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Somber Sweetness	By : Sablesilverrain Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 27510 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: Inuyasha is the property of Rumiko Takahashi, vis, and several other companies. I claim no ownership of the Inuverse or characters, and I make no money from this story. If you sue me, you won't be getting much. I'm pretty poor.

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Inuyasha held up a hand to stop Sesshomaru. His head was swimming with numbers and information. “Can we take a break? I don’t think I can fit any more in my head right now.” In fact, it seemed like most of the information had been leaking right back out for at least twenty minutes.
Sesshomaru smiled. “We can take a short break. I’ve had years to learn these things, I do not expect you to remember it all, or to learn it all at once. Would you like to bathe with me?”
Inuyasha stood up, nodding. “Yeah, sure.”
Sesshomaru stood as well, putting the documents away. “Let us get clothing and a few other things, and we shall bathe.”
“What other things?” Inuyasha asked as they headed to Sesshomaru’s rooms.
“You shall see.” Sesshomaru said, a secretive smile on his face.
Inuyasha frowned. “Are you always going to keep things from me?” He asked darkly.
Sesshomaru laughed. “No, though I do want to surprise you from time to time. Allow me my small pleasures, Inuyasha.”
Sesshomaru opened the door to his bedroom and grabbed new sets of clothing for himself and Inuyasha, gold to match the hanyou’s eyes this time, and a navy blue for himself, and he picked up a small vial of clear liquid.
“What’s that?” Inuyasha asked.
Sesshomaru smiled. “Oil, for after we bathe. It is a scent I created myself, and only I know the recipe for it. In time, I will teach it to you, if you like it, or you may create your own.” He explained.
Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. “I don’t need perfume. That’s for girls.”
Sesshomaru laughed, leading the hanyou from the room and towards the doors. “It is a masculine scent, and male Youkai often use scents, if only to enhance their own natural scent. Besides, only those who can afford oils use them. It is a sign of wealth among us. Making your own is a sign of great wealth.”
Inuyasha sighed. “Fine. Whatever.”
“I’m glad you’re finally letting me teach you these things, Inuyasha. Truly, I am. After all, you obviously needed my help with at least a few things.” Sesshomaru said, his voice amused.
Inuyasha visibly bristled at that, not that the Youkai could see it, but he could detect the agitation in his brother’s voice. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He sniped at Sesshomaru’s back as he followed him.
Sesshomaru grinned, still walking, as he answered. “It’s quite simple, Inuyasha; You smell.” He said, then began running away as the scent of Inuyasha’s anger overrode all else, and Inuyasha took off after him, shouting threats and obscenities.
Sesshomaru pulled on every last resource his body held to acquire a burst of extra speed, allowing him to reach the hot spring a few minutes before Inuyasha. He quickly set the oil and clothes on a rock where they would not be broken and laid on the grass, to present an unthreatening figure when Inuyasha arrived, hopefully helping to quell Inuyasha’s ire. He shouldn’t have intentionally goaded his mate, but Inuyasha was stunning when angry, and he hadn’t been able to resist.
Inuyasha finally reached the clearing and stopped dead, then approached the laying figure of his still-chuckling brother and crouched over him. “Take. That. Back.” He growled.
Sesshomaru couldn’t help himself as he raised his head and kissed Inuyasha lightly. “I take it back. I simply can’t help myself; I find your anger most enticing.”
Inuyasha pulled back and looked over Sesshomaru’s body. “You know, when you’re lying on the grass like this, with your hair all around your head like that, you kinda look like a girl.” He remarked.
Sesshomaru’s laughter faded and he blushed. “I assure you, there is nothing feminine about me, Inuyasha.”
Inuyasha grinned. “Aww, you even blush! Yep, you definitely look like a girl now.” He declared.
Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed. “Inuyasha…” He growled warningly.
“Wait a sec!” Inuyasha sat up straight, straddling Sesshomaru’s hips as he frowned down at his older brother thoughtfully. “If you’re supposed to be the dominant mate, how come you’re the girly-looking one?! Shouldn’t that be the other way around?” He asked.
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes. “Does how we look really matter, Inuyasha? Besides that, our roles in bed need not be set by which of us can bear young. I would gladly let you take me, if that was your wish. I cannot bear your children, but that fact does not mean I would not derive pleasure from whatever kind of touch you bestowed upon me.” He explained patiently.
