Past Lives, Current Conflictions

Chapter 8: Past, Aggressive Hanyou Depants’ Present Stud Muffin Youkai!

“Mmm, konnichiwa, Aniki.”

Oh fuck, Sesshomaru swore inwardly.

Ah, hell. Right now, he was more than willing to give the demon within himself full access to his body so he wouldn’t have to deal with THIS on top of everything else.

A sudden flash of the bastard inside of him, along with the ancient half demon that was now loose to play within his brother’s own body, and what those two would DO together if they had total control of their respective vessels hit Sesshomaru hard in the head (and other various, lower parts of his body).

...Strong naked thighs wrapped around a narrow, just as naked waist and lots of strange, highly primal noises that he’d only ever heard himself and the actors starring in the stash of porn hidden under his mattress make...

Had he not been who he was (more so the fact that the saliva in his mouth was running down his throat), he’d have been drooling.

Holy shit! He lied the first time! He took it all back! There was no way in fucking Hades he’d let that bastard come out now!! No, no! Absolutely no way he’d allow his past self to get it on with his brother’s past self! And in THEIR bodies no less!!

Oh fuck, what the fuck was he supposed to do? Maybe he could act like his past self and get the hell away, commanding that the one on top of him not come within two meters of his person but...

“So, we’re taking the silent approach, now are we? Hmm. Usually you’re bound and gagged to a bed, moaning under me before you finally relent to shut that delectable mouth of yours...” Inuyasha leaned forward, getting much to close to popping Sesshomaru figurative personal bubble for his liking. “Hn, not that I would ever want that... especially at the sounds you make when I put my fingers in your-”

“Oh God, please don’t finish that sentence!” Sesshomaru panicked, not realizing he had said that out loud.

Inuyasha, or rather... Inuyasha’s past self, quirked an eyebrow at him in amusement.

“Don’t worry, fledgling, I promise I won’t hurt you... too badly anyway. Not unless you ask for it, of course,” Inuyasha grinned, rubbing his tongue against a fang, quietly and intensely observing the one under him. “Mm, you are quite the looker, aren’t you?”

Sesshomaru blinked.

“You... know I’m not... Him?”

A snort was his reply, and then a warm hand started playing with his yellow and blue obi which had earlier taken a good ten minutes for him to figure out how to tie and assemble around his waist.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” Sesshomaru asked as calmly as he could, while on the inside he was flopping around like a fish on dry land.

“Checking out this makeshift outfit of yours... Really, this material is hardly anywhere near the quality that Aniki would wear, what with him being the primper that he is.”

Okay, now Sesshomaru was really confused. And slightly scared.

“Hm, but I don’t suppose I should blame you, huh? You weren’t the one to make this ridiculous outfit, now were you?”

“Feh,” was Sesshomaru’s only response, trying not to make eye contact with the more than likely highly volatile, sexually exuding... thing on top of him, let alone being too obvious about it.

A deep chuckle sounded from the half demon on top of him, causing a nice warm vibration to make its way down their bodies. “You really are too cute, fledgling,” Inuyasha hummed, leaning down to inspect the young youkai.

“My name is Sesshomaru, and if you call me cute again, I’ll strangle you with this fluffy... thing on my shoulder,” Sesshomaru threatened toothlessly, growling.

More chuckling ensued as Inuyasha finally laid his full weight onto his captive, nuzzling against the so-called ‘fluffy thing.’

The half demon smirked inwardly. His lover would have an absolute fit with that later, if he was even conscious to the goings-on right now, that was. After all, mokomoko-sama was an heirloom passed down from their father to Aniki, just like the fire-rat attire was passed down to him.

“Heh, I believe if I referred to you as ‘Sesshomaru,’ regardless if it’s your name or not, I might... confuse you with my lover... Unless, of course, that’s what you’d like for me to do?” Inuyasha grinned into the fur, relishing in his teasing of the young, delicious thing under him (and he really was too cute for his own good, especially his haughty reactions, always accompanied by a rather adorable blush that spread across his sharp features).

Sesshomaru stiffened, complete with gulping and eyebrow twitching. “Ehh...”

“Then that’s settled. Since you’re so cute and your body is positively warm to be against, I’ll refer to you as... Fluffy.”

