Prompt given:

"Please put your penis away."

Inuyasha sighed out, content in his position along his bed, the wonderful scent of Kagome washing over him like the waves of an ocean on a calm night. She was tucked in the curve of his arm, cuddled to his chest as they watched whatever romcom she'd put on, the reverberation of her soft giggles tickling the undressed skin she lay on.

This was the first time in a long time Inuyasha was successful in getting Kagome to stay the night. It wasn't that she didn't want to, and he was well aware of the fact. It was that she took her college courses way more seriously than he took his own. Especially when it came to studying for finals. Thankfully, the madness was over, summer break was in full swing, and he had his girlfriend entirely to himself at the moment. Which meant, until she had to fly home to visit her family, he was going to ravish her over and over, wine and dine her with that three dollar sweet shit she likes and all the fucking Taco Bell she could possibly crave, and watch all the crappy movies she deemed her favorite.

Because as mushy as he wouldn't consider himself, it wasn't hard to be an attentive, considerate, and good boyfriend.

"Psst." Kagome whispered, gently tapping his chest with her fingernail. Inuyasha glanced down to find her brown eyes staring up at him, an innocent smile curving her lips.

"What?" He whispered in reply.

"We're out of popcorn."

"Alright." Inuyasha chuckled, immediately taking his queue and swinging his arm from around her. He jolted to a stop mid-way to sitting up as the front door to his apartment was slammed shut, muffled giggles in between moans and smacking kisses catching his attention. Snagging the remote, he paused the movie, making sure his enhanced senses weren't just catching something taking place next door. Kagome sat up next to him as she covered her mouth to hide her amused shock, draped in the same shirt he was wearing earlier which acted similar to a dress for her petite body.

"Fuck."

"Is that-"

"You're so god damn sexy, baby." Came a male's voice, loud and clear as if it were right outside of Inuyasha's bedroom door.

"Noooo!" The half demon hissed, playfully covering Kagome's ears. The mewls and rustle of clothing still came through clear as day, the paper-thin walls hardly a barrier to protect them from his roommate's coupling apparently taking place on the couch. Inuyasha rolled his eyes, all-too acquainted with the pervert's lack of modesty.

"I guess the popcorn can wait." Kagome faked a pout, wiggling her face free from her boyfriend's gentle defense.

"Hell no it can't! You're still getting your popcorn!" He insisted, grabbing the bowl at the end of the bed, the unpopped kernels sliding around at the bottom of the plastic.

"Inuyasha, no! I was kidding!" Kagome grabbed for him, her hushed tone strained as she tried not to risk being heard by his roommate. "You can't just walk out on them!"

"You don't understand, babe, this guy can go for hours. He's got stamina like a fucking jack rabbit."

"That's oddly specific."

"If I don't go now, you'll never get your popcorn. I have to stop him before things get too heated."

"It's really not that important."

"Yes the fuck it is! Chances are, he's shit faced and forgot I'd be home again."

"Again?"

"Yeah, I've seen some shit. Anyway, I should go."

"Wait!"

"Miroku!" He shouted from his spot, drawing out the last syllable of his name. The living room went noticeably still, the creak the couch once made silencing. A raging blush creeped over Kagome's cheeks, illuminated by the light from the television hung on his wall, her brows raising, jaw dropping, and eyes widening of obvious embarrassment. Inuyasha stood, the smile fading into an exaggerating grimace as he walked toward the door, his hand hovering over the handle as he waited.

"Inuyasha?" He asked through the wall, voice breaking nervously.

"I'm coming out, you ass hole!"

"NO!"

"Put your penis away! I'm coming out!" He bellowed, throwing his bedroom door open and walking out without an ounce of remorse.

"Inuyasha, w-wait!"

Though nothing could be seen from her spot on the bed, Kagome hid her face in the confinements of Inuyasha's large tee shirt, stifling her laughter as she listened to the scurrying of Miroku and his presumably mortified partner, and the way her boyfriend casually greeted the guest with a monotonous, "Hey, how's it goin?" before the opposite bedroom door was slammed and he was thoroughly blamed for ruining the mood. He came back moments later with her snack of choice filling the bowl to the rim, grimace still deeply marring his face.

"I don't think I can ever look your friend in the eye again."

"Considering what I just saw, neither can I."