Just the Two of Us
Chapter Eleven
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A/N:
I’m back now! First, I’d like to
apologize in advance for a certain lack of wolfy-goodness
in this chapter, I have my reasons and will make it up
to you!
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1.how dare I stop there!
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Wasn’t sure if I would or not.
But you know, things are NOT destined to come
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but I’m sure you’ll enjoy the ride anyway.
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Just the Two of Us
Chapter
By: Banshee Puppet
“Well, I don’t get it,” Maio
announced. She was sitting on a bushel of
hey, her bare feet swinging back and forth while Shi’en
hung the laundry to dry. Among the viper
youkai, there was no such thing as woman’s work; he
didn’t think about having to do menial tasks.
“Hm?” he asked vaguely, humoring
the brazen human woman.
“Well, you’ve been hanging around here doing all moresores
for me since we met last week.
“If you will not take care of that child, someone ought to,”
he stated. “It might asss
well be me.”
Maio blinked.
stated.
He stopped what he was doing to look at her.
year.es'> Children
Maio looked a little surprised,
cocking her head to the side in quizzical thought. ‘Oh, now I get it.’
“Nearly ninety percent of the
are both coddled and praised.
of uss to have survived such odds.”
“Shi’en…”
He went back to his work. Maio nodded softly. *~*~* He wondered if this was even a little bit like what Sesshomaru had decided to take the But men were men—they weren’t meant for that kind of Even so, the monk made good progress. Now, as Sesshomaru entered, the Like a wild hound, little by little, Miroku Miroku’s eyes widened. Sesshomaru gave a very slight nod Miroku locked his eyes a moment to “You want to know how to please him, do you not?” Miroku nodded, choking slightly. A tiny chuckle escaped the inuyoukai. Miroku scowled up at him. ‘Like a hapless puppy just learning to walk,’ “Do you love it?” Sesshomaru gave him a sultry look, The demon could smell the monk’s lust spike.< Miroku nodded, and left out a slow Steeling himself, he tried once again, slipping his lips Instead then, Miroku rested his The inuyoukai “I thought you wantedbe tbe teased a little,” the monk said. Curious as to what the amateur hadmindmind, Miroku tilted the shaft up, thumb Miroku couldn’t help a slight Miroku pulled back, letting “Go to hell, monk,” Sesshomaru Sesshomaru squeezed his eyes Miroku was uneasy now, wondering He slid his mouth down over the smooth flesh again, sucking Sesshomaru let the monk Miroku’s eyes shot open in ‘He’s a good –looking man,’ Miroku Sesshomaru pulled the monk to his Miroku shuddered aid sid so, “Give head?” Sesshomaru smirked at Sesshomaru descended over the Sesshomaru’s tongue traced Sesshomaru was surprised by the “Time for your real lessons to begin,” he said after pulling Miroku shivered and gulped. Sesshomaru sat back on his heels. “Lubrication?” he quipped. “Ah…what?” “What does he use?” “He just sort of…licks his fingers.” “Then do it.” “Wha…?!” “To know how to make your lover feel good, monk, you need to Miroku steeled himself. Miroku tried to relax. The monk obeyed. What Miroku crinkled his nose. That got a bit of a response from Miroku, “Go ahead and add another,” Sesshomaru “Now do the same,” Sesshomaru Miroku continued to breathe Miroku grit his teeth. Sesshomaru smirked knowingly. Miroku did so, and gasped when he Sesshomaru nodded when he saw the The inuyoukai positioned Miroku screamed, “I know,” Sesshomaru said more Miroku’s eyes shot open in “yes,” he answered through grit ~End Chapter~
“Do not dwell on it,” he stated curtly.
“Every race has a different way of ssurviving
He hadn’t been kidnapped. He
chose this path himself, but it was nearly unbearable, and yet, it wasn’t the
same. He knew that this would end.
had endured, surely, was far worse than this.
first week slowly. He had to build up a
relative interest in the monk and the monk had been so averse to the idea that
his hands shook when he disrobed. The
empathize. Ho, ho, had loved—once, many years ago…
gentleness.
awkward, more willing to go to whatever extremes were necessary.
monk rose from his meditations, already naked, and went to him, leaning up to
kiss his jaw and unfasten the heavy breastplate.
would know about that particular
experiment.
was learning obedience. Perhaps, in time,
loyalty would also come—for the one he didn’t know that he loved.
slowly off of pale shoulders to fall, kissing alongthe
shoulders, trailing downward to nip and rub along collarbones, nipples.
but would state encouragement for good behaviors and discourage displeasing
ones. Miroku
hadn’t failed to notice that the latter was becoming less and less
frequent. He moved his hand down,
demon’s hakama.
The other hand unbound the lacing that held the pants up and the
garment fell over Sesshomaru’s
hips, only Miroku’s stroking hand holding the garment
from falling. Then, the monk moved his
hand and the pants fto tto the floor.
lightly aside, and leaned back against the door.
jugular and reached for the thick shaft, but this time the youkai
stopped his hand. “Not this time,” he
said to the human. “Kneel.”
against his nervousness but did as he was told.