Sesshomaru tried not to choke on his own saliva, but failed quite miserably.

“Mmm,” Inuyasha nuzzled some more against the pelt, dragging his face to Sesshomaru’s chest and inhaling deeply, enjoying the masculine scent of him. “No? You don’t like that? Then perhaps... I could call you... Ru.” Sesshomaru made a face, causing Inuyasha to laugh. “Well, it’s better than what your Inuyasha used to refer to you as when you were younger... do you not agree?”

The youkai paused in his expression making, taking a brief moment to remember what the half-demon on top of him was talking about.

Back since before Sesshomaru could properly pinpoint, his little brother had called him by the name of Sesshru because he couldn’t pronounce his name in its full glory. Ru had actually been what baby-to-toddler Inuyasha had called him, then when the hanyou was a bit older it evolved into Sesshru, then Sesshou, then Sesshma, then Sesshmaru, and then, finally around the age of ten, did Inuyasha finally call him Sesshomaru.

At first, when Inuyasha had called him by the bastardizations of his honorable name he had lifted his nose at them, but, after a while, they had become endearing (a secret only he knew of), especially the way the hanyou would stumble over how to call him from time to time when he was excited about something or equally upset.

“Aww, have I ignited a fond memory for you, Ru?” came a smirking voice.

Sesshomaru glared. He refused to let this past half demon intimidate him.

“Keh, don’t be so rude to the one who holds knowledge to that which you always feel a need to know,” came a mysterious and slightly cryptic response.

“Hmn, there’s nothing you could possibly know that would interest me,” the demon said, trying to act uninterested. Well, as uninterested as someone on their back with their brother’s past self currently molesting his person could be.

“Uh huh,” Inuyasha said, licking his fangs again and propping back up on to his elbows. “You mean to tell me that you aren’t the least bit curious as to what I know concerning your brother’s current... hobbies?” the hanyou paused, surveying the face below, and just when it looked like the demon was about to protest to ‘not caring’ or whatever ridiculous lie he could come up with, the half demon continued. “... Or perhaps knowledge of whom your brother’s been messing around with at school because of all the sexual tension he has to go through in that house of yours?”

Sesshomaru froze.

Golden eyes stared sightlessly forward as lips pressed together before gaping in a surprised gasp.

What?

Inuyasha had been... fooling around with someone... at school? No. He wouldn’t have done that. There was no way. Inuyasha was one of the shyest people he knew, not to mention the most naïve when it came to sexual situations. There was absolutely no way he’d-

“You’re deluding yourself if you thought he was going to wait for you, Ru.”

Sesshomaru snarled instantly, eyes narrowing dangerously.

“Heh, well don’t kill the messenger. I’m just saying... After all, you remember, I’m sure, how hard it was not to satisfy your body with someone else’s a few months before your own heat, right?” The youkai underneath winced internally, for he remembered just how difficult it had been. “Don’t think that just because we’re half demon that our urges are different from yours.”

“Shut up, you’re nothing like Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru growled, trying to wiggle out from underneath his captor.

“You forget, I am Inuyasha. I’m his past self, his ancestor; our souls are intertwined. Essentially we are one in the same, just as you and Aniki are. It doesn’t matter that you are who you are now. The fact is that the both of you once were us,” Inuyasha stated.

“Hmph, despite what you may look like, in this life or a previous one, and the fact that you might think you know him better than I do... despite all of this and more, you are not my brother,” Sesshomaru replied curtly, an air of dismissal about his visage.

“Stubborn fool...” Inuyasha growled, irritated. However the next moment a foreign and slightly frightening look sparked in his eyes. “Hm, just like Aniki,” the hanyou grinned. “I’m not your brother? Then I suppose... if I did this, it wouldn’t quite bother you, would it?”

Inuyasha moved crafty fingers to the complicated looking obi that ensured the dignity hiding behind the young youkai’s clothing, and what had taken Sesshomaru a good couple of minutes to put on, the half-demon had off in about five seconds flat. He would have been impressed with the speed of such a feat if it didn’t mean his sakura-printed haori was being ripped off at the moment, and, oops, there went his shatsu... Wait a second!!

