InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rivals in Love ❯ Dark Passions ( Chapter 3 )

A voice, deep and gruff, like a husky whisper…he knew that voice; it soothed him, and sent a jolt of fear through his being. He struggled through the fog that dragged him under. The voice slurred, the incomprehensible words running together. He fought against the oblivion, the darkness that surrounded him, the swirling colors of his mind, and the lulling voice of someone very close….and very dangerous.

 

Orange and gold light flickered past his sleeping face; he dragged his eyes open against the weight of their lids. The light was warm and dim, shadows danced at the ends of his vision in the ethereal light. A long thick shadow rose in front of the glow, more solid and real than the performers who clung to the darkness of his sight. He let out a startled cry, more a squeak of fear, and tried to back away, but his body wouldn't move.

 

“Its ok,” a hand moved out to sooth across his forehead. `You're safe here.”

 

He wanted to shake his head, but it hurt too much to move. He wasn't safe, not here. Something told him to run away. The voice, so soft and caring, was not one to be trusted.

 

The fog around his mind cleared than, he could think clearly and new exactly who was with him. The wolf sat, hovering over him, his eyes watchful. InuYasha tried to sit up, but every limb was too heavy to move. Kouga watched him for a moment more before turning back to the fireplace, grabbing a piece of meat from its heat. He took a bite, sharp canines ripping through the tough flesh easily, He plucked the strip he had tore away from his teeth and put it up to Inuyasha's mouth.

 

“Eat.” he said firmly. InuYasha turned his head away from the strip. Kouga sighed, having expected the refusal. “Look, your wounds are healed mutt, but it's been almost three days and you've eaten nothing. You'll never regain your strength that way, not with the new moon tonight.” Kouga added that last part knowing it would jar Inuyasha from his delusions of superiority for a moment. “Now eat.” Kouga ordered; his tone firm and commanding, a tone he was well accustomed to using.

 

InuYasha pressed his lips tightly together, the pinkish tint turning as white as the knuckled that clutched the fur beneath him. Stifling an outraged cry Kouga shoved the strip into his own mouth and bit into the flesh one more. Fascinated Inuyasha watched Kouga's jaw work, the muscles moving beneath the skin as he chewed slowly. The instant Inuyasha relaxed Kouga was on top of him, pressing him down into the pelts, Lips covering lips.

 

Inuyasha let out a gasp and Kouga pushed the chewed meat into his mouth. He raised his arms, struggling to push the wolf away, his weak shoves doing nothing against the strength of his assailant and he was forced to swallow the disgusting mouthful of grinded flesh.

 

Kouga retreated only when he was sure Inuyasha had swallowed it all, leaving Inuyasha flushed, gasping for breath, clutching the fur hard in his claws.

 

“What the hell did you thin—?”

 

“Do you think you can eat on your own now?” Kouga cut the dog off coldly, facing the fire, his back to the hanyou, he ran his tongue across his teeth, spitting into the fire. The taste was still there. He bit deep into the flesh again, chewing deliberately slow as he turned to face Inuyasha.

 

Growling in irritation and disgust Inuyasha pushed himself onto his knees, then standing slowly, feeling his legs wobble weekly beneath him. Kouga watched, sure that he would struggle to the fire, but as soon as his legs could support him comfortably he bolted, barreling passed the wolf that had so humiliated him, escaping the cave, completely mortified.

 

Kouga sat, eyes widened for only a moment, before he launched himself outside behind the dog. With Inuyasha's head start and the previous nights rain to cloud his scent he would be lucky to catch him before the change. He spared a glance at the hastily disappearing sun, knowing that Inuyasha would change soon, just as the sky changed colors around the horizon.

 

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Kouga nearly flew across the trees, hurdling branches and shrubs. He stopped only to lift his head and scent the wind. He moved stealthily through the forest, knowing from the prints in the mud that he was on the right track. He leapt over the same fallen logs, splashed through the same puddles. He padded softly through the trees; the wind changed direction a moment and tossed an unbroken wisp of Inuyasha's scent to him, he was gaining on the dog. The forest grew silent a moment as the shadows lengthened, than burst back with life as dusk fell and the nocturnal creatures came out of hiding. A small demon passed, hissing up at the wolf who nearly stepped on him.

