Tadpoles. Good source of Omega 3's | By : InuHanyouNikkie Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 3713 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tadpoles. Good source of Omega 3's
By Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Setting: Pre-Kikyou/Pre-Kagome
A/N: Gift!Fic for my Big Sister - Madmistress65 for her birthday. You are craving some Inu/Sess smut and I will provide it for you. Happy Birthday!! Hope this fills those Perverted cravings! And Thanks for letting me use that line for the title!
Warning: N/C into Aggressive sex. Yaoi. Oral.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi, Shounen Sunday, VIZ. I am only using them for pure entertainment value only.
Tadpoles. Good source of Omega 3's
Another day for an Inu hanyou named InuYasha as he trudged tiredly along the barely used path not looking forward to having to play night thief in some village in order to get clean. His face was fixed in an aggressive scowl meant to menace, hard golden eyes like bright stones threaten any who dared to bother him his very aura radiating an aura of violence all born of years of cruel life hardships and of cruelties experienced. He kept heading towards where he sensed was a village before picking up the scent of fresh water nearby. Turning towards the scent, the tired Inu hanyou increased his speed slightly eager to be clean and not having to sneak into a village bath-house to do so. He wanted to clean off the remains of a recent fight off his body and soak his tired muscles somewhere. His ass length hair was mottled with dark grey patches from matted parts, blackish-brown streaks from dried and crusted blood and splotches along with flutterings of bright green from leaves and grasses along with branches caught in the long, messy hair. His clothing looking filthy and ragged with dried blood, ground in dirt, little spots of stuck on bits of flesh so much so the original colour is indiscernible and it had multiple tears and rips in it- like he had gone through a vicious thorn bush.
The Inu hanyou may look worse for wear and like he was on the losing end of a fight but the one who did lose, who had dared to challenge him was nothing more than rotting piles of mangled bloody chunks and a giant blood smear on the ground. The now-deceased bull youkai had thought because InuYasha was a mere hanyou that he was an easy target for his torment that he happily called ‘Having fun’. The bull youkai had strength and sheer bulk to his advantage as well as having the formable weapons of twin horns tipped with needle-like points upon his head coupled with thick neck muscles to back up the horns. He had managed to get in several good gorings and punches along with many kicks before InuYasha was able to turn the tables on the youkai and use his bulk against him. InuYasha had taken his time and enjoyed killing his enemy slowly one piece at a time. He left the scene of destruction and found a small cramped cave to hole up in as he waited for his bones to heal.
InuYasha waited until the broken bones had knitted did he leave the cave, committing the exact location to memory for later use, and heading off to find somewhere to clean up both his clothes and wounds kept open through his own means to keep infection from dirt out.
Blood–crusted ears perked up when he caught the welcoming sounds of soft steam rising from a hot springs, which as he scented the air deeply was very close to the fresh water source – very close indeed.
Arriving at his destination, InuYasha was pleasantly surprised to see that the hot springs were on one side of the fresh water source that was being heated by a heat vent. He groaned painfully and wearily as he slowly entered the hot springs while holding his hair out of the way to lower abdomen height and settled down against a sloping edge. His pained groan turned into a heady moan of relief as his aching, knotted muscles slowly relaxed as the deep soothing heat penetrated his body. Soon enough he was able to move and take off his clothes one piece at a time and using the heated waters to wash them thoroughly. The haori and hakama were soon revealed to be a beautiful bright crimson of soft material. The tears and rips slowly mending as the fabric of the clothes having been made from fire-rat youkai fur still alive with youki aura tied to his own youki. The yukata and kimono under his fire-rat revealed to being a creamy, pale yellow and soft white. He wrung each piece of clothes off and placed on the lush grasses by the edge.
Once he finished with washing and wringing out his white fundoushi, InuYasha first used a claw to slice of a large hand-sized section to use as a washcloth and got out of the hot spring gathering up his clean clothes to hang them up on the bare branches of several nearby trees. Completing his task, InuYasha headed back to the hot springs leaving the makeshift washcloth on the grassy ledge and slid in.
Closing his eyes, he dove under the water and just swam leisurely letting the quiet peace of being under the water wash over him. Allowing the water to soak his hair and lift away the blood, mud and leaves slowly revealing a deep silvery-white-grey colour in place of the filth. He made a few lazy strokes under the water to glide like a snake before he rolled over onto his back and relaxed some more.
