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Midsummer's Crimson Touch Lemon Chapters	By : PhoenixDiamond Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I own nada and make nada. The rights and everything that is Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko and company.
Author's Rant: Chapter 1 Lemon Scene.
Warning: MxM. Yaoi. Mild Nonconsensual Intimacy. Inuyasha X Sesshomaru. Lemon Alert.
Crimson Touch
He was only fifteen years old at the present time. A rare enchanting beauty of the deepest obsidian black hair pouring over his tawny creamed shoulders. Eyes of the purest lavender could easily hypnotize any onlookers who could only dream of pursuing the ravishing lovely youth. His family was one of lavished wealth and prosperous reputation, in the lands of the Western Territories. In the words of his family members and friends of surround nobles, he was the appealing envy of all he looked upon him and the hopeful desire of man, woman both young and elderly.
One night as the young prince wandered away into the firefly lit rose gardens his mother planted before her death, a hoarse voice warned him from behind. "Nay should you wander off on ye own young prince. Evil spirits of different kinds come about at this time of night."
"I have no reason to fear for my life." The young prince said confidently stiffening his shoulders. "I'm old enough to take care of myself Grandmother."
The elder, Lady Kaede shook her head at the youth's bravado. "Lest ye forget how thy Father and Mother were taken in the dead of night by these creatures? Surely ye do not wish for the same fate?"
"These are lies you speak Grandmother. Father and Mother were not killed by false entities. They merely fell to their deaths over the Clover's Cliff years ago."
Milady eyed her only grandchild with her one functioning and aged orb. "I speak only the truth my child. I just wish ye would heed my warning before ye should meet the same end as thy parents."
Inuyasha scoffed, arrogantly shoving his hands in the sleeves of his royal attire of pearl white haori, and deep navy laced golden hakama. "You're only trying to scare me into not taking my ventures into my mother's gardens. At the very least if you wish to harbor fear in me, seek a more suitable method. I will do as I please, regardless of what you say." The dark haired prince, boredly side glanced her. "Mother made these flowers for me to enjoy. Why not let me do so whenever the urge strikes me?"
"Ye may do so but only in the light of day. To explore in the dead of night is sheer madness." She said worriedly down casting her eyes to the ground. "You are all that remains of my daughter, Child. I cannot bear to lose you in the same way."
Seeing the coming sorrow of his weary Grandmother, Inuyasha walked to her and wrapped his long sleeves around her body, encasing her with his apologetic warmth. "You have nothing to fear sweet Grandmother. I will never leave your side. You're stuck with me forever and always."
Kaede starred up into the sparkling violet eyes of her daughter the child inherited and returned his confidence with a grim smile. She returned his embrace as her left hand reached into the sleeve of her right hand and handed him something round and smooth. "Take this Child." She said, pressing it into the palm of his hand.
Inuyasha looked down at their enclosed hands and waited until she removed hers to reveal what she had given him. He gasped as what appeared to be his family's most sacred jewel incased in his grasp. "Grandmother, this is of purest light. I cannot take this." He said trying to give it back to her.
But she declined, taking a step back and turning on her heel toward the looming castle. "Keep it and let it keep ye safe from the dangers that lurk out during this time of night."
Inuyasha frowned. "Keep me safe? Safe from what?"
Milady stopped her steps and turned her eye over her shoulder. "Safe from the disgraceful beasts that hide in the night."

Being the overly robust youth he was, Inuyasha paid no mind to his Grandmother's warnings, considering her ominous ranting to be nothing more than tales to frighten the young into doing their bidding. He was mature enough to know no such things existed in the real world and refused to be taken into the false sense of security of walking his own grounds.
On each given night of the Midsummer's Eve, he'd venture out in the overly flourishing rose and lily gardens of his mother marveling at the nightly beauty that came with each blossom. Many fireflies of various gold's, greens and rare blues danced happily around his head illuminating his alluring features in the moon's gaze.
Although he fronted of being brave enough to venture into his mother's horticultural courtyard, inside he was a bit hesitate to go about without the sacred jewel being stuffed snug in his hakama. Of course he didn't believe in that nightmarish nonsense uttered by the old folk. He just kept it with him as a way to keep from letting anyone else get their grimy hands on it. He was bold enough to face anything that came his way, regardless of what it appeared to be.
