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Nobody's Bitch but Mine	By : kittenchild Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 3:

Kouga awoke disoriented and confused. His body, which had once been a series of aches and bruises felt both soft and languid beneath the warmth of the silky furs piled on top of him. A yawn (of the rare jaw cracking variety) spilled out of his mouth as he stretched beneath the blankets, his feet searching for a cool spot on the bed. He opened his sleep fogged eyes slowly, and saw the soft glow of afternoon sunlight dancing through the opened window and frolicking across the floors and walls. A soft breeze fluttered the wide, swathy, draperies and stirred the dust motes in the air until it seemed that they, too, danced.
He did a mental check of his body. It had been years since he had felt this fully rested. Content even. His muscles felt blissfully loose and relaxed and for the first time in almost a month his head felt clear and his thoughts sharp.
But where was he?
It took him a moment to register, where, exactly that he was and what had happened before he had fallen asleep. Like a light switch suddenly being thrown on, Kouga jolted upright in bed with wide unseeing eyes.
He was in Sesshoumaru’s chambers. Sleeping like a babe in the bastard’s too large and far too comfortable bed. With frenzied movements he flung the furs off of his body and swung his legs over the bed. Looking down, he realized he was still wearing Sesshoumaru’s haori. The dog demon’s scent now clung thickly to his skin.
Kouga was half tempted to strip the offending garment from his body, but contemplated the wisdom of such an act. He had no other clothing than what he was wearing now, and though he adamantly wanted nothing of Sesshoumaru’s to so much as brush against his skin, wearing the damn haori was better than wearing nothing at all. With a growl he pushed himself free of the bed, feeling stronger than he had in quite some time. When his feet touched the downy softness of the large firs that served as rugs, Kouga couldn’t help but wiggle his toes.
Slowly but steadily he got to his feet. Despite all the wonders that a good night’s rest had given him, Kouga still protested the sudden movement. He let out a growl of frustration, swiping a hand through his long unbound hair. He startled at the soft, silken, feel of it. His fingers slid easily through the black waves, and brought with it that same familiar scent.
What in the hell?
Kouga did not have the time to contemplate the smell. He had to get out of this damn room that reeked like Sesshoumaru. He had to escape.
And go where?
The question, rising up like a ghost from his subconscious stopped him in his tracks. Where would he go? Back to his pack? Kouga couldn’t imagine how such a re-union would go. If he did manage to make it out of the Western lands and into safer territory, what could he possibly be expecting? His scent, he knew, would be newly changed. The mark Sesshoumaru had given him would see to that. And his pack…they would know. They would be able to smell the truth he had been trying to keep from them for so long. They would smell his shame. He fervently hoped that it wouldn’t matter to them. After all, had he not been looking out for them all this time? How many times had he placed their wellbeing before his own? He had sacrificed for them, bled for them, and had done the best damn job he’d been able to do. Who cared if he wasn’t an Alpha? He was still their goddamned brother, bound to them through blood. Whatever fate awaited him when he saw his brothers again it would be, by far, a better one than continuing here as he was.
A captive of Sesshoumaru.
Speaking of which…where had the fluffy bastard gone off to?
Kouga scoped out the chamber, making sure Sesshoumaru wasn’t going to suddenly pop out of nowhere and beat him into the ground. A niggling worm of doubt and unease squirmed though him. What was going on with the Lord of the West? First he had taken him prisoner, beaten him relentlessly for running his mouth. Deprived him of all creature comforts including food, water, clothing and bedding. And then? The bi-polar piece of shit had given him a bath, saved him from drowning, clothed him and all but tucked him into bed.
It was damnably strange and completely at odds with what Kouga knew to be in Sesshoumaru’s character. What was going on with him? What did he care if Kouga lived or died? After all, the only purpose Kouga had in this fortress was to be punished for a crime he didn’t even commit.
Ridiculous, that was what it was. Not to mention confusing as all hell.
It didn’t really matter, Kouga thought with a fierce frown. Regardless of how dog breath had been acting, that bastard was still his enemy. Shaking off those troubling thoughts, Kouga made his way toward the door. He wasn’t going to waste time by wondering about Sesshoumaru’s sudden change in behavior- he needed to get the hell out of here.
