Why isn't he trying to cover up... at least a little?
He knew that his pup didn't mind being naked in front of others, but for some reason it was bothering him now.
Even though the garment maker said that he'd get the most accurate measurement without any type of clothing in the way, Inkani had still offered Ilio a small undergarment for modesty.
He should have known that it would be declined, though, because what werewolf gave a damn about modesty? He was quite well endowed, too, so even if he did get embarrassed, it wouldn't have been because of that!
While Ilio stood perfectly still with his back ramrod straight, Inkani was fighting himself not to scratch a million different itches that were suddenly popping up all over his body.
This damned dog, kissing me repeatedly only to turn around and let some random old man measure him from head to toe!
Of course, he was the one who had called the man to his home to do exactly what he was doing so that they could get Ilio some clothing that actually fit, but he was still uncomfortably mad about it.
Granted, he could have gotten a woman, but the only available tailors in the area were all young and... just too young!
"I won't look at anyone else. Inkani is the only one that I want to be mine," Ilio said, making Inkani nearly jump out of his skin, and the window, startled by the sudden admission, and right in front of the tailor, at that!
Thankfully, the old man kept his mouth shut and remained busy and professional until he finally stepped away, marking one last measurement on his notepad before turning toward him with a slight bow.
"I have a few things in his size, but the majority of it will have to be made. I can have what you requested done in about a week, if that suits your lordship?" the man said with a firm, sure voice that beget his years of experience.
Pleased, Inkani nodded his head and tossed the man a pouch of coins.
"That will be fine. That's half the payment. I'll give you the other half when you deliver the garments," he said, making the tailor quickly nod his agreement.
"Very good, my lord. I will have them done and see you in one week. Take care."
The man couldn't have left any faster.
Now then...
Staring pointedly at Ilio, Inkani opened his mouth to reprimand him, but when no words came to mind concerning his misgivings, he slowly closed it and scowled down at the floor.
He soon noticed a pair of familiar, bare feet step into view, forcing him to lift his gaze until it was level with Ilio's.
"What do you want?" he asked, trying to make his voice sound annoyed, but really just seeming like he was running out of steam to confront the man standing before him.
Ilio remained quiet for a few moments but Inkani could hear the gears turning in his mind as he considered what to say. They hadn't known each other for all that long really, but he couldn't deny that Ilio had definitely grown up a bit.
He's actually thinking about what to say in order to try and keep me from grumbling at him, instead of just blurting out what he wants.
"Can we go for a run?"
A...
He hadn't expected him to request such a simple thing, but at the same time, it made sense. He'd been restricting the man's movements so that he didn't wander off and get hurt, since most vampires weren't fans of werewolves to begin with.
"Uh, sure. It's been a bit since I've let you run around," Inkani said, willing to bend his rules a little bit... so long as he was coming along, too.
Before he could even make his way over to the few garments still settled on his bed that he'd been lending Ilio, there was a panting wolf by his leg, its breath dampening the cloth there as its tongue lolled to the side.
I should have figured that you'd want to run as a wolf.
"Alright, let's go. You need to stay close to me though, alright?" he said as they headed out of his bedroom.
Ilio bolted ahead of him right away, but then skid to a halt and turned around to scramble back to his side, then run around him repeatedly as Inkani continued his content pace.
This is going to be exhausting...
Looking over his shoulder, he thought toward Bin.
Going out for a bit. We'll be back later.
He got a nervous static in response, but when he didn't sense anything negative, he figured that his heir was just busy with his demon and decided not to bother them further.
The moment they stepped outside Inkani realized that right then might not have been the best time for a run.
It's drizzling...
It had been raining earlier, too, so the ground was quite damp and spongy.
An abrupt tap against his knee drew his attention downward.
You...
Pointing back to the open front door, Inkani grumbled at Ilio.
"Go put that umbrella back. It's not even raining much and how would I even be able to use it while running?"
His pup's thick eyebrows rose on its canine face as if to say I'm sure you could figure it out, but Ilio wisely kept his actual thoughts to himself as he hurried back inside... only to return a moment later with an overcoat between his panting jaws!
