InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Trumped ❯ The Hierarchy of Life ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
A/N: Sorry this took so long. I wanted to see if I could pull of a decent yaoi, and I’m not certain if I’ve succeeded. At any rate, you guys read and let me know.
A/N 2: For those reading “Tasting Amber”—got 23 pages, and trying to edit! I’ll try to finish soon!
DISCLAIMER: I’m pretty certain that there was no yaoi in Rumiko Takahashi’s mind when she did the series, so all of this sick and twisted stuff is really just from my own disgusting imagination…*wicked cackle, wicked cackle*
** = thoughts
*** = new section
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Chapter 2 – The Hierarchy of Life
::I AM INU::
Inuyasha yanked on Kouga’s arm, relishing his cry of pain as the ooyoukai stood again to face him, right arm now pinned above his head, left breaking flesh as he tried to pry Inuyasha’s fierce grip open. Kouga was so besides himself with pain that he didn’t even try to kick or otherwise defend himself from the demon before him.
Full demon Inuyasha was smiling.
This was going to be fun.
A quick jerk brought the wolf away from the agony searing through his right arm and back to the rabid inu in front of him. His dark hair stood on end as he growled a challenge, which was duly ignored by the demon who had the upper hand. Inuyasha simply smirked, dropping his voice an octave so that it would bounce between their bodies and amplify in Kouga’s sensitive ears.
“In every pack, the alpha male proved his worthiness through blood, defeating all challengers. However, it is unwise to kill all healthy and strong beings for the safety of the pack. The old ways call for a fight to the death or abject humiliation of the challenging party. You are lucky that I care enough for the bitch to not want to have you dead.”
“Dammit, mutt, you think I don’t know that? I’m a wolf-demon for Kami’s sake!…”
But even as he used his last few shreds of bravado, Kouga began to crumble inside. The Dog Clan was never known for their mercy and the old ways had been done away with due to their…overzealous interpretation of “humiliation.” He hadn’t expected anything more than a fight to the death, just as he hadn’t expected Inuyasha to turn into a full demon and win. And he certainly hadn’t expected for him to understand the intricacies of the “old way” in any meaningful capacity.
But full demon Inuyasha and half-demon Inuyasha, as he was learning, were two completely different beings. And regardless, Inuyasha was taiyoukai, younger brother to the feared Sesshomaru, Demon Lord of the Western Lands. Kouga hadn’t put that together until he saw the raw bloodlust in Inuyasha’s eyes, and he could curse himself a thousand times over for being so stupid in his underestimating. He always knew that the inu had hidden strength and given his current situation, Kouga realized too late that he had been a fool to seriously challenge the hanyou.
“Of course you know, Kouga. You also know that that then leaves us with the only other solution…”
Inuyasha’s red eyes glinted with evil intensity. The air was thick with tension and anger, and he relished every second of Kouga’s pained body flinching against him. He didn’t know the old ways, not really. But there was a small voice in his head telling him that this was right, that there were multiple ways that he could torture the wolf and assert his dominance without killing or maiming him. He could still be alpha male, still mate with his woman, and still ensure the absolute submission of the ooyoukai in front of him. The small voice was hot in his veins, crawling under his skin to warm his body and sharpen his claws. The small voice was what he would listen to, because for once in his life, Inuyasha felt as if he was in complete…and utter…control…
The air, already pregnant with blood and sweat, grew heavy with a different scent now… Kouga gasped as realization hit him squarely in the face. Cold rivers of sweat ran down his eyes and pooled on his back. Inuyasha didn’t…he couldn’t possibly…
**NO! That way was forbidden centuries ago!**
Eternity expanded in the moment…the moment before. The sun poured brilliantly through compact trees, dappled along packed earth and smoothed rock to bathe the two warriors in an eerily saintly glow. Had Kouga not been bleeding profusely from his right wrist, the two youkai would have made a perfect artist’s rendition of male virility.
Then the moment broke. Inuyasha snarled in rage and his lips crashed onto Kouga’s mouth, splitting them with raw intensity. Kouga jerked his body backwards, but was kept in place by a stone arm. Inuyasha’s tongue swept through his mouth and down his throat, bathing every molar and crevice with his own slick saliva and musky scent of arousal. His fangs nipped the wolf’s tongue, drawing blood, and Kouga finally wailed a traumatized scream that was captured in Inuyasha’s insistent cavern. Every adverse move was met with another bite, until thick rivulets of silky blood dripped down the corner of Kouga’s mouth. He whimpered and backed down, allowing the inu his prize. The kissing game was won hands down.
