The Last of Their Kind

Inuyasha woke after two hours and blinked his eyes. Sesshomaru was sleeping deeply next to him, face peaceful and relaxed. The hanyou propped his head up on his hand and watched him a while, wondering again why he was so tired. The youkai’s skin was a hint pale as well; but maybe the reattached arm was to blame for that. He couldn’t help tracing the crescent on his forehead, and smiled as Sesshomaru shivered in his sleep, his nipples even hardened as the delighted hanyou stroked his markings. The youkai murmured something and shifted closer to him, making Inuyasha feel warm and wanted. He nuzzled his brother’s cheek, not sure if he should try and wake the sleeping youkai; he looked so peaceful, so relaxed and so accepting of his presence while he slept. Instead he watched him a while, pondering the many little mysterious things of the evening so far.

When he was so badly hurt, why hadn’t he transformed? Tessaiga was lying by his clothes, far from his reach, yet he’d not even felt a hint of the burning violent change that would have stopped his death more surely than Tenseiga’s power. Maybe he’d not been that close to death? Or was it that he’d had faith in Sesshomaru, that his brother wouldn’t let him die like that here in this place. He did not need to fight to live, so he’d not transformed; was that it?

And also; what exactly had happened to Tenseiga? He knew it could revive the dead somehow, but he he’d actually only seen that sword in action once. It had been a slender, perfect kitana then. Unlike Tessaiga, which was battle scarred and seemingly dull, Tenseiga was a shining and according to Toutousai, perfect blade. He knew from Sesshomaru’s reaction that Tenseiga had never transformed before. So why tonight? Was it because Sesshomaru had sought to save a life, rather than revive one?

“When mastered, Tenseiga can resurrect one-hundred lives, but the person who wields it must be able to care, to have love in his heart to master it and this ultimate power! ” Toutousai’s old-man’s wheeze echoed in his mind. He looked down at Sesshomaru’s sleeping features; did this mean that Sesshomaru had finally learned to love… to love even his little brother? He flushed and felt his ears flatten as their more intimate moments came to mind; this wasn’t love though, this was lust, wasn’t it? Memories of Sesshomaru kissing him, touching him with gentle fingertips, spooning so close after they came that they never broke the fragile connection between them flashed in his head, confusing him further.

If Sesshomaru only felt lust for him, would he have come here again to meet him? Couldn’t he or anyone else for that matter indulge desire with any willing or even purchased partner? Was his very presence here, his willingness to come be with Inuyasha again a sign he did care, possibly loved his little brother at last?

The hanyou drooped, actually whining in his distress; after a lifetime of abuse and anger, hatred and rejection, he simply was too afraid to trust this hopeful, pathetic train of thought. Sesshomaru simply wanted his body, and didn't he even say in the beginning that they both were slaves to their hormones? He dared not make more of this situation than was on the surface, not yet at least. He was going to keep his own treacherous, newly found affection for his brother all to himself. Besides, he couldn’t mate with his brother; they couldn’t have children, and Inuyasha had already decided that he wanted Kagome as a mate, if she would consent. He whined again; she must never find out about this affair then. Kagome was human and just a little prudish. If she discovered that Inuyasha had been having sex with his own brother, she’d never let him come near her again. His mind flashed back to a short time before, something else odd about his brother…

“You are no fool in my eyes, Inuyasha. You can have no idea what this gesture means to me. I do not know what spurred me to attack you, but I will admit I was…” Sesshomaru had actually said that, and his eyes… something in his eyes had both warmed and terrified Inuyasha at once. “I am sorry you were injured. ” The youkai had looked distressed, and breathless, as if he’d been scared. Scared? Scared of what though? Inuyasha rubbed his belly yet again.

“Was Sesshomaru scared of me dying? He looked a little guilty now I think about it…” That was just not possible though. Sesshomaru never showed regret, Inuyasha wasn’t sure he cared about anyone else’s pain really. Then again, he’d been careful when they had sex, making sure Inuyasha wouldn’t be hurt or in immediate pain. He’d taken more care for him than himself; Inuyasha distinctly remembered that Sesshomaru had impaled himself with almost no stimulation beforehand. He’d teased and massaged the hanyou before penetrating him, hadn’t he? He felt his face burning with embarrassment and his loins tightening as well. Dammit why was Sesshomaru still asleep? He didn't want to waste the night away waiting for the youkai to wake… He looked up and smelled rain suddenly. It had been coming in all day but he’d ignored it until now. They were mostly protected under a canopy of trees, and they didn't felt the cold anyway; why worry about rain? Inuyasha turned back to his brother and feeling torn by guilt and desire, leaned in and nuzzled his brother’s cheek.

“Wake up, Sesshomaru. I never thought you were so lazy…” he whispered, hand sliding down the smoothly muscled chest. The youkai shifted a little, lips moving silently. Inuyasha licked his striped cheek and circled a nipple with his claw, finally pinching it gently. Again Sesshomaru shifted a little, now moaning so softly no human could have heard it. Inuyasha moved lower, nipping his jaw and chin then opening his mouth to suck and lap at his smooth neck. He pushed himself up over the prone body next to him, and then swung his leg over Sesshomaru’s thighs, straddling him. He ran his hands over the sculpted torso and sides of the youkai, his mouth working across his collarbones, dipping his tongue into the hollow of his neck. Sesshomaru moaned again, his fingers twitching as his head rolled to the side.

