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Dreams of Red	By : Saranwyn Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 5877 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To say Sesshoumaru was a sexual being would be like saying the sun rose in the west. It just didn’t happen. It wasn’t that he hated sexuality. It was merely that he had never been exposed to anything of the sort. Growing up in the palace, with his only excursions were out into the town accompanied by royal guards, he was surrounded by either servants or other nobles – none of which would’ve even considered even mentioning anything sexual around him. He had always considered sex something one simply put up with for the purpose of procreating his or her bloodline. Not once had it been presented to him as something pleasurable. So when he came back from bathing to find InuYasha sitting up against a tree, hakama down around his knees, moaning as he stroked his own member, he was shocked and a little intrigued.
“What are you doing?” he asked, startling the Hanyou. InuYasha jumped and quickly tried to cover himself. “I’ve already seen you naked, so what’s the point of covering yourself?”
“W-well…I – um – I was…” the younger boy stammered. “Y-you don’t know?”
“Should I?”
“I thought everyone knew, by the time they’d reached – um – physical maturity.” Sesshoumaru frowned, a little stung.
“Well, I don’t,” he replied defensively, daring InuYasha to take up issue with it. The Hanyou sighed. How am I going to explain this one? He thought helplessly. I guess there’s no way but to just man-up and say it.
“I was masturbating,” he explained, praying that Sesshoumaru left it at that. Instead, the demon prince walked over and sat down right beside him.
“What’s that?” he asked innocently. “You’re really flushed. Are you okay?”
“It’s…eh…it’s giving yourself sexual gratification…” Now the InuYoukai arched a skeptical eyebrow. “What?”
“So it feels good?”
“Yes.”
“Does sex feel good, too, then?” InuYasha’s jaw dropped open. Am I going to have to give him “the talk”?! he panicked.
“Y-yes.”
“Why?”
“I-I don’t know, it just does!”
“Have you had sex, before?”
“J-just once.”
“With who?” By now, InuYasha’s cheeks were bright red, and not because of his recent activities.
“Does it matter?”
“Yes. Who was it?”
“I-it was a woman named Kikyo, okay?”
“Did you get her pregnant?”
“No.”
“Does that disappoint you?”
“W-what are you talking about? We agreed she should take medication…to keep her from getting pregnant. Look it’s really none of your busin-!”
“Yes it is my business. I told you, already, InuYasha. I’m in love with you, so that makes everything about you my business.”
“…Sesshoumaru…were you getting jealous?” The prince’s cheeks reddened slightly and he looked away. InuYasha sighed. “Look, it didn’t work out between us, anyways, so…forget about her, okay?” Sesshoumaru nodded and fell silent, staring intently at InuYasha, who began righting his pants.
“What’s it like?” he asked at length.
“What’s what like?”
“What’s se—”
“Aren’t you embarrassed?!” InuYasha cut him off. Sesshoumaru blinked, frowning slightly, his head tilted in confusion.
“No. Should I be?”
“Yes, you should. It’s a very…personal thing, we’re talking about.”
“You seem embarrassed enough for both of us, but really, it’s an experience the vast majority of living creatures share – it’s hardly anything personal.”
“Of course you’d say that…”
“What do you mean, of course I’d say that?” Sesshoumaru felt himself getting defensive again, folding his arms over his chest.
“I just mean…you never seem to get embarrassed about anything. You’re always very composed, and you…it makes sense that you still think of sex as just a means to an end…not as something special. I didn’t mean it as a bad thing,” InuYasha assured him.
“Well, it’s only natural for me to think that way. That’s what I was taught. My father wasn’t around much and Mother doesn’t exactly talk about that sort of thing. None of my tutors would dare talk about sexual experiences and no one else really ever spoke to me beyond ‘Yes, sir,’ or ‘Your tea, My Lord.’ So what else could you expect?”
“Sessh…you’re lonely…aren’t you?”
“W-what? Where did that come from?” Reaching out with his left, hand – the one that hadn’t been used to touch himself – he cupped Sesshoumaru’s cheek, smiling a little when the demon lord unconsciously leaned into the touch. “Could it be that you were so uptight all the time because you were lonely?”
“N-no…that’s not…” Sesshoumaru trailed off. “That doesn’t matter, because I have you, now, right?”
“That’s right, Princess.” InuYasha leaned forward and kissed him, soft and slow and breathtakingly gentle. “I could teach you,” he whispered when it was over.
“Teach me…?”
“About sex…and love. M-may I?” The InuYoukai’s heart trembled as he put his arms around the half demon.
“Please…teach me, Sensei…” he breathed.
“Of course, my lord.” And that night, InuYasha made slow, passionate love to his princess, and taught him about love and sexuality and tenderness and lust and all those things he’d never known to exist, before.
Long after Sesshoumaru had fallen asleep, InuYasha lay beside him, head propped up on one elbow. He sighed deeply, reaching out to trace the demon prince’s cheek with a single finger. Settling down next to his lover, the Hanyou wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling his neck. I love you, he thought. Sessh, I love you so much more than you could possibly imagine. I love you…so why do I get this bad feeling in my chest?