 

Kouga felt the dog's presence before he came upon the hanyou. InuYasha lay in a cradle of branches, the tree clinging desperately to the cliff's edge with strong tangled roots. He sat, silently staring out at the rushing water below, his eyes gleaming gold as it caught the light of the setting sun. His ears were upright, alert, his body tense as he watched the shadows swallow up the rushing water below him, the final edges of the sun disappearing beneath the mountains.

 

“Inuyasha…” Kouga called silently up to him, but Inuyasha just watched the sky, the red and orange of the clouds slowly fading to dark purple, than darker blue, than the oncoming storm clouds swallowed up the last bit of light. Kouga felt his night vision change to accommodate the loss of light. Waves of colored heat expanded his sight, bands of red and yellow and blue. He wouldn't be able to stand loosing this sight, his ability to smell or defend himself. He would die for sure, and he felt a wave of aw flow through him as he realized that Inuyasha had survived many nights defenseless, with so many powerful enemies out to kill him.

 

The wolf jumped up into the tree with an ease that disgusted Inuyasha, why must his rival insist on being so near on his most vulnerable night?

 

Kouga reached out, grasping Inuyasha by the elbow, but he jerked back. “I do not deserve anyone's pity,” he rasped, “least of all yours.”

 

Kouga wrapped an arm around his waist tightly enough that he would have to fight to break free. His chin was held capture in the other hand, bringing his gaze to the wolf's soft worried face. If there even a hint of mockery, of censure or condescension he could have pushed way, running once again from the wolf, and known he wouldn't be followed, but there was only worry, and sadness, and he found he had no defenses against that. Only Kagome had ever been able to rob him of his fortress walls with that caring gaze, now one of his fiercest rivals could do the same.

 

“What of sympathy, kindness, compassion—look at me and tell me you don't need them.”

 

“I don't deserve them.” Inuyasha whispered, the words ripped from his heart, words he believed true.

 

“Says who?” Kouga asked tensely.

 

“You for one.” Inuyasha felt his scenes dull, his hearing smothered by the roar of the rain that fell down across the world like tears from the sky, the darkness of the night pressing in on him like a shroud of shadows passing before his eyes. He felt the painful ache in his chest caused by the sprint from the cave, the freezing rain that drenched him through his clothing. Scents escaped him, he almost wept for the loss of information. For the ability to identify the individual flowers, foods, even the creatures around him. He was vulnerable once more, for one more night he would have to live alone and unprotected, not even his demon blood would emerge to save him on this night, lying dormant in his veins for a full ten hours.

 

Kouga watched in horrified fascination as the triangular ears shrunk down, hair seaming back into pale skin, flicking slightly as they tried futilely to capture the last bit of sounds before they were immobile on the side of the humans head, the wispy hair, silky but carelessly tousled, changed from bright silver to midnight in a few moments, like ink being poured over metal. Inuyasha opened his eyes hesitantly, staring at the awestruck wolf with deep, violet pools.

 

Kouga tried to gather the shaken human in his arms but Inuyasha jerked back, returning to his usual state after the change. “I don't need your help.” He snapped as he slid down the trunk of the tree, but as soon as his feet touched the ground and he tried to walk his legs gave out from under him, and with a sharp cry he fell on his hands and knees in the mud. Kouga caught him by the arm, kneeling down to help. “Don't touch me!”

 

He swung at him, clawless hands pushing weakly against him. The tree's roots began to crack, the noise catching Kouga's attention as he grasped the struggling human by the wrists. The rain was coming down hard, beating down on them, soaking them and the ground. Inuyasha sagged, breathing heavily. He didn't have the strength or energy to take the wolf on, and the irritating weight of his wet cloths grew too heavy form him, adding to his exhaustion.

 

Koga pulled the boy's limp body into his arms, away from the sliding tree that they had been in moments before. If he hadn't followed, would Inuyasha still be in the tree? Tumbling down into the darkness to the muddy river below? He didn't doubt it.

 

Inuyasha hung limply from his arms as he lifted him up, he had no choice but to sling him like a sack over his shoulder. The human was about his height, and difficult to carry through the forest despite his shocking weight loss.

 

Slipping, his bare feet found little purchase in the mud, making every step a sliding lurch. He struggled up the mountainside to the warm cave; twice he slid, landing heavily on his knees, almost pitching forward in the mud. It seamed like an eternity before they reached the cave, the icy rain pounding down onto them.

