Chapter 2
The sun came early, sending it's vibrant glow through the forest and into the little camp. Inu Yasha stirred, his hair a jumbled mess of knots and tangles, the night was merciless to him. He had lost allot of sleep that night, the invading scent pushed and pulled at him, teasing him and almost sending him to the breaking point. He moved farther away from the monks form, cupping his nose as his eye's fought to stay open.
That blasted scent was what was doing this to him! He could still feel his arousal, as the monk moaned in his sleep and gently grabbed a few stray strands of Inu Yasha's hair.
"Nnnnn..." The monks face contorted into a slight smile.
At least someone had a good nights rest; Inu Yasha scoffed at the monk and quickly pulled the few stray hairs claimed by him back. He wasn't going to give the monk any more sympathy; he tended his wounds and carried him around until they found a half way decent place to camp. Then that infernal scent picked up again during the night and sleep was ruthlessly stolen from him. He could barely keep himself from pouncing the monk where he lay and ravaging him, and what enraged him even more was he had no guilt or disgust with it! Ravaging a man during his sleep? Exactly when did men become an option to ravage?
He snorted; sliding his fingers into his white tresses and having them come to an abrupt stop at a knot. Inu Yasha sighed to himself, still cupping his nose, he could smell the foul stench coming from his mouth. Bleh, morning breath...
"Shippou?" Kagome's eyelids fluttered open partially as the morning light filtered in, she turned on her side to the whimpering bundle that had pushed itself into her stomach. She stroked his hair and watched him relax under her touch. Must have been a bad dream. She smiled at the slumbering kitsune.
The stiffness in her legs had begun to take its toll, served her right for sleeping in such a position! She moved to sit up and stretch out her legs as her attention fell upon a very peculiar sight.
What was he doing? She gazed at the half-baked expression on the hanyou's face. His eye's were partially shut and glazed over as his face hovered a couple inches from the monks. She got up and walked over to him and gently slid her hand under the mess of bangs. Well he didn't feel warm at least; maybe he just couldn't get to sleep because he was worried about Miroku? Was that it? It seemed an odd answer to her question. Would he actually stay up to watch over Miroku?
He barely noticed the hand sliding across his forehead as he gazed down at the sleeping monk who managed to claim a huge lock of his hair. What was he doing? He had been awake an hour before Kagome had come to stand beside him. In that time a plethora of thoughts filtered through his mind, kiss, ravage, fuck. He smacked himself mentally and turned his gaze to Kagome.
"What are you doing? Were you worried about Miroku?" Her head tilted to the side slightly as she questioned the hanyou's odd position.
"Ye..yea... I wanted to make sure he going to be aright." He lied; it's not exactly like he could tell the truth.
"Well how about you get some shut eye while I watch over him for now? You look like crap, and in that condition we won't be able to get to the village until the late afternoon anyway."
He sighed again; it was a good idea to get away from the monk. He didn't want anymore of these wild thoughts running free through his mind. He loved Kagome but the thought of doing anything with Miroku scent suppressed shivers up his spine.
He didn't like it, not one bit, something had to be done about that smell or he would have to learn to control himself better. If not he was afraid of what he might make the poor defenseless monk do.
"Fine."
Inu Yasha sluggishly went across the camp to a suitable tree to sleep in, jumping up he leaned back to gaze down at the small whimpering form below.
Shippou whimpered again as he buried his head deeper into the sleeping bag, apparently he wasn't having any luck with the scent either Inu Yasha noted.
The winds blew softly pushing the scent downwind; Inu Yasha thanked silently whatever god that saved him a sleep devoid of any lustful thoughts of the monk.
**
Sango had waited all day for her friends to return, she was pointedly surprised not to see them at the village before her. They were all strong and one single youkai shouldn't have posed any problem. But then again, things always seemed to get more complicated with time. She shrugged to herself, 'I have nothing to worry about, they'll all watch out for each other.'
**
It was around mid-day when they took a break from their travels. Kagome sat around the fire slowly stirring the lunch, pausing slightly as she looked at Inu Yasha. 'I just don't get it, ' She couldn't help but brood over the past night's events, she knew that something was wrong. Inu Yasha was acting strangely, ever since Miroku was attacked and she couldn't fathom why. The wounds were healing and Miroku seemed at the most part out of danger for the exception of him being more of a Hentai then usual.
