Rare Blood | By : GodOfInsanity Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > Sessh?maru/Naraku > Sessh?maru/Naraku Views: 3201 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Rare Blood”
By: God of Insanity
Pairing(s): Naraku/Sesshoumaru
Summary: Sesshoumaru was just a human minding his own business when one night a strange man paid him a visit…and changed his world. Warning: FOR MATURE READERS ONLY! Nara/Sess
Warning(s): M/M YAOI, LEMONS, AU(Modern Day), SesshUKE(human), Blood, Oral, Maledom, D/s, NaraVAMP, Character Death, and other warnings apply.
A/N: I see Sesshoumaru as a reluctant Uke. I had an interesting conversation with a man that liked being a reluctant submissive. He was very dominant in personality, but he liked it when people forced him to submit. I see Sesshoumaru in a similar way, actually. He’s all about control, but I know from experience that being in control of everything is…not very fulfilling. I can see him relinquishing dominance after he’s fought Naraku or whoever. I’m sure even someone like Sesshoumaru would love to have at least ONE thing he wasn’t in control of. For all you Seme Sesshoumaru lovers…you believing Sesshoumaru to be Seme is your opinion and fantasy. You can write and read your SemeSess and I’ll write and read SessUke. Okey dokey? Okey dokey!
Important Note: If I haven’t said so before, I am considering working on a few of my older stories soon. I’m thinking…Breaking Grace and When All Callousness Fails. So if you are fans of either/both of those stories, this may come as good news to you!
Disclaimer(s): I do not own any of the InuYasha characters, the manga, the anime, or anything related to it. I merely own my own ideas and the effort I put into these fan fictions. I make no profit whatsoever.
Chapter 2: "Kommen Sie Zu Mir"
Something colliding hard with flesh echoed throughout the room. Sesshoumaru stood there, his hand clenching and unclenching. He glared bloody daggers at the other man. “Whatever it is you tried to do to me, don’t ever do it again.”
Naraku suggestively licked the blood slowly from his lip using his wicked tongue. Instead of being pissed at being punched like any normal man would be, he was quite amused. He laughed with mirth and within a few moments, his lip had healed completely. ‘Mmm…this human actually made me bleed. He’s stronger than he seems…’
Sesshoumaru stared at him unbelievingly and didn’t believe what his eyes had just shown him.
“That was…cute. I have chosen well, it seems. You’re the first human in over 500 years that has shown me some resistance. I always did prefer it when people fought me. This is going to be fun.”
The human’s fists were clenched at his sides. If he wasn’t so angry, he would have felt the fear that laced through his being. “You make me sick.”
Naraku leaned against the nearest wall and watched him. “Oh, I agree. But let’s not walk about me. Let’s talk about you, precious.”
“Let’s not.”
The vampire smirked, a single fang poked out as if to remind Sesshoumaru what he was. He pushed off of the wall and advanced towards the shorter male. As he spoke in a low, but somehow powerful tone, he circled around the human. “All your life you have never felt this much raw emotion. Daddy always kept his little glass unicorn on his glass menagerie. He never let anyone touch his little unicorn. Because of that, you never were allowed to live your life. He fears losing you, as does your little brother.
Still…you want more than a little pedestal to sit on. You want to feel things and experience life for yourself. You are tired of being watched like a criminal or psyche ward patient. Does any of that ring a bell or two?”
The vampire’s words struck him sharply and he tried his best not to show it. “You’re wrong.”
“Am I? Did I forget to mention that you get sick a lot? You also cut yourself when no one is looking and it’s always in places where your little family won’t ever see. Oh, and you’ve had to sneak around late at night just to spend a little time with one of your…boyfriends. Am I still wrong, hm?”
All the color drained from Sesshoumaru’s face. “What…are you, a stalker? You’ve been watching me…?”
Naraku looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “We’ll go with that.”
“Stay away from me.”
The crimson eyed vampire stopped circling his prey and approached him as if he were an old friend. “You cut yourself to feel the pain since your family won’t allow you to feel. It’s the only thing you can make yourself feel. The only true control that you have. But…it’s the blood that truly excites you. The rich color…the velvet taste of it…”
Sesshoumaru almost got lost in those eyes again, but he wisely looked away. The words that came forth from the vampire’s mouth had a huge impact of him. Bigger than he would care to admit. In fact, it was becoming a struggle just to keep his barrier up. It was a effort not to just submit and give into temptation.
But he remembered his anger. He would not give in. “You speak as if you know me. You know absolutely nothing.”
“So very stubborn you are, pet. Since it seems I cannot sway you with my lovely words or my power of visual suggestion, then I will have to stoop to other means of getting what I want.”
The silver-haired man looked at him warily; mistrust clearly burning in his hazel eyes. “Oh?”
Before the human could blink, the vampire had snatched the human and heaved him up over his shoulder like a barbarian would a struggling wench. He immediately exited the room and walked down the hall. He barely noticed the human’s flailing and thrashing arms and legs but he did notice how the short kimono rode up on him. A generous amount of skin and other delicious bits were revealed to his hungry eyes. He couldn’t help but run one of his hands up the human’s thigh to the supple, tight curve of his ass and grope it appreciatively.
