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Chapter 4: About Doubt
“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 firm’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. (Other warnings will be added if they are applicable to the chapter.)
Chapter Warning(s): Angst, Sesshoumaru being MOLESTED (again!)
A/N: You lucky dogs, I updated again. >8P It is my goal to update 1-2 times a week. I would like to update twice a week, but I’m in college and some of you KNOW how that is, so yeah.I will try to write another chapter this week, but NO promises!
And be patient, there WILL be lemony goodness. I just like to build up the sexual tension, which makes it much better in the end, anywhos. So, just be patient...
Chapter 4: “About Doubt”
Sesshoumaru lounged on the couch while he waited for Rin to get ready for school. She was supposedly taking a quick shower, yet he knew that the day she took a short shower would be the day he became a drag queen. It just wasn’t going to happen even if that would make Nakajima happy. His little sister loved water and he had the feeling that she would be on the swim team someday.
Rin’s clothes were already laid out on her bed and even her food was set on the table. He was a very neat and tidy person even though his sister was messy and disorganized. The two clashed like pink and yellow, but they were not to blame since they were born opposites in almost every way.
The boy’s arms were gingerly draped over his eyes as he waited. One leg was propped up on the couch while the other one touched the floor. He looked as if he were in a restful state, but unfortunately for him, his mind contradicted his body yet again.
The inu youkai felt his face heat up and he felt deeply ashamed. He couldn’t believe how he reacted both times to his boss as if it was the right thing to do. Even more, he couldn’t believe that he had agreed to GO OUT WITH NAKAJIMA!
He was having second thoughts now and the doubt was weighing heavily over his shoulders like an iron burden. Despite this, he wasn’t about to back out. He had agreed to Nakajima’s proposal and he wasn’t about to break his word. He still had honor, even if this…whatever one would call it, destroyed a part of his honor.
Fortunately, Nakajima had assured him that they didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to do, or wasn’t ready for. That reassured him in some ways, but he didn’t know Nakajima. He didn’t know what he was capable of and he didn’t know if he would break his word by forcing Sesshoumaru into something he couldn’t handle and/or didn’t want.
Sesshoumaru was a lot of things, but he was no coward. He could feel fear and he did feel it when it came to Rin’s future or even intimacy. He wasn’t exactly afraid of an intimate relationship because it was new to him; rather, it was because he feared he would lose himself and become someone or something else entirely.
It was too early in the morning to think such mind-boggling thoughts, but he couldn’t help himself. Just like he couldn’t help but remember their first meeting…
~*~*~*~*~*~
“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.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes bugged out and he backed away and almost stumbled like a drunkard. “Is this some kind of joke? I may be new, but I’m no fool! I don’t want to have to actually report you, Mr. Nakajima. I would rather not tattle on you or resort to violence…”
A dark, yet amused chuckle reached Sesshoumaru’s ears. He glared at the mirthful Naraku and was tempted to wipe that smug smirk off of his boss’s face with his own fist.
“You are even more attractive when you are angry, did you know that, Sesshoumaru?” Naraku commented truthfully as he watched the younger demon with blood-soaked eyes.” You may call me Naraku, you know…”
The silver-haired boy just gawked at Naraku, for his anger was now replaced by bewilderment. He wasn’t sure if the bastard was being serious or just jerking his chain. Regardless of which, he wasn’t about to play this stupid game.
“If that is all, I am going to go back to work, Mr. Nakajima.” Sesshoumaru retorted and placed extra emphasis on Naraku’s surname. He turned away to leave, but a strong hand grabbed his arm and swiftly spun him around to face a slightly miffed kumo.
“I have not dismissed you, my little ray of sunshine.” Naraku hissed and it was apparent that he was annoyed. “Just for that, though, I think I should punish you…”
Sesshoumaru stared at the hand that gripped his arm and he growled. He wasn’t exactly pleased to be referred to as a rainbow, even if it was meant sarcastically. “I highly recommend that you release me. Now.”
“Oh, I will, but not until I’m done with you. You have to learn something or else you’ll keep on being such a bad, naughty puppy…” The kumo snickered as he released the younger man’s arm.
