Eh, back again with another reposting. Man, this is tiresome, but after all the reviews I've gotten expressing so much love for this story, I would never dare to stop. Oh, some people were asking about this story's sequel, "Soul Mates". Yes, I am only going to start putting that up once I have all of "Inmates" up. Doesn't seem right to do it any other way, but I do apologize for the delay .:bows humbly:. Please review!

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Sesshoumaru woke with a start. The sun had long ago disappeared, and his little cell was filled with creeping, writhing shadows. It took him a moment to realize why he felt warm all over. He was resting in the embrace of a beautiful kumo whom he had just spent a rather eventful morning with…

Sesshoumaru shivered as the memories that flooded his mind filled his body with sultry heat. He was not really sure how he felt about all that had come to pass in the few weeks he had been trapped in Lady Ashe's castle. As much as the feel of Naraku's bare skin intoxicated him, it also sent a sharp reminder that this was the same demon who had seriously screwed around with Kami-sama only knows how many people. How did he know he wasn't just another pawn in Naraku's sick games?

Sesshoumaru's gorgeous summer moons gazed down at Naraku with confused uncertainty. The youkai certainly looked innocent enough, his sleeping face brimming with the serenity that comes from resting in your lover's arms. His skin was so fair it shone in the dim light, burning with white fire that seized Sesshoumaru's attention. His black hair cascaded down his back and over his shoulders like some magnificent ebony waterfall, softer than velvet and more lush than silk.

Sesshoumaru shook his head and shoved his thoughts violently from his mind. He was getting sick of sounding like a love-struck female even if it was only in his head. He had to keep reminding himself that he was Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands, who loved nothing and no one… Sesshoumaru gasped. He had just thought that word… that word! The dreaded L-word… and it had come to mind while thinking about Naraku!

Sesshoumaru began to realize that he was venturing into a very bad place. He couldn't possibly be in love with the kumo! He didn't know a damn thing about him! Okay, now he really was beginning to sound female. Not to mention he sounded a little bitchy.

Sesshoumaru was seriously dreading when Naraku would wake up. Not only because he didn't know how Naraku felt about this, but also because, despite all his denials… he didn't know if he could control himself around the dark beauty.

Well… an evil voice inside his head chimed in, You could always kill him. Then your problem would be solved. He can't use you if he's dead. Sesshoumaru grinned, as he wondered why he hadn't thought of it sooner. Just kill him and all my problems will be…

Sesshoumaru's inner voice was abruptly cut off as he watched Naraku's eyes begin to flutter. The kumo sighed sleepily before lifting his eyelids to reveal his lovely garnet orbs. He lay perfectly still for a few seconds as if committing every aspect of his situation to memory before turning on his back and looking up at Sesshoumaru.

Please don't do that… Sesshoumaru thought as he fell helplessly into Naraku's red rose eyes, don't look at me like that while I'm imagining your death. Sesshoumaru felt his heart beat race as Naraku brought a smooth hand up to his cheek and caressed him warmly. The inu melted at his touch as his breath all but stopped in his chest.

How could one being give him so many conflicting emotions? He wasn't supposed to have emotions at all, and yet, here he was, melting at the soft touch of his beautiful lover while at the same time filling with his demon-bred bloodlust as he pictured ripping him to mangled shreds. Naraku hesitated for a second before reaching up and pulling Sesshoumaru down to him. Slipping his arms around the inu's waist, he pulled his body snugly to his.

"Good morning," Naraku murmured silkily in his pointed ear as he gently kissed his neck. Sesshoumaru leaned his head back, enjoying the attention. All thoughts of blood and gore were instantly banished from his mind. He would just have to kill him another time. Sesshoumaru sighed happily as Naraku nuzzled into his neck, inhaling his enchanting scent freely.

"Naraku," Sesshoumaru whispered as the kumo kissed his bare shoulder, letting his talented hands freely roam the inu's body. One of his hands slid through his silver hair while the other wandered slowly south, ghosting over his lower stomach and thigh, everywhere but where he wanted the hand to go. Sesshoumaru's breath caught in his throat as Naraku's hand brushed ever so lightly against his arousal, sending waves of lust through him like ripples in a still pond.

