gift fic for Aleabeth at InuHolidays

Summary: Jaken discovers Sesshoumaru shameful fetish secret!


"Tell Me Your Secret!" by Abraxas (2009-07-31)

Only Jaken knew of Sesshoumaru's little, dirty secret. It was a knowledge the youkai dreaded and wished forgotten. If only the image of what that great dog demon unveiled were not tattooed into memory! It could not be wiped away.

Instead Jaken pretended it did not happen. Yes, denial, that timeless method of coping. He lived oblivious. To sounds. To sights. Ignored! And it was effective except when it needed laundry. And when it asked to be mended. It was impossible to deny the outfit when he clutched it.

Oh, why was Sesshoumaru cursed with that...fetish?

That night, god, it had to be that night. He relived it again and again within realms of nightmares. He heard a sound coming out of Sesshoumaru's bedroom. It was a voice, gruff and familiar, and it cursed with a filthy, dirty tongue. Coming closer and closer, the light inside casting a shadow across his face, he recognized what it was.

"Inuyasha!" he exploded. "Lord Sesshoumaru, what is HE doing here?" he yelled, asked while storming into that bedroom. "Lord Sesshoumaru?"

If only he died right then and there, alas, Sesshoumaru - with his hands gliding up and down along his flesh - was too aroused to notice Jaken.

It was not Inuyasha! It was Sesshoumaru dressed like Inuyasha! With the fire-rat red robes. With the fuzzy, doggie ears. White long hair unkept.

And the truth could not be denied - the great dog demon only climaxed when he pretended to be the hanyou!

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