A Not So Feudal and Very Fairy Tale

Title: A Not So Feudal and Very Fairy Tale
Author: temptingping
Summary: How Sesshomaru learned to love.

Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): SessxKoga
Feedback: desired.
Betas: All mistakes are mine to make and yours to point out.

Author’s notes: Character death at beginning, sorry Rin fans but it’s a catalyst for the story.

Takes place years after the anime ends. All the comments on what happened to the other characters over the years are based on my imagination only. Characters are AU and take this with a large sense of humor.

This story will be only about five chapters and I promise to never leave you hanging.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and am not making any money off of this story.

Since several people have been bothered by my use of the word "blond", here is the definition out of my dictionary

Blond, adj. Of a fair complexion. Noun. A person of fair complexion. I think Sesshomaru falls into this category, enough with the blond already.


Chapter Two – Falling Fast


Koga groaned, every bone in his body hurt and he couldn’t think of the last time he had felt this bad after a fight. He opened his eyes to darkness; at least he thought his eyes were open. It took several nerve-racking minutes for his eyes to adjust to the black.

He heard nothing around him but the faint drip of water.

Finally shapes began to appear, not so dark images against a deeper black. He looked for the dog demon and saw a flash of gold in the dim cavern.

His eyes now adjusted; could make out Sesshomaru propped up against a rock not an arm’s reach from him. The once elegant assassin looked a far cry from his usual pristine condition. His white and red silk clothes were torn and smudged with dirt, his breathing shallow and his tall frame still.

“Shit. I hope I look better than you do.” Koga made a weak attempt at a joke and rolled onto his back. Several pointy rocks had been sticking in his side and he wouldn’t be surprised if he were covered in bruises.

“You protected my back.” Sesshomaru said slowly, his low voice brushed like velvet across Koga.

That the wolf had helped him confused Sesshomaru slightly and he’d been thinking about for a long time. The only conclusion he reached was that it had been in Koga’s best interest to block the blast that tore through them at cost to himself.

“Don’t read too much into it. Can you move?” Koga scanned the area for any pieces, parts or tentacles that might be lurking in the shadows. He knew he was in no shape to continue the fight and was disgusted that such a creature had bested both him and the dog demon and that they hadn’t seen more of it than it’s arms.

They appeared to be alone deep in the depths of the cave system.

“No, not for a while.” Sesshomaru reluctantly admitted. He despised his weakness, but after trying to move or use his other powers he was forced to admit that he was too drained to do much of anything.

Only one other time many years ago had he taken a beating this bad.

“That fucker was strong. So why are we still alive?” Koga asked casually, not really concerned. He wanted out of this black pit very badly and it was reassuring to hear another voice.

“But it wasn’t Naraku, you were right it was an incarnation. It’s probably been building its strength all these years. It’s above us, somewhere nearby, I can feel it.” Sesshomaru looked up as he spoke, sensing a shifting of its demonic aura. Its tentacles were probably still seeking them out. They probably fell through a crevice and that had saved their lives.

“Hn.”

The hours crept by…. the only sounds they heard were the occasional drip of water and their own labored breathing.

Finally Koga couldn’t stand either the boredom or silence any longer.

“Ah! I’m going to go crazy! Talk to me.” Koga said, needing anything to keep from going mad in the confined space.

“I’m not your entertainment.”

Koga shivered from Sesshomaru’s icy, cold look.

“Come on! Give a guy a break! We’re stuck down here until we heal enough to get out and who knows how long that’ll take.”

Silence.

“Okay, then I’ll talk to myself. About…sex, that’s always good.” Koga picked a topic he hoped would annoy the blond, anything to get a response from him and get him talking.

“I don’t do male bonding over intimate talks. Speak of something else if you must.” Sesshomaru drawled in his most bored tones. Inwardly he shuddered; the last thing he wanted was to be the recipient of stories of Koga’s amorous adventures.

Koga ignored Sesshomaru’s lack of interest; it was like waving a red flag to the devil inside him. Oh yeah, anything to get under the ice princesses skin, Koga would talk about sex even if he had to make up half of it.

“You know wolves mate for life, but it’s a funny thing- that has nothing to do with sex. I haven’t mated yet so I have sex anyplace anytime the mood hits. I like it hard and hot, you know what I mean. Male or female it’s all good. I love that first moment when you slid in, feel the tight heat gripping you like a glove.” Koga was almost purring in satisfaction.

Long silence.

“You sleep with men?” Shocked by such frankness, Sesshomaru was reluctantly curious. No one had ever discussed anything like this with him before.

“A piece of tail is a piece of tail. It’s all about that flash of attraction, how a leg looks, the muscles of the chest, the chase of reluctant pray, and then the sweet surrender.” Koga growled, as his memories of past encounters flashed through his mind in explicit detail.

