InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Realization ❯ Please Me ( Chapter 26 )

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~Chapter 26~

Please Me

 

Sango sat in Kaede's hut. Shippo was asleep. Miroku was sitting next to her with his eyes closed but he was not sleep. Kagome and Inuyasha had ran off a while ago.

 

Sango was somewhat envious of the relationship that Kagome and Inuyasha shared. They were madly in love, just as her and Miroku, but Kagome and Inuyasha could show their love for each other almost all the time. Four days out of the month was hardly worth mention.

 

Sango loved Miroku, as did he her, but until Naraku was defeated Miroku's sense of duty wouldn't allow him to put her in any situation he might think she'll regret later. Miroku did not want her to have a child while Naraku was still alive. He didn't want to danger her, their child, or leave them without him. He was noble man but noble wasn't always comforting. She would never say it out loud but she missed Miroku's pervertedness.

 

Sango sighed. Miroku looked up. "I something wrong, my dear Sango?"

 

Sango shook her head. "No, nothing."

 

Miroku nodded. "Someone so beautiful as you should have nothing to sigh about."

 

Sango nodded, rolling her eyes internally. She got to her feet and headed for the hut doorway, drawing Miroku's eyes. "Would you care to join me in a walk, Miroku?"

 

Miroku smiled and nodded then got to his feet.

 

They walked out into the cool nighttime air. The starry sky was clear, except for a few clouds here and there. Sango led them down to the riverside. She took a seat and was followed by Miroku.

 

Sango gazed at the black river water that slowly ran past. "Miroku?"

 

"Hmm?"

 

"Do you love me?"

 

Miroku seemed taken back by such an odd question. He turned his head to look at Sango but she was still focused on the river. "Why ever would you ask such a thing, Sango? Of course I love you."

 

"Would you do anything to make me happy?" Sango said quietly, again her eyes not leaving the calm following river.

 

"I would do anything to make the woman that I love happy," Miroku replied. He found it odd that Sango had brought him here and was asking questions like these. Could she be doubting his love for her? Could she even be doubting her for him? Panic started to rise in Miroku.

 

"It comforts me to hear you say that, Miroku, because I have a request for you."

 

"Anything, Sango."

 

Sango turned to Miroku, her dark brown eyes shimmering under the moonlight. "My request is: that you please me."

 

Miroku's brow furrowed. "Please you? My dear Sango, what do you mean?"

 

Sango glanced away from Miroku for a moment before looking back into his eyes. She took a breath. "Miroku, I know that your honor would not allow you to risk the chance of giving me a child while Naraku still roamed these lands. I would never ask you to go against your honor but please do not leave me feeling like this."

 

Miroku caught the subtle tones of distress and sadness in Sango's voice as she spoke and it only helped to confuse him more. "Like what, Sango? What have I done? Tell me so that I may fix it?"

 

Sango sighed. "You haven't done anything, Miroku, and there in lies the problem. Miroku, I'm envious of Kagome." Miroku went to interrupt but Sango began speaking before he could get the words out. "I'm jealous of the fact that she can share all of herself with Inuyasha, the man she loves, and her shares all of himself with her, the woman he loves. I wish that I could share myself with you and that you can share yourself with me but sadly we can't."

 

Miroku sat there, facing Sango, listening to her pour out her feelings. Feelings that she had kept to herself until this moment, feelings that he also shared.

 

"Miroku, I want you. I need you. Miroku, I beg of you, please me."

 

Miroku heard the desire in her voice, the lust, the passion. It was love. Love was all of those things and more. He nodded in response to her request. It was one he could fulfill; it was one he wanted to fulfill.

 

Miroku took Sango's hands in his and pulled her to him. He smiled back at her smile, a small upturning of the corner of her lips. He brought his hands to the her face, cupping the sides of her face. He pushed his lips against hers in a slow gentle kiss which soon, because of her impatient, became more intense.

 

Miroku's snaked around Sango's waist and supported her back as he lied her down on the grass. Miroku broke the kiss. He loved into the warm, loving eyes of the woman below him. She was the women that he loved from the moment he met her. It had taken his mind long time to comply with the truth that his heart had already know.

 

Miroku his time, sliding Sango's kimono of her shoulders, letting his fingers glide across her smooth skin. Within the minute, Sango upper body was completely bare, revealing herself to Miroku.

 

"Beautiful," Miroku said breathlessly, more to himself than to Sango.

 

Eventhough she felt totally comfortable with Miroku, she could help but blush under his loving gaze. Her breath hitched as Miroku took a breast in his hands. He slowly massaged the mound while leaning down to kiss her lips. Sango moan softly when Miroku tweaked her nipple, the muffled by Miroku's mouth. Sango arched up into Miroku's hands as he gave her right breast the same attention that he was giving her left one.

