Infinite Dreams
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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male › InuYasha/Sesshōmaru
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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6,933
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38
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Never Forgive Me, Never Forsake Me
And the rain began to fall. Droplets swirled through silver mane, sloping down Sesshomaru's exposed areas of skin. Entertaining a smirk upon his lips, the demon focused onto swaying shadows that pooled around the grassy knoll; greyness spilled across the sunlight, diminishing the colors of the season. The world around him appeared lifeless, ordinary.
A voice lifted through the rustling leaves overhead, drawing is attention to a piqued curiosity. Never before had he been at such a loss...such a defeat. It was enough to bruise his pride and remove his control over the situation. This was becoming unexceptible to Sesshomaru and it drove him insane with rage. If only he could control Inuyasha. Bend him, break him, mold him to his will. Things would be so effortlessly perfect then.
"Inuyasha"
The word suffered with each articulation as though the daiyoukai was grinding his flesh against broken glass. A smiteful glared bruend within the embers of his golden eyes as the drowning scent of Inuyasha's scent grew stronger, wrapping its invisible fingers around his throat. A figure turned to meet the melodramatic call of his name; a hatred sparked within the hanyou's eyes as they beheld his greatest foe, his fear, his love.
"Sesshomaru."
As if by invitation. Inuyasha sensed the change the breeze as Sesshomaru's own lustful fragrance filtered through. The youkai did little in masking his blatant desire for for a mate or his appetite for his brother. He would claim him, mark him, make him his own. Even if that meant through means of death. Death of the innocent...death of that miko...the death of Inuyasha himself.
Sesshomaru lept for the half-breed, spacing a foot between him and his relative. Reeling a firm hold upon Inuyasha's throat, claws broke into the tender flesh beneath them. Swells of crimson surfaced underneath the youkai's nails, staining them a pinkish hue. The scent of iron scorned against the sweetness of Inuyasha's scent causing Sesshomaru to frown in disgust.
"You will be mine."
Feeling life tearing from his form, Inuyasha struggled for control over his conciousness. Mustering the remaining strength he had, the hanyou pelted his older brother in the groin with his knee. Sensations of adament wrath, coupled with the swelling of physical pain, poured over Sesshomaru. Snarling in protest, he hoisted his sibling from the ground and drove his thumb harshly into the pressure point just beneath Inuyasha's jaw hinge.
"You will learn to obey me, Inuyasha."
Velvet ardence spalshed about Sesshomaru's words causing Inuyasha to feel violently indisposed almost as though he were inebriated. Once lively honey-clustered eyes drew closed and the hanyou's body went limp. It pained Sesshomaru to deliver such punishment to his adored, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Craddling the young one in his arms, the demon emerged out of view and into the comfort that the darkness provided. The chateau was near and there he would invite Inuyasha into a world he could never escape from.
A voice lifted through the rustling leaves overhead, drawing is attention to a piqued curiosity. Never before had he been at such a loss...such a defeat. It was enough to bruise his pride and remove his control over the situation. This was becoming unexceptible to Sesshomaru and it drove him insane with rage. If only he could control Inuyasha. Bend him, break him, mold him to his will. Things would be so effortlessly perfect then.
"Inuyasha"
The word suffered with each articulation as though the daiyoukai was grinding his flesh against broken glass. A smiteful glared bruend within the embers of his golden eyes as the drowning scent of Inuyasha's scent grew stronger, wrapping its invisible fingers around his throat. A figure turned to meet the melodramatic call of his name; a hatred sparked within the hanyou's eyes as they beheld his greatest foe, his fear, his love.
"Sesshomaru."
As if by invitation. Inuyasha sensed the change the breeze as Sesshomaru's own lustful fragrance filtered through. The youkai did little in masking his blatant desire for for a mate or his appetite for his brother. He would claim him, mark him, make him his own. Even if that meant through means of death. Death of the innocent...death of that miko...the death of Inuyasha himself.
Sesshomaru lept for the half-breed, spacing a foot between him and his relative. Reeling a firm hold upon Inuyasha's throat, claws broke into the tender flesh beneath them. Swells of crimson surfaced underneath the youkai's nails, staining them a pinkish hue. The scent of iron scorned against the sweetness of Inuyasha's scent causing Sesshomaru to frown in disgust.
"You will be mine."
Feeling life tearing from his form, Inuyasha struggled for control over his conciousness. Mustering the remaining strength he had, the hanyou pelted his older brother in the groin with his knee. Sensations of adament wrath, coupled with the swelling of physical pain, poured over Sesshomaru. Snarling in protest, he hoisted his sibling from the ground and drove his thumb harshly into the pressure point just beneath Inuyasha's jaw hinge.
"You will learn to obey me, Inuyasha."
Velvet ardence spalshed about Sesshomaru's words causing Inuyasha to feel violently indisposed almost as though he were inebriated. Once lively honey-clustered eyes drew closed and the hanyou's body went limp. It pained Sesshomaru to deliver such punishment to his adored, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Craddling the young one in his arms, the demon emerged out of view and into the comfort that the darkness provided. The chateau was near and there he would invite Inuyasha into a world he could never escape from.