InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Ninja ❯ Curiosity ( Chapter 16 )

CHAPTER 16: Curiosity

 

Yaoi warning!!!

 

Ginta and Hakkaku went to watch over Kouga at the camp opting to move a bit closer to Sesshoumaru's for extra security. Kouga had not felt this was necessary but had allowed it none the less. This left the hut with just two occupants. Miroku was just settling down onto his futon while Inuyasha sat in a chair looking out into the night from the window by his.

 

“You should get some sleep, Inuyasha.” Miroku said, worried about his friend. He knew that the hanyou felt his most vulnerable at this time and was too nervous to let himself

sleep, but Miroku had to try.

 

“I'm fine” Inuyasha sighed quietly continuing to look out the window.

 

“Suit yourself”, replied Miroku as he rolled over onto his back, putting his arms above his head and closing his eyes. He was soon breathing deeply in a regular slow rhythm.

 

Inuyasha was feeling exposed and lonely. He missed Kagome. She always knew what to say to make me feel better. Damn that Naraku! I can't wait to tear him limb from stinking limb.

 

Inuyasha stole a look at Miroku thinking back to that day in the woods. I'm not that way, I don't like men like that, but why do I want to know what it would be like with Miroku? He questioned himself. He turned in his chair and watched as the monk's bare chest rose and fell. Inuyasha began to feel funny; he wanted to touch Miroku's skin to see what it felt like. Maybe I could just go sit by him, he thought. He rose from the chair and walked quietly over to where the monk was sleeping. He's always been such a good friend. How can he stay so positive all the time? He rarely gets upset, even with that curse hanging over his head. He wished he could keep his cool as well as that.

Inuyasha had concerns about this dark eyed man. He knew his kazaana was getting larger. He sometimes saw Miroku looking at his hand with a pained expression on his face but then it would disappear if he caught anyone noticing. He also noticed that he didn't use his wind tunnel as much as before, only when absolutely necessary. Inuyasha leaned over Miroku and gently started to move his hair away from his face. Violet eyes opened and looked at him leaving Inuyasha caught like the proverbial deer in the headlights with his hand hovering over his face.

 

Miroku didn't move, he looked up to Inuyasha and waited to see what he would do. You should stop this bouzo. Don't take advantage of his vulnerability. I won't let it get too far Miroku thought to his conscious. He probably won't do anything anyways, which was why he was so surprised when he felt soft lips on his own.

 

Inuyasha was feeling mixed emotions as he looked down into Miroku's eyes. The lonely part that just wanted someone to love him and care for him desperately wanted to touch those lips with his own. The other part, the part that said he needed no one but himself, told him to pull back and smack this guy in the head for making him feel what he was feeling. The lonely side won out.

 

Miroku brought his arms down and putting one hand on each side of Inuyasha's face deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue against Inuyasha's lips and pushing against them. They parted easily and Miroku slipped his tongue into his friend's hot cavern.

 

Inuyasha, feeling Miroku's wet tongue in his mouth, gave out a small moan and slid his tongue against Miroku's. He dropped his hand on the monk's chest marvelling at the feel of the muscles under his fingers and the warmth of his skin. He gave himself completely over to the feelings of want and need that were coursing through him.

 

Miroku's conscious kicked in and he pulled away gently so as not to make Inuyasha think he was rejecting him and dropped his arms to his side. “Are you sure you want to do this. I don't want you to do anything you might regret” he said in a whisper looking into golden eyes. “Just know that no matter what I am always your friend.”

 

Inuyasha looked hard into Miroku's eyes to gauge if what he had just said was the truth. “No matter what?” he asked. “You accept me, no matter what?”

 

“No matter what” said Miroku without hesitation smiling up at the now human hanyou.

 

“Do you not want to?” Inuyasha asked. He was trying to delay answering Miroku's question because he really didn't know the answer for himself; his mind was giving him confusing messages.

 

Miroku continued to smile up at him. “I would but not if you don't feel comfortable continuing. We can just stop now and mark it up to curiosity.”

