In the spirit of Thanksgiving

"A toast", he said, "To this Thanksgiving feast."

The girls smiled. They'd worked so hard to prepare the meal. Kagome had done most of the baking, and Rin had slaved over a
hot range top. Neither had let the boys taste or peek, and the brothers had only their sharp senses of smell to go on. It was their
third year as one big, happy family. Neither pair had children yet, but Inuyasha was certain that he and Kagome were almost
ready for one. Sesshomaru knew Rin was ready, but he wasn't quite yet. He wanted to get his fists buried deep inside the earth
becoming an immovable stone golem in his corporate job. His name was becoming more and more popular during board meetings.
Soon enough, if he played his cards right, his could be a household name. A child would require alot of energy and time and love
that he just wasn't ready to share with anyone aside from his wife. Rin had hinted, and Sesshomaru had promised. He was a
man of his word. He had just two more years to make himself. All in all, they were happy marriages, and their girls were wrapped
around their fingers.

Sesshomaru drank the wine he'd toasted slowly. His eyes never left Rin's closed lids as the liquid burned a promise of intoxication
down his throat. When she opened her eyes, his eyes trailed to her throat where the last of her wine was swallowed. He closed his
eyes and laid his head back holding the glass by the stem, the last drop of liquid rolling down the glass and over his tongue. He
licked his lips and narrowed his eyes at her. Seduction was a game he damn well may have reinvented. He sat in his chair, pulling
it closer to to the table.

Inuyasha encoraged Kagome to drink all of her wine, but she was having a little trouble. She was, after all, a good girl despite the
ways in which her husband had corrupted her. She giggled, feeling the drink begin to warm her cheeks. Inuyasha had enticed her
into several drinks earlier by taking them into his mouth, and then sharing the flavor of their spit with the wine and eachother. He
had left her to drink every drop of the liquid herself, short of breath from such large swallows. She was willing to do anything for
Inuyasha, and he was one to make damned sure his orders were followed. He reached forward, the claw of his index finger swirled
around the circular bottom of her wine glass, making the crystal sing a low whine against his force. Kagome was surprised her
fingers and lips had not muffled the sounds. The vibration travelled through her wine, tickling the most delicate parts of her as she
drank them down. She placed the wine glass back to the table, mostly gone. Her husband smiled in approval.

Food sprawled across the table, as dimly lit hills and valleys. The makings of delicious foods and a month of leftovers. Dressing,
gravy, baby carrots, corn pudding, turkey, ham, cordial cherries, Sesshomaru's favorite, and two large pumpkin pies for the younger
of the brothers, Inuyasha. Yeast rolls, a cornucopia of fruits, green bean casserole, enough food to feed an army. Sesshomaru had
asked the women to cook for many, and never said it would be just the four of them. It was Inuyasha's idea to have food sprawled
across the tables between them, in case they wanted a little privacy at their own end. The exhibitionist brothers had slept with the
same man or woman numerous times at the same time, and so had they enjoyed eachothers splendor in a way most others would
never commonly understand.

Sesshomaru, the elder, tall, lean but muscular, Magenta stripes across his cheeks, and a moon upon his forehead were his royal
adornments as the pure blood demon son of his father. His brother, shorter, bulkier, ears like a dog perched atop his head, no royal
markings, but all royal blood. Commonly, the brothers had long, soft hair, Sesshomaru's silver, Inuyasha's platinum, but the same
piercing gold eyes. Eyes that in eachother had seen hate, bitter rivalry, murderous tendancies, hunger, anger, sadness, lust, pure
joy.

The dinner was candle lit with several aromatics, mostly of harvest smells like pumpkin and cinnamon. The demon men disliked the
scents only because it helped to mask the scents of their wives. Kagome was already getting drunk, and because of Inuyasha's little
trick to the glass, she had leaked a musky scent of welcoming to him between her thighs. Rin seemed oblivious to the ploys around
her, even those of her own mate. Sesshomaru had sat Rin to his left, and Kagome to Inuyasha's left, and the men had shared the
heads of the table. And now, at the Thanksgiving feast they had enticed their women to participate in, the husbands were begining
to play their game. Who could make his wife cum first?

