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Kagome's eyes dart to the side in thought, but in the end she looks back at Miroku and with clear thought states, "Miroku you said just a little bit ago that if I wanted to be alone with you , all I had to do was ask. Well consider this a question." "This" referred to Kagome's initiating the next kiss.
'And here's my answer.' Miroku trails the tip of his tongue along the seems of Kagome's lips. Both moan and groan at the sensation each evokes in the other.
"Miroku, hmmm, Gods Miroku that feels great."
"It gets better."
Kagome looks at Miroku in question.
Chapter 2: Forget Something?
"How much better," Kagome asks suggestively.
With lust in his eyes Miroku replies, "just wait and see."
During their conversation (if you could call it that) the kissing continues and escalates into some heavy breathing on both their parts. Hands that now have a will of their own and don't wish to communicate with their masters what so ever.
It's no wonder why Kagome looked surprised moments later to find her hands bunching up his outer robes nearer and nearer his waist. 'Wow, his legs are hairy.' (Did you expect some flowery comment on the masculinity of hairy legs? Too bad.) 'Muscular too.' (Happy?) 'Guess I don't need to question whether or not he wears boxers or briefs, nope it's commando for this brave monk.'
"Kagome?"
"Huh?"
"As much as I appreciate your attention, your facial expressions are worrying me."
'I'm not that transparent am I?' Blushing. "Well, it's just that I never…"
"Kagome, there's no need for you to fear this. It's perfectly nat-"
"Oh, I don't fear this at all it's just that I enjoy looking at you."
"In that case let's reveal the star of tonight's performance." Miroku is pleased that Kagome has a in born curiosity for the pleasures of joining.
Kagome is on bended knee awaiting the arrival of Miroku's star performer. 'If this monk doesn't stop teasing me and just get on with it, I'll…I'll never let him do it again.' Finally frustrated with the slow journey of Miroku's robe, Kagome helps him by rubbing the already exposed skin and moving her way on up. And up.
'Just a little farther. Come on Kagome, it's all up to you and how much you want me. Oh, yeah. You found me. My turn to play hide and seek.' Kagome had found the treasure, though there was no "X" to mark it, there was some untamed growth (pubic hair). The biggest petrusion in this forest was the two-inch thick and nine inch long wonder. 'Miroku was right to call it his star.'
Miroku's robe is soon out of the way of Kagome's roaming hands. Miroku grabs those skillful hands before the show is ended prematurely.
Kagome whimpers and tries to put her hands on any skin she can come into contact with. Since Miroku won't let her touch him (just to catch his breath), she brushes the palms of her hands up and down her uniformed torso.
"This doesn't seem quite fair. I want to see you too."
"Come on Miroku, I'm not about to make love with you in full view of the window. Although, if we position ourselves carefully and I leave my clothes on (Miroku starts to protest but Kagome puts a hand up to signal patience), the pertinent ones, I could look out the window and see when our companions would be returning. Kind of an early warning system."
"Sounds great, except for the whole Kagome keeping her clothes on thing, but I do see the logic in it. However, I do have one other concern. Are you sure you want me to…uh…you know from behind?"
"Hadn't really thought about that. I don't really see a problem with it, unless you don't want to." Both are a little unsure about the other's feelings.
"Anyway I can get it." Miroku says with a naughty twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin. 'Now that the particulars are taken care of, Kagome you're mine.'
'He kind of looks predatory with that gleam in his eye. He's coming closer. Yessss. Body contact is good.' Miroku embraces Kagome and walks her backwards toward the wall with the window facing the village. His piece rubs against her armor the whole way and it's torture for both. More Miroku than Kagome, but that's just because she doesn't know any better. Upon contact of skin to skin, Miroku's mouth attacked Kagome's. This was no light meeting of lips, this was an all out war of who can arouse more passion in the other.
Miroku's mouth leaves a trail down Kagome's body. Starting with her mouth and moving down, stopping to share equal attention with her cloth covered breasts and moving on down to her stomach. Miroku's hands have been fairly busy as well, they've been drawing lazy circles around Kagome's waist and have presently dipped below the hem of her skirt and are starting their way back up towards Kagome's scented forest.
