Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Belated Gift 2: The Gift that Keeps on Giving ❯ Belated Gift 2: Sexxy Marionette ( Chapter 1 )

Belated Gift 2: The Gift that Keeps on Giving

Chapter 1: Sexxy Marionette

"Really, Honda-san, we wouldn't mind staying at all." Yuki assured the girl from his hesitant perch on the end of her bed.

"Who wants to go on a stupid school trip anyway?" Insisted Kyou, standing with his arms crossed at the foot of the bed.

"B-but, but..." Tooru protested; face flushed from her fever, "Yuki-kun worked so hard planning the trip! And Kyou-kun said he wanted to ride on an airplane! You can't stay behind, not because of me!" Tooru's face crinkled up and tears started to tremble in the corners of her eyes. Her face flushed a more alarming shade of red and she seemed to shrink under her coverlet.

"Of course they're going." Shigure laid heavy hands on the boys' shoulders forcing them away from the bed, "Don't worry about a thing. Tooru-kun should just concentrate on getting well."

"But-" Kyou and Yuki chorused in unison.

"Don't you have packing left to do?" Shigure said firmly, guiding them out the door, "We should let Tooru-kun rest."

The last is what really prodded the two out of the room with guilty looks to the suffering figure on the bed. Tooru's eyes were already beginning to droop shut as Shigure flicked the lights off after they shuffled out.

"Shigure! We can't just leave while Honda-san is ill!" Yuki slapped off the dog's hand and glared at him.

"If you stay you'll just make her worse." Shigure said flatly, crossing his arms. "You heard what Ha-san said earlier. Tooru-kun is ill because of over-excitement and worry. If you two miss your school trip she'll just fret herself into a more serious illness."

The two chewed this over, but finally had to accept the bitter pill. They knew how disappointed Tooru had to be over missing the trip. Hatori had said she'd be fine in a day or so, but the trip began early tomorrow morning. Between that and the amount of traveling they were scheduled to do, Hatori had thought it best that Tooru remain home. Yuki and Kyou didn't want to leave her home alone, but staying would make her more upset not less. Sighing with resignation, they finished up their packing and went to bed early.

Tooru was well enough the next day to see them off. She got up early but was banned from the kitchen by an insistent Kyou. He'd taken care the night before to make some boxed breakfasts that could be eaten on the way. Tooru stood in the doorway in her robe and slippers and waved the two off as they started down the path.

"Have fun!" She tried to keep a bright smile on her face. She wanted so much to be going along with them. But at least she wouldn't have to worry about them missing out on all the fun.

"We'll call to see how Honda-san is doing." Yuki assured her. "And to tell you how things are going."

"I'll look forward to it!" Tooru chirped.

"Make sure you rest!" Kyou scolded, "Don't spend all your time cleaning up after that damn dog!"

"Don't worry!" Tooru assured him, "I'll be all better by the time you get back-EEP!"

Tooru squeaked as she felt a sudden hand encircle her waist and pull her close to an unexpectedly warm male body behind her.

"I'll take good care of our little flower, don't worry!" Shigure stood unseemly close behind her, and gently ground his hip into her backside. Tooru's color rose again.

Yuki and Kyou glared at the dog, but couldn't see from their distance how close he really was, or exactly what he was doing. From their vantage point, it looked like Shigure was just standing a step behind Tooru with a hand lightly wrapped about her waist. At their twin glowers Shigure took his hands off and raised them innocently to show that he wasn't touching their precious Tooru-kun anymore. His hip however stayed molded to Tooru's backside.

"Wave goodbye," he whispered gently, waving genially to his departing cousins. Tooru's hand automatically followed suit.

***

Tooru woke the next morning feeling refreshed and clear-headed. Surprisingly Shigure had bustled her back to bed (alone) right after Kyou and Yuki had left. She'd dropped off to sleep and slept the whole rest of the day and through the night. She blinked sleepily at the bright pattern the sun made on the ceiling of her room and tried to figure out what exactly had woken her. She jumped as the door opened and Shigure peeped his head through the door.

The smell of a hot bowl of oatmeal wafted into the room and Tooru's stomach rumbled loudly. *This* is what had woken her, the smell of food. She was starving! She let the covers down a bit from where she was holding them protectively over her.

Seeing she was indeed awake, Shigure pushed his way into the room revealing a tray with a covered dish, table setting and a glass of orange juice on it.

"Ah, my little flower awakens at last." He teased and walked over to the bed. Tooru sat up and he placed the tray on the desk next to her bed.

"Did Shigure-san make this all on his own?" Tooru peeped under the cover of the dish at the steaming oatmeal. She didn't think he even knew how to turn on the stove!

Shigure looked hurt, "Even I know how to make oatmeal, ne?" Tooru started to apologize but before the words left her lips he started to speak again, "But before Tooru-kun eats my most delicious breakfast, we should see if you are all better." He held up a slim electronic thermometer. "Open wide."

"Really Shig-" Tooru's imminent protest was cut off as Shigure popped the thermometer in her mouth.

"Now, you have to keep that under your tongue for the next minute." Shigure reminded her setting the timer on the thick end of the stick. He sat on the edge of the bed, and braced himself on one long arm stretched across her body.

Tooru nodded and pursed her lips around it. It was disconcerting to have Shigure so close. She hadn't realized when she urged Kyou and Yuki to go on the school trip that it would mean she'd be all alone with Shigure for several days. She felt light headed at the thought. She hadn't been alone with him for more than a few hours since the day he'd given her belated white day gift. Her skin heated at the memory, and at the firm male thigh pressed against her leg. She started to feel light-headed, faint and wobbly.

What was Shigure planning? Ever since the day she'd gotten her pretty maid's dress things had changed drastically between them. Shigure and she hadn't ever spoken about what had happened. Sometimes she wondered if it had really happened at all. But then there would be a touch that lasted too long from Shigure and the memory would rush back to her making her feel strange and excited.

