Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Dreams ❯ Last Chance ( Chapter 13 )

 

'How could a week go so quickly?' Tohru wondered as she awoke on Sunday morning. She could feel Hatori's presence in her bed next to her. The week passed in a torrent of delicate passion. 'But could it have only been a week?' She felt so close to him. He had let her see him in his tearful, most vulnerable state. No one had ever been so entirely open with her. Who would have ever imagined that the cold hard dragon could be so sweet and fragile. Though they had never spoken of his tears, Tohru knew they were important. Hatori wasn't the type to be exposed. She was honored that he felt close enough to her to reveal his weakness.

 

Hatori groaned and pulled Tohru towards him, nuzzling into her neck. Her stomach fluttered. Despite all of the lovemaking they had been doing over the past week, she still got nervous every time he touched her. She'd never get used to his attentions. He nibbled on her shoulder.

 

"Are you awake?" She asked.

 

"No." He replied, kissing the back of her neck. "I think I'm still dreaming."

 

She blushed. She'd never get used to his compliments either.

 

He grumbled sleepily, "I hope I never wake up." He followed this statement with a loud yawn.

 

"Since when did you have trouble getting up?" She asked.

 

"That's not what I meant, but it is early!" He noted, "It's still dark out!"

 

"I thought you always got up before the sun."

 

He laughed. "That was before you started sleeping next to be, I never had a reason to stay in bed."

 

She blushed again, sighed, softly and turned over. "You do give me a reason to hate mornings."

 

He looked away. "Especially this morning."

 

Tohru snuggled into his chest. He was right. Today meant going back to normal. She couldn't imagine going through her life without Hatori, but she promised him at the very beginning of the week that she'd let him go. She fought back tears. 'There's no sense in ruining our last few hours as a couple.'

 

Hatori kissed the top of her head, gently stroking her hair. He never wanted to let go. The world was so cold without Tohru. He felt her deflate against him. She worked her way up him until they were nose to nose. Her smile made him forget his troubles for the moment. She kissed him with the tender longing that had come to epitomize their brief relationship. This could be the last time she'd ever be able to make-love to him. She wanted to make the best of it.

 

He sighed into her kiss, returning it with equal longing. His hands wandered the length of her torso, sneaking under her clothes and caressing her back. She smiled and flexed into him, stimulating his morning wood. He exhaled softly, working his lips into her neck. He gently pulled at her skin with his teeth. Tohru's hands found his lap. She stroked his length in her tiny grip. Hatori returned the favor, slipping his fingers underneath her waistband and into her eager midst. Groaning, she moistened at his touch. She unbuttoned his pajama top and slid it off of his shoulders.

 

Hatori sat up, removing her top as well. He descended to the swell of her breasts, sucking each nipple to erection. She groaned and thrust upward, in a not so subtle hint for him to continue downward. He complied with her demands, and removed her underwear and pajama bottoms. He paused, inhaling the sight of her nudity. Despite their actions, she still glowed the picture of perfect innocence. His eyes danced across her skin, celebrating it's purity. He settled between her legs and dabbled his tongue between the puckers of her intimacy. Her hands mused his hair. He inserted his fingers into her center. She moaned as her life escaped. Hatori's sloppy titillations heightened her tactile awareness. Finding her treasure, he hastened her orgasm. Torhu struggled to maintain composure, but he was relentless. He paused only to allow her to cum in his mouth. The world shattered before her into fragments of pleasure, only to burst again as resumed his oral play.

 

"Hatori. . ." She mumbled softly, brushing his hair out of his eyes. They met her own. "You know, you look good with your hair away from your face. You don't need to hide."

 

Hatori smiled and plunged his fingers deep inside her. She gasped and flexed her hips. He traced her curves with his tongue, working his way up her body. He settled in her neck, pulling at her skin with the suction. Tohru groaned and teasingly, brushed her lips across Hatori's. He leaned forward to kiss her, but she pulled back quickly, a coy smile spread across her face.

 

"You're mean." He teased.

 

"Am I?" Hatori nodded. Tohru settled between his legs. "If I were really mean, would I do this?"

 

She licked his throbbing penis from its base to its head. Hatori's breath left him. He groaned, flexing his hips. She ignored his silent pleas and sat up.

"Now you're really being mean." He complained.

 

Tohru smiled sweetly, and engulfed Hatori's shaft. He panted heavily, trying to subdue his desire to cum in her mouth. She rolled her tongue down his length while working his taint with her middle fingers. He thanked the gods for the day she discovered that spot. He flexed into her receptive mouth, gripping her hair tightly.

 

"Mmm, that feels good." He moaned.

 

She purred and quickened her pace. Hatori grabbed the sheets so hard they broke loose from the corners. He pressed his head deep into the pillow, moaning loudly. He pried her away from his lap, and pulled her up to face him. He engaged her with a passionate duel of their tongues. She melted in his arms. She positioned herself above his penis, slowly working her way down his length. He felt her warm tightness embrace him through their tempestuous kiss. Hatori sighed into her mouth as she gently bit his lower lip. His hardness throbbed inside of her, reverberating through her skin. She set a slow, angst filled pace, riding him, allowing his penis to touch every inch of her center. He nibbled on her neck, sending shockwaves through her skeleton. His hands rested gently, comfortably on her hips. He wished to draw her closer to him.

 

"You're so good to me." He whispered in her ear.

 

Tohru blushed and shook her head. Hatori laughed softly and nodded, nuzzling his nose behind her ear. He flipped her over, pressing into her softly. He allowed his hands to roam her pure skin. 'Skin feels so good.' He thought, reveling in her nudity. She hooked her legs behind his back and pulled him into further her. He increased his tempo. He kissed her as deep as his thrusts as he pulled her into his soul.

 

"Ha'ri," she cried. "I'm going to cum."

 

"Do you want me to also?" He asked.

 

She nodded. "Together."

 

He pushed himself as deep into her body as he could. Her screams of pleasure echoed in the air. Faster, faster, he thrust into her, the sweat dripped from his knit brow. Urgency erupted between them, as their sweet indulgence began to climax. Hatori wasn't sure how much longer he could hold on. Finally, her every muscle contracted and hot liquid seared from between her legs. Her world exploded into a shattered rainbow. Prismic shards rained upon her existence. Hatori cried out as he felt her tighten. He burst. He lost every sense of space and direction. Every star in the universe simultaneously flared into billions of brilliant super-novae.

 

He fell into a lump beside her, not bothering to withdraw. Their chests heaved in unison, heartbeats playing a rhythmic canticle. He kissed her, pouring his last ounce of energy into her depths.

 

She sighed happily. "It really does get better every time."