Sin Number 1: Lust

Miroku walked into the club and grinned as twelve playboy bunnies for the party rushed over to touch him in any way that they could. They had their skimpy black swimming suits on and white bunny ears.

"Miroku! My main man!" said a familiar voice. Miroku turned to see Inuyasha with his bunny Kikyo hanging off his arm. "What took you so long? The party started at ten!" Inuyasha gave a swagger as Kikyo caught him. His good friend Inuyasha was clearly drunk. "Hey Miroku, you gotta check out these two incredibly hot chicks over there, I think they're models or something." He grinned jerking his head in their direction.

Miroku looked over to see two women in a corner talking. One of them had black hair done up in a complicated looking French twist and was wearing a smoke blue dress that only came to just below her thighs. She had a rounded face and grey eyes; she almost looked like Kikyo in a way. She was also smoking a cigarette, blowing smoke lightly between two parted pouty lips.

The other girl was the one that really caught his attention though. She was tall, with long slender tan legs. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes that glittered wickedly. Her pink dress shimmied down her legs and it's back came to the top of her butt. She was, gorgeous.

Pulling his shirt open further, he walked up to the two women and smiled as charmingly as possible. "Hello, May I have the pleasure of knowing two of the loveliest ladies in the room?" he purred.

"Don't you know," said the one with dark brown hair, "a lady, never gives her name to a stranger she just met." She grabs a flute of champagne and throws it back. The woman with black hair touches the girl's arm and whispers something to her. The woman with brown hair's brow scrunches, and then she smiles.

Inuyasha saunters up and grins at the women. "Hey chickpeas! How are my sexy babes doing? Need anything?" he asks air kissing each girl.

"I'm fine, thanks." Says the black haired woman.

"Oh yeah, Miroku, so you've met Kikyo's sister Kagome here." Says Inuyasha slinging an arm around the black haired woman's shoulders.

"Our only difference is I'm not a whore." Kagome states bluntly. She shakes Miroku's hand and looks over to where Kikyo is making out with a guy in the corner. "And that I'm ten years younger."

"My, my, aren't we a feisty one…" says Inuyasha leaning to try and kiss her. Kagome slides away and glares at Inuyasha.

"One word, California." She says and grabs a flute of champagne before the waiter can pass.

Sango hides a laugh and then looks at Miroku. "So, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm a model for "Teen Japan". I also am in line to inherit a very wealthy company." He states.

"Really? You'll be in competition with Kagome here. She owns the entire "Tama Corp." of models. No one can out smart her in business." She grins.

"So are you a model there?" he asks.

"Yeah, Kagome's promoting me though so I can help her control the company." She adds wistfully.

"What's stopping her?" he asks, now interested.

"Her dad."

After a couple hours of heavy drinking, Sango has told Miroku everything. Grabbing another martini, she laughs as he whispers softly in her ear. Before she knows it, she's in a full out kissing session.

"Want to go?" he asks.

"Where?" she whispers, cheeks flushed.

"My place?" he nibbles on her ear.

Giggling, she nods and he leads her outside they get inside a limo and he instructs the driver home. As they get to his flat, she's pinned against the wall, his hand inching up her dress.

He leads her skill fully to the bed and begins to pull at the dress. She leads his hand to the zipper and he pulls down and lets the dress flutter to the floor. She already has his shirt of and is working at his pants. He snaps open the bra holding her full breasts. She rips his pants off to the floor. He pulls the thong she's wearing slowly off her legs. She yanks off his boxers.

Then, in an instant, he's inside of her, pumping in and out, in and out, in and out.

"AHHHHH! MIROKUUUUUUUUU!" she shudders.

The next morning, Sango wakes up to a pounding headache. She pushes back the sheets and sits up. These aren't her sheets. She's naked. Pulling the sheets to cover her breasts she looks around the unfamiliar room. She sees her dress, bra and thong on the floor.

"Hello my little fox." Says a man in dark boxers. He's holding a cup of coffee and grinning like a self satisfied cat that just ate the canary.

Wait. The bar. Miroku. The most exhilarating sex of her life…

Dear God. No!

Okay, haven't been writing for a while ne? well I'm back. So just tell me what you think of this new idea. This is only short (and oddly written) because it's the prologue. Peace Out!