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At Death's Door
By : Vyper
Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female
Views: 6412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor make money on my writings.
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Sesshoumaru was furious. Inuyasha was behaving completely different than normal if you could call Inuyasha normal and he refused to answer his question. Sesshoumaru would beat it out of him later, but he did want to know why Inuyasha tricked him.

Either way it was obvious the half breed could not be trusted to himself. He would have to be watched at all times to insure he did not take his own life. Tensaiga could only revive a person one time and Sesshoumaru would be damned if his favorite punching bag died. There would be no one to hate if Inuyasha did not live and then he would be bored. Sesshoumaru loved hating Inuyasha. It was his favorite pastime.

As soon as Inuyasha was back to himself Sesshoumaru would consider throwing him out of the castle to fend for himself again. Until that point though, Sesshoumaru would make Inuyasha as miserable as possible in his Mother’s home.

One thing Sesshoumaru did notice after reviving Inuyasha was that the boy was far too thin. He needed to be fattened up and healthy to be a good opponent again thus Inuyasha was to get the best food available. He also stunk so Inuyasha would be bathed by the servants and his clothing washed. That foul stench of humans permeated his little brother. It was disgusting how the boy had lived. He was part dog demon so the least he could do was try to behave like his breed.

Sesshoumaru felt so tense and needed some relief before seeing his Mother. Noticing a young servant woman Sesshoumaru growled to her.

The young dog demon girl’s eyes went wide in fear, but she knew better then to disobey her Prince. She was a low breed of female, but suitable for what Sesshoumaru wanted.

Following her Lord into his room she awaited orders.

“Undress me.”

Sesshoumaru ordered leaving no room for argument.

The girl with trembling fingers removed her Lord’s armor swiftly. Sesshoumaru took it from her looking at the scratch across the breastplate. It was deep enough that it would have to be repaired and that pissed him off adding tension to his shoulders.

The girl worked on getting his boots off and tried to ignore the smell. His feet would sweat and it seeped into the boots. It did not bother him in the slightest, but it was rather pungent which meant his boots needed to be cleaned as well as his feet.

Sesshoumaru tried not to sigh at the sight of his beautiful armor that had been marred by his stupid little brother. If Inuyasha had marred it with his claws Sesshoumaru would have ripped those claws out from the roots before he awoke. In fact it sounded like a great idea to do when he was done talking to his Mother.

The girl removed his hakumas and was a bit hesitant to remove his fundoshi however he growled at her to continue. He wanted everything off his body.

Handing the girl his armor he waited for her to put it on the rack before coming back to remove the rest of his kimono.

The girl had to tug at the sleeves to pull the haori off as well as remove the nagajûban (under kimono) and the hadajuban (under shirt).

As soon as he was free from his clothing Sesshoumaru walked over to his bed and growled at the girl to come follow him.

Lying on his stomach he made the girl get on the bed and move his hair to the side to massage him. He really would have preferred the male that did this since he had stronger hands, but did not want to waste the time to actually go anywhere.

“Harder.”

He ordered the girl who did as he ordered hoping she was doing a good job since she did not want to be punished. Prince Sesshoumaru would punish those severely that displeased him. For females they were sent to the Matron for discipline and no one wanted to be sent to the Matron. She was cruel with a switch and whippings were common place.

Sesshoumaru moaned in pleasure at those fingers. They knew how to manipulate his muscles so far in the right places. He would have to remember her. Then thoughts of beating his brother again started to excite him and he felt a stirring in his loins. Yes a beating would be perfect, but not with the boy whimpering like he was. There was no sport in that.

Just thinking about the night he killed Inuyasha excited him in a way that he had not been so in a long time. It seemed that this girl would be good for relieving another tension as well.

Not to be denied, Sesshoumaru grasped the girl by her wrists rolling her onto the bed and pushed the silks she had covering her naked flesh up until he found what he was looking for. Without any preparation he thrust deep into the female taking her ignoring the tears that flowed from her eyes at being so roughly taken.

Sesshoumaru growled as he pumped into her. It was all about his pleasure and that was what he focused on.

Moving faster and faster pushing into her harder and harder Sesshoumaru knew he was close. The little demoness felt his hands on her hips as he pulled them up to meet his downward strokes.

As Sesshoumaru was reaching his peak he thought of how beautiful Inuyasha had been, broken and bleeding as a human. It had been an amazing moment taking the boy’s life and watching that blood ooze from him as the red contrasted with his long dark locks.

Finally having Inuyasha die in his arms had been what brought Sesshoumaru over the edge as he howled out his release ignoring the panting girl beneath him.

Sesshoumaru swiftly pulled out of her and dismissed her from his room. He wanted to bathe and then rest for a time before confronting his exasperating brother again.

Going into the bathing chambers connected to his room he pulled the string that would ring the bells for the bath servants.

Several attractive young lower dog demon girls came into the room to wash him and do whatever else he desired. Right now though all Sesshoumaru desired was a bath and to beat his little brother into a bloody pulp just to watch that blood run again.

The females brought in trays of raw meat slices that Sesshoumaru devoured while they fed and washed him cooing over him as many of them would give anything to have what the servant girl before them had even if their handsome Prince did not show them any care after he was done.

Sesshoumaru simply ignored them and eventually shooed them away after he was dried by the soft warm cloths.

Going straight to bed, Sesshoumaru did not bother with clothing as he pulled the silk sheets over himself closing his eyes trying to recall the mistake that had led to his armor being scratched. It could not happen again. His brother needed to be whipped for that. Yes, after he was done sleeping Inuyasha would be soundly whipped, washed, fed, then if need be beaten to sleep. That put a smile on the diayouki’s face.
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At Death's Door	By : Vyper Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 6412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor make money on my writings.

At Death's Door