A Kumo's Revenge

A Kumo’s Revenge

By: God of Insanity (aka Goku the paladin)

Summary: Incensed and vengeful, Naraku kidnaps what’s most precious to InuTaishou- his firstborn son.

Pairing(s): InuTaishou/Sesshoumaru (implied for now); Naraku/Sesshoumaru

Warning(s): AU, InuCest, Yaoi, Lemons, Language, Shouta, Oral, WD, Angst, Maledom, D/s, and WIP.

A/N: For those of you who like the other fic I have on this site, don’t worry, I’ll get right to it. I’ve just been overwhelmed with school and a job, but now that school is over, I can concentrate on other things.

Disclaimers: I do not own InuYasha; I do not own the hotness that is Sesshoumaru, Naraku, or InuTaishou. There is no profit. This is merely for unpaid entertainment, fan purposes.


Prologue


It was like any other day for the young Inu youkai called Sesshoumaru. He woke up bruised and sore, courtesy of InuTaishou’s rough nighttime activities. Half of Sesshoumaru did not mind, but the other part of him was always infuriated and ashamed. He knew full well that he was nothing but his father’s whore. Not to mention InuTaishou already had a human mate; he had never even bothered to remember the name of the stupid weak woman his father had chosen. His father was always gentle with her and spoiled her rotten. Of course, said woman had no inkling to what her beloved husband did to her step-son. If she only knew.

Sesshoumaru always immediately took a bath to rid him of his father’s sexual musk and to relieve his sore body. After he was fully refreshed and dressed, he would find a secluded area in the forest to train himself. His caliber as a fighter was quite impressive, but he knew there was always someone stronger than he. He also wanted to best his father someday and he knew that one should never slack on his abilities and skills.

There were training grounds on the castle grounds, but he liked privacy and peace. More often than not, his father’s servants, soldiers, and guests would watch him. Their presence didn’t bother him too much, it was just the fact that they knew what he was to their lord and they wanted a piece of him for themselves, too. He was young, fresh, and gorgeous to their lecherous eyes.

Some time ago, he had decided to seek some personal solitude for himself off of the castle grounds. Eventually, InuTaishou had found out about it and was against it, but the youth would not change his habit for anyone, not even for his father. He reasoned that his lord was against it because he had deemed it to be dangerous since he had many enemies who would be more than willing to abduct InuTaishou’s only heir. Of course, Sesshoumaru scoffed at this; he wasn’t some stupid little spoiled princess who couldn’t even fend for herself. No, this Inu youkai was quite the opposite of that.

InuTaishou was not his mate; he would do well not to listen to a demon who used his body, yet was unwilling to claim him as his mate. He intended to leave his lord’s castle someday, but he wasn’t sure where he would go. However, it didn’t matter where he went, as long as he was away from that sorry-excuse-for-a-Inu youkai. As long as he was free...


For over an hour, the rebellious youth had been mastering his fighting moves and working out his body in a quiet clearing of the woods. He could still glimpse the castle, but he made sure he kept his back to it at all times, like it was some shunned man.

The boy wore only his hakama; the rest of his clothing had been folded neatly and placed somewhere safe. His nicely toned body was covered in a sheen of sweat; in which its effect caused his muscles and curves to appear more impressive and very glossy. Some of his damp hair also clung to his sweaty back and parts of his pants clung like a possessive lover to his rear and legs.

His throat was parched, so he decided to find a small creek or a stream. In a matter of minutes, he found what he was looking for, a fresh brook. The boy lowered himself to his knees and scooped some water into his hands. He proceeded to drink it when he caught a strange reflection in the water that he was about to drink. The Inu youkai dropped the water and hastily turned himself around to find a tall man standing a few feet away from him.

The man was not a man at all; he was a youkai. What kind of youkai, the boy was not sure. The youkai had a dark, nefarious look about him. He was indeed a breathtaking dark beauty; it was as if someone had wanted to create the opposite of the Inu youkai. His hair, black and curly, was bound up high on his head, very similar to the style that InuTaishou wore. Sesshoumaru wasn’t quite certain if the youkai’s hair was as long as or longer than his own. The dark youkai’s skin was pallid, about as pale as the Inu youkai’s own. The demon’s eyes were also a lovely shade of crimson, which happened to be the dog demon’s favorite color: red. The gorgeous demon also wore a fine silk violet and black male kimono, the very attire of a lord.