While they hadn't spoken of it, the effects of that day lingered. Tooru couldn't meet his eyes for too long without feeling flustered and confused. The dog knew easy prey when he saw it. Shigure was careful around Yuki and Kyou, but even when they were present Tooru wasn't completely safe from his advances. He'd catch her in the kitchen, and under the guise of leaning over to smell the dish she was cooking, slowly slide a hand from her hip to cup her rear. When sitting at the table, if she was anywhere near, she took the risk of feeling a hand creeping under the cover of the cloth and over her thigh for an intimate massage. Once, when Yuki had been taking his bath and Kyou had retired to the roof to stargaze, he'd been so bold as to pull her to him when she went to clear the table of his after-dinner tea. Grabbing the hand that reached for a cup by his far elbow, he'd kissed her passionately, his other hand holding her firm at the hip. His expert mouth completely controlled hers and she melted into his kiss. She hadn't even heard Yuki's light step on the stair, but Shigure's keen ears had already detected the movement and had pushed her away.

Yuki had been concerned that she looked flushed and breathless. She eagerly took his suggestion she take a bath and retire early and fled the room. She'd waited till the water had grown cold and the tingles of arousal Shigure had woken had completely died before she crept to her room. She spent a long night in a bed that seemed suddenly huge and empty.

As if her thoughts had prompted him, Tooru felt Shigure shift so that his weight was taken off the hand by her hip. The hand gently traced the outside contour of her thigh before shifting again to come up along the inside of the thigh. It rested at the crux of her legs, and one knuckle rubbed idly at the bunch of fabric there.

Tooru started to squirm and almost opened her mouth.

"Ah-ah... just a little while longer." Shigure scolded, his eyes indicating the thermometer. As if on cue it beeped. The dog took his hand away from her legs and plucked the thermometer from between her lips. He peered at the digital display in satisfaction. "98.9! Perfect!"

He took the tray and laid it across her lap, standing as he did so. "Now Tooru-kun must eat up all of her breakfast. I'll go draw you a bath for when you're done."

"Ah, no!" Tooru protested, making Shigure's eyebrows rise. "You don't have to!"

"Too-ru-kun." Shigure enunciated each syllable carefully. He leaned forward placing a hand on either side of her hips. His nose almost touched hers as he leaned in close. "I promised to take good care of you. Tooru-kun must take it easy today."

His dark eyes bored into hers, and she was all too aware that his lips were dangerously near hers. Her eyes drooped shut and her lips parted slightly as she whispered, "Hai..."

Then suddenly he was gone. There was no weight above her, no warmth from a body almost uncomfortably close. There had been no kiss. Her eyes flew open to watch him disappear out the door.

He peeked his head back inside to scold genially, "Eat your breakfast before it gets cold!"

Tooru uncovered the piping dish automatically as the door clicked shut behind him. She blew the steam gently off the hot spoonful of oatmeal and dutifully tucked in to her meal. She was so confused; she didn't understand anything of what was going on. Each minute she expected Shigure to attack, to force his way on her.

But every time he didn't, the mystification grew. What was it she was feeling? Disappointment? Did she want Shigure to repeat her experience of that day? It hadn't been un-enjoyable... The thought of it terrified her... it had been such a powerful experience. But there was a dark thrill to the thought as well.

And after all... for all that Shigure had pressed his advances since then, she hadn't gone out of her way to avoid him. She could have arranged never to be alone with him for a few moments. But instead she came home promptly from school; even when Yuki and Kyou weren't due to arrive for some time. She invited him to taste her preparations for dinner knowing it would bring him within touching distance. And after all, she was the one who laid out the table arrangements... placing her seat next to his.

Did she want him to attack her? Why hadn't he done more than tease then? Tooru put down her spoon in the nearly empty bowl. Maybe... Maybe she hadn't been any good at it. Maybe he hadn't felt what she had. Shigure was an older, experienced man. She was just a girl...and not a very smart one. Perhaps she'd done everything wrong. Perhaps she hadn't done enough. She swallowed thickly. He *had* had to show her how to do everything. He seemed to enjoy himself... but Shigure was good at hiding things. Maybe it hadn't been very good for him at all. Maybe she'd been boring to him.

Perhaps all those touches and stolen kisses were just him being playful, being affectionate. Shigure was always teasing the others too. Perhaps it was just his way of teasing her. It didn't mean for sure that he wanted more to do with her. Shigure was a very physical, affectionate person; perhaps he was just using her because she was the only one there.

She recovered the dish, hoping that she'd eaten enough to satisfy the author. The thought of eating another bite made her ill. She left the tray on her desk, and slipped on her robe and slippers. She'd been wearing the same PJs since yesterday and the thought of the bath Shigure had drawn for her was welcome. She shuffled morosely out into the hall.

Shigure was just exiting the bathroom, a cloud of steam in his wake. He looked up with a smile at the girl, "Perfect timing... bath's ready!"

"Hai." Tooru said listlessly, not meeting his eyes. She didn't want to see him looking at her with his unreadable eyes. She was so ashamed, she was sure she was a disappointment to him. That's why he hadn't done anything else... she had failed him and he'd done so much for her too. She put her hand on the bathroom door.

"Tooru-kun?" Shigure's voice made her pause. She kept her head steadfastly down, focusing on the doorknob. He stepped close, and she shivered at his nearness her body remembering that day too familiarly. Perhaps he didn't want her because she had enjoyed it too much? Did that make her a bad girl? His long-fingered hand took hold of her chin and turned her face up to his. "Are you not feeling well again?" She squeezed her eyes shut as his hand turned to cup the side of her face.

She took a hurried step back and lifted her hands in protest. "No, No! I'm fine!" She searched for words and ended up babbling. "I'm just so full from Shigure-san's breakfast! And I slept too much. It makes me groggy. Really, I'm fine! Healthy." She pumped her arms in mock arm curls. "See! I'm fine!" She put her hand on the doorknob, "The bath that Shigure-san has drawn for me will wake me up, and then I'll be perfect." She forced a bright smile, "Then I'll make lunch as a thank you to Shigure-san. For...For everything!"

