InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ HIGH ❯ Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-yasha or any of the other characters. Just this story, which is a lot to me.

By: Kagome-Reborn

HIGHER- THE SEQUEL TO HIGH

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(I SUGGEST YOU READ `HIGH' FIRST, SO YOU'LL GET A BETTER IDEA)

WARNING- THIS FLIC CONTAINS ADULT SITUATIONS, NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER.

RATING-NC-17

WHERE WE LAST LEFT OFF…

Kagome leaves sango to practice the song.

"Oooh, I get so high,

When I'm around you baby"

"I can touch the sky. You make my temperature<what's a temperature? Note to self: ask kagome later> rise, ooh baby,

You're making me high!"

Baby, baby, baby, baby."

<Just then, Miroku walks silently in.>

"I want to feel your heart and soul inside of me.

Let's make a deal you roll, I lick

And we can go flying into ecstasy."

"Oh darlin' you and me,

" Light my fire,

"Blow my flame,

"Take me, take me, take me away!"

"Okay"

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"WHAAA…TTT?!?!

Slowly Sango turned to see Miroku wading towards her.

"Houshi, what are you doing…here?

"I'm fulfilling your request."

Miroku stated, his face cloaked behind his tranquil face.

Sango slipped further back into the spring. She sank back ` till her chin touched the water. Her hair cascaded around her adding more of a shield and to her `maiden's' innocence. Her eyes wide never wavered from his. She could feel her body began to flush and heat more and more with the closer; he came.

"I'm afraid…I "

" Oh, there's no need to fear me'

"No, what I meant was I don't understand what you're talking about."

"So you don't fear what's going on now."

Sango was at a loss, She couldn't find a reason why she was allowing him so close, and to come to proper terms with the sudden wish to have him closer.

"Really?, he smirked, and stopped less than a foot away from her.

You don't remember the promise made you."

`That's right' she thought back.

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There had been a caressing quality in his voice when he had made the promise. It had been long sense they had confided their true feelings for another, though she had started to doubt his sincerity since they were never again together privately, until after the last battle against Kagura. Sango had been thrown back hard from the wind attack and had been propelled into a tree. As inu-yasha and kagome battled, Miroku had fled to her side, cradling her, tears filling his eyes, and choking back a sob he had promised more liked vowed to spend more time with her alone, to make her every command, wish, his solitary desire to fulfill, if she would only return to him.

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"Well." He said flatly, jogging her back to the present.

"Yes, I do."

He smiled gently as he closed the gap between them and brought up his right hand to stroke her face.

"Then let me."

At first she flinched back at his touch, making him start to move his hand away, but she stopped him by quickly clasping his hand with her own and press it back to her face. Urgently she rubbed her cheek into his palm, sighing lightly as he began caressing it. His smile warmed at this expression.

Slowly he began to wrap his other arm around her, bringing her into a tight embrace. She sighed a moan against his chest. She kept her arms against her chest and just listened to his heart.

`His heart'

"Miroku, what part of you belongs to me?"

There were probably better ways to put it but she couldn't worry about that now.

"Sango, I belong to you. My body, mind, and my soul are all yours."

"But what about your heart?"

`She's still uncertain with me' " yes, more than anything my heart. But my heart has always belonged to you, from the day I was conceived I have been yours."

"Thank you, hous… Miroku. I am happy that we both belong to each other."

She looked up into his eyes, a smile creasing she lips, Love reflecting off both their eyes, mixed with something stronger pressing itself to the front.

" Sango, my sango, my beloved sango."

Every so slowly their heads slide closer together, eyes locked both open till their lips meet each other, then closed at the same time.

Miroku's kisses were gentle, delicate as he savored ever second. Sango replied the same control at first.

`I just want to taste her'

Miroku finally gave in to his thoughts and began to lick her lips through their kiss.

` Kami, she tastes so good.'

Sango parted her lips, catching Miroku off guard as his tongue slipped into the part. Her tongue seized his and battled fiercely, arms snaking up and around his neck, deepening the kiss, her tongue eagerly exploring his mouth, reveling in the taste of him and the texture of his tongue. Her hands began to feel him, the contours of his back, and the shape of his muscular arms. Lower she drove on, till she got to the spot where her beloved Houshi seemed to be magnetically attracted to, thought about it, then sank her hands over and gave a tentative squeeze. She grinned through their kissing at his reaction. He shuttered and his eyes flew open, and pulled away for a moment to stare at her before the grin found its way to his face all the way to his eyes. It was the grin that always came when he had a `plan' that included the anatomy of women. His eyes gleamed when he saw sango realize the impact of what her actions had started.