**This is just the beginning, Kouga…**
While Inuyasha orally raped the wolf with his mouth, he began an erotic assault with his hands, ripping away the soft furs that covered the ooyoukai’s firm frame and supple skin. He dragged a claw across the wolf’s backside, drawing blood and a high-pitched squeal from Kouga, who began squirming away anew and finally broke from Inuyasha’s punishing grip.
The two struggled—Kouga to get away from the silver haired one’s sadistic desires, Inuyasha to complete the ancient ritual of humiliation and enslavement. Inuyasha swung out with his right leg, knocking Kouga to the ground face first, and they wrestled for dominance. Sweat, saliva, and blood mixed as wolf toppled inu, and inu bested wolf. But Kouga was at a liability with a broken right wrist, and after pinning Inuyasha in a headlock, was promptly flipped back onto his stomach and pinned with a knee in his upper back.
“Nice try, wolf.”
Kouga squirmed and fought, snarling as he tried to inhale from Inuyasha’s crushing weight. All he succeeded in doing was breathe in dirt—the hanyou joyfully pushing his upper torso farther and farther into the hard ground as he ripped away his own garments and tossed them to the side.
**At this rate he’s gonna fucking break my ribs…**
Just when the world was going hazy and dark, the foot was removed and Kouga coughed in a sharp breath.
“Dammit, mutt…”
Inuyasha growled in annoyance and bodily slammed the wolf back to the ground. Kouga gasped again—this time from the realization that Inuyasha was completely naked, pressed against him, and…extremely aroused…
::I AM NOT MUTT. I WILL NEVER BE MUTT TO YOU AGAIN.::
Kouga had a smart retort, but a hard, fleshy mass that rubbed in the crevice of his ass told him to keep quiet. He was no mathematician, but he would guess that the size of the flesh that pressed into him was at least 10 inches long. The inu would literally rip him in two. Kouga struggled more violently. The bravado was gone. He was terrified beyond reason now, and ego or no, he couldn’t stand the prospect of being disabled by fucking.
“NO—please…”
Inuyasha ignored the plea, stretching his frame to pin Kouga down. The wolf’s skin was searing to the touch, and he had hardened from fear and adrenaline despite himself. A hot, pink tongue slid up the long column of the wolf’s neck before returning to the cleft in the ooyoukai’s collarbone. Kouga yelped as thick, calloused fingers were thrust into his mouth and withdrawn before he could bite. Saliva glistened in the air for a moment, and before Kouga could register what just happened, he felt the digits trail down and push into his untested rear, stretching him painfully. He struggled against it to no avail—the inu worked the digit slowly but thoroughly in and out of his frame, inserting a second finger to scissor and massage his protesting entrance.
“Gods!”
Kouga gasped from pain and disgrace, and he dragged his body forward slightly to move away from the intruders in his rectum. Inuyasha’s fingers were neither gentle, nor rough, and Kouga began to feel warm as his finger pumped deeper into his relaxing entrance, probing and prodding with a controlled intensity. Inuyasha inserted a third finger, his callouses scraping the tight ring of muscles and then plunging deep. Kouga yelped in surprise and then melted into a low moaning growl as the demon’s hands worked magic in places he never knew he had. When the hanyou grazed his prostate, Kouga’s entire body shot up, hitting Inuyasha squarely in the chest as he emitted a high keening noise.
“Eeeee!”
Inuyasha chuckled darkly and withdrew his fingers to use the last bit of saliva to coat his member, positioning himself roughly between the twin mounds to Kouga’s entrance. The last few minutes had worn his patience to a razor thin line, and his girth throbbed with painful need. Kouga snapped his head back, whimpering, snarling, and whining at his offender, remembering that he was a wolf prince, dammit, and was not to be taken like some simple bitch in heat even as he launched one last plea to the heavens.
