INU: Oil Slick
Apr. 23rd, 2011 05:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lynx212Title: Oil Slick
Fandom: Inuyasha
Author:![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=3)
lynx212
Chars/Pairs: Inuyasha/Bankotsu and Kouga/Miroku
Genres: romance/smut/humor
Rating: M
Warnings: A little kinky but nothing you guys can't handle ^_^
Word Count: 949
Summary: Inuyasha/Bankotsu and Kouga/Miroku smexy times...nuff said
A/N: written for![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=3)
hentai_contest and a big thanks to kiramaru7
When Bankotsu had asked him to pick him up at Mirkou’s studio nothing could have prepared him for what he saw when he walked in.
There was blue colored plastic all over everything and across the room under some funky kind of lighting was a nearly naked Bankotsu and Miroku. Ban was stretched out, leaning back as Miroku dumped some kind of oil down his stomach and rubbed it in. The two were laughing and carrying on about how ridiculous they must look trying to get ready for the photo shoot.
Inuyasha didn’t agree.
To his eyes the two of them looked anything but ridiculous covered in oil and sliding around on the plastic. Both of them were in nothing but their underwear and it was a sight to behold. A sight that got even better once Ban flipped over arched his back as Miroku continued to dump what smelled like baby oil all over his lover.
The door creaked open behind Inuyasha and he had to clamp his hand over Kouga’s mouth to keep him from blowing their cover. Kouga was about to grow belligerent until Inuyasha pointed to the duo across the room. Blue eyes went from pissed to pleased in the space of a heartbeat and together they watched as Miroku finished oiling Ban up.
At one point, Miroku tried to walk around the man seated at his feet, but slipped on the lubricated drop cloth, ending up sprawled across Bankotsu. The two were laughing and trying their best to get Miroku back on his feet, still oblivious to the two pairs of pants they were making unbearably tight.
As if them oiled up wasn’t hot enough, Miroku grabbed a spray bottle and started misting Ban with water. Due to the oil, it beaded up on his skin like dew.
“I’m gonna go wipe some of this off, before I start taking pictures. Hang tight and try not to move too much. If Inuyasha comes to pick you up and you’re damaged he’ll have my head on a platter.”
When Miroku disappeared around the corner Inuyasha made a beeline for Bankotsu.
“Hey, lover, I didn’t expect you here so…” was all Bankotsu managed to get out, before Inuyasha had his tongue down his throat.
Inuyasha had either forgotten in his passion laced stupor or didn’t care that Kouga was still in the room because their actions were growing more lewd by the moment.
Slinking around the darkened half of the room, Kouga placed himself right outside the bathroom door and waited. But he didn’t mind, because the show in front of him was getting better by the moment. Bankotsu was peeling Inuyasha’s oil soaked shirt off and even with his pants still on, Kouga could see the dog demons hard-on from where he stood. If he kept running his hands over his lover the way he was, Ban was going to be sporting one himself.
The door to Kouga’s left creaked open and Miroku was stunned speechless at the sight in front of him. Before he could say anything, a claw tipped hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the shadows. He was startled for a moment until a familiar voice whispered in his ear, “Have I ever told you, you have the best ideas?”
Miroku would have answered if one of the hands wrapped around his waist hadn’t started rubbing his crotch.
“Kouga, what are you… ahhh it’s not… not like we’re alone.”
“Look at them, love, I don’t think they care.”
Miroku looked up and sure enough, the two under the studio lights were naked. Bankotsu was in Inuyasha’s lap grinding his hips on his lover in a way that there was no denying where the scenario was leading. Miroku couldn’t drag his eyes away. Kami help his twisted little soul, but he was a pervert to his core and a voyeur to boot.
Between Kouga’s lips on his neck, the hand on his cock and the show in front of him, Miroku thought he was going to come undone.
“I know this is your sort of thing, Mir, so why not enjoy it? Inuyasha knows we’re here so obviously it’s not a problem.”
As Mirkou’s breathing picked up, he had to admit he didn’t really want to leave. He let his eyes drift close as Kouga stroked him toward bliss and they remained that way until he heard Bankotsu moan Inuyasha’s name in a way that made his dick twitch. His eyes snapped open just as Inuyasha slid balls deep inside his lover’s body.
“Look at his face,” Kouga whispered in Mirkou’s ear, “That’s what you look like when I’m fucking you.”
Oh the dirty talk on top of everything else was working to drive Miroku insane.
“See how his back is arched? Yours has done that to the point I thought it might snap.”
Miroku was so far gone it was only the arm Kouga has wrapped around his waist that kept him standing.
“They look good don’t they? Covered in oil and lost in their lust for each other.”
Miroku managed to nod somehow as he fought to keep his eyes open. Inuyasha had Bankotsu on his lap and was lifting and lowering him on his cock at a rate only demons could manage, and the dark-haired man was chanting Inuyasha’s name like it was some sort of sexual mantra.
By the time Bankotsu’s body seized up and he came all over his lover’s chest, Miroku was spilling his load over Kouga’s hand and Kami knew what else.
This wasn’t exactly how the two had planned to spend the evening, but they weren’t complaining…but then again who would?
