author's note:Sorry for the lateness! This has been my bday month, and I've been pretty busy. I hope you enjoy!
chapter 3: Actions and Words
The time was now midnight, and the moon hung low and somewhat ominously in the starry, looming cathedral sky, acting as a hauntingly tranquil canopy over the scenic lake that Inuyasha was currently pacing along the shore of, his heart admittedly thudding all too erratically in his chest.
Sesshomaru would be arriving any moment now in all of his regal, ethereal beauty, and Inuyasha was honestly a little wary of what his older brother might have to say to him.
Maybe he wanted to form an alliance? Maybe he even sought to finish him off once and for all.
Then why did he want to kiss me? Inuyasha asked himself, one single, hopeful thought pushing and struggling against all of the negatives cluttering the half-demon's mind.
Maybe Sesshomaru cared about him. As absurd and unlikely as it sounded to the silver-haired boy, the thought made him feel strangely light-headed and, although the sensation represented anxiety more than anything, restless and fluttery inside.
His half-brother would never admit to such a thing even in the event that those feelings were to occur. But now Inuyasha had a new question to think about: how did he himself feel about Sesshomaru?
Before the half-demon could ponder this life-changing question, he heard a familiar rustling from behind him; turning around to face the source of the noise, he found himself staring into the luminous silver-orbs of none other than Sesshomaru himself, his eyes eerily resembling the moon on this warm night.
"Shall I go first?" the demon asked, barely parting his lips to speak the soft words. Inuyasha's mind could only fixate on the face that he oh-so badly wanted to feel those supple lips on his own again, and the older man's question almost took him off-guard.
"If you want," the silver-haired half-demon replied, shying away from the intensity that Sesshomaru's gaze held on his body. It was so focused that it was almost erotic in nature.
The pure blood demon drew in a long breath, and cleared his throat with the finality of his decision. This was it: the moment he was at least going to convey his emotions to Inuyasha, the emotions he until recently was not even aware of having. To be perfectly honest, he was not at all mentally prepared for this, but it was now or never.
"I'm...horribly, undeniably interested in you," the silver-haired man began, trying his best to string together coherent sentences. "The closest mortal emotion I can attach the feeling to would have to be love, or affection." He trailed off here, his gaze breaking it's fixation on Inuyasha's eager face. "Also, lust."
Inuyasha just stood, transfixed and in utter disbelief at his brother's words. Love? Lust? His mouth was dry, and his heart seemed to be threatening to leap from his chest; he knew he should be concerned about what the other man was saying to him, but mostly he just felt secret elation. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that nothing would come out. Instead, he opted to just nod at the older man to continue.
"I do not know if I, as a demon, am capable of love," Sesshomaru went on, trying his best to not show any of his embarassment. "But I'd...like to try it with you, if you'd accept it."
Inuyasha's face grew uncomfortably hot as Sesshomaru surveyed him in an expecting manner, his pride in Inuyasha's hands.
"I'd like that," he managed to get out, his voice somewhat choked back. "A lot."
A satisfied smile worn on his face, Sesshomaru swiftly wrapped his long arms around the younger half-demon once again, pulling him close against his muscular, warm chest.
"I don't understand why you couldn't have told me this sooner," Inuyasha snapped, still true to his easily annoyed nature, despite his apparent embarrassment. "You've caused me a lot of stress, you jerk!"
Smirking to himself, Sesshomaru muttered a joking, "You know I like seeing you angry" before amatively leaning down and pressing his lips teasingly and lightly against Inuyasha's before pulling away again, only further annoying the younger.
"I still want to kiss you," the half-demon mumbled as he attempted to pull the silver-haired man into a kiss again, this time his need for contact with Sesshomaru becoming apparent due to the desperation in his actions.
"Then let's kiss," the older man whispered seductively against Inuyasha's ear, his lips gently brushing against the sensitive skin it found there; the feeling of Sesshomaru's hot breath blowing so tenderly along his jawline sent erotic goosebumps forming along his skin, and the uncontrollable urge to hear and feel more.
