Chapter 2
Sesshoumaru was awoken the next morning by a surprisingly bright sun and the colossal sound of birds. The ground was thoroughly soaked as were the tree roots in witch he had fallen asleep, still kneeling, the night before. He blinked back the moisture bright light had stirred in his amber eyes, standing up slowly.
He clothes were still damp from the storm and his hair was tangled with leaves and bits of twigs, His muscles and head throbbed from the emotional break of the night before. He looked more like a drowned cat than the noble youkai lord he was.
He walked slowly through the sun lit forest that had been so quiet before the rain. It was now full of the chatter of rodents and insects and birds. He came to a hot spring and removed his clammy kimono, slipping in to the steaming water. He sighed his sore and tried muscles relaxing in the insatiably warm water. He sank low in the water, running his finger through his long hair to untangle it as the hot water coaxed the mud and chills from his limbs.
Leaning against a rock and looking up at the clear autumn sky through the steam he let out a long sigh. The air was cooler than then past months, a ruddy blush hinting through the green of the leaves as they where bushed by the coming of winter. It was his favorite season...
His mind then began to wander to the events of the night be for. He recalled the smells of the tree... the rain...
Naraku.
He absent-mindedly touched his lips, recalling Naraku's kiss, the feel, the taste... he wondered what would have happened had he submitted to Naraku. He blushed, feeling a stirring in his groin. He stood quickly, more blood rushing to his head as he rushed to the bank of the spring. As he bent down to retrieve his clothing, now quite dry, he heard a familiar voice and froze.
"You forgot this." Naraku said softly, letting Sesshoumaru's armor clatter to the ground, "I thought you might want it."
"Naraku!?" He gasped, stumbling back a few paces, suddenly keenly aware of his nakedness.
"I have no intention of letting you go this time, Sesshoumaru..."
Naraku advanced him quickly, Sesshoumaru in conflict with his body and mind. His body longed for Naraku, his mind revolted at the thought. He tried to keep his face calm but the excitement in his chest prompted a pink bloom in his cheeks. The raven-haired hanyou pushed him gently to the soft ground; ghosting kisses down the other's neck and collarbone.
He smiled as a breathy gasp escaped the youkai's lips, his neck arching in to Naraku's kisses. He looked down on the demon prince's pristine form with his glowing crimson eyes half lidded, his silky back waves cascading down on his pale locks that flared out beneath them both.
Naraku covered his pale well-formed chest with kisses, smiling as he heard Sesshoumaru's soft moans escape his thought. He gently kissed the naked youkai's nipples; he felt his flesh shudder at the touch of his lips. He smiled wryly at the demon lord, pulling away from him. Grinning at the surprised look on the stripped face below him.
"Please?" he said shyly.
"What do you want?" He asked in a teasing tone, caressing the confused demon's chest.
"Just... just – Ah!" Sesshoumaru cried out as Naraku licked his nipple.
"Is that what you wanted?" Naraku laughed, "You need only ask, milord..."
Naraku continued to play with Sesshoumaru's nipple for a short while coaxing cries and moans from his long closed throat. He moved his kisses lower, ghosting over the firm abdomen of the youkai.
He drew out his caresses, teasing Sesshoumaru relentlessly, never really satisfying him. He laughed as the other writhed in ecstasy beneath him, practically begging for more but not knowing how to express his want. Naraku straddled him, still full clothed, his hand and lips still for a moment. He had a superior look in his eyes as her took in the already flushed and panting form beneath him, the change of the lord from cold and distanced to a bundle of frayed nerves amusing him hugely.
"You bastard!" Sesshoumaru spat at him, causing a laugh to spill from Naraku in the air, "Your nothing but a fucking tease!"
"Aw..." Naraku said in mock pain as tears of mirth spilled from his eyes, "Your cruel, Sesshoumaru!"
"Shut up!"
Sesshoumaru pulled Naraku down on him roughly buy the front on his robes, kissing him with an angry passion. He yanked the purple material down off of his back, his hands tracing the spider shaped burn on the hanyou's back.
The Greatly pleased Naraku then began to further his advances on Sesshoumaru, send shots of electricity up the slightly smaller youkai's back as he caressed the erected groin gently. He then broke their kiss, slowly making his way down Sesshoumaru's abdomen with soft lips and a hot tongue, the virgin demon reacting wonderfully to every touch.
Naraku took him skillfully, make sure not to hurt him, bringing him slowly to his peak and holding him there. Sesshoumaru sang for him, his cries of pleaser chattering from his chest like a symphony to the red-eyed half demon's ears. He increased the speed of his thrusts as the youkai rocked in him, both of them panting and moaning till Sesshoumaru gave a finally ecstatic cry and released him self, falling back on to the bank. Naraku almost simultaneously fallowed, his soft waves enveloping them both as he tumbled down beside him, his soft lips brushing Sesshoumaru's ear as he whispered,
"I always loved the rain..."
