The Choices We Make

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Epilogue



Ok everyone here it is. The last part of story I guess. I put a poll up in a few places to see if the story should take place in the near future or far future and with a result of about 1,000,000 to 2 we’ll have a near future ending.



Here it is-



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15 years after the death of Naraku



The day was damn near perfect as far as Kouga was concerned. I was mid-spring now and the sun was shining brightly in the sky; warming the land with its golden rays.



There was a slight breeze coming off the mountains that was just strong enough to ruffle the trees and keep the temperature mild and humidity down.



Currently Kouga found himself spread out across a large rock, situated next to the river that he and his childhood love had once played in. His armor was lumped together next to him and his furred pelt was open; exposing his entire backside to the warm light.



There was only one thing missing; one thing needed to make this the perfect day. His mate; Inuyasha had been called to a gather of daiyoukai and Kouga missed him terribly. It had been over a week now and still the alpha-lord still had not returned. Kouga could only assume that his mate’s diplomatic skills (or lack of) were responsible for his prolonged absence.



Who woulda figured? After defeating Naraku, Inuyasha managed to drive all the hostile demons out of the north, bring help to the ailing packs and secure his position as ruler; all in one lunar cycle no less. But the simple task of speaking in a calm, polite manner seemed to escape the hanyou.



Kouga still had the scar from the first time Sesshomaru turned up to “chat” with his brother. Those two idio…



“Papa…” came a quiet voice, interrupting the uke-wolf’s thoughts. Lifting his head from his arms, Kouga saw his son standing before him. At 15 years the pup was just a little older than a toddler but was already old enough to learn how much fun trouble could be. Still, Kouga had to admit that despite being a handful, the runt was exceptionally cute. The same white hair that his father had; but more shaggy and unruly. He also usually wore that innocent/curious expression which made it impossible to remain angry at him.



“What is it, Sano?” Kouga asked seeing the pup was upset.



“Make Miroku stop!” The small demon said simply.



Craning his neck, Kouga looked at Sano’s (normally) favorite playmate and closest friend. The offspring of Ginta and Hakkaku was currently sitting quietly next to the rushing water; obviously trying to look as pure and guiltless as possible. Every few seconds the speckled-haired boy would glance at them; checking to see just how much trouble he might be in.



“So what’d he do?” The older ookami asked.



Leaning forward and lowering his voice to a whisper, Sano answered.



“He keeps calling me ‘Fuzzy-Butt’.



Kouga had to struggle to keep from laughing. His son had actually managed to inherit his old nickname. “Oh he does, does he? Well pup, come here and let me tell you a little secret.”



The white-haired boy leaned even closer; visibly interested to learn some special, intimate knowledge.



“He’s just jealous of your tail.” His birth-father said. “He’s sad because he wants one too. Everyone wants a tail, even your father does.”



“Really?!” Answered Sano incredulously. He turned and looked at the furry appendage, almost as if he was noticing it for the first time.



“Yep, it’s true. But we can’t ever let on that we know or they’ll feel even sadder.” Kouga responded, still trying not to laugh. “Now go back and play with your friend…And try to keep clean or it’ll be bath-night for you.”



“Ok, Papa!” Yelled Sano happily, once again worry free and no longer bothered about his new nickname.



And so Kouga watched helplessly as his son ran and tackled Miroku…right into a soft patch of mud.



*Sigh bath-time tonight* Thought the adult wolf as the two younglings wrestled and rolled in the wet muck; laughing hysterically. Kouga couldn’t help but speculate about their relationship. Best friends obviously; maybe something more in the future, but who could say?



Sano and Miroku…



The uke-wolf grimaced a little at that name. Why Ginta and Hakkaku had chosen to name their son after that monk was a mystery. How those three had managed to remain friends after Naraku’s death was an even bigger one. Oh sure the brothers claimed that Miroku’s many visits were due to him wanting to learn tracking skills and that they wanted to learn some kind of mediation techniques.



But their former alpha did buy it for a second. First of all, those two wolves couldn’t track the sun as it moved across the sky. As for meditating, well…Ginta and Hakkaku must be pretty bad students because the monk looked almost ragged after every session.



In fact, it was because of one of these sessions that Kouga found himself playing babysitter rather than leading a hunting party. The monk had turned up unexpectedly this morning and the brothers up and all but dragged him into the forest. Leaving Kouga to deal with two wild pups who wanted to go swimming outside the den.



