The Crossdresser and the Ice Princess
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InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,928
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Baby, Make Me Burn
Title:Baby, Make Me Burn
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and Prompt : Creamy, #6, fire
Rating: NC-17
Words: 300
Universe/Genre: canon, smut
Warnings bloodplay (it's Jak!)
A/N: Originally written for the LJ comm inuromp for their Fall challenge in December 2009.
He was fire to his coldness, scorching him to his undead core of graveyard soil and bones. As he followed his lord for a more pertinent place in where to indulge each other to the full in peace, he smiled wickedly.
He did not see the danger in such things as his infatuation with the lord. Did not see the way the golden eyes glanced in his direction. Did not heed the fire in them, mistaking it for lust and need.
Which it partially was.
As they reached an abandoned clearing deep within the woods, the youkai was on him instantly, devouring his lips in a murderous kiss, a brutal kiss and he bore it, craved it and welcomed it in full.
Opening his lips to a scorching hot tongue seeking a place within, allow it, encouraging it to entwine with his own.
Fire flowed in their veins as they dis-robed in needy haste, silky clothes thrown about them on the fresh green grass. Lips touched and tongues twisted as hips ground and fingers idled, feeling and wandering.
The burn was so exquisite, his youkai lover taking no care with breaching him with two fingers at once, raking him raw in that first thrust inside. He bled and saw his lovers amber eyes flash, hungry and triumphant. His own gasp drowned in a hiss, then a pleased murmur.
“More.”
He wanted it all. He wanted to be burned, marked, his blood made liquid fire, his soul alight. Passion boiling with such intensity as to burn him to a cinder, consume him full. Like his body would consume his lord's thick need.
And he was allowed, torn open and bloodied deliciously with more than just fingers. Breached swift and full, agony and pleasure lacing together like never before.
He loved it.
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and Prompt : Creamy, #6, fire
Rating: NC-17
Words: 300
Universe/Genre: canon, smut
Warnings bloodplay (it's Jak!)
A/N: Originally written for the LJ comm inuromp for their Fall challenge in December 2009.
He was fire to his coldness, scorching him to his undead core of graveyard soil and bones. As he followed his lord for a more pertinent place in where to indulge each other to the full in peace, he smiled wickedly.
He did not see the danger in such things as his infatuation with the lord. Did not see the way the golden eyes glanced in his direction. Did not heed the fire in them, mistaking it for lust and need.
Which it partially was.
As they reached an abandoned clearing deep within the woods, the youkai was on him instantly, devouring his lips in a murderous kiss, a brutal kiss and he bore it, craved it and welcomed it in full.
Opening his lips to a scorching hot tongue seeking a place within, allow it, encouraging it to entwine with his own.
Fire flowed in their veins as they dis-robed in needy haste, silky clothes thrown about them on the fresh green grass. Lips touched and tongues twisted as hips ground and fingers idled, feeling and wandering.
The burn was so exquisite, his youkai lover taking no care with breaching him with two fingers at once, raking him raw in that first thrust inside. He bled and saw his lovers amber eyes flash, hungry and triumphant. His own gasp drowned in a hiss, then a pleased murmur.
“More.”
He wanted it all. He wanted to be burned, marked, his blood made liquid fire, his soul alight. Passion boiling with such intensity as to burn him to a cinder, consume him full. Like his body would consume his lord's thick need.
And he was allowed, torn open and bloodied deliciously with more than just fingers. Breached swift and full, agony and pleasure lacing together like never before.
He loved it.