The games had already begun. Sesshomaru allowed himself to smirk. His dirty cheat of a brother had already gotten his wife half
intoxicated, and she had drawn first cream. But Sesshomaru was sure his wife could do better sooner. He placed his hand on Rin's
knee. She smiled at him with her soft, brown doe eyes and baby pink lips. Her innocence against his hardcore masculinity was
often times enough on it's own to entice his appetite until he'd ravished her over and over and over during the night. Sesshomaru
allowed his hand to slide slowly up her thigh. The women were unaware of the game, but they were both aware when their demon
husbands were ready to take what was theirs at any time, and they were both happy to oblige. Not that their husbands would ever
hurt them or force things upon them, but it was just that goddamned good. Kagome had often in the past used the lame excuse of
having a headache or needing to wake up early to get out of sex. Never once had Inuyasha turned her off. If anything, he increased
her desire. The old excuses always went out the window, and she was always ready when he was.

Rin, herself, had been a virgin, pure and waiting for marriage until she met Sesshomaru. He fell for her quite easily, realizing she was
the one for him by their third date. He lasted asking marriage for a year afterward, but by the time he'd asked, he'd already bedded
her numerous times. The fifth date was all it had taken. Sesshomaru was suave for sure. But he always knew deep down Rin knew
they were meant to be as well. Otherwise he was sure no charm he had would have made her drop her panties that she'd safe
guarded for years before him.

Sesshomaru's hand slipped a little higher up his wife's thigh. Rin looked at him, a smirk crossing her lips. She was well versed in
her husband's desires. She took a bite of her dinner, engaging Kagome in conversation as his hand navigated over smooth thighs to
rest right between her legs. He scooted closer to her, eating as though he wasn't doing anything, although his brother knew better.
He slit her underwear with a claw as Rin continued to enjoy her dinner. She knew her husband too well to be upset with him. He
was always destroying her delicates. But it was for the greater good, in her opinion. A soft smile almost gave her away, but Rin
returned to character. It wasn't the first time her husband toyed with her while others were in the room, but it was the first time he'd
done it with his brother and sister in law in the room. It wasn't just about the lust and love of it all, but it was his way of showing
feelings for her. He wasn't the most expressive man, but he was often surprisingly romantic. She felt his finger slip between her
lower lips, the very tip of his claw snagged on her pearl, and she grabbed the side of the table to brace herself from the shudder
that ran up her spine.

Rin's scent reached his nose. Not to be outdone, Inuyasha slipped his hand up Kagome's side and rested a palm on her breast. He
slid one claw around until he found the nipple closest to him. He circled it with his claw, seeing Kagome bite her lip. He smirked,
squeezing it between his claws. Kagome moaned audibly. The game was getting more dangerous. Kagome's eyes sought for Rin
to see if she knew what was going on. She felt the table move as Rin braced herself, her head falling below the skyline of food on
the table. 'No wonder they wanted us to cook so much...', Kagome thought. Although she could not completely see Rin, she finally
realized that the brothers were playing a game. She smirked, allowing herself to be doted upon. The nipple Inuyasha was adoring
became erect. The feeling of textures and varying pressure on it were becoming harder for Kagome to withstand. She was sure
she'd heard Rin try to suppress a moan. She heard silver clatter against a fine China plate. She saw Rin place her face in her hand.
Sesshomaru had gone for the gold, and the poor girl was about to lose it. Kagome grabbed Inuyasha's hand, and feeling bold and
dangerous from the glasses of courage she'd been drinking, Kagome pushed Inuyasha's hand between her legs with one hand, and
pulled her panties aside with the other. She watched his surprised face as she shaped his hand into a point, and inserted one of his
digits into her hot, wet pussy.

"Oh Yash, like that!", she moaned, ripping herself from his gaze, and looking for Rin. Sesshomaru's head lifted, and he looked to his
brother's mate who was no doubt enjoying herself. He looked over to Inuyasha and saw how surprised he was that his wife wasn't
keeping their secret. "I-It's okay... mmm... Rin... I know w-what he's doing to you."

