InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cerulean Skies ❯ Making Up ( Chapter 11 )

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Chapter 11

 

Making Up

 

 

 

 

Kouga lay gazing into those impossibly golden amber eyes.  Though their bodies were only inches apart, neither made a move to touch the other.  The silence screamed between them.  Who says silence is golden?

 

`Do I still have a hold on him?  We shall see.  I will make him come to me,' thought the Lord of the Western Lands.  Still, it was all he could do not to reach out and touch the one he so desired.

 

`What is he waiting for?  I know what he wants.  I'm not stupid.  His being here is no accident,' thought Kouga.  Nevertheless, Sesshoumaru lay still and continued to gaze at him.

 

This was getting to be more than frustrating.

 

`What?!  Has he changed his mind?  I am the most handsome wolf there is!'  Oookay.  Now, it was time for Kouga's own arrogance to show itself.  'Damn dog,' Kouga thought to himself with a heavy sigh.

 

“Is something troubling you…my wolf,” asked Sesshoumaru in a low murmur, too impatient, too impatient to wait for a bit of seduction.

 

The sound of Sesshoumaru's voice, barely more than a whisper, thrilled along Kouga's skin and sparked the beginnings of warmth traveling through his veins.  Sesshoumaru's gaze intensified in expectation of an answer.  Rolling to his back, Kouga stretched from his toes to his fingers and let out a shivering sigh. 

 

Sesshoumaru's face pinked at the obvious display.  He was being teased, and it was tempting.  He is trying to seduce me, thought Sesshoumaru, very pleased.  He closed his eyes trying to dispel the overwhelming urge to take Kouga then and there.  This was becoming a habit.

 

`He still wants me.  What is he waiting for?  Could I possibly be more obvious?' Kouga thought while withholding a growl.

 

Sesshoumaru reached up to tuck stray strands of silver hair behind his ear and paused for a moment before turning his head away from Kouga and letting out a long slow breathe.  How long could he hold out?  How long could either of them hold out?

 

`What the hell?  He spends months trying to get me where he wants me, nearly rapes me, shows up here, and he's acting like he doesn't want me?  What the fuck is going on?'  Furrowing his brow in dismay, Kouga crossed his arms.  `I will not beg.  I will not be the bitch...I will not be the bitch.  Besides, I'm handsome and he's just plain pretty!'

 

Yeah, Kouga.  Keep telling yourself that.

 

After a couple minutes of silence, Sesshoumaru couldn't take it anymore.  Baby fine hair rolled in a slow, gentle wave down Kouga's sides, sending goose bumps flitting over his flesh.  A smirk tugged at the corner of Sesshoumaru's lips as he continued the play of fur up and down the sides of Kouga's body.  Who could've guessed the possible uses of that furry pelt?  Except for maybe Sesshoumaru himself.  There were no protests from the wolf, only a radiating spike in temperature.

 

One by one, the muscles in Kouga's body lost their tension until his eyes fluttered shut.  Regardless of what they might be, his thoughts faded into the misty fog of forgetfulness and Sesshoumaru's question was left unanswered. 

 

Not that Sesshoumaru cared.  The caresses of mokomoko-sama were having the desired effect. 

 

Kouga squeezed his eyelids shut, raised his hands over his head, and gave another long shivering stretch, only to find himself completely wrapped in the velvety fluff.  It rippled over him, creating a vibrating sensation throughout his entire body.  He had never felt anything like it.  Opening his eyes and turning his head, his gaze met sultry golden eyes.  Even with the tint of heat in his cheeks, the pale skin of Sesshoumaru's face, adorned with lavender stripes and a crescent moon, still reminded Kouga of the pale halo of a full moon.  Life was there, but it seemed to be buried beneath the surface, only showing through those fiery eyes. 

 

Though Sesshoumaru could not feel the touch of Kouga's skin with mokomoko-sama, he could feel the hard press of Kouga's body, the curve of his waist, the dip in his abdomen, the bones of his hips, and let's not forget the luscious rise at his groin.  Without the aid of his hand, Sesshoumaru memorized every line and curve.  Still, he did not attempt to touch Kouga with his hand. 

