Black and White World
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Black and White World
Aaaahm... I was thinking of my other SessInu fanfic while listening to music and looking at the snow falling like crazy... the result of my wandering mind is this:
Enjoy!
(Inu Yasha is a bit ooc but... just think of him as completely... dunno... somewhere else with his head... or so...)
YES! I'm really drop-dead serious about you adding chapters... just read it and then hit the keys to give us all YOUR personal continuation of the story... I have my second part ready but I want to wait for some more versions... don't be shy :D
edit:
now that I added my 2nd part of this story you can either post a continuation of the first chapter or of my 2nd chapter... though I think that going from the 1st chapter would more interesting :)
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Black and White World
The world had turned black and white when the first snow of the year had fallen. Sesshomaru was walking soundlessly like a ghost through the forest in deep hibernation. All sounds, scents and colors were washed away by the pure white and the dark patches of black, leaving behind this dream-like feeling of nothingness. The mighty Inu youkai for once didn’t care about anything and enjoyed his little walk. He liked this world where everything was so clear, black and white, white and black and no annoying colors competing with each other.
Suddenly a patch of blood red disturbed his sight on such a perfect world. Through the naked trees he could see the characteristic armor of his younger half-brother, the hanyou Inu Yasha. Sesshomaru growled lowly, he hadn’t smelled the young man because of the snow and the cold, but his growl disappeared into the mute cover of the forest. He waited for the angry screams and howls from the hanyou and his human or demon friends to destroy his illusion of a perfect world that he had thought to be able to enjoy for a little bit. But he waited in vain.
The young hanyou was standing like in daze on a little clearing, looking at the icy sky and the wind transporting some ice crystals. He seemed not to have noticed his elder brother, who came closer, intrigued by the image. For a while Sesshomaru stood close to the border of the clearing, not even hidden by any bush of tree, only cloaked in the obliviousness of Inu Yasha. He had wanted to chase away the hanyou to have the forest for himself but the sight was somehow very bewitching.
The red of the fire rat armor almost burned against the white background, giving the silver hair so similar to his own for once a brilliance like it fitted an Inu youkai and the usually rosy skin had a pale color, his lips almost blue from the cold. The golden orbs of his eyes were just fixed at the sky with a look of melancholy, changing his face that Sesshomaru usually saw as torn in anger and hate towards him into mask of finely drawn features, the lips curved invitingly in full innocence. The black lashes, heritage of his human mother, contrasted against his pale skin, making him look even more attractive.
Something set itself in motion inside of Sesshomaru and even he, didn’t know what it was. It was just there and took control over him without him wanting to oppose it in any way. A little branch cracked under his foot as he took a step forward, loud enough to overcome the mute cover and reaching the dazed hanyou. In a slow and somehow graceful motion the youth turned his head at the origin of the sound and didn’t even seem to be surprised, even as Sesshomaru crossed the clearing, stopping only when he was only at half an arm’s length from his younger brother. Said young hanyou craned his neck and looked with his big and melancholic eyes directly into the equally golden orbs of his elder brother who was supposed to be his deadly enemy. Time stopped around them.
Both of them were silent. No word was spoken, as if not to break the dream. Somewhere in the back of his mind Sesshomaru thought about this situation and was absolutely horrified when he saw his own hand suddenly caress the cheek of his brother who seemed to enjoy this very much as his fluttering eyelids closed themselves and the lips parted almost lewdly in the faint notion of a moan. He felt the hand of his brother cover his own and although he knew that his hand was surely not warm in this cold, Inu Yasha’s hand was even icier, making Sesshomaru wonder how long the hanyou had been standing in this cold. His eyes – and while doing this he wondered as well where his initial horror had gone – wandered up to the furry ears. He gently caressed them, feeling a smile creep up on his lips as he saw the flustered expression on his brother’s face. Just as his hand had gone back to the face, he felt the tip of some icy fingers on his own cheek, tracing the markings he had.