Sesshoumaru ceased his struggling and if he could have, he would have slapped that hand. Instead, he started to struggle harder and more violently, but to no avail. No matter how hard he hit the other man, it didn’t seem to bother him in the slightest.
“I have waited a long, long time for you, Sesshoumaru. I will have you this night and every other night if I so choose it. You might as well as accept it and succumb to the pleasures that only I can give you…”
It wasn’t surprising that Sesshoumaru felt utter dread at those words. But what was surprising was that a shiver of anticipation ran through his body. His mind seemed to scream one thing, yet his body whimpered for the opposite.
Sesshoumaru found himself pinned to a bad with the vampire on top of him. He felt tiny when compared to the other male. He had always been used to being the bigger, taller one when he was around other people.
A wet, hot mouth kissed and sucked at his neck while a large cold hand slipped under his kimono to fondle him between his legs. The other hand kept the human’s arms pinned above his head. No matter how hard he struggled, the sheer strength of that hand kept his arms firmly pinned down.
Sesshoumaru cursed every god, devil, and demon when that mouth had found the erogenous zone of his neck. A moan unintentionally escaped his mouth and he wanted to smack himself for that. He couldn’t help but tilt his head back just to give the vampire more access to his neck.
The gentle scrape of teeth dragging against the skin of his neck caused him to shudder involuntarily. He could feel those trademark vampire canines tease his flesh. A tongue slowly rolled itself against the bite mark on his neck and he groaned, arching his back wantonly.
Sesshoumaru wanted something. The more attention paid to the mark, the more desperate he felt. He spread his legs shamelessly now and thrusted into the hand that teasingly stroked his member.
The pressure of teeth against his mark made the human hiss in both pleasure and anticipation. They didn’t quite pierce his skin, but he did find himself fervently wanting those teeth to sink into his mark again. The slighter man pressed his neck hard against the teeth in an effort to get the other man to bite him. Instead, he felt the teeth withdraw from his neck and he growled. He heard a chuckle, but then that mouth closed around one of his nipples and he gasped. He hadn’t even been aware that his kimono was open.
Naraku’s talented tongue swirled around the erect nipple and he smirked when the human arched his body against him. The breathy moan that slipped from the gorgeous man pleased the vampire immensely. He moved to the other nipple and latched onto it mercilessly. The man under him moaned again when he felt his nipple being sucked and nibbled on. He started panting and writhing under him as he rolled his hips against the vampire’s hand. It surprised Naraku how responsive this human was to him and he had to admit he’d never had one quite this responsive before.
“Do you want more?” The vampire asked in a low voice as if his prey had a choice in the matter.
Extremely aroused and desperately wanting release, Sesshoumaru whispered, “Yes.” His mind seemed to be elsewhere and he couldn’t think clearly. All he knew was that he wanted relief in whatever way he could get it.
Naraku would have smiled at that and encouraged him to beg, but he was ravenous. He couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted to taste him again and to finally feel him.
The vampire hiked up the other man’s kimono, revealing his bare ass and privates. He ran a hand admiringly over that smooth rear for only a moment and then he spread apart those long toned legs so that he could settle in between them. He eyed the feast before him for a moment and decided he would have to take his dear sweet time on a different night.
The red-eyed man then leaned over and licked the length of the human’s neck and watched him shiver. He licked and sucked at the mark again, enjoying the delightful sounds he wrung from the man squirming underneath him. He decided he wanted to hear just what kind of noises he could wring from the human, so he positioned himself at Sesshoumaru’s entrance. Without any warning, he sank his teeth into the human’s neck at the same moment that he plunged his weeping hard cock into Sesshoumaru’s ass.
Sesshoumaru cried out at the double penetration and almost came on the spot. Strangely enough, he hadn’t felt any pain from the teeth in his neck or the shaft that was balls deep inside him. Almost immediately he felt the vampire pull his erection out and slam back inside him while avariciously drinking the human’s delicious blood. Sesshoumaru then felt Naraku release his wrists and he quickly threw his arms around the vampire, pulling him closer to his body.
The blood and tight heat wrapped around him fueled his desire to fuck the other male into the bed. The vampire gripped the human’s hip and rocked into him harder and faster. The pliant human bucked against him, urging him for more. He felt those long legs wrap around him tightly as if they’re never let go. It only encouraged him to plow deeper into the human’s orifice, hitting that sweet spot inside him hard.
He sobbed and writhed while he was being ruthlessly fucked into the mattress and drank from simultaneously. It was the most bizarre, yet blissful sensation that he’d ever felt in his life. The insane pleasure that washed over him wave after wave made Sesshoumaru scream, sob, moan, grunt, whine, mew, and pant. If he could coherently hear himself, he would have been awed and shocked by his own noises.
