InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Together Forever ❯ The First Time ( Chapter 29 )

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Chapter Twenty-nine: The First Time

Sango's breath caught in her throat, her heart began to race, the heat that pooled near her sex grew warmer and she suddenly felt light headed and giddy. He was watching her again, his eyes, gods how she loved his eyes, were warm and gentle. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out, none could when the woman you loved kissed you. Foolish houshi, doesn't he know better than to talk? Sango thought as she kissed him. It was soft, brief, merely a touch of lips, and then she pulled back.

"Do you mean it?" Again she nearly cursed her loose tongue for speaking before she thought about her words. Miroku was shocked that she hadn't hit him this entire time and he cupped her cheek gently in his large hand. How strong she was yet so feminine at the same time. "Yes." It was all she needed. Her heart sang and raced wildly within her chest and her mind once again became light and warm, and she didn't hold back the tears that begged to be released, she let them fall from her eyes as she threw herself into him, burying her head in his chest, feeling his arms wrap around her.

"Sango, don't cry!" Miroku pulled back, watching her with worry written boldly over his face. "Why?" she asked playfully, grinning like a fool; but she didn't care. "Tears do not suit you." He replied, fighting the urge to grin. He still held her, and she felt through her yukata the firmness of his hands, but also the hard roundness of the prayer beads covering his kazaana, and her heart sank slightly. But she pushed the feeling aside, all that mattered now was him- no, them. All she needed now was this bit of time, this moment. The love he openly admitted and the way he looked at her, the way she felt with his arms around her. "Sango…..I-" she silenced him with her fingertips, and then leaned so her head was cushioned in the crook of his neck. I have to tell him……how I really feel. She thought.

She had known for a while now she loved the hou- no, that she loved Miroku. And every time he touched another woman she went mad with jealousy. She didn't want him to desire anyone but her, and when he would be nice, even if he was a hentai later, and hold her or touch her softly she would feel warm; but then he would ruin the moment before it could grow. Kagome was the only one who knew and she had finally made her realized that she was in love with Miroku. Hopelessly and deeply in love; how wonderful it was. And now that he admitted he loved her……..she was blissfully happy.

"I love you Miroku." She whispered into his ear, wrapping her arms around his muscled torso. She felt the catch in his breath, and then the strength of his arms holding her, his strong hands gently caressing her back.

His mind whirled and his breath caught in his throat. She loves me. The thought danced around his head and he smiled gently coaxing her to stay within his arms as he let silence fall over them; it was content and they cherished the moment, there in each others arms.

His hands caressed her back with tender affection and his firm yet gentle lips suckled on her ear, and it made her shiver in pleasure. Miroku took note of this; storing it away for later use. "Sango……" his breath was hot against her skin, teasing the wetness his mouth had left upon her ear. She looked at him with questioning eyes; unable to speak for fear that her voice would fail her. "I…… Want…... You." Miroku whispered huskily, each word separated by a kiss to her oversensitive skin. Sango whimpered at the heat building within her lower belly, and Miroku smirked, rubbing her hips while nibbling on her bottom lip to once again gain entrance to her mouth.

She wanted him like she wanted nothing else in the world. She wanted to give herself to Miroku. Ridiculous! She thought. He wouldn't stay with me, would he? `He loves you, trust him.' Who? Sango thought, hearing another voice within her mind. It was soft, pure, and definitely female. She heard nothing more, simply a warmth that seemed to wash over her, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes and when Miroku kissed her she decided to listen to that voice. "Will you let me make love to you Sango?" "Yes." It was a simple answer, yet one of the most crucial answers in her life and she prayed she made the right choice, and looking into Miroku's wide, gentle, eyes she decided; it was the right choice.

Miroku felt like he could dance upon the clouds when she said yes. For so long he had desired Sango and for so long he had known he loved her, yet he had been afraid to tell her. Even now in the back of his mind there was fear, the fear of what may come to pass. They still had to collect the rest of the Shikon shards and still had the battle with Naraku. His kazaana grew bit-by-bit and it would eventually kill him; it hung over him painfully but he hid it with masterful skill from his friends. So many conflicting thoughts surged within his mind and he felt like tearing his hair out in frustration. But she had agreed and he knew that she knew what consequences came with her decision and she had made it alone, as she should have.