She escaped into the warm confines of the bath before she could embarrass herself further. She held her breath for a moment and waited until she heard Shigure's steps retreat down the hall before she finally disrobed and sank into the bath.

* * *

Shigure held the hanger in his hands and reconsidered his plans. He'd been anticipating this opportunity for weeks... he thought it may never come again. It alarmed him a bit, how much the girl had become entrenched in his thoughts. From the moment he woke in the morning, to the moment he last drifted off to sleep his thoughts were occupied in how to get another moment alone with her...

At first, it had been easy to dismiss it all as lust. She'd been so eager, so ready... so very willing. So easy to manipulate into what he wanted.

But now, there was this other feeling.

He looked at the frilly dress in his hands. Her fever was gone... she was well. But she hadn't *looked* well as she went into the bath.

What was this nagging feeling? Tooru had never protested his wandering hands...she never avoided him. If anything, she seemed as eager as he for his furtive touches, his stolen moments of lust. But at the same time... She never sought him out. She never initiated.

Gure chewed at the inside of his lip... Tooru had jumped and started any time he'd come near since Yuki and Kyou had left. In some ways, that just made him want her more... The look on her face when he'd tucked her into bed last night... like she was afraid he was going to devour her...

It made him *want* to devour her... right there... right then.

But he'd resisted... she was ill. Ha-san said she had to rest. He wondered at his own motives. When had he ever cared about someone else? Ha-san had said the fever wasn't serious. He wouldn't have damaged her if he'd taken her last night. Why hadn't he pressed his advantage? Why was he suddenly caring if she minded? She'd never said no. She would protest if she didn't want him, wouldn't she?

He stared at the dress. She would. She would protest. What girl wouldn't?

Tooru-kun wouldn't.

Shigure knew people. It was his talent, it was what let him wrap situations around his finger, what let him push people's buttons in just the right way to make them do just what he wanted. Tooru-kun wouldn't protest...not if she thought she owed it to him... not if she thought it was what he deserved. He knew it with a sudden certainty. Tooru-kun would never say no.

Even... if she wanted to.

Shigure crumpled the dress in his hands. She'd looked pitiful trying to look happy and hale as she went into the bath. She'd even winced at the touch of his hand on the side of her face. She didn't want him, she was afraid of him.

But it didn't stop him from wanting her.

The thought of those full breasts cupped in his hands... the little sounds she made as he touched her. She responded to him so eagerly. All of it had become part of him. He needed it again.

This wouldn't do. He couldn't let this...this... thing take hold of him this way. Tooru was a girl, a desirable one, but just a girl to him. Of course he would want to take advantage of a girl who was so suggestible. He'd just have to get her out of his system. Once he'd had his fill, he could give her to one of his cousins. Yuki or Kyou, whichever ended up with her should be grateful for the experience he was giving her.

He resolutely ignored the fire that burst at the thought of one of them touching her.

She was just a girl. If she didn't say no, he wasn't responsible.

In resolution, he laid the dress carefully out on the bed. He pulled a piece of notepaper off the desk and scribbled a quick note. It was up to her now. Nothing that happened was his fault.

***

Tooru wrapped herself tightly in her robe. She couldn't bear the thought of putting on the sweaty clothes she'd shed before the bath. Peeping her head out of the bathroom she checked to see if Shigure was in the hallway. The coast clear she quickly darted to her room, just in time for the door to open.

She stepped back rapidly. Shigure stopped. His eyebrows went up in surprise, his hands full with her breakfast tray.

"Ah... Ah... Shigure-san!" Tooru burst. She'd spent a long time in the bath thinking about what she could do. She didn't know how she was going to handle being alone with him for a whole week. She couldn't seem to control herself around him at all. Even now, she was intimately aware that she was naked under her robe. Her nipples tightened at Shigure's nearness, no doubt remembering his clever fingers and tongue. Her eyes dropped from his and fell on the tray in his hands. "Shigure-san doesn't have to do that! I can bring the tray down with me after I dress."

Shigure glanced back at her bed, with his note and dress spread out on the coverlet. She couldn't see it from where he was standing. He suddenly didn't want to see her reaction to the dress. He didn't want to see the fear that would flash across her expressive face. He turned back to Tooru, "Not at all. It's no trouble. Didn't I say Tooru-kun had to take it easy today?" He carefully kept his eyes on her face and not the cleavage that Tooru probably didn't realize he could see from his taller vantage point.

As much as he wanted to drop the tray, pull her inside to her large accommodating bed, and strip off that flimsy robe, he had to leave it up to her.

Tooru watched Shigure whisk past her and down the stairs. She felt like she was going to cry. Didn't he even want to be in the same room as her? She went into her room and leaned against the door, eyes closed. She must be a bad girl. Her nipples were still tight from his nearness and she felt what was starting to become a familiar slickness between her legs. Shigure must have known it. That's why he didn't want anything to do with her now.

Tooru's eyes opened and fell on the splash of blue color on the bed. Recognizing it immediately she picked up the dress with trembling fingers. What did this mean? Shigure must have laid it out. A piece of paper tumbled to the floor.

She picked it up and unfolded it, her stomach a mass of butterflies.

"Wear it, if you want."

Tooru carefully laid out the dress on the bed, smoothing out some faint creases. Did she "want"? He wouldn't have put out the dress for her if he hadn't liked what had happened before... right? This meant, this meant... he wasn't disgusted with her. He wasn't unhappy with her.

But... She tried to quell her rising excitement. It was a bit scary, thinking of what happened last time.

Tooru started to slip the dress off its hanger. She hadn't worn it since that day. She'd had to carefully launder it in secret, so that Yuki and Kyou wouldn't see it. She didn't like keeping secrets from them. But she didn't know how to explain...this. She didn't know what it was herself.