 

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Kouga paced the cave, the rain still poured down in a steady rhythm. He had sent Ginta and Hakaku out after Kagome and the others after the incident the other day when Inuyasha had tried to leave, now he wondered what to do, now that InuYasha was human any demon could attack and there would be only him. He was confident he could handle himself, but Inuyasha was an inactive target, and could easily be taken if not guarded properly.

 

When he had first reentered the cave he set to work drying and taking care of the hanyou turned human, removing the soaked clothing and wrapping him in the undamaged haori, which still puzzled him but he couldn't let his mind wander. He washed his own cloths while the human slept, ridding himself of the mud and letting the fur dry near the fire. Now he paced, fully clothed, ready to face whatever disaster might happen, that most likely would happen…that most likely ALWAYS happened during this night; both cursing and thanking the heavens for the rain that rid the land of their trail, but would cause demons to look for shelter.

 

His feet hurt, his body was tired and sore, and he wanted to kill something dammit! He turned to the entrance of the cave, baring his fangs at the night, daring something to enter. He turned to Inuyasha, looming over him, brooding, watching him, blaming him, fury riding him hard.

 

Inuyasha's sleeping form fascinated him. He lay asleep on the pile of fur, one hand flung across the indentation the wolf had made during the nights Kouga slept beside him, wanting to be awake at the first sign of movement. No pelt of fur covered him, only his haori, leaving his fevered body open to the cool night air. His hair, as black as midnight, spilled across the fur in whorls and spirals, begging to be touched, he looked younger in his sleep, long lashes forming two crescents against his skin, His body lay open to him, soft and warm, an offering to appease the terrible anger burning within him.

 

He wasn't attracted to the human, and he didn't feel gentle or lover like. He felt wild and inflamed, his body's urgent demands engulfing him. He could have argued with himself, that it was his demon blood screaming for dominance over his rival in any way possible, that the dog was human now, and weak, injured, tired. It wasn't right! But intellect had fled him, leaving only his burning fury and need, with Inuyasha lying half naked, cloaked in his scent, open and waiting. He moved closer, never taking his burning gaze away from the boy, a tempting invitation.

 

Kouga was already hard as rock, but looking at him while he slept so peacefully, so unaware of his vulnerability, he thickened and hardened more. Taking steps was painful with his body so full and tight, there was a roaring in his head, drowning out all other thoughts but relief.

 

Inuyasha shifted restlessly, as if he instinctively knew he was being stalked. He opened his eyes and saw the wolf's face, dark with lust...with intent…dangerous desire. The look set his heart pounding, made his mouth go dry. Kouga's piercing blue eyes roamed over him, red flames sparking to life beneath his skin wherever the powerful gaze landed.

 

He struck swiftly, his fingers circling the weakened human's arm, a throaty growl sending a shiver down Inuyasha's spine as he pressed him down, their mouths melding together, one hand at the back of his head holding him still for the kiss. Not a kiss, a fierce possession. He dragged Inuyasha closer, crushed him to the armor covered chest, the cool of the metal sharp, almost painful against bare, fevered flesh. His strength was enormous compared to the injured human. Breath slammed out of his lunges and into Kouga's, the kiss was hungry, savage, devouring him, taking rather than asking, as if the wolfs hunger new no bounds.

 

Kouga's arms locked around him, so tight he felt every beat of the wolf's heart, every breath he took. He tasted lust, he tasted desire, he tasted the fierce pride and rage that consumed the wolf, urging the man to subdue his rival. He felt it all, tasted it in every thrust of the tongue. Inuyasha new what was happening, even if the wolf didn't, and it scared the shit out of him. He choked as Kouga delved into his mouth once more; giving him no chance to breath, to do anything but accept what was being forced on him. He could bite down, but then what? He feared what the wolf was capable of in this state of mind.

 

He willed himself to go limp, forcing his mind somewhere else other than the cave, hoping with all that was in him that his lack of oxygen would make him pass out, but Kouga gave the human no chance to escape, the wolf's sharp teeth moving down his chin, his throat, taking small greedy bites as if to devour him alive. Inuyasha gasped, unable to control his body as it arched, his nails biting deed into his palms, waiting, aching, wanting more, and hating himself for it.

