CLAIMING KIN by Salome and Talon

Spoiled: A Flashback

By Salome and Talon

Warning: Shota. Smut. Kinks of many varieties. Don’t read it if you don’t want to.

Author's Note: Comedic relief, anyone? This seemed a fun way to introduce Karesonomaru, or Kare (Kah-reh), Sesshoumaru's mother/Tai's mate. (The name means something like "Poisonous Perfection.") This story was originally co-written for the LJ contest community inucomedyclub. It did not place there, but we hope it is a winner for our readers here.

Tai grunts as he waves the guards to his mate’s chambers away. "Yes yes, it is me, I am sure she will be suitably surprised to see her mate...yes yes..."

Karesounamaru sits in an overstuffed chair in her well-appointed chambers. As mate of the Lord of the Western Lands and mother of the kingdom’s heir, the young Lord Sesshoumaru, she has ample privileges, and one of her favorites is taking her son out of official meetings so she can sit him before her and brush his long, beautiful hair. Which is what she does now, cooing “Who is Mama’s precious, poisonous little darling?” even as she hears the loud approach of her mate’s enormous boots in the hallway.

Tai ignores the flutterings of her handmaidens as he approaches his mate and son. He restrains himself admirably, he thinks, as he sees his very happy, round-cheeked boy on his mate's lap. "Kare...I do not suppose you have a moment to speak with your mate and the sire of your pup?"

He chooses his words carefully always, does her mate, so calling their child “your pup” is clearly intentional. And intended to provoke. Which it does. “I always have time for my mate, the sire of our beautiful pup, the one true love of my life, and master of all he surveys,” she says, smiling with equal parts radiance and toxicity. Sesshoumaru’s poison comes from Karesounamaru’s side of the family, and she spits it in words as well as through her claws and fangs.

Sesshoumaru squirms. He adores his revered mother’s maternal caresses as well as his father’s most unfatherly mountings in equal measure and vastly different ways. But both of them together? Not so much. Especially as he suspects he knows exactly why Papa is here… He rises quietly and gracefully and attempts to leave the room unnoticed.

Tai notices his pup slipping away, and he ignores his mate for the moment to scoop Sesshoumaru up with one hand and rub his nose against his pup's gently and reassuringly. He is in no way angry with his boy, his perfect, beautiful child, and he wants him to know that. His fur strokes his boy's back and bottom as he sets him down on his delicately shod feet and strokes his well-combed hair. "Off you go, then."

“Yes, Papa,” Sesshoumaru beams. His Papa is so big and so beautiful. Mama’s touch is sweet but Papa’s makes him tingle all over. He glides from the room, grateful to be the firstborn, One True Son and Heir, and out of that room, where the scent of tension is so thick you could cut it with a katana.

"My dear, precious mate...you have had a productive day, I hear." His voice is quiet, even and affectionate. And meaning drips from each word like a well placed hammer.

“Perhaps not as productive as you, my love,” she quips, smiling benevolently, “given the smell of concubine that clings to you like a leech upon the flesh. But to what do you refer?”

"I think my most Revered Wife and Mate knows exactly to what I refer. You spoil the pup, overmuch, Kare. Is it not enough that you fuss over his hair and claws and teeth in the comfort of your own chambers and his, but to do so during an official meeting?" True enough that this particular official meeting consisted of the mates of the Lords of their recent...acquisitions...land- and peoplewise, but still.

“I? I? Perhaps my Lord and most cherished mate forgets yesterday afternoon, when he was supposed to be completing the changes to the treaty with the Mountain Wolf Tribe as I entertained our guests with food, sake, and good conversation? In fact, the boy that I so dreadfully spoil was happily servicing your overworked nether region and the treaty still remains unpenned.”

Sesshoumaru moves down the hallway purposefully, turning sharply left to reach the foyer with the huge bay window. He opens and exits without being noticed, then closes it behind him. In an instant, he launches himself silently into the air and sails around to the balcony outside his mother’s room. He lands stealthily, presses his sensitive ear to the crack between the glass doors, and listens. He does love listening to his parents argue over him, especially when they do not know he is there.

"How could I forget such a thing? I decided that my child's education was more important than finishing the treaty that moment. And, might I point out to my beloved and beautiful mate, that the treaty you so blithely refer to could not be sent out today, as planned because my brilliant and proper mate could not see through to approving the clause that she herself proposed. Might I ask why? Too busy commissioning another pair of jewel-encrusted shoes for our child?"

“Perhaps you think the boy should go barefoot like your little bastard hanyou children, Tai? And I will have you know the guards forbade my entrance into your office when you were having your genitals tongue-bathed. Do you know how humiliating it is to be told ‘His Lordship has requested that no one enter except in the case of dire emergency, my Lady’ by an unnecessarily ugly guard with acne and halitosis? Especially when I could smell Sesshoumaru’s arousal all the way down the hall.”

"First of all, the only children of mine that go barefoot are those that prefer it over being shod. My Lady knows quite well that I care and provide for ALL my children, bastard, hanyou or otherwise." He does growl a little, however. "The guard overstepped his bounds. Yet, I recall that you do not always care to be present when I am intimate with my son, is that not so?”

He forgoes the profundity of the pause after this question by continuing: "And indeed, how did you manage to finish the amendment and entertain our guests at the same time? Did you not just complain that I was busy fucking Sesshoumaru's mouth while you were busy entertaining guests? Which is it, my Lady?"

“Frankly, my dear, I just wish you’d teach the boy something other than how to suck cock.” Her body practically hums with frustration. Why is the man so impossibly fecund! “No one is saying you do not provide for all of your children--so many I suspect even you have lost count--but is it so much to ask that you show a little more affection for me when he is around? No wonder I am always brushing his hair and tending to his clothing, as you say. At least he is here for me to bestow my affection on…” Her body pours forth a heady aroma of righteous self-pity and lush sexual musk.

In an instant his anger redirects directly to his cock. His mate is so incredibly beautiful when she is angry and self-righteous. His growl is predatory and his fur ruffles and lashes behind him in anticipation. "My beloved mate feels...ignored?" His voice is low and dripping with desire.

Kami-sama, men are so easy. Even the Lord of the Western Lands, with his dozens of concubines and his irrepressible lust for his firstborn, cannot resist the sweet, poison-tinged aura of his mate, the taiyoukai Lady Karesounamaru. She blinks with slow deliberateness and her tongue peeks out to stroke her top lip. “I am not such a terrible mate and mother, am I, Tai?” she purrs.

He jerks her up with a flick of his large wrist and his fur wraps around her beautifully curved hips and holds her to him. "I know my mate and mother of my son plays me well..." He licks up the side of her neck and nips the sweet lobe of her ear. "This Tai would have it no other way."

“Mmmmmm, take me to bed, Papa Inu…” Kare murmurs against his hungry mouth, her claws trailing down his fur.

Sesshoumaru scrambles away from the doors, wishing he could permanently wipe the words he has just heard from his ears and his brain. Why must parents be so…gross?