Into the Forest of Night

A\N; This is a bit of a disturbing and dark chapter. If you dont like dark, angsty disturbing things, dont read.


Inu x youkai deer
Non Con Bestiality
NC 17



Into the Forest of Night

Part 2


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Inuyasha groaned softly, throwing one arm over his eyes to shield them from the bright rays of the rising sun, not wanting to wake up quite yet. His sleep hazed brain stirred first, instincts waking before the rest of him.

Groaning softly, he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes to clear the sleep from them. He breathed in the fresh morning air with quick shallow breaths, his instincts taking over, as he scented it for any threats. All too often some youkai would take advantage of his weakened state… or humans. He shuddered. It wouldn't be too hard for a band of strong humans to capture him now and use him for their own sick pleasures. He knew there were plenty of small bands of bandits that would be more then willing to scoop him up and deposit him at the nearest youkai hating temple for a fee.

His stomach did a little jump at the idea. He had heard stories and rumors of what happened to the unfortunate who ended up at such places. Being a slave would leave them better off than at the mercy or rather lack of the temple

He sat up straighter, ears twitching back and forth, before deciding there was no threat near by. Satisfied, he leaned back against the tree he had fallen asleep under the night before. He pushed the horrid thoughts out of his mind before they could take too much of a foot hold and give him no end of nightmares.

With a growl, he started to give in again to his body’s demanding need. Slipping one clawed hand down his washboard belly, his skin twitched in response to the touch. Biting his lower lip, his fingers brushed over his hot flesh, feeling the smooth warm skin below jumping at the touch. A soft flash of pleasure greeted his attempt. It was often the only way he could get any relief from the pain. His head fell back against the tree with a soft moan.

He spread his legs slightly, gripping himself harder, a fine sheen of sweat slowly covering his skin, followed by a light flush. Even the insides of his dog ears turned a light pink as he shuddered in pleasure.

His mind slowly replaced his hand with Kikyou’s, and he imagined her fine almost delicate fingers wrapping around his stiff hard flesh. Teasing and slowly caressing it, he moaned louder, his eyes drifting shut as he became absorbed in the fantasy.

His ears twitched and alerted him to soft distinct sound of leaves and twigs crunching under the feet of an intruder behind him. Inuyasha stiffened and growled softly, a slight spike of fear creeping up his spine at the smell of youkai.

He yanked his hand back, despite his body's' protests. He didn't want anyone to see him like this; desperate for relief. He had hoped hehad gotten far enough away from them to keep from being a danger to anyone… especially Kikyou.

He knew his instincts and mating drive would force him to take her against her will if need be.

His body tensed, muscle bunching under his pale sweat covered skin. Inuyasha flexed his claws , the deadly points digging into the ground in anticipation of his next move.

Forcing his muscles into action, he pushed off of the ground with a fierce snarl, lips pulled back over his fangs, claws ready to strike at the intruder.

His eyes widened slightly as he came face to face…with a deer. A beautiful youkai deer, who was little more than a small young buck with graceful curving bone white antlers crowning his head. The smell of arousal blasted his sensitive canine nose, making his belly tighten with desire. His eyes caught the swollen sheath hanging under the beast’s belly, the soft pink tip of its penis sticking out dripping with lust.

The deer had been drawn by the overwhelming scent of Inuyasha’s heat. As it had been driven away from the females by the older much larger bucks it decided to follow the scent. It was hoping to relive its powerful instinctive desire to mate with the unfortunate hanyou.

The animal snorted and easily side stepped Inuyasha’s clumsy attack. It pivoted gracefully on its long powerful back legs, and brought its head down. Inuyasha saw its antlers may be small, but they were still deathly sharp, and they had bits of leaves and bark hanging from the points from where it had been scraping at trees to sharpen them.

Unable to recover, Inuyasha continued forward past the stag, hissing at the sharp ripping pain in his thigh. The smell of blood… his blood, hit his nose. He growled as he twisted around with cat-like grace, yet landing heavily on his feet. Inuyasha winced and growled in pain, and feeling the wound on his thigh tear open more, the crimson blood staining his pale skin.

