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Compromise	By : kokkeichan Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1238 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Compromise
Author: Cheza-chan
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: SessMiro, InuHojou
Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha. All I own are the first two movies on DVD. You can have �em if you want to sue me.
A/N: A moving process� The final chapter. Now I can start updating again�
Chapter Six � Abandonment
�Ta-da!� Kagome shook out Sesshoumaru kimono, a broad grin on her flushed face.
Sango and Mirouku noticed the bandages adorning her fingers and the man stood from where he sat and walked over to hug her. He felt the youkai�s deadly youki reaching out to him. �This means so much to Sesshoumaru.� The monk glanced back at his lover, blue eyes narrowed. �Doesn�t it?�
The lord was too busy glaring at the girl. She smiled nervously and shoved the outfit against Mirouku�s chest, pushing him back. �I just don�t want him catching a cold,� she muttered, turning her back to them.
Mirouku smiled, �Arigato, Kagome-sama.� He sat beside the youkai and placed a hand to Sesshoumaru�s bandaged chest. �Do you feeling up to moving? It�s been two weeks and you should let the blood circulate.�
Sesshoumaru glared at Kagome, who was looking at them over her shoulder, then at Sango. They received the silent but oddly loud message and gathered what belonged to them then left. Mirouku smiled and waited for Sesshoumaru as the silver-haired being rose; the sheets pooled around his feet. He snatched his kimono from the chuckling human and slowly, carefully, began dressing. �What about that woman�s ward?� he asked when he was finished.
�Take my hand?� the brunet said, holding out his hand. Sesshoumaru stared at it as though touching it would truly end his life and finished tying his sash. �You can�t get out unless you do.� Mirouku�s blue eyes reflected the deviousness hidden behind his broad grin. He wiggled his fingers, his other hand grasping his staff. They stood for almost five minutes with neither side relenting.
The youkai finally clasped his mate�s hand and Mirouku laughed, pulling him along. Both men felt the effects of the spell wash over them as they stepped out of the hut. Sesshoumaru dropped the other�s hand immediately. He was going left�the exit was in that direction�but Mirouku wouldn�t allow it. �Bouzo� For two weeks, I�ve seen nothing but pathetic humans scurrying about their meaningless lives. I don�t even stay in a village I�m raiding this long.�
Mirouku groaned and rubbed the back of his neck. �You�re so difficult. You can barely move by yourself.� Sesshoumaru scowled and grabbed the other�s arm and began dragging him to the village�s exit. Mirouku smiled and fell in step beside the youkai with a bright smile on his face. Once out of sight of the villagers, he pushed the monk ahead of him.
�You move fast when you�re angry, though,� Mirouku drawled, raising his staff. He placed it behind his head, across both shoulders, and draped his arms over it. He smiled sweetly, studying the other�s expression. �You�re thinking� �what the hell was I thinking getting involved with you�, right?�
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and emitted a smug scoff as he smirked. �More along the lines of: �should I take him right here?� It�s been almost eight months, monk.�
Mirouku�s eyes widened slightly and he stepped back. �You�re hurt��
�Why do you think I agreed to your little stroll? I was content before with just regaining my strength, but now�� Sesshoumaru snatched the staff away, now currently positioned behind the frantic human. �Like you said, I need to let the blood� circulate. What do you say, bouzo? Care to tell the entire village you�re no longer looking for a female mate?�
Mirouku shook his head fiercely, face burning, and spun, taking back what doubled as a weapon and a walking stick for him. The youkai lord slowly advanced, a predatory gleam in his blazing, golden eyes. �We don�t have to go all the way,� he drawled, reaching for the monk�s dark robes. �Only enough so you can be satisfied. You already reek of lust.� Mirouku blushed and swiped feebly at the other with his staff. He froze, swallowing hard against the clawed fingers pressed to his neck.
�Don�t tempt me,� Sesshoumaru growled, the sound rumbling from deep within as he nibbled on the human�s soft lobe. �You can�t escape me and I won�t let you.� Mirouku pulled the hand away and turned to offer the youkai his most disarming smile. Sesshoumaru smirked and claimed the inviting mouth.
Mirouku was a little surprised at the gentleness of the kiss but relaxed into it, immediately parting his lips. The youkai�s tongue slipped in, deliberately avoiding the human�s. Mirouku used his free hand to tangle his fingers in the silky silver hair as he sought out Sesshoumaru�s elusive tongue. The youkai pulled away with a smirk and slid his hand down the front of the robes. Mirouku gasped softly, leaning into the touch and tightening his hold on the silver locks.