 

Let the wolf come to him.

 

While Kouga stared into eyes that finally spoke their desire after having ignored him, Mokomoko-sama's caresses became more firm, more insistent, and much more focused on one particular area of his body.  It was completely involuntary when a shallow moan escaped his lips.  His eyes closed and he licked his lips then swallowed as he felt his mouth becoming dry. 

 

Sesshoumaru smiled and strengthened his grip on Kouga's body, molding mokomoko-sama to every dip and curve while it forced itself between Kouga's thighs to cup him from behind, as well as from the front. 

 

Kouga was cocooned in a pillow of soft, living warmth that now caressed places no one else had ever touched…except Sesshoumaru.  As it wriggled around his growing erection, he felt the fur caress and tickle up and down his testicles.  In an attempt to assuage his growing desire, Kouga brought his arms down and began running his hands along the soft fur until they reached his groin.

 

Sesshoumaru watched his wolf sink into the warmth of his fur and fall under the spell of his seduction, those cerulean eyes fluttering open and closed with half swallowed moans.  His own desire heightened as Kouga's body temperature rose against his pelt.

 

`Don't touch him.  Make him come to you,' Sesshoumaru argued with himself, fighting to keep control of his rising desire for skin to skin with his wolf.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” whispered Kouga while his back bowed and his hands applied more pressure to his hardening erection.  “It feels so…good,” he gasped.

 

“Yes, my wolf.  It is meant to,” murmured Sesshoumaru and unfolded mokomoko-sama.

 

“Why did you stop?” asked Kouga as his appendage was bared for all to see.  Kouga rolled to his side facing Sesshoumaru.  There was no arm to get in his way when he closed the distance between them. 

 

Sesshoumaru answered with his head still resting on his arm, pillowed in the white fluff.  “Has it not occurred to you that I have much more to offer?”

 

`Okay, I don't really have to beg…do I?  I could just tease him like he did me.'

 

“And just what is it you have to offer…Sess?' asked Kouga while he trailed his fingers down Sesshoumaru's spine.

 

“Do not refer to me with diminutives, wolf,” scowled the Lord of the Western Lands, even as he shivered beneath Kouga's touch.

 

“But, `Sesshoumaru' is so long, and you call me `wolf'.  It would only be fair,” murmured Kouga and slid his hand over the globes of Sesshoumaru's ass.

 

A tremor ran through Sesshoumaru's body.  His hidden arousal flexed, and with a deep sigh he closed his eyes.  His wolf was finally touching him, willingly.  Hadn't he been trying to garner Kouga's favor?  And, hadn't he run out of options?  What could it hurt to make this one small concession?  Perhaps, he would even learn to like it.

 

“As you wish, my wolf.  But, only when we are alone.  Not in the presence of others.  Agreed?”

 

“Agreed…Sess.”  Kouga grinned and watched his own hand trace the shell of Sesshoumaru's pointed ear.  He leaned over and nipped Sesshoumaru just below his ear then licked the small marks.  No blood.  Not yet. 

 

Sesshoumaru was suddenly on his side, trapping Kouga to him with mokomoko-sama, the line of their bodies pressed hard together.  He searched those blue eyes, looking for signs of doubt.  Seeing none, he brushed a chaste kiss across Kouga's lips and slid his arm around Kouga's waist.

 

“What would you have of me, my wolf,' he whispered seductively against Kouga's lips.

 

There was no verbal answer as Kouga`s hand tangled in his hair and drew him forward, forcing Sesshoumaru's lips against his.  Kouga darted his tongue out to trail moisture against the line of both their lips.  Both erections, already slick with the juices of their arousal, facilitated Kouga's sliding of his throbbing cock along Sesshoumaru's. 

