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Devotion	By : BlackberryPatch Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 12487 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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18.7.21 Reformatted.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and I am making no money from this or any other fan related work. This is fanfiction. If I owned what I wrote about it would be called canon; if I was making money it would be called a licensed novel; if it was in any way, shape, or form real it wouldn't be called fiction.
WARNINGS: By now you should know the drill... Yaoi/lemon and all various forms of perversion that go along with that; incest.
Note: Fourth in a series; previous stories: Inglorious, Fraternal, Camaraderie.

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"Devotion"
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Old Tricks

The dark of the moon fell through the room as a soft gasp of indrawn breath echoed in the darkness. Inuyasha's fingers curled into fists as he knelt on the bed, the familiar outlines of their bedroom obscured by the complete lack of light; he turned his head, shaking dark hair out of his face, as he tried to look at his brother but his human eyes couldn't penetrate the gloom.
Suddenly, out of the darkness the soft touch of fingers ghosted along his thigh. Air whispered
against his bare skin and lips pressed lightly to the curve of his ass as the fingers pressed closer, tracing the lines of muscles up and down his leg before brushing along his inner thigh. Inuyasha tried to hold still but he found himself leaning into the contact, made all the richer by his blindness as he tasted the world almost solely through his skin. Instead of pulling away, as it had before, the hand that touched him traced a finger all the way up the inside of his thigh until that hand tangled in short, dark hair, cupping around the warm skin of the sac that hung beneath curving, hardening flesh, while at the same time a tongue emerged from the lips pressed against him. Inuyasha
moaned in anticipation, shivering as that tongue traced its way over his skin and down along the cleft of his ass. A second hand rose to help reveal the goal, spreading that cleft so that the tongue could trace its way easily down to a puckered opening, thrusting its way inside as the hand below curled more tightly around balls already tightening with desire.
Inuyasha moaned, whined, his hands curled into tight fists as he tried to keep himself from exploding. He couldn't see much with the lack of light, and with his ears and nose also deadened by this night his body was afire with sensation- desperate for that sensation. The feel of the lips pressed against the skin of his ass as the talented, muscular tongue slid inside of him was maddening; combined with the long fingers lightly squeezing his balls and stroking the length of his cock it was too much- he dropped his head against his arms, burying his face in the soft bedcovers, and screamed out the name of his lover as he rocked his body forward against the warmth of curled
fingers and back against the warmth of that mouth. He felt as if he might explode... and that was when the touch, the warmth, disappeared back into the darkness from which it had come. His head came up and he cried out, half delirious from the sense of loss.
"Turn over," Sesshomaru whispered, the words a puff of air against his ear, and Inuyasha turned to lie down on his back, scanning the darkness above him for some sign of his brother. He saw only a swift flash of white as a hand came toward his face, the long fingers curving against his cheek, the thumb stroking over his skin. Then, suddenly, the full warmth of his brother's body was pressed against him and Inuyasha reached up to run his fingers along that skin as he shivered with joy.
"Bring your knees up," Sesshomaru murmured as he pulled at one of the human's legs in demonstration.
Inuyasha complied, his legs coming up around his brother's waist, but the demon rolled them unexpectedly. Inuyasha felt disoriented for a moment, but Sesshomaru's hands were on his waist and against his chest as they held him steady, tasting his skin with as much eagerness as Inuyasha himself felt. He knew his brother could see him though- knew exactly where he was. He shivered, his back arcing a little as he leaned back against the demon's drawn up knees, the hard length of Sesshomaru's desire poking him in the back. He rubbed against it mercilessly for a moment as the demon growled, then, rising up a little, Inuyasha eased himself onto that length. Sesshomaru's hands on his waist made sure his progress was slow; this was by no means the first
time they had engaged in such antics on the new moon and Inuyasha knew how much the tighter, hotter embrace of his human body drove Sesshomaru wild. It was strange then how his brother took such care with this human body, particularly when Inuyasha himself didn't. Impatient, Inuyasha pushed past the discomfort and felt his brother fully inside of him. He felt Sesshomaru stiffen slightly, a moan slipping out from between lips that sounded tightly clenched as hands came up to tangle in the half breed's dark hair and pull him close. Held against the demon's chest, Inuyasha could hear the quick and steady beating of his heart, feel the warmth rising from his chest. He
smiled in the darkness; lifting his head up a little he turned and pressed his lips to the skin over his brother's heart before he pulled away from, then moved back against the warmth filling him.
