Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ A Night With You ❯ Playing Doctor ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Koishii 
How does a sea dragon play doctor with a riceball?
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
How does a sea dragon play doctor with a riceball?
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own nor do I claim to own anything regarding FB...
A/N: My muse is getting excited to write again, hopefully this chapter will more than make up for the tease of a short last chapter... ^.^ As is always the case, I have absolutely NO clue whatsoever about where this fic is going.... All I'm gonna say is that Ayame may make an appearance. Remember, I only said MAY...
*****
Hatori cleched his teeth as he sped towards Shigure's house. Outside, he could see lightening begin to cause the sky to glow with an ethereal light. He turned his windshield wipers on high as the sedan got pelted by heavy droplets of rain.
What the hell happened that Tooru just fainted like that? She was fine last night. The lightening outside almost seemed to act like a light bulb, as a frightened feeling entered his mind.
He had grown so used to Shigure calling and harrassing him, that he had gradually learned to ignore Shigure's unbridled enthusiasm. But, what if Shigure had said something to Tooru? He pushed his foot on the accellerator even more.
The car bumped along the backroad, filled with potholes. Hatori's eyes lit up when Shigure's house came into view. All the way here, he maintained his speed, so he had to slam on the brakes as he approached the slight building.
His body swayed forward slightly at the abrupt motion. As soon as the car came to a stop, Hatori unfastened his seatbelt and, grabbing his medical bag, he quickly got out of the car.
He walked briskly to the front door and knocked.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Inside the living room, Tooru tried to sit up, but Shigure was forcing her down on the couch.
"But Shigure-san! I need to finish making Kyo's lunch!" Once again she tried to get up and again, she was forced down.
"Maaa, Tooru-kun! You need to wait until Ha-san gets here."
With a sense of defeat, Tooru felt her body slump back against the pillow. She looked up at Shigure in gratitude.
"ano, arigatou Shigure-san. I don't know what happened to me. I guess it's just excitement about tonight and Kyo's lunch. Are you ok? You look upset?"
Shigure felt his face flush when his manhood hardened in desire with seeing Tooru-kun laying on the couch....just ripe for his picking... He slowly lifted one hand to lay it gently against Tooru's face, but he pulled it away roughly, when he heard the knock on the door.
"Kuso!" He muttered under his breath as he stood up with a forced smile at Tooru. As he walked to the door, he tried hard to maintain his control.
The door opened to reveal an anxious Hatori. After a brief salutation, Shigure showed Hatori to where Tooru lay.
Hatori walked quickly to where Tooru was and knelt down at her side. Raising a wrist, he turned back to Shigure.
"Can you get me a cool cloth?"
Shigure reluctantly left the two alone.
- - - - - - - -
Hatori watched him leave before turning back to his patient. With concern in his eyes, he watched Tooru's eyes closely.
"What happened, Honda-kun?" He placed a warm hand on her damp forehead. No fever. He dipped his hand in his medical bag, withdrawing a thermometer. He put it close to Tooru's face.
"Nothing happened. I just got dizzy all of a sudden." Slowly she resigned to her fate, as Hatori put the thermometer in her mouth. She watched him look at her with wonder in her eyes.
He was so beautiful. Any other words seemed cheap to describe Hatori-san. He was always so quiet, but she knew that it was only because he never said something that was unnecessary. And she admired him for that. He never needed to offer excuses for something that he said. The way that his green eyes lit up when he did have something to say - though he could be quick with quips towards Shigure and Ayame - to keep them in check, she figured. She loved his voice, the way that he scowled at everyone, but always seemed to soften his gaze for her. From the first time that they met, his eyes were cold, but then they had a chance to talk and she was filled in on what had happened in his past, and what his special "talent" was for the Soumas. She closed her eyes as she felt them fill with tears.
Hatori looked at his patient with a quiet curiosity. She looked like she was about to burst out in tears. What had brought this on? Surely there wasn't something that he missed upon inspection? Looking at his watch, Hatori took the thermometer out of Tooru's mouth. Inspecting the tube before his eyes, he shook it lightly to reset the mercury inside. He put his hands on his knees to propel him upwards. With one last look at Tooru, he went to talk to Shigure.