Taking a deep breath, the ookami mentally shook his thoughts away and went back to relaxing under the sun. He contently watched the children playing; unaware that he too was being watched.





******deeper in the forest*****



Fifteen years. Fifteen years since Miroku had first been taken by his ‘masters’ and even now his heart still thundered in chest every time they met.



He could feel it now as he sat sandwiched between Ginta and Hakkaku. Slowing lifting and lowering himself on the dominant demon’s dick, while using his own body to stimulate Ginta. The wolves had already climaxed twice they had first stripped the monk of his clothing and now said monk was desperate for his own release.



He would beg for it if only Ginta would leave him alone long enough for him to speak. Unfortunately, the grey and black haired wolf was addicted to the Miroku’s mouth. If the two of them weren’t kissing, then Ginta was gently guiding his cock in and out of the hoshii’s mouth.



The poor mortal was moaning around the tongue that kept twisting and wrapping around his own when Hakkaku’s arms tightened against his waist. He felt his body being pulled back until he was sitting completely on his master’s lap. Experience told Miroku that Hakkaku was about to cum…again.



Sure enough, the spiky-haired demon nipped down on the monk’s shoulder and started humping as best he could. Wave after wave of hot, sticky cum flowed into Miroku’s well-used ass, but Hakkaku wasn’t finished yet. He wanted to put on a little show for his brother.



Pulling his pet away from his mate, he lowered himself to the ground; allowing the human to rest on top of him; pushing has hard as possible he emptied himself as deep as possible. Raising his head, the wolf latched on to his pet’s neck and began sucking hard enough to leave a rather distinguishable bruise.



Miroku hated it when they marked his neck; it always led to questions from Inuyasha and Sango…especially Sango. The lecher had lost count of the number of times that this little ‘arrangement’ had almost been discovered. Miroku had considered ending it several times; even tried to after the first of his four daughters had been born. He swore to settle down and remain faithful to his wife.



He lasted almost one lunar cycle before running back to the mountains and his waiting masters.



And now here he was, pressing his neck into the sucking mouth, ensuring that the bruise would be even darker than usual. Because deep down he loved belonging to his wolves as much as they loved ‘owning’ him.



Opening his eyes, Miroku watched Ginta jerking himself off. He loved the way the wolf did it. Slow and seductive, every move was deliberately meant to torture anyone watching with horniness. After several minutes, Ginta’s eyes rolled up and his back arched. Then several long ropes of warm seed sprayed across Miroku’s stomach, chest and lips as the wolf panted and humped his hand.



“Oh, Miroku,” Ginta purred as he bent over the monk’s body and licked the cum covered lips. “Watching Hakkaku breed you is one of the most beautiful things in this world.”



“Please…” Miroku pleaded, finding his voice.



“Oh what’s wrong pet?” Hakkaku wondered, releasing the human’s neck. “Is there something you want?”



“Yes, yessss can I….finish?” Asked the revved up monk.



“Yeah sure you can…Hey can we do it the special way?” Asked the seme, lapping at the mark he had made.



Miroku groaned a little. Their ‘special way’ was the most humiliating, and yet oddly, the most pleasurable method of getting him to cum. But he rapidly shook his head yes and let Ginta to pull him to his feet.



Wrapping his arms around the uke-wolf’s body, the monk began to kiss him again. For a time nothing happened, then a sound of rushing air and…



*WHAM!!*



The human all but screamed into the demon’s mouth as Hakkaku started spanking his already sore ass.



*WHAM!* Came another hit and more of Miroku’s breath was sucked from his body by Ginta. Then came the hands; a pair of wonderful hands gently squeezing his balls and stroking his dick. And with each spank those hands became firmer; bring Miroku closer to his release.



As both the spanking and stimulation continued to increase, the monk began to cry, whether from the pain or the pleasure even he didn’t know. Soon he was madly thrusting into the hands then pushing back to receive another hit. Never once did his lips leave his master’s. And then he came, releasing all this pent up fluids right into Ginta’s crotch. He broke their kiss and yelled with winded breaths while his masters held him in place.



Once he was finally spent, the human was lowered to his knees and without being asked, he leaned forward and began to lick his cooling mess from Ginta’s member and sac. He didn’t stop until he had brought the wolf off one more time.



The three companions soon found themselves on the laying on the ground embracing each other. Miroku could feel their bodies moving against his; spreading their cum as much as possible. He knew they instinctively wanted him covered in their scents, even if it was just for a little while.