Sesshomaru's hands were all over him, knowing, though the desire had never been spoken, that Inuyasha needed his touch tonight more than on any other night. Previously in his life Inuyasha had always hated the new moon; now, as his body almost shivered apart from the intensity of the pleasure it was experiencing, he wondered why he'd ever felt that way. Inuyasha leaned forward, his arms to either side of his brother's head, cupping it between his hands, feeling the soft silk of silver hair slipping though his fingers as he pressed his lips to the demon's face. Sesshomaru
rolled them over again, Inuyasha beneath him as his hot mouth closed over the human's own; Inuyasha shivered, his hands clasping behind his brother's head to pull him closer as the heat of the
demon's tongue plunged into his own mouth. Sesshomaru moaned, the sound dark and strangled, almost a whimper as his body snapped against Inuyasha's in carnal rhythm. His hair fell around their faces and Inuyasha shivered again, moaning himself; he was surrounded by his brother- inside of him, above him, to either side, and beneath him as Sesshomaru's arms slid under the half breed's shoulders, his hands curled around the back of Inuyasha's head as he held the slight human body against him, touching every inch of skin he could to his own body. Inuyasha cried out, throwing his arms around his brother and trying to pull him closer still; in that moment, he couldn't remember a time when he'd ever felt so complete.
He felt Sesshomaru shudder against him, the demon's urgent thrusting gaining in intensity as it built to a fever pitch. His name fell in stuttered syllables from the demon's lips and then he could feel his brother coming, deep inside of him.
Inuyasha whimpered, his hands moving across his brother's back as he felt for some purchase, something to hold onto, eventually falling down to wrap long fingers tightly around the demon's upper arms. His own desire was still throbbing between them, and he clung to his brother, not wanting the demon to disappear back into the darkness.
Sesshomaru exhaled, his breath ghosting warmth over Inuyasha's cheek, then his lips slowly started working their way down the half breed's body. He kissed the smoothness of the human's neck, his tongue slipping out to trace its way down to the hollow of his throat. He paused for a moment, pulling himself free of his brother's body and Inuyasha moaned, his fingers gripping tighter at Sesshomaru's arms. But the demon wasn't going anywhere; he slipped down, lying between the half breed's legs before he took Inuyasha's hard length in his mouth. Inuyasha almost shouted as he felt the heat of his brother's mouth close around him; his human hands moved up to tangle back in the demon's hair as Sesshomaru's own arm came up to lie across the half breed's chest, fingers stroking along Inuyasha's skin as the demon's tongue teased at his brother's cock.
Already aroused, Inuyasha felt his climax building inside of him quickly. The firm pressure of
Sesshomaru's thumb as it found his nipple provided a pleasing counterpoint to the steady stroking of the demon's tongue as it worked the length of his cock, slowly sucking the entire length of it into his
mouth before letting it slide slowly out again. He moaned, the sound building in his chest before it sounded upon the air, and Sesshomaru responded with a murmured moan of his own, the vibration of the sound rippling through the hypersensitive flesh he held in his mouth. Inuyasha bucked up against that vibration and he came, throwing his head back and crying out in the darkness. He felt
Sesshomaru swallowing him, the muscles of the demon's throat contracting around his softening length, and he reached through the darkness to find Sesshomaru's cheek and curl his fingers around it as he came down from the high of his climax.
Sesshomaru lay for a moment with his head pillowed on Inuyasha's thigh as the half breed stroked his cheek, neither of them wanting to move. But finally Sesshomaru pushed himself up on his hands and knees to move up and lie alongside of his brother. Inuyasha crawled on top of the demon as Sesshomaru lay down on his back. The slightness of Inuyasha's human frame was curled against Sesshomaru's chest and the demon raised a hand to stroke it lazily through the dark hair
that spilled around him. He fell asleep somewhere in the middle of that process while Inuyasha lingered for several moments in the warmth between waking and sleeping.

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Ros looked up at the sun, smiling into the warmth of it as she leaned out the window of the castle tower. "You know, that is a good idea Jaken."
The much shorter demon looked up at her from where he sat at the desk, blinking in the brightness of the sunlight as he turned his eyes from the parchment on which he wrote. "My lady, I know. If I was not already convinced of the fact I would not have mentioned it."