He's not the only one to have been busy. Kagome has watched his progress and encouraged it with her hands on his and moaning when he would hit a particularly sensitive area of skin.
Miroku's index fingers curl over the sides of her modern bikini style undergarments. Miroku's in heaven. His head is at the gate to the heavens and his hands are revealing the doorway. Now all he need do is use the right key to gain entrance. Her undergarment is removed rather quickly for all the attention he gave her to get there. Though she really doesn't mind. In fact, when they reach her feet she kicks them off to the side and instead pulls Miroku back up for another mind blowing kiss.
Hands are massaging bound breasts and cupping unbound organs. One of Miroku's hands glides along Kagome's stomach, right above her waistline, gently guiding Kagome's body around. So that she's facing the window. Kagome grabs a hold of the window sill and bends slightly at the hip, she can no longer support her own weight and her legs are getting wobbly. Miroku puts an arm around her middle to support her and ends up bending over Kagome as well.
With all this bending Kagome's skirt has risen enough so that she can feel Miroku's star enchantingly pressed against her backside.
"Miroku. I need you, please, Miroku."
'Who am I to deny a lady. Nah, who am I kidding, I can't wait to join with her either.' "Hold on, I want to make sure you're ready for this." Kagome looks a little confused, but Miroku uses his unoccupied hand and inserts a finger into Kagome's hungry snatch.
Moans from both parties. "You're ready."
"No shit Sherlock." Kagome mumbles.
Miroku takes his cock in hand and lays it at Kagome's door. He moans when the contact of nether regions has her undulating her hips against his. "I can't wait any longer. I promise that there will be more finesse later. My stars you are so beautiful, Kagome."
One forceful thrust from Miroku breaks through Kagome's maidenhead. Not wanting to hurt her anymore, he stays in this position until she starts to move her hips again signaling for some more action.
"More, ungh. More. Un."
Miroku goes only so much faster, but soon that isn't enough for the monk either. Both work up to a steady pump and grind. Slurpy sounds could be heard from each area of the small hut. Kagome is so wet and Miroku is quite big for deflowering a virgin, so where's the logical place for all those nice juices to go? At least out of Kagome, that's for sure.
Their session doesn't last very long as each can tell when the other is near and that knowledge excites them even further. Miroku grabs a hold of her hips and pumps a couple of more times into her and then shouts out his triumph.
"Kagome!"
"I'm theerreee tooooo!"
Satiated now, but unwilling to depart both pant and wait for the other to say or do something else. Who knows who would have said what or done which, for Miroku muttered the one word to kill the mood faster than anything else; "Sango."
"What?! How can yo-"
"Kagome, Sango is on her way back to the hut. I can see her cresting the hill just over there."
"Oh."
"Besides I would never dishonor you like that Kagome."
"Well never mind that now, you'd better get dressed she'll be here shortly."
Dressing was accomplished in relative silence, at least it was until Kagome couldn't find her panties. "Hey Miroku? Have you seen-"
Sango opens the door and precedes Nausicaa into the hut. "What are you looking for Kagome?"
"Oh just my..uh..book bag. I have to study for my upcoming test." Kagome lied. Well she did have a test coming up, but she wasn't looking for her book bag. She's still looking for it frantically when, Sango finds it for her.
"Your book bag is by the door Kagome." Sango looks at Kagome kind of strangely. 'Maybe she should go home for a vacation. She's starting to lose things.'
"Uh, thanks." Kagome takes the bag and heads toward the kitchen to reheat the leftovers for lunch. "Hey could you girls do me a favor? Call Shippo in for lunch and if he wants he could invite his new friend too."
"Sure back in a second."
Kagome uses this ploy to gain some more time to look for her erstwhile panties. She's about to ask Miroku if he's seen them, but then notices what he's dangling from his index finger. "OH! You perverted monk! You'd better hand those back."
"I have no intention of doing so, my lady Kagome." Having said this Miroku pockets his memento and sits down to await the arrival of the rest of his companions.
A/N: I can't wait to see how each reacts to the other in certain circumstances. Maybe, the lecherous monk has changed his groping ways. But somehow I doubt it. But, I would love to see how Kagome punishes Miroku. Wouldn't you?
