Chapter 7

Inuyasha woke up slowly, the outside world a blur beyond his reach. He sighed softly in bliss, turning onto his back. The world came crashing down around him when he felt pain radiate in his back and ass, a soft grunt escaping his throat as he turned onto his knees and sat up.

Inuyasha's eyes widened in disbelief and horror.

Sesshomaru lay down on the futon next to him, his body bare besides the blanket carelessly thrown over his groin. Inuyasha looked around in horror, seeing he was back in his castle. He got off the bed and looked around for his clothes but didn't see them, Inuyasha suddenly feeling very exposed.

He picked up the boa like thing Sesshomaru always wore, wrapping it around his body in hopes to be somewhat covered. He went over to the shoji that held the bathroom behind it, opening it and almost sighing in relief when he saw a kimono sitting by the bath.

He would sooner wear a fancy kimono than walk around naked. Inuyasha took a quick bath, his eyes watching the shoji incase it opened. He dried himself off before putting on the kimono, frowning in confusion when he didn't see a fundoshi anywhere. He opened the shoji, a yelp he would never admit to escaping his throat.

Sesshomaru was wide awake on the bed, sitting on the edge with his eyes locked on Inuyasha. The blanket was moved off his groin, exposing the rock hard member beneath it. Inuyasha slammed the shoji closed, turning his back to it. He remembered the night before, Inuyasha face palming himself for letting Sesshomaru dominate him again. Inuyasha gasped when the shoji was opened, pulled against a hard chest.

Inuyasha froze, Sesshomaru's warm breath ghosting over his ear.

"That kimono suits you." Inuyasha felt his skin burn with arousal when Sesshomaru rubbed his fingers over his chin, the long digits dipping low and wrapping around Inuyasha's neck in a silent threat.

"You will dress like this, am I understood?" Inuyasha peeked over his shoulder to Sesshomaru's face, feeling a cold shiver go down his spine at the possessive look in his eyes. Inuyasha swallowed thickly, his body unable to move. Inuyasha was always confident he could get out of any situation, but he knew this one he couldn't.

Sesshomaru saw him as his mate.

Inuyasha couldn't escape from him.

Sesshomaru's oppressive glare lessened once he realized he had Inuyasha where he wanted him, slowly moving back and leading Inuyasha with him. Inuyasha gasped when Sesshomaru turned them around sharply and pushed him down face first on the bed, his knees pressing against the futon's side. His toes curled on the floor when Sesshomaru slapped his ass, Inuyasha's ears going flat against his head.

"You will stay in this room, until I say otherwise," Sesshomaru ordered, Inuyasha panting against the sheets as he tried to get the words he wanted off his chest. He wanted to yell, to protest, to run.

But he couldn't.

"I don't belong to you." Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed at Inuyasha's defiant words, Inuyasha moving away when he was released. He scooted up more on the bed, closing his kimono tighter around himself. Sesshomaru got on the bed, Inuyasha turning his head away when he was a few inches away from him.

"Do you want love, Inuyasha?" Inuyasha heard the sarcasm dripping in Sesshomaru's voice, and a part of him was stung. Inuyasha looked to him with a growl of anger, Sesshomaru catching the fist thrown at his face.

"I don't need anything from you!" Inuyasha yelled, Sesshomaru's lips pulling into a smirk. Inuyasha gasped when he was pulled down onto his back, Sesshomaru looming over him. His hair fell over his shoulders, falling onto the bed around them and creating an umbrella like effect.

Inuyasha's eyes widened when his kimono was forced open and exposing his chest, Sesshomaru leaning down and kissing his lips. Inuyasha turned his head away with a gasp, his eyes shut tight as Sesshomaru planted kisses over his neck and shoulders. Inuyasha struggled feebly beneath him, his struggles ceasing when Sesshomaru grinded his groin against his own.

Inuyasha's chin was grabbed, his head turned to face Sesshomaru whose eyes held humor and possessive aggression. Inuyasha let him kiss him this time, his body not wanting to fight anymore. Inuyasha's mind still wanted to, he wanted to push Sesshomaru away and run.