“Were you not going to take a drink of water, little one? Don’t heed me; I wouldn’t deprive you of your right to satisfy your body. I would rather encourage it, actually...” Said dark youkai commented, his vermillion eyes taking in every detail of the youth before him. He smirked; he so obviously liked what he saw.

“Why were you standing behind me and why are you here?” Sesshoumaru stated more than asked; he had a tendency to distrust males more than females.

“For you. I do admit, the view from behind is quite nice, but it pales in comparison to your pretty face, little one.” The youkai took a step forward, but only that.

Sesshoumaru backed away carefully; he had a terrible feeling in his gut and his instincts screamed at him to flee. The power of this demon was so much greater than his own and his inner youkai damn well knew it. “What do you mean? You’re here for me? Why?”

The raven-haired youkai gave him his best smirk. “I’m going to take you away from here. You will come with me. Willingly or not, I do not care. I will not hurt you if you fight me, but you probably won’t enjoy the consequences of your action...or maybe you will. Now, come with me, little one...”

“No, I will not. You better stay away from me...” Sesshoumaru bared his teeth and growled; he would not willingly go along with this. Of course, it struck him then that he had not asked this youkai’s name nor were they properly introduced at all. Somehow, he had the distinct feeling that this strange demon knew exactly who he was and it irked him.

“Very well...” The youkai lunged at him so quickly, it threw him off balance. The boy found himself pinned to a rather uncomfortable tree with the taller demon’s body pressed hard against his own. “I told you not to fight me, boy...”

“Get off me. Now. This is most unacceptable and indecent! Vile demon, get off-“Sesshoumaru protested wildly, only to have a tongue shoved in his already open mouth. The other demon’s mouth was already clamped down upon his own, as if to silence him. The boy was so tempted to bite the other demon’s tongue off, but he was distracted by the cold hand that had descended down inside his hakama. The hand then proceeded to fondle and stroke him, as if his phallus was the demon’s favorite pet.

The taller youkai’s tongue left his mouth, but he kept his mouth pressed tightly in an easy effort to keep the smaller youkai from speaking. The older youkai’s hand also slid out of his hakama and he finally parted from the sweet lips of the honey-eyed youkai. It amused him how frozen Sesshoumaru stood, so rigid and lifeless, as if it had been a kiss of death.

“That was a small taste of what is to come if you disobey me again. Remember, whatever I do to you can hurt, or it can feel pleasurable. Its up to you, golden eyes.” The red-eyed youkai picked him up bridal style, tucked in his arms as if he were his most precious burden. “Come, let us go. We’ve lingered here long enough...”

It was then that he carried the spell-bound Sesshoumaru off deep into the forest, heading towards the far north. Most likely he was headed towards his own realm and wherever it was, it was cold and dark, much akin to the blood-drenched eyes youkai.

The Inu youkai tried to fight the spell, but he was bound somehow and he couldn’t move. Even if he could move, somehow he knew he wouldn’t want to. He felt almost safe in those strong arms, but he was far from relaxed. Despite being tense and nervous, sleep called for him, but he did not want to fall into any state of unconsciousness.

His red eyelids dropped in protest to his stubbornness and his body strained as well. Even though exhaustion threatened to overcome him despite his best wishes, he couldn’t help wondering about the male that carried him off against his will. When he thought about it, this youkai was no better than his own father.

Who was this demon? Obviously he was a sorcerer of some sort. Sesshoumaru wasn’t an expert, but he could tell that this youkai was a strong magic-user. His aura was very impressive; actually, when he thought about it, this demon matched his father in many ways. He even smelled a bit similar to his father and his power was as overwhelming as InuTaishou’s as well.

This demon was eerily familiar, but he could not fathom why. Something bothered him deeply, it tugged and racked at his brain, but for some odd reason, he couldn’t think straight. Besides pondering who this strange demon was, he fell asleep thinking about how this youkai’s lips had tasted...

A small smirk of victory tugged at the corners of said wicked demon’s lips when he looked down to find the sleeping Inu youkai’s face resting against said captor’s chest. What kind of victory graced him, it was unknown to all but himself.

“Oh, sweet prince, you are all tangled up in the middle of my revenge, but this is where you come in. I doubt he can live nor function very well without you, his precious pet. I know you will fight me; I know you will not give up, no matter the cost. And it will cost you much, Golden eyes...”


TBC

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