Before Sesshoumaru could even blink, he was whirled around and his backside was pressed against Naraku’s front. He was restrained by two unbelievably powerful arms. The kumo didn’t look weak, but he was much stronger than he appeared.
“What is the meaning of this? I told you to release me.” The inu shivered when he felt hot breath on the nape of his neck.
“I thought I told you, bad puppy…that I’m going to punish you.” Those words were whispered almost fervently into his ear before a long, hot tongue traced the outline of his pointed ear.
Sesshoumaru froze and a shudder wracked his body, but he was both surprised and disturbed to find that it wasn’t from disgust.
“Oh? No strong words of protest? Maybe I’ll go easy on you, precious…” Without warning, a hand trailed down his body like a snake and roughly gripped him between his legs. The inu youkai couldn’t stop the gasp that issued forth from his lips. His amber eyes were the widest that they have ever been in his whole life.
The hand that clutched him released him and gently stroked him as if to apologize for its earlier indiscretion. It kneaded him through his pants while a mouth sucked and nibbled along his neck. What horrified the inu even more was the fact that he was gaining an unwanted erection from Naraku’s lecherous ministrations to his body.
“You like that, don’t you?” The kumo whispered, a slight husk evident in his voice. The hand that stroked Sesshoumaru stopped and the inu almost verbally protested until he felt the very same hand slip inside his pants. He felt those long, strong fingers wrap around him and he felt as if he were going to die on the spot. Despite what his enraged mind thought, he arched into the intimate touch and even spread his legs a little more. The kumo smiled against his neck as if he were pleased with himself and with the inu’s rather wanton reaction.
The spider demon released the inu and briskly turned him around. He crushed both his body and his lips against Sesshoumaru in a very primal way. The younger demon could feel that Naraku was just as affected as he was and despite his better judgment, he wrapped his arms tightly around the kumo. Naraku felt the inu’s submission, which aroused him even more than he already was.
The dark-haired kumo wanted to take him right and there. He wanted to bend the beautiful inu over his desk and fuck him raw. Naraku sighed almost sadly. His instincts told him, ‘not yet.’
He finally released Sesshoumaru and stepped back a few spaces to give them both some room. No one in Naraku’s whole life had ever affected him in such a way and it exhilarated him. His instincts had told him to wait. He would eventually claim him, but not now. The boy wasn’t ready…
When the dog demon had composed himself enough, he gawked at his boss with disbelief carved brilliantly into his flawless features. “THAT was my punishment?” Sesshoumaru managed to get out even though there was a hundred or so of things he wanted to say.
Naraku had the nerve to smirk at him. “Not really. You looked kind of tense, so I just thought maybe I should…make you feel better.”
“Feel better?” The inu repeated almost stupidly. He blinked slowly a few times while he tried to gather his thoughts.
The room still felt hot and it smelled thick with arousal. Naraku had to get him out of there before he changed his mind. Damn his instincts.
“As for your punishment, I’m sending you home early. You will still get paid for your unworked hours, so do not fret. I expect to see you at work early tomorrow, though.” Naraku walked behind his desk and sat down in his chair. His pants definitely felt even more uncomfortable and tighter than they normally did. He sighed and rubbed his temples. A migraine was coming on.
Under different circumstances, Sesshoumaru would have stayed and argued with Naraku. But instead, he quickly exited the office and left the building. He had forgotten to punch out and hell, he even had forgotten his coat, but he didn’t care at the moment. He just knew that he had to get the hell out of there…
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sesshoumaru bit his lower lip and then sighed in defeat. Just the memory of their first fateful meeting had stirred him. He didn’t have time to jerk himself off and even if he did, he wouldn’t want to. For reasons unknown to him, he just didn’t like to touch himself…at all. Besides, he didn’t think he could live if Rin burst into his room or the bathroom to find him doing something rather inappropriate for her young, impressionable eyes.
He had to force himself to think of the most repulsive thing that could come to his mind: InuYasha. He nearly gagged and his erection instantly died. With a smirk, he lifted himself off of the couch and stood up.
It was time for work.
And it was time to face that red-eyed bastard again.