Fandom: Inuyasha
Author:
lynx212 Chars/Pairs: Inuyasha/Bankotsu and Kouga/Miroku
Genres: romance/smut/humor
Rating: M
Warnings: A little kinky but nothing you guys can't handle ^_^
Word Count: 949
Summary: Inuyasha/Bankotsu and Kouga/Miroku smexy times...nuff said
A/N: written for
hentai_contest and a big thanks to kiramaru7 When Bankotsu had asked him to pick him up at Mirkou’s studio nothing could have prepared him for what he saw when he walked in.
There was blue colored plastic all over everything and across the room under some funky kind of lighting was a nearly naked Bankotsu and Miroku. Ban was stretched out, leaning back as Miroku dumped some kind of oil down his stomach and rubbed it in. The two were laughing and carrying on about how ridiculous they must look trying to get ready for the photo shoot.
Inuyasha didn’t agree.
To his eyes the two of them looked anything but ridiculous covered in oil and sliding around on the plastic. Both of them were in nothing but their underwear and it was a sight to behold. A sight that got even better once Ban flipped over arched his back as Miroku continued to dump what smelled like baby oil all over his lover.
The door creaked open behind Inuyasha and he had to clamp his hand over Kouga’s mouth to keep him from blowing their cover. Kouga was about to grow belligerent until Inuyasha pointed to the duo across the room. Blue eyes went from pissed to pleased in the space of a heartbeat and together they watched as Miroku finished oiling Ban up.
At one point, Miroku tried to walk around the man seated at his feet, but slipped on the lubricated drop cloth, ending up sprawled across Bankotsu. The two were laughing and trying their best to get Miroku back on his feet, still oblivious to the two pairs of pants they were making unbearably tight.
As if them oiled up wasn’t hot enough, Miroku grabbed a spray bottle and started misting Ban with water. Due to the oil, it beaded up on his skin like dew.
“I’m gonna go wipe some of this off, before I start taking pictures. Hang tight and try not to move too much. If Inuyasha comes to pick you up and you’re damaged he’ll have my head on a platter.”
When Miroku disappeared around the corner Inuyasha made a beeline for Bankotsu.
“Hey, lover, I didn’t expect you here so…” was all Bankotsu managed to get out, before Inuyasha had his tongue down his throat.
Inuyasha had either forgotten in his passion laced stupor or didn’t care that Kouga was still in the room because their actions were growing more lewd by the moment.
Slinking around the darkened half of the room, Kouga placed himself right outside the bathroom door and waited. But he didn’t mind, because the show in front of him was getting better by the moment. Bankotsu was peeling Inuyasha’s oil soaked shirt off and even with his pants still on, Kouga could see the dog demons hard-on from where he stood. If he kept running his hands over his lover the way he was, Ban was going to be sporting one himself.
The door to Kouga’s left creaked open and Miroku was stunned speechless at the sight in front of him. Before he could say anything, a claw tipped hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the shadows. He was startled for a moment until a familiar voice whispered in his ear, “Have I ever told you, you have the best ideas?”
Miroku would have answered if one of the hands wrapped around his waist hadn’t started rubbing his crotch.
“Kouga, what are you… ahhh it’s not… not like we’re alone.”
“Look at them, love, I don’t think they care.”
Miroku looked up and sure enough, the two under the studio lights were naked. Bankotsu was in Inuyasha’s lap grinding his hips on his lover in a way that there was no denying where the scenario was leading. Miroku couldn’t drag his eyes away. Kami help his twisted little soul, but he was a pervert to his core and a voyeur to boot.
Between Kouga’s lips on his neck, the hand on his cock and the show in front of him, Miroku thought he was going to come undone.
“I know this is your sort of thing, Mir, so why not enjoy it? Inuyasha knows we’re here so obviously it’s not a problem.”
As Mirkou’s breathing picked up, he had to admit he didn’t really want to leave. He let his eyes drift close as Kouga stroked him toward bliss and they remained that way until he heard Bankotsu moan Inuyasha’s name in a way that made his dick twitch. His eyes snapped open just as Inuyasha slid balls deep inside his lover’s body.
“Look at his face,” Kouga whispered in Mirkou’s ear, “That’s what you look like when I’m fucking you.”
Oh the dirty talk on top of everything else was working to drive Miroku insane.
“See how his back is arched? Yours has done that to the point I thought it might snap.”
Miroku was so far gone it was only the arm Kouga has wrapped around his waist that kept him standing.
“They look good don’t they? Covered in oil and lost in their lust for each other.”
Miroku managed to nod somehow as he fought to keep his eyes open. Inuyasha had Bankotsu on his lap and was lifting and lowering him on his cock at a rate only demons could manage, and the dark-haired man was chanting Inuyasha’s name like it was some sort of sexual mantra.
By the time Bankotsu’s body seized up and he came all over his lover’s chest, Miroku was spilling his load over Kouga’s hand and Kami knew what else.
This wasn’t exactly how the two had planned to spend the evening, but they weren’t complaining…but then again who would?
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Date: 2011-04-24 11:22 pm (UTC)LOL thank you my dear.
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Date: 2011-04-24 11:24 pm (UTC)I love smutting these four and ever since Sesshoumaru's comment and the Tattoo fic I've been itching up on a more-some sort of situation...
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