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Chapter 2: First Contact
“Ini-Herit”
By: God of Insanity
Summary: Fresh out of high school and having to deal with the recent death of his father, Sesshoumaru gets a job as an intern at a prosperous business in order to support his sister. Of course, that doesn’t stop the business corp.’s boss from molesting him.
Pairing(s): Naraku/Sesshoumaru, (Surprise)/Sesshoumaru
Future Warning(s): AU (Modern), Heavy Yaoi, SesshUKE, Lemons, Original Character, Language, Oral, Angst, Maledom, D/s, and WIP.
Chapter Warning(s): AU (Modern), Implied deaths, Angst, Sesshoumaru kind of being molested, and WIP.
A/N: Uh...I don't have much to say except that I hope you enjoy it and reviews are greatly appreciated. ^^ Don't hestiate to ask me questions or requests, either.
Chapter 2: “First Contact”
Sesshoumaru quietly opened the office door and slipped inside the room silently. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness of the dungeon-like room and his nocturnal vision kicked in. He didn’t visibly glance at the one-way mirror, but he could see it from the corners of his eyes. ‘So, I was right. This guy likes to watch...’ The young youkai thought to himself as he stood still in the middle of the room, waiting for further instruction. This “Nakajima” was no where in the room, although the intern could still smell his unique scent. He knew everyone else’s scent already and this scent was new, so it had to be his new boss’s scent.
Sesshoumaru suddenly felt a dark presence behind him and the aura with said presence was nothing he had ever felt before or could even relate to. Before his brain could register the thought to move, strong arms ensnared him like a Venus fly trap would a fly. Ignoring his instincts, the inu youkai didn’t even move a muscle. He was going to do anything to avoid harm or death because he needed to return home to take care of his sister.
A hot, wet appendage slowly trailed itself from Sesshoumaru’s Adam’s apple to his earlobe, which left a moist path of saliva in its wake. The young demon stood stock-still, but he couldn’t stop the involuntary shivers that ran through his frigid body. He also didn’t fail to notice a large hand that climbed up underneath his shirt to explore the trembling planes of his chest and abdomen. Said hand was so close to brushing against one of his nipples until—
“Sesshoumaru! Are you with me? Mr. Taishou, wherever you may be, please return to the land of the living! Kagura told me you were a bright one, but maybe the wench was wrong, eh?” An amused voice chided Sesshoumaru out of his naughty reverie.
The inu youkai was a bit shocked to see a dark-haired man sitting cross-legged on his desk with his hands folded in his lap. Said dark-haired man smirked at him and stared at him imperviously with one of his dark eyebrows arched. Something akin to amusement and something else that was unreadable glittered in the kumo’s ruby eyes.
Sesshoumaru wanted to smack himself for being caught daydreaming about someone he hadn’t even met yet. Not only was it very unnatural and abnormal of Sesshoumaru to have daydreams, it was just not in his character to have any sexual fantasies. As hard as it was for anyone to believe, the boy had never experienced any wet dreams or fantasized about anything sexual. Up until now, the dog demon was inexplicably asexual.
So why now?
For lack of a better word, the young man was simply speechless. He didn’t know what to say or even how to explain his recent unguarded moment. His brain quickly decided to throw something into his mouth, even if it were to sound moronic.
“I am present. Please do forgive me. I was lost...in my own thoughts.” Sesshoumaru apologized as he bowed his head enough to show respect. Silver tendrils of hair cascaded down over his shoulders almost like water. “I presume that you are indeed Mr. Nakajima?”
“I’ll bet you were.” Naraku smiled easily, his crafty smile told otherwise. “Hai, I am Mr. Nakajima. I heard nothing but good things about you, Sesshoumaru. At this point, I do not know what to believe, but I do hope that you don’t disappoint me. What do you think?” Naraku leaned back causally in his chair as he observed the young man.
Sesshoumaru kept a passive face even though he did feel somewhat intimidated by this odd man that was supposed to be his boss. He had the distinct feeling that Nakajima was playing with him, but he still did not want to risk anything. “It is not what I think that matters. It is what you think that matters.”
“Ah, you flatter me. I see you’re much more intelligent and craftier than you were credited for...” The kumo replied as he tapped one of his index fingers against his chin. A thousand thoughts seemed to whirl inside of his devious mind. He had more than half a mind to throw the kid on the table and screw him senseless, but that wouldn’t do.
He was already intrigued with this kid and he knew it.
“Mr. Nakajima?”
Startled, Naraku looked over at Sesshoumaru and realized that they had both been silent for several long minutes. He must have been deep in thought, or else he wouldn’t have been shocked to hear someone address him. Normally, he would have been seriously pissed off at anyone who spoke to him without permission first, but the sound of that smooth voice pleased him.
“What is it, precious?” Naraku purred, his chin resting in his left hand.
Sesshoumaru blinked twice in confusion before he responded, “Precious? Did I hear right?”
