Brothers and Their Bitches [InuYasha -- Inu/Kag/Sess] | NC-17
Title: Brothers and Their Bitches
Author: Michiko
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Hentai
Summary: Sesshoumaru pays an unexpected visit to his brother’s house and gets more than what he had in mind.
Author’s Note: This story was completed for the “I Get Off Just By Watching You” challenge from The Hentai Breadbags Club, a forum owned by InuGrrrl. Warning: AU and possible OOC.
Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story belong to Takahashi Rumiko. I make no profit off of this work. No lawsuits please.
Status: Complete
Brothers and Their Bitches
The clerk was indeed flirting with him. It had become painfully obvious after the fifth wink of her carefully made-up eye and the third “sexy” smile she’d thrown his way. Sesshoumaru Takahashi suppressed a cringe, giving the young girl a cold glare in his annoyance. She gave a small start, and that dazzling smile suddenly turned plastic. She hurriedly finished ringing up his item and took his cash, handing back his change seconds later with a rushed “thank you for shopping with us,” and moved on to the next customer. Sesshoumaru had to smirk at the tomato-red blush on her face.
He stepped out of the CD store, carrying a copy of Ed Gerhard’s “On a Cold Winter’s Night” in his hand. He had bought the CD for his goddaughter, Rin, as a Christmas present, knowing the sixteen-year-old’s obsession with Christmas music. He knew she didn’t have this one in her vast collection, and imagined that she’d be rather pleased upon receiving it. With that thought in mind, he got into his car and started the engine, depositing the purchased item safely inside the glove compartment. His secretary could wrap it for him later.
The twenty-nine-year-old lawyer heaved a tired sigh as he pulled out of the parking lot. It had been another long, dreary day in the offices of Takahashi Law. Actually, it had been a dreadfully long week, and to be honest, he was getting quite sick of the monotony. Same shit, different day, and he was bored to near depression because of it. A muscled hand ran through his long, silvery locks, and he couldn’t help but wonder when things would turn up for him; when he would have something to look forward to besides the demanding hours of his career, the ornery people he worked with (and for), and the long, lonely nights in his penthouse apartment. Was happiness a little too much to ask for?
The loud buzzing of his organizer sounded from his coat pocket, and he pulled it out just as he stopped at a red light. The small Tahoma font blinked up at him, blaring a reminder of his appointment (or lack thereof, since he hadn’t actually phoned and informed him of it yet) with his younger half-brother.
Sesshoumaru groaned, his sun-kissed eyes closing in exhaustion. He’d forgotten about needing to speak with InuYasha, and after such a shit-filled day, he really didn’t feel like putting up with the bastard’s antics. But, he thought. Father wanted this done by tomorrow. I don’t have much choice. With a resigned sigh, he pulled onto the next lane and turned the corner, taking a u-turn so he would make it to his brother’s house in as little time as possible. The quicker this could be done, the better, for both parties involved.
Ten minutes later, he pulled up at the small suburban home, wrinkling his nose in disgust as he took in the twinkling Christmas decorations scattered neatly upon the lawn, no doubt the work of the hanyou’s little woman. The flower beds and bushes were alive with color; reds, blues, greens, and golds blinked merrily in the darkness. The small tree in the middle of the lawn had tiny white bulbs circling the trunk, and what looked like jalapeno lights hanging from the branches. A glowing Nativity was nestled in the snow, and Sesshoumaru could make out a tiny sprig of mistletoe hanging above the door. In all, the whole thing was just so flamboyant it nearly gave him a headache.
He got out of the car, and a loud screech met his ears as he nearly tripped over the tail of a Siamese cat that had been taking refuge from the cold beneath his Cadillac. Grumbling underneath his breath, he trudged up the lawn, stepping on the many snow angels that InuYasha and his (in his opinion) too-upbeat wife had created. He glared at the snow-family that blocked his path to the front door, annoyed that he had to take a few extra steps to maneuver around them instead of just walking straight up. The cold bit into his skin, and he wrapped his coat more tightly around him to shield himself from the merciless winter weather. This really was just the cherry on top of his fucked-up day.
He sighed as he lifted a hand to knock on the door, tapping it lightly with his knuckles a few times before leaning against the wall to wait. Two minutes later, still no one had answered. Sesshoumaru glared angrily and knocked again, harder this time. Still he got no response. With a mumbled curse, he tested the doorknob and found it unlocked. Just like my brother to be careless, he thought in displeasure. He pushed the door open, eyes widening as he took in the state of the living room before him.
The house was in complete disarray, quite opposite to the usual tidiness and sanitary state in which Kagome normally kept things. A couple of chairs, usually tucked neatly in the corner of the room, were upturned; the items that had been stacked trimly upon the living room table were now scattered all over the floor, sending magazines everywhere, and dropping a vase full of roses and water across the once-pristine carpet; a half-eaten cherry pie was lying with its pie crust facedown on the floor, a small plate and two forks beside it. Claw marks were imbedded deep into the wood of the table, and Sesshoumaru could make out the whitish-colored fluid on its surface. Articles of clothing were draped carelessly over random pieces of furniture: a pair of shorts was covering the lampshade; socks were soaking in the spilled water; a sheer pink tank top was on the floor underneath the table; and various undergarments were strewn haphazardly about.
On top of that, the youkai’s heightened sense of smell was overwhelmed with the familiar (and arousing) scent of cum, sweat, sex, and lust. It really didn’t take a scientist to figure out what his bastard brother and his bitch were doing.
Against his better judgment, he stepped into the house and closed the door silently behind him. Now unhindered by the cold winter air, the smell of sex was much stronger, and with it, deep growls and soft cries could be heard, causing the front of the youkai’s pants to tent slightly. His curiosity was peaked, and though he knew InuYasha might attempt to assassinate him for it later, he couldn’t help but feel the desire to watch them. It had been a very long time since he’d been with a woman, too long in fact, and even longer since he’d watched any sort of sexual activity. He had long since outgrown the adolescent need to constantly orgasm, leaving behind those hormonal-driven years in exchange for his career. But even so, he couldn’t help the sudden…need he felt building within the pit of his gut. Just a small peak, he assured himself. He quietly stepped toward the hall, heading toward the room on the far end, where he could clearly hear the squelchy slaps of skin only caused by hard fucking.
