Arrangement

Disclaimer: Not Mine, Alas!


Not mine, alas! No inuyoukai were harmed in the writing... much.

Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha, later Sesshoumaru/Kagome and Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha/Kagome.

A/N: While I have no problems with others using it, there's no Mpreg in this story. My poor brain just can't wrap around it for my uses in any plausible way without scads of explanations and details that this just isn't a serious enough story to justify. No magical man-ginas here, just pure old fashioned sodomy between the boys. In short, and to paraphrase, where's the fetus going to gestate, a box? ;)

On the other hand, I love the Seono Shou doujinshi series for the yaoi pairing of Kurama/Hiei from Yu Yu Hakusho; Kurama uses a Makai plant to make chibi copies of both of them. Chibiko and Hi-chan are way too cute! And yes, it's a comedy...

Anyway, silly little PWP, so try not to look for meaning here. I'll continue if there's interest, so do leave a review!

Arrangement – Chapter One


A hiss of pain and frustration came from the figure stretched out on the wide branch of one of the taller trees. The heavy foliage dappled his skin with moonlight and shadows and drew the color from the fire red clothes until they seemed a deep black. Hakama opened in front, his clawed hand gingerly tried to slide up and down the rigid, throbbing erection. A blistering string of curses hissed out when he put a little too much force into his grip. Drawing his hand away and wincing at the spot of blood on the palm, he leaned back and tried to still his breathing while letting the cool air draw some of the burn from his abraded organ.

To a point it worked, but the damn thing still swayed back and forth with his erratic pulse and showed no sign of getting softer. "Fuck..." he breathed, knocking his head back against the trunk of the tree and closing his eyes. His long silvery hair caught on the rough bark as he moved. "Maybe I can just knock myself unconscious." His pointed puppy ears were twitching, and if he had a tail it would be batting in irritation.

"As entertaining as that would be to watch, this Sesshoumaru hardly think it will take care of your... problem." Inuyasha didn't open his eyes at his older brother's voice, which came from much closer than the ground. He didn't even flinch or open his eyes. He'd known the bastard was sniffing around his group for days now, and he'd come to terms with not being able to sense him when Sesshoumaru didn't want him to years ago.

As for covering up, he'd been the one interrupted and it wasn't like he was ashamed of what he was doing. Couldn't see why it pissed off Kagome and Sango when they'd catch him at it anyway. Not like the perverted monk wasn't off shoving his own hand in his robes every chance he got, when Miroku wasn't busy bouncing village girls on his staff. At least Inuyasha wasn't dicking strange girls all the time and kept to his own ever-loving hand. The monk was even sneaky enough to yank himself right in front of everyone, and they never seemed to even notice, since he was an expert at keeping his face straight and not saying a word as he came. Inuyasha might not even have known himself the first time if he hadn't smelled it.

Must be what all that meditation was good for.

But the girls made a fuss over Inuyasha doing it and even added a few new words to his already extensive vocabulary of curse words, which is why he was in a very tall tree very far from their camp. Not like he wanted to have to keep quiet anyway; where was the fun in that?

"I'm busy, if you ain't got eyes or a nose." Inuyasha's temper was frayed already. All he needed was this stuck up shit to give him trouble today.

"Yes, and you've been busy for what, half the night now?" The branch Inuyasha was on gave a few tiny tremors to show Sesshoumaru was walking on the same branch he was stretched out on. With a small sigh, he realized he should probably open his eyes. Not like it looked like Sesshoumaru was going to go away anymore then his erection would. At this point he would have covered up, but the thought of the rough cloth over the reddened, torn and hypersensitive skin was more then he could stand. Battle wounds were one thing; this was, well, personal!

"What's it to you?" he growled out, looking up at the elegant figure of his pureblood half brother standing inches from his own bare feet. Sesshoumaru looked... weird, until he realized that the taiyoukai wasn't wearing his armor or weapons. Inuyasha couldn't remember the last time he'd seen him without them.

Again surprisingly, Sesshoumaru sank gracefully to his knees and sat back on his heels like he was at a formal event, his own moonlight hair spilling around him over his white silk garments. He stared pointedly at Inuyasha's blatant display.

"What? I ain't putting it away, so if you don't like it, you can leave." His words were challenging, and a smirk pasted itself on Inuyasha's face.

"I didn't say I didn't like it, little brother."

He almost fell off of the branch when he saw the faint trace of an answering smirk on Sesshoumaru's face. Shit, the bastard has facial expressions other than looking like he smelled something bad?

"What's so fascinating about it? Same as yours."

"Very like mine, just smaller." If anything, the smirk got, well, smirkier. It actually might have been noticeable to someone who didn't know him.

"Keh, whip it out if you think you can compete!"

