Pain and Pleasure

Pain and Pleasure

Disclaimer: I don't own Inu or the gang... I have to find a way to steal Miroku >> <<

A/N: This is my longest chapter so far... And I had planned on it being really short! I just got more and more ideas for what was going to happen in this chapter and added them :D Hope you like! There's lots of Lime! >D
Oh, and t a t a review which made me realize that, sadly yes, Sango is OOC. I actually didn't realize this because I hadn't stopped to think about it. Sango would never allow herself to end up in a relationship like the one she's in now. I apologize for not mentioning that, if anyone was somehow offended... Anywoot, I'll get her as IC as possible, as fast as possible (much to Miroku's approval... ;D).
Oh, and for those of you who DON'T know, UST=Unresolved Sexual Tension.


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Sango, unsure what else to do, decided to pay Kagome a visit and tell her what was up. She went to her room and got on a clean pair of clothes. Stopping brieflforefore leaving, Sango glared at her Diary. It was the one variable in her little experiment...

Miroku had to talk to InuYasha to get his buddy's point of view on the situation. Maybe InuYasha could help him out, hopefully he could... Miroku didn't know what he'd do otherwise.

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"Yeah, so I ended up with him against a wall, and I was kissing him passionately," Sango finished her explanation to Kagome. Kagome sat wide-eyes and shocked that Sango had done that, and even more so that she would admit it.

"I don't believe it..." Kagome murmured halfheartedly.

Sango began a mild rampage, pacing back and forth, "Oh my Gods, I can't stand him!"

"But didn't you say that you were kissing him, and I quote, 'passionately'?" Kagome teased her friend.

"No, you don't get it!" Sango seemed more than happy to explain as she blurted out, "I hate him! That's why I'm doing it, I hate that filthy bastard!" Sango, though not even she knew it at the time, was saying this erelerely convince one pn--hn--herself.

"If you really hate him, then why can't you stop talking about him constantly? It seems to me that you're in love." Kagome stated simply.

"Love?!" Sango rolled her eyes and sighed irritably, "I hate everything about him. I hate his stupid smirk. I hate his lousy attitude. I hate how he dresses. I even hate how he ties his shoes!" Sango clenched her fists.

"You noticed how he ties his shoes? Girl, you have got it bad!" Kagome laughed.

"No! I hate him, hate him, hate him!" Sango growled.

"You hate him..." Kagome echoed Sango's words, "So, you assaulted him sexually?" She raised a brow.

"That's exactly it! I'm doing it to teach him a lesson about women! Because he's a selfish, stuck-up, perverted ass and he deserves it!" Sango cackled insanely; she was so excited to "get revenge" on Miroku, she could hardly contain herself.

"I think he's going to enjoy it..." Kagome was trying desperately now to stop this insane plan, she knew Sango would end up doing something regretful.

"He will! I know, that's part of my plan! You see, I'm going to pleasure him in ways he didn't know were possible," this got Kagome's eyes wider, "and then... And then I'll give him the cold shoulder! I'll go cold turkey!"

"Isn't going 'cold turkey' another term for 'quitting from an addictive substance, and in your case, person'?" she smirked, knowing she had finally gotten the truth from the sinister Sango, and now Kagome knew more why she was going to go through with this whole plan of hers.

"I- uh, what? No, what I meant was..." Sango felt her cheeks burning. 'I shouldn't have said that...' she mentally kicked herself.

"Well, now why don't you just tell him your feelings? You won't have to do this crazy plan thing..." Kagome tried to reason with her irrational friend.

"Feelings?! I have no feelings for him!" Sango glared coldly, knowing her cheeks were bright red. She stood, ready to leave. "I'm going to-" she blinked, not sure what she was doing, "I have some errands to run, see ya!" She headed for the door, "Oh, and I DO NOT have feelings for him!" She growled and left.

"Yeah, if you say so..." Kagome had a plan...

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"So, she pinned me against the wall and ... she," Miroku searched for the words to describe the sensations he felt earlier, "she made me feel so complete..." His eyes were dreamy as he remembered how soft her lips were against his neck.

"Too much information," growled InuYasha, who was somehow dragged into listening to his love-struck friend.

"No, not anything weird. I mean... How do you feel when you're around Kagome?" Miroku looked to the dog demon, expecting a meaningful answer.

"None of your damned business!" InuYasha glared, threatening injuries if Mirokuhed hed on the subject.

"Okay, okay, just... That's exactly how I felt, when she was near me," the young male stared at his friend, hoping he would understand just how important "she" was to him.

InuYasha smirked, finally realizing that Miroku wasn't just infatuated with Sango, he truly loved her. He always thought Sango was just another butt for Miroku to squeeze, but apparently he was wrong--it was so much more than that. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?" The white-haired male asked his friend.

