Dark Horizons

CHAPTER TEN: HOMECOMING

The comet dominated the sky like a poisonous red bloom. Inuyasha clutched his brother’s hand as they stared up at the sign that an Ancient was once again coming to Earth.

“Does anyone know how long after the comet appears that the Ancient arrives?” Miroku asked.

Shippou’s tail quivered as he answered, “It is said that less than a moon’s cycle separates the arrival from the comet. But no one knows the exact number of days or perhaps even hours and even what I told you might just be folklore.”

“We must leave for the Western Lands … now,” Sesshoumaru said suddenly, his brow furrowed. “I had hoped to give you more time to rest and recover from your wound, Inuyasha, but … we cannot risk it. We must get to the Seer.”

“I’ll be fine, Sesshoumaru. Ah, Kaede, when exactly will I turn back into my demon form?” Inuyasha asked the old priestess who leaned heavily on her cane as she watched the comet.

“By next dawn you will transform into your dog demon form, Inuyasha. But you must rest that back between now and then. The wound is still serious.”

Inuyasha gave an exasperated snort. “I’m not made of glass, Kaede. Even my human form is pretty tough.” When Kagome turned and gave him a knowing, sweet smile, he bristled. “What? You’re all acting funny.”

“We almost lost you, Inuyasha. Forgive us if we’re a little overprotective,” Sango explained and patted the hanyou affectionately on the arm.

Sesshoumaru tightened his hold on Inuyasha’s hand. “She is right, little brother. You must suffer our concern for your well-being. Starting with the fact that you will be riding on the back of Ah Un or Kirara while we travel.”

“What?! That’s for the kids, Shippou and Rin. I’ll run as I always do!”

“You will ride or I will carry you on my back like a baby,” Sesshoumaru threatened.

Inuyasha crossed his arms over his chest and looked away from everyone with what looked suspiciously like a pout on his face. Kagome stifled a giggle, but the small sound still earned her a glare from the hanyou. Miroku and Sango’s smiles were a little too broad as well for Inuyasha’s taste, but they weren’t laughing at him at least.

“Fine, Sesshoumaru. I shall do it to placate you, not because I need to do it.”

A few hours after thanking Kaede profusely for her kind help and beginning their journey, Inuyasha was aching, exhausted and in pain even though he had been sitting on Ah Un’s back the whole time they traveled. He had long ago stopped doing anything, but concentrating on not crying out each time the lumbering beast took a step and jarred the wound in his back. He would not complain or ask for a break, and it was more than just to salvage his pride, he knew that they had to get to the Western Lands as quickly as possible. The Seer would have answers for them. ‘If she doesn’t, I don’t know what Sesshoumaru and I will do.’ His eyes drifted over to his companions. Kagome was drooping a little bit from lack of sleep, but her steps didn’t falter. Sango and Miroku had taken point with Sesshoumaru taking rear guard. Jaken, Shippou and Rin were asleep on Kirara’s back, snuggled together like three peas in a pod.

Inuyasha glanced back over at Sesshoumaru. ‘Gods, he is so beautiful.’ The dawn light was just now striking out across the horizon and highlighting the youkai’s silver hair. As the rays hit the shining mane, Sesshoumaru’s hair glinted and glowed, forming a halo around his head. Sesshoumaru’s golden gaze turned from the surrounding forest to meet Inuyasha’s. The hanyou couldn’t help the blush that heated his cheeks at being caught staring. A small smile flickered across the youkai’s lips. Inuyasha licked his own as he thought of where his brother’s mouth had been not too long ago during their simultaneous pleasuring of each other. ‘Where did Sesshoumaru learn to do that?’ A burn of jealousy lit under Inuyasha’s skin. How many lovers had Sesshoumaru had over the centuries before Inuyasha was born and what about those long years where they had been enemies? Knowing his brother’s beauty and power, Inuyasha was certain it was a huge number. He gripped Ah Un’s reins tighter than necessary. So lost was he in his jealousy that he didn’t notice Sesshoumaru draw up beside him.

“You are far away, little brother. How is your wound?”

