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Death or Little Death, that is the Question	By : szaugg Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 21642 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Summary
A yaoi romantic comedy (ie. a shounen-ai with more sex, LOL). Sesshoumaru could make even a stone have an orgasm, and Miroku was now in a position to know. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, or maybe the right place at the right time. He can't decide. And what is Inuyasha going to think of all of this? It's certainly not what Miroku expects! Pairings are Sessh/Mir, Inu/Mir, and Sessh/Inu/Mir.
A/N
A brief apology to start off with: I know there are errors in this story. However, my new computer's word program has some hissy with formating here, so I am not correcting them. I'm really sorry, I'm just not motivated enough to transfer this sucker to a new computer just to manage the changes I'd need. Oh, and for those who wish to know, even though you'll be missing out on the story, waah, here's the run down on the smut and lemons:
Ch. 1 - Sesshoumaru/Miroku Lemon
Ch. 2 - Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha/Miroku oral/anal playtime
Ch. 3 - Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha/Miroku Lemon
Ch. 5 - Inuyasha/Miroku Lemon
Ch. 6 - Inuyasha/Miroku Jealousy Lemon
Ch. 9 - Inuyasha/Miroku Oral
Ch. 11 - Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha/Miroku Massive Lemon of Doom
And, of course, sexual innuendo's, situations, and messing around occur in all the other chapters, anyway, heh.



     Chapter
1 � Miroku�s Dilemma

Miroku sighed as he leaned back in the hot springs in
contentment. While it would have been better with the women in there with
him, he couldn�t deny that it was extremely pleasurable to simply soak in the
heated water and let his mind drift. The others wouldn�t be back for days
yet, what with tests and grave revisiting to be taken care of. His own
personal laziness had ensured that he wasn�t about to accompany Sango to her old home, not when Shippou
would preclude any chance of being alone with the sexy taiji-ya.
A true shame, that.
He stiffened suddenly as he felt an extremely strong demonic aura fill the
area, and he opened his eyes to leap for his staff and clothing when he saw Inuyasha�s brother on the opposite bank, staring at
him.   Shit. He�d seen the cold taiyoukai
in action before; there was no way he would be able to reach his staff before
he was cut in two. Not that he�d be able to defeat him in any case.
He might have had a chance with the kazaana, but it
was still healing from that damn mantis cut, so the only way he�d use it was if
the end was near. It was the least he could do for his friends before he
died. The tension in his belly grew as the great lord simply stared at
him in silence.
�You are Inuyasha�s monk.� He said slowly in his
monotone voice.
Miroku merely nodded, watching him. What did
he want?
�This Sesshoumaru had plans to make use of these
springs. Leave.�
Eye wide, Miroku turned and immediately pushed himself out of the springs. If he was going to live to
be another day older, merely by cutting his bath short, it was a small price to
pay. He was brought up short by a hand around his ankle. He gulped hard
and looked down to see Sesshoumaru�s pale, claw
tipped hand holding his leg in an unyielding grip.
�On second thought, I can make use of you as well, human.� The hand yanked,
knocking Miroku�s feet out from under him so that he fell face first into the dirt. Oh Gods, what the
hell! Is he going to eat me? He couldn�t think of anything else
and he scrabbled a moment at the dirt underneath him as he was dragged with
obscene speed back into the springs. He was going to die; there was no
doubt in his mind.
His foot was released as he fell fully into the water, and instead Sesshoumaru�s arm went around his waist, clamping his arms
to his sides as he dragged him back against the already nude inu youkai. Shit! He
wouldn�t be able to use his kazaana in this
position. He couldn�t even undo the beads! He froze in terror,
expecting a bite to rip out his throat at any moment. His mind started
noticing random things in it�s panic over his upcoming
last moments. Who knew taiyoukai speed could be used for disrobing?? And why the
hell is he naked, anyway? Oh Gods, he probably didn�t want to get the
damn thing dirty with all the blood I�m about to spill!
His panic changed completely as he felt Sesshoumaru
harden against his buttocks.
�Woah! Wait, I
don�t think- I- wha-?� he
couldn�t form a coherent thought aside from �Big naked aroused demon!!�
What in Blessed Buddha�s name was going on??
�I am in need of relief, monk. You will provide it. I can tell
that bastard has yet to make use of you.� he commented as Miroku
stiffened completely.