Sighing, Miroku shrugged, "I don'know..." His head drooped, as if his dreams were crushed. "I need to go see if I can do something about this... Well, I'll see you later. Thanks for listening..." Miroku stood, his face not showing any emotion whatsoever as he exited InuYasha's apartment.

InuYasha, feeling slightly responsible for his friend's unhappiness, decided to do something about it...

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Kagome called InuYasha to have him help out with her plan.

"...Yeah.... Uh huh," Kagome was making sure her lover remembered the plan.

"Okay, so then," InuYasha's husky voice came from the other line, "I'll go to my car and you'll come out?"

"Yup, you got it," Kagome told him.

"Okay, so around 8?" The dog demon had to be sure he got this right.

"Exactly. Okay, I'm going to call Sango. Love you, bye," Kagome waited for the normal response before she hung up.

"Love you more," he growled seductively into the phone and before Kagome could say anything, she heard a click of the phone hanging up.

"Hm..." Kagome shook her head, wondering what had gotten into him.

Kagome called up Sango, inviting her over to InuYasha's place later tonight. Though Sango protested, she was finally talked into it.

InuYasha didn't have to persuade Miroku to come over, because Miroku thought it was just a normal get together. He had no idea that InuYasha and Kagome were planning something...

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"The fun has arri~~ved!" Miroku opened the door, happy to his friend.

"Hey, what's up?" InuYasha asked casually.

"Nothing much," he stopped the conversation short as he heard the door opening. 'InuYasha didn't say anyone else was coming over. It's probably Kagome,' he reassured himself.

Sango entered, smiling, but when her eyes fell on Miroku she nearly fell over. "What's HE doing here?!" she wanted it to come out harsh, but she sounded more than surprised.

"I had no idea he was coming over," Kagome lied innocently.

InuYasha looked to Kagome, remembering the plan. "You should have told me you were inviting Sango over, too."

Kagome tilted her head, "I thought you'd think that I'd automatically invite her."

Sango was glaring at Miroku, as the young man smiled nervously back at her.

Kagome decided this was a bad way to start, so she waved the two boys over to some couches. "Sango and I can get some chips and drinks," she walked into the kitchen, which was set off by a swinging door.

"What are you scheming?" Sango accused her friend.

"Scheming? Me?" Kagome smiled innocently.

"You're going to pay for this," Sango glared as she grabbed a soda from the fridge.

The kitchen door swung open and Miroku walked in, shooting Sango a feisty grin as she was bent over and rummaging through the fridge. "I like the view," Miroku commented as he admired Sango's rear. His fingers went to cop a feel but the young maiden whirled around and shot him an icy glare.

Miroku's fingers twitched, knowing groping her bosom would result in pain, lots of pain. Sango shook with what appeared to be rage, but was actually self-control--she had to control herself from jumping on Miroku and making her dirty fantasies real.

"Boy," started Kagome, "there's enough UST in here to cut with a knife! Why don't you two just admit that you love each other and skip to the naughty part?" Kagome smirked as she grabbed a bowl of chips, two sodas, and walked out of the kitchen. She sat by InuYasha, "Don't go in that kitchen for a while."

"Why?" questioned the dog demon.

"Just don't," she smiled and cuddled next to him.

"Oh, there's a carnival later. Wanna go?" he looked to the black-haired maiden for an answer.

"Yeah, let's take the lovebirds, too..." she was scheming again...

The second the swinging door closed, Sango all but tackled Miroku against the counter.

Shocked, Miroku couldn't control his hands as they instantly went to fondle her bottom, "Well, hello. Someone sure is happy to see me," he smiled seductively at Sango.

She began to dig her fingers into his loose shirt, unintentionally pulling her body so it seemed plastered to his. "Shut up," she hiss

She lifted herself onto her tippy toes, forcing Miroku to lean back more. She brought her lips to his, kissing him roughly. Her tongue dipped out, coaxing Miroku's lips open to allow her tongue to travel freely in his warm mouth. He parted his lips, and her tongue began to brush against his, then she forcefully rubbed her tongue against his. She loved the taste of his mouth, there was a faint taste of alcohol on his heated breath.

Not knowing what to do as the woman he loved began to assault him, he allowed his tongue to tickle hers. He traced her tongue until he found her lips, and shoved his tongue in her mouth, mimicking her movements. He was struggling to breathe as he registered that, yes, Sango's hands were traveling down his chest, past his stomach, past his navel, and "Oh, Gods..." he moaned into her mouth.

Her hands fumbled with his belt, pulling it open and unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. Her tongue continued to dance with his, though now both of the lover's attention were on the girl's curious hands. She lightly tickled his soft skin as she allowed one hand to venture into the confining material.

Miroku could already feel an erection starting, just thinking about getting a hand-job from her was almost more than he could handle. Sango could feel a wetness growing between her thighs, she had never been so bold or dominant before ... she liked it.