She walked over to the mirror hung over the desk and held the dress up to herself. Should she put it on? If she didn't... what would Shigure think? Her stomach plummeted; the thought of what would probably happen to her in the dress was scary and thrilling. But if she didn't wear it... Would Shigure be offended? It had been Shigure's gift to her, and surely he would be hurt if she refused it now.

Tooru looked around the room; there wasn't a thing here that hadn't been provided by Shigure. The very roof over her head was due to him. He'd given her this dress, and made her feel wonderful thrilling things. She'd done so little for him. How could she not, if he wanted her to?

It might be scary, but she had to. It would be rude otherwise.

Nodding firmly to herself she resolved to be strong. Before she could lose her nerve she quickly discarded her robe and put on the frilly outfit. She wondered if she ought to bother, but thought it would be too indecent to go without her panties. She sighed as she stepped into a standard pair of plain cotton panties. They didn't go with the dress very well, Shigure must think that she was awfully baby-ish.

She straightened and looked at her reflection. She looked like a proper maid. She smoothed out the apron, and fluffed the skirt a bit. Last time had probably not been much fun for Shigure. He'd probably been very frustrated with how slow and inexperienced she was. This time she'd try her very best to please him.

She turned to the door. Now she just had to face him.

The thought made her weak kneed but she decided she had to just go before she talked herself out of it. She marched resolutely out the door and down the steps.

Shigure was sitting at the living room table reading his morning newspaper. He glanced up at Tooru standing frozen on the bottom step. She'd looked like a wind up doll that had worn down.

But she was wearing the dress.

He felt a coiling excitement start to build, but was careful not to let it show on his face. Instead Shigure rested his chin on one hand and let the paper droop as if he was just peeking over it at her. He let his glasses slip as he appraised her. He watched her swallow heavily and tried to ignore the tingle of that feeling that niggled in the back of his soul.

"Tooru-kun looks so pretty today!" He finally broke the silence, watching her jump with a dark awakening glee.

Tooru realized she'd been standing and staring like a fool. Her cheeks burned and she looked down. "Reply!" her mind screamed at her, "Say something!"

"Ah... T-thank you Shigure-san." She said, and then hastily bowed.

Watching her cleavage fall and rise, Shigure almost missed her slip. Almost.

"Ah-ah..." He took his glasses off and waggled them at her seriously. "When Tooru-kun is wearing that what is she supposed to call me?" He ignored the fact that she was stammering as she spoke. He resolutely ignored that she was shivering. Perhaps this would put things more on the footing it was supposed to be on. She was just a girl. A maid to his master.

Tooru straightened in shock, a deep flush chasing over her cheeks. How could she have forgotten? She bowed again, several times in succession. "I'm sorry! Sorry, M-" It was hard to get it out again, "Master!"

She squeezed her eyes shut, and bowed again deeply. "I'm so sorry I forgot, Master." She kept her head down. She'd promised herself that she would do better this time and she was already making mistakes!

Shigure wondered a moment if he'd been too stern. Tooru didn't need much scolding, and she looked so upset. Don't be silly, he told himself. She looks upset if someone spills their cup of tea.

But it wouldn't hurt to reassure her a little, a soft voice whispered inside him. He smiled genially. "Tooru-kun is a good girl."

Tooru lit up, glowing. "Thank you, Master." She steeled herself, following through with her resolution to see this to its end. "Would Master like me to...to...fix his lunch?"

Shigure coughed into his hand to hide a surprised laugh. Tooru looked so determined, so serious. She also looked like she thought he was going to jump and pounce any minute. Not that he didn't want to...

But it would be rushing things a bit.

"Ne, Tooru-kun... It's not even nine yet." Shigure languidly chewed on the end on his glasses. "Don't you think it's a bit early for... lunch?"

Tooru flushed to her roots. Her hands twined in the fabric of her apron nervously. Now what was she supposed to do? She wasn't handling this very well at all.

Shigure watched the confusion chase around her features. It was very attractive on her. He might be ready for lunch earlier than he thought.

"Ne, Tooru-kun..." Shigure picked up his paper and made a show of focusing in on it. "I wouldn't mind some tea."

"Ah! Hai!" Tooru was glad to finally have something to focus on. She practically sprinted to the kitchen. Tooru pulled out the teakettle and filled it with water. She sighed heavily as she put the stove on. She just wasn't any good at this. Shigure must be so disappointed.

A sour smell distracted her from her thoughts. Sniffing she looked around the kitchen. Sitting on the counter top where three ruined pans of oatmeal. Peaking inside one it was easy to see what had gone wrong. This one had been allowed to sit too long on the stove so that the oatmeal had burned and glued itself to the pot. That one had had the oatmeal mix put on the heat without any water at all and apparently the oatmeal had exploded and caught fire. The third was a thick and gluey mess; most likely he'd added too much water and hadn't known what to do with the resulting goop. Tooru giggled over the messes, Shigure must have gotten up very early to try to make her breakfast. It had taken him four tries to get a suitable bowl of oatmeal.

The teakettle whistled breaking her out of her reverie. Shigure had tried so hard to make her comfortable. She had to repay the favor. She made up the tray and turned back to the door resolutely. She would do this, even if it took her a hundred tries.

She paused in the doorway. "Ah..." No dithering she told herself firmly. "Master... the tea is ready."

Shigure didn't reply, he just nodded curtly and waved a long-fingered hand to the table indicating that she should set up the tea. He watched out of the corner of his eye as she leaned over to set up the tea. Even though his mind's eye could readily bring up an image of her ripe full breasts easily, there was something so pleasing about getting a casual unintentional glimpse.

The dress hugged her form so nicely, emphasizing all the right curves. The neckline was designed to show off what it held. And what little the thin bodice fabric covered provided almost no protection from view. Watching the stiff frilly skirt lift in the back, he almost wished he could be in two places at once. He knew the slightest bend revealed a world of wonders.

