother wanted it rough, he could do rough.
Ripping the clothes from his brother’s body and his own, he growled at the moans that escaped from the hanyou’s lips when he pulled him back against him. He could now clearly see the full-body flush that his little brother was sporting. Obviously being in heat was a good look on his brother.
Taking in another deep breath of his brother’s scent, he realized it was even stronger than it had been when he had his clothes on. Losing himself to the smell, he crushed his lips to his mate’s, delighting in the immediate response.
Sesshoumaru lightly scored Inuyasha’s back with his claws, being careful to only just cut the skin as a tease. He heard his younger brother gasp into his mouth at the sensation and smirked. Who knew his baby brother would be so responsive?
Pulling away for a moment, he looked into his intended’s eyes. All he could see was a haze of pure lust and desire reflecting back at him behind silver bangs. It was, without a doubt, the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen in his life. And to think, this ethereal being was all his.
At that moment, he held no concern for who his intended mate was, no concern for what he would have to do to convince the other lords he was serious about his choice, no concern that this should be the last person he would want as a mate. At this one moment in time, all he saw was his mate, the other half of his soul, standing before him, ripe for the taking, begging to be taken, and he could not resist.
Grabbing the boy to him fiercely, he once again took possession of those sweet lips. Unable to say it clearly in words, he attempted to show his chosen one that he was chosen. His little brother was his and no one else’s. It became imperative in his mind that he make absolutely certain his brother be made aware of that fact.
After today, there would be no room for doubt in his mate’s mind of who he belonged to. There would be no priestesses vying for his affections, his younger brother would be his and Sesshoumaru was not in the habit of sharing.
With these thoughts in mind, he lowered his mate to the ground, never releasing him. Once they were on the ground, however, he pulled back to look at this beautiful creature that belonged to him. His little brother’s sliver hair formed a halo around his head, bringing out the pure gold of his eyes and swollen redness of his lips. The flush that he had seen earlier had only increased as time went by and the slight panting caused the muscles in his chest and abdomen to ripple enticingly.
Taking in the tempting form beneath him, he found himself overcome with the desire to see if he tasted as good as he looked, and, not seeing any reason not to, he began to lick and nip at any skin he could reach. He growled in contentment as the smaller form under him writhed in pleasure and emitted groans corresponding to each of his actions.
When he heard the moans turn into pleas, his youki insisted that it was high time he took his mate and made him completely his. To this end, he flipped his baby brother over as if he weighed nothing and pulled the lithe form up onto his knees.
He absently took note that the initial marks on his brother’s back had already disappeared, as he brought one finger to his brother’s entrance. Gently probing the area, he watched his mate’s back arch as he took note that, instead of being completely dry as he had been expecting, it was actually slightly slick already.
Dismissing it as most likely being part of the changes that his brother’s body had been undergoing, he easily slid his finger all the way in, meeting only token resistance. Mentally shrugging his shoulders, his youki decided that his mate was as well-prepared as he was going to get and he positioned his throbbing erection at the entrance.
Allowing his instincts to take over, he shoved into his mate’s entrance. He heard an almost silent whimper issue from his little brother’s mouth, but his instincts were insisting that there was nothing he could have done about it. Even so, he was not happy about hurting his mate, especially not this way.
To that end, he waited until his brother had once again relaxed before moving. Any pain his mate had been feeling had apparently been forgotten moments later because he was now meeting him thrust for thrust. Allowing his entire body to drape over his younger brother’s he trusted in his younger brother’s ability to support them both while he used his hand to reach around to his mate’s own erection.
As soon as his fingers wrapped around the heated flesh, his mate dropped onto his elbows and he rather abruptly found his head resting on his mate’s shoulder at an unusual angle. He considered moving again, but when his brother shoved himself onto his penis again and he managed to penetrate even deeper than he had been before, he rethought that idea and just allowed his mate to do what he pleased. Obviously, the hanyou knew more about this than he had thought.
As he realized that he was quickly reaching his own conclusion with this new position, he put more effort into making his mate reach his orgasm first. It was one of those unspoken rules of being the alpha mate, after all. He needed to be able to hold out longer than his little brother. It was a matter of pride.
And, not a moment too soon, he felt his younger brother’s entire body clench under and around him. With in a guttural growl, his little brother came, reaching one arm back over his elder brother’s back as far as he could reach and, with abnormally razor-sharp claws, rent the flesh of his brother’s back to ribbons, allowing his blood to flow freely over them both.
In response to the painful, tingling sensation on his back, Sesshoumaru released his brother’s now limp penis and rising, slammed himself into his brother one last time. His own orgasm overtook him as he used his own claws to once again scratch his little brother’s back, only this time, it was not a gentle scoring, it was deep gouges that bled profusely made with claws emitting a special signature used solely for this purpose, cementing the physical claiming.