“You seem to have very good ears, Sesshoumaru, but perhaps it is your mind that does not want to hear…” The older demon trailed off, a strange, yet distant look in his captivating eyes.
The inu youkai subtly shifted his weight to his other foot and was tempted to use his hands to fidget with something, but he chose to keep them frozen at his sides. After all, it would not do to appear affected in anyone’s presence, especially Naraku’s. He wasn’t sure what the hell his boss was talking about, so he chose to remain silent just in case he wasn’t done with his odd little speech.
Reality returned to the kumo and he once again studied the younger man with unwavering eyes. A small smile that didn’t look entirely innocent graced the spider demon’s face and the dog demon wasn’t sure if he liked it.
“I know you are probably wondering why I have summoned you here…” Naraku’s free hand tapped almost lazily on his desk as he carefully watched his employee.
“That has crossed my mind, sir, but I have reached the conclusion that as the boss and owner of this Corporation, you wish to make sure everything is up to par. I know that if I were you, I would probably want to inspect any new changes that have occurred, especially new employees.”
Naraku’s smile grew wider and he resumed tapping his fingers on his desk. Whenever Sesshoumaru spoke, he halted all sound and movement so he could listen to the boy’s silken voice. That voice washed over him like the most sensual of music and he was always tempted to just close his eyes. Of course, the view was spectacular, as well.
“Ah, you are partly correct. I have also summoned you into my office because I’m specifically curious about…you.”
“Me?” Sesshoumaru had to admit that he was stumped about that. Why would anyone be curious about him? It’s not like he was something special or anything.
“Yes, you. Do you know why or even what I am curious about?”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed a bit due to the feeling he got that his boss was playing some kind of mind game with him. He retorted monotonously, “I haven’t the slightest idea.”
Naraku abruptly stood up and he causally walked over to the younger man as if they were long-time friends. He stood before him, leaving about a foot and a half of space between them. He was very tempted to circle around the boy like a predator does his prey, but he didn’t want to scare him off just yet.
Sesshoumaru’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground; this guy was freaking tall! The inu youkai was rather tall himself and stood about 6’1”, but he knew that his boss was probably 11 inches taller than him. His father had been a tall man and it had never bothered him, but for some reason, the kumo’s height helped intimidate the inu even more.
“Maybe I’m curious about…” Strong, yet lengthy fingers traced the contours of the silver-haired man’s face until they stopped on full lips that seemed to beg to be parted for something other than words. “…how you taste.”
TBC…
By: God of Insanity
Summary: Fresh out of high school and having to deal with the recent death of his father, Sesshoumaru gets a job as an intern at a prosperous business in order to support his sister. Of course, that doesn’t stop the business corp.’s boss from molesting him.
Pairing(s): Naraku/Sesshoumaru, (Surprise)/Sesshoumaru
Future Warning(s): AU (Modern), Heavy Yaoi, SesshUKE, Lemons, Original Character, Language, Oral, Angst, Maledom, D/s, and WIP.
Chapter Warning(s): AU (Modern), Implied deaths, Angst, Sesshoumaru kind of being molested, and WIP.
A/N: Uh...I don't have much to say except that I hope you enjoy it and reviews are greatly appreciated. ^^ Don't hestiate to ask me questions or requests, either.
Chapter 2: “First Contact”
Sesshoumaru quietly opened the office door and slipped inside the room silently. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness of the dungeon-like room and his nocturnal vision kicked in. He didn’t visibly glance at the one-way mirror, but he could see it from the corners of his eyes. ‘So, I was right. This guy likes to watch...’ The young youkai thought to himself as he stood still in the middle of the room, waiting for further instruction. This “Nakajima” was no where in the room, although the intern could still smell his unique scent. He knew everyone else’s scent already and this scent was new, so it had to be his new boss’s scent.
Sesshoumaru suddenly felt a dark presence behind him and the aura with said presence was nothing he had ever felt before or could even relate to. Before his brain could register the thought to move, strong arms ensnared him like a Venus fly trap would a fly. Ignoring his instincts, the inu youkai didn’t even move a muscle. He was going to do anything to avoid harm or death because he needed to return home to take care of his sister.
A hot, wet appendage slowly trailed itself from Sesshoumaru’s Adam’s apple to his earlobe, which left a moist path of saliva in its wake. The young demon stood stock-still, but he couldn’t stop the involuntary shivers that ran through his frigid body. He also didn’t fail to notice a large hand that climbed up underneath his shirt to explore the trembling planes of his chest and abdomen. Said hand was so close to brushing against one of his nipples until—
“Sesshoumaru! Are you with me? Mr. Taishou, wherever you may be, please return to the land of the living! Kagura told me you were a bright one, but maybe the wench was wrong, eh?” An amused voice chided Sesshoumaru out of his naughty reverie.
