InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Torn ❯ Last Rites ( Chapter 6 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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Chapter Six
Last Rites
I apologize for taking so long. Seizures will always get in the way, so never expect quick updates. There have been grammar corrections and minor adjustments. Please forgive errors. I am without a beta. If you have the time, let me know how I did. Be prepared for a long sit down. This is well over 7,000 words.
Shippou skipped into the room and nearly fell when he saw Inuyasha stuffing their few meager belongings, most of which were Shippou's, into the yellow backpack that Kagome had left for them.
“Wha…What are you doing, Inuyasha?” Shippou asked as Inuyasha carefully tucked Shippou's crayons and drawings into the bag.
“It's time to leave,” Inuyasha said flatly.
“But…but, why?” Shippou whined, tears threatening to roll down his cheeks.
“Don't ask stupid questions, runt! Just do what I tell you.” Inuyasha couldn't even look Shippou in the eye.
“Inuyasha?” Shippou knew that this would be a long-shot, but he had to try.
“What!?”
“Do you remember what tonight is?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Can you smell my scent?” Shippou asked in a small voice.
“Of course, I…” Inuyasha sniffed experimentally. “Dammit! Not now,” he groaned.
“You don't want to be out in the woods on a moonless night. Not if you don't have to,” Shippou said, knowing how stubborn the hanyou could be.
Inuyasha plopped down on the floor. “How could I forget? Shit, shit, shit.”
`If he ever hated me before, he would certainly hate the scent of me being human. Why did it have to be tonight?' Inuyasha's mind complained uselessly.
“Don't worry, I won't tell Sesshoumaru. Just lock the door and he'll never know.”
“He'll smell that I'm human, even with the door closed. That's another good reason to leave.”
“No! I'll tell Rin to keep him busy!” Shippou offered, realizing that his plan had just backfired. “You know she can do it. He'll do almost anything she asks.” Shippou mentally patted himself on the back. `Nice save.'
Inuyasha thought for a moment. `It could work. There's no reason to be out there while I'm human if I can be in here, especially since I won't be able to protect Shippou as well while in my human form.'
“You think Rin could handle it, runt?”
“Sure! I'll go tell her to keep Sesshoumaru busy when the sun starts going down and to keep him away from you. Okay?”
“Go for it, Shippou,” Inuyasha said, giving Shippou a slight nod.
Shippou's heart leapt. They weren't going anywhere tonight. That gave him and Rin a few more hours to put their plan into action. He ran off at top speed to sniff out his new best friend.
Inuyasha walked over to his window while fondling Kagome's earring, something that was becoming a habit lately. Shadows had begun to fall into the courtyard as the sun descended toward the western horizon.
`Four or five hours. Damn! Why tonight?'
The clear tinkling of Rin's cheerful laughter drew Inuyasha away from his thoughts. From the window, he watched as she ran up to Sesshoumaru, who was reclining beneath a tree. She had taken hold of Sesshoumaru's hand and tugged on it. Instead of pushing her away, Sesshoumaru stood and followed her, or rather, allowed his person to be pulled along.
`The girl certainly has a way with people', he thought to himself. `How could he have hated me so much, but do just about anything for a little human girl? But the question really is; does he still hate me?'
Inuyasha sighed. This was going to be one of the longest nights that he had ever spent as a human. It was bad enough that he had so many conflicting thoughts and emotions as his normal hanyou self. His humanity would only soften him further, leaving him so much more vulnerable to his feelings concerning his current predicament.
“Hey, Inuyasha! Wanna have a campout dinner with me this evening?” Kouga asked through the door.
“Nah. Come on in, Kouga.” Inuyasha was glad for the reprieve from his thoughts.
“I never thought you'd pass up a meal. I'm gonna get some boar, rabbit, fish and lots of other stuff.” Kouga stood, feet apart and arms crossed, expecting a change in attitude. Inuyasha could very well kick him out the door. The young man could be unpredictable.
“Tonight's the moonless night and Sesshoumaru doesn't know. I'd take you up on it, but I gotta stay put,” Inuyasha sighed, staring at his large clawed hands that would soon shrink to human size without the power to protect.
“Oh, well, tomorrow night then?”
“Me and Shippou will be leaving tomorrow morning,” muttered Inuyasha. “This shit with you and Sesshoumaru has got me all confused and pissed off. I need some space.”
All the air rushed out of Kouga's chest. “What!? And just when were you going to tell me?” he yelled after regaining some of his composure.
“Shut the fuck up, Kouga! You don't own me. Sesshoumaru doesn't own me. I came here to make sure he healed. It's done and I'm leaving,” Inuyasha retorted.
Kouga growled low in his throat then suddenly stopped, remembering his goal. The further away he could get Inuyasha, the better. “You're right.”
“Eh?” Inuyasha said incredulously. Kouga never gave in to anyone, least of all him.
“Okay, but will you at least have breakfast with me before you leave. You gotta eat somethin' and I can give you some to take with you. You know, I could even travel with you part of the way.”
Inuyasha thought for a minute. “Yeah, I guess Shippou should eat too.”
That wasn't in Kouga's plans. “He can eat it with Rin. I wanna talk to you about things little ears shouldn't overhear.” It was an excuse to be alone with Inuyasha and he knew it. But hey, whatever worked.
“We can talk just as well now, Kouga,” Inuyasha said, raising an eyebrow. `Just what is wimpy wolf up to?'
