InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tender Kisses ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

“So how is it?”

 

Kouga glanced up to see Inuyasha's expectant gaze upon him, a bit of worry flickering in those golden orbs. He picked up his napkin and wiped away some sauce.

 

The meal itself was rather delicious, not something he'd been expecting. After all, it'd been no secret that Inuyasha absolutely loved ramen. That had been one of the reasons why he'd fixed it when he'd sent Inuyasha the invitation for a visit. Spaghetti with garlic bread, a light salad and some red wine had been a total surprise. Of course, he'd never liked Italian food. He knew how to cook it but had never liked it. The way that Inuyasha had prepared it, however, had been great. Kouga found that he couldn't stop eating it.

 

Kouga offered Inuyasha a warm smile and nodded.

 

“It's good. Really good, in fact. Best pasta I've ever had.”

 

“You're not just saying that?” Inuyasha narrowed his eyes at him for a brief moment.

 

“No,” Kouga shook his head. “I'm not just saying that.”

 

“Good,” Inuyasha smiled, the worry leaving his eyes. “For a moment, I wasn't sure . . . you didn't look too happy to hear that this is what I'd fixed.”

 

“I'll be honest with you . . . I wasn't,” the wolf admitted with an embarrassed smile. “I don't normally like Italian food . . . but this . . .” he picked up another fork full of noodles, “this is really good. Really good. I could never make it taste this good.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Mmm-hmm,” he nodded, having shoved the fork back into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed that bite, he inquired, “Where did you learn to make pasta like this? Ginta went to Italy to learn how to make Italian food and his is nowhere near this good.”

 

“I've been to Italy,” the hanyou replied, smirking a little.

 

“You've been to Italy?” Kouga raised an eyebrow at him.

 

“Yeah . . . a long time ago . . . some time after I left Japan . . .”

 

Inuyasha's voice trailed off, sadness lacing his tone. For a moment, he had a faraway expression on his face. Then it passed and a bright smile lit his face.

 

“Anyway, I've been to Italy . . . I've been to a lot of places, actually.”

 

“So how did you end up in the United States?” Kouga inquired, his curiosity piqued. He set his fork down and placed his elbows on the table, propping his chin in his hands.

“Had to keep moving,” he shrugged. “It's easier to move around here than it is anywhere in Asia or Europe. I can fake my death, change my name easier here and head to some place like Oregon or Montana. No one would be the wiser for it.”

 

“You're kidding me, right?”

 

“No,” Inuyasha shook his head. “I'm not. If things get to be too weird, that's all I have to do.”

 

“Hrmmm . . .”

 

They both fell silent for a few moments before Kouga glanced at his plate and picked his fork back up.

 

“This is very good.”

 

Inuyasha gave him another smile in thanks and they continued to eat in silence. Once they were finished, Inuyasha began to clear away the table.

 

“I'm sorry I don't have dessert . . . the fridge has been a bit wonky . . .”

 

“That's all right,” Kouga replied, grabbing Inuyasha's wrist as he came back to the table for more dishes and pulling the hanyou to him. “There's something else I'd rather have anyway.”

 

Inuyasha opened his mouth to say something but Kouga cut him off with a kiss. Fangs grazed against fangs as he shoved his tongue into that hot cavern and probed every inch. A muffled whimper escaped Inuyasha just as he melted against the wolf.

 

'Perfect,' he smiled to himself, his arms going about Inuyasha's waist. His hands slid down until they reached his lover's behind. Kouga deepened the kiss as he gave both globes a firm squeeze. Finally, the need for air become overwhelming and the kiss broke. Against him, Inuyasha trembled some. Kouga nipped at his jawline.

 

“Yes . . . definitely what I want for dessert . . . wouldn't you agree?”

 

Inuyasha nodded, his arms wrapping around Kouga's neck. His head tilted to the right, allowing Kouga more access to his throat and neck. The wolf then trailed his tongue from the base of Inuyasha's throat all the way back up to his jawline, delighting in the shivers that coursed through the silver-haired male. Desire began to pool in his belly as he held the hanyou close. He had to have more.

 

“Damn, you're delicious,” he growled, giving Inuyasha's ass another squeeze. “I want you . . . I want you right now.”