This little shit...
"Take it back Ilio, now."
The wolf before him snorted and wrinkled its nose, but did as told, returning the coat to the waiting hands of the butler standing by the door.
When it didn't appear to be bringing anything else back from inside, Inkani began walking toward a nice trail his property maintained that cut through the forest heading north.
A snorted huff from behind him caught his attention, but he knew better than to look. Ilio was probably just trying to mess with him again.
So, instead, he picked up his pace until they were both running at a comfortable pace.
Why is he still snorting?
There was also a whistling sound, and it eventually prompted him to slow down and turn.
I should have just kept going...
Pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose, Inkani heaved an annoyed sigh and pointed to the ground next to the edge of the trail they were on.
"Put the brick down."
When Ilio just looked off to the side and began wandering past him as if he hadn't heard, Inkani bared his fangs.
"You're getting dirt all over your mouth. If you think I'm gonna kiss you again after this, you're insane," Inkani growled as he quickly stomped after the wolf, not willing to let the matter rest yet!
They had only walked about forty paces, side by side, when he abruptly lunged towards the wolf, trying to grab the dirty brick!
Ilio had evidently seen his attempt coming, because he quickly bolted ahead with an excited snort!
You little shit!
"Give me that brick!" Inkani yelled as he hurried after him.
Ilio actually let him get close several times, but no matter the distance, it was never quite close enough.
That was how they ended up running four full miles without even realizing it...
Eventually, finally, Ilio slowed to a stop near the top of a waterfall. His tongue was hanging out from the side of his mouth, behind the brick.
Even Inkani was breathing hard as his blood struggled to keep up with his body's needs.
I need to feed again later.
Ilio must have heard his thought, because the pup was soon wandering closer with a slow, back and forth swish to its tail. Once it was nearly at his feet, it finally dropped the brick.
That... dirty tongue.
Sitting down in a large leaf pile, Inkani stretched out his legs and leaned back against a firm tree.
It didn't take long for a certain wolf to wander closer, but right before it could try to lick his face Inkani jerked his arm up and nudged the beast's head away.
"Not with that dirty mouth."
Ilio gave him a you've got to be kidding me look, but Inkani just returned it with a glare.
"No."
Ilio stared at him for another full minute before grumbling and sitting down.
Inkani thought that he was finally free to relax for a bit before they needed to head back, but right before he was about to close his eyes he saw Ilio's wolf lift its back leg as he ducked his head and stuck out his tongue.
"H-hey!"
He quickly grabbed the punk by his scuff, earning himself a confused growl from the large wolf.
"I don't want you licking my face with dirt all over your tongue, but that doesn't mean you go and lick your balls instead!"
The fur beneath his hand suddenly changed to warm skin, startling him enough to quickly let go.
"Why did you change back?" Inkani asked as he quickly looked away, though he wasn't sure why.
He could hear Ilio moving almost immediately, his weight crunching the leaves beneath him as he inched his way closer.
When Ilio didn't climb on top of him, however, he blinked, then frowned, confused, before turning to look at the man settled to his left.
"Elder Inkani, is it okay if I don't lick your face?" Ilio asked once he had his full attention.
Uh...
Changing the subject, Inkani asked instead; "Why were you running around with a brick in your mouth in the first place?"
Without hesitating, and with a straight face, Ilio responded simply.
"Because I wanted elder Inkani to chase me."
What exactly was he supposed to say to that?
Hunching his shoulders a bit and nudging some leaves with his boot, Inkani looked away again as he replied, "well, you got your wish."
He heard a confirming hum from Ilio, but then the sound of leaves rustling met his ears. Then, only a few moments later, his thigh began to warm from Ilio's hand settling atop it.
The touch drew his attention back to the man, but again, what did he say? It took him nearly a minute of looking into those soft, dark eyes to realize that there was really only one thing Ilio likely wanted to hear from him right then.
"You want to touch me?"
The man's nod was immediate.
Inkani closed his eyes for a moment as he listened to the sounds of the forest.
There was no one nearby.
His fangs itched as he opened his eyes again and turned his body to face Ilio.