He found him in the hallway. With a roll of his eyes, he walked slightly past Shigure. Shigure turned his body to adjust to where he stood. Shigure looked at Hatori with a curious look.
Hatori sighed. "Well, for the most part she's fine. I'm not sure what is wrong. She doesn't seem to have anything wrong with her, but I have a feeling that something happened here tonight. Did you say anything to Honda-kun about having dinner with me?"
Shigure pulled on his most innocent look. He shook his head vehemently, with rivers of tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Maaa...Ha-san, I didn't. I really didn't. I wanted to - but all of my time is spent doing my work!"
Hatori grinned doubtingly. "Actually, if she's not feeling well, it seems that we should skip dinner tonight. It's important that she is feeling well and energetic."
Shigure grinned slyly, "Ah Ha-san, what naughty things are you planning to do to our flower that she needs all her energy?"
Hatori blushed lightly as he refused to defend himself against the prankster. He shook his head as he excused himself to go back to his patient. He almost ran into her on the way.
"Honda-kun!? What are you doing up? The patient must not move!"
Tooru looked like she was going to cry again, as she straightened herself as much as she could before exclaiming "iie! I feel well! I want to go to dinner with Hatori-san tonight still!!" With a blush, she looked to the ground, "That is, if Hatori-san still wishes to go." She didn't look up.
Hatori sighed. "I would still like to go to dinner with Honda-kun as well." Tooru looked up at the temporary loss of sternness in the doctor's voice. She smiled as he added in his best doctor tone, "But, the patient must rest first."
Tooru smiled and turned away as she happily made her way back to the couch.
Hatori turned to look at Shigure who was making weird noises behind him. For a moment, Shigure seemed to be glaring.
- - - - - - - -
The rain kept pelting the outer walls of the house. Tooru looked at the clock on the wall. She sighed, only 2 more hours to go until the dinner date! Suddenly she sat straight up on the couch in alarm. She still hadn't finished Kyo's birthday dinner. Swinging her legs over the end of the couch, she stood up and turned slightly and stretched.
Two strong arms grabbed her waist from behind, as she cried out in shock.
"Honda-san, I need you" came a fervent whisper behind her ear. Her face continued to stare ahead as she felt herself nodding slightly.
The mysterious hands, which once rested on her front ribcage, slowly moved downward to her hips. Cupping his hands around her hipbones, the figure used his strength to move her hips in sync with his. Doing this dance for a few moments before his hands moved further down her body, until they came to the base of her skirt. Lifting the ends, just enough to slide his hands up her skirt, he started to massage her slight belly before he slid one hand down the front of her panties. Stopping just before he reached his goal, he withdrew his hands completely. He turned her around to face him, long enough to claim her soft lips with his hungry ones.
Her eyes opened wide. HATORI-SAN!!!! Quietly, she gave into the passion of the kiss. She nearly melted in his closeness. His tongue was swirling and mimicing the dance that they were doing moments ago. His arms moved to her arms as her flesh pimpled at the unexpected contact. Moving up her arms, his hands traveled down the front of her shirt. He took his time unbuttoning her shirt, one button at a time, never letting go of her mouth.
She felt a warmth begin to rise in her belly as she felt his encased length against it. She moved her hands downward to touch him... After a failed attempt, she decided that she would have to unbutton his slacks herself. Doing so, she slid her hands down to meet the hot flesh of the doctor. Wrapping her fingers around the head, she felt Hatori shiver with desire.
He had finished with her buttons on her shirt and quickly helped her out of it. Now the only thing in the way was the bra, which he deftly unhooked with two fingers. He slid the bra off of her shoulders, revealing her taut breats to him. He moved one hand to cup one as he lowered his head to tease the nipple with his teeth.
She was still stroking his member, and as her strokes became rougher, Hatori became rougher with her nipple. She wanted it hard, he mused hungrily. Well, he wanted it just as hard.
Almost in a poetic dance, Hatori maneuvered Tooru down on the couch again, leaning on the floor with her face towards the back of the couch. Kneeling behind her, he played with her folds, exploring in depth, inserting one finger and then another, and then another still. He moved his fingers within her, massaging, twisting in her. She was moaning in pleasure. He didn't want her to be too surprised at the present he was going to give her.