 

Sesshoumaru reciprocated and their hips became undulating waves of motion.  As the kiss deepened into something more passionate, both explored the succulence of each other's hot, wet mouth.  Sliding his arm around Kouga's waist, Sesshoumaru inhaled the hot, shuddering breath gusting in pants between Kouga's lips.  With a groan, Sesshoumaru shoved his tongue down Kouga's throat and worked his mouth in the rhythm struck by their grinding hips, sucking as though he would swallow Kouga whole. 

 

Relief welled up to wash over Sesshoumaru.  At last, his desire would be satisfied.

 

Held tightly, wrapped in mokomoko-sama, Kouga felt himself being rolled on top of Sesshoumaru, during which, neither were willing to break that drowning kiss. 

 

Finally, tearing his lips away, Sesshoumaru tipped his head back and sucked in a deep breath.

 

“Beast to my beast,” he whispered, allowing his power to reach out and encircle them both.  It was something only alphas, miko's, and the like could see.

 

“No!” gasped Kouga, eyes widening.

 

“Yes, say it,” demanded Sesshoumaru.

 

“I'm not ready for that kind of commitment, Sesshoumaru.”

 

“Beast to my beast.  Say it!” commanded Sesshoumaru. 

 

“Your bed to mine.  Say it, my wolf.”  His voice softened, but was demanding nonetheless.

 

Kouga shook his head, his now dry hair cascading over his shoulders to hide them in a shimmering, black curtain.  Determination filled his eyes, yet a small amount of fear hid behind it.

 

`He can't make me vow and I won't!'

 

“I am alpha!”  His youki lashed out, scalding Sesshoumaru's skin.

 

However, Sesshoumaru was not ignorant.  This was not the way to win his lover.  Like a great, furred animal, his beast caressed Kouga's youkai and Kouga sank into him.  As though their skin had melted away, their beasts rubbed against each other like a cat would rub up against your leg.

 

“Why not, my wolf,” Sesshoumaru whispered into Kouga's ear.  “Haven't I proven my devotion to you?” he murmured while tracing the shell of Kouga's ear with his tongue.

 

“It doesn't matter.  I'm not ready for that.  You are stronger than me and I know you would become master,” muttered Kouga, admitting that, though he was alpha, Sesshoumaru was more powerful.  “And…” he gave Sesshoumaru a hard stare, “I may not be able to prevent my wolves from answering your call.  You said it yourself.  Without me, they would be anyone's meat.”

 

“It is only a matter of time, my wolf.  Why delay?” asked Sesshoumaru, shoving his hips upward.  “Being master means many things.  You would have my protection, share my power.”

 

Kouga nearly whined and returned Sesshoumaru's motion.  “Please, not so soon.  Let me at least seek the approval of my pack,” he rasped, squeezing his eyes shut.

 

“As you wish,” Sesshoumaru sighed, creasing his brow.  `I must be careful not to repeat the damage done earlier.  A good leader would put the needs of his pack first.  I cannot undercut his authority.'

 

Fangs scraped down Sesshoumaru's neck, accompanied by lips and tongue, an action which brought his attention back to his lover.  His back arched as claws trailed down his ribcage and raised welts.

 

“Kouga,” moaned the great lord as mokomoko-sama trembled along Kouga's back and legs, vibrating against the mounds of his ass.

 

Suddenly, Kouga found himself beneath Sesshoumaru, the power of the great lord roiling around them.  Their beasts fought for dominance while Sesshoumaru devoured Kouga's mouth.  Kouga gripped Sesshoumaru's back as their beasts seemed to exchange places and they knew each other better than any had ever known them.  Each received glimpses of the other's life; their thoughts, their hearts' desires.  He was sorely tempted to make that vow.  Only a pair truly meant for each other, could exchange their beasts, their youki.  It was the most exhilarating experience he had ever had.  Just as suddenly, both beasts climbed back into their own bodies.  Kouga broke the kiss first, gasping for air as Sesshoumaru slumped against him.

 

“I would have never thought your pack meant so much to you, my wolf,” panted Sesshoumaru.

 

“They are my life.  And, the human girl.  Even you do not realize her importance to you.  You would protect her with your life, wouldn't you?”