Rin became bright red. Sesshomaru wasn't going to let them shame Rin and lose them the game. He leaned in and took her lips
before removing his hand from between her legs. Inuyasha smirked at his wife leaning in to kiss her, and adding another digit into
her tight cunt. He pumped the fingers, curving them. He looked over to his brother who had disappeared, and with him, his favorite
cherry cordials.

Kagome sucked a deep breath as her husband pumped his fingers in and out of her tight hole, her inner walls sucking him in further.
Kagome dipped one of her own hands lower, allowing her finger to drift over her own clit.

"Yes, Yash!", she moaned softly. Kagome rubbed her finger in tiny circles over her own clit. Her juices flowed even more, and were
now drowning her lover's fingers in her cream. "It feels... oh... so good Yash!", she whimpered. Inuyasha grinned, a single fang biting
his lip. He lifted the table cloth so he could watch the performance. His thick, long fingers slipped in and out of her hole, sucking in
and sliding out, over and over. He watched licking his lips at his wife's own display, her thin, feminine nails scraping the tops of his
fingers as she circled her clit just above his own display. Kagome's eyes were closed, her head rolling back. Soft panting loud
enough for everyone to hear encouraged Inuyasha to press on. He pushed back, reaching deep into her to caress her Gspot. He
curved his fingers, adding another, rubbing and pressing hard where he knew it to be. He'd made his wife cum quickly and often with
this method. When he heard Kagome's noises, unable to soften her voice, a primal grunting of a woman's pleasure, he knew his
little friend was begining to cause her much pleasure.

Sesshomaru kneeled between Rin's legs. HE pushed up the soft, brown skirt his lovely wore, tucking it around her waist. He then
pushed her torn panties up into the tuck, out of the way. He grinned up at her, watching as she knocked back a glass of wine. Rin
was usually good about playing the game, but she'd never done it this way. He didn't want her completely inebriated, but if it would
loosen her up a little more, he would allow this. Sesshomaru grabbed one of his candies. He cracked the thick layer of chocolate off
the bottom, and poured the sticky pinkish juice all over the tops of her thighs. A plimp, round cherry fell from the shell of the
chocolate onto her thigh. It oozed in it's juices, and slid down to the chair base. Sesshomaru went to work cleaning his mess from
his wife's lap. She wanted so badly to untie his hair, but resisted the urge, running her fingers over it instead of through it. She
giggled when she felt Sesshomaru's lips kiss the cherry from her inner thigh as he lavished her with his tongue. At this point, she
could no longer see Kagome, but she could hear her. A deeper blush bit Rin's cheeks. She had no time to be embarassed.
Sesshomaru grabbed the back of her ass, and pulled her forward to the edge of the chair, using his shoulders to separate her legs.
Her lower lips were spread for Sesshomaru to enjoy the feast before his eyes. She first heard, then felt as Sesshomaru cracked
open individual cherries and poured them all over her most secret area. Over, and over, she felt it oozing, covering every inch of her
lower being. Finally Sesshomaru stopped, licking the mess from his hand. Rin smiled, cocking her head to the side. He looked like
a wounded puppy licking it's wound. Wasn't his gentleness toward her what had attracted her from the begining? That soft side he
reserved only for her? Sesshomaru finished his job, his eyes cutting up to his wife, a dirty promise ghosted over his lips. And,
wasn't this why she married him? Sesshomaru wrapped his arm around her ass, his left hand pressing on her lower abdomen, as
his tongue assaulted her below.

