InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fates Intertwined ❯ Feel the Heat ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I still don't own InuYasha or any other characters from the manga/anime. They belong to the creative genius of Rumiko Takahashi.

 

 

This was written for the mirsanficart Summer Challenge #1. The prompt was “Heat” and the requirement was that it be 500 words or less.

 

Title: Feel the Heat

Rating: T

Pairing: Miroku/Sango

Prompt: Heat

Word Count: 500

Summary: Miroku and Sango work up a sweat in spite of the cool day.

 

Feel the Heat

 

Miroku was amazed at how much heat they'd managed to generate between them on such a cool day. His skin felt like he was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and his hair was wet. He didn't think he'd had to work that hard at what they were doing, but perhaps he was mistaken.

 

He lightly reached under Sango and realized he wasn't the only one. She, too, glowed with the effects of her fluid movements - up and down, back and forth. She mesmerized him with the easy rhythm that she kept.

 

The monk couldn't help but to grin. At least now she didn't slap him for occasionally groping her luscious rear - as long as it was in private. He couldn't help himself as his hand followed her rounded bottom, and then reached under her again.

 

Sango couldn't help but to smile to herself. She had suggested that she had an excellent idea of how to warm up on the cool, dreary day, and her husband had readily agreed rather eagerly. But she had to admit that even she was surprised that she felt so hot and sweaty, especially since they were not even enjoying the heat of a fire. Instead it was simply the heat generated by their two bodies as they moved almost in unison together.

 

“This was a good idea, wasn't it, my husband?” Sango asked with a mischievous grin.

 

Miroku was panting from his efforts. “It was an excellent idea. But I had no idea I would work up such a sweat. I don't remember this being so difficult before.”

 

“You're just out of shape. After all, it seems like you were gone much of the winter with InuYasha taking care of youkai exterminations. Some of your muscles didn't get used nearly as much as they did after we were first wed,” Sango responded.

 

Miroku reached to rub his wife's swollen abdomen. “I guess we'd better do this now, while we still can.”

 

“My balance won't be the same before long,” she admitted. “I'm already having a difficult time with some of this.”

 

The monk sighed. “We may have to enlist some assistance later on.”

 

“That would probably be a good idea. I'm sure that either InuYasha or Rin would be glad to help us out.”

 

“Well, let us finish with this bed while we're at it. Do you know what you want to plant this year?” Miroku asked.

 

Sango reached in front of him to pull up a weed he'd missed. “I think at least what did well last year, and Kaede recommended a few herbs she thought would grow here.”

 

The monk wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve. “Whatever makes you happy, my dear.”

 

“You, helping me in my garden, makes me very happy. I might even have to reward you later on,” she answered with a smile.

 

“Something I'll like?”

 

“Only if you like it hot,” she responded.

 

“Well, let's hurry up,” Miroku replied enthusiastically.

 

Sango nodded and grinned.