 

Creasing his brow, Sesshoumaru dug deep, seeking the answer to Kouga's question.  “Perhaps, my wolf.  Perhaps.”

 

`Enough talk,' thought Kouga and pulled his arms up to comb his claws through Sesshoumaru's long, silvery mane.  “Make love to me,” he whispered and tipped Sesshoumaru's head so he could gaze into those fiery golden eyes.

 

Smiling, Sesshoumaru licked and nipped his way up Kouga's neck, drawing a moan from his wolf.  He nibbled around the shell of Kouga's ear and felt the grinding of Kouga's pelvis into his.  Sesshoumaru reciprocated and began a painfully slow rhythm as he laid his lips to Kouga's.  It was a gentle kiss, one that mirrored his feelings for his wolf.  His tongue traced the curves of Kouga's lips enjoying the softness.  In return, Kouga reached out with only the tip of his tongue, lightly grazing Sesshoumaru's; tempting, teasing, and asking for more. 

 

They caressed each other as they carefully slid into each other's mouth.  It was a tender kiss that swelled their hearts, as well as heated their bodies.  Sesshoumaru slid away to suckle and nip his way down the front of Kouga's neck then trail across Kouga's collarbone.  Drawing it into his mouth, he suckled and scraped it with his fangs.  Wet heat, making its journey across the plane of Kouga's chest, sent sparks flitting across his skin, tickling the thick arousal between his thighs.  His abdomen jerked upward involuntarily when heated lips encircled his stiff right nipple and drew it into a not, wet mouth. 

 

Sesshoumaru's tongue flicked the hardened jewel as he tugged at it with his teeth.  Groaning at Kouga's writhing response, he attacked it with new fervor then bit down, leaving a perfect set of teeth marks surrounding it before nipping his way to the left nipple.

 

“Sess,” Kouga panted and fisted his fingers in the long mane that poured over the sides of Sesshoumaru's body. 

 

“Please, please.”  Kouga's body was a raging fire that desperately needed quenching.

 

Sesshoumaru rose up from Kouga's chest and gazed into heavy, lidded eyes.  Kouga's face was flushed red from the heat flowing through his veins.

 

“What is your desire, my wolf?” he asked as mokomoko-sama separated their chests, teasing Kouga with feathery passes over his nipples.

 

Kouga did not know what he wanted; only that he felt as though his skin would burst if something wasn't done.

 

“Please, please,” was all he could voice.

 

Kouga may not have known what he wanted, but Sesshoumaru did.  Sesshoumaru quickly licked a blazing path down Kouga's abdomen to Kouga's throbbing arousal.  He studied that exceptionally thick appendage before ever so slowly running his tongue from the base to the tip, making a swirling pattern along that silky smooth shaft.  When he licked the head of Kouga's swollen appendage then took it into his mouth sucking every so lightly, a shudder ran through Kouga.

 

“Ahn!”  A small scream escaped Kouga lips as his hips tried to plunge his huge cock into Sesshoumaru's throat. 

 

However, Sesshoumaru was intent on making this last until he tortured Kouga into submission.  He pulled away, denying Kouga that tight heat then, with painful slowness, lowered his mouth and took that thick cock that was thrumming with rushing blood into his mouth and sucked hard until his lips met the skin of Kouga's balls.  It felt so good to have Kouga all the way down his throat, so he stayed in that position and worked his throat around that thick shaft while he sucked with all his strength.  He couldn't help himself.  He had to grab his own aching cock and stroke it in rhythm to the contractions of his throat.  It pleased him greatly that Kouga writhed beneath him, arching his back in search of the pleasure that would quell the maddening desire for release.  Pressing his tongue hard against the back of Kouga's shaft, Sesshoumaru ran it around the tip while his hand pulled down on the outer skin.

 

“Please, please,” groaned Kouga again.

