Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ If I Was Her ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Nine Tailed Mistress 
The hot and juicy stuff
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.18.2007 | Updated On: 11.18.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 874 | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
The hot and juicy stuff
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.18.2007 | Updated On: 11.18.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 874 | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2
Nine Tailed Mistress
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Hatori looked unphased as he continued his work of straightening Akito's room, not that it was untidy in the first place.
"What was the purpose of saying such a thing?" Hatori asked, not even bothering to look at the fragile figure sitting down on the futon.
Akito stared at him, thinking about it and knowing why he said it, but knowing that he could never tell Hatori.
"Come here Hatori." He commanded, leaving no room for arguement, not taht Hatori would have complained to begin with.
The dragon strode over to the younger man and knelt before him, looking at him expectantly. Akito lifted his right hand and placed it upon Hatori's cheek, liking the feel of his warm cheek against his cold hand. Staring into those green pools he loved so much, Akito leaned in closer to Hatori, stopping so close that he could smell the tooth paste the older had used only a few short minutes before.
"What if I told you it was because I'm in love with you? Would you be my lover then?" Akito asked, masking his anxiety.
"You would need to love me to be in love with me." Hatori stated matter-of-factly unmoving and expression unchanging.
"You wold be right about that, so I guess what I really want is to just have sex with you, I mean who really wants to die a virgin." Akito said, his heart tightening in pain. Being the master of covering his emotions, he smirked at Hatori.
"If it was only the simple fact of not wanting to die a virgin you could have asked anyone."
"Well I thought that it would be best to have my first experience with someone who doesn't completely repulse me."
"If that was--" Akito cut him off, pressing his lips to the soft petals of Hatori's.
Closing his eyes, he slid his right hand from his cheek into his mass of brown locks, tangling his fingers in the silky strands. Hatori stared at him, slightly surprised, but his facial expression never changed as the younger man ravaged his mouth before pulling away, panting softly.
"Take this as the last dying request from the master of the house." Akito breathed, before continuing, "Enjoy it. If you have to, close your eyes."
Again his hot lips were pressed against the older man's as he wrapped his arms around his neck and slowly straddled his lap. Settling into Hatori's warmth, he could feel his arousal begin to present itself, tenting in his kimono. Hatori was unresponsive the first few seconds until he closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the sensations Akito was proving him with, finding it not to be entirely unpleasant. Their lips moved together as Hatori wrapped his arms around Akito's petit frame. Akito broke the kiss, panting before placing a chased kiss on Hatori's red and swollen lips. Sliding back, he laid down, beconing Hatori to follow. Hesitantly he moved to lay above Akito, staring down into his deep grey eyes while Akito returned the stare. Slowly they each leaned in, their kiss started a new, Akito's tongue prodding at Hatori's lips which the dragon promptly gave access to. The battle began, their fight for dominance, Hatori seemed to win the battle effortlessly.
Akito placed his hands on Hatori's neck and slid them down to his shoulders, under his usual white coat, then slid them down his arms, stopping when the material gave a considerable amount of resistance. Hatori noticed the sturggle and sat up on his knees, sliding it off then reaching for the hem of his shirt. The fragile young man stopped him, sitting up and grasped the material in his hands then pulled it up over the dragon's head. Akito leaned in, kissing him, his hands exploring the smooth and well toned flesh that was now uncovered for his greedy fingers to devour.
Leaving the kiss short he pulled away, moving to Hatori's jaw, placing open mouthed kisses over his heated skin. Trailing his love licks down over the columb of the olderman's neck, nipping and kissing in various places while Hatori panted. Akito's thin fingers moved down, swirling around his belly button before sliding down even farther and undoing the belt that secured Hatori's pants in place then fumbling with the button and zipper. Reaching into the confines of his breaches, Akito cupped his hand over the obvious bulge tenting in Hatori's briefs. Smirking he pulled back, beginning to slide his kimono off, exposing his ivory flesh to Hatori's eyes. His skin was smooth and hairless aside from the small patch of hair at the base of his erect member. Once again he laid down, waiting for Hatori to join him.
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Author's Corner:
For all of you fanfic readers who are going... 'BUT AKITO IS A WOMAN!'.. yes I know, I'm not stupid, I just prefer the anime version of Akito where 'she' is a 'he' so that is the way he is in all of my fanfics.
