InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Want To Be Your Slave ❯ Scars And How To Heal Them ( Chapter 16 )

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Chapter 16 - Scars and How To Heal Them

There was a hesitant, rather frightened knocking at Sesshoumaru's door.

The prince of the Western Lands shifted slightly on his bed, reluctant to wake up. It had been quite late after Inuyasha fell asleep last night. Although powerful demons did not require sleep every night, it had, nonetheless, been a long night and Sesshoumaru thought he'd appreciate some more sleep. Besides, Inuyasha was curled up into him. It seemed in his sleep, Inuyasha sought Sesshoumaru's comforting warmth, getting as close to the Lord as possible, even though when awake, the hanyou had begun to feel guilty and uncomfortable about that. And the feeling of disentangling the little hanyou from himself early in the morning to attend to decidedly unpleasant tasks was akin to getting out of warm, soft blankets on a winter morning; he really, really didn't want to.

But his father would not be pleased if he either sent the servant away or killed him and Sesshoumaru had enough explaining to do as it was. Besides, this would have to be done sooner or later; best to get it over with. So, with some displeasure, he carefully extricated Inuyasha's little fists from his person and sat up halfway in bed, shifting the sleeping Inuyasha slightly so that he would not awaken when Sesshoumaru got out of bed.

"Enter," he ordered coldly.

The doors opened slowly and a thin, stooped man entered. Well, 'man' was a stretch. The boy was quite young, maybe younger than Sesshoumaru himself. He propped himself up in bed and pinned the unfortunate servant with his trademark glare, raising one annoyed eyebrow. The boy, whose name was Yori, trembled.

"Uuh….forgive me, sire…but uh- Lord Inu no Taisho…that is-"

Sesshoumaru's glare intensified. Yori eeped in his mind. Why did he have to end up being the one who had to wake the young sire early in the morning? Sesshoumaru-sama was famously not a morning person. Some of the stories he's heard from the prince's childhood…

"Taisho-sama a-asks that you see him immediately, my Lord."

Sesshoumaru was amused at how frightened the boy was.

"Where is he?"

Yori quavered. "Uhh…h-he…he is…"

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes and Yori jumped as if burned. "He - they're in the East Wing, My Lord."

They meant his mother was awake too. Well damn...

Sesshoumaru dismissed the servant with an imperious gesture. The boy bowed low and practically ran out of his chambers.

He glanced at the hanyou peacefully sleeping next to him. Then he got out of bed, changed and left to see his father.

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As soon as he entered the room, Lady Tsukiko discreetly wrinkled her nose. The smell of human blood and sweat clung to her son and it was distinctly unpleasant.

They were in the conference room, designed especially for private meetings with distinguished guests. It contained a variety of beautiful chairs, couches and other seating arrangements, skillfully arranged in a way that would make it possible for all occupants to face each other while sitting comfortably. Muted but lively colors dominated the room, giving it a professional yet friendly and warm atmosphere. This is where important treaties were generally conducted; it helped to put the other party in the best possible frame of mind.

Currently it was being used as an interrogation room for their son. Taisho was on his feet, glaring at his son. His voice was cold, angry. His son and heir got away with a lot of things but wanton murder and violence would not be one of them. Lady Tsukiko, on the other hand, did not seem too upset by the thought of one human less in the world. She was sitting curled up in a big, comfortable chair, seemingly prepared to enjoy the fireworks.

Sesshoumaru entered and bowed slightly to his parents.

"You have gone too far," Taisho told him quietly. "Your revulsion of humans not withstanding, this is not what I expected of you."

"It is not what you think," the prince told him.

Taisho looked at him furiously. "That is hardly possible."

"It is," Sesshoumaru insisted.

Tsukiko sniggered. "Oh lighten up, Taisho. Don't give the poor boy such a hard time. It was just a human-"

"Hard time?" Taisho interrupted her. "It seems our son has forgotten the meaning of hard time…"

"Father-"

"No, Sesshoumaru," Taisho cut him off. "There is no excuse for this. Humans, despite what the esteemed Lady might think, deserve to live in security and peace as much as demons do. Even the heir of the Western Lands has no right to treat them like toys to be played with and discarded at a whim."

"I didn't-"

"Don't bother denying it, young man. What I am wondering is how a human even got in the castle…"

"Why our son must have ordered one," Tsukiko put in cheekily. "Heaven knows there are enough of them…why not put one to good use?"

