Hey you all. This is my first Inuyasha story... so be kind, ok!! uhh not sure how long it's gonna be yet soo. Ya. There'll probalbly me mpreg in it later. I love that. lol Here ya go!! Miroku sighed, and slid himself farther down into the hot spring he and Inuyasha had found earlier. His head hurt, having once again been pounded by Hiraikotsu for fondling her behind. He sighed again as he thought about the reason why he touched Sango so much.
Inuyasha.
The name rang through his mind, clear as a bell. He didn't want Inuyasha to become suspicious. He lost interest in petty women long ago... yet he still kept up the same act, as to keep away unwanted questions.
He sank further into the water, sighing again. He laid his head back against the rock behind him, and let his mind delve deeper. He felt the warm, soft, fuzzy feelings begin to stir in his gut. He knew what was bringing these feelings.
Inuyasha.
Inuyasha always brought the butterflies to his stomach. Ever since the battle with Gotenmaru, he had been developing strong feelings for the Hanyou. He had felt Inuyasha's fear of death, the fear that caused his transformation. He wanted to keep that fear from ever returning.
He had vowed to protect Inuyasha.
His thoughts were interrupted by the Hanyou himself. He walked to the bank, stripped off his clothes and sat in the spring, across from Miroku.
"Had another fight with Kagome?" Miroku raised an eyebrow.
"SHE STARTED IT!" Inuyasha retaliated. Miroku nodded. He knew better than to argue with Inuyasha when it came to fights with Kagome.
Inuyasha huffed and slid deeper into the water. Miroku took this as a sign that Inuyasha wanted to be left alone. So he began to stand, intent on leaving Inuyasha to his thoughts, when a splash caught his attention.
"Where are you going?" Inuyasha sounded alarmed.
"I figured you wanted to be alone, I was leaving you to yourself." Miroku hated saying that, that he was leaving Inuyasha alone. He knew Inuyasha hated being alone, but he couldn't let Inuyasha know his feelings.
"Stay... please. You make me feel better. I dunno why, but you do." Inuyasha looked like he was about to cry.
Miroku sat back down, and leaned forward to place his hand on Inuyasha's shoulder.
"It'll be ok, Inuyasha, she's a woman. They are all like that. All of them. I know." Miroku smiled warmly at Inuyasha.
"I'm pretty much fed up with women. Miroku... I'm gonna become a monk."
Miroku smirked. "I still try to get with women and I'm a monk."
"I was joking about that Idiot!!" Inuyasha said, turning his head and pouting, "I am through with trying to please Kikyo and Kagome. I guess my hand will be my mate." He smirked, a bit, and looked jokingly up at Miroku. "Hey Miroku... wanna try something?" Inuyasha flashed a sexy grin at Miroku.
Miroku's face flushed, instantly. "U-uh... Inuyasha. Are you serious?"
Inuyasha put a finger to his lips, seductively, as if he were thinking hard on the subject.
Inuyasha laid his hand on top of Miroku's, which was still on his shoulder.
"Miroku, look at you... blushing like a little virgin. No... I'm joking. Miroku... lighten up. Gods, you blushed like you like me or something."
Miroku turned red again. "I-I don't know what you're talking about. Inuyasha, I think I should... uh... go."
Miroku turned to leave.
Inuyasha grabbed his waist and pulled him down; he landed in-between Inuyasha's legs. He stiffened; he could feel Inuyasha's rather impressive erection against his lower back.
Inuyasha had an erection? When had THAT happened? Miroku involuntarily leaned against it. His own erection was beginning to make itself known, and he really wanted to get as far from this as possible.
"I never said you could go anywhere. Miroku, I need to talk to you, if you can't take a joke then how are ya gonna be able to listen to what I have to say?
I told you, I'm done with women. If I want a partner, I'll look for a man. At least I'll know what they're thinking."
Inuyasha looked down at Miroku and turned him around, so that they were now facing each other.
"I-Inuyasha, I don't think now is a good time to talk about this. You're... er... hard."
Inuyasha looked down. "Heh, so I am. I didn't notice." Inuyasha was lying. He had felt the throbbing erection ever since it had started making itself known. Which was when he had seen Miroku's flushed face the first time.
