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Evil rising, Litch Queen of the western continent	By : dragondeedee3 Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 16208 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or anything pertaining to Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahashi dose. I make no money from writing this story, it is for hobby only.

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Chapter 5. The palace and reports of undead creatures.

It was nearly noon time when the small group finally caught back up with Sesshomaru.

The demon lord was standing at the edge of a large clearing waiting for them.

“Could you possibly walked any slower?” Sesshomaru growled.

“Could you possibly be any more of an asshole?” Inuyasha Growled back.

Sesshomaru walked straight up and punched Inuyasha square in the jaw. The hanyou sailed back wards a few feet, leaving a trench in the ground.

“Would anyone else care to question this Sesshomaru?”

Everyone nervously shook their heads no.

“Very well then.”

The demon lord turned on his heels and started into the clearing.

Inuyasha struggled to his feet in time to see his pack following after the demon lord.

“Damn traitors.” He jumped to catch up with them. “I turn my back for one second and you lot leave me lying in the dirt, some friends you turned out to be.”

“Come now Inuyasha, we were just demonstrating our faith in your ability to recover quickly.” Miroku appeased.

“Sure you were monk.”

“What are you mad at us for Inuyasha?” Shippo demanded. “Sesshomaru is the one that punched you.”

“I know he's an asshole, you guy's were supposed to be on my side though. Not leaving me in the dirt!”

“He is very persuasive.” Miroku assured.

All talking and teasing stopped as the bickering companions crested the hill in the clearing and were met with the breath taking sight of Sesshomaru's palace.

It was beautiful, and enormous. The structure was all rich, deep wood colors, with red and gold banners, decorative sculptures of inu and oriental overlapping roofs.

The entire palace and surrounding village were encompassed by a massive bordering wall. A gate on the western side lead out to a sea port, with marinas, ships, docks and a buzzing market place.

“Wow when you said west, you really meant far west.” Miroku awed.

Sesshomaru lead the way though one of the giant gates of the border wall, guarded by two foreign looking demons. They knelt and bowed their heads as the demon lord passed.

“My lord. “ They greeted in unison, before getting back to their feet and glaring as everyone else passed through.

As the group approached the main entrance to the palace, sounds of a scuffling commotion could be heard.

Sesshomaru raised his hand to massage the bridge of his nose. He sighed, coming to a stop just before a young male demon came racing out of the palace.

The little demon tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground. He had short, spiky, purple hair, red eyes and some kind of strange tattoo like scarring on one side of his face.

“Chrono!!!” A female voice from inside bellowed.

The small demon on the ground quickly scrambled back away from the door.

“Lilly I said I'm sorry. Please calm down.” The young demon, Chrono apparently, pleaded.

A young female, neko demon, with long lilac colored hair and a set of neko ears, with matching neko tail, charged out the doors. She was carrying a long metal staff topped with a crescent blade and some kind of crystal.

She marched up to the young demon on the ground, grabbed him by the collar and began to verbally assault him.

“YOU! You perverted little devil. You face planted into my boobs and you're sorry? What the hell were you doing in the bath house anyway, you peeking tom?!”

She held up the staff and it began to glow with a blue energy. The sky suddenly darkened, a demonic wind started whipping around and thunder and lightning lit the sky.

“Ahhh! Lilly stop please, I said I'm sorry. It was just an accident, I was only bringing you a towel.” Chrono implored, voice squeaking in a prepubescent kind of way.

A blue aura started swirling around the staff and the girl wielding it. She pointed the weapon menacingly at the younger demon cowering before her.

“Lilly.” Sesshomaru's calm, chiding voice interrupted.

The entire turbulent storm evaporated down to nothing in less than a second and the young neko turned a beamingly happy face to the demon lord that had addressed her. She rushed over to him and quickly bowed.

“Lord Sesshomaru, you've returned. I'm so happy to see you.” Her voice was sweet and innocent.

“Lilly, it will not please me if you destroy Chrono.” Sesshomaru scolded with a tired voice.

“Oh ... Right, sorry lord Sesshomaru.” She sulked.

“I require your services in my office. Go and wait for me there.” Sesshomaru ordered, pointing off towards the palace.

Lilly bowed and hurried back inside.

“Chrono, you will collect yourself and locate a servant. Have them inform the kitchen staff that my centennial has arrived and I will require the usual increase. Also inform them that there are ninjen among the guests, so they can make the appropriate accommodations.”

