Benifits of plight

Disclaimer: as much as I hate doing this ( I like self denial better)) I do not own these characters or blah blah blah you know the drill so just have fun with more of my (semi ploted) smut


Chapter summery: mirokus wind tunnal….gone how could it be naraku has some devious plans and this chapter proves handsome mens brains are in their pants ( and soon to be inside….)) ok that’s enough secrets for now so see my devious smut filled fate a written document proving miroku is most desirable.


“So what is your name?” Miroku asked caringly. He felt the boy withdraw but soon larger adult arms wrapped around his shoulders. Miroku’s eyes widened as he saw whose reflection stared back at him from the waters surface.

“Naraku.” Naraku’s arms wrapped tighter around him. “And you are mine.” Miroku pushed naraku from him and lifted his hand removing the sacred beads. What happened caused his jaw top anp and naraku to laugh. The windtunnel that had once adorned his palm had vanished leaving behind only a smokey circle that bubbled out of his hand as if a strange egg had been pressed up to block it.

“ what the hell? What’s happening?” miroku pressed his fingers over the surface trying to push it in. It rufused to move, the surface beneath his fingers was smooth and felt like fine silk and as cool as stream water. “what did you do to my windtunnle naraku?” Miroku questioned angrily.

“ why hoshi, I am insulted by the insinuation for I am certin I have done nothing to you…yet. You should find the true culprit before placing blame.” Naraku eyed him slyly in mock offence. There was movement under the bridge someone was there. Without the slightest warning musashi lept up next to naraku with a smile.

“ yes miroku, I would not be so easily convinced into giving up credit for my deeds.” His voice was dark and all to much like the man next to him. “ not even master naraku can take that from me.” He gloated sharing a loving grin with the man who had most likely spawned him.

“ you know miroku-chan, you really shouldn’t accept gifts, antidotes or otherwise, from men you don’t know so easily. They could have unknown sideaffects.” Such arrogance rang in his voice, a trap miroku had fallen into gladly without looking back.

“ you bastard!” Miroku yelled in hurt outrage as tears threatened to well up upon him. “ I TRUSTED YOU! And you were working for naraku all along.” He redied his staff to fight only to have naraku grab it. With a soft tug the staff left his hands and was tossed beyond sight.

“ oh my poor miroku” naraku wrapped his arms around miroku’s shoulders, dominating him with such a simple movement. “ don’t worry I will be getting what I want soon enough.”Naraku steeped away as musashi jumped up to snagg miroku’s arms behind his back. Naraku lead the way to a hut not far away and entered immediately igniting candels all around. Entering the coll room and taking a look around it was no mystery that this room was made for love. Leather toys and metal rings hung from the walls as well as many dildos and sextoys.

As soon as he was released musashi locked the only exit putting up a strong barrier and lifted miroku’s robe up and over his head tossing it away. Miroku stood in only a loin cloth and his sandels rage burning in his eyes showing now shame.

“ Naraku…I’ll kill you!” With that miroku launched himself at his opponent his teeth gnashing against one another. He was so close to naraku he could feel his breath when something wrapped around his neck and pulled him back. He struggled against it clawing hopleslly at it. His struggling stopped as its grip tightend and threatened to strangle him. He noticed something in the far dark corner of the room there sat a golem clad in naraku’s kimono grinning lightly. Wrapped around his throat a long clammy tentical.

“ now miroku I would not suggest such an attack again I really have no idea what the golem would do.” Musashi taunted. More tenticals shot out of the golem taking firm hold of miroku’s arms legs and midsection covering and holding him.

“ naraku what are you…what!” Miroku yelped in surprise as he was flipped face up in the air he hung his legs forcibly bent at the knee and above him spread wide. His arms up and out his hands able to be seen. Tenticals crisscrossed across his chest suspending him like a human swing in mid air. Naraku made his way between miroku’s legs and trailed a finger down his abdomen.

“ now my little hoshi, it is time to taste of all your little delights” his evil grin glinted in the light as his hands began to do as they pleased.


Cri: and that my loyal loyal readers is the next chappiie. Yes I know it short but it late I am dressed and typing what more do you people want….-_-

Siya: please forgive her she is a yaoi nut and well she is hyper and tired at the same time

Cri: WHAT DID YOU SAY *foams at the mouth*

Siya: I told you to take your meds today

Cri: I couldn’t find them I was using them as a ball so naturally I lost it right as I was starting to have fun

Siya: well scince she is totally off her nut

Cri: but naraku is on miroku’s!!!! * mindless rocking*

Siya: yes that is very nice … anyway wait for more from this crazy yaoi junky