He approached the room cautiously, biting his lip against the sudden jolt in his groin when he heard Kagome scream his brother’s name in orgasm. He turned his head toward the room, peeking through the crack that the slightly-ajar door provided. His eyes widened, and a small gasp left his lips as he watched the brunette in InuYasha’s arms fall apart, thrashing wildly, head swaying back and forth as strong hands pinned her hips to the soft carpet. He gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly in his throat as his brother leaned his head down, swallowing the girl’s cries by taking hold of her lips.
It was then that Sesshoumaru came to a very disturbing realization: His younger brother and Kagome were, quite possibly, the most erotic pair he had ever laid eyes on. The way the muscles in InuYasha’s back and shoulders rippled and flexed as he held himself above her; the way Kagome’s thighs visibly quivered as he pounded into her; the sweat that dripped down their bodies, emphasizing the niches and indentions of otherwise flawlessly smooth skin. If they had been porn stars, they’d probably have made millions, he thought.
Sesshoumaru vaguely realized the southward direction his hand was traveling, drifting toward his bulging crotch to ease the ache just a little. He couldn’t do much more than stare. InuYasha had very enthusiastically fucked his wife into a near faint, and yet he wasn’t finished.
He was obviously quite far from finished.
The hanyou slid easily from her tight sheath, earning a mewl from Kagome and another twitch from Sesshoumaru’s cock. He couldn’t see his brother’s face at the moment, but he could easily picture the look of predatory sensuality that would be on his visage, looking much like an animal stalking its prey. But what captured his eyes was the look of pure ecstasy on the girl’s face when two fingers were unceremoniously shoved up her cunt. A deep, throaty chuckle left InuYasha’s lips, and he shifted to the side of her, one leg wrapped around hers, pulling it wide so that her pussy was left unprotected and open to his touch. Sesshoumaru’s eyes zeroed in on the pink flesh of her dripping lips, and a small groan left his mouth.
His hand unconsciously increased its pace on his cock.
Kagome looked to be in heaven. Her hands were clawing the carpet, face scrunched up in concentration and need as her husband’s hands plundered her heat expertly. InuYasha drew his fingers in and out, caressing her inner walls with an agonizing slowness, his thumb massaging her bud to the rhythm of his thrusts. Her breath left her in hot, uneven pants, incoherent pleas falling from her lips as InuYasha threatened to torture her into insanity.
The hanyou merely chuckled, enjoying the way he could turn his little vixen into a melted puddle of goo with just a touch in the right place. He obviously enjoyed this power over her. With him lying in that position, Sesshoumaru could make out the devilish glimmer in his eyes clearly.
“Bet you like that, eh, baby?” InuYasha cooed. He dipped his head toward her neck, licking the mate mark near the front of her shoulder, and dropped butterfly-soft kisses up her collarbone and throat, nibbling on the tender skin in a way that made her moan. Sesshoumaru could clearly make out the way her juices flowed from her body faster, dribbling down his brother’s fingers to his hand and wrist before forming a little cum-puddle on the floor. Her muscles began to clench spasmodically around those fingers, signaling her impending orgasm.
The sight did nothing to improve the youkai’s state of arousal. His golden orbs gleamed as he wondered what that hot flesh would feel like around his own fingers, underneath his tongue, hugging his aching erection and gripping him like a vise. He wondered what it would feel like to have that tight sheath engulf him as he speared her, what his cock would look like dripping with her honey. Just how would it feel to slowly, gently penetrate her, pulling out just enough so that only his sensitive head was inside of her, and then ramming back in, only to repeat the process again, and again, and again…
Holy fucking shit…
Sesshoumaru suppressed a tirade of curses as he fell to his knees on the carpet, his mind hopelessly fogged from the scent and sight and imagination that was assaulting him. His hands frantically fumbled around his pants, unbuckling the belt and pulling down the zipper as fast as possible. He dropped his boxers, releasing his pulsing dick to the touch of his hand, and he couldn’t hold back his sigh of relief as he began to jack off quickly and expertly. It was just too much; the sight, the smell, the mere knowledge that he was watching his brother fuck his bitch. He couldn’t control the desire any longer.
Long fingers stroked up and down heated flesh, fingering the hard rod in a way that was practiced and familiar. His unoccupied hand traveled down to fondle his balls, gently massaging the heavy sacks. The tremors hit him as his balls began to tighten, and his lower body shivered in delight. His eyes were reduced to mere slits as he watched InuYasha pull his fingers out of his wife’s cunt, earning a helpless whimper from the girl as she was kept from orgasm. The hanyou chuckled darkly, instead splaying his wet hand on her stomach, teasing the quivering skin as he lowered his head to a nipple and began to suck.
Kagome let out a string of threats, promising a lifetime of abstinence and dissatisfaction should InuYasha not bring her over. He merely grinned in reply. He released her breast with a wet pop, slowly licking in between her valley and down her stomach. His tongue dipped in and out of her navel, circling the patch of skin leisurely, teasingly, before moving continuing its downward trek. He planted wet, open-mouthed kisses to her trembling inner thighs, causing a small whimper to escape her. “Y-Yash!” she cried brokenly.
At her plea, Sesshoumaru only worked faster, his hand now moving erratically over his dick. His heartbeat was pounding in his chest, pulsing to the rhythm of his thrusts, and it was all he could do to hold off just a little bit longer…
InuYasha’s tongue darted out, quickly flicking her love bud just enough to spur her desires to near devastation, but it wasn’t enough. Kagome writhed and wriggled above him, bucking her hips demandingly toward his face, asking, pleading…but he wouldn’t comply. Instead he slowly traced her soaked lips, a single finger circling her hole teasingly. His honey eyes gleamed in delight, staring at the shuddering piece of flesh with a look of hunger. “Well, what have we here, Kaggy?” he whispered. She only moaned in reply, and Sesshoumaru bit his lip to stop the groan that was sure to escape.
“You’re so wet, love,” the hanyou continued. “So dripping wet, and aroused, and aching, and needy…”
Kagome whimpered, thrusting her hips up desperately. “Do you need more, sweetie?” he crooned, his nose nuzzling her soft, soaked curls as he spoke.
A raspy ‘yes’ was his answer.
