InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Torn ❯ Home's Embrace ( Chapter 15 )

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Chapter 15

 

 

Home's Embrace

 

 

Sorry that I had thought this was finished. Found the other chapters in a folder that I'd overlooked. *head desk*

 

 

 

The first rays of dawn awoke the sleeping wolf leader and the first things that always hit his nose were the scents of the morning dew. Today, the mingling of the fresh breeze was corrupted by a musky taint. Opening his eyes, Kouga stared across the clearing to see Inuyasha tucked against Sesshoumaru's chest. Their countenances were one of peace as they rested in a sleep much too deep for this hour. Kouga sniffed deeply. He hadn't been wrong.

 

Sex.

 

Sex and…flowers? Rin and Shippou just never gave up. Scattered haphazardly over the two brothers were a multitude of flowers. The picture was strange to say the least.

 

Kouga massaged his temples as he stared at the serenity exuded from his best friend. A nice tight knot was forming in his belly as he considered the fact that he would not be able to protect Inuyasha. There had to be a way. There just had to be.

 

`Inuyasha, what have you done? He will only turn on you again,' Kouga thought with a silent sigh and dropped from the fallen tree that he had made his resting place for the night. `What am I going to do with you? You have no idea what you are getting yourself into.'

 

Kouga stretched and wrinkled his nose at the annoying scent. It was going to be a long day. First, a crisp swim to clear his mind; next, figure out how to knock some sense into the stupid mutt. For now, the sooner, and farther away from he removed himself from the smell of the brothers, the better. Grogginess was the only thing preventing him from going totally ballistic on Inuyasha at the moment. Distance and time to think was what he needed most.

 

`Screw the monk. Dog breath needs me,' Kouga thought with no small amount of determination.

 

 

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Giggling was the first thing that drifted into the two triangular white ears above one sleepy hanyou's head. Said ears flicked in annoyance when he felt a slight tickle against the tip of his nose. With each twitch, Inuyasha became more aware of his surroundings. From the smell of things, he was back at camp, food was on the fire, and there was a field of flowers nearby. As his body slowly melted into reality, he could feel the slow rise and fall of Sesshoumaru's chest, warming his back.

 

Inuyasha smiled as he remembered the previous night's activities. It was incredible. Their first round of love making had been beyond description. Those that followed were a passionate exploration. And, he certainly felt the fatigue from being awake after such a late night. A small smile flitted across his lips. Though there was still the tiniest, nagging seed of doubt in the back of his mind, he felt satisfied, content.

 

Still reluctant to open his eyes, Inuyasha buried his nose into Sesshoumaru's pelt and rubbed against its softness. While taking a deep breath, he drank in the scent of his lover. Once he turned his head back upward, his nose was again assaulted by soft tickling and the strong scent of a flower. He cracked one eye open to spy a grinning Rin, twirling the petals of a small flower against the tip of his nose. He gave her a soft playful snarl and snapped his teeth at the flower, catching a few petals. Rin screeched through her grin and scurried off to chat excitedly with Shippou, leaving Inuyasha smirking and even happier.

 

The small round of impromptu play awoke the drowsy youkai lord and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on his little brother while sniffing the scent at the back of Inuyasha's neck.

 

“That tickles,” Inuyasha whispered.

 

Sesshoumaru decided to remedy that problem by delving his tongue through the thick white mane and trail a warm wet line up the back of Inuyasha's neck. The delightful shiver that scurried up Inuyasha's spine gave him no small amount of satisfaction. Inuyasha was his, belonged to him, and no one would change that.

 

“Better, little brother?” Sesshoumaru asked facetiously.

 

“Hm,” was all that Inuyasha could come up with as he was doing his best to tamp down the threat of arousal.

