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Death or Little Death, that is the Question	By : szaugg Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 21643 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
A/N First, thank you for the reviews. I wasn�t really sure how
this would go, so I�m glad you liked it!
Second, This chapter has oral, but no full lemon�that�s next
time. See, no lemon, but a longer story. Kind of a trade off.
Anyway, I hope you can still enjoy it!

Chapter 2 � Between a Rock and a Hard
Place

Miroku looked across the camp to Inuyasha and inwardly flinched as he caught
the hanyou looking at him again. Inuyasha had been acting differently
ever since since The Incident. It had already been 2 weeks, but Miroku
would still periodically catch him staring at him when no one else was looking,
or tilting his head up in that quirky habit he had of scenting the air like a
dog. Seeing his friend�s changing behavior towards himself was causing
him considerably more upset than he would have thought possible. He could
admit to himself that he was surprised and rather hurt by the change.
After all, Inuyasha hadn�t seemed to care too much when it had first happened.
As a matter of fact, he�d made a point of teasing him about it constantly the first
few days, rubbing it in Miroku�s face every chance he got, the stupid
jerk. He�d thought that meant it didn�t matter. He�d thought
Inuyasha wouldn�t look down on him for enjoying something of that nature with
another man. But Miroku couldn�t think of anything else that had happened
to account for these changes. And it hurt.
Yes, Inuyasha was rude, crude, irritating and sometimes as dense as a stone
in the bottom of a well. He was also the only real friend Miroku
had. Hachi didn�t really count; he was more a whipping boy than a
friend. And while he valued the women�s companionship, and certain parts
of their anatomy, it just wasn�t the same as having an honest to goodness, male
friend whom he could actually talk to. What was he going to do if Inuyasha
was growing disgusted with him because of what had happened? He didn�t
want to lose his friend, but what could he do?
Especially after the day when he caught himself looking at Inuyasha and
wondering about, well, about things he should never be thinking about.
It was a day that he would likely never be able to completely wipe from his
mind. He�d been walking behind everyone else, using the opportunity to
admire Sango�s ass, and then Kagome�s ass, and before he knew it, his thoughts
had turned for the briefest moment to wonder about Inuyasha�s ass. He�d
promptly choked on his own saliva in a coughing fit that rivaled the �plum pit�
incident. He still couldn�t believe he�d thought of his friends
ass. His ass! Because even after what had happened, he was
still not gay. Still really not gay, and he�d asked at least a dozen
women to bear his child just to prove it. Although not one had taken him
up on it, dammit, but still�would a gay man do that?
I think not.
Yet once that brief thought about his friend�s anatomy had entered his head,
it wouldn�t go away. He couldn�t seem to keep it out, like an infestation
of mice it continually crept in when he was unaware and left little traces
behind for him to step in. Noticing how the sunlight made silver hair
gleam, wondering why the man�s skin was always so milky pale, finding a certain
amount of beauty in the golden color of his eyes. It was when he was
wondering if Inuyasha�s dick was the same size as Sesshoumaru�s that he knew
the situation was ruined beyond all hope of repair. What the hell was he
doing, thinking about his friend�s penis?? No wonder Inuyasha was looking
funny at him. Who would want to be around him like this? He was
obviously as perverted and depraved as everyone thought if merely having sex
with one male could make him start fantasizing about sex with his best
friend.
Not that he was fantaszing, he was just looking. And thinking a
little. And those thoughts had nothing to do with sex at all, of course,
merely speculation on � on things that would affect future battles.
Things like stamina, and grace,
and stamina�
Shit, he was doomed. He was doomed and if he wasn�t gay, he damned
well did swing both ways. What a way to find out: orgasm of the
century by youkai. And now his body couldn�t stop thinking about it, like
some bizarre type of opium addict, except this addiction was reaching
out and trying to transfer itself over to the closest relative of the only male
he�d ever screwed.