The hanyou grinned at the begging tone of her voice, and he continued to examine her pussy with an almost detached look on his face. One hand held her lips apart, spreading her, while his other tenderly prodded at the pink flesh, dipping into her opening from time to time, but not enough to give her any real satisfaction. His grin widened as her fingers fisted in his hair, a silent demand to give her what she needed - quickly. But ‘quick’ wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.
“What in the world do you have shoved up that hole, baby?” he smiled teasingly. “Nothing? You look so empty, no cock, no fingers, no tongue to fill you.”
She had had just about enough. “Fuck, InuYasha, please!”
Immediately, InuYasha attacked her. His mouth opened as wide as it could possibly go, and he fastened his lips to her cunt and ate her, nearly swallowing her inside of him as he sucked and licked and feasted. His thumb found her clitoris, rubbing eagerly, and mere seconds later she was exploding in his mouth, screaming his name loud enough to shake the walls.
With a loud groan, Sesshoumaru picked up the pace, his orgasm egged on by the vision of his sister-in-law coming apart, honey spurting from her core like hot lava from a volcano. Three delicious strokes later, he came, a hard, mind-numbing orgasm that had his breath leaving his lungs and his eyes clenching shut as bright lights erupted behind the lids. No words left his mouth; just a long, drawn-out moan as the pleasure threw him over the edge. His mind was blissfully blank, head dropping forward as surge after surge of cum shot from his cock, coating his shirt and hands in the milky-white substance.
A deep chuckle sounded from the room. “Enjoy the show, Sess?”
The youkai’s eyes snapped open, the sound of his name jarring him from his pleasure-induced state and dropping him back down to Earth with an uncomfortable thump. He’d been discovered.
Shit.
He focused on his brother and Kagome, both of whom had their eyes fixed on the parts of him that they could see through the door. Kagome’s eyes were wide, clearly surprised that they’d had an audience. InuYasha, on the other hand, merely looked amused, golden eyes that were so much like his own twinkling with laughter. He’d apparently known about their audience for a while.
Double shit.
“How long have you known I was here?” Sesshoumaru croaked, too embarrassed at being caught to come up with much else.
InuYasha grinned. “Since the moment you dropped your pants. You’re surprisingly loud when you jack off, big brother.” He tilted his head to the side, a smirk forming on his lips. “I suppose I should have known sooner, but Kagome had me…distracted.”
The youkai, for once in his life, couldn’t seem to form a reply.
A small smirk formed on InuYasha’s face. He was going to have some fun with this. “Get your voyeuristic ass in here, Sess,” he sneered, “and leave your pants at the door.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes widened at the blatant invitation, his cock twitching at the mere idea of what could happen. Fucking hell… was the only thought he was able to come up with. He stood, kicked his pants off his legs, and walked cautiously inside the room.
InuYasha grinned at him, wiping his wife’s juices from his face as he leaned down and lovingly laid a kiss on her belly. Sesshoumaru’s eyes immediately fell on her, taking in her flushed, sweaty skin, and the steady rise and fall of her chest as her breathing picked up beneath his gaze. His brain quickly registered how she was much sexier up close and in full sight. Her husband’s fingers found its way to her pussy again, a loud gasp coming from her lips as they filled her unexpectedly.
Sesshoumaru gave a small, nearly undetectable swallow.
InuYasha sniggered, watching his elder half-brother’s reactions with interest. It was quite obvious how taken the man was with his bitch, at least for the moment. He gently picked up his wife with one arm, settling her carefully in his lap as he sat on the red loveseat. Her eyes widened, her breath leaving her in a small sigh as the movement forced his fingers deeper and more firmly inside her passage. He slowly drew them in and out, scissoring them inside her, making enticing little movements that spread tingles throughout her lower body. She gave a low moan, writhing against his hand as the pleasure built within her once again.
Sesshoumaru’s breath caught in his throat as she began to grind against those fingers, her small hands grabbing at InuYasha’s thighs in order to steady herself. He watched, captivated, as her medium-sized breasts swayed with the action, the taut muscles of her stomach tightening with effort. She didn’t seem to mind being put on display. Her chocolate orbs were trained fixedly on his face, blazing with lust.
He felt his cock begin to harden in response.
A sly grin curled on InuYasha’s lips; he had noticed. And apparently, so had Kagome, if the way she spread her legs wider was any indication. Her husband chuckled, his tongue darting out to lick at her neck. “I think,” he whispered, hot breath fanning her ear, “that our Sesshoumaru wants to come and play.”
At those words, said youkai’s back stiffened. Play? What exactly was his brother getting at? Sure, he had entertained certain…notions since he had walked inside that room, but why did it seem like those two were actually serious?
Perhaps because they were.
Or so InuYasha’s words hinted.
He removed his fingers from inside of her, and Kagome gave a whine of protest as he lifted her off his lap. She stood on wobbly legs, moving forward unsteadily as he gave her a little push in his brother’s direction. “It looks like Sess needs a little convincing, baby,” he cooed.
And convince him she did.
Sesshoumaru’s breath completely left his body as her glittering eyes bore into his. She leaned toward him, lips parted as she gave him a slow, sensual kiss. Her eyes drifted shut, and she molded her naked body into his, hands coiling around his neck and fingers splaying at the back of his head. Her mouth pressed against his own, firmly, persuasively, massaging the sweet appendages before gently prying them apart with her tongue and delving inside.
He moaned softly as she did delicious things to his mouth, trailing across the inside of his cheeks, up toward the hard palate, and tapping lightly against his fangs. Her tongue then curled snugly around his own, making his body react to the luscious taste and feel of her against him. She whimpered softly, feeling the evidence of his arousal as it rose dangerously close to her heat.
Kagome’s hands began to wander, moving from their resting place at the back of his head toward his chest. Her fingers nimbly popped the buttons out of their holes, taking time to tenderly explore the bare skin that fell open to her. She ran her hands over, across, and down his pectorals, feeling every hard contour of his muscles, and stopping to tweak each sensitive nipple. He only kissed her harder in response.
Her hands moved even lower, coming around the back to give his buttocks a firm squeeze. They traveled over his rigid quads, caressing the taut skin before skimming lightly over his inner thighs. One hand went to his balls, kneading the twin sacks with the palms of her hands.