**KAMI, PLEASE DON’T LET THIS BE!**
::BEGGING WILL NOT HELP YOU NOW, WOLF::
With that, Inuyasha surged forward, ramming his thick erection into Kouga’s tight hole. The wolf howled, a searing sensation knifing through his backside and splitting him wide. Inuyasha grunted and pulled back slowly to the wolf’s tightly ringed entrance only to thrust back in brutally, eliciting another bloodcurdling cry from his subject below. The earlier preparation did nothing to ease the inu’s entry, and Kouga’s body twitched in unadulterated agony.
::SILENCE, WOLF::
Kouga bit down hard on his lip, drawing blood as the demon hooked sharp claws into his thighs and picked up his pace, the tight canal in his behind now well lubricated with saliva and blood. He was saw stars, his vision fading in multiple colors of red, white, and black as his entire body shrieked from the invasion. Kouga’s thighs convulsed and he found it difficult to support his weight on his arms, bending down to lean his forehead against the hard earth. The inu was breaking him—the merciless thrusting had nothing to do with pleasure and everything to do with control, and his member was growing larger inside of him in preparation to release its seed.
Inuyasha grunted with effort, intent on breaking the back of the wolf prince and forcing his name from his lips. His tunnel was so hot and tight around his dick that it was almost painful, and the hanyou had to concentrate on not cumming immediately. This was about revenge. No more sidling up to Kagome. No more challenges to his honor. At least no more than a show for the others. Kouga yelped beneath him and flexed his muscles, and Inuyasha bit his own lip to prevent the scream of pleasure that rippled through his chest. The pitiful whining sounds that the wolf made only encouraged him further, and Inuyasha rammed harder and deeper into the tight hole, his golden orbs rolling backwards into his head.
**So…fucking…good…**
Kouga’s thighs trembled with strain and his teeth chattered at the assault, until the demon hit something in him that turned his mind into liquid mush and had him seeing pure white rays of pleasure. A primal yowl erupted from Kouga’s throat.
**AH GODSSSS!**
Inuyasha smirked. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he found it again, and now that he knew exactly where Kouga’s sweet spot was, he wasn’t letting up until the wolf yelled his name to the four lands. The friction growing between the two youkai was insane, the battlefield now filled with the slapping sounds of two stone bodies against each other as Kouga began meeting Inuyasha thrust for thrust, trying to get more of the hard member inside of him—get more of the inu’s delectable pleasure/pain…
Reaching around the wolf’s waist, Inuyasha grabbed the semi-erect member and stroked it in merciless tune with his invasion. His breath was hot and intoxicating, caressing Kouga’s neck in a thick haze of sensual lust.
“Mmmm…is it good, Kouga?”
**…I will not… **
“Do you like it, Kouga?”
His head thrashed at the inu command.
**…I cannot…**
“Who do you belong to, Kouga?”
Whimpers met his request, but Inuyasha wasn’t going to let this go. He wanted—demanded—Kouga’s submission before he lost himself. The old ways demanded it. His demon blood demanded it. He was inu and Kouga was not. The wolf would recognize his proper place. Inuyasha willed away the spiraling sensation in his loins and increased his brute thrusting, popping his member fully in and out of the oozing, hot cavern.
::WHO WOLF?!::
**…noooo…**
“Unh…Inu…yasha….” Kouga’s voice was a pained whisper as beautiful and as delicate as a passing winter wind. Too bad for him that Inuyasha hated winter.
“I can’t hear you, Kouga.” A clawed hand reached down and grabbed a fistful of inky locks, pulling hard as the inu growled with displeasure. Kouga’s already arched back bended even more severely to its breaking point—Kouga’s head slammed into Inuyasha’s shoulder as the inu kept it there, rubbing against his chest as the demon humped him ruthlessly.
“dammit…INU…YASHA…” Kouga’s lip trembled, but he pronounced clearly between thrusts, grinding his teeth in shame. The humiliation was obscene.
But it wasn’t enough.
“Fucking pussy. You can do better than that!” Inuyasha’s hand dipped to squeeze the tight ball sac that had begun to twitch slightly with one hand while the other scooted between Kouga’s thighs and pressed the spot beneath the wolf’s sac ever so slightly. Electric currents ran straight through the wolf’s head, paralyzing his muscles as the inu rammed him mercilessly from behind. Kouga’s breath hitched and he finally gave in to the demon breaking him.
“FUUUUCKINUYASHA!!!”