Sango smiled as she turned slightly to survey their temporary camp, making sure everything was in order so it could be quickly cleared and their travels could resume. Shippou was playing silently with one of his rubber balls that Kagome was kind of enough to bring back from her time while Miroku was off taking a quick bath to soothe his aching wounds. It had been a while since he left and she began to worry if he was all right. It was strange enough for him to bath at this time of day but the length of time was even more worrisome.
"Inu Yasha? Do you think you can check on Miroku? He's been gone an awfully long time." She looked up to the pair of half open golden eyes as they in turn gazed down at her. Kagome nodded in agreement. "He has been gone quite a while, and lunch is almost done cooking."
"Feh, he's a big boy, I'm sure he can take care of himself." Inu Yasha closed his eyes and went back to sunning himself. He sighed inwardly as he let his thoughts roam to the monk and what was taking him so long. It had been a good half-day since the fight with the chimera and he only had two really serious enough wounds to cause him any trouble. Besides the wounds the scent seemed to subside marginally, but the pungent smell still caused him to wake up with a burning between his thighs.
Kagome eye's narrowed as she looked up at Inu Yasha.'what a brat! Miroku nearly yesterday and he nonchalantly thinks he's all right to not be worried about?!'
Shippou looked at Kagome's change of moods and chuckled lightly to himself knowing what the future held for the hanyou. "You better listen Inu Yasha~" Shippou squealed out with a smirk on his face.
"Shut up brat before I beat the silence into you!" He glared down at Shippou and then turned his attentions to Kagome who had firmly placed her hands on her hips.
"Shit"
"Inu Yasha, SIT!!"
Inu Yasha came to a life altering halt, as his body seemed to merge with the very earth beneath him with a loud gut wrenching "Graaaaaaaa!" Pulling himself up slowly he glared at Kagome.
"What the hell did you do that for!?" He quickly regained his composure as he stomped his way to Kagome, giving her the evil eye as he did.
Kagome shrugged off the look as she held her hands out to the sides of her. Sango and Shippou looked on as the two came face to face. Both were glad they were out of the line of fire. If either of them had been under him when the words 'sit' emerged from Kagome's mouth they were sure to of had a very unpleasant experience.
"You perfectly know why I said the 's' word!!" Kagome belted out at Inu Yasha with a scowl upon her face and her hands back upon her hips. Like hell she was going to let him laze about when they were worried about Miroku, and there was no way her or Sango were going to mosey on over to the hot springs to check on him!
"Feh! I'm sure he's fine! He's old enough to take care of himself. And besides Shippou started the other argument" He scoffed at Kagome's attempt to make him feel guilty. It wasn't going to work; he did his share in taking care of the injured hoshi, and that infernal intoxicating scent caused him enough problems. Hiding his arousals was beginning to become an art.
Sighing Kagome looked dead into Inu Yasha's eye's, piercing him with an icy blue gaze." Look, all we want you to do is go check up on him, it's not like we can do it considering he's taking a bath. We have a littler more consideration then you or he does when it comes to situations like this."
He glared at her firmly, "Fine! I'll go check on him!" Turning foot he started to walk away from the camp while kicking Shippou clear across the area with a growl. "I'll deal with you later."
**
Miroku soaked his body in the hot spring for what seemed hours, his joints and muscles strained from the day's walking. He thought he would of been used to it by now but his body still protested the long arduous task of going up and down the hills of the forests and country sides in his condition. 'If only Inu Yasha came with me, I would of been able to make him clean my back for me." He sighed as he stretched his legs wincing slightly because of the wound; his eye's fluttered closed.
His mind filled with images of women's curves, oh how they always caught his eye. The way they felt in his hand was unmistakable, soft yet firm. Ah yes, Sango was a perfect example of womanly curves. He quite enjoyed it when she changed out of her formal kimono into her extermination uniform. But as of lately he found himself admiraring Inu Yasha in the same way, his thick soft hair, and his golden eye's. In so many way's he resembled a woman that he himself found himself taken back by his boyish good looks.
His mind filled with thoughts of ravishing Inu Yasha, way's to make him moan and scream out his name. As those filled his mind it began to drift towards Sango...Ahhh...she's beautiful as well, what am I to do? His lips curled into a smirk as Sango was quickly pushed aside with thoughts of Inu Yasha writhing underneath him. He couldn't keep his mind away from it, perhaps, if he just tasted of him once it would clear his mind of such lustful thoughts.