Last time on Inuyasha:
Kagome's eyes dart to the side in thought, but in the end she looks back at Miroku and with clear thought states, "Miroku you said just a little bit ago that if I wanted to be alone with you , all I had to do was ask. Well consider this a question." "This" referred to Kagome's initiating the next kiss.
'And here's my answer.' Miroku trails the tip of his tongue along the seems of Kagome's lips. Both moan and groan at the sensation each evokes in the other.
"Miroku, hmmm, Gods Miroku that feels great."
"It gets better."
Kagome looks at Miroku in question.
Chapter 2: Forget Something?
"How much better," Kagome asks suggestively.
With lust in his eyes Miroku replies, "just wait and see."
During their conversation (if you could call it that) the kissing continues and escalates into some heavy breathing on both their parts. Hands that now have a will of their own and don't wish to communicate with their masters what so ever.
It's no wonder why Kagome looked surprised moments later to find her hands bunching up his outer robes nearer and nearer his waist. 'Wow, his legs are hairy.' (Did you expect some flowery comment on the masculinity of hairy legs? Too bad.) 'Muscular too.' (Happy?) 'Guess I don't need to question whether or not he wears boxers or briefs, nope it's commando for this brave monk.'
"Kagome?"
"Huh?"
"As much as I appreciate your attention, your facial expressions are worrying me."
'I'm not that transparent am I?' Blushing. "Well, it's just that I never…"
"Kagome, there's no need for you to fear this. It's perfectly nat-"
"Oh, I don't fear this at all it's just that I enjoy looking at you."
"In that case let's reveal the star of tonight's performance." Miroku is pleased that Kagome has a in born curiosity for the pleasures of joining.
Kagome is on bended knee awaiting the arrival of Miroku's star performer. 'If this monk doesn't stop teasing me and just get on with it, I'll…I'll never let him do it again.' Finally frustrated with the slow journey of Miroku's robe, Kagome helps him by rubbing the already exposed skin and moving her way on up. And up.
'Just a little farther. Come on Kagome, it's all up to you and how much you want me. Oh, yeah. You found me. My turn to play hide and seek.' Kagome had found the treasure, though there was no "X" to mark it, there was some untamed growth (pubic hair). The biggest petrusion in this forest was the two-inch thick and nine inch long wonder. 'Miroku was right to call it his star.'
Miroku's robe is soon out of the way of Kagome's roaming hands. Miroku grabs those skillful hands before the show is ended prematurely.
Kagome whimpers and tries to put her hands on any skin she can come into contact with. Since Miroku won't let her touch him (just to catch his breath), she brushes the palms of her hands up and down her uniformed torso.
"This doesn't seem quite fair. I want to see you too."
"Come on Miroku, I'm not about to make love with you in full view of the window. Although, if we position ourselves carefully and I leave my clothes on (Miroku starts to protest but Kagome puts a hand up to signal patience), the pertinent ones, I could look out the window and see when our companions would be returning. Kind of an early warning system."
"Sounds great, except for the whole Kagome keeping her clothes on thing, but I do see the logic in it. However, I do have one other concern. Are you sure you want me to…uh…you know from behind?"
"Hadn't really thought about that. I don't really see a problem with it, unless you don't want to." Both are a little unsure about the other's feelings.
"Anyway I can get it." Miroku says with a naughty twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin. 'Now that the particulars are taken care of, Kagome you're mine.'
'He kind of looks predatory with that gleam in his eye. He's coming closer. Yessss. Body contact is good.' Miroku embraces Kagome and walks her backwards toward the wall with the window facing the village. His piece rubs against her armor the whole way and it's torture for both. More Miroku than Kagome, but that's just because she doesn't know any better. Upon contact of skin to skin, Miroku's mouth attacked Kagome's. This was no light meeting of lips, this was an all out war of who can arouse more passion in the other.
Miroku's mouth leaves a trail down Kagome's body. Starting with her mouth and moving down, stopping to share equal attention with her cloth covered breasts and moving on down to her stomach. Miroku's hands have been fairly busy as well, they've been drawing lazy circles around Kagome's waist and have presently dipped below the hem of her skirt and are starting their way back up towards Kagome's scented forest.
