Miroku and Kagome: 36 tales of love and lust
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Miroku/Kagome
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Adult ++
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29
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Waterlogged - Theme: Hotspring
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Waterlogged
By Sarga
The water was pleasantly warm in the crisp night air. A thin fog had formed where the humid, dense air above the natural spring met the cooler night. It gave a bather all the privacy she could need.
Not that Kagome needed privacy at that particular point.
Kagome sat alone in the foggy hot spring, drifting aimlessly on her back as she thought of Sango's cold shoulder as of late. With no more conversation or eye contact than was strictly necessary, the demon slayer was accomplishing her tasks and protecting her allies as efficiently as always but with a foreign icy demeanour that Kagome was unused to. Unfortunately, Kagome couldn't help but feel frost-burnt.
Hearing the sound of shifting water behind her, Kagome breathed a sigh of relief as she turned to greet the friend she thought would continue to ignore her... only to come face to face with a lecherous monk. A naked lecherous monk.
With a cocky grin, Miroku slid his hands around Kagome's hips to grasp her ass-cheeks in tandem. Pulling the priestess flush with his throbbing hard-on, Miroku rubbed and teased her from both sides. Leaning in to graze his lips on the cleft of her throat, Miroku drew his tongue sensually up the column of her neck, loving the way she moaned for him and tilted her head to the side.
“You're so scrumptious, I could just eat you up,” Miroku whispered huskily into Kagome's ear.
Lifting Kagome in the water and shifting her back to the edge of the spring, Miroku settled her down with her feet still in the warm liquid. Trailing kisses back down her neck, Miroku began to caress and kneed Kagome's breasts. His woman was willing and ready, now to show her something new!
Moving down the soft skin of her stomach, Miroku tongued her damp bellybutton before kissing lower and lower. Reaching the thatch of her dark curls, Miroku teasingly ruffled the short hair. Leaving one hand to continue to fondle her breast, his other hand spread her open delicately and he moaned in anticipation at the sight of her normally hidden treasure.
Saliva ran freely across the monk's tongue as he prepared to caress her tender flesh with the appendage. Lapping gently at first, Miroku delighted in the wanton moan he wrenched from Kagome's lithe form. Increasing the pressure of his tongue on her clit, he spelled out her name, drawing out her mewls of ecstasy. Sweet nothings in writing became etched into her intimate flesh and Miroku revelled in the feel of her clenching thighs around his head.
His second hand leaving her breast, Miroku slid two fingers into Kagome's channel as his tongue curled around her pleasure-centre. Searching with the pad of his sheathed middle finger, Miroku found that spot with a jolt from the woman beneath him. He smirked while he continued pleasing her, drawing frantic circles synchronized between finger and tongue. It was mere seconds before the priestess was clenching around his fingers with fluttering muscle, muted cries egging on the lecherous monk.
Kissing his way back up, Miroku grinned at her heavy-lidded visage. He had done this! And he would do so much more...
Slipping his hardened length into Kagome's prepared passage, Miroku kissed her full on, the tangy taste of herself startling her even as electric jolts of pleasure shot up from her depths. Hooking his hands around her thighs, Miroku dragged the priestess back into the water, revelling in the feel of the liquid caressing him all over as he thrust upwards into the clinging priestess. Picking up his pace, Miroku thrust harder and harder, letting the water wash their sweat and juices away until he too reached the edge of that plateau and came tumbling down.
Spurting thick strings of cum, Miroku moaned into Kagome's mouth, her tongue and intimate flavour intermingling in his mouth for a delightful cocktail.
Pulling out of her, her wetness delightfully warm on his softening penis, Miroku wrapped Kagome in an embrace, sinking down into the water until they were both up to their necks. With a gentle kiss, Miroku waded to the shore to dress and wait for his lover.
Kagome floated on her back in the water, her eyes closed in sated bliss. The monk savoured the moment, eyes grazing over breasts, stomach, hips... Realizing he wouldn't be discovered, the monk grinned from ear to ear as he hid her panties inside his robes before slipping back into his normal mask of innocence.