Stopping, he took care of his hair with swift practiced hands. The branches and leaves all drifted up and away in a small explosion. The remaining blood, mud and dirt quickly made a concealing cloud before it too dissipated away quickly. Leaving his hair now tangle and knot-free.
Surfacing, InuYasha opened his eyes as he extended his senses – searching and hoping for a bit of luck. His luck was still holding. In many patches at the bottom of the hot spring was fine sand he could use for scrubbing at his body. Diving back under the water, InuYasha kept going down until he was able to careful scoop up a large handful of sand. Cupping it tightly, he headed back to the surface where he carefully placed his prize in a depression in a boulder. He swam back to his washcloth and snatched it up returning to his sand pile.
First, he used the washcloth on his wounds to clean them hissing as he roughly scoured the dirt away that still stuck there. Tossing the cloth close to the sand, he grabbed a small bit and wetting it again started scrubbing at the more stubborn filthy spots on his body repeating after the sand was no longer felt until he finally was pink and clean. Then he returned to the makeshift washcloth and washed away the residue of the sand. Sweeping over and over his body until he sensed nothing was left.
Satisfied with his cleaning, he increased his youki just enough to sped up the healing until his body was once again unblemished. Then he decided to relax some more and let himself float on his back with his long silvery mane floating around him in a halo.
As InuYasha cleaned himself off, he never noticed the presence of a very powerful youkai who stealthily snuck up on him.
The youkai suppressed his youki into himself and just watched the young male as he bathed, expressing vulnerability very rarely expressed since he was six years of human age. This youkai was beautiful in his perfection. In his precise moves and impeccable clothing. His long hair fell down to his ankles to frame his very tall frame. The youkai’s usual stoic and cold face broke as a small dark smile turned the corners of his lips upward slightly. Perfect. Another chance to remind the hanyou of his position in the Youkai world. And he enjoyed reminding him very much. His deep hatred for being the cause of the Youkai’s father’s death in the youkai’s mind.
The youkai felt a stirring in his blood at the thought of making the hanyou suffer for killing his father. He found pleasure in giving pain to others. He had in the past many lovers both male and female most who didn’t survive his ‘tender’ attentions nor his poison to see another day. But that didn’t bother him in the least. They had served their purpose while they were required. Not like the way this hanyou keep surviving through everything and it pissed him off beyond reason which only served to deepen the hatred… and the obsession.
The youkai moved back into the blackness of the shadows, only his ice-cold amber eyes glowing revealed his presence. His royal white clothes of his status as Tai Youkai blending with the shadows instead of being a beacon. The youkai used a clawed hand to toss a lock of long white-silvery hair over his shoulder before drifting down to his armour. Untying the yellow obi-sash that double looped against his hips and thighs, he pulled it off and dropped it to the ground. Remove his sword from his hip, he leaned it against the trunk of a wide tree. He sneered at the useless sword. What good is a sword that couldn’t destroy his enemies but save them, recall them back from death? He removed his boots and the remaining sections and pieces of his armour. Until he was only wearing his white clothing and his fluffy fur boa.
He was ready.
He watched and waited for the perfect moment to strike his brother…
InuYasha sighed happily feeling once again normal and healed. He enjoyed these moments and hated them. Enjoyed them for the peace from the oppressing hatred he was forced to endure every second of his life and hated it for the reminder it represented that he would never have what everyone else took completely for granted (in his opinion) having a Home. He didn’t want to dwell on those thoughts so he headed back to the shore intent on drying off, getting dressed and getting his next meal which his empty stomach so eagerly told him about. Again InuYasha committed the memory of this place to his mind for future use as he stepped out of the beckoning waters. Dropping to his hands and knees, InuYasha crouched and shook the water off his body and from his hair just like a dog his race was part of.
Sesshoumaru smiled coldly and made his move, attacking his brother with lightening speed he pulled back a fist and launched it hard into InuYasha’s cheek.
Having punched his brother and sending him flying backwards to slowly spin and hit the hard ground on his stomach, Sesshoumaru waited for the prefect moment to strike and remind his younger brother – the filthy half-breed of his status, the Omega-Beta.
Snarling InuYasha was dazed by the suddenly attack and struggled to get up. How he hated his full-blooded brother… How he envied him. How he wanted him to accept him as family. InuYasha finally managed to get his arms to accept his weight without threatening to collapse under him that he brought his knees into play and shifted his weight out to evenly place over the hands and knees that now braced him up. So focussed was InuYasha on getting up on his feet that he never noticed of his brother using his super speed to disappear from standing well in front of him to standing a few paces behind him. He did notice it when his brother’s Mokomoko-sama wrapping around his limbs and spreading his knees more before tightening into an unbreakable prison bonds.