Suddenly they were even closer, so close that Sesshomaru could see each single lash around the half-lidded eyes of his brother, but a sudden desire to close his eyes turned his world blind. Then his lips found what they had been searching on their own. Inu Yasha’s lips were surprisingly soft and icy cold. They wrapped themselves around his lips, embracing like cold water. Sesshomaru’s hands suddenly found their way around his waist and the back of his brother’s head while red cloaked arms suddenly enlaced his own neck. The elder brother liked the lower lip of his younger brother, demanding entrance which was immediately given. Pressing Inu Yasha’s body even closer to his own he invaded the younger’s mouth with a proudly roaring beast inside of him.
He kissed him mindlessly, the predator inside him becoming greedier with every little moan or gasp that escaped the younger’s mouth when an annoying need for air pulled them apart for split seconds, making Inu Yasha shiver when he licked the palate, the lips or nibbled as gently as he could with his fangs on his brother’s tongue. The hanyou leaned more onto him, almost too weak to carry himself on his shaking knees. Sesshomaru felt something hard prod at his leg and the beast within became stronger yet. In a blur of snow he pressed his prey against the next tree and kissed him even harder while he slipped a hand within the blood red cloth.
His hands, extension of his primal self roaring within, found the weeping cock of his brother and began stroking it with vigor. The loud moans escaping the gasping, open mouth of the hanyou as his eyes flew open, staring without seeing at the sky, his head thrown back to offer the delicate skin of his neck to the dangerously glistening fangs of his brother, spurred Sesshomaru even more. He gently nudged the balls, full to burst of want, and teased the dripping cock. His brother had gripped his shoulders in the vain attempt to keep his halt and pulled him even closer, rocking his hips into the palm of his elder brother.
With a cry of lust Inu Yasha came when Sesshomaru bit him at the junction of the neck and the shoulders, coating his hand with his cum. After a second the Inu youkai slipped his hand out his brother’s clothes and looked at the hanyou slumping down onto the snow without strength. His dazed eyes with the luminescent blush on his cheeks gave him a look that would have turned on anybody and Sesshomaru felt his own throbbing length crying out for attention. He grabbed the hair of his brother almost roughly and guided his face to his crotch.
Despite his post coital bliss the hanyou seemed to know what was asked of him because he diligently pushed the fabric aside and gently caressed the rock hard cock of his brother. Upon the impatient growl he lapped it from base to top before enclosing the tip with his lips. His tongue swirled around the sensitive skin with almost professional ease. Sesshomaru groaned a bit when the youth slowly engulfed his whole cock inside his mouth, until his nose nuzzled the white flock of hair above, before he started to mix bobbing his head or humming softly combined with delicious tongue play.
Sesshomaru grabbed his brother’s head with his hands and pulled him away, even though he would have loved to come inside his mouth. The puzzled look his brother gave him didn’t bother him as he pulled him up. Inu Yasha found himself pressed against the tree, his hakama suddenly pooling by his feet. Sesshomaru forced his legs apart easily and took a good look at the ass offered so invitingly, before he lapped the puckering entrance. His brother wriggled under the administrations and only his claws pressed into the old wood prevented his body from unjoining every joint.
Inu Yasha hear the low crack as suddenly two claws lost their edge as his ears moved nervously into the direction the sound had come from. Sesshomaru wanted to be gentle but the first finger coated with saliva entering his brother seemed to burn a bit since he moaned and tried to move himself in a comfortable position but the strong grip of his brother on his hips prevented him from doing so. A second finger entered him and together they scissored him, widening his entrance. Suddenly they hit his sweet spot, making him cry out in pleasure and hardening his cock again. He pushed back, reclaiming more of that sensation but the fingers left him. Sesshomaru couldn’t wait any only look at this display of want anymore and prodded with his erection at the entrance of his younger brother.
Sesshomaru had to use all of his self-control not to trust mindlessly into the pliant body beneath him. He wanted to enjoy the slow penetration and took all his time to do so. When he was fully sheathed he paused for a second, feeling the muscles of his brother contract around him in delicious pressure. He slipped out a bit faster and rammed himself back in as fast as he could, looking at his brother crying out while throwing his head back, the corner of his eyes glistening with tears of pain. Sesshomaru pounded and pounded relentlessly into his brother, enjoying the cries of pain and pleasure while his hand found the neglected cock of his brother. He felt his completion come closer and closer and so he redoubled his efforts to make his brother come.
