InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ All That Time Allows ❯ My Lady’s Charms ( Chapter 10 )

All that Time Allows

By mishi

Chapter 10

My Lady's Charms

 

Miroku picked the abandoned hut that was right across from Kaede's for his own. Sango, Kirara, and Shippo had decided to stay with Kaede instead of joining him. It only hurt him slightly, because he thought that Sango was ready to consummate their union. For some reason she was still being reluctant.

 

He set on the front steps watching her attempt to teach the village males to make weapons. It was like watching little boys drool over candy. Each one of man tried to out do the others to get a reward. `Sorry boys, she's mine. As soon as we make love I'll prove that.' He sighed.

 

It was getting harder to be around her and do nothing more than kiss. It was making him anxious. He wanted to know what was under her armor and he was going to loose his mind if he didn't find out soon. Meanwhile, there were still several of the village girls that had only been inflamed by his public display of affection towards Sango. They had started to be more persistent in their efforts to win him over.

 

`She is right to think that I am a lecher, but she is killing me. How am I supposed to have any self control when she won't make it clear what she wants?' He watched Kaede walk up to her and lead her from the men. `Poor guys, looks like someone sold your candy,' he smiled wickedly at the thought, but the smile faded quickly. `Not like I don't know how they feel.'

 

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“Sango, when are you going to spend some time with Miroku?” Kaede questioned as she lead Sango back to her hut.

 

“Why, is something wrong with him?”

 

“You don't see him moping. He's going crazy waiting for you.”

 

“What am I suppose to do for him?” She looked down at her feet, “I don't really know what I am doing.”

 

“You have been around boys before. He's not much different then the average male.”

 

“Yes, he is. He is nothing like the men I've known. That and…I'm a virgin, he is not. What if I can't please him?”

 

Kaede stopped. “Is that all that is holding you back? Child, he is a man. Men are not that complex. If it is sex they'll like it. It's that simple. Now go claim your husband.” With stated as plainly as she could get it, Kaede left Sango to make up her own mind.

 

`What do I do? If he wanted to learn to make weapons, or learn to fight, I would know what to do.' She turned to look over at the small hut. He was still setting on the steps watching her. `Damn, he's seen it all. He has to think I'm an idiot!' She took a deep breath and looked at the sky. `It will be dark soon. Maybe I should try to make myself a bit more feminine before I do this.'

 

He watched her as she entered the hut and let out a long sigh. `I guess that means I get another night all to myself.'

 

****

 

Miroku sat next to the fire gazing halfheartedly at the contents of the small pot. At least the girls of the village had seen to it that he had dinner. It was not the most gratifying thing that he had ever tasted, but it had a taste.

 

Sango stood out side the hut trying to keep her heart from jumping out of her chest. `This is stupid. It's not like we are going to have sex the moment I walk through that doorway. Why am I so afraid?' Forcing herself to find her courage she called out to him.

 

`What? Is that...?' He was on his feet and in the doorway before he could finish the thought. “Sango, is everything…” She stood there alone. Despite the lack of light, he could tell that she wasn't carrying the hiraikotsu. Her hair was up in a large bun on the top of her head. She appeared to be holding something in her hands.

 

“I thought I would make dinner for you.” She lifted the bundle for him to see, “it's not much, but I thought you might like it.” He nodded and moved the grass curtain aside so that she could enter. She set down by the fire and started to open her bundle, “I see someone beat me to it.”

 

“It was offered by one of the woman for some prayers. It really wasn't satisfying.” He used a small piece of cloth to remover the pot from the fire, “if you want to use the pot, I will throw this out and get more water.”

 

She looked up at him and said bitterly, “It really doesn't mean that much to you?”

 

“It was kind of the woman to offer it, but I am sure that I will enjoy what you have much more.”

 

“How do you know that you will like what I have to offer?”

 

“Are you still talking about the food?” He had to ask. She was becoming the queen of double meanings lately.

 

She looked down at the food and whispered, “Yes…and no.”

 

He headed for the doorway as he spoke, “I've had you cook for me before and I've had no complaints. It wasn't just for me, but it was still your cooking. And for the other matter, I will be happy with whatever you have to offer. I haven't met anyone that I have wanted more.”

 

She sat in silence as she waited for him to return. If he didn't have her heart wrapped completely around his finger already, he was really close to it. She couldn't believe that he had come this far. He had to be in love with her. The idea of him honestly loving her only amplified her fear. She had to be honest with herself. Sex was not what was causing her fear. If they didn't destroy Naraku soon, Miroku would die. The air void would suck him into it. She would loose him like she had lost everyone else she had ever loved. There was a big part of her that would rather not have him at all, than to have him and loose him.

 

She jumped as he entered the hut. Pretending not notice, he knelt down beside her and placed the pot back over the fire. To cover her fit of nerves, she instantly began placing the fish, rice, and herbs into the water.

 

“That's a lot of food. Where did you get it?”

 

“The herbs are a gift from Kaeda. I caught the fish myself, and the rice was for showing the men how to make weapons.” She stirred the contents of the pot, “I have more of it at Kaede's.”

