InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dream walking ❯ improper meetings and improper meanings ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

improper meetings and improper meanings

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disclaimer: I don't own the IY gang only love them dearly male and female.
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A/n: I Haven't found a person to dedicate this lemon too but when I find someone I'll

let them know. Oh My last review. * Blushes profusely* I'm so sorry about the whole

thing. I got a girl to write this one from a draft. Lemon dedicated to Lemon squeezey and Canada girl
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A beautiful Victorian home. That's what someone from America in our

time would call it but Sango and Miroku didn't know quite what to think. The beds

were large and fluffy they didn't even touch the floor. They even sat in a raised chair

to eat.

Sango sat back in the strange porcelain tub with feet that touched the

ground and raised the strange shaped thing from the ground like an animal with a

large belly, it was quite funny. Sweet smelling bubbles surrounding her and making

her drowsy and she could feel her heart beat slow and steady in her chest as well as

though out her body. The house was strange but, so were the creatures that inhabited

it. They were extremely odd and used confusing phrases. She sighed and ran her

slender fingers against her silky smooth skin in the soapy water.

Down her collar bone being careful to trace the delicate curve there then

down her chest to the luscious curves of her breasts. She flicked her fingers over her

nipples and arched into her touch. The warm water and sweet smell making her

body sensitive to the touch of her slightly calloused finger tips. She closed her eyes

relishing the feel of her hands running over her body. Down her slightly muscled

stomach and she arched when her fingers dipped into her belly button. She

jumped when their was a bang on the door. " Hurry it up Sango! I want to bathe

Shippo!" Came Corean’s rather rough voice. For such an innocent looking thing she was rather abrupt.

Sango sat in the tub trying to catch her breath. Small mewls of her sexual

frustration coming from her breaths. She looked up at the cotton thin Bath robe that

hung on the off white door for her and stepped out covering herself with the robe,

feeling a little dizzy and walked out still a little wet and Looked at Shippo then the

pink haired woman a little coldy. Her lips and cheeks flushed from her desire and

the hot water.

She saw a room full of scrolls as she passed to go to the room Kagome

was laid out in and she saw a Scroll labeled 'kama Suitra,' and she picked it up her

eye lifted quizziedly. She looked in the room and saw miroku in there his inner robe

pulled from his body revelaing sweet suculant muscles benieth creamy sweet skin.

On his arms. The purple thing drapped over his body delicately. Hiding some of his

form from Sango's groping eyes. She wanted to pin him on the table and give into

her desires that had been pent up something horribly.

Sango blinked at her own thoughts and leaned against the frame of the door way

almost panting as she looked back into the room seeing Miroku sitting there his

eyes concentrating on the elabrate scroll infront of him, his bottom lip turning a

enchanting pink. It glistened with moisture that clung to its velvety looking texture. Sango whimpered and shook her head. Brooding over the fact if she had really gone insane.

She looked down at the scroll in her hand and she decided to return it.

She walked in slow and swift and placed the scroll on the table without a single sound except her feet padding gently against the polished wood floor. Miroku looked up his

blue eyes pouring into hers and Sango bit her lip at the intensity in which his gaze effected her so. Why did he have

to look at her like that as if it would be the last time he’d ever lay eyes on her. " What is that suductive smell sango," he said his voice soft, calm

and sweet something that enthralled her always. Sango took a deep breath through her nose in an attempt to calm her

gasping breaths.

Miroku's eyes danced over Sango's barely clad figure. Her smooth well

formed thighs free from the confined armor she wore and Miroku gulped at how

positively ambrosian she looked standing in the springs light. He watched as Sango's

delicate unsteady hand came and placed a scroll on the table and it unrolled slightly.