Passionately and deftly, Sesshomaru connected his lips with the half-demon's wanting mouth once again, this time as though time was running out and he may never this chance again.
And knowing this world, he may actually not.
Inuyasha's erection was now obviously grinding against Sesshomaru's own as the younger boy's torrid tongue made it's way across the pure blood demon's lower lip, asking somewhat aggressively for entrance.
Excitedly, Sesshomaru parted his lips and the two's tongues thrust and played against one another in an incredibly sexy and suggestive way; Sesshomaru could barely stand it anymore.
Giving in to temptation, he allowed one of his dexterous hands that was currently wrapped around the small of Inuyasha's back to wander down further, down to the younger's ass; it needily grabbed the supple flesh, squeezing and massaging what it found there. The half-demon choked back a throaty moan of pleasure as Sesshomaru rolled his hips forward into Inuyasha's, along with the combined sensation of having his ass fondled.
Meanwhile, from behind a nearby oak tree, Miroku was curiously watching the erotic scene unfolding before him. The monk had gone to the lake only with the intentions of getting a drink of water and perhaps checking on Inuyasha, but the last thing he had expected to do was spying on his half-demon friend making out with his brother.
Half of Miroku wanted to get the hell out of there and bury this surprising memory into the depths of his mind, but the interested pervert in him told him to remain rooted to where he was, watching and studying every moment the two made.
Currently, Sesshomaru's muscled hand was somewhat roughly cupping and palming the thick bulge now formed at the apex of Inuyasha's hakama, an obvious sign that Inuyasha was most definitely horny now if he hadn't been before this point.
The pure-blood demon was so skillfully and dominatingly servicing all of his most sensitive, attentive parts, and the feeling was simply euphoric; the taboo high that Inuyasha got out of performing such a private act in the middle of where anybody could pass by and see with none other than his brother only added to the quick pounding of his heart and erratic nature of his shaky breaths.
"W-wait," he breathed quickly as Sesshomaru's hand started to slide underneath the waistband of his pants, the older man's dexterous fingers just barely reaching the silky spangles of silver pubic hair beneath them. "How far are we going to go?"
"I want to go all the way with you," the pure blood demon whispered seductively against the hanyou's ear, only adding to the ticklish goosebumps risen on the nape of Inuyasha's neck. "I want to take you right here, against this tree, and have my way with you until you can't say anything but my name."
Inuyasha emitted a low, pleased growl in response to this dirty statement.
"Kiss me again, dammit," he muttered, almost annoyed that Sesshomaru's porcelein lips weren't crushed against his own.
The elder obligingly leant down and heatedly pressed his mouth fervently again Inuyasha's own, his hand finally venturing further underneath his brother's waistband and amatively wrapping around the taut, hot flesh of his erection.
Inuyasha's head instantly snapped backwards in sheer pleasure, snapping the thing strand of saliva that still connected the sibling's lips; a guttural whine escaped his flushed lips, his hips subconsciously thrusting forward to try and meet more of the much wanted contact.
Sesshomaru's hand was warm, and just the right size, and the friction felt amazing as he slowly but surely began to pump the half-demon's member back and forth, gradually picking up pace.
As Inuyasha finally let out an unadulterated, unrestrained moan of need and pleasure, Sesshomaru hurriedly tugged the hanyou's pants down, his erection bouncing free and hardening even further as it hit the outside air.
The pure-blood demon eyed the half-demon's previously hidden part of his anatomy, his own desire written quite clearly in his lucid, golden eyes; it was big, throbbing, and dark with need, and a pearly drop of precum was already modestly forming along the tip.
"InuYasha...you're turning me on," was all that could escape the now dry mouth of Sesshomaru as he moved his hand faster, feeling his brother coming even closer to orgasm as his muscled tightened and clenched, rippling beneath flawless magnolia skin.
