Owned

 

Danny felt the blood drain from his face, leaving it cold and feeling too heavy for his skull.

Inu kami was a formidable woman, and anyone – meaning EVERYONE – knew that the cold heartlessness of the powerful lord Sesshomaru looked like a bunny cuddling three-year-old next to his mother in a mood… which was often around anything human or… partly human…

Poor kid; Mother-in-law was a well known human hater; he was part human.

Clearing his throat gruffly, Danny shot the silent boy a sideways look, only to look away quickly at the possessive growl that sounded from Sesshomaru.

He had to admit; the guy had every right to be possessive – any demon or man who laid eyes on the small petite boy would want him in their possession; the pale white of his skin accented by his slight blush. The cloths on the boy hugged his slim figure, shirt riding up as he slid up to the older inu demon and revealing a sharp hip. Thin fingers that teased the mind. Full plump red lips that sent your mind to the gutters and big gold eyes to grip you completely.

The boy was a prize.

Danny pulled his eyes away from the kid – coz that's what he was, he reminded himself – and trembled as he met the narrowed eyes of the great Sesshomaru.

The job! Yes, that was why he was there!

"Er, so yes, your mother needs to be here." He started, trying to keeping his voice steady when the boy squeaked quietly, as Sesshomaru picked him up and put him on his lap!

Yeah, that didn't do things to his mind at all, nope, he was not noticing the flushed look on the boys face, the way he wiggled about to get comfortable, or how – and he prayed this was his imagination, coz otherwise he might pass out – every now and then the boy would minutely rock his hips; in such a innocent way, and yet Sesshomaruhad to feel that! "a-and I will have to be present also."

"Why?" the boy asked, eyes narrowed on him slightly, a look of great distrust on his young face. "My father has condoned, my lords parents have condoned. Hell, I'vecondoned. And by demon law; that's all that matters. So why do you have to be there?"

Danny did not see the feral gleam enter Sesshomaru's eye. But Inuyasha felt his masters hand tighten on his hip.

"A complaint, my boy." Inuyasha felt slightly repulsed at the possessive name and sat back slightly to reassure himself of his master's presence. "A demoness who was to be taken as your lords' mate was concerned, wishing to make sure all the laws were being followed in your bond."

Inuyasha snarled, looking at his master for permission to speak. "I see; but how in Kami's name is this demoness in any way relevant. I do not know her, she does not know me. She has no business in my affairs nor in the affairs of my bond." Inuyasha hoped he sounded like a proper demon, a high class one like his master; he hoped he was saying it right, other wise he might screw up his masters plans.

"You are a minor!" Danny started

"I am a hanyou." Inuyasha snarled, leaning forward in his masters lap – and almost choking when he felt his master's erection – to hiss at the cop. "I may fall under your laws as half-human, but as long as my guardian says so, that is how it is. My father lets me make my own choices; he put me completely under demon law. I am older than you by at least fifty years. You are but a toddler to me." Danny's face was going red. "I am not meaning this as offence, sergeant, I am stating the truth; if you push this in a way you have no right to push, I will take you to your own domain were a hammer is 'God' and I will let your god decide what will happen. I have broken no laws, but you are pushing them yourself." What a load of horse shit! Inuyasha added in his mind.

Inuyasha felt drained, not to mention terrified; what if he had messed up, what if-

"Inuyasha," His master's voice was like honey on a sore throat. "The sergeant is leaving, are you not going to say good bye?"

"Oh, my apologies sir; I was lost in my dreams." He said softly, as his master placed him on the chair to show the man out.

As soon as the door closed, he tugged off the stuffy cloths and dropped to the floor. He felt exhausted and after standing alone – figuratively – for near an hour. He simply wanted his master to tell him what to do.

The room was silent for a minute longer, when the door creaked open and Inuyasha heard the whisper of his master's feet nearing him. His ears twitched with nervous excitement.

"Well done, my puppy. You did well; you have a very appealing power over you." Inuyasha felt himself being lifted up, and sighed happily when he was dumped into his masters lap, his boxer clad bottom being pocked by his masters slack clad member.

"Words are power?" he asked curiously.

Sesshomaru chuckled, slicing his claw through the thin fabric of his pet's boxers.

"yes, but that is not what I'm talking about. No, power; And I wish you to embrace it. I speak of your youkai."