He began contemplating how to do so, but the more he thought about how he was going to make it happen, the more he thought about what he was going to do 'when' it happened. With the all the naughty thoughts running through his head he barely noticed the erection he was getting. Soon the ache between his legs begged to be soothed as his mind raced on with Inu Yasha spread open and ready to be consumed. His hand slid down to his hardened member, slowly pumping up and down. His head pulled forward as his back arched into his hand. Stroking the head with his other hand he thought of Inu Yasha's firm chest and nipples, oh how he was going to pleasure that boy once he got his hands on him. He let his one hand slide down to his backside as he imagined Inu Yasha's tongue giving him all the pleasures of the world. He pushed his finger into the entrance as his other hands thumb rubbed the tip of his erection. His hand worked faster as his stomach twinged with the anticipation of his on coming climax. He pumped harder and harder as his other hand released the tention of his backside, his finger curling slightly inside of himself hitting his sweet spot. No longer able to hold back the waves of pleasure he released his seed into the hot spring with a low moan.
"This isn't right, he's not like that, heck I'm not like this!" Miroku breathlessly whispered, cheek's still tinted pink from the previous hand marathon.
He decidedly yelled at himself inwardly, I don't want a love like that. Women are more then enough to satisfy myself with. All this stress is making me think oddly towards him.
Miroku jerked up quickly as he heard leaves brushing up against something. Looking around franticly he searched for what caused the noise. 'Shit, I hope no one saw me!!' His chest tightened as he thought of what would happen if someone caught him pleasuring himself, what an embarrassment it would be to explain himself! His breathing became almost erratic as white hair flashed for a brief moment to his left.
"Oh no, don't tell me Inu Yasha saw me." He breathlessly whispered
A voice from behind agitatedly creaked "Saw you do what monk?"
Inu Yasha came walking up to the spring with his arms crossed and his ear's twitching, he was still pissed at the earlier sit he was given. He sniffed the air for a moment 'Uhnnn…that smell...it's come back' Inu Yasha suppressed the moan in his stomach and the building heat in-between his legs. His eye's traveled down the monk to his half cocked erection as his one eyebrow raised and a profuse blush spread across his face. Quickly he turned on his heels to face away from his friends miss hap with the hot spring. "Ummmm...I think maybe you should wait a while before you come back to camp." Inu Yasha squeaked out.
"What do you mean Inu Yasha?"
"Look down." Inu Yasha stammered slightly as he heard the monk gasp slightly at what he was trying to get across.
"Ahhh!!...I'm sorry about that, y'know hot water and all..." Miroku turned five shades of red before he finally found his robes. Quickly emerging from the hot spring he reclothed himself, as his heart was about to leap from his chest. Inu Yasha stood there with his back to him, listening to the monk's rapid heartbeat and panicked breaths. The scent from before increased dramatically leaving the air with the smell of spice; Inu Yasha's nose breathed it in dreamily. It smelled so good...he closed his eyes as he took in the scent again and again until he began to feel the cloth of his pants tug and pull. He looked down to see the beginnings of an erection.
Miroku was still fumbling with his robes; he just couldn't manage to tie the knot that kept his purple robe on correctly. He was panicked, Inu Yasha's acute observation (acute observation as in him pointing out Miroku was half cocked) made him even harder then before. What was he going to do? If he didn't calm himself down Inu Yasha was surely going to notice the big lump in the front of his robes. 'I have to calm down.' Miroku breathed in calmly as he continued to work the knot of his robe. He felt the tightness of his muscles slacken as his breaths evened out. Finally he was coming back to his calm senses as he willed himself back into a normal state of mind.
Inu Yasha gazed at Miroku with glazed over eyes, the smell was beginning to die down. It pulled at him to go towards the monk, whispering sweet nothing's into his ear and promising pleasures beyond his wildest dreams or nightmares. His feet followed the dieing aroma, stumbling half hazardly as his mind drifted and lingered only on the scent no longer able to control himself.
"Inu Yasha? Are you alright?" Miroku's voice was laced with concern as his friend awkwardly stumbled towards him in a daze.