Sango caressed his cheek, watching the flicker of emotions fun through his eyes as he battled his inner turmoil. "Miroku, it's alright." She whispered, placing her lips to his; offering her mouth to him. He kissed her, pulling her close, letting his hands slowly leave her back, one caressing a hip as the other tugged at the ties of her yukata. Without a word he grabbed her up, taking her over to his sleeping mat and placed her upon her back then himself over her, using one arm to balance him as the other tugged once more at the ties of her yukata suggestive yet playfully; never once breaking their kiss.

Sango was growing warm all over, the feeling of her yukata brushing over her sensitive skin made her tingle with more warmth and she wrapped her arms around Miroku's neck, kissing him back with a passion that she never thought possible. His lips left hers and he nibble on an ear for a moment, taking pleasure in her whimpered protest of losing his lips, then the gasp as he nibbled the sensitive spot on her ear. He left her ear then, traveling down her neck with open mouthed kisses, leaving a fire hot heat in his wake.

Sango kept her hands firmly on his shoulders as he made his way down her neck, stopping long enough to move the upper part of her yukata a bit so he could reach more of her skin, revealing the top of one shoulder and the base of her neck, where he nibbled at her pulse point loving the small groan it brought from her sweet lips. He nipped at her exposed flesh and with a small lick at the shell of her ear he began to untie the sash on her yukata, leaning back so he could see all of her.

Sango's heart pounded like mad and she wouldn't have been surprised if Miroku could hear it. But he didn't seem to notice, his eyes where focused on the new expanse of skin that showed through were her yukata had slipped open slightly, her sex and breasts still covered. She clutched at the fabric, blushing crimson, feeling foolish for her reluctance to let him see her completely, but still unable to help her nervousness. Miroku gently stroked the side of her face then took her wrists in his hands, slowly pulling them away from her body, placing them above her head. She let him move her arms as she tried desperately to steady her breathing. With a last look at her Miroku pushed the yukata open, watching in wonder as it molded around the curves of her body. Her hair was splayed out like an ebony halo on the sleeping mat, and her creamy lightly golden skin seemed to glow in the moonlight.

Her breasts were large and round; perfectly formed and her rosy buds were hard due to the chill of the room, and the fact that Miroku had been getting her all hot and bothered. Her waist was slim and her hips curved seductively, her long legs were tone and shapely and Miroku nearly cried out in frustration as he saw the flimsy white cloth covering her most secret spot from his view. With a small tug however he slid it off of her, also moving her yukata from beneath her when she rose up so he could remove the only thing that stood between him and her, now completely, naked body.

Miroku leaned down, kissing her lips gently then trailing his kisses once again down her neck, but this time without the restriction of her yukata he kissed lower. He laid between her legs, keeping himself propped up on his arms as he kissed one hard nub, gently taking it into his mouth then biting it softly, making her gasp and utter a low moan at the new feeling racing through her. He released the nub from his teeth and moved onto its twin, giving it the same treatment.

Sango felt like her body was on fire. The pleasure was indescribable and she felt like she was floating. When he bit her it didn't hurt, rather instead it felt pleasurable and she felt more heat pool within her most secret spot and her hands slowly made their way to his hair, her fingers catching at the tie of his pony and pulled it free. She smiled slightly, feeling him begin to kiss his way back up her neck to nip at her shoulders as she ran her fingers through his hair. Their lips met and he slid a hand down her side slowly, barely letting the tips of his fingers brush against her naked flesh, sending shivers up and down her body. She ran her hands over his chest, and taking notice that he still had on his yukata she decided to remove it. With ease she undid the sash and pushed it off his shoulders, leaving his bare body for her hungry gaze. Her eyes roamed over the expanse of muscled chest and shoulders and she found herself wanting to feel that firm body against her as she cried out in pleasure.

Miroku grinned into the valley of her breast, giving it a lick for good measure, as his hand reached the apex of her thighs and sought her entrance. He lifted his head, watching her as she gasped and arched against him as he pumped two fingers into her slowly. Feeling how ready she was, oh gods, it was sweet torture, and he felt himself grow harder as she moaned out her pleasure.

