The 200 Words Of Sesshy/Miroku Smut Series
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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male › Sesshōmaru/Miroku
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
4,523
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Savoring
After having been declared Sesshoumaru's Miroku felt incredibly happy. It didn't take the edge off of their brutal, obsessive sex but he didn't mind.
And he was allowed, no, was given the privilege to touch, fondle and lick his youkai lover's scrumptious ass.
To have the power to turn the youkai into a panting mass of need was a heady feeling. But both knew who was really in control.
Miroku let himself explore every bit of skin leading into the cleft between the pale globes. He delved his tongue deep into the cleft, tasting the musk, fingers splayed on the soft ass cheeks. Miroku reached deep, savoring. Sesshoumaru murmured an approving whisper. The youkai hitched a deep breath, gasping. Miroku smirked. He flicked his tongue up, intent on making the youkai squirm.
He wriggled the appendage in and out of the cleft. He himself growing aroused, grinding a hard erection against his lovers calf. But it wasn't about him being completed, he wanted to indulge his lover, hear him plead. Feel him buck and scream under him.
As Sesshoumaru orgasmed in result to the monks decadent ministrations, Miroku ground his hips down against his most sensuous calf and came hoarsely.
And he was allowed, no, was given the privilege to touch, fondle and lick his youkai lover's scrumptious ass.
To have the power to turn the youkai into a panting mass of need was a heady feeling. But both knew who was really in control.
Miroku let himself explore every bit of skin leading into the cleft between the pale globes. He delved his tongue deep into the cleft, tasting the musk, fingers splayed on the soft ass cheeks. Miroku reached deep, savoring. Sesshoumaru murmured an approving whisper. The youkai hitched a deep breath, gasping. Miroku smirked. He flicked his tongue up, intent on making the youkai squirm.
He wriggled the appendage in and out of the cleft. He himself growing aroused, grinding a hard erection against his lovers calf. But it wasn't about him being completed, he wanted to indulge his lover, hear him plead. Feel him buck and scream under him.
As Sesshoumaru orgasmed in result to the monks decadent ministrations, Miroku ground his hips down against his most sensuous calf and came hoarsely.