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InuYasha, P.I.	By : drcomalfy Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 7767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Case 7: Floor 170
“It was YOU! You broke it, you bastard! You broke my precious Tetsusaiga!"
Expecting Mr. Musashi to just look at him in a bored manner like he usually did, he was taken aback when sharp glowing orbs turned their full attention to him. And then, with an even sharper, clipped tone, he asked, "What... exactly is this Tetsusaiga you speak of?"
"And for another- Huh? Oh, uh, it’s my bike." The half-demon paused as he once again realized the full implications and condition of said bike. "You broke my bike, you fucker! Now it's riddled with bullet holes and looks like Swiss cheese! Completely mangled! You had better reimburse me for all the shit I had to go through! Not only did my bike get thrashed in that shoot out, but they practically took off my ear!" Inuyasha stated, pointing at his poor furry appendage which had been grazed by a bullet at one point the night before.
The bullets in question had to have been coated in poison for his wound to not heal while he slept. It's almost as if they knew he was going to interrupt the transaction, that they had been ready for his appearance... A notion that bothered him slightly. And it wasn’t just some petty poison either, it was a toxin that rivaled any he’d ever heard about or encountered before in his line of work. Whatever they’d planned, they’d done their research. And whether the poison was meant for him or someone else, one damn thing was for sure: they’d expected someone of incomprehensible power to even think of using the coated bullets in the first place. Inuyasha had just been glad when he’d gotten home that he had his father’s blood running through his veins.
“Stupid ear-haters, every last one of them,” the hanyou mumbled to himself as he rubbed at the tender appendage.
Sesshomaru's sharp eyes seemed to soften slightly as he pushed his chair back and stood, walking leisurely around his desk and past Inuyasha. The aforementioned hanyou didn't bother turning around to face the man, feeling that if he did, the demon would somehow win. Win what, Inuyasha wasn't sure of but damn it and everything else if he were to give in!
However, all that met his sensitive ears was silence, which not only piqued the hanyou's curiosity but also drove him insane at the thought that Mr. Musashi would leave the room and not tell him.
So naturally, when he turned around, it came as a surprise to find the demon invading his personal bubble. Instinctively, he tried stepping back but his hindquarters bumped into the desk behind him and rendered the hanyou immobile for the time being.
"You poor thing," Sesshomaru said in a tone that bordered a husky, teasing whisper.
As the demon got closer, Inuyasha tried molding himself to the desk behind him, his clawed hands gripping the wood on either side of his person, body too shocked to move. What the hell was going on?
The youkai's eyes moved about his body, slowly taking in every detail that he could see above clothing.
"He-Hey-!" Inuyasha sputtered at Sesshomaru as he slowly pushed himself against the hanyou, though his ramblings stopped short when a familiar feeling surged through his body.
He had felt many emotions before, longing and lust included, but this... this was so completely beyond lust he couldn't identify it with any word in his (admittedly, limited) vocabulary.
It was power. A power that seemed to originate from the one pinning him and flowed through his being, making him hot... making him weak... Inuyasha prayed that Sesshomaru wouldn't come any closer to touching him because suddenly he wasn't so sure he could take this asshole on.
And that's when he felt it. A mouth hovering just to the side of his hurt ear; hot, moist breath ghosting over the furry extremity.
Inuyasha's ears twitched nervously, his own mouth suddenly dry as he tried gulping back saliva he didn't possess.
"You bastard, what are you-?" but the hanyou couldn't finish his sentence because all coherent thought fled when a cheek and nose started nuzzling the side of his head, breathing in his scent and filing it into memory.
"Sesshomaru. My name is Sesshomaru," the demon stated, enunciating his words with seemingly affectionate nuzzles.
Inuyasha was in such a dazed state of being at this point that he didn't even realize his soft, breathless reply of, "Sesshomaru..."
Said demon grinned and moved down from the furry triangle; eyes closed in blissful contemplation, rubbing the side of his face into the thickness that was Inuyasha's neck. The intoxicating scent the half-demon seemed to be releasing from behind his ears was wrecking havoc upon his superior senses. The skin there was warm, far too warm and bordering the beginnings of dampness from the shock it was getting by the demon's sudden attentions.