What was he going to do? What was he going to do? He
didn�t want to lose his friend, so what the hell was he going to do about all
these stupid thoughts that wouldn�t leave his head? Crap. He had to
talk to him about it somehow and see if there was any way, any way at all, for
him to recover what seemed half lost already. There had to be some
way�
His thoughts swirled in his head as he watched the girls head off to take a
bath at the springs nearby with Kirara and Shippou. Inuyasha ate quietly
and looked at him out of the corner of his eyes and Miroku couldn�t bring
himself to say a word, even with the opportune privacy provided by the women�s
absence. He opened his mouth to try and say something dozens of times,
only to close it in defeat when he couldn�t think of a damn thing to say.
Before he knew it, Kagome and the others returned and then it was the men�s
turn to go take a soak.
Walking behind Inuyasha, Miroku started to sweat with nerves as he tried to
think of what he might possibly be able to say that would bring their
friendship back from the edge. Reaching the springs, he watched as
Inuyasha disrobed first and almost swallowed his tongue at the sight of the
nude hanyou. Why had he never noticed how attractive Inuyasha was
before?
Oh Gods, I am so completely and totally gay! He closed his eyes while
Inuyasha got into the water, trying to ignore his stupid body�s reaction to the
sight of beauty. At least his �curse� didn�t seem to be coming into play
yet, thank the heavens. That would be all he needed, to be caught groping
Inuyasha�s ass. He would have to end his own life before that happened; he
really, truly would. He opened his eyes to find Inuyasha staring at him
curiously again, head tilted to the side and sniffing the air.
He can probably tell you got a little turned on watching him, you fucking
idiot.   Way to start off this stupid conversation!
Sighing to himself, Miroku took off his clothes quickly and entered the
water as well, trying desperately not to flush. Okay, so he hadn�t been
naked in front of anyone else since he�d been with Sesshoumaru, did that really
mean he had to be so self-conscious about it? Feeling himself blush
anyway as Inuyasha�s eyes followed him, he swallowed. I guess it did.
Sinking down into the water until he could find some semblance of calm,
Miroku cleared his throat. �Eh, Inuyasha, I was wondering��
�Yeah?� The hanyou was already leaning against the rocks opposite him with
his head back and his eyes closed.
�I- I�ve been noticing something recently�� Miroku trailed off as Inuyasha�s
eyes opened to slits and watched him.
�Yeah?�
�It�s simply that, ever since�since what happened, it strikes me that you�ve
been treating me differently.�
�Yeah?�
�Will you stop just saying �yeah�! I�m trying to ask what�s wrong!�
�Nothin�s wrong.�
�Then why do you keep looking at me funny!�
�Oh, that.� Inuyasha closed his eyes again and lay back.
�Yes, that! What�s going on, Inuyasha?� He tensed, almost not
wanting to know the answer.
�It�s nothin�.�
He took it back, he did want to know the answer. �Will you stop
saying that, you idiot. Something is obviously bothering you, and
it�s affecting your actions enough that it�s starting to bother me. So why
don�t you tell me what it is, because I don�t want to lose this friendship,
dammit!� Oh just great, what a way to convince Inuyasha. He was an
idiot.
Inuyasha�s eyes had opened again as he looked at Miroku. �I don�t
wanna stop having you as a friend either, houshi.� He said seriously.
�Don�t worry, I got my own shit to deal with and I ain�t gonna let it muck
things up.�
�But what �� Miroku stopped as Inuyasha held up his hand and looked
around them, suddenly tense and alert. Crap, what did he
sense?   Moments later, Miroku felt the demonic aura of a powerful
youkai very close by and he stood up just as Inuyasha did the
same. Dammit, what was it with youkai and the hot springs lately?? Couldn�t he get a
minute to bathe without being attacked or molested these days?
Sesshoumaru walked out from behind a rocky outcropping in the pool, looming
over the two of them. I�ll take that as a no, he thought, staring at the
pale skinned taiyoukai sharing the water with them.
Oh great, he�s naked. No subtlety there. You would
think the Lord of the Western Lands would have a little finesse. Looking
up at him, Miroku felt vulnerable as hell since he was, dammit all to the
hells, naked again as well. Although at least Inuyasha had claws, even in
his nudity. Miroku had complete faith that Inuyasha wouldn�t let
Sesshoumaru pull anything. Although that didn�t mean they weren�t going
to die, he just wouldn�t have another gut wrenching orgasm before he
died.
