Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ And Then They ❯ Tic Tac Toe, Three in a Row, Ayame's Hot and Heavy with a Wet Kyou ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Black Hylia 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.22.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.22.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Completed
All right, finally the AYAME/KYOU chapter is up! Whoo! Yah be to me for finding a loophole to further posting my story!
EPISODE IV: TIC TAC TOE, THREE IN A ROW, AYAME’S HOT AND HEAVY WITH A WET KYOU
Warm hands ran over a cold body, fingers brushing over hardened nipples, making the other gasp and arch into the touch. Words were whispered, managing to get the drugged Sohma heated.
Ayame rubbed his arousal against him, licking his shoulder before asking, “Do you like that?” Kyou nodded vigorously, hands starting to claw the wall. “Does it feel good?” A whimper was his response and he chuckled softly at the feel of the younger male leaning against him. “How about this?”
Kyou bucked his hips violently, feeling his now fully-erect member engulfed by warm hands and moaned out, “Ayaaaameeee…..” His hips jerked, sweat starting to form on his brow despite the constant flow of water.
“Now, move the showerhead down.” With a loud, wet slap to Kyou’s backside, he ground against him. When the cat was too slow, he delivered another slap. The cat hissed, bringing up a shaky hand to tilt the showerhead to where it was pouring on his legs and crotch, groaning lustfully as the snake stroked his abused cheeks.
“That’s better.” Gripping his shoulders, Ayame turned him and dropped to his knees; the thud could probably be heard downstairs. The cat saw him smirk evilly, slightly scaring him yet exciting him as to what was about to happen.
Two hands cupped his ass roughly, making his whole body shake. Ayame grinned up at his younger cousin, quirking his brows as the orange-haired teen’s eyes widened. His grip tightened and he ran his tongue up his knees and thighs to his very erect, nearly-ejaculating sex.
A breath of air was taken in sharply as a hot tongue ran up his elongated member to swirl around the head and over the slit, and he arched his back and thrust his hips out, trying to penetrate that warm mouth. Ayame’s own arousal ached with lust as his mouth fully engulfed it and breathed a hot gust of air.
“Ayame, stop teasing. If you're gonna do it, then do it.”
The snake pulled back and stared. Wet hair snapped against his thighs as Ayame shook his head in a disagreeing manner. His eyes shimmered with a mischievous light as a toothy grin crept onto his face. “I’m not done yet.” Standing, he grabbed hold of Kyou’s shoulders and pressed him against the wall, then pressing his body against the heated teen. “You want this, right?” He kissed him softly at the sign of the slow nod- Kyou was a bit apprehensive about a second encounter. (Which would actually be third seeing as how he and Hatori did that twice.) “Trust me, Kyou-kun.” His kiss became more demanding, his hands roamed further, and their breath became heavier.
The cat felt a bold tongue dance across his and tickled the roof of his mouth, the moisture from the shower making their bodies slide against the other in and erotic motion. Their tongues fought like swords until Ayame’s left to run over his neck and down to his collarbone, the cat gasping with every lick. A loud gasp sprang from the orange-haired male with his nipples were met with a hot, wet, slow tongue and his hands fisted in silver locks as he groaned.
“Good boy, moan like the slave you are.” His smirk appeared as Kyou moaned long and hard, the hands in his hair tightening in force and tan hips starting to grind against him with such vigor he had to stop to catch his breath, resting his head on a lower shoulder before running his tongue over it, eliciting another groan from his cousin. “Move the shower head up now, as far as you are.”
Kyou moaned at the arousing words before straining to move said showerhead as far up as it could go, although Ayame didn’t feel the need to move in order to let him.
After it was moved, Kyou watched as Ayame sat on the tub floor and winked. “Now, get in my lap.”
“Wha-what?!!”
“You heard me. Now move or I’ll slap that ass of yours again.” Kyou was recalling the experiences with both Ayame and Hatori, and he didn’t think his ass could take any more abuse. With that thought, he promptly placed himself in the snake’s lap, each leg on either side of the pale body. “That’s better.” Hands placed themselves on his sides and Ayame began to lift him up. “Remember to relax.”
“Wait! I’m not rea-AH!” The cat nearly screamed bloody murder at the penetration, sealing his eyes shut and resting his head on a pale shoulder. Hot tears formed and rolled down his cheeks as he gasped painfully.
//Shit! He's just like Hatori!// The teen's grip on Ayame's shoulders loosened when he felt soothing hands on his back.
