Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ And Then They ❯ Double Double, Toil and Trouble, Into the Bed With Kyou-Kun We Tumble ( Chapter 6 )
[ 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: 08.01.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.01.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
Black Hylia: Geez! That took a long time to post this!
Sanzo: And why- because you are an idiot.
*Kougaiji appears out of nowhere and glomps Black Hylia*
Kougaiji: But at least she got it done before anyone got TOO upset! *Is still smothering Black Hylia with hugs.*
Sanzo: You're gonna make her pass out again. Then it'll be MY job to drag her body back to her room and...... On second thought- make her pass out.
Kougaiji: I smell a sadist! !
Black Hylia: READ THIS... (Just in case you people like to skip over these disclaimers) This scene if very closely compared to Keir's How We Are, How We Were (Is that the correct oder?) And I am soooooo sorry; I didn't mean for it to be. I was a MAJOR fluke. I did NOT steal her material, it's just our chapters kinda look alike. I know it sounds like a lame excuse, but that's really what happened.
Sanzo: So much so that she's thinking about making some alterations to it.
Kougaiji: Yeah! Anyways, enough ranting. Perhaps we had better start the episode....
*Sanzo and Black Hylia nod*
Kougaiji: Here we go! Episode-ho! *Grabs remote and presses play* Annnnnnd start!
AND THEN THEY EPISODE VI: DOUBLE DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE, INTO THE BED WITH KYOU WE TUMBLE.
Crimson eyes fluttered open, coming into focus only to find a black and white haired male straddling his legs. Normally, he would have screamed to high Heaven for him to get off, but at the moment he just didn't seem up to it. (Perhaps he's still tired from Ayame?) Actually keeping his temper in check for once, he gave a truly genuine smile. It was so rare and so warm that the cow was simply compelled to kiss those smiling lips.
It was slow and gentle and Kyou wrapped his arms around a pale neck to deepen the kiss. Or at least he would have had he not snapped back against the bed. His eyes widened and he pulled from the kiss, staring into twinkling gray eyes.
"Haru, what are you doing?" A small hint of fear ran through his voice and he received another kiss, but jerked his head away with a growl. "Untie me, you bastard!"
"Mmm, no- I don't think so." He chuckled as his lover's eyes bulged. "I think I rather like you like this: chained up, flat on your back, body just begging to be played with..." A rouge tongue flicked across his suddenly dry lips. "So many things to do to you...."
Now the cat began to struggle, lashing from side to side and straining at his bonds in a feeble attempt at freedom. He was being ridden like a bucking bronco, Hatsuharu having to cling to him to prevent being thrown off. The fight didn't last long, however, as Kyou's energy soon wore down. Whether he was still tired or slowly getting into the role, we'll never know- but as it was, the cat was no longer fighting against the chains.
"Glad you see it's no use; not even Yuki could get out of these."
"I'm gonna pretend like you didn't say that."
Shrugging, the cow crawled off the pinned feline and scooted back over to his bag, pulling it off the ground. The massive rattling coming from within the bag more than a slightly frightened the tabby; he had been with Hatsuharu many times before- both Black and White- but he never resorted to THIS.
"Don't look so scared, Koi; we're going to have fun... I've brought toys."
Paling the cat shouted, "Yeah and I'll bet you think these handcuffs are toys too!!" More thrashing ensued as another futile attempt at escape was made.
The younger Sohma stared at the ceiling as if looking for an answer, then turned back to his chained lover and smirked.
"Actually, I do. They're fun and oh so sexy on you... So let's begin, shall we?"
"Haru! I'm warning y-" Before he realized it, his mouth was invaded by a ball gag and his fighting returned tenfold. This meant that the other wasn't in the mood for 'slow'. Kyou was anything but pleased as he continued with his thrashing mode, once again nearly sending his captor airborne.
"Calm down or I'll have to give you a sedative." A deep smirk spread across his face which always meant trouble. "Of course,.... I could just skip the sedating and call Shigure and Ayame up here- I know they'd just LOVE to see you strapped up like this."
