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Elixir of Life, Potion of Lust

 

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie

 

 

Title: Elixir of Life, Potion of Lust

Author: Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Character(S): InuYasha/Kagome with Miroku
Genre: AU, Hentai, Dark-ish,
Warning: Character Death, N/C

Summary: she lured him in with promises of incredible sex, it proved to be his downfall. . . perhaps he should have remained faithful to his wife that night.

A/N January 20th 2009: Thank you ever so much to Ai Kisugi for her wonderful help in helping me edit and fix the errors I had in this.

 

Elixir of Life, Potion of Lust

 

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie

 

Disclaimer : I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi and known affiliates. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.

 

 

 

Elixir of Life, Potion of Lust

 

 

 

Miroku followed the leather-clad, raven-haired goddess through the back of the pounding club. She led him past wandering hallways that took him away from the pounding and throbbing music. He didn't care that he had a young, beautiful wife at home, Sango, who was currently at the end of her first trimester of pregnancy. No, all he wanted to do was fuck the vision he was following. He wanted to forget that Sango was waiting for him at home. Hell, he just wanted to fuck any woman! The vision he was following had crimson-black painted full lips and brilliant white smile. She also had two odd-coloured eyes. One eye was a brilliant sapphire-blue and the other eye, a smoky-quartz grey. She was also wearing expensive looking, dangling, blood-red ruby earrings, and the precious stones' colour dancing in the subdued lighting. A snug black leather corset trimmed with crimson lace and 1-inch shoulder straps that left so much to the imagination. Her matching hot shorts and calf height lace-up heeled boots enhanced her female curves. So tempting were these curves that he couldn't help but to grope and grab at her ass painfully as they danced before she asked him to follow her.

 

 

 

 

“We are we going, lovely lady? I am sure you are as eager for me as I am for you,” Miroku said smugly in a low voice.

 

“Not too far now, my pet. Soon, we will sate each other's hunger. . .,” purred the beautiful sex kitten. “Here we are.” She wrapped a dainty hand tipped with deep, dark-red, claw-like nails around a door handle. Then she opened the door that revealed a dimly lit room.

 

He willingly followed her. He even unzipped his fly and took his hard cock out, fully expecting her to be thankful that he wanted her. She waited by the door, gesturing for him to go in completely, until he was inside of the room before swiftly shutting and locking it. Then she tossed the key aside to the floor.

 

A husky, masculine voice chuckled softly from the shadows.

 

“Looks like my kitten has brought home another toy for us to play with,” said a voice. Suddenly, two glowing, golden spots appeared in the darkness. The young woman merely smiled deviously and glided towards the darkness and the hidden man. . . or devil. . .

 

Miroku could feel his erection dripping away as terror replaced passion in his blood. Every single instinct in his being was screaming at him to run away. Something basic in self-preservation was telling him that this `male' before him was not even remotely human. He felt like screaming like a child upon seeing `monsters' in the closet.

 

Slowly, the shadow revealed itself in the light as the male stepped forward. Tall and ethereally beautiful, he had incredibly long, silvery hair that touched his knees and swayed gently with each stride he took. His eyes were like the finest-cuts of amethysts. His face was as handsome as it was boyish. And he was so very. . . inhuman. The man was dressed in the same manner as the small, raven-haired female who had brought Miroku to this place. He wore a black leather vest with no shirt under it and his silky, tanned, sculpted, muscular chest was exposed. He wore black leather pants that were snug to his curves and no boots or socks. His right ear was adorned with a blood-red ruby stud that matched the small dangling ruby earrings in the woman's ears. Tribal tattoos, like armbands, decorated the upper biceps of his arms while studded leather cuffs covered his wrists.

 

Miroku was too scared now to do anything except watch as the tall man and the slip of a woman made their way to him. Each one was on either side of him. They swept his hair aside and began to press kisses to his neck. Miroku whimpered in his distress. They would then let one hand slowly glide down to his limp cock and together they squeezed, pulled, touched, caressed, and stroked his cock back to life. Their other hands would play with the other's hair, stroke the other's neck or would prevent their playmate from moving. Miroku's pre-cum was dripping by now, and he could smell his terror. They took turns keeping the cock hard and erect as they worked like one creature to remove all of the clothing between the three of them.