Wait, why is that a good thing again?
Sesshoumaru looked down at Miroku a moment, and Miroku felt his cheeks
redden again. Dammit, what was it that had him blushing like a teen these
days? Hell, he still was a teen, but he hadn�t blushed like one in
years�.at least not until Lord Fucking Sesshoumaru had messed with him.
Asshole.
The elegant youkai looked over at Inuyasha, still not speaking, before his
gaze returned to Miroku. He stared at him, running his eyes down up and
down Miroku�s body. Directing his eyes back to his half-brother, he
finally spoke.
�Shall we share?�
�What?� Miroku squeaked, stumbling as he stepped back.
Inuyasha stared back at Sesshoumaru before he looked at Miroku. Miroku
felt himself blush even harder. How could someone not blush at a time
like this? Inuyasha inhaled through his nose and Miroku just new he�d be
able to still smell Miroku�s involuntary jump in arousal since his stupid
brother had popped in. After what seemed like forever, Inuyasha�s face
changed. Miroku couldn�t quite say what it was, but something had
obviously clicked in the man�s head and Miroku was terrified that it would
serve to further the wedge growing between the two of them. He turned his head
to look at Sesshoumaru, unable to watch the growing alienation that he knew was
coming. He waited an age, feeling Inuyasha�s eyes still on him, before
Inuyasha finally spoke.
�That might be workable.� Inuyasha replied thoughtfully.
�Wh-what?!!� Miroku�s voice cracked completely as his head whipped around to
the hanyou he�d thought was his friend.
Inuyasha looked at him in surprised inquiry. �You don�t wanna?�
�What!!!� So his vocabulary was a little limited, everyone would have to
just damn well forgive him when to large dog men discussed fucking sharing
him. What the hell was he supposed to do?
�Seriously, Miroku, if you don�t want this, I wouldn�t force you or
anything.� Inuyasha said earnestly.
Sesshoumaru looked at him and a hint of disgust slid across his face.
�Half-breed. True youkai do not ask, they tell.�
�Oh yeah? Well this is my friend we�re talking about here, asshole.
And you just did ask if I�d share him in the first place.� Inuyasha
gloated, sneering at him.
�That was a statement of intent, not a question.�
�Oh don�t fall back on semantics, you supercilious ass!�
�Dirty half-breed.�
�Conceited Bitch.�
�Ignorant bastard.�
Miroku watched both of them, Inuyasha yelling his obscenities while
Sesshoumaru spoke in his unchanging smooth voice. He�d seen them fight before, but
he�d never seen them fight�nude. Watching the two slim, sliver tressed
men glaring at each other, naked and beautiful, he swallowed slightly. He
was not gay. Not, not, not, NOT gay. It was just�he didn�t
have to be gay to enjoy male beauty, did he? Of course not. It was
just like looking at a beautiful painting or piece of art. That was all.
Of course, looking at beautiful art didn�t usually involve such a high
chance of death by collateral damage. He saw Sesshoumaru�s hand start to
glow green as the insults continued, and he knew Inuyasha wouldn�t be far
behind with his own attack.
Shit. Shit, shit, shit. There had to be another way. There
really, really had to be something else he could do other than�that.
Watching the anger escalating thought, he grit his teeth and finally spoke
up.
�I�ll do it.� He said loudly, wincing. Maybe it would be enough to
just say it and surprise them out of their argument, he hoped
desperately. He wouldn�t actually have to do anything,
necessarily. Women always changed their minds, why couldn�t he?
When two overwrought males turned to him at the same time, he reconsidered
and took another step away from them both. They both unclenched their
hands and he would swear, literally swear by everything he held holy, that he
could physically see the shift from one type of passion to another. Shit.
He hadn�t expected it to work quite that quickly. Time to
backpedal.
�Eh, that is, I � I�ll think about it.�
�You have already stated that you will participate.� Sesshoumaru said
coldly, stepping forward, his aroused member already upright. Well, no
mistaking his intentions.