“Nah, I ain't got time. I'll see ya later. You gonna eat with Mr. High and Mighty before the sun sets?”
“Probably. Though I really don't want to,” said Inuyasha, frowning at the thought of having to be in the same room with both Sesshoumaru and Kouga at the same time.
“Well, I'll see you then,” Kouga said cheerfully and raced off with a smile, a smile that faded once he was out the door. `Dammit! Stupid mutt.'
“Fuck them! I'll eat with them, but it doesn't mean I have to talk to them,” Inuyasha muttered under his breath.
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Rin and Shippou chattered as they ate, occasionally glancing at the males, who were being rather silent. Only Rin could tell that Sesshoumaru was sniffing the air as though looking for something. It was the slight sudden rise and fall of his chest that gave him away.
Shippou had explained to Rin that Inuyasha changed forms on the moonless night and relayed to her that Sesshoumaru should be kept away, so the two ate slowly, hoping to steal Sesshoumaru away once he had finished his meal. Shippou was in charge of seeing to it that Inuyasha had an excuse to go the opposite direction of Rin and Sesshoumaru. She hoped it wasn't too late to keep Sesshoumaru in the dark.
“Hey, Sesshoumaru, did Inuyasha tell you that he plans to leave tomorrow?” Kouga asked, hoping that Sesshoumaru would join him in insisting that Inuyasha stay for awhile longer. At least until he could convince the hanyou to come with him. He was disappointed however.
“It is none of my concern,” the Lord said with such chilly undertones that Kouga was sure his food was going to freeze right in front of him.
Inuyasha didn't bother looking up from his plate. Just as well. He had no business here any longer and might as well get back to his usual routine; fight off the rogue demons and humans that would threaten his survival. Not a bad alternative to being stressed out over such stupid, confusing issues he was being shoved into here.
Yeah, he had wanted a relationship with his brother, but he couldn't trust the ice king. One minute Sesshoumaru was being warm, and the next, an iceberg. How many times had Sesshoumaru tried to kill him? He couldn't count them all on one hand. Why should he expect anything different now?
And what about Kouga? The wolf was just too cocky. Being around him for any length of time would ruin any type of friendship they had developed. Nope. Inuyasha was better off alone. It wasn't new and he could easily deal with it.
The faint scent of a human drifted up Sesshoumaru's nostrils and it wasn't Rin. It had Sesshoumaru puzzled, but he wasn't about to demean himself by going around and sniffing everyone in the room. If it weren't for the aroma of the food, he could have easily determined who the scent was coming from.
That wasn't the most important thing at the moment though. Inuyasha leaving without his consent or knowledge was most disturbing. Sure, he was going to kill the hanyou, but such disrespect was not acceptable in the least. What he wasn't willing to admit or recognize was that it hurt. That was as good a reason as any to kill Inuyasha. With these feelings overtaking him, he could not present himself to the world as the conqueror he was. Mooning over some half-breed would mean a lot of exasperating killing to confirm his power—not that he wouldn't enjoy re-asserting his power while licking blood from his claws. It would be a challenge he would relish. He just didn't like feeling weak; or perhaps, feeling as though Inuyasha exerted some type of power over him. That was more than unacceptable. No one would wield any power over the great lord, least of all, the one who already had it. Yes, his brother must die his mind insisted.
But his heart just wasn't in it.
Shippou had already finished his meal and could tell that if he was going to wait on Inuyasha, they would never get out of the dining hall.
“Um, Inuyasha?”
“What do you want now, runt?” Inuyasha asked, not even bothering to look at Shippou.
“I was wondering if you could help me with something up in the room.”
“Sure,” Inuyasha responded, grateful that he wouldn't feel the need to make excuses for hiding out.
Sesshoumaru glanced at his brother, surprised that Inuyasha had acquiesced so easily.
It seemed as though none of the adults were planning on finishing their meal, so Rin took it upon herself to put in motion her part of the plan.
“Lord Sesshoumaru?”
“Yes, Rin,” he responded, rather quietly she noted.
“Would you take me out to watch the fireflies tonight?” she asked oh so innocently.
After what seemed to Rin to be forever, Sesshoumaru responded with a simple `Yes'. She smiled at him and giggled. Giving him her brightest smile, she danced a little circle, singing, “Fireflies, fireflies! Lord Sesshoumaru is taking me to see the fireflies!”
“Rin,” Sesshoumaru said flatly.
“Yes, Lord Sesshoumaru?”
“Be quiet.”
“Of course!” she replied, plopping back down, still grinning ear to ear. Not only had she achieved her goal, but she was going to have the pleasure of watching a light show.
`Guess it's just me tonight. Maybe I'll spend a little time with Inuyasha before it gets dark,' Kouga thought.
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As the sky grew orange with the setting sun, Sesshoumaru sat in his study observing small wisps of green mist floating through the room. His eyes were tinted with the mildest of crimson as a gentle breath escaped his lips. Another puff of green mist joined the other wraiths. He sat back in his chair, disgusted with his plan.
If only there was another way. However, his brother was being stubborn. The hanyou wouldn't give him what he wanted. If he couldn't have the half-breed, no one would. And, hadn't he always sworn that no one other than himself was allowed to kill Inuyasha?
Back in his room, Inuyasha leaned against the window, the typical irritation, loneliness and sense of loss already beginning to rise within him while he watched the sun sliding behind the mountain peaks. His claws began their painful retraction and his ears ached with the transformation. He watched in disgust while the tresses of his thick, white mane faded to black.
