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Conclusions	By : mamarita Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > Sessh?maru/Miroku > Sessh?maru/Miroku Views: 2351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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InuYasha was there bright and early the next day to get Rin. It was difficult to keep secrets from Rin but she wouldn't understand what was happening to her Father, and it was best she not be around for what was to come. InuYasha understood and agreed that Rin didn't need to be near his brother at a time like that. He questioned the wisdom of Miroku being around his brother now. After all, Sesshomaru was a real bastard when he was in heat and could easily kill Miroku if things went poorly. Miroku thanked his friend for his concern but assured him that he would be okay. After another hour catching up on the gossip with all of this friends, he gave Rin a kiss and wished them both a safe journey; promising Rin that her parents would come get her in two weeks.

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The first four days were not as bad as Miroku expected. Sesshomaru slept about twenty two hours a day. When he was awake, he was drinking a lot of water, eating a little raw meat (lamb was his favorite- who knew) and sitting in a tub of cold water. At precisely 6:00 PM, as if he was looking at a clock, he demanded his dose of the liquid from the vial in the armoire. Immediately after taking that, he fell back asleep. He was weak, by Sesshomaru standards, requiring some help to stand, walk, get into and out of the tub. Surprisingly, he did not act like he was weak or mind being helped. Perhaps it was because it was his mate helping him and he was in the privacy of his own bedchamber. Miroku started to wonder how in his sixteen hundred years of life, how many times he had gone into heat? And in all those times, where he had been? Did he come home to the castle and the security of this room? If he was out in the wilds of the feudal Japan, where could he go for privacy, and worst of all, if he needed the kind of help that he was getting here, how did he survive? Those were questions that perhaps he could ask his mate at some later time. For now, he was just glad that the safety and security of the castle were here for Sesshomaru at this time. Miroku was also very glad that he was human and never had to go through this kind of torment.
The fifth day of Sesshomaru's hellacious heat took a surprising turn. He woke up around noon voraciously hungry. Miroku sent for Jaken to get Sesshomaru his meal of raw lamb and he got him several pitchers of water to drown his insatiable thirst. After eating a very hearty meal, Sesshomaru wanted his cold, almost icy bath. This time, he wanted Miroku to join him in the tub. Fortunately, the tub in the master's chamber was oversized and the two had spent many times in there together, but this was quite a different time and Miroku didn't relish taking a cold bath with his mate. Sesshomaru was quite feverish, and Miroku chalked the request up to some sort of delirium, but Sesshomaru kept assuring his mate that he knew exactly what he was asking. It was a back and forth repartee between the two, Sesshomaru conjoling his mate to enter the tub with him and Miroku making excuses why he couldn't do it. Eventually, Miroku won.
Sesshomaru got out of the tub after about half an hour. Miroku offered him his towel, as usual, but the mate declined it this time. Instead, he just took Miroku by the hand, and dripping ice-cold water droplets on the marble floor of the bath pulled his mate back into the bedchamber and flung him onto the bed. "I want you to take me, now! I need this."
Miroku was in shock. Did he just hear his mate, the lord of the manor, the most high Seme Demon Lord Sesshomaru tell his Uke mate to take him?
"What are you waiting for?" Not bothering to untie the belt, he just ripped off Miroku's yukata as if it was made of paper. He gazed down at the shocked human and realized he wasn't at all ready to 'take him' so he did the only thing he could thing of, he went down on him. Sesshomaru spread Miroku's legs exposing his most private areas for him to find. He lifted the soft member to his mouth and sucked it in, much like one sucked in a strand of spaghetti. Then he started sucking hard, not being the least bit gentle, wanting to pump the limp cock to hardness as quickly as possible. He was like some kind of machine, sucking then stretching the ever growing cock, then taking his hot tongue and licking the now throbbing vein that ran from the base to the swelling head. All the while, Miroku was yelling at Sesshomaru, but he didn't much care.
When the shaft started to stiffen and the head dripped precum, Sesshomaru changed his tactics. He had enough of a his mate's cock hard enough for his means, so he rose up, climbed on the bed and straddled the still quite dazed human. Not paying much attention to anything Miroku was doing or saying, the demon took the now hard member, positioned it at his own anus and in a very unceremonious combined motion, sat back on it and shoved up his ass.
Sesshomaru yelped in pain at the intrustion of a large cock entering an unprepared anal cavity, completely impaling himself on eight inches of Miroku's thickness. Miroku screamed out as his own hardness was being manipulated into a vise-like cavity that was now squeezing him in ways it had never been forced into before. Both males froze for what seemed like an eternity before the initial shock and intensity of pain passed.
