Tsume still stared at the two boys on the bed. Everytime she wanted to open her mouth to display the anger she felt inside, nothing came out. In a way she couldn't blame her son for being sexually active, the Inuzuka's always were quite aware of their hormones, but it irked her that her son was fooling around with someone of the same sex.

And he was foreign.

And at least 2 years older.

And men couldn't conceive future Inuzuka children.

"Out" was the first word that made it outside. Tsume's eyes focussed on the older boy as she emphasized that word even more by pointing a finger at the door of the bedroom.

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This was one of those moments Kiba wished he could dissappear. Not only his mother had caught him, he also had a huge erection that couldn't fit in his pants right now. He gave the puppeteer a helpless look and actually he did not want him to leave right now. Especially in the condition he was finding himself in.

"Mom...please give us one minute..." he whimpered softly. "I will explain everything...but please mom...".

The young Inuzuka had hid himself under the blankets now, making sure his mother didn't had to look at the party between his legs.

"...Give Kankurou and me some...time...okay?".

Kiba gave his mom a pleading look, the look his sister referred to as the 'sad little puppy'-look.

He felt Kankurou shifting on the bed a bit, face deadly calm, not one trace of panic visible. The puppeteer defied Tsume's earlier command by sitting on the bed, relaxing a bit against one of the pillows.

And almost as in a reflex Kiba crept closer to Kankurou, needing someone to hold on to while he was facing his furious mother.

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Kankurou treated Tsume on a cocky look. No way he would budge for a woman and no way he would leave now, now he had the little mutt almost clinging to him as if he was his last chance to survive.

"I think your son disagrees" he simply stated. "But I would like to spend some private time, before I go. It's not we're anything more then just two guys on a hormonerush, giving in to a certain need".

As if he wanted to prove that to Tsume his hand crept under the blankets, fingers searching for Kiba's length. Right now Kankurou really felt the urge to finish what he had started, eager to see the look on the Inuzuka's face when his hand had furfilled its purpose by bringing him to his climax.

He wondered if Kiba would howl.

He wondered if he would change into a helpless squirming creature.

He wondered if he would be the one pulling the strings, having full control, like he was used to.

A vague smile appeared on his face while his darker side got a hold of his fantasies.

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Tsume raised an eyebrow at Kankurou's actions.

What was that damn Sand ninja doing? Did the boy seriously tried to defy Inuzuka Tsume?

She saw Kiba's eyes widen for a second, mouth opening to let out a shocked gasp. The grin on the puppeteers face grew wider. A sickmaking, big, satisfied grin. One of the many proofs she saw in life why she disliked Sand ninja's that much.

But why couldn't she just move, kick him out of Kiba's bed? Just chop off the damn hand that was playing with her son's private parts? The asshole deserved it!

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Kankurou knew it, he just knew her was the one having the upper hand in this situation. Kiba's mother seemed frozen, as if she couldn't believe he did the thing he was doing. In front of her eyes.

And his fingers wrapped themselves firmly around the throbbing hardness of the one next to him. He could feel it twitch underneath his hand while the mutt held on to him more, moaning softly now.

And still his eyes were settled onto the face of Kiba's mother.

"I'm doing your son a favor..." he ensured her, voice insanely calm. "Just let me...release him from the tension he's experiencing right now..and I'm gone".

His hand squeezed from time to time, fingers lightly tickling the soft, sensitive skin.

Kiba held on to the fabric of his pants now, his face buried in his shirt, trying to hide the embarrassment of getting turned on like this in front of his mother.

"I promise" Kankurou purred, bringing his free hand up to play with Kiba's hair a bit. "All I want is for Kiba...to have a little bit of fun".

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Tsume promised herself to free the dogs as soon this incredible asshole would leave her sons room. Even better, she would tear him apart herself. She would let him bleed to death, while every dog on the Inuzuka property would chew on his bodyparts.

She growled in a low way, baring her teeth a little.

"Concider yourself dead, you ass!" Tsume hissed between her teeth.

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Kiba couldn't help his hips bucking against that hand, it was like his body went on autopilot and he just couldn't gain full control of it anymore. And he knew damn well that Kankurou was being the biggest asshole in the world right now, obviously getting off on the fact how he had total control over this situation. Chuckling from the inside because Kiba was proving how right he was.

And he was only encouraging him, moaning like he did, not listening to his mother. Because honestly, the only thing Kiba had to do was crawling away, instead of clinging to the puppeteer so desperately. Desperate for his touch, his smell and that cocky voice ringing in his ears.

Kankurou truly was an asshole and Inuzuka Kiba was the one who couldn't get enough of that asshole-ness. His presence overwhelmed him so fucking much.

"Fuck..you..." he groaned against the thick fabric of the puppeteers shirt. "Fuck..you Kanku..rou".

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Tsume walking out of the room was probably one of the biggest victories Kankurou had ever experienced. He was still alive, his hand was still jerking Kiba off and he now he could finally enjoy the control he had to the fullest.

"So..." he uttered in a lazy way, using one hand to tilt Kiba's head up. Without any further ado he sped up the movements of his hand between he Inuzuka's legs to a fast and firm pace while his eyes focussed on his face.

This was one of the moments Kiba was really appealing to him. Parted lips, eyes hazy with pleasure, a faint blush visible on his cheeks.

"I could get used to you...mutt" he smirked before claiming Kiba's lips.

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It was too much for Kiba to bear. He could barely answer Kankurou's kiss as his body spasmed helplessly. With a long, howling moan he released over his sheets and, partially, in Kankurou's hand.

"Kan..." he muttered breathlessly while his muscles finally started to relax. It washed his embarassment away as he rested against Kankurou.

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Kankurou just smirked in a satisfied way.

"You really do howl".