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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Untimely Demise - Theme: Too Much/Overload
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Untimely Demise
By Sarga
Miroku rested his bare ass on cloth-covered cold stone as Kagome straddled him teasingly, her juicy nether lips just barely hovering above his eager erection. Still wearing her skirt (with no panties, of course) and 'wearing' her shirt with her bare breasts exposed, Kagome unwittingly played into Miroku's 'schoolgirl' fantasy – not that he knew that's what it was called.
With a Cheshire grin, Miroku firmly grasped Kagome's hips and lifted himself off of the rock, impaling her quickly with a moan of satisfaction at the tight clench of her lubricated walls gripping at his throbbing hardness. Panting lightly Miroku guided Kagome to rest her knees on the rock to either side of him and he couldn't help but marvel at the way his heart sped up without doing anything more than that single first thrust. It was almost too much, she was just... so... fucking... warm!
Settled back, Miroku let Kagome set the deceptively languid pace – her quickened breath betraying her own satisfaction despite the sedate rhythm of it – and Miroku hissed between clenched teeth. She was building him up so fast, it was all he could do not to take over. Forcing himself to follow her lead (Was there anything sexier than a woman taking her own pleasure?), Miroku couldn't help the moan that was pulled from the depths of his very soul as Kagome – Kami! Where did she learn that? – constricted his cock in the same undulating pattern as her movements on top of him. The control she had over herself was amazing and it was catapulting him toward the edge...
“Kagome...” Miroku panted, unable to focus on his own words, he could barely warn her. “Your... I'm...”
He couldn't give in... she hadn't satisfied herself... he couldn't... but he had to....Too late!
Miroku trembled beneath Kagome as he spurted into her with each minuscule thrust. Never, in all his years of travel had he ever been overwhelmed by a lover (except in his adolescence, but really... who counts that?). Ashamed, Miroku withdrew and closed his eyes, his head heavy on the rock behind him as he panted.
“Kagome... I... I'm sorry... I've never...” Miroku shameful apology was dismissed with the sound of Kagome's giggle as she draped herself on top of his body. The feel of cold, smooth plastic on his chest had him cracking open an eye in confusion.
Picking up the small bottle, Miroku read the words.
“Stimulating Lubricant...”
It was Kagome's turn to gloat – he always made her cum first, but not this time! – and she would never let him live it down...
Even if she had cheated...
Untimely Demise
By Sarga
Miroku rested his bare ass on cloth-covered cold stone as Kagome straddled him teasingly, her juicy nether lips just barely hovering above his eager erection. Still wearing her skirt (with no panties, of course) and 'wearing' her shirt with her bare breasts exposed, Kagome unwittingly played into Miroku's 'schoolgirl' fantasy – not that he knew that's what it was called.
With a Cheshire grin, Miroku firmly grasped Kagome's hips and lifted himself off of the rock, impaling her quickly with a moan of satisfaction at the tight clench of her lubricated walls gripping at his throbbing hardness. Panting lightly Miroku guided Kagome to rest her knees on the rock to either side of him and he couldn't help but marvel at the way his heart sped up without doing anything more than that single first thrust. It was almost too much, she was just... so... fucking... warm!
Settled back, Miroku let Kagome set the deceptively languid pace – her quickened breath betraying her own satisfaction despite the sedate rhythm of it – and Miroku hissed between clenched teeth. She was building him up so fast, it was all he could do not to take over. Forcing himself to follow her lead (Was there anything sexier than a woman taking her own pleasure?), Miroku couldn't help the moan that was pulled from the depths of his very soul as Kagome – Kami! Where did she learn that? – constricted his cock in the same undulating pattern as her movements on top of him. The control she had over herself was amazing and it was catapulting him toward the edge...
“Kagome...” Miroku panted, unable to focus on his own words, he could barely warn her. “Your... I'm...”
He couldn't give in... she hadn't satisfied herself... he couldn't... but he had to....Too late!
Miroku trembled beneath Kagome as he spurted into her with each minuscule thrust. Never, in all his years of travel had he ever been overwhelmed by a lover (except in his adolescence, but really... who counts that?). Ashamed, Miroku withdrew and closed his eyes, his head heavy on the rock behind him as he panted.
“Kagome... I... I'm sorry... I've never...” Miroku shameful apology was dismissed with the sound of Kagome's giggle as she draped herself on top of his body. The feel of cold, smooth plastic on his chest had him cracking open an eye in confusion.
Picking up the small bottle, Miroku read the words.
“Stimulating Lubricant...”
It was Kagome's turn to gloat – he always made her cum first, but not this time! – and she would never let him live it down...
Even if she had cheated...