The Crossdresser and the Ice Princess
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InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
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InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,915
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Cock Your Sword At Me
Title: Cock Your Sword At Me
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and prompt: creamy, #2, taste (for the LJ comm Inuromp's Fall Challenge of 2009).
Rating: barely adult
Universe/Genre: manga-verse, AU timeline, smutty thoughts
Words: 300
Warnings: mentions of masochism and blood, men lusting men
Summary: Jakotsu is determined to get a taste of the most luscious lips he knows, Sesshy's.
A/N: After having re-read the Shichinintaichi arc (manga) I've decided to not even try and fit these two within the canon storyline. I might drop references to stuff in subsequent chapters but basically its like this: there's Jak, Ban, Sui and Ren are left. Sort of an alternate Shichinintaichi/Mount Hakurei thing. As for this being the second fic and second prompt from the list, what can I say, I opened the list and looked at it and 'taste' simply screamed to be written. Is not like I'm doing them in order or anyway, or am I? *giggles*
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Damn him but Jakotsu did want a taste of Sesshoumaru.
He was both intrigued and exited by the regal youkai lord. His exquisite features, stoic attitude, and above all his way to indulge in wearing the clothes of the opposite sex. And they suited the lord well, enhancing his genderless looks. He wore androgyny well.
But right now, though, Jakotsu's thoughts only revolved around that one thing.
He wanted a taste. Wanted to feel those thin unsmiling lips bruise under his, or have his bruised by them. Anything, anything for a taste. It made him throb to think that Sesshoumaru might try and kill him before he got his chance. Exited him beyond belief. To kiss those lips, taste the blood. It made him shiver. Move his hand a little faster, gasp softly, come thinking about kissing the youkai.
As he left in search of his obsession, Jakotsu knew Sesshoumaru would smell his arousal, the lingering scent of his seed on his hands, but didn't care. The cross-dressers boldness had once drove him to his grave, the youkai might become his new doom. Whatever. He had no master anymore, was his own man even while a part of the remains of the Shichinintaichi, he was still loyal to Bankotsu. But the teen did not wake such lust, such aching need in him, not anymore.
That's why he needed to taste Sesshoumaru's lips.
So lost was he in his daydream that he almost missed the blow when it came. Spinning around gracefully and landing on the tall grass, he faced his opponent, Jakotsutoo at the ready. And his eyes widened in surprise. Sesshoumaru stood mere feet from him, Tokijin cocked at him. His face was emotionless yet he was clearly displeased.
He was so close Jakotsu thought he could taste him.
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and prompt: creamy, #2, taste (for the LJ comm Inuromp's Fall Challenge of 2009).
Rating: barely adult
Universe/Genre: manga-verse, AU timeline, smutty thoughts
Words: 300
Warnings: mentions of masochism and blood, men lusting men
Summary: Jakotsu is determined to get a taste of the most luscious lips he knows, Sesshy's.
A/N: After having re-read the Shichinintaichi arc (manga) I've decided to not even try and fit these two within the canon storyline. I might drop references to stuff in subsequent chapters but basically its like this: there's Jak, Ban, Sui and Ren are left. Sort of an alternate Shichinintaichi/Mount Hakurei thing. As for this being the second fic and second prompt from the list, what can I say, I opened the list and looked at it and 'taste' simply screamed to be written. Is not like I'm doing them in order or anyway, or am I? *giggles*
_______________________
Damn him but Jakotsu did want a taste of Sesshoumaru.
He was both intrigued and exited by the regal youkai lord. His exquisite features, stoic attitude, and above all his way to indulge in wearing the clothes of the opposite sex. And they suited the lord well, enhancing his genderless looks. He wore androgyny well.
But right now, though, Jakotsu's thoughts only revolved around that one thing.
He wanted a taste. Wanted to feel those thin unsmiling lips bruise under his, or have his bruised by them. Anything, anything for a taste. It made him throb to think that Sesshoumaru might try and kill him before he got his chance. Exited him beyond belief. To kiss those lips, taste the blood. It made him shiver. Move his hand a little faster, gasp softly, come thinking about kissing the youkai.
As he left in search of his obsession, Jakotsu knew Sesshoumaru would smell his arousal, the lingering scent of his seed on his hands, but didn't care. The cross-dressers boldness had once drove him to his grave, the youkai might become his new doom. Whatever. He had no master anymore, was his own man even while a part of the remains of the Shichinintaichi, he was still loyal to Bankotsu. But the teen did not wake such lust, such aching need in him, not anymore.
That's why he needed to taste Sesshoumaru's lips.
So lost was he in his daydream that he almost missed the blow when it came. Spinning around gracefully and landing on the tall grass, he faced his opponent, Jakotsutoo at the ready. And his eyes widened in surprise. Sesshoumaru stood mere feet from him, Tokijin cocked at him. His face was emotionless yet he was clearly displeased.
He was so close Jakotsu thought he could taste him.