Within Sealed Caves

Inuyasha sighed blissfully as he began to wake from the best sleep he’d had in years. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a full night’s sleep where he wasn’t constantly woken up at every odd noise. He’d spent his entire life sleeping with ‘one-eye-open’ and only now realized how little rest he really ever got.

He let out another happy sigh and stretched. This caused certain muscles to twinge and his warm pillow to shift. It wasn’t until the arms wrapped around him that Inuyasha realized his pillow was breathing and one of the hands was encased in cloth and beads.

‘Miroku? Miroku!’ Inuyasha startled as the previous night rushed back to him and tried to pull away from the body below him, but the arms just tightened and held him close. The monk mumbled sleepily and buried his face in the hanyou’s white hair, breathing deeply and making the hanyou blush.

He felt the moment Miroku woke fully, the body holding him going still. There was a deep sigh and the arms around him loosened slightly but didn’t let go.

“You’re awake, aren’t you?” the deep voice asked quietly.

Inuyasha let out his own sigh before closing his eyes.

“Yeah…”

“How are you feeling?”

A little unsure how to answer, Inuyasha just shrugged in the monk’s arms. He was a little surprised Miroku was still holding on to him. He would’ve expected his friend to be furious… then again… if he remembered correctly, the brunette had been more than willing during their exertions the night before. Just thinking about it made the hanyou blush and he shifted nervously, trying to keep the monk oblivious to his steadily growing problem.

Inuyasha refused to ever admit that he let out a rather undignified ‘eep’ as Miroku quickly laid him on his back so that he could hover over his hanyou friend. The concern in Miroku’s face caught him off guard, as did the cloth-covered hand laying gently against his cheek.

“You ARE all right, aren’t you? I didn’t hurt you did I?” His voice was almost frantic with worry and Inuyasha nodded, staring up at his best friend with wide eyes.

“Yeah, Miroku. I’m really ok,” he answered slowly, trying his best for a reassuring smile. “Just feeling a little….”

‘Aroused? Willing for round 5?’ Inuyasha’s inner voice decided to chime in.

“…Strange.” he finished lamely, telling the voice to shut the hell up. Something flashed behind Miroku’s eyes, and the hanyou could almost swear that the monk had looked hurt. But the emotion was gone from the violet eyes before Inuyasha could really think about it.

Miroku nodded and moved to shift off of Inuyasha, inadvertently brushing against the hanyou’s straining arousal. Inuyasha hissed and whimpered at the teasing contact, unaware that he had grabbed onto Miroku’s arms in order to hold the monk in place. Not that he needed to, Miroku had halted his own movements and now perched frozen over his friend.

“Inuyasha…” Miroku’s voice was nearly a whisper as he looked down at the proof of the hanyou’s state. Inuyasha could only whimper in response. His heat wasn’t over, even after all that had happened just a few hours before, he was still gripped in it.

“You’re still feeling the effects of it, aren’t you?” the monk asked slowly, repeating the barely-there brush of his thigh to Inuyasha’s cock.
Inuyasha threw his head back, baring his throat and moaning loudly as he thrust upwards, seeking firmer contact.

“Please… oh please…!” he begged shamelessly, hard as a rock from only those two gentle touches.

He was able to look up in time to see the most wicked, sexiest grin on the monk’s face.

“Well why didn’t you say something sooner.”

And then the monk was on him, devouring his mouth while his hands stroked every available patch of skin. Inuyasha suckled hungrily on the tongue that played with his own, moaning loudly as Miroku’s hips rocked firmly into his, arousal meeting arousal with delicious friction.

Inuyasha smelt the girls approach long before Miroku had a chance to sense them. The monk was startled when suddenly his purring hanyou jumped to his feet and charged the barrier, snarling and clawing like a wild thing. His fangs were bared, his claws elongated and his eyes had bled red.

Miroku looked on in confusion for a moment, before he sensed Kilala’s demonic aura, which meant Sango and most likely Kagome were on their way to the cave.

He jumped to his feet with a heartfelt ‘Fuck!’ and ran forward, trying to figure out how to get the snarling naked hanyou, as well as himself, clothed before the girls showed up and saw something they really didn’t need to.

