Predictable

© Salome Wilde, 2008

Predictable, Part III

Offering a disgusted snort, Inuyasha loudly declared his intention to leave immediately. No way was he going to stay and watch Koga’s revolting behavior. Especially because, he suddenly noted, the black-tailed wolf yokai on the bottom was actually moving his hips back into Koga and huffing away. Did that weak little puppy actually like being Koga’s bitch? And he did not seem to care at all that Inuyasha was watching them! Sick, he concluded definitively, even as his cock disagreed. He reached a hand down and punched himself between the legs. The pain was so harsh it made him see stars, but at least it brought down that damned erection. And fortunately, Koga was so busy “defeating” the worthless pup beneath him that he hadn’t seen Inuyasha’s little act of self-violence. But damn, Koga sure was winning the fight! Koga’s hands dug possessively into the bare ass beneath him, his hips were going a mile a minute, and his grin was greedy and wide. Inuyasha wondered whether he could move as fast, or whether it was the jewel shards that turned Koga into such a fuck-machine. In either case, it was an impressive display. No wonder his own ass still hurt. He swore at himself for continuing to watch and turned away, determined not to get another boner from seeing even one more second of this foul display. But as he moved, something beside the wolves, sparkling in the light, caught his eye. What the hell was it? He squinted and made out a tiny clay pot, filled with a pale golden liquid. Oil? Was that bastard using oil on that worthless little whelp’s ass?! When he’d taken Inuyasha he hadn’t used oil, not even spit! He’d just kept pushing until Inuyasha’s muscles gave way and let him in. It had torn Inuyasha up and that rat Koga didn’t even care! Hell, he enjoyed it! Inuyasha ground his teeth. His redoubled his pledge of vengeance as he stalked off, cock and ass both sore now.

Downstream, Inuyasha kicked stones and listened to the trickle of the water while he nursed his anger. Certainly, Koga would be weakened after his exploits with that inferior little beggar, and Inuyasha could take advantage of that. He thought back a few days, remembering how Koga’s whole demeanor had changed when he’d finally withdrawn and rolled off Inuyasha’s back. He’d laughed and panted and expressed a desire for some of those crispy potato things Kagome had once given him. Inuyasha had snarled and sworn and punched the sprawled wolf in the head and back, but Koga hadn’t even seemed to notice. “Damn, that felt good, mutt,” Koga had concluded, catching his breath. “I oughta do it more often.”

“Not on my ass, you won’t,” Inuyasha had snapped back.

“Hurt, huh?” Koga had casually replied, rolling onto his side to face his wounded foe. Inuyasha was lying on his back, arms folded across his chest. Koga had propped himself up on an elbow and looked quizzically into Inuyasha’s eyes. “Yeah, too dry. I shoulda spit,” he’d said, winking. “But you’ll get used to it. Probably never been fucked, eh?”

Inuyasha had turned over and screamed into Koga’s smug face: “Of course not, you idiot! Who the hell would let someone do something like that to them on purpose?”

Koga had smiled and shrugged. Then, he’d hoisted his trim frame from the ground and began to put his armor back on. Inuyasha had followed suit, more slowly and carefully because of his sore ass. “Anyhow, see ya ’round,” Koga had said once he was fully dressed. He’d spun off in his usual messy dirt whirlwind. Inuyasha had coughed and lay back down. What the hell had just happened?

Inuyasha’s reverie was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Koga, standing before him and looking down, smiling. He was stripped to the waist, and Inuyasha could not help but notice how the sweat on his flat-muscled frame glinted in the sun. He shook his head once to clear it, and blurted out, “Finished so soon, reprobate?”

Koga laughed. “Yeah, you really ruined it, Inuyasha. After you showed up, all I could think about was how much more fun it would be to have you again. That jerk didn’t even try to fight me. I told him to go home or I’d tell his whole tribe what I’d done to him.” He smiled and cocked his head, “You know, once you get used to that inu smell of yours, it’s not bad.”

Inuyasha leapt up and launched himself at Koga. Koga swiftly sidestepped to avoid the hurtling body of his opponent, but tripped over a rock and fell backwards into the shallow river. Inuyasha scrambled to take advantage of the opportunity, and soon the two were thrashing and rolling, Inuyasha’s claws trying to find purchase in the slender wolf’s slippery body and Koga wriggling to keep out of harm’s way.

“Come on,” Inuyasha yapped. “Stop playing games and fight!”

Koga disentangled himself fully and rose into a crouched position. “You wanna get serious, huh, Inuyasha?” Using his enhanced speed, he threw himself at the incensed hanyo and soon had him flat on his back and neatly pinned. “This time,” he said, as the stunned Inuyasha struggled and looked up at his vanquisher, “let’s try it facing each other.” He brought his face an inch from Inuyasha’s and licked a wide swath up his cheek. Inuyasha growled fiercely and bucked his hips. His cock was rigid. “Ah, you want me to ride it, huh? Not likely, mutt. But hey, before I fuck you, you wanna kiss?” He brought his lips down on Inuyasha’s with crushing force, pressing into him and then prying his mouth open with his tongue. He thrust it around, ran it over Inuyasha’s teeth and fangs, tried to engage Inuyasha’s own passive tongue, then withdrew. “I’ve never done that before,” Koga said happily, sitting back. “Not bad.”

Inuyasha’s face was beet red and he longed to be able to punch Koga full in the face. But at the same time, he couldn’t help thinking that the stupid wolf just didn’t know how to kiss. It was supposed to be gentle and soft, like when Kikyo used to kiss him. He struggled to free an arm while a bemused Koga continued to sit on his groin.

“You’re pretty hard down there, dogboy,” Koga chuckled. He felt between his own legs. “Heh, me, too.”

Inuyasha got his arm loose and grabbed Koga by the hair. “Idiot! This is how you kiss.” He pulled him in and pressed their lips together again but less bruisingly than when Koga had forced it, just tight enough to feel the heat and the pressure. He kept his mouth closed and moved his head minutely, just enough to enjoy the shifting texture. Koga made a soft purring sound and ground gently into Inuyasha’s pelvis, and Inuyasha parted his lips and licked Koga’s mouth. Koga opened for him and awaited Inuyasha’s tongue, which the hanyo eagerly offered. The two kissed hungrily, tasting and enjoying each other for long, intense moments, Koga rocking his hips into Inuyasha, and Inuyasha matching the pace with his own. His cock felt so good pressing up like that. He wanted more.

Breaking the kiss, Koga rose to plant an arm on either side of Inuyasha’s face. “You want it bad, don’t you?”

Inuyasha slammed his hips upward and tossed Koga over his shoulders. The surprised wolf landed with a splash in the river, banging his head on handy wet boulder. Inuyasha sprang up and took in the situation in a glance. He grabbed the dazed wolf by the waist and hoisted him over his shoulder. “I’ll show you what I want,” he smugly told his passive prey, releasing him onto his back on the riverbank. Hoisting his legs and placing them over his shoulders, Inuyasha exposed Koga’s vulnerable genitalia and spit into his hand. Rubbing the saliva in, he found himself rigid and panting. Koga’s senses were returning, and he made a futile protest as Inuyasha released his erection and poised it to enter the wolf’s defenseless body. “Any last requests?” Inuyasha scoffed.

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Author’s Note: Who else but Inuyasha would actually be capable of hauling off and punching himself in the dick? I am having SO much fun writing this!