"Shh....Relax and just breathe." The snake felt the tabby slowly relax his muscles and cupped his face, forcing him to look into amber orbs. Thumbing away the last tear, he gently kissed Kyou's petal-soft lips.
Kyou was more than willing to partake in the kiss, hands moving down to pinch hard on Ayame's temperature erected nipples. The silver-haired male gasped into his delicious mouth, arching his back, and plunging deeper into his stretched opening.
"Oh gods! Ayame!..." Double pleasure washed over him, the estacy from his hit prostrate mixing with the cooling water ricocheting off the shower wall, misting over him, and steaming off. Frantically groping behind him, he turned the nozzle to cold, giving a heavy sigh of relief when his hot, over-sensitized skin beginning to cool. Ayame's sharp gasp wrought a small smirk and he lifted himself up before dropping back down.
The tight tunnel left and slammed back full force, golden eyes snapping wide and a loud groan fleeing from him. "...Ah, oh..uh..Yes!" Kyou did it again. "Yes, just like that kitten." the snake managed to huskily whisper.
The cat moaned, getting a strange pleasure from screwing himself on his older cousin. Suddenly, he grasped Ayame's left wrist and brought his hand to his chest, whimpering in a quiet plea for more contact.
The snake smirked and took Kyou's right nipple between his fingers, pinching lightly before flattening his hand to palm and massaging pectoral muscle in such a way that made the sixteen year old writhe on top of him. They groaned simultaneously, Kyou's hand straining to grip silver hair and pull his face towards his chest.
"Th-That hurt, do something to make it bett- Ohhhh!" His sentence was cut short as Ayame snaked (pun intended) his tongue out and flicked across the very tip of his aroused nipple, he himself arching his back into more contact with the slithering tongue, involuntarily bouncing from his 'seat' on and around Ayame.
Suddenly, the two were flipped, a loud groaning squeak issuing from wet skin on the tub floor.
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Shigure looked above the glasses perched upon his nose, setting his newspaper down as he quirked a brow. Hatori walked through the room, towel around his waist and another smaller one running over his wet hair; he followed his cousin's gaze to the ceiling before they looked at each other.
Hatori smirked. "Seems as though there is some fun going on in the shower again." Just as he walked by Shigure, he was quickly pulled into the dog's lap, towel nearly falling off. Shigure nibbled on his ear, making him suppress a shiver as a hand traveled over his back.
"Why don't we see what kind of noises WE can make?"
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Sharp gasps echoed through the room and Ayame pounded into the orange-haired teen, hips snapping wildly as he hit the cat's prostrate over and over- each time wringing a pleased moan or whimper. Ayame purred at the sounds, groaned at the tight fit, and moaned at the sensations swelling within him, hands striking down to capture Kyou's throbbing erection, pumping it faster and tighter with every thrust.
"Ah, ah, ah! Ayame! Harder!" Demanding was his hoarse voice and he gyrated his hips to meet the onslaught of purely blissful contact. Once again, his sentence had been 'muted' by his voice suddenly raising an octave due to a specific thrust. Ayame had picked up speed, each time nearly pulling all the way out and then slamming back in, more loud squeaking groans emanating from the tub floor as Kyou was pushed back slightly, whimpering in pleasure.
//Just a little more!// the snake screamed to himself, hips managing to gain even more speed as he rode the younger male hard enough to ensure many days of not being able to sit down. //One more time...//
"OH GODS! AYAME!....." Kyou howled at the top of his lungs, gasping with inhuman volume as his entire field of vision was conquered by flashes of white. His head threw back, face buried in his arms as breathless pants racked his sweat-covered body.
Ayame gave one final push, the entire pool of heat raging out of his body and into the small cavern of the teen. His wet locks stuck to both of them as he let out a growling, "...Kyou!..."
Involuntarily, he flopped over upon the still-breathless cousin he still occupied, smiling to himself as a hand combed through his silken tresses. How he ever managed to regain enough strength to pull out was beyond him, but he soon found himself sitting to turn off the water and then pulling Kyou along with him.
Grabbing a couple of towels, he slowly dried his young playmate off, allowing the other to do the same for him before kissing him deeply. Their tongues fought momentarily before the need of air became all too apparent.
They lazily walked toward the door, already being able to hear the noises coming from downstairs, and Ayame chuckled, then hearing an exaggerated yawn behind him. Giving a lust-satisfied glance over his shoulder, he stated, "You had better get some rest; Haru-kun won't let you stay asleep for long."