Every month, he had to go through this shit. One would think he would be accustomed to it by now. However, being hanyou for all but one day out of the month made his weak human form a burden. He fisted his hands at his sides, swearing under his breath.
`Pathetic, weak human,' his mind ranted. `I'm glad that Shippou is with Rin. Sesshoumaru won't let anything happen to him,' he thought with a relieved sigh.
He rubbed his temples before changing into a robe and sitting in the chair he had dragged to the window. It was going to be a long night. Morning couldn't come soon enough. Taking care of a wounded youkai lord, the stress of all his confusing emotions, and the fact that he knew he was safe must have been the culprits. He rarely slept when he was human, but tonight he was asleep almost the instant he rested his head on the wing of the chair.
A fatal mistake.
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Sesshoumaru drifted silently down the corridor. That human scent was wafting around him again. Something seemed familiar about it and his nostrils flared as he came closer to Inuyasha's room. The scent of sweet human blood seeped from the edges of the doorframe. Sesshoumaru slipped into the room as silent as a ghost. His eyes were met with a vision of beauty, bathed in the soft light of the stars.
`So this is his human night,' thought Sesshoumaru in wonder at the peaceful sleeping figure. Then he steeled himself. `All the better. He will be dead before he can even smell the scent of my poison.'
Sesshoumaru slipped down in front of Inuyasha, staring up at the pale flesh, the fall of thick black eyelashes and raven hair, its strands highlighted with many colors. A vision indeed. Sesshoumaru found his resolve weakening as ran his fingers through the tresses. Without a thought, he parted the robe and stared at the lithe yet muscular figure.
Inuyasha must have been in a very deep sleep to have the movement go unnoticed. Thinking that the man child probably wasn't comfortable, Sesshoumaru snaked his arm around Inuyasha's waist and beneath his legs, much like he would Rin when carrying her. He tipped Inuyasha into his chest before lifting him and gently carried him to the bed. It didn't even occur to the great lord that Inuyasha's comfort should not be an issue at this point.
Once he had Inuyasha in the bed, Inuyasha mumbled and rolled to his belly, giving Sesshoumaru a spectacular view of Inuyasha's firm round ass when the robe slid away. In his fascination, Sesshoumaru tugged the sleeves from Inuyasha's arms and discarded the robe onto the floor. For a few moments, he sat on the edge of the bed, studying the body stretched out before him. It wasn't long before Sesshoumaru found his hand skating down the center of Inuyasha's back and swirling over the relaxed, soft cheeks of his ass. Inuyasha was soft and pliable beneath caressing hands.
Sesshoumaru's gut burned with desire and guilt as his hands trailed along Inuyasha's thighs. When he brought his hands up to feel the dormant muscles in Inuyasha's back, he felt tension under his fingertips and a the change in breathing, which let him know that Inuyasha was awake. Well, if the boy was going to pretend to be asleep, Sesshoumaru would play along. He would take what he wanted then give them both peace. Gently rising from the bed, Sesshoumaru casually undressed, and silently laid his clothing and swords on the floor, then moved back to straddle Inuyasha.
Inuyasha felt light, warm kisses moving smoothly over the blades of his shoulder then down his spine. It sent sparks of fire, as well as a slithering chill of fear through his abdomen. He had to fight to control his breathing when Sesshoumaru's mouth reached the swell of his ass. When Sesshoumaru's lips and tongue warmed the skin of his globes, his eyes clenched shut and he had to fight to keep his muscles lax.
`He was so cold at dinner. Why is he doing this now?' Damn, but it felt good. No one had ever shown him, Inuyasha, such physical attention. Then he remembered. `I'm human! Oh, shit! What the fuck!?'
Before his mind could process anything else, he had let a groan escape his lips and his body quivered. There was a warm, wet suckling behind his right knee. He tried to stop himself, but his traitorous body would not obey. Involuntarily, his back made the smallest of arches.
`Oh!' Inuyasha thought in surprise as he felt his erection shift against the slick satin sheets. `Damn.'
He felt Sesshoumaru's hand clamp down around his left ankle before he was subjected to the same torture behind his left knee. Warmth shot up his leg, pooled in his groin, then seeped into his chest. Control was lost as his hips ground into the bed and he lost his battle as small pants rushed over his lips.
“Gods, Sesshoumaru!” he exclaimed when the suckling, along with kisses and licks, trailed up his inner thighs with Sesshoumaru spreading his legs as he went.
Inuyasha whimpered when Sesshoumaru reached the apex of his thighs and flicked his tongue out to tease the magic inch between Inuyasha's balls and the tight ring guarding his passage. The satin becoming wet and stained with the evidence of his arousal. While Sesshoumaru's relentless tongue traveled the same path over and over again, he fisted his hands into the sheets, moaned into his pillow, and tried to contain the fire burning through his veins
Inuyasha was going to die. He just knew it. Wouldn't he be surprised to find out just how right he was?
It was a delicious feeling to have the power to control the clenching and relaxing of Inuyasha's body beneath him. When Inuyasha moaned, Sesshoumaru felt a pride that he didn't quite understand. What he did know was that he craved more. He wanted Inuyasha to writhe beneath him, to call out his name. So as not to startle Inuyasha, millimeter by millimeter, each upward trail of Sesshoumaru's tongue slid up over Inuyasha's tight portal until he had Inuyasha trembling. He heard the muffled plea for more as Inuyasha begged into his pillow.
