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The Tale of the Demon Lord	By : Arianawray Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 56279 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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II: Desire
Not long after the demon lord had observed him in secret, the young half-demon Inuyasha came to a human village founded around an ancient tree that the people said was sacred to the gods. In that village lived two wise sisters, who were kind to him and took him into their home.
The sisters were important priestesses, and well-respected by the people, so the other folk living in and around that village also came to be kind to Inuyasha and to trust him, although they had initially feared the demon blood that ran in his veins.
For the first time in his life, the young prince had a good place to call home, and friends who cared about him, and he grew into a strong warrior. Fifty years passed in this way, until the sisters had aged into old women, but still Inuyasha remained a child in half-demon terms even though his body had become that of a grown man's, and he continued to protect from brigands and demons and warlords the village that had been good to him.
He heard from time to time that his great demon brother was looking all over the land for him, but he remembered the cold look in those dangerous golden eyes, and recalled how poorly he and his mother had been treated at the castle, so he continued to live a quiet life in the village, seeking peace among the sheltering branches of the ancient tree, and concealing his presence from the people that the demon lord sent out in search of him.
One day, however, he could hide no longer, and the spies from the demon lord found the village where he lived. Immediately, a group of messengers was sent to the village to announce the lord's command to the half-demon. "You are to return to the castle in the west, as Lord Sesshomaru orders you to," said the chief messenger.
But Inuyasha set about him with a stick, and sent him and his men crawling back to the castle with black eyes and broken heads, their ears ringing from a torrent of very rude words that the wild prince had learnt from rough folk since having to fend for himself after his mother's death.
The demon lord was both furious and amused when his messengers returned – furious that his representatives should have been so mistreated, and amused that his brother was brave enough to defy him.
So he went himself to the place where Inuyasha lived, flying through the air as demons of his kind can, to land in the heart of the village. Inuyasha came out ready to fight him, for he did not want to leave the village and return to the unfeeling castle that had never been a true home to him.
When he appeared before him, Lord Sesshomaru saw that his brother had grown into an even stronger and more beautiful half-demon than he had seen him to be fifty years ago, and desired more than ever to have him by his side and in his bed. If only he had known from the beginning what he knew now, he would have kept the child in his castle and raised him to please his lord in every way by which pleasure could be derived. But this was just as well, for his newness to him would prove most interesting, giving him so much more to learn and discover.
Assessing at once his brother's strength and determination, the demon lord decided that fighting him would mean a protracted and bloody battle that neither side would emerge from without damaging losses, so he took another approach and said to him: "Inuyasha, if you insist on opposing my will, I shall not lay a hand on your head, but I will lay waste this village and its great tree, and destroy every mortal soul here, men, women, children and livestock, so if you are wise and value what remains of your friends' pathetic lives, you will leave this place at once and return to the west with me. You are to remain there with me for as long as I command you to. If you leave without my permission, I shall fly back to this village at once and raze it to the ground, with everyone and everything in it."
The sisters, who were old and wise and had seen many terrible things in their mortal lives, looked through the demon lord's eyes and saw in their depths his lust for his brother, which had grown hidden even from himself for almost two hundred years, and they feared for Inuyasha's spirit and happiness.
"Do not go with him," they warned their half-demon friend. "We and many of the other villagers are old now and not far from death, but you have hundreds of years left to live, and you must not surrender your happiness and your peace to your demon brother, who never cared for you, but now wants from you what no one here ever dreamt of asking of you."
When Inuyasha heard their words, he looked again at his brother and saw what the sisters had seen, and he feared the demon's desire that he now sensed and smelt and comprehended. But he could not throw the village into the path of his brother's rage, for despite the suffering he had endured in his life, he had the kind heart of his mother and the compassion of his father.
He said to the sisters: "Even if you have only an hour left of life, that hour must be honoured until the gods choose to end that time, for if my own father had lived an hour less than he did, he would not have seen my face or given me my name. And not all in this village are old and close to death – there are children and young people here, and I would not see them destroyed merely to keep me out of my brother's hands."
So he laid down his weapons and bade his friends goodbye, and submitted to his brother's embrace. Those powerful arms that closed around him did not hurt him, but they felt like fetters forged from demon steel, and their touch was as the touch of a serpent that seeks to crush the life from its prey.
The demon lord flew to his castle with his brother held in his tender and terrible grasp, and declared to all who lived in the castle that Prince Inuyasha had returned, and was to live here from now on.
