Happy Bath Ending

A/N: I don't own this. Stayed up to write lemon. Hope it doesn't suck. Thanks for the reviews, you all are so sexy! Ehen joyee.

Inuyasha sneezed and looked around. He was still in Sesshoumaru’s arms, but now they were standing on the balcony to what looked like his room. He looked up and saw the semi-disgusted look on his brother’s face and smirked.

“Those nasty ningen gave you a sickness.”

Inuyasha chuckled. “No, I think it’s more because I was carried half naked across the countryside. Remember, I was still wet.”

Sesshoumaru smiled in a deviant manner. “I suppose if you had been female then that statement would have been mildly sexy.”

“What?!”

“Nothing.” Inuyasha scowled at the sexy yet annoying smirk on his brother's face.

Sesshoumaru gently set Inuyasha down and opened the French doors leading into his bedroom. Inside there were two female attendants, both wearing simple black mandarin collar shirts with matching black pants. Upon further inspection Inuyasha noticed what looked like two sets of clothing on a table near the bed. There were also a variety of fruits and candles spread throughout the room.

“Lord Sesshoumaru. Lord Inuyasha,” the woman greeted in unison, bowing their heads. Sesshoumaru looked around the room and nodded his head at their handiwork. He entered the room and stopped at a blue and white swirled vase, inhaling deeply.

“Too much hyacinth.”

The women rushed over to the flowers and quickly removed them from the room, scooting their small feet over the marble floors. They came back in seconds, bowing again to the inu brothers. Sesshoumaru nodded his head in approval again and the two women blushed furiously as he reached into his purse and handed them a few gold coins each. They happily bowed their heads again and scooted out of the door, their wide pants making ‘swish-swish’ noises.

Sesshoumaru gracefully turned around in front of the bed before falling face up on it, closing his eyes.

“Inuyasha. Do not just stand there. You are letting flies in the room.”

Inuyasha broke out of his trance and scurried into the room, closing the doors behind him. He very gingerly walked into the room, being extra careful not to sully anything with his dirty hanyou hands. He stood in front of his brother’s body drinking him in. The smooth porcelain skin, the magenta demon stripes, the adorable crescent in his forehead-

“Why are you standing in front of me? Are you…thinking something?” Sesshoumaru asked, his voice thick and sultry. Inuyasha’s eyes bulged out when Sesshoumaru started gyrating on his bed, running his hand over his armor and clothing, sighing deeply. Inuyasha had once spied on Kagome while she was touching herself, but it made Inuyasha laugh more than anything. The girl seemed so inexperienced, cramming her fingers inside of herself and then seeming upset when it hurt and she bled. The smell of her was also vomit-inducing, where the smell of Sesshoumaru was fragrant, musky, deep. It was making Inuyasha want to do things, things he had never done before.

Sesshoumaru finally opened his eyes and held his hand toward Inuyasha. The somewhat frightened hanyou took his hand, climbing on the bed with him. They lay beside each other, stroking each other’s faces, hair, and bodies. This simple contact was too much for Inuyasha, as he turned on his back from his brother, towards the door. If he reached the door, he could run back to the camp where he was safe, unwanted, and unloved.

‘Why would I run?’

‘Why would I stay?’

Thoughts ran through his head before he felt an almost crushing weight on his right arm. The next thing he knew, he was face up and Sesshoumaru was on top of him, staring at him looking pissed.

“If you don’t want to be here, then go.” his words were sharper than knives, piercing Inuyasha. The hanyou moved to get up, but Sesshoumaru refused to move. He just lay on top of him, staring at him. Inuyasha squirmed, but Sesshoumaru would not be moved.

“If you fucking want me to leave, then get off of me!!” Inuyasha shouted, reddening.

“If I wanted you to leave, I never would have invited you here.”

Inuyasha’s face wrinkled in anger and confusion. “What?”

Sesshoumaru spread his hand about the candlelit room. “Does this appear to be something that someone would do if they didn’t want you to be here?” There was a hard edge to his voice, almost as if he were the one hurt. Inuyasha swallowed and looked around the room. Yes, Sesshoumaru did go to a lot of trouble. Then it clicked in his mind.

