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Save Me	By : Angels9191 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8166 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Foxy
- 2-Powerless
- 3-Submerged
- 4-Savior
- 5-Dedication
- 6-Tests
- 7-Behind the Mask
- 8-Arrival
- 9-Mine
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[*Cough cough* wow it's pretty dusty in here, I wonder if I can dust this story off and make it presentable again. Old readers, your patience astounds me. New readers, thanks for clicking. Everyone, please enjoy.]

Chapter 1 – Foxy

Sesshomaru walked slowly through the woods, taking in every sight, smell, and sound. He had no specific place he needed to go in mind, he simply went where he wanted to go.

Life had been dull for the demon lord lately. His many slaves and servants now bored him, and with Inuyasha content with his human love Kagome it was no longer interesting for him to bother his younger brother with death threats. He no longer wished to kill the stupid half-breed, he just wanted him out of his life. Something Inuyasha was happy to oblige him with.

Though he realized now that he needed to find something else that would keep his attention.

At that moment, a sound off in the distance caught his attention. If his hearing had been any less acute he wouldn’t have heard the soft fall of footsteps some miles away.

He made himself invisible to anyone in the woods, using the trees and shadows to his advantage. He wanted to know who it was before they knew who he was. Like a ghost, he approached the alien presence, getting close enough to investigate the new person.

The presence was male, half-demon like Sesshomaru’s insolent half-brother, strong, but not threatening. Like the youkai lord, this young hanyou was simply wandering.

Driven by shear boredom, Sesshomaru let his presence be known, leaning against a big tree trunk. He would not go to the man, that’s just not how he was. If the hanyou was interested, he would come to Sesshomaru.

It didn’t take long. After a few minutes, Sesshomaru saw the man come into focus through the thick trees.

Not a man though, he realized, a boy. As he walked into a bar of sunlight peaking through the trees, he stopped and they both took each other in.

The hanyou was thin and wiry, with lean corded muscles. He was shirtless, his hakama hanging loosely from his hips, showing off his prominent sex lines. He had orange-red hair that hung around his shoulders in ragged locks and mischievous green eyes that pierced through everything he looked at. Sesshomaru had to hold back a grin at the tail that swooshed back and forth behind the boy. A fox tail. The hanyou was half fox demon.

Sesshomaru was intrigued, but he simply continued to lean against the tree, waiting for the young half demon to make the first move. He had, after all, been the one to find Sesshomaru.

The hanyou seemed to have a permanent grin glued to his face; defiant, arrogant, traits that Sesshomaru found rather irritating.

“I know who you are,” the hanyou suddenly said in a voice higher pitched with youth and challenge.

Sesshomaru carefully raised an arched brow, “Yet you still stand instead of bowing to your superior?”

The challenge in the young boy’s stance and eyes was apparent now, “You are not my superior,” he said.

Sesshomaru glared at him. Young half-breeds like this especially irritated him. The half-fox reminded him endlessly of his annoying little half-brother. “Either you are sorely mistaken and have confused me with someone else, or you are prepared to die a painful death for offending me.”

“Oh I know exactly who you are Sesshomaru, Lord of the Western Lands. And you will not kill me. You couldn’t if you tried.”

“Are you prepared to test that assumption half-breed?” the youkai hissed, the anger at the half demon’s disrespect obvious. Anyone who knew of him knew not to offend him. Perhaps this was a suicide mission.

“My name is Kitaru. And I want to offer you a challenge Sesshomaru.”

There was no respect in this boy; it took some effort for Sesshomaru to keep his cool, “Oh?”

Kitaru grinned, “Fight me. If I win, you let me go in peace. If you win… you may do whatever you like to me.”

Sesshomaru realized then that the boy did not want to win. With the last part of that sentence, the hanyou had become slightly aroused. He wanted to be in the youkai lord’s control.

Normally, Sesshomaru would have simply killed him. But he was bored, “Very well half-breed. I accept your challenge.”

Kitaru’s eyes sparked and he assumed a battle stance, his wiry muscles tensing, and then charged toward Sesshomaru.

He was quick, flitting toward the youkai lord in a zigzag pattern, his tail acting as a rudder. But as he went to strike, Sesshomaru moved out of the way just in time. He dodged Kitaru effortlessly, avoiding every attack, wearing him out. Soon the hanyou became frustrated, “Stop playing with me and fight!” he shouted.

Sesshomaru grinned ever so slightly and in an instant had the young half-demon caught by his throat with one hand. He lifted him into the air and dug his claws into the soft skin. Kitaru choked and tried to kick and scratch at the youkai to get free, but it was futile.

“Tell me, does this count as winning?” Sesshomaru asked softly, then threw him to the ground with enough force to break anyone weaker in half. He heard the breath get knocked out of him with a whoosh. He attempted to get back up but Sesshomaru stopped him with one booted foot on his chest. He applied pressure and heard a bone crack and the hanyou cringed.

But even as the infinitely stronger demon crushed him, Sesshomaru could tell that he was more aroused then ever. Kitaru looked up at him with those bright green eyes and smiled.

Sesshomaru immediately stopped his slow torture and started to walk away.

“W-wait! Where are you going?” the young hanyou cried, coughing as he struggled to get up.

“That’s none of your business,” the youkai stated simply. He was no whore, and he didn’t just go around fucking every horny young man that took a liking to him.

“But you won!”

He didn’t respond, just continued to walk. The boy hadn’t earned his attention.

“Lord Sesshomaru, I… I want to be yours.”

He slowed to a stop, this slightly interested him.

Kitaru ran with the opportunity the great lord was giving him, “I refuse to go back to my old life. I only wish to serve someone worthy of serving. I apologize for my earlier disrespect, but I didn’t know how else to get your attention.”

