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A/N Well, no lemon for ya�ll today. Sorry,
I�m sick as a dog right now, and the chapter is done except for the
lemon. It�s been long enough to wait for an update, so I�m posting this
and then next chapter will just be the lemon and nothin�
but the lemon. Anyway, I�ll try to get to the next update ASAP.
Also, the previous chapter has been re-edited. No major plot points changed, just dialogue and inner thoughts, some smoothing
out, etc� Maybe a couple of extra funny bits here and there.
I wanted to thank
everyone who has reviewed and made this such a lot of fun to write. THANK YOU!
And thank you to
the reviewer who reminded me to put this sucker in the general category!
I�d been meaning to do so once Mir and San started playing much larger roles
than first intended, and then forgot all about it!

Chapter 28 � Payback�s a Bitch, but She Sure is
Sexy

Miroku dumped Sango onto the
futon, following her down and pinning her almost immediately. Yet another
corner of his anger crumbled away as his brain was occupied with contemplating
the new position. Holding her hands above her head and kneeling over her
hips definitely brought back fond memories.
As he felt Sango
buck under him, cursing and trying to break free, d�j� vu reared again, and
with it came thoughts of what he�d done the last time he�d had her like this.
Compared to some of the things they�d participated in since then, that night
had been fairly tame, almost innocuous, actually. Of course, as far as he
could tell from the state of his dick, the relative innocence of that encounter
hardly mattered. Any memory of touching Sango
heated him up immediately. Watching as she fought him furiously, he
almost sighed.
In front of him was a perfect example of the
true reason that Sango usually kicked his ass: she
had an almost supernatural ability to maintain her anger at an inordinately
high level. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn�t manage that level
of fury and direct it at the lovely woman below him for more than a minute or
two. It simply wasn�t possible. Frankly, how any man could stay angry for
long at a beautiful woman was beyond his ability to comprehend. He had
certainly never been able to manage it.
Of course, the differences in their
respective tempers might be due to something entirely different. Quite
possibly, it had something to do with their�approach. Being held down was
making Sango so angry that she was writhing and
yelling for all she was worth. From his standpoint, that wasn�t a bad
thing; Sango writhing and yelling underneath him
rather turned him on. He wished it provoked the same reaction in Sango, but currently, his hardening against her only seemed
to spawn more� writhing and yelling. Which of course turned him on more
and the whole mess eventually led him, if he was lucky, to the place he wanted
to go every time he looked at Sango anyway and who
could stay angry when they contemplated going there?
Maybe there�s something in this vicious
little circle that I should examine someday.
He tried to revive his fury, hoping to even
the emotional playing field somewhat, and was shocked to realize that it hadn�t
subsided as much as he�d first thought. Yes, it still seemed to be simmering
nicely inside. How amazing. And here he was just thinking that he�d
never manage to get a nice rage going over a woman�s actions. I
suppose it just needed the right trigger. Learn something new everyday.
So, now that he knew it was there�what was he going to do about it? So many
sexual acts they hadn�t done yet, and that wasn�t even
considering the elaborate scenarios he�d imagined as he was trying to undo the
damn restraint around his wrists. That sort of activity gave rise to all
manner of vengeful thoughts, especially when he�d had to not only pull the knot
apart with his teeth, but do it with a damn obi already in his mouth!
The sheer number of possibilities made him
dizzy. At least he knew obi were going to play a large role�and he rather
like the one with feathers, scented oil, multiple orgasms, and frankly, he was
sure he could think of something to do with that silky brown dessert the
same color as Sango�s eyes. Chocolate, wasn�t
that what Kagome called it?   However, what he planned in the heights
of fury and frustration and what he would actually do when Sango
was in front of him were two entirely different things.
Well, possibly. He was rather proud of
that bit with the feathers and the oil. The chocolate bore thinking about
for future endeavors, as well. Truly, the day he didn�t try out a sexual
fantasy he�d devised was the day he died, and that was the end of it.
