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The Next Generation	By : groovytits Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 5240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(( Kay, I lied. It's not Kachio's p.o.v.))

I was less immersed in the ritual than I had been before. My howl came out instead like a throaty roar. I was still in the belladonna’s grip with rage. I was beyond angry with Ryu at that point, she bested me in front of a good amount of the young in my pack and managed to fuel my animal desire to rut even more with the little stunt. The bitch would pay for humiliating me infront of my pack.
We next drank a boiled golden elixir, and it smelled of spring time flowers. It was called ‘Angel’s clutch.’ The effects of this drug weren’t hallucinogenic, nor was it an opiate. This was the nectar of the gods; it took ahold of your body and lifted your senses deliciously. Your mind would fly with thoughts and your happiness would peak for a long time. Down the hatch again. Another bowl of herb and two big gulps of sake. It didn’t take long for the golden nectar to take effect. We were soon talking amicably to each other. I would describe the feeling as being on the futuristic ecstasy, except a lot stronger. I found that I wasn’t sour with my intended anymore, and was instead congratulating her on the ingenious method that she used. If I were a female, I would use my unique parts to get whatever I wanted all of the time. I don’t know why women didn’t use their wiles on men more often. Or did they? Was there an art to the subtlety? Ryuumiu looked at her human sister and shrugged, telling me with a smile that she’d never reveal the secrets of her sex. I felt the grass beneath my palm and delightful tingles went up my arms. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the little raven-haired goddess beside me as she talked loudly, gesturing animatedly with her hands about something. I’d always wanted her. When I first met her as a squirming babe, I was facininated with her eyes. As children, her wild spirit captivated me. Now, as a woman I was mesmerized and ensnared with both her beauty and her savage nature. She challenged me in tempting ways and seduced me unknowingly with every breath she took. Blood be damned, I wanted her to be mine. As my thoughts traveled, I unconsciously stroked my russet tail and grinned like a madman,
“Can you preform the ink ritual on my skin?”
My brother questioned the pup. She nodded vigorously and asked the bigger man what he wanted. He did not hesitate to tell her,
“I would also like that moon upon my chest.”
He lightly touched one of his armored pectorals, and I saw her eyes follow his huge hand. Damn Zukimu to the lowest depths of hell. He was looking at her with a charming smile and I saw her hand lightly twitch against the ground. If I wasn’t in such an elated mood, I would have growled at him. He knew that I’d claimed her, yet was flirting with her. I questioned his loyalty, but quickly pushed aside my negative thoughts. He was just hot from the previous drug like the rest of us. Still, it bothered me that my more handsome brother was silently tempting the girl. He surpassed me in strength and beauty, and by all rights should be next in line for the pack alpha. I was born first though, and he would never be above me in rank unless he killed me in a challenge. And Zukimu would never do that, our loyal natures kept us in check and made things like treachery and power-hunger alien to us as a species.
“Um… well, this is a symbol for my father’s bloodline. A family crest. I suppose you can borrow it, but I would think you might like something more fitting to yourself.”
Her speech had grown much better in her time away, but her words still came out improperly from time to time like her father.
“Hm, I’ll have to think on that.”
My younger brother wasn’t fidgeting around like I was, but I could smell the excitement rising in him. Kachio caught my attention from the corner of my eye when he shuddered. I turned my full attention to the snowy-haired man and watched him fold his legs to his chest.
“Something wrong?”
Yuuaa asked him. Kachio looked around with confusion and shook his head. He didn’t seem to be liking the new feeling of elation and stimulation. Without a word, he shifted his white hakama and stood up; I could see the beginnings of his arousal through the material. The siblings must have had some training in the art of concealment, because I couldn’t smell it on him and I could barely smell it on Ryu. But that was because I was really seeking it.
“Going somewhere?”
Moriko tugged at Kachio’s pants and grinned knowingly at him,
“Yes, I’m going for a walk. Can’t seem to sit still.”
It would have been a good excuse if my brothers and I had no knowledge of what the liquid was doing to him. Moriko waved him off,
“Alright, but be back soon. You wouldn’t want to miss the best part of the night.”
And with that, Kachio walked off with clipped strides.
