The 200 Words Of Sesshy/Miroku Smut Series
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Adult ++
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12
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Category:
InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male › Sesshōmaru/Miroku
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
4,525
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Tease
Sesshoumaru hissed gently as Miroku slid down his length, enveloping his member in his silken heat, finally settling down on the youkai's lap, impaled.
Sesshoumaru's claws clamped down on the pale hips, drawing blood. Miroku felt every inch of the hard length inside of him. He wriggled a bit, his eyes shooting open as the member brushed against his sweet spot. He scooped up to catch Sesshoumaru's lips in a needy, breathless kiss. His ass rose along his body, the youkai soon pulling him down, Miroku's moan breaking the kiss.
A tortuously slow pace made the monk squirm, discomforted and dissatisfied. The youkai laughed at the monks pleas, enjoying how his deliberate slowness rattled the lithe monk. Sesshoumaru got off on denying the monk from what he wanted. His languid thrusts soon made the monk lose patience completely. Miroku managed to surprise his lover and flipped them over, making Sesshoumaru rake against his insides in a delicious burn.
The monk leaned close and whispered delightful obscenities in Sesshoumaru's ear, getting him to finally act and pound into the willing body under him. The screams alone were reward enough for Sesshoumaru. And the incentives gasped between them.
They came hard, sated.
Sesshoumaru's claws clamped down on the pale hips, drawing blood. Miroku felt every inch of the hard length inside of him. He wriggled a bit, his eyes shooting open as the member brushed against his sweet spot. He scooped up to catch Sesshoumaru's lips in a needy, breathless kiss. His ass rose along his body, the youkai soon pulling him down, Miroku's moan breaking the kiss.
A tortuously slow pace made the monk squirm, discomforted and dissatisfied. The youkai laughed at the monks pleas, enjoying how his deliberate slowness rattled the lithe monk. Sesshoumaru got off on denying the monk from what he wanted. His languid thrusts soon made the monk lose patience completely. Miroku managed to surprise his lover and flipped them over, making Sesshoumaru rake against his insides in a delicious burn.
The monk leaned close and whispered delightful obscenities in Sesshoumaru's ear, getting him to finally act and pound into the willing body under him. The screams alone were reward enough for Sesshoumaru. And the incentives gasped between them.
They came hard, sated.