Her hand finally found it's goal, and she wrapped her digits about his fresh arousal. "You're a big boy," she murmured against his lips with a teasing tone lingering on her breath. As she pleasured him, his hands went to the counter to ort ort his body from falling back.

She started to stroke his length, much enjoying his gasps and whimpers. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her palm. She caressed the object in her hand, circling the tip with her thumb and teasing the shaft with her four fingers. She gripped the length in her hand and started moving her hand back and forth, slowly to allow him to be pleasured like never before. "Sango..." he moaned.

She brought her mouth to his ear and blew in it, whispering in a husky voice, "What?"

Shivering, the slave responded to his master, "More, please..."

She all but obliged as she pulled on his manhood, bringing her hips to the front of his pants and grinding herself against him.

"Ah!" he closed his eyes and allowed her to continue. He could feel his orgasm growing, but he didn't want to get it all over his pants--he had a party to attend still. "Sango!" he moaned, gasping for breath, "I'm going to cum if you don't stop."

Trailing her lips down his ear lobe and to his cheek, she stopped at his lips and stared him in the eyes. She grinned playfully, "That's my plan." Her voice was low and seductive, and it set his nerves on fire.

"But," he started, "Kagome and InuYasha." He was hoping he didn't have to explain anymore.

"Oh," she narrowed her eyes and licked her lips, "that's all your worried about."

He nodded, trying not to concentrate on the twitching annoyance between his legs and Sango's warmth against him.

"Well, then we can fix that," she grinned, and Miroku's face distorted, unsure what she had planned.

Sango lowered herself, until her face was at his belt line. He stared at her in shock, she wasn't actually going to do that, was she?!

She was. She pulled his pants and boxers down to his thighs and immediately engulfed his member with her lips. Miroku had to control his hips, they wanted to thrust into Sango's mouth until he was satisfied, but he was sure she wouldn't like that. He gripped the back of her head softly, and guided her back and forth on his cock. She sucked gently on the object in her mouth, and went with the back and forth motion Miroku had started.

She circled the head of his dick with her tongue, hoping he would cum before someone came back in the kitchen. Her hands assisted and rubbed the base of his hard-on as she sucked harder. She shoved her mouth forward, so his erection rubbed the back of her throat. She had to try hard not to gag, but she knew he'd enjoy this.
was was surprised she could take so much in her mouth. She rubbed his member from her lips, along the ridges on the roof of her mouth, to the back of her throat over and over. He felt his peak rising quickly.

"Oh, Sango, ahhh!" he cried as his sticky cum exploded into the back of her throat. She quickly swallowed the salty juices and licked his weakening erection one last time before standing to admire her work. The back-haired male was panting heavily, his face was sweaty, and he seemed pleased.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked casually as she licked her lips.

Nodding, he could barely mumble an incoherent, "Uh huh." He pulled his pants up and buckled his belt.

Se turned to leave and felt an all too familiar hand on her butt. She whirled back to face Miroku. "You're so predictable," she growled.

His breathing returning to normal, he had to find a way to pay Sango back for this "torture" she had treated him to, "So you think I'm predictable? You think I 't s't surprise you in ANY way? Would you like to bet on that?" He was figuring, if he wanted to surprise her, he might as well make money doing it too...

"A bet?" she was skeptical, "What kind of bet?"

"I bet I can shock you more than you've ever thought possible in the next 24 hours," he grinned.

"It's a deal," she bit her lower lip and thought for a moment, "and that means no groping me, because that's predictable."

Sighing, he agreed hesitantly, "Fine."

He reached his hand out to seal the deal with a handshake. She shook his hand. He pulled her to himself and French-kissed her harshly. When he released her, he smiled. She looked shocked, "One point for me!" He walked past the confused Sango and out the door.

"How did that happen?" Sango stood with a blank expression on her face. "How did ANY of that just happen? Did I just give him a blow job...?" She blinked, unsure how Kagome had planned it.

Miroku came back in, "Want to go the carnival? InuYasha wants to know."

She turned around, "Okay. Sounds," she paused and said suggestively, "fun."

*****

The four arrived at the town carnival, it was around nine o'clock. The moon cast an intimate light around the park, in opposition to the fun colored lights and festive booths.

Miroku walked up to Sango and draped his arm around her shoulder, "Hey, want to ride the Ferris wheel with me?" He kept his tone casual, otherwise she'd get a "point."

InuYasha and Kagome trailed behind Miroku and Sango, each of the men with his arm draped around his woman. They reached the Ferris wheel and Miroku and Sango were loaded on first. InuYasha took a seat on the swinging bench, and waited for Kagome.