"Ah..." Tooru stood and caught Shigure's dark eyes on her. She felt a zing of excitement, that look was familiar. "I-Is there anything else I can do for Master?"

Shigure took a moment to sip his tea. He had plenty of time he reminded himself. Don't make things move too fast. Last time had been a hurried affair, with just a few short hours to have his fun in. Now he could savor the moment.

"Tooru-kun... Don't you think the floor looks dirty? Maybe it could do with a wash..."

Tooru looked uncertainly at the floor. Whatever she had thought Shigure might suggest to her that wasn't it. "Dirty?"

Shigure nodded, "Mmm, Mmm... Specifically that spot right there." He pointed to a spot on the floor where he would have a good vantage point. "Not the whole floor, but maybe just polish up that spot."

"O-ok." Tooru hurried to get a rag and polish. Getting on her knees she scrubbed at the spot. She didn't see what Shigure meant by dirty, so she'd just scrub till it shone.

Shigure watched her rear waggle back and forth in satisfaction. As he suspected, white panties. So sweet, so innocent was his Tooru-kun. Unnoticed by her he rose from his seat. He had plenty of time but that didn't mean he should let it waste away either. He stepped behind her and kneeled.

"Tooru-kun." He rumbled, watching her freeze in surprise. He kept his eyes trained on the private curves hugged by the simple panties. He contemplated buying her some racier things...no, these suited her better.

He was pleased to see a line of wetness already lining the seam... he reached out and let one finger tease along the crack. "What's the use of cleaning the floor if you are just going to make another mess, ne?" He smiled as she squirmed a bit from his teasing finger. The wetness grew. "Does this feel good Tooru-kun?" Shigure asked suddenly.

Tooru was glad she was facing away from him, her face blazed. He sounded so unconcerned, so blasé. But she was feeling so tense and on edge, she was already so strongly affected by him. "Y-yes..."

He suddenly pressed in through the cloth panties and into her, making her arch in surprise. "Yes... what?"

"Yes... Master?" Tooru said hesitantly, breathless. Stupid! Stupid! She berated herself. Why did she keep forgetting?

He took his hand away and patted her ass affectionately. "Good Girl, Tooru-kun." Wetness spread in response to the absence of his fingers and he leaned in to sniff. "What's this Tooru-kun? It smells delicious." Shigure tsked. "Didn't I say it was a bit soon for lunch? Tooru-kun has started early."

"I don't want to ruin my lunch." Shigure said self importantly, "But if Tooru-kun wants to snack, I suppose that's ok. You have been ill."

Tooru shivered, embarrassed. Was Shigure really feeling nothing right now?

"Ne, Tooru-kun... Look at me." Shigure said quietly. Tooru turned to face him, sitting back on her knees. She tried to meet him in the eye but couldn't. "Tooru-kun is so quiet. If you want something you should say so."

"Does Tooru-kun want to snack?" Shigure asked playfully.

Tooru bit her lip and looked up at him. Her nipples were tight with anticipation and she could feel the warmth he'd awakened between her legs. She did want something... but what exactly did Shigure mean by "snack"?

Shigure could see her nipples poking imperiously through the thin cloth of her bodice. She was so easily excited. Much more of this and he wouldn't be able to resist a snack himself, but he patiently waited for her response.

Tooru took a deep breath. She'd promised herself she'd do whatever she could to please Shigure. She didn't understand where he was leading... but he wouldn't suggest something he wouldn't like, right?

"Yes... Master." She said barely able to get the words out.

"Yes, Master, what?" Shigure said playfully, teaching her the role he expected her to play.

Tooru stiffened; he shouldn't have to keep reminding her how she was properly supposed to act. Her cheeks burned furiously as she repeated, "Yes Master I would like to snack."

"Fine then, you can snack." Shigure said and stared at her.

Tooru looked at him uncertainly, what had he given her permission to do, exactly?

"Tooru-kun... you liked what I did earlier right?" Shigure prompted.

"Yes, Master... I liked it." Tooru responded her brow furrowing.

She had a fierce look of concentration on her face as she tried to puzzle out his words. She was trying so hard. It was so cute. "I said I didn't want to ruin my lunch... so if Tooru-kun wants more... she should do it herself." Shigure explained.

Tooru flushed. Herself? Did that mean... she dropped hand down to her lap. Shigure nodded slightly, she was catching on.

"Is something the matter Tooru-kun? Aren't you hungry anymore?" Shigure asked. He pouted and looked disappointed.

"Ah...no! I'm... still... hungry..." Tooru protested. It was embarrassing to admit, especially since Shigure didn't look excited at all, but she was. "Master!" she added quickly, panicked that she almost forgot again.

"Then Tooru-kun should start." Shigure said firmly.

"Yes.. Master." Tooru closed her eyes and bit her lip. She'd never done this before, not even by herself. Hesitantly she pulled up her skirt... Gure felt himself quicken. He didn't think she'd be that innocent, not after their fun before. But he was always pleasantly surprised by Tooru-kun.

Tooru realized she'd have to spread her legs a bit to reach the part she needed. It took a lot of effort, especially with Shigure watching her so closely, but she finally had them open enough to give her access.

Unsure of what to do, Tooru mimicked what Shigure had done, rubbing herself through the cloth of her panties. She was embarrassed by the dampness already marking the cloth, but the sensation of the cotton rubbing against her slit was more than pleasant. She rubbed up and down until she accidentally hit the nub that had begun to poke out of its little hood.

"Oh!" She cried. That felt *quite* a bit more than pleasant. She pressed against it harder and began to rub a little more firmly. She opened her eyes to see Shigure watching her intently and found an answering gush of wetness to his direct gaze. She squirmed erotically against her hand.

"Ne, Tooru-kun... doesn't it feel good?" Shigure found it a little hard to speak. He hadn't expected this to be quite so erotic. He hadn't expected the sight of innocent Tooru doing something so wanton to affect him this strongly.

