Taming Ayame

 

 

 

 

 

Ayame kicked a tree until it fell to the ground, threw rocks at a Bear-Demon until it bled and stomped on a flower until it looked like mush.

 

Kouga was MILLIMETERS away from her lips. HAIRS away from kissing her. She growled angrily, ripping up grass in her fists. Her wolves whimpered, backing away from her. Kuito commented that she might have an anger problem, which gained him a deathly glare.

 

She needed to calm down and think straight. She had the special soap as well. Perhaps bathing in the soap and also spraying the love potion will drive Kouga so crazy that he'll claim her as soon as he sees her. Ayame stared at the sun disappearing behind the trees. Right now was an excellent time to bathe.

 

Finding a nice private stream, with a small flowing waterfall, Ayame sent her wolves off to keep watch. She slipped out of her short fur skirt and removed her armor. Fetching the luffa and bottle of soap out of her pouch, she walked into the stream. It was pleasantly warm from the day of sun.

Ayame smiled contently, moving towards the waterfall. Letting the water flow over her, she examined the bottle. Keeping her mouth tightly shut she opened the bottle. She winced, expecting an unexpected attack. But the bottle was peaceful. She nodded and squirted some of the soap onto the 'loo-fa' as Kagome had directed.

 

Still keeping her mouth firmly closed, she slowly began to run the luffa over her body. She smiled as it turned into soapy foam. 'How interesting.' she mused.

 

As she ran the luffa over her breasts, a body came up behind her. She blinked. 'How did someone get past my wolves? Unless... it was Kouga.'

 

She smiled to herself, rubbing the luffa over her hips, pretending she hadn't noticed him yet. 'He must of smelled the body wash potion.'

 

She closed her eyes as Kouga caressed her shoulders. His touch was so gentle. His hands drifted down her arms and around her waist, laying his hands flat on her stomach. She felt his breath on her neck as he breathed her in deeply. 'He must really like this scent. Wow.'

 

Ayame moaned softly as his hands brushed over her stomach, moving close to her now wet crotch. Kouga's lips made a trail of kisses down her neck. She bit her lip, so wanting to turn around and kiss him. But she didn't want to scare him off with any sudden movements. 

He licked her neck, making her shiver. "Mmmm.." she moaned a little more louder then before.

She felt his teeth graze her neck after the lick and her eyes flew open. 'He's already going to claim me??' she thought, slightly confused.

 

Just before all his teeth sank into her neck, Ayame saw a lock of silver hair out of the corner of her eye. 'Kouga's hair is.. black...'

 

Before she could pull away, his arms locked around her tight, crushing her against him. Power coursed through her entire being, the mark being placed upon her neck telling her body that it now belonged to its master. Her body hummed with the satisfaction of being claimed, bringing her to an orgasm. Ayame screamed with pleasure, jerking against her captor. Her vision blurred and she braced herself against the wall of the waterfall, panting hard. 

 

The being behind her continued to hold her tight, he as well breathed heavily. 'He must of just gone through the same thing', Ayame pondered.

 

She blinked, clearing her eyes. Her mind was still trying to process what just happen. An unknown male had just claimed her as his.

 

Finally his hold loosened and let her go. Ayame was almost afraid to turn and find who was behind her. She prayed that it was Kouga and he just so happen to have a white hair that she hadn't noticed before. She gulped, preparing herself and turned.

 

Ayame fell to the ground when she saw who had claimed her. Standing in front of her was Sesshomaru, the Dog-Demon she barely knew and had already grown to detest.

 

Sesshomaru stared down at her as she wrapped her arms around her knees curling into a ball. "How dare you". she whispered in a dangerous voice, "I was meant for someone else."

 

"Who?", Sesshomaru questioned calmly, even though his breath was still quick.

 

"Kouga."

 

Sesshomaru snorted, "The pathetic Wolf-Demon with you the other day?"

 

Ayame growled, "He's a better man then YOU!", she glared up at him.

 

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, "You belong to me now, he means nothing."

