Inuyasha sighed, sitting on the edge of the bath and looking at the ceiling of the bathroom. Clenching his teeth and groaning before looking down at the bobbing head between his legs. He could feel the uncertainty of his own youkai but ignored it as he enjoyed the working mouth. This was better than doing nothing all day. He had two more nights before he made his escape and time moved faster when he was with the youkai between his legs.
Hiroshi was dripping wet and looked up at the hanyou that was watching him with a lustful gaze. His own youkai excited and enjoying itself, doing its best to please him. He pulled away and moved his hair from his face. Inuyasha felt better, he felt more comfortable being naked. He knew his youkai fortified him a great deal but after the second attack it was especially anxious. Hiroshi continued to suck him off making him bite his lips at the burning pleasure of it. "Hey…I'm gonna cum." He mumbled moments before filling the youkai's mouth.
Hiroshi swallowed him down and even licked his lips afterwards. Inuyasha had never been with anyone that behaved as sexually stimulating as Hiroshi. When they were alone together, the small gestures and behaviors he would do were extremely sultry. "Milord, I can't stay long. Night training with the new recruits."
"Oh but…" Inuyasha pointedly looked down at the youkai's straining cock.
Hiroshi chuckled, "Help me next time then." He then kissed Inuyasha and removed himself from the water, before drying and taking off. Inuyasha sighed and stayed where he was.
However, he really wasn't expecting Masane to join him. It was uncomfortable, and he was looking at her as if she'd lost her mind. "What?"
She debated asking him this but the rumors going around the castle were going to end up hurting him. She sighed and began to speak, "There are rumors in the fortress that will harm you milord."
Inuyasha scowled at her, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Rumors that you've been taking a certain guard captain to bed." She continued. "Because of your behavior with each other and…!"
"Wow." He said monotone. Granted it was true, but it wasn't as if he was acting any differently than he had with the youkai before. He just wasn't biting his head off. "And if I did?"
"He will be beheaded, and Lord Sesshomaru would likely go on a rampage unlike any other and kill all inhabitants within a 5km radius." She stated plainly. That was not what the west needed right now. Sesshomaru's youkai was just as unstable as Inuyasha's.
"Whatever. It's not like I haven't been called a whore before. Goes along with being a hanyou." Inuyasha shrugged. He didn't care about how the youkai felt. "They're going to say I'm fucking whoever I'm not ignoring, and I don't care. Leave me alone." He glared at her as she was leaving.
She sighed when she was out of the door and made her way back to her office where the Sesshomaru was with a deadly glare on his face. "He was bathing when I arrived and was quite annoyed. He was apathetic about the news of the rumor and stated he didn't care what they thought of him. As they were bound to start rumors because he is a hanyou." Masane didn't like playing this role. She herself could understand after watching Inuyasha defy the command why Sesshomaru worried about the possibility, but it was certainly his youkai that was concerned and not the lord himself. She wondered if he even truly cared.
She could feel her lord's ire and then he was gone. Inuyasha didn't have enough time to react as he was halfway dressed. Sesshomaru was holding his arms but not saying anything as he stopped Inuyasha from attacking him. Then his youkai was in control and things slowed down. It was looking at him frightfully and Sesshomaru growled lowly, speaking inu to it to make sure it understood why he was annoyed with it. With his fangs at his throat, he forced it to submit but pulled away. It was looking at him and his eyes would dart around as it looked for it's escape routes. "Are you so starved for attention that you would dare seek another!?" He growled, his youkai getting the better of him.
Inuyasha's youkai would protect itself no matter who was trying to harm it. It remained still with the youkai so close to him. Even though Sesshomaru wasn't pinning him down like before he felt that same anxiety and desperation. It was frightened. The last time it'd felt this way, before Sesshomaru initially attacked him, they were nothing more than a small child. It was half naked and extremely uncomfortable. Sesshomaru was looking down at him with blood red eyes and his markings had changed. It was furious but recognized that its mate was very frightened right now. It was submitting but not because it desired to, because it feared what would come if it didn't.
The hanyou watched the youkai hovering above him frown. Looking at him. The youkai just continued to stare at one another unmoving. Inuyasha was keeping its other half pushed down as best as it could in this tense atmosphere. It couldn't risk angering Sesshomaru's youkai. This part of him would hurt him immediately, as long as he didn't die it wouldn't care much. The youkai half understood that it would just be seen as a punishment that was deserved. It didn't want to be mated to this youkai. It didn't want to be attacked over and over again. It…didn't deserve that…its mind wandered to the other youkai. The one the conscious mind had been with. He shouldn't have done that. That would anger the youkai too, and they would be hurt. If his mate acted like that youkai, he wouldn't be so frightened of him. He needed to survive. He needed to escape.
