InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Talk with Your Mouth Full ❯ Don't Talk with Your Mouth Full ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the publicly known characters, plot, etc. I'm just renting them from Rumiko Takahashi, Viz, etc. I do own the plot of this story and any original characters I've created. I will make no money from this fic; I write for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of my readers.

 

 

Won 1st Place in the “Rule Breaking” prompt at InuComedy Club (LiveJournal).

Word Count: 397

 

 

“Dis's pwe'ey goog, Kago'e.”

 

Kagome just stared in response, trying to decipher the gibberish coming from her hanyou's mouth. Gibberish, and bits of the special dinner she had spent hours making for him this afternoon. And the slob wasn't even savoring it! He was just wolfing it down like ramen or potato chips! Kagome took a deep breath. She knew Inuyasha, even better because of their newfound closeness, and she hadn't expected him to make a fuss over it. If that garbled mess of a sentence was a compliment, then he was out of the doghouse.

 

“Sorry?”

 

“Ah say'ts goog, wenkh.” Kagome felt her temper begin to boil. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse…

 

“Dammit, Inuyasha! Don't talk with your mouth full!” Dutifully, he swallowed.

 

“I said it's good, wench! That clear enough for ya?!” Then he dove back into his meal, which oddly made Kagome feel less annoyed.

 

“Just good?” she hedged.

 

“Pheh,” he responded, prompting a weary sigh from Kagome.

 

“It's really good, ok?” Inuyasha confessed, earning himself a heart-stopping smile. “Now shut up and let me finish!”

 

*Later that evening*

 

Inuyasha shuddered, his claws digging into Kagome's comforter hard enough to pierce the fabric. Fuck! Why didn't I ever compliment her cooking before?! But those thoughts were gone as quickly as they came; his brain couldn't function when that velvet tongue of hers was working on him like that. Her head bobbed between his legs, one delicate hand grasping him and applying just the right amount of pressure to compliment the miniature paradise he was experiencing inside her mouth. Oh, shit…damn that's good… A knocking at the locked door froze Kagome right where she was.

 

“Nee-chan,” Souta's voice rang out. “Mama wants to see you about something.”

 

“Ugh, wha du'she wan?”

 

“Wh-what, wench?” Inuyasha choked.

 

“I said,” Kagome replied, pulling back with reddening cheeks, “what does she want?” Inuyasha smirked mischievously.

 

“Now who needs to not talk with her mouth full?” Kagome narrowed her eyes at him, and instantly Inuyasha knew that comment had been a mistake.

 

“You know, you're right! I really should be more careful!” she declared, rising to her feet and storming out of the room. Inuyasha sat there in stunned silence, staring forlornly at his still-throbbing member, before hastily yanking up his hakama and stumbling after her.

 

“Where are you going, wench?! Don't leave me like this!”