A/N:Domesticitywas originally supposed to be just a one-part drabble, but because of a lovely comment on it by Sancta on AO3, this second part happened. Credit to Sancta for the last line, and for giving me the idea for this second part.

Domesticity II

Later that night, after dinner had been eaten, pajamas had been changed into, and lots of hot sex had been had, Inuyasha found himself tucked into his mate's body, arms like steel holding him firmly against a hard, muscled chest.

Now, normally, Inuyasha didn't mind, because after a few minutes of cuddling, they usually ended up slipping away to their own sides of the large bed, and sleeping peacefully.

But the mood his brother was in today, Inuyasha knew that if he lost his freedom at the beginning of the night, he would most likely not regain it till at least the morning.

So, first he tried wiggling gently in his mate's grip. That just caused those youkai muscles to tighten even more and caused Inuyasha to get pulled in even closer, making it impossible for him to move.

Inuyasha sighed and relaxed his body, accepting the inevitable for the moment. His muscles going loose caused a satisfied hum to go through the chest behind him.

A few minutes later, he once again resumed his quiet revolution, trying this time to twist away from the sleeping youkai.

But this just caused the large mass of snowy white hair to be thrown over his shoulder and Sesshoumaru buried his face in his mate's neck, inhaling his scent shamelessly.

Inuyasha flailed against the sudden bunch of hair that had been dumped in his face and after some struggle managed to put it aside. A shiver went down his spine at the feel of Sesshoumaru's nose against his neck, and his warm breath against the part of his body that was normally concealed behind his hair.

He was starting to get used to the wonderful heat of his mate's body against his neck. Inuyasha renewed his struggles, this time not even attempting to hide it, kicking lightly with his legs, trying to pull away.

"What is your problem, hanyou?" Sesshoumaru's sleep-heavy voice growled against his neck.

Inuyasha couldn't suppress the fresh shiver that went through his frame to feel that deep rumble in Sesshoumaru's chest against his back. "My prob- I'm trying to sleep here too, baka!" he seethed.

"So settle the fuck down and go to sleep," Sesshoumaru said.

"Well, I'm trying so if you'll just let go-"

"No," Sesshoumaru answered decisively, snuggling even more into Inuyasha, secretly enjoying the way the half-demon almost literally bristled at that.

Hearing his mate's steady relaxed breathing, Inuyasha sighed in defeat, adjusting himself in place and closing his eyes.

"Why do ya get all python-on-a-rabbit on me anyway?" he grumbled, wiggling around, not to escape this time, but just to find the right position. The steel grip on his body allowed the wiggling this time.

"Because you're comfortable," the demon Lord murmured, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Then, with his eyes still closed, he smirked as Inuyasha's hackles went up again. "Baka!" he yelled. "I'm not your pillow, ya know!"

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