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My Rival's Brother	By : Neptunesdemon Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 32969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's chracters. I am not making money off of this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 13
- 14
Author: C-Chan2 aka Neptunesdemon
Archive: None yet
Category: Romance, drama
Pairings: Kouga/Sesshomaru, Inuyasha/Miroku
Rating: M
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, uke Sesshomaru, alternate universe, BDSM hints
Author's Note: I did say there was more smut to cum. Enjoy.
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The fact that he was currently worked up in to a sweat on the hottest day of the summer so far should have been something that would explain a major irritation and frustration. However, the sole fact that his dick was being properly milked and massaged, nestled deep in the ass that was currently riding him as if he was a raging bull to be tamed helped a lot. Moist skin slapped against each other as pert buttocks smacked down into his groin and he openly growled and groaned as he was brought closer and closer to his precipice. Above him, his husband writhed and slammed down in wild abandon, hair falling haphazardly and hiding the dusted cheeks, the hazy, lust-blown eyes and the bite-swollen lips that were letting beautiful, loud moans escape past them.
Above him, in ropes that he had used often enough on the youkai bouncing on his dick, his hands fisted as he tried to pull free. he needed to feel that skin shiver under his touch, dig his finger into the flesh of his mate’s hips and ass, pull him down harder onto his cock until he was pleading for him to stop…and then keep going until he came undone. But no, he was stuck growling his frustration as the enchanted ropes held up against his strength and he cursed silently as Sesshomaru slowed, resting his thigh muscles a bit from the rigorous bouncing and grinding against him so that the dick deep inside him rubbed deliciously against his walls and pressed delightfully against his prostate.
“Babe, let me touch you.” His voice wavered; he couldn’t help it. And a whimper fell from his lips as Sesshomaru looked up at him, eyes peeking through his tousled frock, golden rings barely there as they circled large pupils. Sesshomaru merely slowly shook his head, moaning as he ground against him harder, head falling back at the friction that caused inside of him. His back arched back a bit and Kouga cursed under his breath again, eyes locking in on the peaked nipples waiting to be teased. Played with, sucked on, bitten into and used to make Sesshomaru blow his top and his load.
“You said you could hold out longer than I.” Sesshomaru was panting out, lips twitching into a wicked half smirk. “If I left your hands free, it would put you at an unfair advantage and you do not play fair.”
“Bull. Shit.” He was gritting out, hips lifting up and feeling slightly smug at the shuddering moan Sesshomaru gave out. “You have the upper hand here and you know it.”
“You should not have boasted so boldly and so loudly. Then perhaps, I would not have felt the need to put you in your place.”
“Like if you wouldn’t have been happy no matter how I fucked you.” Kouga was scoffing, Sesshomaru only smiling even more. “You’re happy as long as your hanging off my dick, whether I’m holding on to you or not doesn’t matter.”
His words were followed by a very unmanly squeak as Sesshomaru skillfully squeezed his inner muscles around his dick. His brain short circuited a bit and he had to take deep breaths to hold his balls in check and not spill his load in Sesshomaru just yet. He was winning this one, he would not fail.
“That was a dirty move.”
“Dirty moves are fair moves when it is a part of fucking.” Sesshomaru easily said, leaning back so that he was propping himself up on the bed, hands on either side of Kouga’s thighs.
He moved his legs so that his feet were planted on the mattress, spread wide so Kouga had the amazing view of his swollen hole stretched out over his thick cock. Kouga whined, he couldn’t help himself, not with the glorious view that he was being presented with. The headboard creaked as he pulled, whimpering and just needing to get his hand on his mate. He was so close to begging. Especially when sinful hips lifted slowly, and Kouga’s eyes zeroed in on the debauched sight of that tight orifice dragging off of his cock. Sesshomaru whimpered, biting his lips before he was panting lustfully, eyes watching as Kouga was entranced with the view. Then he was slamming down and they both were crying out, head flung back. Kouga was whimpering again, louder, very close to tears if he allowed himself to admit it and it got worse as Sesshomaru began moving again.
The pace was steady, not as desperate as just a few moments earlier, but Kouga was still fighting to hold on by the edge of his teeth. The warm, slick, vice-like grip that Sesshomaru’s body had around his dick was doing its best to drive him mad. Sesshomaru’s moaning was egging him on, too. The noises the older demon was making was stroking his ego while his ass stroked steadily over his cock, and Kouga couldn’t take it.