"Ou oo ou i." Came the muffled voice which meant to say 'You do, you die.' but was currently incoherent due to his current gagging foe. He knew anymore fighting would just make him sore, so he chose to forego any further physical protesting. Not as if he were in any position to be barking orders as he was currently nude and handcuffed to his bed with a bondage gag in his mouth. Hatsuharu was clearly in control, but he didn't have to like it.
All morbid thoughts escaped as soon as they were thought when a wet tongue slid down his neck, kisses trailing after, and more than one love bite imprinted in his soft skin. Successfully stifling his moan proved to be ill-advised as his nipples were pinched hard, wringing a half gasp half hiss from his lips.
"Aw, did I hurt the poor kitty?" Hatsuharu joked, cocking a brow. Kyou merely gave him a 'Damn right you did!' glare and he chuckled. "Want me to do something about it?"
Although muffled, a submissive sigh nevertheless ran from his mouth and he closed his eyes in preparation for what he knew would be an onslaught. Suddenly, a hot, wet tongue flicked across his burning nipples and he gasped, arching his back. His teeth tightened their clamp on the gag as he groaned, hips beginning to buck as that tongue slid over his chest, lips kissing, teeth nipping almost painfully yet so erotically that he threw his head back further into the pillows with a gasp. Managing to catch his breath, he drew a leg up and rubbed it gently across Hatsuharu's very present, clothed erection, the cow moaning and tilting his head back. He made a move to repeat the action, but both of his calves were grasped, reprimanding him.
"No, no, no. If you keep that up, I'll take you right now..."
//That's what I want, you bastard!//
"I think we might have to chain up your legs too." Reaching around for two more sets of handcuffs, he turned on the tabby's legs and swiftly shackled both ankles to the bottom posts at the foot of the bed.
Kyou wasn't sure why, but he began to strive to be released again. Seeing that it was in all ways possible hopeless, he 'relaxed' back against the bed. Hatsuharu's arm vanished beside the bed and he began to get nervous and excited all the same. An orange brow quirked up at the sight of a small ring of leather with an even smaller bell attached. Then his crimson eyes flew wide open as he realized just what the younger male was holding.
"Know what this is, kitten?" the white and black haired teen inquired as he dangled it in front of his face. "That's right, a cock collar." More laughing was heard as ONCE AGAIN the cat struggled, wriggling helplessly against him. "It's even got a bell, just for you. So now every time you try to make me think I'm not having any effect on you- the bell will tell me the truth." He grasped Kyou's semi-erect member, nails slightly trailing over the sensitized skin, and slowly (Veeeeery slowly) began placing the collar around it. The orange-haired teenager moaned, closing his eyes, and throwing his head back against the pillows.
Hatsuharu laughed deeply. "Like that?" His hand returned and pumped Kyou's now fully-erect sex, loving the way he would moaned and gasp, arch his back and buck his hips. Torture was indeed fun. Seeing he was almost to the point of release, he relinquished him; but not without a disappointed groan from Kyou, of course.
"Now don't get all fussy; I'll come back to it later." Once again his arm vanished and retreated from the side of the bed. In his hand, he held a can- but of what, Kyou was not sure. "I think you're gonna like this." Shaking the mysterious can vigorously, he opened it and sprayed the contents onto the older Sohma's chest.
Kyou yipped at the feeling of a cold, wet, creamy substance spurting onto him, making his already hardened nipples now painfully hard.
"What's the matter- too cold for you?" Rants flew from the other in response, most likely screaming something along the lines of it being too cold and he killing Hatsuharu whenever he got the chance. "Well, then maybe this will help."
He slowly dragged his tongue over the toned plains of Kyou's chest, making him writhe underneath the slippery onslaught. Moaning against the gag, Kyou managed to buck his hips up to meet the still-clothed crotch of the other, causing him to stop momentarily in his ministrations to rub himself against the open-aired member. The bell upon the collar waged a musical war, jingling violently as the cat's member stood hard.
"aruuu......" The cow couldn't help but chuckle at the limited range of speaking the gag was producing for the cat- his name coming out mangled. Although, now wasn't the time to be finding words amusing, and that was very apparent as Kyou glowered full force at him. Regaining his composure, he proceeded to lick of the remaining cream.
