Call of the Spider
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: There's too few Nara/Sess fics out there and I'd love to see more, so I shall contribute to one of my obsessions by adding to the fics with my own imagination. Hope you enjoy it.
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru's power being drained, and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Prologue
Sesshoumaru growled; he immediately wrapped his slim, but strong slender fingers around the hilt of Toukijin. He smelled a very familiar scent. A very dangerous scent.
Jaken was miles away babysitting Rin, most likely trying to get her to bed at this hour. As if that would be an easy feat...
The dog youkai lord was by his lonesome, (or so he thought.) Something had lured him here; something had urged him to come. It was as if it had been a spell. A "spell" that had tugged urgently at his body; forcing him to submit to the call. Submit to what, he knew not. But he would soon find out.
The familiar, deadly scent seemed to drift closer as he walked further into the foreign terrain. He had walked for hours, a pull that kept him heading into an unfamiliar and uncertain direction.
He seemed to travel further and further in a strange, dark place. The trees were all twisted, gnarled, withered, and wilted with age. No signs of life lurked here. The only signs of anything were dead trees and bones that had been carelessly littered and strewn about everywhere. It was the perfect setting for a graveyard or horror flick.
The moon cast an eerie glow, bathing Sesshoumaru in its luminous, dim light. It made him look more ethereal, more like an angel. Not that he never looked like an angel; on the contrary, if only looked at him, one would mistake him for an angel instead of a demon.
Everything seemed out of a nightmare; especially the dark and quiet castle that came into view. Sesshoumaru was not afraid; he never was, for he was devoid of fear.
Besides, no youkai lord should fear such a place, but this morbid place actually intrigued him. He did have a fondness for the Sakura trees, though...
His long legs led him to the intimidating castle; he was not longer thinking. Sesshoumaru was enchanted.
He reached out and touched the castle and as soon as he did, he passed out cold and he had not even noticed the arms that had captured him. Yet he faintly remembered a whispering voice that had purred his name into his ear...
TBC
Like it? Guess who got him! It's not hard to guess who! Well, R&R bitte(please)!
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: There's too few Nara/Sess fics out there and I'd love to see more, so I shall contribute to one of my obsessions by adding to the fics with my own imagination. Hope you enjoy it.
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru's power being drained, and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Prologue
Sesshoumaru growled; he immediately wrapped his slim, but strong slender fingers around the hilt of Toukijin. He smelled a very familiar scent. A very dangerous scent.
Jaken was miles away babysitting Rin, most likely trying to get her to bed at this hour. As if that would be an easy feat...
The dog youkai lord was by his lonesome, (or so he thought.) Something had lured him here; something had urged him to come. It was as if it had been a spell. A "spell" that had tugged urgently at his body; forcing him to submit to the call. Submit to what, he knew not. But he would soon find out.
The familiar, deadly scent seemed to drift closer as he walked further into the foreign terrain. He had walked for hours, a pull that kept him heading into an unfamiliar and uncertain direction.
He seemed to travel further and further in a strange, dark place. The trees were all twisted, gnarled, withered, and wilted with age. No signs of life lurked here. The only signs of anything were dead trees and bones that had been carelessly littered and strewn about everywhere. It was the perfect setting for a graveyard or horror flick.
The moon cast an eerie glow, bathing Sesshoumaru in its luminous, dim light. It made him look more ethereal, more like an angel. Not that he never looked like an angel; on the contrary, if only looked at him, one would mistake him for an angel instead of a demon.
Everything seemed out of a nightmare; especially the dark and quiet castle that came into view. Sesshoumaru was not afraid; he never was, for he was devoid of fear.
Besides, no youkai lord should fear such a place, but this morbid place actually intrigued him. He did have a fondness for the Sakura trees, though...
His long legs led him to the intimidating castle; he was not longer thinking. Sesshoumaru was enchanted.
He reached out and touched the castle and as soon as he did, he passed out cold and he had not even noticed the arms that had captured him. Yet he faintly remembered a whispering voice that had purred his name into his ear...
TBC
Like it? Guess who got him! It's not hard to guess who! Well, R&R bitte(please)!