Chapter 14 -
The grey morning rays of the new day stirred the eyes of a semi-conscious hanyou, not setting a good mood for the day. Inuyasha grumbled against the light, but it was ignored when he was unable to move his arm. Looking down to it, it at first alarmed him that an occupant was holding his limb hostage, but the events of the day prior sweetly played back through his mind, forcing him to smile.
"So it wasn't a dream," Inuyasha croon as the intoxicating scent of musk and salt wafted from his companion, still blissfully sleeping beside him. Without too much movement, he adjusted his body to lie comfortably so that he could better watch the ningyo slumber. The mutt could have stayed like that for ages, had a certain growl from his abs arouse his attention. "Oh right, breakfast. Better have food for you when you do wake up, huh?" Taking carful actions to not stir his company, Inuyasha released his arm and replaced a pillow swiftly to fill the space. Deidara murmured a soft purr, but in all accepted the substitute and remained asleep. Relieved, the hanyou thoughtfully placed a kiss on the other's temple and hurried off in search of sustenance.
Rain pattered softly against the wooden roof and water trickled haplessly through a little crack in the corner and dribbled all the way to the floor, giving the morning a soft humming as the silver-haired man set to work. The gentle sizzling of fresh meats crackling as Inuyasha did his best to cook without a pan gently drew the slumbering man towards consciousness. He squeaked quietly in his sleep and shifted, burying his nose deeper into the pillow that had replaced his companion. The half demon looked up at the muffled sound, careful not to let his makeshift kabobs slip into the potbelly stove as he roasted a healthy meal. He smiled slightly as Deidara nuzzled his substitute again and took in a deep breath of the hanyou's lingering scent before his eyes suddenly flew open. It wasn't the gradual waking process he had been expecting, but this way he could at least greet the awakened man with breakfast.
Inuyasha gave the other man a warm smile and was about to welcome him back to the land of the living when he noticed something seriously wrong with the expression on the blonde's face. Before he could ask what was bothering him, the blonde sat bolt upright in bed, his pupil's dilating and his nostrils flaring as he stared directly eastward towards the only door in the house. He looked for a moment like a terrified deer which has been startled into locking up before all of a sudden he lurched forward, flying out from under the sheets and bounding towards the front shoji like a deranged lunatic. His fingers clawed at the little grove that served as a handle, not realizing that the door was locked before he began shaking the thing that impeded his path to the outside world. His silence was serious as he shook the shoji, but his sudden fear was palpable.
Inuyasha immediately abandoned his cooking to investigate, bringing his hands to Deidara's shoulders.
"What's wrong? What are you freaking out about?"
Continuing to rattle the shoji to its frame, the blonde almost didn't notice the other man until his shoulders were squeezed, and even then he wouldn't turn around. He still shook the door as if trying to tear it down and forge a path of escape.
"Can't! I have to get back! I have to get back now un! It's starting without me!" He gasped and gave the door a good head-butt in a last ditch effort to break free, but when the action made his feet nearly give out beneath him, Inuyasha had to remove him from the front door for his own safety.
"You can't go out there in the rain, you'll change back and die! What could be so important that you'd-"
The hanyou's protests were cut short by a shrill cry from the ningyo, taking him a bit aback as it put him at a loss for what to do. Again Deidara's legs gave out and the half demon had to help him back to the bed before he took a spill onto the wooden floor and hurt himself.
Struggling to restrain his guest from running to his death, the hanyou held firm as Deidara squirmed in his hands.
"What the hell it the matter? What's starting? Hey- look at me!" he quickly griped the blonde's chin between his fingers and forced their eyes to meet, terrified by the wild fear he saw. "What's wrong… Talk to me, please!"
"The, AH!" Deidara gasped and wriggled in the other man's grasp, yanking his chin away if only to break away eye contact. "It's in season un! I can smell her! I can smell her roe! I need to get back before someone else gets there first un! Mikoto! I can't be late! Not again un!" Again he shook in Inuyasha's arms and cried again as if in sharp pain.
A qualm in his chest told him to release the poor creature, but Inuyasha refused and held on, knowing that to let go would spell certain death.
"You need to calm down, kid, or you'll hurt yourself. Come on, Deidara… shhh." The hanyou did his best to sooth the man, the ningyo whimpering as his crown was stroked tenderly. "Now what's going on, Deidara? Calm down."
The ningyo gradually seemed to catch his breath and calm his struggling, but still his eyes were wide and dilated and his nose flared, making him appear almost to be under the influence of some drug. When finally he'd regained enough composure to speak in complete sentences, Deidara looked up at his captor with his wild blue eyes.
"Can't you smell it too, Inuyasha un? Smell the air, smell the hormones, mikoto can't you smell it un?" Inuyasha looked puzzled for a moment, but obeyed, lifting his nose into the air and drinking in a deep breath.
"All I smell is fish… yeah we're in land, but you can always smell fish when the air comes from the east."
"No, no!" Deidara protested and again began to wriggle in the half demon's hands. "It's the smell of hormones un! Female hormones! I can smell the must in the air un!" He tossed his head from one side to the other and moaned loudly as if simply being restrained was agony. "Once every hundred years the females bear a single egg each and I have to get back before someone else can fertilize it un!" He paused and turned away again, his eyes screwing shut as he quivered in Inuyasha's grasp. "Is… uh… why is it so warm in here un? Why does it hurt so much?"
"So wait, you're like… in heat? You've gotta- oh shit." Inuyasha temporarily lost his hold, the merman slipping quickly from his reach. Before Deidara could make another attempt at breaking the door, Inuyasha was on him again, this time crashing roughly on the floor. Careful as could be, he again restrained the panicking man, much to his displeasure, and tried to calm him.
