Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Assistance ❯ Assistance ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Assistance

Notes: My first Fruit Basket fic with citrus content. Enjoy!

"I see London. I see France. I see Mine's..." a voice behind her mused softly, while a curious hand slipped underneath a stiff and frilly skirt. A delicious sensation rolled down her spine as long slender fingers lightly ghosted over an exposed thigh.

With both feet planted on the bottom rungs of the ladder, she couldn't very well turn around and walk away even if she wanted to. So instead a small hand slapped the offending wrist, which withdrew with a small `yelp'.

"Ouch! Mine-chan you're so mean!" the voice whined.

Glancing over her right shoulder the woman bedecked in a French maid uniform, which was crafted by the pouting master himself, spared him a look of sympathy.

"I am not being `mean' Ayame-san. I just don't think we should be playing around back here when our new assistant is behind the counter. The door's wide open so if we were to…"

Ayame waved her budding excuse away, " Lair, lair. Ritsu won't catch us."

"I…I don't know," Mine began, her pale cheeks flushing a dark pink.

"Mine-chan you're blushing!" Ayame teased, his golden eyes flashing with mirth.

"I am not!" Mine protested, only to have the color intensify as the hand returned to tickle up her leg.

"Oh but you are," Ayame countered as his open hand delivered a quick `smack' to her bottom, causing a small `squeak' to erupt from parted lips.

"Ayame-san, don't. He'll see us…" Mine tried to protest, but it was becoming harder to deny those graceful fingers.

"Then let him see," Ayame stated as his finger reached the outline of Mine's panties. Teasingly Ayame tugged on the string attaching the racy undergarment to Mine's hip, releasing it with a slight `snap'.

"Ow!" Mine exclaimed, the strap of her underwear actually smarting the tender skin.

With a small grin Ayame looked up at Mine, " Now we're even."

"I hadn't meant to slap your hand that hard, boss," the assistant replied sounding genuinely apologetic.

Ayame didn't reply, at least not verbally. Mine let out a gasp as the once inquiring fingers slowly slid down the straps of her underwear. Over her hips, down the thighs, only to decent around her ankles. Mine looked down in shock at the lace black fabric which rested at her shoes.

Her bared bottom felt a cool breeze from the air conditioner, but in contrast to the cold Mine felt heat pool between her legs, which intensified as those damn fingers came back.

Very lightly the fingers brushed against her thigh, carefully climbing further, inch by inch coming closer to…

"Ayame-san!" a voice from the front of the store called out, the tone carrying a hint of panic.

Mine roughly jerked her head to see if the owner of the voice was standing at the doorway, a slight thrill rushing through her body at the mere thought of their new assistant catching them. For what it was worth, Mine did feel relieved when no one was standing in the doorway, and in the next moment she mourned the loss of Ayame's fingers as he left to find out what Ritsu wanted.

Left alone Mine was given a choice. She could step down from the ladder, pull up her panties and just go about her business, or she could…

But then Ayame returned, actually he merely stood in the doorway. Mine openly stared at him. His form slender like a willow tree, the long Chinese styled coat with its striking silver and blue silk looked wonderful on him. Long white hair spilled down his back, a face that was almost `too pretty' to considered a male's countenance, and those eyes. Oh those gorgeous golden eyes, which Mine could swear would hypnotize if she gazed into them for too long.

Mine's lips moved, "Ayame-san is so beautiful," she whispered.

A small chuckle came from the man in question, "Why thank you Mine-chan. Now…where were we exactly?"

Mine bit her lip as heat flushed not only her face but poured into her core as well, causing the legs securely placed on the ladder to shift slightly.

Ayame's eyes widened slightly, snapping his fingers before approaching the ladder, "Now I remember!"

Mine found herself trying to silence a moan of anticipation, her fingers grasping tightly to the ladder rung as Ayame approached with the lithe grace of a slinking serpent.

However if the assistant was expecting him to slide his hands under her skirt again…she was sorely mistaken. Instead Ayame's hands moved to hold the ladder.

"I was going to help you get those boxes down," Ayame replied brightly.

Mine's expression faltered into a look of bemusement. At first she wondered if what happened seconds ago had been some sort of perverse day dream. A quick glance at the black lace panties at her feet told otherwise, but if all of this was real then why was he…

"Ayame-san, I've got the boxes. Where do you want me to put them?" Ritsu came stumbling into the room carrying an arm load of empty cardboard boxes, which were stacked high from his arms to just a hair above his head. However to Mine it didn't matter if Ritsu had walked in wearing a blindfold; he was still in the room.

Mine gasped, `Oh my god! He can see that I don't have any…oh this is bad…really really bad!' the young woman thought on the verge of panic.

"Oh just put them anywhere Ritsu-kun. Mine and myself will take care of them." Ayame said, giving a knowing wink at Mine.

It was at that moment that Mine realized that her `boss' was holding the ladder steady for so that he was blocking Ritsu's view of her bare derrière.

For a few moments Ritsu made a fuss of putting the boxes down then he left the storage room.

A sigh of relief came from Mine, but relief was shortly replaced with a soft moan of pleasure as Ayame's fingers returned with a vengeance.

