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Odds n Ends
By : northstar
Category: InuYasha > General
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Warning: Nonconsensual, Fem dom

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He was imperfect. Weak. Pitiful.

Delicious.

She�d never had a pet of such interesting variety. Who would
have guessed that the taste of mortality on the tongue would go down so well
with such weak youki as a chaser? She almost looked
forward to the nights of the new moon, waiting with eager hunger for the moment
when her little darling was at his weakest.

At first it was nothing more than a playful folly, a last
twist of vengeful satisfaction to descend to the forest floor and gaze upon the
hanyou offspring of her whoring husband. Like a
butterfly under glass, Inuyasha was displayed to the
uncaring world around him. Yet, she found the almost peaceful look on his face
repulsive, as if he dreamed sweet dreams in his repose.

She could not abide that.

His little human miko�s seal made
her fingertips tingle, but broke easily beneath her fist. A casual slap across
the face brought Inuyasha to full, sputtering
consciousness. The arrogant, defiant spark in his gold eyes�so like his
father�s�stirred arousal to life in her belly and for a moment all she could do
was blink in surprise. Her predatory instincts served her well as her hand
flashed out to pin him to the tree when he tried to escape, her long lethal
nails buried deep into the wood grain on either side of his neck.

For a long moment, she watched with novel curiosity as he
struggled to dislodge her grip around his throat. His thrashings reminded her
darkly of the death throws of a rabbit pinned such, and despite herself, she
felt blood lust trickle with a sweet shiver down her spine into her abdomen.
Lust and hunger spiraled lazily through her as she watched him with heated gold
eyes. Acute, aching emptiness awoke with a yawning roar inside of her as she
realized how long it�d been since she�d either fed or mated.

Before conscious thought could follow the trail of her
intentions, her claws on her free hand flashed out and scraped ineffectively
against the fire rat cloth of his pants. Sudden pressing urgency had her
snarling with feral frustration into the gangly pup�s face. Her fingers fumbled
with the laces at the front of his hakama, ripping
and shredding until skin met her questing touch. Pleased, she drew back to
study the trapped, panicked, furious expression of her husband�s offspring.

�What are you doing, bitch?!� he howled, baring his teeth at
her.

�Silence,� she ordered with imperial expectation, a slight
frown of displeasure marring her perfect beauty. Her lips lifted into a smug
smile as her fingers finally found what she was seeking.

�Fuck!� Inuyasha spat as her cool
hand cupped his warm genitals.

�No manners,� she commented, her lips curled with disgust.
�Just like your father.�

�You knew my father?� Inuyasha
asked with surprise.

Her expression of disgust deepened, and without further
explanation she shoved her hand between his lips, capturing his tongue within
the sharp cage of her claws. Crimson blossomed like a blood flower as she neatly
sliced the muscle in two. She started to throw the useless bit away, then hesitated. Ignoring his choked gurgles of pain, she
fussily licked a minute dollop of his blood from the meat. Her fangs flashed
white and then red as she messily ate it down in two gulps, smearing blood
across her face as she hungrily licked her palm clean.

She jolted with unhappy shock as he spit a mixture of blood
and saliva in her face. Snarling with savage anger, she picked him up and threw
him like a rag doll, her eyes lit with violent, eager anticipation as she
watched him smack against a tree trunk and crumple to the ground. Her stalk was
slow and graceful as she glided to where he glared up at her with equal parts
fear and hatred.

Her lips were softly smiling a cruel, knowing smile even as
she slashed four deep furrows across his ribbed abs. She took another step
forward even as he gathered himself to flee, hooking one finger lazily into the
waistline of his pants so that his attempts to stand only succeeded in making him
trip over the tangle of material bunched around his ankles.

�Be a good boy and hold still,� she purred huskily, a quiet,
lethal threat underlying her words.