Chrono sat up into a kneeling position. “Yes my lord.”

“Inuyasha, you and your pack stay with Chrono. I do not need you wandering about unsupervised and causing even more commotion.”

“Where are you going?” Inuyasha questioned.

“I am going to bathe, so I may remove your retched scent from my person.” Sesshomaru coldly informed before striding off toward the palace doors.

Inuyasha caught his gaze drifting to the demon lord's back side as he walked away and mentally slapped himself in the face.

'Hentai.'

Jaken immediately scurried after the demon lord seeking orders and Chrono approached the group with a friendly smile and a warmly timid voice.

“Sorry no one seems every welcoming. Lord Sesshomaru gets like this during centennial, and Lilly was just upset. My name's Chrono nice to meet you.” He extended his hand toward Inuyasha.

It seemed that the strange tattoo scarring might cover one whole side of the young demons body, it at least came down far enough to cover the hand that was held out.

“Inuyasha, and don't let him fool you, lord dick head is like that all the time.” Inuyasha grumbled.

He ignored the out stretched hand, so Sango took it, welcoming the kind gesture, while glaring disapprovingly at Inuyasha.

“Pleased to meet you, I am Sango, and this is Miroku, Shippo and Kirara.”

Miroku shook the small demon's hand next.

“You'll have to excuse Inuyasha, he's had an interesting morning, you might say he woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Miroku chuckled over his little inside joke, while Inuyasha cracked his knuckles giving him a death glare.

“I'm warning you monk.”

Shippo looked up at the strange new demon, curiously sniffing at him.

“What kind of demon are you? I can't even smell your yokai.”

“That's because I don't have one, I'm a time demon. My kind can stop time momentarily, and move around freely while everyone else is frozen.” Chrono explained.

“That's different.” Shippo replied.

“Ya, there aren't a lot of my kind, so I guess it's not very common.” Chrono reported. “Well any way, come on I'll show you around.”

He ushered Inuyasha and his pack into the palace.

The room they entered was enormous and brightly lit. Murals of inu decorated the walls. A long stair case came down into the middle of the room with two detailed stone sculptures of inu, sitting at the base of each banister. Under the stair case was an arched hall way leading out into a massive, elaborate garden.

Blossoming trees reached skyward all around and flowering vines dangled from every structure. A stone walk way ran the entire border on the ground floor and above it on the second floor a balcony walk way ran the same path. Vines clung to all the railings and to the spiral stairs connecting the two levels on either side of the garden.

Large rock sculptures were scattered about here and there with vibrant green moss and small vines growing on them. A small stream flowed in from somewhere to fill a beautiful pond, brimming with lilies and giant koi.

“This is the central courtyard. The fastest way to get anywhere is through here.” Chrono explained.

Chrono followed the walk way to the right and lead the group into an enormous room with four large tables.

“The dinning hall.” He gestured around. “And the kitchen.” He pointed to a swinging door to the left.

“If you'll wait here I am just going to speak with the staff for a minute.” He politely informed them, then disappeared into the kitchen.

Muffled voices and clanging metal could be heard from inside.

“Wow this place is amazing.” Shippo exclaimed.

“It is quite the sight to behold.” Miroku agreed.

“It's to fancy if you ask me.” Inuyasha grumbled while looking around.

There were huge windows letting light pour in, the tables were arranged neatly, marvelously polished wood set low to the ground and surrounded with red and gold cushions.

Stairs at the far end lead to an upper level with a large open area you would be able to look down on the dinning hall from.

Chrono emerged from the kitchen fallowed by a tall, lanky demon with short wispy cream colored hair and darkly tanned skin. He like the guards looked foreign.

“This is Rakai, he's the head chef and overseer of the kitchen. He'll be taking care of your meals while you're here.” Chrono introduced.

“This will be my first time ever cooking for a ninjen. Perhaps you could give me a few suggestions about what is safe for you to ingest.”

Sango and Miroku discussed human food safety 101 with the demon cook. Then Chrono lead the group on a short tour of the palace. He showed them the galleries, the library, the archive, other gardens and also took them over to the guest wing and showed them their rooms.

Each room was uniquely lavish and extravagantly decorated. Colorful silks decked the walls in tasteful combinations. The beds were mounded with pillows and expensive materials. Custom carved, ornate wooden furniture, in a variety of rich red glossy finishes, were well placed about each of the rooms.