"Sh-shut up..." was all the half-demon could mutter between gritted teeth and through his pants, a prominent blush gracing his handsome features.
As blinded as he was by lust and the euphoric feeling of Sesshomaru's skilled hand working his most sensitive parts, there was no way he could continue to let the pure-blood demon's own obviously hard cock strain against the folds of his hakama.
"Can I...take it out?" Inuyasha asked in a low, guttural whisper, the tickling sensation of his breath sending even more blood surging to Sesshomaru's erection.
"Yes, and you should," was all that the older male had to offer in reply as the waist band of his own pants was tugged down over his heated flesh.
"I-I'm close," Inuyasha choked out as he tentatively began pumping the demon's engorged member, revelling in just how naughty he felt. "S-stop."
"Why?" Sesshomaru surveyed the younger with cool, quizzical eyes, a burning lust evident within them.
"It'll get on you," the half-demon sputtered, trying to explain the dilemma with as much dignity as he possibly could.
Sesshomaru inclined his head oh-so slightly, and muttered a reserved, "I don't care" before leaning in closely to the younger once again and connecting the two's lips; Inuyasha came into the palm of Sesshomaru's hand, his moans and sighs and shuddering calls of his brother's name falling against the soft, dominating presence of Sesshomaru's lips.
Still recovering from his post-orgasmic euphoria, Inuyasha's hand grew limp around Sesshomaru's own now throbbing and leaking erection, which twitched involuntarily with every debauched sound of pleasure that escaped the younger's mouth.
Once his orgasm had subsided, Inuyasha finally took the time to truly look at his older brother, who stood before him fully nude, that regal dominating aura that always seemed to surround him present in full force.
As much as he liked to deny it aloud, Sesshomaru was, in so many words, absolutely gorgeous; his body was muscular yet slender, and his skin was radiant and resembled the soft glowing of the moon on a night like that night. His appearance was almost ethereal in nature, and the thick, hard cock that was currently begging for attention between the demon's legs didn't help in quelling Inuyasha's desire to pin him down and ravish him.
"Come here," the half-demon commanded, his hands reaching behind Sesshomaru and grabbing at the firm ass they felt further down the demon's lower back. Sesshomaru noticably gasped, the sensation so foreign and yet so ridiculously arousing at the same time.
"Inuyasha..." the demon snarled through gritted teeth, his head thrown back in ecstacy as the younger gingerly pressed his lips to the dripping head of Sesshomaru's cock, licking up the pearly pre-cum that had accumulated there before the younger began to take more of him into his mouth, the hot, wet confines of his throat wrapping around Sesshomaru in an unbearable way.
"Wait," Sesshomaru instructed between pants, his clawed hands fisted desperately in Inuyasha's silver locks. "If you move, I'm going to come."
Disregarding his brother's words, Inuyasha began to bob his head up and down, his fingers digging even deeper into the soft cheeks of Sesshomaru's ass; despite all his prestige in the midst of battle, Sesshomaru was powerless to stop the amazing, intense orgasm that hit him within the first minutes of Inuyasha's blow job.
He came into the half-demon's mouth, badly restrained moans pouring from his lips, which he was biting to keep himself hopefully quiet.
Inuyasha took all of the hot seed that had suddenly shot into his throat, swallowing the last of it with a sexy finality that almost got Sesshomaru hard again.
"You...swallowed it," was all the older male could say when he had finished his state of bliss, his expression one of utter disbelief.
His face hot and red, Inuyasha replied with a snarky, "Didn't have much of a choice, did I?"
The two sat in somewhat awkward silence before the half-demon rolled his eyes and added a truthful, "And so what if I wanted to?"
A mysterious smile played at the ends of Sesshomaru's lips as he leaned in for the final time that night to seal his and Inuyasha's lips in a passionate, mutual kiss; this thing between them might actually work out after all.
Now he just needed to figure out what to do about that troublesome human he could smell from behind the tree...
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