{Next Chapter: Never Let Sleeping Cats Lie ^ ~}
EPISODE IV: TIC TAC TOE, THREE IN A ROW, AYAME’S HOT AND HEAVY WITH A WET KYOU
Warm hands ran over a cold body, fingers brushing over hardened nipples, making the other gasp and arch into the touch. Words were whispered, managing to get the drugged Sohma heated.
Ayame rubbed his arousal against him, licking his shoulder before asking, “Do you like that?” Kyou nodded vigorously, hands starting to claw the wall. “Does it feel good?” A whimper was his response and he chuckled softly at the feel of the younger male leaning against him. “How about this?”
Kyou bucked his hips violently, feeling his now fully-erect member engulfed by warm hands and moaned out, “Ayaaaameeee…..” His hips jerked, sweat starting to form on his brow despite the constant flow of water.
“Now, move the showerhead down.” With a loud, wet slap to Kyou’s backside, he ground against him. When the cat was too slow, he delivered another slap. The cat hissed, bringing up a shaky hand to tilt the showerhead to where it was pouring on his legs and crotch, groaning lustfully as the snake stroked his abused cheeks.
“That’s better.” Gripping his shoulders, Ayame turned him and dropped to his knees; the thud could probably be heard downstairs. The cat saw him smirk evilly, slightly scaring him yet exciting him as to what was about to happen.
Two hands cupped his ass roughly, making his whole body shake. Ayame grinned up at his younger cousin, quirking his brows as the orange-haired teen’s eyes widened. His grip tightened and he ran his tongue up his knees and thighs to his very erect, nearly-ejaculating sex.
A breath of air was taken in sharply as a hot tongue ran up his elongated member to swirl around the head and over the slit, and he arched his back and thrust his hips out, trying to penetrate that warm mouth. Ayame’s own arousal ached with lust as his mouth fully engulfed it and breathed a hot gust of air.
“Ayame, stop teasing. If you're gonna do it, then do it.”
The snake pulled back and stared. Wet hair snapped against his thighs as Ayame shook his head in a disagreeing manner. His eyes shimmered with a mischievous light as a toothy grin crept onto his face. “I’m not done yet.” Standing, he grabbed hold of Kyou’s shoulders and pressed him against the wall, then pressing his body against the heated teen. “You want this, right?” He kissed him softly at the sign of the slow nod- Kyou was a bit apprehensive about a second encounter. (Which would actually be third seeing as how he and Hatori did that twice.) “Trust me, Kyou-kun.” His kiss became more demanding, his hands roamed further, and their breath became heavier.
The cat felt a bold tongue dance across his and tickled the roof of his mouth, the moisture from the shower making their bodies slide against the other in and erotic motion. Their tongues fought like swords until Ayame’s left to run over his neck and down to his collarbone, the cat gasping with every lick. A loud gasp sprang from the orange-haired male with his nipples were met with a hot, wet, slow tongue and his hands fisted in silver locks as he groaned.
“Good boy, moan like the slave you are.” His smirk appeared as Kyou moaned long and hard, the hands in his hair tightening in force and tan hips starting to grind against him with such vigor he had to stop to catch his breath, resting his head on a lower shoulder before running his tongue over it, eliciting another groan from his cousin. “Move the shower head up now, as far as you are.”
Kyou moaned at the arousing words before straining to move said showerhead as far up as it could go, although Ayame didn’t feel the need to move in order to let him.
After it was moved, Kyou watched as Ayame sat on the tub floor and winked. “Now, get in my lap.”
“Wha-what?!!”
“You heard me. Now move or I’ll slap that ass of yours again.” Kyou was recalling the experiences with both Ayame and Hatori, and he didn’t think his ass could take any more abuse. With that thought, he promptly placed himself in the snake’s lap, each leg on either side of the pale body. “That’s better.” Hands placed themselves on his sides and Ayame began to lift him up. “Remember to relax.”
“Wait! I’m not rea-AH!” The cat nearly screamed bloody murder at the penetration, sealing his eyes shut and resting his head on a pale shoulder. Hot tears formed and rolled down his cheeks as he gasped painfully.
//Shit! He's just like Hatori!// The teen's grip on Ayame's shoulders loosened when he felt soothing hands on his back.
"Shh....Relax and just breathe." The snake felt the tabby slowly relax his muscles and cupped his face, forcing him to look into amber orbs. Thumbing away the last tear, he gently kissed Kyou's petal-soft lips.
