Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ A Night With You ❯ Leather and Velvet ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Koishii 
Tooru's quite the wanton woman, but who can quench her newly discovered passion?
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Tooru's quite the wanton woman, but who can quench her newly discovered passion?
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
A/N: Ok, I'll admit right off the bat, that I have ABSOLUTELY NO CLUE where this one is going to go... My muse was knocked unconscious from Kat-chan's fic
This chapter is dedicated to Mona-chan's evil mind.... ~huge hugglies~
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Tooru opened her eyes, as she felt a shoe lightly kick her foot. She looked at the booted foot, and allowed her eyes to travel up the tight black leather pants, vest gaping at the chest, towards the choker around his neck. Her eyes drooped as she realized who she was looking at... Haru-san.
She averted her eyes to the bulge in his pants, as she licked her lips.
Haru looked down at her anxiously. "Are you ok Tooru-san?"
Tooru slowly moved to rest on her knees, looking at him hungrily. She realized that her ache was back. And with every glance that she stole at Haru's bulge, it just worsened. She sighed.
He knelt in front of her and leaned in closer. His soft eyes peered at her curiously. He had noticed that her gaze seemed to close in on his midsection, but he wasn't quite sure why.
Tooru leaned into Haru and put her hands behind her neck and pulled his face towards her. Silently, she begged for Black Haru to come out.
He wasn't quite sure where this was going.... but he complied as Black Haru kicked White Haru to the back, when he sensed an opportunity to fill this girl. His more violent nature came out eagerly, as Haru's eyes slanted in a near scowl.
He jolted Tooru as he fisted in her hair, pulling her head backwards as his lips claimed the nob in her throat. Sucking on it ravenously, he pushed his tongue out to swirl around the nob, teasing her.
Tooru began to moan with this new sensation, as her fingers strayed to his locks. Locking her hand into his hair, she pulled slightly, as Haru growled for her to be hard with him. She pulled harder, still trying to maintain her own growing ache inside.
Her face was still pulled to face the ceiling, as he used his other hand to roughly capture her covered breast.
He was a bit surprised at the size, she was a lot fuller than her clothes had led him to believe. As he continued to massage her nipple, through her shirt, between his thumb and forefinger, the rest of his fingers were allowed to feel the clenching in her bosom as she grew taut underneath his touch. He was going to enjoy taking his time with her, as he felt her strain to rub her aching hips against his.
No no no, he thought crazily, as he continued to move his legs back so that he could control what she could feel, and what she could not. He wanted to maintain control of this, and he'd be damned if he let her take that from him.
Moaning, she pleaded with him using her breasts as collateral. He backed off from her throat as he looked at her with wild eyes. Inwardly, he imagined the possibilities with coupling with her. So long as her chest didn't touch his, he would not transform and could torment her with his body as long as he wanted.
Sitting back on his haunches, he gazed at her hungrily. What could he do that would make her scream his name out loud, not caring who heard it? AHA! That's it!
Silently, he stood up, smoothing the creases in his pants and patting his bulge sympathetically. Not much longer, he thought to himself. He left Tooru confused on the floor, watching him leave the room.
Once he was out of Tooru's visual range, he sped up his pace, walking briskly towards his bag that he left in the hallway when he came. He had only expected to talk to Yuki, and now he was going to do something much more fun...
Reaching into his bag, he fumbled around, looking for something. He became even more agitated when he couldn't find it. Growling with frustration, he ripped the bag off of the floor and hauled it into the living room where Tooru was waiting for him.
The bag was heavier now then when he had carried it inside. Might have something to do with weaknesses in other areas of his body, he thought with a wicked grin. He re-entered the darkened room, to see Tooru where he had left her, kneeling on the floor wearing that same hungry expression. It wouldn't be much longer, my dear, until you scream like you've never screamed before. He was smirking at her innocent expression. She really was lovely, once you got past her naivete. Well, maybe that was what made her so desirable to Haru. He wanted nothing more than to corrupt her. And if things went well tonight, she would be as corrupt as he was.
Tooru watched him as he rummaged around in his bag in front of her. She gasped when she saw what he pulled out.
"W-what's that for, Haru-san?" She asked nervously.