“Sess, please, please...gods, don't stop!” Inuyasha exclaimed, still hiding his embarrassment in his pillow.
It was a glorious and satisfying song that Sesshoumaru intended to hear many times over before he was through with Inuyasha. Inuyasha was writhing, his hips rising and falling with Sesshoumaru's attentions. It was perfect. While his tongue prodded and eased the tightness of Inuyasha's small ring, Sesshoumaru slid his hand between Inuyasha and the bed, gripping Inuyasha's swollen, throbbing shaft.
“Oh, gods,” Inuyasha nearly sobbed when Sesshoumaru lathed the valley between the globes of his ass while Sesshoumaru's hand stroked his aching cock.
“Dammit, Sess. I'm going to…”
“No, you are not,” Sesshoumaru interrupted as he quickly withdrew.
“Fuck!” Inuyasha swore as he curled into a ball on his side. “You can't leave me like this.”
“I won't,” Sesshoumaru murmured then rolled Inuyasha to his back.
Sesshoumaru sat on his knees between Inuyasha's thighs, his thick arousal very evident. A generous amount of precum drained down the shaft, reflecting the meager light from the stars. Even without his demon sight, Inuyasha could see the perfection before him.
The refined features of Sesshoumaru's porcelain-skinned face with its striking markings spoke of his royal heritage. With the well-defined muscles of his broad chest and shadows marking the definition of his abdomen, there was no doubt that he was very powerful. In his current state, Inuyasha would not stand a chance against Sesshoumaru. Not that fighting was what he had in mind at the moment.
A sharp intake of breath nearly choked Inuyasha as Sesshoumaru reached out to soothe his heaving chest with soft caresses. At the same time, Sesshoumaru lowered his face and blew softly along the line of Inuyasha's erection. Inuyasha hissed at the unwelcome breeze. But it seemed to do the trick. He was calming, the painful aching in his groin receding. Sesshoumaru sat back up and took a deep breath as he stared into mahogany eyes that even still held a brilliance that his own could never achieve.
“You are beautiful,” Sesshoumaru whispered before he could catch himself. He had to hold back a snarl at his own lack of power to control himself. And it was Inuyasha who had stolen that power.
Inuyasha just stared at him, not having a clue about how to respond. It seemed that Sesshoumaru didn't expect one either. Having a bit more control over his senses now, Inuyasha thought that he should show his gratitude for the seeming affection that Sesshoumaru was giving him. He clamped his legs around Sesshoumaru's and he pulled himself up.
Sesshoumaru continued to gaze at him without protest and Inuyasha broke free of Sesshoumaru's eyes when he bent down and licked the tip of Sesshoumaru's cock. It was so hard, wet, smooth, and radiated heat. He was surprised that the taste was clean with a bit of a salty flavor.
Sesshoumaru shivered at the heat of Inuyasha's tongue, caressing and swirling around the tip of his erection. A wave of heated shock wracked Sesshoumaru's body when Inuyasha sank his mouth down around his aching member and Sesshoumaru thrust upward without thinking, nearly gagging Inuyasha. Nevertheless, Inuyasha didn't let that stop him. He sucked harder, pulling Sesshoumaru deeper into his mouth, working his throat muscles for optimum friction…and Sesshoumaru felt himself tensing with need, nearly to the point of pain.
It occurred to Inuyasha that, because he did have two hands, he could easily enhance Sesshoumaru's pleasure. He wrapped the fingers of his left hand around the base of Sesshoumaru's shaft and dipped his other beneath the bulges at the base, carefully giving a soft squeeze. To his delight, Sesshoumaru shuddered and let out a resonating guttural groan. It thrilled Inuyasha to his toes and he felt the skin of his own arousal tighten when more hot blood thickened it.
Inuyasha quickened his onslaught, using his tongue even more and drawing responses from Sesshoumaru that made his flesh so hot with desire that he was sure his skin would peel away. His could feel his cheeks and ears burning crimson with the fire that threatened to overtake him. He was surprised when Sesshoumaru rolled forward without breaking their connection.
Now above Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru carefully thrust into the hot warmth of Inuyasha's mouth and felt Inuyasha's throat contract with the swallowing of clear salty fluid.
“It feels…so good, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru rasped.
Assassinating the hanyou was the last thing on Sesshoumaru's mind. No, Inuyasha was driving him mad with desire. Sesshoumaru's body craved completion as though it had been empty and deprived for centuries. Maybe that wasn't far from the truth.
Sesshoumaru stood on a high wire between the fulfillment he needed and his desire to remain free of the constraints that emotions would demand of him. Both seemed necessary, but he believed that only one could be attained. He would worry about that later, when his world came crashing down like a felled forest.
Sesshoumaru's barely audible grunts drove Inuyasha's desire for more, more of Sesshoumaru. Just as he thought that his sensitive, aching body could take no more of touch, Sesshoumaru drew away, panting heavily. A slight sheen of sweat covered the luscious lord. Inuyasha gazed up into lust-ridden, pink-tinged, amber eyes. It scalded his soul; years of rejection and now this. Though he wanted it, maybe even needed it, it was slowly killing him, pain shooting through his chest much like a sword casually running him through. But if this was the only chance he would ever have, he would take it, pain and all.
