Bottoms Up
Title: "Bottoms Up"
Author (incognito): jenerik_brand (she is me!)
Pairing: Miroku X InuyasTitle: "Bottoms Up"
Author (incognito): jenerik_brand (she is me!)
Pairing: Miroku X Inuyasha
Rating: NC-17.
Warning: silliness and smut
a/n: X-postddd at inumir+iy_ecchi_style. Sorry for the xposting!
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Inuyasha is many things: a hero, a bragard, a fool, a man, a demon, and incidentally my lover. Oh, yes. Perhaps it would shock a few persons of fainthearted persuasions, but he has been my lover since I made his aquainence. Lover though he is, at the moment he is one enormous pain in the ass.
"Please?"
"No."
"Come off it, Miroku. You promised."
"I do not recall." Call it a lie. Call it what you will. It is my nature to do so, and to go against one's nature is a lie. Which is the bigger sin, I ask you?
"You did! Come on, Miroku!" Inuyasha pushes me against a tree. "Give it to me, this time. It's my turn," He positively purrs as he nuzzles my neck.
Oh, that my knees would not give out when Inuyasha does that. He's merciless. "Why are you purring?" I am desperate, either to get him away or inside me. The later is preferable. "I thought you were a dog?"
"Shaddap."
"Just... keep doing that and I might." He licks, nips, then sucks. Suddenly the thougth of pushing myself inside of Inuyasha seems, well, almost as good. Oh, he knows how to get his way. The last time Inuyasha made a meal of me, like this, he demanded I do the most obscene things with his ass and Tetseiga's handle. The notions that run through my lover's head would shock the most jaded minds. They very well shock this one.
"You like that, Miroku?" He bites a little harder. "You do, dontcha? You gonna do somethin' special for your Inuyasha, Miroku?" Another bite.... harder... close to my ear. Oh! He flicks at my earrings with his tongue. He makes it to hard to deny him! "You gonna give it to me upside down?"
Upside down? "Upside down?" What in Buddha's name is he talking about, upsidedown? "I am not going in a tree."
He just doubles over and laughs. "You think I wanna get fucked in a tree! I meant I wanted to do a handstand while you screwed me!" He points and keeps laughing. I do not see what is so funny- I thought it was a perfectly reasonable assumption. "You look so pissed!" He slaps my shoulder, his knee- I am about to slap him in the face when he finally stops. "I'll show you some place real interesting."
"I would rather not." I cross, uncross then cross my arms again. Then uncross them. "Inuyasha, where exactly do you want me to go?"
"Depends." He is very serious, too serious, too quickly. "Will you go with me?"
"Why would I agree to do something if I do not know what it is?"
"Because it's with me and it's fucking and it's me. And there's fucking- did I mention that?"
I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose. "Yes it's with you and no I will not go anywhere with you and yes you did mention- Inuyasha?" The ground left me. Inuyasha's taken me, and I am nothing more than baggage over his shoulder as we bound off into the sunset.
Buddha help us.
Inuyasha and I have a problem. A misalignment if you will. We both- how can I say this?- prefer to be on affection's recieving end. Do not laugh, friend, but I find it relaxing to give up, give in and let someone take me over. And in here lies the problem: Inuyasha seems to understand my preference- all too well. Too, too well. Too, too, too, too, too well. The brazen, beautiful bastard.
He jumps over boulders and trees like you and I would jump over puddles. He laughed when I once told him my observation. He asked me if I found it sexy. I did. I do. I will find every damned thing my lover does as sexy - if not slightly infuriating.
"Almost there."
"Almost where?" I do not trust him, though. Not one bit. He prefers unsual places for our trysts: Demon boneyards, burning temples, dung heaps. (Yes, dung heaps.) I asked him about trying a nice little futon in a nice little house, or a garden. Perhaps even just our campsite. Oh, no. Inuyasha has to be different. (Can you see why I thought he wanted to do it in a tree? Can you see what I have to put up with?)
It is getting very warm. Too warm. I do not want to know where we are and do not need to upset myself with the details so I close my eyes and let myself go into what is possibly a pit in hell, judging by the heat.
"Here!" He stops. I open my eyes, and we are..."It's a lake! We're standin' in the middle of a lake."
"A lake?" I watch a flame two men tall shoot up next to me. "Your lake is on fire, Inuyasha."
"Ain't it cool?"
"No-" I have no chance to respond with his tongue in my mouth.
Or his hands in my robe.
Or his legs are around my hips.
