Sesshomaru's Interrogation

“Yes, I am, he. I am Sesshomaru.” The blacked out room is lit only by the shaded light bulb that hangs over the small square table. His features could barely be made out, but the claws on his hands on the table before you remind you of his demon nature. “I know why you’re here. You want to know. You want to know,” his eyes glimmer red “my secrets.”

The Interrogator shakily replied an affirmative.

He leans in closer and the Interrogator could see him in all his demon glory. Sesshomaru’s collared shirt was open a few buttons, giving a tantalizing look at the musculature beneath. “Fine. You have captured me. You have” he fingered the especially powerful prayer beads Kaede created for that purpose “won this round.”

The Interrogator felt more comfortable then remembering how strong those beads were and they demanded to know all. The youkai’s lips get tightened and his eyes narrowed. He sneered his lip to bare his fangs. It was a subtle effect that was beautiful because of its pure animal passion.

The small room they were in was hot and they were both sweating. Sesshomaru’s eyes roamed, unapologetically, over the human Interrogator’s body. “It’s true. I have for centuries now harbored a secret lust for those like you. For…humans.” His lids drooped a little and his lips part just slightly. The mortal realized Sesshomaru was thinking about them. “Even now, I’m thinking about you. I’m thinking about,” his breathing is audible now “fucking.” He stared intensely at the Interrogator.

There’s a scent in the air that was intoxicating, but the mortal knew what it was: his musk. It was difficult to resist and the Interrogator was not sure what they wanted to do. Sesshomaru stood and the interrogator immediately realized they were in over their head. Their heart is pounded in their chest as Sesshomaru walked closer…dragging his claws lightly against the tabletop. Closer. The scent made the mortal dizzy with desire. The youkai’s musk was sweet and spicy. He licked his bottom lip as he leaned in closer to the human.

The interrogator realize Sesshomaru was too close and too dangerous. Lord Sesshomaru leaned his face close into theirs, eyes searching, hot breath on their faces.

Then the interrogator murmured “Bitch” There was a faint whistling and a loud thud when Sesshomaru hit the ground.

“Damn these beads!” he said, angered. He raised himself to one knee and looked up at the mortal before him through his brow “I could kill you faster than you could say that magic word of yours.”

The interrogator decided to torture him just a tad. “Then you couldn’t have,” they started caressing their thighs “any of this”. The mortal opened their knees wide and touched themselves through their jeans. “Be a good boy Sesshomaru and you can have it.”

The lids of his yellow eyes drooped and he swallowed. His eyes trailed up to theirs and he said “Do you promise?”

“Of course.” Smirked the Interrogator knowing that they had all the power. “I promise. Now, tell me. Tell me everything.”

He sat back on his palms spreading his bent knees a bit and said “Good. Now, where was I before I was…” he licked his lips glaring at the mortal’s crotch “distracted?” His hand starts to rub his chest as he lets his head drop back. “Ahhhh. Hm hm hm hmmm. My first human encounter was when I was first in season. She was a young woman, no more than sixteen.” He bared a fang tipped smile and he looked back up.

He got back on his feet and took off his shirt. The light bathed his perfect form. “I hope you’re not offended, but it’s hot in here.” He said with all seriousness. The interrogator took in all the lines of his perfect form. They observed how Sesshomaru’s muscles moved beneath his skin and couldn’t help but imagine how his muscular figure would feel up against theirs.

“I have to keep my desire for humans quiet. It’s not acceptable for such a powerful demon to even acknowledge humans. They can be amusing, but not to be taken seriously. I inherited this sickness, these uncontrollable desires, from my father.”

The interrogator then asked him to describe an average encounter.

The corner of his mouth raises just a little, making him look deliciously evil. “Average? Mmmm. The sex or gender matters not. The scent of human sex is,” one of his hands drops below the table and the interrogator imagined Sesshomaru was touching himself. “highly arousing. Back in the day I would charm them away from their village in the dark of night and have them in a forest or valley close by. These days I can pick them up in a night club and have them in a motel room.”

The interrogator asked what Sesshomaru liked most about sex with humans.

“The touch of a human tongue on my cock…exquisite. Man, woman, no matter. A demon cannot allow a demoness mouth near his dick. No male would willingly put his penis in the mouth of a beast that has fangs. That’s just foolish” he said with tinges of anger.

The interrogator couldn’t help but begin to think about the taste of him.

“Hm hm hm” he laughs bringing you back “but we digress. You wanted to know about my encounters. I would be sure to exhaust them first. I enjoy the variety in the taste of human male cum. A human woman’s wetness is also different from pussy to pussy.” He laughed seeing the interrogators face getting a little red.

Sesshomaru asked “Am I embarrassing you yet? It is getting hotter in here.” He stood and undid the buckle of his pants. It clinked as he removed his pants. They dropped to the ground revealing his boxer briefs and an excited package. He leaned his shoulders back knowing that the interrogator liked looking at him. He enjoyed the mortal’s eyes on him. Sesshomaru caressed his perfect six pack.

“As a demon I sometimes loose my senses when I achieve gratification during mating. It can be deadly when humans and demons mate. I know that when I slip into that phase of bliss my claws dig deeper into their torso. As my thrusts increase in speed and vigor I need to dig my fangs into something” he bared them and growled “I can’t help but tare them to shreds.”

He sat back and slid his hand underneath the elastic waist band of the boxer briefs. He rubbed his hands from side to side under the band reminding the mortal how thin that piece of cotton was and how close they were to a naked Sesshomaru.

Just as the tips of the stripes that grace the skin of his hips came into view he continued. “I would catch my breath after vigorously fucking and start to lick them in the spot where I could smell the blood rushing; sometimes their neck, sometimes their groin, other times their wrists. Wherever it coursed. It tickled my senses. It tantalized me. I couldn’t help myself.” He became slightly sad. “If they survived I was forced to kill them. I could not let anyone know about my transgressions. However, these days I don’t find myself killing as much.”

“Why not?” asked the Interrogator.

“There are fewer demons to hide from and more humans who are willing to bleed for me. You’re a kinky lot, humans of the 21st century. I know I’m enjoying it.”

Sesshomaru stood and deliberately took a few long strides towards the mortal. Sesshomaru’s cock was hard and trying to burst through the crotch of his briefs. He stood next to the human and took their face in his claws. “Now…how about that promise?”

The mortal was willing to dive right into the experience with him and willing to risk the shedding of blood for a taste of Sesshomaru on their lips. ‘What am I afraid of? He’s my bitch, and I’ll remind him by saying it’ thought the Interrogator. “Bitch.” There was a faint whistling and a loud thud when he hit the ground again. The mortal put their foot next to Sesshomaru’s face and said “Start there. If you please me you can have more. Don’t worry Sesshomaru. I always make good on my promises.”