The Last of Their Kind

Sesshomaru’s pale cheeks were flushed and his lips parted as he breathed in hard, his eyes closed (lightly).
Inuyasha blinked and slowly slithered up his brother’s slick flesh, waiting warily in case he was not welcome. He watched in relief as his brother’s arm lifted and pulled him to his side…
“There is more… when the moon rises… we’ll be ready, Inuyasha… rest your mind now…” Sesshomaru’s claws glowed bright green, making Inuyasha gasp in shock. The poison bathed his face, sucked into his lungs and ate everything it touched. The hanyou collapsed as his body demanded he sleep to recover…

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Inuyasha’s eyes fluttered open to stare full into the moon’s shining face. His shoulders rested against the tree’s roots, which cradled him as if carved to fit his narrow frame. He stared at the moon a while, trying to remember… green vapor…

“Hey! You poisoned me you asshole!” he yelped.

“I didn't want you to sneak off while I rested.” Sesshomaru stepped from out of the darkness to stand next to him, the moonlight casting him in silver and blue.

Inuyasha swallowed at the sight of his older brother standing there naked in the soft moonlight; the sight took the angry words from his throat. He noticed the way Sesshomaru’s hair fell over his left side, hiding the fact of his lost left arm, which him feel sad when he thought about how his brother lost it. Inuyasha’s mouth moved silently as he flushed, then he felt the tightening in his belly as the hunger returned in a wave. He could tell Sesshomaru knew it too, judging by his smirk. The youkai knelt between his knees and leaned close to his brother’s face, his eyes closed. Inuyasha gulped nervously as Sesshomaru’s eyes opened slowly, his face so close it blocked out everything else.

“Are you still angry, Inuyasha?” his lips brushed the hanyou’s as he spoke, and the hanyou’s own lips pursed as he tried to catch them in a kiss. Sesshomaru pulled back a tiny fraction and stared into Inuyasha’s eyes as his hand slid up a slender leg, gently teasing his brother’s inner thigh. The hanyou gasped; his ears drooping as he flushed deeply, and begged with his eyes for Sesshomaru’s hand to touch him… to touch higher…

“Well?” he paused as if waiting for an answer which never came. “You were so angry a moment ago.” Sesshomaru said, digging his claws into to Inuyasha’s hip and then tracing patterns on his skin.

Inuyasha squeaked then shook his head. “N-no… not mad…” His voice was faint, and it was all he could do to not look down as Sesshomaru’s hand slid closer to the spot that was begging for attention…

“That is comforting.” Sesshomaru drawled and backed away, lowering his head to trace his brother’s collarbones with his lips.

Inuyasha lifted his hands but stopped, not sure what to do with them once he did so. He felt Sesshomaru’s wandering hand curl into the white hairs at the base of his already stirring shaft and tug on them playfully. Inuyasha blinked and swatted at his hand and then yelped when Sesshomaru’s fangs dug into his skin. His hand retreated and the fangs withdrew; the tugging stopped as the fingers slid up and trailed over the hot sensitive skin of his eager member. Inuyasha bit his lower lip and moaned very softly in his throat, making Sesshomaru smile and nuzzle his cheek before dropping to his chest again.

“No, no more holding back. Lovers like to hear those sounds that say ‘I like that, I love that’, Inuyasha. Don’t be ashamed to voice your pleasure,” he murmured against a hard and sensitive nipple.

Inuyasha moaned again, loudly and openly, his hands slowly dropping to rest on Sesshomaru’s shoulders. Sesshomaru’s hand on his shaft moved slower, and looser, like he himself had worked his brother, making him shiver and his skin get damp.

“You… you said there is more… before…” Inuyasha whispered suddenly.

Sesshomaru’s hand slid to the base of him and then stopped. He nodded, his lips sliding over the boys pectoral and nipple wetly. “I did, and there is. But I want you ready for that. It’s much better if it isn’t painful. So relax, and trust me, no matter that I do.” He did not look up; he just stroked his handful again and nibbled downward, backing his whole body away as he went.

Inuyasha could not clear his mind enough to process his brother’s words; besides, he did not want to. His body was melting into the ground and the tree that cradled him, his breath was ragged and slow as his focus narrowed to the few inches of skin his brother was touching, and kissing. He jumped slightly when Sesshomaru flopped to his left side next to his hip and reached over to lift Inuyasha’s right leg over his shoulder. Inuyasha shivered with pleasure when he felt his brother’s fingers trail down over his testicles, missing the youkai’s smirk as the hyper sensitive skin tightened and shifted under his expert touch. The moan the hanyou released was very nice to Sesshomaru’s ears, and dripping with enjoyment which spurred him on.