"Wait, we're too far out- you'll never make it! You got to relax or I might hurt you. It's too far, kid, now stop- stop it! Just relax… I got you."
Deidara winced and scrabbled with his hands at the floor as if in doing so he would be able to scramble away from the other man and make his escape. Like a wild animal the blonde thrashed, protesting and howling about how he needed to return to the ocean as if it was some race for his life.
"No! I can't stay un! If I don't get back it will be too late and Pein-sama will have taken the brood already un! I can't! It's hurting me to not be there un! Mikoto it hurts so much un!" His fingertips rubbing raw against the grain of the wooden floors, Deidara jerked and yelped but to no avail as Inuyasha would not relinquish his grasp on the borderline suicidal, desperate man. All at once the blonde in his arms went limp as if for a moment he had passed out face down on the floor, the only hint to his consciousness being a low, embarrassed sounding whine. There was a long pause filled only with the sounds of Deidara catching his breath before again he spoke.
"It's… it's beginning un…" It was at that very instant that a new, strange and very pungent scent assaulted Inuyasha's nose.
It was defiantly the scent of the ningyo, but it was powerful, concentrated and overpowering. Inuyasha's nostrils drowned in the smell, rattling his primal senses and shocking the hanyou. Without fully realizing it, his basic instincts took over and he gripped the man tightly, forcing him to remain still as his nose sought out the source. All over the young body Inuyasha sniffed, the tantalizing scent growing ever stronger as he reached lower on the body, until he found his target and hovered over it in awe. The unknown regions of Deidara's manhood. With another whiff he confirmed that a powerful concoction of hormones and pheromones was radiating from his loins, something Inuyasha simply could not ignore.
"Dei… Deidara, I…" the hanyou struggled for breath, each time taking in more of that intense aroma. "W-what's happening, kid…?"
Still the ningyo shuddered and whined as if he did not at all wish to be speaking of his current condition, but rather mending it. It was then that Inuyasha noticed the heat radiating from the other man's body; like a fever gone awry it spread like wildfire until the normally cool flesh was warm and flushed. Deidara wriggled and groaned, but finally gave in, waiting for the pulsing pain in his lower abdomen to subside for a moment before he could reply.
"It's the season un… when all male ningyo produce milt to fertilize their future heir… but… it wasn't like this last time un… it… this hurts so much un… like something's squeezing me down there un… I… I want to go back un!"
"You can't go back! It's raining and the ink will run…" the half-breed trailed off, another wave of pheromones wafted to his nose, making him stumble in thought. "Maybe you can fix it here… or we could, I mean…"
There wasn't any kind of hint as to an answer to the implied suggestion, however meek and uncertain, in Deidara's eyes as he tentatively rolled over onto his back and stared at the hanyou with a look of utter bewilderment. His pupils seemed to quiver for a moment as he studied Inuyasha's face, searching for an answer. When the half demon grimaced and turned away with a flushed face, panic rose in the ningyo's throat, unable to understand what his partner had meant by 'fix it here' or why suddenly he seemed so repulsed.
"What do you mean un? I… Inuyasha, what's wrong with me un? Why does my body feel so tight and hot like this? Are you going to cure me un?"
"Well, I mean… this body is built like mine… like a humans, and when we want to… mate- we um… do things. Stuff that will make you feel… better. A lot better." The proud mutt couldn't openly unveil his intention, humiliated over how turned on he had become over the simple scent of the man's arousal and the way his body was warming in his arms. He hated that he couldn't control his own want, but if this condition was actually hurting Deidara… then it was possibly obligatory to indulge in his desires.
However, as Inuyasha was leaning in to do something of which he was unsure, to kiss the ningyo or nuzzle his neck, suddenly the blonde lurched backwards in his arms, loosening the half demon's grip but this time not bolting. There was a look of shock and fear in his lucid cerulean eyes, and the hanyou could hear the other man's heart pounding in his chest like a wild animal beating against its cage. There was a slight way that Deidara trembled that was due to his sudden wave of hormones and reproductive drive, but also due to his fright and adrenaline, the mixture of chemicals pulling him in numerous directions. Still, he raised up a knee as if in preparation to push off the floor again and make his escape.
"Ah… why… what's mating got to do with it un?"
Now this was a puzzle. Inuyasha at first couldn't figure out how to explain something so basic to what looked to the world as a full-grown man. How could he not have ever felt this way? Had he no desire, not passion… no lust? But there it was. He hadn't. This 'fertilizing' thing had nothing to do about emotions… it was animalistic. Something Inuyasha knew all too well.
"Well that way I see it… this thing for you, when you were a fish it wasn't painful. But you're… a mammal now, and mammals… mate. We don't lay eggs and 'milt'… we m-mate." He slowly drew a wandering lock of hair over the ear of the ningyo, trying to explain something so simple, yet too complicated to imagine. "Like… we pair together and… get together to make kids. There's only two. So… maybe we could try… the mammal way and fix… this," he muttered, motioning to Deidara's burning crotch.
"Y-you mean the way sharks…? But… ah… y-you're not a female un… how would… nnnnn." He stopped there, quite off put by the thought as once he'd witnessed a pair of male rays tear each other to shreds in a battle to each court the opposite. He gulped and shivered, not sure whether to enjoy the idea or be afraid. The mating of the sharks and sea mammals was nothing like that of the ningyo. In the culture of the merfolk, there was reproduction and there was courtship; reproduction being the season of egg fertilization, driven by furious instinct, and courtship being the pleasurable connection with a chosen partner. The ningyo were rather sensitive on their soft undersides and when a desire was reciprocal the pair would each rub their vulnerable bellies together to create a shared pleasure. However, there was nothing in the mind of the young blonde to connect the pleasure of the courtship ritual of his people to the mating between two creatures or their sexual reproduction.
