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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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A/N Thank you for everyone who reviewed. It
so totally makes my day! And this chapter is dedicated to all the
wonderful people who�ve used the term �man whore� lately and made me laugh my
ass off.   As promised, LEMON coming up.

And one last thing. Okay, we�re all yaoi lovers here, right? I mean, you are not reading
this story unless you thought it was going to be interesting, and that means
you�re probably interested in yaoi. Well, I
just got a review from another site where the person actually didn�t read
yaoi, and just checked this out because she liked my
other story! And it turns out, she likes this one too!
Buahahahahahaha, I�ve converted someone to the
dark side! Yes!
Anyway, I know it�s a tiny thing, but it just tickled me so much I had to
share, heh.

Chapter 5 � Miroku the Man Whore
Miroku looked up into Inuyasha�s
eyes blankly, his mind dull with sleep.
�Inuyasha? Wha� are you doing?� Bleary and confused, he looked down at
himself and tried to understand what was happening.
He was laying on his kesa, and Inuyasha
was straddling his waist as he leaned over him.
Huh? How did we�?
Wait�
He was laying naked on his kesa and naked
Inuyasha was straddling his naked waist as he
leaned, still really, really naked, over him!!
Merciful Buddha save me.
�What are you doing!!?� He tried to scrabble out from underneath Inuyasha.
�Guess.� Inuyasha barely bothered to move as he
pressed down on Miroku�s shoulders with his hands and
clamped his legs over Miroku�s hips, effectively
keeping him pinned.
�But you can�t be!�
Looking positively offended, Inuyasha snorted. �Why the hell not? Ya think
I can�t get it up without the jackass around or somethin�?�
�No!! I just thought you� I didn�t think you�d� And how
the hell did you take off my clothes without waking me up!!?�
Smiling broadly, Inuyasha chuckled. �That
was easy. I put powdered skullcap on the food. Worked great, didn�t
it?�
�You drugged me?? What is wrong with you lately!
You�re sh-sharing and groping and- and now you�re drugging me so you can r-rape me in my
sleep????�
�I wasn�t going to have sex while you were konked
out! Shit, I�m not that much of an asshole!�
�You could have fooled me!�
�Look, baka, I just needed to take off your
clothes. Which I�ve done, so now I woke ya up because getting you naked isn�t much fun unless I get
to see you turn all red and stuff. � he laughed
again. �Like now.�
Flushing, Miroku
squirmed underneath Inuyasha�s hold. �Just great. That�s just lovely, Inuyasha.
You managed to take my clothes off and I�m blushing. I�m so happy I can
provide some entertainment for you! Will you get off me now!�
Inuyasha�s eyes narrowed as he stared at Miroku, and the monk stopped moving entirely. �Get
off?�
�As in �move away from my body.� This teasing you
keep doing, pretending to come after me all the time�it�s pissing me off!�

And it�s not fair to make me want you like this!
Inuyasha�s eyes narrowed even more.
�Teasing? Pretending?? Are you fucking blind?� He moved his
head towards Miroku.
�S-see! Now you�re doing it again. You keep
pinching me and sneaking looks under my robes and I know it�s just to play with
my head!�
Stopping, Inuyasha glared at him. �Miroku, I pinched your ass because I wanted
to. I looked under your robes at your ass because I wanted to, and
now, � his faced closed in until Miroku�s
vision was filled with angry golden eyes, �I�m going to fuck your ass
because I really, really want to. The only head I wanna mess with ain�t the one on
top of your neck, got it?�
Mouth open in surprise, Miroku wasn�t allowed to
respond before Inuyasha swooped down and devoured
him. His tongue thrust in and out, simulating what the man�s body obviously
wanted to do to Miroku's fairly soon, and Miroku started to harden. Damn, Inuyasha
could make a whore blush with that tongue!
Inuyasha released his mouth as his body slid down Miroku�s slightly.
�Inuyasha, h-how can you� �
�You talk too much, monk.� Releasing his shoulders, Inuyasha
leaned his elbows near Miroku�s head and buried his
hands in his hair as he pulled it out of its usual tail. His lips were
over Miroku�s in a blink, his body arching sleekly
over him. Sucking and nibbling and licking his way across Miroku�s mouth, he had Miroku
whimpering underneath him in moments.
Sexual haze clouding his brain, it took Miroku
almost 5 minutes before he realized that his arms were free. That�s right!
He could move them now. He�d better move them and make sure Inuyasha�
Oh crap he�s good at that�
He�d lift up his arms and shove and make sure Inuyasha�
Oooooooh yes, just like that.
�he�d better hang on to his hair and make sure Inuyasha
didn�t stop doing that amazing thing with his tongue, that�s what he�d better
do! He thrust his hands into the silver hair cascading around his head
and shoulders and pulled Inuyasha closer, returning
his kiss with abandon, thrusting his tongue back against him and thrusting his
hips forward in small, desperate jerks.
Inuyasha finally moved away from his mouth and
started swirling small designs against his skin as his tongue slowly traveled
down Miroku�s neck. He nipped at the sensitive
skin along his collar bone, licked his way across the rounded flesh of the houshi�s chest to suckle briefly at his nipples. He
laughed softly as they tightened under his attentions. Miroku arched towards the fantastic wet heat as it crawled
across his skin, gripping Inuyasha�s hair tightly as
he tried to encourage him to do more, and stay there, and move here, and just
not stop, ever, because something this good really needed to go on forever.

