Training Day pt.1

There were benefits to having saved Japan and likely the whole world from destruction alongside a mighty demon lord. After years of throwing himself into training to be a Demon Slayer, Kohaku still felt there was so much more he could learn.

Not that there was anything wrong with learning from his sister Sango, but as he came of age and Sango settled in to raise a family with Miroku she began to have less time and far less left to teach him.

Luckily, Lord Sesshomaru never forgets a warrior who stood with him in the heat of battle. Nor did he forget how Kohaku provided an extra layer of safety for the demon’s now soon to be wife years ago.

Kohaku was, of course, ecstatic that he’d be learning from arguably the greatest demonic swordsman in all of Japan...at first. Certainly, Sesshomaru was a far more difficult taskmaster than Sango. But it wasn’t the long hours, constant travel, and brutal sparring sessions that was wearing him down.

It was the fact that he was in constant proximity to a creature who any sane man or woman would describe as absolutely drop dead gorgeous. He had voice so deep and commanding that it could send shivers down your spine, chiseled muscles moving under perfect silky porcelain skin, long flowing silver hair that practically glistened in sun, and feminine features that made it difficult to discern his gender at a distance. This was the inhuman beauty that he was now spending all his days and night right next to.

Long before the demon lord had agreed to train him, Kohaku had spent many a day in his teenage years hoping to catch sight of him visiting the village to check in on Rin. Not to mention many of those nights fantasizing about his former traveling companion and protector.

At first it wasn’t so bad. But after a few weeks? Kohaku had started volunteering to collect firewood each night just to give himself some space and work through his frustrations in private.

But eventually something like this was going to happen.

After a particularly intense sparring session Kohaku was forced to the ground, his clothes and armor in tatters as he looked up at his teacher. Sesshomaru stood before him, far less worse for wear...unless you counted the slices the demon slayer had managed to make in his opponent’s garments. Which was coincidentally what had distracted him, sending him tumbling onto the grass.

Kohaku blushed as he looked up at the demon lord towering above him. Though more specifically, he was staring at the absolutely massive set of demonic cock and balls that were hanging just within arms-reach of him. His eyes sat transfixed on them, realizing that the fantasy version of the demon lord he’d had in his head all these years didn’t exactly to justice to the real Lord Sesshomaru.

And that was having just about the effect you’d expect from a horny demon slayer in his early 20’s.

He felt a warm summer breeze caress his rapidly hardening manhood as it rose between his legs and presented itself before the demon lord. A mixture of lust and shame made Kohaku’s pulse to race and his stomach drop.

Kohaku wasn’t sure if Sesshomaru was simply too inhuman to connect the dots or was actually doing him a favor by playing it off. But the dog demon’s expression barely changed at the sight of the utterly embarrassing display, emotionlessly saying, "You need not feel ashamed. Battle with a worthy enemy can rouse many emotions but you must focus your mind. Such overexcitement can be a hinderance."

The demon slayer would have sighed in relief had he been able to look away, “Y-Yeah. Totally just got...lost in the moment. You know? So, how about we take a five...ten minute break. I need to...uh, refocus.”

Sesshomaru simply sheathed his sword, responded with a “Very well,” and walked away.

Kohaku quickly fled down the grassy hill they’d been battling on, into the forest, and well out of eyesight. Could Sesshomaru hear him even now with his superhuman senses? Probably, but that’s just not the kind of thing you consider when you’ve got an absolutely raging boner waving around in front that NEEDS to be taken care of.

Finding a tree to put his back to, the slayer wrapped his hand around his cock and immediately started stroking. He didn’t exactly have much time after all.

At first he tried to think of anyone else. Lady Kagome had always been a favorite fantasy of his, especially after a little bit of casual friendly flirting that she was prone to. There were plenty of girls in the village who’d taken a liking to him as well...a few of whom he’d even been with. Hell, there were even nights when Rin, basically his best friend, was on his mind.

But his mind and body knew exactly what they wanted. He’d been beaten and humiliated but with his blood still pumping from such an intense fight his thoughts wandered to one of Sesshomaru’s first lessons.

If your opponent gives you an opening...exploit it.

And that big tear in Sesshomaru’s pants was one hell of an opening.

In his fantasy, their fight went far differently as he ducked the final blow and knocked the usually graceful demon lord off balance. This sent the inhumanly graceful dog demon tumbling to the ground and allowing Kohaku to get an eye full of Sesshomaru’s perfectly sculpted rear, Kohaku smirked and quickly poured some of his weapon’s oil onto his fingers.

Leaping on Sesshomaru’s back before his master could stand, Kohaku shoved his fingers into the dog demon’s ass eliciting an uncharacteristic yelp from the larger and stronger man. Beginning to finger the demon lord he could hear Sesshomaru under him, “W-What...are you...doing?!”

Kohaku kept him pressed down with his hand on the back of Sesshomaru’s neck. He could feel his cock hardening and pressing up against his master’s back as the larger man began to struggle, inadvertently rubbing up against him, “Just getting you ready in case I need to wear you down. Do you yield?”

Sesshomaru growled under him as he tried and surprisingly failed to push himself up and the demon slayer off him, “You...dare?”