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 firm’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. (Other warnings will be added if they are applicable to the chapter.)
Chapter Warning(s): Angst, Sesshoumaru being MOLESTED (again!)
A/N: You lucky dogs, I updated again. >8P It is my goal to update 1-2 times a week. I would like to update twice a week, but I’m in college and some of you KNOW how that is, so yeah.I will try to write another chapter this week, but NO promises!
And be patient, there WILL be lemony goodness. I just like to build up the sexual tension, which makes it much better in the end, anywhos. So, just be patient...
Chapter 4: “About Doubt”
Sesshoumaru lounged on the couch while he waited for Rin to get ready for school. She was supposedly taking a quick shower, yet he knew that the day she took a short shower would be the day he became a drag queen. It just wasn’t going to happen even if that would make Nakajima happy. His little sister loved water and he had the feeling that she would be on the swim team someday.
Rin’s clothes were already laid out on her bed and even her food was set on the table. He was a very neat and tidy person even though his sister was messy and disorganized. The two clashed like pink and yellow, but they were not to blame since they were born opposites in almost every way.
The boy’s arms were gingerly draped over his eyes as he waited. One leg was propped up on the couch while the other one touched the floor. He looked as if he were in a restful state, but unfortunately for him, his mind contradicted his body yet again.
The inu youkai felt his face heat up and he felt deeply ashamed. He couldn’t believe how he reacted both times to his boss as if it was the right thing to do. Even more, he couldn’t believe that he had agreed to GO OUT WITH NAKAJIMA!
He was having second thoughts now and the doubt was weighing heavily over his shoulders like an iron burden. Despite this, he wasn’t about to back out. He had agreed to Nakajima’s proposal and he wasn’t about to break his word. He still had honor, even if this…whatever one would call it, destroyed a part of his honor.
Fortunately, Nakajima had assured him that they didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to do, or wasn’t ready for. That reassured him in some ways, but he didn’t know Nakajima. He didn’t know what he was capable of and he didn’t know if he would break his word by forcing Sesshoumaru into something he couldn’t handle and/or didn’t want.
Sesshoumaru was a lot of things, but he was no coward. He could feel fear and he did feel it when it came to Rin’s future or even intimacy. He wasn’t exactly afraid of an intimate relationship because it was new to him; rather, it was because he feared he would lose himself and become someone or something else entirely.
It was too early in the morning to think such mind-boggling thoughts, but he couldn’t help himself. Just like he couldn’t help but remember their first meeting…
~*~*~*~*~*~
“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.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes bugged out and he backed away and almost stumbled like a drunkard. “Is this some kind of joke? I may be new, but I’m no fool! I don’t want to have to actually report you, Mr. Nakajima. I would rather not tattle on you or resort to violence…”
A dark, yet amused chuckle reached Sesshoumaru’s ears. He glared at the mirthful Naraku and was tempted to wipe that smug smirk off of his boss’s face with his own fist.
“You are even more attractive when you are angry, did you know that, Sesshoumaru?” Naraku commented truthfully as he watched the younger demon with blood-soaked eyes.” You may call me Naraku, you know…”
The silver-haired boy just gawked at Naraku, for his anger was now replaced by bewilderment. He wasn’t sure if the bastard was being serious or just jerking his chain. Regardless of which, he wasn’t about to play this stupid game.
“If that is all, I am going to go back to work, Mr. Nakajima.” Sesshoumaru retorted and placed extra emphasis on Naraku’s surname. He turned away to leave, but a strong hand grabbed his arm and swiftly spun him around to face a slightly miffed kumo.
“I have not dismissed you, my little ray of sunshine.” Naraku hissed and it was apparent that he was annoyed. “Just for that, though, I think I should punish you…”
Sesshoumaru stared at the hand that gripped his arm and he growled. He wasn’t exactly pleased to be referred to as a rainbow, even if it was meant sarcastically. “I highly recommend that you release me. Now.”
“Oh, I will, but not until I’m done with you. You have to learn something or else you’ll keep on being such a bad, naughty puppy…” The kumo snickered as he released the younger man’s arm.