�You�re so pale, houshi.� Inuyasha
marveled as he drew away from Miroku, gently
disengaging the monk�s hands from his hair as he pushed the man�s legs apart
and knelt between them, reaching up to caress the flat planes of his
stomach. �Pale as white jade. It is so
fucking sexy.� Miroku watched, quivering, as Inuyasha smoothed his palms across his stomach, feeling the
hanyou�s palms rasp erotically against his
skin. He ran his hands in slow circles, working his way lower, slowly,
slowly, his claws just brushing up against the hair at the apex of Miroku�s thighs, stopping as Miroku�s
breath hitched at the contact.
�You�re so sensitive. Look at you�I bet all I have to do is this.� He
lazily inserted his own finger into his mouth and reached around to pull up on Miroku�s hips and slip his hand underneath. Leaning
down, he gently took the monk�s shaft completely into his mouth. His eyes
looked up at Miroku a moment, noting the man�s
flushed face and the hands that clenched fitfully at the fabric beneath him,
and he started to move. He sucked once, hard and fierce, as he drew his
mouth up the shaft, and thrust one finger smoothly into Miroku
at the same time.
Miroku came in Inuyasha�s
mouth, completely taken by surprise. Quivering aftershocks shook his body
from the small orgasm as Inuyasha drew his mouth from
Miroku, flicking him lightly with his tongue along
the way.
�Guess I was right.�   Licking his lips, Inuyasha
smiled at him.
How does he DO that?
�Ya know, I think I�d really like to see your face
this time.�
�hnnnnuh?� Miroku felt about as dazed as when he�d first woken up, and
he tensed when he felt Inuyasha�s finger still inside
him. He�d felt so good he hadn�t even noticed! It curled and
twisted, pressing against him and causing a deep, almost painful shock to shoot
into his groin. �Gods��
Watching his face, Inuyasha continued to smile,
grasping the back of Miroku�s thighs in each
hand. Miroku closed his eyes, enjoying the
shivers he got from the feel of Inuyasha�s palms
caressing the backs of his legs as the his fingers
made little circles along his inner thighs. He squirmed, starting to grow
hard again.
�I still can�t get over how fast you get hot, monk.� Miroku
flushed as Inuyasha leaned in slightly to continue. �Makes it so much easier to make you scream.�
�Inu-yasha, don�t ��
�You don�t wanna scream?� When Miroku tried to shake his head, ending up with a pathetic
kind of flop that fooled no one, Inuyasha shook his
head. �Sorry, you�re not driving the wagon tonight. You don�t get to make
the rules.� He licked another finger and slid his hand down Miroku�s
leg to rub it gently against his back entrance until it felt slippery and
wet. �And my rules say�you�re gonna scream.�

Rising to his knees suddenly, he grabbed both Miroku�s
legs again. He pulled up on his thighs until the monk�s hips were
completely off the ground, his knees starting to fall back towards his chest as
inuyasha tugged slightly, pulling his body even
higher.
�Inuyasha, what are you doing?!�
�This.� Inuyasha pushed hard into Miroku�s body, sliding in deep.
�Aaaaaaaaaah! Inu � ah ah ah Oh Gods, aaaaaa.� Inuyasha stayed
still, watching Miroku as he squirmed helplessly
within his hands.
�You feel so fucking good.� He groaned, pulling out and pushing back in
hard, bending Miroku�s legs back towards his stomach
as he thrust. �I can get so-damn- deep this way.�
�Inuyasha! Hhhnnnnnn� oh! OH SHIT!� Inuyasha
thrust again, holding Miroku�s legs high and still as
he started to pound into him quickly, changing his angle until his thrusts had Miroku�s eyes completely dilated and his mouth open as he
moaned incoherently.
�You are so fucking GOOD!� Inuyasha yelled, thrusting down into Miroku
frantically until Miroku came hard, his seed shooting
all over his own chest just as Inuyasha came into
him. The hanyou�s his head curved towards him,
and�
Miroku screamed, his legs pushing futilely against
Inuyasha�s hands a moment before the hanyou slumped over him. He stared up at Inuyasha, feeling his own cum dripping slowly over his
chest, and something else flowing down his thigh.
Something red and warm.
Something that looked exactly like blood dripping from the bruised spot
where Inuyasha had just fucking bitten him!
�Asshole,� he panted, breathing hard a moment as Inuyasha
pulled out of him and let his hips settle back onto the ground. �You bit
me. You stupid asshole, you bit me. Hurts.�
Miroku wished he had enough energy to lift his head
and glare at him, but he didn�t think he could move. Hell, Inuyasha was lounging in between his wide open legs,
staring his dick in the face, and he didn�t even have the energy to push him
away.
Inuyasha�s own voice was hoarse but, in Miroku�s opinion, unbearably smug at the same time. �Man,
you really are a baby about some things, aren�t ya.�
�I� pant, pant �am not!�
�Oh here, look, I�ll kiss it all better.� Inuyasha
proceeded to hold Miroku�s legs splayed open as he
lay between them and sucked at the small wound he�d made on Miroku�s
inner thigh. Miroku squirmed against his
hands.
�H-Hey, just leave it alone.� Inuyasha licked away
the small dribble of blood that had decorated the sensitive skin of his inner
thigh, and kissed the small blemish lightly one last time before he climbed up
to lay next to Miroku.
He threw his arm over Miroku�s chest, wiping at the
liquid there with the corner of the kesa for a
moment, and kissed the monk�s cheek before laying his head on the ground.
After a few minutes for his heart to finally return to a normal rhythm, Miroku turned his head to look at Inuyasha�s
relaxed face next to him.
�Why?� he whispered.
�Mmm?� Inuyasha turned his head and nuzzled Miroku�s
shoulder.
�Why�d you do it?�
Eyes opened to stare at him while the hanyou
smiled wickedly.
�Suppose you�ve just gotten under my skin.� Shrugging lightly as he reached
over to twirl a lock of Miroku�s hair around his
finger, Inuyasha flashed him a cheeky grin. �Guess
you�ll just have to put up with me for a while. Give me a bit to get you
out of my system, eh? � He laughed quietly and
rubbed Miroku�s head before closing his eyes.
�Go to sleep, idiot, and quit asking stupid questions.�
Out of his system? Well, that put him nicely in his
place. Miroku, the convenient fuck buddy until Inuyasha was through with him. How
painfully humiliating. He closed his eyes and grit
his teeth, trying not to let it get to him. Trying even harder not to
acknowledge how much Inuyasha�s words had lashed at
his stupidly hopeful soul. And why the fuck was he hoping for something
else, anyway? He didn�t want this, not any of it! He didn�t want Sesshoumaru or Inuyasha or
anything else that he hadn�t had before things had changed so completely.

And he certainly didn�t want Inuyasha to care for
him that way. Because that would be unbelievable
stupid. The utter pinnacle of idiocy.
Who�d want to be with a boorish, angry, insulting, stupid man like Inuyasha.
A person would have to be insane to want that.
Miroku wallowed silently for a minute before he
started to get angry.
If Inuyasha didn�t care for him at all, why was he
trying to fuck him all the time? Didn�t he have any respect for
him? It wasn�t as though he was a complete stranger, after all!
He�d thought he was his friend! You didn�t treat friends like that.
He should just back off and leave him the hell alone, like any normal, feeling
person would do, dammit.
Randy, uncaring,
idiot.
Just see if I let you try this again,
you callous asshole. Hmmph.