“You really do want me! You were trying to seduce me!” Inuyasha accused. Sesshoumaru shrugged, wearing his best poker face. They stared at each other a few more moments before Sesshoumaru lowered his face to Inuyasha’s giving him a sweet, chaste kiss. He bent down again, this time catching the hanyou’s soft lips in his own, biting the bottom lip gently. Inuyasha moaned into the kiss and felt his arms rise to encircle his brother.

Sesshoumaru opened the fire rat robe, his heartbeat increasing upon seeing the creamy flesh and pink nipples. He gently nipped at Inuyasha’s tender neck before placing small kisses and sucks down his brothers chest, lavishing attention on the small but hard pink nubs. Inuyasha whimpered and arched his back, scratching his nails on the bed. Sesshoumaru wriggled out of his clothing, and in moments both of them were naked together in the bed. Sesshoumaru ran his hand over Inuyasha’s face, running a finger over his lips. Inuyasha opened his mouth, sucking on the finger happily. Sesshoumaru removed the saliva coated finger and gently parted Inuyasha’s legs, smiling at the pink puckered opening. He placed his finger at the opening, casting a sultry look at his brother. He stopped when he noticed the strange look in his face.

“Inuyasha. Are you comfortable with this?” Sesshoumaru was serious, he did not want to ruin his chances by pushing Inuyasha into something he wasn’t ready for. Inuyasha chewed on the bottom of his lip nervously.

“I haven’t ever done anything. With anyone.”

Sesshoumaru was surprised. “Not even the dirty miko? Either of them?”

Inuyasha’s blush confirmed his prior statement. Sesshoumaru patted the inside of Inuyasha’s leg and placed a kiss on his hole. Then, in a stroke of genius, he licked the hole, smiling when Inuyasha uttered a deep moan. He snaked his tongue inside, and could smell the precum oozing from the shaft above his head. Sesshoumaru smiled to himself, happy to be having such an affect on his brother.

Inuyasha’s eyes fluttered in ecstasy. He had never in his entire life dreamed he could feel this way, let alone Sesshoumaru being the cause of it. His hands drifted down to knot themselves in the youkai’s hair as he arched his back again, licking his lips. Sesshoumaru’s tongue was almost more than he could handle, the wet, pink intruder forcing its way inside of him only to slither back out, leaving him wanting more. Inuyasha felt the wetness of the tongue leave and be replaced by something wider and longer. He looked up to see Sesshoumaru mounted on top of him, just the head of his large, pulsing cock in his tight hole.

Inuyasha’s look of fear paused Sesshoumaru. He looked at his brother, thinking he wanted to leave, but then remembered what he was just told, that Inuyasha was a virgin. He bent down and slowly started to kiss away Inuyasha’s concerns, biting the sensitive lips and staring deeply into his eyes.

“If you want me to stop, I will.” Sesshoumaru’s normally bland tone was filled with emotion, emotion that Inuyasha assumed was love. The tone was almost the same that his father used with him when he was upset, a soothing, calming tone that made his whole body visibly relax.

“I never want you to stop,” Inuyasha murmured, tilting his head to capture Sesshoumaru’s lips again. Eagerly, the youkai repositioned himself and pushed gently forward, wincing when he saw Inuyasha’s face scrunch in pain, but the pain quickly subsided as Inuyasha began moaning again and trying to scoot down further to make Sesshoumaru go further inside him.

Sesshoumaru grinned evilly. “Do you want more, Inuyasha?” When Inuyasha whimpered in response, Sesshoumaru moved close to one of Inuyasha’s furry ears and gave it a nip, making the hanyou cry out.

“I said do you want more, Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru growled, licking the sensitive shell of the ear.

“Tell me you want more.”

“Sesshoumaru…please…” Inuyasha’s voice was strained and hoarse as he tried to wiggle down further.

Sesshoumaru would not budge. “Please, what?”

“More.” Inuyasha’s voice was faint, his eyes starting to redden into his demon form.

“More what?” Sesshoumaru’s eyes were also starting to redden, his magenta stripes turning deep purple.

“More…more…more fucking!” Inuyasha growled, digging his nails into Sesshoumaru’s back. Sesshoumaru back in pain and instinctively drove forward, slamming himself deep into Inuyasha. He could feel the flesh yielding to him, tearing at times, but the inu within both of them had taken hold, reducing his heartfelt attempt at making love to carnal, animalistic fucking.