“Oh, fuck! Kouga!”
No. No, not fair. Sesshomaru could not start the dirty talk. He already had the unfair advantage; this would put the nail in his coffin if he started using his filthy mouth to coax the okami closer to the end.
“Your cock feels so good.” It was whimpered low, almost as if he was too shy to admit it out loud and Kouga growled. He would be the one to mate and marry a fucking tease and sexual mastermind. “You stretch my hole so well. Mmm, feels so big inside me. Hits me so deep.”
Kouga’s sounds where a cross between human and canine whining, his hips moving to help burying his dick as deep as it could go as Sesshomaru continued to ride his dick until he was satisfied.
“I feel so full with your thick cock. I wonder what it looks like, my tight hole stretched around your massive dick.” He moaned as he balanced on one hand, the other reaching down to caress the cock pounding into him, finger grazing his swollen rim that greedily sucked Kouga in. He groaned, eyes rolling closed as he let his hips fall harder and faster, Kouga unable to hold back the loud cursing as his husband slammed down as if trying to bruise him. “I want to feel you cum in me. Fill me up more.”
Sesshomaru’s begging was his undoing and Kouga grit his teeth and slammed his eyes closed trying to focus on not cumming, but his balls were drawing up hard. And he knew it was battle he’d lost, no matter how hard he fought at the end.
“Please, Kouga. Alpha. Breed me. Fill me until I’m bursting. Don’t leave your cum slut empty.”
“Holy fuck!” He was screaming out, his hips slamming up as he came. Hard. Sesshomaru was gasping and moaning greedily as he felt Kouga’s cock twitching inside him, tapering to a happy, satisfied hum as Kouga’s thrusting slowed before finally stilling as the okami fell limp.
Wrung out and drained nearly dry, Kouga lay panting as his balls seemed to keep going, dick twitching lazily as he emptied every last drop into the greedy, still milking sheath he was buried in. When he was done, he lay unable to move, just heaving breaths that were heavy enough that he was afraid he’d never catch his breath.
Sesshomaru’s satisfied chuckle made him realize he had closed his eyes and he slowly dragged them open to hopefully toss a glare to his smug mate. He was sure it was more of a dopey, drugged-out, post-orgasm stare, but he was certain the message would come across clear.
He hissed as Sesshomaru removed himself off of Kouga’s softening cock, the wolf not enjoying the suddenly cold air against his sensitive dick. The inukai crawled over him until they were face to face and pressed his triumphant grin against Kouga’s lips that were still parted and panting. The wolf wasn’t complaining though and merely breathed through his nose as Sesshomaru plundered his mouth for a kiss to further mark his victory.
“You give in to defeat so beautifully, my mate.” Sesshomaru murmured happily as he finally pulled back, Kouga snorting at the words.
“Unfair advantage” His words were still slurred and he ignored the level of smugness that increased in his husband’s eyes at the sound of it.
He grunted as Sesshomaru leaned more of his weight on him as he reached up and released the ropes, Kouga’s arms flopping down onto the bed heavily and Sesshomaru shifting so that he was leaning his chin on folded arms on his mate’s chest, golden eyes looking up at him mischievously.
“And now that we have evened the odds?”
How the hell did Sesshomaru have the energy to keep going? He wasn’t down for the count himself, but he needed a good minute or two or sixty and some orange juice or something to recover. His mate was grinding against him and he realized that Sesshomaru had not gotten release himself. That would explain his insistence on moving forward as soon as possible.
“Five minutes.” He ground out, head nestling back into the pillows and his eyes falling closed. His arms were wrapped loosely around his husband, slowly rubbing the muscled back soothingly, Sesshomaru humming in response.
“Now.” He demanded and Kouga scoffed.
“Impatient, slutty brat.” He muttered, missing the glare pointed at him as his eyes were still closed. “You just made me cum seven years of my life out of my dick.”
“Seven years is miniscule in comparison to the lifespan of a youkai.” Sesshomaru bit back and Kouga sighed heavily before gathering his strength.
Sesshomaru was yelping as he was hoisted and then planted over Kouga’s face, thighs cradling his head and he stared down at the smug smile that now adorned his mate’s face.
“Dick’s out of order for the time being but my face is open if you want to take a ride.”
He marked it a triumph that Sesshomaru laughed, even though he had tried his hardest not to.