If there were repercussions from his pack mates, he’d deal with them when the situation arouse. After all, worrying about the future did little to help him with the present. He crossed the room fairly easily, navigating his way across the furred carpet and ignoring the familiar sense of dread that was clawing at his guts.

He took a deep breath as he reached the door.
“Here we go.” He mumbled, his hand turning the knob as he gave the door a sharp jerk. It, unsurprisingly, didn’t budge.
Fuck. Go figure. Sesshoumaru had locked him in. With a soft curse under his breath, Kouga turned to survey the rest of the room. A smug smirk curled on his lips as he gaze fell upon the opened window. The golden sunlight spilling through the window tasted like freedom on his tongue. Did Sesshoumaru really think that a locked door would stop this wolf prince from finding a way out?
Kouga made his way toward the windows, determination and satisfaction spiraling through him. Through that open portal Kouga could make out the forest in the distance. And as another gentle breeze stirred the gauzy draperies, it carried with it the happy chatter of bird song.
Kouga looked out the window and down, a sigh working its way past his lips. He must be on the third floor of the stone fortress. The drop alone wasn’t that bad, Kouga had survived worse. What complicated matters was the fact that Sesshoumaru had placed sharp, jagged, rocks at the base of his fortress. If Kouga fell on to one of those fuckers, he’d either get impaled or break every bone in his body.
Great. Terrific.
But still… Kouga couldn’t just let an opportunity like this pass. Perhaps…perhaps he could make the leap. If he jumped wide enough he’d soar right over the boulders and hit the cushion of grass on the other side. The impact wouldn’t tickle but…he had to take the chance. Sure, it was slightly suicidal. Brash. Reckless. But what other choice did he have?

“I wouldn’t contemplate it, if I were you.” Sesshoumaru said smoothly, his breath fanning gently against the nape of Kouga’s neck.
Kouga couldn’t help the surprised yip that escaped hin as he all but jumped out of his skin.
“For the love of- you shouldn’t sneak up on people like that!” Kouga snarled, whipping around to face Sesshoumaru. Somehow the dog demon had managed to slip into the room and waltz right up behind him so silently he hadn’t even noticed. It was damned creepy.
“And miss your suicidal attempts at fleeing? I think not.”
A flush rose to Kouga’s tanned cheeks. Why was it that he also felt like a child caught with their hand in the sweets jar whenever he was around this bastard?
“I see you are feeling better.” Sesshoumaru stated dryly, as if commenting on the weather.
“Yeah, I’m just right and dandy.”
Kouga cast another longing look over his shoulder. “I totally could have made that.” He grumbled under his breath.
“I assure you that you could not.” Sesshoumar replied easily, only the slightest hint of mockery in his tone.
Kouga gritted his teeth to hold in the biting retort he wanted to let fly. He had no desire to fall victim to one of Sesshoumaru’s beatings, not when he hadn’t ully regained his strength yet. A deep, rumbling, growl filled the room then. Kouga was startled to find that the sound acutally came from himself, or thater, his stomach to be precise. How long had it been since he had eaten? Four, maybe five days? It was that thought that spurred the gnawing hunger in his belly. Once again causing another blush to rise to his cheeks.
Sesshoumaru merely arched an aristocratic brow, his eyes cool and assessing as they swept Kouga’s form from head to toe.
“When was the last time you took sustenance wolf?”
Kouga bared his fangs in irritation, his eyes narrowing into angry slits. As if the bastard didn’t know!
“I suppose it was the last time you deemed it appropriate to give me food.” He said, his voice low and gravelly.
Sesshoumaru’s face turned into a mask of displeasure.
“You have not eaten in six days?”
Six!? How long had he been asleep for?!
His shock must have shown on his face, for Sesshoumaru inclined his head with a grave nod. “You were not well, Wolf. You slept for two days to restore the energy the fever burned from your body.”
Holy-cow. Two days. Kouga couldn’t remember the last time he had slept so long, or even if he ever had. He stared at Sesshoumaru with a suspicious gleam in his eye. Had fluffy mentioned a fever?
