AfterShock

Inutaicho sat in the office of the Yokai den leaning back in his chair. He normally didn't come here on the weekends but his wife was getting on his nerves. Her constant bitchy attitude always put him off. If it was not for his parents arranging for their marriage and the fact she was the mother of two of his children he would have put her down years ago. He was grateful that she now ignored his many affairs since the prudish bitch wouldn't put out unless she was in heat, and that was only once every three hundred years.

Footsteps in the hall caught his attention as the person came to a halt in front of his door. The door swung open and the last person he wanted to see walked in with all the smug attitude that had caused his current hiatus from the Yokai, "What do you want?"

"Not much." The man said as he dropped onto the lounge against the wall.

"Than why are you here?" Inutaicho growled the question as he sat up.

"Just thought ya'd want to know whats up with yer kids." The man said putting his feet on the coffee table, the expensive one that would get the man killed if he didn't get his feet off now.

"And just what would that be?" Inutaicho asked, eyes locked on the mans feet.

"Akatsuki was hired to mess up the place...."

"I already knew that." Inutaicho said interrupting the man and enjoying the look of irritation on his face.

"Did you know Zaraki is sending his man, Sephiroth, to the club?" The man hissed.

Inutaicho felt a moment of shock at the information, did Zaraki really think he could corral his eldest? "Thank you for that information. You should go back to the club and keep me updated. By the way how are things there? Bored yet, Mugen?"

"Nah, it's the perfect place. I get to bash in stupid peoples heads nearly every night." Mugen said with an evil grin.

Inutaicho chuckled, Mugen had a hot temper which usually was not a problem. However, he did not listen when someone pissed him off, and that happened frequently.

The door opened again and Kimimaro walked in, his eyes moved to Mugen and his hand fingered one of his hidden blades. "Mugen." He said in greeting.

"Kimi." Mugen replied back as he ran a finger over the scar bisecting his eyebrow. It was always a topic of controversy among the gang why they behaved that way towards each other. Even more so because Kimimaro was the only one in the group, Mugen, the habitual pervert, did not try to molest.

"Well I should get going." Mugen said standing and nodding to them on his way out the door.

"You must tell me what happened between you two one day." Inutaicho said.

"Perhaps one day." Kimimaro answered, "Your wife has called wishing to have you reminded of the social gathering at your home this night."

"That is why I'm here. I really hate her parties." Inutaicho said dropping his head back on the chair.

"It matters not to me, I delivered the message." Kimimaro said while turning to leave the room.

Inutaicho smiled as he watched the man walk from the room, "No, I suppose it does not, Kimimaro."

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Sephiroth pulled into the parking-lot of the Aftershock, the music audible even within his closed up car. Finding a spot close to the door, Sephiroth parked his car, looking up at the large building he sighed. He did not want to do this for so many reasons, but the one at the top of his list was because he had a crush on the demon ever since he first saw him when he was a teenager. Sephiroth never enjoyed the charity dinners his mother took him to but there was always a bright spot, Sesshomaru. The first time he saw the demon, Sephiroth was thirteen. He was sitting at the table with his mother, ignoring the old windbags they were sitting next to. Then he heard some of the women whispering and giggling, saying the demon lord's son had arrived. Curious, Sephiroth watched the door and women carefully, waiting for the one that stirred the women up. When they began preening like birds, Sephiroth knew the demon in question would soon enter the room, he looked over to the door. Through the door stepped the most beautiful being Sephiroth had ever seen. He was tall and dressed in a dark blue suit, his knee-length white hair was braided and pulled over his shoulder. Sephiroth nearly forgot how to breath as the demon looked over the room with bored eyes. Just like the women in the room, he was caught in the demons spell.

Stepping from his car, Sephiroth began to shore up all his emotions, hiding them behind the wall he created to keep everyone out. A talent he learned from being Zaraki's negotiator. The man always said Sephiroth could convince the Pope to give up the rights to the Vatican with enough persuasion. Entering the club, he looked for the demon but was unable to see him. Perhaps he had been wrong about Sesshomaru being here.

"Sephiroth?" Came a surprised female voice.

Turning, Sephiroth looked down at Sakura, "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I need to see Sesshomaru, if he is available." He said with a smile.

Sakura gave him a hard look then said, "Follow me, he is in his office."

Sephiroth was grateful she didn't question him, but she most likely knew the reason for his visit. When Sakura was the waitress at Zaraki's strip club, she had befriended him, even though he did not want or need a friend. She was a force to be reckoned with when she wanted something. Smiling, he remembered the day she found out Zaraki had dumped him. He had to beg her to stay calm as she picked up the bat behind the counter to use on Zaraki. After that day, Sephiroth did not go to the club very often, not wanting to see the man he had cared for with his new boy toy. Looking at the pink-haired girls back, he realized how much he had missed her and her friendship.

