Submit To Me Chapter 2, an inuyasha fanfic

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the hanyou and decided to call his bluff. There was no way he was going to allow the bastard to touch him as he pleased and his beast would submit to its proper master as it should. Turning inward he began tapping into its primal power; forcing his eyes to begin to bleed red, his muscles to expand, and his strength to increase ten fold. Again he heard a single word spoken from the being on the bed. "Teiruu" He said calmly like it was a word he spoke everyday. Suddenly his beast shrank back taking with it its powers.

The taiyoukai was furious beyond all reason; the bastard had managed to control his beast, so that he could control his powers. Even without his beast's presence in his mind; his eyes continued to bleed a deep crimson as a deep fiery rage built within him. He was becoming a savage beast and he was too far gone to care.

Naraku watched as the inu lost his ever present cool control on his emotions. He knew that this would happen and was completely prepared for such an event.

Sesshoumaru rose to his feet, turned towards the being on the bed, and leapt at him. He landed on the hanyou's chest with his knees digging sharply into his rib cage.

Naraku grunted with the force before placing his hands on the youkai's sides and flipped him over so that he was straddling his waist. "Now that was completely uncalled for." He said with mock disappointment in his deep baritone voice. He trailed his hands up his sides and found the sweet spot on the demon's right side and attacked it with determined force.

Curling his lip into a snarl and baring his fangs at the being atop him; Sesshoumaru began bucking in order to throw the evil hanyou from his chest, all the while trying to ignore the pleasurable sensations that were beginning to course through his body from the continued torture of his sensitive spot.

"Fight me if you must but it will only cause you more pain than necessary." Naraku said as he brought his lips down to the mating mark and began nipping harshly upon it.

"Remove yourself immediately." Sesshoumaru growled out in a deadly rage. He was on the verge of a sensation he had no understanding of; he could only describe it as shear panic. His beast was inside as complacent as ever growling out that he should cease fighting against his mate; causing Sesshoumaru to go blind with fury and alarm at what the hanyou was attempting to do to him.

He suddenly felt tentacles wrap around his waist and begin to pull his hakama down until they were bunched around his bound ankles.

Naraku kept his fingers working over the erogenous zone on the taiyoukai's side while his other fingers worked their way down to the half hard half limp manhood of his lover. He raked his fangs from the mark on his shoulder up his neck to his ear where he whispered. "The sooner you calm and accept this the easier and more pleasant it will be for the both of us."

Sesshoumaru growled, bucked, and fought against his bonds with every ounce of strength he had in his body; which was slowly giving way to fatigue since his traitorous beast was sitting contentedly in his mind informing him that he should just accept his fate as he had done and enjoy the pleasure that is sure to come. Obviously his beast had gone mad and thoroughly expected him to join him in his bliss of stupidity.

A tongue slipped out and traced the rim of his pointed ear; making for the pointed tip then sucking and nibbling upon it. Sesshoumaru could feel the pleasurable sensations course through his body at a maddening pace. He then felt another tentacle slink around his upper torso and hold him down while the tip replaced the hanyou bastard's fingers taking up the torturing of his spot.

Naraku began licking and kissing his way down his neck to his chest and latching onto a nipple thoroughly sucking and nipping it into hardness. His hand stroked mercilessly upon his hardening length until it was at full attention. He then trailed his lips and tongue down over his chest stopping at Sesshoumaru's navel then swirling his tongue around the dip; delighting in the contracting stomach muscles of his lover.

Sweat dripped down Sesshoumaru's temple as he continued to fight against what was happening to him. This had to be a nightmare; there was no way that this could possibly be happening to him. As that last thought passed through his overworked mind a half growl half moan escaped his lips when he felt a hot wet appendage lick up then down his hard manhood.

Naraku licked the hard length several times before he wrapped his lips around the beading up with moisture tip. He lightly sucked upon it and reveled in the small taste of the demon lord's essence. He then pressed down and took his hard long length deep within his mouth; using his teeth to enhance the oral pleasure he knew his lover fighting against but indulging in as well. He traced his fingers from the hilt, down over his tightening spheres, and onto his tight entrance; where he prodded until his finger tip slipped in.

Sesshoumaru bucked up wildly when he felt his entrance being violated and growled until his lungs hurt with the force of it. Never in his life had he ever felt so helpless; not even when he had to take control of the western lands when his father died. Suddenly his vision went blurry when the most pleasurable sensation he had ever experienced shot through his body. The finger within him flick over something that he had no idea even existed inside his body and continued to do so until he was writhing shamelessly beneath the hanyou bastard.