 

Inuyasha was surprised. Miroku seemed perfectly comfortable even though a guy had just kissed him. “Have you done this before?” he asked him slowly, wondering how much he didn't know about his friend.

 

Miroku was silent for a moment not sure if Inuyasha was ready for the truth about him but then decided to trust him. “Yes. I may die at any time with this cursed hand so I take what joys from life I can get when I can get them. Does that make you think poorly of me?” Miroku held his breath waiting for him to answer. He really wanted respect from Inuyasha and hoped he hadn't just lost it with his confession.

 

“No”, he finally said. “And stop talking about dying, nobody's going to die.” Inuyasha crossed his arms and frowned. He looked over towards the window and then back to Miroku. “I thought you liked women.”

 

“I do”, Miroku grinned, shrugging his shoulders. “Both sexes have their advantages.”

 

“You're such a leach.” Inuyasha was silent for a moment looking down at the relaxing human and then shyly asked, “Just how far have you gone?”

 

“Far”, he replied simply.

 

“That's not an answer” he growled. “What have you done?” Inuyasha's curiosity was flaring and he really wanted to know.

 

“How much do you want to know?” Miroku shot back, sitting up and exposing his upper torso. “Tell me, how curious are you?” He said with a glint in his eyes and a sexy lopsided grin on his face.

 

Inuyasha was beginning to get pissed off. Damn monk, why doesn't he just answer the question? Inuyasha's eyes closed slightly in annoyance. He doesn't think I have the guts to do anything, I'll show him. “So I'm curious, so what.” he said, trying to play it cool, then he reached forward with both hands and started to run them over Miroku's chest, watching him to see how he would respond.

 

Miroku shivered at the light touches. He brought his hands up and started to open up Inuyasha's haori and ran his fingers over his chest as he leaned forward and began to kiss and lick on the side of his neck.

 

Inuyasha hitched in his breath at the pleasant feeling, getting lost in the sensation.

 

The more experienced Miroku put his hands just under Inuyasha's open haori at the top of his shoulders and, running his hands down his arms, slipped the top off. He still continued to nibble on his neck eliciting small gasps when he reached the area between his neck and collar bone. He put his arms around the other man's back and leaned over pushing him back on the bed with Miroku on top. He ran his hand up and down Inuyasha's side as he captured his lips in a searing kiss.

 

Inuyasha had only ever kissed a girl once, that one time being with Kikyo fifty some years ago. This was so different than that small chaste kiss. He felt heat creep from his belly to his groin, his body responding faster than he wanted it to. He began to get nervous and started to tense up.

 

Miroku felt the change in Inuyasha's body and stopped. He wanted the hanyou badly but he lifted his head and looked at the flushed face beneath him. “Do you want to stop? We don't have to do anything you don't want to” he said softly hoping to calm Inuyasha's nerves.

 

“No, it's just - I'm not - I haven't” he stammered out not sure how to explain his feelings and thoughts.

 

Miroku understood immediately. He of course knew that Inuyasha had never been with a man but he now knew that he had never been with anyone. “You're a virgin” he stated which earned him the sight of a crimson blush flashing across the other boy's face. “How far have you gone?” he asked sincerely.

 

“I've only ever kissed once” Inuyasha said still blushing.

 

“Do you trust me, Inuyasha?” He asked waiting for a reply. Inuyasha gave a small nod then Miroku asked “Will you allow me to continue?” Again he nodded wanting and needing the touches of the monk.

 

He was tired of feeling unwanted and unworthy. He could see the want and caring in Miroku's eyes and he found it intoxicating. He blushed an even deeper shade of red as he whispered “I'm not sure what to do.”

 

“Do nothing, I will be your teacher tonight” Miroku began to kiss Inuyasha most tenderly, gently caressing over his chest and nipples with his fingertips causing him to moan and writhe beneath him.

 

The sensations that he was feeling just made Inuyasha want more, he felt like his body was on fire, especially everywhere Miroku's lips and fingers were. He would not have believed that the touch of another person could feel so good.

