Tumble In The Grass

AN: Just a short giftfic I did for someone who drew me giftart for 'Rooftop'. I'll link to that in the next chap of 'Rooftop'.

Sesshomaru stood over Inuyasha, sword drawn and pressed to the thin flesh of the hanyou's neck, a glint in his eye. “I win, Brother. You know what that means.”

From his vantage point on the ground, Inuyasha could only glare up at his self-satisfied sibling, claws digging into the dirt beneath him angrily, but not moving to counter-attack. After all, the demon lord had won the fight fair-and-square, so Inuyasha couldn't really complain.

Well, he could. And he would, but rules were rules and he huffed in frustration, quickly nodding at the other. The sword was pulled away and sheathed, then carefully placed on the ground, along with Sesshomaru's sash and armor. Inuyasha watched him strip, excitement stirring in his stomach, though he'd never admit it. Best to fight the whole time, else he'd lose the little pride he had left when it came to this.

“Do not try my patience, Inuyasha. Prepare yourself.”

Grumbling not so quietly, Inuyasha simply rolled onto his stomach and flipped up his middle finger, resting his head on his hands lazily.

“I am not joking with you, Brother. Strip. Now.”

The young half-demon merely sighed. Loudly. He wasn't going to make this easy for his brother. He never did. “Why should I, huh? You won, so you can top, but it doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do.”

Strong fingers raked down his scalp and grabbed a fistful of hair, yanking his head back to peer into golden eyes identical to his own. He managed to look indifferent even as his neck was close to snapping. The flash of fury in his brother's eyes was worth a little extra pain any day.

“I won our fight, which means I am the dominant. You must submit to me. You must listen to me. Position has nothing to do with it. In fact, if I wanted to, I could just tell you to lay back and let me straddle you.”

Eyes wide like saucers, Inuyasha grinned up at him hopefully. “Really?”

The other dog demon smiled, amused. “Of course not.” A firm hand slapped his ass. “Now get up and strip.”

Determined to be difficult, Inuyasha simply kicked off his bottoms and threw off his top, tossing the both of them into a pile on the ground. Then he began to roll around where he lay, staining his body with grass and dirt. Sufficiently filthy, he stopped on his back and smirked up at his irritated brother.

“You are such a disgrace. I cannot believe we came from the same regal bloodline.” Sesshomaru sighed and began to take off his own clothing, folding each article neatly and placing them on top of his armor so as not to soil them.

Inuyasha chuckled. “Ya know, for such a neat freak, you sure do get kinky when we fuck.”

“Inuyasha. Must you be so vulgar?” The Demon Lord closed the distance between them and stood before him, bracing his arms on his hips and jutting his hips out. “Come, make me ready for you.”
Sesshomaru's manhood stood erect and waiting, small beads of precum already forming on the red tip and Inuyasha found it hilarious how stoic his brother would seem, yet then he'd be so hard, looking ready to burst.

The hanyou knew firsthand though, how long the asshole could actually last. Forever and ever. Sometimes til Inuyasha was half crazy from wanting to cum. And the bastard would just keep going and going, pounding into him like he'd never stop.

It was infuriating and amazing all at once.

Raising on hands and knees, Inuyasha crawled closer and looked up with low-lidded eyes, seductive as hell. But Sesshomaru wasn't looking down and he knew that eye contact would not be made between them. Without further delay, he leaned forward and let his tongue stroke from base to tip, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

No reaction from above.

Oh well, that just meant he'd have to try harder. His lips circled the head and his tongue swirled around it before he opened his jaw and took his brother's length inside.

Still nothing. Now Inuyasha was getting frustrated. If this was going to go his way at all, he needed to make the insufferable bastard do something. Moan, shiver, gasp, anything. If Sesshomaru maintained control than Inuyasha would be in for a long night. And since he'd already been hard while they were fighting, he was ready to come. Now.

Suckling gently, he slowly loosened his throat muscles and pulled in, taking his brother's cock deep. He swallowed, muscles constricting around the invading flesh and squeezing rhythmically.

A soft shameless moan sounded above him and he smiled, lips curling around his treat and he continued to feast, liberally coating the skin with his saliva. Some spilled past his lips and trailed down his chin, but he let it, knowing the sight of his swollen mouth and wet face would drive the demon lord wild. One palm roughly cupped the demon lord's testicles and squeezed them in tandem with his suckling and Inuyasha's free hand snuck up and poked at the other's opening, tracing the puckered edges faintly. He was rewarded by a sharp gasp and Sesshomaru's needy thrust into his mouth. Quickly, before he lost his opportunity, he jabbed upwards and breached his brother's ass, eliciting a shrill bark of surprise and lust.

He pulled back with a sloppy smack, threads of spit still connecting him to Sesshomaru's cock, grinning smugly. He removed his finger and waited.

Eyes closed and breath quicker than normal, Sesshomaru seemed to notice the pleasure session had ended and he glanced down. Inuyasha grinned up at him, face sticky and shining.

“You...” Magenta lids lowered and narrowed. “You filthy mutt. You dirty, nasty, naughty dog.”

If Inuyasha had a tail, it would be wagging right now. Getting Sesshomaru to the point of dirty-talk was a wet-dream and he reached down to cup his own throbbing length.