The ice king wasn't blind. He could see the shadows behind Inuyasha's eyes, the tightness in the surrounding skin. But he also saw the resignation wash it away. Inuyasha smiled softly and it broke his heart. There would be no more brilliant, golden eyes and no more of those rare smiles come dawn. His fingertips found their way to Inuyasha's cheek and tenderly brushed away stray strands of raven hair.
Inuyasha's heart slammed against his chest as he watched Sesshoumaru's gaze go to the fingers brushing against his cheeks. For the first time, Sesshoumaru's expression softened, and it was for him.
`How can he…What is he doing?' Inuyasha thought with incredulity. The surprise didn't lessen the pleasure and he closed his eyes to savor the feel of Sesshoumaru's loving hand.
“Sesshoumaru,” he whispered softly as he tipped his face into Sesshoumaru's palm.
Sesshoumaru shoved down the slithering burn of regret rising in his throat. Inuyasha would get everything he ever wanted, if only for tonight. Everything. He balanced himself on his one hand and slid sensuously down Inuyasha's body, the tip of his arousal trailing his warm nectar. There was no hesitation when he took Inuyasha into his mouth. He was fast and unforgiving. Inuyasha's back arched before his hips jerked forward into the wet heat of Sesshoumaru's mouth. Sesshoumaru overwhelmed him with his tongue swirling, mouth sucking, and throat squeezing and gliding along Inuyasha's aching flesh.
“Sesshoumaru!” Inuyasha gasped with eyes wide. “Fuck!”
“I fully intend to do just that,” Sesshoumaru plainly stated as he let loose of Inuyasha to trail his tongue down to the tightened sacs below Inuyasha's shaft.
Inuyasha raised his knees and arched his hips as Sesshoumaru lathed his tongue everywhere it seemed; the crease of the juncture of his thighs and groin, the delicate sac at the bottom of his shaft, and down that magical line to the tight ring that would soon be stretched to its limit. Sesshoumaru's tongue was magical in its ability to bring Inuyasha close to the brink. He felt as though he would melt from the heat of his desire.
Everything was burning out of control as Sesshoumaru tortured him to his limits. Just when he thought he could take no more, Sesshoumaru relented, leaving a dazed and panting Inuyasha groaning at the loss. Sesshoumaru pulled himself up over Inuyasha and pressed his fingers to Inuyasha's lips.
“Wet them, Inuyasha,” he murmured, though he wondered if he had not lubricated Inuyasha enough already.
Inuyasha obeyed and with closed eyes sucked Sesshoumaru's fingers into his mouth. It was much longer than needed before Sesshoumaru withdrew his fingers. A new wave of desire had flooded Sesshoumaru when Inuyasha's tongue had raked the length of them. Sparks flew all through him as that tongue had wrapped itself around his fingers, helping to create an intense suction. In order to gather more moisture, he had to press down to break the suction before withdrawing his fingers. The trembling of his own body surprised him, but he didn't let it stop him as he slid his fingers between Inuyasha's thighs. Without giving Inuyasha warning, he scraped his fangs down the line of Inuyasha's throat while his middle finger invaded Inuyasha's body.
“Ah!” Inuyasha exclaimed in surprise and discomfort, his body jerking at the intrusion.
“Shhh,” Sesshoumaru whispered, his breath tickling Inuyasha's ears.
“Sess,” Inuyasha complained.
Inuyasha found his lips trapped by Sesshoumaru's while the invading finger withdrew then thrust back in. His mouth opened at the startling invasion and he suddenly found Sesshoumaru's tongue caressing his own with gentle, and could he say it, tender care? His throat constricted at the thought of Sesshoumaru `loving' him. In the end, he decided to accept it for what it appeared to be and wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru's waist, returning the kiss with all the passion he possessed.
Imagining what was to come, Sesshoumaru groaned his pleasure and thrust two fingers into Inuyasha's tight passage. Slightly curling his fingers, he thrust again. Something that he had done caused Inuyasha to tear his lips away and to cry out.
“Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru asked, clearly concerned that he had hurt his lover.
“Don't stop, please don't stop,” Inuyasha panted.
Taking that as an indication that he had not hurt Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru repeated the action, pleased to find Inuyasha writhing, arching and bucking, all the while calling out his name.
Inuyasha's stomach was slicked with a puddle of his own precum as his neglected cock was tease by his own skin. The chill left by the blistering flames that had already burned out of control was raking along his flesh while he bucked up onto Sesshoumaru's fingers. When he landed back down on the bed and prepared for another thrust, his body stilled at the shock of being suddenly empty.
“Wha…”
Sesshoumaru stole his breath away with nibbles along his jaw. Before he realized what had happened, Sesshoumaru had positioned himself to enter Inuyasha's small human frame.
“Sess,” Inuyasha whimpered.
“I will take care, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru murmured. After seeing the fear in the depths of those warm mahogany eyes, he ran his lips over the sensitive skin of Inuyasha's throat. “Shhh.” Sesshoumaru brushed his lips over Inuyasha's eyelids before resting them a breath away from Inuyasha's lips. His tongue snaked out and ran along Inuyasha's quivering bottom lip.
Inuyasha found himself captured in a passionate yet tender kiss while Sesshoumaru nudged against his tight entrance. He tried to hold back the whine as tears threatened his eyes when Sesshoumaru shoved past the ring guarding his passage, but was unsuccessful. His human fingernails dug into Sesshoumaru's shoulders, biting at the skin as he felt Sesshoumaru's lips thin before the soft flesh pulled away.