He used his thighs to spread her legs farther apart, and positioned himself at her entrance. Sango's eyes went wide; she had never seen a man's naked body, much less his shaft and she felt a slight fear pit in her stomach as she felt the head of it at her entrance. Miroku saw as she tensed and sighed, leaning forward, careful not to enter her he kissed her lips softly, then entered her with one quick thrust. She whimpered at the slight sting of pain within her and at the strangeness of something being within her body. Miroku waited a moment, nibbling on her lips softly until she moved her hips against him, making him groan softly. He was gentle as he could be, but she was so hot, so tight, that he wanted nothing more than to pound into her until he made her scream. With something close to a growl he thrust into her hard and fast, keeping a steady pace.

Sango cried out as he began to thrust harder and faster. She felt like she was going to shatter if he kept it up and as he moved he nipped at her breast, sending her already pleasure enticed body to another level of feeling. "Gods……Miroku…....please…....please…..… ." she was begging now, what for she didn't know but it felt so good to moan out his name as he made her world spin in a flurry of passion. "MIROKU!!!!" Miroku groaned, feeling her release around him and thrust into her one more time before spilling his seed within her. He lay his head upon her chest, panting, and she smiled, her entire body still tingling and feeling on fire as she gently stroked his hair as best she could while still feeling the affects of their love making.

He rolled off her gently, groaning as he pulled out of her, and he wrapped a long arm over her form as he pulled the covers up around them. She smiled, shifting so she could face him, her breasts pressed against him as she laid her head on his chest. Her fingers traced aimless patterns along his smooth skin, and she loved the way his muscled rippled under her touch. "Ai shiteru……" he murmured, stroking her hair. She felt her eyes water and she laid her head against his chest. "Ai shiteru Miroku." She whispered back. They sat there for a moment in silence before Sango's big mouth took over again.

"Did I displease you?" Miroku chuckled lightly. "No." "H-how many…..how many…..howmanytimeshaveyoutakenawomantoyourbed?" That question startled Miroku and made Sango curse herself once again. He flushed slightly. I might as well tell her. He thought sullenly. "Ichi." "Ichi." She echoed, amazed, turning wide chocolate eyes upon him. He watched her carefully. "Hai; only you." Sango wasn't sure whether she wanted to laugh or cry, so, she lay down again, resting her head on his chest, a small smile on her lips and a new sparkle in her eyes. "Arigato……...my Miroku." She whispered, drifting off to sleep and Miroku smiled and murmured sleepily while pulling her closer, "Goodnight my Sango." before following her to the land of dreams.

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Note: I will state this now; The Suaru in the fic isn't me, I just like the name!

Kinjya belongs to my friend Koga, Anna to my friend Anna-chan, and Lia and Sae to AngelofDaimonds so ask them if you wanna use them. Suaru, Rath, Ares, Kenji, and others that will come in later belong to me or one of my friends; I'll let you know, so ask before using them!

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Me: Well there is another chapter! Sorry it took so long; life is hectic and evil. I'll have a new chap up A.S.A.P! REVIEW PLEASE!

- : - Translations - : - Koi - Love :: Koibito - Lover :: Koishii - Beloved :: Oniisan - Big brother ::: Miko - Priestess :: Youkai - demon :: Kitsune - fox :: Ai shiteru - I love you :: Kami - God :: Nani - what :: Gomen - Sorry :: Arigato - Thank you :: Kawaii - cute :: Kowaii- Scary :: Nee- chan: Big sister:: Taijiya - youkai exterminator :: Houshi - priest/monk :: hentai - pervert :: ako - my child ::: domo - thanks ::: Kaze no Kizu - wound of the wind (I think) :: Sore wa himitsu desu - It's a secret :: Reisho - Thunder :: Kage - shadow :: Shinju - pearl :: Sango - Coral :: Kohaku - Amber :: Hoshi - Star :: Inu - dog :: Inuyasha - dog demon/damon :: Sesshoumaru - (the) killing perfection :: Iie - no :: Imouto - little sister :: Shizu kani - shut up :: Ichi - one :: ookami - wolf :: Tora - tiger :: Nasake - Mercy :: Onna - Girl :: Ouji - Prince :: Nushi - Master :: Sureibu - Slave :: Itoshii - Darling :: Itai - Ow (I think) (That's all for now.)