“Wake up… wake u-u-up…” Inuyasha singsonged playfully as he pinched soft rose-colored nipples, which raised chills of response from the prone youkai. “This is fun Sesshomaru… perverse but fun.” he chuckled. He leaned forward; his body parallel over Sesshomaru’s and rubbed their genital together. His eyes half closed at the shiver and heat this caused in him. He smirked as Sesshomaru’s member started growing hard, their shafts rubbing together, growing firmer with each soft lunge of Inuyasha’s slender body against his brother’s silken flesh.

Sesshomaru’s awareness was still hazy, indistinct as he woke slowly under the stimulation his brother was giving him. He felt warm, and that damn tension was in his belly again. He felt something rub against his whole body; soft skin, hard flesh, and what was obviously a hardened shaft against his own, causing him to growl softly with desire. He left his eyes closed and lifted his arms to slide up Inuyasha’s thighs, his hips and back, seeing the flesh under his fingers in his mind as he touched and stroked. The hanyou purred and pressed closer, shifting his hips side to side and feeling the hitch of his brothers belly as their members almost hooked together, pulling and causing friction between them. He watched his brother lick his lips and sniff the air, obviously catching the scent of their rising arousal. Leaning down the hanyou brushed his lips against Sesshomaru’s, gratified when he pursed his mouth to gather the kiss from him. Sesshomaru’s arms slid up around the hanyou’s shoulders, but suddenly Inuyasha pulled away and stood over him. The youkai’s eyes opened with a start as he watched the impish smile on his brother’s mouth.

“I always liked rain.” Inuyasha said then leaped up into the trees and off to the plain just beyond them. Sesshomaru sat up, planting his hands in the grass and eyeing his erection ruefully.

“That little kissima… this isn’t going away until he makes it go away, and he knows it.” He was shocked at how hard it was to stand, and how weak he felt once he did. His head swam, and he grasped their tree with near desperation; why was this happening to him still? He forced his mind to clear, breathing deeply, the cool rain-dampened air clearing the fog that threatened to descend again if he let it. Once he could stand without support he moved slowly through the trees, emerging to the sight of Inuyasha waiting for him, not fifty yards away. The rain water ran over his slender form in rivulets, tracing the curves of his muscles beautifully. His ears were turned back to prevent the water from running inside, his hair falling behind him in wet waves of white, his golden eyes gleaming through the darkness. Sesshomaru stood where he was and simply admired the sight of his sibling, leaning subtly against a tree as his eyes wandered the boys flesh shamelessly.

“I won’t chase you, pup. If you want me, say so.” he purred softly, sure that those ears heard him despite the distance between them. Inuyasha didn't move, yet his stance seemed more enticing. Slowly the youkai came closer, the rain cold and refreshing on his skin. He peered through his wet bangs at the hanyou, licking his lips with anticipation…

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“You sure you can find him, Kirara?” Kagome asked as she huddled over the firecat’s neck damply. Kirara nodded and angled downward, then paused, hissing quietly as her fur fluffed. Kagome peered through the rain; she didn't see… wait. She saw a flash of red, and a flash of white… clothing? And a fur… Sesshomaru and Inuyasha’s clothes? What was going on? She stroked the cat’s head soothingly.

She’d decided something was seriously wrong with Inuyasha, but Sango, Miroku and Shippo refused to get into it; Inuyasha was notoriously proud and easy to anger and they wanted none of it. Kagome was sure to invite his wrath by following him when he’d insisted he wanted privacy, didn’t she see that? Kagome protested vehemently; didn’t they realize he’d done the exact same thing one month to the day before? Something was wrong! That was when Miroku slyly hinted at something that made Kagome pause, chilled to the bone.

“Maybe Inuyasha has found a lover, and he simply wants some time to be with her? He’s male, he has urges you know, Kagome. In fact he may have more urges than any human male; being half demon means he has animal desires as well as human ones, ne?” Sango had slapped him so hard she had hurt her hand, and Shippo stuttered that Miroku was surely wrong, because Inuyasha was not a hentai like Miroku, but the damage was done. Kagome knew then that she had to find him. She simply had to… stop him from meeting this lover, if she existed.

Inuyasha was hers, and she had every intent of making him understand that, when, if she found him.

“Set us down by those clothes please, Kirara.” Kagome said. Once the youkai’s flaming feet touched the ground, she slid off the cats back and sighed; at least the trees blocked most of the rain. She was wary as she stepped over to the red cloth draped over a branch; there was no doubt that it was Inuyasha’s fire-rat haori, and that the white she’d seen was indeed Sesshomaru’s fur and haori as well. Her eyes widened with shocked curiosity; what was going on? Why were their clothes here like this? Why was Inuyasha here at all, and with Sesshomaru… and why were they supposedly naked in the rain…

Kirara sniffed and growled, pawing at the earth before a different tree; Kagome knelt and gasped. The ground was soaked with blood. Her hand shot back before she touched it; what the hell was happening here? Whose blood was this and where was Inuyasha? Just then Kirara made a strange soft noise and nosed through the trees, tails fluffing oddly. Kagome squeezed past her, wondering what was with her; the cat was growling and purring at once. The girl struggled through the branches and then squinted through the rain as it blew at her, gently stinging her face and legs. There, not very far away she saw the brothers… her eyes widened despite the rain as she watched the spectacle unfurl like some strange play…

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Sesshomaru strode to Inuyasha and scowled as the hanyou stepped backwards and to the side at once. The youkai followed, as they made a wide circle, the boy’s smirk making him narrow his eyes in warning. Inuyasha ignored it though, and so they moved closer to the trees again.