Deidara averted his eyes and whined, doing a poor job of suppressing the sounds of discomfort. His lower region felt still more and more tight and hot and wet; the milt his instinct drove the unfamiliar body to produce leaking from the pained intermittent organ like a broken faucet.
"M-mating is… is fine and all un… but don't you think that there might be a better time un? I… I don't see how it would help un… I…" he looked up at the other man with glassy eyes, pleading for some relief from his insufferable ache, "I don't understand un… how it would help…"
"When people mate, then uh… 'release' and the heat and pain goes away. All that stuff happens when you want to mate, and after you're done, it goes away. I mean, afterwards I usually get tired, but I feel a hell of a lot better. That's all I can think of, kid… I don't know what else to do. You can't leave in this storm… you'll die."
The confusion in Deidara's eyes seemed to diminish, and for a moment, it appeared as if he was going to respond, but instead interrupted himself with an anguished cry as he leaned forward and clutched himself low on his twisted gut. His face contorted and his back bowed forward until his forehead pressed against Inuyasha's left shoulder. Again the hanyou's sensitive olfactory was bombarded with the powerful scent of Deidara's uncontrollable trickle of milt, which seemed to have picked up in flow. His eyes finally cracked open and the blonde whined in embarrassment as he observed that unknown flap of tender, vulnerable flesh suddenly full of life and vigor, stiff as a bone and dripping with lightly colored reproductive fluids. The milt tricked down his heated skin and pooled on the floor below, shaming Deidara all the further, not in that it was out of his control (such things always were in the ningyo species) but more that on land it was messy and left a powerful scent.
"Hnnnn, Inuyasha…" he finally groaned, turning away from the sight of his own organ out of humiliation, "whatever you can do to make it go away … do it un…"
Without a second thought, Inuyasha dove into the sea of golden hair and nuzzled the moist neck of his soon-be-lover. A soft whimper erupted from the merman's throat, frightened and unsure of his reaction. But with the loving nibbles supplied to his neck, he was partially distracted from the throbbing he so desperately wished to rid of. His tanned skin was littered with perspiration, only driving the hanyou's sensed wilder. With his eyes closed in passionate concentration, Inuyasha snaked his hands to the trembling legs of his guest, tenderly exploring for his hard cock. As his fingers brushed against the swelled head, the mutt jumped at the yelp from Deidara, pausing in his actions to assess the damage.
"You alright! I didn't hurt you, right?"
Falling back suddenly, the ningyo screwed his eyes shut and let out a low whimper, his back arching up off of the floor as finally the source of all his anguish was touched. What he hadn't expected was for the sensation to burst and spread like wildfire, a burning feeling that tingled and crackled in his veins. Being far too young to have found a partner among his own pod, Deidara was unaccustomed to the feeling of pleasure aside from his own cautious experimentations, but it seemed he would always become too afraid and abandon any attempt at progressing further. The sparks of pleasure that were set off in his heated flesh at the slightest touch of the hanyou's rough palm was like that same, strange feeling, that it scared him, but at the same time, the action gave him relief from the agony twisting in his gut. The shock of bliss for a moment completely drowned out the discomfort and tightness in his loins, causing Deidara to lean his head back and sigh in a quavering voice.
"N… no you didn't… hurt… it… felt nice un…" he gasped finally as his breathing resumed and regulated though he hadn't noticed it had stopped in the first place.
Inuyasha beamed unapologetically, the goal of pleasuring this creature of his dreams being reached. He slowly returned his fingers to grasp the slick shaft, again waiting until the moans of Deidara subsided momentarily. With his 'milt' flowing graciously over his entire length, Inuyasha took advantage of it and coated the rest of the burning cock in the sticky mess. Careful not to overload the poor human virgin, he stroked repeatedly, whispering loving encouragements between kisses into the ningyo's neck flesh.
Gradually as the other man's palm passed more and more over his aching organ, the pleasure surmounted, until it hovered constantly at a point where it overshadowed the pain of the persistent leaking of his erection. Unsure how to react to the new feeling that sent shivers through his every nerve and took his vision from focus, Deidara at first tried desperately to swallow his cries and groans of surprise and bliss. His hips wriggled and jerked away from time to time, as if his body was overloading and demanding for the sensation to be dialed down, but a yelp of pleasure always followed immediately afterward. The ningyo's spine arched and his throat rumbled with a low moan he'd been unable to impede, his hands balling into fists and his breaths running uneven and ragged as the good feelings overpowered the bad, making his current status bearable.
With a steady rhythm set, the half-breed sought out to further arouse the other, in turn turning Inuyasha on more until they were both ready for… whatever would come next. In that moment, the hanyou had no idea how far he would take this, knowing in his state Deidara would do anything to rid of his pain, and in truth the half demon didn't know what he wanted. For now, if he could get the blonde off at least once, then maybe with a clear head they could discuss possible furthering this little adventure.
The free hand of the silver-hair wandered over the scorched flesh for Deidara's chest, finding another erogenous spot to tease and please. The pert nub under Inuyasha's fingertip was warm and responded well to his rubbing, a sweeter, more vulnerable squeal breaking free of the lips of his partner.
