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Kintsukuroi	By : LordYouko Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 19864 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and make no money from the writing of this fic.
A/N: I’m back ^.^
Here’s the long overdue update. I know it’s literally been years. I won’t bore you with details of why and what, but a lot of things have happened and suffice to say, I’ve gotten back to writing. My other stories will be updated soon and there are a couple of new ones on the way.
Thank you to everyone who continued to read and review and threaten me into continuing the stories. I haven’t replied to all the reviews but you should know that I’ve read each and every one and they’re what’s inspired me to continue this even after such a long time.
3. A Youkai's Words
“…and animals don’t know sin, do they?”
― Jess C. Scott
Demon Inuyasha said the first word it had learnt to say when Sesshoumaru had first begun to teach it to talk.
“Se-sesshoumaru…” The dark, raspy voice was breathless.
The demon Lord smiled against the thin pale throat, pleased that the demon was finally learning that it was best just to give the demon lord what he wanted because it wouldn’t be getting anything it wanted otherwise.
Demon Inuyasha shuddered and gasped; there were fangs on his throat now, instead of lips as the taiyoukai smiled. Sesshoumaru was still fully clothed, having opened his hakama just enough to expose his cock and fuck Inuyasha.
“Sesshoumaru…please…”
Sesshoumaru rewarded it with a teasing touch to its hard and leaking length.
“Yes…good…” the demon Lord murmured and demon Inuyasha sneered down at him, growling low in his throat. What did this youkai think of himself, praising him like a dog…But its ears were quivering in that why that they did when Inuyasha was pleased.
Sesshoumaru caressed the puppy’s exposed throat with one thumb. His fingers encircled Inuyasha’s neck, easily wrapping around the small circumference. The beast moved its head slightly, experimentally; it could feel razor sharp claws on its jugular. The other set of razor sharp claws were near its cock as the demon Lord rested hand casually on his inner thigh, not allowing him the slightest contact on his cock.
Demon Inuyasha gasped. That wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. But it knew it wasn’t getting what he wanted till he gave his alpha what he wanted. So it reached down into the depths of its mind and pulled out the words it had painstakingly been taught.
“I want… to move,” the demon growled, blood red eyes falling closed for a moment as it tried to endure the torture without clawing the demon lord’s eyes out. It had tried that the first few times and its body still remembered the punishment.
There was a soft rustle of silk as both of Sesshoumaru’s hands moved to its hips and the demon Lord raised it up slightly and brought it back down hard.
Inuyasha’s snarl was enough to make Sesshoumaru’s guards jump. They looked at each other and then at the closed double doors, wondering what was going on in there and where the meek little hanyou pet fit into it.
Demon Inuyasha thrashed, finally feeling the pleasure it wanted but still not being allowed to take it. It flexed its claws helplessly, wanting to tear and rend, but not daring to incur the more powerful youkai’s wrath. The claws finally settled on Sesshoumaru’s shoulders, twitching reflexively as it was fucked according to the demon Lord’s whim.
Sesshoumaru felt ten tiny punctures on his shoulders drawing blood and did not react. The demon would be taught not to draw its alpha’s blood without permission, but not yet. This lesson was more important.
Demon Inuyasha took in the heady scent of the taiyoukai’s blood and inhaled sharply. Fangs elongated even more and eyes turned a deeper red as bloodlust hit.
Sesshoumaru raised him almost completely off his cock and slammed him back down. The demon keened and came hard, cum splattering over Sesshoumaru’s stomach.
The satiated demon closed its eyes and rested its head against Sesshoumaru’s shoulder panting, preparing to fall asleep and let the hanyou take over.
Its eyes snapped open in alarm as the demon Lord got up from his chair. The cock inside him was still hard and the demon Lord carried him over to a wall and slammed him against it. The sudden cold from the rock wall against its chest made the demon hiss. It hadn’t even been allowed to catch its breath after cumming.
The demon lord held him pinned by the neck and thrust into him hard.
The youkai gasped and arched as much as the grip would allow, his now relaxed, sensitive hole welcoming the hard intruder. It looked over its shoulder as much as it could.
