Miroku and Kagome: 36 tales of love and lust
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Miroku/Kagome
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Adult ++
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29
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Flash Flood - Theme: Deep
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Flash Flood
By Sarga
Inuyasha wouldn't speak to her. Sango wouldn't look her in the eye. All because of that damned monk!
Kagome had wanted to take things slow with the lecher, she had wanted to tell Sango in her own way that she was exploring feelings for the monk. She had wanted to talk to Inuyasha about her changing role in his life. Instead, Miroku had to go and grope her. And then kiss her. In front of everyone.
Kagome would never live it down.
Speaking of living it down... there was the pervert himself – the one she was going to verbally slaughter any second now...
“What are you doing?” Kagome bit out, her temperament still volatile.
“Ah... I was coming to see you actually. If this is a bad time...” He assessed her fuming countenance and backed up a step. “Perhaps I should come back another time,” Miroku turned to head back up the path to Kaede's hut but was stopped by a sharp word.
“Wait!” Kagome commanded just as harshly as she had greeted him. Sighing frustratedly, she toned down a little. “Wait, I don't have rosary beads for you, I can't do anything to stop you from doing something stupid like I can with Inuyasha.... Look, I'm angry 'cause I needed to tell him myself. He didn't need to see that, with no explanation. And Sango might have feelings for you. I needed to talk to her before we jumped into this,” Kagome waved her hand between the two of them. “...whatever this is.”
“Ah...” Miroku had a flash of insight. His usual wise appraisal of the situation had been off. “Alas, it is done now, there is nothing more to do than to continue our exploration of each other.” Miroku's words were punctuated with a caress across her cheek.
Kagome felt her stomach lurch way down low and leaned into his touch, With a small pant, she reached out to grasp his robes at chest-level and pressed her body close to his. With heavy-lidded eyes, Kagome allowed herself to give in to her lustful urges.
Leaning in for a kiss, Kagome pressed her lips softly against his. She felt as his hand shifted to the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue warring with her own. She felt a heat spread deep, deep down, the growing sensation almost overwhelming. His tongue caressed hers in a way that left no doubt of his abilities. She could almost feel that tongue on her clit, rubbing, tasting, stimulating. That low-down fire was burning hotter as his hand moved to caress her behind. She could almost feel him inside her building that passion to a pinnacle...
Oh Kami!
Had she just cum from a kiss?!?
Kagome shuddered in Miroku's grasp, pulling back to pant heavily as the final waves of her orgasm pulsed through her.
“Kagome?” Miroku's eyes were laughing, but his smile was only slightly cocky. “Did you just...?”
Kagome nodded, biting a lip and taking another shuddering breath, only to find herself pushed up against the nearest tree, her panties mysteriously missing and her right leg wrapped around Miroku's hip.
“Let me feel it,” Miroku intoned, his husky voice full of anticipation. With a questioning gaze, Miroku held his erect penis at the edge of Kagome's nether-lips, teasing her with its tip. Flushed, Kagome nodded once.
Appeased, Miroku shoved into Kagome and her eyes snapped shut. Here was her first sexual experience... okay, her first real sexual experience... and she was getting bark-burns on her back.
Opening her mouth to protest, Kagome startled even herself with the wanton moan that emerged. Letting her body take control of its pleasure, she gave in once more.
Feeling Kagome's tight cum-slicked channel still fluttering around him, Miroku felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. If this was how she felt after a kiss, just what was she going to do when he did this?
Reaching his hand to Kagome's clit, Miroku continued to pulse inside of her, that sweet friction drawing them both closer to climax.
Sweating now, his robes hot, Miroku forced himself to wait for the feel of her next release. On edge, she was fitting so tightly around him, his stamina was truly nearing its end. One more thrust and he was almost done for...
Rippling muscle constricted around Miroku's throbbing length and he lost himself in the waves of ecstasy that Kagome had to offer. Spurting hotly into her cumming channel, Miroku fell forward, still pulsing his hips forward to eke out every last drop of pleasure he had to offer. Spent, he could already feel his cum seeping out to dribble down her thighs.
Pulling out of the mostly-clothed priestess, he noted with no small amount of satisfaction that his lover was standing on shaky legs. To be truthful, so was he.
“Next time, we're lying down, mister,” Kagome grumbled, the effect somewhat lost with the flush in her cheeks.
Next time...
That feeling, deep in the pit of his stomach, roared to life once more, staggering Miroku with the force of it. The brutal clarity of it was enough to humble even one such as himself. As he watched a trickle of his cum stream down Kagome's inner thigh, Miroku realized he was in trouble... deep trouble. Admitting defeat, if only to himself...