“What the hell do you think you’re doin-!! Mmmphh!” was the muffled demand. Currently Sesshomaru had a mouthful of half demon tongue and, damn, those fingers from Hell (because really, they’d be shipped there Express if they had been snuck into the Heavens) were doing ridiculously arousing things to his chest...

Not that he’d admit to that.

The next moment Sesshomaru couldn’t help the moan that erupted from his throat.

Well, fuck, never mind, he just did apparently.

“Heh, looks like you’re enjoying this more than you’re willing to admit, Ru,” Inuyasha chuckled, continuing his heated touches. “Though, I wonder, is it because of me, or the fact that your brother’s body is the one doing this?”

Sesshomaru growled, trying to force his way out from underneath the psycho bitch that his brother had to carry around in him.

Apparently, however, with the change into Past Inuyasha, his half-brother’s body seemed to have acquired his powers, as well as his unbelievable strength, too.

“So you’ve noticed finally; you aren’t that quick in the head, are you, Ru?” Inuyasha teased, to which Sesshomaru snarled at yet again. “Ah, that’s alright, that’s one difference that Aniki and you have then. I wonder what other differences you have? I’m sure I’ll enjoy finding them out...”

Regardless of the fact that, yes, now he knew that the half demon on top of him was stronger than he was, Sesshomaru still tried to make his great escape. There was no way he was going to sit still without a fight while the old lecher inside his brother’s body looked like he was about to eat him! No fucking way!

“Argh, get off of me! I’m not your mate!” Sesshomaru tried. Inuyasha paused in sucking on his pulse, bringing his face up to look him in the eyes. Success! “Besides, I really doubt he’d be happy about this, what with you fawning over some other... guy, regardless if it’s the same body he’s in as well. I’m fairly sure you know how upset stuff like this gets him?” Okay, that was a little weird to say but hopefully now the half-breed would GET the point of GETTING off of him.

A moment of silence passed. And then an evil, evil, really evil(!) smile crossed the half-demon’s face.

“Oh, I’m counting on it.”

SAY WHAT!?!! was what the demon screamed in his head, but what came out was, “Excuse me?” all the while cocking an eyebrow and frowning. Else he’d have been a wide-eyed, blubbering mess of protests.

“I know exactly how jealous he gets. In that respect, you and he aren’t so different. Besides, right now that son of a bitch deserves as much,” Inuyasha growled.

Sesshomaru feh’d and responded as airily as he could with, “I’m hardly the jealous type.”

What a lie.

“Didn’t your father ever teach you not to lie? You’re most assuredly the jealous type. If all those times in the past when your brother would get close to someone and you’d throw a fit was you not getting jealous, I’m not sure I’d like to see what you’re like when you do. Besides, you practically jumped us when that human teacher insinuated the things he did,” Inuyasha stated.

Sesshomaru snorted at such a ludicrous notion. “I was only trying to defend the mutt’s honor since he’s too stupid to realize when a sexual innuendo is made, and involving him no less!”

“Right, I really believe that. Hmm. Then how about when I mentioned your brother’s sexual liaisons with someone at school?” the hanyou prodded further, Determination being his middle name.

Sesshomaru paused in his haughty attitude towards the world, wondering if that was really true. No, there was no way... Not his brother... Not Inuyasha... He’d never-!

“I wouldn’t lie about something like this, Ru. But don’t blame him. His body needed release and at the time the only one he was willing to turn to, let alone acknowledge that he was attracted to, was within his range of friends. You can’t seriously tell me you expected him to remain... pure, until you would accept him?”

Sesshomaru frowned, turning his head to the side, not dignifying that question with a response. Though, unfortunately his unresponsiveness gave his answer away.

“Wow. Aniki and you really are quite alike, aren’t you?”

“Don’t compare me to that bastard!” Sesshomaru growled, eyes meeting the one’s above his again.

Inuyasha actually felt bad for the kid. The young demon really had, deep inside of himself, expected his brother to remain untouched until their inevitable... entanglement began.

The hanyou from the past was so caught up in his own thoughts that he barely caught on to the fact that Sesshomaru was saying something.

“What was that?”

The youkai paused for a bit, before lowly saying, “Their name; What is it?” That was most definitely a demand more so than a request for information.

