In The Wrong Hands

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and the idea wasn't completely mine... eh whatever just read!!
Warning: Fem Ejaculation going on.
"Who does he think he is?” She muttered gathering her things in the hut.
“How long will you be gone this time?” Sango asked.
“Not too long…” Kagome started but saw his shadow cast upon the wall next her. “But long enough to make plans with Hojo.” She said sticking her nose in the air and roughly threw her backpack on her back. She glanced at Inuyasha already seeing the anger bubble in his veins before brushing past him to leave. He just stood there seething as she hopped over the edge of the well.
“Hojo? Who’s Hojo?” Sango asked innocently as Inuyasha growled.
“None of your business…” He stormed off.
“If I’m correct that is a boy in Kagome’s time who takes her out for personal, intimate moments called dates.” Miroku provided. “Inuyasha caught him trying to kiss Kagome-sama, once.”
“Oh…” Sango nodded. “At least he doesn’t push Kagome around for talking to Kouga but goes after Kikyo in a heartbeat.” Sango muttered grabbing the bath stuff Kagome left for her. “I’m going to bathe…” She said marching off. “If you expect to live don’t let me catch you staring…” She called over her shoulder. In a couple of moments Miroku stood.
“Where are you going?” Kaede asked.
“She said “Don’t let me catch you staring.” I won’t let her catch me.” Miroku grinned making the old woman laugh to herself. “Where is Shippo?” She asked suddenly.

“Hmm….” Shippo stuck out his tongue looking at the arrows that landed at his feet. “Kagome shoots an arrow and it looks so easy.” He picked up the arrow aiming for a tree and pulled it before it fell at his feet again. “What am I doing wrong?” He muttered thinking about how Kagome does it. He spread his feet to stand firmly. His posture was straight. He stretched out the hand with the bow and readied the arrow. He pulled back keeping his front hand out and he released it. It zipped past the tree he was aiming at. “Well I got it to go…” He mumbled disappointedly. “But I missed my target.”


”Sometimes I begin to wonder if men are worth it anymore.” Sango muttered stripping down to nothing. She bent to pick up the rose smelling soap Kagome had given her and felt a pinch on her rear. Her ponytail brushed her shoulders as she looked around. She half expected the houshi to be near but she caught no senses of him. “The houshi…” She thought dreamily. Her face heated up a little as she stepped into the water. It was slightly chilly, so she cupped her hands and splashed it onto her pale flesh. She repeated the motion once more before holding her hand at her breast a second more rubbing it softly. “Bathe…” She reminded herself stepping into the cool water shuddering slighting in the cool fluid… and yet… the cold water did nothing for her temperature level. Her body felt…warm and tingly. “I hope I am not catching fever.” She added removing the tie that held her hair up high. The feeling of her own hair made her nerve ending stand on end. Oddly enough her hair felt good against her flesh.
“Odd…” She whispered bring her hand up to brush the strands away from her bare shoulder. As her fingertips brushed the area a slight gasp wriggled its way out of her throat. Once more she moved her hand to touch the bareness of her shoulder once more and it felt just as good. Idly she started at her left shoulder in awe as her hand began to slide a trail all the way down her arm.
“…” He was speechless. He had been that way since he saw her splashing the water on her breasts. Sure he had seen the demon hunter nude many times before, much like the miko she kept in her company. Each female had their points of awe that set the ball of perverseness in his mind but the miko had nothing on the woman before him. But nonetheless he had been in more awe simply because the water must’ve been cool this time, the way her nipples hardened once the water touched them. No… nothing like the way they’d harden when warmth touched them. But even he found her behavior now puzzling.
Like anytime before she got into the water…Splashing herself with it before sinking her body into the shallow fluid. From there she let her hair down, her way of REALLY relaxing he guessed. Why she did that he never understood since she only brushed the strands out of the way and off of her shoulders only to have the breeze blow them back. But tonight, after brushing the strands away her fingers linger on her shoulder and stroked them until a look of pleasure took place in her eyes and her mouth parted in a gasp. It seemed as if the touch alone invoked something he had repeatedly wished he could invoke… but no, Sango wasn’t that kind of girl.
But even with the knowledge of how she is, it didn’t change the fact that right before his eyes she seemed to ENJOY the touch on her shoulder. Wait… she discovered the sensation traveled down her to her forearm and back. Back up her fingers traveled over what he had come to assume to be soft flesh and now across her collar bone. He would give anything to see things from in front of her right now. To see the journey her fingers were embarking, to see how her face would contort.