InuYasha looked around, eyes scanning for some fast, easy prey. Sesshoumaru was still asleep from their previous night’s activities. I can’t believe I was his first, he mused absently. I mean a beautiful, powerful prince like him…and no one’s even tried to seduce him…in one-hundred-twenty years? He shook his head. Suddenly, he caught an unfamiliar scent. Well, not completely unfamiliar – he’d smelled it before, but he couldn’t place it. Suddenly, someone had grabbed him and pinned him to a nearby tree. He blinked.
“L-Lady Suzumi,” he gasped. What is she doing here? he wondered as he struggled to get free. Of course, the powerful InuYoukai didn’t even have to strain herself to keep him fixed to the tree. Her eyes were narrowed with hate, her lips drawn into a scowl.
“Are you aware how slippery you are?” she growled. “I’ve been searching for you ever since you took off with my son.”
“Well, you found me. What do you want?”
“I want you to think.”
“W-what?” She released him, turning to stare back in the direction of the prince. “What do you mean?”
“Think about Sesshoumaru.” InuYasha swallowed hard.
“I-I do think about him.”
“No, you’re thinking about you. After the novelty of this new world with you wears off – and it will wear off –where do you think that will leave him? He will have nothing but a worthless Hanyou, broken dreams, and a shattered reputation. Being gone so long, people have begun to talk. They besmirch his name, whispering that he is not worthy of ruling their lands, if he would just run off and leave them.”
“H-He’s not abandoning them! He’s just…”
“I know what he’s doing. But think, InuYasha. One day, he will have to rule the Western Lands and he will have to produce an heir with a noble – someone of the proper position.” The Hanyou’s gaze dropped to his feet. “Perhaps it is partially my fault for sheltering him, like this, but this lifestyle…it’s not healthy for his future. This is not the solution. Return Sesshoumaru home…where he belongs.” InuYasha closed his eyes, hoping it would block out the pain of her words. It didn’t.
“H-he won’t listen to me…if I tell him that. He’ll laugh and say I’m being silly. You should talk to him, not me.”
“He will not listen to me, either. Not now that he knows the thrill of disobedience. Not when I’m telling him to leave a life like this. I won’t repeat myself, so if you care for Sesshoumaru at all…you will end this…whatever this is.” And with that, she turned and walked away. InuYasha stared after her, his chest painfully tight. Weakly, he slumped back against the tree and slid to the ground, holding his head in his hands. Kami, what have I done? How do I fix this? I never…I never meant to hurt him. Is that what I’m doing now? He remembered how Sesshoumaru had always taken pride in doing his duty, how his eyes had lit up when he spoke about what kind of leader he wanted to be for his people. He took a deep, shuddering breath. I’m sorry, Sesshoumaru. Your mother is right…
Sesshoumaru awoke to find himself alone. He frowned and sat up, inhaling deeply. InuYasha’s scent was still there, so he hadn’t been gone long. Bathing, maybe? He wondered. I should probably do the same. He stood to get changed, but when he picked up his clothes, he noticed a letter lying there. Puzzled, he picked it up and opened it.
“Sesshoumaru: It took longer to get into your pants than I thought it would. Sorry I led you on like this. I’ve moved on and so should you. Go back home. I never want to see your face, again, you arrogant bastard.
-InuYasha.”
The demon prince stared at the note. Is this a joke? I-it must be…there’s no way…no he… In an instant, he had his clothes on and was taking off, following the Hanyou’s scent. He caught up with him about half a mile away. The younger was walking away, doing his best not to break down in tears. With each step, he told himself it was better, this way, better for Sesshoumaru.
“InuYasha!” Sesshoumaru called. When he didn’t turn around, the InuYoukai darted forward and grabbed him by his shoulders, spinning him to face him. “What are you doing?” he demanded. Please…Sessh…just go away. Don’t put us both through this any more than we have to… InuYasha silently pleaded.
“What part of ‘I never want to see your face again, you arrogant bastard’ did you not get?” InuYasha spat with as much venom as he could. He saw the prince – his beloved prince – cringe, a look of hurt flashing over his face. “Get over it, Princess. It was just a little fling. Really, I don’t have time for you to cling to me like a weepy girl.” Sesshoumaru released him, a look of anguish and shock transforming his features. No…Sessh…I never wanted to see you like this. InuYasha almost broke then. He longed to take his lover into his arms and cradle him against his chest and tell him he was sorry and that he didn’t mean a word of it. But I can’t. For his sake, I have to end this, and the only way to end this is to cut it off as cleanly as I can.
“Y-you…you don’t mean that.”
“I do. It was fun. Look, it’s nothing personal. Just go home…rule the West…fulfill your dreams. You and I…we had fun, but that’s all it was.” With that he turned, and hurried away, putting as much distance between him and Sesshoumaru as he could. As he fled, he heard a long, pitiful, broken howl, and he could not stop the tears from coming.
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