Maroon crimson eyes shut tight, Kyou arching his back again which was beginning to get sore from so much movement. The jingling echoing through the room and he felt himself flush with embarrassment. He gasped loudly and quite clearly as that wonderfully skilled tongue licked across his abdominal muscles, flickering in his naval which made him slightly giggle. His breath hitched as a painful pressure suddenly gripped his chest. Snapping his eyes wide, he gazed down at the two black clamps upon his nipples.
//Damn Haru gets more twisted by the second!//
Despite his mental growling, his arousal twitched to an even more hardened state and he knew he was going to lose it if something wasn't done soon.
Gray eyes met his with insatiably lust-filled stare. "Sexy, just sexy. Kitten, I think I'm gonna do stuff like this from now on...." He smirked when the older male groaned, both imagining what other far worse things would be inspired from this. "Something wrong? You seem upset. Do you want me to stop?"
Kyou shook his head almost violently and the cow smirked again, tracing the muscles of his thighs with his fingertips.
"I didn't think so. Now then, why don't we take care of this problem you're having?"
Scooting to the very end of the bed, Hatsuharu got on all fours, settling himself between bronze legs. Kyou just stared down at him, giving a silent plea to be quick.
"The faster you come, the faster I'll be inside of you."
A familiar warmth wrapped itself around his aching member and he nearly screamed, sealing shut his eyes and turning his head away. Lips sucked delicately upon the velvety head, taking away a few premature drops of salty liquid. Then he took it fully into his mouth, sucking hard, having Kyou writhing underneath him in such a way that his lust tripled. A free hand found its way up to the orange-haired teen's testicles. All his movements rendered sharp gasps or airy moans to flee from his lover's lips and he almost couldn't take it.
One more suck and Kyou saw flashes of light. His seed shot into Hatsuharu's welcoming mouth and the younger Sohma swallowed wholeheartedly, ironically humming a soft tune while he made to clean off the excess liquid.
//He's humming 'Whistle While You work'???? Oh this is just sick and twisted!....//
"Mmm, you taste good, kitten...." He wiped the corner of his mouth with his wrist and licked his lips, that same twinkle in his eyes as he always got when they made love.
//This isn't making love- this is gothic sex.... not that I'm complaining...//
"Now then, time to remove these cuffs of yours."
Kyou sighed heavily when he felt the pain in his wrists and ankles begin to subside and he immediately sat up, rubbing his sore wrists with a glare at his lover.
Hatsuharu grinned, placing a hand over his own throbbing and confined sex. "You know you liked it, you're as kinky as I am." The orange-haired teen was about to removed his gag to protest clearly, but was stopped with a quick, "Leave it. You're hot like this." He knew that as soon as that gag did come off, he was going to get some rap about how he doesn't think he's hot all the time, so he figured it best to save time right now. "Not hot-ER, just hot.. I just meant.."
Kyou rolled his eyes and flipped onto his back, propping himself on all fours and positioning his ass in the younger male's direction. The cat obviously wasn't in the mood for explanations, not with his sex hard again and needing to find release.
"One second." With that Hatsuharu leaned over the side of the bed, nearly falling off in the process. Honestly, he wondered why he didn't just set all the stuff on the bed to begin with. He managed a none-too-graceful flop back up on the bed and brought in to view a seven-inch purple vibrator.
Kyou briefly wondered what the other was up to, for he had not bothered to look back. All thoughts were set packing as he felt something hard and cold press into his entrance. He shuddered and threw a glance over his shoulder at a still-smirking teenager.
"Just wait." Hatsuharu pressed his thumb onto the button and instantaneously heard Kyou scream. Quick responses...
Kyou felt his entire body tremble as the object inside him vibrated against his prostrate, blurring his vision with such pleasure he thought he would die. Sweaty orange hair stuck to his forehead and he gripped the sheets with such force that his knuckles were taking on a shade of white. A body reclined over his back and a hot breath flowed into his ear.
"You like that, don't you...." It was a mocking tone but all he could seem to do was nod and whimper. Suddenly a hand wrapped around his elongated member, pumping him in time to the motions of the vibrator. A loud yell rang through the entire house- no doubt waking the dragon and dog sleeping downstairs.