“Are you scared of a little rain, Sesshomaru?” the hanyou purred

“Are you scared of me, Inuyasha?” the youkai countered, and then snapped his youki whip around the boys ankle, yanking and waiting as he fell backwards, landing in a puddle with a muddy splash. Inuyasha blinked as he lifted his stinging hands, shaking some mud off them. Sesshomaru walked closer, then knelt, his feet on either side of Inuyasha’s right knee. “You’re not so cocky now, are you?” he asked, pushing the sodden bangs off his brother’s forehead. Inuyasha tugged his silver hair, so his left hand hit the mud as he fell lightly against the boy’s shoulders, his knees hitting the mud with a wet smack that splashed more mud onto both of them.

“Oops!” Inuyasha purred, his muddy hands sliding over the youkai’s thighs, then up around his hips. The mud looked obscenely lovely to his eyes as it dirtied the peach colored skin; he slid his right arm around Sesshomaru’s neck and pulled him down, lips parted in invitation. The youkai held his jaw, and brushed their lips together, his tongue darting out to taste the open mouth before him…

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Kagome’s eyes bugged out of her head; what on earth were they doing? Inuyasha was pulling his own brother to him for a kiss?! Even as she watched their mouths met and Sesshomaru’s arm dropped down to the small of Inuyasha’s back, cradling him closer as his head tilted for more access to the hanyou’s lips. Even from here Kagome could tell their mouths were open wantonly, like two kids in the back of a car. Only this wasn’t a pair of horny teenagers.

This was Inuyasha and Sesshomaru, and they were brothers…

She couldn’t tear her eyes away from them though. They were both so beautiful; she’d seen Inuyasha naked a few times, but she’d been shocked and unable to indulge in a good look at him. Now she could and did stare with admiration at him and his brother’s bodies. It was obvious, comparing Inuyasha to his older brother that the Hanyou was in fact a teenager for his kind. Sesshomaru was more finished, broader and longer, more sculpted and just plain bigger, and possibly more beautiful than his little brother. Inuyasha’s legs were nice, if a little thin; his white hair clung to his slender shoulders and back, and tumbled over Sesshomaru’s arm prettily, and his face… She swallowed hard. He looked like he was in ecstasy as he made out with Sesshomaru. From here she couldn’t see their…. members, but she had little doubt they were both excited. Inuyasha’s hips wriggled as he pressed his groin against Sesshomaru’s right thigh, which was resting between his legs, and Sesshomaru was slowly undulating his hips against the hanyou’s belly. It was unbelievable, she should have been outraged.

Instead she was shaking and breathing hard, her face flushed and her belly felt all tight and tingling. Her breasts even ached and she squeezed one without thinking. She moaned as her own hand sent a shock of prickling pleasure through her body, making her drop to her knees and squeeze her thighs together. It was so wrong, her beloved Inuyasha writhing in the mud with his own flesh and blood, and yet part of her understood this was nothing her human morality had a right to judge. Who knew but that they had always been intimate, incestuous lovers for years? Inuyasha was silent on his past, and he knew her well enough to know to not speak of this perversion…

Still she couldn’t help being touched by the beauty of the pair and how… tender they were. Sesshomaru’s hands stroked over his brothers skin gently, intending to arouse his brother even more. Inuyasha was kissing his lips, his chin and cheeks with soft little kisses that made her feel… jealous. It wasn’t fair, she was the one who was in love with Inuyasha, and he should be kissing her, not Sesshomaru of all people. Kagome whimpered and didn't even realize her hand had dropped to her thigh and was sliding up, seeking the place where she’d find some ease for the pleasant pain in between her legs…

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Sesshomaru’s ears caught the sound; a whimper, soft as a sigh from less than ten yards away. He didn't wish to alarm his brother but he also didn't wish to die or be spied upon by an enemy either. Casually he rolled his head to the side, allowing Inuyasha to nip and nibble his neck and jaw as his sharp eyes swept the stand of trees for the intruder. He stiffened involuntarily as he saw her; his brother’s woman, the oddly dressed miko whose arrows could purify even Naraku’s shouki, was watching them wide eyed with her hands on herself in obvious appreciation of the view she as getting of them. Inuyasha gasped softly against his jaw.

“What’s wrong? Is someone here?” he hissed quietly. Sesshomaru nodded and then lowered his head and kissed his lips softly as the hanyou also tensed warily.

“Inuyasha… listen to me. I want you to trust me. You’ve learned you can trust me, have you not?” he purred. The boy made a tiny nod of agreement. “I want what is best for us both, little brother. I want you to have what will make you… satisfied.” he almost said happy, but he wondered if what he was about to do would make the boy happy… the girl was certainly going to have protests if she was typical for her age and breed. Inuyasha frowned; what was Sesshomaru blathering about? Who was the intruder and why didn't he just go gut them already? He scowled as Sesshomaru commanded him to wait right where he was and not move. The youkai then disappeared, using all his speed to leap away unseen…

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Kagome blinked; where had Sesshomaru gone? He had been right there, apparently murmuring something to Inuyasha then he was…

She felt an arm wind around her from behind, covering her mouth, as another dropped down and held her hand as she stroked herself through her panties. She struggled even as she heard Sesshomaru’s deep voice rumble in her ear.

