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Love By Another Form
Title: Love By Another Form
Author: Saraste
Rating: Adult
Characters: Miroku/Inuyasha
Genre: gender-bender, smut, het, angst
Prompt: week 34 - convenient plot device at iyhedonism
Wordcount: 600
A/N: My use of the gendered person pronoun 'he' whilst referring to femme!Inuyasha is a reflection to his/her gender-confusion as it's just happened.
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What met his eyes was something so unexpected that he could scarcely believe it.
Long silver hair as always, the tresses falling over his lovers form almost like before, now just impossibly more sleek and soft-looking. Amazing and captivating. The eyes still amber, looking at him just a bit apprehensively, long lashes descending upon pale cheeks painted with a faint blush, the features all the more delicate now overall. More round, soft and supple. Miroku took it all in, seeing clearly what it was underneath that yukata his love was so desperately trying to hide behind. Yet it covered nothing.
“I know this wasn't what you wanted...” Inuaysha said, his voice soft. The familiar tone was still there, just softer now. He looked up at Miroku. They'd been together for so long. Who would have known that the one thing they'd wished for so ardently was the one thing that would possibly drive them apart now. For surely, Miroku could not love this. Want this...
“Inuyasha...” Miroku looked on with wide eyes. They'd hoped and wished for a child of their own, knowing that it would not happen by ordinary means no matter how hard they would try. So, given the chance for a wish and real magic to help them this hadn't been in their expectations at all. But, looking at his mates new feminine body with appraising eyes, Miroku did like what he saw. Being a woman really softened Inuaysha's lithe form just in the best of ways.
“I know that we did not expect this...” he stepped closer, smiling, the familiar glint in his eyes, “but it is not fully inconceivable that something like this would come from the spell, is it not?”
Inuyasha tried to see what the monk saw but couldn't. He knew the man had fooled around with men and women both in the past and yet... his old insecurities came to the fore again. They had never really gone away. “But I'm a woman!” he burst out, throwing his arms wide open. The halves of his yukata flitted open, of course, by the move and gave Miroku a good view of Inuyasha's now ample bosom. The hanyou eeped and drew the cloth back onto place, as much as it did help to cover his new shape.
“Don't...” Miroku leaned closer, his hand closing around Inuyasha's and stopping his hands, drawing them apart. “Don't hide what is mine..” he leaned in to caress Inuyasha's lips with a soft kiss. “Haven't you always said that mates is for life?” His breath ghosted on his beloveds cheek, making the hanyou flush even more. “And you look so good... Let's take this as the gift that it is...” His leg nudged Inuyasha's apart, the yukata falling down to the floor to pool at their feet. “Let me show you how much I still love you?” He licked a swipe along Inuyasha's jaw, his hands roaming over naked skin.
Inuaysha could feel the unabashed heat through Miroku's robes. Hardness throbbing for him. The wetness between his own legs was something new but the ache for Miroku's body was the same as it ever was. All his doubt and fear drowned in the soft music of groans and moans his lover wrenched from him. Examining every inch of his new body, having lain him down to their bed. Waking him anew, Miroku's throbbing ardour breaking him a second time and christening his new flower, the centre of his being now, with the warmth of his seed.
The magic sealed as they rekindled passion, the form or shape meaningless.
Author: Saraste
Rating: Adult
Characters: Miroku/Inuyasha
Genre: gender-bender, smut, het, angst
Prompt: week 34 - convenient plot device at iyhedonism
Wordcount: 600
A/N: My use of the gendered person pronoun 'he' whilst referring to femme!Inuyasha is a reflection to his/her gender-confusion as it's just happened.
* * * * * *
What met his eyes was something so unexpected that he could scarcely believe it.
Long silver hair as always, the tresses falling over his lovers form almost like before, now just impossibly more sleek and soft-looking. Amazing and captivating. The eyes still amber, looking at him just a bit apprehensively, long lashes descending upon pale cheeks painted with a faint blush, the features all the more delicate now overall. More round, soft and supple. Miroku took it all in, seeing clearly what it was underneath that yukata his love was so desperately trying to hide behind. Yet it covered nothing.
“I know this wasn't what you wanted...” Inuaysha said, his voice soft. The familiar tone was still there, just softer now. He looked up at Miroku. They'd been together for so long. Who would have known that the one thing they'd wished for so ardently was the one thing that would possibly drive them apart now. For surely, Miroku could not love this. Want this...
“Inuyasha...” Miroku looked on with wide eyes. They'd hoped and wished for a child of their own, knowing that it would not happen by ordinary means no matter how hard they would try. So, given the chance for a wish and real magic to help them this hadn't been in their expectations at all. But, looking at his mates new feminine body with appraising eyes, Miroku did like what he saw. Being a woman really softened Inuaysha's lithe form just in the best of ways.
“I know that we did not expect this...” he stepped closer, smiling, the familiar glint in his eyes, “but it is not fully inconceivable that something like this would come from the spell, is it not?”
Inuyasha tried to see what the monk saw but couldn't. He knew the man had fooled around with men and women both in the past and yet... his old insecurities came to the fore again. They had never really gone away. “But I'm a woman!” he burst out, throwing his arms wide open. The halves of his yukata flitted open, of course, by the move and gave Miroku a good view of Inuyasha's now ample bosom. The hanyou eeped and drew the cloth back onto place, as much as it did help to cover his new shape.
“Don't...” Miroku leaned closer, his hand closing around Inuyasha's and stopping his hands, drawing them apart. “Don't hide what is mine..” he leaned in to caress Inuyasha's lips with a soft kiss. “Haven't you always said that mates is for life?” His breath ghosted on his beloveds cheek, making the hanyou flush even more. “And you look so good... Let's take this as the gift that it is...” His leg nudged Inuyasha's apart, the yukata falling down to the floor to pool at their feet. “Let me show you how much I still love you?” He licked a swipe along Inuyasha's jaw, his hands roaming over naked skin.
Inuaysha could feel the unabashed heat through Miroku's robes. Hardness throbbing for him. The wetness between his own legs was something new but the ache for Miroku's body was the same as it ever was. All his doubt and fear drowned in the soft music of groans and moans his lover wrenched from him. Examining every inch of his new body, having lain him down to their bed. Waking him anew, Miroku's throbbing ardour breaking him a second time and christening his new flower, the centre of his being now, with the warmth of his seed.
The magic sealed as they rekindled passion, the form or shape meaningless.