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Spiel Mit Mir	By : botticelliangel Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 15039 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Determined and set with his mission Sesshomaru kept a fast pace. He was in a foul mood, and currently telling himself that it was not acceptable to be thinking about this any longer. He had enough of chewing on his words and choking on his pride. Sesshomaru was having a difficult time with acceptance.
To top it off, this morning when Rin awoke she refused his advances. She kissed his cheek lightly while pushing his hand away from her body.
“Why would you even try when you know you haven’t resolved this? I love you, and it is your fault. You need to apologize to your brother.”
Sesshomaru seethed and clenched his fist trying not to let his anger get the best of him. This was unacceptable, yet he was storming off in the general direction he thought Inuyasha might be.
“Lord Sesshomaru! Please wait up! You’re going too fast!” Jakin was screaming from somewhere behind him. For a second he glanced back and became ever more irritated because Rin was just laying on AhUn lazily, just ignoring him. Further beyond the prone form of Rin’s suntanned limbs, Sesshomaru could see the underbrush rustle where the small imp was trying to keep up with him. Sesshomaru growled and turned back around driving himself to an even faster pace despite Jakin’s frantic protests.
Inuyasha would be lucky if Sesshomaru didn’t rip him apart when he caught up to his damned, obnoxious, annoying little brother.
He didn’t get tetsusaiga because of Inuyasha. He dealt with demon after demon trying to kill him after their father died in part because they assumed that he knew where the great sword was and had it in his possession. He lost his left arm because of Inuyasha. And now compiling upon everything else he was being denied sex because of Inuyasha.
“Sesshomaru, please slow down. AhUn is getting tired, and Jakin has fallen behind.” Rin called out to him. Her voice sounded distant and fleeting. Abruptly he turned around jumping the distance to reach Rin’s side. She must have sat up to call for him, but by the time he stood by her side she was already laying down again with her chest to the dragon’s back and her limbs languidly hanging by the dragon’s sides. “How far back is Jakin?” She asked.
Sniffing the air Sesshomaru estimated the distance.
“Far enough.” That kind of answer annoyed her and he knew it. Rin closed her eyes and sighed before turning her head away from Sesshomaru and using the bottom of the dragon’s thick green mane as a pillow.
“It will take longer to apologize to Inuyasha if you continue to act like a spoiled child.”
Sesshomaru’s youki flared at the chiding. His fingers clenched in anger, and then he turned around swiftly and swiped down several healthy trees. It wasn’t as satisfying as he wished to feel the hard wood split with the force of his claws. The hard flesh of the trees yielded to him, and the smooth stumps rushed by as if he was grazing his fingers along polished stone. It wasn’t satisfying at all to hear the rustling and creaking of them falling down into the forest colliding into trees that weren’t injured by his anger.
“Ack! I’m trapped! Would you be so kind as to release me, Lord Sesshomaru?” Jakin whined from somewhere to his right.
Injuring the toad made him feel better on a very small level, mostly because he knew his follower was incredibly resilient, and loyal. Jakin was perfect stress relief. A little more relaxed Sesshomaru walked up to the branch that the little demon was stuck under and effortlessly kicked it aside. The sigh of relief that Jakin made only gave Sesshomaru more to distract with.
“Next time don’t get in the way.” He spoke coldly.
Not bothering to watch the reaction Sesshomaru breathed easier as he glided back to AhUn and Rin.
Rin sat up finally looking at him. Her kimono was a little disheveled from having lain belly down on the dragon for so long. Sesshomaru could almost see one of her small squeezable breasts. He would have been able to see it if she hadn’t bound her chest with cotton to procure an even more childish figure than she already had. He was to prideful to just reach up and remove the cloth to fondle her, especially since she was denying him any pleasure at all.
He could just do the same. In fact until she came to him he resolved to ignore her needs! It was leveling things between them, and Sesshomaru didn’t think she’d last very long. About six months ago, after a particularly tough battle in which a group of demons captured Rin, Sesshomaru showed his relief at her safety by bending her over a rock and tasting the soft warm space between her legs. He knelt there spreading her folds with two fingers and teasing her flesh. When he sucked and nibbled on her womanly pearl she had cried out his name loud enough for the whole forest to hear and tried to push back onto his mouth.
Not a day has gone by when she didn’t shyly come to request that kind of intimacy. There were some days when it seemed like that was all they accomplished, her cumming over and over again.
And Sesshomaru becoming more and more distracted and irritated by thoughts of Inuyasha.
“You are inappropriately dressed.” Sesshomaru said coldly toward Rin and then settled on trying to imagine what direction Inuyasha would be in. She raised an eyebrow at his tone and then fixed the top of her kimono.
“It isn’t my fault you can’t stop looking.”
“I wouldn’t need to if you would stop dressing like a harlot.” Sesshomaru retorted. She should know better than to argue with him.
“That’s interesting, since I only wear the clothing you provide.” Rin snapped, “Maybe when we get to Inuyasha I should ask Kagome for some of her short kimonos. Would that be more appropriate Sesshomaru-sama?” She added the honorific in a punctuating poking manner. Sesshomaru growled. Rin knew how to argue with him and had no qualms with doing that. Sometimes she was just like his brother.
If Sesshomaru could throw his hands up in the air with frustration… that is to say if he was that kind of person, he would have.
“Your clothing is fine. It is your horrific manners.” Sesshomaru finally said deciding it was beneath him to continue such an argument.
“Just like Inuyasha, huh?” Rin asked after him amused.
Sesshomaru needed to kill something.