Ah, damn, he hated being in the middle... Life really wasn’t fair for an ancestor that haunted body after body... Inuyasha sighed. Before when he had been trying to pique Sesshomaru’s emotions by mentioning his brother’s sexual encounters he had really been trying to lure out his mate. The thing that they had learned throughout their millennia or more of jumping from body to body, is that when a person’s feelings are strained, whether it’s from panic or arousal, their mental barriers then became weaker and thus allowed the past souls an opening to get through and take control.

But now... Now Inuyasha was feeling bad for having brought up something that so obviously hurt the youngling. And while it may have not been his mate making scowls and hurt puppy dog expressions, the hanyou’s heart couldn’t help but lurch at what he’d done, knowing that he was the cause of it.

“I... can’t tell you that,” Inuyasha mumbled.

“Why the hell not!” the demon demanded.

“Because if I do, you’ll go and rip them to pieces and throw their bits about the school, that’s why.” And that’s the last thing that the hanyou wanted to deal with right now, not to mention if the demon did indeed plan to hurt, in any way, the one that Inuyasha’s vessel had fooled around with, it would more than likely cause the little one much pain... because that person was a dear friend.

“I’m more dignified than that,” Sesshomaru said, pouting slightly. “I’d be discrete and clean the blood up.”

Ah, so there was Difference Number Two; apparently while this Sesshomaru wouldn’t like the world to know of his victims, his Sesshomaru would promptly display the carcasses for everyone to see.

“Who are they?” came a softer voice. Inuyasha had the decency to look taken aback at what he heard in that tone. Such rage... such deep sorrow. And because of that he relented, if only a bit.

“I won’t say their name, that’s up to your brother. But I will tell you that it’s not a he, it’s a she.”

Sesshomaru made the barest sound of a gasp.

“Don’t worry, Ru, they haven’t done much of anything for a few months, since that first time,” Inuyasha tried to comfort.

“Like I care,” came the snort.

Uh huh, sure you don’t, Inuyasha thought, thankful that he had put his vessel in a deep cell within their mind, so he wouldn’t know what was going on since the fall from the ladder.

“Oh, you do. You’re the type that’s possessive, whether it’s an object or a person. And especially when it comes to people. And even more so with a potential lover.”

“He’s my brother!” came the anticipated and flimsy argument.

“Hm, then tell me, Ru, why your body radiates with unconcealed desire when this body of your brother’s touches you?” To prove his point further, Inuyasha moved his hips down and forward, effectively grinding against the youkai’s groin, enjoying the electrifying sensation he got after a century of confined solitude.

“Nngghh,” Sesshomaru groaned, tilting his head back and letting his eyes close. Gods, anyone’s body would react to stimulation like this! But... would he really be acting as strongly?

The youkai opened his eyes, sternly, yet warily looking at the half demon on top of him whose cheeks were now slightly pink, a sign of his eagerness with his experimentation.

“Why does your body stiffen in apprehension and anticipation when you chance a look at it in its original state?” the hanyou mouthed against a strong neck. When no response came, he elaborated. “How many times have you snuck a look at him while he showered at home? Or after Kendo practice? How many times did you find yourself walking toward his hazy silhouette in the bathing room, more than willing to rock yourself against him?” Inuyasha grinned as Sesshomaru seemingly gave up yet again on glaring at him, and instead pushed up into the hand that was palming him through his hakama, throwing his head to the side in wanton abandon.

Inuyasha wondered idly how long it would take this young demon to admit his attraction to his own brother. Was it really so hard to acknowledge such a thing? Hm, the half demon smirked mentally. What was he thinking? He could still remember how difficult it had been for his lover and him to admit their mutual desire for the other’s body, let alone that they, deep down (deep, deep, way, way, WAY down in Sesshomaru’s case), felt an inexorable pull towards the other... that they loved each other.

Back then it wasn’t unheard of for males to be together but now... now it was frowned upon by some. He found it surprising how this Sesshomaru was more concerned about public status, about what others would think of him... just like what he had felt back then. How worried he had been... what his friends would think of him... being a half demon back then was bad enough... but... to be with his own (very male) brother like that...

No, it seemed this Sesshomaru was much more like Inuyasha in some ways, rather than his lover. And if that’s the case... Inuyasha thought, eyes traveling up to the youkai’s visage. Then perhaps...