“Come on, babe. You know you want to.”
As Kouga shifted so he could slide down enough so that his face was completely buried in his ass Sesshomaru was gasping at the first probing lick of a very talented tongue. He couldn’t help himself as one hand reached down to hold tight on to Kouga’s hair and his hips moved own their own, but Kouga was wrapping his left arm around his thigh as his right hand parted his cheeks apart so he could delve deeper. He was a mess before the wolf even got fully started.
Between the tongue probing his ass and licking him cleaning, the vibrations of Kouga moaning, the sound vibrating against his hole and his own hand steadily stroking his cock, Sesshomaru’s orgasm shouldn’t have been a surprise but the intensity of it shocked him. His moaning carried on long after the strings of cum slowed from bursting out the end of his cock, tapering as he came down and finally stopping with a small whimper as Kouga showed him mercy and allowed him to fall over exhausted onto the bed.
“You enjoy yourself, babe?”
Kouga looked down at his mate, who only replied with a half grunt half groan, arm waving him away and he could only chuckle. He maneuvered them so that he was curled around Sesshomaru, who only grunted in objection at being manhandled into a cuddling position. When the post-coital haze wore off, they were both going to be upset. They were still in a heat wave, stuck with their AC unit out, sweaty and fluid covered. It was not the best thing to be smothered against each other, but in this moment, it was the only place to be.
“We should shower before we start feeling gross.” Kouga pointed out and Sesshomaru hummed, face burying in his husband’s neck, sweaty face pressed against sweaty skin and Kouga grunted in discomfort. “Come on, babe. We need to shower anyway. Can’t smell like sex and a musty gym when the repairman comes.”
“Explain to me why we can’t just buy another unit?” Sesshomaru was asking, stubbornly refusing to move. Then again, Kouga really wasn’t trying to physically remove him from being pressed against him, so he couldn’t complain.
“Because the unit we have costs more to get a new one and we agreed to being frugal.”
“We are multi-billionaires.” He was reminded, Sesshomaru finally lifting to look down at him with an incredulous stare. “Why do you insist on us living below our means?”
“We aren’t anything. You went back to being a spoiled rich kid, and I’m still your middle-class beefcake you decided to elope with.”
The flat look his husband was giving him was enough to make him laugh and he kissed the look away, before dragging himself out of the bed with a satisfying stretch.
“Besides, we haven’t had shower sex in a while.”
He had said the magic words, apparently. Not even ten minutes later Sesshomaru was moaning, Kouga fucking him as the inukai leaned forward against the shower tiles, water from the shower head raining over them as they vigorously fucked.
It took two orgasms before Sesshomaru was satisfied, and Kouga forced out a third. It made him have to carry Sesshomaru out of the bathroom and take care of him as he floated from the endorphins three back to back orgasms had released. Kouga didn’t mind, in fact, his inner youkai preened at the state of his satisfied mate. Once Sesshomaru was dressed in cool, light clothing, he dressed himself and was carrying his mate bridal style to the living room, which had two fans running and the windows open to let in a warm breeze. It was better than no breeze, even if it was still uncomfortable.
He left his mate on the couch, a parting kiss to the top of his head as he prepared them some glasses of ice-cold lemonade. Then they were snuggling again on the couch, uncomfortableness be damned, watching daytime television as they waited for the repairman to show up.
The knock at their door was expected, but as Kouga left Sesshomaru lounging on the couch to answer it, the last person he expected was waiting outside it. He was so shocked that he literally had no words and he stood there staring. The golden eyes that looked back at him were serene and set in an apathetic face. Kouga tried to get his mouth to open and ask just what the fuck he was doing here, but he couldn’t.
“Kouga, is that the repairman?” Came Sesshomaru’s question and even with his husband breaking him from most of his stupor, her couldn’t get his voice to work.
“Good afternoon.” The deep voice was calm and measured, and Kouga finally snapped out of it enough to not be staring back stupidly. “Pardon my intrusion but I thought it appropriate to speak to my son in person. As I’ve heard his voice, I’m right to assume that he’s in?”
“Uh, yeah He’s in. What the fuck are you doing here?”
“I know my presence comes as an unwelcome surprise, but I wish to speak with my son personally.”
“Uh. I uh. . .he uh. . .what?”