No matter what Sesshoumaru did, he knew he was going to hurt Inuyasha, and after the tip of his cock had just barely passed the first obstacle to those hot tight walls, he found it near impossible not to take the human hard and fast. His need to be inside of Inuyasha was driving him to the brink of insanity. His whole body ached with the desire. Taking a deep breath, he rested his forehead against Inuyasha's and tried to relax.
“Forgive me,” he whispered, taking Inuyasha's lips into his mouth and pressing carefully into the squirming body that was trying to reject him.
Inuyasha felt himself torn apart. Pain seared up his spine and Inuyasha sobbed into Sesshoumaru's mouth. It was little comfort when Sesshoumaru nuzzled his face against Inuyasha's cheek.
It felt as though Inuyasha's sobs were squeezing his heart to death and Sesshoumaru didn't know what to do, so he lay there, his cock almost painfully squeezed by the hot confines of Inuyasha's body. The smell of blood hit his nose and he grimaced at the sweet tang of it. What could he do to lessen the pain? Nothing. Distracting Inuyasha was the only comfort he could give him.
Inuyasha swallowed when he felt Sesshoumaru's lips caressing his temple. It was obvious what Sesshoumaru was doing and Inuyasha appreciated his effort, so he tried to relax and ease Sesshoumaru's concern for him. The pain was unavoidable, and hopefully, temporary. He moved experimentally and Sesshoumaru groaned. It didn't hurt as much as it had. He carefully shifted upward.
“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru gasped.
Inuyasha would have smiled were it not for the discomfort, but he was trying his best to cooperate. He wanted this just as much, if not more than Sesshoumaru and a little, well, a lot of pain was not going to stop him. Finding it frustrating that Sesshoumaru was not moving, Inuyasha brought his hands down to Sesshoumaru's hips and nudged them upward, feeling the friction of Sesshoumaru's length barely withdrawing. Though Sesshoumaru rose up a bit, he still refused to move.
`He's trying so hard not to hurt me. He has to care about how I feel, even if it's just a little bit,' Inuyasha thought. Even through his discomfort, Inuyasha smiled to himself. The smile soon disappeared when he raised his hips and felt Sesshoumaru's length bury itself within him. `That does not exactly feel good,' he thought. That opinion was short-lived when Sesshoumaru decided to slowly withdraw and angled his hips upward when he slid back in.
“Nnng!” Inuyasha squeezed back the strangled scream of pleasure drifted over his lips when Sesshoumaru hit that mysterious place that he had with his fingers.
Darkness threatened Sesshoumaru's vision while Inuyasha's tight ring gripped him when he pulled out then pushed himself back in. The flesh of his hard, throbbing shaft glided against slick hot walls. Through savoring the friction, he hadn't even noticed Inuyasha's response. It was taking much restraint to reign in his desire to take his brother hard and fast, causing his body to tremble. In a long shudder, he let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. He pulled out and thrust in again, but with more force. It was a relief when Inuyasha thrashed and bucked beneath him. Taking that as a sign that Inuyasha was ready for the full brunt of his desire, Sesshoumaru began a dance of long rhythmic strokes.
Inuyasha's body picked up the rhythm and moved in time with him. It was a slow and careful dance, born of tenderness and affection that tamed the wild desire to consume each other. Sparks of fiery heat lit along Sesshoumaru's skin, gradually increasing to scorching proportions. The smaller body was so tight that he couldn't completely control himself. With the increase in the speed of his thrusts, he felt as though his flesh was beginning to melt into an all-consuming, raging inferno and he could feel himself losing control.
Inuyasha wanted to climb inside of Sesshoumaru's heated flesh, and if he could, he would have. As it was, he had to content himself with as much skin to skin contact as possible. He wrapped his legs around Sesshoumaru's waist and his arms around Sesshoumaru's neck, arching his body upward to slide together in that thin layer of sweat. Clutching Sesshoumaru to him, he matched Sesshoumaru stroke for stroke, grinding his aching member into the abdomen above him as Sesshoumaru's thrusts became more and more urgent. He had never felt the freedom of giving himself over to the control of another when he followed Sesshoumaru's movements. From the slow gentle rocking to the near frenzy, his body ached for completion, but at the same time he wanted this to go on forever. If it was a dream and he didn't want to ever wake up.
Sesshoumaru must have been thinking the same thing because he suddenly stopped and sunk deep within Inuyasha, but careful to avoid his entire weight to crush the human. They lay there, panting, trying to get their frantic breathing under control. Sesshoumaru moaned and shivered as he felt Inuyasha tenderly brushing his hair from his neck and shoulders. Had he ever felt such tenderness from anyone? Was he truly willing to relinquish such a balm to his soul.
When Inuyasha began a slow trail of kisses along the side of Sesshoumaru's neck, he was pleased at the rumble in Sesshoumaru's chest. It vibrated through his own and created a connection that he could physically feel. He breathed in the scent of his brother. Sesshoumaru must have bathed under the nearby waterfall because that's what he smelled. The taste of Sesshoumaru's skin was accented by salted perspiration and Inuyasha savored it while he licked it from Sesshoumaru's skin. It brought to the forefront his age old hunger to be with his brother. His hands traveled along the soft skin covering Sesshoumaru's ribs then over the hard muscles of two muscular globes.
