*****-IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ BEFORE ENTERING THE CHAPTER- Hello Everyone Welcome to my Story from here on out this will be a Trigger warning for all of the Story. There will be mentions of Rape, harm and violence. So, if that sort of thing makes you uncomfortable, I suggest you stop right here and not continue. I don't want to be responsible for anyone trauma but the characters in my story, who are fictional. I also do not Own Inuyasha or the characters. 😀
Chapter 1 Confused Burning
A breeze wafted past Inuyasha's nose while he sat in his favorite tree. He perked up, eyes widening as a delicious scent hit his nose.
"Inuyasha, dinner time!"
Kagome called. Was that dinner that smelled so enticing and delicious? No, it was coming from the forest. He shivered and felt an intense heat pool within his groin. Hopping from the massive tree, he followed the scent without thinking. His mouth was salivating, and his body was tense with anticipation.
"Dinner! Inuyasha, where are you?!"
He heard Kagome's irritated voice further away on the wind. The further he went, the less he heard her voice until only the sounds of silence hit his ears. It was strange that the forest was always bustling with sound and activities, but it was eerily quiet right now, but that scent remained. He walked until he came up to a thick brush that you couldn't see beyond. He pushed passed the brush of leaves, and he came upon Sesshomaru, the powerful Daiyoukai curled up in a ball, looking to be in a lot of pain. Right now, shock would have customarily been Inuyasha's reaction. However, the scent was so intense he felt his body was now on fire, and the source was in front of him. He couldn't think clearly. Panting heavily, his yokai seemed to respond to the powerful scent and wanted to be let out. His eyes flickered from red to gold. He fell to his knees with a grunt, slowly crawling towards the arousing bundle that may have seemed smaller than usual. He pressed his body against the curled form, not noticing the fear in his eyes as they looked up at him, the identical golden irises glazed over, not recognizing its pursuer. Inuyasha groaned in frustration. He needed to be even closer. He ripped off the clothing blocking him from the heated skin beneath him and his own. As their bodies met, his groin pressed against soft but firm cheeks, and he started to hump the supple flesh moaning softly. He couldn't control his body. It was on fire, and he needed release but wanted more. This still wasn't enough. He spread the cheeks beneath him, his cock being cupped between them, and rubbed it aggressively until he found himself shooting his load, but it wasn't enough. He was still rock hard and Inna frenzy. His cock kept pressing until he felt a hole, and with no hesitation, he plunged in, earning a whimpering scream from the body beneath him, but he paid it no mind, and he started to pump. This was it. This was what he needed! It was hot and tight. He panted and growled, howling as he moved in and out of the hole beneath him. His inner Yokai roared with happiness as he emptied his load for the second time. He could not stop once he started. His cock didn't soften still.
He panted as he walked through the forest. He was growing weaker and tired and couldn't stand any longer. He had to get to his spot quickly. It had a lot of his Yokai energy and kept lesser demons always and animal life. He quickly started to run as fast as possible, using the last of his energy to get there. He stumbled and fell into a heap when he burst through the last thick bushes that blocked the center of his hideout. No power left. All of it was spent. He curled up in a ball and waited for his doom or for this to be over, whichever came first. Oh, how the Great Demon Lord has sunken low. He was so hot. His skin was on fire. He couldn't reach the cold pool of water not too far from him. He was too exhausted. It was utterly deadly silent around him for a few hours. The sun was making its way down. His heart leaped in his throat and pounded in his ears as he heard a sound. Someone was coming, and it had to be a powerful demon to bypass his residue energy. It was getting closer, and nothing but fear he hadn't felt since he was a pup entered him. The figure burst through the bushes, and he was quiet. He didn't know who it was. He was too tired and delirious to figure it out, but he knew that he had to be power. He saw the shadowy figure fall to his knees and slowly crawl to him. He wanted to back away so badly that terror saturated the air, but he didn't seem to notice or even indicate that this was what he craved. He didn't seem sinister either, merely curious and desperate. That still didn't stop the fear that shook the powerful Daiyoukai. This one had to be equally as powerful or even more powerful, and either way, it didn't look amazing on his end. He whimpered softly. He was in a lot of pain simultaneously. The figure made his way onto him and started hugging and humping him before ripping off his clothes in an irritated frenzy. Again, he resumed humping his bottom, and he felt sick and violated. He was so frightened and just wanted it all to end. He would rather die than continue to face this shame. His eyes widened, and he cried out as his check were pushed apart, and the stiff appendage violating him slipped between his cheeks and started vigorously rubbing until he came. He thought it was over, and the Yokai would leave, but it didn't. It seemed annoyed still. He had a horrible feeling about this, and things were already horrific. He started to shake and was close to crying. He was panting heavily as he watched the male he could not see. It wasn't much longer before a scream ripped out his throat. It hurt! It hurt! The pain was so bad that he released his bladder on himself and wouldn't stop. Please stop. He wanted to say, but he couldn't talk. All he could do was cry, silent tears pouring down his face wanting it all to be over.
Inuyasha plunged back into the awaiting hole he had grown to love in his frenzy, this time, he felt a soft bundle, a fleshy part that felt amazing against his cock, and he slammed into it, earning a scream from Sesshomaru. The man beneath him didn't think he would ever feel any pleasure, but he did, and it was unexpected. His cock, which was already hard from his heat, started to leak. He moaned against his will as each thrust pressed against what spot that was, and he cried out, unable to stop himself from coming, he felt dirty, but his mind was starting to clear, and slowly figure started to fill in. By now, it was nighttime, and the stars were out, but he could clearly see the figure was his half-breed brother. Impossible! The sick feeling came back full force.
The mating was nearly over. He knew that as his mind cleared, he was slowly getting his strength back. The final time Inuyasha pumped his load into Sesshomaru, he had bitten him on his shoulder, causing the long-haired man to scream again and the heat pooling to the mark, burning worse than being raped. He shoved Inuyasha off, who was finally coming to his senses and rolled around screaming back and forth, feeling the change inside him. He was crying again loudly, unable to control it. Inuyasha finally came back to himself saw his brother in a way he had never seen before, and he started to panic, his eyes wide. He did the only thing he could think of, grabbed his older brother, pulled him into his arms, and rocked him back and forth. If you asked Inuyasha 24 hours prior if such a thing was possible, he would cuss and say over his dead body. Sesshomaru thrashed in his arms, blood scented the air among the other scents, and he saw that Sesshomaru had injured himself. He held him tighter, keeping his arms close to his body, and tucked him under a neck. All of this happened in under 5 minutes, but it felt like an eternity before the pain dulled into a throb, and Sesshomaru went limp in Inuyasha's arms, passing out.