 

Tears slid down Ayame's cheeks, "Leave."

 

Sesshomaru stood still, somehow keeping a blank expression. But in his eyes, she could see it hurt to see his new mate crying. "LEAVE!", she yelled at him.

 

She heard her wolves howling, hearing her distress. The sound of they're paws hitting the ground as they ran was close. Sesshomaru glanced over his shoulder. Kilana was already at the scene, in position to attack. She growled at the Dog-Demon. Not sparing Ayame another glance, Sesshomaru strode away. Kilana began to follow, "Stay, Kilana...", Ayame said weakly.

 

Kilana whimpered at her, laying down, putting her head on her front paws. There was no point in losing her best wolf to him as well. Ayame sighed, leaning her chin on her knees. There was no point in wasting tears either. Kouga would still accept her. She was almost irresistible to him... apparently she WAS irresistible to Sesshomaru.

 

Ayame rubbed her neck and winced. The bite was still tender. She hoped it didn't look too bad. 'Maybe that leather choker I have will cover it up, Kouga wont even notice.'

 

Feeling a bit better, Ayame stood and got out of the stream. She shook off excess water and dried off with her fur cloak. It did the job. Redressing, she dug through her pouch, finding the choker, she tied it around her neck. She peered over the edge of the stream. Her reflection in the water looked grim as she fixed the choker over the mark. It was a bloody red, already a little healed. Thank goodness for her demon blood. Ayame nodded in satisfaction, the choker did an excellent job at covering up the mark.

 

Ayame decided to look for Kouga after a good nights rest, setting up a small camp for her and the wolves. She fell asleep quickly.

 

 

 

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The next day was bright and cheery. But all Ayame could feel is unease. She hoped Kouga wouldn't smell that she'd been mated. Ayame really didn't understand the whole process, or what happened after mating.

 

She decided to track Kouga BEFORE she sprayed on the toxic perfume. When she had a trail, she squirted the perfume three times over her body, just for good measure, and set off towards Kouga.

He wasn't far at all. In fact he was still at the camp he had made for for his group for the night before. "Hey Ayame!", Ginta waved at her.

 

She waved back weakly. Kouga looked up from the camp fire, a nervous look crossing his face. "Ummm, could I speak to you, Kouga. Alone?"

 

Ayame saw Kouga gulp and nod. She left the camp, Kouga following after her. When she figured she had walked a fair way out of hearing distance she turned and smiled at Kouga, "So.. Kouga."

 

"Ayame...", he frowned.

 

'Why isn't he pouncing on me? Why isn't he ravishing me? Why is he looking at me like THAT?', Ayame wondered.

 

"Ayame... you smell different", Kouga said, seeming unsure.

 

Ayame giggled, "Different, as in nice different?"

 

Kouga shook his head, and Ayame's heart stopped. "No.. no.. you smell like... you've been mated."

 

Ayame's heart started up again and began to pound quickly. "Oh. Um. Yeeea. You see, what happened was. This guy caught me off guard and claimed me without my consent. But I still love you Kouga! I still want to be with you!", she said as quickly as possible.

 

Kouga face grew grim, "It doesn't work that way Ayame. You're taken. You're dead to me as a considered mate."

 

Ayame held her chest. It felt like her heart was about to fall out. "Kouga... no! Can't you just... you can just over take it or something... can't you?"

 

Ayame looked hopefully at Kouga. He shook his head, "No, Ayame. I can't. That's not how mating works."

 

Kouga turned and walked away, for once he wasn't running. He seemed extremely sad, "I'm so sorry, Ayame. I really am."

 

Ayame's heart escaped her chest and rolled after Kouga. She bowed her head, staring at the ground. He was gone. There was nothing she could do to get him back. Her Kouga, was gone... and it was all HIS fault. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her hand. "It's all Sesshomaru's fault", she spat, speaking to herself.

 

She raised her head, staring ahead of her. She felt a fire growing around her as her anger grew. It was all his fault, and He. Would. Pay.