With a last stroke he made his brother come, feeling again the warm cum drip onto his fingers once more and the walls clasping around his throbbing member almost sent him over the edge. He thrust one more time into the convulsing and moaning brother until he was fully sheathed. Then his own roaring completion broke him, making him cry out his pleasure as well, emptying himself inside of Inu Yasha. With a satisfied grunt he rested his head on his back, feeling the feverish shivers of the younger. He slipped his now soft member out of him and turned his brother around to kiss him one last time with all the fervor that had inhabited them until a moment ago. His brother moaned softly in this kiss before his body went limp. He slid down the tree, breaking the kiss and looked with his melancholic and dazed eyes at his brother.
Sesshomaru usual self seemed to gain back its control and the mighty Inu youkai simply turned around and went, leaving his half naked hanyou brother in the snow. Just as he wanted to take one last look before he took off with his momoko, their eyes locked again, gold in gold in a timeless moment. Then in a blur of white snow the elder brother disappeared in the icy sky while ice flakes decorated the face of his younger brother, forming precious little stars on his red cloth.
This had just been some madness, a momentary frenzy in an equally momentary truce, something unique that would never be repeated, thought both of them. But not even this resolve or the feisty cold they both harbored the next day prevented them from longing for the other, as often as the memories of this fleeting encounter came back to them. Yet such an encounter as they had had was just like the snowflakes that had led them, transient and dreamy like the cold winter.
The next time they met, Inu Yasha’s face was torn into a grimace of anger while the elder had put all his disdain into his gaze. Only when both of their blades followed their last deadly path, a brief melancholy hazed the younger’s eyes, curling his lips into a hidden lustful smile while the elder brother felt this burning desire to possess, to render the world black and white, leaving only the gold and red of his desire. Then, under the snowfall of the blooming sakura, everything came to an end.
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review...
or add chapter...
or review... xDDDD
(reviews are my food... so don't let poor me starve xDDD)
Enjoy!
(Inu Yasha is a bit ooc but... just think of him as completely... dunno... somewhere else with his head... or so...)
YES! I'm really drop-dead serious about you adding chapters... just read it and then hit the keys to give us all YOUR personal continuation of the story... I have my second part ready but I want to wait for some more versions... don't be shy :D
edit:
now that I added my 2nd part of this story you can either post a continuation of the first chapter or of my 2nd chapter... though I think that going from the 1st chapter would more interesting :)
______________________________________________________________________________________________
Black and White World
The world had turned black and white when the first snow of the year had fallen. Sesshomaru was walking soundlessly like a ghost through the forest in deep hibernation. All sounds, scents and colors were washed away by the pure white and the dark patches of black, leaving behind this dream-like feeling of nothingness. The mighty Inu youkai for once didn’t care about anything and enjoyed his little walk. He liked this world where everything was so clear, black and white, white and black and no annoying colors competing with each other.
Suddenly a patch of blood red disturbed his sight on such a perfect world. Through the naked trees he could see the characteristic armor of his younger half-brother, the hanyou Inu Yasha. Sesshomaru growled lowly, he hadn’t smelled the young man because of the snow and the cold, but his growl disappeared into the mute cover of the forest. He waited for the angry screams and howls from the hanyou and his human or demon friends to destroy his illusion of a perfect world that he had thought to be able to enjoy for a little bit. But he waited in vain.
The young hanyou was standing like in daze on a little clearing, looking at the icy sky and the wind transporting some ice crystals. He seemed not to have noticed his elder brother, who came closer, intrigued by the image. For a while Sesshomaru stood close to the border of the clearing, not even hidden by any bush of tree, only cloaked in the obliviousness of Inu Yasha. He had wanted to chase away the hanyou to have the forest for himself but the sight was somehow very bewitching.