Naraku grinned around the length buried in his mouth when he heard a gasp escape his lover's lips. He flicked over the magic spot within his mate a few more times and then removed himself altogether. He stood over the bound taiyoukai watching as his body and mind battled over whether or not this was an experience to be enjoyed. He removed his hakama and covered the demons body with his and began kissing at his neck. "Soon I will give you the kind of pleasure that you never knew could exist." He whispered against the smooth skin of the inu's neck.

Retracting all the tentacles back into his body; all but one which first removed the bonds from the demon's ankles and removed his hakama so that he could fall in between the long legs of his mate. Then it worked itself back up and wrapped around Sesshoumaru's hardened length, lightly stroking it, and caressing the weeping tip. Naraku lifted himself up and looked down at the face of the demon who was confused, angry, and clearly aroused by what was happening to him.

"Do not worry my pet; I will relieve the pain very soon." He said as he once again covered his body with his and began working over the mating mark on his shoulder before sinking his fangs deeply into his flesh at the same moment he thrust himself deep into his demon lover.

Sesshoumaru growled and fought against the sudden rush of pain through his shoulder and the sudden unexpected intrusion.

Naraku removed his fangs from his shoulder and pressed his lips to the pointed ear. "Shhh..." He whispered. "Just relax and the pain will recede." He gave the appendage a quick lick and placed his fangs back in Sesshoumaru's shoulder again; releasing small doses of miasma into the demon's blood. He rolled his hips back making sure to hit the sensitive spot within and slowly thrust forward. Repeating this process until the growling subsided to small grunts with only a hint of a growl beneath.

Gold eyes stared at the ceiling not understating what was wrong with him. He was actually on some level enjoying what was happening to him; but that didn't change the fact that he was being raped by his hated enemy. He could feel the black poison flowing through his veins and despised how it felt. He was surely going to enjoy killing the bastard above him and would use tenseiga to bring him back to life just to take pleasure in killing him again and again until he grew tired of it.

These thoughts were lost when he felt a sharp rush of pleasure flow through his body causing every muscle to tighten almost painfully.

Removing his fangs from his mark and licking over the puncture marks; Naraku raised himself up so that he could watch the face of his mate as he pumped deeply into him. He could easily tell that his lover was close to having his release forcing him to thrust increasingly harder into his tight hot cavern. He grinned in satisfaction when he felt long, creamy, strong, legs wrap around his waist pulling him deeper. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the pale pink of the taiyoukai and sucked his bottom lip in between his teeth and sucked upon it until it was deep blood red. Just as he pulled back a deep growl erupted from Sesshoumaru's lips as his back arced up spilling his seed all over their bellies.

Naraku reached his hand down in between them and ran his fingers through the essence of his mate then brought the finger to his lips and licked it clean. With two more hard thrusts; his eyes rolled back into his head as he spilled his seed deep into his mate.

Collapsing down to the side of his exhausted love; he pulled him firmly against his chest and nuzzled his neck. "Only with you do I feel such pleasure." He whispered against his sweat soaked flesh.

Sesshoumaru curled his lip in disgust at the hanyou but mostly in disgust at himself. He had willing given into the forces pleasures and even encouraged the dark hanyou to give him more. Oh how he wanted to run his claws through his own chest and forget that any of this had ever happened.

"You must eat." Naraku stated to the youkai that was kneeling on a silver satin pillow in front of the table which held some of his favorite foods. Raw bloody meats lay piled on plates, with rice, noodles, and small cups of hot tea, all spread out for his angry mate.

Hard gold eyes cut over to the dark hanyou sitting to his left at the head of the table. "No one orders this Sesshoumaru about." He growled out. He was tempted to curl his lip in disgust not at the hanyou but at himself; he sounded like a fit throwing child and he did not like it one bit.

Naraku turned towards him and leaned forward grabbing the demon lord's chin between his thumb and forefinger gently. "I am not ordering you. It concerns me that you refuse to eat and I worry that you will fall ill." Sesshoumaru jerked back removing the hold the hanyou had upon him. "If you do no eat soon I shall be forced to bring your beast out and let him hunt and..." He trailed off grinning fiendishly.