*Spiel Mit Mir*

It was without any preparation at all that Inuyasha found himself slammed into a tree hard enough to break ribs. He expected to slump down and be faced with a previously undetected youkai, a fast one that was probably pretty brainless but nonetheless a pain in the ass. Instead he was held up by a warm strong body and the lascivious scent of Sesshomaru.
Inuyasha shivered and he tried to convince himself it was from recoiling off the tree, not from the despicably wondrous combination of warmth and scent.
Why was this happening to him?
Sesshomaru was growling, and not letting go despite the background threats of Inuyasha’s friends, and the small childish voice of Sesshomaru’s ward explaining that Sesshomaru wasn’t there to fight.
It seemed like a very dumb claim.
There might have been some truth to Rin’s words that were almost lost to Inuyasha’s ears through the rush of blood and the deep rumbling of his brother’s animalistic growling. There might be some truth because other than the first bruising contact with the tree Sesshomaru had yet to hurt him, or even insult, or threaten his life.
He also didn’t look like he was going to transform. Inuyasha and Sesshomaru leveled hateful glares at each other.
“What the fuck is your problem? Let me go.” Inuyasha spouted off brashly. He knew from their last meeting that Sesshomaru could be very unmovable. If his brother wasn’t here to hurt him then he didn’t feel like wasting his energy struggling against the strong demon.
Besides he was trying to think of anything that didn’t involve involving himself with touching Sesshomaru anymore than he was. He was definitely trying not to think about the fact that Sesshomaru’s left thigh was putting just the right kind of pressure on his groin.
Inuyasha felt his breath halt when Sesshomaru glanced down showing that he most obviously noticed Inuyasha’s growing erection. His gaze quickly snapped back to Inuyasha’s face and he stopped growling long enough to speak.
“I am here because you are so puerile that you can’t even accomplish simple tasks by yourself.”
Blushing Inuyasha knew what Sesshomaru was referring to. Wait, what did puerile mean? It was obviously an insult, probably to his intelligence. Well he couldn’t help that Sesshomaru had an extensive education that allowed him to come up with insults no one even understood!
“What have you been spying on me you perv?” That could be the only explanation as to Sesshomaru knowing that Inuyasha and Kagome were still stuck in their relationship. Inuyasha was just happy that they were stuck at a higher level. Inuyasha was begrudgingly admitting that Sesshomaru had been right about apologizing with the heart nuts, but he certainly had no desire to see the bastard again so soon. Especially since being pinned down and molested by his brother on the forest floor was embarrassing, and confusing.
Mind numbing Inuyasha remembered the kiss.
Sesshomaru didn’t seem to have a response at first, but then he huffed and pulled himself away from the tree grabbing onto Inuyasha’s robe so that he was turned away from his friends. Inuyasha had the strange feeling of gratefulness to Sesshomaru for that little favor. The Robe of the Fire Rat wasn’t exactly concealing enough to hide it when he had an erection. For a moment he wished he had armor like Sesshomaru’s. That would cut down on a lot of embarrassing situations.
“It’s not so hard to hear of your failures when every human and demon in the land gossips about them.”
Sesshomaru tugged him away from his friends, and Inuyasha resisted, digging his heals into the dry packed dirt of the road.
“Hell, Sesshomaru, it’s not like they don’t gossip about you. You don’t see me getting all bent out of shape over rumors.” Inuyasha was bluffing. He never heard rumors about his brother, just truths about his fearsome powers. Sesshomaru was still dragging him, burning the skin off of his heals. Desperately he looked back to his friends who were supposed to be helping him.
Instead they were just staring mouths agape. They didn’t seem to think Inuyasha was in any kind of danger, and Inuyasha noted with irritation that they didn’t seem inclined to rush to his rescue.
Then he caught sight of the girl that traveled with Sesshomaru. Rin looked exasperated.
Why would she wear that expression?
Sesshomaru yanked him up against him and jumped into the darkness of the woods, all the while Inuyasha screamed to be let down.

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