Authors Note:
This is just a one-shot I was playing with, based off my main Kouga/Kagome couple. It's nothing more than fluff, and smutt, just 'cause :)
~ lady p.
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"Drop it right there!" Kouga yells to be heard over the roar of rushing waters.
Ginta and Hakkaku, the wolf's two trusted – if not occasionally lazy – beta's, grunt through their nose, arm muscles flexing they swing back, releasing the massive evergreen tree that had had been stripped of all its branches, overtop the water causeway. They watch with satisfaction as the massive trunk falls over the mountain's edge, dropping towards the reconstructed dam that is blocking the large rushing river, far below the two beta's feet.
Kouga grunts hard, his long strong arms pull taut on the thick ropes he'd pulley'd over the high tree branches above him, and then secured to the massive log his two beta's had just tossed over the edge. The incredibly heavy weight of the tree pulls down hard against the ropes that had been secured to the large structure in three separate points, giving Kouga more control over the log's decent, and allowing him to place the final piece exactly where he needs it.
"Ah, fuck!" Kouga scowls, his face pinching as the weight of the tree meeting gravity, combined with its swinging momentum, pulls incredibly hard against the ropes, pulling them suddenly taught around Kouga's arms.
"Shit!" He grunts, sliding forward in the wet drenched mud at his feet, his rough calloused hands wrap tighter around the ropes. Glancing high above him for a quick moment, through the spattering of slowing rain, Kouga prays that the thick branches he'd chosen will be strong enough to bear the weight of the heavy tree, if even for just a few moments.
It had been raining, more than raining, it had been pouring for five days straight, and all the smaller river tributaries had been overflowing. Dams were breaking, threatening to drown out nearby villages, livestock, and Kouga's sense of sanity. For ten painful, soaking wet, mud-caked hours the wolf lord had been scouting along the rivers bordering his lands for miles, fixing over-flows, rebuilding dams, and fishing out drowning cattle that had been swept up in breaks and downpours. The only thing that had been worse was the constant complaining of his two infuriating beta's that could only talk of wanting to be back inside their dry warm den.
Kouga snorts to himself. Do these two fucking idiots think he actually wants to be out here?! Walking for miles in the middle of the night, in this kami forsaken weather, digging through mud, twigs, and rocks, while practically drowning in water?! Kouga growls, his soaked tail whipping behind him.
No. There is only one place the Alpha wolf wants to be, his mind turning to his sexy, tail thumping mate waiting for him back at his den. Most likely wrapped up in their bed of furs . . . naked . . . waiting anxiously and eagerly for his return – well, he hopes. Kouga's eyes glaze over as visions of Kagome's thick full lips, her sultry grin, and fuck, those creamy thighs swim through his mind, pushing out all other thoughts and considerations.
"Kouga, watch out!" Hakkaku cries out from higher above. Ginta snickers beside him as they listen to their Alpha curse, watching as his grip slackens on the massive still swinging tree.
The rope suddenly jerks, recoiling back through the trees with a fast slithering sound, like a serpent rushing through grass. It coils around Kouga's mud caked arms, dragging the Alpha stumbling forward and tripping over muddy rocks. He curses and growls, digging his feet into the ground before quickly regaining control of the ropes and the trees momentum.
"He got distracted," Ginta grins, hands on his hips. He peers down at his leader who has managed to regain his grip on the rope, his muscles flexing and pulling with the exertion.
Kouga's fowl mouth at the hundredth scrape and mud caking he's received over the course of the last ten hours, echoes through the trees.
Hakkaku snorts, "Yeah, ya think?"
"I bet you he was thinking about sister Kagome," Ginta smiles, a kind of lovey-dovey look entering the beta's eyes.
Hakkaku lets out a throaty chuckle, knowing his counterpart has probably guessed correctly. They watch intently as Kouga manages to maneuver the large swinging log into place over the wide damn they had spent the last few hours rebuilding.