One night though, that little confidence of his would be tested on the ending summer's decreasing evening as like any other night he'd go off into the gardens after everyone in the palace has fallen asleep. One mistake of walking off this time being that he accidently left the sacred jewel in his night stand in his chambers, thus leaving him vulnerable to anything out there.
The castle was quiet and peaceful, as he calmly navigated through the tall green maze, letting the lightening bugs guide his way. Flicker, flicker, flash, flash this way young prince, it seemed they chanted to led him deeper and deeper into the maze. Inuyasha paid no mind to this playfully following along and taking in the magical night created by the moon's full glow. He adored these steel framed times of the night. Where crickets sung their signaling melodies and light breezes soared through the trees.
He came to a stop at the center of the gardens where the roaring fountain poured its glimmering fluids into the pool. This was the most special part of the garden he loved most. Where he could get away from all the hassles of being royalty and lust of the humid, crisp breezes. Inuyasha took a deep breath and sighed away the day's troubles and inhaled the night's warm delicious smells.
Suddenly the gentlest flurry, as light as the twilight fog, caressed the smoothness of his cheek. Suspiciously, he glanced around himself but saw nothing out of the ordinary, besides the roaming shadows of the moon's light. Perhaps it was best that he did return to the castle. He'd been out longer than usual. But as he turned to leave the breezy touch grazed the back of his neck through the plushness of his hair.
He twisted around but saw nothing in the haunting mist. The touch came again this time causing him to squirm in his kimono from puzzled fear and intriguing wonder. "Who's there?" He called out to the winds, but received nothing in return.
Another light breeze flickered over his cheek, curving the side of his jawline, causing the heat in his body to increase to a desirable temperature. His eyes half lidded from the sensual touches grazing at his exposed parts as his ears listened to the materialized whisper of his name.
"Young Prince….Inuyasha…Inuyasha…"
This felt so strange. The constant flows of something warm and soothing touching all over his body, drove him crazy with want. What could this be? What did it want? A vanishing and reappearing caress followed after the next, each more daring the last and ever so sensually enticing. This felt ever so dreamy and heavenly sinful, but he dared not speak lest the source of these touches ceased. Whatever its purpose, he didn't care what it did. Just as long as it didn't stop this…this… heated torment it was delivering to his young body.
Moments later the instant disappeared in the wind. As fast it had come, it'd gone.
Inuyasha blinked his eyes slightly panting under his breath as he frantically searched around for whatever it was that touched him in such a way. His eyes scanned all around him until suddenly coming to see a something leering at him through a shadow and vanished.

Inuyasha told no one of that night afraid he would be seen as depraved psycho path seeing false truths in the winds. He wanted to at least tell his grandmother of the incident but feared she would forever forbid him from venturing out on his own for good. So the events were kept secret for his own reasons since he desired for that same touch to come for him again. After having a small sample of that night's allure, his youthful libido craved for that airy touch again.
Previously as his last attempts, Inuyasha would wait patiently for the guards, servants, cooks, Grandmother and any other person to fall asleep in the palace and then go out into the night seeking that nightly touch upon his flesh.
Night after heated night, the unseen lover would come to him becoming bolder in his fiery touches. The feathery fingers would lightly slide along his neck, curving the shell of his ear whispering sweet words of satisfaction of his lovely body. Soon the entity grew weary with mere strokes of his face and neck and would gently begin to ease the young prince's haori off his shoulders to glide over the tender skin at its exposal.
After more nights of shoulder caresses those too weren't enough to satisfy the being as it would guide the prince deeper into the gardens toward a gray alabaster bench positioned away from the eyes of all as it teased it's way further inside. Inuyasha eased the cloth from his shoulders, giving full pleasure of his chest to the creature's desires. Cool presses of wind-filled claws trailed over his skin leaving evil red lines on his chest that would remain till morning.
"Ohhh…" He'd moan unknowingly encouraging the being to further pleasure him.
As the secret nights progressed on, more of his clothing would be teased away until finally none remained. His body fully displayed for the invisible hands sweeping the taunted cream of his flesh. More words whispered desired promises of nightly fulfillment as Inuyasha bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud from the touches and taunting words.