Sesshomaru slid his finger up along the side of Inuyasha’s balls then back down the other side, before blowing a cool breath on the hanyou’s skin. He then bit a laugh back as the boy’s body flexed and shivered. As nice as this was, and as good as it felt, it did not really add any passion to his subject, so he moved down further, eyes moving to watch his sibling through his silver bangs. He saw that Inuyasha was flushed and looked like he had been running for miles. His skin was damp, his lips parted as he panted and his eyes were narrowed in concentration. Sesshomaru lifted his arm and pressed his fingers into Inuyasha’s mouth.

“Suck them, Inuyasha… make them nice and slick, do it for me and for yourself.” he purred. Obediently, the hanyou sucked them, grasping his wrist to move them out and back slowly on his own. ‘This seems to come naturally to him, the little hentai, ’ Sesshomaru thought as his own member started stiffening from the sensation of his brother suckling his fingers. While Inuyasha’s tongue was not as smooth as his own, it was still warm and wet and his mouth soft as he sucked with a naturally enticing rhythm. Sesshomaru pulled the slick digits free and then pressed one of them against the boy’s entrance.

Inuyasha’s buttocks tightened reflexively, earning a growl from his brother. “Trust me, Inuyasha,” he said firmly and pressed the finger into him slowly. The hanyou relaxed as best he could, not sure he liked this at all, until Sesshomaru angled his hand up a bit. Inuyasha opened his eyes and watched as Sesshomaru’s eyes lost focus as he sought something deep inside. Sesshomaru’s eyes refocused on him just as Inuyasha felt an incredible jolt of sensation, a tidal wave of pleasure rippling through him. The youkai smirked as Inuyasha’s toes curled and he gasped in shock. “That’s very nice… Now relax, and it will get even better…” Sesshomaru said softly, his voice almost a whisper as he pulled his finger out a bit then fed a second one into him.

Inuyasha moaned and ground his teeth as the sensation repeated, a shuddering heat followed by a warm glow that grew with each stroke into him. Now that he had relaxed, he also noticed that the pressure at his entrance was also enjoyable, and yet it was almost eclipsed by this spot inside him, and the intense sensation it made. Sesshomaru leaned closer, alternately watching his hand and the reaction of the boy’s manhood as it swelled and bobbed in time with his rapid heartbeat. After a few moments, Inuyasha seemed to be coming to a climax, so he pulled his hand free with a cruel smirk.

“Don’t! Don’t stop, please! ” Inuyasha cried, his fingers digging into his own thighs in frustration.

Sesshomaru tsked. “I won’t stop, but you aren’t allowed to do that yet, Inuyasha,” he purred and tickled the boy’s shivering opening. Inuyasha was almost sobbing with need, but the boy waited as ordered, ears almost flat to his skull. Sesshomaru finally pressed three fingers into him, earning yet another long drawn out and openly voiced moan from his brother. He drove his hand harder this time and with more speed, stopping only when the boy came too close to orgasm. Inuyasha was a writhing whimpering mass within a few moments, his thighs bloody from clawing his own flesh.

Sesshomaru leaned over and licked the blood from his brother’s left thigh, then moved up and mercifully sucked Inuyasha’s shaft into his throat. He wanted to smile when he heard the hanyou gave a shuddering moan as the wet hotness of his brother’s mouth drove him wild with desire. Sesshomaru’s tongue swirled along the hanyou’s length, before flicking the slit at the head, then he slid his head down, taking most of the his brother’s hard length into his throat again. The boy’s hips snapped up to meet Sesshomaru’s mouth. Inuyasha then began to beg for release. He did not even know what to ask for, but he was eloquent in his pleas.

Sesshomaru drove his fingers harder against the gland inside, before he pulled his mouth up off the shaft, licking his lips, and looking up at the boy’s red face. “Yes, you are ready at last…” he purred and then sat up. He pulled his hand free and dragged Inuyasha forward a bit roughly in his excitement. The boy’s face bumped his thigh on accident, and much to the youkai’s surprise, Inuyasha grabbed Sesshomaru’s slender hips and leaning over, he devoured his manhood, sucking on it just as he had done for the younger male.