Kagome was bound to ride on Inuyasha's back and when she did...
Miroku would be there to enjoy the show.
Waterlogged
By Sarga
The water was pleasantly warm in the crisp night air. A thin fog had formed where the humid, dense air above the natural spring met the cooler night. It gave a bather all the privacy she could need.
Not that Kagome needed privacy at that particular point.
Kagome sat alone in the foggy hot spring, drifting aimlessly on her back as she thought of Sango's cold shoulder as of late. With no more conversation or eye contact than was strictly necessary, the demon slayer was accomplishing her tasks and protecting her allies as efficiently as always but with a foreign icy demeanour that Kagome was unused to. Unfortunately, Kagome couldn't help but feel frost-burnt.
Hearing the sound of shifting water behind her, Kagome breathed a sigh of relief as she turned to greet the friend she thought would continue to ignore her... only to come face to face with a lecherous monk. A naked lecherous monk.
With a cocky grin, Miroku slid his hands around Kagome's hips to grasp her ass-cheeks in tandem. Pulling the priestess flush with his throbbing hard-on, Miroku rubbed and teased her from both sides. Leaning in to graze his lips on the cleft of her throat, Miroku drew his tongue sensually up the column of her neck, loving the way she moaned for him and tilted her head to the side.
“You're so scrumptious, I could just eat you up,” Miroku whispered huskily into Kagome's ear.
Lifting Kagome in the water and shifting her back to the edge of the spring, Miroku settled her down with her feet still in the warm liquid. Trailing kisses back down her neck, Miroku began to caress and kneed Kagome's breasts. His woman was willing and ready, now to show her something new!
Moving down the soft skin of her stomach, Miroku tongued her damp bellybutton before kissing lower and lower. Reaching the thatch of her dark curls, Miroku teasingly ruffled the short hair. Leaving one hand to continue to fondle her breast, his other hand spread her open delicately and he moaned in anticipation at the sight of her normally hidden treasure.
Saliva ran freely across the monk's tongue as he prepared to caress her tender flesh with the appendage. Lapping gently at first, Miroku delighted in the wanton moan he wrenched from Kagome's lithe form. Increasing the pressure of his tongue on her clit, he spelled out her name, drawing out her mewls of ecstasy. Sweet nothings in writing became etched into her intimate flesh and Miroku revelled in the feel of her clenching thighs around his head.
His second hand leaving her breast, Miroku slid two fingers into Kagome's channel as his tongue curled around her pleasure-centre. Searching with the pad of his sheathed middle finger, Miroku found that spot with a jolt from the woman beneath him. He smirked while he continued pleasing her, drawing frantic circles synchronized between finger and tongue. It was mere seconds before the priestess was clenching around his fingers with fluttering muscle, muted cries egging on the lecherous monk.
Kissing his way back up, Miroku grinned at her heavy-lidded visage. He had done this! And he would do so much more...
Slipping his hardened length into Kagome's prepared passage, Miroku kissed her full on, the tangy taste of herself startling her even as electric jolts of pleasure shot up from her depths. Hooking his hands around her thighs, Miroku dragged the priestess back into the water, revelling in the feel of the liquid caressing him all over as he thrust upwards into the clinging priestess. Picking up his pace, Miroku thrust harder and harder, letting the water wash their sweat and juices away until he too reached the edge of that plateau and came tumbling down.
Spurting thick strings of cum, Miroku moaned into Kagome's mouth, her tongue and intimate flavour intermingling in his mouth for a delightful cocktail.
Pulling out of her, her wetness delightfully warm on his softening penis, Miroku wrapped Kagome in an embrace, sinking down into the water until they were both up to their necks. With a gentle kiss, Miroku waded to the shore to dress and wait for his lover.
Kagome floated on her back in the water, her eyes closed in sated bliss. The monk savoured the moment, eyes grazing over breasts, stomach, hips... Realizing he wouldn't be discovered, the monk grinned from ear to ear as he hid her panties inside his robes before slipping back into his normal mask of innocence.
Kagome was bound to ride on Inuyasha's back and when she did...
Miroku would be there to enjoy the show.