�I hate to agree with the bastard, but you did say it, monk.� Inuyasha�s
movements were not one iota less threatening as he started towards Miroku as
well. Two sets of golden eyes focused on him and Miroku crossed his arms over
his chest defensively as he continued to back away from them.
�Well I- That is, I was just trying to keep you two from killing each
other.� They continued to advance on him. �I didn�t mean anything by it!
Can�t you see, I had to distract you while- while- while my naked ass was
within range, that�s all!� he stuttered, stumbling over the rocks hidden
underneath the water as the men in front of him exchanged identical
glances. Oh that�s just great, the two idiots are going to start
brotherly bonding because they�re going to fuck my sorry ass? Just
fantastic.
�Well, houshi, I gotta say, you made one hell of a distraction.
Killing the jackass has dropped a lot lower on my list of priorities.�
�I agree.�
Inuyasha�s body had lowered in the water just slightly, and Miroku
swallowed. How a little difference in height could make him go from
feeling approached to being �stalked� he had no idea, but that�s definitely
what he felt like. Noting Sesshoumaru�s slight change in body posture to
match his sibling�s, Miroku gulped again.
�Well, n-now that everyone�s all feeling a b-bit calmer, why don�t we agree
that we�ve all had a d-difficult day and simply go to bed and forget the whole
thing, eh?� Miroku smiled guilelessly.
His smile faded as both Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha smiled back, fangs gleaming
in the darkness. Those were just not �forget the whole thing� smiles, he
thought, closing his eyes for a moment. Shit. He retreated further
as he focused inward, trying to regain control of his flustered senses, then
yelped as his next step back bumped him into a warm, solid wall of
muscle. SHIT. He opened his eyes and yelped again as he
found Sesshoumaru standing inches in front of him. Inuyasha was
standing behind him? Oh crap.
Inuyasha�s clawed hand grasped his shoulder carefully from behind.
�Damn, Miroku, but you have got some baby soft skin on you.� he heard him
growl.
�I � I really don�t think I want to do this.� Miroku protested, inhaling sharply
as Inuyasha moved closer behind him, his whole body flush with the monk�s as
his hand crept over his shoulder and down his chest.
�If I didn�t have a nose, I might actually believe you, houshi.� Inuyasha
said softly, drawing his claws gently over his skin as he breathed into his
ear. Miroku could feel his body responding to the caress and damned his
perverted soul. Everyone always said his stupid, perverted ways were
going to get him into trouble, but no one ever said it would be trouble like
this! As it was, he could already feel himself start to harden as
Inuyasha licked his ear lightly while Sesshoumaru simply watched.
Inuyasha was licking his damned ear, and it was turning him on! The
world was about to end, obviously.
�Don�t worry, Miroku,� Inuyasha whispered, �I�ll make sure we stop if you
really want us to.� Miroku felt just a smidgen of his tension leave until
Inuyasha continued. �Although I should warn ya, like I just said, my nose can
tell if you really want us to stop, or not.�
Great, his own body was going to rat him out to the hanyou, who�d obviously
decided his body knew better than his brain. Which anyone knew was simply
ridiculous. A person couldn�t control what they thought, after all.
It wasn�t his fault that he couldn�t help thinking about the absolutely
fantastic orgasm he�d had while Sesshoumaru was inside of him. It wasn�t
his fault! And it wasn�t his fault that his traitorous body was sneakily
getting turned on, obviously hoping for a replay, even though he knew it wasn�t
in his best interests to get one. Just as he knew he wasn�t going to want
to remember a threesome with his best friend and one of his most powerful
enemies at the same time.
Except even the thought alone made him feel hot and prickly, damn Inuyasha�s
golden eyes. It looked like everyone who called him a pervert was right.
Of course, his own perverted tendencies might allow him to re-experience the
best orgasm on the planet, so that was one point for the body side of the
equation.