He�d simply have to wait to try them out until another day.
He didn�t have any chocolate nearby, after
all.
As it stood now, anger churned through his
insides at the memory of what Sango had done and he
growled slightly. She continued to struggle and he deliberately narrowed
his eyes, trying to look threatening. It was almost amazing how easy it
was to accomplish: he felt threatening right now.
�Stay still.� She paused a moment, surprised,
before he felt her muscles tense in preparation of a another
struggle. He leaned down, his face cold. �Don�t. I honestly need a
moment to collect myself, Sango, or this will not
end well.� She stared at him warily and actually listened, remaining
quiet and still as he rested his forehead on hers and took a few deep breaths.
Damn she smelled good.
How irritating that he could still notice
that.
�So, � the words were drawn out of him slowly
as he raised his head, � my dear, dear Sango, would
you care to tell me just what the hell you thought you were doing?!!�
After a moment of frozen silence, based
largely at her shock over the volume Miroku�s voice
attained, Sango�s eyes narrowed fiercely up at
him. Somehow, Miroku thought in the back of his
mind, I think she�s much better at that look than I am.
�What was I doing? I was paying you
back for your constant groping, you lecherous, lying pervert!�
�Paying me back?� For which
time? �I beg to differ. That went way beyond equivalent
remuneration, Sango. Your idea of revenge
covered whatever minor wrongs I�ve done you and then continued growing until it
put you in debt to me.�
All right, I need something to keep her
from thinking about that one too closely. He thought quickly. Aaah, that would be perfect.
�How do you feel about starting to work your
debt off tonight, hmmm?� He thrust against her suggestively and she
growled, starting to struggle again.
�There is no way you are getting to touch me
tonight, monk, so don�t even think about it!�
�Too late for that. I passed mere thoughts half an hour ago, thanks to
your little game. I�m well into detailed fantasies, at this point.� He
felt himself growing larger and grit his teeth. Stupid, disobedient
prick, he thought. He was angry with her, that
alone should give him more control than a 12 year old boy witnessing his first
nude woman. Too bad it didn�t. As usual, anger and Sango made for a happy penis.
Actually, pretty much anything and Sango made for a happy penis. Damn, talk about obsessed.
�You can just keep your hands and your
fantasies to yourself, you ass-grabbing idiot! If you come anywhere near
me, I swear I�ll cut it off!� she gestured with her eyes at his groin rather
pointedly.
Anger bubbled up once more as he contemplated
her words and fought to hang onto his control. She really meant it?
She was denying him sex? For the second time in one night, no less!
�Sango, do you even
realize that I don�t care about being tied up?� he asked through clenched
teeth. Her squirming ceased and he took that as a �no.�
�You were angry and wanted a little revenge,
fine. I can even admire the cleverness involved. However, � his voice lowered to a growl, �using sex as some sort of
punishment is�.unacceptable.
�I wasn�t using sex as a punishment!� Sango protested.
�Oh no? What would you call it? You put your
hands on me, made certain promises you had absolutely no intention of
fulfilling, and then left me there to suffer. You don�t call that using
sex as a tool for vengeance?�
�No! I was just angry and�and you were
being such a deceitful pervert, and I wanted to- I
wanted you to feel as pissed off as you made me!�
�You should feel proud then. You�ve
quite definitely achieved your goal.� He brought his face down again and
whispered into her ear. Not being able to see his face always seemed to
throw her off, and he really wanted to push his advantage right now.
�Deliberately leading me on and then denying me was a very effective weapon.
It was painful and frustrating and totally infuriating.� He drew her
earlobe slowly into his mouth and nipped at it slightly before letting go.
�So now that you have what you wanted, is it
everything you were hoping for.� He asked softly, nuzzling the side of her
neck.
�No�� she said weakly.