“That was perfect.” Hakkaku said with a contented sigh. “I’m thinking about not letting you go back to the human village this time.”



The monk smiled. The seme-wolf said that every time and every time Miroku half-believed him to be serious. Truth was, he had often wondered when the wolves would tire of him. They hadn’t aged a day since they first met all those years ago. While he, though still in his prime, was no longer a child; he was a full grown man.



But every time these thoughts surfaced he remembered what they told him after his second daughter had been born. The brothers had told that he would always look the same to them and that they’d never let him go…even after a 150 years.



“We should head back soon.” Ginta said addressing both his mate and lover/pet. “Before Kouga kills our son.”



“We have a little more time.” Hakkaku responded, placing the head of his member at Miroku backdoor. “But when we do get back, it’s straight to the baths, little pet. You smell more like a well-bred bitch than a human.





*****Back at the river******



The sun had reached its peak awhile back and was now beginning to wane slightly.



*Probably time to go* concluded Kouga, noting that the wind had picked up a little. Moving his hands to his pelt, he was just about to close it around his exposed rear when something landed on his back.



Surprise and shock ran through the wolf’s body and he attempted to buck off whatever it was when a voice spoke.



“Yo.”



“Arg Inuyasha!” The agitated wolf yelled. “How do you always manage to sneak up on me?! Get off my back!”



Inuyasha laughed and rolled to the wolf’s side. “It’s no mystery. I just wait for you to get that dreamy look in your eyes, then I pounce.” Leaning forward, the hanyou nibbled his mate’s ear. “Mmmmmm, I missed you.”



The wolf tilted his head closer to his mate, enjoying the attention. “I missed you too. What took so long? You and your brother start fighting again?”



“Only once this time; didn’t even draw swords. I think he’s either starting to like more or even he can’t find a reason to fight when we actually agree on something.”



“Agreed on what?” Asked Kouga, shaking a little when his mate traced a sharp finger down his spine.



“About the humans. Some of the lords wanted to obliterate their villages. Keep them from getting to great in numbers. But Sesshomaru and I convinced ‘em not to."



For a moment Inuyasha was silent, and then he continued.



“I also went to see Kagome. She’s happy. Works at her shrine and as some kinda healer.”



“Oh.” Was all Kouga wanted to say. Kagome was always going to be a sore subject for the both of them; best to leave it alone.



“You know, I really did miss you…a lot.” Inuyasha said again, this time squeezing his wolf’s ass and spreading his cheeks.



“Are you serious?” Asked the uke-wolf, feeling something hard pressing against his thigh. “Your son is right over there with his best friend.”



But Inuyasha was already using his free hand to loosen this clothing. “So? We’ll just tell him that we’re wrestling; just like last time.”



“I don’t think he believed us last tim-uhhhh!” Kouga unconsciously thrust his rear into the air and lifted his tail when Inuyasha’s wandering fingers began massaging his hole.



“Are you sure you want me to stop?” The seme asked.



“Noooooo…” was the wolf’s only response.



“Didn’t think so.”



The hanyou-lord slide down his mates body to the little hole that he was been teasing. After over a week of celibacy, the Inu was going to give it quite a workout. But first he needed to prepare the little opening.



Lowering his mouth between the twin cheeks, Inuyasha ran his tongue over the surface of the little bud; his mate’s moans were like music. Slowly he pushed it open and went as deep as possible.



Kouga tried to keep his body relaxed but feeling his lover’s tongue wiggle around inside of him made it impossible. Reaching down, the former pet gently rubbed his ridged member and heavy balls. It wasn’t long before his hands were slick with precum. Oh that amazing tongue.



“He’s ready* Inuyasha thought as he gave the hold one final ‘kiss’ before withdrawing. Kicking off the rest of his clothing, he covered the wolf’s body with his own. Lining his cock up, he simultaneously bit down on Kouga’s mating mark and hilted himself.



The hanyou let out a muffled moan as the tight passage embraced him. Slowly he pulled in and out; wanting to last as long as possible. Using his weight he trapped Kouga’s hands below their bodies, effectively preventing his mate from pleasuring himself.



Inuyasha kept the pace slow despite his mate pleading for more. Until at last the seme was ready to move on. “What do you want?” He asked.



“Breed me, hard!” Kouga responded.