"Hmmmmm...?" Inu Yasha's eyes were nearly closed completely as his face reflected one of calmness and joy. "You smell really, really good." A smile widening across his face as he tilted forward, falling.
Stumbling forward in an awkward way Miroku quickly tried to catch Inu Yasha as he fell forward on top of him."Inu Yasha!! What's wrong? Are you alright?" The monk gasped as the hanyo's arms laced around his waist and his head burrowed into his robes. "Hmmmmm...?" Was his only reply as he breathed in Miroku's intoxicating scent.
'I can't control myself..this scent..it's taking over me.' Inu Yasha's last thoughts as his face nuzzled its way through Miroku's robes and laid itself on his bare chest.
Miroku breathed in deeply. What was happening? Inu Yasha is making moves on him? There has to be something wrong, this wasn't the regular Inu Yasha that scoffed at human weakness. His personality was completely different... Miroku reveled in the attention Inu Yasha was giving his chest but soon became panicked at the thought that there was something wrong with Inu Yasha to cause him to act so sensually.
Inu Yasha's face nuzzled the crook in Miroku's neck, still sniffing the remaining aroma. He began to lick and nibble at the monk's exposed flesh, whimpering at the dying scent. Miroku moaned slightly as his quacking hand buried itself into Inu Yasha's long silken threads. 'It is as soft as I thought it would be.' The monk thought to himself as a surge of pleasure washed over him like waves smothering the beach in turns. He was beginning to get hard again and his scent screamed to Inu Yasha, 'fuck me...fuck me...' Inu Yasha's hand's slid down to Miroku's waist as his body laid between his leg's, rubbing up and down Miroku's sides he could feel the hardening of flesh beneath him and the over powering scent that engulfed the area. Miroku moaned and shivered underneath him enjoying the attention of his friends roaming hands.
'No, I can't, not like this.' Miroku's hand's tried to push Inu Yasha away, but he stayed as Inu Yasha's mouth engulfed one of his nipples, tugging it slightly as Inu Yasha gazed up at him lustfully.
"Nnnnnn..." Miroku enjoyed the pleasure, he could feel his muscles become lax against Inu Yasha. But he wasn't ready to give up yet, this was wrong. Something had possessed Inu Yasha and he needed to stop this before either of them had a guilty conscience.
Miroku stiffened his body and smoothly let out a stern voice, "Inu Yasha, Stop." He could still feel Inu Yasha's hands rubbing his hips with no compliance with his demands. He felt the tension build, it had been a long time since he left camp and the girls had sent Inu Yasha to retrieve him, they were going to undoubtedly begin to worry even more and come looking themselves only to find a sex crazed hanyou and a pervert monk trying to do the right thing. His jaw tightened as he came up with the only idea he could think of. He let his body loosen once again which seemed to please Inu Yasha greatly as he pushed open the top part of Miroku's robes exposing the rest of his chest to the world.
"Inu Yasha.." Miroku cued as he lazy drew circles on Inu Yasha's back. "Please.... kiss me..." He whispered faintly knowing that the hanyous' hearing could pick it up easily. Inu Yasha dreamily looked up as he began to comply to Miroku's pleading voice. He tilted his head to the side as he began to lean into capture the monks' lips when Miroku finally decided to deploy his plan. With luck it'd work, and if not…well...it's not like if it didn't work it'd be a bad thing now would it?
Miroku sucked in as much air as he could as he screamed into his ears, Inu Yasha hands flew up to his ears as he jumped off Miroku giving him some distance from the loud obstruction to his hearing.
**
Kagome turned to Sango. "They've been gone awfully long, do you think we should start looking for them?" a worried expression spread across her face as she played with her cold soup. Shippou had finished his lunch ages ago and was playing Kirara, waiting for the return of his group. Sango on the other hand ate slowly as she eyed up the two bowls set aside for Inu Yasha and Miroku. "Yea, their food is already cold and it has been a long time since Inu Yasha left..." Sango's voice drifted off as Shippou's came into play, "I think I heard Miroku screaming!!" His ears perked up as he heard the faint scream of the hoshi.
"Let's go!" Sango and Kagome yelled together as they ran off into the hot springs direction grabbing their weapons as they ran. Shippou quickly hopped up onto Kagome's shoulder as she darted by, taking a ride to the hoshi.