As again the fire of pleasure burned through his body from the newly touched nipple, the blonde gasped and nearly fainted as the feeling lurched through his system. He couldn't stop himself from arching and crying out, writhing under the erotic treatment, nearly drowning in the bliss that washed over him like a powerful swell. He whimpered, gasped, moaned and saw nothing but white, hot pleasure swirling in his unfocused vision as all at once he could feel a change in his lower organ where first Inuyasha had begun his touching. There was a burst of heat and suddenly he felt the clenched flesh slacken slightly. As the hanyou had been tending to his leaking erection, it had suddenly leapt in his grasp and issued forth with a wave of milt, drooping slightly in his hand, but not ceasing its relentless dribbling.
Smiling contently, Inuyasha kissed the quivering lips of Deidara, until he viewed a still restless look of ache on his face.
"Don't you feel better?"
"Just a l-little un," the blonde shook, "but my milt isn't stopping. Is this right un?"
"No, you should have stopped… maybe if we try something else…" Daring his will power, he abandoned the side of the man's neck and kissed his way down the racing chest until he hovered over shaky hips. He gently bit the protruding bone of Deidara's hip until he retrieved his hand, still dripping with fresh milt. He sniffed at it once, falling in love with the masculine scent of hormones, and gave his finger a tentative lick.
The young ningyo laid back, quivering in anticipation of the hand returning to his painfully tight groin, reviving the bliss and easing his discomfort again, but when there was such a long pause, he glanced up to see what Inuyasha was doing. Deidara suddenly whimpered, his brow furrowing to see that the hanyou was crouched just above his groin but lost in his own world. With his eyes closed so as to narrow his range of senses, the half demon sighed happily as he licked the white fluids from his fingers; their scent and salty taste was something completely strange and alluring. Blissfully, Inuyasha scoured his fingers for every last trace of the blonde man's essence, flooding his palate with the taste of his heated condition and his enticing cocktail of natural pheromones. Again, observing the action, Deidara became very confused, having never encountered any creature or even being able to comprehend one that would consume the vital, reproductive milt. The entire action was odd and stirred him deep in the pit of his gullet in some way which the ningyo could not describe.
"Inuyasha … why do you eat it un? Milt is for… for spawn… it's not like a mother's lactate un…"
"No, but… I can't, I can't help it. It smells like you, and…" Inuyasha smiled sheepishly for his words, but knew at this time honesty would be his best tool. "I just wanted to know h-how you taste. Plus, I think if I try this next thing, it'll make you stop." Receiving nothing but a curious mew, he smiled and finished his plan, bringing his face to the hard, moist organ and placing it inside his jaws, greedily licking along the sides and tip.
"Herk…" came an immediately stifled gasp from Deidara as he covered his mouth as soon as he felt the heat of Inuyasha's maw. He tried to protest, only for the sound to be cut short by a throaty moan as the pleasure leapt into his throat and caught up with him. Jumping palpably in Inuyasha's mouth, it almost felt as if the leaking organ's flow of precious seed increased, as if human instinct recognized the purpose of a hot, wet cavern. His brow furrowing, Deidara squealed as he felt the hanyou slurp at his member in a vain attempt to drink in his milt as it flowed, though still the white slick made its way past his lips and dribbled down his chin. The blonde wriggled and his spine arched, his fingernails digging into the grain of the floor below as he fought for some kind of proper reaction. On one hand, the feeling – gods the feeling – it was on a completely different level of bliss than the simple motion of Inuyasha's hand, and yet the action in and of itself was too strange and different, like some bizarre fetish, and it made Deidara's rear rise up again.
"I-Inuyasha un! D… Don't eat it! Why are you… my… Aaaahnnnn!"
Trying furiously to keep up with the flow of seed being pumped into his mouth, the hanyou simply lapped at the hot shaft, ever minding his teeth less they break the fragile skin and injure the already suffering creature. Out of the corner of his eye, Inuyasha could see the combined pleasure and torture in Deidara's face, and in an attempt to give him some sort of reissuance or comfort, he snatched one of the merman's strained hands and placed it on the top of his head, letting his fingers grip into silver strands.
With his hips rocking forward just ever slightly, the ningyo arched his back until it trembled, losing all comprehension in his words and causing his voice to take on an entirely new dialect of gasps, pants, squeals and moans. The digits laced in Inuyasha's light tresses balled into a fist and gave the scalp a firm tug as the young blonde tossed his head from side to side as if to show how unbearable the horrible level of pleasure was. His breaths came in shallow and his whole body twitched as Inuyasha's hot saliva and his own reproductive juices flowed down his scalding skin and made every inch of flesh below slick and saturated with the moist concoction. As the hanyou's mouth worked even harder to further his delight, though the feeling of crackling ecstasy increased, so too did the tightness that threatened to squeeze his guts until they broke.
Inuyasha worked diligently to break his lover form his primal bond, but looking up he found that his efforts weren't great enough to again release the hormonal ningyo. Having knowledge from exploring his own body, the mutt knew of one last trick he could pull, a bit to tip the scale and let Deidara cum again and hopefully rid him of his discomfort. The space between the blonde's balls and anus, as tender patch of nerves, were his last hope as he reached a hand covertly in and gently prodded the spot with a soft massage, awakening a whole new batch of pleasures onto the tormented merman.
The prostate; a little bundle of membranes and muscles that produces an additional alkaline secretion in semen; a cluster of highly sensitive nerves which respond pleasurably to physical stimuli; a gland present only in the bodies of mammals, not fish. It was something Deidara couldn't understand and it threw his mind spinning into a fog of confusion and utter ecstasy the instant that little organ was pressed against. It was as if the flint deep within had been struck, sending sparks and fire throughout his body, radiating from that one little point. It was an indescribable feeling, to have bliss coursing through his veins from a little node which before had not existed within his body. It was as if all at once Deidara turned into gelatin, falling totally limp, his breath being snatched from his own lungs and his gaze transfixing on the churning stars that blotched his vision. He felt as if the sensation had suddenly overthrown his body and he was a captive to the pleasure, serving it, wishing it would never vanish, and the only way to be certain it would stay was to let his voice loose.