Inuyasha felt his eyes widen with disbelief. He was a hanyou, he had no youkai.

"I have no youkai!" he stated, a little more harshly than he had meant.

Horrified with his behavior, Inuyasha fell off his masters lap and ducked at his feet.

"Forgive my behaviour master." he whispered. After the pat hour, Inuyasha felt unworthy.

Sesshomaru watched it all with amused eyes, pulling a collar out of his pocket and clipping it around the boys neck.

"Follow."

Inuyasha, naked and trembling, followed his master as he left the room, going up stair ways and down passages; surprisingly, there was no-one to see him being humiliated.

Somehow, he was disappointed.

When they reached a large black door they stopped; Inuyasha was curious to know what was behind it and leaned against his master's leg slightly.

"In here, is a room which I plan on using to release your youkai. Follow."

Inuyasha was pulled into a room that made his eyes widen.

The walls were black, with whips and shelves of toys. Benches with device's that looked able to fuck you into oblivion. Also, things that looked more for punishment than for pleasure too.

Inuyasha was enthralled. Like a kid about to be let loose in a candy store.

Sesshomaru smirked at the look on his puppies face; the look of excitement.

Now; for the punishment. His pup believed he needed to be punished… so he would.

A sadistic grin spread over his face, and he pulled a black silk scarf off of the shelf, tugging the puppy gently towards the only chair in the room. He sat down, his nude little slave kneeling prettily at his feet; he unclasped the leash, letting a sharp claw scratch over his lips before sliding the scarf over his pups eyes.

Inuyasha was blinded to the world, he felt his masters heat next to him, the cold floor under him, the empty space behind him.

His master picked him up, silent and gentle, as he was carried through the air. He felt himself placed on a chair… except this chair had no seat, only something to lock him in around the waist, and the same for his arms and thighs.

He was trapped.

His master pulled the scarf lightly, then Inuyasha felt hot lips ghost over his neck, large hands teasing his flesh. He felt something scrape against his piercing and bucked lightly; straight into a large warm palm.

"Ngghaa!" Inuyasha moaned loudly, thrashing his head slightly, wanting to see what his master was doing to him.

The hand palming him changed tactics, griping him instead and pumping his dick.

Oh he was so close, so, so close. Inuyasha moaned again, bucking his hips as best he could in his restraints.

Sesshomaru was amazed at how delicious his pet looked, the steal chair thing contrasting sharply with his creamy skin, his young cock red and leaking.

He could see he was close, so just as his pets cries became almost too sweet to bare, he stepped back, pulling the scarf with him as he went.

It was a sight to behold; the black silk creating static as it was pulled, snaking seductively over Inuyasha's neck before it fluttered to the floor. His white hair hung around his flushed face, lips parted and panting. Puppy ears twitching madly and swiveling and flickering in agitation.

"Please…" his pet breathed.

Sesshomaru stepped back, pulling his cloths off; he saw out of the corner of his eye the dismayed look on Inuyasha's face, as though he wanted to do the undressing… most likely.

He ignored it, undressing until he was naked before his pet. His massive cock standing proud and tall, butting teasingly against Inuyasha's stomach. He adjusted the chair to lower, until the hanyou's lips were level with his cock.

"Suck."

Inuyasha did so happily, pulling forward and opening his mouth wide, letting the thick mushroom head be sealed in by his lips and he sucked. He hollowed out his cheeks and flicked his tongue teasingly; loving the salty taste of his master's pre-come leaking into his mouth.

Just as he was starting to enjoy himself, his master pulled back, walking towards the chair – the normal one – and sitting, his cock proud against his perfect stomach. Inuyasha whimpered at the distance between himself and his master.

"Come get me pet."

Inuyasha was distraught. He was tied up! How was he to get to his master!

"Use your power."

That was it! Inuyasha desperately looked within himself, searching for what he wanted.

There!

A glimmer of… something inside him seemed to glow and burn through him. Inuyasha tried desperately to pull on it, but it just didn't seem to be able to rise up out of him.

"I… I can't!" he whimpered, looking at his master with pleading eyes begging.

"Hmmm." Sesshomaru smirked, leaning back farther in his chair. "I will just have to… serve myself then…"

"ah!" Inuyasha cried out, denial racing through his body, as he watched his master wrap one of his large pale hands around the proud tower of flesh.

