Okay, guys! I feel I should start this chapter with a warning:

THIS CHAPTER IS A SANGO/MIROKU LEMON!

Truthfully, I've never really written or published one so I'm kind of nervous to have it up,

but you can skip it or read. cx

Ecstasy.

Sango watched Shippo as he lay sleeping peacefully. The fire was still blazing, giving him a greater sense of warmth on the cool night. They had been traveling actively for the past week but had decided to accept the hospitality of a local man in one of the villages. They had already eaten for the night and Miroku had gone out to speak to the lord. He had been gone some time now, making her feel slightly nervous.

They had crossed through three to four other human villages, some with stories of Inuyasha and some without. The encounters were never pleasant, he had unleashed devastation upon the villagers with no guilt or humility. In one village there had been a few skilled swordsman and archers who had attacked him, managing to wound him slightly but they still received the same damage as others had. It really did make Sango sad. He was nowhere near his old self and it truly seemed like there was no saving him. Maybe by some miracle Kagome would find a way to do something and bring him back.

"You still awake?"

Sango looked towards the doorway to see Miroku poking his head in. She smiled, relieved that he was back. He beckoned her out from the room to sit outside. It was a beautiful night and he wanted to enjoy it with her. She sat beside him and gazed up at the stars. Truthfully, she hadn't taken the time to notice them in awhile.

"The lord has reported the same thing we've been hearing. A silver-haired demon who tears through human villages and then leaves. But there is something else too."

"What is it?" Sango asked.

"He says that he has heard of the demon making a transformation, into a large dog demon."

"His brother and father had that ability, I suppose it's no surprise he also acquired that trait."

"This will make defeating him that more difficult," Miroku sighed.

"Tell me about it, I really can't believe this happened still."

"Let's try to leave that from our thoughts tonight."

Miroku reached over, his hand placed upon hers. Sango looked at him, her face reddening. Any intimate moment with him often made her nervous. He inched his arm around her waist and managed to pull her in between his legs safely. He rested his chin in her hair and smiled comfortably. This was something he always enjoyed, having her close to him. He would be able to focus on her without any distractions. Miroku felt a small box in his robes, figuring this was just as good of a time as any.

"Sango?"

"Mm?"

"You know I love you, right?"

"Do you?" She asked.

Miroku leaned back slightly and reached for her chin, guiding her to turn in his lap. He brought his lips to hers, softly but passionately. When he let her go, she gasped slightly. That had been unexpected but he knew how to make her want more. But first...

"Sango, I wish to take you as my wife."

"What?" Sango laughed, not believing her ears.

"It's true. Look."

Sango now turned completely from his lap and faced him. She was still laughing at what he said when she saw what he held. Her mouth immediately sealed shut, lips pressed into one line, her heart now raging in her chest. It was a ring that he held in his hand and one that was most beautiful. She had never seen anything as lovely as that. Her eyes found his again, a patient smile on his face. Tears of joy welled up in the woman's eyes and she leaped back into his arms. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"I'm glad," Miroku responded softly while placing the ring on her finger. It was a perfect fit.

"When did... How long... Where..."

"Truth be told I've been planning this for some time, I've simply never found the right moment. However the way things are looking, we may not have many more moments of peace such as this."

"I love you so much," Sango exclaimed before crashing her mouth onto his in excessive passion.

"Let's go inside," Miroku suggested.

Sango nodded and took his hand when he offered it to her. Rather than enter the room Shippo was in they went into the second, where Miroku was to be sleeping anyway. She laid on the futon, Miroku gliding over her gently. His robes hung down and pooled over her as he locked his lips with hers again. She tingled with his touch, a hot sensation moving from her belly and down. Her right hand moved to the back of his head, playing with the small ponytail he had. His lips moved down to her neck, causing a sigh of pleasure to escape from her.

"Miroku..."

"We can stop, if you want," he said. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

"No, I want this. Do you?" She asked, hesitantly.

"You know I do."

With that, Sango began to pull his robes from his shoulder. In a matter of seconds, his chest was bare for her to see. He leaned into her once more, continuing to caress her neck line with his tongue. His warm breath against her skin only made her want him more. She urged him to remove her kimono, which she could see brought him instant delight. Being naked in front of him made her feel nervous, she had not done it before and frankly wasn't sure she was much to look at.

"Flawless," was all Miroku said after he had her completely nude. She blushed and bit her lip, not sure what to say. Miroku brought his mouth to her skin, slowly moving down her body. He lightly placed a hand on her right breast, squeezing it beneath his reach. Her breath rose again at the feeling. She watched as he brought his mouth to her other, his tongue dancing over her nipple. He sucked ever so carefully while his hand continued to massage her other breast. Sango could all but handle what he was doing to her, moaning more and more.