Sesshomaru sat behind his desk trying to ignore the rhythmic music coming from the main part of the club. Even though he had sound-proofed his office against the offensive noise his brother so loved, the noise still fought to infiltrate his office and irritate him. Sighing Sesshomaru closed his laptop, giving up on finishing the month end reports for his fathers company. There was no sense in even trying to work on them while he was here, at least he still had three more days before he had to have them finished and sent to his father.

A knock at the door drew him from his thoughts as Sakura peaked in allowing the noise to enter his sanctuary, "I apologize for disturbing you but a gentleman has come to see you."

"Let him in." Sesshomaru said as he stood from his chair, lifting his laptop, he placed it in the safe behind him and locked it away.

"Yes Sir." Sakura said hesitantly, then opened the door for the man to enter.

Sesshomaru was not sure what he had expected but the gorgeous being that walked through the entry was a surprise. As he walked past Sakura he nodded then stepped past the door while Sakura closed it behind him. The man was tall, standing maybe an inch or two shorter than Sesshomaru. His long silver hair was pulled back into a thick braid that hung past his waist. The mans elegant features were framed perfectly by the fringe of bangs that hung down to his strong jaw. Then his eyes met Sesshomaru's, such a pale mixture of blue and green made him look like the king of a realm of snow and ice. Watching the gentle sway of his narrow hips created a response in Sesshomaru's body he had not felt in a long time. The tingling sensation crawled down his body, ending at his awakening member. What he wouldn't give for a chance to have his way with such a temptress.

Remembering his manners, Sesshomaru motioned to a chair before his desk, "Please sit."

"Thank you but I prefer to stand." The man's voice was soft but firm causing another shock wave to roll down Sesshomaru's body. Then the man extended his pale hand and said, "My name is Sephiroth."

Sesshomaru reached out and took Sephiroth's hand , "It is nice to meet you, I am..."

"Sesshomaru, correct?" The man said with a sultry smile.

"Yes." Sesshomaru answered, now feeling the first sense of unease. Sesshomaru knew he had heard the mans name before but he couldn't remember where. Crossing his arms over his chest, Sesshomaru said, "So, Sakura said you came to visit me."

"Yes, I have come at Zaraki's request, he would like to make you an offer." Sephiroth began.

"I see." Sesshomaru interrupted, "That is how I know your name. You were Zaraki's toy for a while." Sesshomaru watched in satisfaction as Sephiroth's face contorted slightly in anger, "So," He began, "Zaraki thinks to send you here as a temptation. Never thought he would send one of his discarded whores here to persuade me to come work for him."

Sephiroth felt his face heat from the uppity way the pale-haired demon was talking to him, but when Sesshomaru called him a whore, Sephiroth's patience snapped.

"How dare you." He hissed, stepping around the desk to poke his finger into the demon's chest. "I have never whored myself for that bastard nor would I for anyone."

Sesshomaru was taken aback by Sephiroth's hostility, the desire that had fled earlier surged back into being from the mans aggressive posture. Trying desperately to keep control over his demon kinds primitive instinct to dominate, Sesshomaru took a deep breath. It was working until Sephiroth shoved him.

" I was sent here to..." Sephiroth never got the rest of his statement out as he was roughly grabbed by the front of his shirt. The room spun as Sesshomaru pulled him from his feet and slammed Sephiroth into the surface of the desk. Laying there, Sephiroth looked up into the demon's eyes as they shifted color, only now realizing his mistake. Sephiroth had heard demons reacted violently to hostile behavior from someone they viewed as a threat, even more so when they were powerful like the white-haired demon pinning him to the desk. Sephiroth was not sure what he should do now, if he showed any sign of weakness would he be killed? What if his action was seen as hostile, would he make it out of this room before Sesshomaru tore him to pieces? Holding his breath Sephiroth watched Sesshomaru closely, trying to decide what was in store for him. His hand reflexively moved toward the arm pinning him to the desk, but stopped when his action brought a deep growl that vibrated through his body. Dropping his arm back to the desk above his head, Sephiroth hoped if he submitted to the dominate demon above him he could make it out alive. Slowly letting out his breath, Sephiroth turned his face away from the demon above him.

Sesshomaru fought hard to regain his senses from his demon self, he did not want to explain to Inuyasha why he had killed one of Zaraki's messengers in the office of the Aftershock. He was about to succeed when the man below him relaxed his body, submitting to Sesshomaru. With a satisfied growl his demon nature regained control as Sephiroth turned his face away, exposing his throat. Leaning down he felt Sephiroth tense a moment before relaxing again, unable to control his desires any longer, Sesshomaru licked the milky white expanse begging for his touch. He heard Sephiroth gasp then clinch his jaw tight most likely from fear of an impending death. Reaching up Sesshomaru wrapped his hands around Sephiroth's wrists then bit down hard on Sephiroth's neck drawing a hiss of pain from the pale-haired man.

