Play Possessive
Sesshoumaru was incredibly angry. The blood in his veins was boiling and he could only barely keep himself from transforming. He did not like to transform, that form was so unpractical, and he only did change his form when emotionally unbalanced or in great need. Luckily that happened very rarely. He had a very good control over his emotions.
Unfortunately this was not one of those good days, when he was in control. Oh no, control had flown somewhere very faraway place. Sesshoumaru could not even smell it anymore. Another unfortunate tree smashed to pieces while the red eyed yookai cursed under his breath and hit everything he could.
It was all because of that Naraku! That sneaky spider was driving him crazy. How dare he treat him so! Yet another tree's lifespan ended cruelly, and one boulder got a new shape. Sesshoumaru's eyes burned red and his poison was leaking out of his fingernails. He had to calm down. He had to calm down. It was unacceptable to let that lowly half yookai get under his skin. In many ways…
NO! (Three trees down…) There was the problem! Right there! He should not think about it. It was not right. It should not bother him. He could not allow himself to think about that spider in any other way than an enemy, because that was exactly what he was, an enemy.
He wanted to kill Naraku. That was certain, there was no question about it. The only thing that had changed was the way he wanted to kill him. First of all, he could not let Inuyasha or any of his stupid human friends touch Naraku. He was his pray and no-one else was allowed to touch his things, especially, when he had planned such a wonderful death to him. He truly deserved all of it. A cruel smile lightened his features. (Jaken, who was hiding in the bushes nearby, trembled. He had always thought his master's smile was the scariest thing he could do.)
Sesshoumaru did not want to give Naraku a quick end, like he used to. He wanted to enjoy giving it to him. He wanted to see him suffer and bleed. He wanted to see how life slowly disappeared from his eyes. More than anything else, Sesshoumaru wanted to cause him pain, in every possible way he could think of. Perhaps he could bring the pain to another level. They were sleeping together after all. That might be useful.
Sesshoumaru gritted. Why the hell had he thought of that as it was something natural! (This time few trees melted making hissing noises.) On the other hand, Sesshoumaru stopped to think, that was not such a bad idea… Hmm… Idea was rather good, but something like that would never work, not in a million years. There were two problems. One of them was Naraku, and the other one was Sesshoumaru.
It was a big problem, since Sesshoumaru could never pretend like he was in any way interested in that asshole, and Naraku most certainly would never fall for it. Actually, Sesshoumaru hold a fragment of respect for him because of that. He might be a half demon without any sense of dignity or manners but he was not stupid. If he were, Sesshoumaru would not have bothered with him. He would have just simply disposed him.
Good, he had managed to calm down a little. He was still extremely annoyed though. Thinking about Naraku was something he did not wish to do, more so, when his thoughts happened to be somewhat unpleasant. Mostly Sesshoumaru was angry at himself. He had had some very good opportunities to end the spider's life during the past few months. A bit too many opportunities. Those times just did never go as planned. Not that they did not hurt each other. They both had some very painful scars all over their bodies. Sesshoumaru flinched a little and put his hand on his waist. It was not just the skin that was bruised… Now THAT was annoying thought!
That was when Sesshoumaru had had enough. He wanted to end it. As much as he wanted to slowly torture Naraku to death, it was starting to affect himself in a wrong way. He was getting used to it, and he had to pull himself out of it before it was too late. It was time to end Naraku, and their heated encounters (something he REALLY should not think about).
Sesshoumaru stayed still for awhile collecting his thoughts and calming his mind. At least he could not show how much the situation troubled him. He would not allow Naraku the pleasure knowing how much…
He shook his head. Not those thoughts! After gaining some control over himself, he lifted himself in the air and flew away.
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It was surprisingly easy to find Naraku. Sesshoumaru was not sure if it was because the lowly bastard was getting careless or because he was getting better at finding him and sensing his yooki. Anyway, this time it was easier than ever. Sesshoumaru could smell it miles away, Naraku was excited about something. He could definitely smell arousal coming from his direction. Sesshoumaru was very certain that it was sexual arousal, because unfortunately he had had some experience in smelling it in the past…
For some reason it made him angry again. Smelling that scent. He did not dislike the scent, quite opposite (and that in itself was annoying already) but it was more like…No, he did not know why. Only that it made him angry. Perhaps it was just because it was Naraku. Everything about him made him angry.
Sesshoumaru flew closer. He remembered the place. It was the same place they had had their first, intimate, battle. Hmm, that was a good way of putting it, nothing too suggestive.
Then he saw it. The mere sight made him nearly loose his mind out of sheer rage. There was Naraku, lying on the soft green grass completely naked. There was some woman too. She was on top of him, touching and moaning disgustingly, riding him to oblivion.
Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed and he attacked with the speed of light. It took only a blink of an eye and he was standing a few meters away from Naraku, holding the woman's throat in his tight grip growling silently. The yookai woman's legs hung in the air and she looked horrified as she looked into his blood colored eyes.
Naraku rose to sit and smiled slyly. "Well well Sesshoumaru. What brings you here?"
"You forgot to put up your barrier", Sesshoumaru growled voice dangerously low. He did not let go of the squirming woman, nor did he look away from her.
"Oh? And did you come to warn me?"
"Do not be ridiculous!"
"Then what gives me the pleasure to see you tonight?"
"Who is this?" Sesshoumaru tightened his grip around the terrified woman's neck.
"Are you going to kill her?"
"That depends…"
"About what?"
"Your answer."
"Okay then. She is one of my sex partners. You could call it a hobby of mine" Naraku smirked.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed and the woman's neck cracked. She fell to the ground completely limp and Sesshoumaru looked at the body with despise and loath in his eyes.
"What a pity", Naraku sighed. "She wasn't bad."
Sesshoumaru turned to look at Naraku who was still lying on the ground, sitting lazily, leaning on his elbow (A/N: Sorry, I'm not sure how that should be written). His arousal twitched when he saw Sesshoumaru's cold face and the pair of amber eyes that shone like they were on fire. He does look aristocratic, Naraku thought.
"How many of those you have squirming around you?" Sesshoumaru asked looking just as disgusted as he sounded.
"A couple."
"How low can you sink? Do you let just anyone touch you? Have you got no pride what so ever?"
"Actually I'm quite picky, but I guess you are even more so. Though you slept with me too, quite a few times actually."
"So am I one of those too?" Sesshoumaru asked quietly nodding toward the dead yookai.
That was a question Naraku had not expected. Considering Sesshoumaru's high pride he would have expected him to kill him without a second thought or just ignore it. Nah, that was not reasonable. This just proved how little he understood the angelic yookai lord in front of him. "So what if you are?"
Again Sesshoumaru did something unexpected. Naraku had thought he would attack him at the same moment the words left his mouth but instead of attacking, Sesshoumaru smiled. "Oh no, I'm not."
"And why did you ask?"
"I wanted to see if you would lie."
Naraku frowned. "What are you getting at?"
Sesshoumaru gave a very suggestive look to the area between Naraku's tights and raised one of his eyebrows. It had an immediate effect to the part and Naraku grunted. Sesshoumaru started to walk towards him slowly and very elegantly. Naraku could only watch. Moving was quite out of the question.
"How long did that lousy woman have to try before she managed to arouse you, huh? It only took a one look from me. Obviously none of them can compare to me, in so many ways." Sesshoumaru was now in front of Naraku. He put his legs on each of his sides and lowered himself to sit on top of him. He leaned closer to Naraku. Their faces were only inches away and Naraku's breath quickened. One of Sesshoumaru's fingers caressed his cheek before making a painful scratch on the smooth skin. Blood flowed from the cut and with one smooth lick Sesshoumaru cleaned it and closed it by melting it with his poison. Naraku flinched.
"Don't you even dare to think you could use me as one of your playthings, Naraku" Sesshoumaru said between his teeth. His tone was threatening and very dangerous. He gripped Naraku's hair and yanked his head backwards. "You are my plaything." After saying that, He crushed their lips together and pushed his tongue inside Naraku's mouth. Naraku could taste his own blood and it made him wild.
Sesshoumaru felt Naraku's arousal poking his backside. He deliberately rubbed it while sitting in his lap. Naraku moaned into his mouth and even Sesshoumaru started to enjoy the situation. Naraku's hands began to roam across his body ripping his clothes off of him. Sesshoumaru gripped his hair even tighter; he could feel how some of Naraku's strands got pulled off. With his other hand he marked Naraku's skin making red scratches everywhere he could reach.
Naraku broke the violent kiss and as a payback from the scratches he bit down Sesshoumaru's collarbone sucking it hard. Sesshoumaru gasped and yanked his head back from his hair, but Naraku did not let him do that anymore. Surprising Sesshoumaru, he ripped his pants off and stuck one of his fingers inside. Animal-like cry escaped Sesshoumaru's lips.
"Those sounds you make…" Naraku said into his ear. "Make more!" and so he pushed his finger further inside turning and twitching it so that Sesshoumaru had to bite his lip so hard that he tasted blood. He did not want to give Naraku the pleasure of hearing him scream.