Sesshoumaru�s mouth claimed his once more, tongue caressing Mirouku�s, just as the robes fell open. The monk pulled away quickly, his face flushed, and drew the folds back together. He hissed and his staff fell from his hand as he was forced against nearest tree. �You gave me your consent,� Sesshoumaru reminded his mate. He nibbled playfully at the exposed flesh of Mirouku�s neck as his hand sought out the heat between the human�s legs.
Mirouku whimpered, squeezing Sesshoumaru�s shoulders tightly. The youkai chuckled against the human�s neck and slowly pumped the hard organ in his hand. He used a clawed finger to trace the vein on the underside of Mirouku�s engorged member before teasing the slit at the tip. Tears came to the brunet�s eyes and he bucked his hips, seeking immediate release. Sesshoumaru decided it was time for a change of plans. He removed his hand and raised his hand to his lips, licking a single digit to taste the familiarity of his lover.
�Sesshou� maru� please.�
�Can you hold on a few more moments, monk?�
Mirouku bit down on his bottom lip, trembling, and slowly nodded. The western lord smirked and drew the human against him. He stooped so the staff could be retrieved then headed off in the vicinity of his castle.
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Holding his robes closed, Mirouku stared around the large room in the castle left behind to Inu no Taisen�s oldest heir. He didn�t have the time to enjoy being back here for Sesshoumaru propelled him toward the bed, forcing him to lose all clothes along the way. The dark fabrics landed with a dull thud on the floor but the staff clanked noisily.
Mirouku turned to assist his lover out of his own kimono but the backs of his knees hit the edge of the bed and he fell onto it unceremoniously. A faint blush covered the bridge of his nose and Sesshoumaru smirked, shrugging out of the top layer of his usual wears. With no armor, it was an easy task. He placed one knee onto the bed then another, straddling the human and keeping him in place.
Mirouku wriggled about until he was able to sit up, but with the lord remaining in his lap. He pulled open the lapels of Sesshoumaru�s thinner kimono and tasted the pale flesh with a tentative lick near his collarbone. His eyes darkened at the sight of the bandages and he pushed the light cloth from Sesshoumaru�s shoulders to better inspect them. �Sesshoumaru��
The youkai�s eyes narrowed and he took Miroku�s chin between his fingers, tilting the dark head upward. Mirouku was unable to hide the tears shining in his cobalt eyes. He didn�t want to lose Sesshoumaru; not to a monster like Naraku, not to anything. With a sigh, Sesshoumaru kissed the corner of his mate�s left eye, tasting the salty fluid that flowed free. �I�m here, aren�t I?�
Mirouku nodded, smiling weakly. His eyes slid shut and his head was tilted further upward. His lips parted in a sharp gasp as the youkai captured a nipple lightly between his teeth, the node of flesh hardening quickly. The other was being rolled between Sesshoumaru�s fingers and playfully pinched. Mirouku bit down hard on his lip as he bucked his hips upward.
�Too��
Sesshoumaru arched a delicate eyebrow.
�Too much� clothes� on you��
�A sentence well-formed,� the youkai chuckled. He stood, allowed the second kimono to join the first then watched as the monk�s trembling fingers undid his blue and gold sash. Slowly sliding the silk-like fabric down over firm yet pale hips, Mirouku made a faint amused sound, a small smile tugging at his lips. He allowed the pants to fall and Sesshoumaru stepped out of them. �What are you thinking, bouzo?� the lord mumbled, reaching down to snap the band that held the dark hair in place.
Mirouku shook out his hair then leaned forward, eyes never leaving the golden orbs above his. �I was just thinking your erection stands with as much pride as you do.�
Sesshoumaru lost sight of the deep, blue orbs and he tilted his head back, a soft gasp escaping his parted lips at the sensation of his human�s hot mouth engulfing the head of his arousal. He tangled his fingers in the dark tresses and forced the monk�s head further down. Mirouku resisted momentarily, working the muscles of his throat into relaxing, but in the end he could only handle half of Sesshoumaru�s thick length. He slowly drew his head back, tracing the vein on the underside with his tongue.