“Hush miko… It is fortuitous that you have arrived now. Inuyasha needs you, and so do I. Tell me; did you like what you saw?” he purred, his breath puffing into her ear softly and making her shiver. She shook her head then moaned as his clever hand shoved her hand away and then slid into the soaking fabric of her panties. Deftly he slid his fingers into the swollen lips and caressed the nub hidden there, licking her ear as well. Kagome’s legs gave out completely at this and she moaned into his hand. “Priestesses are not supposed to lie. It is all right; I am glad you liked it, girl. Did you come because you want my little brother?” she hesitated and then nodded, eyes rolling sideways to his. He believed her; the mere mention of Inuyasha had brought a soft shudder and a surge of fluids from her well. He licked her cheek lightly and sighed.

“You are sure; you want the stubborn, bad tempered, arrogant whelp?” she snorted at this and wriggled in his arms. He nodded and suddenly whipped her top off. He scowled at the lacey white bra and shredded it carelessly to get it off her. Kagome panicked; what was he doing?! She tried to crawl forward, and scream for Inuyasha but his hand was over her mouth again, his other hand yanking the pleated skirt and obscenely wet panties off her. Wait, other hand? She gaped at his left arm in fearful amazement. The youkai smirked and scooped her up, setting off for his brother as he sat peering through the rain. When Inuyasha saw Kagome, naked but for her shoes and socks and cradled in his brothers arms he leapt to his feet, bristling with fury.

“What the hell are you doing?! Let go of her!” Sesshomaru lifted a brow at him and stood the girl on her feet, holding her shoulders and staring boldly at his little brothers angrily glowing gold eyes.

“I am bringing her to you. She desires you, Inuyasha, and you desire her; it’s painfully obvious that you always have desired her.” he said smoothly. Kagome stood silently, blushing furiously and clasping her hands over the soft hair between her legs shyly. Inuyasha strode forward, ready despite the hormonal reaction to try and kill his brother for embarrassing Kagome this way, when he caught it; a soft, rich scent, sweet and delicious… it reminded him of Sesshomaru when he was aroused… but it wasn’t his brother. It was coming from Kagome; his eyes snapped to her face as she looked up at him, then darted her eyes away, flushing.

She felt his claws slide under her chin, and shyly looked at him again; he’d never been so… sexy. Yes sexy, wet, smeared with mud from his own brothers hands, his hair a damp wavy mess, scowling gently as he peered through the rain at her. The hands on her shoulders squeezed encouragingly as she slowly lifted her hands, touching Inuyasha’s muscled chest with curious fingertips. Her cheeks flushed harder as she trembled in curious pleasure; the contact made waves of warmth float through her, from her hands through her arms and down to the center of her. She edged closer to him, sure that if touching him with her fingers felt so nice, the rest of her embarrassingly bare skin would be even nicer.

Sesshomaru chuckled at the surprised eagerness that sprang to Inuyasha’s eyes as his miko touched him, her little hands gliding over his chest, down to his navel then back up to his collarbones, and finally around his neck as she stood on her toes.

“Inuyasha? Please… I want… kiss me like you just kissed him?” she whispered, cheeks flaming with her embarrassment. The hanyou seemed to melt a little, pulling her flush against him and leaning down to her. Sesshomaru didn't move as Kagome’s mouth opened for Inuyasha’s kiss; the hanyou pressed his mouth to hers and shook with the release of emotions that followed. He’d wanted her for so long, he’d wanted to touch her and kiss her, and he’d not known how to tell her what he felt nor just how to touch her. Now he knew what to do, and he had confidence he could arouse her, make her want him as well. Her skin was so soft under his hands, her body slight and trembling as he slowly explored her mouth with his tongue. He didn't notice that Sesshomaru’s hands still rested on her shoulders, as he watched the pair with narrowed, curious eyes.

Kagome was confused and yet complacent as Inuyasha kissed her deeply, gently guiding her tongue to twine with his, his hands holding her hips. His mouth made her shiver; she’d never have expected her whole body to feel his lips on hers this way. She ignored the hands on her shoulders and let her body and her heart lead her to press closer to Inuyasha, her arms winding around his neck. The hanyou held her face with one hand, the other crushing her so close it hurt his already painful erection even more. She gasped against his lips a little at that, she knew the firmness poking her so hard was the sign of his wanting her too, and yet she was still torn, embarrassment and desire warring in her, paralyzing her. She wanted to see it, to feel it with her hands but she was literally scared to look, and feared just touching it would be too bold, too wanton.

Sesshomaru ran his hands down Kagome’s arms gently, and then reached past her to stroke his brothers shoulder and neck. His arm brushed her cheek, but she didn't care; in fact, she pressed her head against him. He frowned slightly, wondering if the chemicals he and his sibling were emitting in each other’s presence were affecting the poor virginal miko, making her much more willing than she’d be otherwise. The idea did not sit well upon him; he slowly released her and the hanyou and started to back away from the couple, before they went too far and could not stop themselves…

“Sesshomaru… don’t leave.” Inuyasha said softly, only his left eye visible as he peered at him past the miko’s head. Kagome turned to look over her shoulder at him, lips dark from the kisses and looking more like a flushed and excited courtesan than a virginal fifteen year old. He paused and sighed.

