InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ No Ordinary Love ❯ There's Nothing Like You and I Baby...And That's a Good Thing ( Chapter 30 )

Chapter 30

 

There's Nothing Like You and I Baby…And That's a Good Thing

 

Miroku took Sango's hand and led her back to the Tantric sex room.

 

The demon slayer glanced back at Kagome, looking for reassurance. Kagome smiled back at her encouragingly, and Sango's eyes brightened before she turned back to Miroku and smiled. Sango was still feeling strange after her experience with the Tantric massage. Never before had she felt something so powerful and all-consuming. It opened up something inside her she had not known existed, and she faced it with slight trepidation and, she had to admit, excitement. Suddenly, another dimension in her feelings for Miroku seemed to have opened - feelings for the man she had loved now for quite some time. Sango was acutely aware of the effect the strong, handsome monk was having on her body. Her heart raced like it never had before at his touch, and his smile sent sparks through her, heating areas of her body she had never paid much attention to.

 

When they had entered the room and closed the door, Miroku turned and took both her hands in his, smiling at her gently.

 

“When a couple cleanses each other's chakras and tunes them to one another, they are supposed to both be unclothed,” said Miroku. “But if you aren't ready to handle both of us being unclothed together, I will keep my fundoshi on.”

 

Sango swallowed and licked her lips as she thought about this. Thoughts about what lay beneath his fundoshi sent a thrill of fear and excitement through her. No, she wasn't ready to go there yet.

 

“Yes, that's fine,” said Sango.

 

The demon slayer blushed a little less as she disrobed for the second time that day, glancing shyly at Miroku as he stripped down to his fundoshi.

 

For his part, Miroku was trembling slightly with the anticipation of having her soft, warm, sweetly curved body pressed up against him. He breathed deeply, willing his twitching hands to be still. Sango was worth waiting for; she wasn't some simple, eager village woman to be seduced. When she was ready, it would be the most wonderful experience he could imagine, because he loved her so much.

 

Miroku instructed Sango to lie down, and he massaged her chakras. Then they switched positions and Miroku guided her to massage his chakras.

 

“Now we will tune each other's chakras together by doing chakra spooning,” said Miroku with a smile, and moved onto his side, gesturing for Sango to join him.

 

As Sango nestled her naked body into the front of his, Miroku closed his eyes and stifled a moan of desire. Sango felt a shudder go through him, and couldn't help but blush. Her heart rate suddenly sped up so that she could hear it beating loudly in her ears. Miroku put his hand on her first chakra and she gasped as a finger accidentally slipped for a moment between her folds, reminding her of her earlier earth-shattering orgasm at his hands. But he quickly moved on as they breathed together and concentrated on visualizing their chakras swirling together and blending.

 

When they were finished, Sango took a deep, shuddering breath and rolled over so she was facing Miroku. They lay looking into each other's faces, not talking, their eyes communicating all the feelings they had for each other.

 

Then slowly, almost hesitantly, Miroku tilted her head up to meet his as he bent down and kissed her. Her lips were so warm and relaxed under his, that he took a chance and deepened the kiss, and then slipped the tip of his tongue out to caress her lips. With a small gasp, she parted her lips and then their tongues met. The wave of arousal hit Sango like a blast of heat, and she quivered as the kiss became passionate. When they finally broke apart, panting, Sango's eyes were shining in wonder.

 

Miroku wanted Sango so much at that moment; he did not know where he found the will power to hold himself back. She looked to be so ready, and yet he did not want to scare her and try to claim any more from her at this time.

 

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then gasped as he felt Sango's small calloused hand reach out and explore his body of her own volition. This touch had nothing in common with the chakra massage, and everything to do with Sango's newly discovered desire for him, and he realized this.

 

So, not wanting to scare her, and not wanting her to stop, he did nothing as her fingers started to caress the planes of his chest. Her fingers then traced the lines of his pectoral muscles, and then lightly brushed his nipples, making him gasp slightly at the erotic sensation. Then she ran her fingers over his hard abdominal muscles, grazing his belly button, and then stopping at the bulge of his fundoshi. Breathing heavily, he opened his eyes and saw Sango blushing as she looked at where her hand had stopped. His arousal was obvious.

 

“It's okay,” Miroku breathed softly, taking her hand gently away. “Thank you. Your touch means a lot to me.”

 

Sango closed her eyes, swallowed, and took a deep breath before looking shyly back into his flushed face.

 

“Why don't I get dressed and have Kagome come in now,” he said, kissing the top of her head tenderly.