�Use of me? Use of me??
Wha- what exactly do you mean, use of me?� he knew
his voice was high and squeaky, and there was simply no fucking way he could
change it. Sesshoumaru couldn�t possibly mean
that the way it sounded, could he?
�I am certain my meaning is quite clear.� Was that a smirk in Sesshoumaru�s voice? That sounded exactly like a
smirk. Which it couldn�t be, because he knew the youkai never smirked.
�I- I�m certain you wouldn�t want to, to sully yourself with a human, my
lord. A youkai of your standing must have
dozens of beautiful youkai lining up to, eh, service
you.� All right, so he was sucking up to the demon lord. Hell, anyone
would kiss ass if they found themselves in a position like this!!
�There is no shortage of willing youkai.� He
confirmed. �Although the numbers are more in the
hundreds than dozens.� Oh lovely, the Great Taiyoukai
of the Western lands was telling him about his legions of sexual offers. Fantastic.
�Of course, considering that they are currently far to the West, you will
have to do for now.� There it was again! He was �voice smirking� at
him! Miroku stiffened even further as he felt
the male behind him lean in slightly and inhale against his hair.
Sesshoumaru is holding me captive and
he�s naked and oh dear gods I think he�s planning to DO me! SHIT!
About to do his level best to bull shit his way out of the situation, if it
was at all possible, Miroku grunted as he was
suddenly shoved up against a low rock of the hot springs. Before he could catch his
breath, his arms were released and a clawed hand shoved hard on his back,
slamming his chest and stomach forward onto the boulder underneath him.
He panicked, frantically pushing upward as he tried to escape the pressure
against his back. He could feel Sesshoumaru�s
legs against his own, preventing him from kicking, or doing fucking anything
with them at all.
�Let go!� he finally yelled, a part of him angry at his own lack of
eloquence even as the rest of him screamed �a guy
is about to fuck me up the ass, GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!�   He
struggled some more, only succeeding in scraping and bruising himself against
the rock he was propped on, and finally realized that nothing was
happening. The ripping pain he�d been terrified of hadn�t happened.
Which freaked him out. C�mon, the youkai had him naked and bent over in front of him. I
mean, how many ways can I really take this?
He stopped moving and took a few slow breaths to try and keep panic at
bay. He could get through this. Whatever �this� was, he could
survive it�hopefully. Okay, doubtfully, but that thought wasn�t really
conducive to the whole �keeping panic at bay� quest, so he�d dump that thought
quickly and go back to breathing deeply and keeping his mind completely blank
and not thinking at all of the huge, naked�oh shit, was that Sesshoumaru�s dick pressing against his ass????

Breath, breath, breath, don�t panic, don�t panic,
don�t panic!
�You have calmed finally, monk?� came the voice from behind him, speaking as
calmly as if he was asking about the fucking weather!
�Certainly. Now if you could just let me up
for a moment, I�m sure I could�� Miroku shivered
slightly as he heard the tayoukai chuckle. That�s
just plain scary.
�I�m certain you could as well. However, you will remain where you
are.� Miroku felt the hand on his back move and he
tensed to jump up and run only to have the hand slam down suddenly, knocking
the breath out of him. �I said you will remain where you are, human,
irregardless of the presence of my hand. If you try to leave, if you try
to move away from this position in any way, I will kill you.�
Miroku closed his eyes as he felt that damn hand
move off his back again. Stupid, arrogant prick thought he�d just lay
here and let him fucking take him? Lay here like a good little boy and let
him do whatever ever he wanted just to keep from getting killed?
So, all right, that�s exactly what he was going to do, but it was immensely
irritating that the western lord expected him to do it. But hell, just because
he knew he would die young didn�t mean he was prepared to die now!
Did keeping himself alive make him a coward? He didn�t think so!
It�d be a different thing it someone else had to pay the price for his
compliance, but if it was just himself putting up with a little pain and
humiliation, well, he�d still be alive, right? Hopefully,
anyway. Crap, wouldn�t that just be the icing on the cake, to lay like a lamb to the slaughter and then have his head cut
off anyway.
�You won�t kill me if I don�t move?� he asked as he lay face down over the
rocks, feeling the hand come all the way off his back.
�I did not say that.�
�W-well then why the hell should I do a damn thing!�
Now he remembered why Inuyasha always called him
an asshole.
