Salvation

“Sesh!! Wait up will ya!”
“Hurry up, mutt,” Sesshomaru’s tone was hard but his features were soft. He watched as his kid brother ran up to him from the lush halls of his palace. Inuyasha’s heels made soft tapping sounds as they padded lightly over the marble floors, his silver hair flying behind his head. The smaller demon grinned as he jumped and was caught in a single motion in his brothers arms (this was before Sesshomaru had his arm removed). The boy laughed as his brother swung him effortlessly in a circle.

“Sesh! You’re gonna drop me!” he cried out excitedly. Sesshomaru merely set him down and kept walking down the hall to his room. Inuyasha grinned and followed him. He knew that his brother had to start his work, being the heir to the Western Lands and everything. He himself took no part in this studying business. To him, it was too official and lacked any action.

“Sesh,” His older brother glanced over his shoulder at Inuyasha. “Why do you spend all of your time with your big nose in a book? You could be out fighting all of the scum in the Kingdom! Bam! Bam!” He made punching motions, a little clumsily but with good effort.

Sesshomaru opened the door to his room and walked to his study, leaving the door open for Inuyasha to follow.

“Inuyasha,” he said quietly. His brother grabbed his hand, lacing his fingers with his brother’s, and looked up at him with his full attention. “Come sit with me.” Inuyasha grinned, this was always a good sign, and his small ears pricked forward.

Sesshomaru led him to the futon by the fireplace and sat down, putting Inuyasha down beside himself. This was a rare treat for his little brother, for he almost never let him be with him while he read.

“Lay down and be still,” he said to him as he took a scroll from his nearby shelf and began reading and writing. Inuyasha was antsy, but he remained as still and silent as he could.

Nearly half an hour later, judging by the sun, he shifted and rolled onto his side. Sesshomaru stopped writing and looked down at Inuyasha. His golden eyes locked and the older one smiled.

“You have been more patient than usual,” he said. “I will reward you shortly.” Inuyasha grinned and he laid his head in Sesshomaru’s lap gently. He took a deep breath of his older brother’s scent. To him it was as good as the smell of his enemy’s blood from a fight.

Almost an hour later, Sesshomaru discarded the many scrolls, books, and sheets of paper and ink around him. He pushed them to the side and looked down at the little half demon in his lap.

“Now, little brother,” Inuyasha’s eyes flew open. He’d been dozing. “Let’s get down to real business.” Sesshomaru lifted his head off of his lap and placed his little brother the right way on the futon. Inuyasha gave him a small grin as his older brother nestled his body on top of his own. A light smile played across the young Lords perfect lips, a smile filled with mischief. He placed his hands on either side of Inuyasha’s head, combing his fingers through his silky hair.

Inuyasha smiled and let out a breath through his nose. His own hands came up and rested on either side of Sesshomaru’s neck, his thumbs rubbing up and down gently. Sesshomaru leaned down and softly kissed his lips. The kiss was brief, but it spoke endlessly to both of them, though the meanings were completely different. Inuyasha craned his head forward, not wanting the contact to end so soon and he captured the honey tasting lips with his own.

“Patience,” the Lord whispered. “You will have your pleasures,” He paused to kiss him lightly. “Just as soon as I’ve had mine.” Inuyasha whined quietly, but he relaxed more. Sesshomaru started trailing little kisses down his jaw and neck. He let his hands out of the silver hair and slide down the half demon’s body and back. The younger brother felt as if his skin was on fire. He began to pour out sweat and his breathing became ragged and labored.

The kisses seemed to trail on forever, and pretty soon both brothers were had mild erections. They continued to rub bodies and caress each other until Sesshomaru started to get rougher and more demanding. Inuyasha never got used to his brothers sudden mood changes and, as usual, he became automatically submissive. His soft ears curled back and his body slackened as the older Prince bit and scratched roughly at him.

“Please...”he whimpered pitifully. His brother had just drawn blood on his shoulder. “...brother, not so hard. It hurts...” His only response was a haggard growl. Sesshomaru then did something that caught Inuyasha completely off guard. Snapping his arms around the smaller brother, he rolled to the very edge of the futon until the young demon was on top.

