No Trespassing

Disclaimer: Characters arent mine otherwise this would be on an offcial site and not here XD (therefore no money for me X.x )

WARNING: This is a non-con rape fic! If you can't handle that LEAVE NOW - if you choose to ignore this then don't complain later YOU WERE WARNED

A/N~ I was having a bad day and this is what i did to make myself feel better - i might add to it later but for now this is it XD

Feel free to R&R if you want me to add to this - like what led up to this XD
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“You pathetic creature!” the angry taiyoukai growled at the arrogant hanyou he had flung against a tree. Using his demonic speed, the youkai landed several strikes against the hanyou before he could recover from the shock of hitting the tree so hard that it had rained leaves on the pair.

The hanyou squirmed and tugged at his captor trying to escape the iron grip the youkai lord had on his throat. He heard the sound of ripping fabric and watched helplessly as his clothing was shredded and dropped to the ground at their feet. It was all he could do to clutch at the striped wrist and try to keep the hand from crushing his throat and strangling him, let alone try to fight back.

Still reeling from the initial assault the man found himself flipped around and facing the tree as he heard silk slipping against itself. He was surprised when he heard a growl close to his ear that told him that he was to be “taught a lesson he wouldn’t easily forget.”

The sounds of the furious taiyoukai echoed throughout the small clearing in the forest that the hanyou had found himself trapped in. He supposed that this was really his own fault for being so arrogant against the youkai lord that was ‘teaching him his place.’

A growl ripped through his thoughts followed closely by the stinging of clawed fingertips slicing into and across his chest.

He bit his lip and forced himself to not cry out at the intense pain that had caused. The scent of his own blood was strong, and mingled with an acrid smell of poison. He knew that the damn youkai had poisoned him with those fingertips knowing that it would not only be more painful but it would also cause him to heal much slower than usual. Rational thought fled from his mind as more pain invaded his body as the clawed hands moved over his hips, and down his thighs leaving deep gouges and trails of blood in their wake.

He shut his eyes tightly against the onslaught of pain, and tried to enjoy what was happening, for surely it wasn’t everyday that one got to be ravaged by the great taoiyoukai; especially a hanyou.

He tensed as sharp fangs sank into his shoulder blade. He felt the flesh there tear and grunted in pain. It spurred the youkai to repeat the action on the other side and this time he cried out, no longer able to contain the terrible pain that was consuming him.

The youkai seemed satisfied in the cry and thrust his swollen member fully into the hanyou. The hanyou had been too preoccupied with the slightly poisonous gouges to realize that the worst was yet to come. The flesh tore, ripped, and bled as he forced the arrogant fool to take him dry.

Again, the mans pained voice bounced off the wall of trees, and his eyes blazed crimson but he was quickly silenced as his face was shoved roughly against the bark of the tree; pinned by the youkai’s arm against his neck.

The man had never felt such pain in his life. His entire body was screaming and every time his attacker thrust in or out of him, it wrought a wave of pain. He suddenly wished that he was not quite so strong in the belief that he might have been able to pass out into happy oblivion and escape the searing pain being inflicted on himself.

Muffled cries of the dark haired hanyou mixed with the growling of the taiyoukai and even the birds seemed to have fled the area for fear of the wrath of the enraged youkai lord.
With each thrust more blood seeped out and fled down his thighs until it mixed with the slashed skin and pooled at his feet. Each thrust was more violent than the last, and seemed to be endless. His head swam with the intense pain and had to close his eyes since he was beginning to see small bursts of colors exploding in front of his eyes. He hoped that this meant that he would pass out soon.

The taiyoukai had sensed his captives’ body resisting him less and less. Burying himself deep within the bloody hanyou, he stopped the merciless thrusting and became still.

“You are an idiot to think that you would be allowed to miss a second of this from being unconscious,” he snarled into the man’s ear. “Do not think that you would be in a better position when you woke back up; I suggest you stay awake.”

Dread seized the bleeding male and he forced himself to open his eyes again, and thought only of making the spots disappear and did the best he could to ignore the taiyoukai as he began pounding into him again.

Just as the hanyou was starting to fail at getting rid of the spots, the thrusting became much quicker and finally he felt the taiyoukai tense behind him as he felt the hot liquid being released inside him.

For several seconds the taiyoukai refused to move, and when he finally pulled out of the hanyou he made sure to do so violently, but kept his arm against his prisoner’s neck to ensure that his face was still embedded into the bark of the tree.

“Leave, and keep out of my lands, or you will find yourself in a much worse position,” the taiyoukai said smoothly as he released the hanyou and disappeared into the shadows.

Still reeling from the violent attack the hanyou forced his exhausted and abused body away from the tree. Simply turning around had been too much for him, and his body screamed at him as the pain flared in every inch of his body. Sinking to the bloodstained ground, he saw the world tip and fell forward as unconsciousness overtook him.

Sesshomaru smirked as he watched from a sturdy branch of a nearby tree as the man passed out. He wondered how long it would take before that vile thing would regain awareness, and if the blood would attract something to kill him. Well, it wouldn’t be any fun to let some lesser youkai to kill him, Sesshomaru thought, so he stayed hidden and watched the hanyou’s spider marked back as his breathing became steady and almost peaceful.

In a mere half an hour the hanyou woke, moved too quickly, and nearly screamed in pain again. Sesshomaru smiled that the hanyou was not healing as quickly as he normally did; he had his poisonous fingertips to thank for that.

He listened to the string of curses that streamed out of his mouth and nearly laughed aloud when he heard him declare, “I, Naraku, will not let that arrogant bastard get away with this! I will have my revenge! I will become a full fledged youkai and then we’ll see who gets the last laugh!”

Sesshomaru chuckled to himself as Naraku limped away from the clearing in obvious pain. He knew full well that Naraku would never take advantage of him as well as he just had of him.

‘Last laugh?’ Sesshomaru thought as he turned to leave; that would always be his to claim, even if no one ever actually saw him laugh.
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A/N~ yeah...way OOC but oh well, what did you expect for a PWP?!