InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Want To Be Your Slave ❯ Puppies Don't Like Thunderstorms ( Chapter 6 )

Glossary:

Oyasumi nasai - Good night (a very good night to you!)

Gomen nasai - I am very sorry.

Warnings: This chapter will contain some yaoi, shota

Chapter 6 - Puppies Don't Like Thunderstorms

Inuyasha moaned as Sesshoumaru held him tightly, an iron arm holding him in place because otherwise, with all these overpowering sensations, Inuyasha would have surely fallen off his lap. One large hand slid inside his hakama to fondle his ass, not penetrating but the direct contact made Inuyasha hotter than ever.

His tiny cock became hard and began to leak precum. Sesshoumaru had released his wrists in favor of holding him in place but when the hanyou tried to relieve some of the ache with his hands, Sesshoumaru pinned them to his side.

"Do not touch yourself," he whispered.

Chastised, Inuyasha allowed himself to go entirely limp in the demon Lord's grasp. He tilted his back, demonstrating his submission but Sesshoumaru grabbed him by the back of the neck and brought the hanyou's face close to his own. Inuyasha stared at him wide eyed, eyes like the midday sun looking at him intently; looking into his soul…Inuyasha closed his eyes.

When Sesshoumaru didn't do anything further, Inuyasha carefully opened his eyes and tried to squirm. Looking amused, the demon Lord forced him to remain still. The hanyou was perfect - helpless and aroused in his grasped, forced to suffer whatever attention he deigned to bestow. The lack of any contact was too much for Inuyasha in his aroused state. He threw his head back as much as he could with his neck in the demon Lord's grasp, back arching. Tears gathered in his eyes from the intense pleasure.

"M-master, please!" he sobbed, not really sure what exactly he was begging for.

Sesshoumaru chuckled darkly and lowered his head onto his chest. Inuyasha tried to look down but Sesshoumaru's hand on his neck made the movement impossible. Then Inuyasha gasped as Sesshoumaru's fang pieced his hard, sensitive nipple. He whimpered softly. Why did his belly feel so weird?

The demon Lord pulled back, taking in the adorable picture that his little puppy made.

"Inuyasha…" he murmured and the hanyou shuddered on hearing his name in that deep, dark voice.

A clawed hand once again fisted in the hanyou's hair, jerking his head up, forcing him to meet the Lord's eyes. Inuyasha stared into them mesmerized.

"Cum now!" the prince commanded and to his surprise, Inuyasha felt something tighten in his lower belly, his body bowing forward for a moment and then arching back as he released with a cry, vision going dark at the strength of his orgasm.

Sesshoumaru stroked his back softly, holding the trembling hanyou close. He had made the pet have his first orgasm without even touching his dick. He smirked. Little Inuyasha really was a very obedient puppy.

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When Sesshoumaru returned to his chambers that night, all his good mood had evaporated.

After laying the sleeping hanyou in his basket, he had to attend a meeting with his father and his advisors. They had requested to meet with the Lords urgently.

Those idiots! This was why he forbade them to do anything without his or Inu no Taisho's express permission; they had absolutely no brains to realize just what consequences their actions would cause. This time, even his father had agreed that his advisors were morons. Now it would take him days to sort out this mess that they had made. Satisfying as it had been to see his father give them a good firing, it wouldn't make the task to come any less tedious.

Furious, he stormed into his rooms, sending the humongous doors crashing like tinfoil into the walls. Inuyasha jumped and looked up at the thunderous crash as Lord Sesshoumaru swept in looking murderous. Inuyasha looked up at him carefully. What had made him so mad?

Sesshoumaru was too busy cursing the incompetent advisors to notice Inuyasha. He needed to blow off some steam. He needed to fight. But the difficulty was in finding himself a suitable sparing partner who would be able to put up at least a passable resistance before dying. After all, it rather defeated the purpose of sparring if one's opponent was dead in the first few seconds. There was no satisfaction. No one was foolish enough to engage the young Lord when he was in such a mood. The only one who could match him was his father but Inu no Taisho was currently busy sorting out those fools' mess. He had sent Sesshoumaru away in fear of his advisors' lives.

Feeling like punching something, Sesshoumaru snarled in irritation when a small noise pulled him out of his musings. He looked down to see a frightened little hanyou staring up at him in fear. He was afraid the Lord was going to take his anger out on him. Sesshoumaru's eyes softened a little and Inuyasha gained courage. Boldly grabbing his hand, he dragged the demon Lord over in his favorite armchair by the fire. Sesshoumaru sat down and looked questioningly at Inuyasha, momentarily forgetting his annoyance.