 

The close proximity of his lover's warm body made that nearly impossible and it was everything her could do to resist drowning in images prompted by that seductive baritone voice. Inuyasha sighed and grabbed his clothing, sliding them under the blanket in order to dress without any embarrassment. It seemed that Sesshoumaru hadn't placed them as far away from the site as they had been previously. He wondered about that. Sesshoumaru was much too intelligent to do that for no valid reason. That was some food for thought. Was Sesshoumaru openly staking his claim? Inuyasha noticed that Kouga was no where to be found. It was a relief to have a bit of a reprieve so early in the morning. He certainly didn't look forward to dealing with Kouga's response. They would definitely need to have a few words—but later. Food was on the fire and ready to be devoured. Throwing the covers back, Inuyasha was ready to hop up, only one thing on his mind, but was held back by long fingers gently clasped his arm, tugging him into a light press of lips.

 

“Food,” Inuyasha mumbled against Sesshoumaru's lips.

 

With a glint in his eyes and a smirk on his face, Sesshoumaru pulled away and finished donning his clothes while Inuyasha trotted to the fire.

 

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Tension hung thick in the air as the group journeyed across the countryside. Darkening shadows signaled that the last rays of the setting sun were blinking out behind the mountains. Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha were in the lead, walking at a leisurely pace. Behind them, Sango and Miroku kept an eye on the two youngsters. From the back of the pack, they could feel Kouga's eyes burning at the couple leading the group. It was no mystery to them that Kouga would have to be dealt with, and soon. There was no doubt that the same thing was on Inuyasha's and Sesshoumaru's mind. However, Sesshoumaru respected the comfort that the wolf had successfully managed while Inuyasha had been at the den. Also, driving Inuyasha away would be a repercussion of threatening the wolf. That didn't mean he was going to put up with the wolf's presence indefinitely. And Inuyasha knew it. In fact, Inuyasha was relieved that Sesshoumaru hadn't attacked Kouga earlier that morning. He had fully expected an all out war. But, that didn't mean that he could delay dealing with the matter.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha sighed before looking up at his brother. “Tonight…I'll talk to him tonight.”

 

Sesshoumaru merely nodded then paused. “The humans are exhausted. We should retire for the night.”

 

Inuyasha stared at Sesshoumaru, obviously surprised that his stoic brother would be so considerate. Then again, the Western Lord had been traveling with a young human girl for quite some time.

 

It didn't take long to find a secluded area amongst a grove of very old trees. Food was prepared by the demon slayer. However, appetites seemed to shrink under Kouga's scrutiny of the hanyou. Finally having had enough, Inuyasha stood and waved to Kouga to follow him. Kouga didn't waste a moment trotting after him. Nothing was said as they made their way deeper into the forest.

 

Deep within the darkness, enhanced by the thick canopy, Inuyasha found a comfortable fallen tree on which to perch. Kouga joined him and stared at him expectantly. He was fighting the urge to rant at the hanyou and maybe beat some sense into Inuyasha.

 

“It's what I want, what I need, Kouga,” Inuyasha whispered.

 

Those words said everything, but they weren't enough for Kouga. Not nearly enough.

 

“And how long do you think it will be before he hurts you again?” Kouga growled, still fighting the war within.

 

Inuyasha sighed. “I don't know, but I have to at least try.”

 

“No you don't!” Kouga finally lost it. “That bastard will never be good enough for you! He will use you then throw you away the first time that you displease him.”

 

“You don't know that,” Inuyasha muttered through clenched teeth. Oh, he had heard that argument many times before—right inside of his own head.

 

“Yes, I do! And I don't want it to happen when I'm not around to pick up the pieces. You might not…Damn it! You know what you almost did! What if you do it again and I'm not there to catch you when you fall!?”

 

Inuyasha rubbed his temples. Kouga had a good point, but Inuyasha had sworn to himself that he would never again allow anyone to drag him that far down into the depths of despair. Whether or not he could keep that promise was the question. It didn't matter though. He had made his decision and he wasn't backing down now.

 

“I want him, Kouga. No matter what you say, I'm going to do this,” Inuyasha growled. He had been over these doubts too many times and he had made his decision. There was no going back.

 

“Fuck.” Kouga whispered before staring at Inuyasha. There would be no changing the stubborn hanyou's mind. “I will leave you to him, but you better believe that I'll be watching and I swear, if he hurts you again, it will be all out war. I have allies and I'll use them,” Kouga ground out. “He will die.”

