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Chapter List
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- 21
- 22
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A/N Soooo,
citrus comin� up (and once again, not tellin� what kind, nyah). A
little humor, a little pathos, a little WAFF�it�s a weird chapter. I guess
you�ll just have to read and find out for yourself!
And thank you so much for the
reviews! There were so many that I put this sucker up early. Nice
to have so much of it written already so I could just update quickly, eh?

Chapter 21 � What Took You so Long?
Inuyasha was still picking up Kichiro�s
trail with agonizing slowness when he found out how the bastard had hidden
Kagome�s smell. Laying on the ground in front of
him was an old, damp fur. The inside was covered with Kagome�s
scent.
�Asshole wrapped her up like an eggroll and hid her scent.� He muttered to himself.
As he stood there, however, he realized that now, finally, he could smell
her. He could follow her scent trail as clearly as if someone had drawn
him a map.
It scared him to death.
This Kichiro had
gone to a lot of trouble to hide his trail, but he�d never destroyed it.
He could have covered it with other smells, wrapped himself up in something the
same way he�d done to Kagome. He could have left her scent hidden until
they were completely away and untrackable.
Doing it like this, letting Inuyasha find the trail
and the fur � it couldn�t be good. If he was never intended to find her,
at least he knew that whatever happened might still be a long way off.
He�d have a chance to stop it. If he was expected, though, whatever was
going to happen had to happen quickly. Kichiro might be done with her already�
�Kagome.� he said grimly, and started
sprinting along her trail, desperately hoping. Maybe he�d been quicker,
better than that damned cat had thought. Maybe he�d be on time to save
Kagome, to keep her alive, to keep her whole. Please.
As the scent veered onto a familiar trail, Inuyasha spat. �You son of a bitch, you took her to your
house? Fucking cocky bastard�� he leapt along the trail, following her
scent into the house and down a set of stairs to a heavy door. He slammed
the door open, sprinting in, ready to kill and rend and tear�
Kagome looked up, dazed, from a pile of dark
fur on the opposite side of the open room, naked as the day she was born.
A large bruise covered her left shoulder and her wrists were bruised and
abraded: they�d obviously been tied at one point. Kichiro
was absent, and considering the state of his scent, it looked like he hadn�t
been gone long. Inuyasha stopped, his hands
dropping to his sides, useless.
Alive. She was still alive. That fucker hadn�t killed her.
He closed his eyes a moment, trying to let that thought sink in. Gods, he�d
been so certain he would find her already dead, terrified she�d been left
bloody and cold, gone forever. He tried to readjust to the idea that she
was still here with him. Kagome was alive!
But�
He opened his eyes, looking again at her nude
body, stiffening as he realized what it meant. He wanted to weep and howl
and find that fucking bastard and rip him to shreds inch by inch. Because
there was only one reason he could think of for the cat to have stripped her
and not still be in the room.
Kichiro must have already taken what he wanted�
�Oh, Kagome�� he whispered brokenly. �Oh
Gods, I��
�Inuyasha?� she
asked softly. He crept over slowly, his heart ripped out of his chest,
cursing softly under his breath as he came.
��hell-spawned, cock-sucking,
roach-fucking... castrate that son of a bitch with a dull rock�� He shut
up as he reached her and gathered her carefully in his arms, holding her
tightly.
�I�m so sorry. I�m so sorry. I
should have gotten here sooner. I should have been faster. Kagome, I�m so
sorry.� Inuyasha mumbled in a shattered voice, his
hand stroking her hair like a child�s. �I�m so sorry.�
He heard her mumble something against his
chest and flinched, loosening his hold to hear whatever curses or
recriminations she was about to heap on his head.
�Why?� she asked, her eyes a little hazy,
squirming slightly in his arms.
�He hid his trail and � there�s no
excuse. I was too slow�� she held a finger
up to his lips to stop him.
�No. Why are you sorry?� She could feel
his fire rat robes shifting against her back and underneath her bottom, causing
little fiery shivers to spread out like spiderwebs.

�Why? I should have protected
you! Instead, that bastard raped you and I-�
�He did?� She put her hand out to feel
the arm next to her, running her fingers over it, swearing she could feel each,
individual hair of the robe against her skin, it was so sensitized. She
rolled her hips slightly, feeling the cloth rub against her intimately and she
almost whimpered.
�-wasn�t even around to protect you! I- what?�
�You mean that man? No�no
he didn�t rape me. I�d remember something like that.
No�that didn�t happen.� Her eyes crossed a moment as she obviously thought
hard, hips shifting, hands wandering. �Uh uh.
Nope. He didn�t rape me�..I�m glad your eyes are back to normal, Inuyasha. What took you so long? I waited and waited
and waited and waited and waited and �� Inuyasha looked down at Kagome, worried. Chatting like they were sitting around the campfire, fidgeting
constantly. As though everything she said made total sense.
Was she in shock? Had that fucking cat broken her mind?
He pressed his palm against her cheek as he
looked into her dark eyes. �Kagome, it�s all right. It�s not your
fault. It�s my fault. You don�t have to hide it.�
She pressed against his palm, sighing.
It was so warm�
Her brow crinkled in confusion, however, as
she tried to figure out his meaning. �I�m not hiding anything. He was here and
then he left.� She nodded emphatically. �He was talking and then he
left. He�s not here anymore. He left.�
�But, Kagome, your clothes�� he glanced over
at her school uniform piled next to the furs.