“Fuck!” Sesshoumaru exclaimed. His head fell back, tearing his mouth away from hers. She smiled, pleased with his reaction, and gave him another gentle squeeze before dropping wet kisses against the exposed skin of his throat. Her other hand wrapped around the base of his shaft and began a slow stroking motion. His hips bucked helplessly, eyes closing as his breath began to turn into pants.
“Talented hands, ain’t they?”
InuYasha finally spoke up, walking behind his wife and capturing her breasts in his hands, rolling the firm globes with his fingers. He’d been silent long enough. Amber eyes never left Sesshoumaru’s face as his woman fondled him, enjoying the way his normally stoic brother crumbled at a pleasurable touch. It was truly a sight to behold.
“Lovely little fingers dancing across your cock every which way, touching you like she knows exactly which buttons to press to trigger your meltdown. Feels fucking nice, ne?”
Sesshoumaru could do little more than grunt in reply, his hips moving in time with Kagome’s squeezes and strokes. His hand trekked downward to find her snatch, fingers dipping inside and starting a fast rub. He was determined to return the pleasure that she was so generously giving. He traced the folds of her labia, reveling in the hot gush of wetness that answered his ministrations, and then delved three digits firmly inside her opening.
The girl gave a startled gasp at the intrusion. Her head fell forward against his shoulder, and she spread her legs wider to allow him better access. Her hands trembled against his cock, the stroking motions coming to a slow halt as he distracted her with his fingers. The hands on her breasts were soon replaced by the hot heat of her husband’s mouth; he had changed positions, coming to her side and pushing her mounds together so that he could suck at both nipples at once, teasing the hard pebbles with the tip of his tongue, pulling them with his teeth before sucking hard. A soft cry of need escaped her.
Sesshoumaru watched in utter fascination as she began to fall apart in his arms. Her hands had stopped moving over him, but he didn’t mind; this - watching, pleasuring her - was just as stimulating. He inserted a fourth finger, twisting his hand so that his thumb had easy access to her clit. She gasped at the added friction, and her hips bucked even more wildly in a desperate attempt to reach nirvana. His middle finger explored her upper wall thoroughly, quickly finding the hidden patch that would fry her nerves, and with one firm stroke, he forced her surrender.
Kagome gave a small scream, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching erratically around his fingers. Warm cum gushed forth, pouring over his hand and arm as her entire body trembled with pleasure. He watched the display hungrily, a sense of male pride swelling within his chest as he congratulated himself on bringing her over. He gently removed his hands, allowing her to fall into her husband’s arms. He kept his eyes on hers as he brought his hand toward his mouth, slowly licking off her juices. A small smile met his lips; she tasted as good as he had expected.
InuYasha smirked at his brother. He’d done a commendable job of pleasing his love, but playtime was over. They’d been at this game long enough.
“Feels good around your fingers, doesn’t she?” he taunted. “Wait ‘til you feel her around your cock.”
His eyes met Sesshoumaru’s and locked.
A playful smile on his face, he gently lowered himself and Kagome to the floor, settling her on her knees before him. With his hands, he spread her legs, keeping his eyes on his brother’s as he rubbed his cock against her folds, coating himself in her natural lubrication.
“Your turn, brother.”
Without a word, Sesshoumaru dropped to his knees in front of her. His hand found her lips, replacing the hanyou’s cock as he began to pet her, caressing her gently as he searched her eyes for the trust he needed to be able to continue.
And, indeed, it was there.
Simultaneously, the brothers entered her, filling her to the brink, so full that she nearly wanted to burst. They gasped in succession, each one amazed by the feelings their tryst was arising within them. Sweet, delectable torture coursed through their veins and threatened to fry every single brain cell they owned.
Sesshoumaru, especially, was in paradise. It had been much too long since he had felt this warmth, and her tight cavern provided every delicious bit of heat he needed. He began to move, pumping in and out of her hot wetness with enthusiasm, matching his brother thrust for mind-blowing thrust. His head swam as the feeling started to engulf his entire body, a burning sensation coiling in the pit of his stomach, ready to spring at any given moment. Her soft cries of approval spurred him on, and he vaguely registered grabbing her hips as he pounded mercilessly into her, feeling InuYasha give her ass the same treatment.
Much too soon, he felt her muscle explode in numbingly hot spasms around him, gripping him, pulling him toward her fiery depths and allowing no room for escape. With a howl to rival his brother’s, he came inside her, feeling the hot gush as InuYasha came at the same moment. His cock throbbed and pulsed as spurt after illogically long spurt erupted from him, emptying his balls of every last drop of semen.
Moments later, he was completely spent, his now flaccid cock falling out of her clenching grasp. His eyes closed as he tried to calm his heartbeat and even his breathing. He fell forward on his hands and knees, sweat dripping down his body like water down a rock. Stars were still blinking behind his lids, his body still shaking with the aftershocks, and he found himself hard-pressed to remember a time when he had had a better orgasm.
It didn’t surprise him that he hadn’t.
Finally he looked up, having come back to Earth just enough to notice a now sleeping Kagome and the amused grin of her husband.
“Good sex?” InuYasha queried, smirking.
Sesshoumaru scoffed in response.
Very.
“You know, she’s been fantasizing about doing that for some time now.”
This caught the youkai’s attention. “Really,” he muttered, eyes betraying his curiousity.
InuYasha merely nodded an affirmation. “She’s got some sort of fixation with threesomes, I guess,” he shrugged. “Plus, it was you she was attracted to at first.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow’s disappeared into his hairline. “Oh?”
His brother snorted. “Yeah. I don’t get it, either.” He turned his head to look at the subject of their conversation, love and affection shining in his gaze. He dropped a soft kiss on her shoulder, and Sesshoumaru couldn’t deny the pang of longing he felt as he watched them. Must be nice to have someone you love to come home to.
“We tired her out,” InuYasha laughed. “I’m actually surprised that she was able to hold out this long.”
Sesshoumaru gave a rare smile, the expression doing wonders for his already dashing looks. “You’re a very lucky man, little brother,” he acknowledged.
The hanyou smirked. “I know.”
A/N: And there you have it. =P Writing this drove me absolutely crazy; I found myself pulling my hair in frustration a lot. lol. I’m still sort of uncertain about it - I really don’t write Sesshy much. *sweatdrop* But tell me what you think in reviews, yah? Hehe. Not much dialogue in this one, and probably a shitload of OOCness and other iffy issues, but oh well. O.o Hope you enjoyed it anyway!! ^-^
<3 Michi
Author: Michiko
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Hentai
Summary: Sesshoumaru pays an unexpected visit to his brother’s house and gets more than what he had in mind.
