Five: The Morning After
Kikyo stepped off the private jet and onto the tarmac only to immediately be assaulted by an offensive stench and a kind of humidity even her silky straight hair couldn't fight off for long.
"Urasue," she barked, snapping her fingers.
"Yes, mistress?" her ancient assistant said, limping over.
"Only bring the essential half a dozen suitcases. We won't be staying long."
"Yes, mistress."
She took a deep breath and fought the urge to take off her scarlet peplum blazer. It made the outfit. She was bringing her boss back, and then they were getting back together.
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Inuyasha woke up to a screaming head and full bladder. Getting to his knees, he blinked down at the dirty, sticky tile floor of the kitchen. What the fuck…?
"You slept for fourteen straight hours," came Kōga's voice from somewhere behind him. "Or not-so-straight hours."
That sobered him up so much that he got off his knees and scrambled to the other side of the room, not wanting to give the bastard any ideas. Inuyasha opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His brain wasn't working, just like it hadn't worked last night.
Kōga was standing there in his expensive business casual attire he knew he had hired a stylist to source for him. One of his hips was against the counter and he stared down at him with eyes that concealed everything, nonchalantly drinking a cup of coffee like Inuyasha wasn't mostly naked and covered in cum and egg whites and they hadn't fucked yesterday.
"I told Miroku we're having some internet issues and that's why we weren't able to make the meetings yesterday," he continued. "I bought us a couple more days but then you have to get out of this rut you're in."
Inuyasha flinched at "rut". "Uhhh, I, uh…"
"Go ahead and take a shower. You reek."
His business partner was so cool and collected that if it weren't for the stench and the evidence, Inuyasha would have thought their rough romp to be merely a weird nightmare. Taking a cup of coffee that his friend offered, he gulped it down as though it could remove the stain of what they had just done, not caring that it burned his tongue. He was unable to look Kōga in the eye, so he obediently skulked off to his bathroom to bathe.
"What the fuck," he hissed to himself as soon as he was alone. He hit the side of his head with his fist. "What the fucking fuck!"
How in the hell had he done what he did last night? Inuyasha hadn't been so far gone that he didn't remember who had done what. He knew he had started it. He had been angry, more than angry. That had been the prime motivator for what he had done. That at least was some consolation. Knowing that, he could make it an issue of power, of revenge. But why had he gone and fucked him instead of just leaving it at a beating?
Inuyasha got in the shower and turned it up as hot as he could stand. The water dripped over him and he remembered the feeling of the egg whites on his skin. How he had bound Kōga's wrists together with his own belt. How tight he had been…
His cock began to harden despite himself. He wanted to punch it.
They had done it before, he consoled himself. Sure, it was the first time without a woman involved, but they had fucked before. They had been each other's firsts and he was sure they both tried not to think about that. Now that he was recalling it, that had also been an issue of dominance and power and control. They had been competing for Kagome. Try as he might this time, he couldn't make what they had done completely about Kagome. Though she had certainly been the root of it…
A draft hit him at the same time he heard the shower door opening. He turned to curse the intruder out only to be met with the sight of Kōga naked yet again. The water splashed against his bronzed body and he pushed Inuyasha against the wall.
"Listen," he said, grabbing Inuyasha by the cock. "We need to talk but you're gonna fucking listen first for once."
Inuyasha geared up to defend himself but then the wolf's mouth was on his and he forgot everything he had planned to say, if he ever had a grasp on any words in the first place. Kōga got to his knees and started to jerk him off, running his lips over the sensitive skin of his cockhead.
"Yesterday was fun. Unexpected, but fun." The half-demon was about to argue but then Kōga twisted his wrist just so and Inuyasha groaned instead. "We're not gonna tell people shit. Not Miroku, not Kagome, and definitely not Ayame." He started to suck his cock, laving his tongue along the length. "Well, maybe Kagome. Since it turns her on. But only if she stops being such a bitch."
His hands got lost in his partner's ponytail and he used it to direct the pace and depth of the wolf's swallows. Kōga was good at this, too fucking good, so good that he ended up saying the quiet part out loud.