He only smirked in response as he proceeded to force her to lay back down next to the table. He grabbed her wrists roughly, as he put one end of the leather cord in his teeth and began to tie Tooru's wrists with the free hand. As he looped the cord around her wrists, he felt himself become unbearably hard. He quickly tied the end, so that she was tied to the table leg by both of her wrists. Just a bit longer. He went back to his bag for another item.
Tooru gasped again as he pulled out a switchblade. He crawled over to her, the blade between his teeth. Tooru's eyes were wide with fear. Just the way he liked her. He laughed.
"You'll see..." Answering her previous query, he pulled off her skirt, as she lifted her buttocks to help him. Throwing them behind him, he focused on her panties.
White. The color of purity. Inwardly, he chuckled. Well she won't be wearing white after he was done. He crooked a finger in the waistband and began to pull her panties slowly down her legs, the blade still between his teeth.
Once her bottom was bared, he pushed her legs open, and easily slid between her, lifting her legs, so that her rear was on his knees. He leaned over her as he grabbed the blade from his teeth.
Sliding the knife gently along her belly, he watched with hunger as her stomach muscles tensed under the cool blade. He held the edge of her shirt in one hand, as he slowly slid the knife to the soft fabric. He proceeded to slice into the fabric, close enough to her skin to make her stomach dance.
Pulling the torn edges of her shirt to either side of her chest, he exposed her. She wasn't wearing a bra. Kuso, he wanted to cut something else too. Oh well. This could still be fun for him.
He traced Tooru's breasts with the tip of the knife, marvelling in the white line produced against her hot flesh. He felt himself harden excruciatingly as he continued to stare into her eyes, daring her to do something.
Tooru's hips moved in a silent rave, as he continued to tease her meanly.
His eyes narrowed. "Not yet, Tooru-kun. Not yet." He placed the blade face down on her trembling stomach, and lightly slapped her skin with the cool tip.
"Haru-san, onegai...." When he didn't respond, she said it louder. "ONEGAI!!?!?"
That was it.
Haru stood up and slid his pants down his leg, his arousal popping up as if on a spring. He watched Tooru's eyes widen as she witnessed the large girth he had. He slipped out of his vest. He wanted to be as naked as his innocent heifer was.
Placing one hand on either side of her exposed underarms, he placed himself over her trembling body. He spread her legs apart again with his bent knee as he positioned his throbbing head at her center. He let it rest against her, without entering, though he could barely handle it - he could deal if it was driving her crazy. Which, he thought with a smirk, it was.
Even though her hands were tied to the table, preventing her body from going closer to his head, she tried, nearly bringing the table down with her.
He allowed himself to close the gap, as he entered her very slowly, as if his length was savoring the moist heat that her desire provided.
"Haru-san! I can't take it anymore! ONEGAI!!" She tried once again to pound into him, unsuccessfully. He was in complete control.
His stare was heavy lidded and full of dangerous promises. She didn't know what she was asking for, but he was going to give it to her anyway. He began to slowly maneuver his length into her, setting it in a motion that he had carefully mastered over the year that he had known her. He wanted to be prepared for this day.
Not entering her body totally, he moved his cock so that it was swirling her juices, to make her even hotter. He was enjoying watching her eyes change from those filled with fear, to desire. He was growing even harder, but he would not give in to her pout yet. There were still many things that he wanted to do.
He eased himself so that he was halfway in, before he withdrew, a smirk on his face. Yes, THAT would do nicely for now.
Tooru watched in her heated painful desire, as he once again reached into his bag. He pulled out a bottle of tequila, and crawled back to Tooru. He unscrewed the cap and leaned over her body, and began to pour the liquid onto her skin between her breasts. Putting the bottle off to the sides, he leaned over her, careful not to touch his chest to hers, and nuzzled his mouth between her breasts, licking the alcohol. Tooru was going out of control with desire. But he wasn't done yet.
Once again, he picked up the bottle and poured some more in her navel, and once again, slurped it out with his tongue. He continued the ritual until the bottle was half empty, and his throat was burning from the searing liquid. He looked at her again. It was a HUGE turn on to look at her watching him pleadingly with those enormous brown eyes trained on his every movement.
He set the bottle down, still watching her. Her eyes were now focused on the bottle. So she was thirsty, huh? He'd give her something to drink. Picking up the bottle again, he straddled her stomach, until his length was in between her breasts. He reached down and grabbed both breasts in his hands and proceeded to rub them on either side of his length. His body began to thrust instinctively as he pressed even more roughly on her breasts. Pulling them and twisting them in circular motions, he mimicked a rhythmic movement, before emptying his initial load on her neck and face.