After admiring his handiwork, he allowed himself to collapse back on top of his new mate, noting how his brother, who could normally easily lift him, collapsed flat to the ground under their combined weight and exhaustion. Not bothering to move, he idly wondered what their mating marks would end up looking like as he joined his mate in dreamland.
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Well, was that one any better? Not quite what you were expecting I’d wager. Although, Inuyasha did make a comment about how violent mating tended to be. FYI, for those who might be interested, I think Inuyasha’s mom and dad most likely used a slightly less violent version. In that I don’t think a human could handle the amount of blood loss present in this particular one.
A/N: In regards to Inuyasha’s being ‘already prepared’: Quick biology lesson. The only reason a female gets ‘slick’ at all is because her body is producing food to help the sperm survive on their trip to the egg. That’s why a female is only slick during the time period when she can become pregnant. True, arousing a female will cause her body to produce this ‘natural lubricant’, but when she is fertile, it is already there from the get-go. Seeing as Inuyasha’s body has gained the ability to bear pups, it stands to reason in my mind that a good many other things have happened to his body as well. One of those things would be the producing of ‘food’ for the sperm. Another is the relative lack of pain in the penetration process. If it was overly painful, you would never want to do it again which would go against what mother nature is trying to accomplish in getting the female pregnant. Feel free to argue with me if you like. I always appreciate a good debate.
As always, thank you for reading and/or reviewing.
By: mshutts
WARNING: incest, lemon
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any other characters here-in except for Sturaki
A/N: Sorry about all the cliffies. I realize you hate them, but, look on the bright side, I hate cliffies, too. If I write one, it makes it that much more likely that I will get my butt in gear and write out the next chapter sooner.
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Chapter 33: The First and Second Claims
As Sesshoumaru left Sturaki’s abode, he looked down at the sleeping half-demon against his chest. He was truly a beautiful creature. To think that this strong, willful boy was his intended mate. It was incomprehensible to his conscious mind, but his youki and everyone around him was insisting that such was the case.
He took a whiff of his younger brother’s scent and could no longer hold it back. His last reservations had disappeared while he was at Sturaki’s home and now that he was alone with Inuyasha once again, he would put his scent claim on him. It would insure once and for all that no more demons would come sniffing around his brother.
Stopping where he was, he concentrated on the form wrapped in his fur accompaniment. He breathed in that intoxicating scent once again and focused his energy on increasing his own scent. It would have been enough to simply allow his younger brother to remain in his presence for another week or so and the claim would be in place, but his youki was having no part in that. It wanted his little brother scent claimed now.
As a result, he needed to call upon his demon blood to increase his own scent to such an extent that it overlaid his younger brother’s scent. He allowed it to increase the intensity of his own scent up well past the intensity he had ever used in a scent claiming before. Just as he was beginning to wonder at how strong his little brother’s personal scent was and whether his own scent was actually strong enough to overpower it, he was finally able to conquer it and place his claim.
He only realized after the claim had been placed that this must be why pack leaders almost never scent claimed other pack leaders. He had never really thought about it before, but, if he understood what had just happened correctly, as a pack leader, your own, personal scent had to be so powerful to place a scent claim on someone else in the first place that it made it practically impossible for another to place a scent claim on you.
He looked at his still sleeping baby brother in shock. The strength of your scent and ability to lay a scent claim was directly proportional to the pure strength available in your youki. For Inuyasha to have such a strong scent when he was not even fully grown was nothing short of astonishing. He wondered what else he did not know about his baby brother as he continued on his way back to his castle, unconsciously burying his nose in the hair crowning the half-demon’s head, breathing in the new scent that had formed around him.
Seeing the castle in the distance, Sesshoumaru created his cloud and flew over the outer wall and through one of the windows that led to his personal sleeping room. He had entered the castle often enough this way that no one would even think to question it and it had the added benefit of not allowing anyone else to know just who he had brought into the castle.
Not that he cared what they thought about his choice in house guest, and, if things continued the way they appeared to be going, his baby brother would be becoming a permanent fixture in his home, but he would rather not deal with it right now. At the moment, all he wanted to do was get some of his own work done while he waited for his younger brother to wake up.
To this end, he laid Inuyasha down on the futon in his room and placed the silken sheet over the slumbering body. If he had been thinking about it, he most likely would have moved the half-demon to another room, but he wasn’t so he didn’t. Besides, his instincts were telling him that his intended mate would sleep better surrounded by his scent.
He considered working in the same room his brother was sleeping in momentarily before rejecting the notion. The scent coming off his little brother was trying to entice him to lay down next to the boy and drift off himself. Knowing that if he were to stay, he would, in fact, end up falling asleep right alongside his brother, he purposefully moved out of the room and down the hallways to his study.