` Ah oh..'

She brought his head back and kissed him passionately driving her tongue in his mouth passed his lips, caressing over his teeth, in a hope to sway his mind away. Her hands drove through his hair, and around his neck.

`Tricky, naughty girl. Does she really think she's going to get away with that.'

He kissed her back meeting her veracity and even pushing her more. His hands explored her back, tentatively touching the sides of her breasts, then his hands found her back again. More and more, he pushed her treating to suffocate her with their kisses. The lower his hands went the more the intensity grew. His fingers were igniting all her nerve endings, leaving them crying out for more when they left. His hands leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

His mind grinned at what was about to happen.

++<Now if I was an evil author I would end it here. Am I. Hmm. AM I! Yeah I am, but I don't feel like it now so your prayers weren't answered, I just feel like writing more. >++

His hands found her firm buttocks and took a firm squeeze. She gasped through their kiss preparing to scream out but he wouldn't free her lips or his grip. He squeezed again and she tried with all her might to suppress a moan. This time he didn't stop at a squeeze, to her surprise she found herself being lifted up. Miroku had used her buttocks as the basic for lifting her up, sango was forced to put her arms around his neck and wrap her legs around his lower waist. Slowly he began to wade out of the spring, sango looked up at him breaking the kiss in the process.

`His face looks so innocent, as if he was just carrying a small child out of a spring. Oh dear, there goes that smile'

He looked down at her, his face placid, void of emotion except for the grin.

` Kami, I swear even his eyes are grinning'

Miroku carried her out of the spring and over to a small patch of grass that grew stubbornly near the edge of one of the bamboo walls. Gently he laid her down on the grass not releasing her and positioned himself comfortably on top of her.

"Miroku..?"

"Don't worry sango, I now you're not ready yet. All I'm going to do is kiss you."

He grinned as he looked down into her eyes.

"Oh,.. Okay I guess."

"Good"

Slowly he bent down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Then he gradually trailed the kiss down the side of her cheek to her chin to her neck. Slowly and painstakingly, he lavished her neck, running his tongue over her pulse and sucking at it, placing little nips here and there.

She shuddered and let out lil' gasps but he paid no heed as he continued his descent. When he reached her breasts, they were already becoming hard from under his onslaught. He restrained the urge to grasp them in his sweaty palms.

` No, I said only lips.'

Meticulously, he kneaded and massaged her breasts with his tongue, tasting her and restraining a shudder of pleasure as he relished the taste of the mixture of sweat on her skin. He sucked and nipped until he was satisfied that he had giving each enough attention.

Sango was doing every time in her power no to be overwhelmed by the sensations surging through her body.

She quivered as he kissed her flat stomach. Lower and lower he went till he was just about to part her legs so he could continue when she stopped him, she wouldn't open her legs for him.

"Miroku, no it's not right!?"

*Chuckle* " Yes, it is sango."

She didn't say anything else but as he went to try again he meet with resistance.

" Sango, trust me please."

She flushed but gradually opened for him.

He slip head into her parted legs and began to lick tentatively at her slit. She gasped and trembled. He took this as a good sign and pushed his tongue into her folds. He lapped up the juices as they started to flow, his tongue searching out every bit of her. When he found her nub she clenched and tighten her thighs around his head, her screams becoming more rapid as her sanity was stripped away. Miroku maneuvered himself so he could slide his tongue inside her and nuzzle her nub with his nose.

Waves of pleasure racked through her body, and as she finally came, she screamed out as her body convulsed. The shockwaves crashing in her as she rode out the last of her contractions.

"Mum, mungo, velt grow!"

Miroku said from his position as her thighs kept him locked in place.

"Oh sorry"

Sheepishly she parted her legs again so he could lift up.

He raised his head to see her. She had a look of complete contentment.

` I gave her that joy.'

Suddenly her face changed. Her brows started to knit together.

"Sango, what's wrong?"

She sat up and faced him. She bent in and kissed him, upon pulling back from the kiss,

" Nothing, it's just I want to kiss you to."

To Be Continued…?

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