 

“You're beautiful,” He had not meant to say it out loud. It just came out.

 

“What?” She sat back on her legs, but refused to look at him.

 

He didn't want to make her anymore nervous than she already was, but he really didn't want to take it back. “I said you're beautiful. I don't want you to be nervous. I just couldn't help but say it.”

 

All she could manage to do was blush. She didn't want to play the games that most women played with men. The “I am not, you are too” game was not her way of getting the attention she wanted from him.

 

“I always look like this. All I did was put my hair up.”

 

“You always look beautiful. I've just been afraid of scaring you off,” he laughed nervously. “Could I ask one thing of you?” He was trying to get her to look at him now.

 

“What?” she asked shyly.

 

“Take your hair down. I like how it looks when it is down.”

 

She looked at him before doing what he asked. She took a shallow breath and removed the small sticks that had been holding her hair in place. Her eyes were closed as the hair spilled around her shoulder. She let herself take a moment before looking up at him again. She couldn't move for a split second after seeing the look in his eyes. He was watching her too closely. The look on his face was very intimate.

 

“The food should be ready to eat,” her voice was almost to low to be heard. She could barely breathe, let alone talk. She forced herself to turn all her attention to the food. She knew it wouldn't take long to eat. She had to calm down more than this or she was going to embarrass herself.

 

She glanced at him as he ate. He appeared to be enjoying the food. She was having a difficult time herself. The taste was fine, but her stomach was tied up in knots. She wanted to run, but she could not make herself move.

 

“Sango, what do you think of Inuyasha and Kagome having a wedding?” He had finished what he was served, and was going for more.

 

“I think that it is wonderful. I hope we can be with them like they have planned.”

 

“Would you like to do something like that for yourself?”

 

“I don't know. I've never thought about it. I wasn't really raised to think about those kinds of things. We were demon exterminators. The only rituals I have seen were to used to get rid of youkai. I never thought I would find anyone who would choose me as a wife. I had no interest in any of the men in my village.”

 

“You seemed so happy about the idea when Inuyasha told you.” He was somewhat confused.

 

“It is a beautiful thought for them. It is the way they are forced to be in both worlds, but aren't truly a part of either. It's a mix of them both.”

 

Miroku put his bowl down and scooted backwards until he could lean against the wall. He motioned Sango to do the same. Without touching they sat side by side. Talking about Inuyasha and Kagome was a comfortable thing for them both. They talked for several hours about how they might be able to pass into Kagome's world. Sango told him the legend of the Jewel's origins again, incase they were overlooking something in the story.

 

Talking had helped them both to relax and enjoy the evening. It had also given Miroku farther proof of why he wanted to be with her. She was beautiful and intelligent. His affections for her had not been brought on by lust or the desperation to pass on his seed. It was something deeper than that. It took Inuyasha's words to make him face it. Seeing Inuyasha fight to be with Kagome made him see what he couldn't see on his own.

 

“Sango, why do you love me?” He leaned forward to hold his knees. His face grew very dark and serious.

 

“Well, you can be very brave and very kind. You are intelligent, and you can be handsome. That is when you are not falling all over some woman.”

 

“I can be handsome? Are you saying that you don't think I am handsome all the time?” He shifted his body so he could be face her, leaning his shoulder against the wall.

 

“I don't think that you are handsome when you're flirting with other women.”

 

“Oh, sooo that's it.” He chuckled.

 

“Alright, why should I actually believe that you love me? What do you see in me that you can't seem to get from anyone else?” she was laughing and turned to face him.

 

“I have never met anyone as strong as you. I've never met a woman that I could set and talk to…I mean just talk to.” He put a great deal of stress on the word just. “I won't have to worry if you would survive after I am no longer in this world. You would take our children and raise them to be strong even if I couldn't be with you.”

 

She could see the admiration in his eyes. She returned to her sheepishness, “Wow, that made my reasons seem shallow.”

 

Before she could turn her face away from him, he kissed her. She started to return the kiss, but stopped herself. She suddenly pushed him back and scooted her way from him.

 

“Sango, why do you keep running from me?”

 

“I'm afraid to do this,” she admitted as she clutched at the neckline of her kimono.

 

“What do I have to do to prove that I love you? Tell me, Sango, I'll do it.” He move forward and grabbed her shoulders.

 

“I believe you love me.”

 

He was so confused. He closed his eyes, “Then what are you afraid of?”

 

“…that I won't be able to satisfy you. What if I'm not what you think that I am?” she tried to make it sound convincing. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that she was afraid of loosing him.

 

“Do you realize that you already satisfy me? I just want to make you my wife. I can't do that if you can't let me make love to you.”

 

“Fine, but I'm a virgin. I don't know how to do anything but fight.”

 

“Would you trust me to tell you what to do?”

 

She hadn't expected that question, but nodded at him, “But, I ...”

 

“Shhh, just listen to what I tell you. I have to admit that I like that you're a virgin. I'm not, but I'm not as experienced as you are making me out to be. So, stop scaring yourself and let me make love to you.”

