Cruelty of Sick Desires-

A.N: I am sooo sorry for the long delay. At first I thought this story would be a total disaster because of the way I formatted it and its shortness but apparently, I was wrong. Thank you all for your continued support. It really moved me! Now, let’s commence to the third chapter, shall we?

Disclaimer: I don’t Inuyasha; Ms. Rumiko Takahashi has that honor. One more thing… I’ve decided to dedicate this chapter to a certain wolfluv for his/her excessive fan cheering. Heh heh, hope I don’t disappoint. ^_- Thank you, once again, for your support.


Chapter Three- Enter Sesshoumaru, Aristocratic Assassin

Flames licked at the side of the small village, encompassing the lifeless wooden cottages in heat and thick black smoke. The sounds of terror ripped through each tiny house as the impending chaos made itself known.

In the midst of the destruction, a tall figure sat perched on the tallest branch of an old oak, serenely watching as lives faded to ash. His silver hair glinted in the reflection from the fire and he brushed a strand from his face, smirking at the disorder.

Amber eyes observed a tiny child fighting oxygen, struggling to move under a heavy piece of driftwood. It pinned her to the burning ground, constricting all possible movements. Her eyes found his and implored him to save her. Save them. Save the village. A dark chuckle formed in the figure’s throat before a thin whip of light tore the child from the clutches of mortality.

The tall demon leapt from the branch and landed gracefully on the ground. Screams could still be heard from the village as he walked away, throwing the remnants of a torch behind him.

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Sesshoumaru awoke with a start, an uncharacteristic gasp escaping from his throat. He clutched at his bed sheets as the last vestiges of the night terror fled into the approaching dawn. Sighing, he shoved a hand through the silk curtain of hair falling into his face. ‘That damned dream again.’

He pushed the sheet off of his body and slid out of bed, grasping for his day kimono. The smell of burning wood assaulted his nose for a second before fading into the less harsh tones of breakfast. Tying the kimono shut, he stalked across the room, his official holier-than-thou sneer in place.

Pale beams of sunlight played havoc on the great empty hallway and refracted golden rays into Sesshoumaru’s eyes. A small frown tugged at his lips as he made his way to a bay window and peered outside. The courtyard below looked as it always did; yet the demon lord could not shake the feeling of chaos. The dream…

Snorting in self-disgust, he threw open the windows and took a healthy breath of air. Freezing, he looked around, before allowing himself to sniff frantically at the air like a dog.

“Such an exquisite scent. Where is it coming from?” he wondered aloud. A dull roar started in his ears as he breathed it in again, and spread to awaken his inner beast.

Eyes bled red and his thin lips curled back into a snarl of satisfaction. So THAT was the chaos. Somewhere, his true mate was in heat for the first time and he aimed to please.

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Kouga curled his top lip back aggressively at Inuyasha before letting out a low growl. The young half demon stared at him in disbelief for a moment before throwing his ramen bowl down and springing to his feet.

“Can you believe this shit? Growling at… Why I- Fine! Take the fucking ramen. I hope you choke on it!” He kicked a clod of dirt in the ookami’s direction, nearly hitting Miroku, and ran for his Goshinboku tree.

The rest of the group stared after him before turning questioning gazes upon the young wolf demon. He cleared his throat self-consciously before speaking. “I-erm-well, you see…” He thought of an excuse frantically, hoping to come up with a good lie to appease them. He may be alpha but he didn’t want his future mate to contend with if he spoke the truth.

“He got more noodles than me?”

Miroku raised an eyebrow and turned back to his meal, shaking his head. Sango and Kagome exchanged looks before following in the monk’s footsteps. It had been like this for the past week, since Kouga had decided to join their group “temporarily”. Inuyasha had stressed the “temporarily”.

The two bickered back and forth like usual but something had undoubtedly changed. Even a blind man could see that. No longer did they fight physically. It was more of a mutual verbal standpoint. It was almost as if Inuyasha was afraid of the contact. And yes, the recent anti-was thing was ALL the half-demon’s idea, as well.

Kouga got to his feet and dusted off his fur wrap, flinging dirt particles every which way. “Going to console the cranky bitch,” he told no one in particular. Following Inuyasha’s heady scent, he retraced his footsteps.

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Inuyasha breathed in the fresh air, the first one taken outside the stifling atmosphere of the group. Tilting his head back, he closed his eyes, enjoying the caress of the wind against his face.

Aah, freedom. Such a simple that one tended to take for granted. This heat helped put things back into perspective.