If he could make Kouga feel really good, then
maybe the wolf wouldn’t cry anymore. He
hoped that was true, otherwise, why was he here?
elder brother and the demon wasn’t particularly attracted to him, but entangled
bodies knew what they wanted. It didn’t
matter who the bodies belonged to, not really.
of approval. Yes, very obedient, but he
knew the monk had his reasons, reasons Miroku didn’t
fully understand yet, but that was beside the point entirely.
be certain he hadn’t misunderstood whhe lhe lesson ahead of him would be—he
hadn’t.
mouth.”
of his face and inhaled sharply before squeezing his eyes shut tightly and
trying to force the entire thing down his throat at once, but he hadn’t relaxed
and ended up choking and sputtering.
‘How do women do this?’ he wondered in shock.
Thnk hnk had a long way to go, though he was a fast learner.
human that.
learned by now that this was the ‘alright genius, you’re teacheacher, so
case. “You have to relax your throat or
you’ll choke and wont’ be able to take it all,” he explained, snapping
dark hair. “And also, don’t rush so
much. Tease me a little first.
learn to love the feeling of an erection sliding through your fingers, down
your throat. It is mandatory, par for
the course, as it were.”
the monk challenged.
eyes half lidded and answered. “I do not
love much of anything else.” The words
went straight to Miroku’s groin.
st
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “If you do well,” he said.
demonstration.” He noted the way the
scent of arousal spiked again and Sesshomaru was glad
to see something else rising as well. He
knew that the monk wasn’t attracted to men, not particularly.
wanted, but likewise the human was not completely averse to the idea.
good. Sesshomaru
stretched languidly before resting back against the wall.
exhale. It danced over the rigid flesh,
making the erection twitch. It had been accidental on Miroku’s
part, but he noticed the reaction and realized, well, duh, of course that would
feel good. ‘I’m a man, I know what it
feels like, what feels good, so I just need to do those
things—I hope.’
around the heated shaft and descending slowly.
He remembered to loosen the muscles in his throat this time, and reached
up with his hand to massage the heavy balls.
Sesshomaru moaned a bit, but pulled the hand
away. “Just your mouth,” he said.
hands on the youkai’s hips.
back of his throat and pulled back before sliding down again, reminding
himself, ‘relax, relax, relax.’ He felt
the head press down further, breathed through his nose, and felt
quiet noises out of the cold lord’s lips, glancing up as he suckled like a
newborn at it’s mother’s breast, to find an approving
nod, fingers tightening demandingly in his hair, he could imagine
thought, moaning around the head that was shoved dows ths throat.
a single, faint pant before Miroku remembered he’d
asked tobe teased, and slid the dripping flesh out of
his lips with a slight ‘pop’.
“Go on and tease me then,” he stated, dropping his hand to his side.
pressing against the throbbing vein underneath, surprised to discover that the
monk had an instinct for the angle. His
eyes fluttered closed as the tongue licked a sweeping line between his balls
and then the teeth scraped against the sensitive flesh as one of the heavy
balls was taken into his mouth and sucked this.
He exhaled slowly to maintain his composure.
learn, and was doing so rather quickly.
His need was growing slowly, but it grew with a burn.
hand that was lightly touching his shaft and tightened the fingers and the
calloused palm and slipped it up towards the head, then down again.
chuckle around the heavy flesh in his mouth, which pulled a soft snarl from
free hand.
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rasped as Miroku took the other ball into his
mouth. “You’re,” Sesshomaru
swallowedghlyghly. “Enjoying
this as much as I am.” He rubbed
his foot against Miroku’s erection to illustrate the
point. Miroku
moaned around the mouthful, once again thinking of Kouga,
causing the inuyokai to shudder.
fell away, and the monk increased the speed and strength of his stroking hand,
sucking harder on the ball and smoothing over the head with his thumb, musing
on the silky feeling of the precum dripping slowly
over his fingers. He let the ball go
with another slight ‘pop’ and moved his lips towards the head again, exhaling
over the dripping tip.
shut. ‘He really does learn quite fast,’ he thought.
if it tasted as bad as he’d heard, but wouldn’t stop now.
be salty but not nearly as unpleasant as he’d expected.
and pumping his head quickly up and down.