 

Inuyasha had to quirk a smile at Kouga's determination to protect him. Despite all of Kouga's faults, he was a good friend. Though, Inuyasha was a bit surprised that Kouga had given in so easily. Perhaps the wolf did want to see him happy even though it meant that Kouga would lose him.

 

“Keh! I can take care of myself, you wimpy wolf!” Inuyasha mock huffed as the tension between them eased.

 

“Yeah, right, dog breath,” Kouga sneered in jest as he turned to strut away in the cocky, strong, and arrogant fashion that was purely Kouga.

 

 

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“Are you happy, Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru asked while staring at the white-haired beauty lying next to him. Even after three months, he was still concerned that his emotional defenses were too strong to give Inuyasha the affection required of him.

 

“Yes,” Inuyasha whispered as he watched his fingers, weaving long strands of spun silver through them.

 

Sliding up over Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru stared down into contented golden orbs.

 

“Show me,” Sesshoumaru whispered against his lover's already kiss swollen lips.

 

“I thought I just did,” Inuyasha responded with uneven breathes, his mind already clouding with the desire to be taken again. `Shit, he sure seems insecure or at least high maintenance,' Inuyasha thought.

 

The past three months had been nothing but Sesshoumaru yanking him aside for impromptu sessions of lovemaking, despite Inuyasha's own regular instigations. Sesshoumaru made certain that Inuyasha had everything and anything at his disposal. It was beginning to get somewhat stifling. However, Sesshoumaru's touch seemed to preclude any thoughts or feelings that Inuyasha might have had and he always found himself falling more than willingly into his brother's embrace.

 

“Do it again,” Sesshoumaru murmured before taking Inuyasha in a searing passionate kiss while allowing his body to sink into the one he had come to need more than he could have ever have believed possible.

 

Inuyasha didn't hesitate in wrapping his arms around Sesshoumaru's neck and his legs around Sesshoumaru's waist, his grip melding them together into one mass of heat, lust, desire, and fathomless love. Sparks ignited and their hearts took control of their bodies, their limbs tangling and mouths consuming each other.

 

Sesshoumaru moaned into Inuyasha's mouth as he plundered the suckling wet confines. In response, he received a mewl and the arching of Inuyasha's spine. The line of their writhing bodies slid along one another as the heat built, burning their skin and coaxing their erections to nearly painful arousal. Sliding his arm under Inuyasha's back, Sesshoumaru drew them up to a sitting position with Inuyasha's legs still wrapped around his waist as he sat on his shins. It was one of Sesshoumaru's favorite positions. Just the sight of Inuyasha's head thrown back, baring the soft white flesh of his throat, was enough to make Sesshoumaru groan and tremble with aching need. He attacked Inuyasha's neck with lips, tongue and fangs; nibbling, suckling, and scraping down that long expanse of exposed flesh.

 

With his hands gripping Sesshoumaru's shoulders, Inuyasha leaned further back, giving Sesshoumaru full access to his upper body. And Sesshoumaru never wasted the opportunity to wring moans, mewls, pleas and shudders out of Inuyasha. Devouring every bit of skin and pausing for long moments to tease Inuyasha's nipples. Never forgetting that tugging at them with his teeth seemed to gain the best response, Sesshoumaru tortured Inuyasha until the young man cried out for mercy.

 

Sesshoumaru wasn't even getting started and Inuyasha knew exactly where this was going. Releasing Sesshoumaru's shoulders, he fell back onto the bed, his body arched in front of Sesshoumaru's roving eyes and mouth. Inuyasha's abdomen quivered, rising and falling erratically with each shuddering breath. Sesshoumaru slid his hand up along Inuyasha's spine where he wrapped his large hand around the back of Inuyasha's neck. Using the position for balance as his tongue lathed the supple flesh covering abdominal muscles that were taut with the tension of promised heights of passion.

 

“Ung, please, Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha groaned with eyes closed as Sesshoumaru's tongue came ever closer to the tip of his aching arousal.

 

Pleas fell on nearly deaf ears. Too intent on tasting the silky succulent flesh beneath him, Sesshoumaru took his time, gradually easing back while tugging Inuyasha up the sheets as he grew closer and closer to his ultimate goal. His own erection was throbbing in anticipation, but waiting for his own pleasure always had its rewards.

