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My Woman	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Kouga/Kagome Views: 16033 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Saburo offered to retrieve his friends from their room when the Elders finally came to a decision. It only took them several hours, yelling at each other so loud that their voices echoed throughout the corridors of the Western fortress. He was honestly surprised that the old wolves got anything done at all. No wonder Yorozohu and Matsusuke got away with what they did.
He arrived at Kouga and Kagome’s chambers and took an appraising whiff of the air swirling out from the cracks of the door. He rubbed his hands together with a mischievous grin and opened the door silently as he crept into the room.
There they were, dead to the world, enfolded in each other’s arms. Kagome sprawled out next to Kouga in all her prolific, naked glory. He crept closer to the bed, taking great care not to step on a squeaky floorboard in the process, his pronounced limp hindering him only slightly. He stopped when he heard Kagome hum softly in her sleep, but she never woke, so he continued. He tiptoed around the bed and crouched low placing his mouth close to Kouga’s ear. It was a dangerous move. He could wind up sailing through the bay window behind him if he wasn’t careful, but it was a chance he was willing to take. Kouga would more than likely be focused on protecting his mate and cub.
“Oi!” He yelled into Kouga’s ear.
Kouga and Kagome both started awake, eyes wide and limbs jerking. Kagome tried to lift herself up, but Kouga pulled her back down, arms clamped around her ample breasts, crushing her back into his chest while a surprised ‘oomph’ rushed from her lungs and threw a leg over hers to hide her lower regions, pressing her petite body into the soft mattress from the sheer weight of his heavily muscled limb. Her arms flailed comically around Kouga’s hulking frame, making Saburo’s chuckles erupt into deep, belly shaking laughter. He couldn’t help himself. Gods, what a sight. He couldn’t find anything funnier if he tried. He was still laughing when a pillow was thrown at him, hitting him in the face, exploding into a shower of goose down from the force of the impact. He sputtered blowing the feathers away from him as his cackles continued.
“WHAT. THE. FUCK.” Kouga seethed through clenched teeth, clearly not amused.
There was a meaty slap to his forearm making the Prince look down at his mate. He lifted his hold on her slightly, giving her room to finally suck in much needed air.
“Sorry, love.” Kouga apologized sheepishly as he tucked a sheet around her gently.
Kagome just glared back at him over her shoulder and Saburo’s laughter became painful as he wrapped his arms around his middle.
“S-s-sorry…hahaha…t-t-the Elders…hahaha…you gotta…hahaha…oh shit…” Saburo tried to explain, but couldn’t stop long enough to do so.
“Yeah, I get it.” Kouga deadpanned, his face schooled into a mask of pure irritation complete with a ticking eyebrow.
Saburo put his hands up in a placating fashion while taking several steps back. He made his way around the bed and out the door. Kouga and Kagome collectively sighed in exasperation, listening to their friend’s chuckles disappear down the hall.
“Will he always be like this?” She asked.
Kouga allowed himself to be pushed away so she could weasel her way out of bed and away from him.
“Probably. One too many hits to the head, I think.” Kouga said absently, watching her ass sway from side to side as she crawled to the edge of the bed. “What a magnificent view.” He muttered crawling up behind her. “We gotta go, come on, get dressed, woman, and quit teasing me.” He said playfully smacking her bottom causing her to squeal with laughter.
He hopped off the bed, looking over his shoulder with a smirk as he made a show of picking up his scattered furs and taking his sweet time putting each piece back on one by one. Kagome sat on the edge of the bed, watching every move he made with rapt attention. He could smell her arousal in the air and it made his cock twitch. If she kept that up, they wouldn’t be leaving this room for the rest of the night and quite possibly, part of the next day. He walked to the wardrobe and pulled out an elegant red silk kimono adorned with golden cranes and placed it on the bed next to her. Sesshomaru had spared no expense.