Pulling out suddenly, Inuyasha lifted and flipped his mate onto his back. Thrusting back into Kouga’s firm ass, he kissed the wolf and bent his head down slightly. Finding one of his mate’s erect nipples, Inuyasha took it into his mouth and began to suck. Prior to the birth of Sano, Kouga chest had already been pretty sensitive; but now all the hanyou had to do was touch one of the little red nubs to make his wolf melt into his arms.



“Oh, oh, oh!” Kouga yelped, grabbing Inuyasha’s head to keep it right where it was. He could feel his mutt’s tongue swirl around his right nipple; every few seconds a fang would graze the tender flesh, making the wolf clench down on the dick filling his ass. These were the moments which Kouga wanted to last forever. Inuyasha would dominate and yet serve him; bringing them both bliss. How could he ever refuse his mate?



Inuyasha worked over his mate’s chest while at the same time massaging that special spot inside of Kouga. It wasn’t long before they both came.



The submissive wolf’s cock, sandwiched between their bodies, leaked it’s fluids over their stomachs before dripping down and soiling the ookami’s pelt. Inuyasha released a generous amount of cum into Kouga; so much so that it took several minutes before he was ready withdraw.



Resting next to his exhausted mate, the hanyou went back to kissing the wolf; though more gently and loving this time. “I never want to be a part from you for that long again.” He said pulling Kouga close to him.



Kouga just kissed him in response, then he laid back only to jump forward again when his butt met something cold and slimy. Looking down he saw that his furs were covered in the sticky cum leaking from his ass. “Great you ruined my furs.” The wolf said accusingly. “What am I going to wear back to the den?”



Inuyasha wasn’t sure whether Kouga was actually upset or not. To be honest, he didn’t really care. He was too busy whipping the rest of the cum across his mate’s ass. “Don’t worry about it.” He muttered as he moved on Kouga’s cock and sac; placing his scent on his bitch so that everyone with a nose knew that the alpha had returned home. “You can wear my hitoe until we get back to the castle. Besides, it’s not all mine, you know.”



Kouga could only smirk at the truth of his mate’s statement. “So should we head back now?” He asked noting the setting sun. “The elders probably have a list of things to talk to you about…I’ve kinda been avoiding them.”



“Keh!” Answered Inuyasha. “They can survive a little while longer without me. Besides, I’m not finished with you yet.” And with that he pulled his wolf onto him, so that Kouga was straddling him. His mate grinned at him and lifted himself to his knees and then sank back down on the Inu’s reawakened member. Slowly the uke started to fuck himself on his seme’s dick; both of them loving each other and completely unaware that they were being watched.



*****In the trees above them*****



“You’re right, Sano. They don’t look like their wrestling to me.” The wolf-pup addressed his friend in a whisper.



“Then what are they doing? It looks like it hurts.” Answered Sano.



“I dunno,” Miroku replied watching the scene below them. “but I see my parents doing it with Uncle all the time when they think I’m asleep. Uncle Miroku cries sometimes but he always asks for more. Maybe we should ask the Old Man about it.”



Sano considered for a moment, his tail swishing a little as he thought. “Maybe but great-granpa says so many weird things, who knows if he’s telling the truth. It’s stupid, if it hurts then why do they keep doing it so much?”



Miroku peered down at the mating couple and took a deep breath through his nose; almost immediately he leaned back and shook his head wildly. “It smells weird too.” He said covering his nose. “But they sound like they like it, a really lot.”



The two pups glanced down once more then as one looked back at each other and in quick, high voices asked:



“Wanna try it?”









Well there it is. Probably the very last chapter of Choices. I hope you like it because I didn’t really plan much of it beyond the beginning. I wasn’t even going to have much of Miroku and the brothers beyond a few sentences but then I went back and read the reviews and I realized that a huge portion of readers really liked them.



Maybe someone should consider writing a full-blown master/pet one-shot involving those three.



Ok, there are a few unanswered reviews from the previous chapter so here are the answers:



Milana Despana: Thanks for the great review. I hope you like this update.



Dnight- Here you go



Bishbeau- Thanks, enjoy-



Zak- I was really trying to throw a surprise or two into the last chapter. I don’t know about you but if I can figure out what’s going to happen to whom well before the end of the story; the whole experience is kind of lessened.



You’ve been reading all of this on your phone? Wow, congratz on getting the computer internet back. Keep writing your stories and post them asap.





Well that’s it everyone. I’m posting this right after I give it a quick spell check. If you see a possible mistake, just let post it.



Bye