 

“Ah! Gods, Sesshoumaru!” Inuyasha exclaimed when Sesshoumaru finally wrapped his long tongue around the tip of Inuyasha's shaft, quickly moving in to suckle away the slightly salty, clear fluid dripping from the small slit.

 

This was one of Sesshoumaru's favorite activities. Inuyasha nearly hyperventilated as Sesshoumaru savored what he considered the most pleasing taste that his brother had to offer. Wanting more, he lathed Inuyasha's shaft with long, languid strokes of his warm wet tongue until it was completely slicked in his saliva. Again, he tasted that salty-flavored fluid before descending to the tightening sac below. Inuyasha never failed to allow his legs to fall back to his shoulders and to spread himself wide, offering himself up as a willing sacrifice.

 

Sesshoumaru pulled his arm back and gripped Inuyasha's left thigh then gazed down into unseeing eyes that were barely open. With all but Inuyasha's upper back and head off of the bed, blood had pooled to the point that Inuyasha's cheeks and the exposed inner flaps of his fluffy white ears were burned crimson. From that same blood and the pressure of many kisses, his lips were red and swollen. Fangs peeked out through his slightly parted lips. Through the protruding vein in Inuyasha's neck, Sesshoumaru could see the pounding pulse of Inuyasha's racing heart. Sesshoumaru would never see a sight as incredibly erotic as Inuyasha completely lost in his touch. The abandon that his brother so freely displayed never ceased to amaze him.

 

And now…to make Inuyasha throw his head back and scream.

 

Sesshoumaru's eyelids lowered in expectation as his tongue snaked out, gently coming to rest on the seam between the ring leading to the core of Inuyasha's body and the firm bulge of his testicles.

 

“ Aaaaah…Sesshoumaru!” Inuyasha cried out as that warm tongue traveled up and around his balls. “Please, please,” he panted as oxygen seemed to elude his lungs.

 

But Sesshoumaru didn't relent, his tongue continuing to sweep the area, always traveling farther on the downward swoop until he was lubricating and preparing the tight entrance to Inuyasha's body. As he poked and prodded at the writhing hanyou, he lifted his hand and brushed Inuyasha's lips with two fingers. Inuyasha sucked Sesshoumaru's fingers into his mouth, running his tongue around each digit until they were well coated with what little saliva remained. The sensation brought Sesshoumaru's attention back to his own throbbing need and his body gave a long shiver when he withdrew them from Inuyasha's mouth.

 

If it were possible, Inuyasha's back arched even further when one long clawed finger gently slid into his body. He was burning alive, so hot that even Sesshoumaru's tongue, gliding up his shaft, felt cool. A second finger joined the first as Sesshoumaru slick hot mouth swallowed his cock to the hilt. As streaks of fire created a whirling inferno throughout his body, he wasn't sure how much more he could take. When Sesshoumaru sucked upward along his erection, his skin felt as though it would peel away from the flames scorching his skin.

 

“Sesshoumaru!” Inuyasha cried out as his vision began to darken while his body flailed about, bucking beneath Sesshoumaru's sweet torture.

 

By the time Sesshoumaru released him, Inuyasha was well on his way to unconsciousness. Sesshoumaru pulled at Inuyasha's hips until the lower half of Inuyasha's body was once again in his lap. Even in his unseeing state, the world seem to spin when Sesshoumaru pulled him back up and drew him into a tight embrace and lock his mouth into a searing kiss. It took a few long moments for Inuyasha to comprehend that he was plastered to Sesshoumaru's chest. As Inuyasha's frantic breathing slowed, Sesshoumaru began rotating his hips, the clear salty liquid seeping from both of their erections providing lubrication so that they easily ground against each other.

 

“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru whispered against the downy white ear. “Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru whispered the litany while he cupped Inuyasha's ass and lifted.

 

Inuyasha gasped and moaned, tightening his grip around Sesshoumaru's shoulders as Sesshoumaru's burning erection glided into position. His entire body quivered as he was gently and gradually stretched by the invasion. A barely audible groan filtered into his sensitive ear right before it was enveloped in Sesshoumaru's hot wet mouth. Heat rushed from the ear and boiled his blood while his body ignored the discomfort of its full impalement on Sesshoumaru's stiff shaft.