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the hanyou as the memory of when the half-breed had explained to him in detail of how he managed to break his beast. The rage that filled him forced his beast to shrink away in fear. Even when the hanyou had raped him that first night didn't make his blood boil as much as it did when his beast confirmed that he had mated with the hanyou and had submitted to him like a proper bitch to its submissive.

He had almost escaped the hanyou that day. In his rage he managed to break his bonds and attempted to attack the hanyou; who in turned covered him with his tentacles to keep him at bay. Every time he would cut through a tentacle almost immediately it would be replaced by another. This continued on until he was so exhausted he could barely manage to stay on his feet. Looking back now he knew that instead of attacking the hanyou he should have fled until he was able to regain control of his beast and then kill the hanyou; but no... his pride wouldn't allow him to flee like a coward.

The next two weeks; after the attack, were spent in bed being a slave to the hanyou's pleasures. Brutal the first few days; with claws slicing into his flesh, beatings, and some of the worst torture he had ever seen anyone put another being through. By the third day he was so torn and broken he could do no more than lay on the bed, eyes closed, attempting to block out the pain and try to heal himself. It was at that point the hanyou changed from angry to caring; beginning with healing the wounds he had inflicted upon him and forcing pleasure from his body.

As much as he fought against allowing his body to fall into the pleasure the hanyou was drawing out of him, he couldn't stop himself from encouraging the kumo; making him pant and moan until he exploded into a world of complete bliss. Oh how he had fallen from grace and for the first time in his life he had tasted the bitterness of shame.

That was when the hanyou had allowed him to be relatively free within the walls of his castle. That first day of being free of his bonds and the constant watchful eyes of the dark being; he seriously thought about leaving and was certain that Naraku was prepared for such an event. Yet his pride and shame wouldn't allow it. Of course he wouldn't tell anyone about what had occurred during his captivity with the hanyou but he knew without a doubt that Naraku would make sure that all would know that he had mated with the lord of the west; forever shaming the house of Inu no Taishou. The western lands would collapse when his enemies found that he had fallen from grace and became a bitch to a dirty hanyou. So he had stayed his feet and decided that once he killed the hanyou then and only then would he truly be free.

Of course the hanyou thought he only stayed because of the pleasure he forced from him; but he couldn't be more wrong. He stayed waiting for that one moment when he would be able to kill the bastard and take relief in doing so.

His thoughts trailed off when the hanyou spoke to him again. "If you eat and behave yourself properly I shall take you away from this place; so that you can feel the cool air of the land on your face and in your lungs."

"You would take me out knowing that I could escape you? Or is it so you can show off your pet and shame me and my name."

Naraku cocked his head slightly to the side. "You think all I wish to do is shame you? Iie, I just assumed that you would like to go out and get out of the confining walls of our home." He reached over and brushed his silver hair over his shoulder. "How about I take you far to the north or even across the ocean to another land?"

Sesshoumaru picked up his chopsticks and glared at the hanyou as he picked up some meat placing it in his bowl. "Iie, I will not go anywhere with you." He growled out.

Naraku sat back on his heels and watched the demon lord intently. "No, we shall leave here for a time." He could see that his mate was showing the signs of his captivity; his skin was sallow, his hair had lost it shine, and his eyes didn't hold that beautiful golden glow that they once did. Yes he had to get him out of the dark walls of his castle and bring back his healthy color.

He cut his deep browns over to his mate when he heard his growl of protest. "I know you must think that I wish to show off my prize but you couldn't be more wrong. I only wish to remove you from these dark walls..." He said with a wave of his hand around the room. "so that you can feel the freedom of the land. This is why I offer to take you far from here so that you don't have to worry about your honor."

Sesshoumaru placed his chopsticks across his empty bowl and looked hard at the hanyou. "You do not worry that I will escape you?"

"No. Where would you go if you did? Besides that would just anger me and we both know what happens when you anger me."

How could he forget? The muscle in his shoulder still hadn't healed completely and would ache when when he would move it a certain way. He really had no choice but to comply with the wishes of the kumo and knowing this he gave a barely noticeable nod of his head accepting the invitation to leave.

"Very good." Naraku stated as he rose to his feet. "We shall leave by nightfall." He leaned down and placed a small kiss upon his forehead then turned and left the room.

Two weeks later Sesshoumaru found himself taking up residence in an abandoned monk's temple far to the north in Nemuro. The first scent of spring filled the air but the look and the feel of the land was still held in winter's grasp. Snow covered the ground and the sun reflected brightly off the pristine white covered ground. Sesshoumaru had to admit that leaving the dark castle was a good idea and realized that he was indeed in desperate need of being outside in the openness of the land. Here he didn't need to worry about anyone seeing his shame of being Naraku's bitch; he only had to concern himself with his weakness to the hanyou's touch upon his flesh during the night or when the hanyou sought release.