Chrono continued on with the tour, pointing out the location of the foundry as they passed by it and described that the armory was located blow, in the basement level.

The next room Chrono entered was spectacular, the floor was the first thing to catch the eye. The light oak paneling, was polished until it nearly glowed and painted very large in the center was the inu royal families insignia. The design was done in a deep rich red. It was three interlocking hexagons with a blossom in the middle of each.

“This would be the dojo.” Chrono explained.

White rice paper walls illuminated the colossal room with brilliant sunlight that was beaming on them from outside and scattered about the room, all kinds of fancy weapons and decorative scrolls hung from the walls.

“Wow this is magnificent.” Miroku commented, while looking around in awe.

There were a small group of soldiers, training at the far end of the dojo and standing across the room from Inuyasha's group, were two, more official looking demons. One was a tall blond with short spiky hair, he had the scent of a badger demon. The other was a medium hight, with short messy, brown hair, that hung into his eyes, he carried the sent of an otter demon.

When the two noticed Chrono, they stopped conversing and approached the time demon. They both gave a quick bow before speaking.

“Capitan, we just received word that another village was attacked by more of those undead creatures.” The blond declared.

“Send one of the available parties to aid the village. Has there been any further attacks on our border?” Chrono asked.

“No sir.” The brunet responded.

“Good, let's try to keep it that way. Our lord is not going to be in any sort of mood for dealing with attacks on the palace.” Chrono informed.

“Yes sir.” The two bowed again in unison.

Inuyasha and his pack were looking from Chrono, who appeared to be no older than a fourteen year old human, to the more official looking demons, that seemed to be in the age range of twenty to thirty.

“Capitan? But your just a kid.” Inuyasha questioned disbelievingly.

“How young do you think I am?” Chrono asked with a smirk.

“A couple centuries, if that.” Inuyasha scoffed.

“I don't know exactly how old I am but it's way older than that. My kind don't age. We have a small, younger looking form, which I'm in now and a large, older looking one. It kind of works the same as lord Sesshomaru's true form. The larger one is only needed for battle and the smaller one conserves energy.” He explained.

“Oh.” Inuyasha replied, not entirely convinced that the little demon could be all that much older than himself.

“Chrono, what was that you were just talking about with those other demons, some kind of creatures attacking?” Miroku inquired.

“Yes, three nights ago a group of strange undead creatures were trying to get through the western gate. They were easy enough to destroy but it seems like there are other groups of them attacking the surrounding villages now. Our best guess so far is that they are looking for something, but we don't know what.” Chrono explained.

“What sort of undead creature were they?” Sango asked. “Maybe the type of creature they are, would have something to do with why they are attacking.”

“Well that's the strange part. They weren't just one kind of creature. They were combinations of creatures. Like some experiment gone horribly wrong.” Chrono explained.

“Hum, that is strange.” Miroku concurred.

“I need to go and report this to lord Sesshomaru before we finish the tour. So just follow me this way please.”

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Mean while Sesshomaru had gone strait to his room, stripped off his armor and clothing, then descended the stairs to his privet underground spring.

The spring cascaded down a miniature waterfall into a large, hand carved pool in the stone floor, then filtered down into the natural spring system below. The steam that rolled off the water created a hazy fog throughout the immense room and sounds of the water bubbling and trickling echoed around the cavern.

The demon lord stepped into the pool, submerged himself and leaned back into the comfortable contours of the carved rock formation.

Massaging the back of his neck to relieve some of its tension, he sighed in frustration. The events of the past few days concerning Inuyasha, were weighing heavily on his nerves. Waking to find himself embracing the filthy cur, had been the last straw. His yokai influenced behaviors were outrageously indignant and now he was being made to physically scrub the mongrels ridiculously appealing scent from his very person.

Sesshomaru absently lathered himself with bathing oil while thinking things over. He rubbed his hands up and down his arms, and over his neck, then down his chest and abs to curl around his swollen member. He unthinkingly began to stroke himself as his mental banter continued.

It was completely absurd that his yokai would desire such contact with a hanyou. He was one hundred percent certain that none of this would be happening if it were not for their fathers ill conceived decision to betroth the irksome half breed to him.

'Father, why would you make such a foolish decision, and so completely against my wishes? … You had always valued my opinion and respected my preferences before.'

The demon lord sighed again, unaware that his hand was still languidly stroking and slowly increasing speed.

