InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Slave to it All ❯ Love in the Air We Breath ( Chapter 4 )

A/N: How's everybody? On with the story.

Kagome might get pregnant later in the story. It's up to you! E-mail me at silverfyre@yahoo.com or comment to vote.

Warning! It'll be a little citrusy.

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His lips collided with hers as they fell on the floor. Inuyasha couldn't help but react. His demonic blood purred in his ears as claimed her lips as his. It felt wonder, like a cool breeze on a hot day. She reacted in the same way. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and gently applied pressure to her teeth. They parted immediately, allowing him access to the warm cavern of her mouth. `Kami, it feels wonderful and it tastes so wonderful,' Inuyasha thought as his tongue traced her teeth and her submissive muscle. Blood pooled in his loins, causing his nether regions to stir.

Somewhere in his mind, though a small voice said that this was wrong. That this was a princess, and he was a slave, and that slaves could not court royalty. Though as much as the small voice persisted, the fog of arousal and passion clouded his brain in pleasure.

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His lips slammed against hers as they fell to the floor. Kagome shuddered with pleasure as this deity of strength and beauty kissed her. This was the first time she was this intimate with anyone. He pressed his tongue against her teeth. She opened her mouth to let his tongue slip into her mouth. `Man,' she mentally groaned against him. Her cavern was getting wetter and wetter by the second.

Her spiritual power hummed in her body. Normally if anyone was grinding against her, her powers would have burned them to the point it would be unlikely that the other would have kids for a while. But in Inuyasha's case it seemed to make it all the more pleasurable.

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Inuyasha continued to grind into her core. Kagome arched her back in sheer pleasure. Their love however was soon to be interrupted. And it all started with a single knock then the door being thrown open…..

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Sango couldn't sleep. Thoughts of that slave kept her tossing and turning through the night. She got up and dressed and went down to the slave yards. She also carried with her, her massive boomerang, hiraikotsu. She went to the guard tower, and slammed against the door.

“Hey, you, where's the slave known as Miroku?” Sango snapped with authority.

The guard jerked awake and stammered, “Uh-uh….. What?”

Sango snapped, “Where is the slave known as Miroku?”

“Uh-uh my lady we do not keep record of the slaves names just numbers,” the guard said shakily.

A guard stepped out of the tower. He was obviously a superior. He looked at Sango and said, “Well if it isn't Lady Sango, I heard that you arrived today. The slaves are asleep now so you can't spar with them tonight.” She tugged the strap to her hiraikotsu and said, “I'm not here to spar but if you treat me like a child I'll soon be sparring with you, Gomeiwaku.” Venom dripped from her voice and both guards flinched slightly.

“Now I shall ask once more before, I shall command you to awake all the slaves to come forward so you may record names instead of numbers you to keep record of. Where is the slave known as Miroku?” Sango commanded, her patience gone.

“Ah, Miroku, yeah I know where he is. He spars with the prince some days. He's over there. Follow me my lady.” Gomeiwaku said sarcasm evident in his voice.

Sango followed the Gomeiwaku and showed her to a hut and stopped. He put his hands on his hips and said, “Here he is my lady.” He gestured to the hut.

“Thank you, you are dismissed,” Sango snapped. Gomeiwaku left and Sango turned to the plain hut. She pushed aside the bamboo curtain that served as the door. She walked inside and looked at the form of Miroku, who, was sitting up and was looking at her with his indigo eyes with an amused expression visible in them and on his smirk.

“What?” Sango snapped feeling subconscious under his gaze.

“Nothing, it's just that I knew I'd see you again, and I hadn't thought it'd be this soon,” Miroku said contentedly.

“Oh….. er… may I sit?” Sango said flustered. Miroku raised an eyebrow, his look of amusement still there. “What?!”

“Oh nothing, it's just that royalty doesn't ask they just do.” Miroku said calmly.

“Well for your information, I'm not like the other royalty,” she said crossing her arms in defiance. Miroku just laughed and said, “No, no you're not, you're different. Oh and yes you may sit.” Miroku scooted over and Sango sat next to him.

She looked over at Miroku who had gone quiet and was looking at the stars. She looked at him looking at his muscled chest and abs. He was in great shape. `Probably from working in the fields,' Sango thought. Miroku caught her staring and laughed.

“WHAT?!” Sango all but yelled. Miroku composed himself and said, “Nothing. You are just truly unlike any of the other royalty I met.”

They talked for a while, then Miroku said, “It is late and we have things to do in the morning.”

Sango smiled. “Well then I guess I'll see you tomorrow.” She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. She then quickly departed, leaving Miroku in a daze. He smiled. “Well, we'll definitely need to see each other again now won't we?” Miroku whispered into the cool night air.