He lifted up his hands to push him away, Sesshomaru grabbing his wrists and pinning them down to the bed. Inuyasha clenched his hands into fists; small gasps of pleasure escaping his throat with each grind and lick to his skin.

Just when Inuyasha thought he couldn't take anymore, Sesshomaru rose up. Inuyasha's kimono was forced open all the way, Sesshomaru biting off his nails before reaching for a vile of oil put on a small table by the bedside. Inuyasha closed his legs as Sesshomaru lubricated his fingers, his eyes lidded as he stared at the ceiling.

His breathing was a tad erratic, but he ignored it. He tried to move away when Sesshomaru spread open his legs, gasping sharply in pain when his thigh was slapped.

Inuyasha was forced down by a hand to his chest, Sesshomaru pressing a finger inside. Inuyasha gasped out in discomfort, his hands fisting in the sheets. Sesshomaru pushed it in deep, Inuyasha's ears going back against his head.

"I am not Kagome," Sesshomaru told him, inserting a finger next to the other. Inuyasha grit his teeth, his chest heaving as Sesshomaru thrusted them in deep. He arched when he touched his prostate, a gasping moan escaping his lips.

"I will not love you." Inuyasha reached a hand down, grabbing onto Sesshomaru's wrist. He meant to stop him but his body wanted different, forcing his fingers in deeper and faster. Sesshomaru inserted a third, Inuyasha arching his back and his toes curling in pleasure and pain.

Inuyasha fell back onto the bed, writhing in pleasure as Sesshomaru worked his fingers in hard a deep. Sesshomaru watched his little hanyou welcome the pleasure he felt, his tongue flicking out and licking his lips. Sesshomaru pulled his fingers out after another pass at his prostate, Inuyasha shivering on the sheets as he bit his lower lip with a soft groan.

Fuck, he had been so close.

Sesshomaru rose up, covering his member with the little bit of oil left on his hand. He grabbed Inuyasha's thighs, placing them over his shoulders. Inuyasha opened his eyes till they were lidded, his lips parted as he panted in arousal. His cheeks were painted a fine red, the blush going down to his neck and chest.

Sesshomaru felt a hand slide up his chest, Inuyasha grabbing onto his forearm. Sesshomaru had him exactly where he wanted him.

Inuyasha was his mate, and no matter how hard he fought his body would crave him. His mind will scream for him when he wasn't there, his tongue would always crave his taste. Inuyasha belonged to him, would only want him.

Inuyasha closed his eyes in discomfort and pain as Sesshomaru pushed in, Sesshomaru leaning down and kissing Inuyasha's lips. Inuyasha groaned against his lips, grabbing a handful of Sesshomaru's hair at the scalp to keep him close and deep. Sesshomaru groaned when he was in all the way, pulling away from the kiss and licking his lips. Inuyasha gasped as Sesshomaru started to move inside him, the demon going slow at first.

Sesshomaru built up his pace quickly, wanting to make sure he pounded Inuyasha to the point he couldn't feel his legs. He pushed in deep and fast, Inuyasha crying out with each inward thrust. Apparently Sesshomaru was slamming into his prostate, Inuyasha throwing his head back with a cry of pleasure.

Sesshomaru licked his mating mark, groaning as he moved his hips in a grinding motion, going even deeper inside of Inuyasha. He growled when Inuyasha clenched around him, Sesshomaru feeling his body burn in need.

"Sesshomaru!" Inuyasha cried out, his hands letting go of his hair to grab the sheets. Inuyasha's claws tore straight through them like paper, his lips parted wide as he screamed with each powerful thrust. Sesshomaru had found just the right tempo, and even though his hips started to get tired he didn't dare stop. He doubted Inuyasha would have let him anyway.

