By the Campfire

Author’s Note: I can’t remember when Shippo gets introduced, so he won’t be appearing here even if he was in the show before Miroku. It’s not that I don’t like the character, but he doesn’t serve much purpose to this particular story… and I don’t like the character. At all. I find him superfluous. Thank you all for understanding. Depending on the reaction to this story, I may continue it. See you in the reviews!

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Setting up camp had turned into the same routine for the past several weeks, and that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The only bad thing was that the group had begun running low on meat. There were plenty of vegetables, and rice, and a few other things that Kagome had brought back from her era.

InuYasha left to go find something to kill, that way he could have his fill of meat. Unfortunately for him, they hadn’t run into anything quite so edible recently; this left Kagome and Miroku to cook the things that were still there at camp.

While she was bent over a pot trying to cook some modern concoction or another, Miroku saw an opportunity. When he saw a flash of white from her panties, he reached out and grabbed a handful of Kagome’s ass. Before he had the chance to squeeze, like he always did, Kagome had already spun around and slapped him across the face.

“Why the heck do you always have to do that?” Kagome demanded.

“Well, you’re really pretty. I’m certain I’ve mentioned that before.” Miroku offered.

“You asked me to bear your child! That’s not the same thing as saying I’m pretty!” Kagome argued.

“What if I said now that I want to do things to you that don’t include bearing my child? Would that be any better?” Miroku argued back.

“You need to learn some restraint. Just because I think you’re cute doesn’t mean that I’m going to ask to have your child!” Kagome finished, realizing a little too late what she had just said.

“But you do think I’m cute.” Miroku smirked. “I would personally be flattered if you were to ask, by the way. And you should really show less restraint. Maybe if you did show less restraint, then both you and InuYasha would be less tightly wound.”

Kagome said nothing at first, but blushed a lot. “Maybe if you started with something less… committal. Then women would be more likely to accept your advances.”

“Okay. Would you allow me to fondle your breasts?” Miroku asked, still acting matter-of-fact.

“That depends. What would you be doing for me in return?” Kagome asked back. Miroku was dumbfounded by that kind of response.

“While I am sure that you are no prostitute, I will repay every gesture of permission with an equal if not greater gesture of affection. My hands to massage your chest, my tongue to please… more sensitive areas.” Miroku answered. He was waiting for the slap to arrive across his face, but it never came. Instead, Kagome crawled over and kissed his cheek. “What was that for?”

“Your lips.” Kagome explained. “You offered to surrender a part of your body to me for every part that I surrender to you. When I’m finished, you’ll be all mine. Then you don’t get to ask every random girl about bearing your child.”

“You’re asking me to… submit my sexual freedom in exchange for the right to be with you?” Miroku was still utterly stunned that any of this was happening.

“Most women would ask for an elaborate and expensive ceremony. A little loyalty is hardly a high price.” Kagome reminded him. Miroku answered by kissing her back.

“My lips are yours, Kagome.” Kissing her gently, he pressed his tongue past her lips and started licking her teeth. “As is my tongue, wherever you want it.”

“That’s good to hear. I was worried that we would dance around that issue for a while longer. We’ve given our mouths to each other already, right?” Kagome assured him. “So let’s have fun with our mouths that doesn’t involve kissing.” She offered, hiking up her skirt to reveal a blossom of unfettered pink folds.

Miroku removed his robes, leaving only his glove and prayer beads for obvious reasons. Kagome’s outfit was already built for easy-access, so she just kept her skirt hiked up. Miroku lay down on the ground while Kagome lay atop him. He started intently licking her pussy, entranced by the gradually increasing moistness of her delectable flower. As the juices dripped down, he started slurping them up, and delighting in how sweet they all were.

“Good boy.” Kagome whispered. She had grown accustomed to ordering her mate and establishing dominance like a dog… because InuYasha was partially a dog. Dealing with Miroku was a very new experience. While she moaned gently at the monk’s ministrations, Kagome kissed and suckled at the shaft of his cock. “You’re thicker than InuYasha. I don’t think I could get this thing all the way down my throat, but I can definitely think of a way to get you off. It works on everyone.” Kagome promised as she sucked on the head of Miroku’s cock, sliding her middle fingers into his ass. Sure enough, she made his cum squirt onto her tongue. Savoring the salty taste, she swallowed slowly before starting the process over again.

When she was satisfied with just how submissive Miroku was acting, Kagome got up and turned around. “So, should we stop?” Miroku asked.

“Just because you came doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. This hot body of yours is all mine. And look, you’re dick stayed hard for me.” Kagome reminded him. She repositioned herself to face Miroku. “Start fondling, lecher.” As she puffed out her chest, Miroku took the opportunity to kiss and lick those fleshy mounds with all the vigor he could muster.

Just as the pair were getting ready to fuck like rabbits, InuYasha walked into camp to see his mate naked atop the monk. “What the hell is going on here!?” He demanded. The others were just dumbstruck by the sheer volume of the outburst.