"Oh Gods! My Susanoo-no-mikoto!" He cried, his back arching as he tossed his blonde mop of hair from side to side in ecstasy. "OOOoooooh! Inuyasha un! What was… OOooooh! NGAaaaah!"
With a hand subconsciously ripping into his skull, the hanyou continued to remove all of the gushing milt being flooded into his mouth, one arm cradling the small of Deidara's back and the other retaining a loving massage with his thumb on the perineum. With the flow of milt, Inuyasha could feel certain waves, showing the man's orgasm was riding through and possibly coming to an end.
It seemed miraculous that along with the desperate sounds of Deidara's voice, the steady leaking of semen finally ground to a halt. The younger man's member went slack and drooped and there was some level of internal collapse as the ningyo shuddered, finally finding comfort in the relief of the terrible pressure in his groin. He lay sprawled and utterly exhausted, having reached his orgasm for the first time in his life, and then reached it again; in almost 250 years he had never reached that stage, and now all of a sudden, twice in a matter of minutes. He was left weak, quivering and his chest heaving for breath, the rest of him as powerless as a newborn.
The feeling of release had a lovely sort of euphoric afterglow that made Deidara want to bask in it for a few more minutes before caving in to the prospect of sleep. However, just as the thought of rest tantalized his tired mind, the ningyo let out a shrill groan of frustration as again the tightness began to throb back into his loins. There was a level of pitiful ness to the sound in his voice and the look in his eyes as he glanced with a look of desperation up to Inuyasha who also seemed baffled that after such a release the other man was returning to hardness yet again. As it had before, the organ grew back to life and the flow of milt restarted, pulling more sounds of discomfort, fatigue and confusion from the blonde.
Feeling defeated, a sad Inuyasha deserted the troublesome member and returned to the distraught Deidara, sighing sympathetically. He didn't' know what else to do, so the hanyou gently took the ningyo's chin and locked with his lips, letting their tongues meet temporarily if nothing else, to distract his mind. But unknown by the miserable blonde, he wasn't the only one with primal urges driving his loins insane. From all of the excitement and intimate interaction, Inuyasha too had grown painfully hard, but with his lover in agony he had put his troubles aside. But with a twinge of ache from his own cock, the mutt formulated a new plan and began to find the words to deliver to the flustered man.
"I'm sorry kid; I thought that would do it… But there's one more thing I can think of. It's a lot more than what I just did, but if it'll get you off, it's worth a try right?"
As if there wasn't anything more to say by it, Deidara looked up at the other man with eyes that silently begged for any solution; anything that would allow him to escape the miserable cycle; anything to sate his hurting lower regions. No pleas needed to escape the quivering lips as he looked up piteously at Inuyasha, the hanyou could read his agony and his desperation like a book. The ningyo would do anything to rid himself of the horrible, foreign feeling.
Smiling reassuringly, Inuyasha held out a hand, the blonde curiously taking it, and with a swift reach, the hanyou scooped up Deidara, carrying him to their bed hastily. The aching male could only whimper wantonly as he curled into his half-breed. As he lay the lean frame of his lover out, he reevaluated the plan. In order for this to work properly, he'd have to take extra time with preparation, inevitably delaying the merman's release.
"Alright, now we can't just start this next thing… if we go too fast, it will only hurt you more, so let me… get you ready. Trust me, ok?
The blonde only gave a rushed nod, willing to undergo anything to end the horrible state he was in. Satisfied, Inuyasha took Deidara's knees and spread them apart, again exposing the weeping, throbbing cock to be vulnerable. Ignoring it, he continued his task and inserted his pointer and middle finger into his mouth, coating them generously with his own saliva.
"Inuyasha un…." The ningyo nearly whimpered as he looked up at the way the hanyou salivated onto his own fingers yet again. "What are you… eating it again un?" Wincing for what felt like the millionth time, Deidara looked puzzled up at the other man, eager yet confused. The blonde wished he would be given some explanation to the new mammalian actions aside from 'I'll do this and it will make you feel good,' not that the feeling of Inuyasha's touch was something he much minded.
Taking his fingers out and placing his other hand inside Deidara's thigh, Inuyasha's face was crossed with sympathy and guilt.
"I'll make this quick. Trust me, kid, it'll get better." Before Deidara could muster another question, he felt a sharp pressure on his lower body that even rivaled his stark erection. A tight hole beneath his rock hard organ began to ache, another new addition to his anatomy that now terrified him. He could feel something forcing its way past the ring of muscle keeping the hole closed, and Deidara couldn't fight his urge to cry against it. It was forcing its way inside him.
Hating how slow and tedious the process was, the half-breed continued to push his pointer inside, stretching the anus ring in order to widen his entrance.
He could feel the young merman below him quiver and wriggle, rustling the sheets beneath him as he fought to keep from yelping. Deidara finally couldn't help it any longer and let out a shrill sound of discomfort, throwing his head to the side such that he wouldn't have to see the way his body was being penetrated. It was demeaning and uncomfortable and strange, the blonde man shuddered and struggled with the sensation, praying for it to get better, but unable to keep from protesting verbally.
"N-no! Ah…. Inuyasha un! What… what is… are… what have you done to my body un! Ngya! Y-you've made me into a hermaphrodite un!"
