Through The Night

A/N: Short but sweet… I hope. Probably more funny than anything. Certainly not going to satisfy Izzi's ravenous appetite :D but written for her nonetheless. I'm all tapped out of fiction at the moment, I'm afraid. o.O For Author's Notes too, apparently. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading! :)

Race to the Finish

"What do you mean you don't know what sex the pups are? I thought you were the all powerful Sesshoumaru!"

He was like this more and more as time went by, drawing closer and closer to when their pups would be born. Not that it was much of a change from the usual, but he did seem more easily irked. And it was no wonder; he was uncomfortable, constantly hungry—not that that was unusual in itself—and seemingly even more frequently horny. Not that Sesshoumaru was one to complain; he was all too happy to satisfy his sexual cravings, as he was trying to now. He would just rather there was a little less talk and a lot more-

"Sesshoumaru, are you listening to me?"

He looked up from the nipple he sucked, the hand resting on his swollen stomach lifting to his cheek. "There are many things an inuyoukai can sense. The sex of one's pups is not one of them." He continued his ministrations, finding himself trying despite his better knowledge to get a sense of what was going on within his mate as he moved down his body, ready to forget it and move on to more practical matters when he felt a flutter of movement beneath the hand returned to his brother's belly.

"Hey, maybe if you ask them they can tell you: one kick for yes, two for no."

Sesshoumaru raised his head once again, throwing his hair over his shoulder and away from his brother's cock. "Perhaps later," he smirked. "Your curiosity is not what I aim to satisfy just now." He lowered his mouth to the organ standing in rigid salute to him, the head enveloped by moist heat. InuYasha moaned his approval, claws running through his brother's silver hair, the tickle of the strands spilling down his shoulder again felt to his thigh.

The tickle was almost too much to endure, InuYasha giggling between gasps and sighs, as was Sesshoumaru's mounting desire, his figure turned in the blink of an eye, his brother pulled on his side and down the bed, gold eyes so much like his own opening on his aniki's growing erection. He took it into his mouth, his moans vibrating around it, sending Sesshoumaru on the verge of reaching climax before his brother. He mimicked his motions, curling his fingers around his girth when he did InuYasha's, hands pumping in near simultaneous rhythm, along with their mouths. And so the race they'd run before began: who could get who to come first, who could hold out the longest. Nothing wrong with a little brotherly competition. Sesshoumaru increased the pace, his brother barely keeping up, too close to concentrate. InuYasha jerked, a little yelp surrounding his cock, his salty satisfaction warm against his tongue.

But InuYasha wouldn't fall far behind, his full attention now on satisfying his alpha, licking and sucking, taking no time to tease him like he might any other night, Sesshoumaru feeling his groin tighten in blissful release. They lay there panting and sighing, breath warm against one another's thighs, Sesshoumaru grateful it seemed InuYasha was at last speechless.

"Hey." He spoke too soon.

"Yes, InuYasha?"

"I'm hungry."

Sesshoumaru sat up, restraining a groan. "Of course. I will have the servants bring you something." He stood, smiling tightly, patting his brother's hand before gathering his clothes.