 

Sango whimpered when Miroku's hands left her breasts. He trailed his way down her skirt and began to remove it. Sango was too high off of Miroku's loving to care or notice was he was doing. Before she knew it, Sango was nude with Miroku's body lightly pressing against her. Miroku's hand ran up her thigh, across the curve of her and came to rest at the small of her back.

 

Miroku started his journey at Sango lips then slowly kissed his way down her body, leaving flushed skin wherever his lips had rested. He stopped when he came to her supple breasts, nipples standing pert and at attention. He took the left peak in his hot mouth and rolled it around his tongue. Sango moaned and squirmed behind him. Miroku smiled to himself as a pleasure filled moan slipped from between her lips.

 

Sango sighed happily, closing her eyes, as Miroku teased her breasts. He kissed way from her left one over to her right; there he began the ritual that he preformed on the left all over again. After about a minute or so, Miroku's lips found their way to her stomach; his tongue momentarily rested in her naval before moving further downward.

 

Miroku breathed heavily against the soft black silk curls of Sango's maidenhood. As Miroku tucked his head safely between Sango's leg, he lifted her right one and rested it on his shoulder. Pursing his lips, he blew lightly on Sango's already wet entrance before plunging his tongue forward. Miroku placed his hands on Sango's hips steading her squirming body as he went to work pleasing her. Miroku ran his tongue along the soft wet walls of her insides.

 

Sango tried to raise her hips to buck against Miroku's much desired torture but his hands kept her still. A knot formed in Sango's stomach, tightening in a blissful pain. Sango let out a sound that was a mixture of a gasp and a moan as Miroku flicked his tongue over the bud of her flower. He teased her spot for a few more seconds before moving on, much to her disappointment. Suddenly the felling down between her legs increased as Miroku slipped a finger into her womanhood. Sango gasped once more as Miroku, again, added another finger.

 

The combination of Miroku's tongue and fingers was rapidly bringing Sango to her peak. Miroku had used his finger to split her folds more, allowing his tongue to delve deeper into her. To make sure her orgasm came, Miroku pump his tongue in and out of her, rubbing the surface of his tongue against her nub. Sango's moans became louder and quicker as the knot in the pit of her stomach loosened suddenly bringing forth her climax. Sango's body stilled with her back arched up off the ground as she dug her fingers into the soft earth; her mouth opened, letting out a silent cry.

 

As her climax ended, Sango dropped to the ground. She opened her eyes, her eyes rising and falling quickly. Miroku slipped her leg from his shoulder and looked up into her eyes.

 

“Sango,” he said softly, his voice full of love, “I don't want you ever feel like that again. The body is a temple and it is my duty not as a monk, but as a man to pray at your temple.”

 

Sango was overcome with emotion. “Miroku, I love you.” She smiled.

 

Miroku returned her smile with one of his own. “And I, Sango, love you too.”

 

“Now, Miroku, it is my turn to pray at your temple.” Miroku looked slightly surprised. “You did say the body is a temple, that means your body is also a temple.”

 

Miroku was caught off guard by her declaration but that did not stop him from looking forward to the experience.

 

Sango got her knees, completely naked, and pushed Miroku down on his back. She started to disrobed him.

 

“You know Sango, I wouldn't suggest putting that pervert's scent all over you.”

 

Sango screamed in surprised as Miroku sat straight up, shocked.

 

Inuyasha sat about ten feet away, seated on the ground, arms and knees crossed. He was sitting calmly looking at them from the corner of his eyes.

 

“Inuyasha! You're as much as a pervert as Miroku!” Sango yelled angrily. She grabbed for her clothes to cover herself up.

 

Miroku was offended and he would have voiced his displeasure with Sango's comment but he was more angry with Inuyasha at the moment.

 

“Inuyasha!” Kagome called out as she ran over to him. She approached him with an irritated look on her face. “Inuyasha,” she growled out, “I told you not to do that. How would you like it if someone interrupted us?”

 

With little trouble, Kagome lifted Inuyasha off the ground. She bowed and apologized as she pushed Inuyasha back towards the village.

 

Inuyasha snorted and rolled his eyes. “You may have forgotten but I haven't. Them and that damn kit are ruining my fun.”

 

“I know, I know. They ruin my fun too but that's no reason to go sneaking up on them when their having alone time, you they're too stubborn most of the time, and definitely don't do it when I'm not there to see their reactions.”

 

Kagome's voice was nowhere near a whisper when she spoke. “Hey!” Sango called out to her retreating back, more than slightly irate.

 

Kagome turned around with a bright smile on her face. “We'll just be heading back to the village.” She laughed nervously. “You two just continue where you left off.”

 

Sango and Miroku watched the couple disappear over the hillside. Sango turned back to Miroku, blushing. “I think the mood is ruined.”

 

Miroku sighed. “I agree.”

 

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A/N: Had to throw in some Mir/San because I've been neglecting them for a while and for all my Mir/San fans.

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