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Ini-Herit	By : GodOfInsanity Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > Sessh?maru/Naraku > Sessh?maru/Naraku Views: 5051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 13
- 14
Ini-Herit
By: God of Insanity
Warning(s): NC-17, Humor, Yaoi M/M, LEMON, Anal, Rough/animalistic GAY sex, Stupid Scheming Bitch Alert, Violence, Cursing...
Pairing(s): Nara/SesshUKE
A/N: Um, don't be shy, guys. Let me know what you guys think. Am I doing a good job, bad job...? Do I need to work on anything, do you like how things are playing out? You know, stuff like that. Well, even if you don't review, I still hope you enjoy my hard work. Keep in mind I was in pain when I wrote this. -_- Had oral surgery...removed my wisdoms. Anywhos, enjoy and review if you'd be so kind.

Disclaimer(s): I do not own InuYasha or any of the characters except for my own ideas and characters. For example, I do own Najja. I make no profit whatsoever from Rumiko's work.
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Chapter 13: "Fever Part Two"
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A woman in a busty blue dress, which showed way too much cleavage and left very little to the imagination, walked into the empty building. Her hair was short, black, and barely reached her chin. She had cold black eyes that seemed to be devoid of anything resembling a soul. Those eyes also looked as if they hungered for something, and not just anything. It was something specific.
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They were the eyes of greed.

After giving one of the guard's a sexual favor, he had let her enter the building without even asking her what her business was. He simply just unlocked the door and let her slip inside. Then he walked away.
The woman strode down the hallway until she reached the staircase and walked up all the flights of stairs since the elevators weren't operational when the building was closed. She walked speedily with a single-minded purpose. She was on a mission and was determined to get it finished as quickly as possible.
�It took her ten minutes or so until she reached Naraku's office, and when she did, she tried to open the door. But it was locked. Of course.
She scolded herself and knelt down on her knees, which was funny in itself because she had been on her knees fifteen minutes or so ago doing something revolting. And she was about to do something dirty on her knees, again.
The wicked woman opened her purse and took out a blue envelope. She looked at it, smiled a depraved smile, kissed the envelope, and then slipped it underneath the door.
Then she walked away the way she had came.
"I will get what I want, whether you want me to or not, Naraku."
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It seemed like Time passed endlessly for the dog demon, but when the world came back again, he was leaning against a larger body. His body felt incredibly weak and limp, yet it felt calm and satisfied at the same time. And the body he leaned on felt strong and hard, as if it were his own personal fortress. Not to mention the two powerful arms that held him close and securely, lest he fall.
He looked up and saw Naraku smirking down at him. Yet something was different about that smirk. It seemed to express a small victory, and despite that, it seemed like there was a gentle, yet savage fondness behind it.
Then it hit Sesshoumaru.
Even though his clothes were back on his body and tucked into all the right places, he could still smell the musk of his sex scent. So that was what it smelled like.

"You passed out after your orgasm," Naraku began to say, the smirk widened on his devilishly handsome face. "But I caught you. I wouldn't dare let you fall and hit your pretty little head. I don't want you to forget me just yet, pet."

It was then that the events in the restroom flooded back to Sesshoumaru. His cheeks burned bright red when he realized that he had just been sucked and finger fucked in a PUBLIC BATHROOM where any man could have walked in on them! He was in shock for a moment, but then it accelerated to rage in no time at all.

The inu's eyes bled blood red and his irises changed to a turquoise hue. The marks on his cheeks became roughly jagged and his fangs lengthened considerably. Even his nails got longer and sharper and he clenched his hands into angry, shaking fists.
He was the very picture of a pissed-off demon out for blood.
With a vicious, infuriated snarl, Sesshoumaru lunged at the kumo with a speed that humans wouldn't have been able to see. With all intent to bring bodily harm to Naraku, he swung his right arm swiftly to clam the kumo in the face.