Inuyasha’s eyes widened. “You mean… I could…” He made a vague, but still quite crude, gesture.
Sesshomaru nodded. “You could.” He answered firmly. “I am yours as much as you are mine.”
Inuyasha blinked a few times, then stood up, blushing. “I’m not ready.” He explained.
Sesshomaru stood as well, taking his hand. “And that is fine with me. Take all the time you need, Otouto. We have plenty of time to spare, after all. There is no need to rush into things.”
Inuyasha nodded and pulled away, heading toward the rock Sesshomaru had laid the oil and clothes on, and disrobed.
Sesshomaru watched silently, then, as Inuyasha waded into the hot water, he removed his own clothes and set them aside, following his brother into the spring.
*****
“So, you think that oil stuff will smell good on me? How can you be sure?” Inuyasha asked from his spot on the flat rock they were lying on, as they let the sun dry their bodies before they dressed.
Sesshomaru sighed. “Of course it will. I use it every day. Do you find my scent displeasing?”
Inuyasha thought for a moment, then shrugged. “I guess not. Doesn’t mean I want to slather myself in your scent either, though. I like my scent just fine.”
“As do I, Otouto.” Sesshomaru conceded, leaning in to sniff at Inuyasha’s neck. “However, smell it.” He requested, holding the small vial out for Inuyasha to smell. “And imagine how it will enhance your scent.”
Inuyasha sniffed it. It smelled woodsy, and a bit spicy as well. “Not bad.” He allowed.
Sesshomaru chuckled. “You really don’t want to make anything too easy for me, do you? Everything must be a battle with you. Will you allow me to apply it, and let yourself give it a day before you make up your mind for sure?”
“I guess.” Inuyasha shrugged. “I can always wash it off if I don’t like it.”
“Are you dry? Can I apply it now?” Sesshomaru asked.
Inuyasha flushed. “You want to put it on me?”
“It would be a good way to accustom each other to sharing touches if we apply the oil to each other. And I’d like to touch you, if you’ll let me. Please?” He asked, holding up the vial of oil.
Inuyasha bit his lip. “I… Okay, fine.” He decided.
Sesshomaru fought back a smile. “Turn over and let me do your back first.” He requested.
Inuyasha turned over and pillowed his head on his arms.
Sesshomaru poured a small amount of the oil into his hands and rubbed them together to warm it, then began rubbing it over Inuyasha’s shoulders in smooth, even strokes.
Inuyasha shivered at the new sensation of another person’s hands on his flesh.
Sesshomaru spread the oil evenly, paying special attention to the hips, dreaming of the day when he’d be able to grasp those hips and drive forward into his delectable mate. He carefully avoided the buttocks and moved on to the strong, toned legs, massaging the muscles as he went.
When he was finished with Inuyasha’s back, he leaned backward. “Could you turn over for me?” He asked.
Inuyasha’s back visibly stiffened. “Why?” He asked warily.
“So I can apply the oil to your front, of course.” Sesshomaru answered evenly.
Inuyasha sighed deeply, and turned over. The reason for his reticence was immediately apparent, as his cock was hard, sticking straight up.
Sesshomaru hid his smile. “If you like, I can help you with that.” He offered. “I would ask nothing in return. Only that you be honest in your reactions and hold nothing back. I promise you it will be enjoyable.”
Inuyasha’s face flamed, but he nodded. “Sure.”
Sesshomaru covered his hands in more oil and ran them over Inuyasha’s chest, massaging with definite purpose now. He began kneading more firmly as he reached the stomach and finally reached out and closed his hand over Inuyasha’s shaft, giving it a firm stroke.
Inuyasha reacted immediately, bucking up into the touch and gasping, then covering his mouth with one hand.
Sesshomaru reached out and pulled the hand away, stopping his ministrations to look Inuyasha in the eye. “You promised me honest reactions. If you hold back any tiny gasp from my ears, I stop. I want to know that what I’m doing is pleasing to you, and if you hide your reactions to it, I can’t be sure.”
Inuyasha glared at him. “I’m pretty sure if I didn’t like it, you’d know!” He protested.
Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” Inuyasha admitted grudgingly.
“Then let me hear you, Otouto. I ask nothing more than that.” He murmured, resuming the firm strokes.