Inuyasha looked around him and saw that the demon eyes glaring from the dark corners of the castle were unchanged in their ferocity and bitterness towards him. Yet, perhaps because he was older and stronger and bigger now, and could easily kill any or all of them in a fair fight, their unearthly glow no longer frightened him, and their resentment no longer hurt him.
The only thing left now to fear was the demon lord himself, who had brought him here by a force much greater than physical compulsion, through means that were far from noble. He did not fear for his own life, but he could not ignore the threat against the lives of the mortals who had been good to him, so he was determined to give his brother no just cause to turn his wrath against them.
Therefore, when his brother made him sit at the great table with him and eat his evening meal beside him, he obeyed and ate the food and spoke not a single rude word although the demon lord never took his eyes off him, as if he were devouring him as well as the raw and bloody meat on the plate before him.
After the evening meal, his brother himself took him upstairs to where his old room had been, and he saw that he had enlarged it and furnished it finely, much more grandly than it had ever been when he had lived here as a child.
"Your old chamber is to be yours again, and you are free to go anywhere in the castle and within these grounds. But you are not to rest in your room yet, for I require your presence in mine."
As the demon lord spoke those words, he caressed his brother's fur-covered ears and sought his rosy lips with his mouth. Inuyasha yielded to the kiss obediently and without question, even though it felt to him as if he were yielding to death itself. The demon lord was content enough with his submission and his beauty to take him into his own bedchamber at once.
Lord Sesshomaru seated himself on the edge of one side of his bed, very much at ease, as he studied the half-brother he had searched for over the last fifty years, ever since that startling dream had taught him that this being above all others was the one he wanted with him. But Inuyasha stood uncomfortably on the teak flooring just inside the closed door, uncertain of what precisely his lord and brother expected of him.
"Are you going to stand there all night?" the demon lord asked.
"What would it please my lord to have me do?" Inuyasha enquired, with his eyes respectfully lowered, in a voice that offered obedience and yet carried more than a hint of dignity, as if he were a slave of noble blood who was merely humouring his new master's whims while knowing better than he did that what he demanded was wrong.
The quality of his voice did not escape Lord Sesshomaru, but while he would have put to death a true slave for such passive defiance, he considered such pride becoming in a son of his father's. It only aroused him further, for he enjoyed the thought of conquering this little brother of his in spite of the dignity he wielded like a shield.
"It would please me to have you approach the bed and stand before me, so that I may see what is mine – what I searched for for fifty years, perhaps even for a hundred and ninety," the demon lord said.
Inuyasha obeyed and went to stand in front of his seated brother, positioning his feet on the edge of the large carpet upon which the bed stood, keeping his eyes down in order that the one who now held the lives of the villagers in his hands would not think he was challenging his authority.
"Come closer," the lord told him.
Inuyasha stepped forward to be level with Sesshomaru's knees, but his brother drew him nearer till he was standing between his legs.
"Look at me," Lord Sesshomaru commanded.
The half-demon prince looked into his face but tried not to meet his eyes.
"Are you afraid of me?" the demon asked.
"Why should I be?" his brother returned.
"Why shouldn't you be?" came the answering question.
Inuyasha met his gaze then, and Lord Sesshomaru was pleased to find that while there was still no fear in the beautiful boy facing him, their brief exchange of words had sparked the tiny fire of anger in his golden eyes, a spark that glowed quietly but steadily as the demon lord's fingers began to unfasten the garments of the half-demon prince.
He removed from his brother's body the fire rat robe that had been a gift from their father, and the layers beneath it, till the prince stood completely unclothed before him, his eyes lowered again, either in respect for his lord's higher rank, or out of embarrassment at his own nakedness.
The demon lord held him at arm's length and looked over every inch of his bared front, to impress upon his own mind the perfection of what he considered now as belonging to him.
Then he rose to his feet and walked around Inuyasha to study him from the back as well, and when he found himself more than satisfied with what he saw, he began to remove his own garments.
Inuyasha could hear his brother shedding his own pure white raiment behind him, and he shivered to feel the demon lord's eyes upon him as he disrobed. Lord Sesshomaru brushed against his skin as he passed him again and lay down on his bed, reclining naked against his pillows with the greatest of ease, casually displaying his sleek but powerful physique with its fine, long, pale-as-snow limbs, without an ounce of self-consciousness.
"Come to me," he said to Inuyasha.