Naraku easily caught him by the wrist and when the inu tried to slash him with his other hand, the older man caught his other wrist as well. The kumo promptly whirled them around and slammed the inu against the nearest wall. He pressed his body hard against the younger, struggling male in an effort to restrain the psychotic demon. He also had both of the dog's hands pinned above the inu's head on the wall.

Sesshoumaru was panting and growling like a demon possessed. He struggled hard and even tried to snap his fangs at the other male, but to no avail. However, that didn't stop him from continuing to resist and struggle to get free. He got angrier by the second and fought harder and harder.
That was, until he felt a hot mouth on his neck. A tongue then slipped out and lathered a wet saliva trail up his neck. He hissed and his anger ebbed away bit by bit, but it didn't abate until he felt the kumo's teeth drag along the column of his long neck. When those teeth found a certain spot, they clamped down on his neck, but not hard enough to break the skin. Hard enough to warn the inu not to move and to force him to submit. As if by instinct, the kumo ground his hips, his hardness rubbing against the inu's stomach in a show of dominance.

Sesshoumaru couldn't and wouldn't fight the obviously stronger male. He ceased struggling, but he was still livid enough to strike out if he got the chance to. It wasn't until he started thinking murderous thoughts that his inner youkai spoke to him. It was persistently trying to get him to submit to the other male.

Stop fighting our seme!

No! I won't forgive him for this shame! And what the hell do you mean by seme?

He is our seme, our dominant. He gave us pleasure and didn't even take any for his own. Stop being a selfish child.

I never asked for it. I do not want it. And nobody is going to dominate me in any way.

Liar. Tell yourself whatever you like, but we both know what you truly desire.
I desire nothing.
That is why you wallow in your sorrow. You make us both very sad.
I am sad because my parents are dead, fool.
Even when they lived, you felt empty. I know you better than you know yourself. We are one, you and I. You can deny all you want, but it will not change the truth. The sooner you accept it, the sooner we will be happy.

The dog demon had nothing to say to what his inner youkai said. Instead, he kept silent and sagged against the bigger, broader body. He then realized that there was something inside him talking to him...and it referred to him as his inner demon. When it had been speaking, it sounded just like him and he had thought nothing of it. It had felt natural to him, yet after he stopped speaking to his other self, he had realized that something had been talking to him. It was him, yet it wasn't him. It had been that inner youkai thing that Naraku had referred to when they had been in the car and Sesshoumaru had turned into...something else.

"Let go of me." Sesshoumaru bit out, suddenly very afraid. Of what, he wasn't sure. He felt angry, claustrophobic, disorientated, and a myriad of other emotions that swarmed inside him. All he knew is that he wanted to get away, run away as fast and as far away as he could.
"Not until you calm the fuck down." Naraku growled against the inu's reddened neck. His teeth were dangerously close to breaking the delicate looking skin of the dog demon's neck. He had stopped grinding himself against the smaller male, but instead, he kept him firmly pressed into the wall and wouldn't let him budge.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and tried to do as he was told. It wasn't until he felt the spider softly kissing and licking at his neck that he started to calm down. The inu nearly purred when long fingers caressed his scalp and brushed through his long, silken tresses. The older demon even loosened his hold on him enough for him to relax.

�In fact, the pale-haired youkai almost fell asleep, but a low voice whispered into his curved ear, "Are you calm now?"
Sesshoumaru merely nodded, his face buried in the crook of the taller demon's neck.

"Are you going to tell me why you tried to attack me?"
The inu shook his head and continued to hide his face.
"Come now, if you don't tell me what it is I did to upset you, I might just do it again."
Sesshoumaru mumbled something incoherent because his mouth was pressed against the kumo's neck.
"I didn't quite catch that, my little Mumbles."

Sesshoumaru looked up at Naraku, his thin black, yet well-defined eyebrow arched. "Mumbles."