He felt large hands on his shoulders and a deep voice whispered against his ear. "You find yourself well here?" He shrugged the hands off his shoulders and rose from his place on the stone bench. "I would find myself better if you were dead." He stated coldly then turned and entered the large building heading for the bathing rooms to soak away his cares in the hot waters. Naraku somehow managed to heat the pools like a hot springs much to his pleasure. He wanted to forget that he was now the lowly bitch to a hanyou bastard.

Naraku smirked as he watched his taiyoukai enter the building. As much as the inu didn't want to admit it he was beginning to release himself to him. He waited several long moments before turning and following the demon lord to the baths.

Sesshoumaru stood in the center of the large pool of water staring coldly at nothing in particular. The water lapped at his waist and his silver hair swirled around him with the movement of the dark hanyou entering the hot waters. He couldn't stop from curling his lip and baring his fangs at the wall across the room when he felt two tentacles wrap themselves around his wrists and another one sliding up the back of his leg heading for his entrance.

He felt the prodding of the small point working its way into him; it was so small in fact that he could barely feel it, that is until it entered and brushed over that damnable tender spot inside. His spine tightened up; forcing him to stand up straighter as the pleasurable sensation of that spot being touched shot through him. The tentacle continued to hit upon that spot until his manhood was standing straight out in front of him almost painfully.

He tried to ignore it by attempting to envision how he was going to kill the bastard and knew deep down that it wouldn't work... it never did. He would fight against the feelings the hanyou would force him to feel and every time he would fail miserably. He bit down the growl that wanted to erupt from his chest as the tentacle flicked over the spot again; forcing the need to find relief from his painful erection. He moved his hand in order to stroke it to satisfaction and quickly found out why the tentacles were around his wrists.

They were there to keep him from touching himself in turn forcing him to have to turn to seek relief elsewhere. He wouldn't willing go to the hanyou for his relief; he could hold out against the pain, he was a full blood youkai and he could shrug off his minor pain like it was nothing, especially a pleasurable pain.

Naraku sat behind the demon smirking as he watched his mate fight against the intense feelings coursing through his body. Every few seconds he would flick over the inner spot only enough to turn the youkai on but not find relief in the action. He then sent another tentacle to torture 'the sweet spot' on his side and watched as his tense muscles tensed even more along his back.

Sesshoumaru was slowly succumbing to the pain of the pleasure he was being tortured with. How he needed to find relief from the torment he was being subjected to. Suddenly the hanyou's voice entered his sensitive ears. "There is no shame in seeking relief; there are none here to see you give into your desires."

He turned to face the hanyou expecting to see that maddening taunting smirk upon his lips and was slightly shocked to see that his face was completely serene; making him feel almost... ALMOST able to give into his desires. Another flick of the two tentacles over his sensitive spots caused him to jerk his hips forward slightly seeking some sort of friction to relieve the ever growing ache.

Naraku closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the edge of the pool. "If you wish to seek relief I am here." He said keeping his eyes closed and body relaxed; with the exception of his own painful erection, but knowing that eventually the demon would give in and come to him on his own made it bearable.

Sesshoumaru just stared hard at the hanyou wanting to kill him yet at the same time wanting to find his release. Another flick with the tentacles forced him to take a single step towards the hanyou; yet at the same time he wanted to turn away. He was only a few short steps away from the male that could make it all go away but to go to him on his own was more than he could handle. A flick a step. He clenched his fists fighting everything going on within him; he was a whore to a hanyou, a lowly bitch... a flick a step... a mate to a male he hated with all his being. A flick a step. Now he was standing between the legs of the male he loathed so much. He was weak, pathetic, a shame to his own name, but he was also a male who was being tortured and teased into needing something he didn't really want but couldn't stop from wanting.

Still the hanyou kept his eyes closed when he felt the male come to stand between his legs. His control was slowly slipping but his lover was so close to willingly coming to him of his own free will... well almost free will. Granted he had to encourage him but the end result would be well worth the effort.

A few more flicks to his sensitive spots and Sesshoumaru's mind and vision began to blur with the pain of his need. He couldn't take it anymore he had to find release and he had to do it soon lest he went mad with desire.

