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adventdrabblesTitle: 'Cocoa-Flavored'
Fandom: Inuyasha
Characters: Miroku, Sango
Rating: G
"This beverage is certainly delectable," Miroku stated, taking a sip. The fluid slid down his throat, warming him comfortably.
"And it was thoughtful of Kagome to bring it to us, on a cold day like this," Sango remarked, accepting the refill that he offered. She sniffed at her cup, enjoying the aroma. "What did she say this was called?"
"She said it was..." Miroku frowned a little, trying to remember. "Hot cocoa, I think. Apparently, it's quite popular in Kagome's era."
Sango drank deeply, appreciatively. "Yes, I can imagine that it must be. I'm not sure that I've ever had anything this delicious before."
Tact kept Miroku from expressing the thought that suddenly came to his mind. Tact, combined with fear of retribution, both physical and Karmic. But he prided himself on having quite the imagination. And he could easily imagine how nice a cocoa-flavored kiss from Sango might be.
"Miroku? What are you thinking?" The voice that intruded on his reverie was tinged not with curiosity, but with heavy suspicion.
He smiled brightly, holding up the thermos that Kagome had brought them. "I was simply wondering if you'd like another refill."
Fandom: Inuyasha
Characters: Miroku, Sango
Rating: G
"This beverage is certainly delectable," Miroku stated, taking a sip. The fluid slid down his throat, warming him comfortably.
"And it was thoughtful of Kagome to bring it to us, on a cold day like this," Sango remarked, accepting the refill that he offered. She sniffed at her cup, enjoying the aroma. "What did she say this was called?"
"She said it was..." Miroku frowned a little, trying to remember. "Hot cocoa, I think. Apparently, it's quite popular in Kagome's era."
Sango drank deeply, appreciatively. "Yes, I can imagine that it must be. I'm not sure that I've ever had anything this delicious before."
Tact kept Miroku from expressing the thought that suddenly came to his mind. Tact, combined with fear of retribution, both physical and Karmic. But he prided himself on having quite the imagination. And he could easily imagine how nice a cocoa-flavored kiss from Sango might be.
"Miroku? What are you thinking?" The voice that intruded on his reverie was tinged not with curiosity, but with heavy suspicion.
He smiled brightly, holding up the thermos that Kagome had brought them. "I was simply wondering if you'd like another refill."
