Past Lives, Current Conflictions

Chapter 10: Cursed with a Gift

“Oyaji,” Inuyasha acknowledged.

“Chichi-ue,” Sesshomaru said as well, nodding.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, sons?” InuTaishou said, taking a sip of his coffee. He set the mug down and smirked along with his only children. “Hmph, well, don’t stand there all night long, we’ve got some business to take care of, now don’t we?” InuTaishou sighed, leaning forward as he motioned to the two chairs in front of him.

“Keh, it took you long enough to call this meeting, Oyaji. But as usual, your timing really sucks,” Inuyasha scoffed.

“Well pardon me for not being in tune with your rutting schedule,” InuTaishou sniffed back.

“Keh!” Inuyasha grumbled as he made to sit down, crossing his arms to cover up his embarrassment as his Aniki bypassed the table in lieu of the mini bar InuTaishou always made sure to have for strenuous situations such as these (or when he felt like forgetting the world, along with his always constantly fighting, rutting sons). “And would you sit down, you old dog! You don’t need to be drinking that shit!” the hanyou shot, giving his mate a pointed look.

The daiyoukai was about to shoot something back when their father mumbled miserably, “I’m not sure why I keep alcohol around, especially after all the important, yet horrible times I’ve had to undergo within my centuries of living. Each having resulted as such from this loathsome concoction.” InuTaishou snatched the bottle of sake away from his eldest, setting it down in front of him and glaring at it real hard.

Inuyasha sighed at his father’s ridiculously passionate speech, turning narrowed eyes toward his mate who had the look on his face that was almost always present when “that situation” was brought up. The hanyou’s look softened as he saw regret fill his lover’s eyes, telling him that it was alright and that he should come sit down. However, Sesshomaru decided to remain against the sink, crossing his arms and refusing to take the comfort his lover offered him. Comfort which he didn’t deserve.

“Keh, fine, like I care,” Inuyasha grumbled again, turning his attention to his father and raising an eyebrow as he caught the old badger trying to sneakily open the bottle up.

InuTaishou coughed, setting aside the sake and sighed, trying to put his full concentration on the discussion at hand.

“It’s always awkward starting these things...” the oldest demon muttered to himself, though, silently, his sons agreed as well. “Well, I suppose asking you if you both realize the consequences of your current vessels’ acceptance of the other will be catastrophic to your very souls, not to mention to the spell that’s bound you from one body to another, correct?”

Inuyasha sighed.

In the past, discussions like this always came up, more so to make sure everything was going “according to plan” than to talk about what would happen when Sesshomaru’s and his ‘true heirs’ were born.

“You realize, you don’t have to navigate their relationship? You could always derail their feelings for each other, to ensure you go on living in the next lifetimes, right?” InuTaishou said, concerned. Oh, how he didn’t want to lose meeting his sons every lifetime... but having gone through this so many times, the events repeated, almost identically each time, was becoming tiring.

“That’s not an option, Oyaji,” Inuyasha replied, eyes downcast, playing absently with his claws. “These boys are our true heirs. And you know as well as I do what the prophecy foretold.”

Silence enfolded the kitchen for a brief moment before those haunting words from their true past were recited once again by a monotone Sesshomaru.

“‘Reliving every moment of your life, the good, and the terrible, is your greatest curse, and your greatest gift, until the day your bloods true blood, reincarnated, shall you be able to rest from lifetimes of pain and regret. This is your punishment for your unforgivable sin, for your soul will always be born, never let to rest until, and only if, your reunited blood accepts your ill-fated affaire as their own.’”

Inuyasha remembered that day all too well. The day Priestess Kikyou had cursed Inuyasha and his brother for all eternity, for the forbidden love that resided between them, a terrible, incestuous love. Their father, having not even been there, had done everything in his power to find a cure, to reverse the curse, but to no avail. Having not been able to find a remedy, InuTaishou did the only thing he could, and had himself cursed by an equally powerful miko, allowing him to at least be there to protect his sons through the course of time since he had not been able to do that the first time.