He had never been attracted to Miroku before. Well, that was a lie. He HAD gotten erections from Miroku before. He got them all the time. He got hard when ever he smelled Miroku's arousals when he touched Sango, or when he was having one of those erotic dreams.
It was odd to Inuyasha that Miroku's arousals were getting less common. When they had first met, Miroku's scent would attack him every time they entered a new village and he started to touch and woo the girls of the village.
Now, it was usually when they were seated at the campfire, when Miroku was left to his thoughts and at night, when Miroku was dreaming of... whatever it is he dreams about.
He was aroused now, and Inuyasha wanted to take full advantage of it, he knew he was what caused it. Miroku wasn't aroused when Inuyasha arrived at the hot spring.
"Miroku," Inuyasha whispered into Miroku's ear, "In case you haven't noticed, you're hard too." Inuyasha, being a little daring, reached in front of them and wrapped his hand around Miroku's erection.
Miroku gasped, unexpectedly. He wasn't prepared for that!
"Maybe I should help you take care of that. After all, maybe you'll reward me for it later." He said, while slowly moving his hand up and down Miroku's erection. He decided that he and Inuyasha were too far apart, and he turned himself around, and made to sit on Inuyasha's lap. This brought both men's erections together, and they both moaned lightly at the feeling of their erections touching.
Inuyasha looked into Miroku's eyes, and saw pure want, need, lust, and... was that love he detected? Had he missed something here? He thought Miroku loved Sango. But those eyes, and smells, both contained some strong look, scent, of love.
Inuyasha was captivated by Miroku's eyes. They held so much emotion. Could he really do this to someone who, obviously, loved him? It was clear that Miroku was very much in love with Inuyasha by the look on his face.
Inuyasha continued to stroke Miroku, and to his surprise, he felt Miroku begin to stroke him as well.
He felt some guilt swell in his gut, at what he was doing. He was going to use Miroku as a fuck toy. He was going to use the one person in their group who he could actually stand, save Sango.
He searched inside his heart to see if he actually had any right to do what he was about to do. He did have some feelings for the monk, though he was unsure what those feelings were. They weren't like his feelings on Kagome, or Kikyo.
His feelings on Kagome were very protective, but he knew he didn't love Kagome; she was like a little sister. She needed to be protected from all the big bad demons. She no longer aroused him with her skimpy skirts. The only time he could halfway stand her constant attachment to him was when she was in heat, but then, he had to go and relieve himself often, so as to not jump and screw her where she stood. But he had no desire for her to be his mate.
Kikyo was someone he was trying to impress. She was the one person who he tried to earn the respect of. Sure, he used to like Kikyo, but it was because she was the "forbidden fruit" so to say. He could never be with Kikyo and he knew that his love for her had greatly dissipated.
Miroku was a whole other matter. He was always worried about the monk, even when the danger was over. He remembered the time when Miroku's wind tunnel had nearly swallowed him and he snuck away in the middle of the night.
Miroku moaned and it yanked Inuyasha out of his thoughts. His thoughts on the monk were strong enough to ebb away the guilt of doing this to him. He could tell Miroku wanted this just as bad as he did by the way he eagerly stroked Inuyasha's erection and by the way he was moaning Inuyasha's name in pleasure.
(Author's note: There is a more detailed lemon that goes here. But you know ff.net anf the whole "no lemons" thing. If ya want it, send me a review with your email addy or email me at Draconaameliormalfoyhotmail.com and I'll send the lemon to you ASAP!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!)
Miroku was reluctant to unwrap his legs from around Inuyasha's waist. He had wanted this for a long time now. What did it mean? Did Inuyasha love him? Or was he just needing a way of release?
He felt Inuyasha pull out of him and heard him grunt as he stood up. He watched, silently as Inuyasha dressed. He sighed. Was he going to leave already?
"I-Inuyasha?" Miroku said, hesitantly.
"Miroku, I need to go and think... about... stuff. Uh... here's yer robes."
Inuyasha tossed the back and purple robes towards Miroku and then decided, that he should at least give the monk a kiss good bye. He leaned forward and kissed Miroku's forehead.