I turned my attention once again to Ryuumiu, but she wasn’t in her spot next to me anymore. Instead, she was tugging Yuuaa up by the hand. Surely they weren’t joining Kachio? I wouldn’t allow it now that the females where both shivering with the intoxication of the angel’s grasp. One of the males in a different circle began playing the hand-drum that he must have brought with him. Some of the females started to join around the fire and dance.
“Where are we going?”
Yuuaa whined. I could smell Yuuaa’s heat rolling off of her in waves.
“Come dance with me. “
Ryuumiu insisted. The taller woman stood up and followed Ryu to the blazing circle of twisting females. I lost sight of the both of them for a second when they moved to the other side of the large bonfire. The flames parted just long enough for Yuuaa’s pale body to be revealed for a split second. I felt Moriko poke my arm,
“Why don’t you go dance with them?”
I thought about it for a second then shook my head, I was at a place in inhibition to do it without much embarrassment. I would rather not, though. Moriko shrugged, stood up, and slunk over to the other side of the fire. My youngest brother seemed to get the circle of women around the fire to shift, and I saw Ryuumiu from the left side. Her fingers where entwined with Yuuaa’s, and both of the girls had half-lidded expressions. Their bodies drew flush against one another and I could see sweat gathering on Ryu’s golden skin. My eyes stayed glued to her hips and backside as they swayed gracefully with Yuuaa’s. The mortal girl spun Ryu around, her front now facing me. I could see that she unlaced the black leather binding her torso, only revealing the middle strip of her chest. I hoped that the heat from the fire got too much to bare so that she would cast the thing off. Her tanned hands slid down her sides, and I watched her with rapt attention as she moved to the slow beat of the drum. The other females burred pst my vision in an array of dull colors. Only my little dragon stood out amongst them, bright and vivacious among a sea of grey. Her lust body was winding and grinding in the most sensuous way, and her face was contorted as if moving against the fire was orgasmic. I could feel myself hardening, my hands balled into my pelt. Her wide hips circled and her back arched, her hands buried in the wild mass of black waves on top of her head,
“You shouldn’t stare, brother.”
Zukimu’s deep voice was close to me. I looked over and hadn’t noticed when he sat beside me.
“It’s hard not to.”
I saw his eyes go to Ryuumiu, and I smelt his overbearing arousal. I didn’t like it that he was watching her, but I didn’t voice my opposition. It wasn’t rare in our culture to share lovers. Sharing mates was a different story though, usually practiced by the omegas because of the small amount of women willing to mate them. Zukimu and I had shared a bitch once, and it wasn’t unpleasant. I wasn’t keen on sharing this one, though.
“I think that I’ll pursue her tonight.”
His voice was quiet and even. My eyebrows furrowed,
“I’ve already made claim.”
“One that she doesn’t acknowledge.”
I went silent. He was only partly right. She’d recognized it. I could smell her in the woods. She was just playing hard to get. I couldn’t stop him though. I wasn’t the real alpha yet. Only father could halt his advances, and father wasn’t here.
“She will. The hunt is soon, brother.”
We both watched Moriko grab both of the girls. His hands rubbed up Yuuaa’s arms and he bent down low to twist in front of Ryuumiu. I wasn’t wary of the younger demon when he buried his claws into the black pelt on her hips, guiding her closer to him. He was not a contender against me. His sexuality was too fluid and fleeting to be. Any willing female would do for a night with Moriko, and he didn’t plant his sights on anybody for too long.
“You may be faster, but I am stronger.”
My brother said. I nodded and kept my eyes trained on her and Moriko.
“You will challenge me then?”
“If it comes to it, then yes.”
“Alright, Zukimu. But do not think that I will give up so easily.”
Ryuumiu looked towards us and gave the smallest of grins. I thought that it may have been directed at me. She looked like some sort of fabled warrior goddess, dancing around the fire in leather and furs, her wild mane tamed only slightly by the deep red sash tied around her head. She was still armed to the teeth with her various weapons.
“She is a man’s woman, and a man is what she will have.”