She licked her lips and tried to lift her head to lick herself clean of his essence. He smiled wickedly at her failed attempts. He pushed himself off of her and moved his body so that his member was nearer to her mouth. He leaned on his forearms as he lowered himself slightly to her mouth. Every time she tried to take him in her mouth, he moved slightly out of her reach.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and he lowered himself so that she could take him in her mouth. This one thing he did allow her, to only take what she could handle. He felt that it was very generous.
As if in answer to his generousity, she moved her mouth and tongue so that nothing was untouched. Even though she couldn't fit him entirely into her mouth, she used her tongue to lick the areas she couldn't reach.
As she took more of him, he moved his hips, lightly thrusting into her mouth. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out completely, leaving her licking her lips clean.
Kuso, she was turning him on.
Silently, he moved back to his previous position between her legs as he leaned into her as far as he had entered before. Halfway. She was so hot and moist that he just wanted to thrust with all of his might, but he had learned that if a woman can't take you all the way in her mouth, then she wouldn't be able to engulf you in her other mouth as well.
Sighing, he resigned himself for pushing his as far as her maidenhead would allow, and straining to break it, but not to go too hard for the first time, he stilled within her letting her become used to his massive girth before he began to pull out again. Just as he was almost out, her legs wrapped around his back and her heels pressed into his buttocks, forcing him to go as far as she could take him.
He was slightly surprised, albeit very pleasantly, when he realized that his curls were tangling with hers. She had engulfed his length completely within her. She never once cried out in pain, only in pleasure.
"HARU-SAN HARU-SAN!!! Oh YES!"
Her hips set a feverish pace for him, but he complied with no problems, thrusting inside of her as hard as he could. The harder he thrusted, the tighter her legs entwined around him. She was riding him, never letting him withdraw completely. He watched her eyes, as she became used to his length. He saw the exact moment when she nearly flew into an uncontrollable orgasm. He thrust one more time, this time pushing himself deeper into her than he had done before, sending her body a rushing heat inside her belly. Her legs began to shake on either side of him. Good, she came. Now, it was his turn.
With one last beautiful thrust, he emptied his load inside of her, his own body feeling like it was on fire. He started to withdraw, his body exhausted from teasing her for so long and not getting something in return, but her legs wrapped around his back again, as she stared at him pleadingly.
He opened his mouth in shock. Surely she couldn't be ready to go again? But her hips began thrusting against him, grinding into his manhood, daring him to harden again. He quickly complied as he kept pumping inside of her. This wasn't quite like before. His body was growing exhausted. Yet hers seemed to only ignite on fire, now that she had pinpointed what exactly that ache was and what could satisfy it.
He slowed himself down, which wasn't difficult. He was surprised that she was so horny. He moved both of their bodies so that he could inch up to kiss her.
Her legs were still wrapped around him, lifting her buttocks off of the floor slightly as his face dipped to hers to claim her mouth in a rough kiss. His tongue entwined with Tooru's much as their bodies had a moment ago.
His tongue and his cock seemed to move in time with each other, as though trying to steal the show. Each time Tooru moaned, he thrust harder until he began to lose himself again.
As he exploded within her, he gave her one last kiss before sitting up and looking down at the temptress beneath him that had given herself to him so willingly.
Her hair lay in goddess-like disarray and her lips were swollen and red from his fierce kisses and facial hair. He winked at her before he began to untie her wrists. He kissed her forehead, saying a silent thank you for what had happened.
Black Haru was satisfied, and White Haru was back. Tooru watched him with wonder.
"Haru-san?"
He looked at her questioningly.
"Can we do that again...?"
His eyes widened as he thought 'NOW?'
"Can we do that again...later?"
Haru smiled as he nodded. "Un. I would like that... a lot..." Black Haru added "A LOT!"
Tooru smiled as she began to drift off to sleep, as Haru lifted the blanket back over her torn clothing. Bending over, he picked up her skirt and put it underneath the blanket by Tooru's legs. Picking up the panties, he brought them to his face and inhaled deeply, before placing them in his bag. Something to remember her by, he thought with a smile as he turned to leave.
