Aphonic Aspirations RELOADED

Chapter 1; Hear me cry!





//Please. Stop this! I can’t take it anymore!//



A hand swung out of nowhere, sliding across crème colored skin. The boy let out no cries, but his body shook in pain and misery.



The seventeen year old demon sat on his knees, his hands tied behind his back with nothing on his body but an adornment of gold and silver beads. It draped over his shoulders and over his bare chest. His white silky hair draped over his shoulders, and down his back, covering his clenched buttocks that had welts all over it. His body was white as snow, and ached for warmth.



There standing before him was his father, an older man but not looking any more aged than a man in his twenties. His hair was down to the back of his knees, but was tied back to keep out of the way. He wore nothing at all, his body completely bare. The mans body was lean and built, just like his sons. Both of their bodies were silky, and almost complete perfection.



The young boy sat there, his head turned to the left side from the harsh slap his father gave him. His eyes were directed to the ground, and he dared not to look up into his fathers hateful, and anger filled eyes.



“God damnit I said look at me!” The man yelled again, reaching down and grabbing his sons chin tightly into his hand, pulling him up off the ground. His long nails dug into the teens chin, making him wince.



Still he made no eyes contact.



//I’m frightened. I’ll never look into your eyes again.//



Though Sessomaru knew his father only wanted affection, and love, this was no way to get it.



“Fine.” Inu No Taisho said, clenching his teeth, making his chin become more defined with each appealing muscle in his face. He resembled a God even as he stood as a predator.



He threw his son to the ground, then left from where he stood.



Sessomaru laid there, frightened his father would come back with something to punish him with, but this time his father didn’t return with anything painful. At least, not as painful as a slash to the ribs like a month before. This time his father cam bolting out of the darkness with an herb rubbed all over his hand. The man rubbed the herb under his sons nose, even though Sessomaru tried to push him away.



The boy sat there as his father backed away. He rubbed as much of the green smashed herb away from his face as he could. A small tingle entered his nose as the smell of peppermint and oil lit up. His eyes slowly started to blur. He tried to focus on his father, trying to keep his vision from going away.



“Father?” He asked, his hand reaching out to his now completely lost vision.



He felt his hand being sharply slapped away.



“It’s taken affect then?” he asked, slowly kneeling down and pushing his son backwards. Sessomaru pushed on his father shoulders as the old man climbed on top of him and spread his legs wide.



“Father! Why can’t I see anything?” He asked, a little bit of worry in his voice.



“Hush!” His father ordered.



Sessomaru felt a small warmth slide over his small opening. He’d felt this time and time again, and after so many times he’d finally gone numb.



Sessomaru could suddenly smell clearly his fathers scent. His father smelled of an angered man in heat. His ears began to ring, and he could hear his own heart beating, along with his fathers quick-as-a-hummingbird heartbeat.



“Your senses are opening? How about feeling?” He asked, slowly rubbing his erection over his sons opening.



Sessomaru couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped his lips. This is when he understood that his father did this so that he could feel even more than what he’s felt already. Sessomaru began to struggle at the restraints of his fathers powerful hand on his chest. His pressure point was right at the v of his neck, and his father knew this well because his hand was securely pressed against it, making it hard for Sessomaru to even breath.



He again rubbed his head against the opening before you could hear him grunt. Skin smacked against skin as a thrust was made. Sessomaru let out a hiss, his eyes shutting tight. His fathers heart was now beating even faster, and the feeling of his father being inside of him made it even harder to concentrate on not feeling anything.



“You can feel it huh?” His father asked, quickly taking a painful pace.



“No.” Sessomaru grunted, feeling his body scrape against the cold floor.



“Say you feel it. Say you love it, and I’ll be nice.” His father said, putting his hands on his suns knees and holding them together in front of him while thrusting even quicker.



Sessomaru couldn’t say it. Not once in the times his father had done this did he say anything his father requested. Though it would have been smart, it wasn’t something Sessomaru could do. He didn’t like the painful events, he just couldn’t say something so disgusting as that.



He felt his father filling him up, and a bit of bile slowly started creeping up. He’d never felt it this much. It no longer hurt, but it still didn’t feel good.



He felt his fathers nails digging into his bony knees, and yelped with the nail met his knee-cap. The nail scraped against the bone, and he felt his body cringe. His muscles tightened and his father pushed his nails even deeper in warning that he was being too tight. Sessomaru felt tears spark into his eyes, but he’d never let them fall.



His father slowly let go of one of his knees, rubbing the blood that came out all over his hand with his fingers. He then reached down to his sons appendage and firmly started to stroke.



“Ask for permission to cum or I’ll break you in five.” He said, roughly tugging on this sons unwanted erection.



Inu No Taisho’s head fell back.



“You better cum before I do.” He threatened, tightening his grip dangerously and rubbing even harder.



Sessomaru let out a cry, followed by another, and then another. His upper body jerked off of the ground, and he tried all he could to cum through such a painful feeling.



“Please!” He cried.



“Please what?” His father asked in a low grown.



“Let me cum! Please!” He cried, his body almost sitting completely up now, his muscles being so tight in pain.



His fathers thrusts came full speed as he stroked his son into a vulgar orgasm. The boys white silky sperm squirted over his large hands, mixing with the blood that was rubbed up and down Sessomaru’s now limp organ.



Within the same minute his father came for three inside of him, the elders body freezing in place as his large dick twitched happily.



Soon enough Sessomaru was out cold.



//-=//-



“That’s good Master InuYasha! Once more before you go inside!” Encouraged the maids that stood guard just outside the garden area where the young fourteen year old fought with fake swords against his human caretaker.



“Ha!” InuYasha said with a smile, the end of his sword jabbing against his caretakers wooden armor.



The old man lifted his hands up, dropping his own sword to the ground in defeat.