"Haru...!!" His hips rocked back to meet the slow insertion, the hand around his arousal gripping tighter, pumping faster while another hand went to his testicles, fondling and groping as Hatsuharu pleased and Kyou could do nothing but gasp.
Hatsuharu grinned evilly as he watched his seemingly intoxicated lover writhe underneath him, bending his body forward to ever so lightly brush his nipples against the feather-soft sheets, groaning at the contact.
Stopping in mid stroke, butt hung in the air, the tabby threw a flustered look over his shoulder. "Get on with it, you bastard!!"
Hatsuharu couldn't help but laugh at the sudden outburst. It wasn't that Kyou was trying to be ill-tempered, he always got this way when the cow teased him mercilessly like this; it was just one more thing to add to the list of 'Things To Do To Piss Off Kyou.' and it was working damn well.
Pulling out the vibrator, he gently set it aside for later use and averted his attention back to his panting love. He smirked and stretched back over the bronzed Sohma, erected self prodding at that tight pucker of flesh at the orange-haired teen's firm rear. Kyou's head immediately snapped back and he felt that now familiar sensation pooling in groin beginning to overflow, managing to stifle his groan.
"If you're gonna do it, then do it already...."
"Patience, kitten. I wouldn't want to harm this lovely backside of yours." he almost purred, cupping the cat's ass and squeezing.
The cat nodded and then his eyes slid shut as he rocked forward. Suddenly, a cold sensation hit and he yipped, nearly throwing himself off the bed along with Hatsuharu. His body shuddered as the cow traced his opening slowly before delving one finger, and then another in. Rocking back, Kyou impaled himself further onto the digits, trying desperately to make them reach his most sensitive spot. The fingers, in an instant, pulled away, and the tabby heard himself whimper at the loss of contact only to groan as something considerably larger entered him in a fevered hurry.
Hatsuharu delved deep into the heated sphincter, Kyou screaming and clutching ever tighter at the sheets.
"It's all right, kitten." His voice was soothing, as if suddenly his white form had gone even softer. After a moment, Kyou began to rocked against him and he inquired around a husky moan, "You ready?"
"Might as well be. Ah....!" The hard length pressed in deeper, filling him to the hilt with a soft moan from the top participant. "Haru...."
"Shh."
He gripped the cat's tanned hips and started a languorous rhythm, slowly rocking back and forth, driving his sex to find that one place in the cat that he knew would have him screaming his name and begging for more.
It's right about.....
"Gods! Haru!!" His inner walls tightened around Hatsuharu's length, making both moan. Kyou rolled his hips back to further impale himself on the probing appendage. That bell never once ceased its music, jingling its tune for all to hear as the white and black haired teenager began to pound into him, bruise-force gripping his hips as he drove him to the brink of insanity.
"Ah, ah, ah! Oh gods! Haru!!" He had to brace himself upon the bed, the sheer force of the cow's thrusts nearly sending him into the headboard. Another gasp fled from him as those hands returned to his nearly-ejaculating length.
"Let's...get rid of..this." He spoke each word while delivering a thrust, hands retrieving the cock collar and throwing it to the side, driving in harder and faster, gasping.
"Ah, oh Kyou!"
"...Haru...."
Hips snapping erratically, both screamed at the top of their lungs as their climaxes raced over them in an energy-draining, mouth-drying, completely and utterly pleasure-invoked ambrosia.
"OH KYOU!!" He came, juices spilling into his lust-soaked lover with another scream.
"HATSUHARU!!" His seed shot out onto the bed, staining the sheets as he fell over, completely exhausted.
After many minutes of panting, Hatsuharu slowly climbed over the older cousin, resting his head on the still heaving chest and nuzzling into the soft skin. Kyou's arms slowly, yet strongly wrapped around him and soft lips gently kissed the top of his head.
"Maybe September isn't so bad after all...."
[A/N: How, I wonder, did Kyou get out of the gag....? And stupid little Kyou, gothic sex would involve MUCH more than just what was there... I'll bet you're wondering why I didn't just change it instead of talking to myself? I'm just that cool.
Sanzo: More like 'lazy.'