Goosebumps sprang up along Sesshoumaru's skin and he shivered under Inuyasha's hands, though he wasn't cold. Not at all. In fact, he was extremely warm, and not just his body. It was disturbing, considering what he meant to do. His mind was in turmoil at the response his body and heart was having toward Inuyasha.
`I wanted to give him everything, but I never meant to give him my heart, only my body and the words that would make him feel the love he craves from me. I never meant to fall in love with him. It can't be allowed,' Sesshoumaru thought ruefully, regretting ever stepping into Inuyasha's room, even though his original intentions had been far from having a passionate encounter. Sesshoumaru's thoughts were interrupted when Inuyasha pushed down on Sesshoumaru's ass while raising his hips.
“Inuyasha, please, don't,” Sesshoumaru murmured as he withdrew himself and slid down to rest his head on Inuyasha's chest.
Inuyasha's brow creased in confusion when his body feelt the emptiness of the separation. Fear reared its ugly head. `What now? Why?'
Inuyasha could feel his muscles tensing, but Sesshoumaru's soft breath wafting across his chest served to soothe him until he found his fingers running through Sesshoumaru's silvery white mane. The silken strands clung to Sesshoumaru's face and he swept them back behind Sesshoumaru's ear. When he had finished, he trailed the sensitive pads of his fingers along the shell of Sesshoumaru's pointed ear. It was so unlike his own and softer than he had imagined. Rather than slick skin, he found soft velvet.
The markings on Sesshoumaru's cheeks drew his attention and he wondered if they felt any different than the surrounding skin, so he ventured an examination. When he traced the markings on Sesshoumaru's cheek, Sesshoumaru's chest seemed to cave with a sigh that blew warm air across Inuyasha's chest. It felt no different that the rest of Sesshoumaru's skin. He continued his caresses. It was a surprise when he felt the warm wetness of Sesshoumaru's tongue swirl against his skin.
The sensation of Inuyasha preening him and caressing his skin erased the confusing thoughts plaguing Sesshoumaru and he found himself relaxing into Inuyasha's touch. The small human fingers were soft against his skin. It was amazing. Inuyasha was smaller in human form than he was as a hanyou, but unlike tonight, he had the strength of his demon side. As a human, his fragility was more than evident. The touches felt as soft as butterfly wings.
Sesshoumaru sniffed Inuyasha's skin. The scent of hanyou still hung to the human form, just barely. He slid his tongue out to taste the newly discovered shell of a body that housed his brother. That's when Inuyasha shivered and moaned. Desire flared through Sesshoumaru's gut and he was on the boy in an instant, suckling his nipples, nipping the skin, and lathing the slick flesh with his tongue. The sound of Inuyasha's whimpers drove him on. He grasped Inuyasha by the back of the head and pulled until he had excellent access to Inuyasha's throat. Before he was through, not an ounce of skin remained untouched. Underneath him, Inuyasha bucked and writhed while digging his short human nails into Sesshoumaru's back.
“Sesshoumaru! Ah!”
“Say my name again, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru whispered against his ear as he nibbled the lobe. The sound of his name rolling from Inuyasha's lips had sent a thrill through his entire body.
“Sess,” Inuyasha panted.
Sesshoumaru moved to suckle the skin just under Inuyasha's earlobe. He nipped at the delicate sensitive skin.
“Sessy, gods!”
`Sessy?'
Something large, something he didn't understand, ran through Sesshoumaru's chest and he wanted to be inside of his brother more than anything. He took his lover in one sudden move, but with gentleness. The sensation of that tight ring slid up is shaft as he glided through Inuyasha's inner heat and nearly blinded him. He withdrew and thrust again. Seeing that there was no way to balance himself with his one arm and stroke Inuyasha's cock at the same time, Sesshoumaru slid his arm under Inuyasha's back and lifted. It brought them to a sitting position with Inuyasha straddling his lap.
Inuyasha clung to him when he removed his arm then gasped when Sesshoumaru's hand gripped the stiff organ that rose between them. The slow strokes of Sesshoumaru's fingers set Inuyasha ablaze, prompting him to thrust his hips up into Sesshoumaru's hand. The feel of Sesshoumaru's shaft gliding out of him was a surprise. He'd done it on his own without thinking, then he did it again and again, controlling the pace. Amidst the physical sensation, body was on fire, his heart filled to overflowing, and his cares forgotten.
Inuyasha was getting everything he wanted. All that existed in his small corner of the world was him and Sesshoumaru. His back arched and he threw his head back as Sesshoumaru filled his body and soul with undeniable passion. There was no yesterday and tomorrow, only now. He fought against the rising tide rushing to crash onto the shore. It was too soon, but Sesshoumaru wouldn't be stopped. He kept pushing, shoving, and thrusting into Inuyasha, filling Inuyasha's body, taking his breath away and stealing his soul.
“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru moaned against Inuyasha's neck. And that did it.
“I can't hold back anymore,” Inuyasha hissed through gritted teeth just before his back bowed and his world exploded into streams of blinding white light. “Sess!” he screamed as he convulsed and gripped Sesshoumaru's body with his legs. Warm liquid splashed on his belly as his body continued to be battered.
Sesshoumaru roared with the tight clenching around his cock. He had brought Inuyasha over the edge. His own feeling of accomplishment and the tight friction running up and down his shaft sent him into a shocking oblivion so expansive that he thought he would die, or had died. Without his control, his body tipped forward and they fell into a tangled mess of limbs against the slick satin sheets. He continued to shove Inuyasha up the sheets while his orgasm took him over and over, until it eventually began to fade and the world became more focused.
