It's All Over but the Crying

Authors note:
So I’ve been getting a few people wanting me to continue lost mind. :/ I really wish I could, but...
I really can’t. I shouldn’t have deleted it in the first place, but it’s gone. Bye bye story. It was on my laptop and my computer crashed. The motherboard... is like, gone. So! I have nothing of my old work anymore. Which really bums me out. I’m sorry guys. This story will hopefully be continued. On another note, sorry for the delay. My friend isn’t doing to well, and neither am I. Lol. She’s sick, and I’m a little loopy lately. Grr.
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OH! Does anyone wanna help me write this story? :D

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18 Months later - Morning - 6:23 pm

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Click.
A slim hand pressed the button and groaned. Pulling the covers back he sat up, his hands resting on his knee’s. He yawned, his long silky hair pooling around his shoulders. Pushing from the bed he walked to the bathroom. His golden eyes traced over his features. Long violet marks set high on his cheek bones. A crimson crescent moon resting on his forehead. He traced his claws over his cheeks, then down his chin and over his neck. Self-centered? Maybe. He always enjoyed his features and special markings. Sesshomaru walked to the shower and turned it on. He clenched his jaw, giving a soft growl when he heard his phone ring. Never did he get privacy. Walking out of his bathroom he picked up his phone and slid it open. Holding it up to is ear he waited.
“Good your up. We need you in the office now.”
“What?”
“Err...well there’s a problem. You see... the shipments that were suppose to go out one week ago still haven’t been out. The mailing company is saying that they had a delay and that you were informed of it. The CEO of the company we sold them to says they need the merchandise today, otherwise they’ll have to go someplace closer. They are already using expired equipment and medicine.”
Sesshomaru lifted his hand to his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You called me to tell me this? It couldn’t wait until I came in?” He could hear his shower running, see the steam filling the room.
“I’m sorry sir but I don’t know what to-“
“Get out of my office, now.” With that, he hung up. He closed the phone and set it down then walked into his bathroom. A shipment problem. Did he honestly think that was important? A market crash, or a bomb going off in his factories... those were important, but a shipment problem? Humans were getting dumber and dumber every year.

When he was finished with his shower he fixed breakfast and got dressed. Sliding in his car with his briefcase he headed for work. It was a simple morning, like all others. Traffic was fair. He still wished he could just live in his damn office, it wasn’t like he did anything at home except work and sleep. Sesshomaru hardly had a social life. Money wasn’t even all that important to him, it was keeping himself busy. The past two years he’d been all about that. Busy busy busy. Sesshomaru pulled into the garage and stepped out of the car. His assistant was packing his things in his car. Sesshomaru raised a brow.
“What the hell are you doing?”
The man jumped and shakily looked at him. “Y-you said to get o-out of your office.”
Sesshomaru slammed his car door, locking it. He headed towards the elevator pressing the up button. Glancing over his shoulder, his assistant was still watching him. “Well, are you coming?”
The man gave a soft, ‘uhh’ and quickly grabbed the most important things for his office. He shut his door and locked it, running to Sesshomaru’s side.
“I thought... that meant I was fired.”
“It did.”
“Sir?”
Sesshomaru looked down at the man and narrowed his eyes. “You don’t get to quit until I find a replacement.”
The man pursed his lips and gave a solid nod before tearing his gaze from the intimidating demon. When they reached the top floor Sesshomaru walked out and walked down to his office. It had taken a while, but eventually everyone learned to stop saying good Morning to Sesshomaru. He stepped into his office and set his briefcase on the oak wood desk. Now, to solve the shipping problem. Taking the phone from his desk he picked it up and dialed a number. “I want my private jet to fly some emergency supplies out to Alaska. Two hours.” He waited for a few seconds and then scoffed. “Good.” Setting the phone down he picked it up again and dialed another number. “Get the supplies for Alaska to the south airport. Put it in my jet. Two hours.” He hung up again. Problem solved in less than ten minutes. He needed coffee. Actually, what he wanted was a bit of a release.

Sesshomaru pulled over a drawer from the oak desk and reached for a simplistic cell phone. Opening it he pressed a number and then send. He waited for three rings before hanging up. Setting the phone back in the drawer he shut it and sat in his chair, waiting. Two minutes later someone knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Sesshomaru called.
A half demon stepped in. Pointed black ears sitting at the top of his head, a long catlike tail ticked behind him. He closed the door behind him, his clothes not doing his small frame any justice. He pulled his side bag off, and set it on the floor. He was the mail carrier. He carried mail from one floor to the next. He enjoyed his job, but he enjoyed this even more. Sesshomaru watched him, his face completely stoic. It was the only thing that made this a little strange. Sesshomaru never smiled, or even gave the tiniest bit of a grin.
“Mike.”
That was his signal. The neko boy, Mike, dropped to his knee’s, his ears pinned back against his head. Sesshomaru stood up and walked to the door. Opening it he poked his head out. ”Coffee, black. The café please.”
Sesshomaru’s assistant nodded, and quickly headed out. Everyone knew the boss was fucking the mail boy, but it was nearly impossible to catch him in the act. Mike wasn’t stupid enough to say anything, and no one dared accuse Sesshomaru of such vile acts. Besides, it wasn’t like it ever interfered with his work. For god sakes he was a millionaire!