Author’s Note: This story was completed for the “I Get Off Just By Watching You” challenge from The Hentai Breadbags Club, a forum owned by InuGrrrl. Warning: AU and possible OOC.
Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story belong to Takahashi Rumiko. I make no profit off of this work. No lawsuits please.
Status: Complete
Brothers and Their Bitches
The clerk was indeed flirting with him. It had become painfully obvious after the fifth wink of her carefully made-up eye and the third “sexy” smile she’d thrown his way. Sesshoumaru Takahashi suppressed a cringe, giving the young girl a cold glare in his annoyance. She gave a small start, and that dazzling smile suddenly turned plastic. She hurriedly finished ringing up his item and took his cash, handing back his change seconds later with a rushed “thank you for shopping with us,” and moved on to the next customer. Sesshoumaru had to smirk at the tomato-red blush on her face.
He stepped out of the CD store, carrying a copy of Ed Gerhard’s “On a Cold Winter’s Night” in his hand. He had bought the CD for his goddaughter, Rin, as a Christmas present, knowing the sixteen-year-old’s obsession with Christmas music. He knew she didn’t have this one in her vast collection, and imagined that she’d be rather pleased upon receiving it. With that thought in mind, he got into his car and started the engine, depositing the purchased item safely inside the glove compartment. His secretary could wrap it for him later.
The twenty-nine-year-old lawyer heaved a tired sigh as he pulled out of the parking lot. It had been another long, dreary day in the offices of Takahashi Law. Actually, it had been a dreadfully long week, and to be honest, he was getting quite sick of the monotony. Same shit, different day, and he was bored to near depression because of it. A muscled hand ran through his long, silvery locks, and he couldn’t help but wonder when things would turn up for him; when he would have something to look forward to besides the demanding hours of his career, the ornery people he worked with (and for), and the long, lonely nights in his penthouse apartment. Was happiness a little too much to ask for?
The loud buzzing of his organizer sounded from his coat pocket, and he pulled it out just as he stopped at a red light. The small Tahoma font blinked up at him, blaring a reminder of his appointment (or lack thereof, since he hadn’t actually phoned and informed him of it yet) with his younger half-brother.
Sesshoumaru groaned, his sun-kissed eyes closing in exhaustion. He’d forgotten about needing to speak with InuYasha, and after such a shit-filled day, he really didn’t feel like putting up with the bastard’s antics. But, he thought. Father wanted this done by tomorrow. I don’t have much choice. With a resigned sigh, he pulled onto the next lane and turned the corner, taking a u-turn so he would make it to his brother’s house in as little time as possible. The quicker this could be done, the better, for both parties involved.
Ten minutes later, he pulled up at the small suburban home, wrinkling his nose in disgust as he took in the twinkling Christmas decorations scattered neatly upon the lawn, no doubt the work of the hanyou’s little woman. The flower beds and bushes were alive with color; reds, blues, greens, and golds blinked merrily in the darkness. The small tree in the middle of the lawn had tiny white bulbs circling the trunk, and what looked like jalapeno lights hanging from the branches. A glowing Nativity was nestled in the snow, and Sesshoumaru could make out a tiny sprig of mistletoe hanging above the door. In all, the whole thing was just so flamboyant it nearly gave him a headache.
He got out of the car, and a loud screech met his ears as he nearly tripped over the tail of a Siamese cat that had been taking refuge from the cold beneath his Cadillac. Grumbling underneath his breath, he trudged up the lawn, stepping on the many snow angels that InuYasha and his (in his opinion) too-upbeat wife had created. He glared at the snow-family that blocked his path to the front door, annoyed that he had to take a few extra steps to maneuver around them instead of just walking straight up. The cold bit into his skin, and he wrapped his coat more tightly around him to shield himself from the merciless winter weather. This really was just the cherry on top of his fucked-up day.
He sighed as he lifted a hand to knock on the door, tapping it lightly with his knuckles a few times before leaning against the wall to wait. Two minutes later, still no one had answered. Sesshoumaru glared angrily and knocked again, harder this time. Still he got no response. With a mumbled curse, he tested the doorknob and found it unlocked. Just like my brother to be careless, he thought in displeasure. He pushed the door open, eyes widening as he took in the state of the living room before him.
The house was in complete disarray, quite opposite to the usual tidiness and sanitary state in which Kagome normally kept things. A couple of chairs, usually tucked neatly in the corner of the room, were upturned; the items that had been stacked trimly upon the living room table were now scattered all over the floor, sending magazines everywhere, and dropping a vase full of roses and water across the once-pristine carpet; a half-eaten cherry pie was lying with its pie crust facedown on the floor, a small plate and two forks beside it. Claw marks were imbedded deep into the wood of the table, and Sesshoumaru could make out the whitish-colored fluid on its surface. Articles of clothing were draped carelessly over random pieces of furniture: a pair of shorts was covering the lampshade; socks were soaking in the spilled water; a sheer pink tank top was on the floor underneath the table; and various undergarments were strewn haphazardly about.
On top of that, the youkai’s heightened sense of smell was overwhelmed with the familiar (and arousing) scent of cum, sweat, sex, and lust. It really didn’t take a scientist to figure out what his bastard brother and his bitch were doing.
Against his better judgment, he stepped into the house and closed the door silently behind him. Now unhindered by the cold winter air, the smell of sex was much stronger, and with it, deep growls and soft cries could be heard, causing the front of the youkai’s pants to tent slightly. His curiosity was peaked, and though he knew InuYasha might attempt to assassinate him for it later, he couldn’t help but feel the desire to watch them. It had been a very long time since he’d been with a woman, too long in fact, and even longer since he’d watched any sort of sexual activity. He had long since outgrown the adolescent need to constantly orgasm, leaving behind those hormonal-driven years in exchange for his career. But even so, he couldn’t help the sudden…need he felt building within the pit of his gut. Just a small peak, he assured himself. He quietly stepped toward the hall, heading toward the room on the far end, where he could clearly hear the squelchy slaps of skin only caused by hard fucking.