Naraku smirked inwardly when he felt his mate place a knee on one side of his thigh on the bench he was sitting on followed by repeating the process with his other leg. However he suddenly halted all movement and sent off the feeling of second thoughts. Well he decided that he wasn't going to allow his mate any second thoughts; so he tortured his spots with force building his needy flushed body to the edge of release then halted all movements and retracted the two tentacles from their respective torturing spots.

A few seconds later he felt his demon lover begin to lower himself and he could feel the tip of his hardened length pressing against his entrance. He bit the inside of his lip in anticipation of what was about to happen and to keep himself from thrusting up into him.

Sesshoumaru pressed down feeling the long hard manhood begin to slip past his entrance and ground his teeth in rage at what he was doing; but gave that up for finding relief by pressing himself all the way down until the hanyou's length was buried deep within and pressing against his inner sensitive spot. He rose up and slid down again slowly getting lost in the pleasurable sensations that were coursing through his body. He placed his hands on the edge of the pool to give himself more leverage, closed his eyes, and dropped his head back slightly as wave after wave of euphoric bliss flowed through his body.

Naraku opened his eyes and looked at the male sitting atop him slowly rising up and sliding down and couldn't keep his hands to himself any longer. He removed the tentacles from his wrists and wrapped his fingers around Sesshoumaru's sides in order to control his movements. He then leaned forward latching onto a nipple and began sucking it as if he were a nursing newborn babe.

He released the hard bud and began kissing his way up to his neck and jaw line; nibbling his way over until he came to the soft lips of his mate. He licked and sucked upon them until Sesshoumaru opened and allowed him entrance. He taunted and teased the opposing tongue while he rose to his feet and stepped out of the pool while still attached to his lover. Sesshoumaru wrapped his arms around his neck, his legs tightly around his waist, and held on as they moved to the sitting area; wanting to keep their deep contact.

Walking them over to the sitting area where a mat with some animal furs were spread out, he laid him down upon his back and gave a few short hard thrusts then stopped as he pulled away in order to look down at the calm pleasure filled face of his mate. It was always at this moment when Sesshoumaru looked the most beautiful; when his deep ambers were lust filled and not flashing with rage and hatred.

He placed his hand around his lover's hard length and began stroking it until it was twitching with its pending release. He ceased his ministrations upon the length of his lover, placed his hands on his sides, and slowly ran the tips of his fingers up his sides, his arms, and when he reached his hands he laced their fingers together; raising them above his head. He leaned down next to his pointed ear. "You are so beautiful." He whispered then moved and placed his lips on his kissing him deeply. His thrusts were long, slow, and torturing, causing

Sesshoumaru to thrust up against him in order to create more friction and gain more depth. He closed his fingers tightly around the ones locked with his in order to hold on to something stable against losing himself in carnal bliss.

Naraku released his hands and placed them next to his sides in order to lift up and gain more leverage and strength for his thrusts. Sesshoumaru instinctively wrapped his arms around his lower back pulling the dominant male above him closer; almost as if he were afraid his lover was going to leave him.

Sesshoumaru began moaning deeply as Naraku's thrusts became more demanding and forceful; pounding against that strange spot inside him, a spot that would make him weak to the hanyou's touches. However at the moment he didn't care about who was causing him such pleasure; he just wanted the relief of the tension building up and tightly knotting his stomach.

Naraku leaned down and pressed his lips in a deep loving kiss with his mate then pulled back up grabbing his lover by the hips and lifting him up in order to get deeper into the inu's tight body. He began pumping deep and hard into him until he felt his inner muscles tighten around him in a strange fashion. The realization of what was happening dawned on him; like a sunrise, and he grinned in pure delight. He wrapped tentacles around the demon's wrists and bound them tightly above his head; for when the moment came, the taiyoukai was going to thrash hard and possibly cause injury to the both of them.

Picking Sesshoumaru's hips up even higher Naraku began pounding as deep as he could into his demon lover; forcing a thin layer of sweat to appear along both their bodies, waiting for the moment he had been wanting to occur for so long now which made the mating with his bitch all the better.

Sesshoumaru arched his back hard as his lower half tightened spilling his release. While the euphoria of his release swirled through his body; he suddenly felt a nauseating pain shoot through his abdomen and up his spine, forcing him to thrash with all his strength in order to break free of the male above him.

Naraku closed his eyes in bliss as the inner muscles of his mate tightened around him holding him deep inside. He continued to thrust as hard as he could until he moaned out his own release while holding down the struggling demon beneath him.

