My Boyfriend's Brother
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InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
18,682
Reviews:
96
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Author's Note
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This fanfiction is going on hiatus. Though I have large tracts of the next chapter/s written I have neither the motivation nor the inclination to re-work them into a whole. I have decided to work on other projects for a little while, notably Interlude and an original work that has been neglected for too long.
If and when I decide to continue this, it will be posted in the General section. If you think I am being petty and childish by venting my frustration in such a manner you could be right. This project was my baby and though parts of the last chapter were fun to write, in general My Boyfriend’s Brother is not a joy anymore. I just want to give it up for adoption.
Originally I intended to end it around the ninth or tenth chapter. Now I would like to take the opportunity to thank those who wanted rid of Inuyasha. You inspired me to put aside the material I had been working on and bring my favourite Hanyou and his asshole older brother back from the graveyard. For those of you who are still reading this bullshit, here’s a little tidbit which may well have ended up in the recycling bin. Until then…
She stroked the stripes on his cheek causing him to make soft sounds of appreciation. Her fingers caressed his neck and upper chest, fanning outwards to touch his nipples. They hardened in response. She was further rewarded with a soft whimper as she continued her attentions. Her lips curved into a gentle smile. She touched his face. He took her hand in his, turned it over and kissed the palm. She kissed his mouth, once, twice, three times.
Her hands continued down his chest, over his abdominals and beyond until the fingers of one hand were curled around the hardened shaft of his penis. Grasping him firmly, she began to move her hand back and forth, back and forth along the shaft. She noticed his breath begin to quicken. Liquid leaked out of the tip. He gasped as she rubbed it around the head. Then she leaned down and took him into the heat of her mouth, licking up the viscous fluid. He made a soft whine.
She licked along the shaft, keeping her strokes feather light. The feel of the skin under her tongue was softer, silkier than the skin on the rest of his body. He was too big for her to take all of him into her mouth but she was willing to try. She drew him into her mouth until he was pressed against the back of her tongue. She was afraid to swallow so he never pushed her to do so. Then she began to move her mouth back and forth along the shaft, tongue softly touching him.
He groaned. His hand smoothed her hair. With her other hand she was grasping his testicles, gently manipulating the balls in their sacs. He could not stop the flow of sounds that spilled from his mouth. She began to hum and the sensations it produced caused his wide eyes to open wider and his hips to buck. Until now he had been struggling to hold back their movement. She gagged and he forced himself to lie still but it was too hard. Inevitably his hips bucked again.
She let a little of his length out her mouth. He pushed his disappointment to the back of his mind. He would not ask her to swallow him. He would not ask her to do something she did not want to do, no matter how much he wanted it. He tried to keep the rocking of his hips to a minimum as she worked on his length. The sensation had been slowly building. Soon it would reach its peak. He could no longer hold back.
He gave in and let it wash over him, releasing his seed into her mouth. A cry escaped his lips. For a moment he stiffened. Then his body went weak. She released him. Then she swallowed. She made a slight sound in her throat. Obviously his semen did not taste very good. If she chose to spit it out he would not mind. He reached out and touched her face, wondering why his arm still felt so heavy. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she looked at the demon lord reclining in front of her.
His eyes were half closed, silver lashes almost touching his cheeks. There was a faint pink blush across his nose and cheeks, which made the magenta stripes, appear darker. The blush extended to his forehead emphasising the deep blue of the crescent moon. His soft pink lips were curved into a satisfied smile. He was at his most beautiful when he was like this. It almost seemed a shame to disturb him but she felt compelled to kiss him. She leaned over him and pressed her lips to his. She felt him kiss her back.
A hand caressed the back of her neck. She lifted her head and met Inuyasha’s eyes. They were a little wide. He was looking at his older brother’s face. Then he looked directly at her.
“Wow! You’ve got to do that for me!”
She opened her mouth to protest. He smiled at her.
“I know your jaw must be a little tired… I can wait until tomorrow if it’s going to be this good!”
He grinned.
“Come here. I can’t think of something else I’d like to do!”
He kissed her mouth. She kissed him back. He drew her into his arms and pressed her down on to her back. The demon lord’s hand reached out, drawn by the lure of a flickering, fluffy, white tail. He drew the softness through his hand. The owner made a warning growl in his throat. He met his younger brother’s eyes.
“Quit it! Will you? I’m trying to concentrate here…”
The demon lord laughed. The depth and richness of his laugh made his mate shiver next to him. He made no apology....
