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Hey people! Sorry for
the delay. I�ve actually had this
written for like two weeks, but my fingers just didn�t feel like typing it
up. Okay, I didn�t feel like typing it up and my fingers agreed with mean
an
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> My bad.
Sometimes typing can be really tedious, especially when you�ve got too
many things going on. It�s just like �I don�t
have time for this� even though I know it won�t take me very long to do. Writing longhand is such a pain, but it can�t
be helped. Anyway, when last we left,
Kouga found Miroku and was dragging him off to �make right� what�s gone
terribly terribly wrong. What will become of this interesting
reunion?

Without further hesitation, I present to you, Chapter Nine
of �Just the Two of Us�. Heh.

Just the Two of Us
By: Banshee Puppet
Chapter Nine:
Illusion of Love

Miroku rubbed his wrist irritably when Kouga finally let go
of him. They were alone in a field with a
brook running through it. The tall
grasses made it look as if no one had been here in years.

�What is this about Kouga?� the monk asked as he looked up
to see the wolf youkai standing before him, the wind blowing through newly
unbound hair.

�For a man, he�s beautiful,� Miroku thought. It was more of an objective observation than
anything else, so he was quite surprised
when the wolf pulled their faces together for a brutal kiss. Miroku was too stunned to react. His eyes went wide. �What the�?!�
He couldn�t seem to move his body suddenly, he�d just frozen there, like
that, watching Kouga�s eyes, squeezed tightly shut with tears just barely
leaking through his dark eyelashes.

�Kiss me back, please?!� Kouga�s mind hollered at the unresponsive
lips against his. �There�s no one else
that I can turn to. You�re the only one
who I will allow to break me.�

When Kouga backed away, Miroku didn�t know whether to
comfort the youkai, or run like hell. �You�re
still so wounded,� he thought. �What can
I do to help you? I just don�t
know. How can your scars be healed?�

�Finish what you started damn it!� Kouga hollered at him,
fists clenched at his sides. His pride
was already a mess, breaking it completely shouldn�t be this difficult, and
yet. Oh, and yet�

Miroku�s eyes widened again.
Was Kouga saying what it sounded like he was saying? �Not possible��

The monk could only stare slack-jawed as the other man
dropped his chest plate to the ground, peeled off his shirt. �Kouga, don�t�� Don�t do this, don�t cry, don�t shatter, don�t
change�just�don�t� Even Miroku wasn�t
sure how he would have finished that sentence when the youkai interrupted him.

�Don�t tell me to stop like you understand!� he
demanded. �I can�t take it anymore! His scent is driving me crazy; I can�t stand
it! I can�t wash it out of me! You told them you were my lover. Are you a liar, monk?� The last of Kouga�s clothing fell to the
ground, leaving the youkai bared before Miroku, tears pouring out of those
bright blue eyes. �Break me all the way,
damn it. I can�t stand this for a moment
longer.�

Miroku found his eyes glued to a speckling of tiny scars
along Kouga�s hip. He wondered where the
wolf got them. Anything to not think
about what the wolf was asking of him.
The long grasses brushed against Kouga�s bare thighs, making him shiver
slightly. �Finish what you started!�
Kouga demanded again, then begged, �Please.
I�ve got no one else to turn to, bastard. You just have
to. Even if I cry and beg you to stop,
you�ve got to do it!�

�Kouga�� You poor,
poor man. But can I really�with a man?�

�I understand,� Kouga said softly now. �Men don�t excite you. So just close your eyes for now. I�ll make you feel good.� He pressed his bare body agt tht the other
man, ran his claws lightly along the smooth jaw. �Besides, from behind, I probably look just
like a woman.�

Kouga pressed his lips against the monk�s jaw, trailing
butterfly kisses along the path his claws had just taken. Miroku allowed the gentle caress. How could he not, when the man before him was
suffering so. He let the wolf tilt his
head slightly to lick down the column of his neck, nibble gently on his
earlobe. �You�re nothing like a woman,�
he replied, letting his eyes drift closed anyway.

