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skellywagTitle: Of a Different Persuasion
Author: Moi!
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing: Inuyasha/Sesshoumaru
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah *Pays homage to Rumiko Takahashi and all affiliates* Don't you dare try to pay me for my writing. Riiiiiight... XP
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The forest was absolutely still; not even the crickets chirped. The night creatures seemed able to sense the presence of the predator among them, and none wanted to call any attention to themselves. The trees were thick and blocked out most of the silvery light of the moon, even though it was nearly full. What little that filtered through the leaves reflected off the silver of Sesshoumaru’s armour, the only indication of his position in the gloom.
He’d left Rin and Jakken at camp, though he hadn’t wandered too far. After what had happened during the battle with the panther youkai, he’d wanted time alone with his thoughts. It was a difficult piece of information to swallow, knowing that the only time he’d successfully used Tenseiga, it had been in concert with Tetsusaiga. A low, frustrated growl rumbled through the trees. He wasn’t sure yet how he felt about the situation.
Sesshoumaru caught the scent long before he laid eyes upon its source. His cold, aristocratic voice drifted down from the limb on which he was perched. “Are you lost?”
“You left before I had a chance to talk to you,” Inuyasha replied as he entered the small clearing beneath his brother’s tree. “I don’t understand what happened,” he added after the youkai didn’t respond.
A snort. “You are quite amusing,” Sesshoumaru muttered. He rose fluidly to his feet on the branch, balanced there a moment, and dropped to the ground in front of the hanyou. “When have we ever had a conversation, Inuyasha? Or perhaps a better question would be, since when have you been interested in simply talking, and what gave you the impression that I would be a good person to experiment with?”
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. “I’m not here to pick a fight, so just relax. I was just thinking that we work together really well when we aren’t arguing, and I thought we might be able to come to some kind of agreement.” He realized it sounded ridiculous; neither was the type to compromise, and after all they’d been through, he’d never expected to be the one to offer such a thing.
Clearly Sesshoumaru had been thinking the same thing, because his expression was skeptical at best, one eyebrow raised. Granted he certainly wouldn’t have offered himself, but there was no way he could be sure of his brother’s sincerity, either. “Be realistic,” he snorted. “I am not going to involve myself in your obligations. There is nothing to be gained for me.”
Several moments passed during which the youkai was certain Inuyasha was hesitating. “Are we finished?” he muttered irritably. “I was enjoying the quiet.”
Finally Inuyasha made up his mind, taking a step forward and halving the already small distance between them. “Are you sure that there isn’t something to be gained?” he asked quietly, licking his lower lip somewhat nervously. “I think there might be something worthwhile I can offer…” he breathed.
Confusion spilled over the youkai’s face. “I don’t understand,” Sesshoumaru murmured. “What could you possibly offer that would be worth my aid? I would be risking my life against Naraku, would I not?” He rolled his eyes skeptically. “You think too highly of yourself, Inuyasha; you always have.”
To his surprise, the hanyou smirked. “I don’t think I am the only one,” he responded cheekily. “You seemed to have a great deal of confidence in me earlier, when you left that demon for me to finish, when you probably could have finished it with Tokijin yourself.” Inuyasha inched closer, resting his hands lightly on his brother’s chest.
A small shudder raced down Sesshoumaru’s spine at even that slightest of touches. “Very well,” he murmured, pressing closer himself and dropping his head so that his words puffed across Inuyasha’s lips gently. “Perhaps I think too much of you as well.” Amber eyes bored into orbs of the same luminous shade, searching. “So what are you proposing?” he murmured, licking his lips.
Inuyasha’s eyes positively glittered. He seized the youkai’s lower lip between his teeth, worrying it playfully. “I am proposing that we work together, and in return, I will make sure you have some benefits on your end,” he responded at a mumble, lips quirked into a smirk. The hanyou wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru, pressing their bodies flush with a soft moan.
The youkai echoed the sound, seizing his brother at the waist tightly and grinding their hips together with a gasp. His eyes were hooded heavily, and he could feel his rapidly-hardening cock pressing against Inuyasha’s abdomen. He rolled his hips suggestively. “I believe I can live with that,” he purred. “The benefits are too appealing to refuse…” A moment later, Sesshoumaru had hungrily claimed the hanyou’s mouth, dipping his tongue into the warmth lazily.
Neither of them had ever expected circumstances to change in such a way, yet now that they had, there were no regrets. As a matter of fact, their thoughts had centered rather quickly upon removing every stitch of clothing the other was wearing, as quickly as possible. The youkai’s armour was somewhat unfamiliar for Inuyasha to navigate, and Sesshoumaru was working one-handed to untie the hanyou’s clothing, yet somehow both brothers were naked in minutes.
Ragged breathing became the predominant sound in the clearing as they sank to the ground, the friction of their flesh sending shudders along their bodies. The youkai’s muscles quivered as he propped himself atop his brother, rocking his hips rhythmically against those beneath him. Inuyasha wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru’s neck, meeting each movement with a counter of his own.
A whimper escaped the hanyou’s throat. “Take me,” he groaned, thighs parting and tightening around his brother’s waist. “I need it…” His eyes slipped closed as he writhed on the grass, lower lip trapped between his teeth.