She yawned slightly, leaning her head on his
arm, running her fingers up slightly to play with the few silver strands of
hair laying across his chest, �I got hot.� She said reasonably.
�You got hot.� He repeated slowly. She
nodded, pleased he understood. She didn�t seem broken, he thought to
himself. Confused, not making sense in the slightest, but it was more
like�actually, it reminded him a lot of how she�d been after all that sake on
their wedding day. Well shit, that fucking asshole had doped her up on
something! �You got hot so you took off all your clothes in the
house of some utter stranger who just raped you?�
�Who didn�t rape me.
And it�s not like he was here anymore, anyway.� She said, distracted by his
hair. How did he get it so shiny and soft? If you could make silk out of
moonlit water, this is what she would expect it to feel like.

Inuyasha looked at her for a moment and then focused on his
nose. Rubbing his face on her hair, he scowled as it reeked of cat, but
he finally felt something loosening inside as he realized there wasn�t anything
further. There was no smell of cat coming from her bare skin, no musky
reek of sex, no blood. He didn�t know what had happened, but she was right, Kichiro hadn�t taken her. The only thing was�
Kagome�s scent was rather aroused.
�Kagome, are you�are you turned on right
now?� he asked in a surprised voice.
�Mmmm
hmmm.� She purred, releasing his
strands of hair to stretch in his arms. She reached up to pull his
unresisting head down for a kiss. Shocked golden eyes stared into hers as
she aggressively thrust her tongue into his mouth. He was still for a
moment before he thrust back fiercely, bruising her lips. When Kagome
finally pulled her head away, she looked at him curiously, touching her
slightly abused lips.
�I thought I lost you.� He said harshly,
pulling her in close, gripping her tightly for a long moment, �but we need to
go now, Kagome. We need to get you away from here, okay?� If Kichiro hadn�t done what he�d first intended, he could be back any time now. Maybe he�d been waiting for
whatever drugs he�d used to take affect. Or maybe he was simply waiting
for Inuyasha to come out with Kagome before jumping
them both, thinking Inuyasha would be
preoccupied. His hackles wouldn�t stay down as he wondered where the cat
might be. He needed to get her out of here.
�Kagome? Come on, we need to get going.� He said softly,
and she smiled and patted his back. Then he felt tugging on his suikan and pushed her away from him for a moment, trying
hard not to look below her face.
Fine, be noble, said his conscience.
But let me tell you, I�m looking until someone comes and pokes out my
eyes.
This is serious. We don�t have time
for this.
We won�t have time for this when we�re dead
and in our grave. Right now�Kagome is hot.
Inuyasha shook away his thoughts. �Kagome, what are you
doing?� he asked, keeping his voice soft, trying to be considerate.
�You have too many clothes on. Take �em off.� She mumbled.
YES, MA�AM! His conscience saluted.
Shut the fuck up!

�Kagome, we�re not safe here, remember?
We need to go?� he said, his voice strained from the effort it was taking to
keep it calm. She doesn�t know what she�s saying, she doesn�t know what
she�s saying, he repeated to himself, carefully pushing her hands away from his
clothing.
She reached back over immediately. ��too many clothes. You should take them off.
Much prettier that way��
�No, Kagome.� His voice trembled with the
effort stay nice, stay gentle�don�t scare her after she�s been through
something like this!
�You should take off your clothes.� Grab,
push away.
�No, Kagome.� Have�to stay�calm.
�You take off your clothes right now, Inuyasha!� she ordered, glaring at him.
�I am not fucking getting naked in this
goddamn cat�s house! Kagome, you idiot, let go already!!� he yanked her
hands from around his waist, at a total loss why she was suddenly smiling
widely.
�You called me an idiot.� She said happily,
�I knew it was you.�
�What the fuck are you talking about?� he
growled. This was driving him crazy! She�d been kidnapped and�maybe
other things�and now, when he still had to get her somewhere safe and
protected, NOW is when she decided to get amorous and loopy? Fucking cat
and his stupid ass drugs�
�I want to see you naked!� she said crossly,
ignoring his voice, pulling at his clothing again. She reached around and
he felt her squeeze his butt.
He turned bright red, pushing at her
hands. �Kagome! This isn�t the
place! You�Kagome!� he gave a startled yelp as she reached down and
cupped his privates through his clothes. �What are you doing!!
We can�t..not here,
Kagome! That tomcat could be back any time now,
we need to get you to safety�Kagome!� She had tightened her grip around
him and tugged slightly and he thrust involuntarily with a startled
grunt.   He forced himself to remove her hand with an effort of will
he hadn�t even know he possessed.
�Oy, that�s just
cruel, Kagome. We can�t do that now! I need to get you safe, and
then kill that cat, and then� Shit, just hold onto that thought,
okay? I would really love, I mean, when we�re safe, you can�just hold
onto that thought!� he said, laying her on the furs for a moment and taking off
his suikan.
�There, see, now just take off rest of it.�
She said happily.
�This is for you, dummy!� Inuyasha
said, wrapping it around her.
�But my clothes are right here!�
�Are you going to put them on?� he asked,
reaching over to grab her top and skirt. He looked at the small piece of fabric
that went between her legs and stuck it covertly into his waistband next to the
scrap from the day before. Didn�t know why she wore those stupid things,
anyway.
She glared at him cross-eyed again.
�You�re no fun at all. Okay for you to do it but when I try to�big
cheater. And this is too scratchy, take it off!� she said, pushing at the
red cloth bundled messily around her.
