Fading away | By : Akikazehana Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Inuyasha even thought I'd like to and well, I stay as penniless as before this story as I won't even a single penny out of this |
Hey there!!! Thank you for all your support and for your forgiveness with my slow pace... I love you guys!!!
Just a note: 1) I added a link with the music at the end of the previous chapter... 2) I mentioned this before but I'll add a chapter with just notes and thoughts about the circumstances and such when the story is finished... Can't do that right now as there are lots of spoilers in those... but one thing you might want to know now (just to get what they are talking about): Youkai live up to 2400 years, hanyous up to 800 years and quarters only 120 years... enough talking, here comes the smut ;D ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “Come back…” Sesshomaru’s low purr from the bed didn’t fulfil its exact role but managed to distract the hanyou sitting in front of the window. He looked at his brother lying naked under the cover looking at him with amber eyes and chuckled softly. “Gimme a little break, Sesshomaru… My body will wear down…” “Nonsense, I wasn’t rough with you… And it was you who said that you were still fine…” The younger brother laughed softly and looked outside again. “It’s really like…” “Like?” “… an offering from the humans to your greatness.” “Maybe…” “It’s beautiful and pitiful at the same time… Look at those lights, they glitter like precious gems of all colours and yet, they are but fakes trying to resemble the stars. Those stars are like the court ladies of their emperor the moon; they hide out of spite of being imitated vulgarly by those earthly lights. The moon however, stays in this velvet sky that has lost its black brilliance with the humans losing their respect for the night…” “Inuyasha… leave your work at home…” “Hahaha…” The hanyou came closer on his fours, the far too big kimono snatched earlier from his brother flowing in silky luxury around his light and still very lean frame, the elegance of his movements more catlike than resembling a dog. The smile on his lips was almost predatory and his claws drew prickling little red marks on Sesshomaru’s sides as he straddled his hips. Leaning down, their hair mingled and became one, only distinguishable by touch but the two of them were occupied with savouring each other’s lips. Sesshomaru had never known why Inuyasha preferred chaste kisses to the violent, devouring ones and yet, the hanyou always let him do as he pleased; letting himself be conquered, taken, tasted wherever lust drove his lover’s thoughts. With a smile in his kiss Inuyasha drew away and before Sesshomaru could protest, he began to wander south, mapping his brother’s chest with his lips. The youkai smirked and while he caressed the back of his brother, he let himself be pleasured. Fangs teased his right nipple, almost breaching the soft skin, sending little electrifying shivers to his brain. As Inuyasha pushed the cover away with his legs as he went down ever deeper, Sesshomaru drew a little gasp at the tongue dipping into his navel. His cock, long hard again, was soon clutched by a hand mindful of its claws and stroked with just the right amount of strength to draw a delighted hiss from the youkai. The hanyou looked at him from down and chuckled before licking his lips, as if he was going to have a tasty meal in the following minutes. His tongue, a soft messenger of the wet and hot heaven with which Sesshomaru guessed that he would soon enjoy, licked the thick and long member from base to top and down again, his lips nibbling gently on the throbbing veins. The youkai let out a sigh of delight and let his head fall back on the cushion, only cracking one eye to squint past his long lashes to reveal in the arousing sight of his brother tracing his hair back behind his ears as a preparation for one of those wonderful blow jobs he could give. The golden irises were only slits as he only looked down onto the prize he had claimed from his elder brother giving himself completely into his mercy, his expression almost serious in its concentration. The soft lips, still rosy from the heated kisses of the night, engulfed the tip gently, rolling with an enticing little pressure on the highly sensitive skin, drawing a little gasp from the youkai. Sesshomaru knew that his girth wasn’t small so it always amazed him how Inuyasha could take all of his length without choking too much on it. But no matter how much he tried to think rationally, he failed just like always and his hips shivered slightly in their attempt to remain still. The weight of the younger brother straddling his legs was nothing to him and so the only guarantee that Inuyasha had, that Sesshomaru wouldn’t choke him with an involuntary thrust from his hips, was the finely honed control Sesshomaru had over his body, although it was quite an overtaxed skill at the moment. Fingers nudged at his balls, softly rolling and massing them without ever grazing the skin with their claws, while a wet tongue pressed against the underside of his cock as Inuyasha bobbed his head up and down in a delicious pace, almost torturously slow. With a little ‘pop’ sound he let go of the cock and stroked it with one hand as he smirked mischievously and searched blindly for something that had disappeared in the little mess they had made out of the covers. The cap of the little oil bottle that served them as massage oil and lube couldn’t resist Inuyasha’s almost expert mouth – or rather teeth in this