~fin~
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A/N OK This was NOT how this was supposed to be....Hope you enjoyed it.... Personally, I like thinking of Haru as a S&M lover!!! Daaa! ~falls over~
This chapter is dedicated to Mona-chan's evil mind.... ~huge hugglies~
*****
Tooru opened her eyes, as she felt a shoe lightly kick her foot. She looked at the booted foot, and allowed her eyes to travel up the tight black leather pants, vest gaping at the chest, towards the choker around his neck. Her eyes drooped as she realized who she was looking at... Haru-san.
She averted her eyes to the bulge in his pants, as she licked her lips.
Haru looked down at her anxiously. "Are you ok Tooru-san?"
Tooru slowly moved to rest on her knees, looking at him hungrily. She realized that her ache was back. And with every glance that she stole at Haru's bulge, it just worsened. She sighed.
He knelt in front of her and leaned in closer. His soft eyes peered at her curiously. He had noticed that her gaze seemed to close in on his midsection, but he wasn't quite sure why.
Tooru leaned into Haru and put her hands behind her neck and pulled his face towards her. Silently, she begged for Black Haru to come out.
He wasn't quite sure where this was going.... but he complied as Black Haru kicked White Haru to the back, when he sensed an opportunity to fill this girl. His more violent nature came out eagerly, as Haru's eyes slanted in a near scowl.
He jolted Tooru as he fisted in her hair, pulling her head backwards as his lips claimed the nob in her throat. Sucking on it ravenously, he pushed his tongue out to swirl around the nob, teasing her.
Tooru began to moan with this new sensation, as her fingers strayed to his locks. Locking her hand into his hair, she pulled slightly, as Haru growled for her to be hard with him. She pulled harder, still trying to maintain her own growing ache inside.
Her face was still pulled to face the ceiling, as he used his other hand to roughly capture her covered breast.
He was a bit surprised at the size, she was a lot fuller than her clothes had led him to believe. As he continued to massage her nipple, through her shirt, between his thumb and forefinger, the rest of his fingers were allowed to feel the clenching in her bosom as she grew taut underneath his touch. He was going to enjoy taking his time with her, as he felt her strain to rub her aching hips against his.
No no no, he thought crazily, as he continued to move his legs back so that he could control what she could feel, and what she could not. He wanted to maintain control of this, and he'd be damned if he let her take that from him.
Moaning, she pleaded with him using her breasts as collateral. He backed off from her throat as he looked at her with wild eyes. Inwardly, he imagined the possibilities with coupling with her. So long as her chest didn't touch his, he would not transform and could torment her with his body as long as he wanted.
Sitting back on his haunches, he gazed at her hungrily. What could he do that would make her scream his name out loud, not caring who heard it? AHA! That's it!
Silently, he stood up, smoothing the creases in his pants and patting his bulge sympathetically. Not much longer, he thought to himself. He left Tooru confused on the floor, watching him leave the room.
Once he was out of Tooru's visual range, he sped up his pace, walking briskly towards his bag that he left in the hallway when he came. He had only expected to talk to Yuki, and now he was going to do something much more fun...
Reaching into his bag, he fumbled around, looking for something. He became even more agitated when he couldn't find it. Growling with frustration, he ripped the bag off of the floor and hauled it into the living room where Tooru was waiting for him.
The bag was heavier now then when he had carried it inside. Might have something to do with weaknesses in other areas of his body, he thought with a wicked grin. He re-entered the darkened room, to see Tooru where he had left her, kneeling on the floor wearing that same hungry expression. It wouldn't be much longer, my dear, until you scream like you've never screamed before. He was smirking at her innocent expression. She really was lovely, once you got past her naivete. Well, maybe that was what made her so desirable to Haru. He wanted nothing more than to corrupt her. And if things went well tonight, she would be as corrupt as he was.
Tooru watched him as he rummaged around in his bag in front of her. She gasped when she saw what he pulled out.
"W-what's that for, Haru-san?" She asked nervously.
He only smirked in response as he proceeded to force her to lay back down next to the table. He grabbed her wrists roughly, as he put one end of the leather cord in his teeth and began to tie Tooru's wrists with the free hand. As he looped the cord around her wrists, he felt himself become unbearably hard. He quickly tied the end, so that she was tied to the table leg by both of her wrists. Just a bit longer. He went back to his bag for another item.