“Impatient, are we?” Sesshoumaru chuckled, his tone almost predatory with lust. He ground himself rather deliberately into his brother’s inner thigh before raising himself carefully and aligning their bodies. He could hardly breathe he was panting so heavily, the tip of his erection pressed to Inuyasha’s entrance. “Maybe I should make you beg…”
Before the hanyou could respond, however, Sesshoumaru had surged forward, filling Inuyasha so suddenly and completely, a scream was torn from his lips. The youkai remained motionless for several moments, containing himself and maintaining his balance on one arm. He inhaled a shuddering breath before dropping his mouth to begin nipping along his brother’s throat as he started a slow, steady rhythm of thrusts.
Inuyasha lay gasping and writhing on the ground, blinded by the mingled pain and pleasure of the flesh moving within him, a series of soft whimpers drawn from his throat. His claws were dragging shallow furrows down his brother’s back, but with the intensity of the sensations, neither even seemed to notice the blood dripping down Sesshoumaru’s back.
Two pairs of amber eyes rolled shut with pleasure, Sesshoumaru concentrating, Inuyasha simply unable to keep them open any longer. Their pants began coming faster as the pace of the youkai’s thrusts increased. A continuous low moan was drawn from Inuyasha’s throat as his abdomen tightened with impending release. He arched his body, tilting his head to expose his throat to his brother’s ministrations.
Seconds later a cry of ecstasy pierced the air, and the hanyou’s entire body spasmed as he spilt his seed between them. Sticky warmth coated both their stomachs, and Inuyasha collapsed bonelessly on the ground, gasping shallowly and shuddering slightly as perspiration cooled his skin.
His muscles continued to contract gently around the length moving within him, and it was only a matter of time before Sesshoumaru echoed his brother’s cry of release, filling the body beneath him more completely than ever. He emitted a shuddering gasp, eyes squeezed shut tight as his body was wracked with aftershocks so intense that his arm gave out shortly after and he collapsed atop the hanyou.
Inuyasha let out a soft groan, wrapping his arms limply around the youkai. “Can you really be so cold as to walk away from something like this?” he asked breathlessly, lips curving into a wry smirk. “It was good for you, too, wasn’t it?” he added, expression widening into a grin.
The youkai rolled onto his side before cuffing his brother almost affectionately. “You would do best to be silent, Inuyasha,” he growled with mock anger, “before I change my mind…”
~Fin.
Author: Moi!
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing: Inuyasha/Sesshoumaru
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah *Pays homage to Rumiko Takahashi and all affiliates* Don't you dare try to pay me for my writing. Riiiiiight... XP
A/N: Written for the lovely
cosmic_serenity. <3 Spoilers to Episodes 75-77 (the panther demon ones). WARNING: Characters are massively OOC. Please avoid if that sort of thing makes you grind your teeth.The forest was absolutely still; not even the crickets chirped. The night creatures seemed able to sense the presence of the predator among them, and none wanted to call any attention to themselves. The trees were thick and blocked out most of the silvery light of the moon, even though it was nearly full. What little that filtered through the leaves reflected off the silver of Sesshoumaru’s armour, the only indication of his position in the gloom.
He’d left Rin and Jakken at camp, though he hadn’t wandered too far. After what had happened during the battle with the panther youkai, he’d wanted time alone with his thoughts. It was a difficult piece of information to swallow, knowing that the only time he’d successfully used Tenseiga, it had been in concert with Tetsusaiga. A low, frustrated growl rumbled through the trees. He wasn’t sure yet how he felt about the situation.
Sesshoumaru caught the scent long before he laid eyes upon its source. His cold, aristocratic voice drifted down from the limb on which he was perched. “Are you lost?”
“You left before I had a chance to talk to you,” Inuyasha replied as he entered the small clearing beneath his brother’s tree. “I don’t understand what happened,” he added after the youkai didn’t respond.
A snort. “You are quite amusing,” Sesshoumaru muttered. He rose fluidly to his feet on the branch, balanced there a moment, and dropped to the ground in front of the hanyou. “When have we ever had a conversation, Inuyasha? Or perhaps a better question would be, since when have you been interested in simply talking, and what gave you the impression that I would be a good person to experiment with?”
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. “I’m not here to pick a fight, so just relax. I was just thinking that we work together really well when we aren’t arguing, and I thought we might be able to come to some kind of agreement.” He realized it sounded ridiculous; neither was the type to compromise, and after all they’d been through, he’d never expected to be the one to offer such a thing.
Clearly Sesshoumaru had been thinking the same thing, because his expression was skeptical at best, one eyebrow raised. Granted he certainly wouldn’t have offered himself, but there was no way he could be sure of his brother’s sincerity, either. “Be realistic,” he snorted. “I am not going to involve myself in your obligations. There is nothing to be gained for me.”
Several moments passed during which the youkai was certain Inuyasha was hesitating. “Are we finished?” he muttered irritably. “I was enjoying the quiet.”