The slayer’s fingers moved in deeper, and faster as the dog demon grit his teeth and made futile attempts to buck his opponent off. But Kohaku would neither budge nor relent. It became quite obvious that with all of Sesshomaru’s herculean strength he simply didn’t want to escape, only to make a show of it.

Kohaku chuckled to himself as he began to notice Sesshomaru’s ass beginning to perk up and push back against Kohaku’s now rapid fingering, “You had enough yet? Ready to admit the student got one up on the master?”

While Kohaku couldn’t see Sesshomaru’s face, he knew the demon lord was drooling as his attempts to fight back were lessening by the second, “N-Never...”

The slayer shrugged, “Suit yourself.”

Pulling his fingers out and drawing his rod across Sesshomaru’s back, he lined himself up at the demon’s entrance causing Sesshomaru’s claws to sink into the grass in preparation for the inevitable.

Pushing himself in Kohaku let out a loud sigh of relief as Sesshomaru’s body tightened around him. The slayer couldn’t help but smile as his slow insertion forced a protracted moan from his master’s deep voice that the demon lord clearly regretted letting escape.

Kohaku leaned forward, wrapped his arms around the larger man’s chest and pulled him up and into him in order to feed the last couple inches into him, “You’re not going anywhere now!”

Sesshomaru’s dark and intimidating voice began to bounce with each gasp of astonished pleasure as his eyes went wide and his claws gripped his tattered pants.

Kohaku bit his lip as he began to breed the demon, “Did you think we slayers wouldn’t have our ways of taking down powerful demons like you?”

The dog demon had no response, he was too busy trying and failing to keep surprised moans from sneaking out.

The slayer found himself peeking around the side of his teacher and biting out a laugh as he watched the already growing rod between Sesshomaru’s legs harden and straighten to its full potential. This time, it was the demon lord’s manhood presenting itself to its opponent in the heat of battle.

Sesshomaru’s now rigid rod began to wobble and throb with each thrust Kohaku made, “Who’s overexcited now? Come on Lord Sesshomaru, drawing a big weapon like that without knowing how to use it? What’s the point in having a sword like that if you can’t even wield it properly?”

Kohaku’s began thrusting even harder causing Sesshomaru’s cock to wobble even more violently as pre-cum began to leak from its uncut spout-like tip.

“A demon lord like you should have more skill with your blade than this! Look at you, waving that thing around like you’ve never even held it before!”

The dog demon’s eyes were beginning to roll up as his body quickly began to give out. His usually biting retorts were in short supply and the only response he could manage hardly did him any favors, “I...c-can’t! It...won’t...stop!”

Kohaku was practically drooling as he watched his master lose all control of himself and more importantly his massive manhood, “I’ve seen villagers who’ve barely come of age better at dueling than this! Is this seriously the best the Great Lord Sesshomaru can do?!”

Sesshomaru’s body tightened up under the physical and verbal assault as strands of pre-cum flew around in front of him. The fight was already over, there was nothing he could do to stop it now. But that didn’t stop him from finally giving in and begging for mercy, “No...No! W-Wait! Kohaku! I can’t…keep up!”

It was too little too late. Kohaku was already delivering the finishing blow, “Maybe I should be the one training YOU! Just give up and I’ll teach you how to properly use that thing! Or do you want to keep embarrassing yourself until you’re too tired to hold it up anymore?”

Kohaku stared in awe as the dog demon’s massive rod blew its load into a thick pile feet away. He listened to Sesshomaru’s dark voice crack with pleasure, unable to fight the moans now coursing out of him with each orgasmic convulsion and lance of cum. He squirmed under his superior opponent’s continuing thrusts, seed rocketing out of him as his legendary pride shattered, “IT’S...TOO...MUCH! I...I YIELD! YES! PLEASE, MASTER...TRAIN ME! TRAIN MEEEE!!!”

The slayer could feel the demon’s powerful body flexing in his grasp, Sesshomaru’s ass tightening around his human cock more than any village girl had ever managed. Kohaku closed his eyes, panting as he milked himself with the dog demon’s hole, “Alright! Here’s your first lesson! HOW TO TAKE MY LOAD!”

Kohaku felt his own orgasm tear through his body as the first line of cum shot deep into the Lord of the West. He felt his balls pumping load after load into his opponent, immediately becoming curious about the heavy orbs between Sesshomaru’s legs.

Letting his hand drift across Sesshomaru’s quivering abs he reached down and gently grasped the dog demon’s hefty balls. The demon lord’s body locked in place as they pumped up and down in Kohaku’s hand matching the huge bobbing motions his manhood was making, “F-FUCK! KOHAKU! YOUR HAND! MY BALLS! YOU’RE...DRAINING THEM!”

Outside of his fantasy, Kohaku’s body rocked against the tree, panting as he imagined himself clinging to his handsome teacher, fucking every last drop of cum out of the dog demon and emptying himself right inside him.

As the last dribbles of cum fell to the ground, the demon slayer’s body shivered. Completely unable to compose himself for a full minute Kohaku eventually heard the dog demon’s deep voice calling from the tree line, “Kohaku. Your time is up. Take your position.”

His fingers desperately pressing into the tree behind him, the mortal pulled himself to his feet and shook a few strands of residual cum from the tip of his cock before using his cloak as a makeshift patch to cover up the hole in his pants. He could only hope that Sesshomaru had done something similar.

Otherwise, he was going to be taking quite a few breaks today.

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