InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Confessions ❯ Let The "Games" Begin. ( Chapter 1 )

Dangerous Confessions: Chapter One

A/N:

Hello people!!! It is me Mistress Koishii!!! I finally got off my lazy ass and finished this. I started it like 2 months ago as a favour for my friend Kathy and then just left it sitting there in my binder. So, after much harassment, I have finished it.

So...please read and enjoy and satisfy your perverted cravings! I know I did. *smirk*

I would also like to introduce Koi Nao. My muse and good friend.

Koi: Hello. How are you all today? I know I'm just fine!!!

MK: Koi...shuttup...now...on with the story. Enjoy!

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The battle had been fierce. Miroku had to use his wind tunnel even though Naraku's poisonous insects were there. He sucked in a sufficient amount of insects to make him pass out, but Kagome's advanced powers healed Miroku enough so he merely slept instead of developing a fever and possibly dying. Sango battled with fire in her eyes after seeing Miroku fall from the poison in his body. After all the enemies were destroyed Sango tenderly picked up Miroku's body with her exterminator strength and carried him back to Kagome to be healed.

It was two days later. The scare with death got Miroku to thinking about his life. And about Sango. He knew very well that Sango could take care of herself. Still, he didn't want to die not knowing Sango would be all right. He knew very well by now that he was deeply in love with the beautiful Sango. However, he was afraid that if he told her she'd hurt him. Bash him over the head yes, but also break his heart.

After seeing Miroku almost die like that brought reality crashing down on Sango. She desperately wanted to tell him how much she loved him, but was afraid of his response. He was, after all, well travelled.

I was the middle of the night. InuYasha, Kagome, and Shippo were off on another hunt for more jewel shards. Miroku sat against a tree watching his beautiful Sango sleep. She was lying on top of her bedroll, as the night was warm. The clothing she was wearing showed off every contour of her perfect body. Miroku watched her face as she slept. Watched her body, admiring her perfection. He watched her breasts rise and fall with her breathing.

He started growing hard imagining what he could do with those breasts. What pleasures he could bring both of them.

Interrupting these forbidden thoughts was the sound of Sango calling out his name. He went over to where she lay. He saw clearly that she was still asleep. That meant she was dreaming about him. She called out his name again, her body thrashing about on her bedroll.

`She must be having a nightmare', Miroku thought. He knelt down to comfort her. He sat against a tree, cradling Sango in his lap, rocking back and forth softly, ignoring his body's demands. He murmured softly comforting his love. Sango woke slowly, becoming aware that she was warm and felt very safe. At the moment she didn't care why she felt this way. Then she remembered her nightmare.

"Miroku!" She gasped. A voice by her ear responded.

"I am here. Calm down. You were dreaming." Miroku ran soothing hands up and down her back. He murmured very softly, almost soft enough that Sango didn't think she was supposed to hear, "I am here, my love."

` "My love?" ' she thought. `Did he really just say that?' "Miroku? Why did you call me that?"

"Call you what?"

"You...you said...you called me...'my love'. Did you not?" Miroku stilled for a moment before continuing the motions.

"Yes", he said simply. "For I love you." He looked straight in her eyes as he said this. She gasped at the overwhelming sincerity in his violet eyes...and the uncertainty. Her smile lit up her entire face.

"You...you love me? Miroku...", she breathed. "I...I love you too." The uncertainty in his beautiful violet eyes vanished. He leaned his head down to kiss her softly. He started moving away when Sango pulled him back down for another kiss. He was stunned for half a second before responding.

His lips moved over hers softly as if he was sipping a never before tasted drink. His lips moved to brush over her jaw before returning. Sango felt Miroku's tongue come out to brush gently against her lips, as if seeking entrance. She opened her mouth willingly. Miroku's tongue caressed the inside of her mouth. He traced the contours of her teeth before hesitantly reaching to tough her tongue with his own. It seemed as though he was uncertain.

This small thing endeared her like nothing else could. Sango wrapped her arms around Miroku's neck and slid her tongue inside his mouth. Miroku's hands started to wander. His right hand slid down to her hip while the left moved to her breast. He brushed his hand against her breast eliciting a moan from her. She moved her hands to the outer ties on his monk's robes. Miroku moved away from her mouth to catch her hands.

"Sango? Are you sure?" Sango searched his eyes, and Miroku was afraid she would stop. Then she smiled softly and moved back. Disappointment flared in Miroku momentarily. Then Sango began undoing the ties on her nightclothes. Heat flared within Miroku as her clothing dropped to the ground. She stood before him gloriously naked and looking a little uncertain.

"Sango", Miroku breathed. Her body was exquisite. She was slender and well muscled. Her hair shone in the night. Her breasts were high and round with dusky pink nipples. Her waist was slender and her hips flared out with a thatch of brown hair between her thighs.

Miroku stood and slowly moved over to Sango. He gathered her body close and moved his lips over hers. She gasped at the sudden passionate invasion, his hands caressing her body.

"Miroku, take off your robes. Please. I love you and I'm sure." Sango again moved her hands to the ties on his robes. His robes slid to the ground exposing his body to Sango.

Sango drew in a long breath at the sight of him. He was well muscled without being bulky. His arms were roped from strenuous fighting. His chest was hard and had a six pack. He was really turned on by her too. He was amazingly appealing even though his size made her nervous.

She wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed him thoroughly. He responded in kind, slowly moving her to lie down on her bed. He lay on top of her. She felt the evidence of his passion against her thigh. His mouth moved down, trailing hot kisses to her neck. He stopped and nibbled on her neck. Then he continued trailing kisses down her body.