�That�s what I thought.� He growled softly,
scowling, wondering exactly what Kagome might have tried to do to Kichiro if she was acting this way towards him. He
shook his head, trying not to think about it: it wasn�t her fault.
Whatever had happened, it was all that fucking cat�s
fault. He just needed to get her away from here for now and deal with the
rest later. Although, if the affects didn�t wear off by the time she was
safe, maybe that wouldn�t be too bad, he thought, gulping as she tried
to reach for his groin again. Kagome was awfully damn sexy...
�We need to get back to Sango
and Mirkou, Kagome.� He said gruffly, scooping her up
and trying to keep her from pushing off the suikan at
the same time, her clothes hanging from one hand. �and
then�there�s gonna be one less cat in the village
pretty damn soon.� He paused at the doorway, scenting the air for any
ambush before he sped up the stairs with her, tucking her head under his chin
as he ran, his hand periodically gripping tighter, just to make sure she was
still there. She was actually all right.
�Don�t forget to take off your clothes when
we get there.� Kagome reminded him in a grumpy voice.

In another part of the
village�

Although Shippou
had wanted to stay near Sango in their small room in
the headman�s home, Miroku persuaded him to take Kirara and try to get some sleep with the two older
daughters, as he�d originally arranged.
�She�s breathing easily, Shippou,
see?� he told the frightened little fox. �Her heartbeat is strong and
regular�she�s just in a deep sleep. I don�t think we�re going to lose
her, so there�s no need for you to have a sleepless night because of
this. Go and rest.� The small kitsune
gave Sango a hard hug around her middle before
reluctantly going off.
As far as the headman was concerned, Sango was simply feeling unwell. Miroku
had reconsidered asking the village for help as they were returning from the
springs. He wasn�t entirely certain how complicit any individual
villagers might be with whatever Kirchiro had
planned, especially considering the good words they�d had to say about him, so
he thought it would be best to keep the situation as private as possible.
Once they�d arrived and settled her on the futon, he�d noticed Sango�s breathing seemed to be calm and not
deteriorating. She ran no fever, showed no signs of illness or injury: he
truly did think she was simply asleep. He just wasn�t entirely
sure.
It was tempting to keep Shippou
near, in case the villagers weren�t as innocent as they seemed, but he wanted
to be alone with Sango. He needed some time to
recover, in private, and if he was counting on Kirara
to do a little more than her share in watching out for Shippou,
hopefully the cat would forgive him. He just wanted a few moments�
Sliding his arm underneath Sango�s shoulders, he scooped her into a sitting position
and pulled her onto his lap. He was savoring the feel of her warm body against
his, gripping her closely, when he felt something wet fall onto his hand.
Looking up for a moment for a leak in the roof, he slowly realized that the
water had dripped from his own face. He felt another tear slip down his
cheek and reached up to rub it away quickly. She was all right. She
would wake up soon. There was no reason for tears.
�Idiot.� He mumbled to himself, wiping his eyes covertly
again, cursing slightly. �Sango, I�m afraid
you�re going to need to wake up quite soon. Your husband is in serious
danger of turning into a complete wreck, love. You wouldn�t want that to
happen, now would you?� She didn�t stir and he sighed, burying his face
in her hair as he continued to hold her. Just for a little longer�
When he eventually laid her back to rest on
the futon, he knelt next to her quietly, keeping vigil as she slept. He�d
waited barely half an hour when she finally started to stir.   She
yawned once, her face grimacing, and slowly raised her hands above her head in
a slow stretch before opening her eyes to find Miroku
hovering directly above her, half naked.
�Aaaah!� she
yelled, and slapped him.
He fell back onto his butt, rubbing his cheek
and grinning like an idiot. �You�re awake.� He said in an odd tone, to her
mind.
�Of course I�m awake! What are you
doing, you hentai?� she yelled, staring in shock at
his smooth, bare chest and the untidy cloth tied around his hips. The
muscles beneath his pale chest flexed as he pushed himself up and she
swallowed, unable to look away. She�d never seen his chest before, and
she had to admit it was rather impressive. Completely hairless, the
smooth planes of his chest only broken by small dark nipples, muscular ripples
traveling down his flat stomach. The dark cloth around his hips hugged it
closely and she gaped, seeing wide shoulders tapering down to those slim hips
for the first time. Compared to his usual silhouette, it was pretty
amazing.
Suddenly, a thought intruded on her
admiration and she tore her eyes away from his exposed body. �Wait�how did I
get here? I was at the hot springs!
What the heck is going on, Houshi?� she asked
suspiciously. Was that stupid houshi resorting
to kidnapping her now??
�You don�t remember anything?� he asked
carefully. When she shook her head, confused, he sighed. �I had
hoped� No matter. We�re not entirely certain what occurred. Shippou found you unconscious at the hot springs when he went to join you so he
came for Inuyasha and I.
We�re fairly sure Kichiro drugged you and Kagome
both.� He watched her gaze studiously avoiding his bare skin after that first
shocked stared and he smiled slightly, in spite of the circumstances. �And as for my clothes? Well, I didn�t have a lot of
time to worry about dressing, my dear, when Shippou
came to get us.�
Sango focused on him more fully as his words truly
penetrated. �Kichiro?� she asked, surprised and
admittedly a little relieved that the explanation didn�t involve Miroku and his deviant sexual tendencies. �The same Kichiro who was grabbing Inuyasha�s butt?� At Miroku�s
nod, she frowned. �Why that sneaky little low-life.