Before Touga could repeat himself, Sesshomaru was suddenly making an appearance and his face that had been so naturally open and expressive living with Kouga these past few months quickly reverted to the placid mask of old at the sight of his sire in his doorway.
“Otousan.” It was a greeting and a question for an explanation rolled all into one and Kouga wondered if he should quietly bow out or stay and give his husband support.
“Sesshomaru.” It was both an acknowledgment of his presence and a greeting. The older inukai studied the younger for quite some time before he was clearing his throat, body straightening in a physical act of resolve. “If you would be so inclined, I would like to come in.”
“I am not so certain that I would appreciate you within the safe haven of my peaceful residence.” Sesshomaru countered and Kouga merely watched the odd exchange between father and son.
“Understood. I only beg as much as your time as you are willing to allow me. Though I would prefer the comfort of privacy, I am willing to speak here if it would not negatively affect your level of comfort.”
Then there was silence, Sesshomaru carefully studying his father and Touga passively allowing his son to scrutinize him. On the sidelines, Kouga bit his lip but stayed quiet. This was not his business. . .yet. So, he would let them do their thing until he was needed to keep the peace or toss Touga out on his ass. He was uncertain as of now which one that would be.
Finally, after what seemed like ages, Sesshomaru gave the barest of nods and easily stepped aside to open the door wider. He gestured into the apartment and Touga nodded, carefully and slowly stepping into their residence after Kouga had stepped back to give him room. Two pair of eyes watched him steadily as he made his way to the sitting area of the living room, easily lowering himself into the lone armchair as Sesshomaru followed to seat himself across from him on the couch. Kouga was left the job of closing the door and locking up, which he did with a huge, deep breath to brace himself for whatever fuckery may happen to pop up during this strange visit. As the inukai continued their odd reuniting, Kouga headed to the kitchen and turned on the kettle. He’d might as well make himself busy so that he wasn’t just gawking at them both the entire time.
Back in the living room, gold stared back at gold, both waiting for either one to concede and speak first. Oddly enough, and much to the younger demon’s surprise, it was his father the relented first.
“How have you been?”
“Well.” Came the simple answer and Touga hummed in response.
There was more silence, more studying and a long while after, Touga was speaking again.
“And your brother.”
“He is also doing well.” Sesshomaru responded, face never cracking from the still, placid mask he had not held in quite a while since he had last dealt with his sire.
Said paternal figure nodded at that and looked about the room. It was…quaint. But he clearly did not approve, but he also had no place to make any comment. He was not in his territory and though he was an elder, he had no advantage here. This was Sesshomaru’s domain, as well as the wolf’s, so he had to tread lightly and mind his words.
“You seem to have made your accommodations successfully work to your advantage. Might I assume you comfortable in this living space?” He asked, Sesshomaru’s brow barely twitching up at the question.
“You would have assumed correctly. As humble of an abode it may be, it is my home and I quiet enjoy living here.” He responded, looking to watch as Kouga walked in carrying a serving tray with tea. He smiled gently to his mate, his father watching them carefully as they exchanged affectionate looks while Kouga served them. “Then again, I am also lucky to have a formidable and admired partner to share such accommodations with.”
“I see.” Touga simply stated, reaching for his tea after a nod of thanks to the okami-kai. He sipped his tea languidly, choosing to study it instead of either demon in front of him while he gathered his thoughts. Those two demons waited patiently, Kouga slipping away back to the kitchen and Sesshomaru staring back at him, while holding his tea but not drinking from it. Touga slowly and methodically finished his, which gave the dark-haired youkai enough time to return and settle beside his son, before the older demon finally cleared his throat and rested his cup down on the coffee table between them. “I’m certain you a curious as to what has brought about my sudden, and surely unexpected, visit.”
“Yeah. What the hell do you want?”
The wolf’s outburst gained him a glower from Sesshomaru but he didn’t let it phase him as blue eyes kept locked on the one person who had caused them nothing but grief and had been openly hostile to their relationship. Touga wasn’t stupid, he knew he was unwelcome, but his son was raised to be courteous even to your most hated enemy if it meant you could gain the advantage. There was a hint of pride burning deep in his chest that even though they had had a falling out, that his offspring had learned his lessons well and used them so tactfully.