 

When Miroku got up, Sango missed the heat of his body next to hers, and curled into a fetal position on the bed. While Miroku dressed, Sango lay in a semi-dazed state, feeling a combination of shame, arousal, desire, and fear. She felt him put a quick kiss in her cheek, and then he left the room. It amazed her how keenly she missed his presence when he was gone.

 

Kagome walked in and saw her friend, curled up naked and still, on the bed. It caused her to pause, a worried crease on her brow.

 

“Sango?” Kagome said.

 

The demon slayer sighed, and slowly rolled over to face Kagome. A wave of relief hit the young miko when her friend looked up at her and smiled. Raising a hand to her chest, Kagome smiled back brightly and went to sit next to her.

 

“So how did it go?” said Kagome.

 

“It was…interesting,” said Sango, pink spots appearing on her cheeks.

 

“Oh, really now,” Kagome drawled. “You going to tell me about it?”

 

Sango laughed and waved her hand dismissively in front of her face.

 

“Nothing much to tell, really,” she replied. “We did the chakra work…kissed…and I…”

 

Kagome sat and watched her friend, tense with the expectation of what she may say next. Had she given herself to Miroku? No, somehow Kagome didn't believe that had happened yet. But something had obviously happened to have a deep effect on her like this.

 

Sango looked back up at Kagome and bit her lower lip, as if deciding what to say.

 

“Kagome…can you tell me how it was for you?” Sango said hesitantly.

 

“How it was for me?” Kagome said, coaxing her to further elaborate.

 

“The first time…you were with InuYasha,” Sango finally said.

 

Kagome blushed a little and smiled, placing a hand gently over Sango's.

 

“What do you want to know?” asked Kagome.

 

“How did you know that…you wanted him to do it,” Sango said and blushed at her audacity.

 

Kagome laughed, arching her neck a little, and raised her hand to her chin before looking back at her friend.

 

“He was holding me, embracing me tight,” said Kagome. “Of all the times he had held me in the past, this time it was different.”

 

Kagome got quiet a moment, remembering.

 

“I felt warmth suffuse me, and pool between my legs,” Kagome continued dreamily. “Then he looked at me, and I saw the desire I was feeling reflected in his eyes. When he kissed me, it flared to even greater heights. I had always loved InuYasha, and I wanted him. When I knew he wanted me, it wasn't a hard choice to make.”

 

“How did it feel?” Sango breathed as she watched her friend, transfixed by her words.

 

“I won't lie and say the first time was all pleasure and no pain,” said Kagome, “but InuYasha was concerned for me. He did not want to hurt me, or make my first time only painful. He found a way to give me pleasure to ease my discomfort.”

 

“And how…did he do that?” said Sango softly.

 

“AH!” Kagome suddenly gasped, her back going stiff and her eyes going wide.

 

Oh no, InuYasha! Kagome thought.

 

“What's the matter?” asked Sango, sitting bolt upright in concern.

 

“It's…InuYasha,” Kagome gasped out, her breath becoming ragged.

 

“Where?!” Sango said, clutching a sheet to her and looking around her in a panic.

 

“N-not h-h-here,” Kagome stuttered. “He's visual-lizing making l-l-love to me.”

 

“He can do this to you with visualization?” said Sango in astonishment.

 

“Y-yes - AH!” Kagome threw her head back and panted.

 

“What is he doing now?” Sango whispered in amazement.

 

“H-he's licking my collar b-b-bone,” Kagome said, then moaned and collapsed on the bed, writhing.

 

“Are you okay?” said Sango. “What's happening now?”

 

“H-he's s-s-s-sucking on my right n-n-n-nipple and t-t-tugging on the l-l-l-left one while strok-k-king my hips!” Kagome groaned and stuttered.

 

Suddenly, Kagome arched her back and started to pant hard.

 

Sango raised her hand to her mouth, her eyes wide as she watched her.

 

“What's going on?” the demon slayer whispered.

 

“H-h-he's inside me,” Kagome panted. “He's thrusting h-h-h-hard and f-f-fast, hitting that s-s-spot…going to…ahhhh…ohhhh…mmmmm….AHHHH….INUYASHA!”

 

Outside the house behind the Tantric sex room where he had secreted himself, InuYasha heard Kagome come and call out his name. He started to laugh hysterically, and fell over backwards in glee.

 

“Gotcha Kagome!” he crowed, just as Masahiro and Miroku rounded the corner to see what all the commotion was about.