Hunger
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,946
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Hunger
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.
Hunger
By Sarga
Miroku pulsed into her, his pent-up sexual tension finding release in the body of the willing woman beneath him. Sweat trickled down his spine as he picked up his pace, the mewls of ecstasy from the formerly innocent woman pushing him over that well-travelled precipice.
“Sango...” Groaning his pleasure into his lover's hair, Sango's form was the only fixation of Miroku's basest fantasies.
Collapsing onto his lover's body, Miroku could feel her quiet sobs as she tried to conceal them from him.
“Hush, Koharu...” Miroku rasped, her form stilling under his gentle caresses.
“What happens now?” Koharu's timid voice prodded as Miroku rolled to the side with a satisfied grunt.
“Well, Koharu,” the monk began with a titillating light in his eye. “If you recall this past week, we spend the next few moments caressing each other before we join once more...”
Her blush was really quite endearing...
“But what about... her?” Koharu whispered brokenly.
Sighing internally, prepared for this eventuality, the monk allowed himself to appear sincere – a mask that had even hardened women bending to his will.
“Is she here in my arms, Koharu?” Miroku spoke her name lovingly, and she accepted the deception willingly.
Koharu fell back into Miroku then, that formerly innocent girl who would bare his child. Having spent the past week in her bed, he was almost assured to have sired a child by now. Once it was confirmed, he could return to his allies, leaving the girl with enough sweet lies to carry on in the face of raising a child alone, or, if she was lucky with whatever oblivious fool would have her.
Koharu was spoiled now, like all the others he had and would continue to take.
The void was hungry. Who was he to deny it a future?
Hunger
By Sarga
Miroku pulsed into her, his pent-up sexual tension finding release in the body of the willing woman beneath him. Sweat trickled down his spine as he picked up his pace, the mewls of ecstasy from the formerly innocent woman pushing him over that well-travelled precipice.
“Sango...” Groaning his pleasure into his lover's hair, Sango's form was the only fixation of Miroku's basest fantasies.
Collapsing onto his lover's body, Miroku could feel her quiet sobs as she tried to conceal them from him.
“Hush, Koharu...” Miroku rasped, her form stilling under his gentle caresses.
“What happens now?” Koharu's timid voice prodded as Miroku rolled to the side with a satisfied grunt.
“Well, Koharu,” the monk began with a titillating light in his eye. “If you recall this past week, we spend the next few moments caressing each other before we join once more...”
Her blush was really quite endearing...
“But what about... her?” Koharu whispered brokenly.
Sighing internally, prepared for this eventuality, the monk allowed himself to appear sincere – a mask that had even hardened women bending to his will.
“Is she here in my arms, Koharu?” Miroku spoke her name lovingly, and she accepted the deception willingly.
Koharu fell back into Miroku then, that formerly innocent girl who would bare his child. Having spent the past week in her bed, he was almost assured to have sired a child by now. Once it was confirmed, he could return to his allies, leaving the girl with enough sweet lies to carry on in the face of raising a child alone, or, if she was lucky with whatever oblivious fool would have her.
Koharu was spoiled now, like all the others he had and would continue to take.
The void was hungry. Who was he to deny it a future?