"Does Hatori-san approve...?" Tooru whispered between moans. Hatori smiled.
"The doctor approves of the patient's improvement, but he needs to run some more tests, with the patient's approval, of course..."
Tooru moaned loudly, finding her voice, as she screamed in pleasure. "OH YESSS!!!"
Hatori began to work his other hand into the fun as well. Finding the front of her nub, he began to rub furiously, as his fingers found their way down to the clit. Unhooding the pleasure magnet, he adjusted his body so that he was underneath her legs, so that he could let his tongue play with the exposed nub. He felt a droplet fall on his face. So she was ready already, huh?
He sat back up and got behind her and placed his manhood against her dampness, feeling a sense of ecstacy as he felt her heat radiate to his cock. He let the tip rest at her opening and stay there.
She was becoming wetter by the second, until she couldn't handle it anymore and backed herself up to where he was. He guided her hips until she had fully engulfed his length. He stayed unmoving in her for a moment, to allow her time to adjust to his size. But she began bucking up against him almost immediately. He didn't let himself worry about that too long, as he felt his muscle straining in time with hers.
His hands still on her hips, he moved her body away from the couch, with him still inside. She understood and placed her hands on the floor and allowed him to move her to where he wanted.
He kept repositioning her body until they were parallel with the couch. He murmured for her to rest her body weight on her left forearm. He complied easily, and he lifted her right leg against his body and braced her body for the change in sexual position. After the shuffling of bodies was done, they had gone from a behind position to the position where he lay nearly on top of her, without getting close enough to transform.
As he kept thrusting harder and harder in her body, her fingers clawed at his neck and shoulders. Her body was arched nearly to the point where if she opened her eyes, everything would be upside down.
With one last thrust into her, he lost his seed and his mind in the one act that they did. Withdrawing from her, he sat on his heels, looking down at her beautiful body, slathered with a mixture of sweat and sex. He slowly began to crawl towards her, and effectively licked off the sexual essence with his soft tongue.
She looked at him pleadingly. He nodded, knowing what she wanted, and wanting the same thing himself. He stretched to lay beside her as they both dozed off, their fingers entwined with each other.
Into the night, Tooru felt her lips move. "Will you call me Tooru?"
"If you'll call me Hatori."
~*~Fin~*~
A/N: My muse is getting excited to write again, hopefully this chapter will more than make up for the tease of a short last chapter... ^.^ As is always the case, I have absolutely NO clue whatsoever about where this fic is going.... All I'm gonna say is that Ayame may make an appearance. Remember, I only said MAY...
*****
Hatori cleched his teeth as he sped towards Shigure's house. Outside, he could see lightening begin to cause the sky to glow with an ethereal light. He turned his windshield wipers on high as the sedan got pelted by heavy droplets of rain.
What the hell happened that Tooru just fainted like that? She was fine last night. The lightening outside almost seemed to act like a light bulb, as a frightened feeling entered his mind.
He had grown so used to Shigure calling and harrassing him, that he had gradually learned to ignore Shigure's unbridled enthusiasm. But, what if Shigure had said something to Tooru? He pushed his foot on the accellerator even more.
The car bumped along the backroad, filled with potholes. Hatori's eyes lit up when Shigure's house came into view. All the way here, he maintained his speed, so he had to slam on the brakes as he approached the slight building.
His body swayed forward slightly at the abrupt motion. As soon as the car came to a stop, Hatori unfastened his seatbelt and, grabbing his medical bag, he quickly got out of the car.
He walked briskly to the front door and knocked.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Inside the living room, Tooru tried to sit up, but Shigure was forcing her down on the couch.
"But Shigure-san! I need to finish making Kyo's lunch!" Once again she tried to get up and again, she was forced down.
"Maaa, Tooru-kun! You need to wait until Ha-san gets here."
With a sense of defeat, Tooru felt her body slump back against the pillow. She looked up at Shigure in gratitude.
"ano, arigatou Shigure-san. I don't know what happened to me. I guess it's just excitement about tonight and Kyo's lunch. Are you ok? You look upset?"
Shigure felt his face flush when his manhood hardened in desire with seeing Tooru-kun laying on the couch....just ripe for his picking... He slowly lifted one hand to lay it gently against Tooru's face, but he pulled it away roughly, when he heard the knock on the door.