Or his hand on my- wait. No. "Wai-" I try to pull him off of me, but the fire makes for a tight fit. Water spashes under my feet as I stomp around, trying to pull him off. Inuyasha, ever stubborn, clings. Once he sets his mind on something it is hard to deter him.
Ah, but not impossible. Perhaps I need to go about this differently? Yes, I think I know a way. "Inuyasha," I stop my foolish stumbling and pull his hair back so I can look him in the eye. "Would you consider bearing my child?" I pat his firm bottom, and squeeze.
"Mmmm...." If he had a tail it would be wagging. He loves it when I ask him that question. Do not ask me why. I do not know, I do not understand, and it is totally unimportant. All that matters is making his eyes glaze over like this. Just enough distraction to...
Fire roars all around us as I throw him down to the ground and tear my robes off. "Miroku!" He is angry. "I call asshole!"
"Too bad." I get down on all fours and ruck up his clothes. "Too, too bad."
"What do you- oh....." Inuyasha's head falls back as I begin licking those strong beautiful thighs. I love the way they bunch up when I do that. I love the way his skin tastes like salt. The way his moans go on and on. The way he moves his head from side to side and says "no, no, no..." as if he really means it.
He never means it.
I take him into my mouth and indulge in another past time. His cock is throbbing and his cock is dribbling with come. Oh, I do so love the taste. I wallow in it. I could gorge myself on it.
“Miroku…” he’s positively desperate for me to stop. “Please don’t. I wanna be the one…”
I just laugh and keep going, making love to him with my mouth, eating his whines, loving his groans. Inuyasha. My Inuyasha. Take me to that place, take me with your body. Hold me there as I die. I want to come back with you inside me.
Wait. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. He’s too quiet. Silent, in fact. “Inuyasha?” I sit up.
“Sucker!”
Oh no! I can see flames over my head. And him. He’s smiling, laughing, throwing his clothes off and licking his lips as if he is going to eat me alive.
Oh no. No, no. “Please, no.”
He straddles me, takes me, and pushes me in. That complete…total…oh, he feels so incredibly hot. Like the sun I see in his eyes.
“Miroku!” He pulls me up, and he is sitting on my lap. Fire burns all around us, water laps underneath us, and we look into each other’s eyes. “I love you.”
“Alright, you can bottom.” I groan as he takes me in his kiss.
Author (incognito): jenerik_brand (she is me!)
Pairing: Miroku X InuyasTitle: "Bottoms Up"
Author (incognito): jenerik_brand (she is me!)
Pairing: Miroku X Inuyasha
Rating: NC-17.
Warning: silliness and smut
a/n: X-postddd at inumir+iy_ecchi_style. Sorry for the xposting!
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Inuyasha is many things: a hero, a bragard, a fool, a man, a demon, and incidentally my lover. Oh, yes. Perhaps it would shock a few persons of fainthearted persuasions, but he has been my lover since I made his aquainence. Lover though he is, at the moment he is one enormous pain in the ass.
"Please?"
"No."
"Come off it, Miroku. You promised."
"I do not recall." Call it a lie. Call it what you will. It is my nature to do so, and to go against one's nature is a lie. Which is the bigger sin, I ask you?
"You did! Come on, Miroku!" Inuyasha pushes me against a tree. "Give it to me, this time. It's my turn," He positively purrs as he nuzzles my neck.
Oh, that my knees would not give out when Inuyasha does that. He's merciless. "Why are you purring?" I am desperate, either to get him away or inside me. The later is preferable. "I thought you were a dog?"
"Shaddap."
"Just... keep doing that and I might." He licks, nips, then sucks. Suddenly the thougth of pushing myself inside of Inuyasha seems, well, almost as good. Oh, he knows how to get his way. The last time Inuyasha made a meal of me, like this, he demanded I do the most obscene things with his ass and Tetseiga's handle. The notions that run through my lover's head would shock the most jaded minds. They very well shock this one.
"You like that, Miroku?" He bites a little harder. "You do, dontcha? You gonna do somethin' special for your Inuyasha, Miroku?" Another bite.... harder... close to my ear. Oh! He flicks at my earrings with his tongue. He makes it to hard to deny him! "You gonna give it to me upside down?"
Upside down? "Upside down?" What in Buddha's name is he talking about, upsidedown? "I am not going in a tree."
He just doubles over and laughs. "You think I wanna get fucked in a tree! I meant I wanted to do a handstand while you screwed me!" He points and keeps laughing. I do not see what is so funny- I thought it was a perfectly reasonable assumption. "You look so pissed!" He slaps my shoulder, his knee- I am about to slap him in the face when he finally stops. "I'll show you some place real interesting."
