Warning: Lemon (Worse) The first I have ever written...sorry
Keeping InuYasha
The children felt safe around him now, they accepted him. His ice cold, stoic demeanor no longer scared them. The power that had frightened them before now made them feel safe and secure. And, all of this was due to InuYasha.
From the moment InuYasha had entered his home he had caused change. The pups had taken to his, now far less, brash half sibling and his own two pups. The night he had protected the hanyou from his nightmares his first born had been cured of his fear of his father. Ever since then his pups had come to accept him little by little. The children loved his half brother, and as long as InuYasha chose to stay Sesshomaru would have a chance at being a real father to his children.
InuYasha turned his face away from the wind. Spring was well along now, and the urge to mate was starting to overwhelm him. He could not do it. This year he had a choice, and he was not going to do it. After what had happened when Reiko was conceived, he had never wanted to mate again after that year. Not that his yokai gave him a choice. Soon he would no longer be able to hold that half of himself back. He would have to be confined by then. He could not let what happened that year happen again, not when there was something he could do about it.
Sesshomaru could feel the glowing contentment growing inside him as he watched the children tussle in the garden. One of his best huntsmen had been trying to teach them tracking techniques, and the lesson had somehow turned into a game of hide, catch, and chase.
The sliding door leading to his office burst open, and Jaken waddled out hurriedly. "My Lord, My Lord," he called, falling over his own feet. Laying nose planted in the ground at Sesshomaru's feet he gave his report.
"Sir," the imp squeezed out. "My Lord, it seems that Lord InuYasha has been locked in the dungeon, sir."
"Call Cerberus to watch over the children," he instructed the imp, and left to see what trouble his brother had finally gotten into.
Arriving at the dungeon, Sesshomaru called the prison guard master to attend him. "Why is my half brother locked up here? What has he done to deserve such treatment?"
"No-nothing, Si-ir. Lord InuYasha asked to be chained up here, Sir." Sesshomaru saw the man's obvious nerves and his slight embarrassment.
"I wish to see him." The man nodded and grabbed his keys from his office. The prison master lead his lord down several hallways before reaching the most secluded cell in the prison. Turning the key, he stepped back to allow Sesshomaru through.
InuYasha was stretched out chained to a mattress, completely naked, with nothing more than a sheet under him. Sesshomaru motioned for the guard to leave. When the man was gone, he looked back to digest the beatific scene before him.
Iron chains wrapped around honey tanned flesh at wrists and ankles. Taught muscles were stretched across the mattress. A single sheet beneath him was hardly enough to comfort such a grand frame. InuYasha was flushed with a heat Sesshomaru only saw on youths still in their first heat. The hanyou's breath was heavy and fast. Sesshomaru was not sure what was more stunning, his brothers impassioned face or his engorged erection. The urge to touch that fantastic flesh was overwhelming.
"InuYasha what are you doing here," he asked, towering over his half brother's prone form.
"Can't, can't," InuYasha panted, "not again. Can't do it. Can stop it now. Must stop. Can't let that happen again." The heat had taken the hanyou. It was so bad he could not even form an intelligible thought; he whimpered.
Sesshomaru recognized the rut. InuYasha would be nothing more than a brainless, lust filled beast until he had had some form of release.
Giving in to the urge to touch his brother, Sesshomaru lay his hand on InuYasha's chest. InuYasha arched into his hand. "Please, please," he begged his brother. "Please."
Sesshomaru removed most of his clothes, folded them, and set them aside. In the interests of being able to eventually understand what is going on here, Sesshomaru told himself. He returned to the mattress and knelt on the side.
Reaching over, he played one hand across the hanyou's aching organ. He suckled one nipple, and teased the other with his fingers. InuYasha writhed beneath him. He played his claws across the half demons stomach, raising goosebumps as he moved lower. Sesshomaru could resist no longer; he sealed his lips to InuYasha's. His tongue reached in to dance with his partner's.
Sesshomaru did not remember removing his clothes after the first time his brother came under his ministrations. Nor did he remember lubricating and stretching his brothers tight entrance. Having gone this far, he saw no reason not to finish what he had started. Especially with the way InuYasha was still begging for more.
He entered the hanyou slowly. It pleased him to find that he was the first to have his brother this way. Pushing in gently, InuYasha cried out violently as he found that sweet spot inside the Hanyou. He worked that spot until he had the half demon riding that thin edge before that delightful plunge they both so obviously wanted.
