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Tasteful Creams Err Tasteful Dreams	By : PhoenixDiamond Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5687 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Every Molestable Minute
By the time Koga made it across the street, Inuyasha was already in a booth working his ass off on a project Sesshomaru demanded he have done by the end of the day.
Koga came through the door ignoring every odd glance he received for stripping most of his clothing off on his way there and came to sit half naked with his blonde hair and colorful makeup still painted on his face. Who in the hell knew being a fairy could be so exhausting? Then again who would've thought he had it in him to seduce another man?
With it being a little early for their customers to arrive, Sesshomaru finished off spying on the other children long enough to come check on his assignment for Inuyasha. "Are you done yet?"
Inuyasha quickly covered the paper, a bright blush on his face "No, no go away I'm not done yet!"
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes and went to the back of the kitchen to make some more special blend ice cream since he wasn't using the ingredient for anything else. Naraku paid no mind since the special blend seemed to be a hit with the teenage females (despite the fact they weren't allowed because of their japan like jungles). They'd made more than enough for today's profit and would be well off for the next week. Though he couldn't understand why Sesshomaru wanted to be so stingy with the stuff.
After Koga caught his last breathe, curiosity got the better of him and it was then that he noticed all of the stuff spread out on the table. Glue, crayons, paper, glitter, dry macaroni noodles, and markers. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Making a pretty picture," Inuyasha answered simply, reaching over for an orange marker.
There were three other sheets with badly drawn pictures on them, one in particular resembling what Koga thought was a badly scribbled rainbow ball with a wiggly heart? "What the hell is this supposed to be?"
"That? Oh that's a peacock," Came the wrong answer to Koga who couldn't believe this ugly piece of whatever could be considered a peacock. How in the three shades of cockdom can a person think this was a peacock?
Oh this was rich. There was no way Koga was going to let this one slip. So he stole the little badly drawn artwork and ran up to Naraku, waving it in his face with a huge smile, "Hey what does this look like to you?"
Naraku blinked at the picture, then frowned at Koga, "It's a peacock you dolt. Now clean off those windows."
"Awwww, "Bull-freaking-shit. Koga looked at the ugly piece of work amazed. There was no way—was he missing something here? So he ran off to Charlotte waving it at her web. "Yo what's this?"
He waited for a good five minutes to have his answer tangled together, 'Are you blind? It's a fucking peacock!'
Minus the fact he was just cussed out by a spider, Koga was shocked as all get out that this picture was legit to everyone but him. But there was no way in hell he was blind. This he proved as he again studied the ragged ball of colorful swirls and crooked yellow heart (while he was still dressed as a half-naked fairy). So he ran to the back kitchen to their newest cook and pushed the picture in his face, "What is this Tsukuyomaru?"
The sassy dark skin cook with lovely silver hair, stared at the picture and Koga like they were retarded, "It's a peacock you idiot."
"Agh!" He gave up. It was official that every single demon in there was out of whack. Was he the only one to see this misshapen piece crap for what it was?
As he walked out of the kitchen, a low slump in his glittery shoulders, Sesshomaru came up to him wondering who put that sadness in his little brother. "What's wrong?"
Koga sighed holding up a picture, "Sesshomaru, what's this?" he asked droopily.
Sesshomaru tilted his head to the side, marveling at the cleverly worked swirls and braided brands of colors so artistically done, "My word it's a beautiful peacock. Did Inuyasha do this?" At the confirmed nod, Sesshomaru fought violently with Koga to steal the picture and hurried to the backroom.
Soon it was time for the shop to shut down its doors for the day on a lovely singing note that Naraku was shocked to find from his collection of CDs. Oddly there seemed to be some hidden significance behind the chosen lyrics and the oldest brother wasn't sure if he should be worried for his car or the boy who'd be riding…
Do you wanna ride in my Mercedes boy?
Tell me what you're gonna do with me
'Cause if you wanna ride in my Mercedes boy
There are so many things that I'm gonna do to you
Do you wanna ride in my Mercedes boy?
Tell me what you're gonna do with me
'Cause if you wanna ride in my Mercedes boy
There are so many things that I'm gonna do to you
Do you wanna ride?
Ride, ride what are you gonna with me, me, me
Ride, ride what are you gonna with me, me, me
Naraku chose the latter, "Sesshomaru don't touch my Mercedes!" Damn he drove that today because he didn't want Sesshomaru driving his other one. He didn't want that fingerprint powder on his car or kiddie cum on his leather seats.
Sesshomaru grabbed his jacket in one hand and had the hanyou in the other. Tonight was the night and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do it in style. He was going to get a piece of this young ass and enjoy every molestable minute.
"Freeze!" Yelled Tsukuyomaru, rushing out of the kitchen holding his trusty spoon. Sesshomaru nearly shit his pants—he though the police found out. On command every single person froze what they were doing, respectfully giving the sassy demon their eyes. "Who stole the got'damn beef?"
Hidden from view in the newest shadowy corner of the shop was a tiny little spider releasing the smallest burp. Charlotte hadn't seen the beef.