An earsplitting howl of completion rang through the forest and thick ribbons of creamy essence shot from Kouga’s member and coated the packed earth. Inuyasha roared as the ooyoukai’s tunnel immobilized his member and sunk his fangs deep into Kouga’s shoulder. This was not a carefully placed mark of love to be reciprocated. This was a mark of possession and dominance, one-sided in its effects and meaning. Kouga could have no mate until he was released from Inuyasha’s hold, and attempts to mate with others would be incredibly painful for the wolf, though not for Inuyasha.
But for that moment, none of it mattered to Kouga, who was afloat on a cloud of blissful oblivion. The two collapsed in a sweat-covered mass, chests heaving for breath. Inuyasha gradually removed his limp member from the wolf’s abused opening and began to lave Kouga’s body slowly, savoring his post-orgasmic tremors and shuddering whimpers of satiation. Calloused hands turned Kouga over to inspect his face and lick the blood from the corners of his mouth and across his cheeks. It seemed like forever that the hanyou claimed him, his tongue slowly traveling from face to neck, chest to arms, legs, hands and feet.
He was almost…affectionate.
But Kouga knew what this was—he was canine, after all. Inuyasha was marking what was his—first with teeth, then with scent, and finally with tongue. Once he was finished, there would not be a single piece of Kouga that any being knew better. Not even his own mother would know him the way that the hanyou would.
His demon now sated, red receded to gold as Inuyasha whispered low into Kouga’s ear. Never would anyone have told him that he would have bedded a man, even if it were for honorable reasons. But more importantly, no one would ever have convinced him that he would have like it.
“Kouga, you are mine. You owe your life to me and I may demand it of you one day. For now, you will bow to me. There is not a day when you will not know who has tamed you and who you belong to. I have marked you as mine and you will act accordingly. When we cross paths, you will scout a suitable location and I will have you. Do you understand?”
All Kouga could do was nod numbly. He could barely feel from the waist down, though he was healing already. It would take a few days before he’d be able to make it back to the pack with his other injuries, and he could only hope that the smell of inu was not too deeply embedded into his blood. If so, he would be rejected and hunted by his own kind—an outcast from his only home. Damn. This truly is the old way. To be hunted and killed by your own.
He was broken.
As if reading his mind, the silver-haired demon narrowed on his prey, mere millimeters away from the sensitive skin of Kouga’s ear.
“You need not worry, wolf. I don’t want you dead. Yet.”
With that, and a strange flourish of his hand, Kouga felt the inu scent fade and disappear from his person with the exception of the sweat that covered his skin in a thin film. Kouga looked at the demon in pure surprise. He hadn’t known that Inuyasha could do that. Shit, there’s a lot a don’t know about what Inuyasha can do…
::YOU’RE RIGHT, WOLF. NOW BATHE AND RETURN TO YOUR PACK.::
Inuyasha turned to leave, Tetsusaiga propped on one shoulder, a victory swagger in his step. When he glanced back, it was with his brilliant golden gaze, replete with more than a little smugness and triumph.
“Feh…act right and I may be nicer to you next time…”
Kouga stared down at the ground as Inuyasha left.
Inuyasha…his master…
Kouga stood up to his full height, wincing and limping from soreness. He could smell water nearby—hopefully it was a hot spring that he could soak in to loosen his tense muscles. Things could have been much worse, but the hanyou had taken some pity to try to prepare him. And he had not followed the old ways to the letter and fucked him in front of his pack, for which he would be eternally grateful. At least he was still allowed the veneer of alpha with his own.
He tried hard not to think of the hard body that had hovered above him and thrust inside of him without mercy. He tried to forget the feeling of abject humiliation and wounded pride. Or the incredible bliss that came from each tantalizing thrust against his sweet spot that he now admitted that he looked forward to feeling again. Even with the bumps and bruises, he had to admit that that had been…
**FUCKING GOOD.**
Kouga smiled despite himself. Though he had lost Kagome forever, he knew one thing that brightened him considerably.
He’d now get laid regularly for the rest of his days.
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A/N2: That’s it! Minor challenge to anyone who wants to do a number of Inu/Kouga or Inu/Kouga/Miroku/Sesshomaru (note: not necessarily all at the same time) continuations. This isn’t the best yaoi (that goes hands down to Kougas_Hentai_Lover), I tried and I think it could be interesting from a PWP standpoint. Sorry this sucks, but hope you enjoyed!