Inuyasha chuckled, causing Sesshomaru’s eyes to snap open, his breathing uneven and his cheeks flushed with blood, as were other various parts of his body.

“You look absolutely ridiculous with that garbage on,” came a mumbled snort. Reaching up with both hands, Inuyasha wiped away the applied makeup Sesshomaru had put on earlier; to look more like a ‘demon’ with ‘demon’ markings was fitting for the Feudal Era volunteers, is what InuTaishou had demanded he be reminiscent of (Sesshomaru had a sneaking suspicion that his father just wanted to put his sons in makeup for chuckles later in life).

“I won’t lie, Ru, I almost mistook you for Him when I first saw you. It’s amazing how you unconsciously put this stuff on exactly where his birthmarks were... Heh, I don’t think I’ll even comment on this stupid wig. I can’t believe your father made you wear something made of horse hair,” the hanyou added, ripping off both his and Sesshomaru’s long white wigs and throwing them off the stage. “Aniki’s hair was nothing near as course.” Inuyasha paused, fingering the silky strands of Sesshomaru’s shoulder length locks. “No. His was much more silky... It’d have to be, what with him preening it everyday…” Inuyasha leaned down, letting their breaths co-mingle as a fang popped out of his grin.

That breath became even more intense still as Inuyasha’s nose leaned down to smell along his neck, taking in that musky aroma that sent waves of pleasure down his spine. “Gods, you even smell like Him... a mixture of twelve herbs and spices.” The body underneath him let out a gasp as a hot tongue slithered past lips, only to commence with licking up Sesshomaru’s column of flesh, tasting the very essence of the body encompassing the one he desired most. “You’ll have to tell me what you use... He was always so stubborn and would never give up the secret no matter how much I begged.”

Teeth nipped along Sesshomaru’s jaw, making him bite his lip so hard it bled, and all so he could stop the moan that was threatening to escape from his throat. A playful face met his as a certain twinkle fell into the hanyou’s eyes. “Tell me, Ru, do you like to beg?”

Sesshomaru’s entire face lit up in a blush, and he tried to turn away, tried to push the other away, something, anything, but he instead found he was powerless under the others grasp. And in some ways, though he would rather die than admit it, being that helpless under Inuyasha... any Inuyasha, turned him on.

That feeling was only intensified as a hand snaked into his costume, making blazing trails against his already heated skin and ending up down at his bellybutton, just circling the area as Inuyasha watched his face like a hawk for any kind of reaction... Which only caused Sesshomaru to try even harder to cover up any and all emotions that could possibly reflect in his eyes.

“I bet you do...” Inuyasha leaned down, licking his cheek before trailing open mouthed kisses to his mouth, just barely letting their lips touch as he rested his upon the youkai’s. “Will you do it for me, Ru? Can I make you beg?”

Sesshomaru threw his head to the side, giving the other ample opportunity to attack the open area, leaving bite after bite along his neck, as if to prove his existence to the world. “Stop it... You shouldn’t... You’re not...” Sesshomaru tried saying.

“Your brother?” Inuyasha finished for him, smirking as he undid the tie holding the top part of the youkai’s costume together. “Keh, would this be okay if I was?”

“Go to hell!” Sesshomaru gasped out, now arching into the sinful touch he knew he really shouldn’t want more of. What the hell was wrong with him? Why wasn’t he fighting this more!? More importantly... Why did this fake Inuyasha’s last statement ring so true?

Inuyasha’s kisses traveled down his neck, meeting where his hands left off and making fire boil through the demon’s body. This wasn’t fair... this wasn’t how it was supposed to be! The familiar body atop him should have a different spirit in control!

“Mmmm, you taste so good, Ru... How 'bout you give me more than just a taste though?” As Inuyasha was saying this his skillful fingers undid the tie around Sesshomaru’s waist, just letting his hakama hang loosely around his hips.



“Why... are you doing this?” Sesshomaru managed to get out, feeling embarrassment beyond anything he had ever felt as he saw a noticeable bulge sticking up from between his legs.