It was actually only about a minute, before both exhaled breaths neither knew they were holding and were able to relax. Once their bodies were able to calm a bit, the pain subsided. Shock value gone, Sesshomaru's glarey eyes stared down at Miroku's tear-filled ones. It didn't quite register to Sesshomaru why Miroku was crying, and in this stage of heat, he couldn't really care. All he knew is that he needed this. Miroku, part pain, part shock, also knew that Sesshomaru wasn't really responsible for what was happening. Still, he didn't like what was happening, but he knew he had no choice, so he went along with it. Nothing was said, but a clawed hand reached up and wiped a wayward tear from Miroku's face. Miroku stroked that hand and tried to smile. It seemed to be a sign to Sesshomaru that his mate was alright and from there, things got heated again.
Sesshomaru started rocking his hips back and forth, grabbing onto the bedding for support, grinding hard against Miroku's groin. It was so intense that his hardened balls were bouncing off Miroku's which were becoming painfully hard, and the friction of Sesshomaru's sack rubbing against his was not making matters any better. To try and alleviate the pain, Miroku moved his hips from side to side. This caused his cock which was fully encased inside his mate's hot, tight ass to hurt more. He needed more movement, so he changed direction and started pumping up and down. At first, slowly moving in and out of Sesshomaru, not quite taking his throbbing, hot shaft all the way out, and then forcing it back in as hard as he could. Over and over, he thrust in and out of that hotness. Soon, it wasn't quite so tight, and his thrusting became easier. The easier it became, the harder and faster he could thrust.
When Miroku changed his movements, Sesshomaru changed his also. He started moving in slow, steady circular motions, trying to get as much feel of his mate as he could. The thrusting at first was both painful and joyous. Yes, it hurt because Sesshomaru had never been uke to anyone before, therefore it was virgin territory, but this is was he wanted, what he needed and it felt fucking great. He didn't know why, but it was the most amazing feeling he ever had. Then the thrusts became faster and harder. Little by little, he was able to relax and it wasn't as painful and he was able to really enjoy what was happening. He started moving faster and faster in his circular movements as the thrusts became heavier. Suddenly, on a particularly hard thrust inward, something Miroku's cock hit made Sesshomaru scream out, not in pain but unexplicible pleasure. "AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!"
Miroku wasn't sure what his mate was saying until he repeated it over and over. Then he realized, on certain thrusts, and at certain gyrations from Sesshomaru, he must have brushed the prostate, those overly sensative nerves that were driving the demon to euphoria. Miroku did exactly what he was commanded to do. He grabbed Sesshomaru by the hips and tried to control the gyrations in time with his thrusts. As he pushed hard into the demon, he twisted his hips and pulled him down onto him. Over and over, he got the same reaction.
Another reaction was also obtained. Sesshomaru's own cock was engorged and soon ready to explode. Miroku wanted this to be the best experience for both of them, even if it was the only time it could be this way. He wanted them to come together. He took one hand from his mate's hip, and without stopping any other movements, took hold of the enlarged shaft that was now pointed directly at his chest and started pumping it with his hand. With each thrust up and down of his cock inside his lover, his hand matched on Sesshomaru's shaft. Faster and faster, the rhythm went. Sesshomaru's gyrations kept time with each thrust. Up and down, round and round, faster, harder, up, down, round, up, down, round... Then with a mighty roar to the gods, both men came. Miroku was deep inside Sesshomaru, his back arched high , his head thrown back into the bedding, his chest covered with his mate's essence. Sesshomaru threw his head and body backward, almost laying on the bed, still impaled on Miroku, grabbing the bedding with white knuckled hands. Both men were heaving, gasping for breath, sweat drenching the bedding and their bodies from head to toe. As Miroku's shaft finally relaxed, he slipped out of Sesshomaru who then totally collapsed onto the bed.
It took Miroku a good half hour to recover from the ordeal. Sesshomaru fell asleep where he collapsed on the bed, and Miroku didn't have the heart to try and wake him. He slipped out of bed and made way to the hot springs outside the couple's bedchamber. When he came back in, he got wash cloths and towels and gave his mate a quick washing, then managed to change the linens (with a bit of difficulty- but he didn't wake the slumbering demon lord). That done, he climbed into bed with his mate and he too fell asleep.
What happened in the aftermath, well, that's for another chapter.
TBC
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