The Crossdresser and the Ice Princess
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InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
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InuYasha AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,898
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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The Day He Saw Him
Title: The Day He Saw Him
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and prompt: creamy #1 new (written during Fall 2009 for the LJ comm Inuromp's Fall challenge for the creamy list)
Rating: older Teen
Universe/Genre: manga-verse (with a dash of AU later on), smutty thoughts
Words: 300
Warnings: mentions of masochism and blood, men lusting men
Summary: One day, Jakotsu is bored and finds something new to occupy him for some time to come.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor the characters in this work of fiction. Sadly.
A/N: I honestly don't know where this will go, but I think this is a nice start. I'm still waiting for the right part to come where I get to use the endearing nickname 'ice-princess'. XD As this was written for a challenge, with 15 prompts, I made it into a series. These 15 creamy fics, 300 words (as preordained by the comm) will be followed by 15 with the crunchy list, which I didn't finish for the original challenge in time. Those are more loose and cover a longer timespan than these 15. Also, this has been labelled under AU for the reason that in the coming chapters, it veers into it's own manga-verse timeline where the fate of the Shichinintai is rewritten/ignored for the sake of this ficlet series... So it's not modern AU, just alternate smutty!mangaverse AU.
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Jakotsu had once again wandered off from the mercenaries' camp. He had grown listless of late, even the goriest kill not bringing him joy, nor the carnal attentions of their leader. He didn't know what it was, he just needed ... something
Someone new to fuck him.
He had originally been drawn to Inuyasha because of his long silver hair, it was so pretty and yet masculine. Judging by his rash style of battle, the hanyou had more than enough energy for a nice tumble between the sheets. Although Jakotsu preferred going without sheets. Nothing like a nice fuck against whatever sturdy upright surface there was. All the better with a bit of pain.
Blood was a powerful aphrodisiac. At least for Jakotsu. With all that resentment for him, Inuaysha would fuck him raw. If he didn't kill him first.
As for that, Jakotsu would gladly do the fucking just to prove his quality as a bed-mate to Inuyasha. Tie him down, strip him and show him how good it felt...
The mercenary giggled to himself as he walked under the lush trees, not seeing their shades of green nor the blue of the sky, his mind too wrapped up in debauchery. But his ears did pick up the sounds of battle, a derogatory shout. Inuyasha. Hidden amongst the trees Jakotsu looked onto the clearing and saw the object of his lust. And then...
He saw him.
A tall, regal inutaiyoukai dressed in the finest silks, wielding one of the most elegant blades Jakotsu had seen. The stranger's stoic voice parrying Inuyasha's crude insults with practised ease. And he was gorgeous. Beautiful in an ethereal, sexless way. A man of power.
There, witnessing the inu-brother's fight, Jakotsu's attentions shifted. Inuyasha was forgotten for a new, far more pretty, infatuation.
Author: Saraste
Pairing: Jakotsu/Sesshoumaru
List and prompt: creamy #1 new (written during Fall 2009 for the LJ comm Inuromp's Fall challenge for the creamy list)
Rating: older Teen
Universe/Genre: manga-verse (with a dash of AU later on), smutty thoughts
Words: 300
Warnings: mentions of masochism and blood, men lusting men
Summary: One day, Jakotsu is bored and finds something new to occupy him for some time to come.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor the characters in this work of fiction. Sadly.
A/N: I honestly don't know where this will go, but I think this is a nice start. I'm still waiting for the right part to come where I get to use the endearing nickname 'ice-princess'. XD As this was written for a challenge, with 15 prompts, I made it into a series. These 15 creamy fics, 300 words (as preordained by the comm) will be followed by 15 with the crunchy list, which I didn't finish for the original challenge in time. Those are more loose and cover a longer timespan than these 15. Also, this has been labelled under AU for the reason that in the coming chapters, it veers into it's own manga-verse timeline where the fate of the Shichinintai is rewritten/ignored for the sake of this ficlet series... So it's not modern AU, just alternate smutty!mangaverse AU.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jakotsu had once again wandered off from the mercenaries' camp. He had grown listless of late, even the goriest kill not bringing him joy, nor the carnal attentions of their leader. He didn't know what it was, he just needed ... something
Someone new to fuck him.
He had originally been drawn to Inuyasha because of his long silver hair, it was so pretty and yet masculine. Judging by his rash style of battle, the hanyou had more than enough energy for a nice tumble between the sheets. Although Jakotsu preferred going without sheets. Nothing like a nice fuck against whatever sturdy upright surface there was. All the better with a bit of pain.
Blood was a powerful aphrodisiac. At least for Jakotsu. With all that resentment for him, Inuaysha would fuck him raw. If he didn't kill him first.
As for that, Jakotsu would gladly do the fucking just to prove his quality as a bed-mate to Inuyasha. Tie him down, strip him and show him how good it felt...
The mercenary giggled to himself as he walked under the lush trees, not seeing their shades of green nor the blue of the sky, his mind too wrapped up in debauchery. But his ears did pick up the sounds of battle, a derogatory shout. Inuyasha. Hidden amongst the trees Jakotsu looked onto the clearing and saw the object of his lust. And then...
He saw him.
A tall, regal inutaiyoukai dressed in the finest silks, wielding one of the most elegant blades Jakotsu had seen. The stranger's stoic voice parrying Inuyasha's crude insults with practised ease. And he was gorgeous. Beautiful in an ethereal, sexless way. A man of power.
There, witnessing the inu-brother's fight, Jakotsu's attentions shifted. Inuyasha was forgotten for a new, far more pretty, infatuation.