His hips unconsciously moved with the fingers sliding down further and further until coming to spread apart of his creamy thighs. He peered down over his chest but could still see nothing. Then, his back arched the perfect 'U' as the feel of something mindboggling traced over his inner thigh. Hot, thick and wet moisture lapped at his skin like he was sopped with honey, teasing over the curls of his ebony hairs.
"Please…" He begged the unknown spirit, giving throaty moans for more.
Mercy was given to him as the invisible wetness transformed into a blistering inferno engulfing him whole. Invisible holds, gripped his hips as he bucked and thrashed in the moonlight as he was given the most beautiful pleasures never given to him by another. His fingers clawed down his face as the windy sucking increased to a mind blowing level of heat. Inuyasha released gasp after delicious gasp from the spasms raking up and down his spine repeatedly. The sharp intensity of it would always leave him withering beneath the concealed lover, sending him into a heightened orgasm out of this world.
When the evenings would could to an end, the entity would disappear leaving Inuyasha to return to his palace awaiting for the next night to come. Hours turned into days where he'd lose nights of sleep quietly awaiting the being he'd come to love to arrive. Inuyasha stayed in his home gazing out from his windows at the gardens below. If he were forced to leave his chambers, his tasks were done carelessly and in a hurry just so he could return back to his window to watch the sunset.
Kaede took note of her grandchild's lack of care done toward his health and ritual duties normally done on a daily. She repeatedly asked if he was alright and each time she asked, Inuyasha would give her a dull 'I'm fine or no response at all but a daunting stare of his eyes. She hired healers from all over the country to examine the child's health but each time they all found nothing wrong, except fatique.
This irregular behavior continued on for five months. The same length of time as the nights of delectable seduction taking place in the gardens. However the nights would change on the night of his sixteen birthday as exhaustion finally won out and claimed him in the throes of sleep.
As he slept away in his wide set bedding covered from head to toe in the cleanest silk, the curtains of his window fluttered open coming to grace the sides of his face. Inuyasha instantly woke up sensing the familiar presence come to him. He sat up exposing his half nude body, as he was engulfed in a misted fog. A large silhouette covered his body as the faint scent of collected spices and rich rose blossoms assaulted his nostrils.
"Inuyasha…" The wind whispered, coating the boy in its misted essence. "I have come for you…young Prince."
"My love…" Inuyasha beckoned to his beloved entity that now began to take shape the closer it came.
Now as the moonlight shun through the sheer pearl curtains he could see what his beloved was all along.
An enchanting specimen of well-cut crystal craved into perfection. Long flowing trends of pure silver floated behind him with the flap of his dark cape. Deep eyes of lavished gold peered at him with so much sexual heat Inuyasha shuddered from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes. The being's body was wrapped in the finest silk kimono as pale as the skin it encased. Maroon strips stretched over an angelic face with the shape of a perfect crescent moon centered on his forehead.
Unbeknownst to Inuyasha as the being came to him, the fog floating in his room drugged him to a unconscious high preventing him from stopping the devils acts of fulfillment. "Tonight, I shall have you. Body, Mind and Soul. It shall all belong to me." He promised quietly coming to stand beside the bed.
Inuyasha's blurry eyes could hardly make out the vision before him that reached down to brush aside his hair.
The sheets were gently slipped pass his nudity and pooled on the floors. "Beautiful." He heard his night lover say, admiring the delicious spread of virginal youth at his biding. Sounds of clothing gliding to the floor rustled in the winds as the bed dipped to an unseen weight hovering over his body.
"Inuyasha…you are mine."
"Yes…I am yours…"Inuyasha murmured in his hypnotic trance. His arms laced around the broad shoulders of clearness only he could see as a weight positioned between the spread of his thighs. Light wisps cupped the side of his face as suddenly he was brought out of his dreamy fantasy by something filling his virgin hole to near pain.
This was different from the nights of sheer joy, now replaced with something more. His entire self was set on fire as a widening pulse continued going on. Agony and joy ruptured in him strong enough to curl his toes and ease back from the discomfort. "Mmmn…" He whimpered on the verge of tears.