Amazingly, he paid no heed to her words as he concentrated
on kicking free of the restricting material binding his legs. Her disappointed
sigh was affected; her eyes bright with malicious enjoyment as she stepped onto
one muscular thigh, listening as the bone snapped with a sickening, wet crack. His grunt of pain was his only
acknowledgement that she�d hurt him he kicked her legs out from under her.

An inaudible gasp accompanied her fall when she landed
sprawled across him; mud, grass, and blood marring the white purity of her
clothes. She scrambled to get her arms under her, propping herself up as she
glared down at him with affronted, deadly fury.

His brutally feral parody of a smile elicited a
complementing one of her own as she arranged herself to straddle his hips.
Having effectively captured him, she took a moment to brush her silvery mane out
of her eyes. She caught movement out of the corner of her eye, and without
turning her head she addressed him again.

�Touch me with those filthy hands of yours and I will remove
them,� she informed him with casual surety. Quicker than he could react, her
hands flashed out to encircle his wrists, her motions practiced and smooth as
she twisted until she dislocated both of his shoulders. The flicker of pain in
his furious, terrified amber eyes was like tinder to her flame, igniting her
body to hot, angry, immediate readiness.

Panting softly, she shredded the material of her obi until
the layers of her kimono opened with a soft shush.
Her expression was cruel and sardonic as she took in the way he was staring at
her naked body with helpless male fascination.

�Never seen a female bare before, little virgin?� she mocked
sweetly as she writhed over his hips, grinding her wet folds over his growing
erection. �Be grateful then, for very few inu youkai have ever even dreamed
of having such as I for their first.�

When he choked and coughed in protest, her smile sharpened
with keen enjoyment as he swelled full and long beneath her. Rubbing her
sensitize clitoris against his hardness, she gently touched her face and
skimmed her claws down the alabaster curve of her neck.� He choked again for a very different reason
as her wandering touch ghosted down over collarbone, brushing the silk away
from one perfect breast as she teased the dark, erect tip. His moan echoed hers
as she played with herself, bucking against him with erratic urgency.
Abandoning her nipple, she caressed her belly and abdomen down to her clitoris,
watching with dark, smug enjoyment as his face flushed with excitement.

�Do I please you, half breed?� she teased as she encircled
his engorged erection with her small, pale hand. Her blood stained fangs
flashed as he whimpered when she squeezed him too hard, tormenting him with the
view of his head poised against the opening of her sex. Not until he whimpered
again, closing his eyes as two tears leaked out down his cheeks did she allow
herself to have him, impaling herself with one breathtaking thrust.

Her shudder was one of pure feminine appreciation as he
filled her completely.

�Your hardheaded stupidity is not the only thing you
inherited from your father,� she told him with a roughness like velvet burring
over her regal, cold tones.

He could only throatily gurgle his
protest, his arms flopping uselessly while she rode him ruthlessly, her high,
tight breasts bouncing mere inches from his face. A sweet, gentle blush like
ripe peach darkened her alabaster skin, her cheeks, buttocks, breasts, as her
pleasure swelled to its peak. She spared a moment to smirk with sleek
satisfaction as the hanyou�s eyes glazed over with
single minded obsession at the heady musk of her blatant arousal. The tight
coil of her impending orgasm caught her breath in soft, broken half sighs that
were echoed by the harsh, almost sobs of his rapid panting. His erection
twitched threateningly inside of her and without a change of pace she reached
with clawed fingers to capture the furred softness of his balls.

�Come before I give you permission and I will make sure my son is the only one capable of
carrying on his father�s line,� she hissed menacingly into his contorted face.

He was wise enough to swallow his snarl of outrage, his face
flushed and angry from his struggle to comply. The aching, swollen tip of one
nipple brushed his pliant lips and as one they shuddered. The malicious
enjoyment of baiting him heightened her thrill when she offered him access with
condescending generosity, her claws pricking his skin where she stroked his
sacs with unspoken, subtle threat. His gold eyes were mutinous, his puppy ears
flat back against his skull, yet he obligingly suckled her.