“When last we met, we did not part on very good terms.” He began, Kouga snorting and looking away, while Sesshomaru turned his attention back to him. “It is a lesser man who will not admit his defeat and that day, I had indeed filled the role of such a person. My pride was my own downfall, I can acknowledge that now but at the time I was stubborn, rude and crass. I had been unwilling to relent, especially to my own children and that cost me everything I ever held dear.”
“And what was that?”
He looked up at the question, shocked to see that placid mask had fallen and Sesshomaru was frowning at him disbelief and suspicion.
“I beg your pardon?”
“What was it that you held dear? You seem to be harboring some form of regret and that could only have come from an epiphany that you managed to experience. So, what was it, otousan? What did you hold so dear that you only had this realization now?”
Touga knew he deserved the scrutiny and he definitely understood it. He conceded and looked back at his son with as much conviction he could muster in the deep stare. He was still not willing to show his emotions so plainly on his face, but he hoped to express it in some way.
“My family. You, your brother. I lost more than my company that day. I lost the only children I ever had and what was left of the inukai clan. It was reckless of me to be so forceful, so controlling but you must understand it was how I thought I could keep our name from fading to dust once I had passed on. If I had allowed you to do anything less than live up to our family name, what name would there be to carry on?”
He looked to Kouga, who was quiet but frowning and seeming to hold back from putting in his own two cents and the inukai was appreciative that the demon allowed him to speak his piece. Hs eyes traveled back to Sesshomaru whose face showed that he was clearly having trouble believing anything that Touga had just admitted to.
“Take from this confession what you will. I have had quite a long time to contemplate my actions and I have concluded that I was in the wrong. Had I been willing to let you flourish in your own direction under my guidance, I would have not been so thoroughly defeated and I would still have a relationship with you and your brother. Had I not been so eager to mold you with an iron fist. . .well, that is long in the past. What brings me here today is that though I am certain you will feel that I am underserving of it, I have put my pride aside to ask you for your forgiveness and if we can work to putting to rights what my carelessness has torn asunder.”
The wolf’s eyes had widened in shock and Sesshomaru’s version of it was stare blankly back at his father, face again cold and unemotional, but the clenched fists were a dead giveaway that he was clearly affected by the speech. Touga gave no indication that he had noticed, he merely waited for his son to think things over and he returned to finishing off his tea as he did so.
“Babe.”
The term of endearment was curious and it had Touga looking up to find Kouga looking at his mate with concern. Yes, he was still loathed to admit it but his son and the okami-youkai were mates.
“You alright?”
“Excuse me.” It was all his son said before he was disappearing, heading out a door and down a flight of stairs that most likely led to the restaurant below. Touga watched him go and then was looking to Kouga, who laughed nervously and clapped his hands together before slowly rising and pointing a thumb to where the silver-haired demon had fled off to. “I’m gonna just…you know…”
“Of course.” Touga simply said with a nod. “Take your time.”
Kouga nodded and headed off and Touga remained to patiently wait whatever length of time it took for them to return. It was nearly an hour before his child showed up. And it was the wrong one. From the street entrance of the apartment, Inuyasha came bursting in, radiating with an irritated rage that Touga was quite used to.
“What gives you the fucking gall to show your ass here?” He was angry, Touga understood that and he stood so that he didn’t seem too meek in front of his more abrasive child.
“Hello to you, too, Inuyasha.”
“No, fuck that noise!” The hanyou was squawking out. “You have a lot of fucking nerve showing your face again. You were asked to stay away and keep away. We’d reach out to you through the proper avenues if we needed you. You don’t get to come back here and make demands.”
“No one is making demands, Inuyasha.” He sighed wearily, his youngest scoffing at him and turning away to begin pacing. It was a testament to the level of anger the young one had. He was quite angry apparently as he always paced as if it would help dispel the emotion or distract him from further outburst or even violence. “My intentions are not heinous in manner. I wanted to apologize and ask your brother’s forgiveness. I started with Sesshomaru because between the two of you, he is more level-headed.”
“Oh, and fuck you very much.” Inuyasha growled out, stopping to fix his glare on his father again. “What, you think you can fake a sob story and ask forgiveness so that you can manipulate your way back into our lives and get control again? Yeah, no dice, old man. We’re not stupid.”
“I have no nefarious plot, Inuyasha.” He insisted, already wanting to just give up but knowing it would not do him any good. “My intentions are true. You and your brother were treated poorly by me and I have come to acknowledge that. I offer my sincere apology and wish your forgiveness. It is your right to choose whether or not to fulfill that request and I hold no ill will if you choose not to.”