He herd a soft gasp escape the woman’s lips as his roaming hand slid over

the hot silken bare flesh of her shapely thigh. Her breaths coming in pants as his hands traveled upward as Sango

closed her eyes at the wonderful feel of his large hands on her sensitive flesh and her

breaths came in gasps as he cupped her bottom underneath the cloth. Her womanhood throbbed with need with some and she placed her hands on the table to keep herself up. Miroku gritted his teeth at her reaction and felt himself harden by merely looking at her cherry-red. swollen parted lips gasping for air.

She opened her eyes to stop herself from giving in . Slap him Sango. Ran

over and over in her mind but she couldn't bring herself to make him stop as his hand

ran over the inside of her thigh Her body was giving in and her mind could only scream at her. she Looked down in an effort to clear her cloudy mind only to see a picture on the scroll of a woman

on top of a ma in a very domineering position..

She was so wet it practically ran down her legs. Miroku was slightly surprised Sango let him continue

with his ministrations and he became quite uncomfortable as his own desire started screaming at him.. He felt her demanding hand

travel up his arm and trail her fingertips lazily back down. Sending a shiver down his spine. His sexual frustration was

getting to him here he was having a very realistic dream he supposed. Sango's delicate

hand grasped his calloused long thick hand and pushed his middle finger into her hot wet folds between her legs and

she gave a breathy cry of how wonderful it felt. Tingles of pleasure through out her body.

Miroku pushed his finger in and out of Sango feeling no barrier of her

innocents. He looked up and saw her eyes rolling in the back of her head as it

was titled up and her cherry lips parted slightly as she took deep breaths. Her beautiful neck stretched and exposed. She

needed him as bad as he needed her it seemed. " Miroku . . .," sango said in a

pleeding voice and pulled miroku's drinched hand from under her short bathrobe.

Miroku felt himself get harder with her pleed. He looked at his hand and

licked it clean tasting the sweet honey she offerred. Without warning Sango had

pushed the scrolls off the table. She untied her robe and let it hang loosely on her

shoulders. She placed herself on the table looking down at miroku longingly. Miroku's breath caught in his throat as her delicate fingers traced the

curves in his muscles. His skin felt like it was on fire and Sango was making it worse

by pulling off his purple outter robe and tracing the delicate line between his chest

and abs her eyes hungry.

Miroku looked at Sango and licked his lips soft curles potected her

precious slit from him. They were already slightly coated with sweet honey. He

looked up at sango's concentrated face and she breathed out. " this is wrong," she

said pulling her hands away and closing her robes again. Her face turned to the side and she looked at the ground in shame.

"Sango," Miroku said huskily and Sango's peircing eyes looked into his

pleeding blue ones. " It’s wrong to take out my sexual frustration on you, you don't

even love me," Sango said looking down tears coming to her eyes. She was startled

as his firm hands brought her face around to look him in the eyes and she felt her

cheeks burn with a blush. " I love you Sango, your caring , smart, warm, and

aboslutely beautiful," Sango felt tears welt in her eyes and she was pulled into a

gentle kiss. She didn't have to wonder if he meant it his eyes explained everything.

Miroku wanted her to know he cared much more then just for sex. He

knew she was suffering from frustration and wanted her to be free from her binding

harmones. Sango pressed her lips against his again and nipped at his bottom lip

hungrily trying not to cry out of frustration and happiness. Miroku's lips pressed

against hers firmly and her tongue snaked in and out of his mouth hungrily.

Her hands slid over his bare back her robe opening again. Miroku tilted

her head up slightly and pushed his body against hers his free hand running down

her bare spine. Sango Moaned and arched into him as he found a curve in her lower

back that made her tremble with desire and feathered his fingers against it. They parted to take gasping breaths and

miroku laid Sango back on the table and looked into her eyes sharply.

"You want this." He asked seriously and Sango brought his lips back

down on hers and let her hands trail down to untie his underwear. Miroku groaned

as her hot bare skin brushed against his throbbing erection that started hurting in

want of release. They broke the kiss and Sango held onto miroku panting wildly in

his ear an rubbed against him desperately. "I need you," she said exasperated in his

ear.