InuYasha snapped his head up and turned glare and snarl viciously at his brother behind.
“What’s the matter asshole? Can’t fight fair?” he snarled bitterly.
“Hnh, perhaps little brother you should be quiet and accept your position to all full youkai as on your hands and knees,” Sesshoumaru intoned as another tightening twitch was felt in his groin. Sesshoumaru could see the soft hanging cock and balls under InuYasha’s body and had a thought and smiled his frightening smile raising his hand he extended two of his fingers while his thumb tucked the other two fingers under it against his palm. The claws glowing a neon green before a length of rope made of his youki was created.
His whip.
Sesshoumaru flicked his wrist so the whip snapped out and wrapped around his brother’s cock in a very firm grip but not harming the sensitive flesh.
InuYasha hissed as the whip coiled around his cock and felt sweat prickle at his skin. Was his brother going to rip his cock off?
Sesshoumaru moved his wrist so that the whip slid off his half-brother’s cock slowly until it returned to him before he flicked his whip again. Again curling around InuYasha’s cock. Again he moved his hand so the whip would slid off slowly. Doing this several times until he could see his brother’s cock finally reacting to the caressing stimulus of being stroked. See InuYasha trembling as he fought against the bonds that held him, fought against the stirring need rising within his blood, fought against the enjoyment he felt from the touches. Sesshoumaru strode closer to his brother’s backside until he was within touching distance.
Kneeling behind his trembling and panting captive brother, Sesshoumaru reached under him and cupped the slowly growing erection.
“Look at this little brother, unable to control your disgusting base emotions. So very human of you…”
With an uncaring hand, Sesshoumaru swiftly worked at his brother’s cock. He groped at the silk sac that held the two heavy balls that would soon fill with his creamy white essence. Fondle the sac and the silky covered iron of his InuYasha’s cock as it lengthened and hardened to his touches.
“So like you InuYasha. Your desires are fueled by your tastes for violence and for lack of finesse.”
Sesshoumaru’s hand wrapped around the nearly straining erect cock and InuYasha could feel the soft difference between his own rough warrior’s hands and the pampered luxury of one in a role of power. InuYasha couldn’t help but pant and whine at the sensations running through his body. Couldn’t stop his hips from slowly rolling and grinding against the tugging on his cock by his brother. Couldn’t help but give off the scent of male arousal.
Sesshoumaru stopped and released his brother’s cock once he felt the rock hard throbbing in his grip and got up to move and stand before his sweating and panting brother. The golden eyes dark with rebellion and promises of revenge, of pain once he was free again. Once he was strong enough to take his brother down.
“I hate you Sesshoumaru. You fucking sick bastard!” He gasped out disgusted with himself and his body. Burning with a new hatred of his brother.
“And you are nothing more but a filthy, lowly, and worthless half-breed, hanyou. An Abomination that none shall ever have or desire. You should be grateful I am not going to kill you today but grant you a way to increase your powers, increase your youki,” Sesshoumaru replied without emotion as he slowly started to undress before his brother. He let his hands stroke and caress his body as he went to remove his clothes. Making sure his scent of arousal was filling the fabrics and to surround the air around them.
Each article of clothing he removes he presses the bunched up fabric into InuYasha’s nose to scent as he holds his head still with a hard and painful grip using a handful of hair before he tosses it aside and resumes the stripping of his clothing and stroking his body.
Finally dressed in only his fundoushi, does Sesshoumaru pause in his cruel torment of his brother. He brought his clawed hands to his bulge in his small clothes and began to stroke the tip of his cock through the fabric with his fingertips. He let out a silent moan at the pleasure he was feeling, that he was giving himself. He could see through slitted eyes his brother’s shocked and horror filled face. See his brother struggle in futility to escape what he now knew was going to happen next and it made him harder.
Pressing his palm down on the full length confined in his fundoushi he started to rub up and down in a slow motion. Meant to tease and to stir his desires more. His other hand drifted up to his chest as he rubbed his hand over his pectorals. Finding the hard nubs of his nipples to pinch and tweak harshly. Sesshoumaru groaned loudly at the pain-pleasure sparks in his body. His hand began to increase both in speed and pressure against his straining cock until he could feel his precum steadily seeping out into the cloth.