�Because I might not kill you if you don�t move.� Oh, in
that case� Damn. He contemplated for a moment, decided that some
chance was better than none, and cursed to himself as he laid
quietly. He whined internally at the hard-as-hell rocks that dug into his
stomach.
He shivered slightly as he felt Sesshoumaru�s hand
touch his back again and slide down it to caress the cheek of his ass. Sango would laugh her ass off, he thought,
gritting his teeth at the sensation of a masculine hand slowly squeezing and
releasing first one cheek and then the other. Laugh. Her. Ass. Off. He
shivered again and clenched his fists slightly as the same warm, almost
femininely soft hand slid inward slightly and the pad of one finger ran slowly
down his crack.
That felt�not half bad, actually.
Woah, he had not just thought that, had
he?   Of course not. There was no way
he was going to enjoy one single moment of this encounter. He was not
gay. He loved women, not men. Women only, and the more women there
were, the better the experience would be. Frankly, he could sleep under a
blanket made entirely of naked women every day for the rest of his life and
that would be fine with him.
He felt the warm finger run all the way down to the rear of his balls and he
shivered a little more violently, feeling his balls pull up towards his body
slightly. What the hell? Damn, that felt practically---good.
�You�re form is not entirely unpleasing to the eye.� Sesshoumaru
said quietly, running his hand across Mrioku�s
buttocks again.
�Thanks�I think.� Miroku muttered, feeling himself flush slightly. Idiot.
He wasn�t sure if he was talking to himself or the arrogant taiyoukai
who had a little more skill with his hands than Miroku
had been prepared for. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore what was
happening to him.
Meditation! That would do it!
He focused on his breathing, concentrating, letting himself
drift and focus at the same time as the world fell away.
Breath.
Breath.
Breath.
Breath.
Breath.
Oh thank the Gods this was actually working. He could get through this
without any more awareness than the fact that some man had touched his
ass. That wouldn�t be so bad� It certainly hadn�t hurt yet.
Actually, that last moment had felt rather nice and�shit, he was losing his
concentration! Oh great, lovely way to focus, you lecherous ass!

Speaking of ass�
Sesshoumaru had obviously been working on
something while Miroku had been� away� because when
he started to push one had-to-be larger-than-it-looked finger inside Miroku, it slowly stretched his entrance with a slickness
that he knew wouldn�t normally be possible. He squealed at the
sensation.
Squealed. Like a girl. How
humiliating.
When the finger was all the way in and the rest of the youkai�s
hand was resting on his ass, rubbing slightly, Miroku
barely managed to hold back a moan. Son of a bitch, if it felt this way
with just a teeny little finger, it was going to hurt like hell in a few
minutes. Miroku brought up his arms and covered
his head with them to avoid his instinctive urge to push away whether he
courted death or not. He wasn�t looking forward to this�
He failed to hold back the next moan as the finger inside curled and he felt
his dick jerk in response.
Okay, so that was unexpected.
And it felt good. It absolutely, positively felt good.
Holy Crap, I�m getting turned on by a guy.
He sighed in relief as the finger, the curling, cursed, really good feeling
finger, was slowly withdrawn. Actually, if he thought about it,
technically he wasn�t actually being turned on by a man. It was really
just a finger, wasn�t it? He was simply enjoying a finger.
Admittedly, it was a finger in his ass, but he�d heard of women doing
that to men before. He�d simply pretend it was a woman and then�.woah, more fingers!
Now that just wasn�t right. Stretching the entrance to his
ass, pushing through the small ring of muscles that was trying like hell to
keep them out, those fingers did not feel good at all. Which was supposed to be a good thing, as he in no way wanted to
enjoy the attentions of another man. At all.

Although he really wasn�t into pain either, dammit.
And it hurt!
�Relax, monk. There is no reason for you to flex your muscles so
tightly.�
Easy for him to say!
�Although it will be quite enjoyable once I am truly inside you.�
�Oh fuck you.� Miroku muttered, and flinched as Sesshoumaru�s hand stilled. Knew
that tongue of mine would get me killed one day.
Fool. Who mouths off to a youkai with a hand
inside of him?
Instead of the numbing pain of talons ripping him open from the inside out,
he heard a slight chuckle coming from behind him. Okay, that is still scary.
