Chapter Three:
By CherryLi_chan
Disclaimer: no Inu-Yasha for me.don't sue me pweeze
(A/N: HEEENNNTAAIIIII!!!)
Today I haven't been feeling like myself. I feel weak. Tired, and lonely. On bright sunny days like this. When a soft wind blows and butterflys dance in the flowers.
I feel like murdering something.
Just letting crimson wash over me, cover everything in black and red. Let my instincts take over.
Kill not out of necessity, but out of bloodlust.
It depresses the hell out of me.
I hate days like today.
I sat in the goshinboku tree and thought for a while. About nothing and nobody in particular, turning through distant memories and fuzzy things I can't seem to place.
I started to day dream about him again and I think about how one person can help me forget about my past. How just by knowing he's alive I'm able to live each day.
My wandering hand fiddled with the knot at my waist before I slid my hand down and cradled my hardness. I felt a moan growing in my throat as I gently rubbed and images of past pleasures and fantasies flashed across my eyes. I anticipated the usual sizzling feeling in my stomach as I started to push into my hand and rubbed up and down faster. I groan and sigh and stars dance before my eyes, as I pumped harder, trying to reach the vivacious, and overpowering climax at hand. I can taste the arousal in my mouth, feel it watering in my eyes, and I yearn for something that is just beyond my finger tips.
I feel like screaming as I orgasm and cum into my hand. Being able to touch and feel the lust I hide inside of me. I started to shake and I could still feel the excitement, I let it tingle all through out my body.
My eyes flutter open as I sense him standing there, underneath of the tree watching me substantiate my lust for him.
"Sesshoumaru.." I manage to breathe out. Before I jump down however, I gather my wits about me. Not wanting to overwhelm him.
I jumped down in front of him, managing through every strength of my being to keep my eyes averted from his.
"I could smell you Inu-Yasha." He spoke as usual in his uncaring and unobliging voice. I've learned to ignore the need to make him show his emotions as I do. "I could smell your arrousal, Inu Yasha, do you want to seem easier prey for demons? Are you that naïve?"
I ignored him though, as I reached for him, trying to demonstrate my need, my desire.
He pushed my hand away and slammed me against the tree. A soft guttural growl escaped his chest as a small shimmer of emotion crossed his face before quickly vanishing away.
I grunted at the force of his hold on my chest against the tree. I didn't want it lessen, it reminded me of the fact that I felt so alive.
He leaned closer to me and pressed his face against my ear. I felt his breathe whisper againt it, and I ached like I never had before. "You're a fool." he said softly, before leaning away and looking directly at my face.
I had to look away, the craving building up inside.
"Please..Please Sesshoumaru..I need --"
But I was cut off as I felt him shift his weight and grind against hardness; he started to drag his clawed hand across my cheek, before he touched my lips with the pad of his fingers. The touch of his hand on my face lingered long after it was gone.
He tugged at my haori and started to pull it off. I could only stand there, doing nothing.
He bit and licked between the crook of my neck I could only try to stifle a moan but to no avail. I almost felt his smirk against my neck.
He started to lower himself on the ground trailing his claws down my bare chest as he went, leaving tiny lines of blood behind.
He grabbed my arm urging me to lie down next to him. As I did, he began to pull my hakama down. Immediately I felt self conscious, the obvious hard on I had embarrassed me, making it seem I couldn't even contain my lust and passion for him.
He ignored my obvious tension though as he took my penis into his hands, and started rubbing, at first just slowly, but enough to make me feel every height of desire.
I started to arch into his hand and seeing my reaction he pumped faster. My hand reached for his hair, feeling it slide through my hands like silk. He caught my hand and kissed my palm before sucking on each clawed finger. This only managed to make me moan louder and purr in ecstasy.
Before long I felt the beginning that peak, when my mind explodes and I could sense every molecule of the environment around me.
But he stopped right before I could reach it and get a firm hold on it. As he let go, I whimpered. I tried desperately to make myself keep that feeling where we had left off, before it was too late. He pushed my hand away from him though as I felt his tongue gliding over the tip. He wrapped his mouth around it and dragged his fanged mouth up and down, creating a sensation I had only felt with him, but felt new and exciting each time. Bringing new climates of pleasure.
I soon reached the same peak I felt only a little while ago, arching again into his mouth with each vibration of his own growls of stimulation.
As soon as I cummed into his mouth, he eagerly drank the juices of my aspiration.
He looked up at me and leaned over to ardently crush his mouth to mine. Our tongues were intertwined obsessively, the bite of his fangs against my lips brought the new taste of copper metallic blood. I could feel it trailing down my cheek and into my hair.