"You smell absolutely delicious, Inuyasha," Sesshomaru breathed, and then added, almost as an afterthought. "That, however, may be because you are not carrying that wolf's scent this time."
Apparently that (judging from the half-demon's reaction) had been the wrong thing to say.
Something inside of Inuyasha brought his brain to full awareness... What had Sesshomaru just said? Something about him... smelling good... that it must have been because he didn't smell like a wolf... that he didn't smell like... Kouga... Shit!
"Get off of me, you stupid bastard!" the hanyou all but yelled. This was something Kouga would have done and Inuyasha refused to give into either of the demons' superior-than-any-half-breed-so-you'll-submit-to-me shit! "You're just like him!" Inuyasha roared, pushing a somewhat surprised youkai away from him. He didn't elaborate on who he meant but he was fairly sure Sesshomaru caught his meaning if his expression was anything to go by.
Giving a definitive 'keh' in scoff, Inuyasha, in all of his half-demon grace (which wasn't much, mind you), turned tail and made it a priority to get the hell out of the building pronto. And more importantly this office.
However, as his hand cupped the door handle, opening it only enough to peek outside into the small front office at Sesshomaru's personal secretary, Kagura (who wore a somewhat startled, yet knowing look on her face at the hanyou's impending doom), his planned escape was cut short when, not even a second later, the door was slammed shut in his face.
From the inside.
Shit. I'm in deep fucking shit, Inuyasha thought as he felt the overpowering presence of the only other male in the room behind him. Said male's finely clawed right hand was above and to the side of Inuyasha's head, effectively halting all plans of a break out. At least through the door, that is. And he most assuredly wasn't about to jump through Sesshomaru's practically all-window office and down 170 floors of fucking air! That would make him seem desperate! Which he wasn't!
"Now, where do you think you're going?" came a knowing voice from behind.
"Away the fuck from you!" Inuyasha growled, trying to maneuver his body into a position where he didn't feel so helpless. His right hand still had a determined, vice-like grip on the door knob, while his other one was bracing himself against the door itself. Not that he was panicking, mind you. It's just... he had to get the hell out of this position!
Unfortunately for him, he was stuck between the Door of Doom and the Prick from Hell, both which were looking very tempting to use as a scratching post at the moment.
The hanyou growled at the only thing in his line of vision (which wasn't much; about two inches ahead of him).
Damn you, Door of Doom. Damn you.
"You're being rude, Inuyasha. I haven't even dismissed you from our meeting, and yet you're still trying to flee," Sesshomaru said from behind. Inuyasha could just hear the amused smirk in the arrogant asshole's tone.
That’s it. He took it back, damnit! That 170 floor air drop was looking pretty damn tempting at the moment, that was for sure!
"Yeah, well you're not exactly being the most gracious of hosts, what with keeping me hostage here! Now lemme go!" Inuyasha retaliated through clenched fangs, turning his head to the side a bit and trying to look at his accused jailer.
"I'm hardly keeping you here as a hostage," was the even more amused reply.
"You're keeping me against my will! That's the same thing!" was the hanyou's rebuttal.
"You are a guest here; a partner within my line of business. You are expected to be courteous and willing to acquiesce to all of my... desires."
Some light inside of Inuyasha's head clicked on after hearing that remark. It reminded him way too much of what all of the people throughout his life had always told him; how he was expected to act, what he was expected to be like, to know his fucking place, all because he was of mixed blood; parented through a human and demon coupling.
Because of this he was on 'thin ice' with the world. Or so he had been told countless times.
"Fuck you! I already have a partner!" Inuyasha yelled without thinking (as he was often apt to do), something he found, the second he felt a body push itself way past his personal bubble barrier, was probably the wrong thing to say. Especially to the demon behind him.
"Indeed," was the only word said, emphasized with, not only a highly irritated hiss, but also a physical press of body, which effectively pushed Inuyasha further into the door causing the oak to shudder and creak at the pressure.
The hanyou could feel the anger in that statement rolling off of the demon in thick waves. But that wasn't what had his immediate attention. No, the warm, hard something pressing into his lower back was. Not to mention the potent smell of fierce arousal, which heavily clung to the air around them.
"I will focus your mind solely on the task at hand," came another hiss from Inuyasha's captor, emphasized with a distinctive and reprimanding nip to one of the hanyou's already battered ears.
