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Jinxy-sama
Author of 26 Stories

Rated: M - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Updated: 10-10-09 - Published: 10-22-08 - id:4610258

As posted on iyhedonism for the Week 24 Kouga prompt, though for some reason the word count is summing higher here than should be in the document.

A/N: This is my first ever contest entry as well as my first piece of this sort EVER. Not to mention my first foray into Kouga's domain. Wow, I'm certainly popping my iyhedonism cherry here, aren't I? And that 300 word limit just about killed me. Gah!

Bestial

The harsh cave floor dug into Kagome’s hands as Kouga’s thrusting pushed her forward from the bed of fur he had laid down for them. Her cries of pleasure mingled with those of pain and echoed throughout their rocky enclosure. He was a little big for her, but that was okay.

He filled her up in a way InuYasha never could. He took control, pushed her limits; crossed the very threshold of her being. Such force.

She felt her skin break over her palms as Kouga’s own rapturous cries reverberated around them in the shallow cave that was their hedonistic hideaway.

“I’m gonna cum,” he puffed, “Where do you want it?”

Hunh,” she panted, “My back.”

“Where?” He yanked her head up by her hair. “Say it.”

“I want you to cum on my back.”

He pounded her a few more good times and then withdrew, his seed a shock of hot fluid raining over her flesh, some matting in her dark hair, some dripping down the crack of her ass. This he lapped up with his tongue, if only to prevent any from reaching the place he wished most for it to avoid. Neither of them wanted InuYasha to find out about them that way. If he didn’t realize it knowing his hanyou seed was less than fruitful, his keen senses would likely do the job. His olfactory prowess was astounding, reaching far corners of the countryside. It wasn’t a stretch to believe he may be able to pick up the odor of an unwanted wolf cub from inside the womb.

The glimmer of moonbeams casting inside from the mouth of the cave kissed the coalescence of their forms, a heaving mass of sweat-slicked flesh, fighting, laboring for each dust-choked breath. Alas, it was done. Time to go home.


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