�Shh,� Kouga mewled. �Man
or woman, I know pretty well at this point what will make your body feel good,�
Kouga thought, and then, a little bitterly, �I was trained to know exactly how to please a man, and I learned my
lessons well.� He slid his hand over
Miroku�s throat, kissed up the jaw again, and again came to touch the monk lips
to lips.

This time, Miroku kissed back. It was tentative at first, and slow, like a
long exhale. Like a long drag from a
pipe, Kouga suckled the monk�s lower lip.

A tiny sigh escaped Miroku and Kouga took advantage of this,
slipping their mouths together, tongue running along tongue, slowly coaxing the
lax muscle in Miroku�s mouth to respond.
It was a lazy, gentle kiss.
Miroku didn�t like men, so the wolf knew he had to take his time to warm
him to the idea, and he realized that the object of his every fantasy, his
every dirty thought, was with him now, tongue moving against his own, fingers
lacing into his hair. It made his groin
stir very slightly, just a warm little tingle, knowing that.

Miroku tried to crush their mouths together more. One thing he had to give the youkai�he was a
great kisser.

�The lips of a man and a woman are the same,� he
thought. �But his mouth tastes
different, a little spicier than I�m used to.
It�s not bad, or anything, he�s just going so slow. Maybe he�s trying to get me to take some
initiative. In this situation, he�s the
woman, so I should do something��

He pressed deeper into the kiss, sliding his free hand down
Kouga�s side, feeling muscle where he was accustomed to a solid flow of smooth
and satiny skin, down further to cup the wolf�s bottom, pull him against him
and squeeze slightly.

Kouga moaned into his mouth, breaking away a moment for
breath.

Miroku gasped in surprise.
Kouga wasn�t hard yet, but he was well on his way there. He could feel the slight swell against his
thing, bringing him back to reality.
This was a man. This was Kouga,
Kouga with kiss-swollen lips, pupils slightly dilated, and Miroku realized that
this wasn�t only about Shi�en. �Is Kouga that
kind of man? I didn�t realize.� Well, that was fine. Miroku wouldn�t have to feel nearly as guilty
if he knew that Kouga liked it. That
made it a little easier. He still didn�t
know if he could get it up for a guy, but as Kouga lapped at his jugular, slid
his fingers across his left nipple with only a layer of cloth between them, he
moaned from somewhere deep in the back of his throat. It was different�he�d never been touched in
precisely that way before, and he realized now that it felt quite good. He wondered when Kouga had untied the knot
and removed his outer layer, but it was an idle thought�the answer didn�t
really matter much to him at all.

The youkai was encouraged by that tiny moan, and moved his
head to lap at the sensitive flesh behind Miroku�s ear, bringing his other hand
up to massage over both nipples through the cloth. A single, tiny pant escaped the monk�s parted
lips.

Miroku�s abdomen twitched.
He inhaled sharply as Kouga brought his thigh up to rub between his
legs. He found himself panting and
rubbbackback against it, the flesh between his legs swelling and beginning to
flare. As he rocked against that
muscular thigh, he would bump into the tip of the wolf prince�s erection.

Kouga moaned. The
wind rustling through the tall grasses danced along his inner thighs, tickling
his balls only very slightly. He could
feel Miroku beginning to swell against him and the monk kept just barely
bumping against the swollen pink head of his straining cock. �Just touching him, being allowed to touch
such a beautiful man, makes me so hot.
Miroku, you would have never agreed to this if you know how often I�ve
dreamed about your naked body, your
burning flesh pressed against mine.
Oooohh!�

When Kouga leaned his head back and moaned, Miroku pulled
their faces together for a deep kiss, sliding his tongue inside and breathing
heavily against the man�s lips. �My dear
gods above, this man is seducing me!� the monk thought.

Kouga stepped back and pulled away. Miroku surprised himself as he chased the man�s
lips a moment, working solely off the instinct of wanting. �O god, don�t stop now!� his mind
demanded. He was starting to get
seriously horny.

�What is it?� he asked.