Inuyasha�s mouth moved down from his ear and he started nuzzling Miroku�s
neck, scraping his fangs against the soft skin as Miroku closed his eyes a
moment and tilted his head to give man more access. He wasn�t exactly
aroused�not exactly�but everything still felt wonderfully tingly and warm and
the hard length of Inuyasha�s body behind him was hotter than the water they
were still standing in.
Miroku jumped as Inuyasha�s hand snaked around the side of his hip and
reached for his dick, carefully wrapping itself around his member, obviously
watching the claws. He whimpered. The hot water was just high enough to lap
against the bottom of his balls, and the sensation of that ticklish caress,
combined with Inuyasha�s gripping pull as he ran his hands up and down Miroku�s
dick, was killing him. It really was. He was going to die,
any minute now.
�Damn, monk, you get hot faster than anyone I�ve ever seen. No wonder
Sesshoumaru wants to fuck you.�
Miroku�s eyes popped open at the reminder to see Sesshoumaru still watching
him silently. He thought of pushing Inuyasha�s hands away, because
frankly being stared at like that was rather embarrassing, but he settled
instead for a high pitched moan as Inuyasha gripped the head of his penis and
ran the pad of his thumb over the tip, rubbing the slit there back and forth
lightly. Panting, flushed from more than the hot water no matter what he
told himself, Miroku felt practically helpless as Inuyasha stood behind
him. He could barely process what the man was doing to his dick, let
alone take in the light scratching across his chest and the nibbling that was
now working it�s way back towards his ear. He wasn�t even entirely sure
whether he was holding himself up or if Inuyasha was supporting him at this
point.   As Inuyasha ran his hand down to the base of Miroku�s shaft,
Miroku twitched involuntarily. He was starting to feel a little desperate
as Inuyasha held him there instead of stroking him the way Miroku desperately
wanted him to do.
�Inuyasha! P-please�� The skin on Miroku�s back vibrated
slightly and he knew Inuyasha was chuckling at him. Oh fine, make fun
of me. Jerk.
�Don�t worry, houshi, you�ll get what�s coming to you.�
Miroku felt a small surge of fear at the thought. He wasn�t certain he
wanted to know exactly what Inuyasha meant by that. He was sure,
however, that he really, really, didn�t want him to stop anything he was doing
at the moment.
�Remove your hand.� Sesshoumaru�s voice broke in, and Inuyasha stopped a
moment before grumbling under his breath and releasing Miroku�s member
suddenly.
�You�re such an asshole.� Inuyasha growled, just as Miroku started to
whimper again from the lack of contact.
�Don�t let go!� Miroku almost begged, �B-butt out, Sesshoumaru!� His voice
was thin and needy as he protested the loss of �the most talented damn hand in
the world.� Fucking Sesshoumaru! He had no right!
Inuyasha laughed shortly. �You tell �im, monk.� He chuckled
again as his free hand rested on the side of Miroku�s hip, fingertips brushing
lightly back and forth as Sesshoumaru watched.
�You will both cease this irritating noise.� Sesshoumru ordered as his eyes
started to narrow.
�Kiss my ass, Sesshoumaru.� Inuyasha sneered, his fingers tightening a
moment on Miroku before gentling and rubbing soothing circles across his chest
and flanks.
�Do not tempt me, half-breed. You would not care for the
result.� Feeling Inuyasha freeze behind him, Miroku swallowed heavily,
slowly coming down from his sexual high as he stood between the two large,
claw-tipped males.
�Are you threatening me? You fucking prick, I said you could share
Miroku, I didn�t say a damn thing about me! It�ll be a cold day in
hell before I let you touch me like this, you jackass.�
Miroku broke in. Nothing cleared the head quite as quickly as
contemplating imminent death from two pissed off inu. �I- If you�re going
to kill each other, could you at least let me get out of the way first?�
Inuyasha�s hand immediately tightened, preventing the speedy retreat Miroku had
been about to make. The hanyou and Sesshoumaru both growled slightly at
the same moment.
�You aren�t goin� anywhere, Miroku.� Inuyasha said slowly.