Inuyasha didn’t seem fazed by this in the slightest, and in fact he looked down right pleased by the recent update. “Because I can... and because you want it,” he said, emphasizing his point by dragging a clawed hand over his clothed erection, making Sesshomaru turn his face away again just to muffle his scream. “Just think, Ru, you can pretend it’s him... your precious... little... brother...” The hanyou leaned down, pulling Sesshomaru’s face back towards the front and letting his tongue lull out to lick the others panting mouth. “It’ll be our little secret... I promise... Nobody has to know but us.”

That statement made the youkai shake as he thought about his brother. The way he had always looked at his Inuyasha, feeling an unfamiliar warmth in his heart while his brother would stare back at him in hatred. And it was getting harder and harder to hate him back; the way every time he saw him he wanted to jump his bones since... Hell, now that he thought about it, since before he even knew what sex was... And the way that this Inuyasha was sitting a top him... He knew without a doubt that this was the only way he could ever even partially have the one he really wanted most.

In a split second of lost sanity Sesshomaru nodded, and he swore he could hear how loud his heart was pounding deep within his chest. Smirking once again, Inuyasha gave a slight nod above him. The ancient hanyou continued to smirk as he leaned down to connect their mouths, effectively sealing the deal, while simultaneously delving a hand down those now loose fitting pants and grabbing the very epitome of Sesshomaru’s desire.

“Ungh!” the youkai grunted in the back of his throat, hips pushing upwards while experienced fingers brushed through curls of coarse white hair, trailing along the hard path of the pillar of flesh below. Gods, but this had to be a dream... Was it really possible that Inuyasha was touching him like this... touching Sesshomaru like he did when he slept fitfully at night, wishing those ghost touches from his dream Inuyasha were real?

Sesshomaru painstakingly cracked an eye open, looking upon the panting hanyou on top of him.

Oh, God... It was him... but it wasn’t... No, while the body on top of him may belong to his little brother, within the actions of the aggressive hanyou was the ancient spirit of another...

Weight shifted and Inuyasha finally managed to remove the red obi from around his waist, not feeling the shame that his current self would have felt had he been conscious to the goings on when his hakama fluttered around his thighs, graciously exposing a very elegant arch of arousal. Gods but it had been so long since he had felt pleasure physically.

“Ru...” came a deep rumble of breath near the youkai’s throat. “Ru... look at me...” When no response came, with the exception of labored breathing and the squeezing of shut eyes, Inuyasha slowly smiled, a devious fang slipping between mischievous lips as he tried a new approach, changing the tone of his voice. “Sesshomaru... Hey, you asshole, look at me!”

Sesshomaru’s heart thudded against his ribcage... that voice... that was...!!

The youkai’s eyes snapped open, mouth gaping as he looked into the familiar smug face of his brother... But... wasn’t his past self in control?

“You look like a codfish with your mouth hanging open like that,” Inuyasha smirked, sitting up and fully straddling the demon beneath, still continuing to lightly run fingers up and down Sesshomaru penis. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be with your precious brother like this? Because for whatever reason, you have it in your mind that he’d never touch you like I am, correct?”

Sesshomaru continued to hold his breath, eyes betraying the fear he held inside.

Inuyasha leaned forward again, lips brushing against lips teasingly, as luminous, otherworldly eyes stared into softer, more tamed ones. “You forget, I know how he truly feels about you... and that’s-!”

“SHUT UP!” Sesshomaru roared, digging his claws into Inuyasha’s thighs, hauling him over and slamming his back against the ground of the stage, taking his own turn in staring down at the one below, straddling the slightly smaller male. Gold eyes receded into red as Sesshomaru’s fury finally caught up with him. However, mixed in with fury was fear, hope and arousal.

Sesshomaru was furious, more so with himself than the ancestor Inuyasha, simply because he was too afraid to hear the truth... to hear what his brother really felt for him. What if Inuyasha didn’t feel the same way for him? Would he drown and suffocate in unrequited passion? Though along with those fears also came a spark of hope that somehow his little brother would someday come to desire him as much as he desired Inuyasha... The thought made his mind spin with arousal until he wasn’t sure what was real anymore.

Inuyasha kept still, completely stunned that this youth was able to overwhelm him physically. No one but his Sesshomaru... was able... to... do that...

Oh no.

