Sweet Tooth.

* Hi all. This is a spoof I wrote (so yes it sounds cheesy in the beginning) after my
friend and I were playing a word association game. Somehow Tomoe and chocolate syrup got
slapped together and soon I was faced with a fic challenge. (Also yes, the premise of
hot chocolate back then is quite a stretch, but it was one of the requirements from the
issuer of the challenge.) Hope someone likes. XD

(If someone could help me with formatting stories on this site that would be greatly appreciated. There are few sentences I would like to change, so if I get any reviews on this I might get off my bum. ^^)



\"Dearest? Could you come here for a second?\" Kenshin\'s voice carried throughout the

tiny hut in Otsu. The soft padding of Tomoe\'s footsteps signaled her approach and

Kenshin lifted the pot off the fire by the handle. \"Yes,\" she stated simply, announcing her

arrival. Her attention quickly turned to the very heavy-looking vessel at the hearth and

her somewhat frustrated-looking husband. \"Is there something that you need?\" Kenshin

sniffed at the pot and removed the lid frowning slightly. It was supposed to be of a

thinner consistancy than that. \"Kenshin?\" Tomoe asked, baffled by his mysterious desire

to cook. He turned to her and announced his concotion. \"It\'s chocolate. Highly prized in

the West for its flavor and richness.\" She seemed puzzled. \"Yes. And we have it now.\"

\"Aa,\" he began, \"but it is supposed to be a bit less thick. I think it cooked too long.\"

Tomoe tilted her head, \"What is its purpose?\" It smelled heavenly. \"A drink called \"hot

chocolate\" is quite popular in some nations, a shipment of chocolate came in today and I

thought we\'d give it a try.\" He grinned at her. \"Pass me that cup of water.\" Sniffing at

the pot, she handed him the desired vessel and watched as he picked up the ladle and

scooped up a bit of the gooey, rich, substance. Curiously, he poked his pinky in to taste and

his eyes lit up with delight. \"You\'ve got to try this, it’s just lovely!\" When he motioned for her

she grabbed her own cup and began to reach for the ladle. Kenshin stopped her when he

noticed a bit had dripped from said ladle onto her neck, and was quickly sliding towards her

freshly-washed kimono. There was no time to loose.


Obviously, there was only one thing he could do.


Tomoe gasped in shock as she felt her husbands lips pressing against her skin, her

eyes widening as she felt the slightly rough texture of the tip of his tongue grazing

the syrupy substance off of her. He grinned against her neck as he felt her stiffen, no

doubt from shock. Standing at his full height again he observed her expression hoping he

hadn\'t been too forward. Who was he kidding? Of course that was too forward. But the

only thing that mattered was if it was too forward for her. Looking back to her neck to

make sure the drop had been successfully removed, for the sake of the kimono of course,

he called to her. \"Tomoe?\" She fingered the space next to her pulse point with slender

fingers, her eyes still wide in the hearth light. She raised her gaze to his eyes as she

heard his voice and blinked in confusion. \"Anata...\" Kenshin chuckled and reached for

her hand. \"I\'m sorry dearest. But I had to, I wouldn\'t want your collar to get stained.\"

He smiled and tried for innocence. Unfortunately, Tomoe wasn\'t having any of that. She

frowned slightly in disapproval even as a certain playfulness crept into her mood. The

inital shock fading, she finally tapped her finger to the scoop of the ladel and took it

to her lips. Delight lit up her face. \"Mmn, that is quite good. No wonder it’s so popular

abroad.\" She looked over to see Kenshin stirring the contents of his cup languidly,

staring at her. \"What?\" she stated, quirking her eyebrow up uncharacteristically.

Without a sound he rose and repeated her movements, reaching into the jar and popping a

finger into his mouth without breaking eye contact with her. The intensity of his gaze

and the slight darkening of his eyes created the beginnings of an answering fire in her

as she silently gazed back. Suddenly breaking the heated stare she moved to gather her

cup and began filling it with the melted treasure. Setting his own cup down against the

smooth wood of the table he shifted until he was at her side and suddenly he was behind

her, covering her ladle-gripping hand with his own. He moved to grasp her other hand

moving it across her stomach and over to the jar. Shifting his angle he gently dipped

one of her fingers into the pot, smiling as she stiffened when comprehension dawned. She

turned to face him and before she could ask her eyes met his in a heated stare before he

took her to his mouth. Tomoe gasped at the feeling, his soft lips and warm mouth just

grazing the tip of her sensitive flesh. She let out the breath she had been holding in,

sensations coursing through her, intensifying as he went a step further swirling his

tongue around the digit erotically. Kenshin never broke eye contact, furthering the

flutter of her heart, the overwhelming pleasure brought to her from such a simple action

daunting to her rationality. A shot of desire coursed through her. Kenshin slowed his

movement as he caught the pleasure reflected in her eyes, their gorgeous brown depths

darkening further with the seeds of desire.

The chocolate successfully removed Kenshin loosened his grasp on her wrist and

slowly drew back, the tingle of his lips fresh on her skin. He licked his lips, savoring the

flavor. \"Aa. No wonder.\" Tomoe shivered at the husky tone of his voice, and the meaning

behind his words as another bolt of desire swept through her. Shakily turning to retrive

her cup, she wondered if she should reciprocate and hovered on the edge of idecision. So

enraptured in her thoughts was she that she didn\'t notice him dipping his finger into

the pot. Suddenly her hair was swept away from her neck with rough, gentle fingers and

she shuddered at the intimate contact. His finger trailed a slippery path from the base

of her earlobe to the pulse point of her neck, the chocolate hot even against her near-

fevered flesh. Immediately his lips were against her ear as he crushed her to him from

behind, ignoring the chocolate as it cooled on her skin. Unbelievable sensations spiraled

from where he had nibbled against the flesh just behind her ear, and spinning her around

his hot tongue trailed the path of the sweets, slowly trekking up from her pulse point

to the base of her ear. Tomoe gasped and wrapped her arms around his shoulders,

surrendering herself to him as sweet sensations coursed through her breasts, her belly,
lower...

She ran her fingers across his back as she arched into his hold, his lips and tongue

repeating the process again as her breath hitched on a soft moan.

Kenshin pushed back from her to see her face, grinning wickedly. \"All clean.\"