BLack Hylia: Shut up. Any-ways! Next chapter: Speech Time! See you soon... Maybe?]
Sanzo: And why- because you are an idiot.
*Kougaiji appears out of nowhere and glomps Black Hylia*
Kougaiji: But at least she got it done before anyone got TOO upset! *Is still smothering Black Hylia with hugs.*
Sanzo: You're gonna make her pass out again. Then it'll be MY job to drag her body back to her room and...... On second thought- make her pass out.
Kougaiji: I smell a sadist! !
Black Hylia: READ THIS... (Just in case you people like to skip over these disclaimers) This scene if very closely compared to Keir's How We Are, How We Were (Is that the correct oder?) And I am soooooo sorry; I didn't mean for it to be. I was a MAJOR fluke. I did NOT steal her material, it's just our chapters kinda look alike. I know it sounds like a lame excuse, but that's really what happened.
Sanzo: So much so that she's thinking about making some alterations to it.
Kougaiji: Yeah! Anyways, enough ranting. Perhaps we had better start the episode....
*Sanzo and Black Hylia nod*
Kougaiji: Here we go! Episode-ho! *Grabs remote and presses play* Annnnnnd start!
AND THEN THEY EPISODE VI: DOUBLE DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE, INTO THE BED WITH KYOU WE TUMBLE.
Crimson eyes fluttered open, coming into focus only to find a black and white haired male straddling his legs. Normally, he would have screamed to high Heaven for him to get off, but at the moment he just didn't seem up to it. (Perhaps he's still tired from Ayame?) Actually keeping his temper in check for once, he gave a truly genuine smile. It was so rare and so warm that the cow was simply compelled to kiss those smiling lips.
It was slow and gentle and Kyou wrapped his arms around a pale neck to deepen the kiss. Or at least he would have had he not snapped back against the bed. His eyes widened and he pulled from the kiss, staring into twinkling gray eyes.
"Haru, what are you doing?" A small hint of fear ran through his voice and he received another kiss, but jerked his head away with a growl. "Untie me, you bastard!"
"Mmm, no- I don't think so." He chuckled as his lover's eyes bulged. "I think I rather like you like this: chained up, flat on your back, body just begging to be played with..." A rouge tongue flicked across his suddenly dry lips. "So many things to do to you...."
Now the cat began to struggle, lashing from side to side and straining at his bonds in a feeble attempt at freedom. He was being ridden like a bucking bronco, Hatsuharu having to cling to him to prevent being thrown off. The fight didn't last long, however, as Kyou's energy soon wore down. Whether he was still tired or slowly getting into the role, we'll never know- but as it was, the cat was no longer fighting against the chains.
"Glad you see it's no use; not even Yuki could get out of these."
"I'm gonna pretend like you didn't say that."
Shrugging, the cow crawled off the pinned feline and scooted back over to his bag, pulling it off the ground. The massive rattling coming from within the bag more than a slightly frightened the tabby; he had been with Hatsuharu many times before- both Black and White- but he never resorted to THIS.
"Don't look so scared, Koi; we're going to have fun... I've brought toys."
Paling the cat shouted, "Yeah and I'll bet you think these handcuffs are toys too!!" More thrashing ensued as another futile attempt at escape was made.
The younger Sohma stared at the ceiling as if looking for an answer, then turned back to his chained lover and smirked.
"Actually, I do. They're fun and oh so sexy on you... So let's begin, shall we?"
"Haru! I'm warning y-" Before he realized it, his mouth was invaded by a ball gag and his fighting returned tenfold. This meant that the other wasn't in the mood for 'slow'. Kyou was anything but pleased as he continued with his thrashing mode, once again nearly sending his captor airborne.
"Calm down or I'll have to give you a sedative." A deep smirk spread across his face which always meant trouble. "Of course,.... I could just skip the sedating and call Shigure and Ayame up here- I know they'd just LOVE to see you strapped up like this."
"Ou oo ou i." Came the muffled voice which meant to say 'You do, you die.' but was currently incoherent due to his current gagging foe. He knew anymore fighting would just make him sore, so he chose to forego any further physical protesting. Not as if he were in any position to be barking orders as he was currently nude and handcuffed to his bed with a bondage gag in his mouth. Hatsuharu was clearly in control, but he didn't have to like it.