Narrowing his eyes at the animal, as it stood a few feet away, Inuyasha saw that it was completely unafraid. Something about it bothered him , for what prey stood calmly before a predator as if waiting for death? He growled low and deep in his chest, claws flexing, keeping his eyes on the animal.

The buck snorted and pawed at the ground with a cloven hoof, shaking its antlered head slightly. Its semi-erection bobbed as it moved, spreading the thick salty smelling pre-ejaculate over its white belly fur.

Inuyasha shifted his weight off his wounded leg, his skin tingling with his still unreleased need. He growled and slowly stared to move towards the beast’s flank, while keeping away from the antlers and sharp hooves. His hunting instincts rapidly overtook his mind, shifting his focus to predator mode

Ears flicked forward, amber eyes fixed on the animal, watching every little twitch of muscle under the tawny hide. The hanyou was alert for any weakness to exploit. The slightest limp or falter would trigger his attack. His eyes roamed over the powerful lean flanks heaving with each breath the animal took. His groin started to burn with need. He practically groaned at the sight of the animal’s own erection peering out from the furry sheath as lust warred with bloodlust in his veins.

The buck flinched, its ears going back and the muscles in its legs tensing as it prepared to spring away, but never getting the chance. Inuyasha moved first; toe claws digging into the earth, and covering the distance between them in two bounds, his instincts rejoicing as his claws sunk into the thick muscles covering the buck’s hips.

The animal screamed in pain; back legs flying up, trying hard to kick the heavy weight on his back off.

The predator growled, biting down into the muscles, ripping past flesh and hide. The metallic taste of sweet warm blood filled his mouth. He chewed on the tough stringy flesh, swallowing down mouthfuls of raw bleeding flesh, while hanging on with his claws. Blood splattered his hair and face making him look more primal.

The animal struggled in vain, bucking franticly. The movement dragged the canine’s claws through its flanks, leaving deep bloody wounds in their wake.

The hanyou continued to chew through the thick muscle, severing tendons and ligaments with his powerful jaws. He shuddered as the rump pressed into his hips rubbing in the most enjoyable way against
his hot need. He half growled half purred at the pleasure shooting up his spine. His eyes half shut and he tightened his grip on the animal

The buck bawled in pain, its back legs collapsing underneath it, unable to hold its weight any longer.

Inuyasha loosened his hold ever so slightly as he went down with the deer, all but lying over its back. His breathing starting to come in harsh pants. He let out a breathy moan as the hot furred hide of the animal pressed against his sensitive skin. The animal stilled for a second, growing rapidly exhausted and weak from blood loss. The soft brown eyes started glazing over as the animal lay there, dying .

The predator growled again, grabbing the diamond shaped tail and wrenching it up. The deer’s fragile bones were breaking in his grip, as he nearly ripped it clear off, the thin skin at the base splitting. The animal’s quivering puckered anus lay uncovered in all its glory. He growled again, this time in sheer animalistic lust.

Digging the claws of his right hand deeper into the flank, to keep the buck still, he slowly pressed his raging hard on against the entrance, pre-ejaculate dripping down the head, wetting the skin and fur. Inuyasha growled, and pushing forward, felt the ring of muscle clench up, resisting his entrance. The dog snarled at the animal’s attempt and shoved forward, using the muscles in his legs, nearly howling as he penetrated the tight ring. The sudden rush of heat surrounding his hyper sensitive length sent waves of pleasure through him, and bright sparks danced behind his eyes.

The thin ring of tissue split along the natural fissures with the force. Slick blood covered his skin as the animal arched its back and screamed in pain.

The predator ignored the sound, slowly pushing forward until his hips were flush with the deer's. He gasped for air, growling and grunting softly, before holding still for a few moments. His entire body shuddered as the muscles that were trying to get the intruder out massaged and griped him like a hot glove.