The inu youkai was a bit shocked to see a dark-haired man sitting cross-legged on his desk with his hands folded in his lap. Said dark-haired man smirked at him and stared at him imperviously with one of his dark eyebrows arched. Something akin to amusement and something else that was unreadable glittered in the kumo’s ruby eyes.
Sesshoumaru wanted to smack himself for being caught daydreaming about someone he hadn’t even met yet. Not only was it very unnatural and abnormal of Sesshoumaru to have daydreams, it was just not in his character to have any sexual fantasies. As hard as it was for anyone to believe, the boy had never experienced any wet dreams or fantasized about anything sexual. Up until now, the dog demon was inexplicably asexual.
So why now?
For lack of a better word, the young man was simply speechless. He didn’t know what to say or even how to explain his recent unguarded moment. His brain quickly decided to throw something into his mouth, even if it were to sound moronic.
“I am present. Please do forgive me. I was lost...in my own thoughts.” Sesshoumaru apologized as he bowed his head enough to show respect. Silver tendrils of hair cascaded down over his shoulders almost like water. “I presume that you are indeed Mr. Nakajima?”
“I’ll bet you were.” Naraku smiled easily, his crafty smile told otherwise. “Hai, I am Mr. Nakajima. I heard nothing but good things about you, Sesshoumaru. At this point, I do not know what to believe, but I do hope that you don’t disappoint me. What do you think?” Naraku leaned back causally in his chair as he observed the young man.
Sesshoumaru kept a passive face even though he did feel somewhat intimidated by this odd man that was supposed to be his boss. He had the distinct feeling that Nakajima was playing with him, but he still did not want to risk anything. “It is not what I think that matters. It is what you think that matters.”
“Ah, you flatter me. I see you’re much more intelligent and craftier than you were credited for...” The kumo replied as he tapped one of his index fingers against his chin. A thousand thoughts seemed to whirl inside of his devious mind. He had more than half a mind to throw the kid on the table and screw him senseless, but that wouldn’t do.
He was already intrigued with this kid and he knew it.
“Mr. Nakajima?”
Startled, Naraku looked over at Sesshoumaru and realized that they had both been silent for several long minutes. He must have been deep in thought, or else he wouldn’t have been shocked to hear someone address him. Normally, he would have been seriously pissed off at anyone who spoke to him without permission first, but the sound of that smooth voice pleased him.
“What is it, precious?” Naraku purred, his chin resting in his left hand.
Sesshoumaru blinked twice in confusion before he responded, “Precious? Did I hear right?”
“You seem to have very good ears, Sesshoumaru, but perhaps it is your mind that does not want to hear…” The older demon trailed off, a strange, yet distant look in his captivating eyes.
The inu youkai subtly shifted his weight to his other foot and was tempted to use his hands to fidget with something, but he chose to keep them frozen at his sides. After all, it would not do to appear affected in anyone’s presence, especially Naraku’s. He wasn’t sure what the hell his boss was talking about, so he chose to remain silent just in case he wasn’t done with his odd little speech.
Reality returned to the kumo and he once again studied the younger man with unwavering eyes. A small smile that didn’t look entirely innocent graced the spider demon’s face and the dog demon wasn’t sure if he liked it.
“I know you are probably wondering why I have summoned you here…” Naraku’s free hand tapped almost lazily on his desk as he carefully watched his employee.
“That has crossed my mind, sir, but I have reached the conclusion that as the boss and owner of this Corporation, you wish to make sure everything is up to par. I know that if I were you, I would probably want to inspect any new changes that have occurred, especially new employees.”
Naraku’s smile grew wider and he resumed tapping his fingers on his desk. Whenever Sesshoumaru spoke, he halted all sound and movement so he could listen to the boy’s silken voice. That voice washed over him like the most sensual of music and he was always tempted to just close his eyes. Of course, the view was spectacular, as well.
“Ah, you are partly correct. I have also summoned you into my office because I’m specifically curious about…you.”
“Me?” Sesshoumaru had to admit that he was stumped about that. Why would anyone be curious about him? It’s not like he was something special or anything.
“Yes, you. Do you know why or even what I am curious about?”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed a bit due to the feeling he got that his boss was playing some kind of mind game with him. He retorted monotonously, “I haven’t the slightest idea.”
Naraku abruptly stood up and he causally walked over to the younger man as if they were long-time friends. He stood before him, leaving about a foot and a half of space between them. He was very tempted to circle around the boy like a predator does his prey, but he didn’t want to scare him off just yet.
Sesshoumaru’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground; this guy was freaking tall! The inu youkai was rather tall himself and stood about 6’1”, but he knew that his boss was probably 11 inches taller than him. His father had been a tall man and it had never bothered him, but for some reason, the kumo’s height helped intimidate the inu even more.
“Maybe I’m curious about…” Strong, yet lengthy fingers traced the contours of the silver-haired man’s face until they stopped on full lips that seemed to beg to be parted for something other than words. “…how you taste.”
TBC…