"Yes, Mumbles. If you don't tell me what I wish to know, I'm calling you Mumbles...forever."
A sigh. "Fine."
"To Mumbles forever or to telling me why you freaked out?"
Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes and retorted with, "To the latter, you dolt. As if I would walk this earth bearing the name such as Mumbles..."
Naraku smirked, "I think it's a cute name. I like it."
"Good for you."
"You have more mood swings than a pregnant woman," Naraku remarked, his sexy smirk still etched onto his handsome visage.

"And you act like a spoiled child who throws a tantrum every time he doesn't get what he wants."
"Oh, Sesshoumaru...Sesshoumaru...that's where you are wrong. I will get what I want. And right now, I want you to tell me why you acted like Cujo."

Sesshoumaru looked away, a light blush staining his porcelain skin. "You...did those things to me in this bathroom. A public bathroom. Anyone could have walked in."
"Thanks for stating the obvious, my lovely prude. You are fortunate that I didn't bend you over the sink and fuck your brains out. I'm sure that would have given some random man something to root for."
The inu growled in disgust and tried to pull away, but the kumo grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look at him. "Did you enjoy it?"
Sesshoumaru merely stared at him, unblinkingly.

"I asked, did you enjoy it?" Naraku repeated, his patience thinning despite his calm demeanor.

"Yes, I did." The inu replied evenly, his cheeks flushed darker now that he had admitted �the truth aloud.

"I liked it, too," the kumo spoke as an afterthought while he admired the younger man's blush. Innocence had always annoyed him before, but now, for some reason, he thought it was cute. Perhaps he thought everything that had to do with his current infatuation was both sexy and endearing.
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A sudden thought crossed his mind and Naraku offered, "Tell you what, Sesshoumaru...I won't even touch you for the rest of the night. I won't do anything to you unless you initiate it. Does that sound fair to you?"

Part of Sesshoumaru felt disappointed by the deal, but he didn't show it. Instead, he nodded his approval.

"Good, then it's agreed. No more touching on my part, unless you want it; and no more slugging on your part, unless I want it."
"Sounds good to me."
"Good, good. Now, I'm still hungry. I already took the liberty to order for the both of us...so our food should be there by now. And I thought after we're finished, we could take a little walk to cool off our heads. Any objections?"
"None...for now."
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The meal passed pretty much without any incident. Naraku kept true to his word by not touching Sesshoumaru, but that didn't stop him from all the 'accidental touching' that he miraculously pulled off. And of course, all the smoldering staring that he did. He just was that type of person to stare really hard even though the person knows that he/she's being stared at.

Sesshoumaru couldn't prove it, but he had a feeling that Naraku had been purposely trying to provoke him. Of course, as long as the kumo didn't touch him in any private places or arouse him, the inu didn't much care. And because of that, he pretended not to notice the staring or the accidental brush here and there.

The food had been good and the service had been wonderful, especially compared to other places Sesshoumaru had dined at before.

To Sesshoumaru, it had been exceedingly nice to just sit silently in the dark with the other man. They had talked every now and then, but it had been calm and pleasant. He had never been one for constant banter and he was glad Naraku wasn't one to talk continuously, either.

Normally, when people barely know each other, it can feel very awkward and uncomfortable on a date alone together. Silence makes the awkwardness weigh more, and it is uncomfortable because the other person isn't familiar at all. Yet talking could even feel like drowning, especially if the two don't find the right things to talk about. It's like shooting a gun in the dark, hoping to hit something good.

But...
Strangely enough, it didn't feel that way for Sesshoumaru, or even for Naraku. They were both comfortable with one another even though they barely knew one another.

It was as if...they had always known each other.

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Naraku had driven them both to a nice quiet park that was actually about a few miles away from the kumo's residence. It was one of those parks where you could walk your dog, take your kids, exercise, picnic, or any number of things. It had some benches, tables, trashcans, trees, and even a little playground for kids.
Normally, at night there weren't many people at all in the park. Of course, sometimes there were those type of people who came to the park because they liked fooling around in the bushes, on the bench, or whatever else struck their fancy. Naraku wasn't one of those people, but he did enjoy taking walks at night and often found himself wandering his own neighborhood or this very park.

