InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Primal Scream: The Series ❯ 19 ( Chapter 19 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

CHAPTER NINETEEN

InuYasha sat in the black leather chair facing the door in the living room. He'd stripped his shirt off and settled with a bottle of whiskey to await his mate. Lazily he drank, listening to the sounds of cars going past outside.
He had sudden memories of his own experiences with coming home hours late, only to be ambushed by his father in the dark. He knew Gypsy would have much the same reaction as he did back then, so he'd left the house dark and turned off all lights. Visions floated in and out of his mind, of her. Her and Kouga.
He could see them now, her breasts mashed flat between them as her tongue licked out over his lips, inviting herself into its warm depths. He ended the thought with a growl and swallow of the liquor in his hand. He was a bit drunk, but not so drunk he was incoherent, he knew exactly what he was doing. Shaking his head he reached up to rub at his ears, which brought on another onslaught of memories.
He could see Gypsy whispering into Kouga's pointy ears and tracing his strong jaw with her long nail. Kouga's cock would be humming into action, sliding into her tightness with no mercy..
*Click*
InuYasha grinned, it was Gypsy unlocking the door. She came in, stumbling over her way-too- high platforms and fumbling for the lamp but he had moved it. The light came on, leaving her looking like a deer in a headlight.
InuYasha growled at her, "How's Kouga?"
Her eyes went wide, "How did you-- what are you talking about? I haven't seen Kouga!"
"You're a damn liar," he said, surging to his feet, tossing the liquor bottle to the floor with a loud smash.
Gypsy backed away, scared of the look on his face at that moment. "InuYasha--"
"Don't you 'InuYasha' me, you two timing bitch." He grabbed her wrist in a grip so strong, she knew she'd never get free. Her scent held Kouga's essence but he did not smell sex on her, much to his relief. She'd probably got him so worked up, he'd had to jack off in the toilets before going home. InuYasha smirked to himself, a half amused look that made for an interesting expression on his face; it terrified Gypsy.
"I don't know what you are talking about--" her voice shook.
"Well let me refresh your memory. You didn't count on Miroku slipping up and telling me about the Den did you? I'll bet you sure didn't expect me to come in there--"
"You were in there?" Her mouth was suddenly as dry as cotton. "What-- what did you see?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He growled. "I saw you and Kouga and I was thinking. Apparently you are trying to get my attention, and as lead singer for the band, I don't always have the time you want with me. Nonetheless, I think its time for me to teach you a lesson."
"A lesson?" Gypsy struggled a bit but he just tightened his grip, pulling her behind him down the hall. "InuYasha, wait! Lets talk about it, please? I can explain!"
"I don't wanna hear it! I'll no longer be made to look weak and submissive to a fucking wolf bitch." He tossed her on the bed and slammed the bedroom door.
She sighed in relief, "So you're just horny and wanna fuck?"
"Strip." He crossed his arms across his chest and glared at her, almost grinning when she complied. With a smirk, he ran his hand down his abs and unfastened his pants. Gypsy smirked, self- assured that he only wanted to pleasure himself, and assure himself, that he was still her mate.
But that wasn't the case.
Moving closer to the bed, he snarled lightly and she took a step back and actually fell onto the mattress. "Scared?"
"Hell no!" She hissed at him, narrowing her eyes in what was supposed to be a threatening pose.
It amused her mate.
"Ok, well I will give you a chance to do this the easy way-- or the hard way. At this point I don't really give a rat’s ass, I'm game for anything." InuYasha snapped. "But one way or other, you will submit to me."
Gypsy snickered. "Why? We're mates--"
"That is true. But you have never fully submitted to me my dear. You flaunt yourself around here like some sort of whore for the world to see. You're making me look bad, damn it. Until I learn to handle my business at home, Kami isn't going to allow me into that well." He raked a hand though his messy locks.
"What the-- have you been talking to your father?"
"That is none of your business, girl. This is Youkai tradition and you know that. As of tonight I am the alpha male here and you will learn to behave like the bitch you are." InuYasha’s voice sounded like a challenge.
"OK, now that that's settled, I'm going to sleep. Night--" She started to turn over on the bed but she found a heavy arm pinning her down, turning her over on the bed, and pinning her hands above her head.
"It's not that easy," InuYasha rested his weight on her, his face inches from hers, growling. "Submit."
"Fuck you!" She struggled suddenly, in no mood for his games.
SMACK!
She had to blink twice before it actually became clear that InuYasha had smacked her across the face. He smacked her! The stinging pain set in then, almost bringing tears to her eyes. He had never hit her before.
"Now, that I got your attention. Are you going to give up? And become my bitch?" InuYasha pressed.
Gypsy snarled, emitting her electrical charge and throwing him to the floor with a thud. "What the fuck is up with you, you asshole!?"
"Bitch!" InuYasha pounced on her then, knowing she had never learned to control this power, the odds of her hitting him again with that amount of strength was slim to none.
Gypsy had no time to recover from the use of her powers, which she didn't fully control in the first place. InuYasha backhanded her once again, the taste and smell of blood assailing both their noses. The female had no idea he could be this strong; strong enough to hold her down like this, her legs squeezed between his thighs as he straddled them, fumbling for rope and handcuffs in the nightstand.