Inuyasha clamped his jaws down on the back of the buck’s neck, enjoying e taste of blood flooding his mouth. He started to thrust into the deer, blood and pre-ejaculate slicking his way. He arched his back , arms firmly clamping around the animal’s hips, aiding in his rough thrust, not caring about the damage he was doing to it.

His crimson eyes were heavily lidded as he started raping the poor buck. It didn’t take long for his skin to become slick with sweat as a dark flush settled on his features. His breath came in ragged heaves around the tight grip he had on the animal’s neck.

Lifting the buck’s hips, allowed him to thrust deeper into the beast’s warm bowls and he groaned softly. The soft rippling of the deer’s muscles rippling along his length, made him thrust harder into it as it increased his pleasure. The buck’s head rolled to one side, eyes dulling by the minute as it bled out.

The predator thrust hard and fast into the shredded cavity, releasing the buck’s neck, and throwing his head back with a howl, his sweaty tangled silver locks falling around his shoulders. Abdominal muscles tensed under his skin as he slammed into the deer, releasing a load of hot dog semen. He pushed into the barely resisting anus a few more times, legs quivering, as he panted harshly over his prey.

The smell of blood and arousal surrounded his sweat covered form, his chest rising and falling rapidly, while trying to regain control over his breathing. With a deep low growl he slowly pulled out of the dead animal. Licking the drying blood off his claws, the need to kill was sedated for now.

The predator sniffed at the carcass, nuzzling the limp head, and watching it loll to one side leaving the pale blood splashed throat bared to the killer. With a satisfied sound, he crouched by the animal, ripping the belly open with one sweep of his long claws, the steaming entrails pouring out of the gash like the coils of an newborn serpent.

Inuyasha lowered his head, shuddering at the sent of blood, his lips pulling back from the long pearly fangs. He sunk his teeth into the hide, stripping it off with a soft ripping sound, exposing sheets of raw glistening muscle underneath.

The predator ripped into the flank, pulling great chunks of flesh off, barely chewing, and closing his eyes in delight as it teased his rough canine tongue before it slid down his throat. He spent a good part of the morning just eating, ripping off chunks of meat and devouring the soft organs like the liver and heart before staggering to his feet. He kicked some leaves and twigs over the stripped pile of bones and hide. Carrion crows cawed softly, rustling their oil black feathers, and gathering a safe distance around the carcass. They waited patiently for their turn to pick over the remains. They would remain there until the dog left, before swarming over the deer, not wanting to become a victim of the hanyou turned youkai's blood lust.

Inuyasha shook his head slightly, his tangled blood splattered mane falling around his slumped shoulders. The birds had little to fear from him now. The predator was full and sedated. All he wanted was to find a place to wash the itchy dried blood away and sleep off his meal.

Inuyasha yawned widely, and the fresh meat was sitting heavily in his belly. One ear flicked towards the carcass, listening to the cawing and squabbling of the carrion crows, his youkai blood surging faintly at the notion of easy prey. But the predator was too tired and too full to even bother the birds. He yawned again, slowly trudging his way back towards his clothing, sniffing at the air, and searching for water, in order to get the blood off before it dried to a thick caked on mess that made his hyper sensitive skin itch like mad.

He growled softly in irritation as the strands of silver hair stuck to his face and shoulders making his skin itch.

He stopped to rub against a few small trees to relive some of the irritating itch plaguing his skin further spreading his thick musky sent. He hissed softly at the wound in his thigh. It still bled sluggishly, though his youkai blood should have started to heal it by now. He shrugged it off, knowing it would heal soon, and no youkai would bother him despite the slight weakness.

The predator lifted his head, sniffing at the air with a soft growl, taking in the smell of loam, damp leaves and water near by. Instincts dulled by exhaustion and fullness, he slowly made his way towards it shuddering every time a branch laden with soft leaves brushed his skin made sensitive by the heat. Inuyasha stepped out into the small clearing, glancing at the tall waving grass tuffs and bushes for any threat what so ever. Instincts flared for a second then smoothed out at the sight of the deep pool of azure water. The water’s mirror surface rippled under the soft breeze, shattering the still images on its surface. It was clear as crystal, showing the smooth sandy bottom and tiny fish darting under the surface.

