What Every Man Needs

Pairing/Character: Jaken/Kouga/Miroku (yaoi)
AN: Yay, it's more Jaken sex! Not connected to the 'Strange Love' storyline, but rather inspired by Doggieearlover's 'The Color Green' (a Jaken/Kouga). You should read it! This was meant as a continuation of 'The Color Green', but I've fouled up too many details for it to work that way. Still, hope you enjoy the Male/Male/Imp fun! Thanks to alterfano and Fenikkusuken for betaing.
Warning: That author's note should be warning enough.

Jaken watched Kouga’s face with a hungry expression as he pumped his small, green fists up and down the wolf’s hardened length. The wolf was so big, and the imp’s hands were so small, it took both Jaken's hands to get a good grip on the ookami’s raging erection. Kouga’s lips parted slightly to reveal the very tips of his fangs. Jaken flicked his tongue out over his beak-like mouth as he enjoyed watching the wolf squirm in pleasure. Jaken quickened his pace, knowing that Kouga must be close to finding release. The wolf’s eyes slid closed and his head fell back. Oh yeah baby, almost there. Jaken shuddered in anticipation and decided to risk the wolf’s ire as he shoved one of his hands beneath his hakama to stroke himself while Kouga was distracted. He knew the wolf didn’t like him doing that, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

“Yesss, Jaken does it for you, doesn’t he, Wolfy?”

“Don’t make me beg this time, Jaken,” Kouga panted out.

“No begging, but I do expect you to howl for me.”

Kouga made a strangled sound that may have been a chuckle. It cut off abruptly as Jaken inserted one finger, and then another, curling them upward to find just the right spot.

Kouga gave a yelp of pleasure. Found it.

As soon as the ear-splitting howls subsided, Jaken lay back on the ground with his arms folded behind his head and sighed. It was good to take a moment to revel in a job well done.

“What can I say, I’m just that good,” Jaken bragged.

“What was that?” Kouga growled and suddenly jumped up and into a low crouch.

“I said, I’m just that good,” Jaken repeated more loudly this time. The wolf’s hearing must be going.

“Didn’t mean you,” Kouga hissed as he lunged for the bushes and hauled out a protesting, angry...Monk?

“Monk, erm, Miroku, what are you doing here?” Kouga stammered. He quickly let go of the Monk’s collar and stepped back with a horrified expression. “How long have you been hiding there?”

“Long enough.” Miroku admitted reluctantly as he shifted uncomfortably. “But I’ll just be going now and leave you to your-” Miroku seemed at a loss for words as he waved his hand toward Jaken. He turned quickly to leave.

“You aren’t going to tell anyone about this, are you?” Kouga called after him.

Miroku paused and turned to face Kouga again. His tone was sharp. “I won’t say anything for now, but only until you do the right thing.”

“What’s that?” Kouga looked confused.

“You really should inform Inuyasha if you have some sort of special...connection with Sesshoumaru and his group. You know how he feels about his brother.” Miroku’s eyes then took on a teasing glint and a small smile played about his lips. “And shouldn’t Kagome know about this, since you claim she is ‘your woman’?”

Kouga couldn’t decide if Miroku were making a joke at his expense with the last statement, but nonetheless, the idea of Kagome finding out about his recent relations with Jaken terrified the wolf.

“I can give you furs, bones, meat if you agree to not tell Kagome,” Kouga offered hastily.

Miroku didn’t look impressed and Kouga began to panic. “If you keep quiet, I’ll ask one of my wolves to serve you.” Miroku looked horrified and Kouga quickly clarified. “You know, like Kirara serves Sango.”

Miroku looked thoughtful. “I can think of one thing, Kouga, or rather two.” He stared suggestively at Kouga’s bare legs.

Jaken had been watching this exchange carefully, and now he tensed, feeling a stab of jealousy. Could it be that the monk also desired his wolf? Understandable that Miroku would desire the fine canine specimen, indeed. Especially after traveling for so long with the unkempt dog. Who could resist Kouga’s perfectly muscled form, those piercing blue eyes, that wagging tail?

“You can’t have the shards,” Kouga’s gruff voice interrupted Jaken’s musings. “I need them to avenge my pack, to destroy Naraku.”

Miroku gave him an even wider smile, obviously enjoying the teasing at Kouga’s expense. “I guess I’ll just have to tell Kagome then. She deserves to know the truth.”

Kouga scowled back at him with his shoulders slumped in silent resignation. “Very well then,” he sighed.