�Indeed. We have much to do yet.� Sesshoumaru added, and that quickly
they�d refocused back on him. Which was either flattering or really
freaking frightening. Miroku couldn�t take his eyes from Sesshoumaru as
the youkai started moving for the first time since Inuyasha had started to
touch him.   Sesshoumaru�s eyes ran down his body and he knelt in
front of Miroku gracefully, to the monk�s complete and total surprise.
Smirking up at him from below, Sesshoumaru put his hand carefully around
Miroku�s dick and started to bring his mouth towards it.
He�s not going to - He is! Sesshoumaru was going to take him in
his mouth. It had to be one of the signs of the apocolypse, it really
did. For the Great Lord to perform such a submissive act would have been
beyond his ability to even consider before this moment, and he watched him draw
closer in utter shock. Sesshoumaru�s hand held him with a firm grip, and
when Sesshoumaru glanced up again and actually smiled a moment, baring his
fangs slightly, Miroku�s sense of the world was turned on its ear. He�d
thought he knew all about this. Sex, sexual positions, sexual partners
and dominance, he thought knew all about that. And yet with
everything he�d known, he�d always considered blow jobs to be submissive.
Always. A sexual act that allowed a man to be completely dominant, in his
experience.
It was obvious now that his experience had been pretty damned limited.
Because when something with fangs takes you in his mouth, the farthest
thing on your mind was dominance. In fact, there were only two things
going through Miroku�s mind as he felt the silken heat of Sesshoumaru�s mouth
close around him.
Oh Dear Gods that feels fantastic!
and
Please don�t let him hurt me!
And from the look on the taiyoukai�s face, he fucking well knew those
were the two things going through his head. He kept his eyes upward as he
watched Miroku�s face, carefully drawing him inside his mouth, letting Miroku
feel just the very tips of his fangs as he did so. Miroku couldn�t help
the fear that shot through him at the moment. He wasn�t into pain; he really,
really wasn�t into pain, and Seshsoumaru could really hurt him before Inuyasha
would be able to do a damn thing to help him out.
Unable to take his eyes off of Sesshoumaru, he watched him as he slowly slid
his mouth back until just Miroku�s head remained inside. Miroku shook as
he felt the taiyoukai�s tongue caress his slit there with small, firm
strokes.   It was shocking him down to his toes, making his legs
shake and his fists clench with the desire to grab Sesshoumaru�s hair and
plunge into his lips. Except he wasn�t brave enough, or quiet far gone
enough, to grab Sesshoumaru anywhere.
�I- I- gah�� Sesshoumaru smiled as he stopped the movement of his
tongue and drew Miroku back in, sliding his lips along his length, his fangs
brushing the base of him again and frightening him all over again.
Dammit, this is just like last time! He fucking makes it nice and
then scary and then does it all over again. Although it did end with a
fantastic bang�
As Sesshoumaru moved his hand to the side of Miroku�s hips to hold him
still, Inuyasha moved as well. He slid his hands along Miroku�s skin to
hold onto his waist and knelt behind him. Looking behind in dazed
surprise, Miroku felt him lick along the base of his spine, and he whimpered at
the combination of both males licking him at once. He couldn�t believe
that they were both kneeling around him, and yet he felt like the one who was
completely helpless. Wasn�t height supposed to make you feel in
control? He yelped at a slight sting on his ass and realized Inuyasha had
nipped him there, almost immediately following it with his tongue, laving at
the slight hurt he�d inflicted to Miroku�s firm cheek.
�You have a great ass, Miroku.� Inuyasha said in the tone of an explorer
noting a new find, �I can�t tell you how much I want to take a bit out of it
right now.�
�Inuyasha! Don�t bite me!�
�Eh, don�t worry�it�s just a little bite.� And Miroku felt the small sting
again on the other side, followed by the silken warmth flowing over the same
spot. Sesshoumaru held his hip as he started slowly moving his mouth up
and down over Miroku�s member, while Inuyasha continued to hold his waist in
tight claws. Miroku, meanwhile, was twisting in frustrationg. He
wanted to move really, really badly, and for the second time in his life now he
had a partner, well partners, who were so strong that he couldn�t move at
all!