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Oi, rushed ending I know.., I've actually been writing this for a loooong time on an off and hell I just wanted it out of the way man
Sesshoumaru was awoken the next morning by a surprisingly bright sun and the colossal sound of birds. The ground was thoroughly soaked as were the tree roots in witch he had fallen asleep, still kneeling, the night before. He blinked back the moisture bright light had stirred in his amber eyes, standing up slowly.
He clothes were still damp from the storm and his hair was tangled with leaves and bits of twigs, His muscles and head throbbed from the emotional break of the night before. He looked more like a drowned cat than the noble youkai lord he was.
He walked slowly through the sun lit forest that had been so quiet before the rain. It was now full of the chatter of rodents and insects and birds. He came to a hot spring and removed his clammy kimono, slipping in to the steaming water. He sighed his sore and tried muscles relaxing in the insatiably warm water. He sank low in the water, running his finger through his long hair to untangle it as the hot water coaxed the mud and chills from his limbs.
Leaning against a rock and looking up at the clear autumn sky through the steam he let out a long sigh. The air was cooler than then past months, a ruddy blush hinting through the green of the leaves as they where bushed by the coming of winter. It was his favorite season...
His mind then began to wander to the events of the night be for. He recalled the smells of the tree... the rain...
Naraku.
He absent-mindedly touched his lips, recalling Naraku's kiss, the feel, the taste... he wondered what would have happened had he submitted to Naraku. He blushed, feeling a stirring in his groin. He stood quickly, more blood rushing to his head as he rushed to the bank of the spring. As he bent down to retrieve his clothing, now quite dry, he heard a familiar voice and froze.
"You forgot this." Naraku said softly, letting Sesshoumaru's armor clatter to the ground, "I thought you might want it."
"Naraku!?" He gasped, stumbling back a few paces, suddenly keenly aware of his nakedness.
"I have no intention of letting you go this time, Sesshoumaru..."
Naraku advanced him quickly, Sesshoumaru in conflict with his body and mind. His body longed for Naraku, his mind revolted at the thought. He tried to keep his face calm but the excitement in his chest prompted a pink bloom in his cheeks. The raven-haired hanyou pushed him gently to the soft ground; ghosting kisses down the other's neck and collarbone.
He smiled as a breathy gasp escaped the youkai's lips, his neck arching in to Naraku's kisses. He looked down on the demon prince's pristine form with his glowing crimson eyes half lidded, his silky back waves cascading down on his pale locks that flared out beneath them both.
Naraku covered his pale well-formed chest with kisses, smiling as he heard Sesshoumaru's soft moans escape his thought. He gently kissed the naked youkai's nipples; he felt his flesh shudder at the touch of his lips. He smiled wryly at the demon lord, pulling away from him. Grinning at the surprised look on the stripped face below him.
"Please?" he said shyly.
"What do you want?" He asked in a teasing tone, caressing the confused demon's chest.
"Just... just – Ah!" Sesshoumaru cried out as Naraku licked his nipple.
"Is that what you wanted?" Naraku laughed, "You need only ask, milord..."
Naraku continued to play with Sesshoumaru's nipple for a short while coaxing cries and moans from his long closed throat. He moved his kisses lower, ghosting over the firm abdomen of the youkai.
He drew out his caresses, teasing Sesshoumaru relentlessly, never really satisfying him. He laughed as the other writhed in ecstasy beneath him, practically begging for more but not knowing how to express his want. Naraku straddled him, still full clothed, his hand and lips still for a moment. He had a superior look in his eyes as her took in the already flushed and panting form beneath him, the change of the lord from cold and distanced to a bundle of frayed nerves amusing him hugely.
"You bastard!" Sesshoumaru spat at him, causing a laugh to spill from Naraku in the air, "Your nothing but a fucking tease!"
"Aw..." Naraku said in mock pain as tears of mirth spilled from his eyes, "Your cruel, Sesshoumaru!"
"Shut up!"
Sesshoumaru pulled Naraku down on him roughly buy the front on his robes, kissing him with an angry passion. He yanked the purple material down off of his back, his hands tracing the spider shaped burn on the hanyou's back.
The Greatly pleased Naraku then began to further his advances on Sesshoumaru, send shots of electricity up the slightly smaller youkai's back as he caressed the erected groin gently. He then broke their kiss, slowly making his way down Sesshoumaru's abdomen with soft lips and a hot tongue, the virgin demon reacting wonderfully to every touch.
Naraku took him skillfully, make sure not to hurt him, bringing him slowly to his peak and holding him there. Sesshoumaru sang for him, his cries of pleaser chattering from his chest like a symphony to the red-eyed half demon's ears. He increased the speed of his thrusts as the youkai rocked in him, both of them panting and moaning till Sesshoumaru gave a finally ecstatic cry and released him self, falling back on to the bank. Naraku almost simultaneously fallowed, his soft waves enveloping them both as he tumbled down beside him, his soft lips brushing Sesshoumaru's ear as he whispered,
"I always loved the rain..."
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Oi, rushed ending I know.., I've actually been writing this for a loooong time on an off and hell I just wanted it out of the way man