You have brought this upon yourself

In the heartbeats that followed, Inuyasha mentally kicked himself for entertaining the mere hope that his brother would return even a grain of emotion that he felt. He stomped madly on the disillusionment, trying to concentrate. Not only had he befuddled (stoical as Sesshomaru may appear, Inuyasha could sense it) his unequipped brother into a standstill, now he had to find a way to resume their activities before he passed out and further humiliated himself.



The only thing that came to mind (Oh, don’t stop you randy youkai, you!) would only dissolve the hanyou into a fit of hysterical giggles, which would bode well in no situation involving his brother. His mind was deadened to rational thought, as his body’s needs for reprieve in either the physical or sexual sense made him unable to process anything beyond mad, nonsensical solutions.



At the same time, the youkai could do nothing with the nugget of revelation. How badly hurt his brother’s feelings were beyond his practice and therefore, lacking the know-how to correct it. Of course, apologizing never occurred to him either. So, older brother plowed forward as if he never noticed, as males are want to do at awkward moments; unknowingly saving his brother the trouble of making matters worse with his reckless tongue.



“Your mouth is best put to use in pleasing me, hanyou.” Sesshomaru murmured, contented when the hanyou’s eyes narrowed, lips parted as he breathed heavily.



“Suckin’…yer cock…is tha only…thing ya like meh…doin’ wit’ it?” He panted, no longer having the strength to pull his head up again. Relief engulfed the hanyou when the tormenting hands disengaged from his sore flesh.



“Currently, yes.” The tall youkai stood, eyeing his brother as he pulled the sash from the yukata to allow it to frame his pale body. A large hand caressed his erection as he watched the bound, weakening hanyou intently.



Inuyasha heard the shifting of clothing and the soft scrape of skin on skin. It captivated the little brother and he toiled to raise his head to investigate the noise. The vision before him was well worth the effort. He didn’t bother to conceal his desire for the hard phallus. To have that long, thick chunk of flesh was a measure of control over the youkai prince. He distantly wondered if his brother realized it.



The amount of faith involved played an important factor. To let him devour the precious, vulnerable appendage was risky. That his brother had that much trust in him was encouraging. It had never struck the shorter man before Sesshomaru found him again how much damage he could inflict before his brother could kill him.



Tetsusaiga contributed to Inuyasha proving his brother couldn’t regenerate totally lost limbs.



Unless said appendage reappeared wielding a new blade. What were the chances of that happening a second time?



At any rate, Inuyasha had acquired an oral fetish in the long hours he’d been left to envisage what his brother would do next. Maybe it was just a compulsion to surmount his brother in their sexual games. Either way, the urge to gratify his brother by with his mouth remained.



“Ya just…gonna fucken’…stand there? I’ll…try no’ ta…dissapoint…Maru-nii.”



Sesshomaru strode around the hanyou, positioning between Mokomoko and Inuyasha once more. He was amazed at the haste that spurred adrenaline into his blood. It was the hungry eyes, the eagerness wafting with the blood and sweat in the air that stirred the youkai into a furiously aroused state.



Inuyasha tilted his head back, maw opening wide for easy, albeit angled, access to the constricted passage. Sesshomaru stepped forward, rotating his hips slowly to brush the glistening head against the waiting lips. His blood sang with ecstasy of first contact.



The pre-cum gave the lips an artificial sheen. The sight of the pink tongue darting to lick the glossy fluid greedily nearly undid the youkai. He wanted to ravage the throat and pour his scalding release down the contracting channel. He fought the impulse, breathing a tad faster as his mind ran through the various outcomes. It was the wet, hot silk of the hanyou’s orifice that snapped the youkai back into reality.



Inuyasha’s vision was severely limited due to the feathery sack and thick shaft, leaving him handicapped and ignorant to his brother’s inner struggle for fortitude. The hanyou became intolerant of the wait for the youkai prince to take advantage of him. The warm head was still skimming across his bottom lip in a languishing movement.



He flicked the organ off track with his tongue, locking his waiting lips around it. He suckled voraciously, tonguing the brimming slit to try to extract more of the salty fluid forth.



Sesshomaru hissed and buried his pulsing shaft into the ready throat, hands cupping the back of the hanyou’s head and neck. He remained mindful of the angle of attack, not wanting to graze the sharp teeth or upset the hanyou into accidentally nipping his precious member from a jostling. He stayed firmly planted, glorying in the fervor that threatened to strip him of control.



The younger brother’s nose was so conveniently buried in the soft fur that enveloped the scrotum. There was a strong craving to breathe in the musky scent of his brother’s sex. Regrettably, his throat was stuffed near bursting with the hefty phallus, making breathing all together impossible.



The hanyou had to concentrate on detaining his gag reflex as he massaged the member by tightening the esophagus. Gold eyes shut, hoping his brother would pull back enough to give him enough air before he gave the youkai incentive.



Sesshomaru sensed the dawning need for oxygen, withdrawing enough to allow a long breath through the nose and approving the sight of his spit-slick shaft. He slid back inside the balmy channel, drinking in the sight of the bulging path his cock created along the neck.



I will not last if he keeps this up. Sesshomaru winced when the hanyou taunted and teased the sensitive organ at every available opportunity. He is far better than last time. How did…?



Jealousy sprouted, spilling to consume the youkai as he imagined his little brother practicing on one of the male companions. The urge to punish, even without confirming, gave him pause before he went back into the down-stroke. He’d kill them. The okami should have known better than to have gotten involved intimately with his brother. The monk was human and forgivable (barely), but the okami would suffer for the trespassing. He’d rend the pack to pieces, purge their very existence from the earth and plunge them to the depths of the seven hells only after they begged for their deaths.



The anger slipped from him like sand, his brother hallowing his cheeks in his effort to suck the cock back into his throat. The lascivious youkai dug his nails into the scalp, sweating with the effort not to cum. He had to get in the hanyou now. He refused to finish anywhere but the ass he’d claimed. He extracted his cock completely, enjoying the smoky look from the golden orbs that were locked on his glistening phallus. The lips were a touch rosy, matching the flushed face.



“Put…yer cock…back fucker…’M not done…wit’ ya yet…” Inuyasha demanded in a husky voice.



“Break free if you want it, little brother.” Sesshomaru murmured the challenge thickly, running a fist up and down the wet member slowly. “That is, if you think you can.”



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Short, I know. I'm trying not to drag this out, but I've got so much to type! I don't want to make the chapters too long....I found out already that there's a max amount....anyway...



Demitria Miriam - Due to my obsession with detail, I think this will be the last torture session...



DemonLadySesshomaru - I don't think Sesshomaru really even cares, right now. Too self-centered, our youkai.



sweetsatincocoa - I'm glad that I'm actually able to give that kind of feeling! I've never done it before, but I am interested. I would probably be in Inuyasha's shoes, though. o.o I don't think I could handle what I'm putting him through. I actually got in this position (to see if it were possible to hold for long periods, but no katana) and I was very unhappy with life.



Demitria Miriam - Thank you so much for the support!



midnightsweet - You're so right. ^-^