As the last of his essence spilled; he leaned down to the growling inu breathing hard, with a kiss to his forehead he looked into the angry red eyes of his lover. "Just relax and the pain shall recede." He said as he leaned down and began nuzzling the mark on his shoulder in an attempt to calm his hurt and angered mate down.

Sesshoumaru lay there growling and struggling; his insides felt like they were being shredded from the inside out with tokijin. What was happening to him? Never in all the times he had been given pleasure by the dark hanyou had the end result been so tremendously painful. So why now?

Naraku rolled over still attached to his mate bringing him to sit atop him; with Sesshoumaru's arms held behind his back. He placed his hands on his flat belly and smiled genuinely.

The taiyoukai watched the hanyou actions and he suddenly felt as if the air had been cleanly knocked out of his lungs. His body had accepted the hanyou and conformed in order to begin the process of carrying a child... his enemy's child. His shock quickly gave way to righteous fury; rage at the hanyou but more of it was directed at himself. He had willingly given himself to the hanyou, in effect letting his body know that he did indeed belong to the bastard and therefore was a bitch. A wanton bitch in heat no less.

Dark eyebrows furrowed as time continued on and he was still locked deep inside his mate. 'It shouldn't take this long for his mate to begin the process of creating a child should it?' He questioned in his mind. Maybe his body wasn't quite ready to accept him but was so close that it couldn't release him. So did that mean his body needed more of his essence in order to create? Naraku grinned fiendishly and figured why not go for another bout of love making with his lovely mate. He wrapped his fingers around the limp flesh between his legs and began massaging and stroking it lightly.

"Do not touch me." Sesshoumaru growled out. He was so angry no amount of touching was going to make it go away.

Naraku halted his movements for a moment while he looked up into narrowed blood filled eyes. "There is no need to be upset. It was bound to happen sooner or later." He sat up, grabbed Sesshoumaru's legs, and pulled them out from under him so that they were wrapped around his waist. He reached up and stroked his fingers through his long silver hair; making sure to glide his nails across his scalp. "This is to be a joyous occasion; our child will soon grow in your belly making you even more beautiful and desirable to me." He placed his other hand on his lower back and pressed him forward so that his belly was pressed against him. "I will admit that when I first acquired you this was all I thought about but I have found that I want more from you than just a child of our union."

He traced the magenta stripes on his cheek lightly. "I know neither of us truly understands the emotion of love but we do understand lust. I want you to just want me, to want to be with me..." He cupped his cheek, ran the tip of his thumb across his lower lip, and lightly massaged his lower back. "to look at me with out anger or hatred and to quit dreaming of the day you would kill me." He rolled the fingers on his cheek over and glided the backs of his fingers down his neck, across his chest, and down until they reached the top of his belly. "We are going to be a family and you would allow your anger and hatred of me destroy your child..." He looked back up into the hard receding back to gold eyes of his mate. "Our child."

Sesshoumaru growled at the dark hanyou. "The child; like you, means nothing to me."

"You say that now but when your belly is swollen and the child is moving around inside you, you will change your mind." He responded as he leaned forward and began nipping and licking at 'the sweet spot' on Sesshoumaru's side. "Besides its too late to do anything about it now." He said against his creamy white flesh and then returned to assaulting his sensitive spot.

Sesshoumaru curled his lip baring his fangs; he knew that the hanyou was correct in that there was not he could do about it now, and until the child was created they would be stuck together. He didn't want to bare the hanyou's child but he didn't want to be melded to him for all eternity ether. He was being punished by the Kami for some unknown reason and when the day came for him to walk the afterlife he was going to kill every single one of them.

Naraku's hand slid lightly around his back until it came to the limp piece of flesh lying between them and wrapped his fingers around it making long strokes upon his flaccid length. "You may as well enjoy the pleasure since it seems as if we are to be stuck like this for some time." He said against his neck as he lightly thrust his hips upwards feeling the pull of his mate's muscles around him.

Sesshoumaru could feel his manhood growing as the male licked and nipped at his neck and gently shifted within him. He pulled against the tentacles holding his wrists wanting to kill the bastard but he was held fast.

Lips left the youkai's neck and worked their way down to the mating mark on his shoulder licking and nipping at the tender silver spot; causing the piece of flesh within his hand to come to full attention. Even though his body was responding to his ministrations; he was fighting against it with all his might, but Naraku knew that Sesshoumaru couldn't hold out for very long against his attack on his skin.