"Fine, you can touch, butâ" he nearly swallowed his tongue as the hand on his thigh tightened painfully and Ilio leaned much closer!
Before his brat could get ahead of himself, Inkani grabbed his jaw and squeezed, snapping him out of his eagerness and bringing him back to himself.
"I'm not interested in pain, okay? I get enough of that in my daily life."
The hand on his thigh quickly relaxed its grip.
"And keep that dirty mouth away from mine."
Ilio made an agreeing grunt.
Figuring that his rules were reasonable enough, Inkani released the man's jaw and leaned back in the pile of leaves. He should have probably thought through his instructions more before letting Ilio go, however, because he soon realized that his rules had been sorely lacking.
Soon his pants were down around his knees and a too-hot mouth was sealed over his suddenly-awake length!
Ten damned seconds! That's how long it took for Ilio to get to what he'd wanted!
Inkani wanted to chastise him about asking permission for such areas, but again, he realized, much too late, that he had technically given him permission.
Broad permission, but permission all the same.
...fuck it.
Swallowing down his pride for once, Inkani tinted his head back and let his body simply enjoy the awkward sensations he was being given.
He had to admit, though.
He's absolutely terrible at this.
The guy was definitely trying, but it seemed like he was needing to focus more on not biting him than actually pleasuring him.
In fact, after a few minutes Inkani couldn't help but lift an arm up in order to hide his fanged grin.
Sure, he still ended up cumming... after nearly fifteen minutes of fumbling, but even after sitting up and looking at Ilio's proud, dirty face, he just couldn't take the situation seriously.
Thankfully, his werewolf didn't seem to notice and likely just thought that his expression was simply one of content happiness.
He couldn't really argue too much on that, though. He was pretty happy, even if it was mostly due to humor, and while it had been awkward, he definitely felt a bit better after believe relived, even if he now had a few scrapes on his lower bits for Ilio's efforts.
Shaking his head as he held back another laugh, Inkani finally pushed himself up to his feet, then fixed his pants before brushing off some leaves.
Not a second after he'd finished, however, he was up in Ilio's arms as the man began their long walk home!
"...I am perfectly capable of walking, you know."
Ilio grinned at him, then tilted his head a little.
"Elder Inkani's belly has been rumbling."
I...
He was going to tell him that he could easily feed when they got back home, but at the same time, if he nibbled on Ilio, he could easily turn his attention outward instead of having to watch where he was walking...
Of course, he could do that anyways, with ease, but he wasn't interested in such logic right then.
Thus, after blowing off a few specks of dirt from the man's neck, Inkani gladly nuzzled his nose against the warm skin there, then bit down.
He'd just have a quick drink, then go back to walking on his own.
Except, even after he'd finished filling his belly, Inkani didn't ask to be let down.
His attention remained on their surroundings as he lazily licked at Ilio's warm skin, the two little puncture holes he'd made long-since healed by his saliva.
It wasn't until a good while later that he finally asked to walk again, but when he was actually set down and straightened up, his lips turned downward into a confused frown.
We're... home?
Ilio was beaming next to him, the spitting image of enthusiastic energy even though he'd just run four miles, then carried him back the other four.
Lifting a finger up to his lips as one of his servants opened the front door about thirty feet ahead of them, Inkani hissed out in his quietest voice.
"You did not just carry me all the way back here."
Ilio looked confused for a moment, because he clearly had just carried him all the way back home, but then he seemed to understand what he was trying to get at.
Except...
When the darn brat ran up the stairs suddenly, then glanced at his servant before looking back at him, Inkani knew he was up to something.
"I'll see you upstairs for our bath, my Inka!" he shouted as he waved, then disappeared in a blur!
Inkani swallowed.
He hadn't promised him a bâshit.
That was what he wanted for keeping quiet.
Stomping up the steps, Inkani grumbled the entire way there as he heard Ilio running around inside the house to get things ready.
When Inkani stopped in front of his servant, the man bowed, not a hint of a smile on his face since he sensed his dreary mood.
Inkani had a million things he wanted to say to the man, but in the end he sighed and walked past him, leaving him with one simple parting sentence.
"Never get married."