“Feh.” Inuyasha was scoffing and starting to pace again but the sound of the second door out of the apartment opening caught his attention instead. So Touga turned to find Sesshomaru having returned, his mate missing from his side.
“He has spoken to you?” The question was directed to the pacing hanyou, who stopped and turned with a growl.
“Yeah, and I call bullshit.”
“Understood.” Touga said, interrupting the brothers’ conversation. “As I’ve said, you have the freedom to give me your forgiveness or not. What you intend I cannot control. I have controlled you both for far too long. I simply needed to admit to my wrongs before I formally handed in my resignation.”
That caught their attention and Inuyasha, who had started pacing again nearly stumbled. Both sons were looking to him in wide-eyed disbelief and Touga chose that moment to pull free and envelope from his inner pocket. He held it up for them to see before carefully resting it on the neutral spot of the coffee table.
“My formal resignation.” He explained, gesturing to the letter before looking to his eldest son. “You were more than gracious to have offered me any sort of position within what is rightfully your company. Though I was not at the time of your offer, I am most appreciative of it and now, I humbly bow out. You two have proven to be far capable of handling things on your own. It’s only right that I step back and let you thrive on your own. I wish you both the best and hope you gain much success.”
He looked to Inuyasha, whose anger had finally dissipated and he offered his youngest the barest hint of a smile. It was the most emotion he had ever offered to either of them in their entire childhood.
“I have heard you’re to be married soon. I offer you my congratulations and hope you two find many years of good fortune.”
He was then looking to Sesshomaru and his eldest son’s eyes were so heavy with a mixture of emotions that Touga regretted that he had ever made the boy suppress them for most of his life. It was a new experience to see his son so different, so authentically himself and able to be expressive. He truly was regretful of all that he had done and how he had treated them both.
“And the same to you and your mate, though you are already married. May you two boys continue to flourish. I’ll see myself out.”
Then he was leaving and his two children watched him go. They were silent for the longest while and it was the sound of someone clearing their throat that had them both looking to where Kouga had appeared, emerging from the stairwell that led down to the ramen shop.
“You don’t have to take his words at face value but you can acknowledge that for man as prideful as that to have even come this far and admit those things, is pretty big fucking deal. I don’t like the guy, probably never will, but it seemed genuine. That is if my opinion matters at all.”
His mate looked down to the envelope housing the resignation on the coffee table and Inuyasha swore under his breath, arms crossing over his chest and heaving a deep, over-dramatic sigh.
“He’s got a point.” The younger of the two grumbled out and Sesshomaru merely nodded.
“Doesn’t have to be today.” Kouga informed them, heading to his mate to wrap his arms around him in support. “Take some time. Think it over and you two talk it through. And when you’ve come to a consensus, then you let him know.”
“Look at you actually sounding smart.” Inuyasha mumbled and Kouga sent a flat look in his friend’s direction.
“In case you forget, I graduated with a better grade point average than you, moron.”
“Shut up!”
“Knowing what Inuyasha’s grades were like, I do not think you should feel so comfortable boasting about your own.” Kouga squawked at Sesshomaru’s strategic attack and Inuyasha cackled, even though it meant he was also under fire from his brother’s insult.
“Babe, can you back me up against your brother at least some of the time?”
The inukai only hummed and walked away, Kouga pouting like a scorned child and Inuyasha laughing at his plight. He flipped his friend off and Inuyasha brushed past him to flop on the couch.
“You laugh but I still have the hotter mate.” Kouga grumbled and Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
“You do realize that any youkai who has been graced with the chance to mate with an inukai should see that he is the lucky one. So, you gripe is with Inuyasha’s mate and not with my brother.” Came Sesshomaru’s voice from the kitchen and Kouga huffed haughtily as he glared in that direction.
“What happened to you thinking him a lowly hanyou?” He griped and Sesshomaru glided in with a shrug.
“Half inukai is still far more superior than not being inukai at all.”
As Inuyasha gloated, Kouga pouted back to his husband who outright ignored him as he joined them in the living room, turning on the tv so they can return to their initial lazy afternoon.
“Babe, same team. We’re married now. we should be having a united front.”