He's not the only one to have been busy. Kagome has watched his progress and encouraged it with her hands on his and moaning when he would hit a particularly sensitive area of skin.
Miroku's index fingers curl over the sides of her modern bikini style undergarments. Miroku's in heaven. His head is at the gate to the heavens and his hands are revealing the doorway. Now all he need do is use the right key to gain entrance. Her undergarment is removed rather quickly for all the attention he gave her to get there. Though she really doesn't mind. In fact, when they reach her feet she kicks them off to the side and instead pulls Miroku back up for another mind blowing kiss.
Hands are massaging bound breasts and cupping unbound organs. One of Miroku's hands glides along Kagome's stomach, right above her waistline, gently guiding Kagome's body around. So that she's facing the window. Kagome grabs a hold of the window sill and bends slightly at the hip, she can no longer support her own weight and her legs are getting wobbly. Miroku puts an arm around her middle to support her and ends up bending over Kagome as well.
With all this bending Kagome's skirt has risen enough so that she can feel Miroku's star enchantingly pressed against her backside.
"Miroku. I need you, please, Miroku."
'Who am I to deny a lady. Nah, who am I kidding, I can't wait to join with her either.' "Hold on, I want to make sure you're ready for this." Kagome looks a little confused, but Miroku uses his unoccupied hand and inserts a finger into Kagome's hungry snatch.
Moans from both parties. "You're ready."
"No shit Sherlock." Kagome mumbles.
Miroku takes his cock in hand and lays it at Kagome's door. He moans when the contact of nether regions has her undulating her hips against his. "I can't wait any longer. I promise that there will be more finesse later. My stars you are so beautiful, Kagome."
One forceful thrust from Miroku breaks through Kagome's maidenhead. Not wanting to hurt her anymore, he stays in this position until she starts to move her hips again signaling for some more action.
"More, ungh. More. Un."
Miroku goes only so much faster, but soon that isn't enough for the monk either. Both work up to a steady pump and grind. Slurpy sounds could be heard from each area of the small hut. Kagome is so wet and Miroku is quite big for deflowering a virgin, so where's the logical place for all those nice juices to go? At least out of Kagome, that's for sure.
Their session doesn't last very long as each can tell when the other is near and that knowledge excites them even further. Miroku grabs a hold of her hips and pumps a couple of more times into her and then shouts out his triumph.
"Kagome!"
"I'm theerreee tooooo!"
Satiated now, but unwilling to depart both pant and wait for the other to say or do something else. Who knows who would have said what or done which, for Miroku muttered the one word to kill the mood faster than anything else; "Sango."
"What?! How can yo-"
"Kagome, Sango is on her way back to the hut. I can see her cresting the hill just over there."
"Oh."
"Besides I would never dishonor you like that Kagome."
"Well never mind that now, you'd better get dressed she'll be here shortly."
Dressing was accomplished in relative silence, at least it was until Kagome couldn't find her panties. "Hey Miroku? Have you seen-"
Sango opens the door and precedes Nausicaa into the hut. "What are you looking for Kagome?"
"Oh just my..uh..book bag. I have to study for my upcoming test." Kagome lied. Well she did have a test coming up, but she wasn't looking for her book bag. She's still looking for it frantically when, Sango finds it for her.
"Your book bag is by the door Kagome." Sango looks at Kagome kind of strangely. 'Maybe she should go home for a vacation. She's starting to lose things.'
"Uh, thanks." Kagome takes the bag and heads toward the kitchen to reheat the leftovers for lunch. "Hey could you girls do me a favor? Call Shippo in for lunch and if he wants he could invite his new friend too."
"Sure back in a second."
Kagome uses this ploy to gain some more time to look for her erstwhile panties. She's about to ask Miroku if he's seen them, but then notices what he's dangling from his index finger. "OH! You perverted monk! You'd better hand those back."
"I have no intention of doing so, my lady Kagome." Having said this Miroku pockets his memento and sits down to await the arrival of the rest of his companions.
A/N: I can't wait to see how each reacts to the other in certain circumstances. Maybe, the lecherous monk has changed his groping ways. But somehow I doubt it. But, I would love to see how Kagome punishes Miroku. Wouldn't you?