The 200 Words Of Sesshy/Miroku Smut Series
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Adult ++
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12
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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male › Sesshōmaru/Miroku
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
4,513
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Fear
Disclaimer: The charecters depicted belong to Rumiko Takahashi, the company that made the anime and the one's who publish the manga.
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Their second time was turning out to be much like their first.
But in fact it didn't.
”Do you fear me?”
The voice was still emotionless and the hands that had him pinned against the tree still strong. He held his breath, shaking. For a one wipe of those hands and he would be dead.
”Yes.”
Waiting for the blow that never came he was instead rammed against the tree with such force it nearly ripped him apart. It seemed that fear aroused his ..lover, in lack of a better term. But in some perverse way he too enjoyed it, enjoyed to flirt with danger, with death. After all, wasn't his whole life that? With the curse he never knew when it would all be over.
So he let himself drown into the pain and pleasure he received from the silver haired demon. As he was not told to be still he met the other's thrust, taking his cock deep within him. He thought sadly in passing how he was just a convenient vent for the demon's lust.
They moaned, panted and finally came together. It ended with a kiss this time too. Rough and posessive. Maybe there was hope?
- - - - -
Their second time was turning out to be much like their first.
But in fact it didn't.
”Do you fear me?”
The voice was still emotionless and the hands that had him pinned against the tree still strong. He held his breath, shaking. For a one wipe of those hands and he would be dead.
”Yes.”
Waiting for the blow that never came he was instead rammed against the tree with such force it nearly ripped him apart. It seemed that fear aroused his ..lover, in lack of a better term. But in some perverse way he too enjoyed it, enjoyed to flirt with danger, with death. After all, wasn't his whole life that? With the curse he never knew when it would all be over.
So he let himself drown into the pain and pleasure he received from the silver haired demon. As he was not told to be still he met the other's thrust, taking his cock deep within him. He thought sadly in passing how he was just a convenient vent for the demon's lust.
They moaned, panted and finally came together. It ended with a kiss this time too. Rough and posessive. Maybe there was hope?