He left the mark on his shoulder and worked up to his ear and whispered. "Give into your pleasure." He then began sucking upon the appendage, using his fangs to scrape the skin, which in turn caused the youkai to tilt his head to the side in order to give him better access to his pointed ear. Naraku grinned inwardly; the youkai's ear was always so sensitive to any touch making him melt and growl in pleasure. It wasn't the kind of pleasure that they were currently engaged in but a relaxing, calming, soothing pleasure.

He thoroughly worked over the appendage until he felt the muscles in the inu's back relax and the pulling against the tentacles cease. He retracted one back into his body and moved the other to replace his hand in caressing the hard length of his lover. He placed his hands just above his hips and started him in rising and lowering upon him.

Sesshoumaru placed his free hands on the hanyou's shoulders using them to lift himself up then to lower his self back down feeling the trapped length within him rub against his pleasurable spot. He felt fingers trail lightly up his back and tangle in his hair at the base of his neck and yank his head back; followed by long fangs grazing across his neck until they reached his shoulder. He felt a pinching pain as the fangs sunk deep into his shoulder and release his black poison into his blood stream. A moan/growl escaped his lips at the cross of pain with pleasure. He ran his sharp nails down the hanyou's back crossing over the spider shaped scar on his back then raked them back up again. He tightened his long legs around his mate's waist trying to push him deeper into his body and to wrap himself completely around his hard body.

The hanyou grinned around his fangs buried deep into the youkai's skin when he felt him wrap his arms and legs around his body. As much as the demon lord claimed to hate him when it came to their mating sessions he sure showed a different side of his self; almost to the point of love or lust.

When he felt that he had released enough of his poison into his system; he began peeling his mate from around him and with a little creative moving and adjusting he managed to spin his mate around while still attached to him and place him on his hands and knees. He leaned down onto his back and whispered in his ear. "Now I will take you as a proper bitch." Then with a quick lick he pulled back up, grabbed onto his hips, and began thrusting into him at a maddening pace. In all the times they had mated he never once took the taiyoukai this way; mainly because of the physiological backlash of putting his mate in the bitch position would destroy all the work in breaking him. He had to wait until he had given himself to him freely and today was the day his bitch had willingly come to him seeking pleasure; albeit he was teased into doing so, he would take it anyway he could get it.

Sesshoumaru threw his head back as the tentacle around his hard length began stroking him while its tip stroked against the tiny slit opening of his tip. He pushed back against each one of the hard thrusts the hanyou pumped into him. His vision was becoming blurry the closer he came to his euphoric bliss. All thoughts about carrying a child of his enemy, his position as mate to said enemy, and every other care he had blew away with each passing thrust over the sensitive spot inside him.

Naraku dug his fingers into his hips as the sounds of passions echoed throughout the bathing room. "Yes my pet; let me hear your moans of pleasure." He grunted out as he picked up his pace.

Sesshoumaru fisted his hands into the furs as every muscle in his body tightened as his seed shot out of him. His growl of pleasure bounced off the walls in effect enhancing the pleasure he was feeling throughout his body.

A few more hard thrusts and Naraku threw his head back following the suit of his mate and spilling his seed deep within his belly. As the last amounts of his essence spilled; Sesshoumaru's muscles contracted tightly then released him completely. Naraku couldn't stop the grin of pure pleasure that crossed his lips as his mate released him; informing him that a child was now growing in his belly.

He wrapped his arms around his mate's chest lifted him up, turning him so that they were facing each other, then he laid down with his bitch curled up on his chest, panting and slowly falling into slumber. Naraku trailed his left hand down the length of Sesshoumau's arm and carressed his hand gently before interlacing their fingers. Using his other hand he gently stroked his fingers through his silver hair massaging his scalp; forcing the exhausted inu into slumber.

Even after his mate fell into the land of dreams he continued his tender massaging and contemplated the future with his mate and their son or daughter. He didn't care which it was; all that mattered was that he was finally going to have the child he desired with the mate of his dreams.

With this last thought he rolled onto his side causing his mate to curl up into his chest and bury his face into the front of his neck. He swore to the Kami above that he would never let the taiyoukai of the west go. He then closed his eyes and joined his mate in the land of dreams.