Sesshoumaru pounded deep within his brother, bending down to lick the sweet tears that poured from his eyes. Sesshoumaru could tell that the tears were from passion, not from pain because every time he withdrew from that tight cavern, Inuyasha would growl and dig his fingers in deeper. Sesshoumaru felt his seed wanting to splash into his hanyou lover, but bit back the demon in him. He had been saying the whole time he wanted this to be special and important. As hard as it was, he breathed deeply and stroked slower until the redness in his eyes cleared and he was back to his normal demon form. Inuyasha had noticed what Sesshoumaru was doing, and he eventually calmed down as well, and they both lay there, not moving, staring at each other.

“Why-why did you stop?” Inuyasha asked softly, his eyes searching Sesshoumaru’s.

“I want to make love to you. I want you to feel all of me, as I want to feel all of you. I want to…” Sesshoumaru trailed off and thought actions would speak better than words as he slowly thrusted deep into his brother. Inuyasha’s eyes widened as he threw his head back, moaning. Sesshoumaru grabbed the frame of the fancy bed, using it as leverage and started to roll his hips back and forth, creating delicious friction between them. Inuyasha grabbed Sesshoumaru’s hips to help grind them further into him, crushing their mouths together.

Sesshoumaru continued to thrust deeply inside of Inuyasha, closing his eyes at the feeling of peace and love inside of him. No weapon, no defeat over an enemy, no words had ever instilled the kind of calm that was washing over him. He was unlike Inuyasha in the sense of being a virgin, but he had never shared a bond with anyone like this. His movements were smooth and fluid, like wind weaving its way through one’s hair. Inuyasha gripped Sesshoumaru’s back again, and Sesshoumaru bit his own lip, feeling himself release inside of Inuyasha, while biting down on his creamy neck, drawing a bit of blood. Inuyasha came moments later, making their stomachs warm and sticky with his seed.

Sesshoumaru glanced down at his brother’s cum on him and dipped a finger in it to taste. He licked his forefinger, staring lustfully at Inuyasha the whole time. Inuyasha was beside himself in delight. If what he and Sesshoumaru were doing was wrong, it easily escaped him. The part of him wanting to fight and kill him was fast fleeting, and Sesshoumaru placing his arm protectively around him did nothing but reassure him that what happened was not just a fluke, but a well intentioned lovemaking scenario.

“Are you okay? You are breathing shallow,” Sesshoumaru noted, being the one to break the silence. Inuyasha was barely breathing, still trying to grasp the magnitude of what happened.

Inuyasha touched his neck and looked at his brother. “You marked me,” he whispered, rubbing the sore spot. Tears welled in his eyes. “You know what this means, right?”

Sesshoumaru chuckled and smoothed out a cowlick in the hanyou’s hair. “Of course. It means we are mated. Do you have issue with this?”

Inuyasha thought for a moment. Why should he have a problem? All he was to his ‘friends’ was a source of protection. In all the time he had spent with them, none of them had treated him so good, so tender as Sesshoumaru had. Sure, for most of his life his brother had treated him badly, but he seemed to want to make up for it. Why not let him?

“Nah, no problems,” Inuyasha murmured, looking thoughtful. Sesshoumaru smiled and moved down to wash Inuyasha’s cum off of his belly, giving the stomach long tongue strokes and making Inuyasha laugh. When he finished, he walked over to one of the silk robe sets and offered it to him.

“No, that’s way too nice for me to wear. I’d tear it or something stupid like that.” Inuyasha said, shaking his head. Sesshoumaru thrust the silks at him.

“Wear it.” His voice was forceful and made Inuyasha draw back. Sesshoumaru noted his error and changed his tone. “I mean, you deserve to wear something nice. This is the closest thing I have to match the softness of your skin.”

Inuyasha blushed. “Feh, you sound like you love me.” He went to snatch the cloths but as soon as his hand touched it, Sesshoumaru tugged the other end, pulling him close.

“Oh, but I do love you, Inuyasha. I do,” he whispered, kissing his brother passionately on the lips. He placed a ripe strawberry to his lips as he held him close, watching the sun set together. Inuyasha sighed. He finally knew what happiness felt like.


A/N #2: Next chapter remember, wherever their is God, there is the Devil, where there is happiness, there is sadness. Be prepared for angst. (oh so early on too!)