 

“I want you, too,” came the breathy reply, Inuyasha's fingers tugging on his shirt. Teeth grasped gently at his earlobe and nibbled, nearly sending Kouga over the edge. Though it had only been a little over a week since they'd held each other, it felt like it'd been an eternity to Kouga. He couldn't wait any longer.

 

Neither could Inuyasha, apparently. Frantically, they began to undress each other, heedless of the fact that the curtains were open and that anyone could walk in the front door. All that mattered was satisfying their need for each other, to reaffirm the fact that they were now mates. Nothing could separate them.

 

Once they were undressed, Kouga pulled Inuyasha close to him so that he could feel the hanyou's flesh. Gently, he lowered them both to the floor, Inuyasha situated underneath him. His lips smashed against Inuyasha's in a demanding, passionate, and bruising kiss, something that his lover returned.

 

How long that kiss had lasted, Kouga wasn't sure. He just knew that, when he finally broke away, his groin was nestled close to Inuyasha's and the hanyou's knees were digging into his waist. They were both breathing heavily and extremely aroused. For Kouga, it was to the point of being absolutely painful.

 

Still, he wasn't quite ready to penetrate Inuyasha just yet. The hanyou was already his and his alone. They had all the time in the world.

 

Raising himself up some, Kouga locked eyes with Inuyasha for a few moments. Then he began to kiss the hanyou once again, planting his lips along Inuyasha's jawline and down his throat. He continued to work his way lower until he reached a darkened nub, already semi-hard from desire. Kouga paused for a moment, admiring the pale flesh of his lover and the enjoying the way it quivered underneath his touch, before running his tongue over the sensitive nub. Inuyasha gasped and arched his back, rising to meet Kouga's touch. Smiling a little against the hanyou's chest, Kouga planted a kiss on the nub before licking it again and again, swirling his tongue about it every now and then. Once he had it as hard as stone, he moved onto the next and gave it the same treatment.

 

As he did this, Inuyasha moaned and writhed underneath him. His hips ground against Kouga's and his fingers snaked their way into his hair. Flesh quivered and trembled under tender touches. A hardened cock rubbed against his belly, its juices leaving a small, blazing hot trail across his skin.

 

He'd have continued on his way lower but Inuyasha, it seemed, had other plans. The hanyou pulled him up and smashed his mouth against Kouga's. When he finally released the wolf, he pressed himself tight against Kouga and whispered in a very husky tone, “I want you. Now. Please.”

 

Kouga nodded in understanding. Their coupling could be quick this one time. After all . . . he wasn't going back to Japan. They could spend the rest of their days exploring and worshiping each other's bodies.

 

His hands slid to Inuyasha's knees and spread them even further. Then they glided towards Inuyasha's ass, raising the hanyou up some. As he raised Inuyasha up some so he could enter him, Kouga positioned himself at his lover's entrance, the tip of his cock tickling the seam of Inuyasha's anus. Very slowly, Kouga speared the male that he intended to spend the rest of his life with. Very slowly, Kouga speared the male that he intended to spend the rest of his life with, enjoying the feel of those tight walls constricting around his organ. They resisted against the intrusion and tried to push his length back out, milking it at the same time.

 

Once he had himself completely sheathed within Inuyasha, Kouga stretched himself out, his hands gliding back up the hanyou's side until they reached Inuyasha's wrists. Pinning Inuyasha's hands above his head with just one hand and using the other to affectionately caress one soft puppy ear, Kouga brushed his lips against his lover's once more, begging for entrance. Inuyasha allowed him in just as he bucked his hips up, signaling for Kouga to begin. With a possessive growl, Kouga withdrew partway then slammed himself back in. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the kitchen, as did the sounds of their harsh and heavy breathing and moaning.

 

Kouga felt himself to be in heaven as he thrust himself into Inuyasha over and over again. Those hot, tight walls wrapped around his cock, that hot body against his . . . the look of unconditional love whenever he gazed into Inuyasha's eyes . . . he knew his life had gotten a whole lot sweeter, now that he'd finally found the one that he'd been looking for.

 

Inuyasha's back arching against him and a strange mewl escaping the silver-haired male were the only warnings Kouga had. A hot liquid spurted against his chest and belly, triggering his own release. His cock swelled then released his seed deep into Inuyasha's body . . .

 

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“Someone call the boss. Inuyasha will be on a plane back to Japan. Tonight.”