"Thanks for letting me spend the night Sesshomaru. I appreciate it."
No you delectable sin on legs, it was his pleasure. "I do what I can to help those in need." In Charlotte's famous words, 'you're so full of shit'
Since Inuyasha was supposed to be spending the weekend with Mr. Miroku he couldn't return home right? So Sesshomaru (Not Naraku and Koga) came up with the idea that the puppy should stay at his house. Let the molesting begin.
"You live far out huh?" Inuyasha asked suddenly noticing the lack of suburban living normally populated with civilians.
"I prefer living in a quiet location," One deprived of witnesses and the elderly. Especially Naraku and Koga, the party poopers and another person Sesshomaru wouldn't dream of thinking about. When they came to a stop light, Sesshomaru reached over to stroke the supple thickness that was Inuyasha's illegal weenie and would've succeeded had a loud interruption not screamed from another car.
"Hey Inuyasha what's up bro?"
Inuyasha looked over to see his cousin Bankotsu hitting on the passenger side of his best friend's car Hiten. "Hey Tsu Tsu!" The window went down and out went half of Inuyasha's body waving frantically to his friend.
Bankotsu slide out the other side waving his hand. Hiten and Sesshomaru side glanced the other in silent recognition. A very interesting vibe only Sesshomaru would know anywhere.
"Hey Yash' who's that man?" Bankotsu hollered from his side of the street.
"He's my friend. We're going to his house for some fun!"
"Ohhh I'm tellin' aunt Izayoi—oh nevermind," Bankotsu sunk back in his seat after seeing the evil glare of his older cousin. As he sunk down Hiten mumbled something interesting to his friend and Tsu Tsu replied happily, pointing over to the other car. Hiten lifted an eyebrow at the joyous hanyou speaking to the silver haired man and smirked saying something else that sent Bankotsu in a fit of giggles. Then he roughly shoved the kid's head in his lap.
The light turned green and both cars took off in a race at first before going their separate ways.
"Inuyasha?"
"Yea?"
"Who was that?"
"My cousin Bankotsu."
"Interesting…is he dating that other man by any chance?"
"No they're just friends," Inuyasha frowned at the strange question, "Why do you ask?"
"Because I go to school with the driver…he's twenty two and…" He hesitated, a small smile on his face. "I saw him push the kid's head down in his lap." Sesshomaru made a right, ignoring the horrified expression on his jailbait's face.
Inuyasha gasped. Bankotsu was only fifteen. He didn't know how to do that yet, "TSU TSU!"

"Whew, thanks Hiten. I needed that," Bankotsu coughed up his candy and threw it out the window. "If my head hadn't thumped your thigh I would've choked."
Hiten clapped a firm hand on the innocent teen's leg, giving a molestable—erm ahem, friendly squeeze. "Noooo problem," The cruelest smirk ruptured on the thunder demon's face as he reached under his seat for a colorful bag, "More candy?" Yes he liked 'em young too.

It was around nine o clock when Sesshomaru finally pulled up to his two story home and had Inuyasha sitting on his couch mildly upset. He'd received a soft spanking in the car for jumping up and down on Sesshomaru's leather seats and a proper scolding that he shouldn't butt into other people's blowjobs or relationships. That's why he was sitting cross legged, arms folded pouting like a little kid waiting on Sesshomaru who suspiciously had to hurry off to the bathroom for one reason or another.
Suddenly there was a loud crash coming from behind that resulted in a small green like machine stumbling out of the hallway pantry. Inuyasha's mouth thinned at the sight of a little imp scrambling on the floor holding a cordless phone singing a tune, he wished he had some rhythm for since the little guy was in front of him now shaking his ass and waving the cordless phone every which away.
Hello, hello, baby;

You called, I can't hear a thing.

I have got no service

in the club, you see, see…

Wha-Wha-What did you say?

Oh, you're breaking up on me…

Sorry, I cannot hear you,

I'm kinda busy.
K-kinda busy

K-kinda busy

Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.
Just a second,

it's my favorite song they're gonna play

And I cannot text you with

a drink in my hand, eh…

You shoulda made some plans with me,

you knew that I was free.

And now you won't stop calling me;

I'm kinda busy.
Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna think anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna talk anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Inuyasha stared in awe that this thing could actually hold his own wiggly his negative ass cheeks, all the while balancing a phone that was twice his size.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

I'm busy!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Can call all you want,

but there's no one home,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,

but there's no one home,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Inuyasha started bobbing his head snapping with the little imps dance moves, which were currently an awesome display of the worm.
Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone

won't make me leave no faster.

Put my coat on faster,

leave my girls no faster.

I shoulda left my phone at home,

'cause this is a disaster!

Callin' like a collector -

sorry, I cannot answer!
Not that I don't like you,

I'm just at a party.

And I am sick and tired

of my phone r-ringing.

Sometimes I feel like

I live in Grand Central Station.

Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,

'cause I'll be dancin'.
'Cause I'll be dancin'

'Cause I'll be dancin'

Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'!
Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna think anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna talk anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna think anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna talk anymore!