Sesshomaru had made a vow to himself that he would absolutely never take another mate, much less one not of his own choosing. That was not about to change now, centennial or not, he had worked to hard, for all of Inuyasha's life to ensure that, A. - Inuyasha never found out about the betrothal and, B. - Even if he did, the hanyou would never want such a union.

A quiet moan and slight thrust of the demon lord's hips, went un-noticed as his thoughts rambled on.

He would simply have to wait until the hanyou expired, Sesshomaru thought. After all a demon lord of his stature would long out live a mere hanyou. So long as he could avoid actually mating the fool and completing the betrothal bound; Inuyasha would die off sooner or later and he would be free of the entire, miserably repugnant situation.

It was beyond irritating that the betrothal bound prevented him from being able to put an end to the mutt himself. However, it certainly wouldn't do, to allow someone else the pleasure of killing the little annoyance. So there it was, he would simply have to out live Inuyasha.

Sesshomaru moaned again, running his thumb over the sensitive head of his arousal and continued to thrust into the tightening grip of his hand.

Waiting to out live Inuyasha, of course came with the rick that during the demon lord's moments of weakness, such as his centennial for example, his yokai would be given the opportunity to posses him and possibly mate the half breed. Then the insufferable fool would live as long as he did, and that was completely unacceptable.

Sesshomaru moaned louder, tilting his head back as his fingers gripped his aching erection and suddenly froze.

The realization of what he was doing hit the demon lord like a ton of bricks. He stood and exited the springs without even finishing his bath and was headed to see his healer immediately. She would be able to place a ward on him that would restrict the unwanted influence of his rebellious yokai.

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Inuyasha and his crew followed Chrono along the court yard walk way to a massive, elaborate set of doors located to the left of the main entrance.

“This is the south west wing, lord Sesshomaru's personal chambers.” Chrono disclosed, while ushering the small group inside.

“Why am I not surprised?” Inuyasha griped, looking at all the detailed carvings on the doors.

After going through, the small group found themselves in a vestibule, lager than Kaede's hut. Outstanding murals of inu, vivid in color and of fine quality, canvased the walls. The room was spacious and empty except for two other doors, which were carved with the same artistic detail as the first, and a pair of enormous inu sculptures which framed the entry way on the left.

Inuyasha could just barely make out voices coming from somewhere in one of the next rooms.

“I am afraid I've done all I can my lord, the spell is much less effective when the intended is near by.”

That was the young neko demon's voice.

“There must be something else that can be done.” Sesshomaru's voice responded.

Shippo had asked a question and Chrono was answering him but Inuyasha was more interested in eavesdropping on the muffled conversation from the other room.

“Have you told him?” Lilly's voice asked.

“No, that is not what I brought him here for, and my opinion on the subject has not changed.” Sesshomaru sounded annoyed.

“But what if your yokai...”

“I will not allow it!” Sesshomaru cut her off. “You will work on a barrier to surround the palace, if it comes down to it, I will leave and the barrier will keep me out.” He ordered.

“Yes my lord.” The neko obediently replied.

“You are dismissed.”

Chrono had just lead Inuyasha's group through the door on the right, into a hall way, when the door at the opposite end opened and Lilly came out. As she passed them in the corridor, she glared at Chrono.

“Hentai.” She hissed, then beamed a smile at everyone else.

'Well that sounds familiar'. Inuyasha thought, rolling his eyes.

Chrono sighed before continuing to lead them to Sesshomaru's office.

After being summoned to enter Chrono went inside gesturing for everyone to follow.

The office, what a surprise, was huge like everything else. The walls were lined with shelves and cabinets, full of books, scrolls and different parchment. Sesshomaru sat behind an excessively large wooden desk, which was just as rich and finely crafted as everything in the palace. It was piled with scrolls, letters, and announcements. There was an ink well and quill, a wax letter seal and some wax and various parchment scattered about.

Inuyasha could tell by the concentration of the demon lord's scent, that this room was where Sesshomaru spent the majority of his time ….......…

How boring.

Inuyasha never was jealous that Sesshomaru got to be lord, but if he were, this room alone would change his mind.

No amount of power would make him want to trade his freedom away for all this responsibility.

Chrono bowed before he spoke.

“I am prepared to give report my lord.”

Sesshomaru inclined his head in approval.

“There was a small disturbance near the border wall, three days ago. Our troops handled it with out incident. But there have been reports from surrounding villages that they are being attacked. We have already sent parties to help in the villages and we have scouts looking into the source of these disturbances.”