case – and the golden liquid trickled down on the hanyou’s fingers and on Sesshomaru’s stomach. Said one grinned slightly in anticipation while he enjoyed the prickling feeling of Inuyasha’s claws barely grazing his skin as his free hand drew mysterious massaging patterns on his stomach, right above the silky hair that adorned his lower body. The hanyou’s lips found his cock again and as he sucked him to the point where Sesshomaru thought he would come if Inuyasha just told him to do so, the younger brother quickly oiled his hole again. Sesshomaru had been very gentle and thorough with his stretching in their previous round so it only needed a little bit of new lube. The youkai hissed as Inuyasha softly pressed down on the peak of the cock’s head to calm down the imminent orgasm he could sense before coating the throbbing and hard member of his elder brother with oil. Inuyasha straddled Sesshomaru’s hips and while supporting himself on the hands of his elder brother, he impaled himself on the rock hard cock with an almost torturously slow speed. A moan fell off his lewdly parted lips as he laid his head back like a dog howling to the skies. His elder brother had to grit his teeth so he wouldn’t lose control and just pound the deliciously velvety hotness right into the mattress. The flushed expression on the pale face and the gasped yelp when the hanyou’s sweet spot was grazed ever so slightly by his cock aroused the youkai even more and he caressed the shivering legs of his younger brother, waiting for him to adjust. During the beginning of their sexual relationship Sesshomaru had offered Inuyasha to be the bottom, since that position wouldn’t be as taxing on him considering his rather frail body, but the hanyou had always refused, saying that the thought that he, Sesshomaru, would willingly bottom for him was enough. Fingers previously clutched into his own slipped out of his grasp at the same moment as Inuyasha let out a sigh of comfort, having finally adjusted to his elder brother’s girth. The iron muscles hiding beneath the immaculate skin of the youkai had no trouble whatsoever to support the weight of his younger brother whose claws tickled his sides as he began to move. Gyrating his hips when he was down and deliciously squeezing him every time he speared himself onto Sesshomaru with his own rhythm, Inuyasha was moaning without restraint, filling his elder brother’s chest with pride of being the one to pleasure his younger brother like that. He had been holding his hips, helping him steady his stance and now let go on one side to enclose the throbbing cock of the hanyou, the head already dripping with precum and the skin in purplish hues. Pumping it at the same rhythm as Inuyasha slammed down onto him, the youkai hurried his brother to speed up by teasing him with only using his fingertips or mercilessly touch only the most sensitive spots. A familiar pressure was building up within Sesshomaru, threatening to overwhelm his control and bring him pure bliss but he wanted to see his younger brother cum before him. Angling his hips so as to hit his sweet spot directly, he thrust up, satisfied to see Inuyasha moan helplessly and lose all will to move, just like a puppet whose strings had been cut. With each powerful movement of his hips the youkai pushed his younger brother closer and closer to ecstasy while ignoring his own completion that roared to be released within him. Fine strings of pearly cum shot through the air, splattering over both of their bodies as Inuyasha came hard and a long and high moan of pure delight left his open mouth as he reared up, bringing his hand to his mouth as if to vainly stifle his cry of bliss. Sesshomaru pushed a few times more in the impossibly tight hotness convulsing around his length before he came, filling his brother’s velvety folds with his hot cum, groaning unceremoniously as the peak of lust overwhelmed him. Frozen for a brief moment of eternity, their ragged and hasty breaths filled the heated air of the room. Then the hanyou straightened up a bit and looked at his elder brother before saying with a little smile that couldn’t decided if it was teasing, endearing or sad: “You definitively… feel the best.” “The best of all?” The younger brother nodded and wiped out one of the tiny glittering tears that had dewed on the corner of his golden eyes. “Sheeeesh… see? You even made me cry…” Sesshomaru grabbed his hand and gently licked the tear away, closing his eyes to concentrate solely on that taste. Without looking he knew that Inuyasha was blushing and looking embarrassed but the soft tremor in his fingers gave away that he rather enjoyed it. The youkai opened his eyes again and carefully cupped the face of his younger brother. For a few seconds he did nothing else but looking at the frail and delicately chiselled features, indulging himself in the sight of the heavy lashes decorated by the tiniest pearls of tears framing those irises in which he could sometimes see the naked soul of his hanyou. While most of his fingers were either tangled in the rich opulence of white hair streaming down or trying to engrave the place of his fine cheekbones, one of his thumbs erred down and pressed against the half-open lips. Caressing the soft flesh while never hazarding itself into the dark cave where pearl-white fangs were ready to cut and the rosy tongue ready to caress, Sesshomaru had to chuckle when he began to see the impatient twitching of the little furry triangles. Just as he felt his younger brother wanting to say something, he silenced him with a