Sango had never experienced such a feeling before, she was quite overwhelmed by it but Miroku was being so slow and patient with her that she didn't worry. How could she? She was barely even able to think around the joys he was providing to her body. When he dropped his bottoms, she felt her heart patter even faster. His member looked so... So big! Would it fit? Would it hurt?

"Hey," he called to her. "Don't look so scared, I'll go slow. Just tell me when to stop."

Sango gazed up into his adoring eyes and nodded. He positioned himself between her legs and soon she felt the tip against her. He pushed forward, slightly, allowing it to go in. She gasped again, clutching onto his arms for dear life. He paused, noticing this action. She smiled up at him weakly, giving him the okay. When he thrusted it into her completely, she made a quiet yelp. He wriggled against her, until she moaned in pleasure. After that, there was really no stopping what happened between the two until they both bursted with glorious ecstasies.

The next morning, Sango found herself sleeping alone in the room they had laid in. A blanket was hugged tightly around her naked body and she pulled it closer when sitting up. Beside her, an incense was burning with a rose next to it. She smiled and picked it up in her hand. Last night had been absolutely extraordinary, to say the least. She truly had not imagined finding herself with Miroku in that manner, nor had she expected him to propose to her! Truthfully last night would be one she'd likely to never forget. Embarrassment flooded her as she realized she had been a bit loud last night. Well, hopefully no one noticed.

"My lady, are you up?"

Sango looked towards the door as it slid open slowly. Miroku came in with two trays of food. He closed it with his foot and smiled when he noticed her watching him. He set one down in front of her after kissing her.

"I figured you would be hungry," Miroku said. "After this, we can visit a hot spring."

"That'd be lovely," Sango replied.

Miroku smiled and turned to his food, she did the same. They quietly ate their breakfast, but Miroku was simply thinking of the rest of the morning with her. Shippo was out playing with other kids his age, leaving the two to some privacy. The monk couldn't help replaying the events of the previous night in his head. He was indeed a lucky man to be able to appreciate such a beautiful woman's body the way he had. He truly did love Sango, and he was glad to be able to truly express it.

Once they were finished with breakfast, Miroku led Sango outside. The hot spring wasn't too far from the castle and was covered by ample amount of forestry, providing a bit of privacy. Miroku turned away as Sango undressed, although he really didn't see the need to.

"This is nice," she breathed as she dipped into the water.

"May I join you?"

"Sure," she blushed.

Miroku grinned and turned her way, beginning to remove his clothes instantly. He gave her a full view of his body and she rushed to look away in embarrassment. He chuckled, knowing she was still a bit uptight about being naked with him. Once he was waist deep in the steamy water, Sango looked at him. She frowned.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"I'm not," he laughed.

"You are! Why?"

"I just find your shyness to be adorable," he replied.

"I'm not shy."

Miroku's brow rose, deciding to test that theory. He swayed through the water to her until he was directly in front of her. He gently pressed his palm to the crook of her neck as he leaned in and kissed her. She accepted the gesture and moved her own arms to wrap around his neck. Miroku moved his hand down to her breast and cupped it firmly in his hand. She gasped and almost yanked away, but realized he was toying with her. And she really had no reason to deny herself the pleasure again...

Beneath the water Sango suddenly felt his hard member brushing against her. She glanced up at him, seeing the same lecherous smile he always had when he was doing something bad. She remained determined not to break concentration, although he was certainly trying to make her give in. His hands both drifted down under the water until he grabbed her legs, opened them, and slid her down.

"Oh!" She said.

"You want me to stop?" He growled enticingly.

He was completely inside her, holding her legs tightly around his waist. The water splashed about then as he pulled her up, and then back down onto him. He didn't hear her protest but he really didn't give her the chance. Her moans filled the air as he continued to fill her. He pulled her off of him and collapsed his mouth to hers, muffling any further orgasms from leaving her. Miroku turned the slayer away from him and pushed her towards the edge of the hot spring, causing her to clutch onto two large rocks before her as he picked her legs up from under her and again wrapped them around his waist. As he began to thrust into her, the waters seemed to splash more and more, but neither of them minded.

"Miroku!" She screamed in pure pleasure.

The monk smirked as he pounded into her harder and harder, hands firmly gripping her hips. When he finally felt he reached his peak, he pulled out and let her go. A devious thought popped into Sangos head as she realized he would be releasing. She dipped her head below the water, which confused him, but he soon found her purpose. Her mouth wrapped around his manhood and he moaned loudly at the feeling. It didn't take long before her throat swallowed his climax. When she rose back to the surface, he consumed her lips with his.

"That was..."

"I know," she smiled.

The two both got out of the hot spring minutes later and redressed. Sango felt as if she was floating in the heavens. She couldn't help feeling that her love for him had grown and that she would never be able to let him out of her sight. She wanted to spend the rest of her days with the monk. Once their quest to find Inuyasha was over, she was certain she would want to start a family with him right away. She prayed that nothing would come between them.