He bent down and kissed her lips softly, not anticipating her to latch onto him and fall backwards causing him to lose his balance due to the abruptness of her actions. He bend his arms quickly, making sure they absorbed all of his weight so he wouldn’t crush her, while she pushed her tongue fearlessly into his mouth deepening their kiss and making his head spin. He jumped when he felt her blunt nails scrape along his inner thigh. He pulled her hand away, securing it above her head and broke the kiss gasping for air. She giggled, obviously extremely pleased with herself, wrapping her thighs around his hips and pushing herself against his groin, making him bare his fangs at the taunting friction.
Well, two could play at that game. He traced the shell of her ear with his tongue, trailing sultry kisses down the exposed flesh of her neck where his lips found their destination and suckled on her mating mark while his hand groped for her clothes blindly. She moaned and rubbed her silken womanhood up against him suggestively.
His claws finally found what he was looking for and pulled the silk toward him, pushing her previously captured arm through the sleeve. She gasped, her head coming off the bed as she wiggled trying to get away from the cold fabric he was forcefully dressing her into. He nipped her mark and swatted the part of her ass hanging off the bed in rebuke, rubbing the abused flesh, letting his fingertips ghost tentatively close to the source of her heat.
“Stop fighting it. You brought this on yourself, my naughty little mate.” He growled lowly into her ear as he pulled her up and pushed her other arm into the next sleeve.
He consciously placed a respective distance between them. Her heated core and his taut fur covered length would have them alerting the farthest corners of Japan if they touched again.
He felt the tremors run down her frame as he racked his claws lightly down the expanse of her back, allowing the silk of her kimono to caress her prickled skin as it fell to the floor, clinging to her curves in the most alluring way.
He helped her close it, first weighing the pliant flesh of her breasts in his palms, tweaking the hardened nipples and rolling them between his fingers, making her moan; then running one hand over her left breast cupping it fully and nipping her neck as he brought one side of her kimono over to cover the sensitive mound, repeating the same treatment to the other, not wanting it to feel neglected.
Finally, he tied the gold obi above her belly securely, nibbling on her neck the entire time, her head had long since fallen to the side against his supporting arm wrapped securely around her shoulders, giving him all the access an Alpha could want.
He assessed his handiwork, appreciating the way her hardened buds strained against the soft cloth covering them. His hands smoothed the nonexistent wrinkles settling themselves on the swell of her hips. These lovely features would soon give their cub life and succulence. He found himself suddenly in awe of her, appreciating her presence in his life even more, astounded that such a thing was even possible considering how much he adored her.
Kagome was enjoying the soft touches and sensual caresses her Prince was lavishing on her. She felt the moisture pool between her thighs and rubbed them together trying to alleviate the ache, knowing they really didn’t have time for this. Sesshomaru was not the most patient youkai and she really didn’t think she could handle being walked in on again tonight, especially by him. She steeled her resolve and cleared her throat ready to protest even as her hands remained tangled in Kouga’s long hair keeping him close.
“Kouga, we have to stop.” She said weakly, loving the way her hips fit in his hands.
Kouga growled into the flesh of her neck and pushed her back down on the bed, pulling her kimono up above her waist. He ran his fingers along the susceptible, swollen flesh between her thighs, teasing her, and pinching at her moistened petals. A moan escaped from her throat at the contact as her hips rocked into his hand, silently pleading for more.
She heard him hit his knees and buried her face into a wayward pillow when she felt his tongue swipe across her opening. He pushed her legs apart and twirled his tongue around her clit, making her legs shake due to the exquisite pleasure pain he coaxed from the over sensitized nub. He lapped at her hungrily as she writhed on the bed, gripping the sheets.
He clamped a beautifully sculpted arm over her thigh pulling her closer to the edge of the bed and pushed two thick fingers into her, pumping them hard and fast as he continued to stimulate that hooded bundle of nerves. She was out of her mind in ecstasy; her cries of euphoria muffled by the pillow while those sinful digits of his rubbed unmercifully against a spot inside her that had her squirming in his iron clad grip. He growled his delight at his current position making vibrations penetrate her to the bone.