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The sun came early, sending it's vibrant glow through the forest and into the little camp. Inu Yasha stirred, his hair a jumbled mess of knots and tangles, the night was merciless to him. He had lost allot of sleep that night, the invading scent pushed and pulled at him, teasing him and almost sending him to the breaking point. He moved farther away from the monks form, cupping his nose as his eye's fought to stay open.
That blasted scent was what was doing this to him! He could still feel his arousal, as the monk moaned in his sleep and gently grabbed a few stray strands of Inu Yasha's hair.
"Nnnnn..." The monks face contorted into a slight smile.
At least someone had a good nights rest; Inu Yasha scoffed at the monk and quickly pulled the few stray hairs claimed by him back. He wasn't going to give the monk any more sympathy; he tended his wounds and carried him around until they found a half way decent place to camp. Then that infernal scent picked up again during the night and sleep was ruthlessly stolen from him. He could barely keep himself from pouncing the monk where he lay and ravaging him, and what enraged him even more was he had no guilt or disgust with it! Ravaging a man during his sleep? Exactly when did men become an option to ravage?
He snorted; sliding his fingers into his white tresses and having them come to an abrupt stop at a knot. Inu Yasha sighed to himself, still cupping his nose, he could smell the foul stench coming from his mouth. Bleh, morning breath...
"Shippou?" Kagome's eyelids fluttered open partially as the morning light filtered in, she turned on her side to the whimpering bundle that had pushed itself into her stomach. She stroked his hair and watched him relax under her touch. Must have been a bad dream. She smiled at the slumbering kitsune.
The stiffness in her legs had begun to take its toll, served her right for sleeping in such a position! She moved to sit up and stretch out her legs as her attention fell upon a very peculiar sight.
What was he doing? She gazed at the half-baked expression on the hanyou's face. His eye's were partially shut and glazed over as his face hovered a couple inches from the monks. She got up and walked over to him and gently slid her hand under the mess of bangs. Well he didn't feel warm at least; maybe he just couldn't get to sleep because he was worried about Miroku? Was that it? It seemed an odd answer to her question. Would he actually stay up to watch over Miroku?
He barely noticed the hand sliding across his forehead as he gazed down at the sleeping monk who managed to claim a huge lock of his hair. What was he doing? He had been awake an hour before Kagome had come to stand beside him. In that time a plethora of thoughts filtered through his mind, kiss, ravage, fuck. He smacked himself mentally and turned his gaze to Kagome.
"What are you doing? Were you worried about Miroku?" Her head tilted to the side slightly as she questioned the hanyou's odd position.
"Ye..yea... I wanted to make sure he going to be aright." He lied; it's not exactly like he could tell the truth.
"Well how about you get some shut eye while I watch over him for now? You look like crap, and in that condition we won't be able to get to the village until the late afternoon anyway."
He sighed again; it was a good idea to get away from the monk. He didn't want anymore of these wild thoughts running free through his mind. He loved Kagome but the thought of doing anything with Miroku scent suppressed shivers up his spine.
He didn't like it, not one bit, something had to be done about that smell or he would have to learn to control himself better. If not he was afraid of what he might make the poor defenseless monk do.
"Fine."
Inu Yasha sluggishly went across the camp to a suitable tree to sleep in, jumping up he leaned back to gaze down at the small whimpering form below.
Shippou whimpered again as he buried his head deeper into the sleeping bag, apparently he wasn't having any luck with the scent either Inu Yasha noted.
The winds blew softly pushing the scent downwind; Inu Yasha thanked silently whatever god that saved him a sleep devoid of any lustful thoughts of the monk.
**
Sango had waited all day for her friends to return, she was pointedly surprised not to see them at the village before her. They were all strong and one single youkai shouldn't have posed any problem. But then again, things always seemed to get more complicated with time. She shrugged to herself, 'I have nothing to worry about, they'll all watch out for each other.'
**
It was around mid-day when they took a break from their travels. Kagome sat around the fire slowly stirring the lunch, pausing slightly as she looked at Inu Yasha. 'I just don't get it, ' She couldn't help but brood over the past night's events, she knew that something was wrong. Inu Yasha was acting strangely, ever since Miroku was attacked and she couldn't fathom why. The wounds were healing and Miroku seemed at the most part out of danger for the exception of him being more of a Hentai then usual.