Sesshomaru went back to his chair. Pushing his leather chair back a little he turned it to the side and leaned back. Mike knew what to do now. It had taken him only a few months to learn when to do what, and how to do it. Sesshomaru had hardly told him anything. How they met? That was a longer story in itself than this pay session. Mike didn’t like to think about it. It was far to much violence. He crawled forward keeping low to the ground to show his submission. When he reached Sesshomaru he lifted his head and nuzzled Sesshomaru’s thigh. He breathed in the mans musky scent, moaning. He already felt his cock harden in the tight black slacks. Sesshomaru always took longer to arouse. Sometimes he’d tease Mike and really make Mike work for a hard on. Those were the most painful days for Mike. Sesshomaru only had two rules. Do whatever he said without question, and never ever cum unless he does as well. Mike had left this room with a hard on so many times. He learned the hard way that the rule applied even after their play sessions.

Mike had made a few house calls to Sesshomaru, and had only called him once to beg to be allowed to cum. He’d begged for almost an hour before Sesshomaru told him no and hung up. Mike felt horrible the next day. Like it mattered.

When Mike had his fill of Sesshomaru’s sent he moved to his knee’s and started undressing. Slowly. He unbuttoned his white shirt, and shrugged it off. Sesshomaru reached his foot forward and pressed it hard against Mike’s chest. The Neko gave a soft purr and reached his clawed fingers up to grip around Sesshomaru’s shoe. He rubbed his cheek against the side of the man’s shoe, making soft mews and moans. He pulled the man’s shoe up, tugging ever so gently. Sesshomaru lifted his other foot, and Mike did the same with that one.

When his shoes were off Mike set Sesshomaru’s feet on the ground so he could continue with his strip tease. Sesshomaru looked over Mike’s small body, eying his entire form. Mike unbuckled his belt, pulling it from each hoop. He swayed his lips a little, his eyes half way closed. He knew, that no matter what he did, Sesshomaru would never love him the way he loved the man. He didn’t mind it all that much. After all, he was at least allowed to see that beautiful body of his, and take that wonderful cock. Mike loved Sesshomaru, but he loved the mans member even more. Had Sesshomaru not threatened to slice him in two should he sleep with another, Mike would be bent over a lot more than one might think. Mike came off as innocent but he was quit the neko slut.

Unzipping his pants he dropped back, arching his back and lifting his hips. He stretched out on the floor, bringing his legs to his chest and taking his pants, socks, and shoes off all in one move. Mike had been practicing. The only think he had on now was a pair of tight briefs. He noticed Sesshomaru liked him better in briefs than boxers. He could imagine why. His ass looked absolutely wonderful in briefs. Two bubbled cheeks, leading up to a small dipped back. His legs were strong, and shapely. He had a wonderful bottom body.

Mike spread his legs, pulling himself up. He was on his knee’s watching Sesshomaru. Their eyes locked, and Mike waited to see it. To see that slight flicker of pleasure. Mike ran his hands over his stomach, then slowly moved his hands behind him and to his bottom. That’s when he saw it. Turning around he dropped to the floor, his chest pressed against it while his ass was in the air. He gave a soft moan and wiggled his ass a little. “Nnn...will you take me today Sir? Please? I need you inside me, it’s been so long!”
“It’s been two weeks,” Sesshomaru mumbled, obviously trying not to get to distracted by that tight hole.
Mike licked one of his fingers and moved his finger towards his entrance. He knew what Sesshomaru would do, but that was okay, because he liked it when Sesshomaru was a bit-
The man did just as Mike wanted. Reaching down he grabbed his arm and yanked him up. He did something unexpected though, three of Sesshomaru’s sharp nailed fingers thrusted into Mike’s entrance. Mike screamed out, tears coming to his eyes, but the pain wasn’t enough to let them fall.
“Who can touch you?” Sesshomaru growled, jerking his fingers further.
“Y-y-you!” Mike cried.
“Who else?”
“No-noone.”
“That includes?” Sesshomaru snarled, shoving his fingers around roughly, he could feel Mikes bottom try to push his fingers out, but the demon was stronger. Mike wasn’t stupid enough to move away either.
“M-me.”
Sesshomaru pulled his fingers out and jerked Mike’s head back. He slipped his three fingers inside of Mike’s mouth. The boy obediently sucked and licked, trembling from the sudden act. Sesshomaru pulled his fingers from Mike and shoved him away. Snatching a tissue he wiped his hand and turned his eyes to Mike.
“If you ever touch yourself in such a way without my permission, and I find out about it you will no longer service me.”
Mike’s eyes wend wide and he quickly crawled to Sesshomaru, kissing his feet, legs, and thighs. “Please don’t! Please, I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again. Please,” he gasped between kisses.
Sesshomaru pushed him off.
“Prepare yourself. I’m in no mood to entertain you.”