The prince climbed onto the great bed, made his way across the covers on his hands and knees, and sat back on his heels beside the demon lord.
"Touch me," Sesshomaru ordered.
Inuyasha did not need to ask where his brother wished to be touched, for it was plain that he meant him to stroke the hard, lengthening member that swelled and pulsed between his thighs. He grasped the organ with his right hand, gingerly, as if afraid to hold it.
"Does this disgust you?" Sesshomaru questioned him, keeping his eyes fixed on his face.
"No, my lord," Inuyasha replied steadily, still keeping his eyes down. "But I am unaccustomed to doing such things, and unskilled, and I fear I may make mistakes that will displease you."
A diplomatic reply, thought the demon lord, who said: "You will not displease me if your mistakes are not made on purpose – and I will know if they are." As he said this, he put his hand over his brother's and moved it to stroke the shaft up and down until Inuyasha understood the rhythm that would please his lord and no longer needed that guiding hand over his.
"If you are contemplating the possibility of freeing yourself and your friends by killing me in my bed, kill that thought, for my demons will carry out my orders against the village if I should die unexpectedly," Sesshomaru murmured.
"I have thought of no such thing, my lord," Inuyasha answered calmly.
"How coldly you say 'my lord' while pleasing me so intimately," the demon remarked. "You are to call me 'Brother', or 'Sesshomaru' when we are alone."
"That would be inappropriate, my lord," the half-demon replied. "I have no right to address you by your name, and you have never given me the right to call you brother."
Besides, the young prince thought secretly, I was raised by humans – and among humans, brothers do not do such unspeakable things to each other.
"I give you the right now," the demon lord declared, his voice tightening as his pleasure increased in accordance with the movements of Inuyasha's hand. "Either call me brother, or say my name."
"Yes, my lord."
"That is not my name."
"Sesshomaru," the half-demon said quietly, the name unfamiliar on his tongue.
"Good. Now that my name is on your lips, use your mouth where your hand is – some wetness will heighten my pleasure."
Inuyasha did as he was told, licking Sesshomaru's cock and enclosing its silky-smooth tip in his mouth till his brother, breathing fast and heavily now, put a hand on the back of his head to keep him where he was as he came with a gasp, the cry escaping him softly but powerfully, as if he had released a lifetime of tension imprisoned inside his soul.
Inuyasha was startled by the heat and quantity of the creamy liquid that shot into his mouth, and some of it spilled out over his chin onto Sesshomaru's groin and abdomen. He almost choked on what he had managed to contain, but was able to swallow it all before it gave him any further trouble, then he carefully slid his brother's subsiding erection out of his mouth.
When he saw that some of the fluid had spilled over Sesshomaru, he instinctively lowered his head again and flicked his tongue over the demon lord's skin and dark-silver pubic hair, until he had cleaned up every drop.
Sesshomaru found himself pleased to an unexpected degree by the boy's instinct to do what he had done, without being told. He felt his arousal climb again as he felt that hot little tongue lapping at his flesh, and stared down at the attractive sweep of Inuyasha's silver hair, accented by those triangular ears and curving sinuously from his crown all the way along his bare back.
He put his fingers under the boy's chin and lifted his head to look into his face before leaning towards him and drawing his tongue over the traces of fluid left around the half-demon's lips, licking up the remnants of what had issued from his own body. When he drew back, he was gratified to observe the first signs of physical arousal in his brother.
Inuyasha had returned to the castle prepared to do anything he was ordered to do that did not cause gratuitous harm to another being, but he had not been prepared for his own body to turn against him by giving an outward sign of what was not within his heart. For he inwardly despised the demon lord for his present lust and the past contempt with which he had treated his mother, and nothing within his soul found his brother admirable, although his eyes accepted that Sesshomaru was the most beautiful creature in the entire kingdom.
But now this body that had served him so well all his life was listening to his eyes rather than his heart to traitorously produce an uncomfortable erection that was rising from his lap even as he knelt there right before him, and he could do nothing to stop it.
It was too much to hope that his brother would not notice, or that he would let it pass. As expected, Sesshomaru noticed, and did not let it pass – he extended a hand and traced a circle around the tip of the half-demon's erection with one finger, which only made it grow. Then he looked into the wide golden eyes that were such a naïve mirror of his own, and gave his next order: "Lie down."
But when Inuyasha made to lie on his belly over the bedclothes, Sesshomaru stopped him with a hand under his chin, and said: "Not like that, my little one – I'll have you on your back."
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