"I've had practice," he said. "Our first time did something to me and I've been fucking men and women ever since, doesn't matter."
Made sense. To his sex-fogged mind, it made a hell of a lot of sense. All these years he had been confining himself to just one of the sexes when he could have been like Kōga and getting fucked and sucked by both. And then Kagome would be the one chasing him.
"You're thinking of her," Kōga said suddenly. He didn't sound jealous, rather intrigued. Maybe even turned on. "Remembering how she sucked us both off?"
He nodded, his eyes falling closed as he remembered the way her eyes would flit up to his and alight with mischief, the knowledge they were doing something most of the world would frown upon like nothing more than an inside joke to her. Why was she so brave in sex but so scared of the love that should go along with it?
All thoughts of the girl with gray eyes were knocked elsewhere when Kōga began to gobble him down in earnest, gagging on his cock but continuing to swallow him down as eagerly as the drowning gasp for air. His consideration with a male partner was nonexistent and he thrust his hips deeper into the choking throat. Kōga made a mostly obligatory peeved noise but sucked him even more enthusiastically than before. The bitch liked it rough.
Just when he was about to blow his load, Kōga surprised him by withdrawing his talented mouth entirely. It was as shocking as if the hot water had changed to cold and sobered him up for a moment. Inuyasha blinked down at him and almost asked if they should stop, maybe he even would have apologized, but then Kōga got off his knees and stood up. Suddenly, they were face to face, and he was unpleasantly reminded that the wolf was a couple inches taller than him, inches that Inuyasha more than made up for in another area.
He didn't realize he was lonely until their lips met. Inuyasha was the one who initiated the kiss, longing for something other than just what he had long ago rationalized amounted to a more involved version of masturbation. It was a feeling that was almost nostalgic. Nice. It soothed his wounded heart after what the girl he was trying not to think about did to him. Kōga's hard cock pressed against his and he shivered not altogether unpleasantly at the feeling. Inuyasha deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into Kōga's mouth like his dick wanted to go in his ass. The thought of his friend's ass had his hands roaming the toned muscle and he grabbed the thick cheeks hard, pulling him forward until they were grinding.
Kōga gasped and started moving his hips, rhythmically rubbing his cock against Inuyasha's. The half-demon's kissing became less animalistic and more sensual at the stimulation. Biting turned to sucking turned to licking and soothing. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Blindly, he reached for the bottle of conditioner and flipped off the top, pouring globs onto both their cocks. They were slick and slid against each other more easily. Reaching between them, he grabbed them both in one hand and stroked.
"Face the fuckin' wall," he muttered.
The wolf did as he was commanded but Inuyasha held him in place anyway with his forearm pressed against the back of his neck, forcing his face to be smooshed against the shower wall. The half-demon blindly pressed his cock between Kōga's cheeks, instantly finding the tight hole that grasped for him. One thrust was all it took and they fell into a frenzied rhythm that he could neither blame on alcohol or a woman. As his dick sawed in and out his friend's bleached asshole, all he thought about was how fucking good it felt not to think, not to hurt, just to be balls deep inside someone who wanted what he did.
As suddenly as it started, it was over. First came Kōga, his cock sandwiched between his stomach and the wall as he released hot spurts of cum all over himself. Inuyasha jack knifed his hips while pulling his partner's down and came so deep inside him that for a second he wondered if the gurgled moan Kōga made was due to semen shooting up his throat.
"Fuck," the wolf panted. "Fuck."
He privately concurred. "Rinse off and get out. I need to shower before the hot water runs out."
Kōga scowled at him but did it anyway with barely a grumble. Now that the sex was over, Inuyasha felt awkward all over again. He couldn't even look at him. Why the fuck had he gone and done it again? What was wrong with him?
Once he was left alone in the shower, he grabbed a loofah (was that what had done it? Had the loofah turned him queer? It was a gift, but he should have returned it and just used the same towel for everything like a normal guy) and scrubbed at his skin until it was red. The abuse didn't work. His cock twitched thinking about wanting man ass again. And throat. Especially throat.