Oh Gods no... Was... Was He awake? Had He taken control of Ru’s body when Inuyasha hadn’t been paying attention?! Shit, if his lover was awake... while that was a good thing, the hanyou knew how much trouble he would be in; he knew how jealous his Aniki could get, and he really didn’t want Ru to have to suffer the consequences for something that wasn’t his fault...

However his thoughts stopped when he noticed all clothing removed, from himself and Sesshomaru’s person, and a pair of familiarly strong thighs encompassing his midsection... by all that was merciful, his erection just brushed up against that of the one that belonged to the gorgeous being on top of him.

Inuyasha snapped to attention when a well-known face leaned in to look at his from scant inches away, causing twitching, aching organs to embrace briefly in a wet kiss.

“Inuyasha...” the youkai breathed, eyes at half-mast as they stared at the plump looking lips before him. “Inuyasha... can you feel how much I want you right now?”

The half demon in turn gasped for breath, claws coming up to protest (protest what, he wasn’t quite sure) but were instead captured by one of Sesshomaru’s larger hands and forced above his head with a resounding smack against the wood of the stage.

“Answer my question, hanyou. Can you feel how much I want your body right now?” Sesshomaru growled, pressing his hips forward, just in case the younger one had somehow missed his aching desire between them.

“I- Sesshomaru-” Inuyasha started. Was this... was his Aniki in control? Or was this the youngling from before? Through all the millennia where he and his lover had switched bodies, time and time again, he had never come upon an instance where he was uncertain of who exactly was in control. Another impatient growl and press of hips stopped his train of thought as Inuyasha uttered out a groan of, “Gods, yes...”

“Inuyasha...” Sesshomaru whispered , closing his eyes, allowing his mouth to open and pant.

The ancient half demon, though it was hard at the time, came to the conclusion that this wasn’t his Sesshomaru, it was the current vessel of Sesshomaru. No, he took that back. This was Ru being taken over by his demonic instincts, and those instincts were telling him to possess and conquer. While having to wait to reunite soul for soul with his lover saddened him, Inuyasha had to admit that the feral side to the youngling was very reminiscent… not to mention arousing. He could have a lot of fun while pretending his Aniki had come out to play.

“Oh fuck...” Inuyasha gasped out as fingers splayed across his thighs, finally latching onto his phallus.

“Inuyasha... You have no idea how much... I’ve wanted to touch you like this...” Sesshomaru growled, groaning the next moment as he not only grasped Inuyasha’s arousal, but his own as well, pumping them against the other, together.

The amazing friction and delicious heat that accompanied the demon’s steady tugs caused Inuyasha to pant harder than he’d ever done before... at least that’s what he thought every time his mate touched him so aggressively and with such wanton passion.

But this... This wasn’t his mate, right?

Another burst of euphoria shot up Inuyasha’s body and he arched against the trembling fingers that somehow also held a knowing way to knead him into the throes of passion.

Gods, but it didn’t matter if the one in control now wasn’t his mate... the bastard was inside the same body so it really shouldn’t matter that much, right? Sure his Sesshomaru would be jealous once he learned of the encounter, but it equaled out his brother’s earlier actions of partaking of the naïve hanyou. Fair and square.

InuYasha moaned, thrashing his head about while squeezing his eyes shut as Sesshomaru attacked where shoulder met neck with a ferocious passion only someone in love could accomplish.

Whether this Sesshomaru knew it or not he was attacking one of the ancient half demon’s most sensitive, pleasurable parts, all the while continuing with his very certain jerking of other sensitive, pleasurable parts further below.

“Oh shit... Se-sho...maru!” Luminous eyes snapped open as the hanyou went into staring sightlessly above before blinking rapidly and trying to angle his eyes around the white hair that was attached to his neck, to see slender fingers tugging in an upwards motion on both their penises. By the gods, he wasn’t sure he was going to last much longer!!

“Inuyasha,” came a growl from near the hanyou’s neck, nipping and pressing licks and kisses to soothe the wonderful ache away with jolting, wet pleasure.

“Shit, oh shit, oh shit... Sesshomaru... Close... I’m gonna-! Gods, I... Holy fuck! Koi, I-!!”

At Inuyasha’s passionate proclamation (at what had to be a nickname only a lover from long ago would call another), something thick thrummed throughout Sesshomaru’s being, effectively waking up his usual side.