I hope Inuyasha and Kagome left some of him for me,
I�ll make him regret ever doing anything to�� she stopped, noticing the look on
Miroku�s face.
�What? What is it?�
�No one�s found him yet. Sango�he took Kagome. Inuyasha
left to find her but so far he hasn�t returned.�
�He took Kagome? What are we waiting
here for, then? We should be out there helping Inuyasha
find her!� she started to get up, but Miroku pushed
on her shoulders and knocked her back down onto the futon.
�You are not going anywhere.� He said
forcefully. �You�re awake now, but we don�t know if you are completely
recovered from whatever Kichiro drugged you with.
There is no way I am permitting you to go after Kagome right now.� He went on,
ignoring Sango�s startled, angry protests, �If they
haven�t come back within the hour, and you seem to be free from any ill
affects, then we can go and try to help find Kagome ourselves.�
�Get your hands off of me, Houshi! You can�t tell me what to do, you��
�I can, and I will. You�re my wife, Sango. You may not need my protection most of the time, but
when I can protect you, I will!�
Slapping his hands away from her and sitting
up, she turned away from him, �Get out of my way. I�m going to go help�aaaagh!� she yelled as Miroku
grabbed both her arms, forcing them up behind her back into a hold he could
maintain with one arm. Sitting on her bottom, Sango
was having problems getting the leverage she needed to take the pressure off
her arms, especially as Miroku pulled them up
painfully as she tried to move. �Let go, Monk! If you don�t let me
up right now, you�ll regret it! I�ll stomp you so hard you�ll have footprints
on your spleen!�
He sighed deeply. �Sango,
do you know how many times in the past few days people have told me how strong
you are?� he asked in a conversational tone, ignoring her outburst as he kept
her arms twisted behind her, �For some reason, almost everyone has been feeling
the need to warn me about your skills and abilities lately. I�ll be honest, it�s actually starting to irritate my nerves.�
�It�s not that I disagree, mind you.� he
continued, still seemingly oblivious to her curses as she struggled to get
free, �They are correct after all: your physical strength is quite
impressive. However, there�s something that everyone seems to forget��
the heat from his chest burned against the thin sleeve of her under-kimono as
he leaned forward, turning his face to look into hers, a small smile playing
around his lips, ��strength alone does not ensure victory in battle.�
She glared sideways at him, �And what is that
supposed to mean?�
�It means that while we may be almost evenly
matched in strength, in a contest between us it�s more important to remember
that I have more cunning, I have more experience�and I�m willing to cheat to
get what I want.� Miroku concluded, pulling on her
arms a second so that she gasped slightly at the pain, and then taking
advantage of her open lips to kiss her deeply, curling around her side and
cupping her chin with his free hand. He plunged his tongue into her mouth
desperately, reaffirming to himself that she was still here, awake, alive�angry
as a wet cat.
He pulled back, his hand gently releasing her
chin, smiling as she struggled to get free and do him some serious bodily
injury. He couldn�t control the absolute euphoria he was getting just seeing
the anger in her eyes as she glared at him. Sango,
spitting in fury, out for his blood, full of fire, so different from the pale
shadow she�d so recently been that it made him want to kiss her all over again.
�I need you to promise me you�ll stay here
until I feel that it�s safe for you to help search for Kagome.� He said in a
soft voice, leaning his head lightly against her own.
I can�t lose you�
She fumed, licking her lips unconsciously as
she yanked her head away. �Kiss my ass, Houshi.�
�Oh, I plan to.� He said with a more cheerful
tone, feeling a bit giddy still with seeing her awake and in good fighting
form, �but for now�the promise?� When she simply turned her head away from him
to stare angrily at the wall, he sat up straighter and continued rather firmly,
�Sango, if I have to bind you to ensure you
remain safe and uninjured, trust me�I will do so. Again�will you
promise?�
She grit her teeth
for a moment and then spat out. �Fine, I promise.�
�You promise what, exactly?�
�That I�ll stay here until you say it�s all
right to leave, you stupid monk, now let go!�
�I�d be happy to.� He said, instantly
releasing her arms, and getting an elbow in his bare stomach almost immediately
afterwards. �Oof.�
She leapt up and turned, spoiling for a
fight. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she realized she was only dressed
in her light juban, but she shook off her
embarrassment quickly and kicked out at him. He rolled to the side to
avoid it and stood up himself, facing her, ready but obviously not concerned.
�I said I wouldn�t leave the room, Houshi, but you�re definitely going to pay for making me
give such a stupid promise, you baka!�
He shook his head, �Isn�t that just a little
bit childish? I never knew you were such a sore loser, Sango.� He chided, grinning in anticipation, and she
growled.
�You are such a pain in the ass, houshi.� She charged him, hitting and kicking wildly,
growing more and more frustrated as he managed to block whatever attacks he
wasn�t dodging outright.
�All this exercise seems to be affecting my
attire somewhat� He said as his ill-secured robes slipped a fraction lower on
his hips, revealing hip bones and another strip of flat stomach. �Are you
sure you aren�t doing this out of a deep seated need to get me naked?� he
teased.
She snarled and attacked him more recklessly.
He was confining himself to defending only, and she was frustrated to realize
that she was feeling some affects of whatever had been given to
her. Her movements felt just a little bit too sluggish, her balance
betraying when she extended too far. When he actually retaliated, hitting
towards her chest, she was so shocked she didn�t react quickly enough to get up
her guard. Miroku never attacked, and
now he was trying to hit her!
