A Mid Summer Night's Lust

Disclaimer: I do not own the series Inu-Yasha or it’s characters, I wish I did. This story is not for profit purposes, merely amusement, it is a work of fiction straight from my own head.
Anything in ' ' is the thoughts of one of the characters, usually the one speaking in the paragraph, unless otherwise noted.
*** means I'm changing scenes
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This fic Beta’d by: Ross Hendricks
Warning: Kouga X Miroku Smut, brief mentions of Hakkaku X Ginta smut. Anal, oral, rimming, and fingering.

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Taking off with his usual speed, leaving a swirling vortex of winds behind, he sped off ahead of his two companions who were calling after him. "Kouga wait up! We're not as fast as you are!" came Ginta's rather nasally plea.

"Aw man, he took off again, but did you notice something funny in the air just before that?" asked Hakkaku as he ran a hand through his two toned hair.

"Yeah, now that you mention it I did. It was kinda... uhm..." a deep crimson blush washed over the mohawked wolf's face "it made me hard Hakkaku... maybe we shouldn't follow Kouga this time..."

"What are you kidding me?! That smell means he's going into heat, if we don't follow him he might try to mate with Inu-Yasha... I don't wanna see what would happen if he did THAT!" was Hakkaku's rather peeved response, sounding rather comical in his somewhat effeminate voice.

His shoulders sagging Ginta nods, "alright, we'll follow Kouga, you just better hope he doesn't fucking rape us!"

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Racing through the woods, his nose twitching as it took in every scent around him was a handsome, tan skinned, young wolf demon, his long black hair held back in a pony tail, a fur wrist-band on his right wrist and a fur armlet on his left arm, his shins and calves covered in fur wraps, a fur loin cloth concealing his crotch and rear, body armor with fur covered shoulder straps adorning his muscular torso. This was Kouga, leader of the wolf demon tribe, his bushy tail wagging frantically as he searched for the scent he was seeking. 'No, that’s a snake demon. EW! Fuck no! That's a god damn slug demon! No, some village girls... wait... that scent with them... that sweet delicious scent... like lavender and sake... that's it! That's my mate; I just know that's my mate!' Adding more speed he rushed hurriedly towards the village the scent was coming from. As he got closer to the scent his groin began to stir, under that loin cloth was a very generous set of demonic genitals, heavy low-hanging orbs the size of his fist swung below his hefty shaft which was now beginning to harden. Oh gods, when I get there I'm going to fuck their brains out and make them mine! His lust building the closer he got his shaft began to rise...

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A Handsome, fair skinned, dark haired monk wearing purple robes was currently flirting with a large group of women, his ears pierced with golden pearls, his right hand partially hidden under a purple wrap with a golden ring around his middle finger and a chain of prayer beads wrapped around this to keep his cursed wind tunnel from opening, 'damn! I thought killing Naraku would remove my wind tunnel; instead it merely halted the cursed holes growth.' The monk's name was Miroku, traveling companion to a group that spent much of their time hunting evil demons. He no longer needed to worry about carrying on his lineage, months ago a woman had bore him a child, a child he now took with him, Sango watching it for him at the moment. 'Ah... Michigo, my beautiful daughter, I am thankful you were not born with the wind tunnel.' He flirted with women now purely out of habit, he'd known from an early age he did not desire those of the dress wearing gender. He'd for a time considered pursuing Inu-Yasha but that possibility was dashed when Sesshoumaru claimed the half-demon as his own. Surprisingly, Inu-Yasha welcomed the claim with joy and well... needless to say Sango was beet red for a week and Miroku was indisposed for about the same time. Lifting his head slightly when he sensed a rapidly approaching demonic aura he held up his hands, "I am sorry ladies but I must leave your lovely company and attend to something in the forest if you catch my meaning," the girlish giggles told him they thought he had to relieve himself and he smiled as they stepped aside. Rushing toward the aura, he had a strange sense of anxiety as it began drawing nearer. 'Strange, I do not understand why I am anxious for the demon to arrive... I feel as though something important is going to hap-' before he can finish his thought Kouga bursts into the clearing and Miroku's eyes immediately fall on a throbbing appendage. A thick, vein covered tower of wolf flesh protruded from under the loin cloth, exposing the huge furry balls, the monk estimated Kouga to be fifteen inches in length, the foreskin still covering much of the purple head. Licking his lips unconsciously he admired the shaft as a drop of precum slid down it and fell to the grass. "Why have you come here in this state Kouga...?”

The wolf's eyes were staring hungrily at the handsome monk as he smirked, 'you will be mine monk, all mine!' Lunging forward with his incredible speed he pressed himself against Miroku and kissed the baffled man passionately, when Miroku's lips parted in surprise Kouga's tongue darted inside to plunder the sweet depths. A low moan rolled from the human as the horny demon broke the kiss, "I'm here because you're my mate Miroku, now get naked." The command was obeyed eagerly, a surprised wolf blinking a bit, "you're not gonna protest my claiming your ass as mine?"