All morbid thoughts escaped as soon as they were thought when a wet tongue slid down his neck, kisses trailing after, and more than one love bite imprinted in his soft skin. Successfully stifling his moan proved to be ill-advised as his nipples were pinched hard, wringing a half gasp half hiss from his lips.
"Aw, did I hurt the poor kitty?" Hatsuharu joked, cocking a brow. Kyou merely gave him a 'Damn right you did!' glare and he chuckled. "Want me to do something about it?"
Although muffled, a submissive sigh nevertheless ran from his mouth and he closed his eyes in preparation for what he knew would be an onslaught. Suddenly, a hot, wet tongue flicked across his burning nipples and he gasped, arching his back. His teeth tightened their clamp on the gag as he groaned, hips beginning to buck as that tongue slid over his chest, lips kissing, teeth nipping almost painfully yet so erotically that he threw his head back further into the pillows with a gasp. Managing to catch his breath, he drew a leg up and rubbed it gently across Hatsuharu's very present, clothed erection, the cow moaning and tilting his head back. He made a move to repeat the action, but both of his calves were grasped, reprimanding him.
"No, no, no. If you keep that up, I'll take you right now..."
//That's what I want, you bastard!//
"I think we might have to chain up your legs too." Reaching around for two more sets of handcuffs, he turned on the tabby's legs and swiftly shackled both ankles to the bottom posts at the foot of the bed.
Kyou wasn't sure why, but he began to strive to be released again. Seeing that it was in all ways possible hopeless, he 'relaxed' back against the bed. Hatsuharu's arm vanished beside the bed and he began to get nervous and excited all the same. An orange brow quirked up at the sight of a small ring of leather with an even smaller bell attached. Then his crimson eyes flew wide open as he realized just what the younger male was holding.
"Know what this is, kitten?" the white and black haired teen inquired as he dangled it in front of his face. "That's right, a cock collar." More laughing was heard as ONCE AGAIN the cat struggled, wriggling helplessly against him. "It's even got a bell, just for you. So now every time you try to make me think I'm not having any effect on you- the bell will tell me the truth." He grasped Kyou's semi-erect member, nails slightly trailing over the sensitized skin, and slowly (Veeeeery slowly) began placing the collar around it. The orange-haired teenager moaned, closing his eyes, and throwing his head back against the pillows.
Hatsuharu laughed deeply. "Like that?" His hand returned and pumped Kyou's now fully-erect sex, loving the way he would moaned and gasp, arch his back and buck his hips. Torture was indeed fun. Seeing he was almost to the point of release, he relinquished him; but not without a disappointed groan from Kyou, of course.
"Now don't get all fussy; I'll come back to it later." Once again his arm vanished and retreated from the side of the bed. In his hand, he held a can- but of what, Kyou was not sure. "I think you're gonna like this." Shaking the mysterious can vigorously, he opened it and sprayed the contents onto the older Sohma's chest.
Kyou yipped at the feeling of a cold, wet, creamy substance spurting onto him, making his already hardened nipples now painfully hard.
"What's the matter- too cold for you?" Rants flew from the other in response, most likely screaming something along the lines of it being too cold and he killing Hatsuharu whenever he got the chance. "Well, then maybe this will help."
He slowly dragged his tongue over the toned plains of Kyou's chest, making him writhe underneath the slippery onslaught. Moaning against the gag, Kyou managed to buck his hips up to meet the still-clothed crotch of the other, causing him to stop momentarily in his ministrations to rub himself against the open-aired member. The bell upon the collar waged a musical war, jingling violently as the cat's member stood hard.
"aruuu......" The cow couldn't help but chuckle at the limited range of speaking the gag was producing for the cat- his name coming out mangled. Although, now wasn't the time to be finding words amusing, and that was very apparent as Kyou glowered full force at him. Regaining his composure, he proceeded to lick of the remaining cream.
