Kainashi

Kainashi

By: Rosiel

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything but a Sesshie-sama Wall scroll! Don’t sue!

(Thoughts)

“Dialogue”


Author’s Notes: And I’m back again! I’m having free time since finals are over and I’m going back home so I’m able to get work done on my fics, which makes me immensely happy! I hope everyone is doing well. I’m doing great now that those damnable tests are over with! Ah, thank you to all my wonderful reviewers! You’re sweet reviews have kept this story going. Originally I didn’t know where I would take this chapter, but the reviews I kept getting made me think hard about it, then I figured out where to go! So thanks so much for that! And now for your viewing pleasure!

Recommended Listening: “Chains” By Tina Arena, very good song!


GOT SOME RAPE, BE WARNED!

Chapter 2: Feelings of Helplessness


Sesshoumaru sighed as he turned over trying to stay asleep a little longer. But the damnable sun refused to allow it! He squeezed his golden eyes shut trying hard to block out the light, but to no avail. Finally, giving up he sat up, pushing aside the sheer red and white drapes that hung from his large four-post bed. He shook his head, silvery hair flying as he tried to clear his head of the sleep that still clouded it. His sensitive nose picked up the scent of blood and he glanced over at the far wall.

The little mutt still hung from the hook he had been on last night. His head bowed, knotted white hair caked with dark crimson congealed blood hiding his face. His body was covered in the same crimson blood that his hair was.

Sesshoumaru grinned viciously as he stared at the broken hanyou. He felt his loins tighten as he remembered the wonderful feeling of a hot body surrounding him. He had been drunk on the smell of blood and fear radiating off the little hanyou last night and, his whole body demanded that he take the little hanyou again, even if he was asleep. Or something of the sort. Sesshoumaru was a little surprised; figuring the feeling of need would’ve left him after last night, but it had amazingly enough intensified. After having a taste of that soft hot body his own demanded that he bury himself in the hanyou again.

He slipped gracefully to his feet, his white silk pants making a soft swishing sound as he made his way to the whore hanging from his wall. He reached out and forced Inuyasha’s head up. The boy’s eyes slowly fluttered open, dull yellow barely met his before looking down. /At least the little bastard knows what kind of respect he needs to give me./ Sesshoumaru slowly leaned in, feeling the shiver that ran through the pliant body before him. He grinned at that.

He harshly pressed his lips to the smaller boy’s. He forced those soft lips apart thrusting his tongue down his throat just as he had done the night before. Pulling back, he smiled once again before reaching up and slowly pulling the boy down from the hook he had been hung up on. Sesshoumaru let the chain he was holding drop, watching as Inuyasha hit the ground with a light thud. The hanyou didn’t move, just waited for what was to happen.

“Get up and go to the bath, I don’t like to smell you this early in the morning.” The Lord snapped, watching amusedly as the boy dragged himself away from him.

Inuyasha was in to much pain to object, though being a hanyou many of the shallower cuts and bruises had healed. But his hips and bottom were in too much pain to make walking a possibility. The chain through his shackles didn’t give him much room to move his hands, but he managed, trying his hardest not to make his brother angrier at him than he all ready was.

He slipped into the bathing chamber, slowly climbing into the large indoor hot spring that had been made especially for the Lord of the palace. The bathing chamber was beautiful but cold as much of Inuyasha’s brother’s chambers were. Large stone walls were carved out to form a primitive room, and the steam arose through the ceiling, causing the room to be warm, but not excruciatingly so. His body ached and his hips were in so much pain from the warmth of the water but he ignored it, instead trying to wash the dried blood from his body and hair with what little his hands were able to do.

He crawled from the bath when he had finally gotten the stuff out of his hair and off his body, slowly making his way over the far wall where a gigantic mirror hung. The mirror was large enough that it even encompassed the floor, allowing Inuyasha to remain on his knees, despite the pain radiating from his hips and his pained knees. He couldn’t even bear to look himself in the eye, instead focusing on trying to brush his hair out with his fingers.