He was ignored, while Inuyasha continued to laugh at him and Kouga grumbled under his breath childishly as he settled in with them to mindlessly watch whatever it was Sesshomaru had tuned into. Half an hour later, Miroku had shown up and joined them. Later in the day they shared take out, as it was one of the rare days the ramen shop was closed for the staff to have a break. Inuyasha and Kouga continued their back and forth, while Sesshomaru discussed wedding planning and inukai tradition with the human man that would soon become his brother in law. As the day turned into night, Inuyasha and Miroku bid farewell and the two spouses locked up behind them as they left.
They got ready for bed as usual, random light conversation and changing into nightclothes. Kouga turned out the lights in the kitchen and living area while Sesshomaru turned down the bed. Then they were taking turns brushing their teeth and soon after were snuggled under the blankets and settled in the comfortable silence of the dark bedroom.
He was halfway to falling into a deep sleep when he felt a nose nuzzle at his neck, and Kouga snuffled as he jolted drowsily from his half-sleep state. His arm automatically pulled Sesshomaru closer and he pressed a comforting kiss to his husband’s head.
“What’s the matter, babe?”
“I can use some distraction.” Came the soft, deep murmur and Kouga hummed, enjoying as Sesshomaru started mouthing at his neck and collarbone.
Any other night he would have been erect in an instant and though his groin made a valiant effort, he knew that it probably wasn’t going to happen. He groaned as he sat up, hands gently maneuvering Sesshomaru so that he could study the face in the dark. Youkai eyes could see better than humans in the dark but not by much. It was useful that inukai eyes were so damned bright, it helped him focus on the confused face.
“How about we talk instead?”
“No.” Sesshomaru insisted, shifting and climbing into Kouga’s lap. “Fuck me, instead.”
“Sesshomaru.” Kouga was mumbling, allowing the kiss he was pulled into to happen for a short while before he gently pulled back and pushed his husband away a bit. “Let’s talk about it.”
“If you are unable to perform, let me know and I shall take care of myself.”
“Stop it, babe. I’m not gonna let you use my dick as a distraction. It’s still gonna be on your mind once the after-glow wears off.”
Sesshomaru was huffing and pulling away, settling on the mattress quite angrily and facing away from his mate in a fit of stubbornness. Kouga merely rolled his eyes and laid down behind him wrapping his arm around the taller inukai, who pushed him away but Kouga was insistent. Eventually Sesshomaru yielded and let the hug happen, and Kouga pushed his nose against the nape of his neck, breathing in his scent and relaxing against him.
“If you want to forgive him, you’re not wrong. It’s your choice, whatever it is you pick.”
“I don’t want to forgive him.” Came the quick retort, heavy on a tone that sounded as if he was insulted Kouga would even assume such a thing. “His behavior is not deserving of my forgiveness.”
“But?”
A long silence followed, and Kouga tried his best not to let sleep pull him into its embrace as he waited.
“But what if not giving forgiveness makes me no better than him?”
Kouga hummed, pressed his nose against him more and hugged him tighter.
“Maybe that’s why forgiving him will make you more than he’ll ever be.”
He fell asleep before Sesshomaru could respond, but the inukai had never tried to. He lay awake for much longer just thinking deeply on what his husband said. Eventually, Kouga’s deep breathing lulled him into sleep, his mind finally settling into some semblance of peace.
xoxoxox
Touga sat wearily at his desk in his home office, eyes studying past the open shoji screen door to the small, private garden just outside. He had just finished handling some loose ends regarding his resignation and now he was officially retired. He had no idea just what he would do now, but for this moment, he thought it wouldn’t be so bad to just sit and reflect on the past year or so.
The sound of the office door sliding open had him looking to find one of his servants standing there and the man bowed in greeting.
“You have a visitor, Tsukino-sama.”
“Visitor?”
“Yes, your son.”
He frowned but nodded his consent and then the man was gone. He was retuning few minutes later with Sesshomaru in tow and when the demon was guided inside, the servant was bowing and disappearing again. Touga stood as Sesshomaru moved forward and his son bowed in greeting, which he returned.
“I must say your being here comes as a surprise.”
“I would agree and share the same sentiment.” Sesshomaru answered, motioning to the chair in front of his father’s desk. Touga motioned that he be seated and followed his lead so that they were both sitting at the same time. “I have taken into consideration your request when last you visited my mate and I.”
“Ah, I see. I assume you’re here to personally tell me your decision.”
“Yes.”