 

Bringing Kouga such pleasure was, in and of itself, so exciting to Sesshoumaru that his own cock throbbed, thick and swollen.  The tightness of his skin was just this side of pain.  Nevertheless, his experience lent him the control he needed to continue his foreplay.  His tongue swirled at the base of Kouga's shaft before he tugged at the line separating the two bulges of Kouga's balls.  A strangled whine encouraged Sesshoumaru to lick around and under the large hardened bulges, tugging at the sensitive skin with his lips. 

 

Kouga couldn't stop the trembling and writhing of his body.  Even his cock strained upward in unfulfilled desire.  When Sesshoumaru parted his legs and lay down between them, he couldn't help the whine.  A gasp was wrung from him when his throbbing cock was wrapped tightly in Sesshoumaru's hand.  Long slow strokes tortured him to breathlessness.  The press of a hardened tongue licking upward against the crease of his thighs sent a shudder through his entire body and he felt as he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer.

 

“Sess…,” Kouga gasped, begging Sesshoumaru to give him release.

 

Sesshoumaru decided that Kouga was nearly ready and began his trek along the line beneath Kouga's balls and down to the tight ring protecting that hot cavern he intended to violate.  Still stroking the length of Kouga's cock and occasionally massaging the tip, Sesshoumaru swirled his tongue around the muscled ring of Kouga's entrance as he spreading the globes of Kouga's ass with his face.  To Sesshoumaru's surprise, Kouga raised his knees and spread his legs further.  He teased, he prodded, and he poked while reveling in Kouga's responses.

 

“Ah!  Sesshoumaru!” screamed Kouga, arching his entire body.  “No more, no more!  Please!”

 

Sesshoumaru drew his hand away from Kouga's aching cock, now well coated with his juices.  What he didn't expect was Kouga pushing toward the finger slowly invading that tight ring.

 

“More, more,” he panted, his breath hitching as Sesshoumaru obliged.

 

“As you wish, my wolf,” murmured Sesshoumaru, barely able to quell his own desire to take Kouga without any preliminaries.

 

Kouga was not so patient.  He shoved himself down onto Sesshoumaru's finger and shuddered at the new sensation.  All he wanted was more. 

 

After working his finger in a circular pattern, stretching that Kouga's entrance, Sesshoumaru carefully slid a second finger into Kouga and began stroking that ever so sensitive bundle of nerves.  He reveled in the feel of tugging the skin of Kouga's balls between his lips and gently suckled around, under, and over the tightening sacs.  Kouga frantically shoved himself against the fingers that were stroking that sweet bundle of nerves, prompting Sesshoumaru to insert another finger, stretching Kouga and preparing him for something larger.  Eventually, he shoved his fingers hard into Kouga's ass, over and over, taking a pace that proved to be almost too much for his wolf.

 

“I'm going to come!” exclaimed Kouga as he arched his body off the white furred robe.

 

“No!” commanded Sesshoumaru, removing his fingers.

 

Sesshoumaru perused the sight of his bronze wolf.  Perspiration pooled in Kouga's belly button, in the valley of his chest, and drained down his sides.  His breath came in jagged pants.  Though Sesshoumaru didn't want to lose sight of Kouga's lust ridden face, he sat back and with mokomoko-sama, flipped Kouga onto his belly.  Sesshoumaru wasted no time digging his fangs into the back of Kouga's neck and around his spine while pushing down in the small of his back. 

 

Kouga moaned in frustration while his body obeyed, falling completely limp.  He wanted to beg, but his mind couldn't remember the words as the instincts of his beast took over.  A sudden peace eased through his mind and body.

 

“Not yet, my wolf.  I will not be denied,” murmured Sesshoumaru after removing his fangs.

 

Kouga's mind began to swim to the surface.  He said the only word his mind understood at the moment.  “Okay.”

 

Sesshoumaru slid on top of Kouga's body, gently slipping his fangs back into the punctures he had already made.  It would be easier and less painful for Kouga if he were to enter while the wolf was in this state of relaxation.  This was not new to Sesshoumaru, who had perfected his technique over the centuries.  Many had enjoyed the experience of his years of practice.  Foreplay was his secret to mind-blowing orgasm, and it kept his lovers coming back for more.  Now, that there was no doubt in Sesshoumaru's mind that Kouga would crave his body, he was certain that Kouga would do the same.