He noticed this and wiped it along my cheek, the blood leaving a trail across my face. After this he got up to stand.
I was alert again and grabbed his hand. "wait -" I whispered, almost inaudibly. I had a shiver of fear as I thought he was going to leave me again. I didn't want to be alone.
He looked at me and gave my hand a squeeze before letting go and untying his own clothes. As the realization hit me, I relaxed leaned back down to rest on my elbows, watching him undress. His chest was hard and smooth, his obvious strength belying his tenderness.
After he was as naked as I, he forcibly grabbed underneath my arms to pick me up and turn me around so that I faced the opposite way. I leaned against the goshinboku tree as he trailed his claws down my back, biting my neck which drew blood, before he quickly licked it away with his rough tongue.
He whispered softly into my ear. I felt the tickle and it caused my ears to twitch with ecstasy and longing.
I could feel his bulge against my back, it seemed to be as hard as mine. But I could anymore divulge on this thought, he pushed it into me. For a moment I was shocked and then I felt it and grunted as he dragged himself in and out of me. My claws grasped the trunk hard, my fingers bleeding with the effort to hold myself up and not fall over onto my face.
As he started to slow down, I unclamped one of my own hands and started to stroke myself, going with his rhythm.
For that moment we were one. One entity, one being. The perfect moment when we truly were at peace. I had never managed to reach this euphoria with anyone else before. It was love at its most pure. Two brothers connecting themselves to one another more than any other creature could know.
I rubbed myself faster with his rhythm. We were both so close to reaching our climaxes. As he orgasmed inside of me, he was ever more true to himself; He didn't let out more than a guttural growl that I felt vibrated all through out my body. Being the last element I needed to reach the point I also wanted, I cummed into my hand, sighing to myself, closing and opening my eyes as they watered.
We both sat there for a long time, not moving and hardly even breathing. We both panted softly and felt the sweat drip between our shaking bodies.
A few moments pasted and he pulled out of me, standing and putting his hakama back on. I felt too drained to even move. He grabbed my own hakama and handed them to me as I slide them back on.
These moments were always the tensest and most uncomfortable for us. We both wanted to continue until we both died from the effort. But both of us were unsure of the others reaction. Not positive of whether the other truly felt satisfied.
Disclaimer: no Inu-Yasha for me.don't sue me pweeze
(A/N: HEEENNNTAAIIIII!!!)
Today I haven't been feeling like myself. I feel weak. Tired, and lonely. On bright sunny days like this. When a soft wind blows and butterflys dance in the flowers.
I feel like murdering something.
Just letting crimson wash over me, cover everything in black and red. Let my instincts take over.
Kill not out of necessity, but out of bloodlust.
It depresses the hell out of me.
I hate days like today.
I sat in the goshinboku tree and thought for a while. About nothing and nobody in particular, turning through distant memories and fuzzy things I can't seem to place.
I started to day dream about him again and I think about how one person can help me forget about my past. How just by knowing he's alive I'm able to live each day.
My wandering hand fiddled with the knot at my waist before I slid my hand down and cradled my hardness. I felt a moan growing in my throat as I gently rubbed and images of past pleasures and fantasies flashed across my eyes. I anticipated the usual sizzling feeling in my stomach as I started to push into my hand and rubbed up and down faster. I groan and sigh and stars dance before my eyes, as I pumped harder, trying to reach the vivacious, and overpowering climax at hand. I can taste the arousal in my mouth, feel it watering in my eyes, and I yearn for something that is just beyond my finger tips.
I feel like screaming as I orgasm and cum into my hand. Being able to touch and feel the lust I hide inside of me. I started to shake and I could still feel the excitement, I let it tingle all through out my body.
My eyes flutter open as I sense him standing there, underneath of the tree watching me substantiate my lust for him.
"Sesshoumaru.." I manage to breathe out. Before I jump down however, I gather my wits about me. Not wanting to overwhelm him.
I jumped down in front of him, managing through every strength of my being to keep my eyes averted from his.
"I could smell you Inu-Yasha." He spoke as usual in his uncaring and unobliging voice. I've learned to ignore the need to make him show his emotions as I do. "I could smell your arrousal, Inu Yasha, do you want to seem easier prey for demons? Are you that naïve?"
I ignored him though, as I reached for him, trying to demonstrate my need, my desire.
He pushed my hand away and slammed me against the tree. A soft guttural growl escaped his chest as a small shimmer of emotion crossed his face before quickly vanishing away.