Taisho turned his glare upon her. "I pray you, don't take Sesshoumaru's side in this. We both know you are not callous enough to needlessly take a life…even a human life. The boy has to learn not to trifle with others."

Tsukiko raised an elegant eyebrow. "Needlessly take a life?" she asked incredulously. "Taisho, no one knows better than I what treacherous little rats those reeking humans are. That their miserable life provided any entertainment at all to our son is more honor than they deserve."

"Not all humans are alike, my Lady," Taisho reminded her mildly.

This was a bit of a sore topic. In the early years of his reign, there had been a great deal of upheaval in one of the substantially large kingdoms at the border of the Western Lands. Tied up with grave problems in the mainland, Taisho had attempted to send several brilliant, powerful generals along with a small army to restore order there. They had all returned unsuccessful claiming that the land was unruly and uncivilized and the subjects impossible to control. His mate had volunteered to bring them in line and Taisho had acquiesced gratefully.

Lady Tsukiko had succeeded in establishing order but not without having to use sly means. Taisho had a sneaking suspicion his mate had not divulged all the details of that particular conquest to him. However, to be fair, the inhabitants of the land had truly been barbarians, submitting to force, then returning to their petty ways once the imminent threat was gone. Tsukiko had managed to establish more or less permanent calm there. Since she returned to her mate's side, there had been no insurgencies and drastically fewer reports of murder and violence.

The humans there had, unfortunately, been quite worthy of everything Tsukiko seemed to now ascribe to them. It had soured her impression of them forever although she herself never indulged in wanton violence.

Tsukiko smiled derisively. "Whatever you say, My Lord."

Taisho sighed, turning back to his son. "The point, Sesshoumaru, is that what you did will definitely not go unpunished.

"It is truly not what you think, father," Sesshoumaru insisted.

"Oh really," Inu no Taisho's voice was hard. "Not what I think…so you are saying that right now, there isn't a dead or dying human somewhere in the castle?"

"No there is not," Sesshoumaru assured him.

Taisho drew back at that. Sesshoumaru was devious enough to beat the devil himself but he was not a liar.

"Sesshoumaru," he began cautiously. "Your wing of the castle is practically stinking of human blood…"

Sesshoumaru sighed. "Yes, I am aware of that."

"Why was there a human in the castle, Sesshoumaru? And if the unfortunate creature's blood was spilt in and near your chambers, I'd be willing to bet tessaiga, you were the cause of it."

Sesshoumaru was suddenly interested. "Really? You will bet tessaiga?"

Taisho gritted his teeth. Kids these days…the attention span of a butterfly…

"Sesshoumaru, my patience is very tenuous right now. Do not test me. Explain yourself!"

"The blood was Inuyasha's. Yesterday night was the night of his transformation."

Taisho's eyes showed dawning comprehension. Of course…the hanyou's night as a human. Then he frowned. "Inuyasha's? You…killed him?" The little hanyou seemed to have made a place for himself in his son's icy heart. Somehow, he hadn't thought Sesshoumaru capable of such cruelty.

For some reason, Sesshoumaru could not quite meet his father's eyes. "No…I did not."

Taisho was confused. "Sesshoumaru…"

"I…ordered Raia to put him in an unused room for the night. The hanyou hurt himself on his own. By the time I got to him, he was wounded and feverish."

Taisho's mouth fell open. "You…got to him?" he asked faintly. "As in, you touched a bleeding, ill human?"

Sesshoumaru was staring intently at a spot behind his father. "And brought him back to my chambers. Miroku treated him there."

Taisho, not entirely able to believe it, felt a surge of pride for his son. His spoilt, stubborn boy was…growing up.

Unfortunately, Lady Tsukiko wasn't half as delighted at this turn of events.

"What?" she hissed, no longer casual and indolent, "You…that boy sullied your chambers with his dirty blood and he is still alive?"

Taisho shut his eyes and winced imperceptibly.

Here we go…

Sesshoumaru remained silent.

Tsukiko threw her hands up and gave a despairing cry. Then she glared accusingly at her husband. "I hope you are happy, Taisho," she snipped. "Our son is now Just. Like. You." She said the last three words as if they were the worst insult she could come up with.

Sesshoumaru tried to intervene. "Mother-"

Tsukiko turned her ire on him. "And you. First you decide to keep a hanyou pet and now a human?"

"He is human only on new moon nights," Sesshoumaru tried to explain.

"It matters not!" Tsukiko cried with a sweeping gesture of her hands. "A human is a human!"

