Canine attraction
There he went, grabbing Kagome's hands again. He couldn't stand it! The look in his eyes as he watched her, his pose, his husky voice…
"Oi, wimpy wolf, get your hands off of her!" Inu-yasha hollered. Something flashed in Kouga's eyes, taunting, and then it was gone.
God, how he hated it.
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The night was dark, moon and stars hidden away by heavy storm clouds. It was the calm before the storm, and the air was heavy with electricity, charged with promise.
Inu-yasha shivered.
He stood, solitary, drinking in the night like a spilt shadow. He still had the group, and Kagome's scent in his nose, and was close enough to provide help if needed, but danger was not oncoming.
The only thing he felt nearby except them was-
"Inu-yasha." The voice was deep, asking to be recognised, but Inu-yasha did not turn. He didn't even tense in acknowledgment.
"What do you want?" He growled. His companion said nothing.
He was close.
"What's wrong, mutt?" The voice whispered. The breath was almost steam, and it blossomed in the air. Inu-yasha scowled.
"Go away, Kouga."
And then his breath was on Inu-yasha's neck, and electricity was in his veins, in his blood, roaring.
Silence except breathing.
"I hate it when you hold her hands." There was a smirk in his voice, and a chuckle from behind.
"Me too." He whispered.
They smiled.