The heat in her lower belly raged as he consumed her, nibbling and nipping causing her to shriek in sensory overload as the coil deep inside tightened ominously. He pushed another finger into her and suckled her nub hard. The heat inside her burst, the coil sprung, and she came screaming his name as her vision flared white from the intensity of her climax. He latched onto her, drinking in the nectar that flowed generously from her body, not leaving one drop forgotten. He laved her swollen lips a few times, cleaning up the mess he made, while she lay on the bed sated and twitching with her legs dangling uselessly over his shoulders.
She felt him caress her bottom lovingly as he stood assisting her as she shakily did the same. He licked his lips and wiped his mouth, grinning like the Cheshire cat that just devoured the door mouse. She shook her head at the boastful way he strutted about the room, strapping on his armor and pulling a comb through his dark hair, securing it in a leather tie on top of his head while she struggled to regain control over her faculties. He grabbed her hand in his, brushing her kimono down around her legs, kissing her languidly. He pulled away slowly, pressing his forehead against hers and nipping her nose, running his claws through her hair.
“Turn around and I’ll braid it for you. Then we’ll leave.” He said softly.
She nodded wordlessly and did as she was told, letting him brush her hair, ridding it of all knots before platting it loosely. He tied off the braid and pulled her back against him.
“Ready to be presented, Princess?” Kouga asked.
She nodded tiredly and turned around to face him, sliding her hand into the crook of his proffered elbow as he led her out of their chambers and to the conference room where everyone was waiting.

Kagome and Kouga entered the conference room, bowing respectfully to Lord Sesshomaru who stood at the head of the long table. They made their way silently to their seats and waited for Sesshomaru to sit before fallowing suit. Saburo sat across from Kagome, his facial features serious, but she could see an amused gleam in his emerald eye. She just shook her head and focused her attention on Sesshomaru.
“This Sesshomaru will hear your decision.” He stated blandly.
“We have reached one, but we wish to negotiate the base terms.” Elder Yorozohu answered.
“They are non-negotiable.” Sesshomaru answered narrowing his eyes at the Elder wolf.
“We all agree that we need the aid, Lord Sesshomaru, make no mistake about that, and if Saburo does not contest it, we would willingly accept Prince Kouga as Alpha once more. However, we cannot hand over our prisoners. They are traitors to our own kind and will be judged according to our laws. It is not an outside matter. Personally, I don’t see why you would want them.” Elder Matsusuke explained.
“This Sesshomaru does not need to explain himself. The terms stand.” He replied steadily.
“I’m afraid that we will not be able to hand over Ayame and Hiroshi. It is unfortunate that we will not be able to receive aid, but we are content knowing our Prince is back where he belongs.” Yorozohu stated sealing his fate unknowingly while folding his hands on the table.
“Then, it’s going to be even more unfortunate to know that I will not be returning.” Kouga spoke up.
Everyone turned to look at him aghast, except Lord Sesshomaru, who kept a steady gaze trained on Yorozohu. Saburo’s mouth gapped open like a fish out of water and Kagome just stared, completely at a loss for why he would give up such an opportunity.
“The pack needs you, Kouga. After everything we found out, why wouldn’t you come back?” Saburo asked puzzled by his friend’s response.
Kouga stood from his seat, his restlessness getting the better of him. He crossed his arms over his chest, contemplating how to respond without breaking down the ancestral ookami social structure in Lord Sesshomaru’s conference room. It wasn’t like he was all that pleased to have the Elders here to begin with. It was no secret the Taiyoukai of the West had ever been fond of the ookami race. He was doing this for Kagome because she deserved the recognition for what she had done and still Yorozohu and Matsusuke clung to ideals that were old fashioned and biased, something that gave them away. Kouga hadn’t missed how they conveniently left out Kagome in their invitation to have him back and they hadn’t even recognized InuYasha’s existence once, not even during his outburst earlier.
He was, however, thankful for Kamatari and Tsunenaga. They had shifted the balance of power in the Council keeping every decision suspended while they divided the votes into a standstill in these last few months. They openly supported him returning to the pack long before now and had pushed to get Saburo placed as temporary Alpha until Kouga could return with Kagome, whom they also supported and had sent multiple gifts to when they found out she was with cub. It would be the first new life welcomed into the pack since the massacre and preparations were already in the making despite the fact that they were the ones who had flung Kagome into the Snake Clan leader to begin with, an issue he wasn’t exactly thrilled about.