"No no, calm down," Inuyasha placed a hand firmly against Deidara's cheek, stilling his other hand. Rubbing the sweaty jaw line, he swallowed a growing lump and cocked his head slightly. "Just relax. All mammals have… this- males and females. It's where… uh, well we get rid of… waste, so you're ok, just calm down. Remember how good it felt a minute ago? Well if you let me stretch you out a little, I can make it feel better than that-"
Gradually the jumbled ningyo mind made some series of connections, but he was too anxious for the pleasure to return to continue his questioning. If this point was where waste was expelled, then it was a vent, but it was muscular and tight, felt by the resistance and the stretching when Inuyasha inserted his digit. Well, the vent was where the gonads were located as well, and the orifice through which fish with intermittent organs fertilized the roe of their mates, so perhaps it was simply how mammals did things. He swallowed hard and nodded, forcing himself to relax and hoping that the pleasure would return soon such that the throbbing pain and embarrassing oozing of milt could be again ignored.
After a shaky nod signaled him to continue, the plans moved onward. The finger resumed its probing, slipping in and out past a clenched band until Inuyasha managed to reach his knuckle. Even with Deidara squirming around him, the hanyou was relieved that he could get the whole finger in with room to spare, proving that his anatomy could handle his shaft and that he could reach the man's prostate without splitting him in two. Informing him first, the mutt slipped in another finger beside the first, gently scissoring the ring while still prodding.
With the fingers moving rhythmically within his anus, Deidara couldn't help but grimace and squirm from time to time, but mostly forced himself to remain calm and still lest the whole process take even more time to conclude in relief. His breathing came in heavy and uneven as he tried to steady himself and keep from lurching away from the invasive feeling. If only he could muscle his way past this and stomach the intrusion long enough for the discomfort to shift into bliss, he would be able to find his comfort and be rid of the horrible, twisting ache.
The muscles slowly stopped fighting against his finger, so Inuyasha decided that it was time to go to the next step, the deed that would truly bring them together. As his moist digits were squeezed out, he carefully thought over one last time what he was doing.
Here was a man. A man he loved. A man in pain that could be healed by making love to him… what was there to think about? But that nagging feeling still remained. There was no turning back after this, the last barrier between them that could never be rebuilt. The hanyou knew he was ready… but was Deidara? Inuyasha figured he was in too much misery to care, but if this somehow cured his ailment… would he come to regret it?
"Kid… so you're ready for the next part. I'm going to… Dei, I'm going to-" he bit his lip, not knowing how to word what he was going to do. "I'm… I'm going to be inside you. We're going to… mate, now. I think it will help, but… do you want to?"
The young ningyo rolled his head to the side and let out a long, low whine simply thinking about the word 'mate.' Still the concept did not fall perfectly into his mind, but as bashful as Inuyasha was about explaining the mechanics of it, it would appear as if he might never get a definite answer. He could only spend a brief, gasping moment to think the proposition over, but still he was unsure whether to accept and become connected with the hanyou, or decline and remain in misery.
"What… what will happen if you do… mate me un?" He was afraid to enter into a contract with Inuyasha without knowing the consequences or future repercussions.
Relaxing himself, the hanyou settled himself on his knees between Deidara's legs, placing each hand on an inner thigh, a calming gesture to the man.
"Ok, I'll try to explain. I'll… be inside you." Showing him, the mutt touched his own erection. "It'll be r-rubbing in and out, and it will feel like when I touched you before. Hopefully you'll have that feeling again, and you'll let go and stop… dripping. Then after that… I don't know. For now, I want you to feel better, and then… we can figure it all out."
Deidara's eyes swam with a mixture of nervousness and anxiousness, but with his lip between his teeth, he gradually gave in and nodded slowly. He didn't want to have to say it aloud, finding the reason why the other man had been so embarrassed and reluctant to explain the workings of the connection between mammals. Instead he let out a quiet whimper and forced his tight, aching body to relax, groaning as doing so only caused the dull pain in his groin to surmount.
Suppressing his eagerness less he ruin their moment and harm the other man, the silver-hair set to work that last step in their intimate dance. Grabbing his throbbing cock, he guided it to the puckered hole and pressed his head against it. Instantly Deidara's body became rigid, but Inuyasha was quick to sooth and reassure him. Stroking the clammy thigh of his partner, he waited until the muscles calmed and he was ready. Pushing himself onto his knees, a prompt thrust, and he was in.
The mixture of Inuyasha's saliva and the ningyo's milt that had been flowing down from Deidara's agonizingly hard erection slicked every inch of him below and with hot, wet oils, primed the virgin's rectum. The shaft of his mate sinking past the younger man's muscled vent caused his breaths to freeze in his chest as he struggled vainly to keep still. With the quick jerk from Inuyasha's hips, the hanyou's penis pushed his rectum wider than it had ever been stretched, making Deidara flinch suddenly. The presence of something so thick within his rear sent the human instincts within the blonde alive with new commands to expel the foreign object like waste, and his muscles subconsciously obeyed, clamping down and pushing at the half demon's member as if trying to pass it out.
The sudden intense pressure sent Inuyasha's sight into a murky haze, making him bow over in shock. The squeeze wasn't powerful enough to expel him, but enough to make him quake all over. It was so thrilling having that much pressure encircling his head, clamping down without letting up. But he wanted that feeling along his length. Using his inherited strength, Inuyasha squeezed inside, against the other until he was half sheathed within. He continued pressing in, filling the cavity through all of the squeals and cries of insecurity from the ningyo, until his head pressed firmly against the back of the hole, the hot spot.