"I would rather not." I cross, uncross then cross my arms again. Then uncross them. "Inuyasha, where exactly do you want me to go?"
"Depends." He is very serious, too serious, too quickly. "Will you go with me?"
"Why would I agree to do something if I do not know what it is?"
"Because it's with me and it's fucking and it's me. And there's fucking- did I mention that?"
I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose. "Yes it's with you and no I will not go anywhere with you and yes you did mention- Inuyasha?" The ground left me. Inuyasha's taken me, and I am nothing more than baggage over his shoulder as we bound off into the sunset.
Buddha help us.
Inuyasha and I have a problem. A misalignment if you will. We both- how can I say this?- prefer to be on affection's recieving end. Do not laugh, friend, but I find it relaxing to give up, give in and let someone take me over. And in here lies the problem: Inuyasha seems to understand my preference- all too well. Too, too well. Too, too, too, too, too well. The brazen, beautiful bastard.
He jumps over boulders and trees like you and I would jump over puddles. He laughed when I once told him my observation. He asked me if I found it sexy. I did. I do. I will find every damned thing my lover does as sexy - if not slightly infuriating.
"Almost there."
"Almost where?" I do not trust him, though. Not one bit. He prefers unsual places for our trysts: Demon boneyards, burning temples, dung heaps. (Yes, dung heaps.) I asked him about trying a nice little futon in a nice little house, or a garden. Perhaps even just our campsite. Oh, no. Inuyasha has to be different. (Can you see why I thought he wanted to do it in a tree? Can you see what I have to put up with?)
It is getting very warm. Too warm. I do not want to know where we are and do not need to upset myself with the details so I close my eyes and let myself go into what is possibly a pit in hell, judging by the heat.
"Here!" He stops. I open my eyes, and we are..."It's a lake! We're standin' in the middle of a lake."
"A lake?" I watch a flame two men tall shoot up next to me. "Your lake is on fire, Inuyasha."
"Ain't it cool?"
"No-" I have no chance to respond with his tongue in my mouth.
Or his hands in my robe.
Or his legs are around my hips.
Or his hand on my- wait. No. "Wai-" I try to pull him off of me, but the fire makes for a tight fit. Water spashes under my feet as I stomp around, trying to pull him off. Inuyasha, ever stubborn, clings. Once he sets his mind on something it is hard to deter him.
Ah, but not impossible. Perhaps I need to go about this differently? Yes, I think I know a way. "Inuyasha," I stop my foolish stumbling and pull his hair back so I can look him in the eye. "Would you consider bearing my child?" I pat his firm bottom, and squeeze.
"Mmmm...." If he had a tail it would be wagging. He loves it when I ask him that question. Do not ask me why. I do not know, I do not understand, and it is totally unimportant. All that matters is making his eyes glaze over like this. Just enough distraction to...
Fire roars all around us as I throw him down to the ground and tear my robes off. "Miroku!" He is angry. "I call asshole!"
"Too bad." I get down on all fours and ruck up his clothes. "Too, too bad."
"What do you- oh....." Inuyasha's head falls back as I begin licking those strong beautiful thighs. I love the way they bunch up when I do that. I love the way his skin tastes like salt. The way his moans go on and on. The way he moves his head from side to side and says "no, no, no..." as if he really means it.
He never means it.
I take him into my mouth and indulge in another past time. His cock is throbbing and his cock is dribbling with come. Oh, I do so love the taste. I wallow in it. I could gorge myself on it.
“Miroku…” he’s positively desperate for me to stop. “Please don’t. I wanna be the one…”
I just laugh and keep going, making love to him with my mouth, eating his whines, loving his groans. Inuyasha. My Inuyasha. Take me to that place, take me with your body. Hold me there as I die. I want to come back with you inside me.
Wait. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. He’s too quiet. Silent, in fact. “Inuyasha?” I sit up.
“Sucker!”
Oh no! I can see flames over my head. And him. He’s smiling, laughing, throwing his clothes off and licking his lips as if he is going to eat me alive.
Oh no. No, no. “Please, no.”
He straddles me, takes me, and pushes me in. That complete…total…oh, he feels so incredibly hot. Like the sun I see in his eyes.
“Miroku!” He pulls me up, and he is sitting on my lap. Fire burns all around us, water laps underneath us, and we look into each other’s eyes. “I love you.”
“Alright, you can bottom.” I groan as he takes me in his kiss.