A loud uncomfortable whine left his throat but the youkai above him just continued to watch him. Knocking at the door distracted the youkai enough for him to scramble away but not enough to escape the room. Sesshomaru had him from behind, growling deeply, warning him. He froze and fully relaxed his body so as not to be seen as a threat. Sesshomaru's arms tightened around him. Then he felt lips on his neck as he was pulled into his lap. He could feel how his mate trembled in fear, he was upset but he didn't like his mates fear.
Inuyasha felt a shiver of fear run through his body as Sesshomaru began to check him over. It had no problem removing the little bit of clothing it had on making him whine even louder at the discomfort. Sesshomaru's youkai wanted to mark him with his scent so others would stay away from what was his. A rumbling noise left his chest, in an effort to comfort his mate. He licked his neck using his energy to sooth him as well. This was what he really wanted to do with his mate. However, Inuyasha's youkai wasn't convinced. All the youkai had done up to that point was hurt it. It would take a lot more than that to get him to actually relax.
Sesshomaru examined his body in detail, taking in and noting everything his eyes could see. It liked its mate. He was strong and beautiful, but he hated how he feared him. He wanted his mate to come to bed with him each night, he'd always wanted a mate like him. He didn't understand why his conscious mind would want to kill him. He was someone they'd protected in the past. He wanted to keep the hanyou for himself.
He rubbed his stomach and continued to do as he wanted with his quiet mate. Being that he was simply base his earlier reason for being here was forgotten and he was enjoying having his mate so close finally. He licked his neck again, touching the perfectly sculpted body but getting another long whine. His chest rumbled as he changed their position, licking his chin in apology and sucking his neck. He continued to kiss and sooth his mate and Inuyasha was confused by this. The youkai had been so terrible to him he couldn't understand his behavior. Why hadn't he stopped before? Why had he hurt him before?
Sesshomaru continued to kiss and taste his mate. He seemed to finally understand that he wasn't going to attack him with the way he began to slowly return his kissing. This pleased the lord a great deal, however when he pulled away, he saw a single uncomfortable tear roll from his eye to the floor. The youkai frowned coating the hanyou in his youki and making it as safe as soothing as he possibly could. The hanyou didn't trust him. Beings who harmed you and then treated you well always harmed you again. That's what he'd learned. He wanted this nightmare to end.
Sesshomaru was aware of his mate's feelings and could only frown. He wanted his mate to feel better he wanted his mate to mark him too. He kissed and sucked his way down his body. Inuyasha's youkai was just watching him, remaining still. He licked his chest and sucked his nipples. It reminded him of the other youkai. He whined again; he didn't like this. When Sesshomaru took him into his mouth, he gasped a bit. He was only semi-hard, he wanted to stop. His body eventually responded as it was bound to do but he didn't like that it felt nice. He didn't want to be touched like this, but he also didn't want the youkai to suddenly hurt him, especially while he was in such a delicate position, so he stayed still.
Huffing groans and soft moaning left his mouth along with a few more uncomfortable tears from his eyes. He clenched his teeth hard enough for his gums to bleed and shuddered as those hands that repeatedly hurt him explored his body. He wanted to escape. He wanted to leave. He wanted to hide. He eventually came, filling the youkai's mouth who continued to swallow him down. He felt tired, hoping that the youkai would stop or even give him enough of a chance to put distance between them.
The hanyou flinched viciously when he felt his hand at his entrance, breaching and touching him. Sesshomaru continued to suck his cock until he was hard again, all while fingering him. He brushed that thing that the other youkai had before. It made him gasp and whine. He wanted to stop. He whimpered in discomfort as he was touched from both sides. His fear spiked as he felt Sesshomaru remove his fingers and replace them with his cock. He whined and tried to scramble away, even at the risk of the youkai's ire. However, he was held tightly, and Sesshomaru kissed his neck and tried to sooth him with his youki.
When he began to thrust, he felt nauseous. It didn't hurt but it wasn't what he wanted. He whimpered in inu that he wanted to stop. That he was uncomfortable. Sesshomaru licked his neck and kissed him, trying to sooth and calm him. Inuyasha couldn't understand why he wouldn't listen to him. He groaned at the unwanted feelings coming from their connection. The wet slapping of their bodies colliding echoed in the room, and he could only endure. It was panting and moaning underneath the youkai, its only solace being that he wasn't holding him down or being extremely rough with him like before. The youkai began to stroke his cock as well, he whimpered as he came again. It wanted to stop. Sesshomaru's youkai continued to sooth and pleasure his mate until he finally came. However, he kept pushing deeper and deeper, locking them together.