Sephiroth shivered when Sesshomaru's tongue slowly caressed the place where he had bitten a moment before. Flexing his arms against Sesshomaru, Sephiroth tested the strength of the demon lord hoping he would be able to free himself, but Sesshomaru tightened his grasp letting Sephiroth know he was only using a small amount of his strength. Even with the enhanced strength Sephiroth inherited from his alien mother he knew he would not be able to overcome the demons physical power. Another long lick from his shoulder to his ear sent more shivers along his nervous system. At this moment he hated that his neck was such a sensitive area.

Sesshomaru shifted his hands until he held both Sephiroth's wrists with one hand, then the other began a slow caressing path down Sephiroth's arm. Once he reached Sephiroth's chin he jerked the mans face up and descended upon Sephiroth's mouth. It was then that the man below him began to fight back, struggling against Sesshomaru's superior strength. Biting down on Sephiroth's bottom lip, Sesshomaru growled at the sweet taste of the man. Leaning back he looked down at the furious eyes of his reluctant partner. Raising his hand from Sephiroth's chin, Sesshomaru hooked his fingernails under the fabric of Sephiroth's shirt. With a quick movement he ripped the garment in half, exposing supple pale flesh.

"That's enough, let me go." Sephiroth growled, but his demand met with silence. The demons eyes began to move from Sephiroth's face, down his neck, to settle upon his chest. Sephiroth held his breath as Sesshomaru leaned down, then the demons eyes shot to his as he took Sephiroth's pert nipple into his mouth.

Dropping his head to the desk he couldn't stop the moan that escaped his mouth. A strong pull from the demon lord caused Sephiroth to arch into his mouth. NO! I'm supposed to be fighting him! His brain screamed. Then Sesshomaru rocked against Sephiroth's hardening member. Shit. Another moan escaped him as the demons hand ghosted down his side.

Sesshomaru then let Sephiroth's nipple go with a pop and leaned up to take his sultry mouth again, this time there was no resistance. Sephiroth gasped when Sesshomaru thrust against the pale-haired man, allowing him access to the moist cavern. Sephiroth leaned into the kiss trying to take control as he tried to pull free from Sesshomaru's hold on his wrists. Sesshomaru nipped Sephiroth's lip drawing a wicked moan from the man, but he made a concession and released Sephiroth's hands. They were immediately entangled in Sesshomaru's hair pulling him into a deeper kiss. His hands free to explore, Sesshomaru unbuttoned Sephiroth's pants and began pushing them from his hips. Once he had freed Sephiroth's engorged member he wrapped his hand around it.

Sephiroth dropped his head to the desk with a loud moan from the tight feel of Sesshomaru's hand on him, stroking him. The demons thumb swirled around the tip drawing another moan from him. The next moment the demon lords weight was gone and Sephiroth's pants were shredded, exposing his naked body to Sesshomaru. Sephiroth began to sit up, but Sesshomaru pushed his legs up causing Sephiroth to drop to the desk again. Then the demon lords tongue was at his entrance, arching his back, Sephiroth screamed. Not even Zaraki had ever done such a thing to him, the feeling as Sesshomaru sucked and lapped at his puckered hole was nearly too much. Wrapping his fingers in the white locks he didn't know if he wanted to pull Sesshomaru away or force him deeper. Then that talented tongue entered him along with a finger.

Sephiroth's moans and panting was driving Sesshomaru crazy as he worked the mans entrance, reaching up with his other hand he began to stroke Sephiroth's cock. Sephiroth's hand wrapped around his as Sesshomaru stroked the hard member. Pushing in another finger, Sesshomaru leaned back to watch the pale god writhe on his desk, twisting his hand he watched Sephiroth arch off the desk, screaming.

"There it is." Sesshomaru whispered, taking his hand off Sephiroth's cock. Leaning forward he ran his tongue along the slit, groaning from the taste of the silver-haired mans essence.

Sephiroth couldn't breath as Sesshomaru's mouth wrapped around him then slid down his length. Grabbing the edge of the desk he screamed again from the combination of the fingers sliding across his prostate and the tight mouth sucking on his cock. Sephiroth could feel a tightening low in his body as Sesshomaru twisted his fingers again against the bundle of nerves deep within him.

"I can't..." Sephiroth panted, trying to warn the demon, but another hard draw upon his shaft sent him over the edge. With a roar he emptied himself in Sesshomaru's mouth.

