Christening the Wood
Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2004 3:39 pm
A short Mir/Kag story I had to get out of my system before continuing with Unsettled Depths.
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Her long legs. That skimpy skirt.
He turned his head to gaze into the forest on his left. The vibrant greens, so similar to the image he was trying to avoid, did nothing to dispel his mood. Perched on a rotten log which was undoubtedly infested with rot and insects, he clasped his hands together and tried to ignore the cool rain falling on their motley group.
A wet white shirt.
He shifted, suddenly uncomfortable on the log. Sliding off the splintering wood, he sat on the soaked grass, unheeding and almost grateful to the chilling dampness soaking through his clothes. A long, simple blade of grass caught his attention, and he picked it from the ground. Drops of water dripped from it as he twirled it with his fingers.
A solitary bead of water trailing down her neck.
Oh to be that droplet. Or better yet, he mused, to lick the cool water from her warm skin. She?d shiver and cling to him, pressing her breasts against his chest and urge him on. He?d kiss her and run his hand up her smooth thigh, touching and teasing her warmth. Maybe add a little bit of rubbing too. He?d make her wetter than the spring rain, and oh, that tree over there was looking like a pretty good prospect.
?Miroku-sama, would you like some chocolate? I managed to wrestle the last piece away from Sango. That girl has a mean left hook.?
He was tempted to make a dazed noise, like ?Huh? Wha?,? but since it wasn?t one of his characteristics, she?d immediately know something was wrong. Or, well, he?d feel conspicuous at least. He seriously needed to train more; he could have sworn she wasn?t there a second ago.
She sat beside him and offered the bar of chocolate. He broke it in half and offered some in return. She refused. It was all so uncomplicated.
?I didn?t know whether to disturb you. You looked deep in thought.? She smiled that innocently and lovely smile he had begun to resent as well as appreciate and he couldn?t help but smirk back. She was prompting him to answer, but he?d feel more comfortable if he didn?t have to. He paused for a moment, instinctively knowing the answer ?I was thinking you and me copulating against that tree? wouldn?t go over that well. He might score a point for rhyming.
?I was speculating whether I could willingly pass this curse on to an offspring. Sometimes it appears the easiest solution would be to let the line die. But that is neither here nor there, Kagome-sama. You look frozen, would you like the lend of some of my clothes?? He smiled charmingly.
?No. Keep them on.? She rose from her crouching position on the ground. ?By the way, chocolate is an aphrodisiac. I just thought you?d like that fact.? She winked and walked away, inviting him to watch the gentle sway of her hips.
Aphrodisiac. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! He grinned that feral grin that had girls swooning and went back to his daydream, this time including oozing melted chocolate.
?RelenaFanel
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Her long legs. That skimpy skirt.
He turned his head to gaze into the forest on his left. The vibrant greens, so similar to the image he was trying to avoid, did nothing to dispel his mood. Perched on a rotten log which was undoubtedly infested with rot and insects, he clasped his hands together and tried to ignore the cool rain falling on their motley group.
A wet white shirt.
He shifted, suddenly uncomfortable on the log. Sliding off the splintering wood, he sat on the soaked grass, unheeding and almost grateful to the chilling dampness soaking through his clothes. A long, simple blade of grass caught his attention, and he picked it from the ground. Drops of water dripped from it as he twirled it with his fingers.
A solitary bead of water trailing down her neck.
Oh to be that droplet. Or better yet, he mused, to lick the cool water from her warm skin. She?d shiver and cling to him, pressing her breasts against his chest and urge him on. He?d kiss her and run his hand up her smooth thigh, touching and teasing her warmth. Maybe add a little bit of rubbing too. He?d make her wetter than the spring rain, and oh, that tree over there was looking like a pretty good prospect.
?Miroku-sama, would you like some chocolate? I managed to wrestle the last piece away from Sango. That girl has a mean left hook.?
He was tempted to make a dazed noise, like ?Huh? Wha?,? but since it wasn?t one of his characteristics, she?d immediately know something was wrong. Or, well, he?d feel conspicuous at least. He seriously needed to train more; he could have sworn she wasn?t there a second ago.
She sat beside him and offered the bar of chocolate. He broke it in half and offered some in return. She refused. It was all so uncomplicated.
?I didn?t know whether to disturb you. You looked deep in thought.? She smiled that innocently and lovely smile he had begun to resent as well as appreciate and he couldn?t help but smirk back. She was prompting him to answer, but he?d feel more comfortable if he didn?t have to. He paused for a moment, instinctively knowing the answer ?I was thinking you and me copulating against that tree? wouldn?t go over that well. He might score a point for rhyming.
?I was speculating whether I could willingly pass this curse on to an offspring. Sometimes it appears the easiest solution would be to let the line die. But that is neither here nor there, Kagome-sama. You look frozen, would you like the lend of some of my clothes?? He smiled charmingly.
?No. Keep them on.? She rose from her crouching position on the ground. ?By the way, chocolate is an aphrodisiac. I just thought you?d like that fact.? She winked and walked away, inviting him to watch the gentle sway of her hips.
Aphrodisiac. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! He grinned that feral grin that had girls swooning and went back to his daydream, this time including oozing melted chocolate.
?RelenaFanel