 

Kouga smirked, his eyes glistening in the glow of the dying fire. His mouth, hot and insistent with demands, went lower still, trailing hot openmouthed kisses along the disciplined muscles of his rival's chest. His hands left Inuyasha's wrists in favor of the heated flesh of the torso, circling a taut nipple with his tongue. Inuyasha arched again, screaming inside his head that he should pull away, willing himself to raise his now free hands and push the disgusting wolf off him.

 

As if sensing Inuyasha's thoughts Kouga wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer to the moist, hot mouth. Kouga moved lower, his tongue leaving a slimy trail along the muscles of former dog, feeling the dips in the well toned abdominal, eyes glittering, enjoying the emotions that were so easily read in the humans violet eyes. Anger, hatred, passion, and then the fear when the man realized exactly what he was going to do, he grinned, showing his sharp teeth, watching the shudder run across the humans glistening flesh. Passion, revulsion, anticipation? He didn't know, and he didn't care.

 

Inuyasha wanted to plead with Kouga, make him stop, he new he wanted this to stop, but the words wouldn't come out. He waited, hardly able to breath, his heart pounding. He laid his head back, struggling for breath, bringing his arms around himself in an attempt to regain control of himself. Kouga's growl was deep and low, a warning, grasping the human's hands, shoving them back away, pinning them to the fur on the side. He pulled back, watching for a moment, but Inuyasha didn't move again, exhausted and afraid, completely vulnerable and weak.

 

Kouga grinned as he cupped Inuyasha's face, the skin burning in his hands. Despite the humans obvious discomfort with the situation he had responded to Kouga's attention appropriately. He locked eyes with the man, crawling his way back down to Inuyasha's hips, intent on finishing his work, his own erection needed to be attended to, but he wanted Inuyasha to writhe beneath him, crying out, begging him. Inuyasha watched him, unable to look away from Kouga's hypnotizing gaze. The wolf knelt between his legs, dark silken hair falling over a honey colored shoulder, brushing against his thighs. Kouga kept their gazes locked, even as he took the human's manhood into his mouth, smiling with his eyes when Inuyasha took in a shaken breath.

 

Inuyasha watched his length slide in and out of Kouga's mouth, glistening wet, growing thicker and harder with each withdraw. He cried out, would have jumped away, but Kouga held him still, without mercy, for the assault, mouth wrapped around him, a weapon of wicked pleasure, lapping and licking and stroking while he screamed in wild ecstasy. He thrust upward, exploding into the hot moist cavern of Kouga's mouth..

 

Kouga pulled back breaking his hold over the human, allowing Inuyasha to fall back, desperately trying to catch his breath. Eyes sparkling with inner laughter he lapped up a small stream that had escaped the corner of his lips, teasing Inuyasha again with his tongue as he tried to retrieve every drop. He gazed at the man's body, hard and perfect, every muscle defined as if carved from stone. Inuyasha tried to huddle into a ball, shuddering from the ministrations.

 

Kouga pinned him back, hands grasping his shoulders as he wedged himself between his legs. Inuyasha went limp, not even trying to fight anymore. Kouga braced his body with his arms, leaning down to suckle on Inuyasha's neck; trying to keep the man from passing out before he started. Inuyasha moaned softly, half unconscious, Kouga cradled between his thighs.

 

Kouga held Inuyasha still, thrusting hard, burying himself deep within the man's entrance. He tilted his hips, urging the human to take all of him, every inch, welding them together in a frenzy of fury and dark passion. He dove into him, deeper, deeper, higher, higher, pushing them both to their limits. He clenched his teeth against the waves of sensations, against the tightness that swept through his body. Inuyasha cried out with him, screaming from pain and passion, feeling himself explode, implode, break into a million pieces, fragments of himself falling about him as he lay beneath his rival. Completely at his mercy.

 

 

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A/N: Ouch, poor Inuyasha. Oh well, Koga sure will be sick with himself in the mourning, humiliating himself like that and betraying the little bit of trust Inuyasha decided to give him. Bad Kouga bad *hits him with a newspaper* Get off him you meanie!

 

Kagome and the others come back next chapter, than there will be few inukouga scenes but I must say, despite my having to force it out, Kouga did do good on top right? I just feel a bit guilty always making him the bitch. XD But he's such a good little uke. Inuyasha will submit to no one!!!!! `Cept Kagome….she can force him to submit easily…but he still rebels…so neah!