"Hey," she nodded to the worker of the wheel, "make them," she motioned to Miroku and Sango, "stop at the top. Give them about 15 minutes" She handed the man a ten dollar bill and winked.

"Sure thing." The man pocketed the money and waved Kagome on the ride.

"Thanks, Parii-san," she smiled at her friend and loaded in beside InuYasha.

The wheel would start and stop continuously as passengers boarded. Finally, the ride started. On the drops, Miroku would throw his hands into the sky and yell, "Wheeeeeeee!" Which was annoying the hell out of Sango.

The ride creaked and shook to a halt, with Miroku and Sango stopping at the top. "I'm sorry," yelled the man from far below, "there's no need to worry, it appears we're having some technical difficulties. We'll have the ride up and running again in about 15 minutes. Sorry for the inconvenience."

'Perfect,' Sango purred in her mind. "Great, just great!" Sango voiced sarcastically.

"You know it's your dream come true," Miroku growled flirtatiously, scooting closer to the lady beside him.

"One point for me," she smirked.

Sighing, Miroku remembered their bet. He had to shock her, but how?

"Isn't it romantic?" Sango sighed, staring at the black abyss above them, blotted with tiny firefly-like stars and a pearly white moon.

He brought is face to her ear, "Romance can only exist if it's between two people," he whispered softly in her ear. His tone shot shivers down Sango's spine.

Trying to keep her modesty in a public place she responded coldly, "Bite me, Miroku

He moved his mouth to her neck and his hot breath came out husky, "If you insist." And with those words his teeth closed gently on the side of her neck. He tugged softly on the section of skin he held possessively in his mouth, flicking his tongue against her neck.

He received a fair response as she moaned and writhed at his playful game.

He wanted to show her just how much he appreciated what she had done earlier for him... He swooped his outside hand over to her and slipped it under her belt line. Her eyes went wide as his hand immediately found what it was searching for, and to calm Sango's loud moans he covered her mouth with his own. He mumbled playfully into her mouth, "One point for me." As he smothered her lips with his own and caressed her tongue with his own, his fingers were busy working their way inside Sango's core.

She was hot and wet, which made the intrusion of his fingers an easier task. He shoved two of his fingers into her, causing her to squirm and position her legs further apart for him to have better access. He began to finger her slowly, enjoying the tight, wet pressure on his digits. She screamed into his mouth, bucking her hips against his hand.

'This wasn't supposed to happen... Oh, well, I'm not complaining,' she shrugged it off as she began to feel her orgasm building.

Miroku brought his thumb into play, allowing it to tease and caress Sango's clit. Sango gasped, breaking the kiss as she arched herself more to aid his hand.

Feeling the need to establish dominance in the beginning relationship, Miroku stopped fingering her and growled, "Say my name."

Needing to release herself, she obeyed instantly. She moaned, "Miroku!"

"Come on, I know you can do better than that," his tongue flicked out and tasted her upper lip.

"More, oh Gods, Mirokuuu," she whimpered and jerked her hips against his fingers.

"Now, that's better," he quickly picked up where he left off, only his pace was quicker and his force was harder. He wanted to make her cry out his name.

"Oh, Miroku," she felt on the verge of climaxing, "don't..."

Halting he stared blankly at her, "You don't want this?"

She shook her head and in between gasps, desperately moaned, "Don't stop!"

Again he took her mouth in his, knowing an orgasmic cry would be obvious to everyone in the park. He hurried and fingered her as fast as he could. He used his other arm to pull her hips closer and balance her back slightly.

"Come on, Sango," he murmured against her lips. Finally she released, screaming his name deep into his throat. "Good girl," he smiled, sliding his fingers from the warmth. He brought his fingers covered in her juices to his mouth, lapping and sucking his fingers clean. "Mmm, you taste so good," he murmured as he finished the last bit of the liquid from his forefinger. "I want more," his eyes were dreamy, he wasn't focused on anything but Sango.

As Miroku slid his hand down Sango's belly and back into her pants, the ride jerked and started up. "Shit," he removed his hand and pouted.

As the ride lowered, Sango looped her arm with Miroku's and whispered in his ear, "You want to come over after this?"

Jumping at the opportunity, he couldn't hide the excitement in his voice, "Would I?!"

"One point for me," she snickered and lifted her arms for the man to raise their safety bar.

"Aw, you were joking?" he lifted his arms as the bar was raised.

"I wasn't joking," she got off the ride she shot Miroku a seductive smile and licked her lips.

He smiled back at her and got up, following her.

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A/N: Tee hee! Lots of Lime! Yay! Chapter 4 will be written and sent out very soon. And for those of you who don't like Lime/Lemon/etc, I'm sorry... Bue nee next chapter or two will be somewhat clean... ^_^; I love my readers! :D Thank you everyone who read my fic and liked it! n_n; The more reviews I get, the quicker I'll write the next chapter.