Sesshoumaru’s eyes were bleeding red and those fangs looked sharper than they were before. The youkai laughed harshly, impertinently meeting the taiyoukai’s gaze.
“Angry today…are we?” it rasped and was answered with a bite to its shoulder.
Blood flowed copiously over the injured demon and Sesshoumaru raised his head up, enjoying the sight of the injured, impaled, wild creature in his grasp.
The cruel taiyoukai hadn’t allowed the puncture wounds on his shoulder to heal, knowing the effect the scent of his blood would have on the captured youkai.
Demon Inuyasha shook his head, not able to take it, not able to bear the sensations. To be trapped like this with bloodlust pulsing within him and his cock so hard…
“Nnnh uhh,” Inuyasha moaned, the pain and the pleasure all melding into one powerful feeling.
The demon Lord stepped closer to him and began to grind deep into that hole. Silky silver hair caressed Inuyasha’s bare, sweaty back as Sesshoumaru leaned close to him, over him, burying his face in the youkai’s neck, enjoying the scent of the full demon. Inuyasha moaned and squirmed. The taiyoukai’s nose tickled one side of his neck and the other side was throbbing from that bite.
“I want… to touch you,” youkai Inuyasha ground out as it was stretched wide, not given an opportunity to relax even for a moment.
Clawed fingers roamed wantonly, tauntingly, over his naked body and Sesshoumaru pulled him back from the wall enough to take a hold of his cock.
There was warm breath on his ears and Sesshoumaru murmured. “No.”
Demon Inuyasha gasped and gritted its teeth pushing into that wonderful hand, hardening again against his will.
“Wh-why?” the demon asked, baring his fangs in a grin. Blood red eyes looked back at the demon Lord. “You let… the others… touch you…”
Sesshoumaru stilled in surprise. ‘Others?’ he thought.
He let the demon in his grasp move enough to turn to look at him.
“Their scent… you reek of it…” youkai Inuyasha continued.
The only people whose scent could be his bath servants, and Inuyasha was very familiar with it being on him. The hanyou had never spoken about it. Why would lingering traces of their scent bother the slave?
“Does it upset you, Inuyasha?” the demon Lord asked, golden eyes narrowing.
The demon bared its fanged and its glare intensified. “They had… their filthy hands… all over you…”
His own youkai’s satisfaction and pleasure at Inuyasha’s words shocked Sesshoumaru.
Moreover, it made him uncomfortable.
A clawed hand fisted in Inuyasha’s long white hair and Sesshoumaru pulled its head back, forcing it to bear its throat again. Sesshoumaru’s youkai’s contentment was overtaken by his disturbed, chaotic thoughts and his youki flared, buzzing with anger.
The pure demon keened, feeling the more powerful demon’s displeasure, words lost for the moment as instinct to appease the dominant youkai in order to survive took over.
Inner muscles in Inuyasha’s hole, around his cock, clenched delightfully, giving the intruding cock more pleasure. The youkai’s arms fell to its side, showing his surrender as much as he could in the position that he was in. The youkai licked its lips.
“You feel… good,” it panted, throwing its head back when its reward was an especially hard thrust. “So hard.. and hot… inside me.”
Sesshoumaru ignored the demon’s attempt to please him. He wrapped a hand around the tip of the youkai’s cock, preventing it from cuming.
Inuyasha gasped and looked down disbelievingly.
The demon Lord thrust in again, finding his prostate and Inuyasha screamed as his release was held back.
“Wh-why,” he rasped. “What did I… do wrong…”
Sesshoumaru hmm-ed against his neck, licking his neck that was salty with sweat. “You will hold back, little youkai,” the dark silky voice murmured, “For my pleasure… until I deem you worthy of release…”
Sesshoumaru did not himself understand why the need to dominate this youkai was so strong today. But anger was pulsing within him and his youkai was close to the surface and all he could think of was owning, possessing this body in every way. And its words… the words that his hanyou would never dare say…
Fangs tore into the already injured shoulder and Sesshoumaru thrust in again, harder, faster. Inuyasha shuddered from the pain and the pleasure and the heady scent of their blood in the air.