"Hahaue…"

"Don't you 'Hahaue' me, Sesshoumaru! Where is Inuyasha now?"

"He is still asleep."

Tsukiko was aghast. "In your chambers?"

"Yes."

It was Taisho's turn to snigger. Tsukiko shot him a glare which he retuned with a smug, amused look. Sesshoumaru looked at one, then the other and tried not to roll his eyes.

"You plan to keep him?" Tsukiko asked Sesshoumaru, looking quite horrified.

"I do," Sesshoumaru replied, praying she would not probe further.

He was still bewildered by his own decision. He had announced that he would keep Inuyasha in his chambers on his human night but the fact remained that he hated humans. That had not changed. The only thing was…he didn't hate Inuyasha. If asked, he could not have explained why he had no desire to play his admittedly painful games with this particular human sleeping so fitfully in his chambers, why the thought of keeping him close did not bring bile to his throat, but all he knew was that he could not bear the thought of letting the little hanyou away from him.

Fortunately for him, Tsukiko turned away, knowing it was pointless trying him to change his mind. Her son was as stubborn as she was.

"Fine," she sniffed. "But get all that blood out. It's giving me a headache."

Sesshoumaru bowed and left.

After Sesshoumaru was gone, Taisho gazed after his son with newfound respect in his eyes. "You know," he smiled. "He's really nothing like me…he's nothing like either of us."

Tsukiko sighed, also staring after their son with an inscrutable look in her eyes. "I know."

Inu no Taisho was sure he heard a faint note of pride in her voice.

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Sesshoumaru entered his chambers, relieved. Now that that was over, he looked forward to spending some time with his pet. He headed to his bed, expecting his exhausted little puppy to still be asleep.

Instead, he found Inuyasha kneeling on the floor at the foot of his bed, forehead touching the ground in the most subservient bow possible. He was already wearing his leash and collar.

Sesshoumaru frowned. "Rise."

Inuyasha straightened but kept his head bowed.

"Inuyasha-"

"YOU LITTLE RATASSED BASTARD!"

The doors to his chambers burst open and Kouga stomped in with murder in his eye.

"How could you? How could you fucking kill him you-"

Sesshoumaru quietly stepped out of the way of the punch that Kouga threw and looked pointedly at the hanyou kneeling on the ground who now looked quite frightened. Kouga glanced at him and his eyes widened. He stopped his attack short and in his shock, overbalanced and fell on his butt right next to the kneeling hanyou. Inuyasha recoiled slightly at having the wolf demon so close.

"What-?" he wondered, leaning in to stare at the hanyou, unable to believe his eyes. "Inuyasha is…alive?"

"Yes," Sesshoumaru explained placidly. "Now that you've ascertained that, get out of here. I -"

"Hold your horses," Kouga ordered from the ground. "Why does this whole corridor smell of his blood and tears?"

Despite his annoyance, Sesshoumaru was curious. "You recognized it as Inuyasha's blood?"

Kouga stared up at him like he'd lost his mind. "Of course, I did."

Realizing this would not end quickly, Sesshoumaru gestured for him towards the sitting area. Kouga sprung to his feet and brushed past him and settled himself in an armchair. Sesshoumaru gestured to a servant, then followed him to the sitting area.

It only took a few steps for him to realize that Inuyasha had not moved from his kneeling position. Kouga also looked in concern at Inuyasha and then at the Lord. Sesshoumaru stopped and turned back towards the boy.

"Come, Inuyasha," he ordered softly.

Inuyasha bowed and wordlessly got to his feet, following his master. Sesshoumaru sat down in his armchair and Inuyasha silently knelt at his feet, keeping his head low. There was a knock at the doors; then servants entered the chambers carrying trays of food and drinks. They swiftly placed them on the table at the centre of the seating arrangement. Sesshoumaru dismissed them and they bowed and left. Kouga smirked gleefully and grabbed a plate, helping himself to a number of delicacies.

Sesshoumaru selected a few himself and glanced down at Inuyasha. The hanyou was trying his best to not look at the delicious looking food on the table. Despite his efforts, however, he couldn't help glancing longingly at the food occasionally. Kouga had opened his mouth to put another delicious morsel in his mouth but following Sesshoumaru's gaze, he closed his mouth and lowered his hand, staring in concern at the miserable child. He'd never known Inuyasha to look so timid. What was the matter with him?