"Do not cry Little One. For the pain shall be replaced with pleasure." Came the windy vow.
Inuyasha instantly relaxed while wetness teased the curve of his ear as the single thrust went forward until reaching inside. The hollowness retracted back only to thrust forward again in a rough snap, causing Inuyasha's back to bend high enough off the bed.
His eyes sparked stars from the overwhelming sensations attacking him from all over. His body was being touched all over while the entity whispered words of love and desire, increasing the hidden pace. His heels dug into the mattress from the wild ride being given so viciously by his beloved. It was all he could do to hold on for the crazed pulls and pushes entering the crevice of his heat.
His moans echoed out through the room in tune to his concealed lover's howling winds of sexual growls.
"You belong to me….you belong to me… Only me..." It snarled possessively snapping back and forth back and forth gripping those youthful legs in his grasp. "You belong to Sesshomaru..."
"Yes I do…I do…I do…Only you...only...you...yes..." Inuyasha moaned bucking up more and more to meet with those demanding thrusts.
The night's coupling ravished out through the time until the wee hours of the growing dusk where finally Inuyasha's body exploded from ripples of burning passion filling him inside from an unknown source. Now fully sated, Inuyasha collapsed against his pillow drenched in his own fluids, weak and defenseless, as the dark devil, traced evil claws along his cheek.
"So pure…so refreshed…so young…" The entity said fondling the side of his victim's rosy cheek. "I've tried to stay away Little One. But like honey you drew me to you and I could no longer deny it…" He said keeping himself lounge in that tight body. The demonic glow of ruby eyes soaked up the panting youth underneath him still squirming and whimpering from his orgasmic high. "You have become my destiny…and I cannot slip let you slip away…" He whispered regretfully.
Lockets of his dark ebony hair were brushed away from the tender slender of his neck where his life force pumped with his blood. Inuyasha felt something wet lap at his lifeline soon followed by quiet words of remorse. "Forgive me…Inuyasha."
Than….
"No…" Inuyasha groaned as large fangs sunk into his flesh stabbing through his vitals slowly draining him of life and injecting sizzling vemon. "No…please…stop." He begged, pushing at the one he thought loved him. The flesh ruptured a flooding flow of blood inside the mouth unseen and Inuyasha's pleas went unresponded, no matter how he physically protested. "Please...please Sesshomaru no...please...stop...Oh please...y-you'll kill me."
"Never my sweet child. You will live...but now as a part of me."
It was getting so hot. So warm. He was on fire. Suddenly he could feel his virgin walls expanding again as the thrusts of last night resurfaced and filled him to capacity with his lover's seed.
Inuyasha's climax from the bite and his lover's spurt, roared to the heavens as the sun finally rose from the horizon to peer into now an empty room.
"INUYASHA!" Yelled his Grandmother suddenly bursting into the room after having heard the shrilling cry of her grandson. Kaede ordered the soldiers who followed her to check every aspect of the room for the creature she knows enter the child's chambers. Kaede rushed over to the bed where Inuyasha sat up holding a hand to the side of his neck.
"Oh my Child." She said shamefully looking at the bloodstains of the sheets and oozing through his fingertips.
"Grandmother…what…what happened?"
"Shhh Child. Do not worry. You're alright. You're alright." She whispered wrapping her arms around her family, thanking the Gods above that that creature didn't take away the only piece of her daughter left in this world. The horror of what that monster did to her child was enough to bring tears to her old eye.
As Inuyasha was rocked back and forth by his weeping grandmother, he felt a harsh tingle between his thighs and something pulsing near his neck. His confused gazed looked out through the window as his hand grasped the side of his neck in shame and regret. He knew what happened last night and he was powerless to stop it. Apart of him regretted what happened but than the other side relished in the thought of being taken by Him.
He'd died moments ago. He was no longer amongst the living. That venomous bite mark confirmed it as his own thirst for blood began to surface in his mind. The young prince felt so hurt and terrified as the truth of it hit home as he wrapped his arms around his grandmother in fear.
The vemon of his beloved's likeness would forever course through his veins.
He was never going to die.
He'd been claimed and marked by the devil himself.
He now and forever will… belong to Sesshomaru.

TBC: 0_0 *I melted*
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