He wondered if the dog demon ever moaned in passion. Koga spent the next few minutes trying to imagine Sesshomaru having sex. He couldn’t seem to get past the image of Sesshomaru naked, saying, “I don’t do moaning or grunting.” Shit, the blond was probably annoyed at his body when he got a hard on.

“What of love?” Sesshomaru’s mind turned back to his conversation with Rin. He had never talked with another demon before and wanted to confirm his theory that demons did not fall in love. The mating thing Koga spoke of seemed different that the love that humans talked of. It seemed more like a physical chemistry and the other strictly emotional.

“Who said anything about love? I’m talking sex! Hot, hard, pulse pounding, get your rocks off, sex. I don’t really know about love... Once, maybe…long ago.” Koga’s voice trailed off and he slipped into sleep. The fall and long hours of boredom taking their toll on him.

Some time later he roused and continued the conversation as if there was no break, much to Sesshomaru’s disgust. This had to be hell, trapped with a wolf demon that couldn’t control his yapping mouth. Out of sheer desperation to be anywhere else but here, Sesshomaru tried to move again. It was still too soon.

He realized the futility of trying to stop the wolf. Koga seemed to need to hear his own voice and as he talked Sesshomaru grew somewhat interested in what he was saying. The wolf was a good storyteller and much of what he said seemed…well physically impossible from Sesshomaru’s limited knowledge on the subject.

He sat in silence and endured the stories until even Koga ran out of material and abruptly switched subjects.

“You’re pretty hot looking for a dog demon, what about that girl who was always hanging around you.” Koga felt bold enough to ask the question.

He found he really, really wanted to find out more about the blond’s sexual experiences. He was just curious, merely trying to pass the time. No big deal.

“No.” Sesshomaru’s voice was firm in the darkness; Koga was very close to crossing the line of decency.

“Shit! Now I’m hard.” Koga moaned, all that thinking about sex had had a predictable result. Well at least he knew some things hadn’t gotten too injured.

“Hard?” Sesshomaru was confused by the turn of conversation and Koga’s choice of words.

Koga turned a long incredulous stare at Sesshomaru and then blinked as things suddenly snapped into focus.

Sesshomaru was always so impassive; he never showed passion even in the heat of battle. Koga had always thought it was a pose and that the aristocratic assassin was just playing with them.

“It’s not arrogance with you is it? You really don’t know anything about passion.”

Silence.

“Haven’t you ever felt aroused?”

“No.” Sesshomaru finally quietly admitted. He had no idea why he would tell Koga such a thing, but as the wolf demon talked about his sexual adventures he had acknowledged to himself that he had always zero interest in sex.

“Never had a wet dream?”

“What is that?”

“Oh man, that is so not normal.” Koga shot Sesshomaru a pitting look.

“No, it’s not.” Sesshomaru said slowly, it wasn’t even close to normal. Both his parents had a healthy interest in relationships. But with his mother sex had been a weapon, a tool that she used successfully and mercilessly against his father.

He remembered her clearly; an attractive demon that was unscrupulous in her attempts to gain power. She had taught him well, before he past his boyhood he had learned to never show interest in anything. To favor something or someone was to have it used against you.

It had taken only a few harsh lessons for him to become the master of controlling his features and expressing no interest in anything. Even now he felt a dull throbbing ache at the loss of his nurse, his childhood friend, and his favorite pet.

His mother had them killed or sometimes they just disappeared and he never knew what happened. Other times she destroyed them in front of him, eager to prove her point that one should be attached to nothing.

He had still been a youth when his father had had enough of his mother and banished her from the ancestral house. Sesshomaru had not missed her, but it was too late. Her lessons were carved deep into his soul.

Sesshomaru left home when his father began taking human concubines to bed. No good could come of such an association and he couldn’t stomach watching his father debase himself further. Especially when it resulted in the birth of his half brother.

Once he set up his own household, the castle fortress; he refused to set foot on his father’s estate. He preferred to let it go to ruin after his father’s death. There was no way he could stay there with the horrible memories it held.

“Someone sure did a number on you. If someone did that to me I’d kill them. To tangle love up with desire, that’s so fucked up. I’m not sure what love is, and I don’t even know if our kind can. But lust, desire whatever you want to call it, is…powerful and exciting. Gods! It makes life worth living!” Koga said while his eyes slowly traveled the length of the dog demon’s powerful frame.

“Father.” Sesshomaru hissed softly.

He remembered his coming of age ceremony and how his father had taken him aside to talk to him. His mother had been gone only a short while.

“You get it on both sides, your demon blood will run hot through your veins. Lust for it’s own sake can cause one to make mistakes.”

Sesshomaru had been struck by the seriousness in his father’s face. He took no offense that his mother was referred to as a mistake. He knew their mating had been disastrous, even through he was the result.

“We need to cool it. Restrain it and give you balance.” The great dog demon then placed his large hand on Sesshomaru’s chest.

There was a momentary dizzying pain and Sesshomaru sagged weakly into his father’s embrace.