“Fine,” Inuyasha answered coldly, still immersed in the thoughts of Sesshoumaru and these other phantom lovers.

“Inuyasha, why are you angry with me?” Sesshoumaru touched Inuyasha’s chin.

He would later blame the conversation on being tired and in pain, not that he was ridiculously jealous. “That thing we did … in the hut.”

Sesshoumaru smiled largely. “Yes, the mutual pleasuring. What of it?”

“Where did you learn to do that?”

The youkai drew his eyebrows together in thought. When he did not answer after a minute, Inuyasha felt his anger rise.

“You don’t remember!” Inuyasha practically shouted. “How can you not remember how you learned to do something that … that … amazing?”

Sesshoumaru shrugged. “Whoever taught me obviously wasn’t that memorable.”

Inuyasha did not know whether to be pleased that whoever this lover was had not been worth remembering or unhappy, because perhaps Sesshoumaru did not remember due to the large number of lovers that pranced through his life. ‘Only one way to find out.’

“How many lovers have you had, Sesshoumaru?”

Sesshoumaru grasped one of Inuyasha’s forearms. “What is bringing this up, little brother?”

Inuyasha held himself stiffly. “No reason. I’m just curious. I know little of your life outside of our battles together.”

“If I did not know better, I would say you are jealous, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru’s voice grew light with laughter. “Which is ironic considering our circumstances.”

“What do you mean?” Inuyasha twisted on the saddle to look at his older brother head-on.

“Inuyasha, we are traveling with a woman you loved deeply and have just faced another … well, her old self … not half a day ago, who thought to kill you so she would not lose you to me. Both of whom are still in love with you and would gladly insinuate themselves back into your heart.”

“Oh,” Inuyasha felt slightly silly and mollified. “I suppose that’s true. But still … you know all my lovers now. I know none of yours or how many there have been. From your skill and knowledge in … love-making,” Inuyasha tripped slightly over the word and Sesshoumaru chuckled, “it’s obvious that you’ve had much greater experience than I have. If you don’t wish to answer me, you don’t have to.”

Sesshoumaru’s hand trailed down the outside of one of Inuyasha’s legs. The hanyou shivered from that touch and leaned instinctively towards his brother almost falling off Ah Un in the process. Sesshoumaru caught him lightly and helped the hanyou back up straight on the saddle all the while explaining, “Inuyasha, it is not that I do not wish to answer you. It is simply that I do not wish to think of those others. Now that I have you … they have ceased to have any little importance that they had before. If you wish to know more about me, why not ask me about some other aspect of my life. I would gladly tell you all you wish to know.”

“Do I know any of the people you’ve taken to bed?” Inuyasha continued as if he had not heard what his brother had just said. He felt like a dog with a bone, unable to let it go, and he was still blushing from almost having fallen off Ah Un like some clumsy oaf.

Sesshoumaru gave a sigh then his head jerked up and he scented the air deeply. “Koga!”

“What?!” Inuyasha squawked. “You took Koga to bed!”

Sesshoumaru scowled at him. “No, foolish love, the wolf demon is nearby.”

The others had been trying to ignore the amusing conversation between Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru, but to no avail as Inuyasha kept yelling. So when Sesshoumaru cried Koga’s name, while weapons weren’t drawn, tension fell over the group. Koga and Inuyasha fought practically each time they met and no one believed, despite Inuyasha’s protestations otherwise, that the hanyou was in any condition to fight the other demon.

The whirlwind that was Koga appeared within moments in front of the group. He rakishly tossed his ponytail over his shoulder and stalked over to Kagome. Inuyasha growled and leaned forward on Ah Un’s back as if he could urge the beast to charge the wolf demon.

“Kagome, my beloved, it is good to see you as always.” Koga grasped one of her hands.

The human girl blushed and stammered, “Koga, what brings you here?”

“Besides to get in your weekly ration of sexually harassing Kagome, that is,” Inuyasha snarled.

Koga turned his attention from Kagome to glance over at his rival. He grinned, showing too many teeth. “Ah, dog boy, you’re looking suspiciously human today.”

“I can still kick your mangy ass, Koga, human form or no.”