He knew he must be doing something
right to make the demon’s eyes squeeze so tightly shut, the fingers clutch onto
his hair a little more insistently.
was venomously against malmalemale pairings with humans—children produced from
such could only be miserable, never belonging anywhere, but using a mortal male
to ease the tension was fine, as long as you didn’t fall in love with
them. Besides that, the complete
submission in the name of education was exciting. It didn’t’ matter if the monk
was “in the mood” or not, for the next few weeks, he existed to serve and
service him. Sesshomaru
liked feeling that powerful sort of lust—a lover, however temporary, who didn’t
treat him like a cripple because of his missing arm.
further toward the edge of a cliff and beckoned him over it.
the back of the monk’s head, growling softly as he pistoned
hip hips forward, shoving his need deep down the human’s throat and exploded.
surprise as the hot liquid began pouring down his throat.
for the firm globes of Sesshomaru’s ass.
swallow as quickly as possible. The
bizarre sensation made his own need swell between his legs and he closed his
eyes, imagining Kouga crying out his name—no tears
this time though. ‘
felt the member go flaccid between his lips and let it slip out, looking up to
find not Kouga, but Sesshomaru
there with sweat glistening on alabaster skin and golden eyes slowly returning
to reality, pushing his fingers through silver hair.
thought, ‘but it isn’t like Kouga.
feet and nodded him over the the futon.
watching Sesshomaru spread his knees and lie down on
his stomach between them. “Do you really
like to, you know…as much as you say?” he couldn’t help but ask.
the innocent blush. “Unlike those people
who fall for someone even though they’re the same sex, human, I am quite
gay. I like dick, love has nothing to do
with it. I’ll be the guy who’s letting
you fuck him feels the same. If it will
make you hornier, close your eyes and pretend that I am him.
all. You ought to enjoy it.”
swollen shaft, easily taking the generous pistol between his lips and down his
throat. Miroku
lay his head back and closed his eyes—a man, a man who wasn’t
why? This went far beyond kindness and
duty, but he’d been beyond that for a long time now.
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Was it because of lust?
kind of shame over a few tears?
languidly along the pulsingvein on the underside of
the shaft, and when it hit the bundle of nerves just below the head,
name the monk called out, but didn’t miss a beat, artfully manipulating the
head, rolling his tongue over the slit to lap up the little droplets of
playing the bottom—it was disturbingly hilarious and made him consider the monk
more carefully. It would take a very
special human to tame that brat prince.
was too willful, or Sesshomaru too frosty—well,
really, the reasons didn’t matter much.
It was just interesting was alE>all.
monk couldn’t afford to waste time with blow jobs.
back. “Do you stretch him, mo he
he
asked, hovering over the human, hard again.
started racing in fear.
know how he is feeling in the first place.”
pushed one knee up to his chest and told him to wrap his arm around it.
do.”
understood. The first time was always
the worse, not that he’d say so. He’d
played both sides of this game, but preferred the top; he could tell the monk
would be the same. “Take a deep breath,”
he stated, slowly reaching to stroke the human’s shaft—nothing erased pain like
pleasure did. There, better.
else could he do? He didn’t want to make
Kouga cry anymore.
Sesshomaru stopped his actions.
are a virgin yet.”
just one finger. It felt strange.
clamping onto you, ease it in and out a few times as if it were your dick and
you were fucking him.”
who, eyes squeezed shut, whispered the wolf youkai’s
name again.
instructed. This time
Get them in as deeply as possible.”
Miroku exhaled and tried again.
granting him just enough pleasure to make it bearable.
said. “Feel around.
ready, scissor them apart and stretch yourself.
You’re stretching your hole wide enough to fit something much larger
than your fingers—remember that.”
deeply. The pain eased more quickly than
he’d expected. He looked at
Now the third finger.
understood. The monk had taken too long
and the finger was dry. The first time
was always the worst, Sesshomaru knew thall-all-too-well, and took pity on the monk, though he’d never say so aloud.
his head down to the fingers and plugged anus, and beginning to lathe his
tongue over both. Miroku
blushed. Not long ago he’d felt that
finger-fucking another man’s ass was too intimate, but this… ‘Kouga
would love this,’ he thought, surprising himself as Sesshomaru
finished making the area quite wet again.
“Alright, now put it in.
found something. ‘What was
that?’ He sought it out and
instinctively pushed his fingers at the flash of pleasure.
monk impale himself a third time. “That
is what you aim for when you fuck a man,” he said, taking Miroku’s
wrist and sliding the fingers out of him.
He kneeled beside the human’s head.
“Now make this wet as well, Miroku,” he said,
using the human’s name for the very first time, not sure which made him humor
that particular impulse. The monk didn’t
hesitate in bringing the member into his mouth this time.
pushed him roughly away, exhaling heavily.
He really did learn quite fast.
He knew it was going to be agonizingly painful either way, so he opted
to plunge all the way in in one swift, smooth
stroke. At least then it would be brief.
flashes of ren drowning out his vision as tears began
pouring from his eyes.
instinct reaction would be to scramble off of the straining flesh that had
split him open. This was a bad first
experience herehere ever was one.
softly than was his habit, remembering that his situation had been even worse
than this. “but
this is what you’re willing to do for the man you love, right?”
surprise. ‘Love?
Do I…love Kouga?’
mental image of the sleeping wolf curled against his chest came to him.
teeth. “For love.