AN: Just my jacked up imagination running its course. I do not in anyway condone the themes and actions expressed throughout this story.

I urge you to keep in mind that as humans, we do not always make the best decisions, even when we know it's wrong. I've transferred that state of mind over to the world of demons. That's how this story came to life.

Warning: Minors shouldn't read as this story contains sexual relations between two consenting adult males. If this offends you or does nothing for you, please leave. This is a yaoi tale, babe.

If you've made it this far, congratulations. You just read a full author's note. Now, on with the story.

Chapter 1

"Mmm. ."

"Mmm, indeed."

They two dog demons break away with grins on their faces, their hands never leaving the other's as they laid down on their sides, facing one another. Their hair stuck to their damp foreheads, sweat lining both of their bodies as well as the rumpled and soiled sheets.

"Ya know," the younger of the two started, his gaze glued to the canopy that hung over the large California king bed, "you sex pretty good to be so old."

His words earned him a tackle, laughing at the mouth that immediately found its way to his neck, the older demon's weight suddenly over his own.

"You should filter the words that you let pass your lips hanyou," the silver haired demon growled against his neck, additional kisses and love bites added to the already bruised skin there. The hanyou was sure the demon was aware he's just teasing him. Sesshomaru is not old. It's only in reference to their vast difference in age.

"Oh," Inuyasha asked, slightly out of breath from the demon's wicked mouth pressed against him. "I thought you liked me uncensored." He closed his eyes, back arching off the bed at the sensual grind he received from down below. "Your the one who said it entertains you."

"I do," the silver haired demon pulled back, his golden eyes serious. "Though, I'll admit my opinion may be heavily biased. There is not anything about you I do not take some form of pleasure in. I like everything there is to you."

"You mean love." The younger corrected with a raised brow, his eyes opening to reveal a teasing glint in his golden gaze.

The corners of older demon's lips tilted up before leaning down to place a barely felt kiss against the slightly chapped ones below him. "Love," He agreed quietly.

"More than your-"

"Stop Inuyasha." The silver haired demon sighed, pulling away from the hanyou to lay once more on his side. Away from his smaller lover.

Inuyasha turned his back as well, staring blankly at the bathroom door for a short moment before deciding he may as well get up. He sat up, his naked body leaving the comfort of the dark burgundy silken sheets. He looked down at the flaky dryness that left a trail down his inner thigh, as well as the new wetness that left its remnants behind. He headed towards the huge bathroom, walking across the white and gray colored schemed tiled floor. He entered the shower stall, turning on the water from one shower head before turning to adjust the temperature on the other. He stepped in place to get the maximum effect of both shower heads. He reached for the white bar of soap and began cleaning away the remains of their love making from last night and this morning.

He heard the feet that walked across the tiled floor but made no moves to acknowledge the presence. Not even when the door to the shower opened and closed behind him. He closed his eyes, his skin warming at the hands that came and rested on either side of his hips. He leaned back into the hard chest before he could stop himself. Once he realized his position he made to move away but was immediately pulled back to where he was.

The other's mouth found a spot in between his shoulder and neck, his nose slowly skimming the skin their. Inuyasha bit his lip at the warm breath that made itself known against his skin.

"Don't be angry," the demon eventually spoke, emphasizing his words with a light squeeze to the hanyou's slim hips. "It bothers me when you're upset with me."

"Yeah?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, staring at the wall in front of him. "Then maybe you shouldn't do things that'll get me upset."

He heard the sigh as the demon pulled away slightly. "I don't like discussing her with you."

"We'll have to discuss it sometime." Inuyasha muttered, turning his head as he looked to Sesshomaru.

"I know, but not today. Let me be with you how I want to today."