"Yes... Master... it feels good." Tooru had trouble getting the words out. It felt very good, but there was something missing. She wanted something more, but didn't know what to do.

"Ne, Tooru-kun, if you're really hungry...you should put something inside." Shigure was holding himself back tightly. He wanted to dive in himself, but there was plenty of time for that later. This was oh-so-enjoyable too.

Tooru's hand stilled. Inside? That would mean... She looked at Shigure, his eyes were commanding. She took her hand and began to quest under her panties. She dipped a finger inside and gasped. It did feel good.

Shigure watched this erotic show in satisfaction. "Is one enough, Tooru-kun? You seem so hungry."

Tooru took the suggestion to work a second finger in. It did feel better that way. She still needed something else... movement. She began to work them back and forth inside her, gasping.

Tooru's other hand moved up to a breast without prompting and she began to tease her own nipple. Shigure rumbled a tense laugh. This was getting to be too much. "Tooru-kun must have been starving."

Tooru opened her eyes, a struggle with the sensations her hands were causing. She wasn't sure if Shigure wanted a response, but she felt it safer to assume he did. "Yes...Master... I was starving."

Shigure couldn't take it anymore, "Ne, Tooru-kun... is it enough?"

"M-master?" Tooru didn't follow.

"Don't stop." Shigure commanded as her hands started to still. She immediately started to move her hands again her hips starting to gyrate once more in the pleasing rhythm. "Is it enough to satisfy Tooru-kun?" Shigure asked watching in fascination as her hips bucked a little, so demanding she was. "Maybe Tooru-kun would like something more." He said again.

Tooru hesitated. More? This felt so good... But would more feel better?

"If Tooru-kun wants something, she should ask." Shigure repeated.

Shigure was looking at her with a dark, dangerous gaze. She felt suddenly frightened again despite the feelings of arousal that zinged inside her. "I...I... " Shigure's face lit with anticipation and that decided her. "Yes...I want more...Master." Tooru hoped it was the right response.

Shigure spread his yukata to reveal his erect member. "Maybe Tooru-kun can satisfy herself with this."

"Master?" Tooru's hands had stilled, her body silently protesting. What did he want her to do?

"If you want it... come over and have some...." Shigure tried to keep his tone light. She drew things out so much.

Tooru crawled over... did he want her to take it in her mouth like last time? She really wanted it where her fingers had been...

Shigure saw the look of confusion on her face. "Take it however you want it... It's your snack."

She got up on her knees. Shigure sat with his legs in a loose Indian style. How was she to `take' it? She walked forward on her knees and rubbed her panties along its erect length. She placed her little hands on his shoulders to steady herself, and Shigure leaned back on his hands pleased that she seemed to be catching on so quickly. She rose up a bit, to have it where she wanted it the panties would have to go....

Shigure smiled as her bobbing breasts where hung in front of his face. He looked up at Tooru. Her face was so serious, so stern. She looked so determined. How could such an innocent look excite him so?

She took down her panties and rubbed herself along his length. It wasn't positioned right to take it in...But this felt good too.

Shigure gasped, he was sure Tooru didn't know what a tease she was being. "Tooru-kun." He said as firmly as he could, "Don't play with your food."

"Yes Master," Tooru jumped a little, she'd been enjoying herself too much. Shigure groaned as he felt her little hands take hold of him. Gently she positioned his head so that it was at her entrance. It was so big... would it really fit inside? It had before, she reminded herself and began to push down.

Shigure groaned, it was so slow, so torturous.

Tooru reveled in the sensation. He was so big, she felt so full. "It's so good." She whispered.

Shigure growled and took the opportunity to move things forward. He jutted his hips forward, thrusting her down much quicker than she'd intended. "It's so good...what?"

He bounced her hard on his length a few times, making it impossible for her to answer, but finally she managed, "It-it's so good, Master!"

Once again, Shigure was in control. He pushed her backwards onto the floor so he could control their rhythm. "What's so good? My cock?" Shigure panted as he pushed into her.

"Yes..." Tooru gasped, it was very good. It was filling her all up.

Shigure took a nipple and pinched it hard, making her squeak. "Yes...what? What's good?" Shigure insisted, placing both hands over her breasts and manhandling them roughly.

"Your..." Tooru didn't know if she could say that word... "Your thing..."

Shigure stopped his motion and Tooru gasped, "My... thing? Ne, Tooru-kun don't call it that... it's disrespectful."

He sat back still inside her. His heavy weight pinned her legs to keep her from moving. He reached down with a hand and began to idly play with her clit. "It's called a cock, Tooru-kun." Tooru squirmed under his hand, but she couldn't get the movement she wanted. Shigure pressed against her button and looked at her seriously, "If you want it so badly you should ask for it by its right name."

"You do want it don't you Tooru-kun?" Shigure asked, sounding woebegone. He knew she did, she squirmed and bucked beneath him. It was all he could do to keep himself from pumping into her hard. But she had to be taught.

Tooru covered her face in embarrassment. "Yes..." She said softly. She was a little afraid of her reactions. Her nipples were rock hard and she ached to have him start moving again. Shigure seemed to be hardly effected. Was it bad that she was so needy?

She arched in a surprised gasp as Shigure suddenly moved. He started to draw out of her, frowning. "Yes...what?

"Yes... Master I want your..." Tooru struggled; she didn't think she could get out the next word. It was such a naughty word. Shigure drew out a bit more and Tooru squealed in the back of her throat, he was right at her entrance. "C-c-cock." She finally stammered out.

"Good girl Tooru-kun, " Shigure said in relief. He began to slowly pump in and out of her again, he didn't know how much longer he would have been able to take that.

He was rewarded with the blissful look on Tooru's face. She definitely seemed to be enjoying herself. He began to pump harder. "Is it good Tooru-kun?" He asked.

"It-it's..." Tooru's breasts were bouncing from the force of his thrusts, making it hard to get enough air to talk, "It's good... Master."