Finally Inuyasha made up his mind, taking a step forward and halving the already small distance between them. “Are you sure that there isn’t something to be gained?” he asked quietly, licking his lower lip somewhat nervously. “I think there might be something worthwhile I can offer…” he breathed.
Confusion spilled over the youkai’s face. “I don’t understand,” Sesshoumaru murmured. “What could you possibly offer that would be worth my aid? I would be risking my life against Naraku, would I not?” He rolled his eyes skeptically. “You think too highly of yourself, Inuyasha; you always have.”
To his surprise, the hanyou smirked. “I don’t think I am the only one,” he responded cheekily. “You seemed to have a great deal of confidence in me earlier, when you left that demon for me to finish, when you probably could have finished it with Tokijin yourself.” Inuyasha inched closer, resting his hands lightly on his brother’s chest.
A small shudder raced down Sesshoumaru’s spine at even that slightest of touches. “Very well,” he murmured, pressing closer himself and dropping his head so that his words puffed across Inuyasha’s lips gently. “Perhaps I think too much of you as well.” Amber eyes bored into orbs of the same luminous shade, searching. “So what are you proposing?” he murmured, licking his lips.
Inuyasha’s eyes positively glittered. He seized the youkai’s lower lip between his teeth, worrying it playfully. “I am proposing that we work together, and in return, I will make sure you have some benefits on your end,” he responded at a mumble, lips quirked into a smirk. The hanyou wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru, pressing their bodies flush with a soft moan.
The youkai echoed the sound, seizing his brother at the waist tightly and grinding their hips together with a gasp. His eyes were hooded heavily, and he could feel his rapidly-hardening cock pressing against Inuyasha’s abdomen. He rolled his hips suggestively. “I believe I can live with that,” he purred. “The benefits are too appealing to refuse…” A moment later, Sesshoumaru had hungrily claimed the hanyou’s mouth, dipping his tongue into the warmth lazily.
Neither of them had ever expected circumstances to change in such a way, yet now that they had, there were no regrets. As a matter of fact, their thoughts had centered rather quickly upon removing every stitch of clothing the other was wearing, as quickly as possible. The youkai’s armour was somewhat unfamiliar for Inuyasha to navigate, and Sesshoumaru was working one-handed to untie the hanyou’s clothing, yet somehow both brothers were naked in minutes.
Ragged breathing became the predominant sound in the clearing as they sank to the ground, the friction of their flesh sending shudders along their bodies. The youkai’s muscles quivered as he propped himself atop his brother, rocking his hips rhythmically against those beneath him. Inuyasha wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru’s neck, meeting each movement with a counter of his own.
A whimper escaped the hanyou’s throat. “Take me,” he groaned, thighs parting and tightening around his brother’s waist. “I need it…” His eyes slipped closed as he writhed on the grass, lower lip trapped between his teeth.
“Impatient, are we?” Sesshoumaru chuckled, his tone almost predatory with lust. He ground himself rather deliberately into his brother’s inner thigh before raising himself carefully and aligning their bodies. He could hardly breathe he was panting so heavily, the tip of his erection pressed to Inuyasha’s entrance. “Maybe I should make you beg…”
Before the hanyou could respond, however, Sesshoumaru had surged forward, filling Inuyasha so suddenly and completely, a scream was torn from his lips. The youkai remained motionless for several moments, containing himself and maintaining his balance on one arm. He inhaled a shuddering breath before dropping his mouth to begin nipping along his brother’s throat as he started a slow, steady rhythm of thrusts.
Inuyasha lay gasping and writhing on the ground, blinded by the mingled pain and pleasure of the flesh moving within him, a series of soft whimpers drawn from his throat. His claws were dragging shallow furrows down his brother’s back, but with the intensity of the sensations, neither even seemed to notice the blood dripping down Sesshoumaru’s back.
Two pairs of amber eyes rolled shut with pleasure, Sesshoumaru concentrating, Inuyasha simply unable to keep them open any longer. Their pants began coming faster as the pace of the youkai’s thrusts increased. A continuous low moan was drawn from Inuyasha’s throat as his abdomen tightened with impending release. He arched his body, tilting his head to expose his throat to his brother’s ministrations.
Seconds later a cry of ecstasy pierced the air, and the hanyou’s entire body spasmed as he spilt his seed between them. Sticky warmth coated both their stomachs, and Inuyasha collapsed bonelessly on the ground, gasping shallowly and shuddering slightly as perspiration cooled his skin.
His muscles continued to contract gently around the length moving within him, and it was only a matter of time before Sesshoumaru echoed his brother’s cry of release, filling the body beneath him more completely than ever. He emitted a shuddering gasp, eyes squeezed shut tight as his body was wracked with aftershocks so intense that his arm gave out shortly after and he collapsed atop the hanyou.
Inuyasha let out a soft groan, wrapping his arms limply around the youkai. “Can you really be so cold as to walk away from something like this?” he asked breathlessly, lips curving into a wry smirk. “It was good for you, too, wasn’t it?” he added, expression widening into a grin.
The youkai rolled onto his side before cuffing his brother almost affectionately. “You would do best to be silent, Inuyasha,” he growled with mock anger, “before I change my mind…”
~Fin.
