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Midnight Summons
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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male › Sesshōmaru/Naraku
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Adult ++
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Midnight Summons
Midnight Summons
Disclaimer: Inu Yasha series aint mine. None of these people are mine. This is yaoi so read at ya own risk. There's abuse, sex, swears, umm, two boys going at it . . . . This is rape as well. I tried to keep in their speech patterns with the words they'd use and the way they'd say stuff. This is also AU I suppose, since as far as I know, Nara an Fluffy never got it on ^_^ Hate it? Tell me at dallart@gmail.com.
Sesshomaru walked the halls of the mansion without fear. His footsteps echoing down the long, empty hall as he passed room after room of closed doors, “Why did Naraku summon me here? What purpose does he have in mind for a midnight meeting?”
Finally he saw a light at the end of the hall. It spilled out of the open door to make a bright rectangle on the polished floor. Sesshomaru’s pace slowed as he reached and entered the glow. Turning, he looked into the room.
“How good of you to come Sesshomaru. I see my messenger found you.”
Sesshomaru drew back his arm and flung the severed head into the room. It hit the floor and rolled, coming to a stop at Naraku’s feet where he stood by the only window, “It reached me, but I’m afraid it didn’t survive to deliver my reply.”
Naraku bent and picked up the head, cradling it in his hands, “Such a pity, this was one of my better creations.” He tenderly brushed the hair from the dead, staring eyes, “Yes, I think I’ll miss this one . . . “
As Sesshomaru watched, the thing turned to dust as a gentle breeze entered from the window to blow it away, “What do you want of me Naraku? Why did you summon me to this empty place?”
“Ahhhh, you do get right to the point don’t you Sesshomaru?” as he spoke, Naraku turned completely from the window and started forward, “There are several ways I could answer your question, but I think I prefer this one . . . . “ Naraku approached Sesshomaru and reached out, brushing the hair from the dog demon’s eyes with the same tenderness he’d bestowed on the severed head moments ago. Before he could react, Naraku leaned in and placed his lips lightly on Sesshomaru’s.
Sesshomaru jerked his head back and brought his arm up to knock away Naraku’s hand in his hair. He jumped back, out into the hallway, and drew his sword Toukijin, “You brought me here in the middle of the night to kiss me Naraku? That seems a very stupid reason indeed.”
“Oh no, that wasn’t why I summoned you. I have many more things I want to do than merely kiss you,”
Naraku stood in the doorway, blood-red eyes tracking every move Sesshomaru made, “Calm down my friend. Sheath your sword,” he gave Sesshomaru a very suggestive smile, “So I can sheath mine.”
Sesshomaru made a disgusted noise but sheathed his sword anyway, no longer perceiving a threat from the other demon, “You disgust me Naraku. I can’t even kill you, it would insult Toukijin,” he turned on his heel and started to retrace his steps down the corridor. He was nearly to the first closed door when something alerted his senses to danger.
Sesshomaru jumped but he was too late. Huge thorn-covered vines erupted from the walls and twined around him, slicing through the kimono he wore and immobilizing him. He glared at the vines and then at the demon that stood in front of him looking smug, “Is this how you treat all you guests Naraku? Or is it only the ones who refuse you that get bound?” he struggled experimentally and frowned as the thorns cut into his pale skin drawing dark, red-black blood, “Release me.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that just yet dear friend.”
“Do you honestly think you can keep me bound like this? Unlike my brother, I’m a full demon.”
“Yes, I’m aware of that. I’m also aware that you’re still hanging in my vines,” Naraku stepped closer and reached out, touching first Sesshomaru’s hair again, then his face, wiping away a stray drop of blood before sucking it off his finger, “Mmmmm, now, will you behave, or do I need to keep you bound a little longer?”
Sesshomaru continued to glare at Naraku, “Why me? Is Kikyo no longer to your liking? Or maybe you just couldn’t seduce that human my brother follows . . . “
The crack of flesh-on-flesh was terribly loud in the otherwise silent mansion. Naraku lowered his hand and watched with a satisfied smirk as Sesshomaru slowly turned his head back to face him. A thin line of richly red blood was starting to ooze from a split lip and Naraku’s lips curved even more seeing it, “Well demon? Will you behave or will I need to repeat what I just did a few more times?”
Sesshomaru’s tongue came out, probing gingerly at his lip, “Was that supposed to hurt?”
Naraku’s smile disappeared and he stepped up closer, thrusting his face into the other demon’s, “I’ll have what I want from you, willing or not,” Again he leaned in, grabbing Sesshomaru’s chin when he tried to turn his head away. This time Naraku didn’t try to kiss him, instead he gently licked away the blood from his lip, keeping his eyes on Sesshomaru’s.
Sesshomaru growled deep in his throat, arm flexing and straining against the vines, ignoring the way the thorns tore into his skin and the blood that dripped from his clenched fingers, “You’re sick Naraku! Release me right now!”
Naraku chuckled and drew his face back a bit, “You really think that I’m sick Sesshomaru? How amusing. But really, I have better uses for your mouth, and it’s time I showed you some of them . . . “ he leaned back in, still holding Sesshomaru’s face hostage in his surprisingly gentle fingers, and kissed him again.
Sesshomaru clenched his teeth and tried to move his head but couldn’t, all he could do was watch Naraku’s face as he was kissed. He felt the other demon’s tongue probing at his lips and wanted to be sick. His skin crawled and a shudder shook his body as suddenly the gentle fingers turned brutal and forced his jaws to part, allowing Naraku to deepen the kiss. “Nnnugh!”