�Not the smartest use of your mouth, human.� When nothing pain inducing
followed those words, Miroku sighed heavily, and then
couldn�t help but clench his muscles again as he felt Sesshoumaru
pull his fingers out and slide them back in. It was still unpleasant, but
maybe not, quite, as much as before. He bit his lip, still hiding his
head underneath his arms as Sesshoumaru continued to
slowly thrust his fingers in and out of Miroku�s
slowly widening little hole. The taiyoukai
leaned forward and Miroku felt him blow slightly
against the back of his neck. Okay, that was distracting. When the
warm stream of air traveled down his spine in time with a thrust of fingers,
the surprised monk felt himself grow hard suddenly.
Well, at least it�s not hurting so much anymore. He tried to comfort
himself, feeling his whole body flush with the realization that he was actually
not �not enjoying� what Sesshoumaru was doing to him.
As fingers continued in a slick rhythm, he could no longer deny that not only
was it feeling good, it was starting to feel really, really good. Not
that the hard, large male member he could feel against the back of one thigh
and buttock didn�t scare him silly, but even with that blatant reminder of what
was going to happen, he was still already panting from the sensations coiling
out from his stomach to surround his dick and tighten his balls almost
unbearably.
Another caress of warm breath ran across his back, creating a flaming,
tingling sword that rammed straight through his dick to turn it harder than a
block of wood. Almost immediately, the youkai�s
fingers were withdrawn and Sesshoumaru stood up
slightly, reaching to the side and grasping Miroku�s
right hip in a firm grip. Feeling something blunt and very big
pushing against his asshole, Miroku reconsidered the
entire endeavor. Really, he might be able to move fast enough to avoid
being killed. It could happen: if there was ever a moment when Sesshoumaru might be distracted, it would be now. And
if he died, well�it certainly couldn�t hurt anymore than what was about to
happen, could it? He braced himself for one last, desperate dash only to
feel Sesshoumaru�s hand clamp down on his hip like a
vise.
�It is too late to change your mind and court
death now, human. I am far too close, and unlike some, I have no taste
for the taking of a dead body.� Miroku wriggled
helplessly as he felt Sesshoumaru push in, stretching
him open. Oh fucking Gods.
OW!
He could feel himself opening wider and wider as the entrance to his ass
opened under the continued pressure from behind and he bit his lip. Dammit, it fucking hurt! A lot more than he would
have thought possible from something as simple as sex, too, and it just
wouldn�t stop since the bastard just kept pressing against him. And on
top of that, his stupid, rebellious dick was staying hard, even with enough
pain to make tears form in his eyes.
Damn traitor.
When he thought he couldn�t stand another second of the stretched,
agonizingly full sensation, Sesshoumaru finally
pushed in past his pathetically inadequate ring of muscles, stopping after a
brief moment as Miroku whimpered and tried to breathe
through the pain. Sesshoumaru drew back and
pushed in slightly again, repeating the movement until Miroku
had to admit that the pain was ebbing. At least it ebbed until the
bastard pushed in a little deeper.
Ow, dammit!
Miroku was pushing at the rocks now with his hands
to try and move away, screw what his rebellious balls were screaming at
him. Hell, he was honestly contemplating using the kazaana
on the stupid asshole and damn the consequences. And then it started
feeling good again as the youkai moved back and forth
with even, controlled force. Well, maybe he could wait moment before he
sucked them both into oblivion. Death was looking pretty unappealing,
actually, now that things weren�t feeling so bad.
Aw hell, who was he trying to kid, things felt far from bad.
Hot, tingling, fiery, every muscle starting to tense in anticipation of
something he hadn�t even considered would be a possibility at the beginning of
this. Damn.
And then Sesshoumaru had to ruin it all and go in
deeper again. Can�t he just fucking get in all the way already! As
though he heard the monk�s inner thoughts, he went in significantly deeper with
one thrust that had both of them groaning.
And if Miroku�s groan was more like a high pitched
squeal, that was his own damn business. After a few more of Sesshoumaru�s annoying game of shallow thrusting followed
by one deepening plunge, Miroku could finally,
finally�
�fucking finally�
�feel the man�s groin against the back of his hips. No deeper. Thank
you, thank you, thank you, whichever Gods are
responsible. He felt Sesshoumaru pull out,
his thick length rasping smoothly against his insides as he drew back and then Miroku clenched involuntarily as Sesshoumaru
plunged back in with a clench of his hand on the monk�s hip. The pleasure
was building again, slowly and most definitely against his will. He
didn�t want to feel this way, laying down over the rocks as a large man pumped
into him and brought him continuously close to the edge only to wrench him away
every time pain reared it�s ugly head. Although
as the pleasure grew, he was caring less and less about exactly who was giving
it to him and how it was being given.
