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Originally Written For:Written for iy_boyslove, an lj comm. Run by the wonderful izzanami!
Word Count:346
Title:
The spider and the Dog
Author:Plumespixie
Rating:x/ma
Pairing:Sess/nar
Genre:hentai
Cannon/AU:Canonish
Summary: Sesshomaru dominates Naraku, leaving him unfulfilled
A/N: First every Yaoi
Silver hair curtained around his body, each strand looking as silky as his own webbing.
The hot dog-cock pressed into his un-oiled but well used opening, and he hissed in pleasure and pain.
The answering growl sent shivers through his body which ended in his testicles.
"Tell this Sesshomaru what it is that you want." Oh… his face burned with shame… he was so unequivocally defeated. Not by sword or weapon, on a battlefield, but by a rough wet tongue and a throbbing blunt cock in his own bed chambers.
"Fuck me, please, Sesshomaru-sama… fuck this Naraku." The cock that had only been still, stretching his anus to its limits, now pulled back, foreskin slipping, being pinched somewhat by his tight rectum. The dog-lord paused, only his tip buried, leaving Naraku feeling empty…
"Please." The spider whispered, "Please."
"Your kind was made to beg, hanyou."
The giant phallus teasing his entrance surged forth with inhuman speed and strength. His entire body lurched forward. He was forced to fall forward to his elbows, from his hands; his forehead pressed to the ground, so as not to be sent flying across the futon.
"That's better."
The move had obviously been purposeful, to force him into this new position of ultimate submission.
He groaned.
The pounding continued; his own cock throbbed, aching with the need to be touched, squeezed, stroked… but, he wasn't 'allowed' to touch himself, and Sesshomaru would never…
He felt Sesshomaru pull out, long before he came. No, Naraku was not worthy of the seed of one such as he.
He saw the taiyoukai leaving out of the corner of his eye, through a gap in the strands of his own thick dark hair.
"Please." He whispered again, knowing the dog would hear him.
The disgusted look he got shamed him into moving his eyes back to the floor.
"Finish it yourself, hanyou."
Once again Naraku was left alone, naked on all fours, his ass feeling empty and tears running down his face as he pumped himself to an unfulfilling climax.
Gods… he loved that dog.