While they walked side-by-side down the trail of the park, Sesshoumaru glanced around curiously. He thought to himself that he could take Rin to this park sometime. He knew she loved playing outside and she was always good at meeting new friends because of her easy-going, gentle free spirit.
As if reading the younger man's mind, Naraku offered, "You know...your little sister may like this place. It's safe and the police patrol by it several times a day. The kids that come here aren't too bad and their parents actually watch them. Oh and...I actually live a couple miles or so away...so if you wanted to bring her along, we could come here."
Sesshoumaru looked at him in surprise. "You would do that?"
"In lieu of the deal, I do remember saying that Rin could come on some of our dates, pet."
Instead of saying anything, Sesshoumaru slipped his hand in Naraku's. He felt the spider's fingers curl around his own loosely in response. And if the inu had been looking, he would have seen the triumphant look that had crossed Naraku's face.

The act of hand-holding seemed very simple, but it was in all actuality, quite intimate. In some ways, it felt more intimate than all the times Naraku had touched him sexually.
Instead of looking at the taller male, Sesshoumaru looked up at the brightly lit stars that hovered above them like beautiful, distant eyes. He was sure he was blushing beet red and he silently wished that Naraku wouldn't notice. The inu knew that wish was in vain since the kumo could see in the dark.
Said kumo pretended that he was watching the stars, too, when in fact, he was watching the inu out of the corner of his eyes. He had indeed noticed that the dog was blushing, but he said nothing of it.
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The lovely pair walked through the park in silence for about ten minutes until Sesshoumaru glanced at his cell phone and noticed the time. He stopped abruptly, his hand immediately leaving Naraku's in the process. "Crap, it's late! I have to get back...the baby-sitter is going to kill me."
Naraku sighed, but then chuckled. "Don't worry about that, precious. She won't mind, I promise. She's a good friend of mine. I wouldn't entrust your sister to someone I didn't trust. Sometimes she's has to stay overnight to watch someone's child. Now...I have a question for you."
Sesshoumaru relaxed some and looked up at the seemingly towering youkai. He was slightly suspicious. "What...is the question?"
"I want you to stay the night with me. Now, don't look at me like that, Sesshoumaru. I won't try anything, I swear. I just want to feel you in my arms tonight. The other day, in my bed...it felt good to have you lying with me. But if you want to go home, I understand. I'll take you home whenever you want. It's entirely up to you, my pet."
"Wow, that was possibly the most gayest thing I have ever heard, Naraku." Sesshoumaru joked, yet he knew the kumo was being completely serious. He could tell that just revealing those few things to Sesshoumaru had been unbelievably hard for the kumo. Like the dog demon, he wasn't one to admit his feelings, especially out loud. But it touched Sesshoumaru that Naraku had walked on his own spidery pride to say such things to the inu.

Naraku opened his mouth, but the inu beat him to the punch by grabbing the kumo's arm and replying quietly, yet seriously, "Take me home. To your home."
"What. The. Hell." Ground out the words of a shocked and angry voice that sounded unpleasantly familiar to both demons.
The inu and kumo both turned around to be greeted by the seething sight of the hanyou, InuYasha. He was still wearing the same exact outfit that Sesshoumaru had seen him in earlier that day.

"Well, if it isn't InuYasha. It's always a pleasure to have you disturbing the peace." Naraku spoke deceivingly smoothly, a headache already forming in his head. Such a shame, too, because he had been enjoying his night out with HIS inu youkai.
"Oh, whatever, Naraku! Care to tell me why you're prowling the night looking for victims?" InuYasha growled, but it was then that he noticed who was standing with the person he hated the most. "Sesshoumaru? What the fuck are you doing out here with this bastard?"
"Oh, such foul language! Ah, and the night was so silent and serene before your raucous voice raped it," Naraku mocked, and with a little smirk, he snaked an arm around Sesshoumaru's body and added, "We are on a date and you're intruding upon it. And I would kindly ask you to mind your own damn business by turning away and walking away now...if I had the stomach to ask such a thing. So, instead, I'm telling you to leave now before it gets ugly."
Sesshoumaru said nothing and settled for just simply observing Naraku and InuYasha's tense interaction.