Sango smiled as she turned slightly to survey their temporary camp, making sure everything was in order so it could be quickly cleared and their travels could resume. Shippou was playing silently with one of his rubber balls that Kagome was kind of enough to bring back from her time while Miroku was off taking a quick bath to soothe his aching wounds. It had been a while since he left and she began to worry if he was all right. It was strange enough for him to bath at this time of day but the length of time was even more worrisome.
"Inu Yasha? Do you think you can check on Miroku? He's been gone an awfully long time." She looked up to the pair of half open golden eyes as they in turn gazed down at her. Kagome nodded in agreement. "He has been gone quite a while, and lunch is almost done cooking."
"Feh, he's a big boy, I'm sure he can take care of himself." Inu Yasha closed his eyes and went back to sunning himself. He sighed inwardly as he let his thoughts roam to the monk and what was taking him so long. It had been a good half-day since the fight with the chimera and he only had two really serious enough wounds to cause him any trouble. Besides the wounds the scent seemed to subside marginally, but the pungent smell still caused him to wake up with a burning between his thighs.
Kagome eye's narrowed as she looked up at Inu Yasha.'what a brat! Miroku nearly yesterday and he nonchalantly thinks he's all right to not be worried about?!'
Shippou looked at Kagome's change of moods and chuckled lightly to himself knowing what the future held for the hanyou. "You better listen Inu Yasha~" Shippou squealed out with a smirk on his face.
"Shut up brat before I beat the silence into you!" He glared down at Shippou and then turned his attentions to Kagome who had firmly placed her hands on her hips.
"Shit"
"Inu Yasha, SIT!!"
Inu Yasha came to a life altering halt, as his body seemed to merge with the very earth beneath him with a loud gut wrenching "Graaaaaaaa!" Pulling himself up slowly he glared at Kagome.
"What the hell did you do that for!?" He quickly regained his composure as he stomped his way to Kagome, giving her the evil eye as he did.
Kagome shrugged off the look as she held her hands out to the sides of her. Sango and Shippou looked on as the two came face to face. Both were glad they were out of the line of fire. If either of them had been under him when the words 'sit' emerged from Kagome's mouth they were sure to of had a very unpleasant experience.
"You perfectly know why I said the 's' word!!" Kagome belted out at Inu Yasha with a scowl upon her face and her hands back upon her hips. Like hell she was going to let him laze about when they were worried about Miroku, and there was no way her or Sango were going to mosey on over to the hot springs to check on him!
"Feh! I'm sure he's fine! He's old enough to take care of himself. And besides Shippou started the other argument" He scoffed at Kagome's attempt to make him feel guilty. It wasn't going to work; he did his share in taking care of the injured hoshi, and that infernal intoxicating scent caused him enough problems. Hiding his arousals was beginning to become an art.
Sighing Kagome looked dead into Inu Yasha's eye's, piercing him with an icy blue gaze." Look, all we want you to do is go check up on him, it's not like we can do it considering he's taking a bath. We have a littler more consideration then you or he does when it comes to situations like this."
He glared at her firmly, "Fine! I'll go check on him!" Turning foot he started to walk away from the camp while kicking Shippou clear across the area with a growl. "I'll deal with you later."
**
Miroku soaked his body in the hot spring for what seemed hours, his joints and muscles strained from the day's walking. He thought he would of been used to it by now but his body still protested the long arduous task of going up and down the hills of the forests and country sides in his condition. 'If only Inu Yasha came with me, I would of been able to make him clean my back for me." He sighed as he stretched his legs wincing slightly because of the wound; his eye's fluttered closed.
His mind filled with images of women's curves, oh how they always caught his eye. The way they felt in his hand was unmistakable, soft yet firm. Ah yes, Sango was a perfect example of womanly curves. He quite enjoyed it when she changed out of her formal kimono into her extermination uniform. But as of lately he found himself admiraring Inu Yasha in the same way, his thick soft hair, and his golden eye's. In so many way's he resembled a woman that he himself found himself taken back by his boyish good looks.
His mind filled with thoughts of ravishing Inu Yasha, way's to make him moan and scream out his name. As those filled his mind it began to drift towards Sango...Ahhh...she's beautiful as well, what am I to do? His lips curled into a smirk as Sango was quickly pushed aside with thoughts of Inu Yasha writhing underneath him. He couldn't keep his mind away from it, perhaps, if he just tasted of him once it would clear his mind of such lustful thoughts.