Inuyasha flushed, but nodded. “Alright.”
Sesshomaru added a twist on the upward stroke and Inuyasha shuddered, so he did it again. Another shiver and a whimper was his reward. He bent over Inuyasha and leaned in to add a teasing lick to his ear before he whispered into it: “Imagine, Inuyasha, that you were mine. I would give you this pleasure any time you asked, and there is so much more we could do. I would worship your body, if you let me.” He said, taking his time to map every inch of Inuyasha’s length, every contour, tracing lovingly over each vein. “One day soon, Otouto, you will be mine.” He tightened his hand and stroked twice more and Inuyasha arched, shouting as he climaxed.
Sesshomaru milked every last drop out of him and leaned down, licking the sticky evidence of their encounter away, savoring the taste of his mate for the first time. “You taste delicious.” He said in response to the wide-eyed stare Inuyasha was giving him.
“Uh…” Inuyasha flushed and looked away. “Thanks.”
Sesshomaru gently turned his head to face him again. “There is no shame in enjoying each other, Otouto. You are my mate. This is right.”
“Listen, you hated me for a long time. This is all really weird to me, Sesshomaru. I can’t help it.” Inuyasha snapped.
“I know, and I truly regret my actions. I cannot excuse them, but at the time I had no inkling that you were my mate. I did not realize that I was testing you, because you were not mature enough yet for my blood to hear and answer the call yours would one day make. But now that you are old enough, my soul yearns for its counterpart, and I am willing and ready to be your dominant mate. I can protect you, and you have proven that you will bear me strong and lovely heirs. Why deny it? You belong to me.” Sesshomaru stopped, and tilted his head. “I can only hope you accept it one day.”
Inuyasha was silent as Sesshomaru finished rubbing the oil into his legs and feet.
Sesshomaru eyed him when he was done. “Do you want to use the oil on me, or shall I do it myself?”
Inuyasha flushed. “Uh, you do it.” He said nervously.
Sesshomaru nodded, and began applying the oil to his own body. “One day you will feel secure enough with me to gift me with your touch, Inuyasha. I will not rest until this is so.” He said softly.
Inuyasha turned away and began pulling on his clothes. “Don’t hold your breath.” He mumbled, flushing.
*****
Sesshomaru put down his reed pen and looked over the letter one last time. He nodded, satisfied that it said all it needed to say, and rolled it up, then sealed it with wax.
He headed out of his room to find a courier to take it to the Southern Lands. After finding one and sending the young kitsune on his way, he went in search of Inuyasha.
‘Where is the hanyou?’ He wondered, walking the halls of his expansive home, sniffing the air every few paces for the scent of his elusive soon-to-be mate.
He heard a soft giggle and finally caught the hanyou’s scent, coming from Rin and Shippo’s room. He walked up to the open door and peeked in.
He smiled at the sight of Inuyasha, sitting on the floor covered in flowers, ears flattened against his head in distress.
Shippo and Rin were threading more flowers through his hair, Rin giggling every so often as she added one.
“There!” Rin finally said, stepping back. “Now you look pretty, Inuyasha-sama!” She declared.
Sesshomaru bit back a laugh at the relief evident on Inuyasha’s face.
“Rin.” He said softly, gaining her attention, and that of Shippo, whose eyes widened in fear.
“Sesshomaru-sama!” Rin said in delight. “We made Inuyasha-sama pretty! Doesn’t he look nice?” She asked.
“Save me!” Inuyasha pleaded.
Sesshomaru smiled. “He looks lovely, Rin, but I need to borrow him for a while. I’m afraid the flowers will only get in the way of what I need him to do.”
Rin frowned. “Oh, but there’s too many to take out now!” She said.
Inuyasha stood. “I think I can get them out.” He said, shaking his head as flowers fell off of him. A few of them worked their way out of his hair, but the others were quite stuck.
Sesshomaru chuckled. “Let’s head to my room, and I’ll help you get them out of your hair.” He offered, holding out a hand.
Rin smiled. “Okay, we’ll see you later, Inuyasha-sama, Sesshomaru-sama!” She said happily, waving at them as they retreated to Sesshomaru’s room.
Sesshomaru closed the door behind them and turned to Inuyasha, then chuckled. “So, she finally got to decorate you, did she?” He asked, plucking a flower from Inuyasha’s hair gently.