“I am not proud of allowing myself to be poisoned, but the attack was not my fault. Once, being the ever obedient, following-orders-blindly type, I would have allowed you to use me as a whipping post and even beat my own self into a bloody pulp for my supposed transgressions. I refuse to be that simpering whelp.” Kouga spat vehemently boring an acidic hole through Yorozohu with his smoldering depths. “Your original decision to deny Kagome a place in our ranks was overlooked at first. I still do not fully understand…”
“She’s human and brought…” Yorozohu interrupted heatedly.
“Silence.” Sesshomaru hissed cutting the fool off effectively.
“Her humanity means nothing. She’s a Princess now, my mate, the mother of my cub and heir, and the savior of us all. Before that she was the Shikon Miko, the slayer of countless evils, and the woman I love more than life itself. She has proven herself to be worthy beyond a shadow of a doubt and yet you still spout your objections. It makes one wonder.” Kouga said stopping to place a possessive hand on his woman’s shoulder watching the two fuming Elders intently across the table.
“Just what are you implying, Kouga?” Matsusuke gritted through clenched teeth.
“Oh, nothing much. Just that you and Yorozohu are a bunch of spineless, two faced cowards who keep prisoners of war and traitors in cushy dens when they should be clapped in irons and having their squishy insides removed by our gracious host.” Saburo piped up inspecting his claws meticulously using a tone better suited for casual conversation over tea.
Matsusuke lunged forward, his focus intent on ripping Saburo a new one, but he never made it that far. Sesshomaru had the tall wolf pinned by his neck against the furthest wall within the span of half a breath, while the ookami snarled and growled in the Taiyoukai’s placid face. Kouga pulled Kagome from her seat and placed her in the protection of InuYasha who had Tetsusaiga drawn. Jaken stood beside him, his Staff of Two Heads pointed towards the last treacherous Elder ready to kill in defense of the cub laden Miko himself.
Tsunenaga and Kamatari flanked the ookami Prince, claws at the ready for further disruptions, while Saburo propped his feet up on the table and folded his hands behind his head leisurely giving Yorozohu a smug smirk and wink. The incensed Elder snarled and swiped out his claws at the lounging wolf, but they never reached their destination. He was pinned much the same as his counterpart against the wall by a growling Kouga with a strong, clenched fist around his throat.
“You see, it has always been a mystery as to why the snakes were able to run amuck the way they had without any intervention from the Council, but we never thought to question the decision and chose to handle it ourselves. Then after we buried six hundred and forty two of our brethren including every last youth and listened to the accumulative stories of the battle, as well as the events leading up to it, the answer suddenly occurred to me.” Saburo stated seriously while righting himself in the chair and standing, his left leg limping slightly, an unfortunate wound that would never fully heal.
“It was Kamatari and Tsunenaga who rushed to my aid while you two just stood idly by and would have allowed me to die. It was you two who allowed several snakes past your usually impenetrable line of defense when my little sister jumped into the battle. If it had not been for Lord Sesshomaru, she may have perished. Surely you old fuckers haven’t slipped that far into senility to allow a comrade to fall on a field of battle so callously.” He continued with a dangerous smirk playing on his lips.
“Tsunenaga-sama and Kamatari-sama held me back from Kouga when Kenji was…” Kagome’s soft voice flowed over the clamor in the room.
It was broken with barley contained tears and damning understanding of where Saburo was going with his explanation. InuYasha wrapped an arm around his friend and pulled her close keeping narrowed golden eyes on the two pinned wolves against the walls.
“Indeed, the wolf has a point. This Sesshomaru is fully aware of the intricate workings of supreme conquest and ones such as yourselves are the dishonorable cowards to allow others to get their hands dirty so that yours may remain clean. This One has killed many with the same callow mentality.” The Taiyoukai growled menacingly.