As they always did, his thoughts turned to Kagome. Resentment and hurt and longing filled him again and he realized he was as caught in her web as ever. It was almost a relief. At least that hadn't changed. And if he really thought about it, all this was her fault. Kagome had fucked him and Kōga and fucked them both up forever. The more he thought about it, the more anger became his dominant emotion, overwhelming the fear and pain and rejection. That was good. That was something he could hold onto without it burning him since he knew how to handle it.
Inuyasha got out of the shower and shook off like the wet dog he was. He was gonna go down to Kagome's house and let her know that she was nothing more than a bitter fuck-up who made people as miserable as she was because she couldn't feel joy any other way. And then she'd get mad back at him and ask why he was there, and he'd tell her about what he had been doing with Kōga, and she'd ask for more details, and then they'd end up in the bed…
His eyes and ears were on high alert for any signs of Kōga, but thankfully he was nowhere around so he didn't have to deal with him yet. Maybe they could spend the rest of their lives avoiding each other. The house was certainly big enough.
He tugged on a mostly clean shirt and some jeans that passed the sniff test. No underwear since those definitely wouldn't pass any kind of test. Did they have dry cleaning here or was he gonna have to start washing his own clothes like some kind of mom? He grabbed his wallet and keys, feeling more himself than he had in days.
When he opened the front door to leave, he was met with the one person he wanted to see less than Kōga.
"K-Kikyo?"
Her arms were crossed and she was glaring at him, looking like she had been carved out of cool marble even though she was wearing a pretty heavy blazer and it was humid as fuck outside.
"Urasue has been ringing the bell and knocking for ten minutes. Now she's gone around back to check the doors and windows. Why are you making things so difficult for her? You know she's getting on in years."
As though on cue, he heard a loud thump in the parlor and backed up to look through the doorway only to see Kikyo's octogenarian assistant in a pile on the floor from where she'd fallen coming in through a window. Fuck, now he had to go through and check every one of the damn things in this place to make sure they were locked.
"Who told you?" was all he said.
She pushed past him into the house, her shiny hair floating behind her ethereally as though on a breeze. He shook his head to force himself to focus. He wasn't sure how, but he knew she was somehow doing that shit on purpose.
"Sango forgot to remove me from the group chat after we had our last argument—which I still think is insane, just declaw Kirara already since she's a danger to humans by her nature," she said casually, looking down her nose at the once fine trappings of the crumbling mansion. "She was complaining to all her weird friends about this town and said you were on a bender or something since no one in their right mind would live here."
"It's a business decision. We get good PR for helping out a struggling community, all that shit you've been on me about ever since the Bieber Lite situation."
"Ah, yes. The Shippers." She sighed and shook her head, perching herself on one understuffed silk-upholstered sofa. "You've been getting very concerning packages sent to your real home address. Threatening letters written in what we found out is actual dog feces."
He rolled his eyes. "I barely fuckin' touched him! This was all months ago, anyway. How are they not over this shit by now?"
"That brings me to the next item on my agenda. Shippo is suing you." She took out a compact and began to apply her trademark red lipstick. "Assault and battery, emotional distress, those sorts of things. He's saying you owe him a ridiculous amount due to lost revenue from performances and various television appearances he had to back out of."
"Well fucking take care of it! You're my lawyer, aren't you?"
She snapped the compact shut. "Yes. That is one partnership your behavior has not yet dissolved."
He almost would have preferred the Kōga confrontation over this one. "Is that all? Are we done?"
Kikyo rose like a flower opening its petals to welcome the sun, naturally enthralling. One hand caressed the side of his face and he didn't remember to turn away in time.
"We're never going to be done, Inuyasha," she said gently. She kissed his cheek. "I've missed you. Let's go to lunch and you can tell me what's really going on."
He opened his mouth to suggest the diner but then remembered Kagome worked there. The last thing he wanted to do was run into her while with another woman. A man she could forgive him for, but a woman would really mess up their relationship.
"I'll order pizza," he said. That would get her to leave faster, too. Kikyo had been raised by an almond mom and was making her proud every day.
One of her eyes twitched and that was as significant as a normal person screaming in horror. "Sounds good," she said unconvincingly.