“It is of no import. This Sesshoumaru has brought you food, which you will eat. All of it.”
Kouga sneered at the other demon’s commanding tone. “Did you poison it or something?” Kouga couldn’t help but to growl the words. Sesshoumaru was acting…well, strange. If Kouga didn’t know any better, he would have said that Sesshoumaru was…mothering him.
“This Sesshoumaru has no desire to have a dead wolf in his fortress. You will eat the food and more later. Despite the fact that you are up and about, you are still remarkably weak. Can you not even sense your own body’s needs? Are you that dense?” Sesshoumaru said, his tone derisive.
“I think I’ve got a better sense of what I do and do not need, Dog Breath.” Kouga bristled as he edged away from Sesshoumaru and closer to the door. Being in here with the tai youkai was making him more than a little uncomfortable. Especially considering the bastard was acting all freaky. As if he cared whether or not Kouga lived or died.
“Watch your tongue, wolf.” Sesshoumaru cautioned, his face set into that same impassive mask he always seemed to wear. “You will find your meal on the table beside the bed.”
Kouga’s stomach felt like it was full of jagged pieces of broken glass. Without meaning to, his eyes sought out the table that Sesshoumaru spoke of. There, by the bed sat a platter heaped with bread, cheese and what smelled tantalizingly like stew. It was the finest meal he had ever been served during his imprisonment here.
But why?
“What are you playing at Sesshoumaru? Why bring me food? Allow me rest? You could have just let me die. Ain’t that what you want anyway? Your grand revenge?” Kouga growled the accusation with frustration. He didn’t understand what was going on here, what the cause of Sesshoumaru’s sudden change of heart was.
“It is not your death I seek, wolf.” Sesshoumaru replied in a tone of voice that gave no hint of his true feelings or intentions. “Eat.” He commanded, moments later when Kouga stood, torn between the urge to throw that delicious looking platter straight into Sesshoumaru’s face or cram all of it into his mouth.
His stomach felt tight with hunger and nerves. He wanted to eat the food, he did, but he just didn’t trust Sesshoumaru. The bastard was staring at him, a tic developing in his jaw as impatience set in. Kouga didn’t know what to do.
“You have two choices, runt.” Sesshoumaru cut into his thoughts. “You can either eat the food of your own free will or I will tie you down and feed it to you.”
O-kaaaaay. So there went that decision. Keeping his eyes on Sesshoumaru, Kouga edged his way to the other side of the room toward the platter of food. As he neared, the thick wheaty scent of bread mixed with the sharp tang of aged cheese reached his nose and hit him like a fist to the stomach. Saliva began to build in his mouth as he stared down at the platter that was both fresh and inviting. The next thing he knew, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his jaw working furiously to tear into the soft, yeasty bread and the sharp flavorful cheeses. The stew, which consisted of a beef broth and some savory chunks of meat and vegetables, went down his gullet in no time flat. His cheeks stretched and bulged as he shoveled the food in his mouth, while he fed the beast that was roaring in his stomach. In no time at all Kouga had cleaned every crumb from the platter, his stomach full for the first time in a long while.
Slowly, he blinked sated eyes and glanced up to see Sesshoumaru’s impassive face. The dog demon had watched him eat.
“You are full.” The demon lord said, more of a statement than a question.
“Yup.”
“And you are feeling stronger? Well?” He queried again, in the same tone of voice.
“Yup.”
“That is good, wolf. Very good.”
One minute Sesshoumaru had been standing across the other side of the room, a contemplative gleam in his eyes. In the next, he was beside Kouga, a humorless smirk twisting across his hard mouth.

Kouga, for the record, tried to dodge the attack. He had leapt off the bed, only to be jerked backward by Sesshoumaru’s large, fluffy…what the hell was that thing anyway? Whatever it was, the white piece of fluff wrapped around his middle, pinning his arms to his sides as it flung him backwards onto the bed where Sesshoumaru sat, patiently waiting.