The older demon turned him completely towards him, and the hanyou turned without resistance. His anger already gone. The other took his mouth and pulled him closer. He plundered forth without hesitation and the hanyou felt something rise in him at the dominance. He wrapped his own arms around the slim waist before him, feeling himself being guided slowly back towards the far shower wall. The water barely touched them now but neither took much notice. He himself too lost in the sensations coursing throughout him. Inuyasha broke away with a gasp, gulping down the air as the demon moved towards his neck. His lips parted at the mouth that attached to his neck, a moan escaping him at having his erogenous spot shown such attention.

His lover took his time, each nip and caress sensual and successful in producing a shiver from him. A hand reached down to bring his thigh around the demon's hip and he rolled his hips into his lover's, earning a hiss from the taller of the two.

He moved slow, looking up at the sight that was his lover. The intense look in his eyes making him feel as if he could melt. They moved slow, hands roaming over the other.

Inuyasha brought his hand up to bring that face back to his, their lips barely grazing one another's. He looked up through his wet lashes. "I need you."

Lips met his for the quickest of moments before Inuyasha reached down between them, massaging his hand over the thickness of his lover. He pushed his ass off the wall, quickly guiding him inside his still slick entrance, a grunt leaving the other as he was slowly eased in. Still stretched from their earlier love making.

His eyes closed, his mouth opening at gradually being filled. He was pushed back into the wall, that mouth that made him feel like he was scorching on his once again. He took him in greedily, feeling as if he could never get enough of him. He moaned as the demon took control, pushing into him at a faster pace, drawing groans from the both of them. Inuyasha hooked his arms around the demon's slim neck as he picked up his pace, his back digging harshly into the tiled wall with each thrust but he couldn't bring himself to care. He looked down as he brought his own hips up to meet him thrust for thrust, the sight of his length disappearing and coming out too erotic to look away.

"So good. . ." The hanyou groaned with a squeeze to his lovers neck. "Feels good. . ."

"Your all mine Inuyasha." The demon told him, his breath heavy. The sounds of their skin heard over the running water. His hips pistoning in and out at a fast pace. Striking that wonderful spot inside him over and over with precision. "Your body belongs to me."

Inuyasha nodded, sound stuck in his throat as the demon hammered away at the bundle of nerves inside of with such intensity. He felt so hot. His face scrunching up as the pleasure became too much, hanging onto the demon uselessly. Strangled moans and hitched breathing finally filling the space.

"Shit, shit." Inuyasha held on as his other leg was brought around to wrap around his lover's waist, his breathing heavy as he was pinned and taken even more roughly. He couldn't do much more than hold on, the pace too much to do much of anything else. The demon had his way with him, his hips moving fast and precisely. Deep. Reaching so far inside of him as if trying to merge together as one.

"Tell me you belong to me Inuyasha." His lover's words a growl but failing to disguise just how affected he was as he moved inside Inuyasha's tight hold.

"Damnit." The hanyou groaned, exposing his neck further to Sesshomaru at the feeling of his climax coming. Sesshomaru kissed all over his neck, breath coming out in small hitches over his heated skin as he moved inside of him.

The demon's hand came up and turned Inuyasha face towards him, his thumb running across his bottom lip, never faltering in his stride. His strokes turned purposeful. Each jab deep and more pronounced by the words that left him. "Tell. Me. Your. Mine. Inuyasha."

Oh Gods, he was coming. The pressure was right at the verge of breaking through. The build up inside him fast approaching and he squeezed the demon closer to him. "I'm yours. I-I promise I'm yours. Just don't stop." He gasped.

"You feel so good Inuyasha," the other murmured against his lips.

His lips pulled up into a naughty grin at his lover's words but it was wiped away at the moan that was ripped from him. "Sess." He called frantically. "I-I'm-"

He made a choking noise as the demon's strokes suddenly turned animalistic, his back repeatedly meeting the wall behind him with force. Choked breathing left him as he came, body quaking as he spilled himself between them, the low grunts in his ear telling him his lover wasn't far behind.

He tightened himself around the demon and that was his undoing, he bit his lip at the sensation of being filled. The older demon moving in and out as he came down from his high.