"Can you blame him?" Hakkaku smirks. Kouga's eastern pack had become quite familiar with their newly mated Alpha's almost constant rutting with his new mate. It had been a bit of a learning curve for Kouga's pack, and Kagome herself, who the eastern pack had discovered to Kouga's often wide grin, and happily thumping tail that the new she-alpha is quite the screamer.
"If I had a woman like Kagome waiting for me, you think I'd be out here?" Hakkaku snorts, arms crossing across his chest. The beta doesn't miss the subtle whiff of anxiety that creeps into Ginta's scent.
"Uh, hey, Hakkaku, don't let Kouga hear you talking that way about sister Kagome," the beta frets. The pack being more than familiar with their leader's often volatile, and overly possessive nature, when it came anything to do with his new mate.
"What? I didn't say nothen wrong," Hakkaku glances back to his friend, hearing the massive thump of the tree below finally lock into place amongst all the other smaller logs they'd already scissored across the wide river. But sensing Ginta is probably right, Hakkaku coughs into his hand, attempting to change the subject.
"So, I see you've been taking a lot of walks with Lorena lately," Hakkaku grins at the wide eyed and slack jawed expression of his friend.
Ginta's ears and cheeks burn red. "W-what . . . are you talking about?" Smiling sheepishly he scratches nervously at the back of his head.
Hakkaku barks a laugh. "Ha! I knew it!" He points to his blushing friend. "So tell me, what's going on? Have you rutted her yet?" he grins lecherously, clearing seeking details.
Fighting back the red in his face Ginta crosses his arms, looking away from his grinning friend, a low growl at the back of his throat.
"You don't know what you're talking about," the usually softer spoken beta huffs back.
Hakkaku is about to make a sarcastic retort when a heavy, musky, very angry scent, suddenly surrounds the two beta's that instantly whimper low at the back of their throats.
"Are you two hens done your fucking clucking?!" Kouga roars, covered near head to toe in wet and dry mud, accented with bits of twigs and leaves that cling to various bits of his fur and armor. The wolf lord doesn't miss the fact that compared to him, his two generals looking fucking spotless!
Imagine that. Another angry growl punctuates Kouga's labored breaths.
"Uh, h-hey, Boss," Hakkaku gulps nervously, stepping back. "We're ah, ready whenever you are," he sweat drops.
It's always touchy dealing with their Alpha when his youkai flares like this, especially since being newly mated which the wolves of Kouga's pack had learned very quickly to never mention around their leader that refused to believe the mating had affected him in any way. Hakkaku sighs inwardly. If only.
Kouga growls a low deep, annoyed sound in his chest. He should really rip Hakkaku a new breathing hole for that comment he'd made about Kagome. The wolf shakes his head, running his claws across the side of his hair. I'm too fucking tired for this.
The mud covered alpha turns back towards the dam he'd just spent hours rebuilding, the human settlement below never knowing that they'd been saved by flooding and death because an Alpha wolf demon had fallen in love with a human miko.
"Let's go," he grunts, his tail flicking forward with command. "I miss Kagome," Kouga sighs.
The two beta's grin at each other. The only thing worse for Hakkaku and Ginta following around their cranky and sullen Alpha for hours on end, trudging through muddy waters, rescuing drowning cattle they weren't allowed to eat, and busting up dozens of trees to rebuild patched holes in broken, and overflowing dams, had been catching the scent of Kouga's arousal every time he thought on Kagome. Which had been a lot.
With a flick of power, Kouga steps quickly into his tornado, stirring up a massive pile of leaves and mud as the forces gather. With only one thought prevailing all others, the Alpha wolf speeds away. The swirling debris collecting behind him, suddenly releases, in a rushing, squelching sound that douses an unsuspecting Hakkaku right in the face.
Ginta laughs uproariously, holding his belly as he roars at a cursing Hakkaku that wipes away at the cakes of mud and leaves covering his face and body. Ginta's gaze flickers back towards the disappearing whirl of winds on the horizon line, a wide smile on his face, knowing exactly what Kouga's intentions are the moment he's back in his den, and back in Kagome's arms.