Inuyasha walked around the chair and sat down on the rug in front of him. Watching him carefully, Inuyasha took Sesshoumaru's one foot in his hand and gently removed the boot and placed it to the side. Then he did the same with the other. Sesshoumaru was watching him curiously. Inuyasha took one bare foot in his hands and placed it in his lap. Then he began to massage it slowly with his small, soft hands. Sesshoumaru looked at him, amused. The little hanyou was planning to give him a foot massage.

Seeing that the Lord was not angry at his audacity, Inuyasha relaxed a little and began to rub the instep of the foot in gentle circles, applying even pressure. Sesshoumaru didn't say anything, only stared at him. Inuyasha was concentrating on the task at hand. The demon Lord's foot was much larger than his hands and quite heavy, so he had propped it up in his lap and holding it in position with one hand, the hanyou rubbed diligently with the other, applying as much pressure as he could but the demon Lord barely felt a thing, so he had to work extra hard. He worked on the soles of the feet, using his thumb to rub in slow circles. Small fingers caressed each toe and the space in between them. Then placing the foot in his lap, he rubbed the upper part of the foot.

With the glowing, warm light of the fire and the little hanyou massaging his feet so gently, Sesshoumaru began to relax, his anger dissipating in the face of such innocent devotion. He could see that the slave was getting tired; his hands were starting to ache but he did not stop what he was doing, lovingly massaging each foot alternately.

Sesshoumaru stared at the orange firelight falling on that innocent face, huge expressive eyes and white long hair; the hanyou looked gorgeous. The puppy ears on the top of his ears were flickering slightly as the hanyou concentrated on his task. The collar around his neck shone dully in the dim light.

Seeing that his little puppy was getting really tired, he withdrew his foot from his lap. Inuyasha looked up at him in surprise.

"My Lord? Did I…did I displease you?"

Sesshoumaru smiled slightly. Reaching down, he removed the collar from around his neck. "Go to bed now, puppy. You were good."

Inuyasha flushed at the praise. He got up and bowed, then did as he was bid, getting into his basket and under the sheets.

"Oyasumi nasai, Master."

Sesshoumaru didn't look around.

"Oyasumi, puppy."

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Inuyasha shut his eyes tightly and tried his best not to cry out as thunder crashed outside again and a flash of lightning illuminated the night for a moment.

The night had grown steadily colder as the storm approached and the winds raged outside. Then, around midnight, it had broken and the hanyou had been scared out of his wits at the first rumble of thunder. Inuyasha had never liked thunderstorms as long as he could remember, because he had spent most of his life outside, hiding in caves or under some sort of a rough shelter when the storm hit. The slavers, of course, had taken the driest and warmest places and Inuyasha had been forced to try and at least stay away from the lightning.

On one such occasion, he had seen lightning strike a man. The man as well as the tree under which he had taken shelter had both been reduced to near ashes in seconds. Since then, he had been terrified of lightning and the slavers had laughingly threatened to lock him out during a storm if he misbehaved. They had even made good on that threat on one occasion, jeering raucously from the safety of their hut while Inuyasha had begged and pleaded to be let in.

So, all in all, thunderstorms were not the hanyou's favorites. The loud crashes of thunder made him afraid that that the roof or the floor was going to collapse. Another peal of thunder clapped outside followed by a flash of brilliant lightning and Inuyasha shivered, pulling the sheets over his head and curling in on himself. He had never yet been able to sleep on a storm night. Besides, it was cold. His clothes were appropriate for the normal warm whether they'd been having, not this cold, stormy night. The sheets were silky but thin. He had woken up shivering. He tried to keep himself warm by curling as small as possible but it wasn't working. His hands and feet were by this time icy cold and numb. He tried to rub his hands together to keep them warm but they were already tired and aching from earlier.

Once again, a loud clap of thunder was heard and Inuyasha whimpered, the sound escaping from his throat unbidden. Inuyasha prayed for the night to be over as soon as possible. The castle was scary and unfriendly on this night, the trees outside making a ghoulish noise due to the wind. Being somewhat superstitious, Inuyasha thought he could hear angry spirits and ghosts howling outside trying to get in and come for the little hanyou…

"Inuyasha."

He jumped at the sound and looked around. It was Lord Sesshoumaru. He had woken up from his sleep, it seemed.

"F-forgive me if I disturbed you, My Lord." Inuyasha said in a small voice, body tensed for any sound of thunder or the spirits.

Sesshoumaru looked at the shivering, curled up hanyou.

"Take off your haori, hanyou. You will sleep without it tonight."

Inuyasha looked at him in shock. The Lord wanted him to sleep half naked on this chilly night? Why? Had he done something wrong? Was this punishment for waking the prince up? His ears drooped. If his master did not want his pet to have the least bit of warmth on this freezing night, he, Inuyasha, would obey him without questioning.

