To Catch A Thief

Written for LJ Inumadmusing Comm Challenge Role Play.

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The loud music of the club thumped an erotic rhythm as Inuyasha watched his prey from the bar. Surrounded by throngs of hot women, Inuyasha could only imagine what Miroku was saying to them as the women laughed and rubbed their bodies against him. Inuyasha had been following Miroku for some time now. Miroku was an international jewel thief and was nearly untouchable. Inuyasha had been following him on his own and it was just sheer luck that bought him to this club. He knew he couldn’t arrest Miroku but Inuyasha had figured out a way to get the information he needed.

Surrounded by women pressing their bodies against him, Miroku spotted the earnest detective. He had to admire the man’s tenacity. Miroku covered his tracks well and knew that no police could touch him legally. Clad in skin-tight black demin and a black silk shirt, Miroku smirked as he enjoyed the caresses of the women around him. Checking out the detective, who wore khaki slacks and a red silk shirt; Miroku didn’t expect any trouble from him.

“Tonight was going to be a good night indeed.” Miroku thought as he palmed the ass nearest to him.

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Inuyasha waited until he saw Miroku leave his harem and go look for the restroom. Making sure everything was clear, Inuyasha followed him into the bathroom.

Miroku was surprised to come out of the stall after relieving himself to discover he was in the bathroom alone with the detective. Inuyasha had the door blocked and Miroku tried to think quickly to get out.

“I’ve done nothing wrong. Just having a good time with my lady friends.” He held his hands out to the side to show he was hiding nothing.

Inuyasha continued to block the exit. “We need to talk. I need information.” Taking a step closer to Miroku and lowering his voice. “I need Yakuza information.”

Miroku looked around the deserted bathroom nervously. “I don’t know anything about that. I’m just a humble merchant.”

He attempted to step around Inuyasha but instead found himself slammed against the wall. Before he could protest, Miroku’s arms were pulled behind his back and he heard the cold click of handcuffs. Inuyasha leaned close and Miroku tensed as he felt the warm breath hit his ear.

“We can go quietly or I can make a big scene and your bosses will know you’ve been picked up before you reach the parking lot.”

Miroku remained quiet and allowed himself to be led out of the bathroom to the emergency exit at the end of the hall. Once in the unmarked car and blindfolded, Miroku couldn’t help wonder what was in store for him.
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“So are you going to beat the information out of me?” Miroku boldly asked. Having been divested of his jeans and shirt, Miroku found himself clad only in his black silk boxers and handcuffed to a steel suspension bar. The room was bare with the exception of the bare light and a mattress tossed in the corner.

Inuyasha took his time inspecting the fine specimen before him. Out of his clothes it was easy to see the tight muscles that adorned Miroku’s legs and chest. The black silk did little to hide the taut ass and the bulge in Miroku’s front.

Inuyasha was so going to enjoy this.

Running his hands over the satiny skin of Miroku’s back, he felt the man try to arch away. He could smell the anxiety tinged with a trace of fear. The scent called to his inner demon and Inuyasha felt his manhood twitching in his pants. He could barely keep the growl out of his voice.

“No, no torture. At least not the kind you are thinking about.”

Miroku found himself unnerved yet strangely turned on by the animalistic quality of Inuyasha’s voice. Miroku gave an involuntary shutter as Inuyasha continued to tease his flesh, this time running his hands over the sculpted plains of his chest. When Inuyasha reached the silk boxers, he caressed Miroku’s cock until it was hard and straining to be released from its silk prison.

Gasping, Miroku tried to reason with Inuyasha. “I don’t know anything. I don’t have dealings with them.”
Miroku yanked at the cuffs, furious he could not get free. The feel of Inuyasha hands was getting to be too much and he didn’t know how long he’d last before his cock took over his judgment.

Inuyasha loved the scents coming from Miroku. The smell of the bound man’s arousal was like perfume and he couldn’t wait to taste it. Grasping the waistband of the boxers, Inuyasha allowed them to pool around Miroku’s’ ankles. His erection, finally free of his confinement, lay bare for Inuyasha’ perusal. Grabbing it with clawed hands, Inuyasha stroked it until Miroku began to breath hard.

“Anything you want to share?”

Miroku took a deep stuttering breath. “N…No. I told you, I know nothing.”

Inuyasha continued to stroke until a glistening bead of precum oozed out the tip. Staring into Miroku’s glazing eyes, Inuyasha broached the question again.

“Are you sure? You have nothing to tell me, no information?”