"Like hell I'm letting you, of all people, defile my cousin!" InuYasha spat, his hands sporadically clenching and unclenching. He looked as if he were ready to start a fight with the larger male. In fact, his eyes had begun tinting red like Sesshoumaru's had done a few hours prior.

"I don't think that's up to you at all, baka. Whatever I do...is up to Sesshoumaru. He isn't with me against his will, I assure you. " Naraku explained this to InuYasha as if the hanyou were incapable of understanding anything of any sort of intelligence.

"I don't care, asshole! He isn't going anywhere with you. Sesshoumaru is coming with me!"

Sesshoumaru's eyebrows both rose high at the half breed's outlandish , bold presumption. He didn't like anyone making his decisions for himself, so naturally, InuYasha's proclamation irked him immensely.

"He may be a piece of meat to you, hanyou, but he's much more than that to me, so shut your fucking mouth before I rip your jaw off. " Naraku hissed, and pushed Sesshoumaru behind him protectively. The whites of his own eyes were tinged crimson, as well.

InuYasha's irises were of a turquoise color, the whites of his eyes red, and jagged marks similar to Sesshoumaru's appeared on his tanned face. His fangs were bared and he looked as if he were ready to go for war. "Sesshoumaru is mine. I won't let you have him. Not again. He's MINE!"
"You speak so boldly and confidently for someone who is impeccably rash and stupid," Naraku retorted, his eyes completely crimson now. He was obviously losing control fast to his inner demon, but he held out as long as he could. Each word he spoke was punctuated with malice and it was increasingly hard for him to formulate thoughts besides: 'Kill bastard, protect mate.'
Sesshoumaru backed a few steps away, but not because he was afraid. He was in awe of the raw power that radiated from the kumo. The hanyou's power was nice, too, but it was nowhere near as strong and impressive as the spider's. Naraku seemed as if he wanted to protect him, yet InuYasha felt like he wanted to...take him against his will.
"Step away from my mate, now." InuYasha growled ferally; it was his last warning to Naraku.

"You cannot claim something that isn't yours, you diseased-minded cunt. That inu youkai standing behind me is my mate, always has been, and always will be." The kumo countered, his own nails had lengthened considerably to claws.

With an enraged howl, the hanyou lunged at the spider demon and swiped at him with his claws. Naraku easily avoided the half-breed's talons by grabbing the shorter male by the arm and slamming him hard on the ground. InuYasha grunted, but immediately sprang to his feet and attacked again.
The kumo leapt out of the way when the hanyou tried to swipe at him again. But instead of catching him by the arm, the spider retaliated by slashing the hanyou across the face. Four angry-looking, deep gash wounds resulted in that act and InuYasha yowled in pain. The hanyou hopped back and clutched his face. He wiped the blood out of his face and glared murderously at the kumo. He wasn't deterred, yet.

Normally, Sesshoumaru would be peeved that two people were fighting over him. In school, when friends or admirers bickered and fought over him, it exasperated him to no end and he usually walked away. He didn't care for conflict and he especially didn't like it when people fought over such stupid things. If it were for honor or saving someone else, then he could understand it.

But not this time. This time he was enraptured by it. Something inside of him was anticipating this fight, and of course, the victor. Some primal instinct was unraveling from deep inside him while he watched the other two males. If he could have seen himself, he would have been shocked by his demonic appearance, which was similar to InuYasha's in some ways.

Instead of walking away like he had always done so before, Sesshoumaru settled for pacing back and forth like a caged, hungry tiger. He felt hot, like he had a fever and he was painfully aroused already. He was impatient for his mate to claim him, so he made high-pitched keening sounds that only demons were capable of hearing.
Naraku's power washed over him in reply to his call, and he instructed him to wait until it was over. He assured the dog demon that it was almost over.