Sesshomaru could feel Sephiroth fighting against his orgasm, but he lost the battle as he screamed his release. Sesshomaru took it all in, swallowing every drop that Sephiroth gave him. Rising up he moaned from the exotic taste of the man on his desk. Releasing his straining cock, Sesshomaru coated himself in the pre-cum seeping from him. Leaning forward he took Sephiroth's mouth as he lined himself up with the mans entrance.

Sephiroth could taste his musky essence on Sesshomaru's tongue as he felt the demon prod his aching hole. Wrapping his long legs around the demon he felt the tip slip past the tight ring of muscles.

Sesshomaru moaned into Sephiroth's mouth from the tight molten heat as he slowly entered the man. Once fully seated he held still to allow the tense man to adjust to his large size. Sephiroth's muscles were still twitching from the aftereffects of his last orgasm, squeezing him tightly as he slowly began to withdraw. Sephiroth's nails dug into his back as he arched into Sesshomaru causing the demon to surge into the tight sheath. Then Sephiroth bit down on his shoulder shattering what little control he had left. With a throaty growl, Sesshomaru began to surge into the pale-haired man, searching for the sweet spot within.

Sephiroth screamed as Sesshomaru slammed into his prostate, gripping the desk hard he used it to push against the demon with every thrust, trying desperately to allow Sesshomaru deeper access to his body. Gripping his hips, Sesshomaru leaned back angling Sephiroth and thrust deep. "Yeah, There." Sephiroth screamed. "Harder! Fuck me Harder!"

Sesshomaru could feel Sephiroth tightening around him, panting he forced his own orgasm back as he thrust deep, abusing Sephiroth's prostate. With another scream Sephiroth emptied himself on his stomach, the sight of him in orgasm nearly undid him, but Sesshomaru held on, he wasn't ready to give up this pleasure yet.

Sephiroth couldn't believe it as he soared into another orgasm, dear god he was going to die if the demon lord didn't stop soon. Moaning again when Sesshomaru wrapped his hand around Sephiroth's spent member causing it to begin hardening again. The pleasure was so close to pain that Sephiroth began to see stars when he closed his eyes. Raising his arms he grabbed a handful of his own hair as tears began to fall from his eyes. He could feel Sesshomaru growing inside him, becoming thicker, unable to control himself he screamed from the power of his third orgasm and the heat of the demon finally emptying himself into Sephiroth's body with a roar, then all there was was the darkness.

Sesshomaru panted as he leaned over the unconscious man, his legs threatening to give out. He slowly pulled his spent cock from Sephiroth with a moan, he had never in his life felt that kind of pleasure, he actually saw fireworks when he had lost himself in his orgasm.

A loud knock startled him as he looked up to the door realizing he was at the club. Taking deep breaths to control his panic, Sesshomaru pulled his pants up and tried to straiten his cloths. On the way to the door he smoothed out his hair hoping it didn't stick out everywhere from Sephiroth's death grip in his silver locks.

Opening the door he saw a very concerned looking Sakura. The pink-haired girl tried to peak around the edge of the door as she asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, all is well. Why do you ask?" Sesshomaru questioned, hoping the girl couldn't tell what had just transpired.

Sakura looked down at her hand as she twisted them together, "Well I know Sephiroth. He was once with Mr. Zaraki and I was worried."

"I doubt one such as he could do anything to me." Sesshomaru said with a smile.

"Oh no. It's not that." Sakura yelped, looking up. Then her eyes darted away. "It's just that I remembered him from the strip club and he was always such a kind person." She sighed heavily and looked at Sesshomaru, "I know Mr. Zaraki broke his heart but even so, he would not do anything against the man. I fear Mr. Zaraki may have something on him to continue to force Seph to do his bidding. So please don't do anything harmful to Seph."

Sesshomaru was surprised by the concern Sakura had for the silver-haired man. "I give you my word I will not harm him."

She looked into his eyes for a moment, then nodded and left him there in the doorway. Closing the door he looked back to the unconscious man laying across his desk. Rubbing his hand over his face he sighed, how could he have lost control of his demon nature so easily. Crossing the room he pushed a table aside and reached up, pulling on a small lever to release the in wall bed. Pulling blankets and pillows from the closet he laid them on the foot of the bed. Going to the bathroom he grabbed some wet cloths and walked back to Sephiroth. Standing there a moment, Sesshomaru watched the steady rise and fall of Sephiroth's chest. Even now, after sating his demon nature, he still wanted the silver-haired man. Taking his time cleaning the pale man, Sesshomaru prayed Sephiroth would forgive him for his actions tonight. Once he had finished removing the mess they had created together, Sesshomaru lifted the surprisingly light man and laid him on the bed. Covering him, Sesshomaru walked over to the wall and turned down the lights.

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