Miroku was shocked at the tenderness of the motion. He looked at his clothes and reached for them, and he began to wrap them around his body. He looked up and saw Inuyasha walking into the forest.
Inuyasha.
Inuyasha.
The name rang through his mind, clear as a bell. He didn't want Inuyasha to become suspicious. He lost interest in petty women long ago... yet he still kept up the same act, as to keep away unwanted questions.
He sank further into the water, sighing again. He laid his head back against the rock behind him, and let his mind delve deeper. He felt the warm, soft, fuzzy feelings begin to stir in his gut. He knew what was bringing these feelings.
Inuyasha.
Inuyasha always brought the butterflies to his stomach. Ever since the battle with Gotenmaru, he had been developing strong feelings for the Hanyou. He had felt Inuyasha's fear of death, the fear that caused his transformation. He wanted to keep that fear from ever returning.
He had vowed to protect Inuyasha.
His thoughts were interrupted by the Hanyou himself. He walked to the bank, stripped off his clothes and sat in the spring, across from Miroku.
"Had another fight with Kagome?" Miroku raised an eyebrow.
"SHE STARTED IT!" Inuyasha retaliated. Miroku nodded. He knew better than to argue with Inuyasha when it came to fights with Kagome.
Inuyasha huffed and slid deeper into the water. Miroku took this as a sign that Inuyasha wanted to be left alone. So he began to stand, intent on leaving Inuyasha to his thoughts, when a splash caught his attention.
"Where are you going?" Inuyasha sounded alarmed.
"I figured you wanted to be alone, I was leaving you to yourself." Miroku hated saying that, that he was leaving Inuyasha alone. He knew Inuyasha hated being alone, but he couldn't let Inuyasha know his feelings.
"Stay... please. You make me feel better. I dunno why, but you do." Inuyasha looked like he was about to cry.
Miroku sat back down, and leaned forward to place his hand on Inuyasha's shoulder.
"It'll be ok, Inuyasha, she's a woman. They are all like that. All of them. I know." Miroku smiled warmly at Inuyasha.
"I'm pretty much fed up with women. Miroku... I'm gonna become a monk."
Miroku smirked. "I still try to get with women and I'm a monk."
"I was joking about that Idiot!!" Inuyasha said, turning his head and pouting, "I am through with trying to please Kikyo and Kagome. I guess my hand will be my mate." He smirked, a bit, and looked jokingly up at Miroku. "Hey Miroku... wanna try something?" Inuyasha flashed a sexy grin at Miroku.
Miroku's face flushed, instantly. "U-uh... Inuyasha. Are you serious?"
Inuyasha put a finger to his lips, seductively, as if he were thinking hard on the subject.
Inuyasha laid his hand on top of Miroku's, which was still on his shoulder.
"Miroku, look at you... blushing like a little virgin. No... I'm joking. Miroku... lighten up. Gods, you blushed like you like me or something."
Miroku turned red again. "I-I don't know what you're talking about. Inuyasha, I think I should... uh... go."
Miroku turned to leave.
Inuyasha grabbed his waist and pulled him down; he landed in-between Inuyasha's legs. He stiffened; he could feel Inuyasha's rather impressive erection against his lower back.
Inuyasha had an erection? When had THAT happened? Miroku involuntarily leaned against it. His own erection was beginning to make itself known, and he really wanted to get as far from this as possible.
"I never said you could go anywhere. Miroku, I need to talk to you, if you can't take a joke then how are ya gonna be able to listen to what I have to say?
I told you, I'm done with women. If I want a partner, I'll look for a man. At least I'll know what they're thinking."
Inuyasha looked down at Miroku and turned him around, so that they were now facing each other.
"I-Inuyasha, I don't think now is a good time to talk about this. You're... er... hard."
Inuyasha looked down. "Heh, so I am. I didn't notice." Inuyasha was lying. He had felt the throbbing erection ever since it had started making itself known. Which was when he had seen Miroku's flushed face the first time.
He had never been attracted to Miroku before. Well, that was a lie. He HAD gotten erections from Miroku before. He got them all the time. He got hard when ever he smelled Miroku's arousals when he touched Sango, or when he was having one of those erotic dreams.