little push of his thumb and whispered in a husky voice: “You truly are beautiful, Inuyasha… perhaps the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen…” A bright blush covered the cheeks that were still slightly damp and rosy from their heated union and the hanyou muttered something like: “You need a mirror…” The youkai chuckled and sat up, still cupping his brother’s face. He left a butterfly kiss on the forehead before he plucked the tears away with his lips, smelling the unique scent of hanyou that had long ago become engraved in his mind as something incredibly precious to him. A slight tug at his hair made him open his eyes again and he looked at the pouting Inuyasha. He understood without having to be told and ensnared the offered lips with his own. For what seemed like a bittersweet embrace of eternity he held his younger brother in his strong arms, his fingers entwined in the white strands of hair while the scrawny arms enlaced his neck and pulled the light body closer to his chest brimming with strength. When they parted Inuyasha glanced up with a little smile on his face before cuddling up against the youkai who sighed in a peaceful delight. The white head with the furry ears lodged itself right above Sesshomaru’s heart and the hanyou had closed his eyes while he still held on to the youkai almost like a child, his arms lazily encircling the chest. After a while Sesshomaru felt a bit uncomfortable and lightly tapped against the back of his ball of fur clinging to him. “Hmmmm?” “Would you mind… letting me go?” “Naaaaah… leave it inside a bit longer… let me stay connected to you…” *sigh* “Inuyasha…” The hanyou pouted and, helped by his elder brother, let the softened member glide out. A little frown drew itself on his face as he probably disliked the feeling of sudden emptiness. He snuggled back into his previous position above Sesshomaru’s heart and stayed there, his ears slightly drooping. Something irresistible oozed from those little furry extensions and the youkai couldn’t help himself but to gently tweak one of them. Immediately an annoyed little growl followed and the ear escaped the clawed fingers by a little twist and flattened itself against the skull. Sesshomaru chuckled and began to tease his newly discovered toy. Not that newly-discovered, as he had to admit to himself, since he had also given into the temptation of touching those ears during that early visit, around 5 years after their father’s death and the birth of Inuyasha. He remembered darkly the flustered expression of the little kid and wondered if Inuyasha was hiding the same expression against his chest right then. A sudden, slightly painful pinch of claws against a sensitive spot on his ribs made Sesshomaru wince. He looked down into the lightly angry face of the hanyou and laughed nervously. “Why you…” “It’s your ears’ fault! They kept attracting my attention and thus my fingers!” *sigh* “And I had hoped that you wouldn’t belong to that kind…” “What kind?” “Those who touch, fiddle, tweak, much on, bite, caress, press, pull or whatever my ears…” “Oh… seriously, munch?” “Yeah… Shippou or Kirara did… once or twice…” “Is that so…” “Don’t look at me like that… I swear, don’t look like that or I’ll…” “You’ll what?” “Munch on something that belongs to you!!!” The hanyou hadn’t specified where he would sink his fangs into but Sesshomaru knew that Inuyasha had enough imagination to do this somewhere he wouldn’t really like it so he abandoned his short-lived joke. They resumed the positions from beforehand before another pinch into his flesh made Sesshomaru jerk again and he protested: “Hey, I’ve stopped twiddling your ears!” “Nnnnh… it jumps a beat…” “Hah?” “Your heart… it’s beating…” Now he was completely confused and looked down to the hanyou who had closed his eyes. “Of course it’s beating… would be bad if it didn’t…” “I like it.” “That it’s beating?” “Hmmm… and the sound… I like this sound…” “Oh… why?” “It’s like… like life itself… it tells me you’re alive… you’re well… and it feels like it’s going to beat for a loooong time… even if I’m gone…” The youkai felt a twinge to his heart and pulled the hanyou even closer. Even though he knew that it was inevitable for the younger one to die before him, he didn’t want to let go. He had to admit that it now scared him to be without his younger brother, all alone for what would be a life of solitude and secrecy. “Nnnnnh… Sess… you’re squishing me!” “Oh sorry.” Sesshomaru reluctantly loosened his hold and Inuyasha looked up to him with a worried expression. The youkai let his head hang, hiding his dark expression and his painful thoughts behind his falling hair, forcing the younger brother to try to glance at him from downwards through the white sumptuousness of inu youkai mane. After a few seconds of Sesshomaru avoiding the worried look, the hanyou sighed softly, like a parent confronted with a stubborn child, and pressed his forehead against the moon marking on his brother’s face before saying: “Hast thou grown fearful, my Lord? This brother of mine hath become another in all those centuries we passed and this younger brother I am doth not recall thee anymore.” Sesshomaru stopped in his negative trail of thoughts and after registering that Inuyasha was speaking in ancient Japanese, just like in their old times as foes, he replied with a chuckle: “Do not be ridiculous, Inuyasha. This Sesshomaru feareth no one. This Sesshomaru just doth not wish to taste solitude now that he knoweth the joys of friendship.” “Aye, but so shall we taste the fleeting present instead