Maroon crimson eyes shut tight, Kyou arching his back again which was beginning to get sore from so much movement. The jingling echoing through the room and he felt himself flush with embarrassment. He gasped loudly and quite clearly as that wonderfully skilled tongue licked across his abdominal muscles, flickering in his naval which made him slightly giggle. His breath hitched as a painful pressure suddenly gripped his chest. Snapping his eyes wide, he gazed down at the two black clamps upon his nipples.
//Damn Haru gets more twisted by the second!//
Despite his mental growling, his arousal twitched to an even more hardened state and he knew he was going to lose it if something wasn't done soon.
Gray eyes met his with insatiably lust-filled stare. "Sexy, just sexy. Kitten, I think I'm gonna do stuff like this from now on...." He smirked when the older male groaned, both imagining what other far worse things would be inspired from this. "Something wrong? You seem upset. Do you want me to stop?"
Kyou shook his head almost violently and the cow smirked again, tracing the muscles of his thighs with his fingertips.
"I didn't think so. Now then, why don't we take care of this problem you're having?"
Scooting to the very end of the bed, Hatsuharu got on all fours, settling himself between bronze legs. Kyou just stared down at him, giving a silent plea to be quick.
"The faster you come, the faster I'll be inside of you."
A familiar warmth wrapped itself around his aching member and he nearly screamed, sealing shut his eyes and turning his head away. Lips sucked delicately upon the velvety head, taking away a few premature drops of salty liquid. Then he took it fully into his mouth, sucking hard, having Kyou writhing underneath him in such a way that his lust tripled. A free hand found its way up to the orange-haired teen's testicles. All his movements rendered sharp gasps or airy moans to flee from his lover's lips and he almost couldn't take it.
One more suck and Kyou saw flashes of light. His seed shot into Hatsuharu's welcoming mouth and the younger Sohma swallowed wholeheartedly, ironically humming a soft tune while he made to clean off the excess liquid.
//He's humming 'Whistle While You work'???? Oh this is just sick and twisted!....//
"Mmm, you taste good, kitten...." He wiped the corner of his mouth with his wrist and licked his lips, that same twinkle in his eyes as he always got when they made love.
//This isn't making love- this is gothic sex.... not that I'm complaining...//
"Now then, time to remove these cuffs of yours."
Kyou sighed heavily when he felt the pain in his wrists and ankles begin to subside and he immediately sat up, rubbing his sore wrists with a glare at his lover.
Hatsuharu grinned, placing a hand over his own throbbing and confined sex. "You know you liked it, you're as kinky as I am." The orange-haired teen was about to removed his gag to protest clearly, but was stopped with a quick, "Leave it. You're hot like this." He knew that as soon as that gag did come off, he was going to get some rap about how he doesn't think he's hot all the time, so he figured it best to save time right now. "Not hot-ER, just hot.. I just meant.."
Kyou rolled his eyes and flipped onto his back, propping himself on all fours and positioning his ass in the younger male's direction. The cat obviously wasn't in the mood for explanations, not with his sex hard again and needing to find release.
"One second." With that Hatsuharu leaned over the side of the bed, nearly falling off in the process. Honestly, he wondered why he didn't just set all the stuff on the bed to begin with. He managed a none-too-graceful flop back up on the bed and brought in to view a seven-inch purple vibrator.
Kyou briefly wondered what the other was up to, for he had not bothered to look back. All thoughts were set packing as he felt something hard and cold press into his entrance. He shuddered and threw a glance over his shoulder at a still-smirking teenager.
"Just wait." Hatsuharu pressed his thumb onto the button and instantaneously heard Kyou scream. Quick responses...
Kyou felt his entire body tremble as the object inside him vibrated against his prostrate, blurring his vision with such pleasure he thought he would die. Sweaty orange hair stuck to his forehead and he gripped the sheets with such force that his knuckles were taking on a shade of white. A body reclined over his back and a hot breath flowed into his ear.
"You like that, don't you...." It was a mocking tone but all he could seem to do was nod and whimper. Suddenly a hand wrapped around his elongated member, pumping him in time to the motions of the vibrator. A loud yell rang through the entire house- no doubt waking the dragon and dog sleeping downstairs.
