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CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE:

Sesshomaru's Tale

Part 1
A thick haze of Naraku's miasma occluded the sun as Sesshomaru marched on through the open field. The purple tented mist carried on for as far as the eye could see though the demon lord suspected it stretched much further for those that could view the land from among the clouds. It's potent smell and odd taste left his skin tingling and his nose twitching. His blood raced forcing his mind to wander while he attempted to reign in his body's reaction.
It had been several weeks since he had faced the demon Magatsuhi and regrown his left arm. The blade, Bakusaiga, which had appeared with his once lost appendage hung on his sash awaiting it's next opponent. Naraku and Magastuhi had both escaped to plot and plan while he and the spider demon's other enemies raced to put an end to their long journeys.
Sesshomaru had left Rin in the care of Jaken and Kohaku knowing the coming battle would be too dangerous for them. But as time dragged on and the only trace of Naraku appeared to be this less potent than usual miasma the daiyokai wondered what exactly the shapeshifting demon had in store. To him the appearance of the miasma was a welcome mat begging Sesshomaru to find and finally end his long time enemy. And it was an invitation that he would be remiss to ignore.
After trudging on through the field for nearly half a day and breathing in Naraku's poison mist Sesshomaru began to feel a strange heat come over his body. A slow ache ebbed throughout him as blood rushed to his loins. The irritating smell and taste the miasma had previously provided became akin to a musky perfume that excited his body with every whiff. And though Sesshomaru knew the scent to be poison the rest of him begged for more even as he pushed his instincts aside. The urge to relieve himself grew and the need to mate pressed against him like a teasing lover.
The demon lord tisked as he realized the cruel joke Naraku was playing. A slight blush danced across Sesshomaru's cheeks as he repressed his carnal needs and forced himself forward.
Hours passed as the open field turned to the beginnings of a dark wood all while Naraku's new miasma toyed with Sesshomaru's libido and began to dull his mind. Only too late did Sesshomaru come to the realization that the persistent nagging of his partially erect manhood was far from subsiding. In fact he was almost certain his arousal was getting worse. How powerful had Naraku become with the Sacred Jewel that he could now affect the daiyokai's normally stalwart resistance to poisons?
Deciding that he would need to find fresh air soon in order to keep his wits Sesshomaru jumped up only to notice his body weighing him down. Unbeknownst to him the mist also seemed to have sapped his strength though not enough to keep him from emerging from the mist and finding a clearing in the distance. Reluctantly Sesshomaru sunk back down into the mist unable to find the strength to fly.
With a bit of fresh air in his lungs and a direction to head Sesshomaru turned and began his trek to the edge of the mist knowing that he would not make it there until nightfall. Fully aware that stopping to relieve himself or running at full speed would do little but deplete his already waning strength Sesshomaru made a steady pace all while breathing in the thick musky scent that lit his body aflame.
Time stretched on as the demon lord's condition deteriorated. The need to spill his seed across the ground grew exponentially as the daiyokai's famed composure began to fail him. Thoughts of well-endowed demonesses and demons danced through his mind. In truth Sesshomaru's sexuality, and that of most demons, was fluid and hung more heavily on the act of dominance that it did on gender or specific fetishes. Now, however, the demon lord was driven by a singular need to state himself. He needed release and he needed it now.
Stopping to grip a nearby tree Sesshomaru forced himself to breathe steadily attempting to prevent himself from flooding his body with even more of Naraku's aphrodisiac. His clawed hand made it's way steadily down to his groin feeling the weight of his mostly aroused manhood. Unable to stop himself he gave his rod a firm press allowing a shiver to crawl up his spine as a spike of pleasure raced through him. It took all of his willpower just to stop himself from whipping out his cock and relieving himself on the spot.
Instead Sesshomaru took a minute and collected himself only to have a small moment of clarity when his body sent a shock of adrenaline to his brain. The scent of Naraku's remaining incarnation hung in the air. And it was far too close for comfort.
Sesshomaru spun on his heel gripping his sword prepared to fight as he saw Byakuya sitting calmly on the stump of a fallen tree a few yards away from him. A smug smile graced his colored lips as he sat with his legs crossed.
Irritated but wary that he may not be in the condition to fight Sesshomaru stood still and ready.
Byakuya spoke first in a measured tone that left Sesshomaru irritated and slightly aroused though he attributed this more to the poison that any seductive quality that Byakuya possessed. "Having some trouble Sesshomaru?"