A/N 2: For those reading “Tasting Amber”—got 23 pages, and trying to edit! I’ll try to finish soon!
DISCLAIMER: I’m pretty certain that there was no yaoi in Rumiko Takahashi’s mind when she did the series, so all of this sick and twisted stuff is really just from my own disgusting imagination…*wicked cackle, wicked cackle*
** = thoughts
*** = new section
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Chapter 2 – The Hierarchy of Life
::I AM INU::
Inuyasha yanked on Kouga’s arm, relishing his cry of pain as the ooyoukai stood again to face him, right arm now pinned above his head, left breaking flesh as he tried to pry Inuyasha’s fierce grip open. Kouga was so besides himself with pain that he didn’t even try to kick or otherwise defend himself from the demon before him.
Full demon Inuyasha was smiling.
This was going to be fun.
A quick jerk brought the wolf away from the agony searing through his right arm and back to the rabid inu in front of him. His dark hair stood on end as he growled a challenge, which was duly ignored by the demon who had the upper hand. Inuyasha simply smirked, dropping his voice an octave so that it would bounce between their bodies and amplify in Kouga’s sensitive ears.
“In every pack, the alpha male proved his worthiness through blood, defeating all challengers. However, it is unwise to kill all healthy and strong beings for the safety of the pack. The old ways call for a fight to the death or abject humiliation of the challenging party. You are lucky that I care enough for the bitch to not want to have you dead.”
“Dammit, mutt, you think I don’t know that? I’m a wolf-demon for Kami’s sake!…”
But even as he used his last few shreds of bravado, Kouga began to crumble inside. The Dog Clan was never known for their mercy and the old ways had been done away with due to their…overzealous interpretation of “humiliation.” He hadn’t expected anything more than a fight to the death, just as he hadn’t expected Inuyasha to turn into a full demon and win. And he certainly hadn’t expected for him to understand the intricacies of the “old way” in any meaningful capacity.
But full demon Inuyasha and half-demon Inuyasha, as he was learning, were two completely different beings. And regardless, Inuyasha was taiyoukai, younger brother to the feared Sesshomaru, Demon Lord of the Western Lands. Kouga hadn’t put that together until he saw the raw bloodlust in Inuyasha’s eyes, and he could curse himself a thousand times over for being so stupid in his underestimating. He always knew that the inu had hidden strength and given his current situation, Kouga realized too late that he had been a fool to seriously challenge the hanyou.
“Of course you know, Kouga. You also know that that then leaves us with the only other solution…”
Inuyasha’s red eyes glinted with evil intensity. The air was thick with tension and anger, and he relished every second of Kouga’s pained body flinching against him. He didn’t know the old ways, not really. But there was a small voice in his head telling him that this was right, that there were multiple ways that he could torture the wolf and assert his dominance without killing or maiming him. He could still be alpha male, still mate with his woman, and still ensure the absolute submission of the ooyoukai in front of him. The small voice was hot in his veins, crawling under his skin to warm his body and sharpen his claws. The small voice was what he would listen to, because for once in his life, Inuyasha felt as if he was in complete…and utter…control…
The air, already pregnant with blood and sweat, grew heavy with a different scent now… Kouga gasped as realization hit him squarely in the face. Cold rivers of sweat ran down his eyes and pooled on his back. Inuyasha didn’t…he couldn’t possibly…
**NO! That way was forbidden centuries ago!**
Eternity expanded in the moment…the moment before. The sun poured brilliantly through compact trees, dappled along packed earth and smoothed rock to bathe the two warriors in an eerily saintly glow. Had Kouga not been bleeding profusely from his right wrist, the two youkai would have made a perfect artist’s rendition of male virility.
Then the moment broke. Inuyasha snarled in rage and his lips crashed onto Kouga’s mouth, splitting them with raw intensity. Kouga jerked his body backwards, but was kept in place by a stone arm. Inuyasha’s tongue swept through his mouth and down his throat, bathing every molar and crevice with his own slick saliva and musky scent of arousal. His fangs nipped the wolf’s tongue, drawing blood, and Kouga finally wailed a traumatized scream that was captured in Inuyasha’s insistent cavern. Every adverse move was met with another bite, until thick rivulets of silky blood dripped down the corner of Kouga’s mouth. He whimpered and backed down, allowing the inu his prize. The kissing game was won hands down.
