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Together with Family
A/N Okay, I'm coming down with a little cold, so I figure I'd better put this up now so I don't forget the next couple days!
Summary: Kouga and sango
Theme: together, family
All the following warnings MAY apply to all chapters, but WILL apply at sometime in the story: MPREG, anal, oral, humor, N/C, H/C, hand job, blow job, WAFF, M/M, Rim, Spanking (mild)
Chapter 12 - Together with Family
“You look like shit, monk. Who’s ass did ya grab this time? And why the hell didn’t you stop it, dog shit? You know it always upsets Sango when the dumb lech gets the holy hell beat out of him.”
The loud, ringing voice woke Miroku as he drowsed in Inuyasha’s arms. He blinked blearily in faint light of dawn, in what he hoped was the right direction. Kouga, he thought with a stab of hopeful expectation. Inuyasha must have walked through the entire night. And he hadn’t lost control.
Thank Buddha.
“Butt out, ya mangy wolf.” Inuyasha’s voice sounded exhausted rather than truly angry. As Miroku watched, he could just focus enough to see Kouga shake his head as he snorted.
“Kinda hard to do when you come sneaking into my territory like this. Hell, we haven’t had you guys over since Sango and me first mated. And she thinks of you like family, you dumbasses. She’s gonna wanna know why you’re here. You don’t wanna share, then you shouldn’t have come by.”
“It’s not like I’d wanna come anywhere near your flea-bitten ass, you-“
“It’s lovely to see you again,” Miroku interrupted, poking a finger into Inuyasha’s stomach. He wriggled, trying to make Inuyasha release him and ended up held even more tightly. He hissed under his breath. “For Buddha’s sake, let me down, Inuyasha.”
His friend complied with a growl, letting his legs sink to the ground slowly enough that Miroku could hold his rags in front of his groin to keep what little modesty he had still in intact. He kept his backside pressed against Inuyasha.
It felt a bit like hiding a piece of meat in a panther’s mouth, but he really didn’t want to expose that part of himself to Sango at the moment. It felt far too…risqué. She was more like a sister now, than anything else.
As Sango emerged from the nearest cave and came up behind Kouga, she glanced at both of them carefully, her eyebrows rising. Miroku felt himself begin to flush as she looked up and down his nearly nude body. It was really, really uncomfortable, getting that look from her. Sister, he reminded himself, flushing more deeply as approval registered in her eyes.
Inuyasha and Kouga both growled. Kouga wrapped his hand over Sango’s eyes and Inuyasha shoved Miroku behind him. They both spoke at the same time.
“Cover yourself up, monk.”
Sango laughed, pulling at Kouga’s hand and kissing him on the cheek while she called him a jealous idiot. Miroku grumbled to himself, trying to tie a few scraps together and not coming up with anything much more decent than before. Inuyasha glanced behind him, scowled as he looked him up and down, and took off his suikan to toss at him.
“Use this,” he said gruffly, turning back to glare at Kouga until Miroku came out from behind him.
He felt ridiculous. A few large pieces left from his osode and kesa were tied together around his hips; they hung in ragged strips to his knees. Inuyasha’s vividly colored top hung around his shoulders, slightly over his hands, and half-way down the rags to cover his backside a little more thoroughly. His calves and feet were bare, and his hair hung down in tangles around his face.
He knew he looked ridiculous when Sango started to giggle again.
“Miroku, what on earth did you do to yourself?” she finally asked.
“It’s a long story,” he said shortly. “And I really need to talk to Kouga about it. Privately.”
“What?” Inuyasha stared at him as though he’d grown a second head. “What the fuck are you talking about something like that with the cur for? It’s none of his fucking business!”
“He might know something.”
“Well you’re sure as hell not goin’ alone somewhere with him, monk.”
Miroku sighed. What in the world was eating at Inuyasha now? “Inuyasha, it would be better to discuss this privately…”
“Tough shit. It ain’t happening.” Inuyasha crossed his arms and glared, scowling so deeply his lips almost pouted. “You wanted to come here, fine. But that’s it.”
“Inuyasha, I need to talk to Kouga…”
“Then do it here.”
Miroku looked over at Sango’s interested face and flushed deeply. There was no way in all the provinces that he was going to have a discussion of the past few weeks out in public where everyone would find out what had been happening. If he had to talk to Sango about it in the end, so be it, but right now when he stood in front of her, he knew he was going to do his utmost to avoid that possibility.
“Inuyasha,” he growled under his breath, turning to face him completely. “I am not about to talk about something this…personal…in front of the entire pack!”
Inuyasha glared back at him and spoke in a low tone. “Well, I’m not about to let you act like an idiot and go off alone with Kouga. Fuck – you’re the only one in the whole group he hasn’t tried to steal. I don’t trust him.”
Miroku blinked at that. Inuyasha was afraid that…? He almost laughed.
“Inuyasha, you can’t really think that he’d try anything? He has Sango already,” he whispered. “He likes women.”
“Right now he does, but you never know. He’s a fucking asshole.”
“Inuyasha, really now…”
Inuyasha’s lips compressed and he shook his head stubbornly. “Uh uh.”
With a huge sigh, Miroku glanced back at the now fascinated couple staring at them, along with the small group of ookami behind them, and his shoulders fell.