Just before his open hand made contact,
however, he slowed and turned it into a groping squeeze. She squeaked and
froze for a moment, giving him the opportunity to sweep her legs out from under
her, and in moments he had her pinned face down on her futon.
�You should have
remembered, I cheat.� He said
softly, laughing even as he panted from his exertions. �Sango, life is definitely never going to be
boring around you.� He smiled down at the back of her head.
�You�re life isn�t going to last long enough
to find that out if you don�t let me up!� she said fiercely, trying to
turn so she could glare at him properly.
He looked down at her. He had her hands
behind her back again as he laid over her, supporting his upper body with his
one free hand, his pelvis cradled by her bottom. As she struggled, her
loose hair was falling down into her face, exposing the back of her neck, and
he stared at it. For some reason, he�d always found the small patch of
skin at the back of her neck absolutely fascinating. It seemed so
vulnerable and soft, so often hidden beneath her hair that the sight of it had
become curiously titillating. Especially considering that he usually only
saw it when she was at her most fierce, battling demons,
it seemed odd to have that strip of pale skin exposed, without protection.
Unable to draw his gaze away from the silky skin, as usual he let himself give
into temptation.
His head dropped slowly towards her, pressing
down a bit with the hand holding her arms to keep her still, and he let his
tongue caress her skin just above the neckline of her juban.
She stopped moving immediately.
�Houshi! What are you doing? D-don�t lick me!�
she ordered in a high, squeaky voice.
�Why not?� he murmured against her skin as he
felt her whole body shudder slightly. Feeling her bottom shimmying against his
groin was fantastic, and he grew hard, pressing against it. �Don�t you like
it?� He used his tongue again to gently taste the back of her neck
�N-no! No, I hate it!�
He smiled indulgently as he let the flat of
his tongue rasp across her soft, downy nape once more just to produce that
lovely shiver again. �Little liar.� He chuckled.
�Houshi!! S-stop it!� she said faintly, her head falling
forward limply at the continuing, focused sensual onslaught.
�Soon, Sango. In a a moment.� He said absently, concentrating on her hair as
he nuzzled it, stroking his cheek across the silky strands cascading into her
face. Moving his hips slightly, he rubbed himself down the cleft between her
bottom, feeling her softness press against him as she
arched backwards convulsively. �You like that, hmmm?� he inquired,
pressing forward with a slow thrusting motion.
Sango sucked in her breath, unable to stop herself from
pressing back against him again as he withdrew and thrust, prevented from
becoming more intimate by the barrier of her clothing. He still managed
to push hard enough to press into the cleft of her bottom and continued to
slide slowly back and forth intimately.
�Houshi-sama�� she
breathed out as he thrust hard for a moment, causing enough pressure that she
felt a liquid dampness flow from her suddenly.
Miroku stopped himself with an effort, breathing hard.
He lifted his hips from her, knowing that once again he�d pushed as far as he
should, but made the mistake of letting his eyes look at her bottom one last
time. He stared, mesmerized. The one part of Sango�s
body that he could never, likely even on pain of death, resist. The
fabric had been pressed against her by his body and now outlined every curve
and crevice in vivid detail. He stared, mesmerized. When she arched
back just slightly, looking for the pressure that was no longer there, he gave
up.
He was turning out to be much more
weak-willed around Sango than he would have thought,
but still�
He moved down slightly, almost sitting on her
legs as he leaned over her, that one hand still maintaining a firm grip on her
arms. �Now, what was it you were saying?� he mused out loud, �Oh yes, I believe
you told me I should �kiss your ass,� wasn�t that it? Now seems like the
perfect time for that, don�t you think?� His free hand reached for the
bottom edge of her under-kimono, slowly pushing it out of the way as he felt up
along her leg. Feeling his hand on the sensitive back of her knee, then higher up her thigh as he gripped lightly, she
squirmed.
�Houshi! You mustn�t, you need to stop!� she tried
briefly to free her arms, not surprised when they remained restrained, and
quivered, anticipating, as the fabric continued to slide up her legs.
When she felt Miroku�s hand reach the small line
where her bottom met her thighs, she stilled. She didn�t think she wanted
him to keep doing this, she didn�t want him to bare her like this�she didn�t
have anything on underneath! But the thought of him doing it, of his hot hand
and his slick mouth touching her, squeezing and suckling and� she felt herself start to salivate and gulped. What was he going to
do? she wondered, her breath catching as she waited.

He had stopped moving upwards, simply
brushing his fingers over the soft skin just as it flared out in the round
shape he enjoyed so much. He teased her there, pressing so gently
sometimes it seemed more like her imagination than an actual caress. She
was panting and writhing under him, unable to keep from moaning slightly, and
still he continued with his soft touches. Then with shocking suddenness,
he removed his hand and yanked her clothes up, pulling everything all the way
up to her waist, the front bunched up underneath her so that it raised her hips
off the ground slightly.
�Sango�� his voice
was thick and he swallowed convulsively, looking down at the rounded flesh in
front of him. He�d seen it before, of course, when the women had
bathed. He�d managed to rub or cup it more times than he could
count. But never before had he been about to touch it with no cloth
barrier between them, just this soft, flushed skin that his hands wanted to
caress so badly that they shook from the need of it. �You are truly magnificent,
Sango.� He said quietly, reaching out once more to
tease the bottom edge of her hips. He�d waited so long�he wanted to savor
this moment as long as he could.