Sesshoumaru placed a warning hand on Inuyasha’s thigh to still him. He was not going to let Inuyasha even attempt to fight in his weakened condition.

“Well, mutt—”

“Koga!” At that moment, Koga’s two followers breathlessly appeared, having run full speed after their leader. Both wolf demons were panting hard, bent over trying to catch their breath, after they skidded to a halt. The blond one squeaked when he saw Sesshoumaru’s scowl aimed at their leader. “Gods! Koga, please tell us you haven’t insulted Lord Sesshoumaru!”

Rolling his eyes, Koga answered, “Please, I only have a problem with his mangy mutt half-breed brother.”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes began to glow an angry gold. His hand clenched into a fist. “If you have a problem with Inuyasha then you have a problem with me.”

Koga’s smirk faltered and he took a half-step back from the other youkai. “Whoa! What’s going on here? I thought you two were enemies.” The wolf demon took a deep breath and his eyes narrowed. “You both smell different. I mean dog boy smells sickly human, but you …” another deep inhale, and Koga’s eyes widened, “you’re joined!”

“Oh, no!” Koga’s dark-haired follower moaned, clutching at his head. “Now Lord Sesshoumaru is really going to kick your ass, Koga.”

“What?! No one kicks my ass,” Koga gave his followers a glare, though his gaze flickered uneasily back to Sesshoumaru.

“I’ve kicked your ass, Koga, or is your pea brain unable keep memories from over a week ago?” Inuyasha said.

“Dream on, mutt!”

No one saw Sesshoumaru move, but suddenly he had Tokijin pressed against Koga’s throat. His voice was calm and cold like winter frost. “Koga, is it?”

The wolf-demon was frozen in place, but he managed to nod slightly, the blade biting into his bronzed throat as he did so. His followers were crouched low on the ground, eyes wide, flanks trembling. Even Sesshoumaru’s companions were still as the youkai’s low voice washed over them.

“Koga, my brother has not the time to respond to your … challenges … right now. We must get on with our journey so … Get. Out. Of. Our. Way.”

Koga raised his hands up in supplication and began to back away slowly. Sesshoumaru sheathed Tokijin. His eyes tracked the other youkai as Koga surrendered the fight.

“Sesshoumaru, you’ve got to teach me that trick. I’ve never seen Koga shut up so quickly,” Inuyasha said and laughed as Koga flushed with shame at having to back down.

With a snarl, Koga huffed out, “If you weren’t hiding behind your brother’s skirts, I’d be sure to beat you into next week—”

“Why you—” Inuyasha made to jump down and confront the wolf demon, but Sesshoumaru fixed him in place with a stare.

“The only way you are getting down from that beast is if you fight me and I think we all know that you cannot hope to win that particular battle right now, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru growled and Inuyasha shrank back down on the saddle. Sesshoumaru’s gaze flicked back to the wolf. “I will not ask you to remove yourself from our way again, wolf demon.”

“Fine! We’re out of here. Not because I fear you or nothing … just we’ve got to go,” Koga said, his chin defiantly jutting forward, though he wilted a bit at Sesshoumaru’s frigid stare. As he gathered his cringing followers, he tossed off to Kagome, “Oh, I almost forgot, Kagome, I wouldn’t continue on this path if I were you. Naraku’s servant Kagura has been organizing demons and humans to form some kind of rag tag rabble army to greet you up the next bend. Even that priestess, Kikyou, was with her. Can’t figure out when she took Naraku’s side. That was the reason I stopped to talk to you, before we were so rudely interrupted.”

“What?” Kagome gasped.

Koga continued, “Kagome, if you feel unsafe with these losers, perhaps you should come with me.”

Inuyasha snorted, “Oh, get off it—”

“That is a perfect idea,” Sesshoumaru cut him off as everyone gaped. “Koga, you will take Kagome and the others to safety, defend them with your life. Inuyasha and I will go another way.”

“What?!” Inuyasha shouted. “I’m not leaving my friends with that flea-bitten—”

“Inuyasha, we must do this,” Sesshoumaru said.