"Kuso!" He muttered under his breath as he stood up with a forced smile at Tooru. As he walked to the door, he tried hard to maintain his control.
The door opened to reveal an anxious Hatori. After a brief salutation, Shigure showed Hatori to where Tooru lay.
Hatori walked quickly to where Tooru was and knelt down at her side. Raising a wrist, he turned back to Shigure.
"Can you get me a cool cloth?"
Shigure reluctantly left the two alone.
- - - - - - - -
Hatori watched him leave before turning back to his patient. With concern in his eyes, he watched Tooru's eyes closely.
"What happened, Honda-kun?" He placed a warm hand on her damp forehead. No fever. He dipped his hand in his medical bag, withdrawing a thermometer. He put it close to Tooru's face.
"Nothing happened. I just got dizzy all of a sudden." Slowly she resigned to her fate, as Hatori put the thermometer in her mouth. She watched him look at her with wonder in her eyes.
He was so beautiful. Any other words seemed cheap to describe Hatori-san. He was always so quiet, but she knew that it was only because he never said something that was unnecessary. And she admired him for that. He never needed to offer excuses for something that he said. The way that his green eyes lit up when he did have something to say - though he could be quick with quips towards Shigure and Ayame - to keep them in check, she figured. She loved his voice, the way that he scowled at everyone, but always seemed to soften his gaze for her. From the first time that they met, his eyes were cold, but then they had a chance to talk and she was filled in on what had happened in his past, and what his special "talent" was for the Soumas. She closed her eyes as she felt them fill with tears.
Hatori looked at his patient with a quiet curiosity. She looked like she was about to burst out in tears. What had brought this on? Surely there wasn't something that he missed upon inspection? Looking at his watch, Hatori took the thermometer out of Tooru's mouth. Inspecting the tube before his eyes, he shook it lightly to reset the mercury inside. He put his hands on his knees to propel him upwards. With one last look at Tooru, he went to talk to Shigure.
He found him in the hallway. With a roll of his eyes, he walked slightly past Shigure. Shigure turned his body to adjust to where he stood. Shigure looked at Hatori with a curious look.
Hatori sighed. "Well, for the most part she's fine. I'm not sure what is wrong. She doesn't seem to have anything wrong with her, but I have a feeling that something happened here tonight. Did you say anything to Honda-kun about having dinner with me?"
Shigure pulled on his most innocent look. He shook his head vehemently, with rivers of tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Maaa...Ha-san, I didn't. I really didn't. I wanted to - but all of my time is spent doing my work!"
Hatori grinned doubtingly. "Actually, if she's not feeling well, it seems that we should skip dinner tonight. It's important that she is feeling well and energetic."
Shigure grinned slyly, "Ah Ha-san, what naughty things are you planning to do to our flower that she needs all her energy?"
Hatori blushed lightly as he refused to defend himself against the prankster. He shook his head as he excused himself to go back to his patient. He almost ran into her on the way.
"Honda-kun!? What are you doing up? The patient must not move!"
Tooru looked like she was going to cry again, as she straightened herself as much as she could before exclaiming "iie! I feel well! I want to go to dinner with Hatori-san tonight still!!" With a blush, she looked to the ground, "That is, if Hatori-san still wishes to go." She didn't look up.
Hatori sighed. "I would still like to go to dinner with Honda-kun as well." Tooru looked up at the temporary loss of sternness in the doctor's voice. She smiled as he added in his best doctor tone, "But, the patient must rest first."
Tooru smiled and turned away as she happily made her way back to the couch.
Hatori turned to look at Shigure who was making weird noises behind him. For a moment, Shigure seemed to be glaring.
- - - - - - - -
The rain kept pelting the outer walls of the house. Tooru looked at the clock on the wall. She sighed, only 2 more hours to go until the dinner date! Suddenly she sat straight up on the couch in alarm. She still hadn't finished Kyo's birthday dinner. Swinging her legs over the end of the couch, she stood up and turned slightly and stretched.
Two strong arms grabbed her waist from behind, as she cried out in shock.
"Honda-san, I need you" came a fervent whisper behind her ear. Her face continued to stare ahead as she felt herself nodding slightly.
