Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Dreams ❯ Unification ( Chapter 12 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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Hatori spread the towels out across Tohru's bed. "We don't want to have to sleep in a wet bed do we?" He asked.
Tohru smiled and shook her head. 'This is it,' kept reverberating through her skull. Her body tingled with anticipation, electric currents flowed from her center outward, pulsing through her veins.
Hatori sat on her bed. He opened his arms beckoning her to come. Tohru was pulled into his arms. She positioned herself delicately, her head against his tricep, careful not to call upon his curse. She shivered. His bare skin was warm against hers. His hands were travelers on the continents of her skin. He felt every inch of her. She exhaled heavily. It was passionately, tenderly sweet.
Hatori captured her lips in a deep kiss. Tohru sighed into his mouth. As his hands danced upon her creamy skin, he thanked the gods that they were in the bedroom as opposed to their previous position. The chilly air calmed his nerves and allowed him to bridle and reign his raging passion. 'This is about her.' He thought.
He waited for her signals to progress to the next level. She began to arch into him, moaning softly on his lips. He could feel the racing beat of her heart. He gently laid her down and positioned himself next to her. Their kisses paused occasionally as they stared sweetly into the others eyes. His palms continued their journey across her body. He reveled in every part of her. The dip of her waste, the curve of her hip. His hands discovered all the places they were meant to reside. His fingers crawled down her stomach and rested on her inner thighs. He heard her breath leave her. He could feel the heat and moisture from her insides. He played with her sensitive core, teasing the convolutions of her moistened skin.
Tohru writhed, pressing her head into her pillow. The tension accumulating between her legs was maddening. She panted heavily and moistened her lips. She thought they were going to crack.
Hatori took her hand, and maneuvered his fingers into her interior. She squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip. She was hardly able to contain the immense pleasure. He thrust his fingers into her, gradually increasing his tempo. He kissed her softly on the cheek before descending to her midsection. One hand tightly gripped hers, as the other pushed her consciousness into oblivion. His chin rested between her parted legs. He grazed her sex with his tongue.
Tohru squeezed his and hand and gasped. "Ha'ri!" She moaned.
Hatori added suction to the mix, tantalizing the pleats of her clitoris with
his savvy tongue. He drove her to the edge of her orgasm before backing down, and caressing her inner legs with his free hand. She squirmed, body quivering.
She sat up and played with his hair. Her cloudy eyed awareness was altered to an alternative form of consciousness. Hatori peeked up at her. Her chest rose and fell heavily, breath uneven. He moaned, the vibrations causing Tohru to twitter with ecstasy. She collapsed back into her pillow. He scooted back up to her, burying his kisses into her neck. His fingers found her aching depths once again.
She began to fumble in his lap. He removed her hands gently, kissing her cheek. "Not this time." he whispered, nuzzling into her ear. He captured her ear lobe between his lips, then planted hushed kisses down her neck. Her warmth penetrated his very soul.
Tohru turned to face him. He withdrew his sticky fingers from her.
She was lost in his smile. Who knew Hatori could smile like that? He was absolutely glowing, his smile radiated to every corner of his existence. She sighed. 'I'll never forget this moment.' She squeezed his hands and kissed him so softly he wasn't sure if he had imagined her touch.
He sat up, pulling her and her kiss with him. He put his leg over her, pausing to sit on her stomach. He cupped her cheek. "You really are beautiful, you know that?"
Tohru blushed and turned aside. He tilted her chin back to face him and kissed her softly. He positioned himself above her entrance.
"Are you sure about this?" He whispered
Tohru bit her lip and nodded. Her stomach was twisting itself inside out. 'This is really it.'
"It's O.K. if you aren't, we don't have to."
Tohru's voice was steady and clear. "No, Hatori, I want to."
He nodded and picked up her hand. He paused, listening for the phone or a knock at the door, when neither happened he penetrated her into her depths. His inched his length into her slowly, savoring every sensation along the way. She squeezed his hand and cried out. The pleasure pain dichotomy was breathtakingly chimerical. When he reached the deepest part of her body, he pulled out and slowly and crept back inside her. A tiny trickle of blood ran down her pale leg as evidence of their union. Hatori felt her muscles gripping him, guiding him in and out of the narrow passageway. Her insides grew wetter to accommodate for his bulk. They were both exhaling sharply.
'So tight.' He thought, refusing the urge to ravage her. He just hoped he could make it last. . . for her.
He paused inside of her, buried to his hilt. Caging her body, he kissed her. She returned his kiss with more passion than he had imagined possible. He withdrew and entered her again, setting a slow even rhythm allowing her body to adjust to his size. He gradually increased his pace as she responded beneath him. Their tongues twisted as the moment was heated. The astriction between her legs escalated. She knotted her fingers in his wet hair.
"Hatori," she whispered.
"Mmm." He mumbled in her ear.
Sweat formed on his brow. He kissed her forehead and cried out, biting back the urge to cum. Every muscle in his body flexed, pushing his deeper inside her. Tohru could feel him hardening. She panted heavily. She could feel her body reaching its breaking point. She tried to hold it back but was unable. She screamed loudly as her orgasm erupted through her body. It sent shock waves clamoring through her every vein. Hatori felt her climax tighten around his erection.
"Ahh!" He breathed trying desperately to hold on.
Tohru's body relaxed it's death grip on Hatori, and thus they resumed their amorous undulations. Hatori pressed inside her faster, reaching untouched depths. His assaults quickly brought Tohru to the edge of her zenith once more. Their shouts became louder and more frequent. Tohru watched Hatori through her blurred vision. His gaze was intent upon her. His cries displayed a sense of urgency. Brows furrowed, he refused to take his eyes off of her for a moment, even through his clouded eyes. Tohru threw her head back and screamed, unable to maintain their eye contact, as her second apogee gripped her body. As her vaginal walls tightened around him, Hatori plunged himself into her harder and harder until his body reached his absolute apex and released his thick cum deep into her body. He felt as though his entire existence revolved around this one, clock melting moment. Time simply did not exist. Every color and shape, in every dimension swam before him like a Surrealist's wet dream.
Night fell quickly, surrounding the couple as their breaths and heartbeats returned to normal. Hatori wasn't sure how long he had been inside of Tohru, but he was reluctant to withdraw. His vision slowly cleared and he became ultimately aware of the woman beside him. He pulled out of her, but latched onto her and drew her as close to him as he possibly could. He was totally cognizant of the sacrifice she had made. He hadn't taken her, she had given herself to him, aware of the repercussions of infidelity in this society.
Hatori pulled her in a little closer and began to cry.