 

Settling his hard cock between the globes of Kouga's ass, Sesshoumaru ground his juice soaked shaft up and down. 

 

Kouga could only whine his unfulfilled desire.  The beast wanted to offer up Kouga's ass to Sesshoumaru, but he lay totally limp, completely submissive.  What was left of Kouga's mind wanted to be the one on top, but the beast had other ideas.  Sesshoumaru had won the right to top him.

 

Pulling back, Sesshoumaru settled the tip of his cock at Kouga's entrance.  In one smooth motion, he penetrated Kouga, sliding himself completely in, the tip of him quickly separating those hot tight walls.  It was too much not to draw a moan as he rested there relishing the feel of being inside of his wolf.  So tight, so hot, so thrilling to be connected to his wolf in this fashion.

 

The sound of Sesshoumaru's moan, vibrating against Kouga's spine, shot searing heat through his body, causing his skin feel as if it would peel away and spill his beast. It didn't, but his youki seeped out of his skin and caressed Sesshoumaru.  The feel of Kouga's power drew out Sesshoumaru's beast.  He simply couldn't help his response.  He pulled back and slammed into Kouga's body then jerked them both to their knees with Kouga on all fours. 

 

Kouga cried out, but not in pain.  No, all he felt was intense pleasure.  When the fangs in Kouga's neck withdrew, he regained control of his body and was grateful that he would be able to participate. 

 

“Now, my wolf, we begin in earnest,” growled Sesshoumaru and plunged himself into Kouga's still tight passage.

 

Kouga pulled away and slammed himself back into Sesshoumaru.  However, it was not what the dominant Lord of the Western Lands desired.  Demanding complete submission, he wrapped that white fluff around Kouga and shoved Kouga's shoulders down into the white robe while he pressed his hand down on the top of Kouga's ass.  Pleased that Kouga was held immobile and unable to fulfill his own need, Sesshoumaru slid one knee between Kouga's legs and spread them further.  Now, he was in a better position to stroke that sweet spot inside the hot, tight passage that was slick with his own juices.

 

Kouga very much enjoyed the sensation of Sesshoumaru filling him over and over again.  It felt as though Sesshoumaru were dancing circles inside of him, not only stroking past that bundle of nerves, but at the same time back and forth across it, massaging it.  Kouga strained to look over his shoulder.  Sesshoumaru's body appeared as though every muscle contributed to the movement.  They danced and rippled in waves.  Gazing up into Sesshoumaru's face, Kouga was thrilled at the intense desire and need held in those heated, golden orbs.  Sesshoumaru's skin was so flushed that the normal paleness was lost in the blood.  With his eyes closed, Kouga dropped his head then yelped when Sesshoumaru slammed into him with hard, rapid the thrusts, jarring his sensitized skin and shoving that tingling sensation from his belly into his chest. 

 

Kouga couldn't take it anymore.  His cock had been neglected and he struggled to free his right arm in order to grab it.  That need for pressure to surround his aching flesh was overwhelming.

 

Once Sesshoumaru realized what Kouga was about to do, he knew that he needed to take matters into his own hand…literally.  This was a time to show Kouga just how much he was willing to give, how much Kouga meant to him.

 

“No, Kouga.  It is my pleasure to give,” he rasped as he leaned forward and made a tight fist around Kouga's cock with his hand.

 

Sesshoumaru could feel the blood pulsing through Kouga's thick, rock hard cock and knew the wolf could not take much more.  Neither could he, and he quickened his thrusts.

 

“Kouga,” he rasped as Kouga's walls tightened around his shaft.  He could feel Kouga's abdomen quivering and jerking beneath him.

 

Unexpectedly, Kouga's seed spilled across Sesshoumaru's fist, his shaft pulsing and throbbing in Sesshoumaru's hand. At the feel of that throbbing pulse, fire flew through Sesshoumaru's veins. When his wolf cried out, Sesshoumaru's heard his own howl following. 