Nine Tailed Mistress
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Hatori looked unphased as he continued his work of straightening Akito's room, not that it was untidy in the first place.
"What was the purpose of saying such a thing?" Hatori asked, not even bothering to look at the fragile figure sitting down on the futon.
Akito stared at him, thinking about it and knowing why he said it, but knowing that he could never tell Hatori.
"Come here Hatori." He commanded, leaving no room for arguement, not taht Hatori would have complained to begin with.
The dragon strode over to the younger man and knelt before him, looking at him expectantly. Akito lifted his right hand and placed it upon Hatori's cheek, liking the feel of his warm cheek against his cold hand. Staring into those green pools he loved so much, Akito leaned in closer to Hatori, stopping so close that he could smell the tooth paste the older had used only a few short minutes before.
"What if I told you it was because I'm in love with you? Would you be my lover then?" Akito asked, masking his anxiety.
"You would need to love me to be in love with me." Hatori stated matter-of-factly unmoving and expression unchanging.
"You wold be right about that, so I guess what I really want is to just have sex with you, I mean who really wants to die a virgin." Akito said, his heart tightening in pain. Being the master of covering his emotions, he smirked at Hatori.
"If it was only the simple fact of not wanting to die a virgin you could have asked anyone."
"Well I thought that it would be best to have my first experience with someone who doesn't completely repulse me."
"If that was--" Akito cut him off, pressing his lips to the soft petals of Hatori's.
Closing his eyes, he slid his right hand from his cheek into his mass of brown locks, tangling his fingers in the silky strands. Hatori stared at him, slightly surprised, but his facial expression never changed as the younger man ravaged his mouth before pulling away, panting softly.
"Take this as the last dying request from the master of the house." Akito breathed, before continuing, "Enjoy it. If you have to, close your eyes."
Again his hot lips were pressed against the older man's as he wrapped his arms around his neck and slowly straddled his lap. Settling into Hatori's warmth, he could feel his arousal begin to present itself, tenting in his kimono. Hatori was unresponsive the first few seconds until he closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the sensations Akito was proving him with, finding it not to be entirely unpleasant. Their lips moved together as Hatori wrapped his arms around Akito's petit frame. Akito broke the kiss, panting before placing a chased kiss on Hatori's red and swollen lips. Sliding back, he laid down, beconing Hatori to follow. Hesitantly he moved to lay above Akito, staring down into his deep grey eyes while Akito returned the stare. Slowly they each leaned in, their kiss started a new, Akito's tongue prodding at Hatori's lips which the dragon promptly gave access to. The battle began, their fight for dominance, Hatori seemed to win the battle effortlessly.
Akito placed his hands on Hatori's neck and slid them down to his shoulders, under his usual white coat, then slid them down his arms, stopping when the material gave a considerable amount of resistance. Hatori noticed the sturggle and sat up on his knees, sliding it off then reaching for the hem of his shirt. The fragile young man stopped him, sitting up and grasped the material in his hands then pulled it up over the dragon's head. Akito leaned in, kissing him, his hands exploring the smooth and well toned flesh that was now uncovered for his greedy fingers to devour.
Leaving the kiss short he pulled away, moving to Hatori's jaw, placing open mouthed kisses over his heated skin. Trailing his love licks down over the columb of the olderman's neck, nipping and kissing in various places while Hatori panted. Akito's thin fingers moved down, swirling around his belly button before sliding down even farther and undoing the belt that secured Hatori's pants in place then fumbling with the button and zipper. Reaching into the confines of his breaches, Akito cupped his hand over the obvious bulge tenting in Hatori's briefs. Smirking he pulled back, beginning to slide his kimono off, exposing his ivory flesh to Hatori's eyes. His skin was smooth and hairless aside from the small patch of hair at the base of his erect member. Once again he laid down, waiting for Hatori to join him.
~~~
Author's Corner:
For all of you fanfic readers who are going... 'BUT AKITO IS A WOMAN!'.. yes I know, I'm not stupid, I just prefer the anime version of Akito where 'she' is a 'he' so that is the way he is in all of my fanfics.