The Twisted Humor Of St. Nick
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Sesshōmaru/Kagome
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
8,487
Reviews:
24
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Epilogue
A red clad figure nodded to himself in satisfaction as he witnessed the outcomes of his meddling on Christmas Night.
He saw the way his plans had come to fruition, and smirked to himself.
Damn…that male had some stamina…
So, he was a bit voyeuristic. Sue him.
It was all a part of his job, and- Daaaammmnn…..He hadn’t been sure that was even physically possible.
Score one for the insatiable Inu, he thought with a wide grin.
He’d done his job superbly, if he did say so himself.
One mated pair and one on the way.
Hmph….and they’d said he couldn’t do it.
As if. They should have known better.
He left the old home, then looked down at himself in disgust. The other’s had decided that if he was going to do something in the spirit of Christmas, then he had to wear ‘the suit’.
The others had all gotten a good laugh at him. At least it hadn’t been that hard to get ahold of this ridiculous ensemble.
Who knew the chubby old bastard was such a lush? One bottle of Johnnie Black and he’d been under the table and snoring.
He snorted in amusement, before yanking the beard from his face and stuffing it into a convenient pocket.
The hat soon followed, revealing shimmering golden hair and smoky grey eyes.
Men and women alike gaped at the strange figure in the half hearted Santa suit. A figure that was almost six and a half feet tall and built like a high priced exotic dancer, as shown when the red velvet jacket slipped from broad shoulders. Satiny, golden flesh that looked absolutely edible as it rippled over stunning musculature.
He winked teasingly at one woman who gazed at him as if she’d seen a god in the flesh.
Well, she wasn‘t wrong...
Black wings had been beautifully tattooed over the broad back. The red slacks became well-worn jeans in a trice, passerby blinking in a desperate attempt to convince themselves that they hadn’t seen a thing…like spontaneous clothing re-assignment.
The low-slung waistband displayed another tattoo, that of a double bow and arrow design. It rode the curve of his hip, pulling taught with every step.
The otherworldly male blew a kiss at the women that emerged from the doorway of his destination. They giggled, eyeing him up as he stepped into the club.
He stepped up to the bar, flinging the erstwhile uniform behind the counter. Tossing back a shot, he smirked at his impatient companions.
“Well?”
His smile was smug as he swaggered forward.
“Pay up.”
There was a groan of over-all disgust around the room. “Arrogant bastard…”
“Watch your mouth, uncle. Momma wouldn’t like to hear you cast aspersions against her honor.” The blonde’s smile was distinctly self-satisfied.
The older male grumbled, but held his tongue. He knew better…
“The deal was that they had to be mated. Not just fuck.” one voice from the back exclaimed rudely. Obviously hoping that the cheeky male had failed.
“Uncle, shame on you. They fucked so many times that even I lost count. And believe me, I did try.” His hooded eyes gleamed lewdly as he continued. “Besides…there are more marks on her neck than you have fingers to count with.”
Damn…
The blond snorted. “What did you expect from a sex god? Honestly…”
“Bah.” And the elder males turned away.
Eventually, they’d remember. One does not challenge Eros in the game of love…
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I did this story on 'A Single Spark' for the hollidays...thought I would try it out over here and see how it goes. and please do review...knowing what is liked, helps with future endevors::grins::
He saw the way his plans had come to fruition, and smirked to himself.
Damn…that male had some stamina…
So, he was a bit voyeuristic. Sue him.
It was all a part of his job, and- Daaaammmnn…..He hadn’t been sure that was even physically possible.
Score one for the insatiable Inu, he thought with a wide grin.
He’d done his job superbly, if he did say so himself.
One mated pair and one on the way.
Hmph….and they’d said he couldn’t do it.
As if. They should have known better.
He left the old home, then looked down at himself in disgust. The other’s had decided that if he was going to do something in the spirit of Christmas, then he had to wear ‘the suit’.
The others had all gotten a good laugh at him. At least it hadn’t been that hard to get ahold of this ridiculous ensemble.
Who knew the chubby old bastard was such a lush? One bottle of Johnnie Black and he’d been under the table and snoring.
He snorted in amusement, before yanking the beard from his face and stuffing it into a convenient pocket.
The hat soon followed, revealing shimmering golden hair and smoky grey eyes.
Men and women alike gaped at the strange figure in the half hearted Santa suit. A figure that was almost six and a half feet tall and built like a high priced exotic dancer, as shown when the red velvet jacket slipped from broad shoulders. Satiny, golden flesh that looked absolutely edible as it rippled over stunning musculature.
He winked teasingly at one woman who gazed at him as if she’d seen a god in the flesh.
Well, she wasn‘t wrong...
Black wings had been beautifully tattooed over the broad back. The red slacks became well-worn jeans in a trice, passerby blinking in a desperate attempt to convince themselves that they hadn’t seen a thing…like spontaneous clothing re-assignment.
The low-slung waistband displayed another tattoo, that of a double bow and arrow design. It rode the curve of his hip, pulling taught with every step.
The otherworldly male blew a kiss at the women that emerged from the doorway of his destination. They giggled, eyeing him up as he stepped into the club.
He stepped up to the bar, flinging the erstwhile uniform behind the counter. Tossing back a shot, he smirked at his impatient companions.
“Well?”
His smile was smug as he swaggered forward.
“Pay up.”
There was a groan of over-all disgust around the room. “Arrogant bastard…”
“Watch your mouth, uncle. Momma wouldn’t like to hear you cast aspersions against her honor.” The blonde’s smile was distinctly self-satisfied.
The older male grumbled, but held his tongue. He knew better…
“The deal was that they had to be mated. Not just fuck.” one voice from the back exclaimed rudely. Obviously hoping that the cheeky male had failed.
“Uncle, shame on you. They fucked so many times that even I lost count. And believe me, I did try.” His hooded eyes gleamed lewdly as he continued. “Besides…there are more marks on her neck than you have fingers to count with.”
Damn…
The blond snorted. “What did you expect from a sex god? Honestly…”
“Bah.” And the elder males turned away.
Eventually, they’d remember. One does not challenge Eros in the game of love…
I did this story on 'A Single Spark' for the hollidays...thought I would try it out over here and see how it goes. and please do review...knowing what is liked, helps with future endevors::grins::