To Abandon Me

Naraku cringed as he was slammed against the sakura. "Onegai.. Not so hard..." His battered body was already bruised and bleeding from the final battle with Inu Yasha, and he wanted to survive this lovely encounter with Sesshoumaru.

"What was that my darling?" a sadistic smile was playing on his bloodstained lips.

"O-onegai, Master... not so hard..."

"Tell me," he paused to smile at his willing captive, "why I should go the least bit easy on you, my Hanyou..."

"Because, Master... should you not... your pet will not have energy enough to heal.." Naraku shivered violently with lust as Sesshoumaru sniffed then licked at his pulse. "I should hope it would please my Master that his pet would survive to serve him later..." Naraku diverted his eyes, staring at the ground, his neck still bare to the obviously aroused daiyoukai, in another show of submission.

Sesshoumaru was slightly puzzled by the ease of which Naraku had submitted to him, and the willingness.. but no matter. He now had a pet.. and a willing pet – that valued his life. A pet that lusted for him as much as he lusted for his new pet... "It would greatly please your Master to see his new favorite pet survive..."

Naraku didn't have much time to process being called Sesshoumaru's "new favorite pet" but knew it wasn't a bad thing before his shoulder was possessively bit by the inu youkai. He screamed as the fangs pierced his flesh violently, tearing through muscle and scraping bone. He screamed even louder, his back arching with the pain as Sesshoumaru drew back and nicked his lip with his fang, allowing a few drops of the precious blood to mix with the deep wound created by the possession mark.

Sesshoumaru smiled at the question in his pet's eyes. "It will make sure you heal. I wouldn't want my precious pet to die on me, now would I?"

"N-no.. Master... no dying on you..." It was then that the raven haired hanyou realized what he had gotten himself into, but it was far too late for mistakes, and his 'Master' was the only one he had actually yearned for, deep in his black heart.

With that, Sesshoumaru violently kissed his newest acquisition, slashing the torn clothing to ribbons, and smirked when the remains fell shamefully to the abused hanyou's ankles. He took the time to survey the damage his idiot brother and his 'friends' had done to his pet and frowned. He really would have to be careful with the hanyou... at least this once.

Naraku saw the frown on his silver haired angel's lips and paled. "What's wrong, Master? Do I displease you?"

"You do not displease me, Naraku... Lie on your stomach, my pet."

"Hai." He barely managed to whisper it as he attempted to do just that. A silent scream was on his lips as the deepest of the wounds on his back reopened.

Sesshoumaru was beginning to have a newfound respect for his pet. So much pain had been inflicted upon him and yet he had still won... Until I got to him... he thought almost sadly. But then he noticed how bad the damage really was on Naraku's back, and paled slightly, glad that his lapse of emotion had gone unnoticed due to Naraku's current position.

He knew more of the wounds were going to reopen, no matter how gentle the Western Lord would decide to be –or not be– with him, and just feeling the clawed hand travel down his nude back... he could feel some fresh blood already. Tears stained his cheeks – he was in so much pain.. but he refused to cry out unless his Master instructed him to do so.. at least for now. "M-master... Will you leave me here when you are finished... or will you take me with you?"

Sesshoumaru felt something inside him snap at the pained whisper. Were he anyone else it would have broken, and he might have too, but he was not anyone else. "I will take you with me when we finish, my pet... I will make sure you heal as you should. And I refuse to let anyone try to touch what is now rightfully mine," he said in a small whisper with more emotion and tenderness than anyone was likely to ever hear from the stoic lord ever again.

So he had his answer. Sesshoumaru would take him with him. He really did belong to the Lord of the Western Lands now... but at least he had the completed Shikon no Tama. He was near the two things he wanted in life, and that made Naraku a happy hanyou. Not only that, but he was in for a brief reprieve from the pain he was in because of a pleasure filled ride.

He felt more than heard the inu youkai undress himself, and was surprised when he felt a hot, wet tongue licking at his entrance. He had come to the realization to not ever question his new Master, so he said nothing. But when he felt that velvety muscle push its way inside him, he could not suppress the small moan that fell from his bleeding lips.

"Moan for me, my pet. Do not hold yourself back."

That was all it took as the velvety hot appendage thrust deep inside him again, and he moaned shamelessly for his Master.

Sesshoumaru used the blood marring his pet's back to prepare himself, though he still wasn't sure why he cared so much. It's not like the hanyou wouldn't heal from any damage inflicted... He shrugged it off, moving his lips almost lovingly up the abused back until his body was draped completely over Naraku's. He laved at the back of his neck as he seated himself fully within the tight, hot body, his clawed hands closely grasping the slight hips.

"M-master..." His body quivered in an almost shock at the intensity of the pain shooting through him, up his spine, but what his body was shocked at, was the small promises of pleasure he could feel welling within him as well.

"Shh... only moans from you, my pet... you will be aflame with desire soon enough."

Naraku somehow managed a nod, much to the satisfaction of his Master. Said Master pulled nearly completely from him, then, pulling his hips off the ground, thrust back inside. He nearly cried at the feeling it created within him – those promises of pleasure had grown so much with such a simple movement.. and only one at that!

Sesshoumaru repeated this, only to hear a gorgeous moan from his pet. He repeated this until Naraku was nothing more than a moaning mass of pleasure under him. By a quick glance, he noted that most of the shallow wounds had healed and now only the deeper gashes remained. His pet was indeed strong. He thrust harder into the lithe body, making Naraku scream louder still.

"I want you to come for me, my pet..." He whispered it huskily in Naraku's ear, making the hanyou shudder and moan.

"H-hai, Master..." was his panted reply.

Another hard thrust was all it took to make his delectable pet scream his release to anyone who dared to be within earshot.

Closing his golden eyes, his back arched and his grip tightened on that perfect waist, Sesshoumaru had a silent scream on his moist, parted lips as he came hard inside Naraku. He affectionately nuzzled the back of his pet's neck in an extremely rare display of emotion as he pulled out before moving to clean himself and redress. He would bathe them both properly when they got to the castle.

"Can you walk?"

Naraku stared at the ground, shame evident in his posture. "N-no, Master... I–"

Sesshoumaru smirked. "Then I'll carry you. But don't worry, you will make up for it later..."

Naraku stared wide eyed at the inu youkai. What in seven hells had he gotten himself into this time...