"I told you to let it out. Let me hear it!" Naraku's husky voice demanded as he liked the other one's elf-like ears. Just when Sesshoumaru was starting to be able to properly resist the urge to scream, Naraku pushed in two more fingers at the same time and Sesshoumaru could not hold back anymore. His voice carried through the nightly forest as a pleading cry. Naraku almost came right there and then.
Sesshoumaru dug his long nails deep into Naraku's back and scalp and released some of his poison. Because of Naraku's own miasma it would not kill him but it was without a doubt very painful. Naraku gritted his teeth and whispered: "That wasn't very nice"
"It wasn't supposed to be." Sesshoumaru looked straight into Naraku's eyes. It was that look again, the look that went right into Naraku's core. Those wild, untamable eyes that looked so cold even in a situation like the one they were in. Without a second thought Naraku grabbed a hold of Sesshoumaru's hard arousal and stroked it in the rhythm of his fingers inside of him. There were no words to describe how pleased he was to see those amber eyes turn hazy and his delicious lips part to sigh. Naraku captured those lips and thrust his fingers deeper inside the beautiful yookai in his lap.
His actions made Sesshoumaru nearly go over the edge, but he removed his fingers and tightened his hold around the arousal preventing him from the release they both needed desperately. Sesshoumaru made a sound of disapproval, but the sound turned into a surprised gasp when Naraku rather violently pushed his own aching arousal inside him.
Sesshoumaru could not explain why, but every time Naraku did that, a huge wave of control and power washed over him. After all, he had a hold of something very precious and easily missed. He had a very nice part of Naraku in his grasp. With that thought Sesshoumaru tightened his muscles around Naraku making him grunt, and then started to slide up and down taking all of him in. Given the state Naraku was in he was quite sensitive. "Don't squeeze so hard!" Naraku breathed out gasping.
"You wish", Sesshoumaru answered back way too calmly to Naraku's liking. Naraku decided it was time to do something about that cool demeanor and so he started to use his hand again, touching every sensitive spot he knew Sesshoumaru had so that Sesshoumaru threw his head back moaning quietly, his long silver hair caressing Naraku's legs. He loved the sight. Naraku watched mesmerized how beautiful and perfect the yookai's white skin was, how his chest moved when he breathed heavily, and how his throat was exposed so carelessly. Naraku eyed the bite mark he had done on his collarbone and was quite pleased to see it. Sesshoumaru's neckline looked extremely delicious. His lips trailed hot lines over the pale skin.
They were both already so close it hurt. It came harder and harder to resist. With one final thrust Naraku pushed himself inside Sesshoumaru and they both came hard, releasing brutal cries to the night.
Their bodies fell to the ground but for awhile their minds were touching clouds. When they came back to earth again, Sesshoumaru rose. He took his clothes and examined them, trying to figure out if any of them were even usable anymore.
"Are you leaving?"
"What does it look like I'm doing, you spider?"
"I could go for another round, you know."
"Be my guest. I won't interrupt you."
Naraku frowned. "How cold."
"I know."
"I thought you came to kill me."
"What makes you think that?"
"I sensed it. You were quite angry. I thought you had finally had enough. I've been waiting for you to finally end this, you now."
"Have you now."
Naraku got up and walked toward Sesshoumaru his black wavy hair moving in the night wind. "It's not like you to do something like this", he said very serious.
"And how do you know what is like me and what is not?"
"Hmm…" Naraku shrugged and touched Sesshoumaru's back. In a spur of a moment he wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru hugging his back. Sesshoumaru stiffened.
"Get your hands off!" he snapped and released himself. He turned around to look at Naraku who was standing still rather calmly. Nothing even hinted that he was planning to escape.
"Why don't we just kill each other?" Naraku asked.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. "Do not worry Naraku. I will kill you. I will most definitely kill you, I will not give that pleasure to anyone else. But I won't do it now, nor will I do it the next time we meet. I will wait. And only when you are most vulnerable, when you least expect it, I will tear you to pieces and enjoy every minute of it."
Naraku raised his eyebrows. "What if I do that first?"
Sesshoumaru huffed. "You can try."
"I'm always on my guard."
"No, you are not."
Naraku looked at him questionably.
"You would not do this with me if you were. And you, most likely deliberately, left you barrier down so I would find you tonight, and then you put it up again so we would not be disturbed. But you must know that locking others out will also lock us in, so that you and I can only try and see which one of us will survive."
"It's good you aren't stupid, but neither am I. You won't kill me now simply because you do not want to do it on my terms."
"True."
"So what now?"
"I will leave, and we will keep torturing each other for a little while longer." And after saying that, Sesshoumaru lifted himself up and left Naraku standing on the green grass, listening the sounds of the quiet night.
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