�No?�
�I mean, I didn�t want this.� She said,
shaking her head and trying to pull it away from his heated mouth. Her
voice strengthened. �And I wasn�t trying to lead you on, you stupid houshi. I just, I was curious, all right?�
Raising a dubious eyebrow, Miroku pulled back until he was just close enough to see
her pupils dilating. �Are you certain? You weren�t getting satisfaction
from the fact that you�re able to affect me so and then just leave me
hanging?� She blushed slightly, looking away from him.   �I
thought so. Sango, if there is any realm in our
marriage where I have a large advantage, it�s this one. You don�t want to
engage me in this manner.�
He was a bit surprised he wasn�t
blushing. Even for as talented a liar as himself, that last falsehood was
a bit of a stretch. Not that he wasn�t above planting
the idea in Sango�s head that he�d always win at any
sexual contretemps between them. It was a pathetic fallacy on his
part, but he�d cling to it for as long as he could. Because if she ever
realized that the only advantage he had was experience, something she was going
to be gaining rapidly if he had anything to say about it, then he was in deep
trouble. His wife could turn him into a compliant, mindless idiot with
just a look, after all. The moment she discovered that was going to be a
dark, dark day.
Or a really sex filled one. He could always
hope, couldn�t he?
As he felt her start to wriggle again, he
smiled suggestively. �Thinking of some fantasies of your own, love?� she
growled and stopped moving as he continued to smile. Looking down at her, he
grew serious for a moment �Sango, you do understand
that if your actions had been unintentional, or if you had simply changed your
mind, I would have no complaints? It wouldn�t have been pleasant, but it
happens. What I truly cannot tolerate is the deliberation of your
actions. It�s cruel to make promises to a man when you know you have no
intention of following through.�

Now it was her turn to glare at him, which
was getting a little difficult as he refused to move away more than a few
inches from her face. She tried to control her breathing, achieving limited
success. She was so angry, and she hated the fact that she was starting
to feel nervous and a little guilty as well. Stupid
monk.
Holding her down and hovering over her, Miroku was doing a very good impression of �looming.�
It shouldn�t be affecting her at all. She�d never really been
impressed by the type of man who tried to encroach on her personal space that
way and get in her face. Heck, even demons didn�t make her feel this odd
sensation of nervous worry. She had to admit, though, when a man, who just
happened to be your husband, was pissed off and naked and in your face,
it was just a little bit intimidating, not that she�d ever let him know that.
Actually, the very fact that he�d managed to
fluster her made her even angrier.
�Cruel? I know all about that.
After all, you do it to me all the time.� Sango bit
out, seeing the surprise on his face as he processed her words.
�I do no such thing!� He sat up
slightly in shock. How could she even accuse him of such a thing? He hated
teases. He certainly never started something without the intention, if
not always the hope, of finishing. He, Miroku,
had to be as far from a tease as it was physically possible to be.
�Yes, you do. What do you think you
were doing the whole way here to the village? Wasn�t that using sex as a
weapon?�
�No! How can you even think that?�
�Well, didn�t you �put your hands on me� and
leave me there to suffer, too?� she accused.
�Wha-?� Still for a moment, he smiled suddenly, leaning
in until their noses almost touched, looking straight into her eyes. �You liked
it.� He said in amazement. Sango�s heart jumped
into her throat as she realized what she�d just said.
�N-no I didn�t!�
�You liked it.� He repeated softly, still
grinning, his eyes starting to twinkle for the first time since they�d entered
the room. �I had no idea.�
�B-but you said you could feel- You said you knew!�
Miroku shook his head, shrugging. �I lied.� As her mouth
dropped open, he smiled. �You think I can actually feel how slippery and
hot you are through all those layers of clothes you wear? I�m flattered,
but even I�m not that good.� Sango
blushed furiously. �Now I know why you were so angry though, hmmm?
I hit the peg right in the middle when I said you were hot as a little
fire.� He laughed again and she tried to bring up her hands to hit
him.