He approached the room cautiously, biting his lip against the sudden jolt in his groin when he heard Kagome scream his brother’s name in orgasm. He turned his head toward the room, peeking through the crack that the slightly-ajar door provided. His eyes widened, and a small gasp left his lips as he watched the brunette in InuYasha’s arms fall apart, thrashing wildly, head swaying back and forth as strong hands pinned her hips to the soft carpet. He gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly in his throat as his brother leaned his head down, swallowing the girl’s cries by taking hold of her lips.
It was then that Sesshoumaru came to a very disturbing realization: His younger brother and Kagome were, quite possibly, the most erotic pair he had ever laid eyes on. The way the muscles in InuYasha’s back and shoulders rippled and flexed as he held himself above her; the way Kagome’s thighs visibly quivered as he pounded into her; the sweat that dripped down their bodies, emphasizing the niches and indentions of otherwise flawlessly smooth skin. If they had been porn stars, they’d probably have made millions, he thought.
Sesshoumaru vaguely realized the southward direction his hand was traveling, drifting toward his bulging crotch to ease the ache just a little. He couldn’t do much more than stare. InuYasha had very enthusiastically fucked his wife into a near faint, and yet he wasn’t finished.
He was obviously quite far from finished.
The hanyou slid easily from her tight sheath, earning a mewl from Kagome and another twitch from Sesshoumaru’s cock. He couldn’t see his brother’s face at the moment, but he could easily picture the look of predatory sensuality that would be on his visage, looking much like an animal stalking its prey. But what captured his eyes was the look of pure ecstasy on the girl’s face when two fingers were unceremoniously shoved up her cunt. A deep, throaty chuckle left InuYasha’s lips, and he shifted to the side of her, one leg wrapped around hers, pulling it wide so that her pussy was left unprotected and open to his touch. Sesshoumaru’s eyes zeroed in on the pink flesh of her dripping lips, and a small groan left his mouth.
His hand unconsciously increased its pace on his cock.
Kagome looked to be in heaven. Her hands were clawing the carpet, face scrunched up in concentration and need as her husband’s hands plundered her heat expertly. InuYasha drew his fingers in and out, caressing her inner walls with an agonizing slowness, his thumb massaging her bud to the rhythm of his thrusts. Her breath left her in hot, uneven pants, incoherent pleas falling from her lips as InuYasha threatened to torture her into insanity.
The hanyou merely chuckled, enjoying the way he could turn his little vixen into a melted puddle of goo with just a touch in the right place. He obviously enjoyed this power over her. With him lying in that position, Sesshoumaru could make out the devilish glimmer in his eyes clearly.
“Bet you like that, eh, baby?” InuYasha cooed. He dipped his head toward her neck, licking the mate mark near the front of her shoulder, and dropped butterfly-soft kisses up her collarbone and throat, nibbling on the tender skin in a way that made her moan. Sesshoumaru could clearly make out the way her juices flowed from her body faster, dribbling down his brother’s fingers to his hand and wrist before forming a little cum-puddle on the floor. Her muscles began to clench spasmodically around those fingers, signaling her impending orgasm.
The sight did nothing to improve the youkai’s state of arousal. His golden orbs gleamed as he wondered what that hot flesh would feel like around his own fingers, underneath his tongue, hugging his aching erection and gripping him like a vise. He wondered what it would feel like to have that tight sheath engulf him as he speared her, what his cock would look like dripping with her honey. Just how would it feel to slowly, gently penetrate her, pulling out just enough so that only his sensitive head was inside of her, and then ramming back in, only to repeat the process again, and again, and again…
Holy fucking shit…
Sesshoumaru suppressed a tirade of curses as he fell to his knees on the carpet, his mind hopelessly fogged from the scent and sight and imagination that was assaulting him. His hands frantically fumbled around his pants, unbuckling the belt and pulling down the zipper as fast as possible. He dropped his boxers, releasing his pulsing dick to the touch of his hand, and he couldn’t hold back his sigh of relief as he began to jack off quickly and expertly. It was just too much; the sight, the smell, the mere knowledge that he was watching his brother fuck his bitch. He couldn’t control the desire any longer.
Long fingers stroked up and down heated flesh, fingering the hard rod in a way that was practiced and familiar. His unoccupied hand traveled down to fondle his balls, gently massaging the heavy sacks. The tremors hit him as his balls began to tighten, and his lower body shivered in delight. His eyes were reduced to mere slits as he watched InuYasha pull his fingers out of his wife’s cunt, earning a helpless whimper from the girl as she was kept from orgasm. The hanyou chuckled darkly, instead splaying his wet hand on her stomach, teasing the quivering skin as he lowered his head to a nipple and began to suck.
Kagome let out a string of threats, promising a lifetime of abstinence and dissatisfaction should InuYasha not bring her over. He merely grinned in reply. He released her breast with a wet pop, slowly licking in between her valley and down her stomach. His tongue dipped in and out of her navel, circling the patch of skin leisurely, teasingly, before moving continuing its downward trek. He planted wet, open-mouthed kisses to her trembling inner thighs, causing a small whimper to escape her. “Y-Yash!” she cried brokenly.
At her plea, Sesshoumaru only worked faster, his hand now moving erratically over his dick. His heartbeat was pounding in his chest, pulsing to the rhythm of his thrusts, and it was all he could do to hold off just a little bit longer…
InuYasha’s tongue darted out, quickly flicking her love bud just enough to spur her desires to near devastation, but it wasn’t enough. Kagome writhed and wriggled above him, bucking her hips demandingly toward his face, asking, pleading…but he wouldn’t comply. Instead he slowly traced her soaked lips, a single finger circling her hole teasingly. His honey eyes gleamed in delight, staring at the shuddering piece of flesh with a look of hunger. “Well, what have we here, Kaggy?” he whispered. She only moaned in reply, and Sesshoumaru bit his lip to stop the groan that was sure to escape.
“You’re so wet, love,” the hanyou continued. “So dripping wet, and aroused, and aching, and needy…”
Kagome whimpered, thrusting her hips up desperately. “Do you need more, sweetie?” he crooned, his nose nuzzling her soft, soaked curls as he spoke.
A raspy ‘yes’ was his answer.
