Call of the Spider
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: coughs Just to get a point across, Sesshoumaru is not weak, frail, meek, or pathetic or whatever. He might seem so, but that's only because Naraku steals his energy. So if anyone complains about him being "OOC" in this fic, don't. He is very in character in this fanfic and I am trying. Besides, its pointless to flame FIRE.
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru's power being drained, and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Chapter One: "Weakness"
"Sesshoumaru...oh, Sesshoumaru-sama..." An alluring voice called. It sounded so near and yet so far away at the same time.
Sesshoumaru tried to open his eyes, but he could not. His eyelids felt so heavy, as if invisible weights tied them down. Besides that, his body felt...bare...?
The youkai lord's eyes bolted open and he jerked up to a sitting position. He looked around carefully and slowly, yet he saw nothing.
Someone snickered.
Sesshoumaru growled; his body stiffened and tensed as he still tried to sense...this thing...
"Lovely Sesshoumaru...what is it that hails you? You cannot see? But...can you still feel...?" The voice purred again. It was obviously male, belonging to that of a demon. The inu youkai could have sworn he felt its lust and it disturbed him. What kind of lust, he thought silently, musing.
A hot hand caressed down his thigh slowly, as if trying to memorize and enjoy the silky porcelain skin of the dog demon...or to simply entice him.
Sesshoumaru lashed out, but only at air. He still couldn't see; he could only hear his own steady breathing and that...voice.
"Who dares disrespect this Sesshoumaru-sama? And what do you want?" Sesshoumaru finally voiced. He felt his hair being slowly moved from the back of his neck by clawed fingers. A hot mouth kissed and licked at the back of his neck erotically while the clawed hands ran down his chest, sides, and thighs. An amused chuckle from the "mystery being".
"you should know who I am, Lord Sesshoumaru, as well as my intentions..." The voice whispered into his ear and sounded clearly amused.
"..." Sesshoumaru remained silent; he did not enjoy how his body responded to this demon at all. He had a hunch about who this demon could be, but it couldn't be. This demon had the scent of a full-blooded youkai, not a hanyou. He could smell so many things in the scent, some he could not place and some he could.
"You should start to feel weak right about...now."
Sesshoumaru's vision started to return to him. It was dark, but he could still see. He was in a pitch black room filled with creeping and drifting shadows and that strange moonlight. He was on a futon and someone was sitting behind him, their hands groped and roamed his body despite his will.
He tried to turn around to claw this demon's guts out, but something stopped him from doing so. His body started to feel weak, as if something was sucking the energy out of him. That bastard had been right.
The so-called bastard laughed again; he was obviously a masochist. Sesshoumaru scowled, a growl emitted deep from his throat.
"Seeing the proud and mighty Lord Sesshoumaru reduced to a weak and helpless youkai is priceless." The voice laughed again, humiliating the demon lord even more then he already was. The deriding demon had always talked to him in a mocking manner; even the way he said "sama' or any other title of respect was said in such a disrespectful and sarcastic manner.
Then Sesshoumaru knew.
"Naraku."
"Good dog! I will have to reward you for that...even if it took you such a LONG time to figure out who I am..." Naraku purred, one of his hands stroked a porcelain thigh.
"How dare you—"Sesshoumaru was cut off when Naraku had shoved him onto his hands and knees. (Or paws)
"The more you resist me, the weaker you get, dear Sesshoumaru."
"What are you do—"Sesshoumaru was once again cut off when he felt a hot tongue run down his backside slowly. He froze; this little action sent pleasant shivers down his spine. He mused to himself, 'My body is against me...' He scoffed at this.
"No, you are against your own body. I can tell...even for a demon, that you do not partake in the pleasures that your body longs for. You are very proud; too proud to give into any temptations besides homicide. Do not worry, I will show you the way, love." Naraku whispered silkily into Sesshoumaru's pointy ear. His tongue darted out and traced the dog youkai's ear slowly. Then his tongue traveled tantalizingly slow down the dog demon's backside, slowly reaching its destination. Sesshoumaru stiffened yet again when the tongue reached a more intimate place, south of the border. He felt strange and disgusted at the same time as the tongue probed him. Even worse, a part of him enjoyed it.
He tried to move away, but large, clawed hands gripped his hips. That didn't stop his stubborn attempts to escape this humiliating torment. He tried to get away again, but he felt a rush of weakness and dizziness. Nausea hit him when he tried once more to move away.
