Fanfic: Creamy Miroku/Naraku - Obsidian
Title: Obsidian
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Miroku/Naraku
Community/Prompt: inuromp/Prompt #2 - "Taste"
Word Count: 100 words
Chapters: 7 of 15
Rating: MA
Genre: Darkfic
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Yaoi, Non-consensual
Story Description: He is always with me.
Chapter Description: He pulls my mouth open with two inhuman fingers...
Obsidian
By Sarga
He pulls my mouth open with two inhuman fingers, forcing himself down my throat.
Ash.
He tastes like ash.
Working my tongue around him - he'll choke me if I don't - I greedily drink in his flavour.
Too much like the acrid volcanic stones near some hot springs.
This torrid affair is penance for my impudent tongue. Sharp words of bravado spoken to save face with my 'friends'.
Jets of himself pour like sake into my gasping mouth.
I have pleased him.
He retracts himself inward and departs with a scarlet look.
I may live another day.
For now.
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Miroku/Naraku
Community/Prompt: inuromp/Prompt #2 - "Taste"
Word Count: 100 words
Chapters: 7 of 15
Rating: MA
Genre: Darkfic
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Yaoi, Non-consensual
Story Description: He is always with me.
Chapter Description: He pulls my mouth open with two inhuman fingers...
Obsidian
By Sarga
He pulls my mouth open with two inhuman fingers, forcing himself down my throat.
Ash.
He tastes like ash.
Working my tongue around him - he'll choke me if I don't - I greedily drink in his flavour.
Too much like the acrid volcanic stones near some hot springs.
This torrid affair is penance for my impudent tongue. Sharp words of bravado spoken to save face with my 'friends'.
Jets of himself pour like sake into my gasping mouth.
I have pleased him.
He retracts himself inward and departs with a scarlet look.
I may live another day.
For now.