“No! We’ve got to protect them. If Kagura and Kikyou are around—”

“The safest place our companions can be is anywhere but near us. We are the targets, Inuyasha, not them.”

Inuyasha’s mouth opened and then closed. He worried his lower lip with his teeth. Finally, with a snarl, he turned to Koga and said, “Fine! But if anything happens to them, Koga, nothing, not the jewels in your limbs nor the mangy flea bags that follow you, will stop me from killing you. Do you hear me?”

Koga nodded slowly. “Nothing will happen to Kagome and friends while I’m around, mutt.”

Sesshoumaru swung himself up behind Inuyasha on Ah Un’s back. He ordered, “Meet us at our Castle in the Western Lands as soon as you can.”

With that statement, the great beast rose off the ground, fire forming under its hooves as it took to the skies.


Kagura looked on as Kikyou organized the motley group of humans and demons that the priestess believed were to destroy the dog demon brothers. The priestess had been icily driven since the Wind Sorceress had saved her from Sesshoumaru’s blade. She had ordered Kagura to take her to Naraku. Once at Naraku’s castle, Kikyou had spoken at length with Kagura’s master. Naraku had apparently agreed to help Kikyou kill Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha, but he had left out the part that he would not do so until after the arrival of the Ancient. Kagura shook her head at the priestess’ folly in believing the venom-laced lies of Naraku.

“Kagura, take to the skies and see where Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha are now,” Kikyou ordered.

Kagura’s shoulders tensed, but she nodded stiffly. The priestess was not her master and had no right to order her to do anything, but Naraku had requested she appear to cooperate with Kikyou. So Kagura drew a feather from her hair and created her flying platform. She took off in the general direction she had last seen the dog demon brothers on her earlier reconnaissance. She didn’t have to go far before she saw Ah Un flying through the skies carrying the two she searched for. She ducked down and sent the platform beneath the canopy of trees to hide from the hanyou and youkai’s eyes. She saw no sign of their companions. Kagura realized from the direction they were flying that the brothers were headed to the Western Lands. Capturing them once they entered their ancestral homelands would be difficult if not impossible. The Wind Sorceress grinned. She would delay telling the priestess what she had seen, giving the dog demons a good lead. After all, she didn’t want Naraku to get another Shikon jewel and she had no desire to help the haughty priestess.

With a deep sense of satisfaction, Kagura thought, ‘Yes, let the brothers get away and I will be one step closer to getting free.’


Inuyasha had fallen into a deep sleep once they had been flying for about an hour. He had snuggled against his brother’s muscled chest and let the scent and warmth of his Sesshoumaru’s body draw him into dreamless sleep. He only woke once Ah Un touched down just outside of the Castle gates. It was near dusk and the fading light of day lit the Castle with a warm red glow. ‘Home,’ thought Inuyasha. ‘How long has it been since I’ve been home? Too long,’ he decided, as he took in deep draughts of clean air that seemed to invigorate him. He shook his hair back behind his shoulders and felt Sesshoumaru’s arm tighten about him.

As if mirroring his earlier thoughts, Sesshoumaru said, “We are home, precious one.”

Inuyasha twisted around to face his brother. Sesshoumaru’s mouth was curved into a gentle smile as he gazed down at the hanyou. Inuyasha reached up and drew his brother’s lips to his own. It was like lightening passed between them. A shudder ran through both brothers’ forms.

One of the Castle’s long-time servants named Rati, approached the two brothers, bowing low. “Lord Sesshoumaru and Lord Inuyasha.”

“Rati, it’s been a long time,” Inuyasha said kindly. Rati had been good to him in the past, sneaking him sugar ices when he’d stayed at the Castle as a small child.

“It has indeed, Lord Inuyasha.”

“Rati … you may not be aware but Inuyasha and I are joined,” Sesshoumaru informed the loyal servant.

A bright glint of humor appeared in the servant’s eye. “Your most honorable father informed me of that fact long ago.”

Sesshoumaru held back a growl. “Did everyone know but Inuyasha and I?”

“It was not my place to disagree with your great lord father about whether you should be informed of your … future with one another.”

