Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Dreams ❯ Car Rides and Confrontations ( Chapter 6 )

The car ride to Hatori's was long and tense. Hatori was distracted by his beautiful companion, and was having trouble concentrating on the road. He glanced at Tohru. The setting sun cast bright highlights upon her milky white complexion while the shadows sculpted her delicate figure. He was absolutely enthralled in her presence.

Tohru was aware of his gaze upon her, but afraid to look. She was afraid that she wouldn't see reflected in his eyes the same desire that burned in her own. Perhaps, she was afraid that she would, yet he was denying her still. She wanted him. She wanted all of him. She wanted to jump head first into his open arms, (metaphorically speaking of course) but they were tightly folded. He was too busy protecting himself to realize his only savior was the one trying to pry her way into his depths.

'Oh, mom!" Tohru thought. 'What should I do?'

She finally glanced in his direction. His eyes had returned to the road, his face was twisted with unbearable emotion. The sun kissed his temple and illuminated his hair. She bit her lip. He was even more attractive in this dramatic lighting. She sighed softly and rested her head on the seat belt.

The sun was barely visible above the horizon. Hatori parked the car and turned to face Tohru. "We're here." He announced.

Tohru didn't stir. He gasped and quickly felt her cheek. 'She's still a little warm.' He thought. Not wanting to wake her, he got out of the car and opened her door. She stirred slightly as he was struggling to position her so that he would not transform on the way into the house. 'She could sleep through anything,' he thought, stumbling up his porch. He felt like a groom carrying his bride across the thresh hold. 'Too bad that will never be me.' He gently lay her on his bed and tucked the covers beneath her chin. He paused at his bathroom door. 'I wish you didn't regret what happened.' He thought. 'Either that, or I wish I did.' He sighed and resumed his trek for cleanliness.

Tohru awoke to the sound of running water. She sat up quickly, disoriented. She assumed she must be in Hatori's bedroom, although she had never been in it until now. The moonlight brightly streaked through his window. She could see cherry trees swaying gently in the breeze; the early summer flowers kissed their trunks. A stone bench made for two lay in the middle of the garden, under one of the trees. 'What a beautiful garden.' She thought. 'That would be a lovely place for the Sakura Festival!' She imagined snuggling up to Hatori watching the moon reflecting the blossoms into their bowl of sake. She grumbled. 'Don't be ridiculous.' She scolded. 'You need to get your head out of the clouds and stop being so selfish.' Sighing she thought, 'maybe you need to think about what he wants.'

The water shut off, and after a few moments Hatori appeared at the door. Tohru gasped when she saw his nearly naked form. Hatori jumped at the sight of Tohru seated on his bed. "Sorry, I thought you were asleep." He chuckled. "I forgot clean clothes."

He rustled around in his drawers. As she watched she became increasingly aware of the desire growing in the pit of her stomach. His chest, his back, everything she saw streaking in the dark, even the water on his skin glistening in the moonlight aroused her more and more.

Hatori turned to apologize once more before hurrying back into the bathroom. He opened his mouth to speak, then he saw her darkened gaze and the desire smoldering in her eyes. He was unable to move. He finally stumbled to the bed and sat next to her, never breaking the intense eye contact between them.

"Oh, Tohru." He groaned, cupping her cheek.

The sensation of her soft skin sent chills throughout his body. He felt his erection begin to throb pushing against the terry cloth towel. Her eyes were both pleading and questioning. His breath felt heavy. The air was so thick. He felt he couldn't get enough oxygen. She magnetized him. He was her polar opposite; the cold, hardened dragon couldn't resist her warmth. He was drawn to her by an inescapable force. He slid his hand beneath the base of her skull and pulled her forward until her lips connected with his.

She was so delicate in his arms. He plundered her mouth more severely than ever before. Each kiss more passionate than the last. His desire mounted within him. He knew he needed to pull away but he was simply unable to. He finally pulled back, hoping his desire would be broken with the kiss. He was wrong. His gut contracted, lengthening his erection. The action between them had caused the covers to creep down, exposing Tohru's thighs. Her skirt on the other hand decided to creep up. Her underwear was visible between her parted legs.

'Why did you have to change into a skirt?' He asked. 'If you had stayed in your pajamas maybe I could have resisted you, but now. . .'

He was cut off as he was succumbing to his overwhelming desire to straddle his seductress. His lower body rubbed against hers heightening both of their arousals. The tuck in his towel had come undone, and he was exposing his bare erection against the thin layer of cotton keeping Tohru a virgin. He could feel the moisture and heat emanating from within her, and it beckoned him to enter.

Tohru was confused. He always acted like he wanted her, why was he denying himself? Could it have been something she had done? Something she hadn't done? She kissed his neck, Hatori arched his back to the sudden contact. As he did so, Tohru could feel his throbbing penis press harder against aroused mound.

"Mmmm, Ha'ri." She mumbled.

She could hardly believe her longing to make love to him. She had never felt this intense desire. 'I've also never had anyone stimulating me like this though.' She thought with a smile as she caught his burning gaze.

Her smile was so innocent. Hatori put his hand to his face and groaned. He re-tucked his towel and sat back on his heels.

Tohru's face fell. "Did I do something wrong? Because if I did I'm sorry, I mean I'll try not to do it again whatever it is, I promise you can tell me, I won't get my feelings hurt, well, maybe a little bit, but not much, I'm pretty good at taking criticism, so please tell me, and. . ."

Hatori laughed. "No, I promise, it isn't you."

"What is wrong?" She asked, "I know you've been upset all day. You can't hide it."