�Pitiful hanyou,� she cajoled him
with mockery, �Sesshoumaru had a more impressive bite
as a nursing infant than you!�

The piercing, star bright burst of pain as his fangs
penetrated her made her gasp and coo with approval. The hard draws of his mouth
pressed the firm flesh of her breast tight against the sharp tips of his teeth,
abrading her sensitive nipple in just the right way that had her body jerking
with the violence of her climax. For a moment she was helpless as she spasmed inside and out, command of the situation slipping
out from under her control. The cruel knowledge was evident in his gaze as he
milked the crest of her orgasm with his mouth at her breast. Her humiliating,
eager mew of vocalization had her
trembling with hot, vengeful ire when the shivers of her body eased.

Composure gradually returned; and dignity demanded she rise
smoothly and gracefully to her feet without so much as
a wobble. She resisted the urge to kick dirt on him to express her disgust,
opting instead to retrieve her discarded obi with affected casualness. The
residual ache between her legs, the twinge of reminder as she walked made her
inner, feminine, primitive demon smack its chops with complacent, satisfied
contentment. Like the mercurial sky where she made her home, her mood shifted
and she abruptly decided that it pleased her to keep him for her amusement.
Anticipation of the way her fucking his brother would upset the fragile
composure of her son had her lips curling with dark glee.

Upon seeing her expression, the hanyou
whimpered, and that amused her too. Her smile was perfect, pale and fine as
porcelain upon her china doll face, as she wrapped the dirty, grass stained,
bloody boy in the downy, silky fur of her youkino.
Agile as her son�s, it effectively smothered Inuyasha�s
efforts to escape. Her fingers were gentle as she stroked the cheek she�d
bruised, ignoring the panic widening his eyes as she lifted them off the
ground.

�Poor child,� she crooned. �Poor savage without a mother�s
love to guide him.�

He snapped ineffectively at her, and her response was
immediate as she pinched the sore spot, digging in with her nails until he
whined. Again her touch turned to tender caress; her body pressing intimately
against his as her hunger for his flesh blossomed anew. His whimper was of very
male distress as she suggestively rubbed herself against him.

�Worry not, my pet,� she assured him. �I shall personally
make sure you never suffer from neglect.�

Her expression was one of delight as the first of many tears
rolled with diamond brilliance down his cheek. Her embrace was at once
proprietary and possessive as she gathered him impossibly close before landing
behind the walls of her private garden. Demure, efficient, dog faced maidens
rushed out to do her bidding, yet she refused to yield her new dalliance to
their expert hands, preferring instead to taunt them with her latest
acquisition. Any one of them would gladly spread her legs for the impure blood
running through his veins on the off chance they might birth a child of her
husband�s line. And so it suited her well to torture them and him by making a
show of bathing the dirt and blood from his naked, shivering, well built form.
The crippling awkwardness of his modesty tickled her twisted sense of humor,
and so right before the jealous, hungry, lustful eyes of her attendants she
coaxed him to full erection and took him again. Mortification held him stiff
and unresisting beneath her; the prospect of doing it again was enough to quiet
him to resigned, angry compliance as she lead him into her sleeping chamber and
spread her legs so he could lick her clean of their combined cum.

At last, lazy and sated, she allowed him to crawl away into
a corner to collapse with physical and emotional exhaustion. She lingered long
enough to make sure he was out cold, then rose and pulled on a robe as she
exited. Her steward was beside himself with shock as she ordered him to procure
a ten course meal fit for a queen. Watching her servant squirm like a worm on a
hook was entertainment enough to keep her preoccupied as the legions he
commanded produced food from somewhere. The satisfaction of a full stomach
inclined her to mercy as she instructed him to keep a supply of every kind of
new or rare delicacy available for her consumption.

�But�my lady�how soon do you anticipate needing these
things?� he babbled hysterically.

�As soon as I want them,� she replied with smooth
confidence, smiling a guillotine smile his direction. �I anticipate my
appetites needing constant attention for some time.�

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