�Stop laughing at me!�
�I�m not, Sango.�
He said, calming slightly. She liked it! �I�m laughing at us,
sweetheart.� He took a deep breath and to her surprise he let her go.
Moving carefully off her body, he knelt down next to her and bowed his head to
the floor.
�I give you my sincere apologies for what you
had to suffer during the trip here. I had no intention of making you feel so
unhappy and uncomfortable.� The warmth of his voice soothed her frazzled
senses as she sat up and watched him, his naked back shining in the
candlelight. However, just as she was about to smile at his sweet
apology, he went on. �Next time, I will make certain we send the others on
ahead so we can relieve whatever discomfort has arisen as a result of my
attentions. No matter how many times it takes, no matter how hard, or
soft, it becomes, no matter � OW!�
Miroku rubbed his head where Sango
had thumped him and looked up to see her scowling face.   �Can you not
be a hentai for just a few minutes?� she asked, annoyed
but feeling a little more at ease after his ridiculous display.
�just what he�d been hoping
for.
He looked up at the ceiling as though he was
thinking about her question, then turned and let his eyes run from her toes up
to her face. �Do you know, where you�re involved, I don�t think I can.�
he said, and jumped her, knocking her back onto the futon.
�Miroku!�
�What?� he said from above her.
�Darling, if I�m no longer angry or holding a grudge, a miracle in and of
itself after the last hour of my life, surely you can let go of your upset as
well, yes?� She stared up at him, feeling his body pressing down on hers,
the now familiar heat creeping along her skin wherever he touched.
He leaned forward and kissed her, delicately
tasting her lips with his tongue before sliding it deeply inside.
She could always kick his ass later, she
thought vaguely as her mind started focusing on Miroku�s
lips and his hands as opposed to his recent actions. For now�she kissed
him back, sliding her hands up over his back, soothing the scratches she�d made
earlier. Playing with the slickness of his tongue as he withdrew, she
felt a familiar suction as soon as her own tongue peeked into his mouth.
He really did like to suck on her tongue
�Miroku,� she said
a little breathlessly after a few minutes, fighting hard to reclaim her
sentience as she pushed him away slightly. �Um�I was thinking- That is, Kagome mentioned something that, that I
wanted to try�.�
Tilting his head, he blinked. �You
wish to try something?�
She blushed and nodded, her teeth caressing
her lip a moment before she spoke again. �Kagome was telling me about something
that she�that we�ve never done.   I was just�wondering if I could�try
it.�
Miroku paused only a moment, calculating rapidly. Kagome
had suggested something? What did those two talk about when they were
alone??
�Is this something sexual?� he asked. He
didn�t want any misunderstandings at this point. At her nod, he smiled
happily. �Anything you�d care to do would be my pleasure.�
Literally.
She smiled back at him, nervously trying to
figure out what, exactly she was supposed to do next�.

xxxxxxx
Kagome watched Inuyasha,
concerned. The moment they�d stepped into the hallway to walk back to
their room, he�d looked flushed. Could he be getting a fever? she wondered. As they progressed down the hall, his
breathing grew slightly ragged, his steps awkward, and his hands fidgeted at at the front of his hakama as
though he were in pain. Maybe he ate something bad? He closed his
eyes and clenched his fists for a moment, ears flattening against his head, and
she fretted. What was wrong with him? Was it something�serious?
Could it be related to whatever had happened
during his capture? They hadn�t talked about it yet. She didn�t
even know why Miroku and Inuyasha
had been taken. Both the men had seemed so reluctant to discuss it that
she and Sango hadn�t pushed. They didn�t want
to upset them that soon after something like that, although she was determined
to pry it out of him before too much longer. Especially if he was having
some sort of reaction to it.
�Inuyasha?� he
turned and looked at her, face tense, �Um, are you all right?�
�I�m fine.� He bit out, huffing
unintelligibly under his breath.