Teasingly fingers stroked against the inside of her right thigh while tracing the outer lips of her intimate folds. A sound akin to an `ah' was heard as two fingers parted the folds whereas another slipped inside. Carefully Ayame brushed his finger around Mine's tight slit, gathering her slick juices on the tip before withdrawing.

Mine watched, not even bothering to blink, as Ayame drew the finger that had been inside of her to his lips. Utterly fascinated she saw his lips part, a tongue giving a quick strike to the finger, licking the essence of her off the tip. It was difficult to say which Mine found more erotic, the act itself or the way Ayame gazed up at her as he licked the digit clean.

Oh she wanted so badly to jump off the ladder or maybe jump him, which ever came first. Almost as if Ayame could read her mind the finger exited his mouth with a `pop' and he spoke, "Don't move Mine," Ayame stated while releasing his hold of the ladder.

Ayame slipped to place himself in the arch made by the ladder resting against the top shelf of the storage room.

Unable to resist joking about his current position Ayame gaze Mine a smirk curling on his lips, "I know they say it's bad luck to stand underneath ladders, but" his fingers boldly brushed over Mine's exposed neither lips, " I think this is worth the risk. Don't you agree Mine-chan?" he purred.

The assistant could only nod, fighting back a moan as Ayame slipped two fingers inside of her. Slowly the twin digits entered the folds; teasingly he would pull back only to slide them in further. The pad of a thumb moved to rub against an aroused clit. Squirming above him Mine could feel her insides literally hum with need as jolts of pleasure creep from between the legs and up into a pounding core. Her hips bucked forward, willing the fingers to driver further inside of her. Slowly Ayame pumped his fingers in and out of her tightening slit. Just when Mine felt like collapsing in a pool of warm mush her ears picked up on a request…or rather a demand from Ayame.

"Mine, be a dear and step up one more rung,"

Whimpering slightly Mine nodded in agreement, slowly she picked up her right foot, shaking off the offending panties, before ascending to the next rung.

"Good," Ayame said in approval, before his head disappeared underneath Mine's wide black skirt.

`He's not…no he wouldn't dare!' Mine thought, only to be proved wrong when she felt a warm `breeze' blew over her very sensitive folds which Ayame still held apart with his fingers.

No sooner had the `breeze' passed then a slender tongue entreated to be allowed entrance. A soft moan was heard from Mine as her hands grasped tightly to the ladder rungs, knuckles turning white from her tight hold as the tongue effortlessly slid inside of her. The greedy appendage prodded her, gathering and tasting juices while Mine clung to the ladder for dear life with one hand, the other reached down to lovingly entangle with Ayame's silken hair.

In a fluid motion Ayame licked from the end of her slit, pausing momentarily. When he suddenly stopped Mine could have cried in frustration, her finger coiling tightly around an innocent strand of hair. Suddenly Mine felt teeth lightly graze the red aroused nub. A throaty sound came from her lips, as fingers lightly filtered through Ayame's hair. The teeth lightly raked over the nub causing while Mine's hand pressed against the back of Ayame's head, trying to will him closer. Each stroke of the tongue, each little nibble driving her deeper into blissful madness. Finally Mine's eyes widened as Ayame's tongue managed to brush against a very sensitive spot; this simple action forced Mine over the edge.

Several steps away from the storage room door Ritsu was checking over the inventory. Usually the shop wasn't open on Mondays, but he had received a call from Ayame to report to work; even if it was just to inventory check and redressing the displays `boss' had called for all hands on deck, which meant Ritsu and Mine-chan. Speaking of which his Ayame and Mine were taking a long time in the back room.

`Maybe they need my help,' Ritsu thought, hesitantly he turned only to remain rooted to the counter when cry reached his ears. It sounded like Mine-san.

As per usual Ritsu took that single cry to mean something catastrophic had occurred.

`Oh no! What if she fell off the ladder and Ayame-san caught her and ended up transforming!" Ritsu began to panic, "Oh this isn't good. I've got to help before Ayame-san gets in a lot of trouble!"

Without a second thought Ritsu rushed into the back room, " Ayame-san, is everything alright?"

Ayame turned to met him, a slight smile on his lips, "Of course Ritsu, everything's perfectly fine."

The silver-haired man glanced up at Mine, who looked more than a little bit flushed.

Confused Ritsu glanced around the room, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Thankfully he didn't take notice to the scrap of black underwear lying beside the ladder. Or the fact that Ayame was still holding the ladder, the same way he had been when Ritsu had first walked in to put away the boxes…which were still on the floor instead of placed up on a shelf.

Later that afternoon the female assistant was for one grateful for Ayame's quick reflexes. It would have been mortifying for the young woman to have their new recruit walk in just as Ayame was…

Her face burned a bright red, inwardly Mine scolded herself. This wasn't the first time that Ayame had `assisted' in such a manner, and more than likely it wouldn't be the last.

Speaking of which…

"Mine-chan," Ayame poked his head out of the sewing room "can you help me with this outfit? I think one of the stitches have ripped."

During Mine's brief hesitation period Ritsu piped up, "I'll help you…"

"No, no Ritsu," Ayame said lightly, he finished the sentence looking directly at Mine, " I want Mine-chan to do it."

With a small smile Mine abandoned her lunch and went to assist her Ayame. For a moment Mine paused and, almost as if it was an after thought, closed the door behind her.