Chrono went on to describe the details of the creatures, Sesshomaru kept his indifferent gaze in place but inside he was fuming.

'Because the acceptance ceremony, my centennial, and the damned betrothal weren't enough to burden my mind, now some undead abominations are attacking my lands.'

Sesshomaru sat back and massaged the bridge of his nose.

“I trust everything else is in order.”

“Yes my lord.”

“Very well, make sure that Inuyasha and his companions are acquainted with the black talons, it would be most unfortunate if they did not recognize the group before night fall.” Sesshomaru directed.

“Yes my lord.”

Sesshomaru dismissed them and Chrono lead the group back outside of the palace.

“What's a black talon?” Shippo asked.

“It's a dragon beast from the continent, they hunt by sent and guard the palace at night. Anyone with a sent they don't recognize, they kill.” Chrono explained.

The small time demon took the group over to the stables and introduced them to the massive black scaly animals. Each one had a long sleek muscular body, whip-like tail, enormous deadly talons, black feral eyes, a long snout, rowed with sharp fangs and spine, ridged with spikes.

These creatures were not at all like Ah-Un and everyone was uneasy around them until the beasts started to calm, after adjusting to five new scents from the group of strangers.

Chrono continued to show Inuyasha and crew around the palace, until it was time for the evening meal and then took them back to the dinning hall.

Inside, Lilly was laying, belly down on the stairs, kicking her feet and swatting at the staff of two heads while Jaken tried to talk with two other demons that looked to be guards.

“Stop that you stupid cat, I am trying to discuss a very important matter.” Jaken wailed.

When the neko caught sight of Chrono, she quickly abandoned harassing the kappa and stomped over to start in on the time demon again.

“Finally, I've been waiting all day for this.”

She leaped over a table, twirling her staff over her head and brought it crashing down right in the spot Chrono had been standing, but the small demon vanished before it connected. He instantly reappeared right behind Lilly.

“Come on, you know it was an accident Lilly. I would never touch you on purpose.” Chrono pleaded.

“I know, that doesn't mean I don't still want to kick your ass.”

She lunged for him again and again he was just gone, appearing across the room this time.

Lilly tore off across the room after him, leaping tables, dodging stairs, hopping a few guards and a battle ensued. The two young demons race through out the whole dinning hall, doing all sorts of acrobatics and stunts to chase one another.

It all came screeching to a halt when Sesshomaru entered the dinning hall looking rather unamused.

“I do believe the dojo is a more appropriate location for such activities. I will not have you two encouraging the destruction of my palace.” Sesshomaru reprimanded.

Lilly and Chrono both dropped to their knees in apology.

“Yes my lord.” They chimed in unison.

Once everyone was settled at the tables, the food was served and the meal began.

Sango and Miroku made some small talk with Lilly and Chrono, trying to be polite, while Inuyasha and Shippo engaged in a gorging contest, with special awards for the sloppiest eater; Kirara sat close to Sango eating from her little dish on the floor.

After the food, everyone continued their conversations, enjoying the finer drinks that had been brought out. The group learned that Lilly had been a sex slave on the continent before Sesshomaru had unintentionally rescued her and that's why she hated being touched. They also learned that Chrono had joined forces with Inuyasha's and Sesshomaru's father long before Sesshomaru had been born and had been a servant to the family ever since.

While talking, most of the group sipped sake from a very elegant choko cups but Sesshomaru drank from a tall skinny glass. It was filled with the most bizarre looking crystal blue liquid.

Inuyasha watched, wrapped in curiosity as the edge of the glass returned to rest between the demon lords lips, with the tip of his tongue just touching the brim. Sesshomaru slightly inclined his head and the liquid spilled into him mouth to be washed down the pale column of his throat. Then the glass retreated from the embrace of those soft, cool, lips and the demon lord's tongue snaked out to claim a drop that glistened there, threatening to spill over.

Inuyasha unconsciously mimicked the action with his own tongue, wetting his lower lip.

“Inuyasha, you are staring. Would I be correct in assuming that you wish to partake in a sample?” Sesshomaru quietly asked.

'Your lips or the drink?' Inuyasha thought before mentally slapping himself again.

“What is it?” He asked.

“A rather potent demon liqueur.” Sesshomaru explained after taking another sip.

“Ya I'll try it.”

Sesshomaru passed him a glass and Inuyasha cautiously tasted the strange liquid.

