Hot Nights
Clearly, his hand on Koga’s cock had gotten a response out of the wolf. There was a rush of something as he realized that he had some kind of hold over Koga; that his touch could make noises of pleasure come from the wolf, groans and moans that belayed how his just his hands could do that. Imagine what else he could do.
Obviously, he’d made the yokai impatient, however, as his hands moved from there place on the hanyou’s groins to pull down the bottoms of his robes. Suddenly, he was as bare as the wolf was, and Inuyasha’s cheeks flushed red at that realization - right before clawed hands gripped his hips suddenly, flipping him around so that his back was pressed up against the surface.
He should’ve expected it - Koga was known for his quick, sudden movements. The ookami wasted no time in slipping a rough hand down once he’d pinned Inuyasha to the spot, taking hold of his hard member. The hanyou heard himself gasp, his hips jerking slightly in response to even just that touch - Koga didn’t stop there though. Teeth and tongue ran across his jaw, down his neck, sending shivers up the silver-haired male’s spine. Inuyasha was unable to keep the moan from slipping past his throat, allowing his head to tilt back slightly - it changed to a sharp yelp when Koga bit down suddenly, and for a moment, the hanyou could faintly smell his own blood. It disappeared quickly, however, as Koga covered the spot with his mouth, and Inuyasha found that he was once more distracted by the hand stroking along his dick.
He wasn’t just about to let Koga take over, however. His own hand was still wrapped around the ookami’s member, and upon realizing this, his hold went firm once more. Stubbornly, he matched Koga’s movements, keeping his hand in rhythm with the one that was wrapped around his own dick as he pumped his hand up and down. If this was going to happen, then Inuyasha would not just lay quiet and let Koga have his way just like that - he would hear the scrawny wolf moan too.
”I-I c’n handle… a-anythin’ ya give me, wolf.” he growled, though the sound faded into a groan. It was admittedly hard to speak when he was being so distracted.