Naraku smirked as he continued his "vulgar ministrations".
"S-stop!" Sesshoumaru groaned. He couldn't believe that he actually stuttered. Inwardly, he cursed himself for sounding so pathetic. The more this continued, the more humiliated the inu youkai became.
"Why?" Your body likes it, I can tell." Another one of his mocking laughs.
Sesshoumaru growled. The urge to kill Naraku was much stronger then before. Much, much stronger.
"Ah, I know now why I like you besides your obvious beauty and power..." Naraku started, his hand trailing down Sesshoumaru's strong and silky backside. His finger tips could feel the rippling muscles beneath the skin and that aroused him even more then he already was.
Sesshoumaru snorted, but he was relieved that Naraku had stopped what he had been doing earlier.
"You always fight back...you never give up. I love that. Did you know that Kagura had a thing for you? She saw how strong and powerful you were and thought you could destroy me. Maybe back then you could...but now you cannot. She will be much displeased when she finds out what I plan to do to you..." Naraku laughed, but he sounded more serious then he had ever been before. That was what made Sesshoumaru more uneasy.
"..." Sesshoumaru remained quiet; he knew Naraku wasn't finished yet and he did not want another "reward" from him, either.
"There is much I admire and love about you, my pretty. The way you fight, the way you think, your persistence, your determination, your grace, your arrogance, your heartlessness towards both ningens and youkai, and the way you look in the moonlight. My love, there is so much more that I love about you, but we do not have time for that. Oh, but...one more thing I love about you: you are the opposite of Inu-yasha..."
"Do not speak of HIM to me."
"Ah, I touched a nerve, did I? I will kill him; do not concern yourself with him anymore."
"No! He is mine to kill! My right!" Sesshoumaru protested.
Another laugh. "Lovely youkai, you simply have no say in the matter whatsoever unless..."
"Unless?"
I don't want my pretty one to be damaged...but my pretty is very strong and capable of protecting himself. I will only let you kill him unless you agree to something..."
"And that would be?" Sesshoumaru asked; he felt like he was bargaining with the devil.
"That you are mine, belong to me, only to me. No other shall touch you or have you. Only I will have you. You are mine..." Naraku answered possessively.
"A slave?"
"No, a mate. You are no slave. Being a slave would destroy much of what you are that I love. But then again...I love everything about you."
"..." Sesshoumaru was dumbstruck. A mate? Naraku wanted him as his equal to stand beside him always. The dog demon was flattered and overwhelmed. No one had ever wanted him this way. In the past, there had been many a youkai who wanted to take him as if he were a whore. Of course, he had resisted them all and killed all those who had attempted to make their disgusting intentions happen. But still...he never wanted to be mated to anyone...
"No."
"You have no choice. Willing or not, you are mine. I lay my claim on you tonight...before the baka hanyou or anyone else tries to."
"What?" Sesshoumaru arched a fine, thin eyebrow up. He was confused.
"You didn't know? No one else but I see what lurks in his heart. He has never cared as much or in this way for that miko or the wench reincarnation of that miko as he does for you. He's wanted to claim you for a long time. Your half-brother is somewhat twisted, but then so am I. His intentions are another reason to kill him. That fool Onigumo lusted for that worthless miko Kikyo, but I wanted you the first time I met you. Even as a hanyou back then, I, Naraku, was much stronger then Onigumo. Now he is gone."
"..." Sesshoumaru was utterly speechless. This was all too much for him to take in all at once at the moment.
"You are mine."
TBC
Thanks for Reviewing:
The Gifted Ten: Arigato! I wrote another Nara/Sess fic months ago, but I'm not sure about putting it on fanfiction.net. It's called "Youkai Triangle". It was like a warm up and some wanted me to make a sequel, but I didn't really want to. I had other ideas to put in action. I'm not really sure if it fits Rated R or not. But thanks again!
May Neuma: Thanks! I intend to, don't worry.
Noone: Ah, yes. I've seen sess/nara fics where people start it, but don't continue it. It's like they're teasing you or something. It's not nice! Of course, I am a perfectionist and I hate leaving things unfinished. I have a lot of fanfics to finish and I intend to finish them all. Don't worry, I will continue this fic, unless I die or something. Well, thanks again!