Inuyasha leaned forward, arms immediately coming around to hold him. They breathed heavily as they tried to regain their breath. Inuyasha closed his eyes in a sigh, bringing his arms around the demon's torso as he listened to the other's rapid heartbeat.

"What are you doing to me, Sesshomaru?" He asked him, sounding lost to his own ears.

He felt his lover's arms squeeze around him, the tone in his voice just as bewildered. "I could ask the same of you, Inuyasha."

Inuyasha ruffled his wet locks before turning to leave the large and spacious kitchen, mug of coffee in hand. He made his way over to the demon who sat in the living room, laptop resting over his lap. Fingers typing away at the black keys. He sat down on the opposite end of the navy blue couch, eyes on the serious face of his lover. He couldn't help but wonder if he were aware of the almost blank look that settled over his features when he handled his business matters. It was a stark contrast to the raw and passionate look he held whenever he took him. Nothing was hidden then. It was so intense, the way he looked at him. As if he wanted to consume him like he were prey. It was intoxicating. Even after almost a whole year of knowing one another, he still hadn't tired of seeing his unbridled and more savage side. He enjoyed being the reason the man lost control.

He grinned into his cup of coffee as he brought it to his lips.

Sesshomaru was a man of many faces. He knew each one very well.

A hand on his leg brought him back to the present moment. He grinned at the demon who stroked the back of his exposed calf. One of Sesshomaru's white button down shirts the only thing he donned. "Like what you see?" He asked him, voice low and seemed to promise things of a naughty nature.

"I want some." Sesshomaru told him, eyes locked onto cup of coffee in the hanyou's hand.

Inuyasha's grin spread. "Of course."

He carefully crawled across the space to end up straddling Sesshomaru's lap. He took a sip of the warm brown liquid before leaning down to the waiting lips down below. The taste of coffee fading with every swipe of tongue that engaged in a lazy dance. He moaned appreciatively at the hands that gripped his hips before sliding around to palm the top of his ass. He moved against him, grinding slowly over the demon's swelling hardness. Meeting Sesshomaru's upward thrusts with one of his own. A clawed hand wormed its way into his hair and wrapped its digits with a fistful of silver white locks. He practically purred.

"That's it," he whispered hotly, smirking against that sinful mouth, "Do it."

He urged, tempting the powerful demon to give in to his more baser instincts. Sesshomaru prided himself on staying in control at all times but when they were together all pretenses flew out the window. Last night and this morning they'd taken things slower as they were known to do time from time. That was more of an exploration. A reaqcuaintance of the other from being separated for a full week due to their own official matters. It was not their norm. Nothing about them was normal and in the privacy of another's company they did not have to pretend it was. They brought out the worst in one another. Everything they did was wrong. That's what made their draw to each other so irresistible.

So very tempting, that forbidden fruit. Once you had a taste it was impossible do undo what has already been done.

Unrestrained kisses trail down his collarbone, the shirt ripped and pushed aside for the demon's wandering tongue. Inuyasha's hand supports Sesshomaru's head as he leans forward, pinkness flicking over the hanyou's erect darkened nipple. He tilted his head back, the pleasure on his face like an open book. His erection juts up, having no restraints. Sesshomaru's hand reached down to grab him, his hand skilled as he rings hisses and moans from those delectable reddened lips.

Inuyasha met the downward strokes, too lost in his pleasure to hear the shrill of the demon's cellphone. Opening his eyes at the single grip that closed around him and feeling the demon's head leave him. He watched through half lidded eyes as Sesshomaru brought the cellphone up to his pointed ear, his own eyes turning back onto his.

"Hello."

Inuyasha hears the woman's voice on the other end, one he knows all too well. Taking that moment to place his coffee on the nearby table.

"Hey," Comes the quick, soft greeting. "I was just calling to check in. See how you were doing."