Sango�s face felt like someone had lit it on fire, and she
buried it in the futon. The pressure on her arms was uncomfortable, but
for some reason that made it just a little bit more exciting, and laying there,
bottom bared as Miroku looked at her, was giving her
chills in odd places. She was so embarrassed and excited and�she didn�t
want to acknowledge it, but she knew she would just die if he didn�t touch her
bottom soon. He just kept flirting around the edges, a finger, a thumb following the rounded outline where her bottom met
her thighs, never really moving farther upwards. It was driving her
crazy!
�Will you just grab it already!� she finally
blurted out, surprising a laugh out of him.
�I would never disappoint a lady.� He said,
chuckling, and finally, finally moved his whole hand up to palm one round, full
side of her bottom. Face redder than before, she still reveled in
it. So this was what it felt like for him to touch her there with
no clothes. He caressed her soft cheek slowly, moving his hand in
circles, squeezing at each pass, and closing his eyes for a moment as he
immersed himself in the moment, then smiling again as he heard her moan softly.

Sliding his hand to the other side, he gave
it the same attention as the first, rubbing softly with gentle squeezing caresses.
He paused and rested his hand on the futon as he bent down and kissed her
softly in the middle of one, blushing cheek. It was a little awkward,
admittedly, with one of his arms upraised to keep her arms in check, but it was
so worth it. He kissed her bottom again, noticing her hips
writhing as he did so, and he gave in once again to temptation and bit the
small damp circle he�d just made, pinching the firm flesh lightly between his
teeth for just a moment.
�Miroku!� she
yelped, and he kissed the little hurt he�d just made.
�Shhhhh, all better
now, yes?� he panted slightly, kissing it yet again, smiling to hear her
calling out his name. He debated about spending more time on her
worshipping her fantastic ass, or going on to somewhere else. �No willpower
at all�� He said softly, confusing her for a moment.
He brought his hand back up, giving her
bottom one last squeeze before he smoothed his hand towards the shadowed cleft
in between her thighs. His fingers brushed against her curls, teasing them
slightly, and then slipped across the slickness of her opening, rubbing gently
at the silky skin of her entrance. �Like I said yesterday,� he murmured,
�wet and ready for me. Are you ready for me, Sango?�
he asked, his finger sliding along her, just hinting at entering.
�Miroku, I�I�� she
clenched her teeth and moaned again as he slowly slid one finger inside her,
making her jump and twitch for a moment.
�I�ll take that as a yes.� He whispered, drawing out his finger slowly and sliding it carefully, oh
so slowly back in. Sango thought she would die,
feeling his hand rest on the back of her thigh as he probed in a place she
hadn�t even known about. Heat felt like it was slowly pouring out
from her, starting right where his invading fingers rested, and she couldn�t do
anything but squirm, pressing her hips back against him to meet him as he
pressed in and out of her so slowly it was tortuous.
Miroku let his thumb drift further down, questing among the
softer skin in front of her opening as his finger still entered her in a slow,
wet dance. He found a slick, small bead within her folds and felt her
convulse once around his finger as he rubbed it gently.   Groaning
slightly as he felt himself reacting to her enjoyment, he played with it
carefully, the pad of his thumb rough in comparison to the silky skin it
caressed. Sango squirmed and bucked as the heat
and pressure grew more intense. Her breasts were almost painfully hard,
her face heated, and Miroku�s hands and fingers were
making it impossible to think, or speak�she keened slightly as one slower
caress against her brought her tension soaring. She couldn�t do
this! She didn�t even know what this was, but it was so overwhelming and
fiery and it just got bigger and bigger�
�Miroku, help me, please,
something�s wrong��
�Nothing�s wrong, love. It couldn�t be
more right if we were covered in celestial beings. Just let go, little
one. Ride it.� She groaned, fighting the
sensation, tensing as the pressure built unbearably. Miroku
shook his head slightly, fondly. �I should have guessed you�d be like
this. A fighter even in this, eh?� He pulled his
finger out and quickly plunged 2 back in, startling her with the slight pain,
and suddenly she found herself convulsing uncontrollably around his hand, her
hips arched back against him as she exploded. She screamed out against
the bedding, heat arcing from her head to her toes as her body found release,
finally draping itself limply back onto the futon in exhaustion.
He withdrew his hand, smelling the scent of
her arousal as he did so, and sighed. I�m just not strong enough to
resist this, he thought, looking down at her sweat covered body below
him. He yanked at the section of his robe he�d tucked in, cursing
slightly at how hard it was to unwrap it from his waist. He finally gave
up and let go of Sango�s arms so that he could use
both hands. Please, don�t fight this, Sango!
Please, you�d enjoy this so much.
Sango managed to move her hands to her sides, then slide
them up near her shoulders to clutch at the futon, but she was too exhausted
and sated to push herself up or move beyond the brief motion. Miroku closed his eyes in thanksgiving for a moment at her
acceptance as he finally disrobed completely and tossed the cloth aside.
Seeing the deep rose color of her entrance, blushing and glistening wet, he
swallowed. He had wanted this for so long�
He reached down, hands shaking just a bit as
parted her thighs, spreading her legs until he was able to kneel between
them. She sighed, still flushed and sleepily languid. When he
gently but firmly gripped her hips, pulling them up slightly so that she was
supporting more of her weight on her knees, she murmured but didn�t bother to
move her face from where it rested on the futon. But when Sango
felt something hot and blunt pressing where Miroku�s
fingers had so recently been, she started paying attention.
�M-Miroku?� she
questioned, feeling him push in just slightly.