“Quite. Rati, we need to talk to the Seer about our joining.”

Rati nodded. “She has already sent word that she will see you tomorrow at the noon hour.”

This time Sesshoumaru did growl. “I hope the noon hour will not be the 11th hour, Rati, or the world might suffer for it.”

“Personally, my lords, I … I always thought it would have been better if you had known whatever Inu-Taisho knew for as long as he knew it. The world is unpredictable enough without keeping things shrouded that could be explained.”

“Please see that the other servants know of our arrival and status. Also, have food prepared for Inuyasha and myself.”

“Yes, my lord. Once again, it is good to have both of you home.”

“See ya later, Rati,” Inuyasha called to the servant as he bustled inside to his tasks.

Inuyasha relaxed when they were alone again. As openly pleased as Rati had appeared about Inuyasha’s homecoming, the hanyou was still in his human form and that made him feel vulnerable in the presence of other demons. Plus, he was injured, although his back felt much better now. He was pulled from his musings by Sesshoumaru speaking.

“Inuyasha, I know that I promised that I would take you once we arrived home, but you are in—”

“This is perfect, Sesshoumaru.”

“What do you mean?”

“You can take me both ways now. In my human form tonight and in my demon form tomorrow.”

Sesshoumaru’s hold tightened and Inuyasha could feel his brother’s heart rate speed up. “But I might hurt you!”

“My human form may be weaker than my demon one, but it is not that fragile, Sesshoumaru. And I want to experience this with you. When I’m human,” the hanyou bit his lower lip, “when I’m human, I feel things so much more deeply. And I want to feel our first time together as fully as possible.” Inuyasha’s violet eyes pierced his brother. “I want this. I want you, Sesshoumaru. Now.”

Instead of words, the youkai slid off Ah Un’s back and helped Inuyasha off as well, but instead of setting Inuyasha on the ground, he pulled the hanyou against him. Inuyasha’s legs wound around his brother’s trim waist and his arms clutched at Sesshoumaru’s broad back as he laid his head on Sesshoumaru’s shoulder. He felt the puff of the youkai’s breath against his hair. The elder demon carried Inuyasha one-handed through the Castle gates into a large courtyard. Inuyasha could hear the splash of the fountain that was carved to look like fish jumping from the water’s surface. He could smell the delicate night blossoms that studded the earth between the stone walkways, flowers so rare that they only bloomed within the Castle walls and could be found no where else.

Sesshoumaru’s voice like hot honey poured into Inuyasha’s human ears. “Precious one, once I have you … there will be no going back. I will never let you go. And if anyone seeks to get between us … I will not hesitate to strike them down.”

Inuyasha felt a rush of heat flood him at his brother’s possessive promises. “Know that it goes both ways, Sesshoumaru. You are mine as much as I am yours.”

Sesshoumaru’s only response was to kiss his brother hard on the temple. Hallways of grey stone lit by torches flowed past them like water as the youkai hastened to bring Inuyasha to what would be their bedroom from now on. He knew that Rati would have had the room prepared. The youkai could feel the hot weight of the rings in his inner pocket. He would place one ring on Inuyasha’s finger before he would take the hanyou.

The double doors that led into what had once been their father’s bedroom and now was their bedroom were opened invitingly. Candlelight flooded the room in a soft yellow glow. The bed was a four-poster with sheer white curtains. The bed coverings were the deepest midnight black and the sheets the purest white. Sesshoumaru could already picture his naked brother’s body against that backdrop as the young hanyou arched up underneath him in pleasure. Sesshoumaru lightly set his brother down on the wood floor. Inuyasha turned in circles, taking in the beloved room. He had not been in here since their father died. He felt a lump in his throat.

“It still smells like Father, Sesshoumaru.”

The youkai placed a comforting hand on Inuyasha’s shoulder. “I miss him, too, precious one. I wish he were here to see us together like this. How he always hoped we would be.”

Inuyasha threaded his fingers through his brother’s. “At least he died in battle. Just as he would have wanted it. But I wish he were still here, too. Every day I wish that.”