“What the hell! Let me go!” Kouga howled, jerking in the silky soft restraint. He bared his fangs and snarled as he struggled to sit up on the bed and put some distance between himself and Lord Sesshoumaru. He had no such luck. With an ease born of much practice, Sesshoumaru used his wrap to steadily draw a cursing Kouga over toward him. Kouga snarled his fury, anger beating heavily in his chest as he landed face down on the bed, his cheek pressed against the dog demon’s silk clad thigh. Heat warmed his cheeks at the feel of Sesshoumaru’s hard, lean, muscles wrapped in silk beneath him. He struggled, trying to disengage the piece of fluff that held him helpless against Sesshoumaru.
A warm, graceful hand was placed lightly on Kouga’s head, brushing back the hair that had fallen into his eyes with a tenderness that was oddly deceptive.
“Now, Wolf, it is time for your punishment. You did not heed this Seshoumaru’s warnings, and your manner is disrespectful. This Sesshoumaru does not tolerate disrespect, and he does not make idle threats. I told you what would happen if you dared to disobey me. And, as you are feeling stronger today, now it is time to mete out your punishment.”
Kouga swallowed thickly. What was the bastard going to do to him? He should’ve known that this was going to happen! Simple kindness just wasn’t in the prick’s nature.
“So what are you do, huh?” Kouga growled. “Beat me while I’m bound? Maybe drive your poisoned claws through my heart again? I ain’t afraid of you! Theres nothing you can do to me that hasn’t already been done!”
Sesshoumaru sighed, shaking his head. “If you cease running your mouth, pup, this will go by much faster.” Sesshoumaru said as he pulled Kouga’s writhing body face down over his lap. Kouga snarled into the furs on the bed, legs kicking and body squirming as he fought to be free of the fluff that bound his arms to his sides. Panic flared in his chest while memories of the other night rose like phantoms in his mind. It was then that Sesshoumaru’s words came back to him.
He wasn’t really going to …….
Was he?
Kouga yipped when Sesshoumaru’s arm captured his legs and held them down while the other went to Kouga’s borrowed haori. When cool air kissed the skin of his newly exposed backside, Kouga let out a piercing howl.
“What the fuck are you doing!? What is this shit!?” Kouga roared, flailing vainly on Sesshoumaru’s lap. Sesshoumaru ignored him, pinning the wiggling wolf easily down across his lap. Kouga tried to rear up, to buck himself off of Sesshoumaru, but the wrap that bound his arms also pressed his torso down on to the bed.
“This Sesshoumaru warned you Kouga, of what would become of you if you were to disobey my orders.” Sesshoumaru’s wide, warm, hand settled gently on Kouga’s backside, causing the wolf in question to flinch.
“For every lash you receive, I will tell you what you have done to deserve it. In the future, this may help you to… avoid such punishments.”
“Don’t you fucking dare—“ Kouga let out a yip as Sesshoumaru’s hand collided with his derriere. Apparently the lord of the west wasn’t pulling any punches today.
“For telling this Sesshoumaru what to do.”
Smack.
“For addressing this Sesshoumaru in an unsatisfactory way. You will call me my Lord, or Lord Sesshoumaru from now on.”
“I’ll call you whatever the fuck-“
Smack.
“For disobeying a direct command.”
Smack.
“For ruining a perfectly good pair of pants.”
Smack.
“For being disrespectful.
Smack.
On and on it went, until Kouga’s bottom throbbed and ached. He had no doubt that he would not be able to sit comfortably for days after this was over. At first he had shouted, had raged, had tried to get free. But Sesshoumaru’s list of grievances was long, and after a time Kouga stopped fighting it. He was humiliated quite thoroughly. Put in his place by a demon that was stronger, older, and more Alpha than he was.
Kouga grit his teeth to keep from calling out, holding back the groans of pain that built in his chest. Quite some time had passed, and yet still Sesshoumaru brought his hand down on Kouga’s aching backside.
“For daring to attack this Sesshoumaru.”
The dog demon had put some extra force into that one, and Kouga could not help the pained whine that escaped him.
“You will never attack me again, runt. Ten lashes for this offense, fifty for the next time you try it.”