�Let�s dance together now, shall we?� he
asked, pressing in, trying to be as slow as he could, letting her get used to
the width of him as he entered her.
She felt herself being stretched, painful but
erotic at the same time, and she moaned again. The feelings from this heavy,
intimate invasion, hands on her hips holding her still as he slowly entered her
from behind, was almost too much to take. She moaned again, arching her
back, trying to move away from him and into him at the same time. He
started leaning forward, his hands releasing her hips to support himself on the ground as he loomed over and behind her,
covering her body, one arm reaching around to hold her around the waist.
Feeling him pressing on her, surrounding her, she felt completely
overwhelmed. Just when a sharper, more pressing pain presented itself
deep inside, he suddenly bit her shoulder and pushed hard at the same time,
holding her still with his arm.    She cried out and felt him
kissing and licking the small hurt he�d given her shoulder.
�I know, I�m sorry. It won�t hurt anymore, Sango,
I promise. Just this first time, just that little bit.   All done now, love.� He kept himself still inside with
an effort, his hand gripping the futon as he fiercely resisted the urge to
thrust. Even if he wasn�t strong enough to resist Sango
herself, he told himself, he could at least be strong enough to make sure she
enjoyed it.
Waiting, he let her adjust to him.
Gods, she is so tight, he thought, agonizing as he fought to stay still.
He slid his hand from around her waist down to where their bodies met,
beginning to play with the small button that had caused such a dramatic
reaction before. It didn�t disappoint and he felt her whole body jerk. He
groaned hoarsely as she clenched around his shaft. So
damn hot. Her inner walls pressed around him tightly again as he
continued to caress her and he pushed forward against his will.
�Come on, Sango,
fly for me�please!� he ordered desperately. When she clenched around him
again, he thrust slightly again, unable to help himself. �Please!� He moved his
hands back to her hips, hoping to slow himself down, and pulled back instead,
thrusting in slowly. Seeing his own length slide into her, hearing her
moan softly as her bottom pressed against his groin when he was fully inside
her heat, made him shudder. He wasn�t going to be able to last long�
�Please, Sango�� he
groaned, thrusting in and out slowly once more. He wanted to make sure it
was good for her. He wanted to make sure� He lost the thought as she
clenched yet again and he started thrusting harder, frantically; his brain
ignoring him as the tight feel of her clutching him sent him over the
edge. He gripped her hips, pushing in and out of her tight sheath even
more desperately. He was so close, so close�
He heard her scream his name, felt her
suddenly convulsing around him, and came himself with a hoarse cry, thrusting
even deeper as his seed entered her. He slumped on top of her, trying to
support his weight on his hands. Sango�s warmth
still surrounded him and it was all he could do to keep from completely
collapsing on top of her, his arms shaking in reaction. He hadn�t
expected, hadn�t even dreamed�
Trying to regain his senses, still shaking in
the aftermath, he felt completely stunned. He�d lost control. He couldn�t
believe it. He never lost control. He�d never been so
desperate for a woman that he�d put his own pleasure over her own. It made him
feel ashamed and at the same time he was immensely grateful that Sango, his wonderful, sensual Sango,
enjoyed it so much that she�d still peaked even after he�d concentrated on
nothing but his own body�s demands. And he hadn�t even lasted a full five
minutes! Laying there on top of her, feeling her sweat slicked skin and the
coarse fabric of her robes underneath his chest, he didn�t think he�d ever been
so happy and so embarrassed in his life.

Sango lay under him, panting. That�that
had to be one of the most intimate, amazing things she�d ever experienced in
her life. They�d both fallen forward as they�d achieved that fantastic
convulsion, and even with him holding himself slightly off of her, she could
feel his heavy weight pressing on her pleasurably. The fact that she
could also still feel him against her bare bottom, could feel him inside
her still, slippery and hot, was so strange and amazing at the same time she
couldn�t think about it, wouldn�t think about it. As her breathing
slowed, however, her brain began to work again, and she closed her eyes, trying
desperately to stay in the rosy afterglow of making love with Miroku. Please, just a few more minutes to savor this
rare feeling of peace, she begged herself.
It didn�t help. Her brain was already
dealing with the consequences. What was she going to do now? He
still covered her completely in his scent and his warmth from their lovemaking.
He�d gotten what he wanted: she could see now exactly why he seemed to pursue
it wherever they went. It was truly amazing. She was surprised he
didn�t pursue it more, now that she knew what it involved, how it felt.
But how long until he tired of their
intimacy, until he tired of her, and went to other women for this very
same thing? Would he even wait past the next village, she wondered, pain
crushing her, squeezing her heart into bits. Tears leaked slowly out of
her eyes. Gods, it was going to be so much worse now. It was going
to be so much harder to leave, now that she�d shared this with him. Why
had he pursued her so assiduously? Why couldn�t he have just given up
trying to seduce her so that she could have left him with at least some of her
heart still intact?
�Why didn�t you just leave me alone?� she
asked quietly, despairing, and she felt him stiffen above her.
Miroku stilled, the genuine sorrow
in her voice penetrating. He carefully withdrew from her warmth, pushing
himself up and turning her over so he could see her face as he knelt over
her. She lay passively, watching him, tears running across her face. �Sango�� he didn�t know what to do. She looked
completely defeated. Why? Had he been mistaken in her reaction, in her
enjoyment of this type of play? Was it something he had done? �Sango, please, don�t cry. What�s wrong? Please, what�s
wrong?� he rubbed a tear from her face with his thumb, frowning and worried.