Sesshoumaru growled softly as that same expert tongue tease him as he had done to the monk earlier with his hand. Mirouku was rewarded his first taste of his lover as he was pulled away and pushed further onto the bed. He licked his lips and had the audacity to smile innocently up at the youkai lord. He took Sesshoumaru�s offered right hand and moistened two digits. �Your mouth should be condemned as unlawful,� the western lord grumbled, crushing his lips against the brunet�s and driving his spit-slicked fingers into the tight heat.
Mirouku�s pained whimper deepened into a pleasured moan, both swallowed by the youkai as he continued to stretch out his human. A third finger was added and Mirouku broke the kiss, arching off the bed and further onto the digits that brushed that spot deep within him. �Sesshoumaru�!�
�Don�t scream my name yet, bouzo.� Sesshoumaru withdrew his fingers and kept the monk�s hips raised. Mirouku, in turn, helped guide his lover to where he needed to go. He spread his legs a bit more, planting his feet firmly atop the bed, and relaxed. The young human grimaced slightly and Sesshoumaru paused in his movements. �Bouzo��
Mirouku smiled, �I�m fine. We haven�t been together for so long, that�s all.� Without warning, he pushed his hips back, inhaling sharply as he took Sesshoumaru to the hilt. His smile remained, albeit the obvious pain he felt.
�Idiot,� the youkai muttered, leaning down. He kissed along the monk�s jawline and slowly drew out until only the head of his sex remained inside of the human, then thrust back in. Mirouku wrapped his arms around the strong neck, drawing his lover closer. He constricted his muscles around Sesshoumaru�s member and gasped softly at the teeth nipping at the flesh of his neck and shoulder.
A soft sound resembling a growl left Sesshoumaru as he fought against the tightness to keep driving in and out of his mate. The friction of their bodies stimulated Mirouku�s neglected arousal and he dug his blunt nails into the youkai�s back, the end quickly drawing near.
�Mirouku�!�
The guttural snarl of his name from the other�s mouth drove the young monk over that forbidden precipice and he took the youkai with him, crying out Sesshoumaru�s name as he came. Sesshoumaru lapped gently at the torn flesh of the human�s neck; he�d clamped down tightly as he rode out his intense orgasm. Mirouku shifted beneath the silver-haired lord, keeping his muscles tight around the softening member still within him. An elated smile was plastered across his face.
�Bouzo, you�re bleeding in two places.� Sesshoumaru had also dug his claw into brunet�s hip.
�In a minute,� Mirouku whined. �We�ll deal with everything.� His eyes had yet to open. He whimpered and the dark cobalt orbs became visible as Sesshoumaru left him feeling empty. �Sesshoumaru.� Very reluctantly and carefully, the young man rose into a sitting position and stared around the large room with blurred and bleary vision. He felt an arm slid around his waist and he was lifted from the bed.
Almost an hour later, both men returned to the bedroom, cleaned and bandaged�re-bandaged in Sesshoumaru�s case. Mirouku hugged a large pillow tight while spooned against his youkai lover. On the cusp of falling asleep, his blue eyes flew open and he sat up sharply, throwing Sesshoumaru�s arm onto the bed.
�What�s wrong?� the regal being asked, closing his eyes.
�I�m going to find Jaken�s remains,� Mirouku cried, snatching up one of Sesshoumaru�s kimonos and rushing out of the room.
Sesshoumaru turned onto his back and smirked up at the ceiling.
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Kagome, Sango, and Kaede sat inside the old miko�s hut, silently sipping tea while Rin, Shippo, and Kirara slept soundly behind them. The taijiya lowered her hands to Hirakotsu spread across her lap, settling her half-empty cup atop the large boomerang. �Houshi-sama and the other one haven�t returned yet,� she stated in a calm voice. She picked up her cup and resumed drinking. Kaede smiled to herself at how Sesshoumaru was referred to as the �other one�.
Kagome spoke next, �Inuyasha and Anko-chan are still over in my world. Maybe we should trade places. I�m sure Souta would love having the hanyou as a big brother. And Hojou-kun would be� ecstatic.� The old miko�s smile became visible on her face. Never once had Kagome spoken with such absolute disdain.
Setting their empty cups on the floor beside them in a synchronized fashion, both Kagome and Sango opened narrowed eyes. �They should stay where they are and rot,� both young women hissed in unison.
Chuckling softly, Kaede slowly finished her tea.
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