Even in his study, it was difficult for him to ignore the siren call that was his baby brother’s scent. He could tell that mating season was just hours away by how strong the urge to mate his little brother was getting. His youki was rather, he supposed pissed was putting it lightly, that he was not with his intended mate right now.
It was making it impossible to concentrate on his work. He was just about ready to give up entirely after several hours of attempting to get something, anything, accomplished, when he heard his young charge outside his study, talking rather animatedly to someone. Taking a sniff, he realized with dread just who that someone was.
How could he not have realized he was awake and roaming around his castle? Obviously Inuyasha was not the only one of them having problems noticing things. He wondered if this problem would go away with mating his younger brother and decided that anything would be preferable to his current situation.
When he heard the light rap on the panel, he knew his time was up. Calling out to Rin to come in, purposely ignoring the other person at the door, he did not even look up from his work. Maybe if he looked busy, his brother would take the hint and leave.
While he listened with half an ear to Rin babble about something or other, he realized that his younger brother had not taken a step into the study yet. In fact, he seemed to be preparing to leave again. Knowing he should be happy with this latest development, he could not comprehend why, of all possible things he could have done, he looked up into Inuyasha’s eyes.
A second after he did that, he knew he shouldn’t have for now he could not look away. It was as if his younger brother had put him under a spell. He had never realized how his intended radiated power and practically glowed. It was all he could do not to jump this enticing creature immediately.
In an attempt to distract himself, he tried to focus on what Rin was saying, but found he could not pull his attention away from the captivating being that was slowly walking towards him. As his brother drew nearer and nearer, Sesshoumaru realized he would not have much control once he was in touching range and, seeking to do damage control before there was any lasting damage, he told Rin to go play with Jaken.
She, of course, left the study, closing the door, to find the toad demon immediately, just as he had known she would. But, without her presence in the room, the space between him and his intended became oppressive. He gently called his little brother to him and watched with satisfaction as the request was immediately answered.
His youki was rumbling in contentment. His intended mate was such a good, submissive hanyou. The knowledge that this half-demon who was acting so submissive to him was submissive to no other but him only increased his desire for this being.
Standing, he pulled Inuyasha to him, pressing their bodies together completely. Burying his nose in his mate’s neck, he took a deep breath and growled in pleasure when his mate tilted his head back, exposing more neck for him to peruse.
This show of complete submission turned him on more than anything he had ever encountered in his life. His youki was demanding loud and clear that he had to mate with this being. He had to make sure that no other would receive this type of submission from his brother. The very idea was enough to enrage his youki to the point where he almost forgot where he was and what he was doing.
He growled a, “Mine,” into the throat of his younger brother.
When he heard a corresponding, “Yours,” come faintly from his brother’s lips, he almost lost what little control he had on his youki again.
He had no idea when his baby brother had learned to be so seductive. He was playing to every single one of his instincts as the alpha mate as if he had been doing this every day of his life and Sesshoumaru was falling to it quickly. Not a day previously he had not been sure if he was even going to proceed with the physical claim and yet, here he was, fully prepared to do so.
He found himself yanked back into the present abruptly when he felt his brother’s claws digging into his back, pulling him even closer. That small reminder was enough to put him over the edge. If his little brother wanted it rough, he could do rough.
Ripping the clothes from his brother’s body and his own, he growled at the moans that escaped from the hanyou’s lips when he pulled him back against him. He could now clearly see the full-body flush that his little brother was sporting. Obviously being in heat was a good look on his brother.
Taking in another deep breath of his brother’s scent, he realized it was even stronger than it had been when he had his clothes on. Losing himself to the smell, he crushed his lips to his mate’s, delighting in the immediate response.
Sesshoumaru lightly scored Inuyasha’s back with his claws, being careful to only just cut the skin as a tease. He heard his younger brother gasp into his mouth at the sensation and smirked. Who knew his baby brother would be so responsive?
Pulling away for a moment, he looked into his intended’s eyes. All he could see was a haze of pure lust and desire reflecting back at him behind silver bangs. It was, without a doubt, the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen in his life. And to think, this ethereal being was all his.
At that moment, he held no concern for who his intended mate was, no concern for what he would have to do to convince the other lords he was serious about his choice, no concern that this should be the last person he would want as a mate. At this one moment in time, all he saw was his mate, the other half of his soul, standing before him, ripe for the taking, begging to be taken, and he could not resist.
Grabbing the boy to him fiercely, he once again took possession of those sweet lips. Unable to say it clearly in words, he attempted to show his chosen one that he was chosen. His little brother was his and no one else’s. It became imperative in his mind that he make absolutely certain his brother be made aware of that fact.