"Are you hungry, Inuyasha?" Sesshoumaru asked. Inuyasha lowered his head, bangs covering his eyes, fists clenched in his lap.

"Inuyasha?" Kouga asked when he didn't reply. "Hey if the jackass did something to make you mad, come here." He patted his lap. "This food's awesome."

Inuyasha whimpered, sounding on the verge of tears. Slaves should never eat with their Masters. Sesshoumaru-sama had been too lenient with him all this while and Kouga-sama was suggesting he sit in his lap? He could never imagine sitting at the same level with them and eating. He was painfully reminded of all the times he had sat in his Master's lap. How presumptuous he'd been! Even if Sesshoumaru-sama had allowed it, he should have known better. The slavers' words rang in his ears.

Slaves should never be treated too well. Got 'em used to it. Ain't good for them. Start thinkin' they deserve it.

Inuyasha felt the tears threatening to fall. And they'd been right. He'd almost come to expect his treatment as what he deserved rather what it really was - his master's generosity.

Kouga frowned fiercely at Sesshoumaru. "You bastard! What'd ya do to the kid to make him so upset? Don't worry, Inu. I'll kick his ass if ya-"

He stopped, mystified, as with a cry, Inuyasha bowed to the floor.

"Please, Kouga-sama! Master has been nothing but kind to me…I-I wouldn't imagine e-eating with you…"

Kouga stared in shock at Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru returned his concerned glance. Sesshoumaru handed the plate in his hand to the hanyou.

"Eat," he ordered. Inuyasha glanced up at him, tears brimming in his eyes, but the demon Lord's face was inscrutable. Inuyasha bowed his head in thanks and took the plate from him. He sat silently at Sesshoumaru's feet and began slowly put some food in his mouth.

"How did you recognize it as Inuyasha's blood?" Sesshoumaru asked, veering the attention away from the already discomfited hanyou.

Kouga cast one last glance at Inuyasha and then looked up to meet Sesshoumaru's eyes. "I kinda figured. What other human would you have in your chambers?"

"You know about hanyou's transformations?"

Kouga shrugged, leaning forward to place more food in his plate. "Sure…up in the mountains, we don't treat them much different from us so it ain't a big deal. But you didn't answer me," Kouga reminded him "Why was Inuyasha bleeding?"

Sesshoumaru glanced down at the puppy quietly eating his food. "I ordered for Inuyasha to be put in another room for the duration of his human night. He managed to injure himself."

Inuyasha's ears flattened. He placed his plate of food aside even though he was still starving, and once again bowed down low. "I am sorry, master," he whispered. "I know I deserve whatever punishment you give me for that."

Kouga stared. "Punishment?" he demanded. "Why, it's this ass who deserves to be punished. He left you alone on your human night? Did you hurt yourself on purpose?"

Inuyasha looked up, panicked. "No! Please, Sesshoumaru-sama forbid me from doing that…I haven't done it since…"

Kouga's face darkened. "Again? That means you've done it before…Dammit, Sesshoumaru, what kinda shitty master are you? Driving this sweet kid to such things…"

"Shut it," Sesshoumaru ordered, choosing to concentrate on the food rather than the wolf's yapping. He didn't notice the look on Inuyasha's face.

Kouga scowled. "It's obvious the poor thing is quite miserable with you. I'd take far better care of him…you had your chance and you lost it…so he's comin' with me…"

He bent down to pick the puppy up. The tears brimming in Inuyasha's eyes spilled over. Kouga-sama was nice but he didn't want anyone apart from Sesshoumaru-sama as his master! He shied away from Kouga, moving closer to Sesshoumaru's legs but it proved unnecessary as Kouga's hand was arrested midway in a steel grip.

"Cur, if you know what is good for you, do not attempt to touch him again." Sesshoumaru's icy voice had both Inuyasha and Kouga looking up at him in surprise. Kouga sneered.

"The puppy deserves better than that, you asshole! How could you-"

Sesshoumaru's grip tightened warningly and Kouga winced. "What I do to him is none of your concern. He's mine."

"It damn well is my concern if you don't take care of him!" Kouga shouted, trying and failing to get free from Sesshoumaru's grip. "I think Inuyasha deserves a say in this."

Inuyasha opened his mouth to reply but Sesshoumaru didn't give him a chance.

"He has no say in this." The demon Lord's voice was hard and cutting. "The hanyou belongs to me. Whether he wants to or not, I have laid claim to him. He wears my insignia around his neck. If you dare lay a fucking hand on him-"

Kouga cried out as Sesshoumaru suddenly twisted his arm. He was forced out of his seat and on his knees on the floor as Sesshoumaru held it tightly behind his back.