Naraku repeated this action several times, tormenting the inu relentlessly. Even as Sesshoumaru wished Naraku would never stop, he was a little angry as he realized the kumo did nothing but keep him hot, never truly satisfying him until the last possible second. Growing tired of Naraku's teasing, Sesshoumaru turned around and grabbed Naraku's wrists, holding them tightly to the floor as he slid on top of him.

Naraku gave him a look of mild surprise as he glared down at him. Sesshoumaru was getting sick of Naraku having all the fun.

"Is there a problem?" Naraku purred slyly. He knew Sesshoumaru couldn't be complaining about what he was doing to him. Cocky bastard, Sesshoumaru thought as Naraku grinned confidently up at him. Even pinned to the ground, Naraku always acted like he had all the power.

This gave Sesshoumaru a delicious idea. Maybe it was time he put the demon in his place.

Sesshoumaru lowered his lovely face slowly until it rested just inches above Naraku's, keeping his eyes locked on the kumo's lips.

He slowly ran his tongue over the kumo's mouth, not making a sound even as Naraku gasped at the unexpected action. Sesshoumaru ran his hands down Naraku's arms lightly, relinquishing his hold on them as he gently kissed the kumo's lips. Naraku was slightly suspicious of him. Sesshoumaru obviously wanted him very badly at the moment, but all he did was gently kiss his lips and caress his body soothingly. He demonstrated none of the lust-filled passion he had shown not hours before.

Naraku grinned wickedly as he became determined to draw the gentleness out of Sesshoumaru's touch. He would make the dog want him as badly as he did. Naraku's teeth grazed Sesshoumaru's lip as he caught it in his mouth, drawing the youkai to press his body closer as he pulled their bodies together. Clever boy, Sesshoumaru thought as the action sent heat coursing through him. He kept his face indifferently neutral and didn't even look at Naraku as the kumo slipped his tongue into his mouth.

Naraku's heated kiss was as intense as ever, but you'd never know that from looking at Sesshoumaru. He seemed almost bored, as he did nothing but pour attention on Naraku, completely ignoring what the kumo was doing to him.

Naraku didn't get what was going on. Sesshoumaru wasn't responding at all to his kiss while the taste of the inu sent shock waves through his system. He was getting more aroused by the second, but Sesshoumaru seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep.

Naraku felt a little cheated. Here he was, shaking with need and lust while his partner was all but yawning in his face. He prided himself on the fact that he could drive Sesshoumaru wild on demand, and yet, he seemed to have lost his magic touch. Sesshoumaru was grinning widely inside. He was enjoying immensely both the look of frustration at not having all the control and the burning animal lust that showed plainly on Naraku's tormented face.

The kumo wanted to take Sesshoumaru mercilessly more than anything in the world right then, but certainly not if he couldn't make the inu want him back. Naraku hadn't realized it, but his hips were pressing urgently against Sesshoumaru as his body attempted to relieve itself of the torments the inu youkai was putting it through. Unbeknownst to him, this little action was making Sesshoumaru's body scream.

Despite his calm face and indifferent attitude, the kumo had been sending devastating waves of pleasure through him this whole time. Only his determination to make Naraku know how it felt to be toyed with and sexually frustrated kept him from making the kumo scream his name. Naraku was amazed to find that all of Sesshoumaru's little actions: the gentle kisses, the soothing caresses, the feel of his silky silver hair sliding over his skin, now sent a crescendo of warm chills through his body. He never would have noticed such little displays before, but now they tormented him.

Naraku berated himself as a heated moan tore from his lips. He had been determined not to show his condition more than he could help, but it was growing impossible to contain his need.

"Sesshoumaru!" Naraku cried out as the demon continued his little actions. He gave just enough to make Naraku insane, but not enough to give him relief.

"Yes, Naraku?" The youkai asked with feigned ignorance. Naraku glared up at him as Sesshoumaru's face radiated false innocence. If he hadn't been falling helplessly into a pool of writhing, fiery lust he would have smacked Sesshoumaru right then.

Naraku didn't know how to answer him. If he hadn't been so prideful, he probably would have begged Sesshoumaru to give him what he wanted, but prideful he was, and he refused to even consider such a thing. Sesshoumaru nearly burst out laughing as he saw the indecision in Naraku's eyes.