A particularly deep thrust wrought a gasp out of him and he felt all his
muscles clench as he grit his teeth.
�As I thought,� Sesshoumaru said, smooth as the
motions of his hips, �being surrounded by you is quite enjoyable.�
�Glad you�re having such a lovely time.� Miroku
snapped, cursing himself again as all movement behind and inside him
stopped. Once again, Miroku, you are a
complete idiot.
Sesshoumaru shifted, causing another groan from Miroku as he felt the thick length shifting, but when he
was thrust into again, there was something new to it. The back and forth
motion was rubbing against something inside of him that felt - amazing. Hot
and fierce and straight to his groin every time Sesshoumaru
slid against it, the feeling was drawing moans from him that were growing
louder with each thrust.
Panting heavily, taking huge gulping breaths and gripping the rocks
underneath him with each plunge into his body, Miroku
couldn�t remember anymore why this hadn�t been a good thing. How could it
not be a good thing? It was about the best fucking thing he�d ever felt
in his life! Sesshoumaru was starting to thrust
harder against his body, grunting slightly as his thrusts quickened, and Miroku felt himself growing even more painfully hard.
He almost cried as the bastard causing everything slowed for a moment.
No! Dammit, not now! He wanted to
come! He would give his friggin� left arm to
come. If only that stupid taiyoukai would move
just a little faster against whatever the hell he was setting off every
time�.
�Faster.� He growled. He was sure it was a growl, not a plea like
someone who didn�t know him well might take it. Definitely a really
masculine growl to get the huge man behind him to damn well hurry it up because
he really � wanted � to � come � nnnnnnnnnnnnn
�Ooooh Fuuuuck!� he came so hard against the rocks he swore he saw stars as cum
shot out forcefully into the water beneath him. Ow
shit, maybe he was seeing stars�Sesshomaru was
pushing into him so forcefully still he was having trouble breathing as his
body was slammed into the rocks with a few hard thrusts before the Taiyoukai howled and dug his claws into Miroku�s
ass as he came.
Breathing heavily over the monk, Sesshoumaru
stayed there a moment, not bothering to withdraw until Miroku
started to wiggle impatiently underneath him. Damn but the man is
heavy.
Oh Gods, I�m thinking just like a woman. Shit, how embarrassing.
Shesshoumaru pulled out and let the exhausted monk
slide into hot water. Miroku winced as the
warmth stung his delicate, rather raw skin.
�You were adequate.� Adequate? What the
hell was �good� then??
�You may live.� Sesshomaru looked at him a moment,
smirked slightly, and then turned and walked to the opposite end of the springs
while Miroku leaned unsteadily against the rock he�d
just been splayed over like a side of meat.
Well, nothing like a little pillow talk to make one feel special. He
stayed very still as he watched the other man dress and leave after one blank
look in his direction, the long silver hair eventually disappearing in between
the trees.
�Damn my ass hurts.� Miroku whined as he shifted
in the water. He bit his lip, looking around to make sure no one had
heard. Not that there was anyone there, of course, but�well, who could
blame him? He�d just been going out to have a little soak, and ended up
naked with a male youkai who had given him the best
fucking orgasm in his life!
How sad was that? Stupid jerk didn�t even care, he was sure, that Miroku had cum so hard that his dick almost turned inside
out. Hell, he hurt from the inside out. It just wasn�t
fair. Although was a little pain worth it for that level of
pleasure?
Okay, bodily inventory says, �hell yes.�
He really needed to just get back to camp and get to sleep and forget all
about this. Unless he could figure out a way to make himself come that
way on his own. He sighed to himself, wincing and cursing as he got out of the
springs, dressed, and slowly made his way back to camp.
He cursed louder, if more briefly, when a familiar red clad hanyou blocked his path halfway to his goal. Oh
great, the loudmouth was back early. Just what he
needed to top off the evening.