Miroku could only shake his head, his voice lost in the grip of Inuyasha’s hand. He could only moan loudly as Inuyasha took his weeping head into his mouth, licking off the precum and bathing the head with his rough tongue. Miroku’s knees began to buckle, as Inuyasha took in more and more of Miroku’s hot shaft, deftly deep throating him. Miroku could only watch as the silvery head moved up and down, consuming his length. It took him a moment to realize the loud moaning he kept hearing in the room came form his own throat. Those moans changed into a whimper as Inuyasha removed his mouth from the now aching member.

Inuyasha could no longer ignore the ache in his own pants. The sight of the naked thief had Inuyasha cock swollen and begging for relief. He knew he could get in a lot of trouble but Inuyasha could resist the tempting morsel in front of him. Removing Miroku’s cuffs from the suspension bar, Inuyasha moved him over to the mattress. Checking to make sure Miroku’s hands were still firmly cuffed, Inuyasha began removing his own clothes.

Miroku watched with hungry eyes as Inuyasha removed his pants and shirt. At the sight of Inuyasha’s sculpted chest and tight abs, Miroku felt his mouth began to water. He wanted to lick the silver train of hair that led from Inuyasha’s navel, traveling below the red silk waistband. At that moment, Miroku wished his hands were free.

Inuyasha walked over to the mattress and pulled Miroku up to his knees. Pulling down his boxers, Inuyasha positioned his pulsing cock in front of Miroku’s face. Grabbing his hair and pulling his head back, he rubbed the head of his rod against Miroku’s lips. Greedily, Miroku stuck out his tongue, licking the sweet drops of precum off his lips. He then opened his mouth, begging Inuyasha to put the hot shaft in his willing mouth. After continuing to tease Miroku, Inuyasha decided to put himself out of his misery. Inuyasha began to fuck the warm, wet mouth.

Miroku swallowed as much as he could with each thrust, loving the feel of the hard shaft working in and out of his mouth. Miroku knew he want to taste the hot cum that would come pouring out of Inuyasha. He could taste the fluid on his tongue and he knew that Inuyasha was close to releasing his load. Inuyasha continued pumping Miroku’s mouth and suddenly with a loud groan, a flood of cum poured into Miroku’s mouth. He eagerly swallowed and when Inuyasha removed his semi-erect member, licked his lips.

Pushing Miroku back down on the mattress, Inuyasha reached for the bottle of oil he had hidden under the mattress. Applying it to his fingers, Inuyasha pulled Miroku close and began teasing his tight puckered entrance. Miroku moaning loudly as Inuyasha pushed one finger past the tight hole. Inuyasha was pleased as he felt the tight channel clamp on his finger. Soon, Miroku had three fingers inserted, his opening stretched and ready for Inuyasha’s cock. Pleased with his work, Inuyasha removed his fingers and pressed the head of his cock against the opening and breached Miroku’s tight ass.

Miroku could have cried in pleasure as inch after glorious inch of Inuyasha’s length plundered his ass. Soon he felt Inuyasha’s balls nestled along his crack and Miroku sighed with the pleasure of being so full. As Inuyasha began to move inside of him, Miroku began to pant from the feel of Inuyasha’s cock hitting the sweet spot. Soon the room was filled with Miroku’s moaning and cries of “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” When Inuyasha reach around, grabbed Miroku’s weeping hardness and began to stroke it in time with thrusts, Miroku thought he had reached nirvana.

Inuyasha felt his cock pulse and swell inside Miroku’s tight channel. There was nowhere else he wanted to be other than buried in Miroku’s ass. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last but as he moved in and out of the hot tightness, he could feel his cock swell, begging for release. Gasping for breath, he thrust hard at Miroku’s cries for more. Miroku’s tight channel wrapped itself around Inuyasha, caressing and massaging his entire length.

Miroku felt his own cock swelling. He knew his release was coming soon. Over and over again, Inuyasha kept hitting his prostate, causing his to see stars. Suddenly he felt tightness in his belly and all he saw was whiteness as a massive orgasm ripped through him. Cum spurted out of him and flew in thick, white strands on the mattress. At the same moment, he heard Inuyasha roar loudly and with a massive thrust, he felt Inuyasha’s hot cum pour into his ravaged channel.

Both men collapsed on the mattress. After the breathing returned normal, Inuyasha got up and unlock the cuffs. Looking at the spent man lying on the mattress, Inuyasha returned to his earlier question.

“Do you have anything to share with me about your business?”

Miroku smiled at the silver-haired devil standing in front of him. This whole thing had been his idea and Miroku had to admit he was glad he had been convinced.

“Yes, I have something I want to share.” Sitting up and grabbing Inuyasha’s hands, he quickly snapped the cuffs around the hanyou’s wrists.

“Next time, I want to be the cop.”