He knew the spider desperately wanted to ask him for relief, but he would never let such words cross his lips. Sesshoumaru gave Naraku a look of pity that infuriated him, but he made up for it as his beautiful head traveled slowly down his body. What is he…? Naraku didn't finish his thought as he realized the answer. Oh shit, he wasn't going to…

Yet another thought was left unfinished as Naraku moaned in ecstasy. Sesshoumaru's beautiful mouth and tongue were doing wonderful things to the neglected part of Naraku's anatomy. Naraku lost the ability to breathe as his face contorted with bliss and his heart all but stopped with the sheer force of it. Sesshoumaru ran his tongue teasingly over Naraku's entire length before sucking on him powerfully, delighting in the strangled cries that escaped from the kumo's lips. Naraku's fingers dug into Sesshoumaru's hair as he pulled the inu harder to him.

It wasn't long before Sesshoumaru's senses were filled with the sweet taste of Naraku's essence and the lovely sound of his screams. Naraku's face was beaded with sweat as he rode through the aftershocks of his climax. He couldn't see straight for several minutes afterwards. It was ironic that the first sight that greeted him was Sesshoumaru's cocky face looking down at him.

"Feeling better?" Sesshoumaru asked as casually as if he were inquiring about a cold.

Naraku didn't answer, but instead just stared at Sesshoumaru. The inu youkai began to get a little uncomfortable as Naraku's eyes bored into him. Sesshoumaru felt his confidence drain out of him as he began to wonder if Naraku was angry.

An uncomfortable silence grew between them as each wondered about other's thoughts. Naraku didn't know how to react to the attention Sesshoumaru had given him. Did he do it to prove a point, or was Sesshoumaru as attracted to him as he? Sesshoumaru was wondering if maybe he should apologize or something, but he could no sooner apologize than Naraku could beg.

Naraku was still shaking from the force of his fulfillment, to which he owed Sesshoumaru. He no longer had to question whether or not the inu wanted him, but he still had to question his feelings for Sesshoumaru. It had been so much easier when he planned on killing the demon, when he could imagine their lust-filled deeds ending in bloodshed.

But that was long before he really knew how soft Sesshoumaru's skin was, how warm and yielding his mouth was, and long before he had memorized the youkai's seductive taste.

Sesshoumaru was equally, if not more, confused as Naraku. He himself had planned on killing Naraku, but that was when he saw him as nothing more than a vindictive, malicious demon who had hunted both him and his worthless brother.

Now, when he looked into the demon's garnet eyes, he saw vigor, confidence, a will to do whatever it took to get what he wanted. He saw Naraku's charm and his infuriating but oh-so-captivating sensuousness. This demon was much like Sesshoumaru himself. He looked down to no one.

Unfortunately, they were both left with mixed feelings as Lady Ashe decided to pay them an untimely visit. Both demons were lying in each others arms, looking slightly flushed from their recent activity, which was easy enough to identify by their lack of clothes. Ashe's mouth dropped bluntly open for a minute as the two demons looked neutrally over at her. Suddenly, she burst out laughing. Her laughter echoed off the walls as her cheeks turned slightly red with amusement.

"And what have you two been up to?" She asked unnecessarily as laughter poured from her mouth. She was very amused to find her pets bonding in such a way. She had expected one of them to kill the other, but apparently they thought differently. It was several minutes before her laughter had ceased sufficiently to let her speak again.

"My, my, my. You two are getting along famously," She commented while still chuckling lightly. During her little episode, Sesshoumaru and Naraku had quickly assembled their clothes, neither wishing to give Ashe too much of a show.

She smiled confidently at them as they stood defiantly before her.

"Well, my lovelies, as much fun as it's been I'm afraid it's time for you to die." The duo exchanged glances before crouching into fighting stances. There was no way she was going to come near them without a fight.

"You can quit all your silly posturing, my dearies. It won't do you any good." With that final sentiment, she sent out a blast of energy from the barrier constructed around her. It knocked into the demons with the force of a tsunami and swept them off their feet, smacking them into the wall on the far side of the room.

Both demons were unconscious long before Ashe's laughter once again filled the room, though for an entirely different reason.

To be continued.

Man, I am majorly being attacked by the typo demon. If anyone sees any mistakes please tell me. I'm not really sure how I feel about this chapter because it is definitely more OOC than anything else I've written, but it had to be done this way for reasons you will see later. There will be about two more chapters and then I'm moving on to my next story. That's all for now kids!