 

 

“Kagome, are you going to suck him? Suck his cock for me. . . I need to see it,” commanded the tall male as he began to lick at Miroku's neck.

 

Kagome nodded her head. “Yes, Inuyasha, though I do think the bed is much better for what we want to do with our playmate.”

 

They stopped their assault upon Miroku and guided him to the bed that lay hidden in the deep shadows. They helped Miroku into position upon the center of the bed before taking up their own spots. Inuyasha knelt by Miroku's hips as he started to playing with Miroku's nipples with one hand and suckling the other nipple. Inuyasha kept his eyes locked onto Kagome as she lowered her head and took Miroku into her hot wet mouth.

 

Inuyasha's cock got harder and harder as he watched his beloved mate bobbing up and down on their victim's cock. `My sweet bitch has such incredible restraint for this', he thought proudly to himself as he stopped suckling on the hard nipple. He knew that he would have had to sink his fangs into the beckoning veins of Miroku's thighs had he been the one to suck the cock. Inuyasha felt his fangs elongate in his mouth, and soon the tips peeked from under his lip. He also knew that his eyes had changed from their usual amethyst hue to the golden of his race. Kagome kept Miroku on the edge - who was now trapped in his body's responses and groaning. Inuyasha's hips gave small pulses as he watched his lovely mate fatten up their prey.

 

“Enough!” Inuyasha snarled out. He was going to cum, and the only place he did that was inside Kagome's wet core. Kagome, being the good girl that she was, understood her mate's sudden command to stop.

 

They could clearly hear Miroku's heart as it pumped passionately in its sexual aroused state.

 

It was time. . .

 

Kagome let the change happen, and her fangs elongated in her mouth. Her eyes, too, now reflected the golden colour of their ancient race.

 

Kagome drew herself up along Miroku's sensitive body and rested on top of him. Her scorching heat from her soaking pussy was tormenting Miroku with its closeness. Inuyasha rose to his knees and swiftly straddled Kagome. His cock sunk into the wet cavern of his mate, and using strong hips motions, commenced to powerfully thrust within her pliant body. Their combined movements stroked Miroku's cock as Inuyasha moved in and out, in and out of Kagome. In his painful state of arousal, Miroku began to pump his hips in an attempt to get his cock into Kagome's pussy, only to have his attempts be constantly thwarted by Inuyasha's absolute refusal to leave his mate's body. So instead, he pushed himself between their legs and stroked Inuyasha's heavy sac with his rigid length.

 

Gaining some control, Miroku managed to grunt out his one thought, “Wh-what. . . wh-wh-what are you?”

 

Two sets of golden eyes looked down at him with intense hunger as two sets of cruelly hungry smiles spread across their faces revealing two sets of elongated fangs. Miroku knew in that instant - he was never going to see his baby being born, kiss his wife again. . . or see the dawning of the morning this night. They never stopped in their motions, never ceased in their thrusts against the other and it made Miroku feel sicker than before.

 

His life was coming to a violent end tonight.

 

“What `we are' is the `Hunter', and what `you are' is our `prey'. . .,” Inuyasha spoke as he pounded into Kagome harder.

 

Kagome grabbed a fistful of Miroku's hair, and her hand was soon joined by Inuyasha's fist as he, too, grabbed a clump of Miroku's hair. They yanked his head back to the point of nearly breaking his neck. It caused his body and neck to arc up towards them. As a two headed viper they struck. Twin sets of fangs plunged into the soft undersides of Miroku's neck. Their technique had been perfected over centuries - not breaking the artery to prolong the victims' agony. It slowed down the inevitable death of their prey. From their fangs, digestive enzymes were injected into their victim.

 

Soon the sounds of noisy sucking and gulping filled the room in time with the wet sounds of fucking. Moans, grunts and whimpers of feeding ecstasy and of intercourse drowned out the sobs of the dying man. The loud gasps and growls soon followed by the cries of names signaled the climax of the vampires' as they came. It the only time when silence filled the room before the feeding and noisy sex resumed again. . . and again. . .

 

 

 

The feeding and the fucking went on for so long. . . so long. . .

 

 

 

Silent tears fell from a corpse's eyes. . .

 

 

 

 

`I'm. . . so-sorry. . . Sa-san. . . .go. . . . . .'