The hanyou grinned at the begging tone of her voice, and he continued to examine her pussy with an almost detached look on his face. One hand held her lips apart, spreading her, while his other tenderly prodded at the pink flesh, dipping into her opening from time to time, but not enough to give her any real satisfaction. His grin widened as her fingers fisted in his hair, a silent demand to give her what she needed - quickly. But ‘quick’ wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.
“What in the world do you have shoved up that hole, baby?” he smiled teasingly. “Nothing? You look so empty, no cock, no fingers, no tongue to fill you.”
She had had just about enough. “Fuck, InuYasha, please!”
Immediately, InuYasha attacked her. His mouth opened as wide as it could possibly go, and he fastened his lips to her cunt and ate her, nearly swallowing her inside of him as he sucked and licked and feasted. His thumb found her clitoris, rubbing eagerly, and mere seconds later she was exploding in his mouth, screaming his name loud enough to shake the walls.
With a loud groan, Sesshoumaru picked up the pace, his orgasm egged on by the vision of his sister-in-law coming apart, honey spurting from her core like hot lava from a volcano. Three delicious strokes later, he came, a hard, mind-numbing orgasm that had his breath leaving his lungs and his eyes clenching shut as bright lights erupted behind the lids. No words left his mouth; just a long, drawn-out moan as the pleasure threw him over the edge. His mind was blissfully blank, head dropping forward as surge after surge of cum shot from his cock, coating his shirt and hands in the milky-white substance.
A deep chuckle sounded from the room. “Enjoy the show, Sess?”
The youkai’s eyes snapped open, the sound of his name jarring him from his pleasure-induced state and dropping him back down to Earth with an uncomfortable thump. He’d been discovered.
Shit.
He focused on his brother and Kagome, both of whom had their eyes fixed on the parts of him that they could see through the door. Kagome’s eyes were wide, clearly surprised that they’d had an audience. InuYasha, on the other hand, merely looked amused, golden eyes that were so much like his own twinkling with laughter. He’d apparently known about their audience for a while.
Double shit.
“How long have you known I was here?” Sesshoumaru croaked, too embarrassed at being caught to come up with much else.
InuYasha grinned. “Since the moment you dropped your pants. You’re surprisingly loud when you jack off, big brother.” He tilted his head to the side, a smirk forming on his lips. “I suppose I should have known sooner, but Kagome had me…distracted.”
The youkai, for once in his life, couldn’t seem to form a reply.
A small smirk formed on InuYasha’s face. He was going to have some fun with this. “Get your voyeuristic ass in here, Sess,” he sneered, “and leave your pants at the door.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes widened at the blatant invitation, his cock twitching at the mere idea of what could happen. Fucking hell… was the only thought he was able to come up with. He stood, kicked his pants off his legs, and walked cautiously inside the room.
InuYasha grinned at him, wiping his wife’s juices from his face as he leaned down and lovingly laid a kiss on her belly. Sesshoumaru’s eyes immediately fell on her, taking in her flushed, sweaty skin, and the steady rise and fall of her chest as her breathing picked up beneath his gaze. His brain quickly registered how she was much sexier up close and in full sight. Her husband’s fingers found its way to her pussy again, a loud gasp coming from her lips as they filled her unexpectedly.
Sesshoumaru gave a small, nearly undetectable swallow.
InuYasha sniggered, watching his elder half-brother’s reactions with interest. It was quite obvious how taken the man was with his bitch, at least for the moment. He gently picked up his wife with one arm, settling her carefully in his lap as he sat on the red loveseat. Her eyes widened, her breath leaving her in a small sigh as the movement forced his fingers deeper and more firmly inside her passage. He slowly drew them in and out, scissoring them inside her, making enticing little movements that spread tingles throughout her lower body. She gave a low moan, writhing against his hand as the pleasure built within her once again.
Sesshoumaru’s breath caught in his throat as she began to grind against those fingers, her small hands grabbing at InuYasha’s thighs in order to steady herself. He watched, captivated, as her medium-sized breasts swayed with the action, the taut muscles of her stomach tightening with effort. She didn’t seem to mind being put on display. Her chocolate orbs were trained fixedly on his face, blazing with lust.
He felt his cock begin to harden in response.
A sly grin curled on InuYasha’s lips; he had noticed. And apparently, so had Kagome, if the way she spread her legs wider was any indication. Her husband chuckled, his tongue darting out to lick at her neck. “I think,” he whispered, hot breath fanning her ear, “that our Sesshoumaru wants to come and play.”
At those words, said youkai’s back stiffened. Play? What exactly was his brother getting at? Sure, he had entertained certain…notions since he had walked inside that room, but why did it seem like those two were actually serious?
Perhaps because they were.
Or so InuYasha’s words hinted.
He removed his fingers from inside of her, and Kagome gave a whine of protest as he lifted her off his lap. She stood on wobbly legs, moving forward unsteadily as he gave her a little push in his brother’s direction. “It looks like Sess needs a little convincing, baby,” he cooed.
And convince him she did.
Sesshoumaru’s breath completely left his body as her glittering eyes bore into his. She leaned toward him, lips parted as she gave him a slow, sensual kiss. Her eyes drifted shut, and she molded her naked body into his, hands coiling around his neck and fingers splaying at the back of his head. Her mouth pressed against his own, firmly, persuasively, massaging the sweet appendages before gently prying them apart with her tongue and delving inside.
He moaned softly as she did delicious things to his mouth, trailing across the inside of his cheeks, up toward the hard palate, and tapping lightly against his fangs. Her tongue then curled snugly around his own, making his body react to the luscious taste and feel of her against him. She whimpered softly, feeling the evidence of his arousal as it rose dangerously close to her heat.
Kagome’s hands began to wander, moving from their resting place at the back of his head toward his chest. Her fingers nimbly popped the buttons out of their holes, taking time to tenderly explore the bare skin that fell open to her. She ran her hands over, across, and down his pectorals, feeling every hard contour of his muscles, and stopping to tweak each sensitive nipple. He only kissed her harder in response.
Her hands moved even lower, coming around the back to give his buttocks a firm squeeze. They traveled over his rigid quads, caressing the taut skin before skimming lightly over his inner thighs. One hand went to his balls, kneading the twin sacks with the palms of her hands.
“Fuck!” Sesshoumaru exclaimed. His head fell back, tearing his mouth away from hers. She smiled, pleased with his reaction, and gave him another gentle squeeze before dropping wet kisses against the exposed skin of his throat. Her other hand wrapped around the base of his shaft and began a slow stroking motion. His hips bucked helplessly, eyes closing as his breath began to turn into pants.
