My Lord Father
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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
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Category:
InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,584
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
15-18
Author's Note: Prompts from Iyhedonism and Iy_bsides.
15. Mine
My Lord Father never disputes that I am Alpha. My Lady Mother could sense it when I was still in the womb. My aura rings with the power imbued me by heritage. I was born to lead and lead I will. Yet, when you summon me to consult on a matter of diplomacy or defense, showing the beginnings of a respect I strive daily to earn, your scent is rich with the message that I will never surpass you or belong to any other as I belong to you. I meet this truth, head-on, and bow to it without yielding.
16. Fresh
Which reeks more, Papa, the new human whore or your pride in adding to your stable? I can smell both, and the knowledge that you will surely pup this one, as I am forced to join you at the banquet table, a diplomatic dinner that would turn my stomach even if not for the stench of your shameless sexual avarice. I sip tea and foment rebellion in my soul, not in challenge to your rule and consider inevitable, but against a life of stockpiling. How many moons will this bitch occupy you, Papa, keep you from an only son's bed?
17. Raw
Flay me alive, Papa. Skin me down to the bone. Lay bare the truth for us both to see and hear and smell. Devour my flesh with your razor-clawed possessiveness, your perfect, vicious love. Hurt me as I hurt you and know you will never shame me. Brutally bound, bare and sweating blood, I crave your hard gaze upon every inch of my body, beating yourself as you beat me. Every stroke is perfect, the lashes unrelenting, until there is no crime and no punishment, only the one true reality of father and son, alpha and alpha, now and forever.
18. Green
It's new, this "invitation." Does it speak of my growth in your eyes from a harshly indulged child to the desiring adult I am swiftly becoming? Or is it simply a new form of entertainment, a display to make you hard, like a concubine's seductive dance? The youkai servant is well chosen, a bitch and yet slender and boyish. Of low yet respectful birth, she quietly disrobes and readies herself for my mount. She will not receive my seed. O Papa, if my cock is hard, it is because you, not she, command my performance. How could it be otherwise?
15. Mine
My Lord Father never disputes that I am Alpha. My Lady Mother could sense it when I was still in the womb. My aura rings with the power imbued me by heritage. I was born to lead and lead I will. Yet, when you summon me to consult on a matter of diplomacy or defense, showing the beginnings of a respect I strive daily to earn, your scent is rich with the message that I will never surpass you or belong to any other as I belong to you. I meet this truth, head-on, and bow to it without yielding.
16. Fresh
Which reeks more, Papa, the new human whore or your pride in adding to your stable? I can smell both, and the knowledge that you will surely pup this one, as I am forced to join you at the banquet table, a diplomatic dinner that would turn my stomach even if not for the stench of your shameless sexual avarice. I sip tea and foment rebellion in my soul, not in challenge to your rule and consider inevitable, but against a life of stockpiling. How many moons will this bitch occupy you, Papa, keep you from an only son's bed?
17. Raw
Flay me alive, Papa. Skin me down to the bone. Lay bare the truth for us both to see and hear and smell. Devour my flesh with your razor-clawed possessiveness, your perfect, vicious love. Hurt me as I hurt you and know you will never shame me. Brutally bound, bare and sweating blood, I crave your hard gaze upon every inch of my body, beating yourself as you beat me. Every stroke is perfect, the lashes unrelenting, until there is no crime and no punishment, only the one true reality of father and son, alpha and alpha, now and forever.
18. Green
It's new, this "invitation." Does it speak of my growth in your eyes from a harshly indulged child to the desiring adult I am swiftly becoming? Or is it simply a new form of entertainment, a display to make you hard, like a concubine's seductive dance? The youkai servant is well chosen, a bitch and yet slender and boyish. Of low yet respectful birth, she quietly disrobes and readies herself for my mount. She will not receive my seed. O Papa, if my cock is hard, it is because you, not she, command my performance. How could it be otherwise?