“Hey! Cut it ou—ch!”
“Two more lashes for telling this Sesshoumaru what to do. We have already been over this wolf.” Sesshoumaru replied easily, his hand slapping mercilessly against Kouga’s bruised and reddened skin as he spoke.
Kouga but down hard on his lower lip. His ass was on fire! He swore he could feel the erratic beat of his heart pulsing angrily through it.
“And now, Kouga, you will apologize to your Alpha.”
Kouga’s breath froze in his chest. Sesshoumaru wasn’t really going to make him….
Really?
“I will give you to the count of three, and then you will receive ten lashes. Each time you do not respond appropriately, this Sesshoumaru will add another ten lashes. Now apologize wolf.”
Shame and humiliation warred within him, clogging his throat and shriveling his tongue. He had been face down on Sesshoumaru’s lap for a good half an hour now. His back side felt raw and angry, and he wasn’t entirely sure how much more of this he could take. The bastard wanted him to apologize, to break him down.
“Three.” Sesshoumaru counted out loud, tearing away Kouga’s window of opportunity before he continued his spanking.
Kouga howled, angry and frustrated. He wanted Sesshoumaru to stop, but he refused to beg. He couldn’t…he wouldn’t….
“Second chance wolf. Do you have something you’d like to say to this Sesshoumaru?”
“Yeah, “ Kouga growled, his eyes clenched tightly shut. “Go fuck yoursel-“ his words were broken off by a howl of pain.
“I will add ten more for disrespect. Bite your tongue wolf, for I am more than capable of doing this all day if need be.”
Oh gods it wasn’t fair! And it hurt like hell too! Kouga whimpered under the onslaught of his abused bottom. He would bruise, he knew with certainty. And the only way to stop it was to…

It was a half an hour later when Kouga finally cracked.
“Alright! Fine! I’m sorry!” He shouted into the bed, embarrassment turning his tanned cheeks a dusky pink.
Kouga could hear the satisfaction that sounded suspiciously smug and devious in Sesshoumaru’s voice when he replied.
“And what, wolf, are you sorry for?”
Kouga growled through clenched teeth, too sore to dare another reprimand.
“I am sorry for being disrespectful, and calling you dog breath, shit head, mongrel, prick-face, son of a cow’s udder, fuck face, shit-sniffer-“
“You did not call this Sesshoumaru half of those names.” The dog demon said tightly.
“Oh, well then.” Kouga said with a satisfied grin that was hidden in the furs on the bed. “I’m sorry I THOUGHT all those things about you.”
“Wolf.” Sesshoumaru warned.
Kouga let out a frustrated sigh.
“I’m sorry for attacking you and ruining your pants.”
“Is that all?”
Now why did that sound like a trick question?
“I, uh, think so. Yup, that about covers it.”
SMACK!
The force of the blow had Kouga yowling and spittng.
“What the fuck was that for!? I apologized!”
“Indeed. But I have told you how to address me and yet…”
Was he serious?
“You have three seconds, Kouga, to amend your answer. And then we shall begin anew.”
Through clenched teeth and cheeks burning with humiliation, Kouga responded.
“I am sorry…my Lord.”
“Very good wolf. For now on I shall keep a running tally of your indiscretions. For every instance you disobey or disrespect this Sesshoumaru, this is where you will end up.” Sesshoumaru’s hand smoothed over Kouga’s abused flesh with a deceptive gentleness. “You will learn, wolf, one way or another who is in charge here. I am your Alpha, and I will get the respect that I deserve. And you, wolf, will learn what it means to be a Beta. But first we must break you of your…tendencies.”
Kouga clamped his mouth shut, the urge to protest the number of indignities heaped upon him, despite his vulnerable position was strong.
“Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” Kouga spat.
“Wolf.”

He breathed a deep sigh, and though a small piece of him broke inside at the words, Kouga replied “Yes…my Lord.”

Author’s Note:
So it’s been a while, eh? Would you guys believe that I actually have the next three chapters completely written out? It just takes so friggin’ long to type the suckers up that I procrastinate. XP Let me know what you think of this chapter though! I did have some fun writing it
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