Sesshomaru’s head bowed as Inuyasha swallowed his length; one hand cupping his balls while the other wrapped around his hips. Inuyasha’s mouth felt so hot as he squeezed Sesshomaru’s girth, and as the boy rolled his tongue around the head, he felt shivers of pure ecstasy running through his frame. Digging his hand into the hanyou’s white hair, Sesshomaru bared his teeth and nearly lost himself in the pleasure his brother was giving him. He almost forgot his intent, it felt so good…

“No… Inuyasha, stop,” he growled, then and grabbed a thick lock of white hair and pulled the boy off him, albeit reluctantly. Inuyasha licked his red, wet lips and looked up at him as if asking silently what he had done wrong. Sesshomaru bent and lifted his brother’s chin. “I am delighted with your eagerness to please me, but I intend to please us both… turn around, and hurry,” he said softly, his thumb brushing along the quivering boy’s lower lip. He watched as Inuyasha complied with gratifying swiftness, and using his knees, he pushed his brother’s legs further apart.

Inuyasha was not so naïve as to not know what was about to happen, but he was so aroused that he did not care. He pushed his body back towards his brother’s and felt his brother’s clawed hand press on his hips, holding him still.

“Reach back and take it in your hand, little brother…” Sesshomaru said quietly.

Again, Inuyasha obeyed with no hesitation. He pulled the sleek length to his own entrance and heard Sesshomaru make a soft sound of appreciation. The youkai placed his hand on top of Inuyasha’s and grasped himself as well; together they stroked its wet head against Inuyasha’s relaxed and eager entrance, before Sesshomaru pushed against it firmly. Thanks to his brother’s massaging, Inuyasha moaned with eager anticipation and not in pain as the shaft sank into him, a small nudge at a time.

Sesshomaru was trying hard and sweating with the effort of not forcing himself into the boy. One thrust, then two and finally he was seated firmly inside the crushing hot grip of his brother’s entrance… His hand slid up the damp back before him, noting how Inuyasha’s head hung down and his hands gripped the grass beneath them. Slowly he (pulled back and then sank into him a long stroke, repeating his motion as he shuddered at the sheer pleasure of his bothers bodies embrace. The youkai built up his rhythm of deep thrusts and gentle withdrawals slowly; Inuyasha was tighter and hotter than he had imagined. The hanyou was also so eagerly accepting of his penetration; for Inuyasha’s hips pushed back to meet his forward lunges into him.

Inuyasha had braced his hands and knees wide apart and he shoved himself back onto Sesshomaru with all his strength so that each of his forward thrusts would catch the sweet spot inside. His whole body was rippling with ecstasy; he could not see or hear; he could have been set on fire and he wouldn’t have cared. His teeth clenched as he strove to reach the orgasm his brother had denied him all this time.

Sesshomaru, now assured that his brother was unharmed and enjoying himself, dropped his careful controls and grasped his brother’s slender hips in a grip of steel and slammed deep into him, pulling out and plunging deep again. He arched his hips into the hanyou’s as he thrust harder and harder, eyes squeezing shut as his blood boiled in his veins, his claws digging deep into the soft flesh of Inuyasha’s flanks; the tang of his brother’s blood adding to his enjoyment. He pulled his claws free and then reached up the boys back and scored his skin again, shoulder to buttock. He felt Inuyasha jump then shudder around him as he slid his arm around the boy’s hips and leaned forward, licking the blood and sweat off his back. His hand wound around Inuyasha’s aching member and worked it in time with his thrusts.

Inuyasha screamed as he came hard, his seed spurting and coating Sesshomaru’s fingers as he shook and jerked under him.

Sesshomaru laid his cheek on the boy’s back and bit his lip; a high whine erupting from him as the rhythmic grasping of his shaft by Inuyasha’s entrance drove him over the edge as well. He spilled into him; Inuyasha was only dimly aware of the hot wetness inside as his arms wobbled and gave out. Sesshomaru clung to him as they fell to the side, lying on their left sides and spooning together, still joined.

Sesshomaru nuzzled Inuyasha’s shoulder and smirked. He heard the hanyou’s soft gasping, and felt his body shaking against his chest. Inuyasha was now moaning softly as the shocks of pleasure still shot through him now and then. Sesshomaru was feeling good as well; his spent member held inside by his brother’s luxurious heat. His hand drifted down Inuyasha’s flank and stroked the still softening shaft with a teasing touch. Sesshomaru was pleasantly surprised when Inuyasha hummed and to the youkai’s pleased amazement, shifted his hips into the touch, before backing himself up against Sesshomaru’s spent member; his ass tightening as if trying to entice Sesshomaru to do yet more to him. “You are insatiable, aren’t you, boy?”