Tooru gasped again as he pulled out a switchblade. He crawled over to her, the blade between his teeth. Tooru's eyes were wide with fear. Just the way he liked her. He laughed.
"You'll see..." Answering her previous query, he pulled off her skirt, as she lifted her buttocks to help him. Throwing them behind him, he focused on her panties.
White. The color of purity. Inwardly, he chuckled. Well she won't be wearing white after he was done. He crooked a finger in the waistband and began to pull her panties slowly down her legs, the blade still between his teeth.
Once her bottom was bared, he pushed her legs open, and easily slid between her, lifting her legs, so that her rear was on his knees. He leaned over her as he grabbed the blade from his teeth.
Sliding the knife gently along her belly, he watched with hunger as her stomach muscles tensed under the cool blade. He held the edge of her shirt in one hand, as he slowly slid the knife to the soft fabric. He proceeded to slice into the fabric, close enough to her skin to make her stomach dance.
Pulling the torn edges of her shirt to either side of her chest, he exposed her. She wasn't wearing a bra. Kuso, he wanted to cut something else too. Oh well. This could still be fun for him.
He traced Tooru's breasts with the tip of the knife, marvelling in the white line produced against her hot flesh. He felt himself harden excruciatingly as he continued to stare into her eyes, daring her to do something.
Tooru's hips moved in a silent rave, as he continued to tease her meanly.
His eyes narrowed. "Not yet, Tooru-kun. Not yet." He placed the blade face down on her trembling stomach, and lightly slapped her skin with the cool tip.
"Haru-san, onegai...." When he didn't respond, she said it louder. "ONEGAI!!?!?"
That was it.
Haru stood up and slid his pants down his leg, his arousal popping up as if on a spring. He watched Tooru's eyes widen as she witnessed the large girth he had. He slipped out of his vest. He wanted to be as naked as his innocent heifer was.
Placing one hand on either side of her exposed underarms, he placed himself over her trembling body. He spread her legs apart again with his bent knee as he positioned his throbbing head at her center. He let it rest against her, without entering, though he could barely handle it - he could deal if it was driving her crazy. Which, he thought with a smirk, it was.
Even though her hands were tied to the table, preventing her body from going closer to his head, she tried, nearly bringing the table down with her.
He allowed himself to close the gap, as he entered her very slowly, as if his length was savoring the moist heat that her desire provided.
"Haru-san! I can't take it anymore! ONEGAI!!" She tried once again to pound into him, unsuccessfully. He was in complete control.
His stare was heavy lidded and full of dangerous promises. She didn't know what she was asking for, but he was going to give it to her anyway. He began to slowly maneuver his length into her, setting it in a motion that he had carefully mastered over the year that he had known her. He wanted to be prepared for this day.
Not entering her body totally, he moved his cock so that it was swirling her juices, to make her even hotter. He was enjoying watching her eyes change from those filled with fear, to desire. He was growing even harder, but he would not give in to her pout yet. There were still many things that he wanted to do.
He eased himself so that he was halfway in, before he withdrew, a smirk on his face. Yes, THAT would do nicely for now.
Tooru watched in her heated painful desire, as he once again reached into his bag. He pulled out a bottle of tequila, and crawled back to Tooru. He unscrewed the cap and leaned over her body, and began to pour the liquid onto her skin between her breasts. Putting the bottle off to the sides, he leaned over her, careful not to touch his chest to hers, and nuzzled his mouth between her breasts, licking the alcohol. Tooru was going out of control with desire. But he wasn't done yet.
Once again, he picked up the bottle and poured some more in her navel, and once again, slurped it out with his tongue. He continued the ritual until the bottle was half empty, and his throat was burning from the searing liquid. He looked at her again. It was a HUGE turn on to look at her watching him pleadingly with those enormous brown eyes trained on his every movement.
He set the bottle down, still watching her. Her eyes were now focused on the bottle. So she was thirsty, huh? He'd give her something to drink. Picking up the bottle again, he straddled her stomach, until his length was in between her breasts. He reached down and grabbed both breasts in his hands and proceeded to rub them on either side of his length. His body began to thrust instinctively as he pressed even more roughly on her breasts. Pulling them and twisting them in circular motions, he mimicked a rhythmic movement, before emptying his initial load on her neck and face.
