Sorry for the long wait but my life has been more than hectic these last few moths. Thanks for all the encouraging reviews, they were awesome! You guys are really great, I hope you haven't lost hope for this fic.

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Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me...sadly neither does Miroku.

Chapter Four

It was becoming a habit of theirs, meeting up at ungodly hours of the night to share a few hours together. But it wasn't enough, nowhere near enough, to sate their need for each other. It was nothing short of torture, their time during the day, when they could not talk, kiss, touch...

Kagome listened carefully to her surroundings, making sure no one had woken since Miroku left ten minutes before. She sat up gingerly, willing herself not to make a sound. Shippo was snoring softly, Sango shifted slightly but did not wake. Inuyasha grunted from his perch in a nearby tree, Kagome froze, terrified that the hanyou had caught her. To her relief, Inuyasha started snoring, obviously still fast asleep. Kagome expelled the breath she had been holding and continued to make her way into the woods.

Normally she and Miroku would wait until Inuyasha went to Kikyo, not wanting to risk the possessive wrath of the half-demon. But it had been too long, two weeks exactly, since they had been alone together. Kagome's desperation was making her reckless, but she didn't care, she only cared about having Miroku's very talented lips on her and his traveling hands on whatever part of her anatomy he cared to place them at.

Actually, much to her surprise, Miroku was almost the perfect gentleman. He'd settle for a quick grope, and even then his hands didn't stray too far or for too long. Kagome didn't know if she was glad or disappointed. Still, the fact was that Miroku made her out outrageously happy.

She smiled when she approached a clearing, a blanket spread carefully on the soft grass. She smiled even more when two strong arms wrapped around her from behind. She leaned back into Miroku's body, sighing as he nuzzled into her neck.

His hands started rubbing softly against her lower stomach, making Kagome's ability to think an almost impossible task.