Before Sesshoumaru could even blink, he was whirled around and his backside was pressed against Naraku’s front. He was restrained by two unbelievably powerful arms. The kumo didn’t look weak, but he was much stronger than he appeared.
“What is the meaning of this? I told you to release me.” The inu shivered when he felt hot breath on the nape of his neck.
“I thought I told you, bad puppy…that I’m going to punish you.” Those words were whispered almost fervently into his ear before a long, hot tongue traced the outline of his pointed ear.
Sesshoumaru froze and a shudder wracked his body, but he was both surprised and disturbed to find that it wasn’t from disgust.
“Oh? No strong words of protest? Maybe I’ll go easy on you, precious…” Without warning, a hand trailed down his body like a snake and roughly gripped him between his legs. The inu youkai couldn’t stop the gasp that issued forth from his lips. His amber eyes were the widest that they have ever been in his whole life.
The hand that clutched him released him and gently stroked him as if to apologize for its earlier indiscretion. It kneaded him through his pants while a mouth sucked and nibbled along his neck. What horrified the inu even more was the fact that he was gaining an unwanted erection from Naraku’s lecherous ministrations to his body.
“You like that, don’t you?” The kumo whispered, a slight husk evident in his voice. The hand that stroked Sesshoumaru stopped and the inu almost verbally protested until he felt the very same hand slip inside his pants. He felt those long, strong fingers wrap around him and he felt as if he were going to die on the spot. Despite what his enraged mind thought, he arched into the intimate touch and even spread his legs a little more. The kumo smiled against his neck as if he were pleased with himself and with the inu’s rather wanton reaction.
The spider demon released the inu and briskly turned him around. He crushed both his body and his lips against Sesshoumaru in a very primal way. The younger demon could feel that Naraku was just as affected as he was and despite his better judgment, he wrapped his arms tightly around the kumo. Naraku felt the inu’s submission, which aroused him even more than he already was.
The dark-haired kumo wanted to take him right and there. He wanted to bend the beautiful inu over his desk and fuck him raw. Naraku sighed almost sadly. His instincts told him, ‘not yet.’
He finally released Sesshoumaru and stepped back a few spaces to give them both some room. No one in Naraku’s whole life had ever affected him in such a way and it exhilarated him. His instincts had told him to wait. He would eventually claim him, but not now. The boy wasn’t ready…
When the dog demon had composed himself enough, he gawked at his boss with disbelief carved brilliantly into his flawless features. “THAT was my punishment?” Sesshoumaru managed to get out even though there was a hundred or so of things he wanted to say.
Naraku had the nerve to smirk at him. “Not really. You looked kind of tense, so I just thought maybe I should…make you feel better.”
“Feel better?” The inu repeated almost stupidly. He blinked slowly a few times while he tried to gather his thoughts.
The room still felt hot and it smelled thick with arousal. Naraku had to get him out of there before he changed his mind. Damn his instincts.
“As for your punishment, I’m sending you home early. You will still get paid for your unworked hours, so do not fret. I expect to see you at work early tomorrow, though.” Naraku walked behind his desk and sat down in his chair. His pants definitely felt even more uncomfortable and tighter than they normally did. He sighed and rubbed his temples. A migraine was coming on.
Under different circumstances, Sesshoumaru would have stayed and argued with Naraku. But instead, he quickly exited the office and left the building. He had forgotten to punch out and hell, he even had forgotten his coat, but he didn’t care at the moment. He just knew that he had to get the hell out of there…
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sesshoumaru bit his lower lip and then sighed in defeat. Just the memory of their first fateful meeting had stirred him. He didn’t have time to jerk himself off and even if he did, he wouldn’t want to. For reasons unknown to him, he just didn’t like to touch himself…at all. Besides, he didn’t think he could live if Rin burst into his room or the bathroom to find him doing something rather inappropriate for her young, impressionable eyes.
He had to force himself to think of the most repulsive thing that could come to his mind: InuYasha. He nearly gagged and his erection instantly died. With a smirk, he lifted himself off of the couch and stood up.
It was time for work.
And it was time to face that red-eyed bastard again.
TBC…