“Too…heavy,” Inuyasha rasped between pants.
Sesshoumaru managed to roll them to their sides while they rode out the last waves of spent passion. Just when Sesshoumaru thought it was over, Inuyasha's muscled walls undulated around his cock again, sending another wave of shocks through him. Then another and another.
“Please, Inuyasha, stop,” he panted as his overly sensitized member complained with unpleasant tingles.
Inuyasha nodded not even knowing if he could prevent his reaction to Sesshoumaru fulfilling his needs.
Long moments stretched out between them as their labored breathing calmed. Inuyasha swallowed, wetting his dry throat while he pressed his forehead into Sesshoumaru's chest. It wasn't time to start thinking yet. Even as a human, he could still smell Sesshoumaru's scent. He basked in the warmth of their embrace and pulled the scent around him as one would a soft blanket.
Sesshoumaru wanted to say something, but wasn't sure what. He blinked his eyes in an effort to wake his brain from its stupor and wet his lips with his tongue. Then he remembered. Inuyasha's needs, all of them were to be met this night and it would be far from difficult.
“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru whispered.
Inuyasha tipped his head back and looked up at Sesshoumaru with a questioning gaze. There was a hesitation to Sesshoumaru's countenance. `What does he want? Is he going to say that he loves me? No, he would not bring himself so low.' Inuyasha's heart sank at the serious expression on Sesshoumaru's face, not that far from a glare. He didn't realize that it was determination. `What the hell did I do wrong now?'
Sesshoumaru slid himself down to be eye to eye with Inuyasha. They stared at one another, Inuyasha with discomfort, and Sesshoumaru studying the life in the eyes he would never see again. Inuyasha couldn't look when Sesshoumaru's gaze became too intense. There was something in them that made him nervous. Instead, he tried to distract himself and brought his gaze to the blue crescent moon on Sesshoumaru's forehead.
`Why is that there? Does it mean something?' He was brought from his thoughts when Sesshoumaru shifted and took him in a gentle kiss. Sesshoumaru nibbled and tugged at his bottom lip then swiped his tongue across it.
“Inuyasha, look at me,” Sesshoumaru gently commanded.
Inuyasha opened his eyes to a haunting look of regret that left him puzzled.
“I love you, little brother.” Sesshoumaru sighed with the admission, but didn't look away. He needed to see that Inuyasha believed him. Inuyasha had to believe him or he couldn't end this.
“Say it…again, Sess, please,” Inuyasha whispered. He simply couldn't believe his ears and he didn't want to get his hopes up.
“I love you, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru repeated softly. Sesshoumaru saw the reflection of tears welling up in Inuyasha's eyes. It was time.
Inuyasha sniffed and swallowed as Sesshoumaru's deadly lips closed in on him. He closed his eyes in anticipation.
“Open your eyes, Inuyasha. Don't close them,” Sesshoumaru murmured against his lips.
Inuyasha did as he was told and took a shuddering breath. That was the last mistake he would ever make. Sesshoumaru's lips closed over his mouth and he tasted something bitter. Startled, he jerked away.
“Sess?” Then the world began fading to black. If his hearing was dulled as a human, it was more so now, yet he did hear whispered words tickling his ear.
“Forgive me, brother. I do love you.”
Inuyasha's heart warmed and he smiled through his quick descent toward death.
Sesshoumaru watched the light fade from his brother's eyes and was pleased to see a hint of a smile on the boy's lips. He had died content, even joyfully. Sesshoumaru lowered the lids of Inuyasha's eyes then rested his lips on the fading warmth of Inuyasha's forehead before retreating from the bed.
As Sesshoumaru sat in a chair and kept vigil over his little brother's body, the human appeared to be simply sleeping. That deceptive impression would soon fade and Sesshoumaru would keep watch until death had had its way with the body. It was only an empty shell now. He rose from his chair and pulled the sheet up to rest at Inuyasha's shoulders then dressed and sat in the chair across from the bed, watching, waiting, ignoring Tensaiga's urgent pulsations that haunted Sesshoumaru with what seemed to be the silent beat of Inuyasha's heart.
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ladyjay56
Thank you for reviewing and for the great score. With seizures getting in the way, it is heartening.
loretta537
Thank you for reviewing after such a long wait. Sorry it took so long.
wbk
Thank you for the wonderful review. It is usually easy for me to keep Sesshoumaru in character. In this situation, Inuyasha is very difficult. Thanks for the encouragement there.
Ashlan
Thank you for the encouraging review and excellent scores. They are very heartening because seizures screw up my brain. It is also the reason that chapters aren't quick in be posted. Sorry it has taken so long.
Lynx212
Thanks for reading and rating. It's very encouraging because of how seizures fuck up my brain. I'm always worried that I'll post a major screw up. Glad you like Kouga. He's difficult for me to write. It's too bad that Inu can't have both Kouga and Sesshoumaru, ne? This story had been posted in full on AFF in 95 or 96, I think—memory loss, but you'll spoil the surprise if you ask someone about the outcome! The chapters are coming up slow because I'm editing and beta'ing.
*Disclaimer*
Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I make no profit from this story, nor do I intend to. My only goal is to occupy my demented mind with delusions of actually owning a life-sized, anatomically correct Sesshoumaru.
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