I have very little that I can present, that's in any decent shape - I lost everything to a computer virus, and what little I still have is old material. When I edit that, and get it back to where it was,
I'll be more than happy to post an excerpt.
Here, something from what I have that's at least eight months old. The context is the heroine, Akiko meeting with her (female)
, and her husband walking in on them.
Her nose and ears caught up in the smells and sounds Mikami made, and both of them fully occupied with each other, Akiko had no warning as Kouga entered the room.
At first, Kouga thought he was drunk, so unbelievable was the scene laid out before him. He had come in to ask Akiko if she knew where their daughter was, and he found her, without anything on the upper half of her body, with a human woman touching her in a place where, by their laws, only he had a right to do so! And what was worse, the human woman, who was unabashedly naked, was being pleasured by his wife! Just what the f—- was going on here, and who was she? Why was she in his home – why was she in their bedroom
His head reeling, he felt a fiery anger build inside him as he watched them together, seemingly oblivious to his presence. Normally, such a scene would have excited him, but not when it involved his wife.
He finally was moved to speak, unable to allow this tryst to continue without breaking the laws regarding excess punishment.
“Just what the f—k are you doing with my wife, human?” he growled menacingly.
Suddenly, Akiko heard a voice that was not her partner’s. What? Who...?
She opened her eyes, putting a hand on Mikami’s shoulder to tell her to stop. Oh… oh, s—t! Oh, gods! Oh, no! Kouga – no!
She shoved Mikami off of her, and grabbed frantically for her armor. She was horrified – in her lust, she had completely forgotten the risks!
“K-Kouga! What…? You weren’t…weren’t supposed to… I…It… This isn’t what it looks like, I swear
!” she stammered. It was exactly what it looked like, and she knew it, but she couldn’t let him think that – it would mean the truth would get out, and it would mean the end of her.
He glared at her angrily, saying harshly, “Then what is it? Because what I see looks like a wife guilty of cheating on her husband!
“With another woman
, and a human at that! I should have known it all along – Inagi was right: you are
a whore! Just not in the sense he’d thought!”
Kouga was right, and she knew it. Yet, the insults, coming from him, only made her bristle and sting. But all she could really say was, softly, pleadingly, “Please, Kouga…don’t make a scene…”
He mocked her, his anger blinding him to how his words hurt her. “Don’t make a scene? How’s this
for a scene?!” He raised his voice to a shouting level, loud enough that he could be heard far down the corridor. She flinched as he spoke, hanging her head in ever-increasing shame. “I come in to ask you if you know where Mizuki is, and what do I find? I find you f—king another woman! You haven’t so much as touched me in months
, and you sleep with this…this slut
on a gods-damned whim!
“Damn you, don’t you have any idea how this makes me feel
, you bitch? That you prefer another woman
to your own husband
“Kouga…Please.” She begged, “Please… Just…just stop.”
She moved to take his hands in her own, to try and calm him down, but he pulled away.
“Don’t touch me.” He said coldly. I can’t believe that she would even try that trick after this!
“Kouga…Please… Take back what you said…” His refusal, coupled with his cold attitude and the wounds his words had left, caused her hate to creep into her voice. It almost bothered him. Almost.
A few stray tears tracked down her face. Normally, females used this to get what they wanted, faking the emotion, but these weren’t false tears, nor were they tears of sorrow. She hated him, and she was sick of never saying so. But she oculdn't now - no. All she could do now was beg, and hope that he would eventually ease his temper. “Please, Kouga, tell me you didn’t mean it…Please…”
He snorted. Her tears did arouse some modicum of pity in him – he hated to see any female cry, and when he admitted it to himself, he did
care about her in some small measure, and he wanted her to be happy if only because it meant that everything he was in charge of was likewise stable. But right now, with the emotions running so strongly, he struggled to see past anyone but himself.
“You!” He pointed to Mikami, who was standing against a back wall, having gotten her clothes back on during the exchange. “Wait outside. There will be someone else there. Stay with him, and do not attempt to go anywhere.”
She hesitated, not at all liking the way he was treating Akiko, a woman whom she cared for deeply. She was about to open her mouth to reply to him with a comment about how miserable his wife was here, but what he said next left her no room for argument.
“Are you deaf? I said go
! You heard me – now
! Outside, before I take off your head and order you served as tonight’s meal!” he threatened.
Meekly, but still seething with anger at his treatment of his wife, Mikami left the room....
As I said, what I just wrote out is from an older version of that particular chapter, and I tweaked it some while copying it over. But perhaps I should add excerpts from what I've got.