“And if you were to pass this opportunity, you would continue to live on through many more lifetimes...until the next heirs are born.” InuTaishou observed, taking a breath, eyes narrowed slightly, hoping they would accept his offer to continue living, yet wishing they would end it.

“But how many more lifetimes will that be! How many more centuries will Inuyasha have to suffer with the consequences of-!” Sesshomaru was abruptly cut off.

“Yes,” Inuyasha said tersely, sending a cold look at his lover. “But aside form that. I think we all know that, while our time together, every moment, is precious, it is time for us to finally rest,” the hanyou said, the weariness in his voice evident. Sesshomaru, his gaze never having left Inuyasha since they began this discussion, moved quietly to the seat next to his mate and started to stroke his back in understanding compassion, a silent apology for his brash words earlier stitched into the caress as well.

“Very well. But remember, it’s not over yet. The boys will be soon be going through some tough situations, one in particular, that they may not be able to handle...” InuTaishou commented lowly.

At that remark, Sesshomaru’s movements stilled as his body felt like it turned to rigid ice.

Inuyasha sighed heavily, putting an arm around the unmoving youkai, repeating his mate’s earlier actions and replying to their father, “Yeah, they are. You’ll be “on a trip” or something, I suppose?”

InuTaishou scoffed, “Of course. It’s hard enough knowing about it, and knowing I can’t prevent it even though I want to.”

“But if you did,” Inuyasha said. “Things may turn out more distorted than what they’re supposed to be. That’s not something I can handle right now.”

“Otouto...” Sesshomaru began but fell back into silence.

“I don’t want to hear it, Aniki. We’ll feel anger and sorrow when the time comes. For now, let’s enjoy the better times before... before that happens.”

Sesshomaru’s eyes reflected like glass as he tried to restrain himself from speaking out further. The last thing he wanted now, especially at this point in the conversation, was to upset his mate.

“Besides, for whatever reason, it has to happen,” the hanyou relented as his brother and father nodded sullenly.

“In any event... How close would you say your reincarnations are getting along? Lots of progress, I hope,” InuTaishou said, trying to lighten the heavy mood.

“It’s... going alright. I guess. Though it’s a bit tougher than it was before. These two are stubborn, not to mention a lot smarter than any of our other vessels have been.”

“So, how do you intend to get them closer to each other? You could just take over their bodies and have your wicked ways with-”

“Oyaji!” Inuyasha sputtered. Then, blushing, started again. “Well, I’ll admit, that-” Sesshomaru shot Inuyasha a harsh glare, causing anything the hanyou was about to say to come to an abrupt halt, taking a detour with, “-taking over their bodies like that isn’t the best idea... for all parties involved.” the hanyou finished steadily, eye twitching at the jealous boiling he could already feel emanating within his lover.

“You mean that Sesshomaru doesn’t like it when you fool around with his vessel, right?” InuTaishou said smugly, chuckling at his eldest son’s growling. “What? Like you didn’t have fun seizing some alone time with your mate’s little vessel, hmm? Don’t think I didn’t smell that when I got home. I’m just glad you had the decency to clean up the physical evidence of your encounter yourself.” It was Inuyasha’s turn to growl in envy. “Oh come on you two. At this pace, they’ll never start to accept the other.”

“Well, we have been... um, that is to say...” Inuyasha tried saying but stumbled over his words, a darkening blush spreading across his face.

“We’ve been meeting in either one of our vessel’s bodies and...” Sesshomaru trailed off for effect, just waiting for his mate to turn as red as a cherry and pop.

“Ah, I see. Well, aside from the memories the boys have of your... rendezvous back then, I’m sure some added smut won’t do any harm,” InuTaishou remarked, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Well, that was very clever of his sons.