I grunted at the force of his hold on my chest against the tree. I didn't want it lessen, it reminded me of the fact that I felt so alive.
He leaned closer to me and pressed his face against my ear. I felt his breathe whisper againt it, and I ached like I never had before. "You're a fool." he said softly, before leaning away and looking directly at my face.
I had to look away, the craving building up inside.
"Please..Please Sesshoumaru..I need --"
But I was cut off as I felt him shift his weight and grind against hardness; he started to drag his clawed hand across my cheek, before he touched my lips with the pad of his fingers. The touch of his hand on my face lingered long after it was gone.
He tugged at my haori and started to pull it off. I could only stand there, doing nothing.
He bit and licked between the crook of my neck I could only try to stifle a moan but to no avail. I almost felt his smirk against my neck.
He started to lower himself on the ground trailing his claws down my bare chest as he went, leaving tiny lines of blood behind.
He grabbed my arm urging me to lie down next to him. As I did, he began to pull my hakama down. Immediately I felt self conscious, the obvious hard on I had embarrassed me, making it seem I couldn't even contain my lust and passion for him.
He ignored my obvious tension though as he took my penis into his hands, and started rubbing, at first just slowly, but enough to make me feel every height of desire.
I started to arch into his hand and seeing my reaction he pumped faster. My hand reached for his hair, feeling it slide through my hands like silk. He caught my hand and kissed my palm before sucking on each clawed finger. This only managed to make me moan louder and purr in ecstasy.
Before long I felt the beginning that peak, when my mind explodes and I could sense every molecule of the environment around me.
But he stopped right before I could reach it and get a firm hold on it. As he let go, I whimpered. I tried desperately to make myself keep that feeling where we had left off, before it was too late. He pushed my hand away from him though as I felt his tongue gliding over the tip. He wrapped his mouth around it and dragged his fanged mouth up and down, creating a sensation I had only felt with him, but felt new and exciting each time. Bringing new climates of pleasure.
I soon reached the same peak I felt only a little while ago, arching again into his mouth with each vibration of his own growls of stimulation.
As soon as I cummed into his mouth, he eagerly drank the juices of my aspiration.
He looked up at me and leaned over to ardently crush his mouth to mine. Our tongues were intertwined obsessively, the bite of his fangs against my lips brought the new taste of copper metallic blood. I could feel it trailing down my cheek and into my hair.
He noticed this and wiped it along my cheek, the blood leaving a trail across my face. After this he got up to stand.
I was alert again and grabbed his hand. "wait -" I whispered, almost inaudibly. I had a shiver of fear as I thought he was going to leave me again. I didn't want to be alone.
He looked at me and gave my hand a squeeze before letting go and untying his own clothes. As the realization hit me, I relaxed leaned back down to rest on my elbows, watching him undress. His chest was hard and smooth, his obvious strength belying his tenderness.
After he was as naked as I, he forcibly grabbed underneath my arms to pick me up and turn me around so that I faced the opposite way. I leaned against the goshinboku tree as he trailed his claws down my back, biting my neck which drew blood, before he quickly licked it away with his rough tongue.
He whispered softly into my ear. I felt the tickle and it caused my ears to twitch with ecstasy and longing.
I could feel his bulge against my back, it seemed to be as hard as mine. But I could anymore divulge on this thought, he pushed it into me. For a moment I was shocked and then I felt it and grunted as he dragged himself in and out of me. My claws grasped the trunk hard, my fingers bleeding with the effort to hold myself up and not fall over onto my face.
As he started to slow down, I unclamped one of my own hands and started to stroke myself, going with his rhythm.
For that moment we were one. One entity, one being. The perfect moment when we truly were at peace. I had never managed to reach this euphoria with anyone else before. It was love at its most pure. Two brothers connecting themselves to one another more than any other creature could know.
I rubbed myself faster with his rhythm. We were both so close to reaching our climaxes. As he orgasmed inside of me, he was ever more true to himself; He didn't let out more than a guttural growl that I felt vibrated all through out my body. Being the last element I needed to reach the point I also wanted, I cummed into my hand, sighing to myself, closing and opening my eyes as they watered.
We both sat there for a long time, not moving and hardly even breathing. We both panted softly and felt the sweat drip between our shaking bodies.
A few moments pasted and he pulled out of me, standing and putting his hakama back on. I felt too drained to even move. He grabbed my own hakama and handed them to me as I slide them back on.
These moments were always the tensest and most uncomfortable for us. We both wanted to continue until we both died from the effort. But both of us were unsure of the others reaction. Not positive of whether the other truly felt satisfied.