To distract them from their melancholy thoughts, Sesshoumaru leaned down and kissed the back of Inuyasha’s head. He luxuriated in the hanyou’s sweet scent, burying his nose in Inuyasha’s locks. The hanyou reached behind to clasp his brother’s waist and pull Sesshoumaru up flush against him. The youkai groaned as his groin connected with the hanyou’s backside.

“A perfect fit, Inuyasha.”

“Yes … perfect,” Inuyasha breathed, feeling his brother’s hardness press between his butt cheeks. He pushed his hips backwards to get more of that feeling.

Suddenly, Sesshoumaru’s presence against his back was gone and Inuyasha whimpered. He turned around to look for his older brother. The youkai was standing in front of the now closed bedroom doors. His golden eyes glowed with want. Inuyasha felt his throat close in anticipation as his brother stalked across the room towards him. He took a step back as Sesshoumaru took a step forward, until the backs of his thighs were pressed against the bed and he could go no farther. Sesshoumaru paused a foot from him.

The youkai reached forward and undid the belt to Inuyasha’s fire rat robes. With a twitch of his hand, the outer robes were open then sliding down Inuyasha’s arms to puddle at the hanyou’s feet.

Sesshoumaru said softly, “I will love you until the seas run dry and become deserts.”

Inuyasha gasped as Sesshoumaru’s hand drew apart the folds of his shirt and Sesshoumaru placed the palm of his hand over Inuyasha’s heart.

Sesshoumaru husked, “I will love you until the sun dies and the world becomes dark and cold.”

The youkai ran his claws down Inuyasha’s chest, untucking and parting his shirt. Inuyasha shucked it off, leaving only his pants on.

Sesshoumaru whispered, “I will love you until time ends and there is nothing left.”

The youkai watched as Inuyasha undid the fastening to his pants himself, letting them fall to the ground. Sesshoumaru’s breathing hitched as his brother stood before him nude and beautiful. Inuyasha’s skin was like alabaster, his nipples pink and hard as the cool air of the bedroom hit them. The dark curls at his groin and on top of his head were a stark contrast to the paleness of all that revealed skin. Violet eyes watched Sesshoumaru with such love and trust.

Sesshoumaru’s voice was strained as he said the last of his vows to his beloved brother, “I will love you always. Forever. My Inuyasha.”

The older demon reached into the secret pocket where he had kept the joining rings of their House safe. He took out one ruby jeweled band and slid it onto one of Inuyasha’s fingers. Inuyasha shuddered, his violet eyes closing for a long moment, then he opened them and reached for the twin of the ring he now wore that was still in Sesshoumaru’s pocket.

“My own vows to you cannot match the eloquence and beauty of the ones you just gave me. But then again I’m sure that comes as no surprise to you, knowing me as well as you do. But I will try to put my heart into what I say to you if nothing else.” Inuyasha gave a small smile, which Sesshoumaru returned. “Everything I am Sesshoumaru … is yours. It always has been. It always will be. You are life and light for me. I will love you for all time, my Sesshoumaru.”

Inuyasha got up on his tip toes to brush his lips against his brother’s as he slid the band onto one of Sesshoumaru’s fingers. There was a rush of wind, a warm gust that fanned out from the brothers’ joined hands. It sent the candle flames flickering, but did not put them out. There was a sweet smell in the air, the scent of cherry blossoms. For one moment they felt embraced.

“Our father … he is with us, Inuyasha.”

The hanyou nodded. “Father … it is as you have hoped between Sesshoumaru and I. Let this give you peace if you did not have it before.”

The embrace tightened for a moment and they were alone again. But there was no sense of loss, because they had each other. Neither would be alone again.

With an impish grin, Inuyasha said, “So … now we get to the fun part, right?”

He leaned backwards till he tipped over onto the bed, drawing his brother down on top of him. Sesshoumaru laughed as Inuyasha rubbed against him like a puppy.

“So eager to be taken, Inuyasha?”

“You’ve only been making me wait two whole days, Sesshoumaru! What do you expect?”

“I have been so … cruel, haven’t I?”

“Yes, terribly, horribly so! Now one of us has way too many clothes on.”

