Inu-Yasha
Sesshomaru/Miroku
It's such fun for a demon to corrupt a religious man.

"Why are you tying me up?" Miroku asked hesitantly, glancing up shyly through his eyelashes at his demon lover.

Sesshomaru smiled innocently "I believe you will enjoy the end results, Houshi-sama."

"Of course," Miroku replied quickly. "I always do."

Sesshomaru deftly finished tying the knots, one-handed and Miroku had to admit that the demon was very talented at re-educating himself at functioning with only one arm. Very talented.

Miroku gasped in surprise when the demon began to gently strip off his clothes until all he wore were his beads and fabric to protect himself and everyone around him from his wind tunnel. He frowned slightly when his lover left his sight for a moment. He gasped when he returned.

Sesshomaru was holding a whip. Now, it didn't look particularly strong, and it didn't have a metal tip… but it was still a whip!

"What are you planning to do with that?"

"Make you scream my name," he replied stoically, snapping the whip in the air and making a satisfying cracking sound.

Miroku jumped and whimpered.