“Mmmmmm . . . . . “
Disclaimer: Inu Yasha series aint mine. None of these people are mine. This is yaoi so read at ya own risk. There's abuse, sex, swears, umm, two boys going at it . . . . This is rape as well. I tried to keep in their speech patterns with the words they'd use and the way they'd say stuff. This is also AU I suppose, since as far as I know, Nara an Fluffy never got it on ^_^ Hate it? Tell me at dallart@gmail.com.
Sesshomaru walked the halls of the mansion without fear. His footsteps echoing down the long, empty hall as he passed room after room of closed doors, “Why did Naraku summon me here? What purpose does he have in mind for a midnight meeting?”
Finally he saw a light at the end of the hall. It spilled out of the open door to make a bright rectangle on the polished floor. Sesshomaru’s pace slowed as he reached and entered the glow. Turning, he looked into the room.
“How good of you to come Sesshomaru. I see my messenger found you.”
Sesshomaru drew back his arm and flung the severed head into the room. It hit the floor and rolled, coming to a stop at Naraku’s feet where he stood by the only window, “It reached me, but I’m afraid it didn’t survive to deliver my reply.”
Naraku bent and picked up the head, cradling it in his hands, “Such a pity, this was one of my better creations.” He tenderly brushed the hair from the dead, staring eyes, “Yes, I think I’ll miss this one . . . “
As Sesshomaru watched, the thing turned to dust as a gentle breeze entered from the window to blow it away, “What do you want of me Naraku? Why did you summon me to this empty place?”
“Ahhhh, you do get right to the point don’t you Sesshomaru?” as he spoke, Naraku turned completely from the window and started forward, “There are several ways I could answer your question, but I think I prefer this one . . . . “ Naraku approached Sesshomaru and reached out, brushing the hair from the dog demon’s eyes with the same tenderness he’d bestowed on the severed head moments ago. Before he could react, Naraku leaned in and placed his lips lightly on Sesshomaru’s.
Sesshomaru jerked his head back and brought his arm up to knock away Naraku’s hand in his hair. He jumped back, out into the hallway, and drew his sword Toukijin, “You brought me here in the middle of the night to kiss me Naraku? That seems a very stupid reason indeed.”
“Oh no, that wasn’t why I summoned you. I have many more things I want to do than merely kiss you,”
Naraku stood in the doorway, blood-red eyes tracking every move Sesshomaru made, “Calm down my friend. Sheath your sword,” he gave Sesshomaru a very suggestive smile, “So I can sheath mine.”
Sesshomaru made a disgusted noise but sheathed his sword anyway, no longer perceiving a threat from the other demon, “You disgust me Naraku. I can’t even kill you, it would insult Toukijin,” he turned on his heel and started to retrace his steps down the corridor. He was nearly to the first closed door when something alerted his senses to danger.
Sesshomaru jumped but he was too late. Huge thorn-covered vines erupted from the walls and twined around him, slicing through the kimono he wore and immobilizing him. He glared at the vines and then at the demon that stood in front of him looking smug, “Is this how you treat all you guests Naraku? Or is it only the ones who refuse you that get bound?” he struggled experimentally and frowned as the thorns cut into his pale skin drawing dark, red-black blood, “Release me.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that just yet dear friend.”
“Do you honestly think you can keep me bound like this? Unlike my brother, I’m a full demon.”
“Yes, I’m aware of that. I’m also aware that you’re still hanging in my vines,” Naraku stepped closer and reached out, touching first Sesshomaru’s hair again, then his face, wiping away a stray drop of blood before sucking it off his finger, “Mmmmm, now, will you behave, or do I need to keep you bound a little longer?”
Sesshomaru continued to glare at Naraku, “Why me? Is Kikyo no longer to your liking? Or maybe you just couldn’t seduce that human my brother follows . . . “
The crack of flesh-on-flesh was terribly loud in the otherwise silent mansion. Naraku lowered his hand and watched with a satisfied smirk as Sesshomaru slowly turned his head back to face him. A thin line of richly red blood was starting to ooze from a split lip and Naraku’s lips curved even more seeing it, “Well demon? Will you behave or will I need to repeat what I just did a few more times?”
Sesshomaru’s tongue came out, probing gingerly at his lip, “Was that supposed to hurt?”
Naraku’s smile disappeared and he stepped up closer, thrusting his face into the other demon’s, “I’ll have what I want from you, willing or not,” Again he leaned in, grabbing Sesshomaru’s chin when he tried to turn his head away. This time Naraku didn’t try to kiss him, instead he gently licked away the blood from his lip, keeping his eyes on Sesshomaru’s.
Sesshomaru growled deep in his throat, arm flexing and straining against the vines, ignoring the way the thorns tore into his skin and the blood that dripped from his clenched fingers, “You’re sick Naraku! Release me right now!”
Naraku chuckled and drew his face back a bit, “You really think that I’m sick Sesshomaru? How amusing. But really, I have better uses for your mouth, and it’s time I showed you some of them . . . “ he leaned back in, still holding Sesshomaru’s face hostage in his surprisingly gentle fingers, and kissed him again.
Sesshomaru clenched his teeth and tried to move his head but couldn’t, all he could do was watch Naraku’s face as he was kissed. He felt the other demon’s tongue probing at his lips and wanted to be sick. His skin crawled and a shudder shook his body as suddenly the gentle fingers turned brutal and forced his jaws to part, allowing Naraku to deepen the kiss. “Nnnugh!”
“Mmmmmm . . . . . “