"Go-gomen nasai, my Lord," he murmured softly, slowly taking the haori off. He put it aside, beginning to shiver violently as the last little bit of warmth left his body. His teeth began to chatter and he lay down quietly in his basket, covering himself with the sheets. He closed his eyes.

"Come here, Inuyasha."

Surprised, Inuyasha sat up once again, turning to look at the Lord. Sesshoumaru was sitting up in his bed, sheets still covering him at the waist. In the dim light, the hanyou could not see him clearly. At his command, Inuyasha got out of his basket. The thick rug was cold and leaving the warmth of the bed, Inuyasha began to shiver all the more. His lips had turned blue and his hands and feet were completely numb. He walked unsteadily towards the Lord.

"Get in," Sesshoumaru ordered.

Inuyasha's eyes widened. "I-in?"

Sesshoumaru glanced at the space next to him. "Get into the bed, hanyou."

Inuyasha swallowed nervously. Did the Lord really want a hanyou soiling his bed? He walked over to the furthest side of the huge bed near the window. This must be the coldest side of the bed. He had to jump a little to be able to climb on. He lay down at the very edge. He didn't want to inconvenience the Prince and he figured that this was the place where he was least in the way. The bed really was amazingly soft, though the sheets were just as thin and he was just as cold. He closed his eyes tightly.

Sesshoumaru sighed in exasperation. This giant bed could easily fit 11 grown men and the little hanyou went and lay down at the coldest end and on top of the blankets that too, just under the uppermost sheets.

Inuyasha's eyes shot open as he felt a warm, strong arm snake around his waist and pulled him to the centre of the bed. He kicked out on instinct, trying to get free but of course, his strength was no match for the Lord's. He gasped as his bare back made contact with a warm, hard bare chest.

"M-my Lord…?"

"Be quite, hanyou," Sesshoumaru murmured severely in his flickering ears which flattened at his tone.

Wrenching the thick sheets from under his puppy, Sesshoumaru covered them both with it, tucking Inuyasha in. As Inuyasha's small hand came to lie on his arm, Sesshoumaru realized just how cold he was.

Sesshoumaru encircled the little hanyou in his strong arms forcefully, trapping him against his body so that the hanyou's head and neck rested on his arm. He took both of his puppy's tiny frozen hands in his big ones and began to rub warmth into them. Inuyasha winced slightly as the friction burned his hands a little. He tried to once again to curl into a ball in an effort to warm his feet but Sesshoumaru placed one heavy leg over both of his, making him unable to move them. In fact, he couldn't move anything much now; his legs were trapped under the Lord's, his hands were also captured in Sesshoumaru's and the way Sesshoumaru had imprisoned him in his arms, he couldn't even turn anywhere.

Slowly, Sesshoumaru's body heat warmed the little hanyou. He relaxed in his arms and Sesshoumaru was very glad that he had made the slave keep his hakama on and he himself never slept naked, because otherwise, he was sure he would not be able to control himself and would take the poor half-breed then and there. He really made an irresistible picture, pinned half under him like that.

Thunder clapped again and Inuyasha jumped and whimpered. Sesshoumaru frowned.

"What is it, puppy? Are you frightened of the storm?"

Inuyasha bit his lip, tears gathering in his eyes. "Y-yes…"

Sesshoumaru tightened his grip on the hanyou and tucked the half demon's head under his chin.

"You are safe, little one. Go to sleep."

The Lord's warm voice washed over him and Inuyasha felt himself relax. The warm, implacable weight of his Master's leg on top of him was really very comforting. But he was still scared.

"Nothing can harm you here, Inuyasha. I am Lord of the Manor. Nothing can get into the castle without my permission." Sesshoumaru drew him impossibly closer. "Or do you doubt my strength, hanyou?" he asked, mischief lacing his voice.

Inuyasha gasped. "Never, my Lord!"

Sesshoumaru chuckled softly. "Then go to sleep, Inuyasha. I will not release you tonight."

Inuyasha wriggled and squirmed experimentally, but true to his word, Sesshoumaru didn't allow him to move. Satisfied, Inuyasha closed his eyes and felt the demon Lord's warm breath on his neck. He was warm and cozy - this bed was a lot more comfortable compared to his own. For the first time in his life, Inuyasha felt sleep claim him as the storm raged outside. The howling wind would not dare trouble the hanyou while the demon lord protected him. After all, Sesshoumaru-sama was far more powerful than any evil spirits.

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A/N: And they wake up like that in bed together the next day? Even Lord Sesshoumaru doesn't have that much self-control. ~_^

P.S. Inu-dude, if you are reading this now, please tell me some way to contact you...I would like to reply to your PM and suggestions but the PM feature on your account seems to have been disabled. I cannot reply here without giving the story away. Thanks!