It was odd to Inuyasha that Miroku's arousals were getting less common. When they had first met, Miroku's scent would attack him every time they entered a new village and he started to touch and woo the girls of the village.
Now, it was usually when they were seated at the campfire, when Miroku was left to his thoughts and at night, when Miroku was dreaming of... whatever it is he dreams about.
He was aroused now, and Inuyasha wanted to take full advantage of it, he knew he was what caused it. Miroku wasn't aroused when Inuyasha arrived at the hot spring.
"Miroku," Inuyasha whispered into Miroku's ear, "In case you haven't noticed, you're hard too." Inuyasha, being a little daring, reached in front of them and wrapped his hand around Miroku's erection.
Miroku gasped, unexpectedly. He wasn't prepared for that!
"Maybe I should help you take care of that. After all, maybe you'll reward me for it later." He said, while slowly moving his hand up and down Miroku's erection. He decided that he and Inuyasha were too far apart, and he turned himself around, and made to sit on Inuyasha's lap. This brought both men's erections together, and they both moaned lightly at the feeling of their erections touching.
Inuyasha looked into Miroku's eyes, and saw pure want, need, lust, and... was that love he detected? Had he missed something here? He thought Miroku loved Sango. But those eyes, and smells, both contained some strong look, scent, of love.
Inuyasha was captivated by Miroku's eyes. They held so much emotion. Could he really do this to someone who, obviously, loved him? It was clear that Miroku was very much in love with Inuyasha by the look on his face.
Inuyasha continued to stroke Miroku, and to his surprise, he felt Miroku begin to stroke him as well.
He felt some guilt swell in his gut, at what he was doing. He was going to use Miroku as a fuck toy. He was going to use the one person in their group who he could actually stand, save Sango.
He searched inside his heart to see if he actually had any right to do what he was about to do. He did have some feelings for the monk, though he was unsure what those feelings were. They weren't like his feelings on Kagome, or Kikyo.
His feelings on Kagome were very protective, but he knew he didn't love Kagome; she was like a little sister. She needed to be protected from all the big bad demons. She no longer aroused him with her skimpy skirts. The only time he could halfway stand her constant attachment to him was when she was in heat, but then, he had to go and relieve himself often, so as to not jump and screw her where she stood. But he had no desire for her to be his mate.
Kikyo was someone he was trying to impress. She was the one person who he tried to earn the respect of. Sure, he used to like Kikyo, but it was because she was the "forbidden fruit" so to say. He could never be with Kikyo and he knew that his love for her had greatly dissipated.
Miroku was a whole other matter. He was always worried about the monk, even when the danger was over. He remembered the time when Miroku's wind tunnel had nearly swallowed him and he snuck away in the middle of the night.
Miroku moaned and it yanked Inuyasha out of his thoughts. His thoughts on the monk were strong enough to ebb away the guilt of doing this to him. He could tell Miroku wanted this just as bad as he did by the way he eagerly stroked Inuyasha's erection and by the way he was moaning Inuyasha's name in pleasure.
(Author's note: There is a more detailed lemon that goes here. But you know ff.net anf the whole "no lemons" thing. If ya want it, send me a review with your email addy or email me at Draconaameliormalfoyhotmail.com and I'll send the lemon to you ASAP!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!)
Miroku was reluctant to unwrap his legs from around Inuyasha's waist. He had wanted this for a long time now. What did it mean? Did Inuyasha love him? Or was he just needing a way of release?
He felt Inuyasha pull out of him and heard him grunt as he stood up. He watched, silently as Inuyasha dressed. He sighed. Was he going to leave already?
"I-Inuyasha?" Miroku said, hesitantly.
"Miroku, I need to go and think... about... stuff. Uh... here's yer robes."
Inuyasha tossed the back and purple robes towards Miroku and then decided, that he should at least give the monk a kiss good bye. He leaned forward and kissed Miroku's forehead.
Miroku was shocked at the tenderness of the motion. He looked at his clothes and reached for them, and he began to wrap them around his body. He looked up and saw Inuyasha walking into the forest.
Inuyasha.