�Haha!� Kouga held
back a laugh at the monk�s somewhat confused expression. �He wants me.
My dream guy. He wants me to
touch him right now, in this instant.�
He pulled on Miroku�s blue robes.
�This has to go,� he whispered.

Miroku�s eyes widened in realization, he�d forgotten about
it, and now he felt a little self-conscious.
It was an unfamiliar feeling.

�He�s so damn cute,� Kouga thought, stepping in again and
starting to pull up on the cloth, bunching it upwards from the waist. �Lift your arms,� he whispered against Miroku�s
throat, and the monk�s arms were on their way up before he�d finished the
sentence.

Dropping the robe to the side, Kouga reached up and removed
the hair tie the monk wore, pulling the slightly shorter man against him and
inhaling the scent of his hair slightly as he kissed Miroku�s forehead and showered tiny kisses down his face�another slow
kiss exchanged between lips and hungry tongues, naked flesh against naked
flesh, reminding Miroku even more definitely that this was a man with a
masculine body, the hard erection pressed against his lower stomach, the
trembling grasses brushing his legs just south of his sensitive and half-erect
penis. He was becoming uncertain again,
but at the same time, Kouga�s strong lips were threatening to wipe every
thought right out of his head.

Kouga breathed hard, kissing down the monk�s neck, across
his collarbone, licking tin lines over the ridges there before circling his
tongue around the man�s left nipple and, after a pause, latching onto it and
suckling gently, bringing a calloused thumb over to manipulate its partner.

Miroku grabbed onto the wolf�s hair, groaning loudly. Yeah, as long as he was in control, Kouga
decided, this was really fun. Making the
man writhe and moan like this was so hot he felt like he could come just by
listening to that sexy voice husky and strangled with wanting. He moaned around Miroku�s nipple, the grasses
now brushing his most sensitive areas, and licked his way across Miroku�s chest
to the right nipple, bathing it in the same attention as he�d given the other.

The cool hair hitting moist and passion-sensitive skin made
Miroku gasp in surprise yet again, his arousal twitching. When Kouga slipped a third finger inside,
Miroku clutched his thighs tightly and moaned.
�So hot!� He di und understand
what this feeling was; there was nothing even remotely feminine about this
body, those coiling muscles, broad shoulders, strong back. There was absolutely no chance of getting a
child out of this encounter and yet�and yet he had never felt this hungry to be inside of another
person.
was a measure of sorrow, because Kouga knew that this, also, had
nothing to do with love or even liking, not for Miroku. Would he ever be loved the way that Ka
lo
loved Inuyasha, the way that Akagi and Zuma loved each other. He wanted it so badly, but it seemed
impossible now. �I�m not going to freak
out this time damn it!� he told himself.
�It�s not Shi�en! Miroku won�t
hurt me. Miroku won�t be cruel, at least
not on purpose.�

He felt Miroku�s burning fingertips touch his hip, the rough
cloth and prayer beads that held back the curse on his left hand, and suddenly,
he hated Naraku more than ever. An image
of the monk staring at that cursed hand flit through his mind and a few tears
spilled out of those too blue eyes as the monk eased himself inside the hot
tunnel between Kouga�s spread cheeks.

Miroku swallowed hard and squeezed his eyes shut. �So tight!�
He took a few heavy breaths.
Fully and blissfully sheathed, he couldn�t help but dig slightly with
his fingertips into Kouga�s hips to keep his hormones from spiraling out of
control. A few pants escaped his parted
lips. �K-Kouga. Are you alright?� he asked through clenched
teeth, his body shaking to control the lust that was threatening to overcome
him at any moment.

�Yeah just�gimme a second,� Kouga grunted. He knew Miroku wasn�t sm cou could feel his
girth as he�d stroked him, but that was a different kind of knowing than having
the thick shaft pressed deep inside of him, the heavy balls pressed tight
against him, Miroku�s heavy breathing sending tendrils of hot hair up his
back. �He�s really big,� the wolf
thought. He took a few deep breaths,
adjusting to the invasion and much
calmer now. This was nothing like Shi�en; it felt totally
different than being filled by the Viper Prince. Shi�en had been a bit thicker, but not quite
as long. What he was feeling now was
Miroku inside of him, stretching him in his own, unique way. �It feels good.� He contracted his muscles experimentally
around the shaft, pulling a gasping cry from Miroku before releasing. �Really
good.�

�Miroku,� he whispered, not trusting his husky voice to get
the words out at a normal volume.
He fisted the grass on the bank of the stream, tears of bliss leaking
out of his eyes. �Harder,� he pleaded
heavily.