He began contemplating how to do so, but the more he thought about how he was going to make it happen, the more he thought about what he was going to do 'when' it happened. With the all the naughty thoughts running through his head he barely noticed the erection he was getting. Soon the ache between his legs begged to be soothed as his mind raced on with Inu Yasha spread open and ready to be consumed. His hand slid down to his hardened member, slowly pumping up and down. His head pulled forward as his back arched into his hand. Stroking the head with his other hand he thought of Inu Yasha's firm chest and nipples, oh how he was going to pleasure that boy once he got his hands on him. He let his one hand slide down to his backside as he imagined Inu Yasha's tongue giving him all the pleasures of the world. He pushed his finger into the entrance as his other hands thumb rubbed the tip of his erection. His hand worked faster as his stomach twinged with the anticipation of his on coming climax. He pumped harder and harder as his other hand released the tention of his backside, his finger curling slightly inside of himself hitting his sweet spot. No longer able to hold back the waves of pleasure he released his seed into the hot spring with a low moan.
"This isn't right, he's not like that, heck I'm not like this!" Miroku breathlessly whispered, cheek's still tinted pink from the previous hand marathon.
He decidedly yelled at himself inwardly, I don't want a love like that. Women are more then enough to satisfy myself with. All this stress is making me think oddly towards him.
Miroku jerked up quickly as he heard leaves brushing up against something. Looking around franticly he searched for what caused the noise. 'Shit, I hope no one saw me!!' His chest tightened as he thought of what would happen if someone caught him pleasuring himself, what an embarrassment it would be to explain himself! His breathing became almost erratic as white hair flashed for a brief moment to his left.
"Oh no, don't tell me Inu Yasha saw me." He breathlessly whispered
A voice from behind agitatedly creaked "Saw you do what monk?"
Inu Yasha came walking up to the spring with his arms crossed and his ear's twitching, he was still pissed at the earlier sit he was given. He sniffed the air for a moment 'Uhnnn…that smell...it's come back' Inu Yasha suppressed the moan in his stomach and the building heat in-between his legs. His eye's traveled down the monk to his half cocked erection as his one eyebrow raised and a profuse blush spread across his face. Quickly he turned on his heels to face away from his friends miss hap with the hot spring. "Ummmm...I think maybe you should wait a while before you come back to camp." Inu Yasha squeaked out.
"What do you mean Inu Yasha?"
"Look down." Inu Yasha stammered slightly as he heard the monk gasp slightly at what he was trying to get across.
"Ahhh!!...I'm sorry about that, y'know hot water and all..." Miroku turned five shades of red before he finally found his robes. Quickly emerging from the hot spring he reclothed himself, as his heart was about to leap from his chest. Inu Yasha stood there with his back to him, listening to the monk's rapid heartbeat and panicked breaths. The scent from before increased dramatically leaving the air with the smell of spice; Inu Yasha's nose breathed it in dreamily. It smelled so good...he closed his eyes as he took in the scent again and again until he began to feel the cloth of his pants tug and pull. He looked down to see the beginnings of an erection.
Miroku was still fumbling with his robes; he just couldn't manage to tie the knot that kept his purple robe on correctly. He was panicked, Inu Yasha's acute observation (acute observation as in him pointing out Miroku was half cocked) made him even harder then before. What was he going to do? If he didn't calm himself down Inu Yasha was surely going to notice the big lump in the front of his robes. 'I have to calm down.' Miroku breathed in calmly as he continued to work the knot of his robe. He felt the tightness of his muscles slacken as his breaths evened out. Finally he was coming back to his calm senses as he willed himself back into a normal state of mind.
Inu Yasha gazed at Miroku with glazed over eyes, the smell was beginning to die down. It pulled at him to go towards the monk, whispering sweet nothing's into his ear and promising pleasures beyond his wildest dreams or nightmares. His feet followed the dieing aroma, stumbling half hazardly as his mind drifted and lingered only on the scent no longer able to control himself.
"Inu Yasha? Are you alright?" Miroku's voice was laced with concern as his friend awkwardly stumbled towards him in a daze.