He kept it up until he had a fist sized soaking wet spot before he stopped his fondling of himself.
Letting his brother see his cold, cruel smile, he brought his hands into undoing his fundoushi and removing it from his body. Holding his under clothes he approached his bother again who remained too shocked to move until it was too late. Sesshoumaru used his speed to wrap the precum wetted strip around his brother’s head, ensuring the soaking spots were positioned over InuYasha’s nose so he was forced to breathe in the scents of his brother’s precum, breathe in his brother’s heavy arousal scent and have his body react more to it.
The cloth effectively blinded him and Sesshoumaru had wound it in such a way as to gag his brother and strain his jaw wide open.
“That’s it little brother. Breathe in the scent of power. Breathe in this Sesshoumaru’s essence. Of a Full youkai and know this is what you’ll never be.”
Sesshoumaru took in the sight of his little brother on his hands and knees. Bound by Mokomoko-sama, blindfolded and gagged with his mouth opened by his precum soaked fundoushi and Sesshoumaru shuddered visibly in great pleasure at the complete domination of his defiant hanyou sibling. He could feel his balls filling even more with cum he wanted nothing more than to spill but he had a special place he wanted to do this in.
He slowly got onto his knees before his brother, his cock so very stiff sticking straight out from him and curving upwards slightly that it was all too perfect for his final humiliation of InuYasha. InuYasha was jerking his head from side to side while his snarls and swears were greatly muffled by the cloth in his mouth.
Sesshoumaru at the same time that he clamped his hands on either side of InuYasha’s head speared the gagged open mouth with his cock until the hanyou’s nose brushed the silvery fur base of the cock. He knew that under the blindfold his brother’s eyes shot open impossibly wide in his terror. He groaned loudly, uncaring that anyone heard him much less his brother.
“And now my brother, this Sesshoumaru shall give you what you need to increase your powers. With your swallowing of my youki-infused cum will you become even stronger. I think that is very gracious of your brother, this Sesshoumaru, is it not?”
That said Sesshoumaru proceeded to pull back and lunge forward into InuYasha’s mouth with long, harsh strokes set in a steady pace meant to prolong the feel of being inside his brother’s hot, wet mouth. Feel his brother’s tongue as he struggled to use it to fight against the invasions into his mouth. Feel the wet muscle sliding along and applying pressure to his surging cock. To feel the way the hanyou’s tongue cupped the swollen, leaking head before slipping underneath. Feeling the grazing of the deadly fangs that strained to bury themselves deeply into his very sensitive and blood engorged flesh.
It became too much and soon Sesshoumaru had curled his body around InuYasha’s head as his hands locked his wrists around his brother’s chest his forehead pressed hard against the hanyou’s shoulder and back and commenced to fuck the gagged opened mouth fast and furiously with his youkai strength. His lunges undoubtedly will end up bruising his brother’s face for many hours after he has finished and left the weakened InuYasha to recover.
He knew he was making his brother gag with the depth his lunges pushing his cock well into his throat but that only made him harder. With one final powerful surge into InuYasha’s mouth, did Sesshoumaru’s balls tighten and release their load. His roar of completion rending the very air for miles. His cock pulsing and jerking hard inside his brother’s mouth and throat as he shot jet after jet of hot creamy youki-infused cum into InuYasha. The highly charged youki in his semen quickly making its way into the blood stream of the hanyou, making him shudder violently and pulse as he experienced his own climax.
Cumming on the ground below him and creating a large puddle.
Sesshoumaru fell out of InuYasha’s mouth as he panted harshly and fell boneless onto the ground on his back. InuYasha was also panting heavily and trembling as the highly charged youki did its work in increasing everything about InuYasha’s blood and youki. Sesshoumaru was able to release InuYasha from his bonds watching his brother collapse on his side unconscious and twitch as pulses of youki surged throughout his body.
“Tadpoles. Good source of youkai Omega 3's my dear little brother. And you were lacking in them,” Sesshoumaru once again stoically remarked as he recovered. Dressing himself he left to retrieve the rest of his outfit – his armour, obi-sash and sword before lurking close enough to make sure InuYasha wasn’t harmed as his body incorporated the sudden increase to his blood and youki powers.
End Notes: Please do not ask for more. There won't be any. This is a Pairing that I am very uncomfortable with and don't support.
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