If Sesshomaru were to leave his vessel’s body for a night when the vessel had no consciousness to shut and keep him out, and ‘drop by for some fun lovin’ soul sex,’ as it were, in Inuyasha’s vessel’s mind... and things got heated...

The thought made InuTaishou blush, stopping his current frame of mind immediately. That was wrong.

Inuyasha sensed what was going on in the old hentai’s mind, coloring as he hissed, “OYAJI!”

Sesshomaru snorted at the scene. “Well, I must say, metal sex, as it were, isn’t as much fun as the real thing. Don’t you agree, Otouto?” Apparently the tables had turned and now both older brother and father were ganging up on the runt of the family.

“Shut up, teme,” Inuyasha growled back at his chuckling mate.

“For example, the other day when I was alone with the little puppy that harbors your soul, Otouto, it was probably the most amusing experience I’d ever had. He’s so responsive to my touch,” the youkai continued with his torture.

“Stop talking about him like he’s your lover!! And that time when I was with Ru!! I didn’t even-!! The whole time I was thinking it was you! Gah!! Just shut up!”

“Why? After all you seemed to have as much fun as I when you were physically pleasuring MY vessel.”

Inuyasha growled as Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow in challenge.

“It’s just... jeez, they’re like our children for God’s sake! And that’s... wrong!”

Now both InuTaishou and Sesshomaru raised their eyebrows, questioning Inuyasha’s sanity.

“And... incest... is wrong?” Sesshomaru said slowly, as if it wasn’t quite registering in his mind.

“That kind is, yes!” Inuyasha huffed, glaring, just as Sesshomaru started to open his mouth with a rebuttal.

InuTaishou sighed, “Here we go again...” getting up and walking over to the coffee machine to fill his mug back up, and then going back to his room upstairs in the East corridor for some long awaited sleeping.

The rant continued minutes after InuTaishou made his great escape, the squabbling banter of Inuyasha yelling out, “fucking our children is wrong!” while Sesshomaru merely grinned, eyes full of lechery as he swooped down on his unsuspecting mate, making a beeline for his own vessel’s room.

Upon entering, Inuyasha was thrust onto the bed, Sesshomaru’s quick movements of shutting the door with his foot and locking it were impressive... that is if the hanyou had enough time to think of such a thing before he was being pinned to the bed, a panting taiyoukai straddling him from above.

The demon lord moved forward, brushing hot lips against Inuyasha’s gaping mouth, pressing kisses all around the heavily breathing orifice before brushing frantic claws down his lover’s body, making quick work of the ragged white top the hanyou had been wearing. Mouth and fingers dove in for their prize; pert, hard nipples that were as erect as Sesshomaru was intent on making his mate. He himself was already that far ahead as Inuyasha came to find out when the youkai started rolling his hips against the half demon’s clothed groin.

“Oh, gods... Sesshomaru, koi, please-!” Inuyasha rasped, eyes shaking with unsuppressed love and arousal, gripping at the older demon’s biceps, trying to push his hands down toward his restrained erection.

A nip to his left nipple was the taiyoukai’s first response as he lifted his head away, still massaging Inuyasha’s pectoral muscles, as he said lowly, “So you want it quick and rough? My, what a deviant you’ve become, Otouto.”

“Mmm..-! Nng! Fuck, Aniki, if you don’t quit that, I-I’ll c-come before you can even t-touch me!” Inuyasha threatened as he indulged in the torture Sesshomaru’s nimble fingers produced upon his heated flesh.

“Mmm, well, we can’t have that, now can we? Not when I want so much to christen these sheets with our couplings. Proof for the little brat I coexist with that I will never retreat from any chance at being with you like this,” the taiyoukai said as he lowered his mouth to Inuyasha’s chest, pressing smoldering kisses to the skin as he made his way south, hands still massaging erotic waves throughout the hanyou’s quivering body.

“Nnnggghh, koi...” Inuyasha breathed in harshly.