Miroku felt shivers run down his spine at that command and pushed

roughly into Sango hearing her cry in pleasure and arch against him. He lifted

himself on his hands and placed tender kisses down her neck and color bone and

Sango pushed into him roughly taking all of him in as he licked down her chest

arching up like a cat to not loose contact with their lower bodies. Miroku kissed his

way back to her neck and began pushing himself in and out of Sango's wramth. His

breathes coming in deep pants. "Just breathe," Miroku said heavely in her ear.

Sango couldn't help it it was so hard to remember to breath with him

snaking in and out of her with such force and pleasure. She pushed back up into

him her body tilted to where he rubebd against her womb. Miroku stopped sucking

at Sangos neck and lifted himself to look down at her shifting his weight on his

ellbows. He gritted his teeth as he was once again sheethed insde that grabbing

warmth. Her nails digging lightly into his shoulders.

Sango tried ot keep eye contact with him but became lost and she

whimpered with each thrust as she felt her body reaching it's peek but she froced

her eyes open to look into his and she saw something she hadn't seen in a long time

reflcting back at her. That was love and she was sure she reflected it back. Her eyes

rolled into the back of her head ad she felt Miroku thicken within her.

Sango Cried out strangled as Miroku's knot traveled down and was

released inside of her. Her spasaming walls sucking him dry as she laid there

panting. Miroku kissed her softly his strong arms supporting him better and sango

returned the kiss. He removed himself from Sango and the table. Sango sat

up her lips swollen and he cheeks flushed and she brought her eyebrows together in

the absolutely cutest way and asked, "We're not done are we?" Miroku fastened b his

robes back on trying not look at Sango or he'd give in.

"For now Lady Sango," He said with a loving gaze and pointed towards

the hall. Sango looked where his fingers pointed ad saw two really big eyes and one

with Shippo's eyes covered. "Um . . . . Runishie?" Sango said shakily. The green

headed demon only blinked. " I hope you two just made out . . . even though my

nose tells me otherwise," he said before going into kagome's room on his left.

Corean looked at them and smiled. " I'll stay with Kagome tonight if you

want my room," she said followed by a "why does this always happen to me," by

Shippo. Sango's face was a flame along with Miroku's as she got up and ran into

Kagome's room covering her body with her robe.

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"What News you have for me Kagura," Naraku said sitting in the window

cill of his castle. An almost fully built jewel in his hands. " The Dragons have

repelled." A startled gasp came from the corner where the young crimson haired

demon was tied up with poisonous purple thorns and bright pink flowers. Thick

green blood covering where the thorns pierced skin. " RUNISHIE!" she cried tears of

blood falling down her cheeks. " I expected as much . . . but Inuyasha is on the

brink of death and he's pregnated that replacement." A sly smile came across

naraku's face. " Yes this is rather enjoyable," Sobbing made him look up. Even in the

dark room she seemed to glow her hair taking the color of a dying rose the color

drained from her lips surrounded by a holy light.

" Lord Runishie . . . please save me I'm so scared," she said Naraku lifted

an eyebrow. " Lord? Hahahahaha," kagura and Kanna jumped at the laugh. " Your

mine Crimson my sweet the most powerful being in the realms is mine." Kagura

lifted an eyebrow. " what do we need her for." Naraku regained his composure. "

We'll let the jewel consume her soul once it becomes blackened making it more

deadly and powerful then before, and I will become the most powerful being, people

as my play things," Kagura looked up at the glowing girl her face saddened but why

did she feel remorse for this being. " Look at her could it be she's not the one,"

Naraku looked up. " Don't doubt me Kagura, she just hasn't figured out her power

yet that's why we Traveled to that time to get her," Naraku stated before his dark

mysterious eyes traveled back to the girl in question.

"The realms will never let you contain that power . . . ," she said coughing

her light dimming somewhat. Naraku lifted an eyebrow. " What does she speak of

Naraku?" Kagura asked looking out of the window. "Soul warriors do not exist

Crimson it's just a falsehood," Crimson looked up her eyes a fire red. "Your wrong!