She threw her head back and laughed, the sound loud and joyous, and she almost missed the messenger trying to get her attention as he entered the room.
"My lady." He knelt. "You have visitors."
"Oh?" It was early in the year yet for visitors; spring thaw had begun but the snows of winter
still clung to the land. "Who?"
"Your cousin, the Lord Sesshomaru. And his brother."
Her smile faded slightly, but Ros had it firmly in place again when the messenger raised his eyes to her face. "Excellent. I will see him in the main hall." The messenger bowed and departed and Ros turned to her steward whom, she had always known, she had on loan. "You must be excited."
Jaken didn't look all that excited and he only responded with a soft, "Indeed," before he returned to his task.
Ros wondered about it, but she was reserving judgment on quite a few things for the moment and she went to see her cousin with a calm face.
Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow in surprise and gave a small smirk of disbelief when he saw her, and she wondered if it was the change in her that had pulled such an obvious reaction from him or if
it was the change in him. She knew she had changed in the past months since they had parted company- outside of her brother's shadow she was discovering things about herself she had never before known were there to be discovered. But Sesshomaru... he had certainly changed as well. He seemed... softer; smoother around the edges. Perhaps "softer" wasn't the word for it, but while
before he had reminded her of the blade of a sword- sharp and deadly and not to be touched lightly- now she was reminded of a sword finished with pommel and sheath- an instrument still deadly but... complete, and perhaps the deadlier for it. As she spoke with him and his brother she wondered if it was a change Inuyasha had even noticed. It was subtle enough that someone who was close to him, and saw him everyday, might not have picked up on it.
"Welcome." She inclined her head to her guests, a smile pulling at her lips. "Your journey was
without hardship I trust?"
"Quite." There was a half smirk on Sesshomaru's own face as he regarded her and, perhaps
more importantly, scented her.
Inuyasha smells it too, she thought as the half demon's lip curled in incredulity. Very well; she wasn't trying to hide anything. The information seemed to have caught him completely off guard; he appeared to be trying to wrap his mind around it and was for the moment struck dumb.
"You think I'm here for him," Sesshomaru said without preamble, his voice soft but carrying through the hall as he eyed her up and down, circling around her predatorily.
She didn't respond, but Inuyasha found his voice. "Jaken?" he murmured dubiously. "I mean...
damn, but... Jaken?"
She couldn't help it- she laughed. "Yes," she said simply, in answer to both questions as she met
Sesshomaru's penetrating gaze.
The expression on his face was definitely a smirk. "You would be incorrect," he said mildly,
ignoring Inuyasha's outburst.
Her eyes flew open wide, but she retained control of her voice. "Really?" she said calmly.
"Hmmm," he responded, losing interest in her as he turned to examine his surroundings, taking in the great hall of her mother's castle. "You have done a lot with the place."
She wondered how he knew that it had not looked like this when Chernobog had ruled here. "I've had help." The comment was pointed, and her heart was still in her throat at his previous statement. "But you must be tired from your journey. Please allow me to show you to quarters you may use during your visit. We can speak more later when you have rested."
The smirk was curling around his eyes now. "Quite the hostess. You've improved in that area
as well."
She bowed in acceptance of the compliment as she indicated he should precede her down the hallway. He did, drifting far ahead down the hallway as Inuyasha fell into step with her and they followed him.
Inuyasha gave her an odd look. "You really... with Jaken? And it's what you want?"
"Yes," she said again. "We... work together very well." She looked at him from under her lashes, wondering how he was going to handle the information.
He shook his head. "Can't say that I get that, but I suppose I'm the last one to be pointing
fingers." He grinned at her.
She smiled. "How long will you be staying?"
He frowned slightly, glancing ahead after Sesshomaru. "Not long. We're headed further
west."
"West? Where to?" she asked, curious.
He shrugged and it was Sesshomaru who answered.
"The destination is as of yet undetermined." He looked back at Ros over his shoulder, through
the curtain of his hair. "It is also immaterial. I am not here to take Jaken with me but I do wish to speak with him. After that we will be leaving."
Inuyasha smirked. "He wanted to see how you were doing," he stage whispered at Ross with a wink.
She glanced at Inuyasha and decided he had changed as well. It was less noticeable because he
had always been less reserved than his brother, but there was something easier and more complete about him as well. She smiled as she followed them down the hall.

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