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Souta watches Kohaku slip into a chair at the table and lay his head upon his arms, the lazyness of the gesture is so sexy that Souta slithers across the floor to embrace his lover. Kohaku smiles softly before sitting up and leaning back so that his head rests against Souta's chest as the boy runs his fingers through his hair. Kohaku shivers tilting his head back to recieve the loving kiss his love wishes to bestow on him and parts his lips slightly allowing Souta's tounge to slip into his warm mouth.Souta backs away from his lover watching the frown form upon Kohaku's face with a smile. Souta licks his lips and beckons the tussled haired boy towards him. Kohaku grins scrambleing to his feet and falls into Souta's arms with a trusting sigh. Souta presses his lips against his lover's and shivers when the youth's warm tongue darts across his bottom lip before teeth replace the tongue by nibling on the swollen lower lip. Souta runs his fingers down from the boy's hair to his hip and tilts his inquiring silently what his lover wants to do. Kohaku steps closser to his beloved so that their bodies are pressed tightly together and Souta asks "Wanna go to our room?" Kohaku shakes his head saying "Rather take a shower with you," and Souta smiles at the husky, yet innocent tone the boy had. Souta tugs Kohaku into the bathroom tugging off his own clothes and watches as his lover's shirt floats to the floor.
The warm water cascades down over their bodies as they mingle together in an embrace with lips passionatly locked together and hands rushing over eachothers' bodies trying to memorize every detail. Dark hair clinging to faces as they struggle for dominace. Eyes glazed over with lust mirror eachother. They only know their own passion as they sink to the floor. Eyes close as hungry mouths devour eachother with feverent kisses. Body heat rising with each carress and tounges battle eachother yet neither really cares who wins. Bodies becom one in a single intimate, graceful movement. Panting as they rock together to a secret, sensual beat that only they can hear. Dessire and trust wrap around them protectivly as it has done for lovers for centuries. Desperate hand follow an invisible trail sending the lovers to a frenzied love-making. It is sweet and sexy, binded together in a moment of immaculate love. With each caress is the promise of forever, with each kiss the sealed agreement of their love. The low of hum of the water gently pounding u0pon their flesh is completly drowned out by sacred cries of their union, a sweet reminder taht they are one heart, soul, and body. Minds copying eachother as kisses become rougher and more demanding. Hands claim flesh as the union of two ends in one final release. Exhausted they lay together not wanting to break the contact with eachothers' warm bodies.
Meanwhile...Inuyasha grumbles angrily to himself about the wench and a certain three letter word. He spots the monk talking to some village girls and yells "Get over here." The monk sadly departs from the girls and stares at Inuyasha as the hanyou says "I need you to preform a wedding cermony." The monk chucles raising his hand to silence the dog boy and says "So, you and Kagome are finanly getting !" Inuyasha shakes his head and snaps "It's for her brother." Violet eyes widen before regaining there calm and Inuyasha continues " You have to keep this a secret exspecially from Sango." Miroku nods and the hanyou says "Souta wants you to marry him to..." Miroku gasps shaking his head and exclaims "He can't marry Sango, that's impossible." "Dumbass, it ain't her, it's her brother," Inuyasha growls and watches as the monk struggles to keep his composure then he asks "Are you sure? It's Souta and Kohaku that wants the marriage?That's unfair to Sango, she should know." Inuyasha glares at the man and says tautingly "So is not telling her that you love her."
Kagome giddily tells Sango that she's planning a party for everyone in her time and says "I'll get you a decent dress to wear." Sango sighs noting that Kagome's skirt revealed to much for her taste and asks "How's Kohaku?" Kagome giggles and says cheerfully "Perfect, he and Souta are like peanut butter and jelly." Miroku walks in and says "I'll help you,Kagome." She smiles and pictures outfits for all of them.
Souta wring out the wash cloth before wiping the soap off Kohaku's face carefully brushing his red, puffy eye. "You couldn't have known the would get into my eye. It only stung a little." Truthfully it had hurt like hell but he couldn't tell his lover that. "We need to tell mom when she returns home, she'd like to be in on our marriage."
The fire burns deeply within his heart as he stares at his lover, friend, and enemy. Eternal love is what he pictures, pure as a white dove. His saviour, his beloved. His voice is a soothing melody. He stares at him remembering his lover's body and the way it moves. They stand side by side as Kagome leads them to the mall. Kohaku smiles as Souta fusses with his hair sending it into a pony. "You're my adorable angel," Souta sighs. Kohaku clings to Souta when Hojo approaches with a pleasant smile upon his face. Kagome chats with him then sends him on his merry little way. Souta relaxes until Hojo glances back at them with a chillingly obssessed look in his eyes. Kohaku reels in the sweetness of their relationship and Souta passionate kisses on his neck remind him of their passion. People stare but they don't care. "You two can't see eachother's tuxes until the big day,"Kagome reminds them cheerfully and Souta frees his hand from his lover's back pocket saying "Sure, whatever you say."