They will come for their goddess," Naraku squeezed the jewel making the thorns dig

in deeper and the tiny demon cried out in pain. "You are to steer clear of those

demons send Puppets to stop them if they get too close they are the only ones to be

concerned about,"

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Runishie's gentle jade orbs fluttered across the frail sleeping form of

Kagome. Her ebony locks spilt across the white down pillows like a running ink

fountain. Her lips a vibrant rosey pink along with her cheeks. Her flawless creamy

back exposed to filtering sun light through the lace draped window.

He sighed out loud releaving himself of his guilty tears that fled to his

eyes. His eyes traveled and laid to behold the picture of a tiny female With bright

brown eyes and long vibrant cascading red curls. A yellow kimono with tiny cherry

blossoms clung to her petite figure. His long delicate tan fingers traced the sweet

smiling girl in the picture. " Crimson . . . ," He whispered softly before the door burst

open and he whirled around quickly to gaze upon a flustered Sango.

She bowed her head in respect. " I'm sorry .. I didn't mean too," she

managed to say in a shaky voice. Runishie reached out and placed wram comforting

hands on her shoulders. He leaned in slowly and placed his lips against sango's

forehead feeling her ease in his arms. He looked down at her with a soft smile her

eyes a little hazzy. " I'm very happy for you Sango . . . congratulations," he said

softly his eyes that misty jade that held the universes secrets.

Sango felt herself cling to him. It felt like he had been someone close to

her in a past life. Peace filtered through her body. " Tell me Runishie . . . were we

once connected?" Sango felt the demon stiffen in her arms and a tear of blood hit

her cheek. She looked up to see the demon crying, " Yes Sango . . . many, many

years ago . . and I lost you, you have Miroku now," Sango reached up and wiped

away his tears a frown coming to her face. She didn't understand him but te pain

that came with understanding she didn't want to feel.

"GWHK! You idiot!" Came Corean’s voice followed by a squeal of pain

from shippo and a rough voice said " where the fuck am I Brat!" Sango and Runishie

looked up and Sango said dryly, " Looks like Inyuasha's awake."

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"You . . you attacked Kagome!" Inuyasha said staring squarely at the pink

hair demoness who's face did not waver. " Listen to me bitch!" A loud echoing slap

filtered through the house. "Don't talk like that infront of shippo!" Corean said

holding the tiny demon close to her heart and Inuyasha received a poking tongue

from the Kitsune. Inuyasha got out of the bed on high guard of the pink hair demon.

She didn't seem so bad. He didn't relise how sore his muscles were as he looked

around the odd room frantically for his sword and clothes. " where's Kagome!

Where's My sword!" He bellowed out.

Miroku burst in Dressed in baggy grey cargo pants an a bright orange

t-shirt. " Calm down Inuyasha . . they are in the room with Kagome," he said rasing

his hands up in a calming effort. This only disgruntled the Hanyou more. " what The

fuck are you wearing!" Miroku looked down and smiled at the comfortable clothes.

"Corean-chan gave them to me," he said looking off in the pink haired demonesses

direction.

Inuyasha was going nuts. He remembered passing out ona trail and some

pretty vivid dreams. He had no idea how he got here and why that demon who

attacked Kagome was being so nice . " what am I doing here monk!" Miroku took a

step towards the hanyou who only to ready for attack. "These demons have asked

us to help them find naraku . . . naraku captured their friend." Inuyasha's accusing

mind reeled with suspicion. " Feh, and you believed that! Where's Kagome?"

Inuyasha all but yelled his words. They stung at you like an ice pick.


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Runishie: two words: anger management
Corean: Humph! more like edicate class
Runishie: and i thought Lords are well mannered
Corean: That's only you retard!
Runishie: whatever

A/n: heh a nice cliffie to keep things wondering. Next chapter everyone is walking

on egg shells . . . . no lemon unless you want it I'm only here to please.