Sesshoumaru gracefully rose to his feet and divested himself of his armor and clothing as if the material were petals and his nakedness the soft, inner flower core. Completely naked he reached for Inuyasha’s waist and drew the hanyou up from the bed. Finally, they were pressed together with nothing between them. The heat and silky friction of their bodies against one another drew out simultaneous moans from both their mouths.

“Sesshoumaru, I don’t think I’m going to be able to last!” Inuyasha whined softly as his already hard and leaking sex brushed against his brother’s muscled inner thigh.

“Do not worry. You shall climax many times tonight. Let yourself go.”

Inuyasha latched onto one of Sesshoumaru’s nipples, sucking hard as he thrust himself against the youkai.

“This is better done lying down, little brother.”

Sesshoumaru drew down the comforter and lifted Inuyasha one-armed onto sheets as white as mountain snow. He quickly lowered himself onto the hanyou and Inuyasha mewled with the better angle and contact of their bodies. His mouth screwed up into an adorable pout as his seed gushed against their stomachs. He lay there gasping and moaning, his sex still half-hard. Sesshoumaru slithered down his body and lapped up the spent essence.

“You taste like fresh apples and pears from the garden. So sweet,” Sesshoumaru said between licks.

He used his fingers to clear Inuyasha’s cum from his own belly and raised those fingers to his lips. Inuyasha groaned and shifted his hip restlessly as he watched Sesshoumaru lick his hand clean. The youkai leaned down and nibbled at Inuyasha’s lower lip until it bloomed rose-red under his ministrations. Inuyasha ran his hands down his brother’s back until he came to the sweet globes of Sesshoumaru’s ass. He grasped both pale cheeks and pulled his brother’s groin down onto his own. Then he wound his legs around Sesshoumaru’s lean waist. Sesshoumaru glided his sex over Inuyasha’s willing pink hole, perineum and slowly reawakening cock.

“I must be inside you, Inuyasha. You need to be stretched first. I hope Rati was more prepared than I am.”

Sesshoumaru laughed between kisses as he leant over to the nightstand and found a jar of fragrant oil. Rati had been prepared for their homecoming, anticipating all their needs. Sesshoumaru slathered his fingers with the oil and reached down to circle Inuyasha’s opening. The hanyou gasped as the cool oil touched him, but the warmth of Sesshoumaru’s flesh soon heated the liquid. The first finger that breached him felt so right that he pushed down onto it.

“So eager indeed.”

“You’re inside me, Sesshoumaru, a part of you is inside me,” Inuyasha explained and thrust down onto the invading finger again. “I … I need more.”

Sesshoumaru obliged him, sinking in another digit into Inuyasha’s tight, hot body. He crooked them to graze over the pleasure spot he knew would be inside. The hanyou almost rocketed off the bed.

“What did you do to me?”

“Nothing much … yet. Imagine when my cock is brushing up against that place again and again and again.”

“Ah! Please … please … I want that … please put your cock inside me! I want to be one with you!”

Inuyasha’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. He had no idea the picture of wanton manhood he presented to anyone looking on. Sweat had broken out across his chest and his eyes were dark with desire. His cock was flushed pink with blood and a white bead of cum lay perfectly on the center of the head. Sesshoumaru leaned down and swiped his tongue across the edible pearl. Inuyasha mewled and pushed down eagerly on the three fingers, fucking himself on Sesshoumaru’s hand as the youkai tongued his slit. He clutched at Sesshoumaru’s shoulders like a drowning man.

“I’ll give you what you want, precious one. But first …”

Sesshoumaru pulled his fingers out of Inuyasha’s body and the hanyou groaned. The pink hole was slightly loosened. There would still be pain and a little blood when he breached Inuyasha’s virgin opening, but that couldn’t be fully avoided. He lifted up Inuyasha’s hips, Inuyasha brought his legs to his chest without being told, so that the hole was more open for his intended action. Then he leaned down and kissed the pink opening. He licked his lips. The taste was musky but sweet, human and demon scented, and so addictive that Sesshoumaru let out a moan.