Sesshoumaru stood in the center of the snow covered gardens taking in the feel of the cold air in his lungs and on his far too hot flesh. Even though the air was frigid; he was practically panting to release the heat from his body. He removed his black haori, dropped it to the ground, and just stood there letting the cold wind brush against his skin while his silver hair whipped about him.

How could the affects of being with child take hold so quickly? It had only been three days since the conception and already he was far too hot, exhausted all the time, hungry beyond belief, and above all else his body ached all over. His demon blood was being used to take care of the child leaving him to suffer the burden with no relief.

"Are you still angry with me?" A deep voice questioned from behind him.

Sesshoumaru didn't turn, didn't growl, didn't respond in the least; he just continued to stand there trying to cool off staring out into the horizon.

Naraku walked up behind him and placed his chin on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around him resting his hands on the flat belly that would soon swell large with their child. "You behavior is not good for the child." Still there was no response from the demon lord. Naraku turned his head to the side resting his cheek on his mate's shoulder. "I think it is time we returned home." He released his hold upon him, picked up his haori, placed it upon the demon's shoulders, and grabbed him by the elbow leading him into the temple in order to prepare for their return. The demon lord put up no resistance to the hanyou; just let himself be pulled along silently.

Naraku sat on the edge of the large bed where his mate was sleeping. He brushed the silver hair from his face and ran his fingers across the magenta stripes upon his cheek. "I wonder... will our child have your markings and silver hair?" He picked up some of the silver hair between and let it slide between his fingers marveling at how much it felt like strands of silk. "Or your beautiful golden eyes?" He dropped the hair from his fingers and began massaging his head and smiled as a low growling purr sound came from his mate's chest.

Naraku shifted so that his back was up against the large headboard and his legs were stretched out next to the sleeping taiyoukai and returned his fingers to his head. The trip back home took several days longer than the trip up; they had to stop constantly so that his mate could rest. When they finally made it home; Sesshoumaru was so exhausted and so hot that he was close to overheating. Naraku wasted no time in getting a potion to help bring down his body temperature and added a small amount of a sleeping potion to help him sleep through the night.

He was concerned with how his mate's body was reacting to being with child and hoped that it was just because his body was adjusting to carrying such a burden; a burden that it wasn't necessarily designed for. He gave a long stroke of his fingers through his hair and rested his hand atop his head before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. He suddenly opened them when he felt a movement and watched as his mate placed his head on his thigh and draped his arm over his leg. Naraku gave a light snorting laugh at the behavior of his sleeping mate. "You hate me when you are awake but when you are in the land of fantasy you need me close to you." He rubbed his fingers through his hair a few more times before he too entered that land with his mate.

When morning came Naraku awoke with a burning heat pressed against his chest. At some point during the night he had slid down the bed and laid flat. His mate must have placed his head upon his chest with his arm curled across his abdomen and his fingers curled under his side. He looked down and could see the sheen was sweat covering the youkai's forehead and dripping from his brow onto his chest. His silver hair was sticking to his exposed back; telling him that at some point during the night, Sesshoumaru had stripped himself of his haori. The other thing he noticed was that his mate was panting heavily trying to cool down.

What ever was wrong with his mate wasn't good. He slid out from under him, and left the room for a few moments in order to prepare a cold bath, then returned to the room, picked his mate up and carried him to the bath house. He didn't bother with removing their clothing; he just stepped into the cold water while his mate pressed his head against his shoulder, buried his face into his neck, and let off a small moan of pain at being shifted and moved.

He sat down on the small bench in the pool, grabbed a cloth, dipped it into the water, and draped it across the inu's forehead. He then used his hand to cup water and pour it thorough his silver hair. It seriously concerned him that the cold water didn't bring his mate to consciousness; which was a very bad sign as he continued to stay in the land of dreams. He looked down at his mate's flushed face when his teeth began to chatter loudly against each other. He rose from the water, laid him down on the stone floor, removed his wet hakama. and wrapped him in a thin sheet. He then picked him up, carried him back to their room, and placed him in the bed covering him with the large blanket.

Another painful moan escaped the blue lips of the taiyoukai and Naraku was spurred into action. First he quickly changed his wet hakama then headed for the room that held all his herbs and potions. Looking around at all the different ingredients upon the shelves on the wall he realized he had no idea as to what he would be the best medicine to cure his mate. He really didn't know what was wrong with him other than he was in pain and burning hot.

Realizing he was wasting time just standing there; he covered himself with his miasma and left the castle, heading to the nearest village to bring their naikai back and force him to heal his sick mate.