She licked her lips and tried to lift her head to lick herself clean of his essence. He smiled wickedly at her failed attempts. He pushed himself off of her and moved his body so that his member was nearer to her mouth. He leaned on his forearms as he lowered himself slightly to her mouth. Every time she tried to take him in her mouth, he moved slightly out of her reach.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and he lowered himself so that she could take him in her mouth. This one thing he did allow her, to only take what she could handle. He felt that it was very generous.
As if in answer to his generousity, she moved her mouth and tongue so that nothing was untouched. Even though she couldn't fit him entirely into her mouth, she used her tongue to lick the areas she couldn't reach.
As she took more of him, he moved his hips, lightly thrusting into her mouth. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out completely, leaving her licking her lips clean.
Kuso, she was turning him on.
Silently, he moved back to his previous position between her legs as he leaned into her as far as he had entered before. Halfway. She was so hot and moist that he just wanted to thrust with all of his might, but he had learned that if a woman can't take you all the way in her mouth, then she wouldn't be able to engulf you in her other mouth as well.
Sighing, he resigned himself for pushing his as far as her maidenhead would allow, and straining to break it, but not to go too hard for the first time, he stilled within her letting her become used to his massive girth before he began to pull out again. Just as he was almost out, her legs wrapped around his back and her heels pressed into his buttocks, forcing him to go as far as she could take him.
He was slightly surprised, albeit very pleasantly, when he realized that his curls were tangling with hers. She had engulfed his length completely within her. She never once cried out in pain, only in pleasure.
"HARU-SAN HARU-SAN!!! Oh YES!"
Her hips set a feverish pace for him, but he complied with no problems, thrusting inside of her as hard as he could. The harder he thrusted, the tighter her legs entwined around him. She was riding him, never letting him withdraw completely. He watched her eyes, as she became used to his length. He saw the exact moment when she nearly flew into an uncontrollable orgasm. He thrust one more time, this time pushing himself deeper into her than he had done before, sending her body a rushing heat inside her belly. Her legs began to shake on either side of him. Good, she came. Now, it was his turn.
With one last beautiful thrust, he emptied his load inside of her, his own body feeling like it was on fire. He started to withdraw, his body exhausted from teasing her for so long and not getting something in return, but her legs wrapped around his back again, as she stared at him pleadingly.
He opened his mouth in shock. Surely she couldn't be ready to go again? But her hips began thrusting against him, grinding into his manhood, daring him to harden again. He quickly complied as he kept pumping inside of her. This wasn't quite like before. His body was growing exhausted. Yet hers seemed to only ignite on fire, now that she had pinpointed what exactly that ache was and what could satisfy it.
He slowed himself down, which wasn't difficult. He was surprised that she was so horny. He moved both of their bodies so that he could inch up to kiss her.
Her legs were still wrapped around him, lifting her buttocks off of the floor slightly as his face dipped to hers to claim her mouth in a rough kiss. His tongue entwined with Tooru's much as their bodies had a moment ago.
His tongue and his cock seemed to move in time with each other, as though trying to steal the show. Each time Tooru moaned, he thrust harder until he began to lose himself again.
As he exploded within her, he gave her one last kiss before sitting up and looking down at the temptress beneath him that had given herself to him so willingly.
Her hair lay in goddess-like disarray and her lips were swollen and red from his fierce kisses and facial hair. He winked at her before he began to untie her wrists. He kissed her forehead, saying a silent thank you for what had happened.
Black Haru was satisfied, and White Haru was back. Tooru watched him with wonder.
"Haru-san?"
He looked at her questioningly.
"Can we do that again...?"
His eyes widened as he thought 'NOW?'
"Can we do that again...later?"
Haru smiled as he nodded. "Un. I would like that... a lot..." Black Haru added "A LOT!"
Tooru smiled as she began to drift off to sleep, as Haru lifted the blanket back over her torn clothing. Bending over, he picked up her skirt and put it underneath the blanket by Tooru's legs. Picking up the panties, he brought them to his face and inhaled deeply, before placing them in his bag. Something to remember her by, he thought with a smile as he turned to leave.
~fin~
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A/N OK This was NOT how this was supposed to be....Hope you enjoyed it.... Personally, I like thinking of Haru as a S&M lover!!! Daaa! ~falls over~