The mysterious hands, which once rested on her front ribcage, slowly moved downward to her hips. Cupping his hands around her hipbones, the figure used his strength to move her hips in sync with his. Doing this dance for a few moments before his hands moved further down her body, until they came to the base of her skirt. Lifting the ends, just enough to slide his hands up her skirt, he started to massage her slight belly before he slid one hand down the front of her panties. Stopping just before he reached his goal, he withdrew his hands completely. He turned her around to face him, long enough to claim her soft lips with his hungry ones.
Her eyes opened wide. HATORI-SAN!!!! Quietly, she gave into the passion of the kiss. She nearly melted in his closeness. His tongue was swirling and mimicing the dance that they were doing moments ago. His arms moved to her arms as her flesh pimpled at the unexpected contact. Moving up her arms, his hands traveled down the front of her shirt. He took his time unbuttoning her shirt, one button at a time, never letting go of her mouth.
She felt a warmth begin to rise in her belly as she felt his encased length against it. She moved her hands downward to touch him... After a failed attempt, she decided that she would have to unbutton his slacks herself. Doing so, she slid her hands down to meet the hot flesh of the doctor. Wrapping her fingers around the head, she felt Hatori shiver with desire.
He had finished with her buttons on her shirt and quickly helped her out of it. Now the only thing in the way was the bra, which he deftly unhooked with two fingers. He slid the bra off of her shoulders, revealing her taut breats to him. He moved one hand to cup one as he lowered his head to tease the nipple with his teeth.
She was still stroking his member, and as her strokes became rougher, Hatori became rougher with her nipple. She wanted it hard, he mused hungrily. Well, he wanted it just as hard.
Almost in a poetic dance, Hatori maneuvered Tooru down on the couch again, leaning on the floor with her face towards the back of the couch. Kneeling behind her, he played with her folds, exploring in depth, inserting one finger and then another, and then another still. He moved his fingers within her, massaging, twisting in her. She was moaning in pleasure. He didn't want her to be too surprised at the present he was going to give her.
"Does Hatori-san approve...?" Tooru whispered between moans. Hatori smiled.
"The doctor approves of the patient's improvement, but he needs to run some more tests, with the patient's approval, of course..."
Tooru moaned loudly, finding her voice, as she screamed in pleasure. "OH YESSS!!!"
Hatori began to work his other hand into the fun as well. Finding the front of her nub, he began to rub furiously, as his fingers found their way down to the clit. Unhooding the pleasure magnet, he adjusted his body so that he was underneath her legs, so that he could let his tongue play with the exposed nub. He felt a droplet fall on his face. So she was ready already, huh?
He sat back up and got behind her and placed his manhood against her dampness, feeling a sense of ecstacy as he felt her heat radiate to his cock. He let the tip rest at her opening and stay there.
She was becoming wetter by the second, until she couldn't handle it anymore and backed herself up to where he was. He guided her hips until she had fully engulfed his length. He stayed unmoving in her for a moment, to allow her time to adjust to his size. But she began bucking up against him almost immediately. He didn't let himself worry about that too long, as he felt his muscle straining in time with hers.
His hands still on her hips, he moved her body away from the couch, with him still inside. She understood and placed her hands on the floor and allowed him to move her to where he wanted.
He kept repositioning her body until they were parallel with the couch. He murmured for her to rest her body weight on her left forearm. He complied easily, and he lifted her right leg against his body and braced her body for the change in sexual position. After the shuffling of bodies was done, they had gone from a behind position to the position where he lay nearly on top of her, without getting close enough to transform.
As he kept thrusting harder and harder in her body, her fingers clawed at his neck and shoulders. Her body was arched nearly to the point where if she opened her eyes, everything would be upside down.
With one last thrust into her, he lost his seed and his mind in the one act that they did. Withdrawing from her, he sat on his heels, looking down at her beautiful body, slathered with a mixture of sweat and sex. He slowly began to crawl towards her, and effectively licked off the sexual essence with his soft tongue.
She looked at him pleadingly. He nodded, knowing what she wanted, and wanting the same thing himself. He stretched to lay beside her as they both dozed off, their fingers entwined with each other.
Into the night, Tooru felt her lips move. "Will you call me Tooru?"
"If you'll call me Hatori."
~*~Fin~*~