With a mad dash at the kumo, InuYasha intended to injure Naraku, but missed again due to the cunning spider's evasive movements. He shrieked in frustration and tried to hit any part of Naraku's body now, but he kept missing. He was desperate to bring down the spider and didn't care how much damage he got in return for it. His rash way of fighting was obviously inferior to the kumo's far more strategic manner of fighting.

It didn't take long for the spider to get bored, and when he did, he decided to end the fight. With a smirk, he flipped into the air behind InuYasha. As soon as the flustered hanyou turned around to face him, Naraku plunged his entire hand and arm through the inu hanyou's stomach. He then jerked his limb out of the hanyou and watched as the half-breed fell to his knees.

He had been tempted to kill InuYasha, but the far crueler, more sadistic part of his youkai wanted the hanyou to live and lick his wounds. Naraku wanted him to know exactly what he had lost. Naraku turned his gaze to his chosen and his crimson orbs connected with the inu's heated amber eyes. Without breaking eye contact, Naraku slowly, sensually licked the blood of his enemy off from his blood-drenched hand.

Sesshoumaru merely whimpered.

Without further delay, Naraku quickly closed in the distance between them. Cradling the back of the inu's head, he crushed their lips together, devouring the dog's lips in a dominating, ravenous kiss.
Sesshoumaru clung to him fiercely, letting the spider dominate the almost violent kiss while he clawed eagerly at the kumo's slightly ruffled clothes.

Naraku was pleased to feel the inu's erection pressing against his thigh, and if not by that fact, he could tell from the dog demon's scent alone that he was ready and willing to submit to the mating.

It had been so long...
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While Sesshoumaru licked and sucked at the kumo's neck, he ripped open Naraku's dress shirt, buttons flying in all directions. As soon as that broad, slightly tanned torso was revealed, he ran his hands across the wide expanse of Naraku's smooth chest and back in something akin to worship. The muscles tensed and jumped at the teasing, fervent touch of his hands.

When those hands dipped lower to remove the kumo's belt, the spider's hands covered his own, stopping him from completely undressing him. "Not here, koi."
The inu youkai growled and looked at him with an insulted look on his face, his eyes narrowed to deadly slits. "You are my seme, so prove it."
With a dark chuckle, Naraku easily picked Sesshoumaru up and heaved him up over his shoulder like a barbarian would carry a maiden he planned to take. It was hard for him not to rip the inu's clothes off and take him on the spot, but he had to wait just a little while longer. "When we are on my territory, I will prove it with the will of my flesh, my eager little bitch."

Sesshoumaru growled at being manhandled, yet as much as it pissed him off, it turned him on even more. And before the dog could utter a syllable, Naraku jetted forward with the inu in tow. His speed was miraculous and if no one had believed him to be a demon, they would believe it from just seeing his dashing, inhuman velocity.
In fact, most passerby's didn't even know what to think when they saw the flash of silver and black pass them.

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In a span of only a few minutes, Naraku reached his dwelling. It had felt like hours for them both and they both panted with exertion and arousal. The kumo kicked the door open and swiftly strode in, his gorgeous inu still slung over his shoulder. The door somehow closed on its own while he kicked open his bedroom door and stormed inside. Without word or pause, he grabbed the younger youkai and flung him on the bed.

Sesshoumaru bounced on the bed with a small an "Eeep!" that escaped his full, panting lips. He lay sprawled shamelessly on his back and watched fervently with half-lidded eyes while Naraku rapidly divested himself of the rest of his bothersome clothing. He would have removed his own clothing by now, but he knew better. He knew that his seme would want to unwrap him.

Standing in all his naked god-like glory, Naraku delighted in the golden eyes that raked over his powerful, perfectly sculpted body. By the look on the inu's face and his squirming, he obviously liked what he saw. And that was all Naraku needed to know before he pounced on the smaller male.