Kyou was more than willing to partake in the kiss, hands moving down to pinch hard on Ayame's temperature erected nipples. The silver-haired male gasped into his delicious mouth, arching his back, and plunging deeper into his stretched opening.
"Oh gods! Ayame!..." Double pleasure washed over him, the estacy from his hit prostrate mixing with the cooling water ricocheting off the shower wall, misting over him, and steaming off. Frantically groping behind him, he turned the nozzle to cold, giving a heavy sigh of relief when his hot, over-sensitized skin beginning to cool. Ayame's sharp gasp wrought a small smirk and he lifted himself up before dropping back down.
The tight tunnel left and slammed back full force, golden eyes snapping wide and a loud groan fleeing from him. "...Ah, oh..uh..Yes!" Kyou did it again. "Yes, just like that kitten." the snake managed to huskily whisper.
The cat moaned, getting a strange pleasure from screwing himself on his older cousin. Suddenly, he grasped Ayame's left wrist and brought his hand to his chest, whimpering in a quiet plea for more contact.
The snake smirked and took Kyou's right nipple between his fingers, pinching lightly before flattening his hand to palm and massaging pectoral muscle in such a way that made the sixteen year old writhe on top of him. They groaned simultaneously, Kyou's hand straining to grip silver hair and pull his face towards his chest.
"Th-That hurt, do something to make it bett- Ohhhh!" His sentence was cut short as Ayame snaked (pun intended) his tongue out and flicked across the very tip of his aroused nipple, he himself arching his back into more contact with the slithering tongue, involuntarily bouncing from his 'seat' on and around Ayame.
Suddenly, the two were flipped, a loud groaning squeak issuing from wet skin on the tub floor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*< br />
Shigure looked above the glasses perched upon his nose, setting his newspaper down as he quirked a brow. Hatori walked through the room, towel around his waist and another smaller one running over his wet hair; he followed his cousin's gaze to the ceiling before they looked at each other.
Hatori smirked. "Seems as though there is some fun going on in the shower again." Just as he walked by Shigure, he was quickly pulled into the dog's lap, towel nearly falling off. Shigure nibbled on his ear, making him suppress a shiver as a hand traveled over his back.
"Why don't we see what kind of noises WE can make?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*< br />
Sharp gasps echoed through the room and Ayame pounded into the orange-haired teen, hips snapping wildly as he hit the cat's prostrate over and over- each time wringing a pleased moan or whimper. Ayame purred at the sounds, groaned at the tight fit, and moaned at the sensations swelling within him, hands striking down to capture Kyou's throbbing erection, pumping it faster and tighter with every thrust.
"Ah, ah, ah! Ayame! Harder!" Demanding was his hoarse voice and he gyrated his hips to meet the onslaught of purely blissful contact. Once again, his sentence had been 'muted' by his voice suddenly raising an octave due to a specific thrust. Ayame had picked up speed, each time nearly pulling all the way out and then slamming back in, more loud squeaking groans emanating from the tub floor as Kyou was pushed back slightly, whimpering in pleasure.
//Just a little more!// the snake screamed to himself, hips managing to gain even more speed as he rode the younger male hard enough to ensure many days of not being able to sit down. //One more time...//
"OH GODS! AYAME!....." Kyou howled at the top of his lungs, gasping with inhuman volume as his entire field of vision was conquered by flashes of white. His head threw back, face buried in his arms as breathless pants racked his sweat-covered body.
Ayame gave one final push, the entire pool of heat raging out of his body and into the small cavern of the teen. His wet locks stuck to both of them as he let out a growling, "...Kyou!..."
Involuntarily, he flopped over upon the still-breathless cousin he still occupied, smiling to himself as a hand combed through his silken tresses. How he ever managed to regain enough strength to pull out was beyond him, but he soon found himself sitting to turn off the water and then pulling Kyou along with him.
Grabbing a couple of towels, he slowly dried his young playmate off, allowing the other to do the same for him before kissing him deeply. Their tongues fought momentarily before the need of air became all too apparent.
They lazily walked toward the door, already being able to hear the noises coming from downstairs, and Ayame chuckled, then hearing an exaggerated yawn behind him. Giving a lust-satisfied glance over his shoulder, he stated, "You had better get some rest; Haru-kun won't let you stay asleep for long."
{Next Chapter: Never Let Sleeping Cats Lie ^ ~}