”Very odd…” She panted out as her fingers traced lines across her chest before finding its way down to her breast. Touching the stiffness of her nipples just set her wires into shock and it all traveled to her crotch that contracted its muscles once. Upon touching there once more lower muscles contracted in response beckoning for attention. Slowly the delicate fingers of her other hand traced a path lower and lower. She wasn’t stupid to the art of touching herself…but to do it usually brought on unwanted attention from horny animal demons… “But I’m in the water now… My scent shouldn’t be as strong…” She reasoned aloud, anything to give her a reason to do this… she was hot, unbearably hot even if the water she was settled in was cool. But that didn’t matter…now.
Once slipping inside the slit she could feel her clit was already standing to attention. Shock her fingers withdrew disrupting the water. Slowly she slipped her lower lip in her mouth between her teeth and she slipped her fingers back inside the outer folds this time prepared for the hot shock that stunned her system. It really has been a while... Her mind reminded her as her fingers slowly moved. Her head lolled back to rest against the rock behind her. She hadn’t even heard the moan that erupted from her throat when her inner folds clenched once. Faster… Her mind prodded as fantasies of that dangerous right hand doing the deed played in her mind. That dangerous hand…
“Miroku…” Her mind gasped this time grasping she had moaned his name.
“Did she just…?” He remained perfectly still face stark white. The first moan had been enough for him to know exactly what was going on in the frontal area, but to hear his name follow.
“Miroku…” She did it again. She felt it as her fingers continued rubbing the attentive button. She was close… so close…
*snap*
‘Shit...’ She groaned as her eyes snapped open to glance around the vicinity. The hazy part of her mind hoped it would be the monk. This truly would’ve been the only time she’d welcome him spying on her bathing. But she saw nothing and almost pouted. Her level had dropped a bit and no Miroku to help.
“No Miroku...” She frowned as her teeth started to chatter. It seemed that no matter how much her blood was racing her flesh still was cold from the water and that could be dangerous. So she stood up grasping a towel to dry off when she felt something against her thigh... her own juices flowed so much they were really dribbling out to her leg. “ I didn’t know I was so excited...” She moved her hand to smear the fluid up and brushed her nether lips and immediately she found herself still a bit too sensitive.
“Sango...” His mouth moved before he could stop himself. So much for trying to be discreet. He had nearly given up his position when he broke that twig simply because he had been trying to free himself from the confines of his robes to rub that ache.
“Houshi-sama...” She whispered. He expected a hit or something but nothing came... instead she stayed where she was rubbing herself again judging by her arm movement. “Houshi-Sama...Help me... please.” Her voice was pleading. “I’ll forgive you this one time.” He watched the jerky movements of her arm speed up before slowing becoming forceful. She leaned back he could’ve creamed himself just looking at her. So flush, bottom lip held secure by her upper teeth, her eyes half shut heavy with desire. Her breasts rising and falling with her deep gasps and from the center of all that was her...She gushed quite literally. Juices fled from her body as proof of her peak.
“Sango...” He watched her body jerk expelling more of juice that was her. His feet led the way as he knelt next to her. “I never knew you...”
“Could make such a mess?” She looked away embarrassed but he feverishly kissed her throat and made his way down her to suck on her breast.
“No mess... a rare talent...” He moaned against her breast. “I know few who do...” His fingers moved to touched her anywhere they could....
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*Sticks out tongue* Yeah I left you high and dry here.. Be back with the next part soon