Zukimu said. He might lust for her tonight, but my demon had been lusting for the girl for years. She was everything that I wanted. It wasn’t just her voluptuous body, though that certainly helped. It was her confidence, her feral nature, her loyalty, and her flippancy. She could be alpha beside me.
Ryuumiu’s hips joined Moriko’s when she fluidly waved her body to him. The drum slowed, and she spun away from him to let Yuuaa take her partner. The young ningen was like a swan when she gracefully ground against the young man. Ryuumiu’s smile was wolfish when she walked toward us and sat on the other side of Zukimu, who gave me a secret smirk.
“I’m about to go find Kachio.”
She said, breathless. It would not do for her to find her brother relieving himself in the woods.
“It’s best to let him alone for now.”
Zukimu voiced my thoughts.
“What’s next?”
“We’re hunting next.”
Ryu frowned uneasily at me when I told her,
“Hunting what?”
“Each other.”
She looked relieved when I told her that. Ah, she must have thought that I meant animals. I’d forgotten her strange repulsion for the intake of animal flesh.
“Like tag?”
She could be naïve at times. It was a endearing that she was so ignorant about our ways.
“Of sorts.”
I said. Zukimu almost spoke up, but I shot him a look. Best not to tell her least she insist on not participating. I was glad that both she had forgiven me for the night’s earlier indiscretions; I did not want to ruin it by antagonizing her.
When the time did come for the next event, Kachio had shown up twenty minutes in advance, looking quite peeved. He was relatively silent for the remainder of the time. My only real concern was of Ryuumiu’s massive beast. He had been relatively quiet throughout the ceremony. He didn’t even try and jump into the fight from earlier. Perhaps he was too old to move much, but he seemed vibrant enough. He probably assumed Ryuumiu could take care of herself, he seemed intelligent enough to form coherent thoughts. I would leave him alone, but I would not hesitate to put the wolf in his place should he try and interfere. When we smoked the leaves of the yen flower and the horn was blown, our three guests looked quite confused. The females of my pack stood up and began running for the trees. Yamachaen, one of the younger females, grabbed Yuuaa by the hand and pulled her along. Ryuumiu ran after the two.
“You have to run! Try your best to hide and not get caught!”
I heard the girl’s bell-like voice echo when the women were lost in the shadows. They would get a ten minute head-start. That would give us enough time for our more primitive side to manifest. Kachio felt it almost as soon as the girls were gone. His eyes bled a light shade of pink, his irises slitted and red. He hands where flexing and his claws grew longer. Zukimu and I had to restrain him. He growled and snapped at us with long fangs,
“Release me.”
He seemed to have good control over his aggressive nature despite being of weaker blood than us, though he was hunching over and making odd noises. Just a little bit longer. I felt my own blood start to pump, and I was elated at the thought of what was about to happen. My brother’s earlier warning had been forgotten by me, and I was practically bouncing with excitement. Ryuumiu had probably high tailed it out of obvious reach by now, the young demon had surely disclosed the near events to the girl. I began to feel desire coursing through me, and I felt my wolf-hood grow without stimulation. I glanced over at the mammoth wolf beside the fire and found that he was looking at me also. It seemed as if he held an expression of warning towards me, the way his brow bone was drawn. Other than that, he stayed lazing by the fire. He would be watching me. My thoughts turned to the object of my long-time obsession and my cock began to throb. It was painful. I felt no shame in the hard thrust I delivered to the empty air around me. I imagined destroying her innocence and dominating her, and how she was going fight me tooth and nail to stop it from happening. It would be the sweetest victory. It would further solidify my declaration. All I needed was her alpha’s permission after that. Getting Inuyasha to relinquish the girl would be the most challenging part. Her permission to, but I assumed that it would eventually happen. I sunk my claws into my thigh with the amount of self-restraint I had to pressure onto myself. My brothers were also fighting the same inner battle. I couldn’t wait any longer. My blood was on fire, and all of my primal urges surfaced. With a roar, I dashed into the woods. I felt the ground shake behind me when my pack followed suit. My nose found her scent quickly. She smelled of sandal wood and a womanly musk that drove my senses insane. Kachio breezed past me and darted into a tree, following some unknown scent. I ignored him and made a bee-line for the eastern direction.
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