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Bits and Pices of Inuyasha	By : Strailo Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16053 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, Bleach or any of the characters. Tite Kobe does. I make absolutely no money from this or any fanfiction I write.

Chapter List
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Title: Laundry Escapades
Fandom: Inuyasha, Bleach
Pairings/Characters: Sesshomaru/Shuuhei
Word count: 1,537
Warnings: Sex. Yep
AN: Last one for now.

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Watching the lean Shinigami as he walked towards the doors that lead out of the dining hall, Inuyasha smirked at his mate, knocking shoulders with the other male. “Come on, you want to get to know him, don’t ya?” he asked lowly, watching Sesshomaru cocked an eyebrow at him. “I know you do. You keep watching him. Go ahead and head off to get to know him.”

“You are truly amazing,” Sesshomaru hummed, standing up after a quick kiss to his lover’s lips before leaving, nodding his head to the amused looking Ichigo and Aizen.

Following after the scent of crisp power that dripped with darkness, Sesshomaru smirked at finding the tattooed Shinigami hauling his laundry in hand, probably heading for the laundry room that was offered to be used by those who didn’t want to deal with having their laundry done for them. It seemed as if Shuuhei was one of those who preferred to do their own laundry.

“Sesshomaru-san, what can I do for you?” Shuuhei asked as they stepped into the large facility with washers and dryers along with a room off to the side to hang things if they so wanted to.

“I was just curious about a few things,” Sesshomaru stated, watching as Shuuhei placed the basket of items down next to a small washer. The tattooed shinigami opened the washer and started to place things into it with a sigh, waiting out the youkai who seemed interested in watching him move.

“Curious?” he asked as he moved to gather his choice of detergents, softeners and a small softner ball. As he poured and measured, Sesshomaru continued to watch, gold eyes taking in every movement.

“Very curious,” Sesshomaru stated once the washer had been started. “About you mostly. Along with a few other things,” he drawled, Shuuhei looking at him with curious but wary eyes. Smirking softly, the youkai lord walked closer and reached up to brush his clawed fingers over the three scars on the other’s face, watching mint green eyes flutter shut with a soft blush spreading over the man’s cheeks.

“What?” Shuuhei breathed, shivering when Sesshomaru smirked, silver eyebrow rising upwards as the youkai stepped forward. Backing up against the washer, he squeaked when clawed hands grasped his hips and lifted him up onto the washer. Swallowing, he allowed the youkai to step between his legs, watching him with wide eyes even as clawed fingers found their way up his chest.

“I find myself curious about how you would look while being pleasured, driven to the heights of ecstasy,” Sesshomaru stated, sounding as if he was talking about the weather, gold eyes darkening as he watched Shuuhei shiver in delighted anticipation. “I believe I shall find that out now,” he chuckled, enjoying the way mint eyes widened in surprise as his hand slid into the jacket of Shuuhei’s white uniform.

“Sesshomaru-san,” came the breathed name, a clawed finger tweaking a caramel nipple careful. Shuuhei gasped and shivered once more, pressing into the touch with a soft moan, not being able to find himself to truly protest what the youkai was doing. “What about Inuyasha-san?” he asked, getting a low chuckle.

“I have his full permission to do this, Shuuhei-san. I doubt that he will complain should I bring you back to our bed,” Sesshomaru said, rubbing his fingers against the hardening nipple, dragging more moans of pleasure from his partner.

Smirking and brushing his lips over the scars once more, he moved lower to brush his lips against the thin lips, feeling them part under his own. Lapping against them, he slipped his tongue into the sweet mouth, meeting the other tongue with his own. Moaning softly, he pressed Shuuhei firmly against him, hands sliding the jacket and top off of him after popping the buttons open. The soft sound of pleasure was eaten by the kiss as his fingers stroked over soft skin and claws barely scrapped over it, drawing up barely there red lines.

