Fanfic: In The Bath
Title: In The Bath
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Sesshoumaru
GiftFic: Written at special request
Word Count: 417 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Masturbation
Story Description: Sesshoumaru, after a long few days out in the field, has some 'alone time' in the bath.
In The Bath
By Sarga
Sesshoumaru sat at the edge of his private bath, his aching member throbbing angrily at being ignored for so long. It had been days - Days! - since he had last indulged and now the appendage was exacting its revenge in the form of a raging hard-on not even the Mighty Demon Lord could ignore.
If only Sesshoumaru hadn't run into...
No! Sesshoumaru was In Control. Part of being In Control was that he would not succumb to the whims of mere instinct. He would not ravage his would-be paramour. No matter how much the divine being begged for release from his hand, no matter how much that cloth-shielded body yearned for his touch, no matter how much its scent screamed for the Demon Lord to take that body and rend the cloth from its lust-quivering form. No. Because Sesshoumaru was In Control!
They say repetition is the mother of learning...
Because he was in his domain, his home, the Demon Lord permitted his thoughts to dwell on that firm stomach, those fleshy twin globes, that lust-filled sex. Because he was In Control, his thoughts did not wander. No, he focused his thoughts purposefully on the imagined sight of those delightful fleshy orbs bent forward before him. He could almost scent his lover's weeping sex, just waiting for him to...
Thrust.
In.
Hard.
Sesshoumaru gripped his throbbing sex in time with his thoughts. Sheathed in his warm hand, he could almost feel the depths of his lover as he lavished, dominated, owned that body and soul. He would feel no shame at the Controlled thrill that ran up his spine, his strokes and pressure increasing in tandem, bringing him closer to his ultimate goal.
On edge, Sesshoumaru moaned aloud, imagining the sound of his lover along with him. The thought of his lover, impaled on his rigid length and bent forward in complete submission, drew him over that precipice.
Low down Sesshoumaru could feel his balls tighten as they forced their load up through the throbbing shaft. Liquid fire burned in his veins while spurting hot strings of pleasure coated his hand as he imagined they would coat the inside of his lover. Squeezing himself as he pulled upward, the sensation overwhelmed him and he nearly collapsed forward into the waters that now bore his seed.
Panting in completion, the demon lord sank into the bath water, the name of his lover soft on his lips.
“Oh, yes...”
A/N: Yes, I'm evil. You will never know who Sesshoumaru's mystery lover is...
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Sesshoumaru
GiftFic: Written at special request
Word Count: 417 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Masturbation
Story Description: Sesshoumaru, after a long few days out in the field, has some 'alone time' in the bath.
In The Bath
By Sarga
Sesshoumaru sat at the edge of his private bath, his aching member throbbing angrily at being ignored for so long. It had been days - Days! - since he had last indulged and now the appendage was exacting its revenge in the form of a raging hard-on not even the Mighty Demon Lord could ignore.
If only Sesshoumaru hadn't run into...
No! Sesshoumaru was In Control. Part of being In Control was that he would not succumb to the whims of mere instinct. He would not ravage his would-be paramour. No matter how much the divine being begged for release from his hand, no matter how much that cloth-shielded body yearned for his touch, no matter how much its scent screamed for the Demon Lord to take that body and rend the cloth from its lust-quivering form. No. Because Sesshoumaru was In Control!
They say repetition is the mother of learning...
Because he was in his domain, his home, the Demon Lord permitted his thoughts to dwell on that firm stomach, those fleshy twin globes, that lust-filled sex. Because he was In Control, his thoughts did not wander. No, he focused his thoughts purposefully on the imagined sight of those delightful fleshy orbs bent forward before him. He could almost scent his lover's weeping sex, just waiting for him to...
Thrust.
In.
Hard.
Sesshoumaru gripped his throbbing sex in time with his thoughts. Sheathed in his warm hand, he could almost feel the depths of his lover as he lavished, dominated, owned that body and soul. He would feel no shame at the Controlled thrill that ran up his spine, his strokes and pressure increasing in tandem, bringing him closer to his ultimate goal.
On edge, Sesshoumaru moaned aloud, imagining the sound of his lover along with him. The thought of his lover, impaled on his rigid length and bent forward in complete submission, drew him over that precipice.
Low down Sesshoumaru could feel his balls tighten as they forced their load up through the throbbing shaft. Liquid fire burned in his veins while spurting hot strings of pleasure coated his hand as he imagined they would coat the inside of his lover. Squeezing himself as he pulled upward, the sensation overwhelmed him and he nearly collapsed forward into the waters that now bore his seed.
Panting in completion, the demon lord sank into the bath water, the name of his lover soft on his lips.
“Oh, yes...”
A/N: Yes, I'm evil. You will never know who Sesshoumaru's mystery lover is...