She watched him look at her with such concern
in his eyes that it made her cry harder. Why did she always try to fool
herself? He was such a good man. Even though he was a lech, he was still devoted and compassionate, and she loved
him so much it was killing her.   �Why did you have to do this?� she
sobbed. �I would have been able to leave if you�d just left me alone! I
would have been able to leave�. �
�Leave? I don�t want you to leave!� he
frowned more deeply.
�But you don�t want me to stay, either!
You just wanted�you just wanted a woman. And I can�t stand to see when
you go to the next one, houshi, I just can�t�� her
voice broke. �Why didn�t you just leave me alone?!�
Understanding finally dawned and Miroku smiled tenderly and used his palm to brush her hair
out of her eyes. �Why didn�t I leave you alone?� he repeated, and sighed
softly. �I wish I could give you some deep, meaningful answer, but the
truth is that I�m just not that strong. I�m no where near strong enough to
resist you, Sango. It�s not that surprising
though, is it?� He asked, still smiling as he kissed her forehead. �After all,
how often can a man resist the woman he loves?�
Underneath him, Sango�s
tears slowed as her eyes stared into his, shocked.
�What did you just say?� she asked in a hushed
voice.
�I said that I love you, Sango.�
Miroku said gently, then leaned over and kissed the
tip of her nose playfully, wiping away the remaining tears.
�But�but you can�t. I mean,
the women and the groping and�you just married me to help out a friend, houshi! You don�t love me!� she said,
frantically. It was too much to hope for. He couldn�t really�
He smiled crookedly. �Sometimes, the fates
give us a second chance�� He looked at her seriously for a moment, �I thought
I�d lost you, Sango. I am not such an idiot to ignore
that blatant a reminder on the fleeting nature of life. I don�t want to
lose any more of the time we have left, love. I�m not that stupid. I want
to spend the rest of my life with the woman I love.�
She continued to watch him, looking
terrified, and he caressed her lips briefly with his own.
�Sango, I swear to
you, I will not stray. I will not betray you nor
my vows. I have no desire for any other woman but you.�
He finished in a whisper. �Can you not give this marriage a chance?
Please? Give me a chance to prove myself, Sango,
that�s all I ask.�
She stared up at him, eyes huge and
uncertain.
�Sango?� he
prompted, leaning his forehead on hers carefully, staring intently into her
eyes as his own once again twinkled a little. �Please? Who else can I
count on to slap me when it�s truly called for? I need you, Sango.�
Her eyes grew a bit misty. �Stupid houshi.� She
murmured, smiling slightly. She watched him intently as though she was trying
to look into his soul, and finally nodded slowly. �A chance,
then.� She said softly.
�And?� he asked, suddenly somewhat uncertain,
�Is there anything you wish to tell me of�your own feelings?�
She bit her lip, could she tell him?
She looked into his eyes again, seeing nothing but sincerity and worry.
�I love you so much I could die from it.� She finally whispered brokenly. �But Houshi, the other women��
��are a part of my past only.� he reiterated
firmly, a happy smile slowly breaking out on his face.
�Yes, but��
�Sango, if nothing
else right now, can you at least trust that I�m selfish enough to want every
ounce of enjoyment I can get out of this life? Over the last few months,
it�s become very clear that there is no enjoyment in life without you. �

She finally nodded, flushing as she continued
to stare at him with wondering eyes. Miroku
loved her?
Leaning over her, he smirked slightly.
�You know, we still have a while before your hour is up. Would you like
me to help you pass the rest of the time, as well?�
�Hentai.� Sango said, biting back a
watery smile and smacking him in the arm, He laughed again.
�Fine, we can talk. Although I honestly
believe the other way would be quite a bit more enjoyable.� She shook her
head at him, but when he sat up and looked down at himself, she couldn�t help
smiling at his grimace.
�Actually, I suppose we�ll need to be
spending some time cleaning ourselves up first, hmmm? Somehow, Sango, you make me forget about everything else. How
do you do that?�
She blushed, shrugging, and he walked across
the room, completely at home with his nude body, bringing back a small bowl of
water with a cloth from the opposite side. When he brought the damp cloth
in between her thighs, she started talking nervously.
�Miroku, � she blurted, �Do �do you really want to stay here when
Kagome may be in danger?�
�No, but I�d rather that than put you into
danger as well.� He said, concentrating on gently rubbing the soft cloth over
her intimately. �I can tell you�re not completely recovered, Sango. Let us just wait a little while here, until
you are up to your usual, fearless, demon slaying self, and then we can be of
actual help to our friends, yes?�
After a frustrated sigh, Sango
nodded. Only Miroku would be worried about the
exertions of a fight and yet somehow believe that lovemaking wouldn�t be
dangerous. Lech,
she thought fondly, and let Miroku carefully finish
cleaning her, albeit blushing madly the entire time. He took care of
himself with much less fanfare before assisting her in readjusting her wrinkled
clothing, finally handing over her neatly folded kimono, and wrapping his cloth
around his hips once more. After he sat down next to her, one hand
reached over to softly stroke her hair as she leaned against him.
�Soon, Sango. We�ll go search for Kagome soon.� He said, and
prayed under his breath for Inuyasha to return before
it became necessary.

A/N Finally, a
real live lemon! I know what you�re thinking�it�s an Inuyasha
and Kagome romance, and poor Inuyasha doesn�t even
get the girl first! But really, how could we have Miroku,
hentai extraordinaire, not get laid first? I
think the universe might explode or something if that happened.
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