He trailed his tongue down the cleft between her breasts, tasting her salty sweetness of her skin. He kissed and nibbled around one breast, circling. He circled closer and closer to her nipple before stopping. He slowly drew his tongue over the very tip of her nipple. It pouted instantly and Sango gasped at the exquisite sensations running through her body. Heat pooled low in her belly. Miroku drew her nipple into his mouth. He sucked, his tongue moving slowly over her nipple.

Sango writhed, pushing her hips up against his arousal. Miroku groaned.

"Sweetheart, if keep doing that, I won't be able to take it slow." Sango stopped moving, but when Miroku put his mouth back to her breasts, she couldn't help but start moving again.

He lavished attention on the twin globes. Miroku flicked his tongue once more over her nipples before drawing back to admire her.

Her face was flushed with passion and she was looking at him expectantly with heavy lidded eyes. Her hair had come free of her usual ponytail to lay around her in disarray. Her nipples were hard and glistening from his attention. Who knew that his beautiful Sango was so passionate?

"Miroku, please." Miroku bent his head back down to kiss her. His lips feathered gently across hers. He tortured her with a teasing suggestion of how he would kiss her.

Sango suddenly brought her hands up to the back of his head. She forced his mouth down to hers and kissed him fiercely. After a moment Miroku moved back to smile down at her seductively.

"Sango dear, so forceful." Sango shivered in the wicked gleam in his eyes. She didn't know how much more she could take. And she wanted a chance to explore Miroku's body. She decided he was going to slow. So she took matters into her own hands. Literally. She reached down to palm his long hot length.

"Sango." Miroku gasped out. The sensations running thorough his body were amazing. No other woman had made him feel this way. Sango ran her palm up and down his length. He closed his eyes to savour the feeling of the woman he loved touching him.

"Sango...stop...please."

"Miroku? What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" Miroku let out a low chuckle at this.

"No Sango, you're not hurting me, but I'd really like to be inside you for my release." Sango blushed, but didn't pull her hand away.

"Well Miroku, I just thought, if all those things you were doing for me felt so good, how would you feel if I tasted your body?" Miroku groaned at the images this brought to his mind.

That was it. He couldn't take much more of this. He was only human after all.

He looked down into Sango's eyes.

"Sango... are you really sure? Because after this, there's no going back." For an answer, Sango rubbed her hand along Miroku's length again.

Miroku drew his fingers over the mound between her thighs. He slid one finger between her folds to find the knot of nerves. He rubbed one fingertip over this knot drawing a gasp from Sango along with a wave of warmth and wetness. His probing finger slid down to her entrance. Miroku slid one long finger inside her until he touched her hymen. He smirked happily at the confirmation that he was indeed her first, and if he had it his way, her last. He started to slowly move his finger in and out of her.

Sango moaned at the feelings running through her body. She had no idea this felt so good. She couldn't believe what Miroku was doing to her. She had thought she would die a virgin and alone as no man wanted such a strong wife. Or so she had thought. She could feel waves of heat coursing through her body.

As she got hotter and started to stretch, Miroku inserted another finger. Slowly moving his two fingers in and out of her he used a third finger to rub the sensitive nub. He could feel her walls clenching around his fingers and felt her first orgasm come over her. Sango moaned loudly as she climaxed for the first time in her lonely life.

Miroku slowly removed his fingers, brushing against her sensitive skin. Sango looked up at him questioningly as he moved. He took one of her hands in each of his and prepared to enter her.

"This may hurt more a moment, and I'm truly sorry for that but it can't be avoided", he whispered. She nodded once then closed her eyes. Miroku slowly eased his length inside her. She was so hot and so tight. He moved inside her slowly until he came up against her hymen. With one quick thrust, he broke through her virginity and eased the rest of the way inside.

Sango whimpered and moaned at the feeling of Miroku moving inside her. She felt pressure for a moment, but no pain. She cried out at the feeling of Miroku imbedded deep inside her.

Miroku stopped moving at the sound of her cry. He was afraid he was hurting her but she started moving her hips with no sign of pain. He began moving slowly and groaned at the feelings. He leaned down to kiss Sango deeply. He wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer.

Sango could feel Miroku holding out for as long as he could. She pulled back from the kiss a little to look at him.

"Miroku. I love you. Please." Miroku looked deeply into her eyes and slowly started moving faster. He could feel the pressure building deep inside him. He leaned down to capture her lips in another kiss, swallowing her scream as she experience her second orgasm for the night. He followed soon after.

The couple lay on the bed, waiting for their breathing to calm down.

"Miroku.... I love you. With all my heart and soul."

"I love you too Sango. More than you'll ever imagine." With that, the young lovers fell asleep together on the bedroll. The fire slowly dying in the background and the peaceful sounds of nature around them.

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A/N:

So...what did you think of it? Was it good? Bad? Was there something I could have done to make it better? (well...there always is....but, yeah) I would enjoy reviews and maybe some tips to make my stories better. I may or may not write a second chapter. It all depends on the reviews and what Koi is gonna do.

Koi: :: grumbles :: sure...put the blame on me...

MK: Shuttup Koi... the gyms that way by the way ~points~

Koi: Thanks. ~walks out~

MK: It may be wrong to say this :: wink :: but he's damned hot!!!!!

REVIEW....PLEASE....I'LL LEND YOU KOI FOR A NIGHT!!!!

~from the background~ HEY!!!!!

:: smirk ::

Buh bye for now!

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