Just Love Me

A/N: There is no sex in this chapter, I have restrictions on this site, even though it's rated M, so if you really, really want it, send me an message.

The hanyou ignored the name and place a gentle kiss on the monk's cheek. "I...I want to go farther Miroku..." he said softly as he stared down into the water, not wanting to look at him at the moment.

Miroku simply froze. Would he let Inu-yasha take him, at an inn no less, where people could hear them. They were more than friends, but were they lovers?

"Inu-yasha..." he started as he moved his hand up, cupping Inu-yasha's chin and making him face him. To give himself to Inu-yasha physically...How would that change them?

"I...I want you Inu-yasha..." Miroku told him. Had me made the right choice, had he made it too soon? It didn't matter to him anymore, he just wanted to be happy for once, and he was sure Inu-yasha felt the same.

Inu-yasha was shocked...Had Miroku just said he wanted him? He didn't think Miroku would actually let him take him, and now that he did say yes, he was having second feeling as well. He brushed those thoughts away, wanting to focus on Miroku only. With a hesitant nod, he leaned in and took the monk's sweet lips in his own.

A long, loving kiss shared between them, it marked the first time they would make love. Would they be able to call it that, or was it just a mindless-fuck? Had lust taken them over? They didn't care, the warmth from each other's bodies, lips, and another certain area told them that this would be one of the few chances they would have to do this.

After a minute, they both pulled away to take a breath.

"A-are you sure about this Miroku?" the hanyou asked. He wasn't sure himself, but he wanted this, not the sex itself, but the feeling of being that close to Miroku.

A gentle smile and a peck on the side of his mouth was his answer, him smiling back before they continued...

They laid there on the edge of the water, held in each other's embrace. Miroku's head was resting on the hanyou's chest, Inu-yasha's hair running through the monks hair, stroking it lovingly. His eyes were closed, definitely tired, though, the same couldn't be same for Inu-yasha, he was a half-demon after all. His eyes were open, his amber gaze aimed at the ceiling above them.

They were sore, more in one place than others. Their hair stuck to their bare skin because of the water, sweat, saliva, and another certain liquid. The passionate act they had just did, bringing each other to heights they've never reached by themselves, the blissful ecstacy they've never felt before...Nothing could describe it.

A lecherous grin on his face, the monk's eyes slowly opened as moved up a bit, placing a kiss on the tip of the half-demon's nose.

"Do you think anyone heard us?" he asked with a light laugh.

Inu-yasha laughed as he well as he kissed him back. He sat up cross-legged, moving Miroku to sit on his right leg. What would be their explanation for the noises that could probably heard through the entire village. It was nothing they couldn't handle, as long as they were together, they'd be able to deal with it.

Miroku wrapped his arms around Inu-yasha's neck and kissed the older man's chest. He looked at the door, thinking. "Would you like to bear my children?", something he's said so many times, just joking most of the time. Just lust and a need for an heir caused him to do that, but...He was with Inu-yasha...Obviously, he couldn't bear any children but he didn't care about that anymore. He just loved to be with him, loved to feel those lips, loved that gentle gaze he's been seeing more often, loved...him.

He loved Inu-yasha...Not Sango, but Inu-yasha.

Inu-yasha looked down at Miroku and thought something was wrong.

"Are you alright Miroku?" he asked.

The monk smiled at him and nodded.

"Everything's alright Inu-yasha, because I..." To admit something like love to him, to just give himself to Inu-yasha, mind, body, and soul..."I love you...My precious Inu-yasha..."