 

Miroku moved his hand, palm flat, down and stroked Inuyasha's belly while his mouth moved down to his neck. His teeth nibbling and nipping at his shoulder and collar bone. His hand moved again, this time over his hip and then down and around his cheek. Miroku gave a light chuckle against Inuyasha's chest as he gave a healthy squeeze with his hand.

 

Inuyasha brought his hand up and cuffed the hentai monk lightly on the back of the head with a small laugh. “Pervert” he chuckled enjoying the sensation that earned the dark haired man so many slaps. Miroku responded by stroking his hips and thigh as he brought his tongue to Inuyasha's nipple and twirled and flicked it against the hardening nub. Inuyasha moaned deeply as he arched his chest up at the tingling sensation. He was getting quite hard as he lay there arms outstretched.

 

Miroku's hand was creeping slowly up his thigh and as it gently passed over his manhood Inuyasha jerked his hips and gasped, his eyes widening at the immense pleasure he felt. He now brought both of his hands to Miroku's back and began to stroke up and down with his fingers. He heard him groan his thanks for being touched in return. This made him bolder and he snaked his hands down to Miroku's butt and squeezed both cheeks.

 

Miroku barked out a laugh and squeezed Inuyasha's shaft in return, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head and to moan loudly. Miroku brought his hand up to the tie on the fire rat pants and undid them slowly, pushing his hand beneath the fabric until he had Inuyasha wrapped in his hand. He began to bite and nibble on Inuyasha's lower lip, sucking on it gently as he stroked up and down with his hand.

 

Inuyasha was breathing hard, stars exploding behind his eyes. Miroku was being tortuously slow, extending the pleasurable sensations below his waist.

 

Inuyasha's blunt human nails were raking across Miroku's back. Good thing he's in his human form he thought enjoying the pleasure/pain feeling he was receiving

 

Miroku picked up the pace as he drove his tongue into Inuyasha's mouth, getting his friend's tongue to caress against his roughly. When he reached the bottom of the shaft he squeezed tighter, pulling upward all the way to the tip and then back down, gently twisting his hand as he did so.

 

Inuyasha was groaning and panting heavily as he pushed his hips up into Miroku's hand, which had increased the tempo and friction yet again. Soon his orgasm shot through his whole body, surprising him with the ecstasy and power that charged through his brain and body simultaneously. He slumped back into the bed, panting and feeling light headed.

 

“Miroku, that was…that was, great”, he finally was able to choke out between breaths.

 

“Glad you enjoyed it.”

 

Inuyasha looked up into the smirking face of his friend. He could plainly see the need in Miroku's eyes. “What about you?”

 

“That's up to you. Are you going to help me out? Have you learned anything from your sensei?” he joked.

 

Inuyasha smirked back and flipped himself and Miroku over smoothly so he was now on top. “I'll show you what I've learned” he said huskily wanting to give Miroku the same pleasure he had just received. He reached down and pulled his robes completely apart causing the monk to jump slightly in surprise at the now emboldened boy. He looked over the body of his friend enjoying the view of a well toned body and the excitement between his legs. That's because of me thought a slightly proud Inuyasha. He took Miroku in his hand and began to squeeze lightly, stroking up and down firmly.

 

Miroku closed his eyes and moaned, twitching his hips up as Inuyasha brought his hand down. He catches on quick gasped Miroku to himself.

 

Inuyasha watched the erotic expressions cross his friend turned lover's face, delighted that he was getting such response. He began to stroke harder and faster, gripping the engorged member to increase the friction and pleasure. He was rewarded by loud groans and moans, Miroku pushing up in rhythm with the tempo. Inuyasha allowed his nails to graze lightly along his shaft and then flicked his thumb across the tip causing Miroku to gasp out. He repeated this over and over until Miroku could not hold back any longer, he came loudly, causing Inuyasha to crush his lips down on the monks to shut him up so he wouldn't wake the whole village.

 

“How was that?” Inuyasha asked impishly with a grin when it was over.

 

“You pass” moaned out Miroku, “top of your class.”

 

Both boys lay back on the bed sated and content. Miroku left the bed for a moment and returned with a wet cloth to clean the two of them up. He then returned to the hanyou's side and they both drifted off to sleep, happy with each other and stronger in their friendship.