"I'm fine," Is Sesshomaru's calm response, despite still slowly moving his hand over the hanyou's hardness. Their eyes connect, the want evident in each of their gazes. Inuyasha bites his bottoms lip and smirks as the demon's eyes dropped down to watch.

"Everything is normal here. Catching up on paperwork. How is D.C.?"

She sighs and the hanyou imagined her shaking her head. "Dull. These old fools are a pain to deal with. Right when I think I've roped them in, they find new terms to bring to the table. It's ridiculous. I'm making your father take me out to eat every night for a full week when I arrive back in Japan."

The demon's eyes take on a look of amusement and a short chuckle passes his lips. "I'm sure he appreciates you flying out to deal with the prospective partners."

An uncomfortable feeling blossomed throughout Inuyasha's chest after watching Sesshomaru take his eyes off of him, turning to stare out of the patio door where a large pool and jacuzzi reside. His hand leaving Inuyasha's body. He appears comfortable. Relaxed. Being amused by something she said and turning away from him. He didn't like it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't call to complain. I just can't wait until this is over. Laying beside you with a glass of champagne sounds good right about now."

"That can be arranged," the demon replies without hesitation. "We can make a night of it. Maybe visit Shikon."

"Mm. That'd be nice. We haven't been there in a while. I really do love their eggplant parmigiana and chicken alfredo."

Inuyasha ran his tongue across his upper teeth in growing irritation before making to move off Sesshomaru's lap but the demon takes hold of his wrist, not even sparing a glance in his direction. He sent Sesshomaru a withering look that went unnoticed as he attempted to pull his arm free but the grip around him only seemed to tighten in response.

"It's a date. Are you still scheduled to be back on Tuesday?"

"Yes. I was hoping to be able to wrap up the negotiations up faster but it doesn't appear that will be the case." Silence for a moment but she speaks again, voice almost shy. "Do you miss me, Sesshomaru?"

Inuyasha stilled at hearing that, intent on hearing the words that will come out from his lover's mouth in response to her question. Sesshomaru sends him a quick side-eye glance, feeling his sudden compliance. "Yes, Kagura."

"I miss you too." The smile in her words are impossible to miss. "I love you Sesshomaru," her words ringing with unmasked sincerity. "I know we haven't exactly been how we used to be lately but I still love you.. very much. And I.. I just wanted you to know that." She finished softly. Rustling on her end heard for a moment before she comes back on the line, a gentle yawn leaving her. "I'll let you go now. Hopefully I'll be home sooner than expected." She laughs. It's light and airy. "I'm looking forward to you and that bottle of champagne. Bye."

The call disconnects and Sesshomaru placed his phone onto the arm of the couch. Inuyasha stared at him, the other's unreadable masks meeting him as silence prevailed between them. A myriad of emotions running through him as he stared into the eyes of the man he loved. The man he -without a doubt- shouldn't love.

His mind plays over the conversation, her voice. So soft and loving. His voice holding a note of fondness. It's enough to make him sick.

"Inuyasha."

It's enough to snap him out of the cloud of happiness he's been shrouded in since their reunion last night. Reality crashing back in as it tends to do with them. Even while in another country she's managed to get to him. Touch the part that houses his insecurities.

"Inuyasha."

He focused back in on Sesshomaru at the light touch to his thigh, the silver haired demon still looking to him with that same blank mask. It being the last thing he needs to see right now. The need to flee comes over him. Get away from the man who affects him so. Sesshomaru leans forward and Inuyasha turned his head away at seeing the demon's intent.

"Let me go, Sesshomaru." The mumbled words defeated.

He felt the heat burning into the side of him but he didn't turn to see, not wanting to be pulled in like usual. To his relief, the hand on him slackens and he sprung up before the demon can possibly change his mind.

He can't help but note he's not being followed and it bothers him but the need to get away outweighs that bit of hurt. He slowly walked up the stairs, all too aware of the gaze drilling into him until he disappeared from Sesshomaru's line of sight.