I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

I'm busy!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Can call all you want,

but there's no one home,

you're not gonna reach my telephone!

'Cause I'm out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,

but there's no one home,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

'Cause I'm out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!

M-m-my telephone!

'Cause I'm out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!

M-m-my telephone!

'Cause I'm out in the club,

and I'm sippin' that bub,

and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
We're sorry… the number you have reached is not in service at this time.

Please check the number, or try your call again later.
Finally after ending on its head the creature held up the phone a blushing smile on its beak like mouth, "Hello sir, I am milord's cradle for his phone. I go by the name Jaken."
"Oh," Inuyasha sat up folding his arms. "Why were you singing?" Strange that Sesshomaru would have a phone slave hiding in his closest.
"Sorry about that. Its Sesshomaru's wish to have a song for each call," Jaken scrambled up on the couch, holding the phone out. "Here would you like to answer? I need someone to answer or I'll get in trouble."
Inuyasha immediately felt sorry for the little thing and took the offered phone, not wanting him to be punished. It started to ring. Funny because he thought there'd already be someone on here but oh well, if it was save the green imp from trouble.
"Hello? Is this Jaken again?" Said the deepest voice Inuyasha had heard in his entire life.
The hanyou glanced over at the cute slave to see if he'd reply and shrugged, "No its not…I'm someone else."
"Oh…did he make you call me this late?"
"Sort of," Inuyasha felt awkward talking to this man with a super deep voice. Every time he talked it rumbled in his stomach.
"Who is this? How old are you?"
"Umm I'm sixteen—"
"You're sixteen!" The voice bellowed shocked. Inuyasha had to strain his ear to hear what sounded like 'Sesshomaru finally got one' "Alright kid here's the deal, you seem like a great boy so we're going to play a little game ok? But it'll only work if you do exactly as I say, understand?"
"Umm ok."
"Fine, first things first I need you to take your shirt off," Now Inuyasha was slightly confused. Why the hell was some random guy telling him to take off his shirt? But since there was no one around but the little phone slave, he did as asked, "You took the shirt off? Excellent, now I need the pants gone—don't talk back just do what I say. Make sure to keep the underies on." Inuyasha blushed and nodded on the phone, stripping off his school pants. "Now here's the tricky part. I need you to get on all fours, shove your face in the couch but keep your ass in the air. Ease your underies to the edge where your crack begins—no lip, just do it." It took a while but Inuyasha managed to do it all with the phone cradled between his cheek and shoulder. "Ok kid, now spread your legs, and put two fingers in the panties, just on the rim." Inuyasha did it too. "Lastly I need you to shake your hair in a mess. I'm talking crazy and blush a little if you can. You did everything?"
"Yea but why am I doing this?" Inuyasha murmured from the couch cushion and the pile of plush hair over his face.
He heard deep snickering, "You'll see." Click. The call ended.
Jaken crawled over to retrieve the phone from the awkward position and sat next to Inuyasha's head, holding the phone to his chest. "How do you feel?" He asked the weird hanyou.
"Ok, I guess," But how long was he supposed to stay like this? As strange as it was, it wasn't uncomfortable just weird being placed in this way. Jaken was settled by Inuyasha's head humming his ringtone, kicking his feet happily while Inuyasha just sat there assembly waiting for Sesshomaru.
Who had come out just when Inuyasha was getting his last position and twisted back around to clean yet the second major nosebleed since the spanking incident. It took five minutes for the blood loss to be back under control before Sesshomaru came out, icy expression in place to find Inuyasha still in the same tantalizing spot.
"Ahem."
Jaken jumped up. "Good evening milord, how was your shower—?"
"Jaken did you call Father?" Sesshomaru cut off sternly.
"Yes sir but I can explain—"
"No you called Father when you were given specific orders not to do so. Be gone, I shall deal with you later."
Jaken signed and turned away, dragging the cordless phone by the antenna till he reached the closest door and shut himself inside. He'll be fine. It's the same side as a walk in. More than enough room for some barely the size of a phone.
"And you."
Inuyasha lifted his head adorably from the seat, ass still in the air.
That's it. The boy dug his own grave. "Go…Go to bed."
"Ok," Inuyasha rolled to the side in his tightie whiteies and hurried down the hallway, glancing in each room before finding the one he was supposed to sleep in and disappeared inside.
The doors were all locked. Windows were secured. The telephone was back in place. Cell phone was on silent. No neighbors were around. It was perfectly done. Now it was time. Sesshomaru was finally going to have his chance to taste every inch of this boy and enjoy every molestable minute of it. This was the cause of his mischievous smirk as he walked down the hall way toward the guest room where Inuyasha sat innocently in the center of the bed, ears perked.
"I'm ready for bed!" He chirped happily.
"So am I…" Sesshomaru smiled like a feral predator as he slammed the door and locked it tight. There was no escape now. That juicy piece of jail bait was his. Fufufufhahahaha (mental evil cackle)

TBC: Lemon Next chapter babes
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