“You thought me weak, refused to aid in the destruction of the snakes until the last possible moment and then only involved yourselves as little as possible. Hiroshi is a troublemaker, sure, but he’s too stupid to come up with a plot by himself. He followed your orders and ran Ayame’s little errands. Your stationary was conveniently placed in her reach and you allowed her to have a visitor which is a blatant disregard of our laws. You both pulled the strings while sitting pretty professing haughty innocence and putting up the façade of Council order.” Kouga snarled in Yorozohu’s face.
“There weren’t even any guards posted outside the assembly chambers during the hearing, almost as if Lord Sesshomaru and InuYasha were expected. The distraction of such grand social proportions would indubitably keep the pack’s focus intent on something other than the shifty dealings behind their backs and push our fearless leader to the edge. Ah yes, and let’s not forget the way Hiroshi’s little serpent buddy kept glancing at you, Matsusuke, while I ripped him open. Very telling, don’t you think?” Saburo explained further earning a gasp from the pregnant woman in the room.
“You mean to tell me that you allowed all of your people to die just for power? All those poor babies?” Kagome asked voice strained with watery pain, holding her belly protectively as she broke away from InuYasha and started moving forward.
The demons in the room stiffened when they felt the singeing of her holy powers crawl up their skin. They heard the shuffle of silk and then a sniffle as she left the room allowing everyone to relax, at least to the point that they knew they weren’t going to be purified by a highly hormonal Miko. Kouga’s instincts were screaming at him to kill the one who was the harbinger of his mate’s distress swiftly so that he may be rid of the miserable louse and could attend to her wellbeing, but the Alpha male in him was demanding retribution for his slain kin.
“You have no proof of these reckless allegations. You’ve placed your hands on your betters unjustly, Kouga. You will…” Yorozohu started but choked when Kouga tightened his grip and dug his claws into the Elder’s tender flesh drawing generous amounts of blood.
Sesshomaru flared his youki and several armed guards rushed into the room taking over the job of restraining the rogue wolves. They complied bitterly, but blessedly silent. Kouga left the room on the prisoners’ heels following his nose, tracking the scent of his pregnant mate and her tears.
He found her in the palace nursery holding a stuffed bear to her chest and rocking furiously in the overstuffed rocking chair sobbing violently. Her grief consumed his senses and had him stumbling over himself to reach her. She turned her red rimmed, swollen eyes to him and he lifted her, bear and all, placing her in his lap as he adopted her former position. He placed his hand over her distended belly smoothing his hand across the silk that covered it, clutching her to his chest as he rocked his woman while she mourned for the dead.
“H-How c-coul…could they…b-be s-s-so hear…heartless?” She stuttered through her lamentations.
“I don’t know, Kagome. I don’t know.” He told her softly peppering kisses across her furrowed brow, begging her silently to calm down.
“It m-makes…n-no…s-sense.” She continued covering her face with her hands, her body wracking with the force of her cries, the fluffy bear abandoned.
Kouga felt the cub begin to kick energetically picking up on its mother’s distress. He began a low rumble in his chest attempting to soothe his mate and cub, his hand continuing its oscillations. He whimpered with her and licked her forehead like the wolf he was. She sniffled and pulled her hands away, wiping away the salty tracks with trembling fingers. He licked her pinkened nose affectionately then placed a human kiss to it before touching his forehead to hers.
“They will all be avenged, love. This I swear.” He whispered with conviction as he lulled her to sleep.
Saburo stopped him in the hall when Kouga decided to carry his slumbering mate back to their chambers. The grey wolf smoothed her hair down at her forehead with a small, sad smile, before turning his green eye on Kouga.
“Sesshomaru says to be ready two days from now at dawn. We travel to the Eastern lands to present the betrayers before the pack. How’s she doing?” He asked quietly.
“As good as to be expected.” Kouga replied wistfully, staring down into his beloved’s relaxed face which was puffy and stained with her drying tears.
“Kami help those fucking bastards when they face their Alpha female for judgment. I hear she was a wondrous sight to behold.” Saburo said with a small smile.
“She’s not going anywhere near that. Don’t you think she’s been through enough?” Kouga responded incredulously and Saburo chuckled.
“Just try and keep her away. I dare you.” He said patting his friend’s shoulder and limping back the way he came.
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