He ventures back into the bedroom where they made love not even a few hours prior. The bed neat and pristine as if they'd never been. He walked forward and sat at the foot of the bed before crawling up towards the head of the spacious bedding and situating himself under the covers.

He closed his eyes, sleep impossible to obtain even though to escape his mind for a while is all he wanted at the moment. Suddenly very tired. The thoughts plaguing him making him uneasy. A part of him knows he deserved to feel the discomfort this but as he's learned about himself recently he can be selfish. He wanted it to stop.

So she's in Washington. That explained the call he got early yesterday. It wasn't often he got the opportunity to spend time with Sesshomaru in the comforts of the man's own home.

No, his and Kagura's home, his mind corrects.

He burrowed his head further into the pillow and the scent of his tears hit him, not even realizing he'd been crying. He couldn't keep going on like this. In love with a man who had to hide their relationship because he already belonged to another. He thought he could handle this arrangement but it was becoming obvious he couldn't handle this. Not anymore. He thought just being in his lover's life in anyway possible would be enough. For a while it had been. It'd even been thrilling at a point. Being the secret. Sending Sesshomaru back to her with his scent and markings on him. He'd hadn't been as attached then.

His eyes were opening. The closer they got the more he realized the severity of the situation. He was second in the life of the man he loved. Inuyasha wanted him all to himself. He'd been encroaching on another woman's territory for almost a full year now. Still he wanted more. It was becoming increasingly clear that he might not ever get what he so selfishly sought.

The thought of leaving Sesshomaru sent a wave of panic throughout him. He knew the demon loved him but how did the love Sesshomaru held for him compare when brought beside his feelings for her? Would he ever actually leave her and be with him?

He succumbed to sleep too readily when it finally came for him. Now he didn't have to think about it.

...

He felt the clawed fingers running through his hair upon awakening and it comforted him before remembering the phone call that had transpired downstairs. The room dark, only the twilight sky from outside peeking in through the blinds and into the large space. He realized he must've slept most of the day away. He licked his dry lips before rolling over, Sesshomaru's golden eyes unwavering and shining visibly in the darkness. His eyes intently watching him back.

"You were crying."

Inuyasha stared at him in silence as discomfort settled in, not sure how to proceed. That never having been a problem in the past. Sesshomaru seemed to notice and not hesitating to pull him closer. He didn't fight the pull but the slight tensing of his own body was a reaction beyond his control. A visible reaction to his mood. Even though a stubborn part of him doesn't want to -the jealous part that witnessed the exchange downstairs- he can't help but eventually relax in the silver haired demon's embrace.

Sesshomaru doesn't say anything else and the hanyou is grateful for the silence. He didn't let himself think of anything else, just listening to the older demon's steady heartbeat. He couldn't help but wonder if the beat of their hearts were in sync with one another's.

The touch that he knows is meant be comforting. The hand that runs over his back is not something he can get lost in. Sesshomaru's hand running lazily there. The usual heat in every touch there but failing to rouse that hunger it usually springs forward in him as a response. Eventually his forced peace fades into a whirlwind of thoughts.

His mind drifts to Kagura and imagines them like this. Was Sesshomaru this gentle with her? Did it bother the demon when she got upset as well? Did he make love to her or did they touch one other with barely constrained motions? Whose touch did he prefer? Did he even actually love him?

He looked up at noticing the stiffening of the demon beside him and alarm shot through him at the hands that suddenly scooped down to take hold of his shoulders. Looking on with startled eyes at the quick almost rough shake given to his shoulders.

"Never question my love for you again Inuyasha."

He let out a breath, realizing he must have muttered that last bit out loud. He didn't say anything at seeing Sesshomaru's displeasure. He knocked the demon's hands away from him with a brush off his arm, turning to lay back down, making sure to turn away from him. His eyelids rapidly blinking back the stinging sensation making itself known in his eyes.