“Wait!” Jaken stepped forward. He couldn’t stand seeing his dear Kouga distraught. “Kouga doesn’t like me in that way, it was all a mistake! Yes, it was a mistake that brought us together. Kouga was dreaming of Kagome and I was dreaming of, ah, someone else and it just happened. Don’t ruin his chances with the miko because of a little mistake.” Albeit a highly pleasurable one.

“Neither of you appeared to be asleep.” Miroku looked dubious.

“Well, no, not this time.”

Miroku shook his head. “I don’t understand.”

“After the first time, after the initial mistake.” Jaken found the word distasteful, but did what he must to assist Kouga. “After that time, we continued because we both found it to be mutually beneficial. Kouga doesn’t have a female at this time, but being a male he has certain needs and I – I’m quite skilled in assisting with those needs.”

Miroku looked unconvinced, even confused.

Jaken took a few, sly steps toward Miroku and added, “Let’s just say I provide a service, a necessary and extremely pleasurable service to other males who have strong urges and no willing females around to provide said service.

Miroku’s cheeks colored at the boast. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it quickly.

Kouga started to grumble that he could have all the females he wanted, but thought better of it and clamped his fangs shut. Exactly how many of these ‘males’ has Jaken performed this service for?, Kouga wondered. The whole idea left Kouga feeling cheap.

"I’m quite an expert, if I may say so myself," Jaken added with smirk.

Miroku looked intrigued. “Exactly how good?” He nodded to Kouga.

“Pretty darn good,” Kouga mumbled.

Jaken caught the glint in Miroku’s eye. “A little demonstration might be helpful, perhaps?”

“Uh, sure,” Miroku shifted nervously as Jaken moved toward him. He backed away. “Would I, uh wait.” Jaken was tugging at his robes and Miroku was blushing like mad. “What are you doing with your…oh my…oh yes!”

“Miroku,” Jaken snapped in the respectful-commanding tone a servant uses with a young lord. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but lie down please.”

“Oh sure,” Miroku looked a little disappointed as he lowered himself to the ground.

Jaken leered as he opened Miroku’s robes. “You’ll find you’re not the only one who can handle a staff,” Jaken promised as he pulled Miroku’s already stiff member free of his clothing.

“Oh Kami!” Miroku gasped as Jaken demonstrated his skills.

Kouga almost chuckled aloud at Miroku’s reaction before he averted his eyes self-consciously from the scene before him. However, when Miroku began swearing and panting, Kouga’s curiosity overcame his embarrassment. He could see that Miroku was squirming and twitching in pleasure as Jaken hunched over him, busy at work. Kouga found he couldn’t look away and he realized he was hard again. Man, I’m turning into such a pervert! Kouga winced at the thought, but still he slipped his hand beneath his fur and began to move it up and down over his aching length. Perhaps he could have a little fun himself while the other two were distracted.

Kouga watched in fascination as Miroku’s hips arched off of the ground as Jaken slid his hand up and down Miroku’s thick shaft. Miroku was close, he could tell, and Kouga realized he was very close as well. Miroku let out a series of short pants and Kouga closed his eyes and pumped himself faster. With a groan of pleasure, Kouga fell to his knees and slumped forward with the force of his release, pumping his seed out onto the ground.

Kouga did not move for a few seconds, as he reveled in the aftershocks of his orgasm. He felt a slight prickle on the back of his neck and he tensed. He was being watched. Reluctantly, Kouga looked up to find Jaken and Miroku both watching him curiously.

“What are you two gawking at?” Kouga muttered as he straightened his clothing. “I was thinking about Kagome, alright, naked. I’m leaving. Got important pack-business to attend to,” he stated gruffly. He gave the other two a dismissive wave as he swaggered off. It was a wise idea to make a hasty retreat while he still had a few shreds of dignity left.

Jaken watched as Miroku also began to shuffle around and rearrange his clothing. Miroku mumbled something about hunting shards before he hurried off to find his group.

“Well I never!” Jaken huffed. At least they could have said “thank you”. Jaken sighed. It was his own fault really, for having a weakness for arrogant, handsome males.

Jaken soon headed off to re-join his own group and smiled at the thought of seeing his favorite arrogant, handsome male. Then his little head drooped a bit, remembering that Sesshoumaru was the only arrogant handsome male in the Sengoku Jidai he didn’t seem to be able to please fully.

Well, there’s Inuyasha, too. The little imp thought as he trudged along. Maybe if I can get the two of them together, I can knock off the whole feudal era in one night! He raised his head with proud determination, sauntering along and plotting.

AN: Those last lines are courtesy of alterfano. You should thank her. Leave any horrified responses in review form.