After today, there would be no room for doubt in his mate’s mind of who he belonged to. There would be no priestesses vying for his affections, his younger brother would be his and Sesshoumaru was not in the habit of sharing.
With these thoughts in mind, he lowered his mate to the ground, never releasing him. Once they were on the ground, however, he pulled back to look at this beautiful creature that belonged to him. His little brother’s sliver hair formed a halo around his head, bringing out the pure gold of his eyes and swollen redness of his lips. The flush that he had seen earlier had only increased as time went by and the slight panting caused the muscles in his chest and abdomen to ripple enticingly.
Taking in the tempting form beneath him, he found himself overcome with the desire to see if he tasted as good as he looked, and, not seeing any reason not to, he began to lick and nip at any skin he could reach. He growled in contentment as the smaller form under him writhed in pleasure and emitted groans corresponding to each of his actions.
When he heard the moans turn into pleas, his youki insisted that it was high time he took his mate and made him completely his. To this end, he flipped his baby brother over as if he weighed nothing and pulled the lithe form up onto his knees.
He absently took note that the initial marks on his brother’s back had already disappeared, as he brought one finger to his brother’s entrance. Gently probing the area, he watched his mate’s back arch as he took note that, instead of being completely dry as he had been expecting, it was actually slightly slick already.
Dismissing it as most likely being part of the changes that his brother’s body had been undergoing, he easily slid his finger all the way in, meeting only token resistance. Mentally shrugging his shoulders, his youki decided that his mate was as well-prepared as he was going to get and he positioned his throbbing erection at the entrance.
Allowing his instincts to take over, he shoved into his mate’s entrance. He heard an almost silent whimper issue from his little brother’s mouth, but his instincts were insisting that there was nothing he could have done about it. Even so, he was not happy about hurting his mate, especially not this way.
To that end, he waited until his brother had once again relaxed before moving. Any pain his mate had been feeling had apparently been forgotten moments later because he was now meeting him thrust for thrust. Allowing his entire body to drape over his younger brother’s he trusted in his younger brother’s ability to support them both while he used his hand to reach around to his mate’s own erection.
As soon as his fingers wrapped around the heated flesh, his mate dropped onto his elbows and he rather abruptly found his head resting on his mate’s shoulder at an unusual angle. He considered moving again, but when his brother shoved himself onto his penis again and he managed to penetrate even deeper than he had been before, he rethought that idea and just allowed his mate to do what he pleased. Obviously, the hanyou knew more about this than he had thought.
As he realized that he was quickly reaching his own conclusion with this new position, he put more effort into making his mate reach his orgasm first. It was one of those unspoken rules of being the alpha mate, after all. He needed to be able to hold out longer than his little brother. It was a matter of pride.
And, not a moment too soon, he felt his younger brother’s entire body clench under and around him. With in a guttural growl, his little brother came, reaching one arm back over his elder brother’s back as far as he could reach and, with abnormally razor-sharp claws, rent the flesh of his brother’s back to ribbons, allowing his blood to flow freely over them both.
In response to the painful, tingling sensation on his back, Sesshoumaru released his brother’s now limp penis and rising, slammed himself into his brother one last time. His own orgasm overtook him as he used his own claws to once again scratch his little brother’s back, only this time, it was not a gentle scoring, it was deep gouges that bled profusely made with claws emitting a special signature used solely for this purpose, cementing the physical claiming.
After admiring his handiwork, he allowed himself to collapse back on top of his new mate, noting how his brother, who could normally easily lift him, collapsed flat to the ground under their combined weight and exhaustion. Not bothering to move, he idly wondered what their mating marks would end up looking like as he joined his mate in dreamland.
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Well, was that one any better? Not quite what you were expecting I’d wager. Although, Inuyasha did make a comment about how violent mating tended to be. FYI, for those who might be interested, I think Inuyasha’s mom and dad most likely used a slightly less violent version. In that I don’t think a human could handle the amount of blood loss present in this particular one.
A/N: In regards to Inuyasha’s being ‘already prepared’: Quick biology lesson. The only reason a female gets ‘slick’ at all is because her body is producing food to help the sperm survive on their trip to the egg. That’s why a female is only slick during the time period when she can become pregnant. True, arousing a female will cause her body to produce this ‘natural lubricant’, but when she is fertile, it is already there from the get-go. Seeing as Inuyasha’s body has gained the ability to bear pups, it stands to reason in my mind that a good many other things have happened to his body as well. One of those things would be the producing of ‘food’ for the sperm. Another is the relative lack of pain in the penetration process. If it was overly painful, you would never want to do it again which would go against what mother nature is trying to accomplish in getting the female pregnant. Feel free to argue with me if you like. I always appreciate a good debate.
As always, thank you for reading and/or reviewing.