He didn't hesitate before slipping into the water, gasping softly at the shock of coldness surrounding him. Blood caked hair floated around him in a halo; bits of the dried crimson floating away.

Inuyasha crouched in the shallow area near the bank, letting his body adjust to the cool water, before moving toward the deeper water. He was an accomplished swimmer, had been since he was a small pup. He had been drawn to water all his life, often getting himself in to a bit of trouble with a few near drowning incidents when he couldn't get back out of the water.

The hanyou turned youkai paddled around the deeper water, ridding himself of the layers of dried blood, leaves and fluids. He shivered a bit in the coldness.

Turning back towards the bank, he paused to lower his head to the water’s surface, his long canine tongue darting out of his mouth, and lapping the water in a very dog like manner.

With a soft growl, he lifted his head. His ears moved forward when he heard soft rustling sound and his crimson eyes stared at the bushes for a moment. Sensing no threat, he eased out of the pond. The water cascaded off his lean body and ran down his back and hips. It looked like a miniature waterfall the way it cascaded over the smooth yet strong curves of his legs.

He rubbed his full almost bulging belly ear drooping slightly as he all but crawled into the small hallow at the base of the tree curling atop of his clothing with a soft groan. His wound throbbing from all the movement, trickling crimson down his skin. With a soft annoyed growl he squirmed more reopening what little healing that had been done.

The sun broke over the thick bank of dense blue grey clouds gathering rapidly on the horizon darkening the sky. Tongues of lighting forked out from the swollen bellies splitting the late afternoon sky. Wind ripped through the tree tops sending flurry of small twigs and leaves down to the forest floor.

A pair of silvers perked up at the not so distant sound of thunder and the wind rocking the trees above him, ancient branches creaking softly . The predator growled and grumbled softly fully exposed to the oncoming storm in the spot he had chosen to rest. The thick gnarled roots made a small shallow hollow that protected the resting hunter from all side save a large opening at the top. The make shift nest would do nothing to keep him dry or warm when the storm hit.

Inuyasha curled into a small tight ball breathing slowly to a deep steady rhythm as he slipped off into sleep, satisfied and sedated by the kill. The soft triangles of his ears twitching at each little sound in the forest.

Thoughts of the human village slowly began to fade alone with the fuzzy images of the priestess. He was a wild free creature now, he didn't need her. He had everything he needed here. Or so he told himself.

Humans only sought to enslave or kill him on sight. Here he had no such worries, here he was free to do as he pleased. His youkai and hanyou sides were at an agreement for once. His home was here among
the tree and strands of bamboo not among the humans that hated him for what he was.

Home.

The word was almost foreign to him until now. It just felt right. Perhaps he would evenly find a mate, maybe another hanyou if he was lucky enough. There was more then enough room among the tall trees to
raise his own family of pups, to watch them grow up and never worry about humans slaughtering them.

A faint smile passed over his lips. For once in his short life of hardship and misery he was happy, truly happy and free.

The hunter never heard the soft almost light footsteps over the rushing of the storm brought wind, the faint smell of gunpowder tainting the air down wind of him.

The hunter never felt the single lead round formed by hate and misunderstanding that took his life in a heart beat as it passed through his heart. Crimson flowed like a river down the roots of the massive tree wetting the ground .

The grey clouded sky tore open and she shed her cold tears for her lost child. Lying broken and soon to be forgotten by the world among the roots of the great tree that had so protectively held the hunter never to move again. Fate seemed to have dealt one last cruel blow to an orphan.


And the sky cried for him.


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A/N: is he dead? Chances are yeah, he's pretty dead but theres a sequal in the making. Inu is too good to leave dead for long, he's like a cockroach, you just cant keep him down for long.