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: coughs Just to get a point across, Sesshoumaru is not weak, frail, meek, or pathetic or whatever. He might seem so, but that's only because Naraku steals his energy. So if anyone complains about him being "OOC" in this fic, don't. He is very in character in this fanfic and I am trying. Besides, its pointless to flame FIRE.
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru's power being drained, and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Chapter One: "Weakness"
"Sesshoumaru...oh, Sesshoumaru-sama..." An alluring voice called. It sounded so near and yet so far away at the same time.
Sesshoumaru tried to open his eyes, but he could not. His eyelids felt so heavy, as if invisible weights tied them down. Besides that, his body felt...bare...?
The youkai lord's eyes bolted open and he jerked up to a sitting position. He looked around carefully and slowly, yet he saw nothing.
Someone snickered.
Sesshoumaru growled; his body stiffened and tensed as he still tried to sense...this thing...
"Lovely Sesshoumaru...what is it that hails you? You cannot see? But...can you still feel...?" The voice purred again. It was obviously male, belonging to that of a demon. The inu youkai could have sworn he felt its lust and it disturbed him. What kind of lust, he thought silently, musing.
A hot hand caressed down his thigh slowly, as if trying to memorize and enjoy the silky porcelain skin of the dog demon...or to simply entice him.
Sesshoumaru lashed out, but only at air. He still couldn't see; he could only hear his own steady breathing and that...voice.
"Who dares disrespect this Sesshoumaru-sama? And what do you want?" Sesshoumaru finally voiced. He felt his hair being slowly moved from the back of his neck by clawed fingers. A hot mouth kissed and licked at the back of his neck erotically while the clawed hands ran down his chest, sides, and thighs. An amused chuckle from the "mystery being".
"you should know who I am, Lord Sesshoumaru, as well as my intentions..." The voice whispered into his ear and sounded clearly amused.
"..." Sesshoumaru remained silent; he did not enjoy how his body responded to this demon at all. He had a hunch about who this demon could be, but it couldn't be. This demon had the scent of a full-blooded youkai, not a hanyou. He could smell so many things in the scent, some he could not place and some he could.
"You should start to feel weak right about...now."
Sesshoumaru's vision started to return to him. It was dark, but he could still see. He was in a pitch black room filled with creeping and drifting shadows and that strange moonlight. He was on a futon and someone was sitting behind him, their hands groped and roamed his body despite his will.
He tried to turn around to claw this demon's guts out, but something stopped him from doing so. His body started to feel weak, as if something was sucking the energy out of him. That bastard had been right.
The so-called bastard laughed again; he was obviously a masochist. Sesshoumaru scowled, a growl emitted deep from his throat.
"Seeing the proud and mighty Lord Sesshoumaru reduced to a weak and helpless youkai is priceless." The voice laughed again, humiliating the demon lord even more then he already was. The deriding demon had always talked to him in a mocking manner; even the way he said "sama' or any other title of respect was said in such a disrespectful and sarcastic manner.
Then Sesshoumaru knew.
"Naraku."
"Good dog! I will have to reward you for that...even if it took you such a LONG time to figure out who I am..." Naraku purred, one of his hands stroked a porcelain thigh.
"How dare you—"Sesshoumaru was cut off when Naraku had shoved him onto his hands and knees. (Or paws)
"The more you resist me, the weaker you get, dear Sesshoumaru."
"What are you do—"Sesshoumaru was once again cut off when he felt a hot tongue run down his backside slowly. He froze; this little action sent pleasant shivers down his spine. He mused to himself, 'My body is against me...' He scoffed at this.
"No, you are against your own body. I can tell...even for a demon, that you do not partake in the pleasures that your body longs for. You are very proud; too proud to give into any temptations besides homicide. Do not worry, I will show you the way, love." Naraku whispered silkily into Sesshoumaru's pointy ear. His tongue darted out and traced the dog youkai's ear slowly. Then his tongue traveled tantalizingly slow down the dog demon's backside, slowly reaching its destination. Sesshoumaru stiffened yet again when the tongue reached a more intimate place, south of the border. He felt strange and disgusted at the same time as the tongue probed him. Even worse, a part of him enjoyed it.
He tried to move away, but large, clawed hands gripped his hips. That didn't stop his stubborn attempts to escape this humiliating torment. He tried to get away again, but he felt a rush of weakness and dizziness. Nausea hit him when he tried once more to move away.