Inuyasha bit his lip at the oddly gratifying sensation Sesshomaru's constant attention to his ears gave him. He had always known that his ears were sensitive but this unexpected assault took it to a whole new level.
Holy shit, he was quite possibly on the verge of becoming a masochist if he kept running into this asshole!
And that's when he felt a clever and self-assured hand slide around his form from behind, effectively cutting off any possible hopes he had had of making a hasty escape to the left. The hand in question was taking its sweet time, what with massaging Inuyasha's narrow hip through his slacks before slowly spider fingering its way across the hem of the hanyou's pants, tugging here and pushing there to see how form fitting the trousers really were on the shorter male.
"What the hell are you doing!" Inuyasha voiced, though he already had a pretty good idea of what it was Sesshomaru was doing... The question he wanted the answer to was why. And to him of all people!
But all thought stopped there as that same hand tugged at the zipper of his pants, sliding it down the teeth that kept him safely hidden inside. And then those sinfully tantalizing fingers easily popped the top button out of place and Inuyasha found a surprisingly warm hand splaying just above the place he ached.
A flick of elegant digits and those long fingers softly trailed down Inuyasha's penis, memorizing the texture and measurements of the hanyou's, more than likely, prized possession, before his hand encircled the thick appendage, not letting either of them take pleasure in him jacking the younger one off just yet.
And, oh, how Sesshomaru was going to enjoy every second of it.
There was a sharp intake of breath from the one who was being forced (because Inuyasha refused to believe that he wanted) to enjoy this.
Fingers gripped more firmly on Inuyasha's shaft, starting off with just innocent and playful tugging as the demon slowly felt the hanyou's resolve and defiance abandoning his mind and body.
Sesshomaru gave a toothy grin at his victory. However that small winning fled from his mind as his smirk quickly vanished and turned into a gulp of anticipation; his senses heightening in arousal as the young inu grunted, slamming his right fist into the door, his body heaving forward even more.
He started sliding his fingers up and down Inuyasha's erection, pacing his strokes with the beat of his own heart rate. The noises the little one made were so intoxicating that Sesshomaru couldn't help but push his own aching arousal into the hanyou's backside, rubbing against a taut ass which he wanted to thoroughly enjoy.
"Inuyasha..." Sesshomaru breathed, inhaling the aroma that emitted from behind the hanyou's ears, still palming the thick penis in his hand which was now slick with precum.
Something was tugging at Inuyasha's mind, urging him to rise from haziness.
"Inuyasha..." came that husky voice again. Inuyasha would have said the tone was laced with arousal but he'd be wrong. It was fucking dripping in it!
And that's when his mind was brought to full awareness as a hot, hard something pressed into the nook of his ass and the sexual tone Sesshomaru had just used processed in his mind.
"Shit..." Inuyasha whined in obvious arousal. What the hell was wrong with him? Why had he succumbed to his baser urges? Alright, that really wasn't a surprise there. He was a guy after all. But still!
"Don't-!" Inuyasha protested weakly. However, regardless of how weak the words were, they still seemed to get on the youkai's last nerve.
"You will submit to me, half-breed," Sesshomaru said between clenched fangs. His voice was husky with, not only lust, but also anger at being defied by a seemingly impudent creature.
A hiss, almost beyond fury, sounded in Inuyasha's sensitive ears, causing said appendages to flick backwards in a defiant yet submissive movement. Fingers grabbed and tightened along his jaw, which inevitably forced Inuyasha to part his lips.
The hanyou almost whimpered at the pain that pressure caused.
"What's wrong, Inuyasha? Don't you trust me?" Sesshomaru said, grinning at yet another triumph. When the hanyou didn't budge but only seemed to go slack against him, the demon slipped two of his right hand's digits into the younger inu's mouth. "Suck them," he commanded, his left hand still lightly holding Inuyasha's penis, thumb absently stroking across the warm pillar of flesh.
Answering Sesshomaru's question of trust, Inuyasha bit the fingers that were forced into his mouth.
Sesshomaru hissed but didn't withdraw the intruding digits, but instead pushed Inuyasha harder into the door, knocking it against its hinges and squeezing the cock in his hand in reprimand.
"Ah!" the hanyou whined, pain lacing his noises.