**This is just the beginning, Kouga…**
While Inuyasha orally raped the wolf with his mouth, he began an erotic assault with his hands, ripping away the soft furs that covered the ooyoukai’s firm frame and supple skin. He dragged a claw across the wolf’s backside, drawing blood and a high-pitched squeal from Kouga, who began squirming away anew and finally broke from Inuyasha’s punishing grip.
The two struggled—Kouga to get away from the silver haired one’s sadistic desires, Inuyasha to complete the ancient ritual of humiliation and enslavement. Inuyasha swung out with his right leg, knocking Kouga to the ground face first, and they wrestled for dominance. Sweat, saliva, and blood mixed as wolf toppled inu, and inu bested wolf. But Kouga was at a liability with a broken right wrist, and after pinning Inuyasha in a headlock, was promptly flipped back onto his stomach and pinned with a knee in his upper back.
“Nice try, wolf.”
Kouga squirmed and fought, snarling as he tried to inhale from Inuyasha’s crushing weight. All he succeeded in doing was breathe in dirt—the hanyou joyfully pushing his upper torso farther and farther into the hard ground as he ripped away his own garments and tossed them to the side.
**At this rate he’s gonna fucking break my ribs…**
Just when the world was going hazy and dark, the foot was removed and Kouga coughed in a sharp breath.
“Dammit, mutt…”
Inuyasha growled in annoyance and bodily slammed the wolf back to the ground. Kouga gasped again—this time from the realization that Inuyasha was completely naked, pressed against him, and…extremely aroused…
::I AM NOT MUTT. I WILL NEVER BE MUTT TO YOU AGAIN.::
Kouga had a smart retort, but a hard, fleshy mass that rubbed in the crevice of his ass told him to keep quiet. He was no mathematician, but he would guess that the size of the flesh that pressed into him was at least 10 inches long. The inu would literally rip him in two. Kouga struggled more violently. The bravado was gone. He was terrified beyond reason now, and ego or no, he couldn’t stand the prospect of being disabled by fucking.
“NO—please…”
Inuyasha ignored the plea, stretching his frame to pin Kouga down. The wolf’s skin was searing to the touch, and he had hardened from fear and adrenaline despite himself. A hot, pink tongue slid up the long column of the wolf’s neck before returning to the cleft in the ooyoukai’s collarbone. Kouga yelped as thick, calloused fingers were thrust into his mouth and withdrawn before he could bite. Saliva glistened in the air for a moment, and before Kouga could register what just happened, he felt the digits trail down and push into his untested rear, stretching him painfully. He struggled against it to no avail—the inu worked the digit slowly but thoroughly in and out of his frame, inserting a second finger to scissor and massage his protesting entrance.
“Gods!”
Kouga gasped from pain and disgrace, and he dragged his body forward slightly to move away from the intruders in his rectum. Inuyasha’s fingers were neither gentle, nor rough, and Kouga began to feel warm as his finger pumped deeper into his relaxing entrance, probing and prodding with a controlled intensity. Inuyasha inserted a third finger, his callouses scraping the tight ring of muscles and then plunging deep. Kouga yelped in surprise and then melted into a low moaning growl as the demon’s hands worked magic in places he never knew he had. When the hanyou grazed his prostate, Kouga’s entire body shot up, hitting Inuyasha squarely in the chest as he emitted a high keening noise.
“Eeeee!”
Inuyasha chuckled darkly and withdrew his fingers to use the last bit of saliva to coat his member, positioning himself roughly between the twin mounds to Kouga’s entrance. The last few minutes had worn his patience to a razor thin line, and his girth throbbed with painful need. Kouga snapped his head back, whimpering, snarling, and whining at his offender, remembering that he was a wolf prince, dammit, and was not to be taken like some simple bitch in heat even as he launched one last plea to the heavens.
**KAMI, PLEASE DON’T LET THIS BE!**
::BEGGING WILL NOT HELP YOU NOW, WOLF::
With that, Inuyasha surged forward, ramming his thick erection into Kouga’s tight hole. The wolf howled, a searing sensation knifing through his backside and splitting him wide. Inuyasha grunted and pulled back slowly to the wolf’s tightly ringed entrance only to thrust back in brutally, eliciting another bloodcurdling cry from his subject below. The earlier preparation did nothing to ease the inu’s entry, and Kouga’s body twitched in unadulterated agony.
