Marking Your Territory

Chapter Two: A “What” Contest?

“I have to what?” He cried jumping to his feet.
“The dog has an emotional attachment. We had the same problem with Tanujima. You can’t keep having these little competitions, Kiba. This is a Major Pissing Contest and you have to win. Just explain it to Hinata and she will understand.” Hana said closing her eyes and leaning back on the couch.
“Shino did that?” he asked, not believing that his friend and brother-in-law could do such a thing.
“It was the only way. If you don’t establish your territory, Akamaru will keep defying you and eventually want to take over your pack. You are the alpha male, little brother. Start acting like it.”
Kiba sighed and dropped into his chair once more. “Hinata is gonna kill me for this.” He said, covering his face with his hands.

Pale lavender eyes regarded him as he attempted to explain to his wife what his sister had told him.
Hinata listened without speaking as he tried clever ways of saying what he was sure would amount to a quick end to his only two-month long marriage.
“See, he just needs to know that I have claimed you and that you accept it.” He said, gesturing in what was a positively stupid way. “And we only have to do it once a month. When you are . . . . are . . . in heat.” And as the blood rose to Hinata’s cheeks, Kiba stated cataloging his possessions in preparation to begin packing.
“Are you telling me that your dog is challenging your superiority because he smells me ovulating? And that every month you have to mark me?” she said, bluntly stating it just as Hana had.
Kiba nodded mutely, his face downcast and his tears rising to his lids.
“If you use your imagination, Kiba-kun, it could be a very sexy thing, you know?” Hinata said, sliding into his lap and wrapping her arms around him, pressing her body close and holding him so that her ample breasts were directly in front of his face.
Kiba looked at them before looking up and smiling at her with a twinkle in his eyes.
To say he was amazed that little Hinata had developed into a more buxum woman that even Tsunade would be an understatement and luckily they had begun dating before this latest growth spurt had occurred, so Hinata never feared that Kiba was more attached to her boobs than her, but it had certainly cemented the bond they had already formed.
Kiba only hoped this new development could have a similar effect.
“I’ll try to work on that, but tonight I think we should just try to get through it, okay?” he said, not wanting to disappoint her either.
Hinata smiled in a knowing way and nodded slowly. She rose from his lap and took his hand, leading him to the bedroom and past the two dogs lying near the door, and staring after them.
“Stay.” She said as Shinomaru stood to follow into the room. They could wait here until the young couple had figured out how to deal with this.
Kiba followed his wife noting that Akamaru seemed to glare at him as he passed, growling softly. He waved the dog silent then he reached around Hinata’s waist and held her close as they entered the bedroom and began to undress.
Hinata stood in her lavender bra and panties watching as Kiba dropped his pants and lifted his feet out. She smiled as he shook them out and hung them over the back of a chair before reaching for the waistband of his boxers and finally seeing her looking his way.
“Are you enjoying this Hinata-chan?” he asked in a smooth and suggestive voice.
“Mmmm,” she answered, crossing her arms and smiling.
Kiba slowly rolled his short down to his hips, and wiggled his butt as he massaged his hands down the soft black hairs that decorated his chest.
Hinata giggled as she reached her hands up to hook her thumbs under the straps to her bra, her arms still crossed in front of her chest and slowly pulled them down her shoulders and arms.
Kiba quickly yanked his boxers past his thighs and tossed them toward the bed, posing elaborately when he was finally nude.