But even as he reached the wild-eyed Inuyasha, Kilala touched down not five feet from the cave’s entrance. Miroku was suddenly very grateful that he had made the barrier to hold things in just as well as to keep them out.

Kilala took one look at Inuyasha and started to growl and back away a few steps.

“Kilala, what’s wrong?” Miroku could hear Sango ask, before the sounds of the slayer dismounting came to him.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome had obviously caught sight of the hanyou first, and Miroku’s heart leapt into his throat as she started rushing forward.

“GET BACK, KAGOME!” he yelled frantically, seeing her and Sango’s eyes go wide as they finally noticed the distinct lack of clothing on both of their friends. Inuyasha was still clawing at the barrier, trying to get through and attack what he must’ve perceived as rivals. Kagome was watching him warily, probably assuming that Inuyasha had lost himself to the demon again.

“Houshi-sama…” Sango started uncertainly.

“I’ll explain later, just get out of here!” if they came any closer he wasn’t sure that the barrier would hold Inuyasha back. Neither of the girls moved and just continued to stare. Inuyasha began to struggle harder to get out and Miroku knew he had to do something fast.

“GET OUT OF HERE!!!” he shouted, finally snapping the girls to attention, but not in the way he had hoped. Kagome took a step forward.

“Miroku, what’s going on? Is there anything I can do?’

“Yes! I need you both to leave! Inuyasha’s not himself right now and I don’t know how long I can hold him here,” he cried desperately. They had to leave!

Kagome took another step forward about to say something else, when a particularly loud growl from Inuyasha stopped her. She got a sad look on her face and Miroku knew what was coming.

“DON’T SAY IT!” he half-growled at her, glaring her down in such a way she actually took a step back. Miroku sighed and softened his gaze. “Trust me, it’s not going to work this time. Just please! Get back to Kaede’s. We’ll be along in another day or so.”

He saw the situation finally click in Sango’s mind, before he was treated to by far the deadliest glare she had ever leveled on him. But she just grabbed Kagome and headed for Kilala.

“Hey wait! Sango!” Kagome began in protest.

“We better listen to him. Believe, we’re only making it worse,” the slayer explained, climbing onto Kilala’s back. Kagome threw one last uncertain look at her snarling friend before following.

“You both are going to have to explain some things when you get back!” Sango warned, making Miroku wince as the girls took off. Oh joy… wouldn’t that be fun!

The girls were gone but Inuyasha was still growling and clawing at the barrier. Miroku tried to reach out to his friend but was shrugged off violently.

“Inuyasha… it’s all right! They’re gone!”

The hanyou still wasn’t listening to him.

“Inuysha! Stop! It’s all Right!”

Still no reaction.

Miroku thought quickly about everything he knew about demon relationships. Finally deciding on a course of action, he came up behind Inuyasha, offered up a quick prayer, and in one quick movement seized the hanyou around the waist and bit down HARD on the back of Inuyasha’s neck.

Inuyasha froze in his arms, a shudder running down his friend’s spine. Inuyasha’s claws were still extended, poised to strike the barrier, and he was still growling lowly in his chest.

Miroku had a brief moment to wonder if he had just signed his own death warrant, when Inuyasha went limp and whimpered in submission.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Miroku unclamped his jaw, giving the abused flesh an apologetic lick and drawing a delicious shiver out of the silver haired beauty.

“That’s better,” he said softly, slowly moving Inuyasha back into the cave. Gently he maneuvered the still very aroused Inuyasha to lay back down on his robes.

Inuyasha whimpered pathetically until Miroku covered him once more with his own body. With a few well placed licks and firm thrusts the monk had his friend purring and arching once more beneath him.

“That’s soooo much better,” he whispered breathlessly, enjoying the small whimpers and moans of pleasure that he could wring from Inuyasha. He leaned up and blew gently against on small fluffy ear, smiling as it twitched and Inuyasha groaned his delight.

“Now, sweetheart… where were we?”

Kuragari: *ducks behind desk* yes I know it’s kind of short and I picked a bad place to stop but I wanted to get this up and I’m not sure I should be writing full blown smut while on my friends couch >>; . Also there have been a lot of requests for a continuation, but I feel it’s only fair to warn you I hadn’t planned on continuing much past that last chapter… so Ideas! Suggestions! Let me hear them because I pretty much got nothing past this chapter.