InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT ❯ Forbidden Lessons -Part 1 ( Chapter 5 )

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

Forbidden Lessons-
part 1




Kagome was bored ,Inuyasha was off hunting, shippou was asleep and Sango was training. She had watched Miroku wander off to mediate and wonder if maybe she too should work on her powers. rising she went in search of the monk.

Miroku sat in the forest, back against a giant tree whose booming branches forecasted deeper shadows in the already darkened canopy. He had enough beatings for one day from Sango, Inuyasha was becoming more and more irritable, and Shippo was his usual self.

Taking a deep breath to find his center he caught the faint feeling of Kagome's aura just outside of his range of sight. " Kagome? "

" Yes" she replied coming into view then.." How did you know it was me..oh duh..powers.." she replied quickly.

He smiled at her, noting the way the light hit her. " Yes, powers. Would you care to sit with me, Kagome? " He held a hand out to her. " I'm feeling lonely . “ He made the last word a joke, though truly he meant it.

" Sure, miroku " she smiled kindly as she always did. " I'm so bored anyway..I actually can to ask you if you would mind training me a bit " she asked with big full eyes as she sat down.
: He nearly swallowed his tongue at the innocent look in her eyes. "I-", he cleared his throat, "I would be honored. Of course I will help you. Come, lets begin by learning to find your center."

" Sure ,thank you. “ she beams bouncing slightly in mirth.

His hand twitched lightly but smiled all the while. " First , close your eyes. You must clear your mind. When you do this I will tell you the next step. You must follow my instructions carefully, understand ? “
She paused for a moment looking at him with full gray blue eyes but then nodded her lids closing shut.

He blinked, eyes fixing on her chest before he bit his lip, doing his own breathing exercises.

" Now, find your center. Imagine hands moving over your body to the most sensitive area for your aura and focus on that point. Find the peace that is knowing yourself. Release all worries and remember what this place feels like. Now, concentrate, breathe, and open your eyes - metaphysical eyes - and "See " the world before you..." He trailed off there and clenched his hands in his robes , eyes roving over her form.

she listened though it was almost as if she could see him though her eyes were still shut . her hand reach out to touch his face. " Miroku I see you..well like the inside you.." she whispered softly chewing her bottom lip briefly.
His breath came in a gasp as he felt her skin against his. " You're seeing the real me. My aura. " He smiled at her, reaching out to touch her face as well. "I can see you as well, you're beautiful, Kagome . "

She blushed sighed " No , I'm not..." she whispered her hand moved over his lips in a feather-light touch.

He frowned at that, lips moving against her fingertips as he spoke. "I speak only truth. I would not lie to you. I give you my word, you are beautiful. “ Smiling he placed his hand around her wrist, giving the lightest of kisses to her fingers.

" Your aura is orange... what does that mean? " she asked in a hushed voice as she removed her fingers from his lips.

Flushing a deep scarlet he released her. " It's.....not important at this moment”
" Now its pink and orange...with blue swirls " she questioned again touching his shoulders.

“It is no more than a common male emotion that normally goes unnoticed to this degree...” He trailed off trying to sound Sensei- ish and not the stranded frustrated male he was.
It was hard to control oneself around such a innocent . Wanting to open her eyes to the world of carnal pleasure that she danced around in girlish grace. Unknowingly tempting and tantalizing only to recoil in fright when advances are made.

He understood Kouga want to take her as a mate. She didn’t know just how much she gave herself to him . Taunting him almost.

But she was here now. Right before him, with those eyes. Those eyes that questioned, lured you. That dared you realize that she knew exactly what was happening to you and liked it.

She leaned forward closer to him. “ I like your color.” She smiled . A different sort of smile. One he had never seen on her before. Blatant seduction. “ it seems like it likes me too. The closer I get the brighter it gets.” She giggled
“ Miroku ...would you be up for giving me a more advanced lesson of the arts ?” She queried placing her hands on each of his shoulders as she crept into his lap. Slowly. Those innocent eyes still in place.