With the burning head of Inuyasha's manhood pressed straight into him, the tip ground against the ningyo's sensitive, reactive prostate. The action sent bolts of intense heat and pleasure through Deidara's veins in a similar manner as when the hanyou had massaged his perineum, but with only a thin membrane separating the two organs as opposed to several inches of muscle, the bliss was magnified by several times. His hips lurching upwards out of some instinctual rejoinder to the stimulus of his male gland, Deidara's head flew back and his throat erupted in a loud, husky moan. At the same time, his rectal muscles seemed to become paralyzed and slackened their grip, though that's not to say the entrance became loose.
Several heated seconds passed before there was another movement, feeling he had given enough time for Deidara to adjust. Leaning back, Inuyasha pulled a few inched out, leaving a space inside for him to work with. Not to rush the action, he rocked his hips, smoothly and evenly gliding in and out, again and again hitting the hypersensitive mark to please his new lover.
Beneath the hanyou, Deidara's back arched and his fingers found a firm hold in the blankets below him while his eyes rolled back in sheer euphoria. The sensation was like having liquid lightning on fire pouring through his every corpuscle, galvanizing his senses and bringing him to life with pleasure. It was his first time mating, and for some reason he had assumed due to the rough nature of nature, that the action would bring more pain than pleasure. With this, however, his body was nearly overloaded with the white-hot intensity of ecstasy, every pass of Inuyasha's member bringing his burning pleasure-center to life.
Inuyasha smiled as he watched the pleasure explode from Deidara's face, making it obvious that he was doing well in taking his mind off of the problem. He had settled on gripping the bent knees on each side, pitching smoothly into their love-making as to please them both. The hanyou couldn't help but saver the tantalizing noises emitted from the blonde, added to the tightness of the rectum made for a mind-blowing experience, making it almost impossible not to ravish the man beneath him. But diligently he continued rocking them, not creating too much friction, but enough to slowly build him to his own climax.
Under the weight of the stimulation surging upward from his singing prostate, Deidara nearly lost all thought, his head fogging over with the thick, hot bliss while his eyes clouded until all he could see was a fuzzy version of the ceiling overhead smattered with stars. His chest rumbled and his throat echoed with the gasping sounds of pleasure as he wordlessly sounded his mating calls, vocalizing his euphoria so that Inuyasha would be able to hear how good the connection felt. Of course even if he'd been able to speak properly, the blonde would not have known the appropriate words to tell his lover amid their heated sex in any case. The only possibility was for him to howl and moan in utter bliss, gripping the sheets and arching his spine the way his body seemed to naturally.
Smirking down to their connecting flesh, the rhythm slightly faltered as Inuyasha adjusted himself, but then picked up speed for the sake of time and loss of stamina. The vocals of the receiver increased, the blonde now wailing into the room as his body was shaken and thrilled internally. With a spur of the moment thought, the mutt released a knee and instead wrapped his fingers around the still oozing member, pumping it liberally in time with his hips.
There was a moment during which Deidara's voice caught in his throat and he nearly choked on his own screams of bliss while his prostate and painfully stiff member were both taken into pleasure by the hanyou hunched over him. Bucking his hips, the blonde couldn't help himself and he wriggled and writhed in the grip of the hanyou. He arched and his breath heaved in desperate gasps while he fought vainly to keep his head under the intense pressure of ecstasy. Finally he could hardly bear it and the bliss found its way out of every exit; it exploded from his throat, leaked from his eyes and tightened his grip on the sheets below until finally it was bubbling at the base of his erection, threatening to leap forward.
With all of this euphoria blasting from beneath him, it was hard for Inuyasha to still his own orgasm, the wriggling bringing him dangerously close to finishing without the blonde. On his last leg, the hanyou thrust himself deep inside, pressing his entire length within and growling deep in his chest, setting him off and opening the flow of his seed into the tight channel.
Somewhere in the foggy back of Deidara's mind, he was aware of the hot release plunging through and invading every inch of his insides, but like most things human, it was another aspect he did not understand. He couldn't think to question it, or even completely process it with the majority of his mind blinded by sheer the pleasure that pounded through his system until he screamed and wept in ecstasy. Again the blonde's orgasm came, only serving to increase the flow of his unbarred milt; the steady trickle arching through the air and squirting across his stomach for a few, hot moments which felt like ages suspended in time.
As the waves of ecstasy slowly faded to a warm satisfaction, Inuyasha doubled over, leaning his forearms on either side of the hot body below his and hovering his face over the ribbons of seed scattered over the blonde's abs. He lapped up a few streams before planting a loving kiss on the sculpted muscles.
"Did that- did that do it? How do you feel?"
For the longest time, Deidara's eyes stayed closed as he fought off the fatigue of post-ejaculation. Steadily his heavy breaths evened out and he found some sort of comfort and calmness, but still the hanyou could tell that he wasn't relaxing completely the way he should be after his orgasm. He continued to tremble slightly and the heat of his body didn't diminish, though the blonde did manage to crack his eyes open and smile up at Inuyasha. There was almost an apologetic look in those clear cerulean eyes as he reached out with an exhausted hand and brushed the damp tresses from Inuyasha's face.
"That… that felt… Inuyasha, it felt so good un…" Still the blonde winced regarding to the feeling of the tightness in his groin returning.
Even with the response he was hoping for, the mutt growled and leaned his forehead to rest on his flesh.
"No way… again? I… I d-don't…. Deidara, I don't know what else to do. I mean… We could try this again, but I don't' think it'll help. I... I don't know."
"I… don't think it's going to stop either un… not until the season's over un…" Again he flinched and turned away, not wanting to look at the confounded expression on Inuyasha's face; it made him feel like a freak, an abnormality, trash.
