Kiba listened to Oliver's rapid speech. Kiba felt jealousy flare up in his chest. Why did his father have to come back? He shook his head. Oliver wasn't his kid. Kiba was sitting on the couch and Oliver had curled up next to him cuddled into his side. Kiba liked the contact. He had gotten attached to Oliver and it had him wondering what it would be like to be a father. When Oliver yawned and laid his head against Kiba, Kiba told Oliver to get up so they could get him back to his house.
"Kiba?" Oliver said to him quietly. "Can you carry me?"
Kiba swallowed as his throat tightened. "Sure." Kiba maneuvered Oliver so he was holding him on his good side. Oliver laid his head on Kiba's shoulder and wrapped his tiny arms around his neck and Kiba felt adoration swell in his chest. As he knocked on Kate's apartment door she opened and looked concerned but he put his finger to his lips to shh her. He figured Oliver had passed out because he had become a dead weight. Kiba walked Oliver into his room. Thankfully he was already in his night clothes and Kiba placed him on his bed and Kate came in to help tuck him in. "Night buddy," Kiba said patting his head.
"Night Kiba, love you." Oliver said with a sleepy smile.
Kiba's heart seized in his chest. No. He couldn't do this. He walked out of Oliver's room panting. Kate joined him a few seconds later. Looking at him concerned. Kiba felt the panic in his chest and he moved to leave but Kate grabbed his arm stopping him.
"I'm sorry" Kiba said pained. "I'm so sorry."
"Kiba it's okay." Kate said and he looked at her. Her eyes were red rimmed and he realized she must have been shattered by the idea of Oliver finally meeting his dad. He pulled her into a hug not knowing what else to do. His body had missed her but his head had missed her company as well. She was a soft place to land. She looked up at him and he met her in a soft kiss. They kissed for several minutes before she slowly led him to her room. "Are you sure? I mean Oliver's asleep right down the hall and I don't want to hurt you." Kiba said.
"I need this." Kate said letting all her tension go and giving in to her body's wants. Kiba worked slowly to remove her clothes and his own dragging out the foreplay. When she was naked they moved to the bed and Kiba settled between her legs. She heard him mutter something in Japanese and she smiled nipping at his neck. He sheathed himself in a condom and slid into her slowly. He held her while his hips worked against hers and she clung to him. He continued to pump into her slowly bringing her to the edge. He kissed her neck leaving a trail of kisses from one side to the other and then back to her lips for a deep kiss. He kept his kisses in time with his thrusts into her heat. Their love making was slow and passionate and when they both came she teared up at how gentle and good it was. Kiba cleaned himself and then returned to her bed to lay down and hold her. She cuddled into his form. He was always warm and she loved it. She drifted off to sleep as he kissed her forehead.
Kiba felt his heart trip several times in his chest as she drifted off. This had been different. He had felt need but he felt something else there too and that scared him. When he knew she was asleep he slipped from the bed quiet and sent her a text explaining he left so Oliver wouldn't be confused when he woke up and Kiba was there.
Kiba was confused himself and he was sure that he had just ruined everything. He had felt at home with her though. She had killed his loneliness and he felt happy when he was around the two. He had to fight everything in him to not go back to her bed. He shook his head. He was just bored. It had only been a little over a month into his medical leave and when work started back up he'd get over these feelings. When he got back to his apartment he was too worked up to lay down so he took akamaru out. It was almost midnight. He needed to run off his energy. He walked out and noticed an unfamiliar car sitting in the parking lot. He figured it was just somebody who was lost and went about his run and 30 minutes later when he came back it was just leaving. He felt the hair on his neck rise but shook it off. He'd been out of the field too long and his head was playing tricks on him. Either way he took note of the car and decided to keep a look out.