"Haru...!!" His hips rocked back to meet the slow insertion, the hand around his arousal gripping tighter, pumping faster while another hand went to his testicles, fondling and groping as Hatsuharu pleased and Kyou could do nothing but gasp.
Hatsuharu grinned evilly as he watched his seemingly intoxicated lover writhe underneath him, bending his body forward to ever so lightly brush his nipples against the feather-soft sheets, groaning at the contact.
Stopping in mid stroke, butt hung in the air, the tabby threw a flustered look over his shoulder. "Get on with it, you bastard!!"
Hatsuharu couldn't help but laugh at the sudden outburst. It wasn't that Kyou was trying to be ill-tempered, he always got this way when the cow teased him mercilessly like this; it was just one more thing to add to the list of 'Things To Do To Piss Off Kyou.' and it was working damn well.
Pulling out the vibrator, he gently set it aside for later use and averted his attention back to his panting love. He smirked and stretched back over the bronzed Sohma, erected self prodding at that tight pucker of flesh at the orange-haired teen's firm rear. Kyou's head immediately snapped back and he felt that now familiar sensation pooling in groin beginning to overflow, managing to stifle his groan.
"If you're gonna do it, then do it already...."
"Patience, kitten. I wouldn't want to harm this lovely backside of yours." he almost purred, cupping the cat's ass and squeezing.
The cat nodded and then his eyes slid shut as he rocked forward. Suddenly, a cold sensation hit and he yipped, nearly throwing himself off the bed along with Hatsuharu. His body shuddered as the cow traced his opening slowly before delving one finger, and then another in. Rocking back, Kyou impaled himself further onto the digits, trying desperately to make them reach his most sensitive spot. The fingers, in an instant, pulled away, and the tabby heard himself whimper at the loss of contact only to groan as something considerably larger entered him in a fevered hurry.
Hatsuharu delved deep into the heated sphincter, Kyou screaming and clutching ever tighter at the sheets.
"It's all right, kitten." His voice was soothing, as if suddenly his white form had gone even softer. After a moment, Kyou began to rocked against him and he inquired around a husky moan, "You ready?"
"Might as well be. Ah....!" The hard length pressed in deeper, filling him to the hilt with a soft moan from the top participant. "Haru...."
"Shh."
He gripped the cat's tanned hips and started a languorous rhythm, slowly rocking back and forth, driving his sex to find that one place in the cat that he knew would have him screaming his name and begging for more.
It's right about.....
"Gods! Haru!!" His inner walls tightened around Hatsuharu's length, making both moan. Kyou rolled his hips back to further impale himself on the probing appendage. That bell never once ceased its music, jingling its tune for all to hear as the white and black haired teenager began to pound into him, bruise-force gripping his hips as he drove him to the brink of insanity.
"Ah, ah, ah! Oh gods! Haru!!" He had to brace himself upon the bed, the sheer force of the cow's thrusts nearly sending him into the headboard. Another gasp fled from him as those hands returned to his nearly-ejaculating length.
"Let's...get rid of..this." He spoke each word while delivering a thrust, hands retrieving the cock collar and throwing it to the side, driving in harder and faster, gasping.
"Ah, oh Kyou!"
"...Haru...."
Hips snapping erratically, both screamed at the top of their lungs as their climaxes raced over them in an energy-draining, mouth-drying, completely and utterly pleasure-invoked ambrosia.
"OH KYOU!!" He came, juices spilling into his lust-soaked lover with another scream.
"HATSUHARU!!" His seed shot out onto the bed, staining the sheets as he fell over, completely exhausted.
After many minutes of panting, Hatsuharu slowly climbed over the older cousin, resting his head on the still heaving chest and nuzzling into the soft skin. Kyou's arms slowly, yet strongly wrapped around him and soft lips gently kissed the top of his head.
"Maybe September isn't so bad after all...."
[A/N: How, I wonder, did Kyou get out of the gag....? And stupid little Kyou, gothic sex would involve MUCH more than just what was there... I'll bet you're wondering why I didn't just change it instead of talking to myself? I'm just that cool.
Sanzo: More like 'lazy.'
BLack Hylia: Shut up. Any-ways! Next chapter: Speech Time! See you soon... Maybe?]