Inuyasha sighed. “The girl’s insane!” He complained. “She sat me down and told me she was going to ‘make me pretty,’ but I never expected she’d do this!” He gestured to his hair.
Sesshomaru chuckled again. “She has done the same to me. However, my hair is finer than yours, so the flowers did not stay in very long.” He said, sitting Inuyasha in the chair in front of his desk. He set to work finding the flowers and removing them carefully. “I wanted to let you know we will have visitors in three weeks. You will probably want to find your ningen friends and warn them that another Daiyoukai will be staying here for a while. I don’t know how long Lord Asano will stay, but he is one of the Daiyoukai I need to be on good terms with to avoid war, so I plan to show proper hospitality for as long as he wants to stay.”
Inuyasha sighed. “So let me guess, I’m going to meet this ‘Lord Asano,’ right?” He asked in resignation.
Sesshomaru smiled. “Yes, I told him about my beautiful mate. I’m sure he will be most eager to meet you. He will likely try to flatter you, but don’t take anything he says too seriously. The man is an incurable flirt, but he has a mate and two mistresses back home. He means no ill by it, but trust me, he has quite enough to contend with at home, and he has no need of another lover, whilst I would be quite lost without you.”
Inuyasha sniffed. “I’m hardly going to leave you, Sesshomaru! Why would I want anyone else?!”
“I will hold you to your word, Inuyasha.” Sesshomaru said, pulling out a few more flowers.
Inuyasha sighed. “Are they all out now?” He asked.
Sesshomaru chuckled. “Nearly. Inuyasha, if you do not wish to play with her, just tell her you are busy and find me. She will understand.” He said.
Inuyasha shrugged. “I might just do that next time. I had no idea she would do this!” He said, indicating his hair.
Sesshomaru pulled the last few flowers out, then ran his fingers through his mate’s thick hair, gently working out the few tangles he found. “You really must start taking better care of your hair, Inuyasha. Are you even brushing it?” He asked.
“It takes too long.” Inuyasha said. “I don’t like to waste my time.”
“It is not a waste of time to care properly for your hair. It could be so lovely, if you only took the time to brush it. Will you allow me to brush it for you?” He asked.
Inuyasha shrugged. “If you really want to.” He said.
Sesshomaru smiled. “Stay here.” He said, then walked over to the dresser and picked up his brush, bringing it over. “Let me know if I pull too hard.” He said, beginning to brush his mate’s hair.
Inuyasha sat silently, letting Sesshomaru work all the tangles out if his hair.
When Sesshomaru finished, he leaned forward and buried his face in Inuyasha’s hair, breathing in his mate’s scent.
“What are you doing?” Inuyasha asked, pulling away and trying to look over his shoulder at Sesshomaru.
“I’m letting myself enjoy the scent of my mate, Inuyasha. Your scent is most enticing. If I didn’t know better-“ He stopped, and his eyes widened. “Surely not…” He walked around Inuyasha and leaned in, sniffing at his neck.
“What?” Inuyasha asked. “If you didn’t know better, what?! Answer me!” Inuyasha shouted, pulling away.
Sesshomaru stood up straight, his eyes wide. “We are out of time. You are going into heat, Otouto.”
Inuyasha blinked. “What’s that mean?” He asked.
“It means that your body has decided you are safe enough to breed. Come tomorrow, you will feel an increase in body temperature, and only my touch will help to ease the burning. We have no more time to wait. It’s time for you to become my mate in full.” Sesshomaru said softly.
Inuyasha gulped. “But I’m not ready.” He whispered.
Sesshomaru shook his head. “You will have to be. We don’t have any more time.” He said. “Try not to worry, Inuyasha.” He said, bringing a hand up to cup Inuyasha’s face. “I will not harm you. The first time always comes with some pain, but I will do my best to ease what pain I can.” He leaned in close to Inuyasha. “I will make it good for you, I swear it.” He promised, then kissed Inuyasha.
Inuyasha stood still, responding tentatively to the kiss. When Sesshomaru pulled away, he blinked at him. “So… Tomorrow?” He asked.
Sesshomaru inclined his head. “Unless you wish for me to take you today.” He said.
Inuyasha shook his head. “No. Tomorrow’s soon enough for me.”
“Then tomorrow, Otouto.” Sesshomaru confirmed.
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