It was all too much. The demon Lord’s cock inside of him and the rough rock wall against his cheek and the taiyoukai’s implacable control. And his hands were trapped against the wall. He couldn’t touch the other youkai, couldn’t move away from him, couldn’t do anything but take whatever the demon Lord did to him.
“Please…” the youkai rasped, thrusting its hips into Sesshoumaru’s hands. Clawed fingers scrabbled against the walls, scratching four marks on the rock. “Please…”
“You’re mine,” the demon lord said, voice deep and dark and angry. Sharp golden eyes pulsed an angry red.
Youkai Inuyasha moaned from the pain and the pressure on his prostate and his alpha’s dark, threatening voice.
“Yours,” he panted. “I’m yours…”
The hold on his cock was released and clawed fingers were pumping him once, twice, and Inuyasha was cumming with a grunt as the demon Lord released inside of him.
Male youkai weren’t meant to cum more than once in such a short time, and demon Inuyasha found himself breathless and deliriously weak. His knees buckled and he would have fallen to the floor when Sesshoumaru stepped back, but for the iron hand holding him up.
He was picked up like a bride and carried over to the bed. The fierce demon moaned its protest, gnashing its teeth slightly at its handler. Sesshoumaru smirked down at him as he sat down in his chair with the demon gathered in his lap.
Some kind of blanket was pulled over its naked body and the youkai, exhausted, felt its eyes fall closed and prepared to sleep and let the hanyou take over.
“Stay a while,” Sesshoumaru murmured.
Youkai Inuyasha half-opened its eyes to glare up at the golden eyes above him. They were calm again, no longer tumultuous, but there was an edge to them, and the demon Lord looked thoughtful. The youkai he closed its eyes again, growling.
The markings didn’t fade, fangs remained elongated and demon Inuyasha slept peacefully in Sesshoumaru’s arms.
Sesshoumaru turned his head towards the open window. The curtains fluttered wildly and the wind howled. It wasn’t cold enough for snow yet; it would gradually get colder. Through stray clouds moving across the night sky, a large full moon was visible. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled. Demon Inuyasha growled in its sleep, claws flexing involuntarily, snuggling closer to the taiyoukai, seeking warmth and safety and protection.
Sesshoumaru gathered him closer to himself and watched the clouds pass across the full moon. Demon Inuyasha didn’t turn back to his half-demon form until the demon Lord was asleep.

Morning found Inuyasha waking up in the demon Lord’s bed swathed in thick blankets under silk sheets.
He groaned as the morning sunlight hit his eyes and braced his hands behind him to sit up.
A sharp pain on his shoulder made him wince and looked down at his shoulder. There was a raw bite mark on his shoulder. It should have healed a little by now, but it still looked fresh.
Puppy ears flickered happily as Inuyasha poked happily at the new mark left by his master. His fingers came away bloodied. Inuyasha frowned. It should have at least scabbed over by now. None of the injuries he had received even during training lasted more than a night. He would have to ask Master about it the next time he saw him.
He threw the wine red silk sheets off him and swung his legs out of bed. All his muscles ached in protest. His ass was twitching and throbbing from the use it had been put to. He looked down at his claws suspiciously and brought them up to his nose to smell them.
His eyes widened in horror. Was that Sesshoumaru-sama’s blood on them? Had he – had his youkai injured the demon Lord last night?
He jumped out of bed, enjoying the punishment of his aching muscles now. The clothes he had worn yesterday were lying in the same heap he had left them. He went up to him and bent down, relishing the pain in his ass at the movement. Next to them was a stain from a little bit of oil Inuyasha had spilled while preparing himself. Inuyasha cheeks coloured slightly and quickly put his clothes on. He had hurt Master, drawn his blood. He looked down at his claws, wanting to bite them all off. But he knew it would not please the demon Lord if he did that, and his body belonged to his master, not to him.
He looked around for his collar and found it lying next to the armchair where his Master had thrown it. He picked it up and tied it securely around his neck, rather tighter than necessary. Why… why hadn’t Master punished his youkai for it?