The demon lowered his mouth near Inuyasha's ear, whispering, "I don't think you've met my poisonous claws."
Inuyasha had little time to process that sentence before he felt a thickness enter his bloodstream through his mouth. The poison stung the back of his tongue and the roof of his mouth as it slid down his throat and absorbed into his inner tissue, eventually running into his bloodstream, causing all of his limbs to go slightly numb.
He would have figured that Sesshomaru would have completely handicapped him, that he would have used a full dosage of whatever the hell his poison was so that he couldn't move a muscle, but the fact was he could still move even if it was albeit sluggishly.
He noticed a moment later that the body behind him was gone, the hand on his cock having vanished.
"What?" Inuyasha started off, turning around... only to find that Sesshomaru was only about five feet away from him, his lip curling in clear amusement, lust clearly visible in his features (meaning in his glowing eyes and the impressive bulge in his pants), not to mention the guy reeked of thick arousal. "What the hell do you thi-"
Inuyasha's sentence was cut off as the room tilted sharply, forcing him to once again use the door as a support. He felt drunk, unsteady, and for some reason his eyes no longer wanted to work properly. Forcing his head up (which was feeling rather heavy at the moment), the hanyou did his best to glare at the demon before him, to give him a piece of his mind on how it was rude to leave one's pants open without finishing them off first, when his eyes widened in surprise.
There were two Sesshomarus! Damn it, one was bad enough, but two? And why were they moving in circles like that? It was making it hard for him to glare properly.
For reasons unknown to him, Inuyasha found his brain suddenly wondering what it would be like to have a threesome with a pair of twins...
"I have given you a concentrated amount of poison, Inuyasha. As you probably already know, you can move about, though only about as fast as an inebriated mortal can. Not only that but I imagine you're feeling somewhat drunk yourself now, your body giving into what your mind does not want you to have," the Prick from Hell spewed as if it were his greatest achievement in life; having handicapped a potential rape victim.
"You... bastard... I won't give in... I told ya... before... I don't do... rich... snobs," Inuyasha said as his legs took each step slowly towards his body's desire. A second later he was against an impossibly strong chest, unwillingly (at least the conscious part of his mind thought it was unwillingly) nuzzling and sniffing the male before him.
He smelled absolutely ravishing- Err…not that he was purposely burying his nose into the place which the scent was strongest... or anything.
"You shouldn't lie," Sesshomaru said, smirking as he allowed the hanyou to bask in his scent, eyes closing in surreal rapture. He had never felt such erotic pleasure at such simple touches before.
"'m not lyin'," came a mumbled response.
Sesshomaru smirked, licking his lips as he said, "I can smell your sex, Inuyasha."
"So?" came a grumble. And then, as if in some sort of retaliation, he said, "I can smell yours, too. Oh, fuuuck... I can even feel it," Inuyasha mumbled heatedly, rubbing up against Sesshomaru for emphasis on his last statement.
The half-demon was horrified at what he was doing, what fell from his mouth notwithstanding. But his body didn't seem to mind at all. And maybe a little part of him was growing to enjoy it as well...
However, his mind started taking more control when he felt the demon blood inside of him attacking the poison in his body, becoming immune to it.
And that's when Inuyasha flexed a clawed hand and laid it across Sesshomaru's face.
The surprise was evident in the demon's eyes. Albeit for a second or two, but that was it, because Inuyasha found himself being hurtled across the room and into Sesshomaru's desk, his face smashing into the top of it.
Before he could right himself and turn around to face the angered youkai, Inuyasha was pinned harshly against the desk, a low growling in his ear and a punishing body behind him once more.
"You will submit!" the demon yelled out angrily. This was probably the most emotional Inuyasha had ever seen the other get. At least, it was for the whole second and a half it lasted. He seemed to be once again in control and back to his old, cocky self the next moment and full of wondrous observations, too. "Heh. I suppose, though, that I should have expected you to become immune to my poison. You are, after all, the most stubborn being that I have ever dealt with. I will just have to give you a stronger, more lethal dosage."
Inuyasha renewed his struggling, refusing to open his mouth. Though a quick squeeze to his cock remedied that situation and fingers were back in his mouth, poison leaking down his throat again and retaliating against his immune system in turn.