A loud knocking was heard at the door, "Milord? Have you eaten?" Sesshomaru looked at the door in annoyance before turning back to his quietly panting mate. He liked the rosy look on his face and began to kiss him again. Inuyasha remained still feeling nauseous and fearful. Its lower stomach began to hurt. It felt entirely too full. It wanted to go back to its forest where it was before.
"…why.." it mustered, the lord's youkai snapping to attention at his words. Sesshomaru reached for his face, but Inuyasha was clearly apprehensive about it.
"Mate."
The youkai wasn't smart. It wasn't a modal of morality. It was an animal. A beast that represented basic instincts. However, it knew that it's mate shouldn't harm it. "Not.." it murmured before speaking inu again because it didn't know the spoken words to express that Sesshomaru didn't treat him like a mate. He treated him badly. He wasn't a good mate. He hurt him again and again. That he hurt him the previous day, and today again too.
Sesshomaru's youkai looked hurt by its words and began to apologize in inu. Repeatedly promising not to hurt him anymore and asking for forgiveness. He pulled him from the floor and into his lap. The move shifting the pressure and making him whine uncomfortably. Inuyasha was straddling the youkai now. It felt better to not be under him anymore but the cock in him made the position extremely uncomfortable. The youkai continued to sooth and apologize to him but he couldn't stop remembering the things the youkai had done to him in the past and recently, especially as they spoke. This youkai behaved like he hated him. It knew Sesshomaru was a relative as well and couldn't understand why he would always harm him.
Inuyasha's youkai frowned, it didn't want to be naked anymore, it didn't want to mate anymore. It wanted to escape. It didn't want to be mated either. Soon the pressure in his lower half began to lessen. It was extremely uncomfortable. Sesshomaru began to remove his cock which was followed by a torrent of his cum. Inuyasha could only pant as the pain subsided. His stomach growled a moment later and the youkai kissed him a few more times, standing with him and placing him on the bed, before saying it would bring him something nice and leaving from the balcony.
When the youkai was finally alone, it shuddered and vomited. It was so anxious and tightly wound that the feeling of relief was overwhelming. Inuyasha blinked a few times, finally waking up and feeling what had happened before his youkai even told him. He felt disgusting. His youkai began to show its memories and the things that were said. Inuyasha quickly ran to the bath and began to scrub himself raw. He threw up a few more times. He felt like his body had betrayed him. He didn't want to sleep with the youkai. He was angry with his youkai half. It should have fought regardless of what might've happened. As he scrubbed, he felt tears running down his face. As much as he tried to hold it in, he began to sob. Yelling at the top of his lungs, asking why he deserved this. Asking if he hadn't suffered enough, if he hadn't fought enough, if he was so terrible a person, so terrible an existence that he deserved this. He continued to vomit until he was painfully dry heaving. The bathroom was a mess. When he came out the first thing, he saw was the puddle of cum from when Sesshomaru had knotted him. It brought the nausea back full force as he dry-heaved again. He couldn't stay in this room anymore. The hanyou didn't feel safe and worse of all was the idea that the youkai was going to return to him.
Although that wasn't something he needed to worry about because Sesshomaru woke up a few kilometers away from the fortress. He had a massive headache as it was rare that he lost control of his youkai, but it'd been happening frequently lately. He looked around, confused and concerned about why he was in the forest. His youkai informed him of their mate's hunger. He could smell Inuyasha's scent on him very clearly and noted the mess of his clothing, his eyes widening when it began to show its memories. It was pleased with itself for taking care of their mate. "…" Sesshomaru scanned the hanyou's emotions and there was a lot of anxiety, nausea, fear, and anger. That worried him.
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No one saw Inuyasha for those last two days. It was finally here. The day he'd been waiting and praying for. Sesshomaru was in his office, intent on going to the council room when Inuyasha was expected to. He slapped his neck a moment later and looked at his hand. The flea. Inuyasha's retainer that was left to him by their father. Myoga.
The flea began to berate him, and the youkai growled, squishing him tightly in his hand. "Inuyasha is fine. Go see him for yourself." He said dismissively.
"Why are you so hell bent on killing him!?" Myoga asked. "I thought you'd moved past that as you came into your own power!"
"We are mated. Why would I attempt to kill him?"
"Then why have you taken the Tetsuaiga!?" He asked and this made Sesshomaru pause.
"What are you speaking of flea?"
"Master Inuyasha needs the Tetsuaiga! It prevents his soul from being devoured by his youkai!"
Sesshomaru felt his stomach tighten, he understood that the Tetsuaiga controlled his youkai and prevented it from overwhelming the hanyou, but he wasn't aware that without it his soul would be devoured. He felt his youkai raging at him especially because of the inane promise that it'd made to the hanyou. He sighed, looking at the angrily pulsing sword thinking about how much Inuyasha's youkai had been taking control. "Damnit." He mumbled.