Miroku was madly, truly, deeply in love.
Flash Flood
By Sarga
Inuyasha wouldn't speak to her. Sango wouldn't look her in the eye. All because of that damned monk!
Kagome had wanted to take things slow with the lecher, she had wanted to tell Sango in her own way that she was exploring feelings for the monk. She had wanted to talk to Inuyasha about her changing role in his life. Instead, Miroku had to go and grope her. And then kiss her. In front of everyone.
Kagome would never live it down.
Speaking of living it down... there was the pervert himself – the one she was going to verbally slaughter any second now...
“What are you doing?” Kagome bit out, her temperament still volatile.
“Ah... I was coming to see you actually. If this is a bad time...” He assessed her fuming countenance and backed up a step. “Perhaps I should come back another time,” Miroku turned to head back up the path to Kaede's hut but was stopped by a sharp word.
“Wait!” Kagome commanded just as harshly as she had greeted him. Sighing frustratedly, she toned down a little. “Wait, I don't have rosary beads for you, I can't do anything to stop you from doing something stupid like I can with Inuyasha.... Look, I'm angry 'cause I needed to tell him myself. He didn't need to see that, with no explanation. And Sango might have feelings for you. I needed to talk to her before we jumped into this,” Kagome waved her hand between the two of them. “...whatever this is.”
“Ah...” Miroku had a flash of insight. His usual wise appraisal of the situation had been off. “Alas, it is done now, there is nothing more to do than to continue our exploration of each other.” Miroku's words were punctuated with a caress across her cheek.
Kagome felt her stomach lurch way down low and leaned into his touch, With a small pant, she reached out to grasp his robes at chest-level and pressed her body close to his. With heavy-lidded eyes, Kagome allowed herself to give in to her lustful urges.
Leaning in for a kiss, Kagome pressed her lips softly against his. She felt as his hand shifted to the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue warring with her own. She felt a heat spread deep, deep down, the growing sensation almost overwhelming. His tongue caressed hers in a way that left no doubt of his abilities. She could almost feel that tongue on her clit, rubbing, tasting, stimulating. That low-down fire was burning hotter as his hand moved to caress her behind. She could almost feel him inside her building that passion to a pinnacle...
Oh Kami!
Had she just cum from a kiss?!?
Kagome shuddered in Miroku's grasp, pulling back to pant heavily as the final waves of her orgasm pulsed through her.
“Kagome?” Miroku's eyes were laughing, but his smile was only slightly cocky. “Did you just...?”
Kagome nodded, biting a lip and taking another shuddering breath, only to find herself pushed up against the nearest tree, her panties mysteriously missing and her right leg wrapped around Miroku's hip.
“Let me feel it,” Miroku intoned, his husky voice full of anticipation. With a questioning gaze, Miroku held his erect penis at the edge of Kagome's nether-lips, teasing her with its tip. Flushed, Kagome nodded once.
Appeased, Miroku shoved into Kagome and her eyes snapped shut. Here was her first sexual experience... okay, her first real sexual experience... and she was getting bark-burns on her back.
Opening her mouth to protest, Kagome startled even herself with the wanton moan that emerged. Letting her body take control of its pleasure, she gave in once more.
Feeling Kagome's tight cum-slicked channel still fluttering around him, Miroku felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. If this was how she felt after a kiss, just what was she going to do when he did this?
Reaching his hand to Kagome's clit, Miroku continued to pulse inside of her, that sweet friction drawing them both closer to climax.
Sweating now, his robes hot, Miroku forced himself to wait for the feel of her next release. On edge, she was fitting so tightly around him, his stamina was truly nearing its end. One more thrust and he was almost done for...
Rippling muscle constricted around Miroku's throbbing length and he lost himself in the waves of ecstasy that Kagome had to offer. Spurting hotly into her cumming channel, Miroku fell forward, still pulsing his hips forward to eke out every last drop of pleasure he had to offer. Spent, he could already feel his cum seeping out to dribble down her thighs.
Pulling out of the mostly-clothed priestess, he noted with no small amount of satisfaction that his lover was standing on shaky legs. To be truthful, so was he.
“Next time, we're lying down, mister,” Kagome grumbled, the effect somewhat lost with the flush in her cheeks.
Next time...
That feeling, deep in the pit of his stomach, roared to life once more, staggering Miroku with the force of it. The brutal clarity of it was enough to humble even one such as himself. As he watched a trickle of his cum stream down Kagome's inner thigh, Miroku realized he was in trouble... deep trouble. Admitting defeat, if only to himself...
Miroku was madly, truly, deeply in love.