“Master InuYasha, I surrender.” He said warmly to his young master.



InuYasha pulled the sword away and stood straight, then slowly bent down and picked up his partners sword. He then handed it to him happily.



“Thanks a lot Aruma. This exercise really puts me in a good mood. Though sometimes I think you let me win.” His head cocked to one side, making his hair flow over his shoulder as he did it. His ears stood happy and tall where everyone could see.



“InuYasha, I could only play fairly with you. You are just more experienced than myself.” Aruma said, bowing to his master, and taking both of the swords away from his lords grasp.



InuYasha bowed to him though it wasn’t necessary, and turned around to go inside. He entered the garden doors, and ran down a long hallway that only lead to another hallway. He’d run down at least four hallways until he made it to where he was destined to be. He could sense his fathers hunger.



In the dining room sat his father at the end of the long table, his brother at the middle of the table, and an open seat for himself.



“You’re late.” His father said. Though his voice was not harsh, but firm like a father lightly disciplining his son.



“I was exercising father. Please forgive me.” he said before bowing and then making his way over to his seat. He said down and then placed his napkin around his neck. Before him was placed a meal that was still warm though it looked like his father and brother were already halfway done eating.



“I had the maids re-heat it. It looked to be cold.” His father said, lifting his chopsticks and taking a large bite of noodles, and rice mixed together with cooked egg and large chunks of uncooked shrimp.



Sessomaru sat silently in his seat, his eyes not even open.



InuYasha smiled towards his father, but his hears were directed towards his brother. He took a small bite of rice, but when his eyes made it to his brothers form, he couldn’t look away.



His brother looked paler than usual. His hair was brought up into a bun today, with half of it hanging down behind him. His lips were swollen and his nose was red. His eyes looked like they were glued shut. He was breathing extremely slowly, and he looked to be almost as still as a statue.



“Sessomaru?” InuYasha asked. He watched as his brother became a little more alert. His eyes still didn’t open, but his body sat up straight.



“Yes, InuYasha?” He asked with that straight-tone of voice.



“You alright? You seem tense. Have you caught something?” he asked, suddenly sniffing at the air from across the table.



“I’m fine. I was bitten by a foreign bug not too long ago. I just need my rest.” He said, not caring that his brother worried, but not wanting to let his father think he’d let InuYasha do such a thing as think sadly towards him.



“Father? Haven’t you asked for a priestess to check on him?” The boy asked.



Inu No Taisho looked up from his bowl, his eyes going from InuYasha to his older son. He showed no hatred to Sessomaru at this moment. He had an aghast look on his face as he looked his son up and down.



“I didn’t notice his sickly atmosphere. I’ll call upon a priestess right away.” he said, snapping his fingers in the air. A small human maid quickly left the room, and you could hear her feet clatter all the way down the hallway to do as she’d been ordered.



Though Sessomaru was glad that maybe he’d be able to see again, he made no appreciation towards either father nor brother.



InuYasha sat with a smile on his face, happy to see that his brother were to be taken care of. Though his brother showed no liking towards him, he looked up to Sessomaru just an inkling more than his own father.



//-=//-One Week Later//-=//-





Sessomaru finally could see again. His body was back to normal, and he no longer could feel the affects of the unknown herb forced into his bloodstream. The nurse said that all he needed was a dose of herbal tea, and a nice rest. After about five days Sessomaru was cured.



It hadn’t happened in a while, but the day before Inu No Taisho had announced that he had a Lord N’ council to go to, and he would be gone for a little over three weeks. This brought Sessomaru to a big relief. Though his father came during the night before he left with a threat, he still felt more than at ease.





Sessomaru slowly put on his clothes that would keep him at comfort, and left his chambers where he made his way down the hallway. The sun was still making its way up, and the halls were lit by small fire posts.



He hardly noticed himself making his way to his brothers room. He paused in thought as he stood in front of his brothers door. He could hear the small breaths his brother was taking within deep sleep. Slowly he reached up and set his hands on the cold doorknob.



He entered the room in completely silence, and after careful footsteps, he stood over his brothers bed. He looked down at the boy that looked like an infant by the way he slept. His body was balled up in the fetal position, and the covers were balled up so tight around his body, you could hardly even see his neck. The boys hair was tied tightly behind his head, and his ears were pressed down against his head as if he were in a deep and scary dream.



Sessomaru twitched when a small cry was let out from between his younger brothers lips.



He slowly sat down and watched as his brother turned over onto his back. The boy suddenly kicked the sheets off of his body, and made a smacking noise with his mouth before saying things no being could understand in his sleep. He was obviously having a bad dream.



Sessomaru studied his brothers movements as he struggled in his bed.



Sessomaru remembered something he did for his brother a long time ago when he was only three years old. He remembered seeing such things happen then.



Slowly he reached over to his brother and lifted the boys sleep shirt from over his belly. Sessomaru examined what looked like a ripped body. On a fourteen year old, this was not often seen.



He slowly placed his warm hand on his brothers stomach and slowly started rubbing in a circular motion.



InuYashas body slowly calmed down. His dream obviously was drifting away with the kind disturbance of his sleep.



InuYasha suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up quickly, only to find no one sitting in his bed. He looked over to his door, and saw that it was closed. With a sigh, he let his body fall back down to his pillows; reached down and lifted his sheets back up to his chin, and slowly drifted back off to sleep.



Right outside his door stood a deadly silent Sessomaru. His heart was beating crazily, and he was relieved to know that he wasn’t seen.



With that thought, he slowly made his way back to his chambers.



//////////////



(Since I got probably about twelve reviews on the last chapter, be looking forward to another chapter within the next week.

Sorry it'd take so long, but I've got a new job and what-not. So yeah. :]

Review again if you wish. ;D )