“No. Don't touch yourself, naughty boy.”

Inuyasha jumped as two rough hands hooked under his shoulders and flipped him over, stroking down his back and pushing his face down to the ground. Fingers splayed across his skull as one hand probed at his backside. He wiggled wantonly, moaning in his throat. One clawed digit pushed inside and he gasped at the sharp pressure. His insides were scratched, but healed almost instantly and he pushed back, asking for more. But instead of another finger, which was removed, a slick something bigger pressed instead. So perhaps he had teased too much if he wasn't going to get more preparation.

“Dirty, nasty, filthy boy. You deserve a punishment for being so profane and I'm going to give it to you.” A quick thrust, and Sesshomaru was in, swollen length embedded all the way.

“Oh fuck!” Inuyasha cried out, clawing at the grass below frantically. He wasn't even given a moment to adjust before the other began moving. “Ah! Wait! Oh yes! Nooo-Oh yeah!” A deep stroke brushed against his prostate, and he howled. “OooooooooRrrooooh yes!”

“Shut up you harlot. You tawdry brat.” Inuyasha's head was pushed harder to the ground and his hips were lifted and angled higher. Sesshomaru's nails cut into his skin and soft growls emitted from his normally reserved throat. “You like this, you whore! You're my bitch! Moan for me, Bitch!”

Inuyasha shuddered, meeting each forceful thrust of his brother's hips with his own, and he keened lowly, words merging together into nonsense. “Nnghhhhh! Oh aahhhh! Yesssss! Haaaah!”

“Scream for your Master, Bitch! Tell me who your Master is!”

Sesshomaru's hand lifted from Inuyasha's head and wrapped around his cock, pumping him quickly, and he came, arching up and screaming loudly. “Sesshomaruuuuuuu! Ah ah!” Thick white arcs splashed out onto the ground below and he jerked, ass clenching tightly.

Sesshomaru released his shrinking length and kept thrusting, each deep pump sending fire flashing through Inuyasha's oversensitized skin. Every wayward brush against his prostate had him grunting softly. “Ah! Ah! Are you close? Please tell me you're close. Oh! Ack!”

“Naughty, dirty mutt. Take it deep.”

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. As much as he was enjoying the leftover pleasure, he would like to be able to walk in the morning, and Sesshomaru showed no signs of slowing down. There was one way to get him to come. He turned his head and glanced over his shoulder coyly, eyes sparkling as he adopted a higher-pitched voice. “Oh, you feel so good, Big Brother. Punish me, Big Brother. I'm yours. I'm such a bad boy. Oh Big Brother!”

Sesshomaru tensed above him, gripping his hips harshly and drawing more blood. Like always, he didn't shout our moan, he merely hissed in through his teeth, and let out a soft sigh. Wet heat splashed against Inuyasha's inner walls, and he chuckled, stretching his legs and laying down as his brother withdrew from him, arms snaking around his middle and pulling him close.

Sesshomaru stroked down Inuyasha's flank, voice soft and almost affectionate. He always was softer right after sex. “Such a good boy. Such a wonderful brother. So sweet. Good boy.” One hand curved into the small of his back and Inuyasha almost purred, nuzzling under his brother's chin as their bodies slowly cooled in the fresh air. “So good. Good boy, good boy, good boy...”

Gradually, they returned to more normal temperatures and Sesshomaru's ramblings faded away, the quiet alerting Inuyasha that his brother was no longer lost in the post-orgasm haze. He pulled away before it turned violent and lay back on the grass.

They lay side by side on the grass, watching the sky with blissful expressions. Then Inuyasha let out a great big laugh.

“Hush, Inuyasha. Do not ruin my mood.”

He kept chortling. “But you're such a perv! You get so kinky every single time!”

He was met with stony silence, then, “I'm sure I have no idea what you mean.”

Inuyasha levered himself up onto his elbows, staring at Sesshomaru in shock. “What?! You gotta be kidding!”

“No, I am not. And we will not discuss this further.” He stood and brushed a few stray blades of grass from his perfect form and gathered his clothing, slipping it on deftly as Inuyasha gawked at him.

“Seriously, are you kidding? You don't hear yourself? You have got the dirtiest mouth, calling me a bitch and a slut and-”

“I did not say 'slut'!”

Glancing at his face, Inuyasha could see faint color warring with the stripes on Sesshomaru's cheeks. “You're blushing! Oh jeez, you do know what you say! Hah! You're just embarrassed!”

Adjusting his armor, Sesshomaru began to storm away, but Inuyasha jumped up and padded after him, still naked and grassy. “And you know what? You always come harder when I call you 'Big Brother'. And when I act all Ukey and shit. You love fucking your own brother, don't you? Love how we share blood? That's kinky, you pervert.” He snorted gleefully as green claws came swiping at him, and he easily dodged them.

Sesshomaru summoned his cloud and swiftly rose into the sky, becoming smaller in the sky. Inuyasha shouted after him, “See you in a few weeks, Big Brother!”

A firebolt flew at him and struck the ground where he had been standing not moments before, and he laughed, turning to go gather his clothes and find someplace to wash off.

THE END

AN: If you like this fanfiction, please go to my author page and check out my other stuff. It's all boy/boy stuff. Some Originals (which I HIGHLY recommend), and other fanfics. THANKS!