"Not good enough, Tooru-kun." Shigure scolded, he leaned forward and nipped at her taunt nipple. "Tell me what's so good."

Tooru found it hard to form words, but it was what Shigure wanted, "Your...c-cock is good, Master."

Mmmm...?" Shigure said leaning forward to nuzzle her neck. He changed his rhythm to be slower and more torturous, "What's so good about it?"

Tooru's head was whirling, what wasn't good about it? "It.." She corrected herself as a hard finger pressed against her clit and Shigure bit lightly against her neck, "Your c-cock.. is big... Master." It felt like it could split her it was so big.

"Is that all?" Shigure asked.

"It...your cock..." Tooru corrected herself and tried to find words to describe how it was making her feel. Her little fists flew to grind into her face as she wiped away tears of frustration, "it's just so good, Master."

Shigure smiled and quickened his rhythm watching her cry and squirm with desire to please. "Good girl Tooru-kun." His mouth descended on a bouncing nipple.

Tooru went over the edge gasping. She was a good girl.

Shigure felt her clench around him and regretfully slowed his pace. Tooru was spread out below him, a large wet spot on her bodice where he'd suckled her through the cloth. He waited for a moment for her to calm then withdrew.

Tooru moaned when she felt his member leave her. She looked up at him groggily. "Ne... Tooru-kun has had her snack. But now I'm hungry." Shigure said despondently.

Tooru flushed. She'd done exactly what she hadn't meant to do. Shigure had satisfied her and she hadn't done anything for him! Tooru scrambled to sit up. "Would Master like a snack?"

Shigure looked at her reproachfully. "I think Tooru-kun is being greedy. She just wants more."

Tooru burned with shame. It was the truth, her body was already quickening again for him. "But... What would Master like me to do?" Tooru looked up at him with confused teary eyes.

"Mmmm...." Shigure considered, there were many things he wanted her to do. First though there was something he hadn't gotten a chance to do before. "I think I want something light..." Shigure looked meaningfully at her chest, "Like peaches."

Tooru's hands came up to her chest. Peaches? She blushed, but dutifully pulled down her bodice so that her breasts popped free.

Shigure smiled to see her so shamelessly try to please him. "But they need a little something..." Shigure considered, "I like mine with the juice poured over it. They're sweeter that way."

Juice? Tooru looked up at him utterly confused. Reaching down to her still weeping slit Shigure roughly pushed his fingers inside. They came out dripping.

"Juice."

Tooru blushed but reached down her own hands and fingered herself till her hands were dripping. Bringing them back up she rubbed them across her breasts. Shigure nodded in approval. She repeated until her breasts were slick with moisture. Tooru was starting to enjoy the feelings she was giving herself; the constant stimulation she needed to procure the "juice" had gotten her very excited. Playing with her breasts in such a concerted fashion just heighten the buzz.

It was almost a shock when Shigure reminded her of his presence by grabbing her hands and forcing them to hold her breasts together. "Just like I like them." He said in satisfaction.

He thrust his cock between her breasts and began to push back and forth between them. Tooru looked at him in shocked fascination; she didn't know people did this. She watched his cock push itself between her breasts and dutifully held them together watching the head peak in and out of her cleavage.

It was an interesting sensation, and in her aroused state, pleasing. The head began to glisten, and Tooru licked her lips. She didn't want to be presumptuous... but wouldn't it feel even better if...?

Shigure was enjoying the firm warm slickness of her breasts against his hard cock. Tooru was so good, so accommodating. Shigure's eyes widened in surprise as he felt the head meet Tooru's hot tongue at the top of her breasts.

It was awkward, but Shigure's pleased groan let her know she was doing right.

Shigure thrust a few more times, head meeting the waiting warmth before he abandoned the comfort of her breasts to fully take her mouth. He knew Tooru was eager to please, but she'd almost learned too quickly. That she could be so willfully wanton made him lose control.

Tooru was roughly forced onto her hands and knees as Shigure began to fuck her face. This wasn't the gentle blowjob she had preformed before. He was in complete control of this act.

Shigure was aware that he was allowing his passion to overrun him. He'd planned to take this much slower. He couldn't keep himself under reign. Tooru was too good. Too tasty. He wanted all of her.

Tooru felt like she couldn't breathe, but was as exhilarated as she was scared. Shigure was surely enjoying himself now. Shigure grabbed her head and thrust deep, forcing himself down her throat. He came finally and Tooru's throat worked. It was impossible for her not to swallow. It was swallow or choke.

Shigure sat back, sated, for now.

Tooru had flopped to the floor, breathing great gasps of air. Just the sight of her sprawled out on the floor, legs slick with her own juices, her breasts still glistening with a mixture of him and her, and cum at the corner of her mouth as she lay completely exposed on the floor and Shigure practically felt ready for another "snack".

In fact...

Shigure crawled over her, taking an exposed breast in his mouth, the nipple hardened almost immediately. Tooru moaned, throat sore and pulse still racing. More? He wanted more?

Shigure reached down and thrust two fingers inside her. She was still slick, she instantly pushed against his fingers. The fear and the excitement of his forceful act hadn't faded, her body still hummed from the stimulation. She squirmed; her body still eager.

"Greedy, Greedy Tooru-kun."

Her automatic reaction to him caused him to stir almost immediately. He shouldn't be ready so soon, but the effect her reactions had on him were astoundingly powerful. Perhaps he was the glutton here, but he had to have more. His head dipped down to her slick chest.

Tooru's mind wasn't quite functioning anymore, but her body was happy to react. She flushed at her body's reaction but when she felt Shigure lapping away between her breasts she couldn't help a hand from coming up and holding her head to him.

He grasped her hand and snagged the other and pinned them above her head. He was feeling so wild, so out of control. If an accident were to happen he didn't know if he'd be able to stop himself. He might take her regardless.

