All Good Things Must End

A/N: Gift fic for HimeAndi, this is the unofficial sequel to "Darkness and Light" that people have been fiending for. I hope you like. Rate and review, constuctive criticism is welcome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, and the only payment I get out of writing these stories are the cookies and pron my friends throw at me for them

All Good Things Must End

Naraku lay curled up to Sesshomaru, his nose buried in the nape of the inu-youkai’s neck. It had been a week since he’d started giving Sesshomaru the potion he’d stolen from an old miko. It had been the best week of the hanyou’s life. For seven days and six nights, he’d had the beautiful youkai lord at his beck and call. If the russet-eyed monster had told the inu-youkai to jump, he would have replied, “How high, Naraku-sama?” The power had been heady… so heady that Naraku had forgotten his original purpose for gaining control of his victim. Seeing Sesshomaru’s beautiful face arranged into a look of adoration had gone straight from Naraku’s brain to his groin. Those seven days and six nights had been filled with the best sex of Naraku’s and Onigumo’s lives!

The dark hanyou hummed softly as he reflected on his recent exploits. Sesshomaru was even more beautiful without his clothes than with them. To the russet-eyed monster’s surprise, and delight, the inu-youkai was not as slender as he appeared. His chest was broader than one would think; the size of the fur and the armor deceived the eye. His body was alabaster and moonlight, broken by rosy stripes the texture of rose petals against the silk of his skin. Naraku had spent hours simply touching and tasting the youkai lord everywhere, marveling at the texture changes and delighting in his lover’s responses. Each stroke, lick, and kiss to his markings had made the proud youkai moan and arch like a wanton thing. Naraku sighed softly remembering all the fun he’d had, but he was resigned to the fact that it would end. He was not powerful enough to control Sesshomaru himself, and the potion had run out that morning. He wondered how long it would take the inu-youkai’s metabolism to flush his system…

A sudden stiffening in his partner, and a low growl warned the russet-eyed monster to move, and in an eye blink he rolled off the bed, and was on the other side of the room as an angry youkai lord sat bolt upright, and lashed his ki whip around himself. Naraku stuck to the shadows, hoping that Sesshomaru would be too angry to spot him… it was a vain hope.

Angry blue-pupilled red eyes pierced the shadows and found the dark hanyou. With no more warning than a narrowing of his eyes, the inu-youkai was suddenly standing before the slightly worried russet-eyed monster. Before the hanyou could lift a had to defend himself, Sesshomaru grabbed him, and threw him back to the bed. Naraku blinked in surprise and rolled over to face his attacker.

Sesshomaru would have loved to kill the hanyou as he stared stupidly up at him… but his mind was still being affecting by whatever Naraku had done to him. Seeing the russet-eyed monster’s look of shock, and his ungainly sprawl aroused the youkai lord. The dark hanyou’s form was beautiful to behold with his softly tanned skin, slight build, and blue-lidded, russet eyes, all framed by a glorious, thick mane of dark curling hair. Yes, the spell, or drug must have been affecting him still, because instead of ending the other male’s existence, the inu-youkai climbed back into the bed, grabbed a hand-full of that beautiful hair, and used it to pull the hanyou’s head up as Sesshomaru claimed his mouth.

Naraku thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. Sesshomaru was kissing him instead of killing him! Perhaps the potion was still working? Well, there was only one way to find out… He slid his arms around the youkai lord and tried to roll them over… and received a growl and a bite to his tongue. The dark hanyou whimpered softly, but stopped trying to change their position, and the inu-youkai continued to kiss him, nibbling and sucking at his tongue by turns, making the russet-eyed monster’s body throb with desire.

Sesshomaru broke the kiss, his now golden eyes taking in the hanyou’s flushed face and swollen lips. His tongue darted out to lick his own lips; the dark hanyou was a tasty being. He remembered what every inch of his lover tasted like, and even now he wanted to taste more of him. Something tickled his memory, and with lightening-quickness the inu-youkai sat back, flipped the other male to his stomach, and pinned him again.

Naraku blinked in surprise at his new position. Lust clouded his brain, making it hard for him to think. The inu-youkai hadn’t killed him yet… in fact he was acting like he wanted to… That train of thought suddenly crashed and exploded into a shower of white sparks as the youkai lord’s warm, wet tongue swiped over the top of the hanyou’s spider scar. The sensitive skin around the scar tingled as Sesshomaru’s breath blew over the wet trail his tongue left. The russet-eyed monster cried out into the sheets as teeth bit into his shoulder blade over a leg of the scar. He pressed his now hard shaft into the bed and moved his hips, straining to get some form of friction, but an arm curled around his waist and lifted him up. The dark hanyou couldn’t help the mewl that escaped him at being denied.