“I fear that we are overwhelming the child, Inuyasha. She, like yourself, would never feel this stimulated if not for both of us being here…” he said smoothly. Kagome looked back at Inuyasha; what was the youkai talking about? She’d come here to find and help Inuyasha. She’d kissed him because she loved him… Sesshomaru had no idea what he was talking about…

“Sesshomaru... I love him. I always have, I can’t remember when I didn't love Inuyasha. I want him, and since you “gave” me to him, I want you here with us. I can’t explain it, but please… don’t leave us now. Inuyasha wants you to stay, so stay.” she said carefully. Inuyasha smiled a tiny, but telling smile at her words and nodded his agreement to her words. The youkai looked at her carefully and sighed; her eyes were clear and focused, and she seemed fully aware. Shrugging, he nodded to the trees, indicating they retire to the relative dryness of their trysting place. Inuyasha scooped Kagome’s shivering body up and carried her, nuzzling her temple as he walked, Sesshomaru leading them through the branches. Ignoring the now small-formed Kirara who was curled under Inuyasha’s clothes he grabbed the fur which was once more warm and dry, and laid it under their tree. He felt it fitting that the miko lose her virginity where Inuyasha had lost his.

Inuyasha laid her gently on the warm fur and knelt beside her, stroking her wet hair back from her face. “Kagome, I want you to know, I have wanted you for a long time… I want you right now, but if you’re at all worried, if you are confused at all, you have to tell me, now. Sesshomaru is right; you may be reacting to us, and the chemicals we make when we are together. Do you understand?” He said slowly, his voice soft. Kagome leaned up on her elbows, sensing the seriousness of what he was doing and saying; he was trying to be careful with her; he was always trying to be careful with her. Whether it was a battlefield or here when she was ready to offer him her body as a token of her affection, he was mindful of her and her wellbeing. It never ceased to move her.

“Inuyasha… I came here to…” she shifted and took a deep breath. “Miroku and Sango wouldn’t help me look for you; Miroku even said you might be coming to meet a lover; the very idea made me panic, Inuyasha. I was terrified, and I knew I had to find you…” Her hand rose to stroke his cheek as he tried to unravel what she was trying to tell him. “I couldn’t bear the idea you may have found another woman, I mean I wanted to be with you, I want you, in all ways.

“I am not scared. I am not confused. I am Kagome, and I am always yours, Inuyasha. I want you to touch me, and kiss me like you kissed Sesshomaru… and you two can explain that later…” her voice dropped as her eyes flicked to the silent youkai leaning on a tree close-by. Maybe there was something to the brothers concern about what she supposed were the pheromones they were making; she was somewhat excited by the idea that Sesshomaru was going to watch them have sex, and she knew she’d be appalled in any other situation if someone were to watch such an intimate moment. But somehow, after spying on them, she didn't think it mattered. Part of her wondered if the cold youkai would be as excited by watching Inuyasha and herself as she’d been watching him with his brother…

Inuyasha leaned over her and caught her mouth again, his tongue winding around hers as his hands slid over her back and sides. She was so small compared to Sesshomaru, small yet wonderfully satisfying to touch. Kagome let him lead the kiss, her own hands shyly resting on his hips a moment before she moved them up his sides. She was amazed again at how silky his skin was, and the way his mouth on hers made her melt and ache for him. His hand found and cupped her right breast, and he made a soft sound into her mouth. She shivered as his fingers trailed over the firm swelling flesh, exploring her with delighted curiosity.

Sesshomaru’s gold eyes were oddly warm as he watched them discover each other; he wondered if Inuyasha was confused by or enjoying the vast differences between his own male adult body and Kagome’s smaller girl-woman body. He found the miko pleasing to the eye, and her scent was delicious, enticing. He couldn’t help being aroused by the sight of them but simply watched, not wanting to miss anything, nor distract them with his actions should he move to gratify himself.

Inuyasha pulled back from the kiss, licking his lips then moving to nip her jaw as his other hand found her breasts as well, delighted with how they felt under his hands. The fullness under his hands was new and addictive, not like anything he’d felt before, certainly nothing on Sesshomaru’s body was like this. Just touching her was firing him with need, softer and sweeter than the lust his brother caused in him, but just as powerful for all the difference. Kagome gasped as he kneaded and squeezed her breasts, and the scent of her hunger rose from between her thighs, stronger and stronger every moment. Her hands mimicked his on her, pinching his nipples and squeezing his pectorals, which he liked quite a lot. He nipped her chin with a soft growl and laid her back before sliding down to nuzzle her neck.

“These are nice Kagome… I like them…” he purred as he kissed a line down her chest to her right breast. Kagome smiled at the oddly stark compliment and then held her breath as his tongue licked up the curve of her breast and found the perked nipple. His hot mouth enveloped the cold aching peak, suckling it and swirling his tongue around it. He tried to be gentle with his sharp teeth; he still caused her a tiny bit of pain, but she loved it. She moaned as he sucked hard, each pull sending a surge of sensation straight to between her legs. Kagome’s arms slid up to his back, one hand sliding down with her right hand delving into his hair to hold him to her.

“Inuyasha…” she murmured, her legs opening unconsciously. He growled happily and moved to the neglected breast, his body shifting more fully over her. He slid one hand down her side, down her thigh then back up the inside, until he found the juncture between her legs. Kagome gasped, flushing red as his claws ran over the seam curiously; she couldn’t help being a little embarrassed despite her hunger for him; she had never even been kissed really until tonight. Inuyasha pulled away from her breasts and gasped for air, tilting his head back a moment. He closed his eyes, trying to envision her as his fingers discovered her.