�There you are. You took so long getting back that Kagome finally made
me come and�� he sniffed the air and Miroku shut his
eyes, hoping he just smelled something rank passing by. Opening one eye
to see Inuyasha staring at him with his mouth open, Miroku slumped slightly. �What the fuck have you been
doing??�
�Eh, well, nothing of interest, really��
�The jackass fucked you, didn�t he?�
�Wha- Inuyasha!
How can you say that!�
�Feh, because his scent is all over you and I can
tell you�ve cum recently because that smell is all over you too.�
�Shit.�
�No kidding.� Inuyasha looked him over
carefully. �He didn�t hurt you, did he?�
�You mean aside from sticking his dick up my ass?!�
�Yeah, aside from that.� Literalist to the
core, that�s my dumbassed friend.
�No, aside from that, I�m just happy as can be.�   Inuyasha nodded to himself as the
sarcasm passed straight over his head to land somewhere in the next
prefecture.
�He corner you in the hotsprings?�
�Uh��
�Yeah, that�s a favorite of his.�
�What, what do you mean that�s a favorite of his??�
�When he wants a good fuck, he always checks out the hot springs.�
�You mean he�s done this before?� Oh great, now I feel cheap.
�Oh shit, all the time. The bastard�s a total fucking perv. Although it doesn�t always
work. Why didn�t you use your stupid head and run when you saw him
coming?� the incredulous �how stupid were you?� tone to Inuyasha�s
voice grated on Miroku�s nerves.
�Why the hell would I? I thought he�d either kill me or leave me
alone! It�s not as though I thought that this- this- well that this
would happen!�
�Why not?�
�Why not? Why not?? What kind of
question is that?? Who thinks that some huge, death dealing taiyoukai is going to try and rape them??�
�Anyone who finds the taiyoukai
staring at them when they�re naked and in the hot springs. At least if they�re
a guy, they do!�
�What? What are you talking about?� Inuyasha
had cracked, obviously. One too many sits to the head.
�I�m talking about my huge, gay, jack ass of a brother, what else?�
�Gay? Sesshoumaru is gay??�
�Obviously.   He just screwed you, didn�t
he?�
�I thought he just swung both ways!!�
�How could you not realize he was gay? Dresses well,
always clean, wears makeup, and if nothing else, that stupid fucking moko moko sama
should have been an instant tip off. Are you fucking blind?�
�Well I�m sorry, but some of us don�t usually go around worrying about the
sexual preferences of those who are trying to kill us�well, unless they�re
making a pass at the same time, I suppose.�
Miroku and Inuyasha
shared a brief glance and both muttered �Stupid Jakotsu�
at the same time.
Inuyasha stared at Miroku
for a few minutes, starting to smile slightly as Miroku
grew red in the face after a few moments. �So he was good, huh?�
�I said no such thing!�
�You�re blushing brighter than the Kirara�s
flames, houshi.�
�I�m not blushing! It�s sunburn.�
�Funny how it came on so suddenly in the middle of the
night.�
�Shut up, you idiot.� Miroku scowled at the
ground.
�I�m right though, aren�t I? You liked it.�
Miroku favored him with a glare and then turned
back to ground, doing his best to ignore him.
�It�s okay, you know.� Inuyasha said quietly.
�It�s just sex, right?�
�I feel used, dammit.�
�Used in a bad way or used in a �take me again, you fucking sex god� kinda way?�
Miroku�s head whipped up and he punched Inuyasha in the nose. �In a bad
way, of course!�
Holding his nose while he smirked slightly, Inuyasha
shook his head. �Are you sure about that? �Cause let me tell you, your
smell doesn�t smell all that sure.�
�Of-of course I�m sure.� Miroku said, squirming
slightly. Of course he was sure, wasn�t he? It�s not like he�d had
a choice to enjoy it or not.   And it wasn�t his fault if he was a
highly sensual being who just happened to find pleasure in everything sexual,
even if it was something he�d never thought he�d try in a million, no, a billion
years.
�Well, if you say so�� the hanyou trailed off and
turned to go. �I�ll be waiting back at camp.� He said lightly, and Miroku�s eyebrows went up at his tone of voice. He
can smirk with his voice, too. Hell, if I never thought they were related
before, I sure as hell do now.
He looked up after his friend a moment before glancing back in the direction
of the hot springs.
He�d better go back to camp. But�.maybe he�d come back to this spring
another time, when everyone else was busy. Just for the water, of
course. No other reason. Cursing as he felt himself blush again, Miroku turned and hurried after Inuyasha.
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