"That amount will keep your demon blood busy for a while. Not even you can overcome that in less than a few hours, and until then..." Sesshomaru trailed off as his fingers started stroking Inuyasha into full hardness again and enjoying the fact that Inuyasha had already given into his poison and was sucking his fingers like a newborn pup.
"Yes," Sesshomaru hissed in pleasure, enjoying every second of that tongue, those lips sucking him. For now, practice would do. He'd wait until another time to have the hanyou on his knees before him.
Inuyasha felt hot. He felt weak. He felt good. Holy shit did he feel good. His knees…crap, where were his knees? Why weren't they there to support him?
The hanyou let out a whimper as the fingers were withdrawn from his mouth and a strong arm was wrapped around his waist as his legs decided to stop doing their job as well. Oooh, forget his ears, his balls enjoyed the attention much more. But then his penis…yes, like that…his…
A gasp was sharply sounded as the juncture between neck and shoulder was bitten and sucked, and suddenly Inuyasha was there, on the edge. He wanted it, needed it, craved for it. He reached an arm around, gripping the head next to his own and pushing it further into his neck, seeking as much pleasure as he could in his last few moments.
Instead of complying to the demand, the head pulled back, causing Inuyasha to let out a groan of protest and look over to see why. The answer came in the form of a pair of lips being pressed against his own in a passionate kiss that turned into a tongue thrusting repeatedly inside his mouth, keeping in time with the quick strokes of the hand wrapped around his shaft.
All around him, the world was gone except for the intense pressure in his gut that was fighting to explode. Inuyasha gave up on the kiss, wrenching his mouth away so that his cries could be heard as every muscle in his body drew taut, euphoria shooting through him as if this high would never end…if only…he could evade…the darkness…
Struggling to remain conscious, the half demon was vaguely aware of someone moving around him, carrying him, gently putting him down, and a voice that followed a soft click before he lost his battle with sleep...
"Meet me in Board Room 4.”
- - -
Inuyasha came to with a start, and was immediately aware of two things. One, someone had tried to give him water while he was sleeping (because he most certainly did not drool!), and two, he was not in his bedroom... or at his father's... or Kouga's... He was in fact, sitting in a chair, before a gigantic desk...
Looking around, the detective was startled to see that he was not alone. Huddled near the door and clutching a broom and a waste basket were two maids, looking far more shocked than he felt.
Scowling as the wide eyed staring contest went on, Inuyasha finally snapped, "What the hell are you looking at!" which effectively chased the two ladies out of the room, and caused them to slam the door behind them.
...The door. Holy hell, that door! Inuyasha would recognize that thing anywhere! After all, he was molested against it like some pathetic little school boy being groped on the subway! He was at Sesshomaru's office! And Sesshomaru's office smelled of Inuyasha! And that meant-!
Inuyasha wheeled away from the desk he had been laying against and abruptly stood, slamming himself back against the windows behind him. Eyes darting around, Inuyasha didn't dare move until he was sure he was alone before darting out of the office and making a mad dash for the stairs.
- - -
Down on floor 39, Sesshomaru raised a brow in hidden amusement as the loud clanging of footsteps echoed through the otherwise empty building, welcoming the distraction from Kagura's annoyed huffs as she gathered up her clothes and stormed out of the board room.
Once the wind sorceress was gone, the stoic demon returned his attention again to the city lights below, silently cursing the one who was the source of the- no fading- noise.
Damn you, Inuyasha. You have ruined me for others.

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Next time on INUYASHA, P.I. Case 8: Shorui Archives

My bike is gone! GONE! So what if it was damaged! It was MY bike! I bet that Sesshomaru-bastard stole it! I don't know what the hell he would want with it, but I've taken to stalking – I mean trailing – him to find out. Which would be a lot easier if I could find him in the first place. Don't look at me like that! My world most certainly does not revolve around him! I'm making progress on my case as well, see? Because Inuyasha Takahashi is not a slacker – Ooh! He sent me a text message…Damn. Looks like I'll be bumming a ride from Kouga in order to meet up with him. Next time, on InuYasha, P.I., things heat up as two of the most stubborn, horny, we're-the-alphas-in-your-life jackasses meet up and decide to have a penis war with me in the middle!
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