He moved his hands to clench them over Inuyasha�s, gripping tightly with
each new sensation. Unable to thrust or withdraw, it was the only thing he
could think of to do. So when Inuyasha moved his hands away, Miroku started to
panic slightly. He had to hold onto something; he couldn�t help
it! He�d go crazy if he couldn�t do something! But if Inuyasha�s
hands weren�t there, the only thing left was Seshsoumaru, but it couldn�t be
Sesshoumaru because then he�d probably kill him for even trying and�
He didn�t even notice at first that both males had stopped moving until he
saw Sesshoumaru look at him curiously for a moment.
�You may hold onto my hand, human.� He said quietly, placing his palm on Miroku's stomach, and Miroku grabbed
onto it like the life preserver it was. He gasped and his breath
caught as Sesshoumaru's mouth took hold of his dick once again, only to feel Inuyasha�s
free hands carefully press between his buttocks to press them apart, blowing
against exposed entrance to his body. He thrashed within the grip of
their claws, shaking in reaction.
�Like that, huh?� Inuyasha said, carefully blowing against him again until
he felt like pleading. It was too much!   When the hot breath
stopped tormenting him, he froze against Sesshoumaru�s mouth as he heard
Inuyasha lick something and then felt the hanyou press his finger against the
puckered hole that had been clenching in time to his heated breath.
�I-Inuyasha! What are you doing?!� Yeah, so Sesshoumaru had done it
last time, that didn�t mean inuyasha should be doing it!
In any case, the idiot misunderstood completely. �Don�t worry, I licked
it. Trust me, inu youkai saliva is a great lubricant.�
�A-and how do you know th-thaaaaat?� he wailed slightly as Inuyasha�s finger
slid in deeply.
�None of your business.� Inuyasha said, and started to withdraw and thrust
his finger in time to Sesshoumaru�s mouth.
�Nnnnggg, I can�t� I can�t take this. It- Aaaaaaahh.� Another
finger slid in next to the first just as Sesshoumaru slipped out of Miroku�s
frantic hands to take Miroku�s sac in his hand. The taiyoukai squeezed
carefully as he started to move his mouth with increased speed over Miroku
prick.
�What are you- nnnn- doing? I can�t believe, I- oh fucking Gods, this
feels so goooood.� He grabbed blindly and held onto Sesshoumaru�s head while he shook
with need. His whole body felt on fire and tight as a drum as he felt
something sharp and fierce and hungry coiling up from his belly. The
fingers pumping into his ass were starting to slide in and out quickly and his
dick was being engulfed in flames and small sparks of molten lava as he felt
everything come to a head in a blinding flash that almost knocked him to his knees.
�Aaaaaaaaaaah!� He came hard, and painfully, and inside Sesshoumaru�s
mouth! At the realization, Miroku quickly dropped his hands from Sesshoumaru's hair, staring down
at hiim wide eyed. The cold youkai simply looked up at him and sucked him dry,
licking him carefully as he withdrew his mouth, rubbing the tip teasingly as he
released him.
Inuyasha continued to kneel as he kept his fingers inside, twisting them
slightly and making Miorku quiver a few more times as he struggled to stay
standing. How come these two were able to make him come so hard?
Two men had made him come even harder than last time!
Men!
Panting slightly, feeling the melting relaxation that came after an orgasm,
he couldn�t help smile a little. Really, if this was what they
considered sharing, maybe they should share more often! Even as he
thought it, Inuyasha withdrew his hand from Miroku and stood behind him again,
smiling slightly as Mirkou leaned against him just to stay standing.
�That was� It was� Uh, th- thanks.� Miroku stuttered softly. When
neither Inuyasha or Sesshoumaru moved, he looked at them nervously �Eh, I guess
I�d better, eh, go get cleaned up��
Sesshoumaru frowned slightly as he stood up, standing in Miroku�s path, and
Inuyasha�s hands came back around his waist quickly.
�You�re not goin� anywhere, monk, not �til were� all done.� Inuyasha said,
sounding annoyed.
�This Sesshoumaru is far from finished with you.� his half-brother
announced, sounding equally irritated.
Oh hell, what have I gotten myself into??
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