::SILENCE, WOLF::
Kouga bit down hard on his lip, drawing blood as the demon hooked sharp claws into his thighs and picked up his pace, the tight canal in his behind now well lubricated with saliva and blood. He was saw stars, his vision fading in multiple colors of red, white, and black as his entire body shrieked from the invasion. Kouga’s thighs convulsed and he found it difficult to support his weight on his arms, bending down to lean his forehead against the hard earth. The inu was breaking him—the merciless thrusting had nothing to do with pleasure and everything to do with control, and his member was growing larger inside of him in preparation to release its seed.
Inuyasha grunted with effort, intent on breaking the back of the wolf prince and forcing his name from his lips. His tunnel was so hot and tight around his dick that it was almost painful, and the hanyou had to concentrate on not cumming immediately. This was about revenge. No more sidling up to Kagome. No more challenges to his honor. At least no more than a show for the others. Kouga yelped beneath him and flexed his muscles, and Inuyasha bit his own lip to prevent the scream of pleasure that rippled through his chest. The pitiful whining sounds that the wolf made only encouraged him further, and Inuyasha rammed harder and deeper into the tight hole, his golden orbs rolling backwards into his head.
**So…fucking…good…**
Kouga’s thighs trembled with strain and his teeth chattered at the assault, until the demon hit something in him that turned his mind into liquid mush and had him seeing pure white rays of pleasure. A primal yowl erupted from Kouga’s throat.
**AH GODSSSS!**
Inuyasha smirked. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he found it again, and now that he knew exactly where Kouga’s sweet spot was, he wasn’t letting up until the wolf yelled his name to the four lands. The friction growing between the two youkai was insane, the battlefield now filled with the slapping sounds of two stone bodies against each other as Kouga began meeting Inuyasha thrust for thrust, trying to get more of the hard member inside of him—get more of the inu’s delectable pleasure/pain…
Reaching around the wolf’s waist, Inuyasha grabbed the semi-erect member and stroked it in merciless tune with his invasion. His breath was hot and intoxicating, caressing Kouga’s neck in a thick haze of sensual lust.
“Mmmm…is it good, Kouga?”
**…I will not… **
“Do you like it, Kouga?”
His head thrashed at the inu command.
**…I cannot…**
“Who do you belong to, Kouga?”
Whimpers met his request, but Inuyasha wasn’t going to let this go. He wanted—demanded—Kouga’s submission before he lost himself. The old ways demanded it. His demon blood demanded it. He was inu and Kouga was not. The wolf would recognize his proper place. Inuyasha willed away the spiraling sensation in his loins and increased his brute thrusting, popping his member fully in and out of the oozing, hot cavern.
::WHO WOLF?!::
**…noooo…**
“Unh…Inu…yasha….” Kouga’s voice was a pained whisper as beautiful and as delicate as a passing winter wind. Too bad for him that Inuyasha hated winter.
“I can’t hear you, Kouga.” A clawed hand reached down and grabbed a fistful of inky locks, pulling hard as the inu growled with displeasure. Kouga’s already arched back bended even more severely to its breaking point—Kouga’s head slammed into Inuyasha’s shoulder as the inu kept it there, rubbing against his chest as the demon humped him ruthlessly.
“dammit…INU…YASHA…” Kouga’s lip trembled, but he pronounced clearly between thrusts, grinding his teeth in shame. The humiliation was obscene.
But it wasn’t enough.
“Fucking pussy. You can do better than that!” Inuyasha’s hand dipped to squeeze the tight ball sac that had begun to twitch slightly with one hand while the other scooted between Kouga’s thighs and pressed the spot beneath the wolf’s sac ever so slightly. Electric currents ran straight through the wolf’s head, paralyzing his muscles as the inu rammed him mercilessly from behind. Kouga’s breath hitched and he finally gave in to the demon breaking him.
“FUUUUCKINUYASHA!!!”