Once he was finished he slowly lowered himself back to his hands and crawled from the room, and out into the main chamber, knowing well that his brother hated to be kept waiting by anyone, especially him.

Sesshoumaru sat in a large gilded chair, eating breakfast and trying to decide what he needed to do first to ensure his power was kept in his control. He closed his eyes as he chewed. The golden orbs snapped open, when his elfish ears picked up the sound of movement; he turned his head just slightly, noticing the little bastard mutt crawling towards him. He cocked his head, studying him for a moment, before reaching his long arms out, almost gently picking the little hanyou up. Sesshoumaru settled Inuyasha in his lap, smirking at the hiss of pain that slipped through full pink lips. He reached out, using the key that had been brought to him to undo the shackles that pinned Inuyasha’s wrists almost together.

He knew the little bastard wouldn’t fight him. He had completely broken him and that was exactly what he had wanted. He shifted the boy, pulling him up so he was forced to straddle his thighs. Inuyasha’s lithe back and soft backside were presented to him. He slowly almost loving ran his fingers over the soft skin, before raking his claws down Inuyasha’s back, drawing blood. Inuyasha’s screams echoed off the stone walls, but he didn’t move, didn’t struggle. His screams were wordless cries of agony, and he never once begged Sesshoumaru to stop. Sesshoumaru dug his claws into a sensitive spot in beneath the boy’s right shoulder blade, letting a little of his poison drip onto the cut, deading the flesh around it, before he leaned in, slowly licking the spot, his own poison not affecting him in the least. The wound healed instantly, but left a very deep scar.

/That’s right, he’s mine now. I marked him as my whore. But is that what I want him for?/ Sesshoumaru thought as he watched the scar form. He narrowed his cold eyes. He studied the boy’s soft back, the way it curved inward just slightly and flared out to create perfect hips and a delicious tight ass. /Yes, that’s exactly what I want him for./

With that thought, he slowly reached down, removing his hard erection from his pants. He hadn’t even realized he was aroused, his thoughts and the body before him intoxicating him in a way he had never been before. Sesshoumaru forced Inuyasha back on his cock, impaling him on the hard staff. Inuyasha screamed in pain, but didn’t try to lift himself off, to scared of what Sesshoumaru would do if he didn’t do as he was commanded to do.

Sesshoumaru forced the body to lift off his cock, before forcefully bringing him down again. /Gods he’s so fucking tight./ He continued to make Inuyasha ride him, until the fire in his belly spread outwards. He pushed Inuyasha down on him as far as he would go, as his orgasm briefly blinded him.

Sesshoumaru pushed Inuyasha off him making the limp body hit the floor. Pulling his silk pants up, he continued to eat, occasionally bringing his hand down to pet or feed Inuyasha, making the boy eat out of his hand like a spoiled pet. He gently patted Inuyasha on the head, in a mock gesture of kindness, before his hands tightened in the slightly sweaty locks of Inuyasha’s hair. He still wanted to make the boy suffer harshly, but the knock at the door stopped that line of thought.

“Enter.” He called. His advisor, Hatori, stepped into the room.

Hatori was a fox demon, but very cunning though plain to look at. His appearance only made people underestimate him. Sesshoumaru was not one of those people. Hatori looked down at the boy on the floor. He blinking, not at all concerned for Inuyasha, before turning his gaze to his lord.

“I’m sorry for the interruption my Lord, but you’re generals and a few of your other advisors wish to meet with you.” Hatori said with a bow of his head.

“Of course.” He slipped to his feet, not at all worried that Inuyasha would try to escape.

Sesshoumaru left the room with Hatori, neither giving a glance back at the little hanyou.

Author’s Notes: Damn this was a depressing chapter. But alas, Sesshie must be a real bastard for now. He’ll get better, I promise.

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