He felt softness, flesh that was wet and lush, parting for his fingers and revealing her inner petals, her center… he couldn’t even translate her to a mental image, so he slid back to look at her, and paused, gazing at her curiously. He sniffed and leaned closer, her scent intoxicating him, luring him like a bee to a flower. He rubbed his nose against her, and then used his tongue to open her. His eyes closed again as his long tongue swept over her, savoring the taste of her before he found the center of her enjoyment and began working it back and forth. Kagome’s cry encouraged him, and he dug in, alternating between her clit and her flowing well, his hands lifting her hips so he had more access to her. Her fingers wound into his hair, her eyes screwed shut as she quivered in shocked pleasure.

Kagome moaned and writhed as Inuyasha burrowed into her, her belly fluttering, her skin rippling with chills. She couldn’t control her body as her back arched and her heels dug into the ground; she was waiting for something, she didn't know what but it was so close, she was so tense with it… Inuyasha followed his “training” under his brother, and slid two fingers into her, pressing up and massaging as he would have for Sesshomaru… and he was forced to hang onto Kagome as she wailed and shook, her hands pulling his hair painfully. He’d learned to continue what was pleasing his partner, so stroked with his fingers as he rolled her tiny center with his tongue. Her arms flopped back over her head as she whimpered with confused satisfaction; she’d never even realized one could do this, this… whatever Inuyasha was doing with his mouth to her. She’d never imagined such sensations as these that flooded her body right now, under his tongue and fingers ministrations.

“Easy… Inuyasha, slow down, or better yet stop and let her recover, before you irritate or even hurt her down there. ” Sesshomaru suddenly said, his voice so quiet it wasn’t likely Kagome could even hear him. Inuyasha obeyed, pulling his mouth and hand away, and then licking her copious honey from his fingers. Sesshomaru sniffed the air, his lips twitching. He’d obviously taught the boy well, though he wondered if Inuyasha realized it. Kagome panted and shivered, then moved under Inuyasha’s hands as he slid them over her skin, crooning as he watched her lower her arm and reveal her wide blue eyes.

“Did you like that, Kagome?” He leaned over her, crawling back up her body, his eyes holding hers as his skin and his hair caressed her. She licked her lips, flushing and nodding. “No, Kagome… say that you liked it, tell me you liked what I did to you just now…” Inuyasha purred, making Sesshomaru bite back a smirk. ‘Where have I heard that before? Little hentai! ’’ he thought as he watched Kagome blink and go even more red. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips.

“Hai, hai Inuyasha, I… loved it… I…” She covered her face and made an embarrassed noise. “I’ve never felt anything like it!” He smiled and pulled her hands away from her face so he could kiss her gently.

“I liked doing it, I loved hearing you, I love how you smell, how you taste… but I need you now Kagome,” He nestled between her thighs, his hardness pressed to her still slick opening. “Are you ok, can I do it?” He asked hopefully. Kagome nodded, biting her lip worriedly; she hoped it wouldn’t hurt. Didn't the first time always hurt? Inuyasha kissed her again, one arm holding him up over her while the other guided himself to the mark. Slowly, carefully he pressed into her, moaning against her lips as her softness accepted him, until he was held fully inside her heat.

Kagome trembled under him, one hand around his neck, the other curled by her head as she moaned softly. There was no pain, simply a wash of warmth and the realization that she’d wanted this for so long, to have Inuyasha fill the emptiness inside her. She felt his shaft piercing her, throbbing in time with his heart as it slammed against his ribs, and wanted more, but she didn't know what to call what she wanted, how to ask him for it. When he pulled back, almost all the way out of her she gave a soft cry of distress and then moaned again as he slid back to her, a rush of pleasure washing over her at the same time. Her back arched gently to get more of him inside her at each push into her, and she squeezed her legs around him, unwittingly clamping down on him inside her as well.

“Oh gods, Kagome, how… do that again…” he groaned, amazed as her already tight passage compressed around him even tighter. He pulled back and thrust into her harder, his head arching back as the pleasure began to contract in his belly. Kagome obeyed and tightened on him, noticing how much more friction there was when she did this, then leaned up to kiss his neck and shoulders, the shudders of pleasure washing over her faster and faster. The place where they were joined was so hot; he was hot inside her, driving her mad with desire. She wanted the tension and the ripples of sensation to merge, to explode. Her body was so tight, and tense…

Sesshomaru’s eyes were nearly closed as he watched them both, their obvious enjoyment in each other. His own body was afire with lust, he wanted both of them, he didn't care which, but he had to wait… patience came hard to him as he resisted the urge to stroke himself, to relieve the hunger in his veins. He heard Inuyasha whine and bit his lips so hard they bled; the hanyou was unsure how long he could hold back but he wanted Kagome to climax with him. He had no idea how to tell if she was close or not, but soon it wouldn’t matter, he’d have to let go. He suddenly felt her tug his head down and her tongue darted out to lick the bleeding punctures on his lips. His eyes snapped open, but she wasn’t looking at him. She licked the blood and ran her nails down his back, her legs twined around his and straining for release just like he was. He opened his mouth and kissed her hard as her fell over the edge, and felt her fluids rise and coat him, her fingers digging into his skin just before he lost all focus… all he felt was the explosion in his belly, he saw white against his eyelids and shook above her. Kagome’s head fell back, breaking their kiss as she moaned long and low, the orgasm eclipsing the one he’d just given her entirely. Her body didn't move but she trembled hard, her body disappearing entirely as the pleasure and satisfaction overtook everything. She even stopped breathing for a few seconds before she flopped back and gasped for air, the air and the drops of water in her skin feeling like tiny caresses.