 

“Sess…ah…” Inuyasha trailed off, writhing under Sesshoumaru's suckling.

 

A low growl thrummed against the thin flap of his ear as Sesshoumaru withdrew his thick arousal then gave a mighty thrust upward, burying himself as deeply into his lover as he possibly could. Holding tightly onto Inuyasha, he stilled, enjoying the tight moist warmth inside of Inuyasha's body. There was no other sensation that he would rather have at this moment. Inuyasha's quivering body and heaving pants bathed him on the outside, while he was firmly gripped in sweltering heat inside of Inuyasha.

 

In his attempts to force Sesshoumaru into motion, Inuyasha mewled a complaint and began wriggling. It wasn't in vain. Soon he was drowning, being filled over and over again, Sesshoumaru's thrusts slow and measured, driving him insane.

 

“Faster, Sesshoumaru,” Inuyasha impatiently rasped against the crook of Sesshoumaru's neck.

 

Without a word, Sesshoumaru acquiesced, gradually building strength and speed until Inuyasha was forced to hold on with an iron grip or be shoved out of Sesshoumaru's lap. He was a bit disappointed when Sesshoumaru's arm left his back, but that only lasted for the moment it took for Sesshoumaru's hand to grip his neglected cock. Inuyasha threw his head back and cried out as he thrust up into that tight fist.

 

“Come for me, little brother,” Sesshoumaru whispered against the expanse of Inuyasha's throat. “Come for me.”

 

That was all it took. In a sudden explosion of heat and blinding light, Inuyasha's tensed muscles painfully jolted. While his body quaked with convulsions, in every way tightening his hold on Sesshoumaru, his claws dug into Sesshoumaru's shoulders drawing blood and a howl from his lover. Both collapsed to the bed as Sesshoumaru sank into him, coating his inner confines with the heat of passionate release. Again and again, their bodies shuddered with the waves of fire and ice scalding their flesh. Inuyasha's seed streamed between them, small rivulets escaping to run down his sides.

 

A tangled mass of sweating limbs slowly separated and Sesshoumaru slipped from Inuyasha, only to wrap his arm around the barely conscious boy, tugging him close into the curve of his torso.

 

It had only been the third session in as many hours and Inuyasha was just plain exhausted. Fortunately, Sesshoumaru hadn't expected a lot out of him this time. And Sesshoumaru wasn't going to get much more until Inuyasha was allowed some sleep…and food. Can't forget the food. Then it would be payback time. Tonight, Sesshoumaru was going to get the ride of his life. Yeah, tonight.

 

“I love you,” Sesshoumaru barely whispered against Inuyasha's ear, no longer any traces of hesitation evident in the soft baritone voice so well known for its frigidity.

 

“Hm, you too,” Inuyasha murmured, flicking the tickled ear before drifting off in the arm of his older brother, his lover, his new home.

 

 

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Watching the string that hung down into the cup of sugar water, Shippou stared as though he could make the sugar crystals grow faster just by scowling at it.

 

“How long will it take, Shippou?” Rin asked impatiently.

 

Shippou sighed. “A long time. Maybe a whole day.”

 

“That's a long time,” Rin said, nodding her head.

 

“Yeah, but when it's done, it's really good.”

 

“How did you learn to make it?” Rin asked. She had rarely seen anything so fascinating as watching crystals grow.

 

“Ah, Kagome taught me. It's something that they do in her time…I miss her,” Shippou sighed.

 

“It'll be okay. You've got me now,” Rin smiled, attempting to brighten Shippou's mood.

 

Unfortunately, she was met with a sniffing scowl.

 

“We've got trouble, Rin.”

 

“What?”

 

“Kouga,” Shippou growled.

 

 

 

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Thank you to everyone who has read, rated, and/or reviewed previous chapters. It is a great encouragement.

 

 

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Disclaimer

 

Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not own Inuyasha and 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 android to use and abuse at will.

 

 

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