“Wow, that's actually, pretty good.” He took another drink, followed by a larger gulp and then another.

“I would advice that you pace yourself, hanyou.”

“Why? It barely tastes like there's any alcohol in this at all.” Inuyasha said gulping down another swig.

Sesshomaru smirked.

“Very well, do as you please.”

“I will, damn it. And there's nothin you can do to stop me.” Inuyasha defiantly reported.

Sesshomaru ignored the childish remark and moved on to other business.

“Your acceptance ceremony will be held in two days, before the evening meal. It will take place on the cliff facing the ocean, behind the palace. There is no speech you will be required to recite, all you must do is bare your right shoulder when the time comes.”

Inuyasha looked up from an empty glass with glossy eyes and a drunken blush, dusting his nose and cheeks and grinned, licking all the remnant of the liquor off of his lips.

“It macks ma tong fweel, tinggly.” He slurred.

“Your tolerance for alcohol is equally as pathetic as your swordsmanship hanyou.”

Everyone laughed when the poor hanyou flopped over to pass-out on the floor.

Conversations continued and the night pressed on, eventually Inuyasha sobered up and everyone started filtering out of the dinning hall.

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That night Sesshomaru lay awake in his bed, restlessly turning from side to side. His yokai had gotten a taste of sleeping curled around the warmth of the hanyou's smaller body, and now it buzzed with the desire to press itself against that soft, sweet, alluring, skin once more.

Sesshomaru buried his head into his pillows and growled.

“I refuse. I will not take the half breed into my bed, weather it be for the purpose of sleeping or any number of the other reasons you have seen fit to plague my mind with.”

His yokai raged within, it was determined to have it's way and the demon lord would not be permitted to rest until it did.

Mean while Inuyasha and his crew went off to their own rooms, ready to turn in for the night. Inuyasha locked the door to his room, leaned back against it and sighed, looking appreciatively at the bed.

A real bed, behind a locking door, with pillows and warm, soft blankets. The only time he had ever had a bed of his own, was when he lived with his mother in her father's palace. Back then he had been to young to fully appreciate the privacy that came with a locking door and a bed of your own. Now however, he dove face first onto the bed and sprawled over onto his back. He could rub one out in here as many times as he wanted, without ever having to worry about someone walking by and seeing, or someone sneaking up and catching him.

The eager hanyou tugged his hakama down to his knees, wiggling his hips free of the material. Then happily wrapped his fingers around his already half hardened dick and started stroking himself. He thrust up into his hand, pumping quickly and pressed a pillow over his face so he could moan without being heard.

His hips rose and fell with each rapid stroke, his grip tightened and he pumped faster. It was amazing, there were no sounds of movement out in the forest or the call of what ever night time animal happened to be passing by, to disturb him. He could just close his eyes and loose himself to the pleasure.

Inuyasha pumped harder, his back arched up off the bed and his toes curled. He stopped caring about the pillow and bit into the back of his wrist as all of his muscles went ridged, the small amount of pain was enough to spill him over. He threw his head back and moaned as the orgasm washed over him.

The gleeful hanyou relaxed back onto the mattress and blankets with a content sigh but never stopped moving his hand. He continued to slowly, lazily stroke himself, until he was at full attention and ready to go again.

It took longer each time and more self inflicted pain, however he pumped himself to completion three more times before collapsing back onto the sheets and finally letting sleep claim him.

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Back with Sesshomaru, three quarters of the night had passed and he was still restlessly tossing and turning. His yokai paced within the confines of his mind, refusing to give the demon lord rest.

Sesshomaru sat strait up in bed and snarled.

“For all the indignant, irrational ..... Fine, I will go and speak with the hanyou, then will you grant this Sesshomaru a moments peace?”

Exasperated, he flung the covers off and stomped over to his clothing stand, grabbed his night yukata, threw it on, grabbed the master key from its shelf and silently exited his room. He moved through the halls and corridors undetected until he reached Inuyasha's door. He opened it with out making a sound and slipped inside, closing it behind him.

The room was literally filled with the sent of aroused hanyou. The demon lord slowly turned around and looked upon the sleeping form of Inuyasha; his kimono was a bit disheveled and spread open. The hanyou's silky white hair was fanned out around him and he was breathing softly through parted lips. The pup looked incredibly peaceful and oblivious to the threatening presence that had just entered his room.