Inuyasha drooped over her, panting and feeling some amazement; as marvelous as sex with his brother had been, Kagome made him feel so much more. He cradled her against him, his arms wound around her back and shoulders, rubbing his cheek on hers. It was more satisfying, and more emotional, deeper. He loved Kagome and wanted her to feel it when he touched her, kissed her, anything. With his brother it was not so deep, and while he wanted Sesshomaru to enjoy it the motivation was simply for pleasure, getting off. He could admit in the privacy of his mind that he loved Sesshomaru, but it was less by far than the love he had for Kagome. Kagome would be his mate, his best friend, and his lover. Sesshomaru could never be these things. Well, he was a lover, but…

Inuyasha nestled closer to Kagome, feeling relaxed and satisfied, unaware of how Sesshomaru was stalking up to the exhausted pair. The youkai had held off since Inuyasha had awakened him by teasing him into this rampant erection. He wanted some satisfaction himself now… Slowly he nuzzled up beside Inuyasha and Kagome, on his hands and knees, humming into the hanyou’s furry ear. Inuyasha cracked an eye open and smirked at him.

“Now who’s the hentai?” he breathed softly as Sesshomaru nibbled the velvet edged ear, his hand sweeping down the damp back to his ass. The youkai growled very softly, not wanting to disturb the miko if at all possible. Inuyasha lifted his head and nuzzled Sesshomaru’s cheek, eyes half closed. “Kagome’s here though, Big Brother. I don’t want to upset her…” Sesshomaru hid his disappointment at his words, but didn't move away. He curled his legs under him and nipped the hanyou’s jaw. Maybe he’d have to snatch the boy away from her for five minutes, just to relieve himself; then he could leave them alone… He stiffened as a wave of dizziness washed over him again; his eyes squeezed shut as he tensed to fight it, and not pass out again. It was getting worse, damn it all…

“Sesshomaru? Are you all right?” the girls soft voice drifted to him through the waves of darkness in his mind. His eyes opened slowly, focusing on her serene face, the dizziness fading. Inuyasha tensed over her, uncomfortable with her seeing them… being close? Whatever, he was sure she wouldn’t approve, now that the lust that had overtaken her was slaked. She squeezed him reassuringly.

“What is it, Sesshomaru? You’re pale… you were left out and now you want Inuyasha for yourself don’t you?” She said, her struggle to be open minded about the brother’s sexual relationship obvious. The youkai retreated into his aloof coldness for a few seconds, and then sighed. Why bother? This was no ordinary time for any of them. Later he could be his normal withdrawn self.

“Hai, Miko, I’m close to pain due to being in this state too long. But Inuyasha fears your censure of us, and that your human morality will not forgive him his time with me. Thus he rebuffs me, and I am bereft.” He said quietly, noticing how both of them blushed at his words. He sighed and began to back away.

“No! No, don’t go. Go ahead then, I guess I don’t have the right to stop you. But… first, I want to see you kiss Inuyasha again. Like before, in the rain.” Kagome was sure her face had never been so hot, she was so embarrassed and yet she was excited and she found she didn't really mind their incestuous behavior. They were demons after all, and she really couldn’t apply human morals to them; in fact she should stay out of any sort of judgment of them entirely, and just admit she’d liked to watch them kiss, and wanted to see more, much more.

Inuyasha was red as his haori as he heard her ask Sesshomaru to kiss him; what was Kagome doing? She must not realize that they wouldn’t be likely to stop with kisses; he’d have to try and hold his brother off somehow… He felt Sesshomaru pull his chin around, and his ears flattened in worry as the youkai smiled and leaned closer.

“We don’t want to disappoint your miko, little brother, now do we?” he said as their lips met. Their lips touched softly before Sesshomaru parted his and brushed his tongue along his brother’s lips. Inuyasha couldn’t help himself; he opened his mouth to let his brother wind their tongues together, moaning as the familiar fire swept through him. He felt Sesshomaru slide a hand into his hair and massage the back of his neck with a touch that was far from relaxing.

Kagome quivered as they kissed above her, lifting a hand to caress Inuyasha’s cheek, then Sesshomaru’s as well. They didn't seem to mind her touch; in fact she could distinctly feel that Inuyasha was growing excited quite quickly. She watched avidly as the males above her kissed with more and more passion, until they broke off gasping. The youkai glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and then slid behind Inuyasha, the younger male’s body hiding him completely from her.

Sesshomaru rested both hands on the hanyou’s hips, bending to run his tongue up the boys back wetly. He let go long enough to push the long white hair off to Inuyasha’s right side and then nipped his shoulder blades. Inuyasha hummed and bent his head to trace his tongue over Kagome’s clavicles, nipping when he was nipped, licking and kissing as he felt like it. Kagome arched her head back, liking the soft shivers his lips caused and wondering just what Sesshomaru was doing back there, where she couldn’t see…

Sesshomaru ran his hands up the hanyou’s sides then dropped them to slide down Kagome’s skin as he balanced on his knees behind Inuyasha. The girl moaned and arched her back under his touch, Inuyasha snuggling closer and thrusting his hardening shaft inside her. Kagome’s moan deepened at that and she lifted her knees again; his movements sent those tiny chills through her, making her want more and more. The youkai nestled against his brother’s body and slid his shaft against him, earning a gasp from Inuyasha. Sesshomaru reached up and pressed his fingers into the hanyou’s mouth and worked them in and out smoothly, liking how eager he was in his suckling and wetting the digits. Kagome didn’t understand what he was doing, so focused on her own feelings for a moment. Finally he pulled them back and wound them around the boys opening, peering over his shoulder to watch Kagome’s face as she felt Inuyasha’s member swelling inside her. He held the boy’s hips still and pushed into him slowly, pulling back and then thrusting hard into him with a soft noise of enjoyment, careful to not lean his weight on the couple under him.