Tooru struggled against his hands, not understanding, but it made her all the more attractive to Shigure. He easily kept her pinned with one hand while he thrust the other inside her. She squirmed against his fingers, gasping.

Such a greedy girl is Tooru-kun." Shigure rumbled, "She's never satisfied it seems."

He pulled up his dripping fingers and thrust them in her mouth, "Eat then."

Tooru suckled at his fingers and the sensation drove him wild. He thrust them in and out of her mouth in an imitation of what he'd done to her with his cock not long before. Now her legs were squirming as she bucked, wanting desperately something inside her. So wild was his innocent Tooru-kun.

He took his hand from her mouth and answered her call.

"M-master..." he was surprised by her hesitant choked speech. "Please... Master. I want it." Tears trembled at the corner of her eyes. Her whole body was flushed a pleasing pink. His hands felt good, but having him inside her felt so much better.

Shigure pressed hard against her button making her squeal and buck, "You. Want. What!"

"Please Master! I want your cock!" Tooru cried out, for once not stumbling over the word in her need.

But Shigure wasn't satisfied. "Where?"

"Inside me!" Tooru begged. Shigure didn't say anything, just pressing again at her button. What else did he want from her?

"It's called a pussy, Tooru-kun." Shigure growled nipping again at her neck. She trembled under his hands pleasingly. He loved to hear those dirty words formed by that innocent mouth.

Tooru gave a gasping sob. "Please Master!" Tooru begged. She couldn't say that.

Shigure leaned down to bite firmly at a nipple. She was being such a tease, making him wait. He added another finger into his thrusts inside her.

Tooru's whole body bucked at the sharp pain from her breast and the matching pleasure down below. "Please Master!" Tooru begged, "I want your cock inside... my... pussy!"

"Good girl Tooru-kun, Good Girl" Shigure grunted as he pushed inside her. "It's. only. polite." Shigure said, each word a thrust, "to. say. thank. you."

"Thank you!" Tooru gasped arching against the hands pinning her to the floor.

Shigure withdrew and held himself at her entrance, "what?" he said dangerously.

Her eyes flew open. Shigure's face was dark and frightening. "Thank you, Master!" Tooru cried desperately.

It was hard but Shigure sat back. "I think Tooru-kun forgets herself too much." His voice was a low, dangerous, rumble; his face a sinister fury. First a tease, and now disrespectful. "If Tooru-kun is going to act like an ungrateful dog..." Shigure growled, and she looked up at him terrified.

Tooru scrambled to get up, "I'm sorry Shigure-AH!" Tooru gave a little screech as he summarily flipped her over.

He pulled her ass up forcing her up on her knees and spread the cheeks. Tooru was sprawled on her chest; she hadn't had time to put her arms up to save her. He thrust his fingers inside her pussy to wet them thoroughly. Tooru's body was quick to react, she was practically dripping around his hands

Satisfied that they were wet enough he began to finger around her anus. "So disrespectful, Tooru-kun. You know you what you should be calling me."

He took his other hand and pushed inside her dripping hole while he pressed his other finger in to her ass. She jumped and cried from the pain, but his other hand was making her feel good at the same time.

"I'm so sorry, Master, I'm so sorry." Tooru cried into the floor. She'd disappointed him so. Everything she'd promised herself to do, she'd failed at.

"If sorry was all it took, we wouldn't need the police." Shigure said firmly. Taking his hand out of her pussy he rubbed himself down with her juices. When both the entrance of her ass and his cock were slick her rose up and positioned himself.

"Perhaps this will teach Tooru-kun how to behave." He said and started to push himself in.

"Ow! It hurts, it hurts, Master!" Shigure was pleased to note she didn't forget the important bit. But he didn't stop pushing in.

"Bear it, Tooru-kun." He said almost gently, "Don't protest your punishment."

Tooru wept into the floor. Worst than the pain he was causing was the knowledge that she'd failed to please him. After all he'd done for her, after all he provided, she'd been so bad as to need punishment.

He pushed himself almost halfway in before he paused. Tooru was whimpering but not protesting any longer. He reached around and began to play once again with her pussy. He slowly alternated between fondling her clit and dipping his fingers in her hole. Tooru's body slowly adjusted to the fullness in her ass, it still hurt, but his fingers felt so good.

She couldn't stop from squirming at his fingers... but every time she moved it sparked a pain centered on the fullness that was splitting her. Slowly the pain started to intertwine with the pleasure, the pleasure was so intense it was almost pain... and the pain almost pleasure.

Sensing she was ready, Shigure started to move, slowly pulling out, then pushing back in. Luckily for her he had cum before... otherwise he didn't know if he'd have been able to maintain this slow pace.

"Ne, Tooru-kun..." He said breathlessly, "How does this feel? Does it feel good?"

Tooru didn't know what she felt, his hands were still at work inside her and it felt so good, every once and a while he'd press in with his fingers and she could feel both bits of him at once. She arched and cried out "Yes, it feels good."

He thrust in hard in her ass making her gasp in pleasure/pain, "I shouldn't have to remind you."

"Yes, your cock in my ass feels good, Master," Tooru said meekly, trying to use the words she thought would please him. Tears coursed down her face. Couldn't she get anything right? "Your hands in my pussy feel good... Ah! Master..." Tooru gasped as he pressed her clit in approval.

"I think Tooru-kun likes being a bitch..." Shigure grunted, his movements a bit faster.

He hadn't expected a response, but Tooru didn't want to risk it if he did, "Yes, I enjoy being a bitch Master."

That last bit of wantonness was the last he could take, Shigure came again and Tooru did as well responding to the sudden spurt inside her.

He slowly slid out and Tooru collapsed on the floor.

Shigure felt weak himself, finally released from the lustful demon inside. "Ne, Tooru-kun," he said as he stretched out on the floor beside her. "Good thing we waited to clean the floor."

But Tooru was fast asleep, exhausted. Shigure chuckled weakly at his own joke before slipping off to sleep beside her.

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