 

Both fell into that white, exploding oblivion and rode the fire of passions release.  Sesshoumaru collapsed in convulsions, taking Kouga with him while he filled Kouga with his warm seed.  This wasn't just sex, and the new sensation drove them beyond heights that Sesshoumaru had never known existed.  It was their desire for each other that ran deeper than lust that had thrown them so hard. 

 

It seemed as if the writhing of their bodies would never end, not that either of them was ready for that.  However, the fog gradually lifted as they felt themselves crawl back into their own skin and rolled to their sides without breaking the connection of their bodies.  Finally, finding his voice, Kouga panted,

 

“That was so intense, so…” he tried to find the best word, “wonderful.”

 

“No, no.  Not just that.  It was glorious, beyond my expectations,” murmured Sesshoumaru.

 

“Um, I don't want to make a mess on…my robe,” Kouga said tentatively.

 

“Yes, your robe, my wolf,” answered Sesshoumaru, nuzzling his nose into Kouga's hair, breathing in the fragrance of the forest.

 

Rolling to the edge of the boulder before breaking the connection, they hopped down.  On shaky legs, Kouga lost his balance.  Sesshoumaru caught him and carried him to the stream, fully wrapped in mokomoko-sama.

 

“Even if my legs are shaky and my ass is sore, I can still walk, Sess,” complained Kouga.

 

“There is more to being master than dominance, my wolf.  You have my protection, share my power, and garner my services in more ways than one.  I will show you the meaning of this,” said Sesshoumaru, gazing down into questioning, cerulean blue eyes as he waded into the water.

 

Waist deep in the water, the wet, white fluff caressed Kouga's body, gently cleaning every inch.  Once Kouga was finished, Sesshoumaru waded further out into the stream and lay down to rinse the perspiration from his hair.  He cleaned himself, dipping beneath the soft cloudy water before they made their way to the shore.  Sesshoumaru curled mokomoko-sama into a tight ball, wringing out the excess water.  Taking the opportunity of Sesshoumaru's distraction, Kouga flung his tail out and playfully slapped Sesshoumaru in the ass.  As Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed, the white fluff uncurled and returned the favor.

 

“Merely a love tap, lover,” Kouga chuckled.

 

Jumping back up on the boulder they both lay in silence as the sun warmed and dried them.  It was Kouga who first broke the silence.

 

“Even if my pack accepts you as my mate, they will have concerns regarding an heir.  It's a legitimate question.”

 

“It is not a new occurrence.  The answer has always been concubines,” said Sesshoumaru, turning to gaze at the wolf.

 

“I don't know if I could handle that.  Just the thought of you with another makes me feel...” Kouga searched for the word.

 

“Jealous?” asked Sesshoumaru with a quirk of his lips.

 

“Yeah.”  Kouga wasn't sure it was fair to feel that way.

 

“That is a great compliment, my wolf.  What makes you think it is I who will be planting the seeds of our future heirs?”

 

“Now, that's just not fair.  I don't want to have sex with anyone else,” complained Kouga.

 

“Sex is sex, my wolf.  We made love,” murmured Sesshoumaru, propping himself up to lean over and brush his lips against Kouga's.  “It will not harm us.  If it would make you feel more comfortable, we can do it together,” he breathed over Kouga's lips.

 

“I…I'll have to think about it.  I know I couldn't do it without you,” Kouga sighed.

 

“Then it's settled.  You know it is the only way and you will come to terms with it,” said Sesshoumaru, rolling to his back.

 

“You are so arrogant.  You know that?”

 

“Perhaps.  Couldn't it be that I'm intelligent?”

 

“I'll let you know what I decide,” muttered Kouga.

 

Sesshoumaru stared up into the sky with the knowledge that Kouga was his, regardless of the choices Kouga must make.

 

 

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Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not own Inuyasha and make no profit from this story, nor do I intend to. My only goal is to occupy my demented mind with delusions of actually owning a life-sized, anatomically correct Sesshoumaru android to use and abuse at will.

 

 

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