The rough bark of the tree caressed his back comfortingly and he allowed himself to relax; the first time since Kouga’s arrival. Kouga. Just his name set his teeth on edge. That damned, flea-ridden, randy, cock-sure, sorry-excuse for a wolf! Just the sight of his arrogant face made him want to-

Inuyasha’s nipples hardened slightly beneath his haori and he felt his cock jump in interest. He sighed in exasperation before adjusting himself more comfortable in his pants. It was best if he didn’t think about him.

“Inuyasha!”

His eyes shot open and he nearly groaned in frustration. There, standing cockily with a fist on one lean hip, was the object of his irritation. He stiffened, pulling his knees up to his chest in hopes of hiding the revealing bulge.

“What the fuck is your problem, flea-bag?” He yelled. “Can’t I get a moment’s pea-” His words were cut short as Kouga jumped onto the branch and brought his face close to his own.

“So care to explain yourself?” The ookami growled, resting his arm over the half demon’s head, on the branch. His blue eyes stared intensely into his own gold ones and Inuyasha lost track of thought.

“Uh what?”

Kouga rolled his eyes and reiterated. “Just a couple of minutes ago, puppy. Why were you sitting so damned close to that monk? Are you two fucking?” The last part came out in a vicious snarl.

It was Inuyasha’s turn to roll his eyes. “Look, ya possessive dumbass! Let’s get this straight right now. One, I ain’t your property, so stop fucking acting like it!” He pushed at Kouga’s arm but it refused to budge. Sighing, he gentled his voice.

“And two, if him and I had been-eh- ya know, well, you would have smelled it. Do I smell like I’ve done anything remotely interesting this past week?” He gulped as the wolf took him up on his invitation to sniff him. ‘Oh shit.’ Wasn’t this what had gotten him into hot water the last time?

Kouga’s eyes dilated and the beautiful tribal tattoo slowly sprawled itself across his cheek. The wolf inhaled sharply and groaned, revealing sharp fangs. Inuyasha could see himself in the demon’s now red eyes and flushed. Did he really look that vulnerable?

A heavily clawed hand brushed aside a strand of hair from Inuyasha’s face before trailing down to trace his lips. He parted them involuntarily and a long digit slipped in.

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Kouga nearly cursed as his puppy closed his lips around his finger and sucked gently. His velvet tongue swirled around the pad and lapped at the salt lingering on his flesh. He hardened to the point of bursting and quickly withdrew his finger, replacing it with his own tongue.

The half demon squeaked in surprise as firm lips settled harshly onto his own. A slick, hot tongue prodded impatiently at the seam of his lips, demanding entrance. Seizing his chin, Kouga tugged down on it, forcefully opening Inuyasha’s mouth. He thrust his tongue into the moist wet cavern, gently licking the insides of the young half demon’s cheeks.

A small mewl escaped from Inuyasha’s throat and he pressed closer into the ookami’s hard body. Grabbing at the dominating tongue with his own, he sucked hungrily on it, sucking as if it were his last meal. The wolf could practically feel the smaller half demon’s arousal and he ached to take full advantage of it.

Kouga pulled back from Inuyasha, growing harder still at the sight of his flushed face. Chuckling at the whine of neglect, he trailed his hand down to visible bumps in the hanyou’s haori. He rolled a delicate bud through the fabric of the shirt, delighting at the small gasp. Inuyasha was such wanton whore when he was aroused. His little whore. His inner beast licked its chops at this thought. Whoa, down boy.

Brushing his lips against Inuyasha’s furred ear, he breathed softly into it. “Do you know how hard you’re making me, puppy? I just want to bend you over this branch and screw you into you come. Do you want that?” Still rolling his nipples, he brushed his hungry erection into the smaller half-demon, earning a soft cry.

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Inuyasha tossed his head back as the eager ookami began slowly thrusting against him. Oh gods. Dry humping. His body had been so on edge all day; he didn’t think he could last through even a couple of thrusts. So good… Why was he letting him do this again? But damn, it felt fucking unbelievable!

All thoughts fled from his head as Kouga gave a particularly hard thrust. His cock was so swollen; he was surprised it didn’t just explode. The head of his shaft was slick with his juices, dampening the front of his pants. Why did this always happen to him.

The wolf suddenly gave a fierce snarl and pulled Inuyasha almost protectively against his body. What was he going on about now? Dazed, his mind still on that impending orgasm, he shuddered happily as his cock came in contact with the demon’s lower abdomen. Oh gods yes, just a little bit more… He clutched frantically at Kouga’s armor as his release washed over. Who the fuck cared about cleaning pants when the most spectacular orgasm EVER had hit him.

