It wasn't me..

A/N: So this was inspired by a song--real old one I found this weekend called "It wasn't me" by Shaggy. I had several pairings in mind but this one stuck. The Live Yaoi on Demand is an inside joke my friend and I were making about AnimeFest this year, so that ones for her. Again, nothing serious, unedited little something that was me catering to plot bunnies. Set in modern times as you can see.

 

Actually, I see this inspiring a longer, plot filled, smexy fic... anyone wanna suggest stuff? Co-write? Beta?

Thanks in advance for the reviews if you leave one, they are appreciated.

 

 

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Kouga moaned roughly, shoving Ayame against the shower wall. Streams of water cascaded over her curvy breasts and glistened down her perfect stomach and his hands followed. His claws dug into her hips, admiring the sheer beauty of the she-wolfs body. He lifted her right leg to his waist, giving him deep access to her body. Ayame wrapped her arms around his neck, running her claws down his back and across his perfect tanned ass. He was all male demon, no doubt. Ayame purred her approval as she kissed hisf firm lips, rolling into him to make him go faster.



Of course, Kouga realized that this position wasn't' very good for going as fast as she liked. He picked her up, wrapping both legs around him now and turned to step out the shower, laying her down on the marble tile in a swift graceful motion. He never pulled from her hot moist core. And once she was safely on the floor he slammed into her, touching places dark and deep within her womanhood that no other man had ever touched before. Well, no other man had ever touched Ayame. She had been waiting for this day forever. Kouga had popped her proverbial cherry just this morning. Now it was if he couldn't get enough.



Her scream took a little of his hearing with it as it drifted into the air behind him. His hands now braced by her head he pummeled into her with the sound of slick skin on skin. "Kouga! Please.." She was getting sore, but not only that, this hard marble was killing her back.



Kouga grunted and pulled from her a little, he was finished anyway. His essence had filled her for the second time that day and if they didn't get a pup out of this, Kouga vowed to hang up his claim to alpha. Of course she was kind of young. But old enough to conceive! And with that thought, Kouga wondered just what possessed his beast to want a baby right now? He sure didn't think he was ready.



He wasn't sure if she were finished or not- frankly, he didn't care. He smirked at her, "Go get me something to eat, bitch."



Bitch was an endearing term with the Ookami clan. Kagome had never accepted it. Kouga felt his eyes widen, Kagome! He'd forgotten all about his supposed girlfriend. Hadn't she said she was coming over later today? He couldn't recall. "Fuck it," he said as he got to his feet. She would call before she showed anyway and he had taken care to lock the door. Ayame was trying to get the robe on the bathroom door around her and tied, so busy she didn't notice any change in her lover. He slapped her backside playfully.



"Now who said you could get dressed? You don't need clothes to make food." He scolded playfully.



"Fine!" She scowled at him before dropping the robe to the floor and practically prancing into the kitchen. Kouga took a moment to put on boxers, but wasn't sure why. She kept taking them off.



In the kitchen he found her making miniature strawberry shortcakes. She had the tiny golden cake cups on the counter, applying the whip cream in copius amounts. She paused to lick some off her fingertip before she dropped on sliced strawberries.



"Well, I gotta hand it to ya, you're creative," he grabbed one and stuck a tiny silver fork into it. Kagome had never figured out what to do with these things, or maybe she was too lazy. Whichever, he could get used to this. Ayame hopped up on the bar beside him, trying her best to look sexy as she ate.



"I wish I never had to leave, Kouga." She admitted with a blush.



"Who says you do?" Kouga was fixated on his dessert, but his eyes were wandering along her long creamy legs.



"You have a girlfriend..." She looked confused. "Was he saying that just to keep her at a distance? Because she could have sworn he said he was dating some chick named ..something. "You know Kanomei?"



Kouga looked suddenly at her, dream shattered. His brows clustered together in confusion, "Who?"



"Your girlfriend! What's her name?" Ayame shrugged and finished her mini dessert.



"Oh, her. Never mind her-- this is about us." Kouga said with a little growl. He sat his plate noisily on the counter and moved between those long angelic legs attached to Ayame. He kissed her lips lightly, moving down to her breast and stomach. Carefully he pushed her legs apart and then shoved her back onto the counter. It was a perfect position, with her legs around his neck.



Her scent had changed and now she reeked of him, but he didn't mind. Kouga was just conceited enough to like his own musk. He delved his tongue into her now well stretched hole, licking and nibbling the plump lips and teasing her small bud of nerves. He loved her taste, while mixed with his it was a perfect combination of woodsy musk and light airy flowers. Humming against he feasted on her as if she were prey.



The poor redhead was so over stimulated, orgasm would not come, instead it left her hanging as if on a cliff side on a rope. Screaming she bucked up to him, pressing closer and closer to his lips. She begged silently for him to cut the rope that attached her to this world. She was growing hoarse as he finally backed away and panted. Ayame was disappointed and sat up, "You stopped..."



"No, I only paused. We should do this in a more comfortable position." He swept her off the counter and carried her bridal style to the living room. They had started a while ago in here...



Kouga stopped as soon as he walked through the arched doorway of the living room. Kagome sat calmly on the couch, she looked up as if she'd expected to see the pair of them. He felt his arm go slack and he sat Ayame down and gaped in horror at his girlfriend. "How long have you been here-- how?"



"You gave me a key stupid!" She looked at Ayame and back to Kouga. "I see you had a wonderful time while I was away."



Ayame clung to Kouga in fright, she was in no position to defend herself. "Kouga---"



Kouga waved his hands around a little to silence Ayame and Kagome who looked ready to speak. "This is not what it looks like!"



Kagome pointed to the TV, a video was playing on the wide screen. It was Ayame riding Kouga on the red sofa, that would have been from this morning. The male wolf face palmed. "Or maybe this!" Kagome clicked a button to fast forward, making the scene play out in comically fast movements. The next scene was Ayame sucking Kouga's massive cock on the bathroom floor before the shower they weren't even dried from yet.



"Where the hell did you get this?" Kouga turned on his girlfriend angrily.



"Webcam, Kouga, get with the program!" Kagome stood up. "Or don't, I don't care! I am so done with this so enjoy your bitch!"



Kouga didn't seem phased by this. "You know what? Fuck you anyhow! That wasn't even me in those videos!"



Kagome blinked at him stupidly. "What-- but--"



"It was Naraku!" He reasoned.



"Naraku?" Both girls chimed at once.



Kouga shrank back a bit more. "Fine it was me. There happy?"



Ayame who was not in the least happy about having been filmed glared at Kouga. "Why in the hell would you ever put a webcam in your bathroom?"



He sighed, defeated. "I have a part time gig with Live Yaoi on Demand..."



"Yaoi?" Kagome squinted. "But with who?"



Kouga strode across the room, opening his laptop and clicking a few buttons to start a streaming video. Turning it to the girls, he watched Kagome's jaw drop to the floor. In the video, Kouga had Inuyasha in the garden tub in his bathroom, leaning over the side, bubbles boiling around them and slipping down well muscled bodies as he fucked the beautiful hanyou's ass on camera. "Not quite the alpha you thought he was-- huh, Kagome?"



"That explains-- a lot." She turned whiter, turning for the door.