Miroku moaned, slamming in hard and fast, his balls audibly
slapping against the wolf�s bare skin.
That voice begging him for that, begging� Miroku swallowed hard to keep from coming
right in that instant. This was a man he
was now slamming in and out of frantically, a man who had possessed him,
seduced him, and brought him to this, a man whose moans�as he somewhat
unintentionally hit that spot inside over and over again�dragged him farther
and farther upward, closer to orgasmic oblivion, and yet, it felt so good. Even if it was a man, it was so very very
good. The best. It was the first time Miroku had had sex with
anyone without, somewhere in the back of his mind, thinking �maybe this time
she�ll get pregnant,� and it gave him a sense of freedom as Kouga whimpered and
pushed back against him. In a bizarre
and twisted way, through agony and shame and perversion, he had been given a
gift by the needy wolf.

Needy? Yes, he was
very needy. He usually hid it quite well
but not now. Now Kouga panted and
whimpered helplessly, trying to evade Miroku�s hands somehow and press back
against the monk�s forward thrusts, tears streaking down his cheeks. �HOT!�
his mind screamed at him over and over again.
It was like Miroku had lit a fuse somewhere deep inside of his chest,
like his dick was somehow directly connected to Kouga�s heart and every
movement caused the pain there to wind a little tighter. �I�m gonna explode! My body is just going to cease to exist, I
know it. Oh�gods�let me die like this,
right in this moment,� he thought desperately an instant before his muscles
spasmed and his seed shot out into the water.
He cried out the monk�s name in ecstasy.
It wasn�t just his groin but his entire body coming, his soul coming,
everything he was flooding out of that tiny hole at the tip of his head and
heating the water around them. �I love
you, Miroku!� he bit his lip hard against the words and tasted the metallic
tang of his own blood in his mouth. �I
love you so much that when you walk away from me again, I�ll die�I�m seriously
going to die.� He cried as he came, and
then, when it was over, breathed heavily, his arms shaking, no longer capable
of holding his weight as he felt Miroku explode inside of him.

Miroku justldn�ldn�t take it, he�d been trying to hold back
his release for just a moment longer when the spasming muscles milked his
orgrighright out of his body. Now Kouga
had all but collapsed beneath him and it still wasn�t finished. �Oh god!
It�s not going to stop!� the monk thought in an orgasmic and illogical
panic. It felt like he was never going
to stop coming. It just came out and out
and out. All he could do was cling to
the man beneath him and whimper helplessly against the flood, unable to keep
his hips still as they jerked under the force of it, still very slightly
pumping in and out of the wolf prince, weakly and desperately. Miroku had never come so hard or so much and
especially not for so damned long. �I�m going to die. I�m going to die buried in Kouga�s ass in the
middle of an orgasm. Fuck it, for sex
this good, I don�t even care�uuhnn��
Finally, it stopped, the panting and hip-jerking orgasm outlasting the
seminal fluid by a few seconds and the monk fell panting against Kouga�s back.

The two men lay like that, soaked and sweaty and still
joined front to back by the tight ring of Kouga�s anus for the next quarter
hour, unable to move or speak. With a groan,
Miroku eventually forced himself up and slid out of the youkai. No longer plugged up by Miroku�s dick, Kouga
sighed softly while the image of his own cum all over Kouga�s ass and dripping
out of the hole and down Kouga�s legs, over the sated balls, sticking to the
bushy tail that hackleckled Miroku�s navel over and over again, burned itself
into the other man�s memory.