"Hmmmmm...?" Inu Yasha's eyes were nearly closed completely as his face reflected one of calmness and joy. "You smell really, really good." A smile widening across his face as he tilted forward, falling.
Stumbling forward in an awkward way Miroku quickly tried to catch Inu Yasha as he fell forward on top of him."Inu Yasha!! What's wrong? Are you alright?" The monk gasped as the hanyo's arms laced around his waist and his head burrowed into his robes. "Hmmmmm...?" Was his only reply as he breathed in Miroku's intoxicating scent.
'I can't control myself..this scent..it's taking over me.' Inu Yasha's last thoughts as his face nuzzled its way through Miroku's robes and laid itself on his bare chest.
Miroku breathed in deeply. What was happening? Inu Yasha is making moves on him? There has to be something wrong, this wasn't the regular Inu Yasha that scoffed at human weakness. His personality was completely different... Miroku reveled in the attention Inu Yasha was giving his chest but soon became panicked at the thought that there was something wrong with Inu Yasha to cause him to act so sensually.
Inu Yasha's face nuzzled the crook in Miroku's neck, still sniffing the remaining aroma. He began to lick and nibble at the monk's exposed flesh, whimpering at the dying scent. Miroku moaned slightly as his quacking hand buried itself into Inu Yasha's long silken threads. 'It is as soft as I thought it would be.' The monk thought to himself as a surge of pleasure washed over him like waves smothering the beach in turns. He was beginning to get hard again and his scent screamed to Inu Yasha, 'fuck me...fuck me...' Inu Yasha's hand's slid down to Miroku's waist as his body laid between his leg's, rubbing up and down Miroku's sides he could feel the hardening of flesh beneath him and the over powering scent that engulfed the area. Miroku moaned and shivered underneath him enjoying the attention of his friends roaming hands.
'No, I can't, not like this.' Miroku's hand's tried to push Inu Yasha away, but he stayed as Inu Yasha's mouth engulfed one of his nipples, tugging it slightly as Inu Yasha gazed up at him lustfully.
"Nnnnnn..." Miroku enjoyed the pleasure, he could feel his muscles become lax against Inu Yasha. But he wasn't ready to give up yet, this was wrong. Something had possessed Inu Yasha and he needed to stop this before either of them had a guilty conscience.
Miroku stiffened his body and smoothly let out a stern voice, "Inu Yasha, Stop." He could still feel Inu Yasha's hands rubbing his hips with no compliance with his demands. He felt the tension build, it had been a long time since he left camp and the girls had sent Inu Yasha to retrieve him, they were going to undoubtedly begin to worry even more and come looking themselves only to find a sex crazed hanyou and a pervert monk trying to do the right thing. His jaw tightened as he came up with the only idea he could think of. He let his body loosen once again which seemed to please Inu Yasha greatly as he pushed open the top part of Miroku's robes exposing the rest of his chest to the world.
"Inu Yasha.." Miroku cued as he lazy drew circles on Inu Yasha's back. "Please.... kiss me..." He whispered faintly knowing that the hanyous' hearing could pick it up easily. Inu Yasha dreamily looked up as he began to comply to Miroku's pleading voice. He tilted his head to the side as he began to lean into capture the monks' lips when Miroku finally decided to deploy his plan. With luck it'd work, and if not…well...it's not like if it didn't work it'd be a bad thing now would it?
Miroku sucked in as much air as he could as he screamed into his ears, Inu Yasha hands flew up to his ears as he jumped off Miroku giving him some distance from the loud obstruction to his hearing.
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Kagome turned to Sango. "They've been gone awfully long, do you think we should start looking for them?" a worried expression spread across her face as she played with her cold soup. Shippou had finished his lunch ages ago and was playing Kirara, waiting for the return of his group. Sango on the other hand ate slowly as she eyed up the two bowls set aside for Inu Yasha and Miroku. "Yea, their food is already cold and it has been a long time since Inu Yasha left..." Sango's voice drifted off as Shippou's came into play, "I think I heard Miroku screaming!!" His ears perked up as he heard the faint scream of the hoshi.
"Let's go!" Sango and Kagome yelled together as they ran off into the hot springs direction grabbing their weapons as they ran. Shippou quickly hopped up onto Kagome's shoulder as she darted by, taking a ride to the hoshi.
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