They fell into silence then. Touga waiting for Sesshomaru to respond while his son carefully too his time preparing how he would properly word his answer. Or so the older inukai assumed.
“Though he regrets that he could not attend this meeting with me, Inuyasha and I have come to a joint agreement.”
“He could not attend or did not wish to?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes, perhaps you’re right. It doesn’t.” Touga answered, shifting in his chair to better brace himself for the letdown. “What have you two decided?”
“To accept your apology.”
He was shocked to hear that and he actually blinked, the only sign to show his reaction.
“Truly?”
“Yes.” Sesshomaru answered simply. “However, we cannot so easily forgive you.”
“Ah. That was more the answer that I was expecting.”
“At least not yet.” Sesshomaru finished before Touga could continue. It was effective in stalling the older man from speaking further. “You would need to regain our trust, on our terms and then perhaps we’d reach a point where we would be comfortable enough to forgive you.”
Touga took all that in and Sesshomaru waited patiently for him to process what he had said. It only took a few minutes and Touga’s decisive hum was the sign that he had thought it through thoroughly.
“Very well.” He said, eyes locked on his son’s and his nod firm. “Agreed.”
Sesshomaru nodded in acknowledgment and the two stood at the same time, father and son gliding in motion effortlessly and seamlessly as one. Touga watched as Sesshomaru reached into his hidden jacket pocket and pulled out a decorative, traditional envelope, holding it out with both hands for the demon in front of him. Touga carefully and slowly circled around his desk, tentatively reaching for what was held out for him.
“From Inuyasha and his betrothed. I will admit, Inuyasha was not initially agreeable but his fiancée insisted that this be the first test you take.”
He accepted it gracefully with a bow and studied it carefully before looking back up to his son.
“Thank you.”
“He wanted me to be adamant in explaining that you will be in attendance merely as a guest and not as part of groom’s party.”
“I understand.”
“Good.”
And then his son was leaving, turned on his heels and gone with nothing more than a parting nod. Touga watched him go and then was distracted by his servant who had appeared again to see if he needed anything further. He waved him away, and the man was gone, leaving Touga alone to ponder further on what had happened and what was to come. He glanced down at the invitation in his hand and allowed himself to feel a modicum of fatherly affection for once in his life and he smiled. Perhaps he had a good chance of earning their forgiveness after all.
xoxoxox
Outside Kouga couldn’t help the grin as he watched his mate emerge from the front door of the manor he had grown up in. Since they had moved out of the penthouse, Touga had returned to living in their original home. Sesshomaru had not wanted to talk much about it and Kouga already knew that the older youkai didn’t very much have a deep connection to the place. It was pretty big and well built, and quite obvious that the people who resided there were affluent and from very old money.
His grin grew wider as Sesshomaru stopped in front of him, and Kouga grabbed him by his suit jacket and gently pulled him down for a kiss. Then he was pulling back to study his husband’s face satisfied to find no hint of anger, sadness, or dejection. It must have gone well.
“All good?” He asked just to be certain and Sesshomaru hummed before leaning in to plant another kiss to his husband’s lips.
“Very good.”
Kouga smiled and reached out to hand him his helmet, which Sesshomaru took after climbing onto the back of the motorcycle that the okamikai sat waiting on. Once he was settled and geared up, Kouga followed suit and was revving up the bike. He chanced a look up back at the house and found Touga on a balcony watching down at them. The inukai patriarch nodded and Kouga gave a quick salute before he was peeling off to head back home. He smirked as he felt Sesshomaru’s arms wrap around him tighter, bringing the man to press against his back closer and he risked steering with one hand to reach down and entwine his fingers with his mate’s for a few moments.
When they stopped at a traffic light, he let his hand returned to holding the handlebar, mind drifting as the bike purred and hummed steadily beneath him. He was stiffening as he felt Sesshomaru’s hands grab him lower on his hips, and looked back as best as he could as he felt a very noticeable bulge grind against his backend.
“How fast do you think we can make it home?” Sesshomaru was asking, loud enough for Kouga to hear the eager desperateness over the noise of the engine.
He didn’t answer, just revved the bike and sped off before the light could properly change to green. He had the best kind of happy ending to look forward to if he got back in good time.
The End
It’s done. Finally. It’s unfair that it took years to write this and I apologize profusely and wholeheartedly. I hope you enjoyed it. Leave your comments behind and I wish you all are well. Take care and stay safe.
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