With Gypsy now secure to the bed and struggling, InuYasha could enjoy this.
"Let me up!" She screeched. "You can't do this!"
"I can and I am, and I should have done it long, long ago." He moved closer, bordering on a kiss and when she moved as if to kiss him back, he pulled back with an evil smirk and dropped to her neck. "I'm taking you as mine all over again."
Shuddering against him, she was helpless to fight, even when he dropped to her thigh, licking and teasing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. "Oh, Gods!"
He could smell her sweet arousal and delved in a bit deeper, giving into the urge to take more and more of her. Using forefinger and middle finger, he pulled open her soft folds and softly blew on them. He liked the way she bucked under his attentions-- he would have loved to fuck her then-- but she was not going to be rewarded here.
His body humming with need, he looked up at her with a grin. "Submit now!"
Anger flared in her aura and he smirked. "Never!"
She had said it to see just what he would do if angered to a point. Her reply was him untying her and flipping her to her stomach, tongue running up her back. A small moan escaped-- but before she could adjust to the pleasure, she felt a sharp slap to her rear and looked back, eyes swirling with anger and confusion.
"What the--"
"You wanna act like a bratty teenager, then I'm treating you like one." His voice sounded strange, strained with the need that was building up inside him. He had become unexpectedly aroused at the sound of flesh on flesh and the handprint that appeared at his fiery touch. Her squeals and struggles only heightened the feeling more.
Positioning himself behind her, he grasped her hips with his claws, preparing to slam into her. Gypsy squinted a bit and moved before he could thrust, he drove the head of his cock into her thigh with bruising force. He yelped then, infuriated by the grinding pain sent up his spine and her moving like that. Grabbing his injured manhood he backed away from her, enough so she could turn around and jump at him, leaving him on his back with her straddling him. His bruised penis brushed along her buttocks.
"You bastard!" She made a swipe for his face but he caught her wrist and flipped her over, trapping her again between his legs. "Let go! Before I call the cops!"
"You call the fucking cops if you want, tell 'em to bring the damn navy with 'em-- cause, bitch, when I'm done they're gonna need 'em!" He panted, his breath moving her bangs back some.
"InuYasha!" She clawed at him, hitting a few places hard enough to draw blood.
His attempts to restrain her for her own well being, as well as his own safety too, only met with a more violent outburst. To turn her loose now would mean she would transform, and he did NOT want to deal with that.
When she was at last breathless, and he was sure she wouldn't cry, he fisted her hair in his hands and forced her to look at him. "Alright bitch-- have I worn you down enough now?"
"Wolves don't submit to dogs, you fool!" Her voice hid her mixed emotions well. She was unsure if she was turned on, pissed off, or scared.
It must have been the wrong answer as his hand came crashing down onto her face again, leaving a bruise that would last till morning. "Then, you should have fucking thought of that before you spread your legs open to one."
That was too much-- she went into full fledged demon form, struggling to get at InuYasha, who himself had allowed the red to flash into his eyes.
He entered her forcefully, knowing it was almost rape, but not caring though. His thrusts were ruthless, and Gypsy was soon screaming in mixed pain/pleasure beneath him. Her ookami form was not as strong against InuYasha’s Youkai as she had thought. Her demon form had merged with InuYasha’s when they mated, it had already submitted to him and now lacked the strength to rebel as it should.
Her rebellion was based on the very thing that drove InuYasha’s own rebellion-- his human blood.
InuYasha watched her relax and his eyes changed back to golden orbs, staring at her quizzically. "Gypsy--"
Her ears fell back and she titled her head to the side, exposing her throat in a show of submission that she'd never shown before. Her tight walls closed around the hard shaft inside of her, milking it for all it was worth. His fangs teased at her jugular, smelling the blood beneath, and it was enough to send his orgasm crashing into her.
He wasn't done yet. Lowering his head, he brought his mouth once again to her and suckled at her warmth, loving the taste and smell of his own essence that remained in her. The motion brought mewls of delight and a shift, as she tried to control a bladder that was much to full to accommodate this kind of play.
An evil idea formed in his head then, his fist balling into the sheets and dragging them closer to shove under her hips. His teasing continued.
"Go ahead," he coaxed. "You know you wanna--"
"I hate you!" Gypsy yelled back to him, realizing what it was he wanted. She knew he wouldn't stop until she had though. Working furiously along her inner thighs and inside her as well, InuYasha was finally rewarded when she tossed her head back and almost howled. The warm fluid leaving her triggered another orgasm, her seed mixed with urine flowed onto the bed sheets he had padded her with, filling the room with a salty, sweet, sweat scent.
It was the most common form of submission. He had seen her at her weakest moment and had taken advantage of it-- making her his, now he owned her. Gypsy allowed him to do the clean up as she rested, and then accepted his embrace when he lay next to her. She had done the unthinkable, wolves did not totally submit to dogs. It was unheard of, for wolves to lower themselves to a dogs standards, and she'd probably never be accepted back into her pack if they knew.