"Maybe later." With another pointed look at his erection, which wasn't flagging at all, much to the hanyou's discomfort, Sesshoumaru continued, "It's not size, but state that concerns me as yours seems to be in poor condition."

Inuyasha snorted. "You try to get rid of a boner like this that won't go away. I've even been soaking it in the river but cold water don't even shrink it! Not like I can get any rest like this, and Kagome keeps sitting me whenever I show up with a bulge, even if I tell her it ain't for her!" Looking pensive, he added, "She even sits me a couple times extra when I tell her her that, come to think of it."

"And it isn't?"

Inuyasha looked away. "Not all the time, no. Lately looking at pretty much anything makes me harder than Kouga's head. Gave me a turn when I was looking at that old hag miko and it happened!" He glared at his crotch. "Fucker won't even heal."

"You were the one who damaged it, so it'll heal slower."

"Fuckin' figures." He stifled a groan at the aching pain.

"You don't know much about being inuyoukai, do you?" Inuyasha blinked in confusion at his brother's change in topics. Just what the night needed, a history lesson while his dick felt like it'd been sandpapered.

He just stared. He knew his brother was so uptight he'd come unglued one day. Why did it have to be today?

A vagrant breeze blew past, swirling around his cock, catching up the loose fabric around it to snap sharply across the damaged skin. Inuyasha's tenuous grip on his thoughts vanished. His eyes shut again and a pained sound forced itself out of his throat.

Sesshoumaru bit back his irritation at over how much more explaining it was going to require after this, but Inuyasha was not in any condition right now to understand what he needed to know. Argument tonight would just make this take longer. He moved forward swiftly, pressing his brother's legs apart to straddle the branch and took Inuyasha's problem deep into his mouth. Not sucking or putting any pressure on it, but letting his salvia fill his mouth and coat it.

"Fuck!" Inuyasha jumped when he felt something that was paradoxically hot and soothing cover his erection. Sesshoumaru held him still effortlessly with his hand spayed out on his abdomen. Other then the occasional movement of his tongue to spread the fluid around and soothe, the taiyoukai could have been carved from stone, kneeling between his legs. His hair floated around him, tangling in the leaves.

Inuyasha had frozen, too much sensory information had overloaded him, and the relief from the pain had let an overpowering wave of pleasure wash over his abused nerves. He couldn't even think coherently enough to be amazed or disgusted at the sight of his elegant brother with his cock in his mouth. Actually, disgust was pretty far from anything he was feeling right now.

He was unclear how long they'd been like that, but Inuyasha couldn't have stopped what he did next for all the ramen in Tokyo. With a bone shaking growl, he thrust his hips up to try to bury himself even deeper in that hated mouth. Sesshoumaru transferred his grip to his hip, allowing him to go in farther, careful not to cut him with his fangs, then pulled his head back with a gentle suck as he pushed Inuyasha's hips back down and slid him mostly out. The sounds being pulled from him didn't resemble human speech anymore, and a canine whine come from him at the loss of contact.

Sesshoumaru took him in again, this time with more pressure and licked his tongue along the healed skin on the way. He relaxed his throat and took it in all the way, his slender nose touching the satiny fur at the base.

It had been months of frustration and weeks of worse torture as the arousal became almost constant. His hips slammed up again and with a strangled howl that could probably be heard on the other side of the well, Inuyasha came harder then he ever had in his life. His hips continued jerking, pumping his seed out in great quantity especially considering how many times he'd brought himself off tonight. Not that he could see it or cared, but Sesshoumaru's face had a look of pure concentration as he swallowed the thick fluid. His eyes were half lidded as his brother's hips stilled and his shaft finally started to soften as it forced out the last of of the liquid. Carefully, he cleaned the spent organ with his tongue, nudging it with his nose and chin, making sure it had only his healing salvia on it before he sat back.

Swallowing the last of the musky wild taste in his mouth, he sat back on his heels again and contemplated his younger brother for a moment, face again expressionless as a stone carving. Inuyasha was far too busy trying to breathe to notice much of anything. His eyes were open but glazed.

Before he could recover any more, Sesshoumaru's voice whispered in his ear. "We will continue this later."

His eyes suddenly wide open as shock set in, he sprang up but Sesshoumaru was long gone, only the scent of him lingering. With a groan, he sank down again as his legs threatened to give out and the sudden movement made him dizzy. Much as he'd like to find the bastard and shake what the hell he thought he'd been doing out of him, he just felt too good for the first time in a long time to care for the moment. Fixing his hakama finally over his thankfully flaccid organ, he settled himself down with a disgusted snort to get some much needed sleep. Trying not to think about the particulars too much, he drifted off with a smirk about what he'd say to his brother when he tracked him down. Bastard would never live this down if he got his way.