He often found himself in control of his surroundings; but in this instance, he could not recall a single memory. Sesshomaru was want to blame it on his Halfling of a brother, but kept himself in check. There were some things he just was not capable of doing, and this was one of them.
As Sesshomaru pulled himself out of the bed he found himself in, he groaned. He noted a particular sore area near his rear. Absently rubbing the slight pain away, he walked towards the door to the room and grabbed something to cover himself. Frowning in disgust, he wrapped the towel around his midsection and opened the door to a dark hallway. Managing to navigate it, he sniffed once he reached the end, hoping to figure out where he had been taken.
No sign of anyone very recently being in the room or house. He growled lowly out of frustration.
"This will not do." He said to himself as he walked farther into the room he now recognized as a kitchen and stood still.
Noting that the shades were pulled down, he dropped the towel; it had been irritating him anyways he reasoned. As he foraged for something suitable to sate his hunger and thirst, he noticed a small, yellow sticky note stuck to one of the bottles.
You might not want to eat right now.
-your darling brother
The memories came then in a flash. He fell to the floor clutching his head in pain. Hot, fiery kisses; hands wandering; clothes flying across the room, landing on furniture; his long hair brushing erotically across Sesshomaru's bare skin, tingling across his erect nipples; and finally the sweet release of orgasm as he finally reached his peak.
Sesshomaru cursed as he felt the pain of hitting the floor. He had never thought himself gay, much less incestuous; but after the memories... nevertheless, he would have to wait until the lesser being that was his family arrived home to find out.
Two hours later found Sesshomaru sitting in the living area of the house, fully dressed. He silently thanked the kami's that Inuyasha hadn't torn his clothes beyond recognition. He was tapping his clawed finger methodically on the varnished table when Inuyasha walked in. when their eyes met, he froze, dropping his keys and everything in the process. Sesshomaru's growling started up, this time louder.
"Explain." He demanded through clenched teeth.
Inuyasha's mouth and eyes were still wide when he replied. "What is there to explain?"
Sesshomaru's eyes bled red with anger before he launched himself at his sibling, grabbing for his neck and closing his fingers.
"Last night, the memory loss. Those can be a start. If your explanation satisfies me, you shall live another day. Now speak!" he let go of Inuyasha's neck, but stayed close in case the hanyou tried anything. After a few seconds of coughing, Inuyasha straightened.
"You were drunk; I was looking for a good screw. Somehow, we ended up in bed with me on top and you screaming my name. That's all there is to it; why do you give a crap anyways?" Inuyasha spat out.
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes in a glare.
"You are hiding something, but for now you shall live. I will take my leave now. Keep hope that we never cross paths again, or you shall never take another breath."
As he stood to leave, Inuyasha grabbed him. Seeing Sesshomaru shocked gave him the bravery to do what he had wanted to do ever since Sesshomaru had started his growling. He pulled Sesshomaru towards him and kissed him, while pulling him towards the bedroom.