He couldn’t believe the utter conflicting emotions. Her vibes stringing him in two directions
.” What kind of arts?” he stuttered making sure of her intent even though his hands had already reached the small of her back bringing her to him ,

“Physical”
“I do believe that I can help you indeed..” He replied before his lips crashes into hers. “ very much so.”

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Deep sighs drifted across the night sky ,carried by the wind.
The sharp intake of breath piercing the silence.
Sweat glistened and caressed its way from one body to the other.

But there where no words.
If they spoke it would all end.

The night could conceal all things. Even their lust.

Clothes pooled around them forming the blanket to their bed of earth.
Was it wrong to crave? To want to touch, to feel?
The answer seemed lost against the skilled hands searing their way down toned abs to
the most sensitive of places.

Exploring . Discovering . Their powers melding, coiling in the most holy of unholy ways.
A simply lesson gone so deliciously wrong,.
Their knew it was wrong. That’s what made it better.

He was not hers and She was not his. Both hearts belonging to another leaving their bodies free to the night.
She wanted to know to feel the caress of a man that knew the woman’s body. That worshiped it.
This was her lesson.

He gasped as his pupil investigated his person. She learned so quickly. Her soft hands massaging and pumping. Testing to her liking to see what reactions she could get.

It was so arousing to be with a woman so intent on learning the sensual arts.
It was not always like that. Probably would not be that way after tonight. But it was still worth it.
They were in two different places.

She was not his strong willed slayer.

He was not her hot headed hero.

He was hard to her soft..

But she felt so right.

Pulling her from between his thighs he knelt in licking the shell of her neck down to the outside of her breast . Swiveling his tongue inward he manipulated her body with his mouth . Torturing her body from her pert nipples to the flat plain of her stomach nibbling at her sensitive hips to suckling her swelling nub puckering from her cluster of curls.
Time stilled for them .
The only sound was their own. The brush of limbs and grunts and moans. The hitching of breath. The pulsing of their hearts.

They became lost in the struggle for control in their tongue war.

They knew they could be taught at anytime and it only spured them on more. The desire for flesh , to be wanted and taken covering over any fear of the what may come after.

They had gone to far to stop now . He buried his sheath too deep inside to pull out now. Her legs had locked too tight to open them. Her inner muscles had grabbed to tight to let go.
They assaulted each other. Learning the human body anew. Pushing the other further and farther over the edge because there would never be another night like this.

Climax after climax they pushed on. His member throbbing inside her as he stretched her more each time. Gliding into her with ease as he opened her legs wider baring her to him.

Her wide abandon fueling him on as she toyed and played with herself and him. Caressing all those special places unable to fit insde her or be stroked by him.

And then the end came . The arching of her back, the dig of nails into flesh the slamming of balls against bruised outer lips. The swelling of painful pleasure of her clitoris when touched.

The tightened on her sac and the almost mind numbing sensation climbing up his body paralyzing all thought except to bury himself beep inside her body and unload.

And then the light . The frozen moment in time. The shatter of glass as the coil breaks. the pulsation of inner muscles trying to milk him dry.
The fight to remove himself only to spread his seed across the sweaty plain of her stomach.

And then the earth pulls itself aright and all is as it was.

Their moment in time finished .
Slowly the two remember to breathe again. To bathe , to dress. Silence reigns again but it is not awkward, more-like two souls revealing in a secret only they know. A hidden smile lingering on their lips.

The final kiss. Slow. Deliberate. A rising thought developing with ease.

Their lips part...again the haze clears..

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Alone again. Miroku wakes up . Alone indeed. Scanning the camp. Everyone is where they should be.
Alone indeed but the possibilities just seemed to get better.


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Author time:
Hey I know I normally ended the chapters lighter. More comically but a felt the tone should be different . Anyway hope you enjoyed it. It’s been awhile. I look forward to hearing from you all so R&R please.
Also I sigh because even though it says six pages here I know MM. Is going to shorten this sadly.

On a side note I have been looking though the chapters in this story and even though they are linked to a occurrence to be revealed further in the story . They are one shot in of themselves. Esp. This one has given me a idea for continuing it in a flic of its own.

Here’s where you guys come in. You get to help me decide which dream you would like to see continued. Like this one for ex.
Anyway that’s it for now.
KagomeReborn out.