Inuyasha sighed and pulled up the app on his phone. She must really still love him.
"Urasue, get off the floor and unpack my things," she called.
The old woman got up like nothing had happened and walked out the front door, coming back seconds later with giant suitcases.
"There's a hotel in Shikon Hills," he said. At the look on her face, he quickly amended, "I mean, this house is really old and we're gonna have a lot of work done on it and I just want you to be comfortable."
"Thank you, but I will adjust. Remember when we went camping?"
Fuck yeah he did. He had planned a backpacking trip, Kikyo had invited herself along, and what was supposed to be time for him to sober up in nature and reflect on his life ended being a walking tour of the French Riviera with one night spent in a beachside cabin. He had been pretty upset at first, but then she'd let him do anal—and he wasn't going to think about anal again for a long time.
Kikyo busied herself yelling at people on her phone and at her assistant while he stared into space and dissociated waiting for the pizza. Where the fuck was Kōga? Inuyasha didn't want to talk about what had happened but it was weird that Kōga wasn't trying to. A terrible suspicion filled him. Was that fucker using what had happened between them to seduce Kagome? Fuck the pizza, he was gonna go over to her house right now like he'd originally planned and catch them together and then he didn't care who he was in as long as they got it through their fucking skulls that—
The bell rang. Inuyasha arranged his facial features into something less angry, not wanting to frighten the teen at the door and be blacklisted even from the pizza place.
When he opened the door, he stopped breathing.
Kagome stood there with a scowl on her face. Even though she wore a visor and a polo and khaki shorts like a fucking caddy, she was stunning. Her odd choice of attire made more sense when he saw she was holding the pizza and the logo on the box was also on her shirt.
"Here," she said, thrusting the pizza at him and letting go. He didn't catch it in time and it fell to the floor. She rolled her eyes. "You better not withhold a tip just because you don't know how to use your hands."
"How many jobs do you fucking have?" he asked, mostly for something to say but also because he actually wanted to know.
"Not enough," she grumbled. "I quit the grocery store so we wouldn't have to run into each other but I forgot there are only like five people in this town so it would happen regardless."
He bent down to grab the pizza. "Come inside," he said. "My wallet's in there and I'll grab your tip."
They both knew that wasn't why he was asking her inside. Inuyasha felt even dumber when she glanced down at the wallet-shaped bulge in his front pocket.
"I have two other pizzas in the car."
He sighed and wished he could think of something to say that wasn't an apology because he didn't do anything wrong but made her feel the way an apology would. Fishing his wallet out from his pocket, he opened it to see that it was void of paper money.
"I, uh, don't have cash…" he said, wincing at the look on her face. He always declined to tip when using websites so he could be sure the person fulfilling the order would be getting the money, but he had neglected to actually withdraw any money for it to work this time. "I'll owe you, okay? Can I come by your house later? What time are you off work?"
"Just stop it," Kagome said. "I don't know why you picked me to annoy, but I've had enough of a bad day. Leave me alone, Inuyasha."
Kikyo chose that moment to come to the door. Holding her palm over the speaker of her phone, she said, "Shippo is willing to drop the case for a public apology and a donation to an anti-bullying charity of his choice."
"Fuck that!" he growled. "That fucking liar needs to stop milking this shit."
She sighed. "I'll try and find a more diplomatic way to reply," she said, walking off.
It was a funny mix of feelings inside him to see Kagome hadn't taken the opportunity to leave. There was a gleam in her eye, one that scared and excited him, but the prim little smirk she wore with it was just a dash too smug for his liking.
"You got a mail order copy of me?" she asked, one brow raised in mocking amusement. "You really are obsessed. Is she having fun with you and Kōga now?"
Was it his imagination or was the condescension in her tone covering up some pretty serious jealousy?
"Uh…" He didn't know what to say when it came to Kikyo. Definitely not the truth. Not if he still wanted any chance of Kagome liking him after all this.
Kikyo was suddenly standing next to him again and he jumped in surprise. The air around her was frigid with suspicion and resentment.
