Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha & I'm not making money from writing this drabble thing.

Warning(s)/Note(s)/Rating: This is rated M. Drabble is about 220 words. Very heavy lime, almost, just almost lemon. Also very Yaoi. Read with caution if this is not your thing. Also, use of a swear word...

DrabbleWars Prompt from Saku for me:
Miroku/Sesshomaru- Florence and the Machine's song "Drumming Song"
Using this song with this interpretation in mind- "to me this 'Drumming Song' is about attraction, passion and, above all, obsession. It's violent and raw."
They didn't get to be around too often, with being on opposite sides, but when they did their love each time grew larger. However having a demonic lover also meant having to deal with a passionate, raw, violent love that often left Miroku wanting more...


The Inu Drabble Chocolate Box Series
"Sweeter than heaven, hotter than hell" - (Drabble 4: Miroku 2)
by Yo on 1.20.13, Uploaded to ff dot net on 8/9/13


Having all the women in the world couldn't ever make Miroku feel the way he felt now. Because, to him, women were meant to be handled with care—to be held gently and kissed softly and courted with grace. He made love to women. He never fucked them.

But Sesshomaru fucked him.

The demon had him on all fours pounding something fierce into his backside, sweat drenching the both of them. Sweet pain filling him to the brink. Their heartbeats drumming like thunder in their chests, drowning out every last sound that rang through the night. The gritty earth scraping against his skin. The demon's hot breath against his neck. The cold night air burning his skin. Blood and fire and nails scratching his back and his hips. The demon's searing, wet, velvet kisses. Sesshomaru's tongue and teeth taking and claiming every last inch of Miroku as the demon had done countless times before when Miroku could steal away into the night and meet Sesshomaru…

Times like these were what Miroku lived for because, on the edge with Sesshomaru, he could feel.

Love? Miroku wondered if that's what this was between them.

Whatever it was. It made Miroku feel alive, and he wouldn't trade that for the world.

"Mine," Sesshomaru growled in his ear as the demon came...

Miroku didn't argue.


Owari