"Of course not, I have my child and I am attracted to men. I am especially attracted to you Kouga, or have you not noticed in our every encounter I had been checking you out?" The monk was quickly filling with lust, his own impressive shaft rising to nine inches in length with an average girth. Once nude he knelt before Kouga and ran his tongue over the weeping head of the wolf's huge cock and groans softly, "mmm...you taste wonderful..."

"Thanks... I bet your ass tastes good too," came the lecherous response of the wolf. In return for the comment Miroku lay on his back and smiled at Kouga, gesturing for the wolf to climb on top of him. Doing so quickly Kouga positioned himself in the sixty-nine position and leaned his head down between the monk's smooth, spread legs he's pretty buff, must be all the demon fighting he does. Grabbing the human's firm ass cheeks he spread them with his hands and pressed his nose into the pink pucker he found there, sniffing it he moaned, "mmm...I'm gonna fuck you raw..." With a low growl he rammed his hot tongue into the tight orifice and began lapping at its inner walls, murring at the rich tangy flavor.

"Uhn! I should hope so... this beautiful piece of meat needs somewhere to go..." as if to offer one possibility he engulfed the leaking head and ran his tongue under the foreskin drawing a deep moan from the wolf on top of him. Words now failing the both of them Miroku began slowly sliding his lips down the thick length before him, a hand reaching up to massage those magnificent balls. Low growls and murrs rumbled in his throat as Kouga continued to fuck his new mate with his tongue, the human beneath him moaning and arching deliciously when he licked certain spots. Pulling his tongue from the tight pucker he chuckled at the unhappy moan before slipping his middle finger deep into his love's tightness, this action eliciting a loud and rather slutty moan.

"Mmm...you want my cock buried balls deep in your ass don't you?" came the lust filled growl of the wolf. Arching his back as the attractive mortal took even more of his length in, ten inches of his flesh buried in that hot mouth. "Ohh...that's it... suck my cock my love..."

'My love? He's already in love with me? Well... I guess that makes sense since he's a demon and he apparently sought me out specifically. Wait... do I...? I do... I love him too!' With a deep moan he arched his back as a second finger pushed into his tightness, Kouga didn't know it but Miroku often inserted a fist into himself when masturbating. Deep murrs rumbled from the demon as he worked his fingers in and out of the tight heat, adding a third and fourth finger to be sure Miroku could handle his impressive length. Extracting his fingers, to another protesting moan he smirks lifting himself from the human and getting between those strong legs, “Mmm...so it’s time for that is it?”

“Yes, sexy, it’s that time... now relax and lie back, your mate is going to make you feel REAL good,” came the demon’s lusty remark before pressing his thick, rigid cock against the human’s tight entrance, one hand curling around Miroku’s arousal while the other placed the monk’s legs over his shoulders, his armor still on.

“Mmm...impale me my love... fill me with your flesh and make me yours,” lost in his lust Miroku was moaning with anticipation, pushing his hips against Kouga, who obliged by ramming his entire fifteen inch shaft into the monk. Screaming with ecstasy Miroku arched his back as Kouga hilted himself, almost cumming right then, the monk smiles at his mate, “Uhnn...yes...fuck me Kouga!”

Smirking he pulled out completely and rammed back into his human mate, the ecstatic scream going straight to his cock. Roughly stroking Miroku’s hardened flesh he began a slow but powerful rhythm, pulling out entirely and ramming back in to the hilt, his heavy balls slapping loudly against the smooth bare ass of his beloved. Unbeknownst to the two of them they had an audience, a pair of rather lusty wolves who were furiously stroking each other’s ten inch cocks. Grunting loudly Kouga sped up his pace as he watched Miroku’s handsome face contort with pleasure, thick, rock hard flesh ramming deeply into warm human tightness. Shifting his angle slightly he was rewarded by loud screams of pleasure as he began ramming into the bundle of nerves buried deep inside. Both were close to cumming, their shafts throbbing and leaking precum, Miroku panting for breath as his body was covered in sweat, Kouga wasn’t much different, sweat dripping from his brow as he gave a few final thrusts before erupting inside his human mate. Two dozen long, thick ropes of hot wolf seed spilling into Miroku, more than half that load spilling back out around Kouga’s hard shaft, the feeling of being filled by his mate sending Miroku over the edge. His orgasm hitting him hard, his seed shot through the air, arcing down onto his face, hair and chest, seven long ribbons of human essence. The intensity of their orgasms so great they both collapsed into boneless heaps, groaning softly and smiling contentedly before drifting off. Kouga’s heat far from over his shaft remained painfully hard, his lust inducing musk keeping their audience going.

The head of the wolf with two-toned hair bounced up and down as he moaned, sitting on all fours his body rocked as the mohawked male behind him pounded into him roughly, “Ohh...fuck me Ginta! Yes! Harder!”
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Please be gentle, I know this chapter is a little short, it’s my first fic. I’d love it if you could review it, I’ll put chapter 2 up as soon as possible.