Inuyasha was a headache that was never meant to exist and these last few days his apathy was at an all time high. There were no complaints because none had seen him. He was eating so he had no need to tell them to bring him food. He hadn't been attacking anyone either.
He grabbed the Tetsuaiga and headed towards the hanyou's rooms. If the flea was to be believed he couldn't let that happen. Sure, he could control his youkai for the most part but it was too violent to be allowed free reign. Inuyasha wasn't in his room, so he entered. It smelled like he hadn't been here in a while. He took paper from a desk and wrote a simple warning. Don't trust the council.
Inuyasha was sitting in what amounted to an alley. His youkai was so anxious that it made him want to hide as well. It was the only thing he was feeling. He couldn't even breathe with how anxious it was. It was fearful that Sesshomaru would learn of his relationship with Hiroshi, that he would break his promise and harm them. That it couldn't trust him, that it was now very frightened of him. Especially after the last time. Sesshomaru's youkai was very powerful, and like him, arrogant. It wouldn't even acknowledge how uncomfortable his youkai had been. Which made sense for who the youkai was as a person. Inuyasha couldn't deal with his youkai. It'd taken over repeatedly in the last few days because of its anxiety. Without Tetsuaiga he had an extremely difficult time holding it down, it was draining and starting to make him feel ill. He took a deep breath trying to calm. His human half was clearly very irritable. Angry that the youkai had let Sesshomaru do as he pleased but Inuyasha understood why it remained still even though he too thought it should've fought at least.
He felt his stomach clench and began to vomit again. He'd been vomiting a lot because of how anxious he was. He spit when he was done and whimpered quietly. He missed his forest; he missed his freedom. Inuyasha sighed, he was at least thankful his youkai wasn't trying to bring them together. That would make things harder for him. He took a deep breath. He needed to calm down and focus, but the past few days it'd felt like he couldn't get enough air. His youkai had been shaken, and it was affecting him a lot. He hated Sesshomaru. Hated when he was near, hated when he touched him, and hated having any connection to him at all. This cage, his prison was no better.
He'd been avoiding the staff because he was sick and tired of hearing them whisper and make him out to be the bad guy when he never asked for this in the first place. He never wanted to be mated to Sesshomaru and to hear them act like this was his fault angered him beyond rationality. He wanted to kill them, he wanted to stab them like he'd stabbed the kitchen servants. He wanted to break them down and make them suffer like he was suffering. He wanted them all to die, he wanted everyone and everything to die. Hadn't he been through enough already!? From the moment his mother died to this day, his life had been wrought with struggles and pain. He wanted it to end. He thought it was over already, but it was back now…he was suffering again.
He began to hyperventilate. He couldn't breathe. His chest hurt. He vomited more as he tried to calm down, but he couldn't. He needed to, or he would miss his window. He'd been beaten, stabbed, choked, and blasted with countless things. He'd been shrunken and trapped in a miniature world, attacked by demon slayers he then befriended, poisoned, shot with a sacred arrow and pierced to a tree for 50 years, everything imaginable but this felt like it was breaking him. Granted, none of his enemies had ever attacked him in such a way, he was never conscious when he was trapped for long periods of time but this…he felt like he was falling apart.
"Milord!?" He flinched viciously and turned to see Hiroshi looking at him concerned. Inuyasha took a deep breath. He frowned softly. He'd heard that some had seen Lord Sesshomaru leaving from his balcony a few days ago, a bit after he'd left. He held out a hand to him. The hanyou took his forearm and stood.
He took another deep breath and looked at the youkai, "What?"
"I sensed you nearby and came over since no one has seen you in the past few days."
Inuyasha nodded at his explanation. "I…I'm just not feeling people right now."
Hiroshi nodded, "My apologies. I understand. I hope your mood improves. If there is anything I can do, please let me know." He bowed slightly and left. It was clear that even he was making the hanyou uncomfortable.
Inuyasha decided to move from where his youkai had taken him. However, when he neared his rooms, the anxiety came back. His youkai felt uncomfortable being in an enclosed space, but he felt a pulse. He darted forward to see his sword. He grabbed it and almost immediately his youkai was being suppressed. The anxiety lessened and he felt like he could breathe. Tetsuaiga was pulsing joyfully and Inuyasha did his best to snuff out Sesshomaru's gross scent before leaving the room he'd been hurt in.
He was exhausted but he didn't feel as bad with his sword in his hands once more. It helped him feel safer, less naked, less vulnerable. Inuyasha found himself sitting on the roof, coating Tetsuaiga in his scent and waiting. He hadn't even noticed the note Sesshomaru left.