Miroku sat down in the stream, leaning back against the
bank, eyes widening at Kouga�s tear-stained cheeks as he misunderstood. �I hurt him.
He feels just as dirty and polluted by me as by Shi�en. I�m so sorry.
What would you have had me do?
What should I have done, Kouga? I�m
so very sorry. I don�t know how to fix
this.�

Kouga inhaled deeply.
The heavy scent of sex was overpowering, but that would wash away. Underneath it, Miroku�s scent covered his
body, mingling with his own. �Much
better,� he smiled to himself against the grass before stretching out his legs
in the cool water and rolling over, quite sated, onto his back. He didn�t know what to say, so he just smiled
a little shyly at the monk.

�Will this solve it?� Miroku asked finally, his brow
knitting a bit. �They�ll leave you alone
now?�

Kouga nodded. �For a
little while.�

�A�little while?� Miroku forced out over the lump that
suddenly inhabited his throat.

Kouga swallowed a bit.
This was bound to come up, but knowing that didn�t make it any easier.

�Since you�re human,� he said quietly. �Since you�re human and I�m not, your scent
is�temporary.�

�How long?� Miroku returned uneasily as he realized there
really were no easy answers in this world.

�About a month and a half at best.�

Miroku cupped water in his hands and pushed it through his
hair before getting up. �I see. In that case, I apologize in advance,� he
said gently as he got out of the brook and went looking for his clothes.

Kouga felt his chest constrict. He couldn�t breath. �Of course he wouldn�t�more than once. I�m such an idiot!�

Miroku turned his eyes to the wolf youkai. �Gods help me. I was glad when he said that. I needed that excuse. I want to touch that body again. Over and over�that body�even if it is a man�s
and even if he hates it, even if he�s ashamed and it�s wrong and even if that
makes me no better than those blasted vipers, I�m already looking forward to
our next meeting.�

�I�ll see you next month then,� Miroku said a bit
unsteadily, trying not to sound anxious and coming off as hesitant instead.

Kouga�s eyes widened in understanding. �Uh. Yeah.�

�Even if you hate it, even if I disgust you, if the idea of
doing it with a man disgusts you, you�ll still do it. For me, because I suffer without you to save
me, you�ll do it, because I need someone to save me, and there isn�t anyone
else who can. You�re too kind. That kind of kindness is going to kill me,
but I won�t walk away from it.�

�They�ll get suspicious if it isn�t my scent anyway, right?�
Miroku added, assuring them both that they had to continue this thing they�d
started here. �Because I told them I was
your lover.�

��yeah.�

�Okay then, it�s settled.
It�s already out of your hands, so I�ll protect you, but listen
carefully, because I�ll tell you this much: next time I see that Viper bastard,
I�m going to kill him. Don�t get in my
way again. Don�t try to stop me out of
some twisted sense of duty or some depraved illusion of love. He�s a viper youkai. He won�t change for you, even if you do love him.�

�Oh gods!� Kouga sat bolt upright as the monk walked away
from him and the words hit his ears. �He won�t change even if you DO love him.
He�s misunderstood everything!�

Well, this was a fine mess.

~End Chapter Nine~

A/N: I�d comment to
reviewers, sadly, I don�t have access to my reviews at this particular second
in time. Thanks to everyone who is
reading and reviewing my story though.
Well, we finally got to some Miroku/Kouga action! But as you can see, the story is far from over. Kouga is falling in love with Miroku, but is
what Miroku feels for Kouga love, or just lust?
And what about the girl Miroku left behind in the village this
time? Things are not going the same way
as usual, that�s for sure. What is Shi�en
going to do now? And what does
Sesshomaru have to do with any of this?!
All this and more in future chapters of JTTOU! Heh. Actually, I haven�t even started the next
chapter yet. I�ve been pretty busy
working on typing up one of my original stories. Grr.
Typing. And I have carpal tunnel
too, so you can imagine what I�m doing to myself over here. Hah, well, you know, we all suffer for our
art somehow! Haha. I do hope to have the next chapter up within
a month�s time though. Wish me luck!

Until next time,
Happy Haunting,

~Banshee Puppet~
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