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This fanfiction is going on hiatus. Though I have large tracts of the next chapter/s written I have neither the motivation nor the inclination to re-work them into a whole. I have decided to work on other projects for a little while, notably Interlude and an original work that has been neglected for too long.
If and when I decide to continue this, it will be posted in the General section. If you think I am being petty and childish by venting my frustration in such a manner you could be right. This project was my baby and though parts of the last chapter were fun to write, in general My Boyfriend’s Brother is not a joy anymore. I just want to give it up for adoption.
Originally I intended to end it around the ninth or tenth chapter. Now I would like to take the opportunity to thank those who wanted rid of Inuyasha. You inspired me to put aside the material I had been working on and bring my favourite Hanyou and his asshole older brother back from the graveyard. For those of you who are still reading this bullshit, here’s a little tidbit which may well have ended up in the recycling bin. Until then…
She stroked the stripes on his cheek causing him to make soft sounds of appreciation. Her fingers caressed his neck and upper chest, fanning outwards to touch his nipples. They hardened in response. She was further rewarded with a soft whimper as she continued her attentions. Her lips curved into a gentle smile. She touched his face. He took her hand in his, turned it over and kissed the palm. She kissed his mouth, once, twice, three times.
Her hands continued down his chest, over his abdominals and beyond until the fingers of one hand were curled around the hardened shaft of his penis. Grasping him firmly, she began to move her hand back and forth, back and forth along the shaft. She noticed his breath begin to quicken. Liquid leaked out of the tip. He gasped as she rubbed it around the head. Then she leaned down and took him into the heat of her mouth, licking up the viscous fluid. He made a soft whine.
She licked along the shaft, keeping her strokes feather light. The feel of the skin under her tongue was softer, silkier than the skin on the rest of his body. He was too big for her to take all of him into her mouth but she was willing to try. She drew him into her mouth until he was pressed against the back of her tongue. She was afraid to swallow so he never pushed her to do so. Then she began to move her mouth back and forth along the shaft, tongue softly touching him.
He groaned. His hand smoothed her hair. With her other hand she was grasping his testicles, gently manipulating the balls in their sacs. He could not stop the flow of sounds that spilled from his mouth. She began to hum and the sensations it produced caused his wide eyes to open wider and his hips to buck. Until now he had been struggling to hold back their movement. She gagged and he forced himself to lie still but it was too hard. Inevitably his hips bucked again.
She let a little of his length out her mouth. He pushed his disappointment to the back of his mind. He would not ask her to swallow him. He would not ask her to do something she did not want to do, no matter how much he wanted it. He tried to keep the rocking of his hips to a minimum as she worked on his length. The sensation had been slowly building. Soon it would reach its peak. He could no longer hold back.
He gave in and let it wash over him, releasing his seed into her mouth. A cry escaped his lips. For a moment he stiffened. Then his body went weak. She released him. Then she swallowed. She made a slight sound in her throat. Obviously his semen did not taste very good. If she chose to spit it out he would not mind. He reached out and touched her face, wondering why his arm still felt so heavy. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she looked at the demon lord reclining in front of her.
His eyes were half closed, silver lashes almost touching his cheeks. There was a faint pink blush across his nose and cheeks, which made the magenta stripes, appear darker. The blush extended to his forehead emphasising the deep blue of the crescent moon. His soft pink lips were curved into a satisfied smile. He was at his most beautiful when he was like this. It almost seemed a shame to disturb him but she felt compelled to kiss him. She leaned over him and pressed her lips to his. She felt him kiss her back.
A hand caressed the back of her neck. She lifted her head and met Inuyasha’s eyes. They were a little wide. He was looking at his older brother’s face. Then he looked directly at her.
“Wow! You’ve got to do that for me!”
She opened her mouth to protest. He smiled at her.
“I know your jaw must be a little tired… I can wait until tomorrow if it’s going to be this good!”
He grinned.
“Come here. I can’t think of something else I’d like to do!”
He kissed her mouth. She kissed him back. He drew her into his arms and pressed her down on to her back. The demon lord’s hand reached out, drawn by the lure of a flickering, fluffy, white tail. He drew the softness through his hand. The owner made a warning growl in his throat. He met his younger brother’s eyes.
“Quit it! Will you? I’m trying to concentrate here…”
The demon lord laughed. The depth and richness of his laugh made his mate shiver next to him. He made no apology....
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