"-you will regret it."

Kouga gritted his teeth and glared at him. It was very rare that the icy, proper prince ever swore. He was kinda proud he could bring out this side of him.

"Whatever, bastard," he said through clenched teeth. "I'll be damned if I let the kid be kept here against his will."

"Sesshoumaru-sama can do whatever he likes to me," Inuyasha put in softly, keeping his eyes trained on the floor. "My life belongs to Sesshoumaru-sama. My dearest wish is to be useful to my Lord. Whatever he does to me, I am grateful for it." His head went even lower. Both the demons were shocked when he placed a soft kiss on his Master's boot.

"Inuyasha," Kouga whispered, pity eyes soft with pity. "He doesn't, alright? He can't abuse you or treat you badly if he feels like it. You deserve better."

Inuyasha shook his head. "After all the trouble I have caused him, I-"

He took a deep breath. "Sesshoumaru-sama told me I no longer have the right to punish myself but I know…I know he is being too kind…too kind…"

He broke down into soft sobs. Kouga looked as if he wanted to touch him but Sesshoumaru was quicker. He swiftly released Kouga and laid a hand on the kneeling hanyou's head.

"Inuyasha…I told you that you need not hold this guilt. You have caused me no trouble."

He slid his hand to Inuyasha's chin and lifted it up.

"I will punish you when you deserve it, puppy, but never when you don't."

Inuyasha brought both his small hands up and grasped Sesshoumaru's big one.

"I-I feel I do…" Inuyasha whispered. "Please punish me, Master?"

Kouga was shocked. "Inuyasha-!"

"Like you did last time…" Inuyasha blushed as he remembered the time when Sesshoumaru had found out he had rubbed the skin on his arms till it was raw and bleeding. The enraged demon Lord had taken him till he'd cried and begged for mercy but it had still been the best night of his life.

"Foolish puppy," Sesshoumaru whispered, caressing his pet's ears with the hand not captured in the little hanyou's hands. "I did not punish you so you would feel better."

Inuyasha's ears lay flat on his head when anybody else touched them, but they flickered happily at his Master's touch.

"I punished you because that is the only thing wrong you have done so far…the only thing worthy of punishment."

Inuyasha looked at him disbelievingly.

"Do you know what punishment is for, puppy?"

Inuyasha looked at him strangely. Of course he knew what punishment was for!

"Master punishes me when I do something wrong," Inuyasha replied in a small voice. "Master should punish me when I inconvenience him or cause him trouble. Slaves should not cause master trouble."

He looked up in surprise when Kouga snorted at this definition.

"If that was true, Inu no Taisho should keep this ass in punishment almost all his life," he muttered, rubbing his smarting wrist where Sesshoumaru had twisted it. Sesshoumaru smirked; it was probably true.

"I won't punish you if you inconvenience me, Inuyasha," Sesshoumaru explained. "I will punish you if you do something bad…if you are being naughty on purpose and especially if you do something that is bad for you."

Inuyasha looked up at him with wide eyes. That wasn't right! The slavers always punished the slaves whenever the slaves failed to follow orders or did something wrong or sometimes, just if they were in a bad mood. They never cared what the slaves did to themselves, whether they harmed themselves or not. Of course, with all the abuse the slavers dished out, the slaves never did anything to harm themselves; they were too busy trying to stay alive.

Sesshoumaru had shown him the first kindness he had known in years; before, he had never felt the need to be worthy of someone…the slavers had made it very clear that hanyou were not worthy of even the air they breathed. Sesshoumaru's kindness made him feel like he was being ungrateful…his new Master's affection and concern made him feel as though he was deceiving him somehow and the new moon incident only strengthened that feeling; all this while, he'd been pretending to be something he was not.

But this was new. He had thought Sesshoumaru-sama had got mad before because he'd done something he didn't have a right to do. Was his Master angry that he'd hurt himself-?

"B-but…" he whimpered. "Slaves should be useful to Master, not cause him more trouble and I-I have not-"

Sesshoumaru smiled and with his leash, pulled him close, between his legs. "Slaves are not supposed to cause trouble, Inuyasha…but you are not merely a slave…you're my puppy….and what fun is a puppy that doesn't cause a little trouble…"

Inuyasha blushed, lowering his head as much as he could with his chin in his Master's grip. He liked this; being in between his Master's strong thighs. He felt…safe…

Kouga got to his feet, smirking at the two. "Well, I don't think I'm needed here so I'll be going now."