Afterward, he had felt like something was missing or walled off but as he grew, he got used to the feeling and forgot all about it.

Father always emphasized finding someone to protect and love. The very idea disgusted Sesshomaru; he could never understand why it was so important.

Koga’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

“So you’ve never even seen or felt a hard cock. God! That’s such a turn on.” Koga moaned and shifted slightly on side causing the fur loincloth covering his groin to part.

Sesshomaru had noticed the growing bulge at Koga’s groin and wondered at it. Under the fur he could just see a tan strip of firm skin. He realized the wolf demon wore nothing under the small pelt.

His demon’s eyes needed little light to see the exquisite details of Koga’s body sprawled out next to him. The battle had torn his clothing, left his muscled chest bare and slick with sweat.

Sesshomaru couldn’t stop one forefinger from touching the exposed tan skin in curiosity. Koga froze, and then finally released the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

“Warm.” Sesshomaru murmured.

“Strong.” He felt the hard muscle pulsing with life beneath his finger. Fascinated he looked at Koga as if seeing him for the first time. The wolf demon lay next to him with his long, muscled thighs tapering into slim hips that curved up to hard abs and a broad muscled chest. Attractive dark eyes sparkled with humor and something else. Lust perhaps?

He had seen the wolf demon in action over the years Koga was a powerful fighter. He was someone who didn’t need protecting and who wasn’t afraid of him, he didn’t bow and scrape always calling Sesshomaru my lord. It was refreshing to be around him. Sesshomaru felt something flutter faintly in his stomach.

Koga’s heart rate had sped up and his breathing had increased to the point that he was panting. All this had happened because Sesshomaru had stroked him with one finger. Sesshomaru wondered at the strength of passion that caused such a change to come over the cocky wolf.

Canting his head to the side in curious wonder, he ran his hand down Koga’s smooth ribs.

The wolf’s breath jumped in his body, he felt like all his nerves had been set on fire. It was difficult to hold still when all he wanted was to roll over on the blond and tear his robes off.

Sesshomaru felt a growing wonder at the responsiveness of the lean, dark form. Touching someone like this was enjoyable.
It was like damming a raging, torrential river. He had captured a power that was wild and almost out of control. Koga’s body felt potent, as if he would explode under more stimuli.

Two fingers moved down exploring slowly to the edge of Koga’s fur loincloth and hovered there indecisively. Koga sweated and his body arched up, his mind chanting don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop over and over. He almost cried out in disappointment as he felt the fingers move on.

Sesshomaru’s palm brushed up feathering lightly over one of the wolf’s nipples. It hardened instantly, the reaction was intriguing and resulted in a tentative exploration of its different textures.

Koga moaned softly now, he shifted restlessly under Sesshomaru’s hand. He knew that the blond was not aroused and his very innocence turned Koga on even more. The tentative touches just caused his blood to roar through his body and pool in his groin.

It was something that should have pleased Sesshomaru, to have such power over the wolf. Instead all he could think of was that he had never been touched in such a way had never felt such excitement rush through his body.

What would it feel like to have a warm palm ghost over him, touching his flesh? Would he react like Koga? The thought was mildly distasteful and yet…and yet.

Anger suddenly surged through him both at his games with Koga and at himself. He didn’t need someone to touch him. He refused to be a victim, caught by passion. This whole thing was ridiculous.

The cave seemed too intimate and small, Sesshomaru needed to get out now! He struggled to his feet, towering over Koga who lay sprawled at his feet. The image of the wolf, transformed by lust and half naked would haunt him later. Now it only served to prove his point, giving in to one’s passions made one weak and easy prey.

“Let’s go.” Sesshomaru snapped.

Koga got shakily to his feet; this little scenario was going to feature in his dreams for days to come. He was painfully aroused and couldn’t believe the icy blond was going to walk off and leave him like this.

He bit down hard on his lip and tried to control wayward thoughts that reminded him Sesshomaru had no real idea about what to do with a hard cock even if he held one in his hand. Koga chuckled ruefully at the expression of surprised horror that would have been on Sesshomaru’s face if he had allowed himself to climax.

Oh yes, he’d been so close! Need still throbbed painfully through him. He couldn’t believe the effect the dog demon had on him. His body still tingled from his touch. Koga felt like he had been branded, something permanent seared into his flesh.

Sesshomaru grabbed Koga and pulled him close. Koga drew a shocked breath, was Sesshomaru going to kiss…??? And then they teleported outside the cave.

Koga staggered as he was abruptly released in the bright daylight. Spots danced before his eyes and then everything looked bluish. He could hear the crunch of footsteps as the blond demon walked away.

“Come and get me when you’re well enough to fight.” Sesshomaru called over his shoulder. He didn’t bother to wait for an answer and shot off in a blast of light.

A stunned Koga squinted after him, wondering if his shaky legs would get him home. His mind was busy trying to figure out what mysterious event had caused Sesshomaru to feel him up and then how to get him to do it again.