Inuyasha nodded and chuckled.

Sesshomaru nipped his skin sharply. “You think you can make me able to perform so fast simply because you’re so damn tight inside?” he almost yelped as Inuyasha clamped down on him and moved away slightly then relaxed and pushed back into his not quite soft manhood. Inuyasha continued to move this way, clasping and relaxing, back and forth, and was definitely getting a surprising response from the interested Sesshomaru. “You are a bundle of teen-aged hormones, Inuyasha. You’re also contagious,” he growled as he felt his body respond with a surge of excitement, his shaft hardening again already.

Inuyasha turned his head so his golden eyes could catch Sesshomaru’s, a fang glinting in the moonlight as he reached back and stroked Sesshomaru’s striped side. The youkai hissed in response and pressed his body closer, his hand tightening on the boy’s member. There was nothing for it then, but to continue. Inuyasha continued to caress his brother’s flank and he was pleased when his brother pressed his hips into the boy’s curving rear before pulling back and pressing closer again. Inuyasha chuckled in triumph and braced a foot against the tree roots so he could push back against Sesshomaru’s thrusting.

Not wanting to give into his brother’s demands, Sesshomaru growled and dug his teeth hard into Inuyasha’s shoulder. Inuyasha growled as well and arched his back, which drove his ass at Sesshomaru’s driving hips. Sesshomaru started to pull back suddenly, making Inuyasha grab at his hipbones wildly. “What are you…Where you going…?” he whimpered.

“Trust me, Inuyasha.” Sesshomaru said quietly and pulled away, then pressed his sibling flat onto his back. Inuyasha stared up at him as Sesshomaru curved his hand under his brother’s back and pulled him up to sit in his lap (along his thighs) as he sat back on his haunches. “Hook your ankles over my shoulders…” he said as he nuzzled a muscular calf. Inuyasha was blushing again; they could not do it like this… men and women had sex this way, but they were both male so how could he and Sesshomaru mate like this… he lifted his legs anyway and felt the hard head of his brother’s manhood at his opening again. He just could not stare into those smug gold eyes, so he looked past his shoulder at the moon as he felt it open him, felt his body ripple with pleasure as it advanced into him.

Sesshomaru leaned over him as he slid into his brother’s heat again and pushed up off his haunches to stand on his knees; neatly balancing the boy on his shoulders. Inuyasha’s arms flailed about for balance, his eyes glaring into Sesshomaru’s in alarm. The youkai looked serious as he held still; feeling the slight tremble of Inuyasha’s body then pulled back so slowly… before ramming himself into Inuyasha again.

Inuyasha gasped at the rush of sensation this caused as his brother thrust with ever growing speed and strength, his hand holding his brother’s hip to brace himself. The passion and hunger rose like a wave in the hanyou, causing his eyes to narrow as he licked his lips and dared to let go of his brother. He ran his hand along his own belly and wrapped it around his own shaft and pumped it developing his own rhythm, to his brother’s perverse enjoyment.

Sesshomaru watched his brother stroke himself and started matching the motion with his hips… up and down, in and out… the boy’s cheeks flushing as he caught his lower lip between his teeth. Sesshomaru bent over and pressed him closer to the ground, his hand slapping the earth as he sought then found his brothers swollen lips with his own.

Inuyasha moaned into his brother’s mouth and shook under him, his left arm rising to clasp Sesshomaru’s neck and hold him to the kiss. Their pace slowed at this, with both gasping from the corners of their mouths, each refusing to let go as the warmth in their bellies ignited to fire. Inuyasha’s body clamped down on Sesshomaru’s as he stiffened; his orgasm tearing through him, like a volcano. He made a soft cry which the youkai drank into his own mouth eagerly, while moving inside him with agonizing slowness.

Sesshomaru’s eyes closed as he saw red, joining the hanyou in his climax, shaking above him as he shivered in pleasure. He slumped onto the limp form of his brother and panted; his body too weak from the orgasm to move. Inuyasha moved for him, winding his arms around him, and rolling them to their sides again. The movement broke their connection and Sesshomaru felt his fur brush his foot when they settled. He flicked it up with a foot and then pulled it over them, more to prevent any prying eyes from seeing his brother’s body, than because of the chill…

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