He licked the rim of the hole, then teased it open some more by thrusting his tongue into the darkness at the center. Inuyasha was keening, his eyes so dazed with lust that he couldn’t even see his brother anymore, didn’t know where he was anymore, but it didn’t matter so long as that hot tongue kept invading his body. His veins were on fire, rivers of lava that pooled in his groin and spread out over his torso and limbs. Sesshoumaru sucked and licked and bit at the hole. More and more of Inuyasha’s flavor and the taste of the almond oil coated the youkai’s tongue and teeth and throat. He couldn’t get enough. Part of him wanted to bite down hard and get the sweeter, tangier taste of blood as well, but blood would flow later after Inuyasha had been breached. He didn’t want to hurt the hanyou and in his human form he would not heal quickly or tolerate pain as well. Reeling in part of his desire, he slathered his cock with his hand. Inuyasha kept his legs raised. Sesshoumaru grabbed one of the pillows and thrust it under the hanyou’s hips so he was at the perfect angle to be taken. He positioned himself at the hole and pushed until the head of his cock popped through the tight ring of muscle into his brother’s willing body.

Inuyasha groaned and bit his lower lip. There was pain, but it didn’t matter. The stretching and burning he felt came from having a part of Sesshoumaru’s body in his and there was nothing better than that knowledge. Sesshoumaru wasn’t moving though. Wasn’t giving him more of that hard cock and he needed it.

“Get in me now, Sesshoumaru!”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Inuyasha. We must go slowly.” The youkai panted above him, sweat started to stream down his face as he held back from pounding into the hot, willing body beneath him.

“I don’t care about the pain. I need you in me. Need to feel you so deep inside. Need to feel this for days!”

Sesshoumaru growled with possessive lust. Yes, his beautiful wanton brother would feel him for days; he would bury his seed deep again and again and again until there was no trace of any other scent on his brother, only his. Inuyasha would burn for him, ache for him. This was meant! He thrust inside all the way to the root with one clean movement. Inuyasha howled beneath him, not in pain, but in triumph. Sesshoumaru was inside … all the way inside, where no one had touched him, where no one else ever would. The youkai was still, his balls pressed tight against Inuyasha’s stretched hole. He could feel his brother’s heartbeat through the head of his cock. The all encompassing tight heat of Inuyasha’s anal passage caressed his member as Inuyasha tightened those muscles even more.

“I want … want your seed inside me, Sesshoumaru! Fuck me and claim me! Spill your essence deep inside of me!”

“Whatever you wish. Anything you wish!”

Sesshoumaru rocked out slightly then back in, building a rhythm, until he was flying in and out of the hanyou. The head of his cock would almost pull out then he was slamming it back inside. His brother’s body accepted each stroke. He shifted his angle until he knew that with each pass he brushed against his brother’s pleasure spot. Inuyasha screamed as another orgasm was wrung from him. But Sesshoumaru didn’t stop the thrusting over that special place even as Inuyasha’s passage writhed around him. He leaned down and claimed Inuyasha’s mouth then slid his lips down the hanyou’s throat until he reached the base where he could feel Inuyasha’s pulse the strongest. He sucked on the pulse point, relishing the bruise that formed. Inuyasha arched into the sucking.

“I’m yours! Oh, gods, Sesshoumaru, yours! Only! Forever!”

“YES!”

Sesshoumaru thrust in one last time, as deep as he could go, and felt his seed shoot into his brother’s bowels, coating them in his creamy essence. He shakily lowered himself onto Inuyasha’s prone form beneath him. He was not yet ready to remove his sex from his brother’s body. If he had his way, they would always be joined like this. Never parted. He saw Inuyasha smiling up at him as the hanyou placed tender kisses on the side of his face before exhaustion weighted down the youkai’s eyelids.

“Love you, Inuyasha.”

“Love you, Sesshoumaru.”

As both brothers drowsed neither looked out the window up at the dark sky where the blood-red bloom of the comet waited. If they had, they would have seen a part of the comet break off and come streaking downwards, a blazing trail behind it as it entered Earth’s atmosphere, and headed for a place to land. A place that was quiet and dark and close to the two it sought.