The red of the fire rat armor almost burned against the white background, giving the silver hair so similar to his own for once a brilliance like it fitted an Inu youkai and the usually rosy skin had a pale color, his lips almost blue from the cold. The golden orbs of his eyes were just fixed at the sky with a look of melancholy, changing his face that Sesshomaru usually saw as torn in anger and hate towards him into mask of finely drawn features, the lips curved invitingly in full innocence. The black lashes, heritage of his human mother, contrasted against his pale skin, making him look even more attractive.
Something set itself in motion inside of Sesshomaru and even he, didn’t know what it was. It was just there and took control over him without him wanting to oppose it in any way. A little branch cracked under his foot as he took a step forward, loud enough to overcome the mute cover and reaching the dazed hanyou. In a slow and somehow graceful motion the youth turned his head at the origin of the sound and didn’t even seem to be surprised, even as Sesshomaru crossed the clearing, stopping only when he was only at half an arm’s length from his younger brother. Said young hanyou craned his neck and looked with his big and melancholic eyes directly into the equally golden orbs of his elder brother who was supposed to be his deadly enemy. Time stopped around them.
Both of them were silent. No word was spoken, as if not to break the dream. Somewhere in the back of his mind Sesshomaru thought about this situation and was absolutely horrified when he saw his own hand suddenly caress the cheek of his brother who seemed to enjoy this very much as his fluttering eyelids closed themselves and the lips parted almost lewdly in the faint notion of a moan. He felt the hand of his brother cover his own and although he knew that his hand was surely not warm in this cold, Inu Yasha’s hand was even icier, making Sesshomaru wonder how long the hanyou had been standing in this cold. His eyes – and while doing this he wondered as well where his initial horror had gone – wandered up to the furry ears. He gently caressed them, feeling a smile creep up on his lips as he saw the flustered expression on his brother’s face. Just as his hand had gone back to the face, he felt the tip of some icy fingers on his own cheek, tracing the markings he had.
Suddenly they were even closer, so close that Sesshomaru could see each single lash around the half-lidded eyes of his brother, but a sudden desire to close his eyes turned his world blind. Then his lips found what they had been searching on their own. Inu Yasha’s lips were surprisingly soft and icy cold. They wrapped themselves around his lips, embracing like cold water. Sesshomaru’s hands suddenly found their way around his waist and the back of his brother’s head while red cloaked arms suddenly enlaced his own neck. The elder brother liked the lower lip of his younger brother, demanding entrance which was immediately given. Pressing Inu Yasha’s body even closer to his own he invaded the younger’s mouth with a proudly roaring beast inside of him.
He kissed him mindlessly, the predator inside him becoming greedier with every little moan or gasp that escaped the younger’s mouth when an annoying need for air pulled them apart for split seconds, making Inu Yasha shiver when he licked the palate, the lips or nibbled as gently as he could with his fangs on his brother’s tongue. The hanyou leaned more onto him, almost too weak to carry himself on his shaking knees. Sesshomaru felt something hard prod at his leg and the beast within became stronger yet. In a blur of snow he pressed his prey against the next tree and kissed him even harder while he slipped a hand within the blood red cloth.
His hands, extension of his primal self roaring within, found the weeping cock of his brother and began stroking it with vigor. The loud moans escaping the gasping, open mouth of the hanyou as his eyes flew open, staring without seeing at the sky, his head thrown back to offer the delicate skin of his neck to the dangerously glistening fangs of his brother, spurred Sesshomaru even more. He gently nudged the balls, full to burst of want, and teased the dripping cock. His brother had gripped his shoulders in the vain attempt to keep his halt and pulled him even closer, rocking his hips into the palm of his elder brother.
With a cry of lust Inu Yasha came when Sesshomaru bit him at the junction of the neck and the shoulders, coating his hand with his cum. After a second the Inu youkai slipped his hand out his brother’s clothes and looked at the hanyou slumping down onto the snow without strength. His dazed eyes with the luminescent blush on his cheeks gave him a look that would have turned on anybody and Sesshomaru felt his own throbbing length crying out for attention. He grabbed the hair of his brother almost roughly and guided his face to his crotch.