The various noises that emerged from the human’s mouth only made Naraku pound into him harder and faster until it felt as if Sesshoumaru would split in half. If he weren’t busy dining on the human’s blood, he would have been making some noises of his own to announce his own rapture. The feeding vampire knew he had to finish it soon or else he would kill his new toy so that he redoubled his efforts to make both their releases erupt sooner.
If Sesshoumaru weren’t lost in the bliss that rode him, he would have noticed how weak he felt from the blood loss. Nor did he notice how he was slipping into unconsciousness.
Sesshoumaru seemed to instantly ejaculate on the spot when a large hand wrapped around his neglected cock. His release was so powerful in the way that he screamed and arched his body off of the bed.
Then a blanket of darkness shrouded him from the world of the conscious.
Sesshoumaru woke up to the feel of small cool hands pressing a damp, cold cloth to his forehead. He felt the rim of a cup pressed against his lips and he drank it without even opening his eyes. He barely had the strength to swallow and felt too weak to even open his eyes.
“Oh, Sesshoumaru…” Murmured a very sad and sympathetic female voice.
The hands left his forehead, but the cloth stayed on. He then heard the sound of retreating footsteps. He passed in and out of consciousness within what felt like hours, days…? He wasn’t sure.
Darkness chose to claim him again and when he did wake up again, he opened hazy eyes to see Kagura sitting on the edge of his bed holding his hand. He looked at her and said nothing for many long moments. Somehow, the simple gesture of the woman holding his hand comforted him profoundly.
“How do you feel, Sesshoumaru? Are you hungry?” Kagura asked, her thumb caressing the top of his hand in lazy circles.
Sesshoumaru sighed. “I’m fine.”
“I brought you a drink and something to eat, anyway. Whenever you feel ready to eat, it’s on a tray on the table.”
The human glanced at it, but he didn’t even feel the pang of hunger, yet. He looked up at her then he looked away. “You were right. About everything.”
Kagura nodded solemnly. She hated being right in this case, but she had known Naraku all her life and knew what her master was capable of.
“Is he going to do that to me again?” Sesshoumaru asked while studying the patterns in the bed sheets.
“I think so. I do know that you have satisfied him greatly. If I know him, and I do, he’s going to want more. He’s become addicted to your blood and body from what I can tell.”
Sesshoumaru sighed. He wasn’t exactly thrilled knowing that, but a part of him anticipated a repeat performance.
“Sesshoumaru, I do have something important to tell you. Listen carefully to me. Do you understand?”
Sesshoumaru nodded and looked at her to show that he was giving her his undivided attention.
Kagura took a deep breath before speaking. “It’s going to be like this every night. I promise each night you’ll take the blood loss better. But on the other hand, each passing day you will long for him more and more. It will be to the point that you won’t want to wait for him to come to you. But you must never, ever go to him, understand? If you go to him, he will kill you.”
“Why?”
“It’s a game he plays with his…well, with the men he chooses. He likes to see how long they hold out before they come to him of their own accord. Most of them have never lasted a week, I’m afraid.”
Sesshoumaru didn’t like what she was telling him. He looked away and glared at the wall. “Why are you bothering to tell me this if it’s my fate?”
“Because I believe you are different. I believe you can fight him. You are different than the others, I can tell. You must heed my words, Sesshoumaru. “
The human turned his head and looked at her suspiciously. “Why do you care if I live or die?”
Kagura sighed again and patted his hand. “I care. Believe it or not, but I care if you live. I respect life and seeing someone like you die is despicable. You are beautiful inside and out and the thought of you dead is heartbreaking. I can’t tell you too much right now, but I can reveal a few things. The first time you walked by the shrine he was enamored by you so that he had Kanna and I watch you for years. Everything he knows about you is partly due to us.”
“I see.” Sesshoumaru muttered, but then he inquired, “Who is Kanna?”
“My daughter.”
As if on cue, a little girl with stark white hair and skin walked into the room. She looked at both Kagura and Sesshoumaru with blank, black eyes. Something about her gaze seemed lifeless and apathetic. “Hello mother, how good it is to see you again.”
Tears nearly sprang in Kagura’s eyes. She pushed off from the bed and rushed to the girl. She enveloped her in her arms and sobbed into her neck. “Kanna…”
“Don’t cry, mother. I’m here now and I will take care of you.”
Sesshoumaru watched the scene before his eyes and wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. All it really did was remind him that he was away from his own family. He wondered, no, he knew that they were worried about him. They were probably frantically looking for him and questioning everyone that they could.
Suddenly, he looked at Kagura in a new light. She wasn’t so different from him, after all.
TBC…
A/N: I know this is shorter, but I don’t want to hear any complaints about the length of any chapter and you guys got your lemon. I’m also going to shorten chapters so I can update faster and not burn myself out so much. As always, let me know what you think and so forth. Don’t be shy, guys!
My Reviewers:
usmorgan-A good Naraku is always evil, and well, Sesshoumaru will always be in my InuYasha stories. Thanks for the review!
lryn-LOL Thanks for the two reviews. I can see that you really like this story. Thanks. ^^
Dragon-Thanks. I hope it turns out as I saw it in my head. Who knows…
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