Gritting his teeth Sesshomaru cursed himself for not noticing the effeminate demon sooner. "I have no time for the likes of you."
Byakuya scoffed, "Oh?" The demon smiled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly the world around Sesshomaru was spinning. An intense feeling of vertigo rocked the demon lord as he reflexively grabbed the tree next to him in order to keep his balance. In the distance Sesshomaru could see Byakuya's paper cranes spinning in a whirlwind around them casting a disorienting illusion until finally everything came to an abrupt halt. As Sesshomaru looked around once more his stomach dropped when he realized that the trees were now foreign to him. "How about now?"
Sesshomaru was almost certain that he was in the same place and that this was some kind of elaborate illusion though a creeping doubt rose in the back of his mind. He had not tested the limits of Byakuya's magic and had no way of knowing if he was actually now in a completely different part of the forest or even simply facing a different direction. Knowing he no longer had the strength to jump past the canopy of the miasma the demon lord growled in annoyance. "Naraku's bidding I presume?"
The demon shrugged as he closed his eyes and nonchalantly answered, "I was told to delay you. That's all." Byakuya opened his eyes and motioned towards Sesshomaru, "Though you might find such a delay somewhat...difficult to bear."
A blush graced Sesshomaru's cheeks as he realized that the demon was motioning towards the obvious tent in his pants that his semi-aroused cock was providing.
"But if you were about to take care of something then by all means...don't let me interrupt."
Sesshomaru found himself gripping the wood of the tree so tightly that his claws were digging in. "What do you want?"
Byakuya feigned innocence, "Want? Why merely to serve my lord Naraku. I was told to delay you so here I am. Mission accomplished. Though...I was never exactly told how long to delay you. I suppose that's entirely up to me."
Sesshomaru felt a twinge of anger vie against his ever growing arousal, "You presume to barter with me?"
The demon smirked, "You're not exactly in a position to decline. If you'd like I could just go and leave you to find your way out of the forest on your own. But perhaps you would like a hint about what direction you should be headed?"
The silver haired daiyokai paused. The mist was taking it's toll on him and every moment he lingered made his escape less likely. It dawned on Sesshomaru that in this specific circumstance it may not hurt to simply find out what the effeminate demon wanted in return for his help, as enforced as it might be. "And what exactly would you require for this information?"
Byakuya gave a knowing smirk to Sesshomaru as he slowly uncrossed his legs revealing a long semi-erect demon sized cock that poked through the incarnation's pants. Running a hand down his stomach and ending at his short silky black pubic hairs which poked through the parted hole in his pants Byakuya seductively made what he required abundantly clear. "I've always wanted to see what a handsome daiyokai like yourself has to offer. For a small gesture of humility I'd be glad to help you...in more ways than one."
Sesshomaru's loins ached at the sight of Byakuya's impressive manhood. The daiyokai's mind raced and his heart beat fiercely in his chest. As aroused as he was the idea of humbling himself before an incarnation of Naraku left a sour taste in his mouth. He had submitted to only a handful of other demons in his long lifetime and none in the last two hundred years. But his current position was less than ideal and his need for release was more than overwhelming. Sesshomaru noticed himself staring as he weighed his options and realized that Byakuya was sensually biting his lip loving every second of Sesshomaru's needing gaze.
Sesshomaru had seen the look before. A look of longing that had been stirring for quite some time. Had the demon always fancied him? Byakuya wouldn't be the first to have lusted after his exotic features. Perhaps he could press this to his advantage and extract the information from him by giving Byakuya a taste of how he normally handled those that found their way into his bed. Though this ran the risk of the demon fighting back to which Sesshomaru was less than convinced that he was in any shape to defend himself.
And of course there was always the option of calling Byakuya's bluff. If he was right continuing on as he was should lead him out of the forest illusion or not. But if he was wrong and the demon had in fact altered his direction he could end up being overwhelmed by the miasma.
Knowing Byakuya would only wait so long Sesshomaru made his choice...
Choose your path:

Part 1A: Accept Byakuya's offer to service him sexually in the hopes of getting directions and perhaps some relief for yourself.

Part 1B: Attempt to sexually dominate Byakuya and extract the information from him in between his moans.

Part 1C: Ignore Byakuya and continue on in the hopes that you are going the right way.
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