 

He kissed her several times before he moved his mouth to her neck. Her body was still terribly stiff. The combination of her nervousness and growing excitement were starting to make her shake.

 

“Relax, Sango!” He almost sang the words. He returned to her lips and they were trembling. “If you don't relax you're not going to be able to enjoy this.”

 

“I am sorry. I am trying to relax,” she looked down.

 

“Stop trying. That's part of your problem. Just give in to me. You don't have to fight against my body.” He lifted his hand to the top of her kimono and pulled at it with his fingers, “You were anticipating this or you would have your armor on under this.”

 

“I think I was telling myself that I was going to try.”

 

He nodded at her and stood up. “Set here and try to focus on your breathing. It will help you relax.”

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“Breathe, Sango.”

 

He had kept the blankets that Kagome had put in her backpack. They were folded away in the corner of the room. He carried them over to the fire and, one by one, laid them out on the floor in front of her. He turned one back so they could have cover later. He knelt down on the blankets and started to take off his robes.

 

She started to remove her kimono and he stopped her, “No, I want to do that. All I want you to do is come to me.” He patted at the section of blanket in front of him.

 

She crawled over to knelt in front of him as he finished undressing. She shut her eyes as he took off the last piece of his robes. When he had stopped moving, she opened her them to find him setting there smiling at her.

 

“A loin cloth? I can't believe you are wearing a loin cloth.” She was laughing because he was laughing at her.

 

“You thought you were going to see mine before I saw yours. Now what fun would that be?”

 

“Will you be serious?”

 

He pulled her against him so he could start untie her kimono, “You're not tense now. See, this can be fun if you let it be.”

 

Her kimono fell open to reveal her breasts. He took a long look at them before he pulled the rest of the material out of his way again. Her eyes were closed and he could tell that she was getting all worked up again.

 

“Remember that you made me do this,” he yelled as he started tickling her. She squirmed and begged him to stop.

 

She ended up on her back unable to breath. Giving her a few seconds to gain control of her breathing, he decided to take off his loin cloth. Before she could think he was on top of her. The sudden weight of his body made her gasp and sent a pleasant sensation through her lower body. He was determined not to give her the chance to think about what was happening. He kissed her until they both had to gasp for air. He bit at her neck and pressed his body against hers.

 

“Miroku,” she sighed.

 

“You still feel tense to me. Don't be afraid to touch me. If you stop holding back and I'll enter you.”

 

She took a chance then and wrapped her legs around his hips. The action had made him breathe a little harder. She lightly tugged his hair as he kissed her.

 

His words were shaky as he came up of air, “Ok, that works for me.” He moved his body so that he could enter her. She was tight, and her nervousness had made the penetration painful. Some pain was to be expected, but she looked like she was going to cry. He stopped. “I don't want this to be painful for you. If you are in a lot of pain I will stop,” his voice was very gentle.

 

“No, just promise me that you won't leave me. Make me believe that you'll always be here with me.”

 

“Sango, that's why…”

 

She couldn't hold back the tears as she spoke. “Don't stop…just make me believe you'll never leave me.”

 

He lowered himself against her as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. He tried to go slow and take his time. He was moving is hips to make long slow strokes. Between each kiss he whispered some new promise that he would never leave her.

 

He didn't have to ask if she liked what he was doing, because her body was finally moving with his. His hips sped up while her lips explored his neck. Her nails were digging into his back. He finally had to take her hands and pin them above her head.

 

She protested as he did it. “You said that you didn't want me to hold back.”

 

“I don't, but if you keep that up I am going to finish too soon.” He released one of her hands, “they stay there unless you can control your nails.” He started pushing faster and harder. She let out a deep groan with each thrust. He was desperately hoping that she would cum soon, because he was getting to close to hold himself back.

 

Without warning she grabbed his shoulders, “Stop.”

 

“Wha…why?” He questioned as she pulled his arms forward. His upper body tumbled onto hers.

 

“Men can't finish if they are distracted, is that right?”

 

He was stunned, but managed a reply, “Usually.”

 

“Do you think it would hurt if I moved while you were inside me?” She pivoted her body to give him a hint at what she was suggesting.

 

He gave her funny look, “if you mean you want to rollover, I don't think it would hurt if we're careful.”

 

“Good,” she flipped him over on his back. She came down a lot harder then she planned, which made him groan. “Oh, was that a bad groan?”

 

“No, it felt sorta nice,” he put his hands on her hips and started to mover her body by himself, “I guess I like it rough sometimes. You started this, so don't go weak on me now.”

 

She wasn't on top for long before he lost his control. She didn't want to stop, which caused him to set up and grab hold of her body, “Stop. Please, stop moving. You're torturing me woman!” His face was buried in the hair that lay around her neck.

 

“You actually can't function right after?” She questioned as she cradled his head against her.

 

“No, it feels too intense. It almost hurts if I don't stop,” he explained between gasps. He started to laugh softly. “You didn't think you could satisfy me, yet you are holding me as I beg you for mercy. Oh god…what a woman!”