Shuuhei gasped and arched into the feeling, shivering softly under the touches, surprised at how good the barely there pain was enough to send pleasure rocking through him. Shifting as he grew fully hard under the talented hands, the tattooed shinigami pressed up into the other man and reached for this tailored shirt that the youkai was wearing. With shaking fingers, he flicked the buttons open and ran them over strong shoulders, Sesshomaru removing his own hands to allow his shirt to fall to the floor. Feeling clawed fingers return to his body, Shuuhei returned to exploring, feeling the skin and muscles under his own fingers.

Sesshomaru rumbled softly in pleasure and smirked as he pulled away from the drugging kiss, gold eyes gazing down at the younger male, eyes running over the flushed skin and friction swollen lips. “Perfect,” he growled, rubbing the thumb of one hand over the bottom lip, eyes darkening even more as the small pink tongue darted out, lapping at the pad of his finger. He chuckled at feeling clever fingers working open his pants, tugging them down enough to free his prick so that they could wrap around his hard length and slowly stroke him. “Very perfect and very happy to pleasure another.”

Shuuhei smiled, still dazed and heavily aroused from Sesshomaru's touches, stroking over the length within his hand, finding his partner just a little over average, but not so much so. He gasped when clawed fingers worked on removing his hakama from around his waist, tugging it down enough for said clawed fingers to mimic his own fingers, curling around his hardness. Twitching into the touch, he breathed out and bit on his bottom lip, moaning when the other male's hand squeezed very gently around him before stroking from tip to root and back up.

Groaning quietly, Sesshomaru started to move his hand, feeling Shuuhei mimic his movements, rolling his hips into the hand as he continued to tease his lover. The two men settled into a slow, easy rhythm between them, hands stroking and sliding, teasing hard pricks and driving their partner to the edge of pleasure. Their lips came together again and again in deep kisses, tongues tangling and stroking, tasting the sounds that they could pull from the other before pulling apart to pant lowly, hands never stopping their movements.

Shuuhei was the first to find that edge, gasping, moaning as he shivered hard and slicked the clawed hand that was calloused from years of sword work, adding a little something to the strokes that dragged every last bit of pleasure that it could out of him. His fingers squeezed around the hard length in them, hearing Sesshomaru snarl before wet warmth slicked his fingers, the prick in his hands twitched.

“You are quite...delightful,” Sesshomaru hummed as he pulled his hand away from the length and licked his fingers, tasting the sweetness of the come on his fingers. Shuuhei watched with dazed eyes, humming as he pulled his own hand away from his partners groin, sticking his tongue out to lap at the come on his own fingers, finding it not as bitter as any others was, but had a tinge of power to it.

Humming, he started to clean his hand with a smirk on his lips as Sesshomaru watched him with darkening eyes once more as he finished cleaning his own hands with his own tongue. “Sesshomaru-san, if you are thinking of continuing this,” Shuuhei husked, voice rough with pleasure, “then I suggest that we redress and head to somewhere with more privacy.”

Sesshomaru smirked down at the other man and nodded his head. “Very well,” he hummed, pulling away from the lean body and pulling up his pants, tucking himself away as he watched the way Shuuhei slid off of the washer, tugging his hakama up once he was standing and re-securing it with an well practiced movement. He picked up his own shirt and slipped it on as the younger male pulled his own tops on, smoothing out the wrinkles.

“You do realize that if we run across anyone, they will know what we did and what we do plan on doing, right?” Sesshomaru asked with some amusement in his tone.

Shuuhei smirked and shrugged one shoulder, brushing a bit of hair that had gone limp during their play back into place, before checking the laundry. “Let me just move this real fast,” he said, using a bit of speed to move the load from washer to dryer, setting it up to dry for the next hour and a half. Once that was done, he brushed a kiss against Sesshomaru's still slightly exposed chest and smirked. “Your room or mine?” he asked.

“Mine,” Sesshomaru stated, quick to reply as he stroked a hand down over the long back and cupping the other males ass, squeezing it with a chuckle.

“Then, I have to say,” Shuuhei hummed, “catch me if you can.” With those words, he dashed out of the laundry room and down the halls, Sesshomaru quickly following after him, hair flying as he chased his prey to their room with a chuckle of amusement
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