"I thought you had other pizzas to trolley about?" she said. Fuck, she had been paying attention to them. "And if you must know, you're my copy, not the other way around. Inuyasha and I have been together since before our teens." The hand she placed on his shoulder was as much a display of ownership as a collar would have been.
Kagome paled just a fraction, big eyes looking to him to ascertain the truth of the statement. Inuyasha nodded.
"Our families were friends growing up so it was just natural we would be each other's first relationship…" he explained.
"First everything," Kikyo said. A cruel smile had her looking like a cat within biting distance of a canary. She almost won, too, but then she had to clarify. "The 'everything' happened freshman year of college. Did you go to college?" she asked, turning to Kagome and asking like she was genuinely curious even though everyone knew it was just a dig at her.
"Sounds like you both have a beautiful relationship based on mutual trust and honesty," she said with a smile. "You can bring my tip by the house later, Inuyasha. A big one, just like last time."
Kikyo frowned at Kagome's retreating—sashaying—figure. "Was that little gremlin being sarcastic or is this the jetlag?"
"She, uh, had a rough day. We're fighting," he admitted.
"Who is she?" Kikyo asked, not bothering to play games. "Sango's texts did mention some model that may or may not be an escort. Was that pizza guy her?"
"She's not a guy!" he barked out, still touchy about earlier. "That's… It's Kagome."
Her eyes widened a fraction. "Oh. Well. Now it all makes sense." A small smile trembled her mouth. "You were right. We do look alike."
"I'm not here 'cause of her," he said. "Not just because of her."
"I know that," Kikyo said. "But the house and your mood? That's because of her. You're staying here because of her. You want to suffer for her. You think that will let you earn her somehow."
He rolled his eyes. "Fucking shit, your psych undergrad is half the reason why we broke up."
"Then she's the other half. Even after all these years." She sat down with a huff, for once not crossing her legs delicately at the ankle. It was as disturbing to him as seeing him on a coke and whiskey bender must have been for her.
"…I got olives on your half," he said, holding up the cold and dented cardboard pizza box.
"Thank you," she replied automatically. "I'll take supper in my room." She left without taking anything, Urasue shuffling behind her, her gait limping in a way he couldn't remember was due to falling through the window or just her advanced age.
Inuyasha ended up eating alone in his room too. The pizza tasted indistinguishable from the container it came in. Kagome had quit her market job because of him. But she also wanted him to come over. Why the fuck was she so confusing? Everyone else was easy to figure out but her.
When enough time had passed that he felt he could sneak out to see Kagome without Kikyo knowing, he took off his shirt and went through his suitcase hoping a clean one was hiding in some corner he hadn't checked yet.
The door opened and in walked the conversation he wasn't ready to have.
"We should talk about earlier," Kōga said.
"We should fucking knock when we enter a goddamn room," Inuyasha said, still tearing open zippers on his bag only to find yet more socks.
"I have boundaries," he said. "No one can know about this. Ayame would lose her shit."
"You think I wanna brag or something?" he snorted. "Don't worry. It won't happen again."
"Why not?" he asked, looking genuinely confused. "Wasn't it fun?"
Now he was just rifling through his luggage to avoid looking at him. "…It was okay. But it ain't me."
Kōga had the balls—gall, he corrected, not wanting to think about the other thing—to laugh at that. "You were the one who started it. Don't act like you haven't been thinking about it ever since."
"It would be weird if I didn't!" he barked out. "I'm not fucking gay but you and I have fucked more than any other straight guys I know."
"It's not like I'm gay either," he argued back. "Ayame, remember?"
"Oh please. Like that was ever real."
"It's real enough for both of us!"
"Whatever. I have to go, don't follow me."
He narrowed his eyes. "You're really going to go see Kagome again? Just get it through your head she doesn't want you the same way you want her."
"I don't fucking need her to," he admitted for the first time. "I just need her."
It was silent. Then Kōga rolled his eyes and plopped down on the bed next to the suitcase.
"Let me give you some advice. Don't go over there. Not today. Make her wait."
"Why?" he asked. Shouldn't he run over there and tell her he loved her and that he and Kikyo were done? "She said I could."
"If she thinks she's your priority, it's not fun for her. The girl is sick. In a sexy way, but still."