“Your body is mine to worship, mine to pleasure, mine to take pleasure from. I will not allow him to prevent that, or anyone else. Just like I never let that priestess get the better of you with her dirty words... saying that you had to be this or that, and could never simply remain as you are, a hanyou... My hanyou.” Sesshomaru said possessively as his mouth moved down through the tuft of soft fur that led into hindering cloth.

“Sess-... please-”

“Yes...” Sesshomaru hissed, panting as he moved, positioning himself above Inuyasha as he released the hanyou of his gray night pants, all but ripping them to shreds in the process to get to the fiery flesh beneath.

Upon seeing his mate’s shining (and drooling) glory, Sesshomaru salivated himself, unconsciously maneuvering his own sweatpants off as his eyes took all of his mate in. He then sank onto his forearms, parting Inuyasha’s thighs, settling in-between them a bit more comfortably as a feast was laid before him.

As a sheen of anticipating sweat dripped down the side of his face, Sesshomaru leaned forward, eyes closing slightly as he took in the musky scent, flicking his tongue out like a serpent in a teasing gesture. Sure enough, not a moment later Inuyasha’s hips bucked upward, seeking more.

Sesshomaru chuckled, the sound more like wheezing than rumbles of laughter. “Patience never was your virtue, was it, Otouto?”

Inuyasha whined and bucked up again. “Please... Your hands... mouth... on me... gods!” was all the hanyou could get out.

At such a wanton display of submission it was all Sesshomaru could do to comply to his mates rather ardent requests as his head moved lower, nudging the place beneath the half demon’s penis, licking at the puckered entrance and earning him the most glorious wail he’d ever heard.

More stimulation was obviously required and as the daiyoukai plunged his tongue into Inuyasha, one hand pulled the hanyou’s penis upwards with thick, tight strokes, the other circling around the half demon’s raised thigh to fondle his scrotum.

“GODS!!” Inuyasha screamed, his entire body convulsing violently. Before the he could reach climax, however, Sesshomaru pulled back, panting furiously as he began to position his generous girth at his lover’s entrance.

The hanyou opened his eyes in time to see this and sputtered out as best he could, “N-no, they have to be the f-first ones to initiate it, Aniki… I-nng.” Inuyasha trailed off, moaning.

Sesshomaru had to fight himself for a few moments, from plunging into that convulsing, tight heat, but in the end would listen only to Inuyasha rather than his body’s vicious hentai youki.

“Very well, but that doesn’t mean I can’t make you come hard enough to wish you had let me have my way, Otouto,” Sesshomaru said, pressing hot little kisses to the hanyou’s neck and shoulder, smothering their bodies, their erections together in a sexual dance.

“Gods, Sesshomaru...”

“I want to see you come,” Sesshomaru mouthed roughly against his ear. “I want to see your climax build throughout your body, squeezing and releasing your muscles together until you reach your limit, screaming my name. Do it, Otouto...”

Inuyasha wanted to, by the gods did he want to! But he needed something... he wasn’t sure what, but something extra to push him over the edge...

Sesshomaru continued his assault on Inuyasha’s body, leaning to the side but still near the hanyou’s fuzzy white ear, “Please... please, Inuyasha...” and that did it. Inuyasha went over the edge at the youkai’s desperately aroused voice, pleading for him to let go, to come all over himself, yelling out his lover’s name.

The afterglow stayed with Inuyasha moments afterwards, as Sesshomaru watched on in amazement. Every time... he would be bewitched by this sight every time he saw it... But having neglected his own needs, Sesshomaru tried his best to hold off until his hanyou had regained the smarter part of his brain (the one that would move over and help him get off just as hard).

Tonight, while it may be the only night they could be together without interference, was something he would solemnly and wholly enjoy.


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Author's Note: Kind of short chapter. Hahaha. It’s basically just to get that one point across; the Prophecy part. And to put the present selves in a situation at the end XXD.

Dedication: This entire chapter is what Stina the Wicked requested as her “one-shot” from a contest I had a long while ago.