Shaking his head, the red of his demonic half finally receded from his eyes, and Sesshomaru could only stare at the naked hanyou below him in absolute stupor. Blinking a few times to clear the muddled thoughts running amuck in his head, the youkai gazed down at the ancient half demon again, mumbling an apology while pulling away from the delectably sweaty body.

“Wai- what?!” a confused Inuyasha cried out, thoroughly displeased that his orgasm had been so rudely snatched away.

“I’m... sorry. I’m not sure what came over me...” Sesshomaru said, laying the palm of his hand on his forehead while his fingers tried to massage an ache in his temple away.

What the fuck?! Inuyasha mentally panicked. So close... I was... So...!

Just as Sesshomaru meant to stand, gather his clothes and run like hell away from one of the more embarrassing moments of his life, Inuyasha growled ferociously, not giving much warning of his next move.

Suddenly, and before the demon could have even realized he was in trouble, Sesshomaru found himself pressed against the wall across the stage, a resounding smack emphasizing his fifteen foot journey into a very large cardboard tree located near a cardboard well that he saw the remaining parts of his outfit had flown into.

Not a second later was there a naked body rubbing up against his thigh, a thick, heated pillar of flesh seemingly licking itself in frantic motions against his own.

“Wh-!” Sesshomaru gasped as erections were pressed together on every up movement.

“Shut the hell up,” Inuyasha snapped gruffly, eyes narrowed and staring lustfully. “You can’t tease me like that and then just take it away! I. Was. So. Close! Nhgnn!!” the hanyou grunted, hips undulating without mercy against the delicious body in front of him. “Gods! I can’t... I-!”

Feeling like he couldn’t find release in his frenzy of hips and sweat, Inuyasha nearly screamed when he felt a large hand press into his hip, effectively stopping his movements. A moment later and another hand grabbed his penis, pressing it firmly against another erection, pumping up and down. Fingers tweaked the head of the half demon’s sex, every so often, making the puppy-eared male whine in a highly arousing way.

The faces that Inuyasha was making, whether it was the ancient half-breed or not, were exciting Sesshomaru to new means of euphoria. God, if it felt this good touching him where he’d always wanted to... what would it be like if he were to go down on his hands and knees and suck him off? Fucking hell, how fast would he climax if he fucked the hanyou’s mouth... or even more, fucked-!!

Inuyasha screamed, climaxing into Sesshomaru’s hand and gripping his shoulders so hard he left red welts down his chest as he started to fall to his knees. Though he caught himself somewhere around Sesshomaru’s hips and stared up at him, mouth and lungs grasping for air, eyes shining in a lazy light and cheeks flushed a very becoming shade of pink...

It was the most erotic thing Sesshomaru had ever seen, and to have it be seen on his brother’s face, that naked body then using all of its remaining strength to push itself back into a standing position, leaning wantonly against his sweaty, heaving chest... That was the last straw. Sesshomaru threw his head back, giving one final tug to his erection and opened his mouth to scream his release.

However, just as his very vocal expression of enjoyment was about to be announced for anyone outside of the theatre to hear a mouth was covering his, swallowing his yell and tonguing him into contentment as he spilled himself all over Inuyasha’s stomach.

Slowly coming down from his high, and still making out with Inuyasha’s ancestor, Sesshomaru let himself glide into a sitting position, a lap full of hanyou filling the lonely void that usually came after his solo performances in the shower or his bedroom late at night.

This was how he always wanted it to be... soft lips and wandering tongue meshing with his own after love making... Sesshomaru closed his eyes, relaxing into the mouth that was warmly and gently kissing him as he allowed his hands to wander down to and knead the soft white globes of Inuyasha’s ass, earning him a rolling purr from the back of the hanyou’s throat.

Neither Sesshomaru, nor his brother’s ancestor, would know what hell would come from their actions...

Neither knew of the boiling fury that was building up in either body from within the deep recesses of their minds.


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Author’s Note: Thank you to Stina the Wicked, Ahja Reyn, and ChimaeraChan for helping out and inspiring me for various parts of this chapter! Also, thank you to all of you who like this story, and especially to those that have reviewed! Without you, I wouldn’t love this story as much as I do! And I’m sorry it takes me a while to update but I do end up doing it eventually!