"Get out," Sesshoumaru agreed without looking away from his puppy. Inuyasha blushed more under his intense gaze.

Still smirking, Kouga sauntered out of the room and gleefully closed the door behind him.

Inuyasha barely registered the door closing before he was lifted up and plopped in his Master's lap. He moaned softly when his Master's lips met his. Sesshoumaru firmly held the back of his head and pulled him close to his body. Inuyasha felt his bones turn to jelly at the deep, possessive kiss. His Master had kissed him sweetly before but never like this. It felt like Sesshoumaru-sama was claiming him, marking him as his. He whimpered when Master's tongue plunged into his mouth, battling with his own. Of course, there was no contest and Inuyasha submitted. The collar at his throat felt tight and heavy. His hands came up involuntarily to scratch at it.

Sesshoumaru noticed the gesture. He pulled away from Inuyasha's mouth, gazing at him with lust laden eyes.

"That stays on," he whispered huskily. "As a reminder of who you belong to."

Inuyasha trembled at the possessive note in his Master's voice. He loved it when Master staked his claim on him.

His haori was slipped off along with his hakama. Inuyasha was startled when Sesshoumaru suddenly swept him in his arms and headed for his gigantic bed. Inuyasha blushed, clinging to his master's haori, burying his face in his muscled chest. Master smelled very nice.

Sesshoumaru lowered him onto the bed then stepped back, proceeding to remove his own clothing. Inuyasha stared at him, blushing, looking exactly like a happy curious puppy.

When he was done, Sesshoumaru lowered himself on top of the naked hanyou.

"You're beautiful," the demon Lord whispered, tracing one pale cheek with his pointed claw.

"No…" Inuyasha protested looking away from his Master. He was not…of course he was not….

"Yes," Sesshoumaru murmured proceeding to once again kiss him senseless. He drew away again, and held himself above the squirming puppy. Inuyasha grew very hot as his Master captured his leash in one hand and pulled on it very lightly so that Inuyasha felt nothing more than a light tug…but it was very arousing to be leashed this way by his Master. Sesshoumaru was amused by the way the Inuyasha squirmed under him while he held the puppy's leash. Inuyasha looked good this way - with his symbol on his slave's neck, collared and leashed. And the little hanyou looked adorable with his face flushed with happiness, and also because of how shy he still was.

The demon Lord turned him onto his back and raised his ass in position. Lubed fingers prepared him swiftly, one hand pressing down on his back, forcing him gently into the mattress.

Inuyasha was panting by the time the fingers were withdrawn and replace by his Master's thick cock.

"Master, please," he begged. "In me…"

Sesshoumaru complied thrusting in steadily till he hilted himself inside the boy. Inuyasha moaned and writhed gently, enjoying the feeling of being so full of his Master.

"My Lord…"

Sesshoumaru groaned feeling the tight heat compressing around him. "Mmmm…good puppy."

Inuyasha flushed at the praise.

"Master, please…more…"

Sesshoumaru smirked. "Puppy wants more?"

Inuyasha blushed. "Yes, Master…"

"Master, master…"

Inuyasha did not realize what he was chanting as Sesshoumaru began thrusting into his ass. With his back pressed into the mattress, the collar felt tight around his throat and neck but it was a nice kind of pleasure. Inuyasha felt enveloped in bliss as the prince took his pleasure from him. The pain had almost faded to nothing, leaving nothing but pleasure for the hanyou and right then, Inuyasha could not imagine being happier than while being claimed by his Master.

Many hours later, after Inuyasha's throat was hoarse from screaming his pleasure, Sesshoumaru released deep inside his slave's ass and collapsed on top of him. Inuyasha's breath left him in a rush as his Master's heavy body came to rest on his back. He tried to move but found that he could not; his master's body was entirely covering his own.

It seemed his Master had fallen asleep. He smiled slightly and closed his eyes, preparing to sleep as well.

Then his eyes shot open in surprise as his hand was claimed in a much larger one. Without opening his eyes, Sesshoumaru folded Inuyasha's smaller hand inside his big palm. He smiled to himself as Inuyasha relaxed and turned practically boneless. The hanyou slept unworriedly with his Master's comforting weight on his back and the demon Lord's warm, satiated youki surrounding them.

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