"Fuck! Sessh… Sesshomaru ah!" Inuyasha was thrashing beneath him, his orgasm so close he could feel it. His entire body was pulsing along with his member, heat spreading throughout his body as he felt his toes splay out in pleasure. Inuyasha screamed out in ecstasy when Sesshomaru grinded deep into him, the head of his member assaulting his prostate in the worst but best way possible.

Inuyasha just knew he was going to cum hard, his eyes shut tight as he rode the waves of ecstasy and pain. Sesshomaru growled above him when he felt his member start to throb, reaching between their bodies and stroking Inuyasha quickly. Inuyasha stilled on the bed, his spine arching out as his head dug into the sheets.

Inuyasha couldn't even breathe as his orgasm tore through him like a tsunami, his lips parted wide as a silent scream escaped his throat.

Sesshomaru came inside him with a roar, Inuyasha's vision shrouded with dark spots. When Sesshomaru came down from his orgasmic high he looked down to Inuyasha, his little hanyou unconscious. Sesshomaru couldn't help but snort, lowering his legs from his shoulders and rolling over onto his side.

Sesshomaru would have asked for a second round, but he guessed letting the hanyou rest was important. He got up and took a bath, washing away the semen on his chest and torso. The hanyou always came more than Sesshomaru would have expected, and though he enjoyed watching his hanyou breach that world of nirvana, the mess afterwards was always a chore to clean.

Sesshomaru sighed as he dried himself off, opening the shoji and looking to Inuyasha. He was a tad disappointed to see he was still unconscious, going over to the bed and sniffing his scent. It had merely been a week since he had ran off, but for some reason Sesshomaru smelled a scent underlying his original one. Sesshomaru got back on the bed, moving over Inuyasha and sniffing his neck. Sesshomaru pulled away, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He got off the bed, deciding to keep this information to himself incase he was proved wrong. He didn't care to dress himself as he left Inuyasha's room, heading to his own to get dressed for a small trip. He planned on heading to find a midwife who could prove him wrong, since Sesshomaru was sure the hanyou was infertile.

Most females in heat gave off a scent when they were fertile, but Inuyasha had never emitted that scent during his heat. Sesshomaru knew his father's genes were strong, but were they strong enough to reverse the natural infertile nature of a hanyou?

"Lord Sesshomaru!" Sesshomaru heard Jaken's voice once he left his room and was ready to leave, the annoying toad running to him in a fit of sweat and anxiety.

"Lord Sesshomaru, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Jaken exclaimed, Sesshomaru looking down to him with a frown of irritation.

"What is it Jaken?" Sesshomaru asked with little emotion to his voice, Jaken stopping at his feet and bowing.

"I smell a half demon in the castle my lord! I think it is Inuyasha!" Sesshomaru frowned, Jaken yelping when he was kicked across the hall. He slammed into the wall, a small groan of pain escaping his throat. He slowly rose up, picking up his staff that dropped.

"Lord Sesshomaru?"

"Inuyasha is my mate, and you will treat him as such." Jaken's jaw hit the ground, Sesshomaru narrowing his eyes in anger. Jaken quickly closed up his mouth, shivering under the demon's gaze.

"Y-Yes my Lord!" Sesshomaru turned away from the little demon, Jaken unbelieving of his master. He waited till his lord left before scurrying towards the source of the smell, stopping at the shoji. He frowned in confusion when he smelled a scent underlying Inuyasha's own, opening the shoji just a tad.

The room was dark as the sun fell from the sky, but Jaken could make out a body on the bed. White hair contrasted with the darkness, Jaken wondering what he should do to clear his master's mind of what he had done. Inuyasha was a half demon, a species unwilling of such pleasures given from his master.

Golden eyes shined in the dark, Jaken feeling a fear he had never felt before go down his spine. He closed the shoji quickly, putting his back to it as he held his chest. Inuyasha's scent was weird, and his eyes only made him seem less human. Jaken pushed back his fear, deciding to leave the hanyou alone until Sesshomaru came back.

He was sure he would get rid of the half breed once he saw the error in his ways.

After all, it wasn't like Inuyasha could produce an heir.