Over the following three weeks, Miroku learned
that wanting to keep Inuyasha away and actually doing
it were two very different, pretty much incompatible, things. So far, not a day
had gone by where Inuyasha didn�t find some way to
get to Miroku. He still snuck up on him to
pinch his ass, but he�d grown much more stealthy, and serious, about his
pursuit of Miroku for other activities.
The girls went to a market for fresh vegetables and the moment they were out
of sight Inuyasha had pinned Miroku
against a tree and proceeded to screw him silly. A wound of Sango�s became infected and while she rested with Kaede and Kagome went through the well to fetch more of her
medicines, Inuyasha bent him over the well and
pounded into him until he came, screaming.
He was never going to be able to look at the stupid well again without
blushing, dammit.
The most annoying time had been at a hot spring. Why is it that I always get screwed the most at hot springs? They�d camped next to
one late in the afternoon, and Inuyasha had instantly
lobbied for the men to get the first turn. Miroku
had found it impossible to refuse without making the girls suspicious that something
might be going on. And once he�d neared the water, Inuyasha
had jumped him and made him cum three fucking times! He�d been so
exhausted he�d fallen asleep before supper and didn�t wake up until after
breakfast.
And then he�d found out that the previous night had been the new moon, and Inuyasha had effectively prevented his one chance a month
that he might have been able to get some of his own back at the hanyou.
Asshole.
It was just so crazy! Every moment Miroku
was alone, he�d been licked or blown or taken �or all three. Hell, Inuyasha had even snuck over to Miroku
at night once when everyone was asleep. He�d held his hand over Miroku�s mouth and simply caressed him all over until he�d
come with a muffled scream. Then he�d kissed him lightly on the lips and
left him there to go back to guarding them from his tree.
Miroku still wasn�t sure what had prompted that
last one.
Inuyasha�s constant attentions, combined
with his flippant, uncaring words the one time Miroku
had screwed up the courage to ask about why he did these things, were making Miroku feel - used. The sad fact was, Inuyasha was using him for sex
until he wasn�t interested anymore. What did that make Miroku? A whore? A male whore? A man whore?
Except at least whores were paid. He was more
like a male concubine, one without any choice in the matter. It was so
humiliating, especially because even feeling that way,
he couldn�t keep himself from getting aroused, not even if he tried. And
he didn�t even bother trying these days.
It felt so good when Inuyasha touched
him. It was, without a doubt, the best physical experience in the
world. Up there with Inuyasha
and Sesshoumaru touching him at the same time.
He didn�t want to be used and he didn�t want to feel like some sex toy, but he
didn�t want to have Inuyasha stop touching him
either. He really didn�t know what he�d do when that happened, when Inuyasha was finally tired of his body and
just�stopped. The thought was so painful at this point that he thought it
might very well break him.
He couldn�t say no to him. He really couldn�t, not that Inuyasha would probably listen if he did. Laying in the dark camp as everyone slept nearby, he closed
his eyes and tried to pretend that he wasn�t on the verge of tears.
What could he do? What was he supposed to do?
Miroku stiffened as he felt Inuyasha
creep up next to him. Eye opened wide, he stared at him, suddenly finding
the anger that had escaped him for so many weeks. He was furious. Stupid bastard, ready to relieve himself on Miroku
without one, fucking bit of concern about how Miroku
actually felt. Fucking bastard!
�Miroku,� Inuyasha asked
softly, �Are you all ri-�
�Get away from me!� Miroku whispered, slapping at
the hand on his arm as he propped himself up and pushed away from him. �You�ll
just have to find someone else to screw tonight.�
�What?� Inuyasha�s ears flattened against
his head as he stared down at Miroku.
�You can�t keep doing this! You can�t j-just use me and throw me away
when you�re done. I won�t let you do that.�
�What?! What are you ��
�Just�� he looked into Inuyasha�s face and felt
himself start to lose his strength of purpose, �Maybe you should just... � He faltered and felt bile start to creep up the back
of his throat as he realized he was failing. He couldn�t stop now or he
might never get the chance to make Inuyasha leave him
alone! If he didn�t do that, he didn�t think he was going to
survive. It already hurt so much�
�M-maybe I should just leave the group.� He finished, startling
himself. He hadn�t realized he was going to say that.
Inuyasha stared at him a moment and then growled
low. Picking him up so fast Miroku couldn�t
even yell, he ran away from camp. He ignored Miroku�s protests and curses until they were well over a
mile away, and then dumped Miroku on the
ground.
�You wanna say that again, monk?� he growled,
glaring at him and breathing hard.
Miroku took a moment to stand up unsteadily.
He looked down and concentrated on brushing at the dried leaves and twigs that
were now stuck to his robes.
�Miroku, � Inuyasha
warned, and Miroku cleared his throat and
looked up.
He�s so beautiful.
�I- I said that maybe I should leave.   Aaaaah!� He yelled as Inuyasha grabbed his arms and slammed him against the
nearest tree.
�I. Don�t. Fucking. Think. So.�
Oh shit�
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