He says not a word.
When he takes me into his embrace, when he kisses me so passionately on my lips, he speaks not. He utters not one syllable as we each undress the other, as he runs his tongue over every inch of me, as I kiss his chest, stomach, and continue even lower. Even when he climaxes within me, the sounds he makes are not any words I have ever known.
It's simply not his nature, you know. He is a man of few words. His praise, his anger, his love all look the same, wear the same dead expression, but I know him well enough to differentiate between his emotions.
I know when I have disappointed him, pleased him, made him proud or angry.
I know when he wants to be alone
I know when he wants me to stay close
I know when he feels overwhelmed (as rare as it is)
I know when he needs emotional release
I know his why, his reasons for his actions
I know every inch of his being, physical and mental
I know I love him
And I know he loves me.
Even though…
He says not a word.
A/N: Okay, so let's say it all in unison: wtf? I'm not exactly new to the Inuyasha fandom, but this is my first time posting something. Hurrah. And now we return to your regularly scheduled FMA-Fireness-ness.