Beginning to loose his pace, Sesshomaru timed his release to come just as InuYasha came. Feeling his brothers tight passage clench around him as he spurted his cum between their stomachs, the Inu No Taisho let himself go and came inside the hanyou.
Kami, Sesshomaru thought, that was better than anything I have ever imagined.
His mind had just come to another conclusion: there was no way he was ever letting InuYasha go.
InuYasha's Nightmare
InuYasha huddled in his brothers strong arms as he cried into the bend of his neck. "I...I," he had thought he would never tell this story to anyone, and it was hard to tell it now. Unlike hanyous, during the mating season true demons did not loose themselves to a completely different person inside them. They felt the overwhelming urge to mate, but they were their yokai. Their demons did not come out, like some sort of Jackle and Hide switch, completely obviating the consciousness that made them who they were. InuYasha, though, was hanyou, and therefore, different from his pure blooded cousins.
During the mating season, InuYasha would completely loose himself to the heat, and his Yokai would come to the fore. He for all intents and purposes, would be gone for periods of time. Reiko's mother was pure blood, and therefore, did not loose herself to her baser urges unless she decided to. She had been young enough, barely a century, when she had been locked in the cavern with him during the mating season one year, that those base urges had barely begun to show. What her parents had been thinking he had had no idea. Lost in the heat, InuYasha's yokai did not realize, nor did it care, that the girl had been unwilling, that she had fought him. It cared for nothing but its own release, and it had had it.
"I raped her," InuYasha told his brother. "Still a child, barely a woman, and I raped her. Had Yori and then Raiko not needed me so much, I would have killed myself. How could I have done it, something so utterly evil?"
Sesshomaru held him as he cried himself out.
"What happened to the girl," he asked when InuYasha had calmed down some.
"She gave birth to Reiko, because her parents wanted the prestige. I took in Reiko and raised her as best I could, because her mother could not bare to look at her.
"I heard she moved out of the village after that, but I've heard nothing else of her." InuYasha snuggled into Sesshomaru's arms, enjoying the feel of being held gently in his brother's lap.
"So you loose yourself to your yokai during the mating season," Sesshomaru reasoned out. InuYasha nodded. "What kept you from turning feral when you where with Kagome."
"I don't know," InuYasha replied. "Maybe I did and just never noticed because I had always had a willing mate at hand."
InuYasha leaned back to look into his brother's eyes. "So you see, you see why I have to stay here until the season is over. I can't let that happen again, I can't risk it."
Sesshomaru licked the salt off his hanyou's swollen cheeks. "I see no such thing," he told the half demon. "I am not the Lord of the West without reason. I believe I can handle one errant hanyou, even one as powerful as you."
InuYasha caught the praise in his brother's speech, but was still to worried to ponder it.
"But," he protested. Sesshomaru silenced him by tilting his head back for a kiss.
"You lose yourself when the urge to mate overpowers you. If this urge is gratified, and it will be unlikely that you will go feral. Besides, as long as I am near I can control your demon. Your yokai should actually be easier to control than you, yourself, are. It at least acknowledges my power and position." InuYasha was not sure if he should be relieved or insulted.
Then, a single thought brightened his mood. If he accepted his brother's offer he could spend his first spring in a long time with his children. It would be the very first time he would be able to pick spring flowers with Reiko, make a crown of blossoms for her. Once again he could hear the mating calls of songbirds as he took the kids out for a picnic at the first blush of spring, before the bugs came out to devour them.
"Really, you think you could handle me," he teased his brother. He laughed, Sesshomaru smiled.
"Let's go assure the children that you are fine," Sesshomaru suggested and set the hanyou on his feet. Taking his brothers hand, InuYasha allowed himself to be lead out of the prison, through the palace, and out into the gardens where the children where sharing a picnic with the disgruntled Captain of the guard.
Reiko was spitting watermelon seeds at the guard's hair as the man tried to catch Sesshomaru's three youngest children. Yori and Saku seemed to be having a debate about something philosophical, which seemed to be the only thing that Yori got animated about.
"He really does look like a slender version of you on your human nights," Sesshomaru whispered into InuYasha's sensitive ears. The Inu Hanyou shivered.
Smiling at one another they went to join the children.