He pushed the doors of the chambers slightly open with difficulty, and the guards outside hastened to open them the rest of the way.
In the courtyard, he looked at the sun in the sky and realised happily that he had missed his lessons. Now all he had to do was complete the work he had been given the last time, and he would be all caught up for his next lesson.
He crossed the stone pathways that led from the royal chambers to the servants’ wing.
“Inuyasha-chan!”
Inuyasha turned towards the sound of the voice and smirked at the boy bouncing towards him.
“What have I told ya about calling me that?” he demanded, catching the ball of fluff that was the fox demon Shippo in one clawed hand.
Shippo made a face at him and struggled to get out of Inuyasha’s grip. “Hey,” he grunted, content when he was finally let go of.
“I just came to-“
He stopped mid sentence. Large green eyes looked at Inuyasha suspiciously, and the little demon leaned forward and sniffed.
Inuyasha stepped back cautiously. But Shippo had found out what he wanted. He hopped up on Inuyasha’s shoulder before the other could catch him and pulled his haori back.
He hissed softly at the raw wound. Inuyasha frowned thunderously and snatched his haori from the fox demon’s paws, pulling it over the wound.
“What happened to you?” Shippo demanded.
Inuyasha turned away. “It’s nothing,” he answered gruffly.
“Inuyasha, who would do that to y-” he gasped as realization hit him. There wasn’t anyone else who would do that to the favoured slave.
“Was it… Sesshoumaru-sama?” Shippo asked hesitantly.
Inuyasha blushed but didn’t meet his eyes.
Shippo’s eyes widened in pity. If Lord Sesshoumaru had done that to him, there wasn’t anything much he or Inuyasha could do about it. It was a slave’s lot to quietly endure whatever their Masters did to them. Shippo had heard of the crown prince’s cruel and sadistic nature but seeing Inuyasha so happy all the time, he hadn’t paid attention to the rumours.
“Inuyasha… you should have that looked at by the healer,” Shippo said softly. “If it gets infected…”
“I’m fine,” Inuyasha said gruffly, turning away from the kid.

Shippo didn’t understand, Inuyasha thought furiously, trying to concentrate on the book in front of him. None of them understood how fortunate he was. They looked at him with those pitying eyes, but they didn’t realize how lenient his Master was with him even when he had no reason to be. That the demon prince staked a claim on a slave this way, it was more honor than he deserved, Inuyasha knew. And on top of everything else, his demon had injured Master, drawn the prince’s blood. Inuyasha would punish himself as he deserved right now if his Master hadn’t forbidden it.
A clawed foot twitched restlessly in tandem with puppy ears, as Inuyasha sat crosslegged on his bed trying to memorize what his teacher had given him, but the letters didn’t make sense today; his thoughts were somewhere else.
His shoulder was throbbing ever so slightly, but he was strong enough that he didn’t need to run to the healer for this. He was fine.

By evening, Inuyasha wasn’t feeling too well. His body felt like it was burning up and every movement was effortful. Inuyasha gritted his teeth and stubbornly headed out to the courtyard to complete his chores. He had been given the duty of sweeping up the leaves every evening when he wasn’t summoned by his Master. It was usually a pleasant task, watching the sky darken over the beautiful palace gardens and trees.
But today, it was an effort to even lift up the broom and bring it back down. Inuyasha suspected he wasn’t doing a very good job of it.
He stopped for a moment, leaning on the broom, shoulders sagging slightly. He blinked a couple of times. His head felt heavy and the colours of the grass and the leaves looked weird. Though he wouldn’t admit it to himself, his shoulder was sending lances of pain down his arm with every movement.
Inuyasha gritted his teeth. He was strong, dammit! What was the point of all the training and the lessons if a little bit of pain made him shirk his duties? He took a deep breath, straightened himself, and continued with his task.

Late in the evening, it was Raia, the head of the palace servants, who found Inuyasha collapsed on the stone walkway with the broom lying next to him.
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A/N: Do let me know what you think. I haven’t written in such a long time. I’m wondering if my writing’s still the same or better or worse.
You won’t have to wait so long for the next update.
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