“Talented hands, ain’t they?”
InuYasha finally spoke up, walking behind his wife and capturing her breasts in his hands, rolling the firm globes with his fingers. He’d been silent long enough. Amber eyes never left Sesshoumaru’s face as his woman fondled him, enjoying the way his normally stoic brother crumbled at a pleasurable touch. It was truly a sight to behold.
“Lovely little fingers dancing across your cock every which way, touching you like she knows exactly which buttons to press to trigger your meltdown. Feels fucking nice, ne?”
Sesshoumaru could do little more than grunt in reply, his hips moving in time with Kagome’s squeezes and strokes. His hand trekked downward to find her snatch, fingers dipping inside and starting a fast rub. He was determined to return the pleasure that she was so generously giving. He traced the folds of her labia, reveling in the hot gush of wetness that answered his ministrations, and then delved three digits firmly inside her opening.
The girl gave a startled gasp at the intrusion. Her head fell forward against his shoulder, and she spread her legs wider to allow him better access. Her hands trembled against his cock, the stroking motions coming to a slow halt as he distracted her with his fingers. The hands on her breasts were soon replaced by the hot heat of her husband’s mouth; he had changed positions, coming to her side and pushing her mounds together so that he could suck at both nipples at once, teasing the hard pebbles with the tip of his tongue, pulling them with his teeth before sucking hard. A soft cry of need escaped her.
Sesshoumaru watched in utter fascination as she began to fall apart in his arms. Her hands had stopped moving over him, but he didn’t mind; this - watching, pleasuring her - was just as stimulating. He inserted a fourth finger, twisting his hand so that his thumb had easy access to her clit. She gasped at the added friction, and her hips bucked even more wildly in a desperate attempt to reach nirvana. His middle finger explored her upper wall thoroughly, quickly finding the hidden patch that would fry her nerves, and with one firm stroke, he forced her surrender.
Kagome gave a small scream, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching erratically around his fingers. Warm cum gushed forth, pouring over his hand and arm as her entire body trembled with pleasure. He watched the display hungrily, a sense of male pride swelling within his chest as he congratulated himself on bringing her over. He gently removed his hands, allowing her to fall into her husband’s arms. He kept his eyes on hers as he brought his hand toward his mouth, slowly licking off her juices. A small smile met his lips; she tasted as good as he had expected.
InuYasha smirked at his brother. He’d done a commendable job of pleasing his love, but playtime was over. They’d been at this game long enough.
“Feels good around your fingers, doesn’t she?” he taunted. “Wait ‘til you feel her around your cock.”
His eyes met Sesshoumaru’s and locked.
A playful smile on his face, he gently lowered himself and Kagome to the floor, settling her on her knees before him. With his hands, he spread her legs, keeping his eyes on his brother’s as he rubbed his cock against her folds, coating himself in her natural lubrication.
“Your turn, brother.”
Without a word, Sesshoumaru dropped to his knees in front of her. His hand found her lips, replacing the hanyou’s cock as he began to pet her, caressing her gently as he searched her eyes for the trust he needed to be able to continue.
And, indeed, it was there.
Simultaneously, the brothers entered her, filling her to the brink, so full that she nearly wanted to burst. They gasped in succession, each one amazed by the feelings their tryst was arising within them. Sweet, delectable torture coursed through their veins and threatened to fry every single brain cell they owned.
Sesshoumaru, especially, was in paradise. It had been much too long since he had felt this warmth, and her tight cavern provided every delicious bit of heat he needed. He began to move, pumping in and out of her hot wetness with enthusiasm, matching his brother thrust for mind-blowing thrust. His head swam as the feeling started to engulf his entire body, a burning sensation coiling in the pit of his stomach, ready to spring at any given moment. Her soft cries of approval spurred him on, and he vaguely registered grabbing her hips as he pounded mercilessly into her, feeling InuYasha give her ass the same treatment.
Much too soon, he felt her muscle explode in numbingly hot spasms around him, gripping him, pulling him toward her fiery depths and allowing no room for escape. With a howl to rival his brother’s, he came inside her, feeling the hot gush as InuYasha came at the same moment. His cock throbbed and pulsed as spurt after illogically long spurt erupted from him, emptying his balls of every last drop of semen.
Moments later, he was completely spent, his now flaccid cock falling out of her clenching grasp. His eyes closed as he tried to calm his heartbeat and even his breathing. He fell forward on his hands and knees, sweat dripping down his body like water down a rock. Stars were still blinking behind his lids, his body still shaking with the aftershocks, and he found himself hard-pressed to remember a time when he had had a better orgasm.
It didn’t surprise him that he hadn’t.
Finally he looked up, having come back to Earth just enough to notice a now sleeping Kagome and the amused grin of her husband.
“Good sex?” InuYasha queried, smirking.
Sesshoumaru scoffed in response.
Very.
“You know, she’s been fantasizing about doing that for some time now.”
This caught the youkai’s attention. “Really,” he muttered, eyes betraying his curiousity.
InuYasha merely nodded an affirmation. “She’s got some sort of fixation with threesomes, I guess,” he shrugged. “Plus, it was you she was attracted to at first.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow’s disappeared into his hairline. “Oh?”
His brother snorted. “Yeah. I don’t get it, either.” He turned his head to look at the subject of their conversation, love and affection shining in his gaze. He dropped a soft kiss on her shoulder, and Sesshoumaru couldn’t deny the pang of longing he felt as he watched them. Must be nice to have someone you love to come home to.
“We tired her out,” InuYasha laughed. “I’m actually surprised that she was able to hold out this long.”
Sesshoumaru gave a rare smile, the expression doing wonders for his already dashing looks. “You’re a very lucky man, little brother,” he acknowledged.
The hanyou smirked. “I know.”
A/N: And there you have it. =P Writing this drove me absolutely crazy; I found myself pulling my hair in frustration a lot. lol. I’m still sort of uncertain about it - I really don’t write Sesshy much. *sweatdrop* But tell me what you think in reviews, yah? Hehe. Not much dialogue in this one, and probably a shitload of OOCness and other iffy issues, but oh well. O.o Hope you enjoyed it anyway!! ^-^
<3 Michi