As Sesshomaru stood watching and contemplating what to do, Inuyasha unconsciously shifted around in his sleep, thrusting his hips up a few times and moaned quietly.

Sesshomaru swallowed. This was not going to improve his dwindling control over his yokai.

Suddenly Inuyasha shot strait up, panting and in a panic.

Sesshomaru, not being entirely prepared to face the pup, in this condition, masked his scent and pressed himself into a shadow at the corner of the room, virtually disappearing from sight.

Inuyasha sat blinking wide eyes into the dark empty room.

'That was a damn vivid dream, I could swear I even smelt Sesshomaru's scent......... And the things he was doing to me.' Inuyasha shivered.

He had been so close to getting off in his dream, and now he was throbbing for release all over again; as if he hadn't already gotten off three times earlier that night.

He looked around; he was still alone, behind a locked door …..... What would it feel like if he did one of the things from his dream, to himself?

The hanyou pushed the covers back and pulled his hakama down again. He grasped his aching member in one hand, slowly stroking it. While he timidly sucked two of the fingers on his other hand.

He was nervous because he had never done anything like this before, he had dreamed about it plenty of times, but he never had the chance to experiment.

Sesshomaru watched in horror as the hanyou began to pleasure himself and his yokai started bleeding to the surface. He couldn't move, couldn't take his eyes away, for fear that if he did his yokai would take complete control and force him to mate the erotic half breed.

Once his fingers were lathered in a thick coat of saliva, Inuyasha reached down between his legs. He started by just rubbing one finger around his entrance, he swallowed nervously, but it felt good so he kept going.

He continued to stroke himself while he gingerly began to slide one finger inside the tight ring of muscles and moaned as it entered him.

This wasn't so bad.

He gently slid it in and out.

It actually felt pretty good.

He moved his hips a little, pressing deeper inside and thrusting into his hand.

“Mmmmm.” It felt really good.

He moved his finger in and out faster, pushing deeper inside.

Sesshomaru's breathing became a little heavier as he struggled to keep control of his rebellious body and the growing need to sate his own desires.

“Ahhh.” Inuyasha began thrusting into his gripping palm, at the same pace that he was penetrating himself.

He wanted more, he slid the second finger in along side the first.

“Ah ahhh ahhhh.” It felt so good.

He pushed deeper and his fingers slid over a small bump. He arched up off the bed, moaning loudly and quickly grabbed a pillow, shoving it over his face to muffle the sound.

Oh, that was unexpected. He moved his fingers over the spot again and writhed in pleasure.

'What is that?' He thought as he pressed against it again.

“Aaahhhhh.”

He rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into the pillows and thrusting his desirous manhood into the blankets, as he slid his fingers in and out, continuously rubbing over that little amazing spot. He rocked his hips back into the penetrating motion and bit his lip, in an effort to control his lusty moaning, as he thrust his fingers faster.

Sesshomaru's claws dug into the wall he was clinging so desperately to. He wouldn't loose control, he wouldn't loose control, he wouldn't loose control.

Inuyasha raised his hind end up off the bed to get a better angle and have better access to his yearning member.

He cried out into the pillows, writhing and rocking his hips.

So close, just a little more.

He moved faster, abandoning all reserve and shyness.

Faster and deeper, his muscles contracted in anticipation of the release.

He needed more.

He forced a third finger in and the intrusion made his body go ridged.

“Yes, oh fuck yes!” He howled into the muffling material as he spilled out onto the sheets.

His body spasmed and jerked as the orgasm crashed over him. He could feel the walls of his entrance clenching and gripping his fingers, happily as he basked in the pleasure. Now completely sated, the content hanyou shivered as he slowly removed them.

He threw the covers over the mess of semen on th sheets and collapsed weakly, face-down onto the mattress.

'That was amazing.' he thought as his eyes drifted shut and sleep reclaimed his mind.

The moment Inuyasha was unconscious Sesshomaru bolted. He was out of that room and down the hall like someone had lit his tail on fire.

His yokai was practically rolling with silent laughter in the forefront of his mind. It was perfectly content now and would have no problem leaving the demon lord alone to deal with the salacious need that had welled up inside his body.

In denying his yokai the simple comfort of being close to the hanyou, he had quite nearly lost complete control and allowed the incorrigible beast to take advantage of the lusty mutt.

Sesshomaru reentered his room, flopped irritably onto his bed and returned to burying his head in the mound of pillows.

Tomorrow promised to be a very long and trying day.
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