The russet-eyed monster’s responses and soft noises at his teasing aroused Sesshomaru greatly. He smirked against his lover’s skin as Naraku squirmed in his grip, trying to find something to rub his shaft against. The inu-youkai happily rubbed his own hardened length against the hanyou’s rear, and smirked again as he froze. The youkai lord pulled away from the bite mark he’d left and chuckled evilly, “Foolish Naraku, this Sesshomaru does not uke for hanyou.”

The dark hanyou quivered at his lover’s proclamation, but didn’t try to escape when the restraining arm left his waist. Would the inu-youkai at least prepare him? He shivered and moaned softly as Sesshomaru’s large hands covered his rear, and began to knead, his sharp talons pricking and scratching the russet-eyed monster’s skin enticingly. They parted the hanyou’s cheeks, and the answer to his question came in the form of Sesshomaru’s long, strangely smooth tongue swiping up the cleft of his ass. Naraku gasped and then moaned when the tongue licked him again, centering its attention on his entrance. The smooth wetness lapped at the pink ring of muscles, making the dark hanyou writhe, his hands fisting in the sheets. He gasped as the tenacious appendage worked its way inside him, slowly moving in and out, lubricating him for what was to come. A tiny sob tore its way free of his throat as the tongue withdrew, leaving his wet skin to chill in the air.

Sesshomaru sucked his tongue as he eyed the hanyou beneath him. The russet-eyed monster was shaking with need, his member quivering at attention. It would serve him right if the inu-youkai killed him now… or got up and walked away. But he couldn’t. Sadly, the youkai lord’s own erection twitched and wept with need, and he saw no real reason to refuse it. He slid his arm around Naraku’s waist again, and pulled him back until the tip of the inu-youkai’s member pressed against the hanyou’s entrance. He smirked as he felt a shiver run through his lover’s frame, “What is wrong, Naraku? Afraid?” With that he pushed the head of his length into the other man’s body.

The russet-eyed monster barely heard the other male, and then completely forgot that he had spoken as the hanyou felt himself invaded. He yelped at the intrusion, but didn’t try to get away, knowing it was futile. Sesshomaru’s length stretched him wide, and the dark hanyou forced himself not to clench his muscles against the invasion. He held still, his head down as each small thrust the inu-youkai made brought him closer to pleasure.

The youkai lord ground his teeth against the urge to simply bury himself inside the russet-eyed monster. Naraku was hot and tight around his length and it was driving him mad. Each thrust got harder, until he suddenly found himself fully seated inside his lover. He forced himself to hold still for a moment, letting the dark hanyou adjust to his length before slowly pulling out and thrusting back in.

Naraku cried out as Sesshomaru began to move inside him, his thrusts hitting something deep inside the dark hanyou that made him shake and tear at the sheets. A soft sound of surprise escaped him as a hand slid under his chin and forced his head up, nails digging into his jaw. His held was pulled back to the point of pain, and the extra hold allowed the inu-youkai to thrust deeper and harder into him. He felt a sob escape him as the youkai lord picked up his pace, his hips snapping against the russet-eyed monster’s backside.

Sesshomaru’s chin rested against his chest as he worked his straining length in and out of the dark hanyou. His grip tightened on the other man’s jaw as his body demanded he thrust faster and harder. “Things will never be mended between us, hanyou,” he growled breathily, pulling his lover’s head back even further, “After this it will be your neck…”

“H-Hai,” Naraku breathed, and was rewarded by the release of his chin as Sesshomaru forced his face and chest to the bed. The inu-youkai’s talons dug into the dark hanyou’s hips as he began slamming himself in and out of Naraku’s body; each thrust driving his length into the bundle of nerves that sent waves of pleasure through the russet-eyed monster. Naraku moaned and panted into the sheets, small sob-like sounds escaping him as pushed himself back into the inu-youkai’s thrusts. Suddenly the youkai lord encircled Naraku’s length with his hand, and squeezed, thrusting into him as hard as he could. Naraku screamed as his body exploded with climax, and he writhed beneath the youkai lord, sobbing and crying out as his body was wracked with waves of pleasure from his orgasm.

Sesshomaru growled as he felt the hanyou’s inner walls convulse around him, and his rhythm grew erratic as he felt his own climax approach. He released the russet-eyed monster’s shaft and slid his arm around him lover’s waist, pulling him up until he was seated on the inu-youkai’s length. Sesshomaru thrust up into him as hard and as deep as he could, biting into Naraku’s shoulder as his orgasm washed over him, his hips continuing to jerk convulsively as he spilled his seed deep inside the hanyou.

Both men slowly returned to their bodies, limp and gasping in the aftermath of their release. Sesshomaru fell to the side, pulling Naraku with him, and held the dark hanyou close, loath to leave the warmth of his body. A purr rumbled deep in his chest as he idly licked the bleeding bite mark on the russet-eyed monster’s shoulder, “Perhaps I will kill you tomorrow instead of right now…”

“Hai,” Naraku purred softly and cuddled back into Sesshomaru’s warm body as sleep claimed them both.