The kumo straddled the inu's hips and imitated Sesshoumaru's earlier behavior by tearing open the dog's burgundy dress shirt, the buttons darting all around. With his impatience escalating, he scooted lower and shredded Sesshoumaru's slacks and boxers. Everything that didn't naturally belong on the inu youkai's body was ripped off and randomly thrown somewhere.
For a few moments, Naraku eyed the delicious scene before him of the nude dog demon lying submissively spread eagled, his legs open in wanton invitation. All that pale flesh and solid muscle covered by silky skin passed his approval. His mate was slender, yet leanly built. He would always be shorter, smaller, and more lithe than Naraku.
"Turn over," Naraku ordered, his voice husky from his unfulfilled desire. Normally, he would introduce some foreplay, but there was no time for that. There would be plenty of time later after their coupling.
Sesshoumaru immediately obeyed, rolling over onto his stomach. Strong hands grabbed his hips and pulled him up so that his rear was in the air. With his face buried in his arms, the inu groaned when a tongue swiped at his entrance. Saliva was used as lubricant and fingers quickly stretched him for something much larger and more imposing. He pushed back against those fingers and whimpered when said fingers left him, feeling dreadfully empty. But not for long.
Something much bigger, and blunter sheathed itself into his orifice in one quick thrust. Sesshoumaru cried out from the pain, but at the same time was elated that they were finally joined as one. His seme didn't move, though, and waited for a moment for him to adjust, thankfully. He felt his hair being brushed to one side and a hot mouth licked the back of his neck and then bit into it, drawing blood.
"Seme..." The inu keened and then gasped when the kumo rolled his hips in response.
"On your hands and knees, bitch." Naraku ordered while he bruised the inu's neck with the suction of his mouth and marked him with his teeth. He pulled out of the inu and waited for the dog to do as he was bidden.

As obediently as before, Sesshoumaru shakily rose to all fours and waited. His cock was rock hard and aching, hanging between his legs. The way his dominant talked to him and treated him turned him on to the extent that he had to concentrate not to come. It would seem like abuse to others, but he relished every moment of it.
"That's my good, tight little bitch..." Naraku whispered into the dog demon's pointy ear as he mounted him again, his leaking manhood slid in balls deep. The kumo shuddered, and gripped the inu firmly by the hips for leverage. It was going to be a rough, wild, and brief ride for the both.
The mew that escaped the dog's panting lips and the tight heat that surrounded him was enough to drive the spider insane. He pulled out and slammed back in and each time he did so, he wrenched wanton cries from the male he so ruthlessly impaled. He grunted and groaned against the inu's lovely neck as he rocked harder and faster into the eager body that so willingly bucked back against him in primal rhythm.
"Mine," Naraku growled against Sesshoumaru's neck, fucking him so hard to the point that the inu's arms and legs started to give out. The heightening, panting, breathy moans that passed from Sesshoumaru's lips did nothing but spur the kumo to drive them both to their much needed release. It was so good, so full, so tight, and so incredible that they could and would have both died happy. They were both so very close...
Sesshoumaru was in blissful heaven. Each thrust against his prostrate forced him to see white hot ecstasy. The coil in his loins was wound up tight and with each drive of that hard organ in and out of his ass, he felt the coil being wound up tighter and tighter. He bucked his backside in response, trying to get as much of that cock into him as much as he could each time. He bit into his arms, but that did little to stifle his screaming or relieve the tension. He barely registered begging Naraku to fuck him harder and faster. He barely remembered screaming "Yours" over and over, yet somehow he remembered vividly the word "Mine" being growled possessively into his ear.
The inu youkai felt the coil within him spring and he came, spurting his seed all over the bed. His muscles clamped down on the thrusting cock and he vaguely recalled someone screaming in bliss and another calling out his name.
Then there was darkness for Sesshoumaru for the second time that night.

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TBC...
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter should be up this week maybe. Remember, tell me what you think. I like hearing from all of you. And I still must thank LordOfTheWest for reading my story often enough to point out errors I had made. You've been so much help, hun! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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