Kagome opened her eyes as Inuyasha made a strange noise… he was flushed and his eyes half closed, his ears drooping a bit as he moaned and suddenly thrust into her with more force; Kagome arched to meet him by instinct, also moaning. Her hands slid down his sides and met Sesshomaru’s hands at his hips; her fingers wormed under his as she clasped his hands and lifted her legs to wind them around Inuyasha’s. The youkai clasped her hands and thrust harder into his brother, shoving him harder into Kagome. He smirked as the pair moaned again; they were letting him control the moment willingly, as they should.

Inuyasha was barely able to hold himself over Kagome, the pleasure of being inside Kagome while Sesshomaru was inside him was making him mindless. He squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lower lip as his brother’s thrusts moved him in and out of the girl under him. Kagome moved to meet him by instinct, her hands squeezing Sesshomaru’s reflexively with each movement. She had stopped thinking or feeling embarrassment; all she cared about was the waves of enjoyment rippling over her over and over. Her head arched back as Inuyasha’s whole body slid along hers repeatedly. She didn't care why he was moving like he was, though she knew exactly why. That knowledge was just too much for her just yet…

Sesshomaru sank his teeth into Inuyasha’s shoulder as his climax built in his belly; he’d been long denied to hold back very long. The knowledge of where he was and what every movement he was making was doing to the pair with him was very stimulating indeed. His teeth dug deeper yet, blood welling around his lips and his claws digging into the boys hips. Kagome pulled her hands free of Sesshomaru’s to wind her arms around Inuyasha’s neck, clinging to him and gasping as her body tightened unbearably. She moaned and whimpered desperately, wordlessly begging for her release. Inuyasha curved one arm around her and moaned into her neck, his other arm shaking with the effort to keep his weight off her; Sesshomaru moved harder and faster, then stiffened against Inuyasha’s back, seeing a flash of white as he came hard, the warm rush flooding his belly as he spilled into his brother. Inuyasha whimpered as he felt Sesshomaru’s orgasm and moved between Kagome and his brother, driving into Kagome as hard as he dared, his own climax slamming over him

Kagome’s legs rose as they all strained together; Inuyasha bit Kagome’s neck and growled as he buried himself deeper into her. Her legs shook as she cried out, spasming at last, the heat flooding her veins again. She gasped for air as she fell back with Inuyasha half collapsing onto her and Sesshomaru struggled to not fall onto them; the human girl couldn’t bear their combined weight on her frail body. He slowly pulled away from Inuyasha and released his skin, licking the blood from the hanyou’s back as he settled on his haunches. Inuyasha snuggled closer to Kagome, stroking her hair off her face gently.

“And you call me hentai, big brother…” he murmured, then yawned as he rolled himself and Kagome to their sides. “You look tired, come and sleep, I know I need rest too.” He could barely keep his eyes open, so when Sesshomaru said he wanted to bathe first he didn't really notice. The youkai forced himself to stand and looked down at the pair. The girl clung to the hanyou even in her sleep, and Inuyasha had her tucked under his chin possessively. He pondered a few moments then went to the stream and washed himself. The cold water dispelled some of the dizziness and he felt somewhat refreshed, but far from his normal, vital self. He moved slowly to the clearing and eyed the neko-youkai curled on Inuyasha’s haori. Kirara chirruped at him curiously.

‘I’d hoped if Inuyasha changed the focus of his desire to the girl, I’d be freed of the spell upon us.’ He thought. “I assume you cannot speak, so I can leave without you raising an alarm, ne?” He sighed and pulled his hakima over his legs and tied them in place, then worked on his boots. The cat watched him and fluffed her tails, cooing at him curiously. He chuckled; he sensed her questions but wouldn’t bother to answer them. He’d already said too much; he was not that weak, to seek comfort by spilling his worries into a cat’s ears. Instead he enjoyed the ease with which he was able to dress, now that his left arm was returned. It felt almost normal, warm and responsive if still a little stiff. He was dressed as usual in no time, where with one arm it took almost an hour to be properly dressed.

He stood and took up his swords, then looked down at the couple sleeping on his fur. He held his hand out and the fur shivered then slid from under them, letting him take it up and tuck it into his armor and toss it over his shoulder as usual. He turned to the cat and scooped her off the haori and dumped her onto Inuyasha’s hakima before she could even puff at him. He spread the haori over the couple and sighed again; he was beginning to feel that lassitude again. He had to escape his brother’s scent, not that he believed it would save him now. Kirara watched nervously as Sesshomaru turned and walked away, headed north, walking away from his brother and his woman…

“Have a good life Inuyasha. You finally defeated me, if only you knew it.” He murmured. “But I’ll be damned if I let you watch me die. That I will do alone, and retain what is left of my pride. I leave our line to you, as father wanted.” The cat puffed at his words and looked down helplessly at the sleeping Kagome and Inuyasha as his form faded into the wet darkness…

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