"Shit!", she cursed softly, as her lover's tongue grew harsh. He lapped at the juices she created as they swirled around the
confection between her thighs. Her husband always went dirty, so she knew soon, he would have her calling out, despite how
badly she wanted to stay silent. Kagome's moans were no help. With every one, Rin's own cherry would throb. And she knew, the
cherry was Sesshomaru's favorite part. She reached between her legs, plucking a cherry from her thigh. Sesshomaru stopped for
the act, watching as his mate's lips puckered and sucked, her tongue making love to the sticky fruit. Sesshomaru would not be
outdone. He lowered his head, puckering his own lips and taking her fruit between them. Rin dropped her cherry, her hands grabbing
the side of the table, her head falling, her hair curtaining her face. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned gently.
Sesshomaru graced her lower lips with a smile, hidden in darkness. A rare smile for no one but his treasure to see. He sucked her
clit between his lips, and flicked it with his tongue.

"Sesshy... fuck!", she cursed again, still being so soft and quiet. Sesshomaru flattened his tongue and proceeded, whipping over
and over, allowing the tip to dip into crevices to fish out whatever cream may have hidden there. Sesshomaru was pleased to hear
his wife's moans growing louder. Perhaps soon, they would compete with Kagome's own. Sesshomaru pressed his tongue harder,
making his strokes more powerful. Rin was crumbling, and finally she screamed for him.

"Ah, Sesshy! Like that!", Rin cried, bitting her lip. She was too far gone to be embarassed now, so Sesshomaru pressed forward,
but slowed his tongue making it more languid. He knew she was getting close, but this was his favorite part. Her impatience.

"Ah... um... Seeesssh!", she whined at his slow pace. He pulled away, grinning at her. Rin wrapped her hands behid his head.
"Baby, pleaaaase? I'm so close!"

Sesshomaru smirked. Rin's bottom lip pouted just a little. Enough to give her her way? "I need you. Please baby... lick me."
Sesshomaru couldn't disappoint. Anything she asked for may as well have been a commandment, especially when she asked like
that. He felt his cock twitch with need that she would be paying for later. Sesshomaru descended upon her pussy with a fervor Rin
knew all too well. She encouraged him with soft moans and "Sesshy!"s and the little oos and aas he so well deserved for pleasing
his mate.

"Oh... oh... OH! Sesshy! I think... Ah! Ah!"

" AH! AH! I'm gonna cum!", Kagome finished her sentence as both women screamed exstacy into the cathedral ceilings.

Inuyasha smiled at his wife, his fingers still slowly pumping, waiting for her walls to stop spasming around his fingers. He drew them
away, licking his middle finger clean, and offering the other to his wife. Kagome played dirty, taking his whole finger into her mouth.
Her eyes locked on his as she sucked her own juices off of his finger, nibbling the tip of the digit before pulling it completely from
her mouth. Inuyasha growled.

"This ain't over... I'm gonna hit it sooo hard," he said, his hand sliding over the erection his wife's moans had caused.

Rin leaned over to where her husband now sat, back at the head of the table, her hand slipping into his lap. She leaned in to kiss him,
tasting him and herself in the cherry confection left to his lips.

"Yours is the sweetest flower that I have ever devoured.", he murmured against her kiss.

"Now, my bad boy.", she said smiling. "Eat your dinner."

Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow. "Eat my dinner?"

"What are you shaking your head no for?!", Inuyasha growled. The brothers looked at each other across the table.

"We worked very hard on this meal, and I don't want to be the only thing that gets eaten.", Rin said, the wine obviously begining to
get to her. She heard Kagome giggle.

"That's right boys. If you want to get some, you'd better eat first."

"I'm not gonna feel like doin' it when I'm full!", Inuyasha growled. Kagome laughed softly.

"We didn't say you'd be having sex.", Rin said, taking a bite of the green bean casserole. A line set across Sesshomaru's mouth.

"And we didn't say anything about pocket pool, so quit your pouting, Sesshomaru.", Kagome added.

"So, if you want blow jobs, I suggest you..." Rin started. The clatter of silverware shut her up as she watched the two most
handsome men she'd ever seen eat as though there was no tomorrow. Kagome and Rin laughed at the spectacle. Inuyasha had
given up on using a fork, and Sesshomaru, who was often so prim and proper was lifting his bowl to drink from it.

Kagome smiled over at Rin, and Rin smiled back. She wondered who indeed had won the game but the women? After all, these
boys were wrapped so tight around their fingers.