Inuyasha wasn't convinced. "Are you telling me to play hard to get?"
Kōga nodded. "I'll help you. In any way I can. It's about time you two stopped fucking around."
He sat down next to him. "I think I made her jealous today. And that's why she invited me over."
"See? She likes that stuff," he said, bumping shoulders with him.
"Kikyo's not like that. She doesn't piss me off with just a look." He frowned. "I should just try and make it work with her."
"Kikyo's a whole different set of problems. But by all means, go ahead and go back to her and leave Kagome to me."
"Not funny," he bit out with a glare. His nostrils flared. "You smell like her. When did you see her? What did she say?"
Now it was Kōga who couldn't look at him. "…I didn't see her. I just went by her house earlier, that's it."
"Don't fucking lie, just because I'm a half-demon doesn't mean my senses are worse than yours. What did you two do together?" He tried to keep his tone light but the acidic jealousy he felt wove its way up into his throat and made itself obvious.
"Nothing! She wasn't even there!"
That was so much worse. So Kagome had been out with someone who wasn't Kōga, someone he didn't know, someone he couldn't control.
"Her scent is…" His eyes widened and he reached for where the sultry Kagome smell was coming from.
Kōga caught his hand before it could make contact with him. "Don't."
Inuyasha ignored him, shaking his grip off before unbuttoning Kōga's jeans and yanking them down.
Kōga was wearing Kagome's panties.
They were a sheer pink mesh with a little white bow on the front. Feminine, not too frilly. They would have been too cute to rip off of Kagome. No, he would have kissed her through them until she was soaking wet, run his tongue along her slit and teased her through the filmy fabric. On Kōga, though, they were fucking obscene.
Inuyasha groaned, his cock already rock hard in his pants from the unexpected sight. In a haze, he brought his face down to the pretty pink panties and kissed the head of Kōga's quickly hardening penis. He gasped.
"Can you taste her?" he asked in a hushed voice, like the two of them were worshipping in a church. In a way, they were. Kagome was the closest thing they had to a religion.
"I want to," he said, desperate for even that small bit of her.
His mouth went back down to the delicately clothed cock. Dick and pussy didn't matter to him in that moment. All he knew was that this was incredibly hot, and since Kagome was involved in even the most minor of ways, it made it okay.
Unlike Kōga, he'd never sucked a cock before, but he figured he was a guy so knew what should be going on down there. The wolf's dick was smaller than his own so he figured it couldn't be too bad. And he really wanted to taste.
Inuyasha dragged down the waistband of the panties until they were secured squarely under Kōga's balls. Kōga unbuttoned his shirt, not taking his eyes off Inuyasha. The tension in the room as he just stared at his dick was like another entity. His tongue unfurled and he licked him from base to tip, getting a feel for his cock. It tasted clean. He convinced himself he could taste some of Kagome's pussy. Yes, this cock had also been inside Kagome and now it was in her underwear. That excited him further.
"Fuck," Kōga gasped as Inuyasha sucked him down.
Now that he was doing it, he didn't know why he never had before—or why Kikyo rarely did. He stopped just short of gagging and withdrew only to bob forward again and suck until his cheeks hollowed. Kōga groaned and put a hand on his naked shoulder, dragging his fingers down until they circled his nipple. Inuyasha shivered at the contact. He brought his own hands to the party and started to fumble around with Kōga's balls, the velvety soft sac surprising him by how much he liked touching it.
Drawing his mouth away, he shoved the suitcase off the bed and laid back, one arm under his head.
"Ride me," Inuyasha said. The words were short, clipped, and stern. Almost angry.
Kōga jumped to obey. Climbing on top of him, he brought his mouth to Inuyasha's right nipple and sucked, biting it lightly. He jumped a little at the sting. It went right to his cock and it shook with how badly he wanted to be inside Kōga's bubbly ass. The wolf noticed and smirked at him.
"And here I thought once last night and once in the morning was too much for you…"
"Just fucking take my cock out and ride it already, slut!"
