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Adult ++
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15
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3,331
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3
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Steamy Decisions
Inuyasha has to think things through. What better than in the bath? Prompt used - Splash.
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Inuyasha could only stare at the ceiling, watching the clouds of steam disappear into the air. He had hoped to be able to soak away his sins but instead spent his time berating himself. He was ashamed for allowing himself to be so weak and for giving in to the carnal pleasures that he found with his brother. His body still bore the comfortable ache of his claiming and his ears still rang from the words Sesshomaru whispered afterwards.
"Mine. Always mine…"
Such a small statement yet it meant so much more. His mind rolled back to the pleasure he experienced and Inuyasha sank deeper into the sudsy water as his body shivered with remembered sensation.
"It was wrong, so wrong." His conscience told him, his body becoming aroused in spite of his efforts to wipe his mind clean. Suddenly, Inuyasha wanted nothing more than to crawl into be next to Sesshomaru and be taken over and over again.
Slapping the water with his hands, Inuyasha let out a frustrated growl. He felt like such a whore for wanting nothing more than to be fucked.
"To be fucked unconscious, you mean?" His conscience retorted.
By now completely frustrated, he hastily got out of the tub, splashing water everywhere. With a defeated sigh, he cleaned up the mess and wrapped the towel around his waist. He left the bathroom, turning out the light. Quietly, he tried to make his way out the door and to his own bedroom, not wanting to wake his sleeping brother.
"Inuyasha?" A sleepy voice called out across the darkness. "Come back to bed."
Inuyasha looked at the door leading our and then back at the bed. A smile crossed his face as he decided. Dropping the towel, Inuyasha returned to bed.
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Inuyasha could only stare at the ceiling, watching the clouds of steam disappear into the air. He had hoped to be able to soak away his sins but instead spent his time berating himself. He was ashamed for allowing himself to be so weak and for giving in to the carnal pleasures that he found with his brother. His body still bore the comfortable ache of his claiming and his ears still rang from the words Sesshomaru whispered afterwards.
"Mine. Always mine…"
Such a small statement yet it meant so much more. His mind rolled back to the pleasure he experienced and Inuyasha sank deeper into the sudsy water as his body shivered with remembered sensation.
"It was wrong, so wrong." His conscience told him, his body becoming aroused in spite of his efforts to wipe his mind clean. Suddenly, Inuyasha wanted nothing more than to crawl into be next to Sesshomaru and be taken over and over again.
Slapping the water with his hands, Inuyasha let out a frustrated growl. He felt like such a whore for wanting nothing more than to be fucked.
"To be fucked unconscious, you mean?" His conscience retorted.
By now completely frustrated, he hastily got out of the tub, splashing water everywhere. With a defeated sigh, he cleaned up the mess and wrapped the towel around his waist. He left the bathroom, turning out the light. Quietly, he tried to make his way out the door and to his own bedroom, not wanting to wake his sleeping brother.
"Inuyasha?" A sleepy voice called out across the darkness. "Come back to bed."
Inuyasha looked at the door leading our and then back at the bed. A smile crossed his face as he decided. Dropping the towel, Inuyasha returned to bed.