Inuyasha whimpered as he watched his master slowly start and move his hand. Up, down, twist-

"Ah…" the first moan was soft, and Inuyasha whimpered at the sound of it; the strange warmth spreading through him as he strained against his bounds, tugging; he needed to get to his master.

The heat intensified, burning through Inuyasha until it seemed at bursting point.

Crack!

It was like a gunshot through the air, and Inuyasha froze at the sound. With trembling lips, he looked down and stared in shock; the steel cufflinks that had held his arms apart, was not broken, but it did look cracked…

Inuyasha looked up as he felt a single clawed finger caress his jaw.

His master stood before him, in all his nude glory, the man stood tall and straight, shadowed eyes watching the trembling hanyou.

Sesshomaru watched silently as the slight amber tinge bled away from the boys iris.

"Well done pet."

Inuyasha started, surprised.

"For what master?" he whispered, voice strangely horse.

"You improved. You took control of your power; even if only minutely. It is still worthy of a reward."

"A reward, master?"

"Yes. Every time you improve, you will have me at your fingers; to do or have do whatever you please."

Anything he pleases… all Inuyasha wanted now was for his master to be buried deeply inside of him.

"Take me master." He panted, breath coming in desperate pants.

Sesshomaru stared down at his pet, before sinking to his knees and running a clawed hand over trembling thighs before his tongue followed, sliding up to a red blood filled member.

"ma-master?" Inuyasha was confused. "w-what are you doing?"

"I gave no instructions pet… I do not know how you wish for me to take you." Sesshomaru said as he nibbled Inuyasha's heavy sac.

"Ngghmn" Inuyasha moaned, bucking his hips wildly. NO! This was unfair, why did he have to say it! Blood flooded his face. "Inside me! Now!" Inuyasha hissed as a slick tongue thrust past his puckering entrance.

Suddenly he found himself being pulled through the air, restraints gone, and a searing pain in his lower back as his master thrust soundly into him. "Aaaah!" he screamed out; it hurt, oh Kami it hurt! He didn't understand, it always hurt in the start, but not like this. "oooh." Inuyasha gave a muffled sob, his hands gripping his masters forearms as his back was pressed soundly against the firm chest.

It was his own fault. His master was giving him… power… and Inuyasha did not know how to use it…

His master always prepared him, even if just for a moment. His master caressing his entrance for a split-second didn't count. He had been too impatient.

"Inuyasha?" his master's voice was tight with pleasured pain and worry.

"Move… slowly…" Inuyasha gasped out, rocking his hips slightly. "Get me… wet…"

Sesshomaru reached over the panting boys head, reaching for a vile of oil he knew to be there. He poured a bit on his hand then pulled out almost all the way – much to Inuyasha's displeasure – and lathered his dick with it. Then he started to move.

Slowly.

After five minutes of slow fucking, Inuyasha cried out and moaned loudly.

"Faster…ah! Harder! Aaaah!"

His master had hit his prostate, and was now angling his hips so that as he sped up – slowly – his pet would be tortured.

"M-more! Oh kami! SEME! Ouh! Please!"

The way his pet begged so prettily, he couldn't hold himself back any more; he pulled out, ignoring Inuyasha cries of denial, and placed him on his back, before he pushed back it, angling his hips so that he shot forward, right into that tight bundle of nerves.

Inuyasha screamed his pleasure, dull claws gripping tightly at his master as the man pressed into him over and over again.

Soon it became too much, and Inuyasha screamed his release. Sesshomaru grunted as the already tight heat became nearly unbearably so; he thrust erratically before he came with a low guttural moan.

They lay there for a while in silence, Inuyasha still with his legs wrapped snuggly around his masters waist, Sesshomaru, breathing in his pets delicious scent and still buried deeply within his tight body.

He was happy, his mother was on her way, the mating would take place, his puppy was gaining control, and that sickening hanyou was dead.

What could go wrong?

~888~

Kani screamed as she threw another priceless vase against the wall.

"HE can't stop them! He can't take that BRAT away from my man! Why, why, WHY!"

"Stop whining. The plan will work." He partner hissed, idly picking at dirt under his nails.

"Oh it better, you good for-"

The man ignored her endless rant, a cruel sadistic smile on his colorless lips.