He looked up at Kouga’s face, slightly embarrassed but too content to care at the moment. The demon had his gaze fixed just below the tree and his lip was pulled back into a vicious snarl. His whole body was tense against the half demon’s own boneless one. Was he mad that he hadn’t come? If so, that was too fucking bad on his part. No wait, he was looking at the ground. His sense of smell never worked right directly after coming, so he couldn’t sniff out the problem.

Inuyasha tried backing away to get a look at this “threat” but was held steadfast by the ookami’s arms. “What the hell? Let me go, ya fleabag. I just want to see what’s going on!” He kicked at the wolf’s shins but to no avail. He tried another tactical approach. Going limp in his arms, he waited a few moments, allowing the demon to think that he’d won. As soon as his arms let up, he was out of them and jumping on the ground.

He landed in a crouch and smiled smugly to himself. Still smirking, he looked up and froze. His gaze was directly crouch-level on a pair of white hakama, a thick erection displayed none-to-casually in them. Allowing his eyes to travel up, he slowly met the steady glare of a pair of crimson eyes. Sesshoumaru? He didn’t even want to know about the reasons behind the hard on but why the hell were his eyes all funky? He so didn’t want to fight right now.

Gulping, he started backing up until he ran into something solid. Sparing a quick glance behind him, his blood ran cold. Kouga’s legs. The wolf demon looked pissed, ready to kick major ass. His fangs had lengthened considerably and the markings on his face seemed to glow with more intensity. What was that all about?

A dark growl sounded from Sesshoumaru’s direction and turned around quickly, expecting his eminent death. Heat made him off-guard and he wasn’t enjoying the helplessness one bit. The great demon lord’s gaze, however, was fixed upon Kouga. Red gaze locked murderously upon red gaze and the air was rife was testosterone; so thick Inuyasha could taste it.

Sesshoumaru finally spoke, his voice low and gravelly, his inner beast dominant. “Step away from This One’s mate or suffer the repercussions, wolf.”

Inuyasha gaped up at him, in disbelief. Not him, too! Did he have a sign on his forehead that said, “Wanted: Assholes to Claim My Sorry Ass”? Pissed, he spoke up.

“Listen, ya fuck heads. I don’t know what you two are going on about but I sure as hell don’t care to listen. Why don’t ya both just go back to your collective sides of the country and LEAVE ME ALONE! I got enough dignity to not want either of you two wackos for mates.”

Kouga chuckled softly behind him and Sesshoumaru turned his cold gaze upon him. “You dare speak to me of dignity when you come like an ignorant whelp in your pants? How… uncouth.” Even as he said this, the great demon lord’s arousal seemed to heighten, making Inuyasha feel dizzy and…turned on. He wondered what it would be like if Sesshoumaru was that dominating and aggressive in bed. Freezing, he shook his head.

‘Am I really that easy?’ he thought, indignantly. ‘Watch, some ugly-ass worm demon will come along next and I’ll probably want to 69 with it.’

The wolf demon had tensed behind him and was snarling. “It doesn’t matter what you think of him, dog. He’s not YOUR mate. He’s MINE!” He wrapped an arm around Inuyasha’s waist and pulled him up and against him, bringing the half demon out of his thoughts.

“Wha- What?! Hell no! I’m not yours… I’m not anyone’s! Get it through your thick skull, Kouga!” He yelled, thoroughly pissed. What, was he some slave at an auction? Something the highest bidder could lay claim to?

Pulling away, he grabbed the handle of his sword and withdrew it. “If either of you two idiots come near me again, I’m ‘back-lash waving’ your asses straight to the hells. Got it?” He started backing away, sword held protectively in front of him. He felt like the chaste virgin in Kagome’s romance novels, surrounded by lecherous men. He shot a quick glare at his erection. Chaste, his ass. Whores had more class.

Sesshoumaru stepped forward, an uncharacteristic smirk forming on his lips. “Oh, that’s what you think, little brother.”


A.N: A cliffhanger. You know, I have no idea why I’m leaving you poor readers on a cliffhanger… I hate it when an author does it. Oh well. *laughs * That kissing scene with Inuyasha and Kouga, I kept picturing Kouga as Rambo, going all stealth-like into the “jungle” of doom. *shakes head * Anyway, I hope that this chapter was alright. Please, review and flames are welcome.