How was he going to get to talk to Kouga now?!
Summary: Kouga and sango
Theme: together, family
All the following warnings MAY apply to all chapters, but WILL apply at sometime in the story: MPREG, anal, oral, humor, N/C, H/C, hand job, blow job, WAFF, M/M, Rim, Spanking (mild)
Chapter 12 - Together with Family
“You look like shit, monk. Who’s ass did ya grab this time? And why the hell didn’t you stop it, dog shit? You know it always upsets Sango when the dumb lech gets the holy hell beat out of him.”
The loud, ringing voice woke Miroku as he drowsed in Inuyasha’s arms. He blinked blearily in faint light of dawn, in what he hoped was the right direction. Kouga, he thought with a stab of hopeful expectation. Inuyasha must have walked through the entire night. And he hadn’t lost control.
Thank Buddha.
“Butt out, ya mangy wolf.” Inuyasha’s voice sounded exhausted rather than truly angry. As Miroku watched, he could just focus enough to see Kouga shake his head as he snorted.
“Kinda hard to do when you come sneaking into my territory like this. Hell, we haven’t had you guys over since Sango and me first mated. And she thinks of you like family, you dumbasses. She’s gonna wanna know why you’re here. You don’t wanna share, then you shouldn’t have come by.”
“It’s not like I’d wanna come anywhere near your flea-bitten ass, you-“
“It’s lovely to see you again,” Miroku interrupted, poking a finger into Inuyasha’s stomach. He wriggled, trying to make Inuyasha release him and ended up held even more tightly. He hissed under his breath. “For Buddha’s sake, let me down, Inuyasha.”
His friend complied with a growl, letting his legs sink to the ground slowly enough that Miroku could hold his rags in front of his groin to keep what little modesty he had still in intact. He kept his backside pressed against Inuyasha.
It felt a bit like hiding a piece of meat in a panther’s mouth, but he really didn’t want to expose that part of himself to Sango at the moment. It felt far too…risqué. She was more like a sister now, than anything else.
As Sango emerged from the nearest cave and came up behind Kouga, she glanced at both of them carefully, her eyebrows rising. Miroku felt himself begin to flush as she looked up and down his nearly nude body. It was really, really uncomfortable, getting that look from her. Sister, he reminded himself, flushing more deeply as approval registered in her eyes.
Inuyasha and Kouga both growled. Kouga wrapped his hand over Sango’s eyes and Inuyasha shoved Miroku behind him. They both spoke at the same time.
“Cover yourself up, monk.”
Sango laughed, pulling at Kouga’s hand and kissing him on the cheek while she called him a jealous idiot. Miroku grumbled to himself, trying to tie a few scraps together and not coming up with anything much more decent than before. Inuyasha glanced behind him, scowled as he looked him up and down, and took off his suikan to toss at him.
“Use this,” he said gruffly, turning back to glare at Kouga until Miroku came out from behind him.
He felt ridiculous. A few large pieces left from his osode and kesa were tied together around his hips; they hung in ragged strips to his knees. Inuyasha’s vividly colored top hung around his shoulders, slightly over his hands, and half-way down the rags to cover his backside a little more thoroughly. His calves and feet were bare, and his hair hung down in tangles around his face.
He knew he looked ridiculous when Sango started to giggle again.
“Miroku, what on earth did you do to yourself?” she finally asked.
“It’s a long story,” he said shortly. “And I really need to talk to Kouga about it. Privately.”
“What?” Inuyasha stared at him as though he’d grown a second head. “What the fuck are you talking about something like that with the cur for? It’s none of his fucking business!”
“He might know something.”
“Well you’re sure as hell not goin’ alone somewhere with him, monk.”
Miroku sighed. What in the world was eating at Inuyasha now? “Inuyasha, it would be better to discuss this privately…”
“Tough shit. It ain’t happening.” Inuyasha crossed his arms and glared, scowling so deeply his lips almost pouted. “You wanted to come here, fine. But that’s it.”
“Inuyasha, I need to talk to Kouga…”
“Then do it here.”
Miroku looked over at Sango’s interested face and flushed deeply. There was no way in all the provinces that he was going to have a discussion of the past few weeks out in public where everyone would find out what had been happening. If he had to talk to Sango about it in the end, so be it, but right now when he stood in front of her, he knew he was going to do his utmost to avoid that possibility.
“Inuyasha,” he growled under his breath, turning to face him completely. “I am not about to talk about something this…personal…in front of the entire pack!”
Inuyasha glared back at him and spoke in a low tone. “Well, I’m not about to let you act like an idiot and go off alone with Kouga. Fuck – you’re the only one in the whole group he hasn’t tried to steal. I don’t trust him.”
Miroku blinked at that. Inuyasha was afraid that…? He almost laughed.
“Inuyasha, you can’t really think that he’d try anything? He has Sango already,” he whispered. “He likes women.”
“Right now he does, but you never know. He’s a fucking asshole.”
“Inuyasha, really now…”
Inuyasha’s lips compressed and he shook his head stubbornly. “Uh uh.”
With a huge sigh, Miroku glanced back at the now fascinated couple staring at them, along with the small group of ookami behind them, and his shoulders fell.
How was he going to get to talk to Kouga now?!