Inuyasha gasped in surprise. “Brother...what?”he breathed out. “You’ve always been dominant, what’er you doin’?”

Sesshomaru looked deep into his little brother’s identical golden eyes. All he saw was warmth, confusion, love, and security; no distrust, fear, or anything negative reflected in the golden pools. To Inuyasha, Sesshomaru was his God. There was no other force that could convince him otherwise, the Prince knew this but he did not take advantage of his brother’s belief. To the younger brother, Sesshomaru made the Sun rise and fall, he made the seasons come and go, he made creatures live and die, and he would always be there for him.

To Sesshomaru, Inuyasha was so much less. He simply existed, his little brother held no meaning of value to him except to fulfill his lustful needs on occasion. Inuyasha was a stress reliever and something to be laughed at silently when he did something foolish or funny. He was like the young Lord’s little pet, his brother would follow him anywhere and he would be company. Though Sesshomaru thought so little of his remaining kin, he never mistreated the demon or let anyone else do it. On the few occasions where Inuyasha had returned to the palace with signs of beatings, Sesshomaru had made the criminals pay...dearly. No one would smear his family’s good name and get away with it.

Sesshomaru reached up and kissed under Inuyasha’s jaw, nipping the skin. His voice was rough, yet calm, as he spoke. “I must leave tomorrow.” Inuyasha’s eyes and face lit up immediately. “I must make this journey alone, you are to stay here at the palace while I’m gone. I don’t want any escapades, fights, or killings while I’m gone.” Inuyasha’s face fell like a bag of stones at those words. He loved to get into trouble, but he loved more to please and be with his brother.

He nodded solemnly in understanding, but his mind quickly went blank as his brother pressed his own hips up into Inuyasha’s crotch area. He groaned softly and moved forward more onto his stomach as Sesshomaru began rubbing his outer thighs.

“Damn..this feels so...” Inuyasha couldn’t finish the sentence. He felt the young Lord’s hands wander under his common house kimono and start to caress his chest and stomach muscles. His silky hands worked around until the kimono until it was loose enough to slide off Inuyasha’s upper body. Inuyasha wasted no time in getting Sesshomaru’s kimono off completely, and he just sat there gazing at the God-like body his older brother had.

Inuyasha felt his cock harden even more at the sight of his brother laying naked under him, the feeling of being the dominant one felt good, yet nerve wracking. He had no clue on what to do, so he did what he would do in any situation where he was unsure of something.
“Sesshomaru, I don’t know how to do this.” The young Prince looked up at him and sighed lightly.
“Don’t worry, there will be no pain involved for either of us.” Inuyasha didn’t quite understand. Whenever they had copulated there had always been pain involved, for a short time anyways. Was there some way to avoid it?
“How’s that gonna happen?” Sesshomaru explained to his brother the way to do it properly. “Okay, sounds easy enough. Do I gotta swallow, though?”His tone was curious. Sesshomaru shook his head. Inuyasha grinned in excitement and then went down on his brother.

He had never done this before and was a little awkward, but he was rather skilled when he got the hang of it. His mouth moved up and down slowly on the enlarged cock, making it twitch and pulse. Sesshomaru moaned quietly as Inuyasha massaged his inner thigh with both hands. Inuyasha moved his mouth to lap at the sides and run his mouth up and down gently. One hand reached under to massaged and grip his tense sack. Sesshomaru’s hips bucked up into his hot mouth, seeking a faster release.

Inuyasha had to keep pace with his eager brother, or risk choking. He loved the taste of his elder brother, loved the silkiness of his skin, but what he loved more than anything were the sweet words he spoke to him. They soothed and comforted him, reassuring him that everything was alright and that nothing bad would befall him. Sesshomaru’s hands combed through his hair, tugging slightly and urging him on.

“Faster, little brother,” he moaned out. He arched his back up as Inuyasha quickened his pace. His claws dug into the younger one’s scalp. Sesshomaru suddenly felt cold air around his cock and the warmth left it abruptly. He gasped at the cold and looked down to see what was wrong. What he saw made his blood run cold. Inuyasha was looking up at him with blood red eyes and fangs, larger than even his own. He was snarling at him like a rabid dog.

“Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru’s hands quickly left his little brother’s hair and he propped himself up on his elbows. “Inuyasha, what are you doing?” The tone he used suggested a very real warning. Inuyasha’s lip curled back to reveal the rest of his elongated fangs and he growled deep in his throat. Without any warning, the younger brother grabbed Sesshmaru’s hips and plunged into him. Sesshomaru’s back arched upwards suddenly and he yelled out in immense pain.

Inuyasha growled and began thrusting wildly into him. Sesshomaru snarled like a trapped animal and extended his own claws. He reached up to claw his brother off of him, but his hands were captured and pinned above his head with only one of his little brother’s hands. Inuyasha took his free hand and held down his brothers abdomen digging his claws in slightly, just enough to draw blood.

“Inuyasha! Stop this!” he yelled out. His brother continued to pound into him, getting harder and faster with each thrust he delivered. Sesshomaru’s walls expanded painfully to accommodate the large intrusion inside of him. He groaned and tried to buck upwards to get away from it but was held down by the other hand. Inuyasha growled leaned over to bite his shoulder.

“Ahh!” Sesshomaru felt Inuyasha’s sharp teeth sink in and the warm blood flow out. He snarled again and twisted his head to face his brother’s neck. He wasted not time in biting down fiercely, but this only caused Inuyasha to growl and slam into him harder. Sesshomaru heard skin slap against skin as the full length of his cock was rammed into him. He felt a slight pulse of pleasure as Inuyasha angled into him slightly, but still the pain overwhelmed him.

Inuyasha’s thrust became shorter and more jerky as he neared his climax. He dragged his claws down from Sesshomaru’s hip along the side of his leg, to just under his knee. This caused his brother to hiss and bend his leg up in an attempt to get away from the sharp claws. Needless to say, they drew blood. Inuyasha rubbed his hand on the underside of his leg, smearing the blood around as he did. He reached his peak with a few more wild thrusts and slammed into him one final time. He held that position for a moment while his seed exploded into his older brother. Then he looked down at the young Prince he had just claimed.

“Now,” he said in a gravel like voice. “I claim you as mine.” With that he bent down to bite his neck, marking him as his ‘bitch’. Sesshomaru saw this and made one last attempt to free himself. Suddenly Sesshomaru’s fist made contact with Inuyasha’s chest and he was thrown off back into a wall, hard enough to leave a good dent in the wood. His head collided with a support beam behind the thin wall. He gasped as the wind was knocked out of him and his eyes changed back to gold as he blacked out. That was the last thing Inuyasha remembered.

Sesshomaru was on his feet in an instant, shaking all over and sweating. He’d come that close to being marked. He glanced over his shoulder to see if anyone was approaching. Seeing there was noone, he turned back to look at the limp body that was his brothers. He looked as though nothing had even happened and he was just sleeping.

Sesshomaru walked calmly over to his clothing chest and drew out some black silk pants he used to train in. He almost felt sorry for hitting his little brother so hard. The young Prince felt the sting on the back of his thigh and the coolness of the blood running down his shoulder and the back of his legs. A very familiar voice came from his doorway.

“What happened in here?” Sesshomaru had know the voice all of his life.


“Inuyasha attacked me, father.” he replied without emotion. He stood and turned to face
the man. Their father had long, flowing white hair that reached down to his hips held back in a warriors ponytail. His face resembled Sesshomaru’s a lot. He had the red-purple markings and the pointed ears. His armor was the same as his eldest sons.


His face grew stern as he regarded Sesshomaru. He cared very much for both of them, but if Sesshomaru didn’t provide a valid reason for striking Inuyasha as he did, the King would
have to take severe action.


“Why have you struck your younger brother? What has he done?”


“He attacked me and tried to claim me with the mark.” Neither Sesshomaru nor his father showed any emotion and both fell silent. After a long pause, he father spoke.


“Has he claimed you in any other way?” His voice was hard as he spoke.


Sesshomaru’s eyes traveled over to the wall and settled on his limp brother. The young Prince knew better than to try and lie to his father, he could smell if he was lying. On the other hand, though, if he knew about their little romps, he might cast them from the castle. Sesshomaru hated to admit it, but he knew that he wasn’t ready or able to survive just yet on his own. He needed to decide now, not answering would give it away...