Naraku smirked as he continued his "vulgar ministrations".
"S-stop!" Sesshoumaru groaned. He couldn't believe that he actually stuttered. Inwardly, he cursed himself for sounding so pathetic. The more this continued, the more humiliated the inu youkai became.
"Why?" Your body likes it, I can tell." Another one of his mocking laughs.
Sesshoumaru growled. The urge to kill Naraku was much stronger then before. Much, much stronger.
"Ah, I know now why I like you besides your obvious beauty and power..." Naraku started, his hand trailing down Sesshoumaru's strong and silky backside. His finger tips could feel the rippling muscles beneath the skin and that aroused him even more then he already was.
Sesshoumaru snorted, but he was relieved that Naraku had stopped what he had been doing earlier.
"You always fight back...you never give up. I love that. Did you know that Kagura had a thing for you? She saw how strong and powerful you were and thought you could destroy me. Maybe back then you could...but now you cannot. She will be much displeased when she finds out what I plan to do to you..." Naraku laughed, but he sounded more serious then he had ever been before. That was what made Sesshoumaru more uneasy.
"..." Sesshoumaru remained quiet; he knew Naraku wasn't finished yet and he did not want another "reward" from him, either.
"There is much I admire and love about you, my pretty. The way you fight, the way you think, your persistence, your determination, your grace, your arrogance, your heartlessness towards both ningens and youkai, and the way you look in the moonlight. My love, there is so much more that I love about you, but we do not have time for that. Oh, but...one more thing I love about you: you are the opposite of Inu-yasha..."
"Do not speak of HIM to me."
"Ah, I touched a nerve, did I? I will kill him; do not concern yourself with him anymore."
"No! He is mine to kill! My right!" Sesshoumaru protested.
Another laugh. "Lovely youkai, you simply have no say in the matter whatsoever unless..."
"Unless?"
I don't want my pretty one to be damaged...but my pretty is very strong and capable of protecting himself. I will only let you kill him unless you agree to something..."
"And that would be?" Sesshoumaru asked; he felt like he was bargaining with the devil.
"That you are mine, belong to me, only to me. No other shall touch you or have you. Only I will have you. You are mine..." Naraku answered possessively.
"A slave?"
"No, a mate. You are no slave. Being a slave would destroy much of what you are that I love. But then again...I love everything about you."
"..." Sesshoumaru was dumbstruck. A mate? Naraku wanted him as his equal to stand beside him always. The dog demon was flattered and overwhelmed. No one had ever wanted him this way. In the past, there had been many a youkai who wanted to take him as if he were a whore. Of course, he had resisted them all and killed all those who had attempted to make their disgusting intentions happen. But still...he never wanted to be mated to anyone...
"No."
"You have no choice. Willing or not, you are mine. I lay my claim on you tonight...before the baka hanyou or anyone else tries to."
"What?" Sesshoumaru arched a fine, thin eyebrow up. He was confused.
"You didn't know? No one else but I see what lurks in his heart. He has never cared as much or in this way for that miko or the wench reincarnation of that miko as he does for you. He's wanted to claim you for a long time. Your half-brother is somewhat twisted, but then so am I. His intentions are another reason to kill him. That fool Onigumo lusted for that worthless miko Kikyo, but I wanted you the first time I met you. Even as a hanyou back then, I, Naraku, was much stronger then Onigumo. Now he is gone."
"..." Sesshoumaru was utterly speechless. This was all too much for him to take in all at once at the moment.
"You are mine."
TBC
Thanks for Reviewing:
The Gifted Ten: Arigato! I wrote another Nara/Sess fic months ago, but I'm not sure about putting it on fanfiction.net. It's called "Youkai Triangle". It was like a warm up and some wanted me to make a sequel, but I didn't really want to. I had other ideas to put in action. I'm not really sure if it fits Rated R or not. But thanks again!
May Neuma: Thanks! I intend to, don't worry.
Noone: Ah, yes. I've seen sess/nara fics where people start it, but don't continue it. It's like they're teasing you or something. It's not nice! Of course, I am a perfectionist and I hate leaving things unfinished. I have a lot of fanfics to finish and I intend to finish them all. Don't worry, I will continue this fic, unless I die or something. Well, thanks again!