The demeaning word seemed to excite Kōga and he pulled down Inuyasha's pants, kissing every bit of revealed flesh along the way. His cock sprang up thick and ready to stab, his balls tight from how full of cum they were, cauldrons boiling with his waiting orgasm. Since he wore no underwear, Kōga was easily able to immediately take him in his mouth, the two of them moaning at the contact.
"Not fair you get such a perfect fucking cock," Kōga said. "How'm I supposed to not wanna suck it whenever I get the chance?"
He placed wet, open-mouthed kisses up and down the throbbing penis. His tongue peeked out and licked him, flicking on the underside where the tip met the length. Inuyasha bucked his hips and pushed his cock back inside the warm wet insides of Kōga's mouth. The wolf sucked him until he was one puff of air away from cumming.
"You ever gonna let me fuck your ass again?" he asked, his hand gripping him hard at the base.
"No!" he snarled. "Get back to work."
"You sure? You sure liked it a whole lot the first time." Slowly, he started to rub his cock.
"That was different," he said. "We were kids."
"Could still be a kid at heart."
He released his cock and turned around, straddling him in reverse. Kōga's bouncy ass was barely contained by the sheer panties and he rubbed Inuyasha's prick between his clothed cheeks. The slight scratch of the material combined with the visual had him ready to bust his load again. Kōga was grinding his ass on him like a fucking professional. He reached out and palmed his ass, slapping one cheek hard before squeezing. He moaned and wiggled against him faster.
"Tell me I can fuck your ass," he said. "Then you can fuck me whenever you want. I'll do whatever you say, but I wanna fuck you again. I need to."
Inuyasha was beyond words now and grabbed Kōga's hips, forcefully grinding him against his cock. From this angle with the panties and his hair down, it was too much, too easy to imagine that he was—
The door opened and the face he had been picturing in his mind's eye appeared.
"Kagome," he groaned, cumming all over her pink panties and Kōga's ass.
It wasn't until a couple of awkward seconds later, cum still spurting out of his cockhead, that he realized it wasn't Kagome at the door.
It was Kikyo.
She stood there, white-faced, lips thin in either horror or rage or a combination of both. Kōga was frozen on top of him.
"One year," she said, voice faint. "I'm giving you one year to get this out of your system, Inuyasha. Then I'm bringing you back where you belong."
She left.
"Why the fuck doesn't anyone fucking knock?" he lamented.
"…If she tells Ayame, I'm dead," Kōga said. "She made me sign a contract in front of our couple's therapist that I wouldn't wear women's underwear anymore. And it's for damn sure she wouldn't want me fucking you."
"I'm fucking you, not the other way around," he argued. "Kikyo won't say shit. It'd be too embarrassing."
Kōga took off the cum-soaked panties and threw them to the floor. He still had a painfully hard-looking cock.
Taking pity on him, Inuyasha palmed his member. "You ain't gonna fuck me, but I'll get you off."
The wolf and he traded places. He took a moment to study him not that his eyes were closed. Aquiline nose, full lips, high cheekbones, bronzed skin. Fit and toned but not too bulky. His cock was down for the count for now, but it would be a matter of just a couple minutes if he kept studying him like this. Bending his head, he licked at one chocolatey nipple, sucking it and enjoying the salt of his sweat. Sweat that had been worked up in pleasing him. Kōga whined like a bitch and arched his back for more. Inuyasha covered his sensitive chest in kisses and bites, sucking at his nipples until they were as hard as pebbles.
One of his hands reached between them and wrapped around his cock, jerking the wolf off. It took just a few twists of the wrist before he was cumming in his hand, his mouth wide open and gasping as he got jerked off and his nipples sucked at the same time.
"You're only allowed to wear panties from now on," Inuyasha decided. "This is how it's gonna go: we fuck inside the house whenever we want. We tell no one. Sometimes, you're gonna wear thigh-high fishnets. And bras." His cock plumped up the more he talked.
Kōga's grin was wicked. "I'm gonna have your ass by the end of the month. You'll see. You'll be begging me."
Inuyasha laughed but it sounded nervous. "Whatever, bitch. Clean my cock off until I'm hard enough to fuck you."
This was going to be the best summer of his life.