"And when does the season end, kid? Do you know?" The half demon tried to be soft and tender, but there was still pity that rose in his voice.
"Anywhere from eight days, to thirty un… according to Sasori-Danna… I've really only… ah! L-lived through one season as a mature adult un…"
Even then the strength in Deidara's erection was returning, pressing against Inuyasha as if taunting him. He simply growled again and dug his claws into the soft sheets surrounding them.
"I think… I think you need to go back. I can take care of you 'til the rain lets up… in a few hours, but then…I'll take you home."
Deidara whimpered quietly at the thought of being kept from his natural instinct for still longer, but at the same time, there was a more human part of him that would be contented to mate with the hanyou… constantly… for the next several weeks. The idea wasn't as horrible as it sounded to him however. The ningyo had incredible, hormone-fueled stamina during the season of must, surviving without food or rest for the duration of time lest they lose their place in the race to fertilize the future posterity. It was strange, above all other things, for the merman to be feeling drawn between two desires; the primeval urge to sew his seeds and further his genetic lineage, and the newer wish to stay by Inuyasha's side. Finally he sighed and nodded, placing his palm softly against Inuyasha's cheek.
"When the rain lets out, take me to the bay, but wait for me un…" He looked up at the hanyou with desperate adoration swimming in his eyes, "I'll return as soon as the must has faded un…"
To that the silver-hair raised his head, meeting the merman's glossy eyes. So… things had gone well. He had enjoyed it as much as… this was great!
"So… you'll come back to visit, or… Never mind, we'll figure that all out after this whole thing is over, but for now…" he smirked slyly and climbed up to connect their lips again, gently rocking his hips with Deidara's to stir the embers of pleasure.
For the next several hours, the little house was full to the roof of the sounds of shaking timbers and ecstasy as the hanyou and the ningyo treated the symptom and waited out the storm. The heat and pleasure rose and fell like the tides of passion as their connection rocked the lovers' bodies. Finally after what must have been Deidara's fifth or sixth release, he flopped back with his arms spread, panting to catch his breath.
"I… Inuyasha… is it still raining un?"
A pointed ear flicked out towards the door, the little pitter-patter indicating it had indeed slowed down and now the world was merely dripping with the aftermath. Inuyasha leaned up from Deidara's still weeping cock and wiped his lips.
"No, I think it's safe now. But we need to cover you up- just in case."
"Nnnnnnn…." The blonde protested weakly putting both palms groggily in Inuyasha's face as if to shove him off. "I don't wanna wear clothes again! I don't like them at all un!" Despite his less than compliant behavior, he sat up and held his dizzy head, wavering for a moment as if at any moment he might faint from simple exhaustion.
Quick to aid, a steady hand found the man's shoulder, holding him steady until he simply cringed from the pressure below.
"Yes, you have to wear them. We'll be in public, and the clothes will block dripping trees form hitting your back. You'll live, kid."
Deidara grumbled and wriggled, but eventually gave in, his discomfort and fatigue lessening his demeanor and making him grouchier and brattier than before. Though with coaxing, he allowed Inuyasha to tie the cloak around his shoulders again, he still wouldn't cooperate when it came to the pants.
"I don't want to wear them un. It will feel too tight and make a mess and I'll have to stay in my own milt un."
"Again, public. People don't just walk around with no pants on, especially with their 'bits' sticking out. It's will only be for a short while," he moved in sensually and nibbled a kiss into the tender flesh of his neck, "…then I'll never make you wear pants again."
Giving a cry that almost sounded like a moan towards the very end, the blonde chewed his lip and squeezed his eyes close together, feeling his cheeks begin to burn hotter. He turned away, not even realizing the consequences of his actions until Inuyasha took the motion as an invitation and began to shower the other man's neck with warm, soft kisses.
"Ahn… a-at least something to keep it from dripping un…?"
Still attacking the already pink, hot skin, the hanyou huffed.
"Mmm we'll think of something. Nnnn kid… we better leave soon, or I'm going to eat you alive."
Taking a hold of the hanyou's shoulders, Deidara groaned and his brows furrowed as he tried to shove the other man off of him to little affect in his tired state.
"Mmmmnnnnn…" he groaned "s-stop it Inu-kun… I want to go back un… I don't want to mate anymore… it makes me too tired un…" Though his words were denying the action, he couldn't say that it didn't please him in some way; the touching and mating was the best feeling he'd ever felt, and it would pain him terribly to leave it all behind, but in the long run it would pain him more to stay.
Taking the hint, Inuyasha left a final kiss on the raw skin and scooted away, lest he be tempted again. He watched Deidara readjust himself on the bed, throwing his legs over the side and trying to put weight on them. It was a struggle, but with some help the pair stood together and eventually put the pants on, as much as the ningyo protested and fought.
Hesitantly, Deidara took a tentative step towards the doorway, but found as soon as he all his weight on one leg, pain washed over him and he nearly collapsed. The blonde fell sideways and caught himself on the edge of the mattress before rolling over to lie on his stomach and whine. As soon as they were free, the ningyo's hands reached backwards and cradled the round cheeks of his rear through the dun cloth of his pants as if to alleviate the new pain that started in his overstretched rear.
Inuyasha silently cursed himself and reached over to his lover, offering a hand to help him stand. He helped the miserable creature up, and for the second time that day the hanyou picked up the merman and held him close.
"I'll carry you, it'll be faster."
The only response that came from the blonde was a pathetic whimper as he wrapped his arms around Inuyasha's neck to keep himself steady while being carried.