An earsplitting howl of completion rang through the forest and thick ribbons of creamy essence shot from Kouga’s member and coated the packed earth. Inuyasha roared as the ooyoukai’s tunnel immobilized his member and sunk his fangs deep into Kouga’s shoulder. This was not a carefully placed mark of love to be reciprocated. This was a mark of possession and dominance, one-sided in its effects and meaning. Kouga could have no mate until he was released from Inuyasha’s hold, and attempts to mate with others would be incredibly painful for the wolf, though not for Inuyasha.
But for that moment, none of it mattered to Kouga, who was afloat on a cloud of blissful oblivion. The two collapsed in a sweat-covered mass, chests heaving for breath. Inuyasha gradually removed his limp member from the wolf’s abused opening and began to lave Kouga’s body slowly, savoring his post-orgasmic tremors and shuddering whimpers of satiation. Calloused hands turned Kouga over to inspect his face and lick the blood from the corners of his mouth and across his cheeks. It seemed like forever that the hanyou claimed him, his tongue slowly traveling from face to neck, chest to arms, legs, hands and feet.
He was almost…affectionate.
But Kouga knew what this was—he was canine, after all. Inuyasha was marking what was his—first with teeth, then with scent, and finally with tongue. Once he was finished, there would not be a single piece of Kouga that any being knew better. Not even his own mother would know him the way that the hanyou would.
His demon now sated, red receded to gold as Inuyasha whispered low into Kouga’s ear. Never would anyone have told him that he would have bedded a man, even if it were for honorable reasons. But more importantly, no one would ever have convinced him that he would have like it.
“Kouga, you are mine. You owe your life to me and I may demand it of you one day. For now, you will bow to me. There is not a day when you will not know who has tamed you and who you belong to. I have marked you as mine and you will act accordingly. When we cross paths, you will scout a suitable location and I will have you. Do you understand?”
All Kouga could do was nod numbly. He could barely feel from the waist down, though he was healing already. It would take a few days before he’d be able to make it back to the pack with his other injuries, and he could only hope that the smell of inu was not too deeply embedded into his blood. If so, he would be rejected and hunted by his own kind—an outcast from his only home. Damn. This truly is the old way. To be hunted and killed by your own.
He was broken.
As if reading his mind, the silver-haired demon narrowed on his prey, mere millimeters away from the sensitive skin of Kouga’s ear.
“You need not worry, wolf. I don’t want you dead. Yet.”
With that, and a strange flourish of his hand, Kouga felt the inu scent fade and disappear from his person with the exception of the sweat that covered his skin in a thin film. Kouga looked at the demon in pure surprise. He hadn’t known that Inuyasha could do that. Shit, there’s a lot a don’t know about what Inuyasha can do…
::YOU’RE RIGHT, WOLF. NOW BATHE AND RETURN TO YOUR PACK.::
Inuyasha turned to leave, Tetsusaiga propped on one shoulder, a victory swagger in his step. When he glanced back, it was with his brilliant golden gaze, replete with more than a little smugness and triumph.
“Feh…act right and I may be nicer to you next time…”
Kouga stared down at the ground as Inuyasha left.
Inuyasha…his master…
Kouga stood up to his full height, wincing and limping from soreness. He could smell water nearby—hopefully it was a hot spring that he could soak in to loosen his tense muscles. Things could have been much worse, but the hanyou had taken some pity to try to prepare him. And he had not followed the old ways to the letter and fucked him in front of his pack, for which he would be eternally grateful. At least he was still allowed the veneer of alpha with his own.
He tried hard not to think of the hard body that had hovered above him and thrust inside of him without mercy. He tried to forget the feeling of abject humiliation and wounded pride. Or the incredible bliss that came from each tantalizing thrust against his sweet spot that he now admitted that he looked forward to feeling again. Even with the bumps and bruises, he had to admit that that had been…
**FUCKING GOOD.**
Kouga smiled despite himself. Though he had lost Kagome forever, he knew one thing that brightened him considerably.
He’d now get laid regularly for the rest of his days.
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A/N2: That’s it! Minor challenge to anyone who wants to do a number of Inu/Kouga or Inu/Kouga/Miroku/Sesshomaru (note: not necessarily all at the same time) continuations. This isn’t the best yaoi (that goes hands down to Kougas_Hentai_Lover), I tried and I think it could be interesting from a PWP standpoint. Sorry this sucks, but hope you enjoyed!