Hatori fumbled with the lamp. It's soft glow illuminated the room. He walked to the window, and stared blankly into the garden.

He sighed. "It's just, well, this arrangement is perfect now, but what about next Sunday?" He turned to face her. "What happens when life goes back to normal, what do you expect to do then?" He paused, when she didn't speak he asked, "and what will your friends think? Not that that is usually a valid dissuasion, but really, Yuki and Kyo? And what about those other two girls with whom you are friends. I mean, I'm nearly ten years older than you, Christ Tohru, that has to look bad for you. I wouldn't want to do anything that could ruin your pristine reputation." Another heavy sigh. "And you can't forget Akito. Do you really want to get involved in the politics of this family? I can tell you they aren't pretty." He paused for a long time, looking at the ceiling. He returned his gaze to her. "And mostly," he added. "I don't want to do anything to you, or take anything from you that you will regret later."

He sat on the window sill waiting for her response. Tohru chewed on her lip digesting all that he said.

"My mom said," she began, "well, she said that you have to live your life now. She said if you are too hung up in the past, or too worried about the future you will never truly experience life. She always said, it didn't matter if something doesn't turn out, but if you give up than it never will." She paused. "After she died, I had a hard time keeping my thoughts out of the past, and I was so worried about what was going to happen next. It took me a long time to realize that I need to live like there is no future, and use my memories as spring boards, not as shackles." Hatori was silent. "Oh, oh, I have a point, I swear! What I mean is, whatever happens this week, even if it's all over on Sunday night, I won't regret it because being with you is an experience I don't want to give up. And whatever happens with Yuki and the others, well, I'll deal with that when I get to it. And about your family, if I was really afraid of getting burned by it, I don't think I would even be living with Shigure, much less be lying in your bedroom. Mom always told me to keep my hopes up, and that's what I'm doing!"

She smiled. She looked so proud of her little speech. Hatori smiled also. "Oh, Tohru." He closed the curtains and climbed under the covers with her. "You always say exactly what I need to hear."

He pulled her closer and kissed her as tenderly as he could.

The couple was unaware of the dark eyes that had been watching them from across the courtyard. "BAKA!" Shigure cursed throwing down his pen. "It was too dark, and now that you turn the lights on you shut the curtains." He growled. "So much for research."

Hatori's lips met Tohru's. 'Is it really O.K. to have something I want?' Hatori asked himself. For the first time in a long time he really felt like it was. His hand explored the warm flesh of her stomach and ribcage. He could feel her fingers brushing his back. He kissed her just below her jaw-line, causing her to dig her nails into his toned muscles.

He groaned. "That felt good."

Tohru bit her lip and blushed. She couldn't remember ever being happier. She met his lips and seductively licked his tongue. Hatori fiddled with her bra briefly before she felt it loosen. His hands worked their way to her breasts. He cupped them, gently stimulating her nipples. Tohru groaned, arching her back.

Hatori exhaled sharply pressing his arousal between her legs. The towel once again failed him, and his penis rubbed against her bare skin.

"Ooh, Tohru." He breathed. It took all of his willpower not to strip her of her underwear and virginity. He flexed his hips a couple of times. She lowered herself so that Hatori's erection would stimulate her accumulating need for relief. The added friction gave Hatori spasms of pleasure, echoing trough his body. His breath became choppy. He pulled back. He couldn't take much more of this torture. He removed her panties, and rubbed her clit with his middle fingers.

"Oh, GOD!" Tohru panted.

His gentle touch was driving her insane. He buried his fingers deep within her earning gasps and moans as he pushed them in and out of her. The desire in her grew, she was momentarily his puppet, responding to his every motion. She reveled in his kisses dotting her body, and every touch of his fingers, caressing her hair. But she was mostly concerned with his hand that played between her legs. His thumb remained on her clit while his middle fingers explored her depths. Hatori could feel her mounting desire. He slowed down to draw it out.

"Ahh!" She cried impatiently.

Hatori smiled and kissed her forehead. "Soon enough, little one." He whispered in her ear.

He prolonged her pleasure a little longer before giving into the demands of her body. He timed his undulations with her rapid breathing until he felt the offering of her climax dripping down his wrist.

Tohru saw the spectrum of each colors' richness turning to white as her body exploded with unbridled pleasure. Her eyes flew open and she sat up tightly embracing Hatori's arm. He smoothed her hair out of her eyes and kissed her lightly, waiting for her breath to slow.

"Oh, Hatori." She mumbled.

She flopped back onto the pillow before turning to face him.

"Payback time!" She whispered, cocking her head.

"I'm excited." He replied smiling.

Tohru situated herself on top of him, her unclothed vagina centimeters from his raging erection. He could still feel its heat trying to pull him in. She lightly massaged his scrotum. She took her time before moving to his shaft.

"You really are going to torture me, aren't you?" Hatori breathed.

"You just wait." Tohru replied.

Hatori moaned as she briefly sped up her pace. She felt him harden, so she slowed down to her original timing. He looked at her pleadingly.

"What goes around comes around." She teased.

He grumbled, and placed his hands on her hips.

She smiled and sped up. Her breasts bounced in time with her motions. Hatori gasped and cupped them. He flexed his hips into her hands, and she pulsed faster still. He let go. He cried out and grabbed her sides squeezing her as the hot liquid shot from his pulsating head. Brilliant ecstasy gripped his body in spasms as he pressed his head deep into his pillow.

He relaxed and Tohru nestled beside him. She cleaned his cum with his long forgotten towel. He smiled and kissed the crown of her head. He ran his fingers in and out of her hair.

'Have I ever been more relaxed?' He wondered.