An arm wrapped around his waist quickly followed up by Sesshomaru's body pressing flush against him.

"Tell me what to do Inuyasha," the demon whispers by his ear, the helplessness in his voice apparent. "Tell me what to do to make you happy."

A sad smile finds it way onto the hanyou's lips despite the feelings of melancholy gripping him. Always so quick to appease him. "What is it you wish to do Sesshomaru?" He asks quietly as if speaking any louder will disrupt their fragile peace.

"You're upset with Kagura calling. You've never reacted this way before." The demon observed.

That was true. He may have been bothered by it before even then, but he'd never felt the need to run away. He could remember many a time where pleasuring Sesshomaru while they talked would have excited him. Making their encounters that much more exciting. Not today however. It was the first time her voice had ever souded so. . . gentle. Vulnerable. He hadn't expected the call to be so personal. Their past conversations business related or strained. It was the unconscious push to continue with their secret dealings. His mind coming to the conclusion that it wasn't so bad what they did. Their marriage was on the rocks. Now, it appeared they were slowly mending the rift that separated them previously? He'd never heard him speak to her in that tone of voice before. Though the demon tended to steer clear of anything relating to the demoness in his presence. Maybe they were moving past the plateau that had hindered their marriage. Inuyasha hadn't even realized it, not thinking it a possibility.

"She loves you." He said matter of factly.

He felt the light squeeze around his middle. "You have me."

Inuyasha let out a breath. "I know. But you care for her more."

"Why are you comparing what I feel for you against the feelings I hold for Kagura? I do not think of it in terms of who I care for more. I care for you both."

"Yeah. Well maybe you should." He threw over his shoulder.

"No."

"No?" He asked incredulously.

"Why do you let yourself get worked up about this now Inuyasha? It has been almost a year. I told you of my ties to Kagura and you chose to keep seeing me."

He closed his eyes in a tired sigh, choosing not to remind Sesshomaru of his initial hesitance at seeing a married man. "Things change Sess." He said as if explaining something to a small child. "We never intended to get this involved. Now you and your wife are patching things up. It's only natural your gonna wanna break things off with me sooner or later."

Silence followed. Only the light sounds of their breathing in the dark room.

"What gave you the impression me and Kagura were fairing any better in our marriage?"

Inuyasha bit his lip. "I was right there Sesshomaru. I heard the way you guys spoke to each other. You made plans and-"

"That is all you heard. Yes, Kagura will always hold a place in my heart but the love on my end ran out long ago. Before I met you even. She is still my wife and that means I still have duties to perform as her husband. Even if I'd rather be with you." He finished almost quietly.

His stomach rolled uncomfortably at the image the word 'duties' supplied to his mind. "Why stay in a loveless marriage? Your giving her false hope the longer you draw it out."

"I can not bring myself to inform her to something of this magnitude so suddenly. She deserves better than that, Inuyasha. I'll tell her when the time is right."

"So you won't leave her?"

"I can't. Not now."

Inuyasha nodded as best as he could while laying down in such a position. Tears run both neither of them acknowledge it. Sesshomaru does however speak once more before falling silent. "As for your earlier statement on breaking things off with you. . . that will never happen. I wish to stay by your side and nothing more. I would follow you to the ends of the earth. I can never see you with any other but me. There's nowhere you can run that will hide you from me."

Sesshomaru shifted to move even closer but they're already as close as two people can physically be.

Inuyasha stared out into the dark room, seeing nothing as he feels the demon slip into sleep. He is a fool, he realizes. The tables have been turned. Now at the mercy of the man he once intended to have eating out of the palm of his hand and nothing more. He takes Sesshomaru's hand in his own and a small wash of peace comes over him. He can only hope the demon's words will prove true. He'll hold on as best as he can through the madness that was their love. Before it consumed him entirely.

AN: Edited on 05/01/2017.

I swear I cringed while going over this. It was terrible.