�But you seem like you�re in pain. Is
something wrong?�
Growling, he whipped around and kept
walking. �It�s nothing. Everything�s just fucking great. Abso-fucking-lutely wonderful.�
She stared at his back, faltering. Oooookay.
So, whatever it was, as usual he didn�t want to talk about it. At times
like these she really missed those beads of his, she thought on a sigh. She
followed behind him, carrying Shippou in her arms as
the kitsune had passed out during dinner.
Hearing their door slide open with a loud thwack, she hurried to catch up,
slipping inside and closing the door herself to avoid any further damage to
their host�s property. She laid her charge down on one of their futons
before turning to find Inuyasha pacing back and forth
across the room.
�Kagome, � he
started to say, and then flinched as Sango suddenly
screamed loudly enough for Kagome to hear her through the walls.
�Sango!� she turned and started
to run towards the door until Inuyasha caught her by
the waist and pulled her back. �Inuyasha, what
are you doing? Let me go; Sango�s in trouble!�
�No, she ain�t.� he
muttered, holding on to her with minimal effort. Before she could say
anything in response, she heard Miroku cry out as
well. She slumped back against Inuyasha,
flushing. That particular sound, especially combined with Sango screaming, was terribly familiar.
�They aren�t��
�Yeah, they sure as hell are.�
�But�he was so furious with her!�
�And now he ain�t, big fucking
surprise. Told you this was all we�d have to worry about.�
Kagome stood leaning against her husband,
subtly aware of the hard feel of him behind her, his woodsy smell surrounding
her seductively. He pulled her closer for a moment, burying his face in
her hair. What was it with his seeming eternal fascination with her hair?
Something hard and firm pushed against her back and the light suddenly dawned.
�You�ve been hearing them all this time,
haven�t you?� she said, thinking back to his odd behavior and, most
importantly, his constant fidgeting with the front of his hakama.
He blew against her hair and sighed. �Ever since we left the damn food.� He growled low in his
chest, and she giggled slightly. Poor Inuyasha,
how difficult it must be to have heightened senses at a time like this.
�Feeling a little�uncomfortable?� she teased,
tilting her head back slightly as reached back for his ears.
Shuddering at the feel of her hands, he
growled again. �Unless you want me to take you right now in front of the
damn fox, cut it out, Kagome.� She laughed and drew her hand back down.
Teasing Inuyasha was kind of fun.
They both stiffened as they heard a loud
groan from next door. Kagome felt her face grow bright and red as she
heard a feminine moan answering, and the sounds were only getting louder.

�Fucking A, not
again.� Inuyasha muttered, and Kagome pushed out of
his arms. One moment of sounds was a little embarrassing. This�audio
voyeurism was too much.
�I- I- I think I need to go use the hot springs, Inuyasha.� Kagome said quickly, �I�ll be back�later. A lot later.�
�Not without me you won�t.� he said a little
desperately, his ears flattening as Sango�s voice
rose in pitch. Tripping in their haste to gather the things they�d need
for the springs, they completed the task with impressive speed, almost running
as they exited the room.
Inuyasha growled as he trotted behind Kagome.
Freakin� hentai,
the both of them. I
can�t believe they�re chasing me out of my own damn room.
Yeah. said his
conscience, how terrible. Will the horror never end? We�re forced to abandon
the room with the kitsune to go out to the hot springs, alone, with
our wife.
Inuyasha stumbled.
�alone?
Well, unless Kirara
suddenly decides to tag along, looks like it.
I�m going to the hot springs with Kagome, alone.
Kinda renews one's faith in the Gods, doesn't it?
I am going to go to a place where Kagome
has every intention of getting completely naked and wet, and there�ll be no one
around but me. Inuyasha grinned as he followed his wife down the hall. If
this is as great as I think it�s gonna be, I swear I
am naming my first born after one of those two! I LOVE that lecherous
bastard!
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