Sesshomaru looked back at the boy to see that he was on his knees, the hanyou looking at him with desperation in his eyes. “You don’t fool me,” the lord said, glaring down at him, “I know what you actually seek. Safety. You assume that if you belong to me you will be safe from whoever your old masters are. It has nothing to do with my being ‘worthy’ of serving.”

The hanyou’s face grew continually more desperate, “My lord, they… they’re after me. They will never stop hunting me,” he said, his voice choked with worry.

Sesshomaru took a step closer and sensed the young boy’s continued arousal as he approached with such dominance. Sesshomaru continued, “You are sorely mistaken. You will never be safe under me. I don’t take insult lightly, and I do not stand for disobedience. I see the defiance in your eyes. You will break under me.”

He saw a shiver go down Kitaru’s back at his words, “I want nothing more my lord,” he said, bowing so his forehead touched the dirt floor.

“Prove it.”

The boy looked up at him then, panic showing in his expression. He gulped, then moved closer, still on his knees. He slowly reached for the opening of Sesshomaru’s kimono.

Sesshomaru backhanded him across the face hard enough to knock him to the ground where he stayed. “What do you wish for me to do my lord?” he asked desperately. The youkai considered for a moment. He needed to know if Kitaru truly wanted to be one of his slaves, or if he was simply trying to use him to get away from whoever was hunting him. He guessed that there wasn’t much the hanyou wouldn’t do, he seemed quite desperate, so what could he order him to do that would assure Kitaru’s dedication?

“Undress.”

Kitaru jumped to obey the easy order and soon he was on his knees again, this time completely naked. Sesshomaru looked him over completely, causing a slow blush to rise to his cheeks just as the muscle between his legs rose as well.

“Pleasure yourself.”

The boy reached for his stiff member but froze when the lord said, “Not with your hands.” Kitaru looked up at him in confusion. “Use your own mouth.”

The boy’s eyes grew wide, “M-my lord? But… how?”

“That is not for me to figure out.”

Sesshomaru watched as the boy sat cross-legged and bent down, wincing slightly as he compressed his cracked ribs. He could just barely reach the head of his own dick, and slowly started licking. Sesshomaru stared and felt himself start to stiffen as the boy did as he was told, blushing harder every second. He sucked himself as well as he could in the awkward position, trying his hardest to please the lord.

After a few minutes, and Sesshomaru was more confident of the boy’s intentions, he instructed, “That’s enough.”

Kitaru looked up again, his lips damp and expression waiting. Sesshomaru knew the defiance he had seen earlier wasn’t gone, but he knew that there was at least some honesty in his desire to be under the youkai’s rule. He stopped inches from the boy, opening the front of his hakama. “Suck.” The thought of this defiant hanyou surrendering to him gave him immense pleasure, enough for him to put aside his earlier misgivings.

Kitaru smiled and reached into the folds of the kimono, bringing out the lord’s large half stiff member. He licked and sucked the tip, playing eagerly, and reaching for the large ball sack.

Sesshomaru gave him a swift kick in the stomach making him grunt and clutch his abdomen. “Did I give you permission to reach there?” he asked. He grabbed the back of the boy’s hair and shoved his now fully erect dick into the boy’s mouth. He felt Kitaru choke slightly as his large muscle hit the back of his throat. Good. He wanted the hanyou to feel completely helpless in his hands.

Sesshomaru held Kitaru’s head as he leaned further into his mouth, pushing his cock in all the way so that the fox’s throat bulged. He knew full well his new victim couldn’t breath and held him mercilessly. He watched as pre cum leaked from the hanyou’s own modest member as he tried to swallow down the lord’s much larger muscle.

When the half-demon began to go limp Sesshomaru finally pulled out enough for him to breathe again. He gasped around his lord’s cock and coughed once before the youkai started pushing in and out, building up a rhythm. Eventually he let go of the young man’s hair and Kitaru sucked him on his own, being careful to not use his hands again.

He whined after a few minutes of this, his foxtail flicking back and forth. “Is there something you want little whore?” he asked, wondering how the defiant hanyou would react to being called names.

If anything he became more aroused and whined again. Sesshomaru pulled his head back roughly by his hair and watched as saliva dripped from his mouth. He wrenched the boy’s head back harder, “I asked you a question.”

“I-I want you to…”

“To what?”

“Fuck me?”

Sesshomaru slapped him again, this time hard enough to split his lip and draw blood. “Who do you think I am? Answer me whore.”

“M-my lord?”

“I will give you what I feel you deserve. Only those who deserve that degree of pleasure gain it.”

“Yes Sesshomaru-sama.”

It wasn’t enough. He was gaining the respect, but he wanted to see fear in the young hanyou’s eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, his whip appeared and cracked across the hanyou’s back. Kitaru gasped and fell to his hands and knees. Sesshomaru didn’t stop though. He brought the whip down again and again, raising angry welts everywhere. He continued as the boy’s grunts turned to cries, then into screams, and only stopped when the screams died down and he was beating a completely submissive half-demon.

“Do you want me to continue?”

Kitaru drew a shuddering breath, “N-no my lord.”

He let his whip fly again, eliciting a few more screams of pain. He stopped and observed his victim, noticing how his he was still leaking pre cum.

Kitaru whimpered, “Do what you want to me lord, I am-”

The youkai whipped him again across his lower belly.

He yelped again, “I’m sorry my lord! How can I please you? Please tell me how I can please you… master.”

Sesshomaru walked up to him again and slowly hooked one claw under the boy’s chin, bringing his tearstained face up to meet his gaze. “Keep up with me, and I might make you my new pet.”

With that, the great lord started toward the west again, not looking back, but instead hearing Kitaru struggle to stand and then stumble after him. Life would perhaps be more interesting now, for a short while anyway.
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