Despite his post coital bliss the hanyou seemed to know what was asked of him because he diligently pushed the fabric aside and gently caressed the rock hard cock of his brother. Upon the impatient growl he lapped it from base to top before enclosing the tip with his lips. His tongue swirled around the sensitive skin with almost professional ease. Sesshomaru groaned a bit when the youth slowly engulfed his whole cock inside his mouth, until his nose nuzzled the white flock of hair above, before he started to mix bobbing his head or humming softly combined with delicious tongue play.
Sesshomaru grabbed his brother’s head with his hands and pulled him away, even though he would have loved to come inside his mouth. The puzzled look his brother gave him didn’t bother him as he pulled him up. Inu Yasha found himself pressed against the tree, his hakama suddenly pooling by his feet. Sesshomaru forced his legs apart easily and took a good look at the ass offered so invitingly, before he lapped the puckering entrance. His brother wriggled under the administrations and only his claws pressed into the old wood prevented his body from unjoining every joint.
Inu Yasha hear the low crack as suddenly two claws lost their edge as his ears moved nervously into the direction the sound had come from. Sesshomaru wanted to be gentle but the first finger coated with saliva entering his brother seemed to burn a bit since he moaned and tried to move himself in a comfortable position but the strong grip of his brother on his hips prevented him from doing so. A second finger entered him and together they scissored him, widening his entrance. Suddenly they hit his sweet spot, making him cry out in pleasure and hardening his cock again. He pushed back, reclaiming more of that sensation but the fingers left him. Sesshomaru couldn’t wait any only look at this display of want anymore and prodded with his erection at the entrance of his younger brother.
Sesshomaru had to use all of his self-control not to trust mindlessly into the pliant body beneath him. He wanted to enjoy the slow penetration and took all his time to do so. When he was fully sheathed he paused for a second, feeling the muscles of his brother contract around him in delicious pressure. He slipped out a bit faster and rammed himself back in as fast as he could, looking at his brother crying out while throwing his head back, the corner of his eyes glistening with tears of pain. Sesshomaru pounded and pounded relentlessly into his brother, enjoying the cries of pain and pleasure while his hand found the neglected cock of his brother. He felt his completion come closer and closer and so he redoubled his efforts to make his brother come.
With a last stroke he made his brother come, feeling again the warm cum drip onto his fingers once more and the walls clasping around his throbbing member almost sent him over the edge. He thrust one more time into the convulsing and moaning brother until he was fully sheathed. Then his own roaring completion broke him, making him cry out his pleasure as well, emptying himself inside of Inu Yasha. With a satisfied grunt he rested his head on his back, feeling the feverish shivers of the younger. He slipped his now soft member out of him and turned his brother around to kiss him one last time with all the fervor that had inhabited them until a moment ago. His brother moaned softly in this kiss before his body went limp. He slid down the tree, breaking the kiss and looked with his melancholic and dazed eyes at his brother.
Sesshomaru usual self seemed to gain back its control and the mighty Inu youkai simply turned around and went, leaving his half naked hanyou brother in the snow. Just as he wanted to take one last look before he took off with his momoko, their eyes locked again, gold in gold in a timeless moment. Then in a blur of white snow the elder brother disappeared in the icy sky while ice flakes decorated the face of his younger brother, forming precious little stars on his red cloth.
This had just been some madness, a momentary frenzy in an equally momentary truce, something unique that would never be repeated, thought both of them. But not even this resolve or the feisty cold they both harbored the next day prevented them from longing for the other, as often as the memories of this fleeting encounter came back to them. Yet such an encounter as they had had was just like the snowflakes that had led them, transient and dreamy like the cold winter.
The next time they met, Inu Yasha’s face was torn into a grimace of anger while the elder had put all his disdain into his gaze. Only when both of their blades followed their last deadly path, a brief melancholy hazed the younger’s eyes, curling his lips into a hidden lustful smile while the elder brother felt this burning desire to possess, to render the world black and white, leaving only the gold and red of his desire. Then, under the snowfall of the blooming sakura, everything came to an end.
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review...
or add chapter...
or review... xDDDD
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