6 years later
Miroku gently guided Inuyasha to the floor, their bodies pressed together in a tender embrace. Inuyasha's heart raced with anticipation as Miroku's lips found his once again, igniting a firestorm of desire that burned hot and fierce between them.
With each kiss, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them locked in a passionate embrace. Inuyasha melted into Miroku's touch, his body humming with pleasure as their lips moved in perfect harmony.
Miroku's hands roamed over Inuyasha's body, tracing the contours of his form with a reverence that sent shivers down his spine. Inuyasha responded eagerly, his own hands exploring Miroku's back, reveling in the warmth of his touch. As their kiss deepened, Miroku and Inuyasha were lost in the moment, their lips moving in perfect harmony as if they had been made for each other. But in their passion, they failed to notice their surroundings until they stumbled backward, their bodies colliding with the hard surface of the wall.
The unexpected impact sent a jolt of surprise through both of them, momentarily breaking the spell of their embrace. They pulled apart, their eyes meeting in a shared moment of confusion and amusement at their clumsy misstep.
Inuyasha couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected turn of events, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry about that," he mumbled, his gaze darting away from Miroku's intense stare.
Miroku's laughter mingled with Inuyasha's, a warm and infectious sound that filled the air between them with a sense of ease and camaraderie. He reached out a hand to steady Inuyasha, his touch gentle yet reassuring as he met his gaze with a playful glint in his eyes.
"No need to apologize," Miroku said, his voice laced with amusement. "I suppose we got a little carried away, didn't we?"
Inuyasha nodded in agreement, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he leaned back against the wall, the cool surface providing a welcome contrast to the warmth of their embrace. Despite the awkwardness of their collision, there was a sense of intimacy between them that lingered in the air, drawing them back together like magnets.
As they stood there, side by side, Inuyasha felt a surge of affection for the man beside him, a deep and abiding love that filled him with a sense of peace and contentment. In that moment, there was nowhere else he would rather be than here, with Miroku by his side, their hearts beating as one.
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Inuyasha kidnapped
Fanfiction--- **Description:** "In the heart of the dense forest, amidst the whispering leaves and shifting shadows, Miroku's search for his missing friend takes a harrowing turn. When a blood-curdling scream pierces the silence, Miroku's instincts kick in, d...