of worrying… Seriously, Sesshomaru, worrying your pretty head won’t help either of us. Let’s face it, I’ll die before you and that’s it. It’s not a pretext to be all gloomy until then, right?” *sigh* “Yes… why is it, that it’s always you comforting me? It should be me, the older brother, to be calming you…” “You’re too stiff… not relaxed enough. My whole life I’ve been more… used to be mortal, kind of. It helped being mostly surrounded by humans… speaking about humans… did you freak out the same way when Rin grew old?” The youkai shook his head and followed his brother’s gaze to the little pictures of his beloved he kept on the wall. “No… Rin was human. I knew that the one I called my daughter would live less than a hundred years so I was prepared from the beginning… and she lived most of her life with humans, only staying by my side during her childhood and towards the end of her life…” “Ah…” They said nothing for a while. Inuyasha then suddenly kissed him swiftly on his lips and said with a smile: “But you know, she might get reborn soon enough.” “What do you mean?” “Souls usually need around 6 centuries to be reborn, if they’re not reborn straight away or have reached heaven. So you still have a chance to see her soon.” “And what will be the benefit of such an encounter? She won’t be the same Rin as before…” “Yeah… but, you know? Those with intertwined destinies are bound to meet again and again… Somewhere out there, all of those we have met and who have died since then are waiting to be reborn to once again seek our company, just like the heavenly net of fate dictates… Maybe in ten years or so you’ll have a job interview with a nice young lady and you will just know from the moment when she enters the room, that’ll be her and no else… or while you’ll be sitting in a park a little girl will run past you and as your gazes cross, there will be this wonderful instant when you will recognise this soul, this spirit in her eyes…” Sesshomaru looked doubtfully into his eyes and said nothing, not quite believing such a beautiful thing. His brother sensed his doubt and added: “I met Kagome.” The elder brother was somehow alarmed by this information and asked: “You mean your wife? That human girl?” “Hmmhmm… I met her by chance three years ago and I last visited her… last month.” A little shard of fear sunk into Sesshomaru’s heart as he unconsciously tightened his hold around the hanyou’s waist. Inuyasha chuckled and continued: “She’s now a lovely six years old. In ten years she will fall through a magic well and meet my past self, complete the jewel, defeat Naraku and then marry me… and then… oh well… all I can do is visit her now and then to see her grow up… so rest assured, Sesshomaru, I won’t just disappear in someone else’s arms.” The hanyou gently pushed down his elder brother and rolled to his side of the futon, having decided to get a bit of sleep. Sesshomaru propped himself on his arms and looked at the elegant movement of Inuyasha moving his hair out of the way before he lay down, perfectly fine with sleeping in the traditional Japanese style. Listening to the rhythm of his breath, Sesshomaru knew that he was not yet asleep and asked one last question that had been burning on his tongue ever since they had spoken of the women in their past lives: “Inuyasha… did you and… Kagome… ever have children?” A dark expression hushed over the younger brother’s face and he replied with a voice that carried a calm, endless grief with his eyes still closed: “We had three children… Kagome died giving birth to Kohane who did not survive her first week… Mikage and Hana grew up well despite me being a rather bad father… Mikage died of old age after founding a strong clan that still exists… and Hana… Hana always blamed Kagome’s death on me… she disappeared somewhere into this world after a fight we had… I haven’t heard or seen anything from her since that day… she must have died somewhere far away… as I was a failure as a father, my only right is to hope that in the end she was happy… I never remarried afterwards…” The youkai regretted his question, feeling that he had touched a topic that hurt his lover very much. He wanted to comfort him but the words failed him and the hand he had extended to caress Inuyasha seemed so misplace that he froze in midair. The face lit by the moon and the city looked lonely and yet untouchable, as if the hanyou had become the moon itself, always solitary and far away. The scrawny hand resting limply on the covers felt so small and light that Sesshomaru feared it would snap under his fingers when he delicately took it and intertwined their fingers. He could only hope that the little movement of the pale lips meant that his feelings had gotten across, even without words since the hanyou wouldn’t be able to tell him anymore as he had fallen asleep. Sesshomaru continued to just look at his lover’s delicate face for hours, rummaging in his head if there was a method to prolong his life even if by only a tiny bit. Maybe he could write a letter to his mother, she was the big magician and healer in the family, a talent that had only crossed over to him in very limited aspects. As the sun rose over Tokyo bay Sesshomaru had taken his decision. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ reviews? *puppy eyes* ... oh, and if any homosexual man reads this and notices a mistake with the smexing, please tell me... I'm a girl, I miss on certain first-hand experiences... ;)While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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