Reciprocity

Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine.

Sango had experienced a lot of teamwork in her life. As far back as she could remember there had been others fighting beside her, helping her when she felt most desperate. And when her comrades--her kin--had fallen around her, it had been comforting to find the same familiarity in her new friends. Inuyasha, Kagome and especially Miroku had become closer to her than words could express, and the teamwork that Sango experienced with them had served to slowly heal her soul. But what she experienced now was something completely foreign, and with it flooded other emotions.

Sango fell back roughly onto the ground, eyes half closed, mouth parted in pleasure. She craned her neck, eyes now shut tight as she arched under his touch. She could feel the area between her breasts growing slick with sweat even as his fingertips traced over the pale skin lightly.

"Inuyasha," she breathed huskily, her hands trembling as she clenched fistfuls of his hair.

He didn't reply to her moans, instead focusing his mouth on her round, enticing breasts. He grinned, upturned eyes feral as he watched her reaction to the brush of his fangs as they encircled her nipple. He sucked harder, burying his face against her skin, feeling his own primal need grow in response to her moistening body.

She felt her cheeks burning even as her body began to quiver against his. In the back of her mind she worried that what they were doing must be wrong, but the brush of a single hand between her thighs suddenly scattered her thoughts.

She groaned loudly as two fingers slipped inside of her, her hips rising slightly in response. She felt them begin slowly sliding in and out, almost experimentally, before pausing to tease a certain swollen area on the inside.

"No, stop, Kagome-chan will—" her words were silenced as lips pressed harshly to hers. She melted into the kiss, unconcerned that the fingers had indeed paused, and opened her mouth in compliance. Her whole body was submitting to this one growing need and she felt helpless to stop it, even as her mind tried to prevent her actions. The kiss ended on a gentle note, and she opened her eyes slowly, the feel of delicate lips still tingling on her mouth. She felt confusion wash over her at the sight before her eyes and choked, unable to voice her surprise.

The girl gave her a disheveled grin and reached down to run a hand through her long brown locks, brushing her bangs to the side in a comforting gesture. "I told you, Sango-chan. I just want you to be happy."

Inuyasha lifted his head slightly from her breasts and now watched the two thoughtfully. His eyes were swimming dark amber, and he looked less human than usual. "Don't you understand what we are trying to do for you, Sango?"

He looked to Kagome who nodded her approval, and then wasted no time in once more pressing his mouth to Sango's fevered skin, leaving a trail of licks and kisses as he slid to the area between her thighs. She cried out, the feel of him sucking gently at her clit causing her to writhe involuntarily, her eyes once more closed. The fingers returned, instantly increasing in rhythm and intensity. Inuyasha moaned into her, enjoying running his tongue over the small pleasure spot, feeling it swell from his technique. He could feel that she was becoming closer to the edge, and in turn, his body responded by hardening.

"Do not go so fast or she won't be able to stand it."

The voice was distinctly masculine, and Sango blushed even as she realized how she must appear to him.

In response, Inuyasha tore his mouth away, but the movements in and out of her never slowed. "In other words, you don't want me to finish before you've gotten some of the action. Well, you better hurry up, monk, because I'm not going to wait." His voice was husky and full of impatience, his dark eyes roving over Sango's body even as he spoke. He returned his attention to her thighs, not waiting for a response from his friend.

Sango tilted her head to the side, feeling exposed and suddenly ensnared in her carnal actions. "Houshi-sama," she breathed, voice wavering with uncertainty as she searched for him in the darkness.

He was watching her from a few feet away, already stripped of his robes and visibly excited. She gasped at the sight of him naked before her and outstretched her arm subconsciously. He crawled to her slowly, enjoying the way she reacted to the sight of him. He bent close to her, burying his face in her hair, and she felt the warmth of his tongue against her neck.

"You want to be a team player don't you, Sango?" He teased, hoping to ease her doubts, and she shuddered at the feel of his breath against her ear. He began to lick and nibble playfully but felt his own breath hitch as her fingers brushed the underside of his shaft. He pressed against her, unable to hold back a moan as her hand continued slowly to cup his balls. It was something he had wanted for so long, and he could only hope that this moment was real. He shut his eyes tight, one hand gripping her breast possessively as she began to explore the length of him more carefully. He found her lips hungrily, surprised when she responded with as much passion.

He broke away, gasping for breath, feeling his heart racing in his chest. She was gripping him tightly now as she stroked him, increasing her speed as her own body neared orgasm, and he shuddered against her, fighting back his moans. "Sango, wait."

Inuyasha, sensing that his friend wouldn't last much longer, suddenly reached forward, jerking his head up roughly by his hair. "Not yet, Miroku. We agreed that this was for Sango."

He looked at him with pleading eyes. "I can't."

Inuyasha suddenly gripped his chin tightly with one clawed hand, forcing the monk’s lips to meet his own. Miroku jerked in surprise but opened to him willingly. There was a brief exchange and then he gasped, feeling a sudden stab of pain followed by the metallic taste of blood. The gesture worked to keep his pleasure at bay and he grinned at Inuyasha darkly, feeling the slight trickle coating his chin. He would have to get him for that, but later. He turned his attention back to Sango, who seemed to be losing herself more and more to the sensation between her legs. Unwilling to let all of her pleasure stem from someone else, he began to knead one breast while sucking the other. The actions served to excite him once again, and this time there was no turning back.

Sango cried out almost painfully and shook against him, her hand instantly slack in the wake of her orgasm. He leaned back, feeling his own orgasm overtake him, captivated by the sight of his seed as it glistened on her skin.

Sango opened bleary eyes, forcing a weak smile, and for the first time peered down at the sight between her thighs. Her eye’s grew wide at the sight of her friend, her mouth parted in a startled cry. “K-Kagome-chan?”

The girl barely heard her as she stared into Inuyasha’s dark eyes triumphantly. "We did it," she breathed with a wide smile.

He looked to her, and she could feel his desire illuminating his skin. He reached out, pulling her right hand to his lips and licked her glistening fingers with long, deliberate strokes. "We've got all night, Kagome," he breathed against her skin. "And I'm just getting started."