Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Intertwined Felines ❯ Chapter 4

He had his backpack slung over his shoulder, a scowl on his face. The day had gone well for him, though he didn't know why he'd been in such a bad mood. Maybe he was jealous. Jealous about how much time Kyou was getting with Yumi. It pissed him off. Sure, he hated Yumi, but he was still protective of her. Kyou walked ahead of him, his head down, walking a bit faster than usual.

Yuki eyed him angrily. He didn't like the cat messing with his sister. He was cut short by Tohru.

"Um, Yuki?" He looked down at her smiling face. But it had concern written all over it this time.

"Are you ok? You just seem upset about something lately. Ever since Yumi came. Is it because she's here?"

"Partly," was his cold reply, staring straight ahead and burning holes into the back of the baka neko's head.

Yumi hummed as she hung the laundry out on the line, swaying her hips. She was almost hidden by the billowing white sheets, pants and shirts, except for when the wind blew and you could barely see her slender legs, which were proudly shown by shorts that reached her mid-thigh.

Shigure leaned against the door of his study, watching her. She was singing now as she clung a clip to the sheet, jumping lightly to retrieve it from the line. He smiled and turned into his study again. The wonderful night at Aya's hadn't satisfied his lust entirely. He turned again and watched Yumi. She spun and giggled when she fell into one of Shigure's robes.

Kyou flung his backpack into his room and dashed out the door. He stopped and tried to slow his pace to normal looking. Just a chat with Yumi while she hung laundry. No reason for him to rush to her to hug her and passionately kiss her and hold her in his arms. Nope.

He did it anyway. He snuck up behind her and let his hands travel from her swaying hips to her stomach, which exposed an inch of midriff, to completely encircling it, bringing her to him. She turned her head up and smiled at him, her hands falling on top of his.

"Welcome home, babe," she greeted, resting so her cheek was against his beating heart. She loved listening how she sped it up so.

"It's good to be home, Yumi," he murmured, kissing the top of her head. They rocked back and forth in silence. Just the night before was the most exciting night they'd ever had. They were going to take it easy today.

Blinking, Shigure cleaned his glasses again. Yumi? And Kyou? Well, I guess it was obvious from the start they'd have some connection, he speculated finally, seating himself at the computer.

She giggled as she sat in his lap, snuggling against his bare chest. He resisted the urge to reach down and grope ever single part of her naked body. The best heat was bare body heat, they'd insisted earlier, so now the pair cuddled naked against each other in their room. Plus they were too sore to do anything else.

Yumi kissed the muscle in front of her and sighed against it, her arms wrapped around him. She knew that his dick was poking her stomach, she knew it was trying to get hard, but she didn't care really. She didn't mind. They swayed from side to side, saying nothing but meaning everything.

That's when Yuki burst into the room. He broke the door, was Yumi's first frantic thought. Only then did she realize the shock. The person they wanted to know the least had found out first. She froze. Kyou felt her tighten up in his arms, realizing the danger he was in.

Yuki's heavy breathing was the only noise in the room and only proof of life.

"Get the hell away from her," he scowled, making a fist and taking a step towards Kyou. He didn't move, and neither did Yumi, but she spoke up.

"Yuki you can't do anything it's my choice. Like everything else I've done and you've frowned upon," she replied calmly. Kyou's hands moved, ready to block any type of attack on her. The damn rat would have to get through him first.

"Besides," Kyou spoke up sharply, making two heads turn, "I don't think if you shared a room with her, you wouldn't be able to resist her either. Look at this and stay a calm man, Yuki." He reached behind him and pulled Yumi's hands away and spun her, so her arms were behind her back, and Yuki could see her to her full glory. She turned her head to the side and bowed it, shamed and embaressed. Shivers went down her spine.

"Kyou please…" She was cut short by the most unexpected noise.

Yuki winced and leaned against the wall heavily, gazing at her silken smooth skin. He hadn't known she'd turned to such a beautiful creature. He only stared at her, feeling his member jump to attention as he rested on her firm breasts. His vision trailed down until it stopped at her crotch, which only brought another whimper from him.

Kyou leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Yumi, what say you that we bring Yuki in for some fun tonight?" She pondered for a second. Would that be a good thing? It'd be like a way to convince him to keep it secret. She smiled and turned to face her older brother. A laugh almost fell from her mouth when her eyes traveled to his groin and a small lump was there.

"Yuki, come join us," she murmured seductivly, looking at him with sad eyes. Yuki stepped away from the door, afraid that someone would suddenly come home. He walked so he faced Kyou, standing and glaring into his eyes. He pulled Yumi back in front of him, making him loose all hope of sophistication. He placed his hands in front of his now throbbing erection. It couldn't get any worse.

Well, not by itself. Kyou let his hand fall down and rest on Yumi's bush. She didn't move, which was probably the green light for him. His hand slipped all the way until he found in between her thighs and poked his index finger inside. She gasped and closed her eyes, remembering from last night.

Yuki gasped too, but emitted a small moan. Why were they doing this to him? He felt like he was going to die. Kyou continued his work, inserting his middle finger also and going deeper inside of her, feeling her muscles around his fingers. He'd forgotten how she felt.

Yumi reached out and grabbed a hold of Yuki's collar and pulled him closer, gazing into his eyes and seeing her own reflection. On the verge of collapsing, Yuki threw his hands out and supported himself against the wall, propping himself up from squishing Yumi and Kyou. His breath was a different ragged down, and his eyes darkened dangerously.

Her hands came up to unbutton his school uniform, seeming to be hard work. Yuki only bowed his head in shame. He'd still won fights against Kyou, but he'd lost a different battle to the combined effort. Yumi finished the unbuttoning and let her hands wander up the body with skin so much like hers. Not as muscular as Kyou, but just enough to get by. She smiled and leaned forwards, placing a kiss on his chest.

Yuki moaned, his arms shaking. Yumi gestured that they move from the wall to the floor, where Yuki and Kyou obliged immediately. They did her will; she only licked her lips in desire. Yuki took her hands and let her fall to the floor, her hair spraying wonderfully on the wood in all directions. He looked in between her open thighs once and felt himself grow dizzy. It was too much. Kyou moved so he almost straddled her chest, but used the shelves on his walls to support himself. His cock was positioned nicely above Yumi's face. She bent up and licked it teasingly, an evi smile on her face. He whimpered and closed his eyes.

She had them all at her mercy.

Yuki had his hands full, his palms massaging her inner thighs. He let his shirt drop from his arms onto the floor before Kyou got off of her and Yumi sat up.

"Yuki you need help," she suggested, her hand moving from his chest to his crotch, grabbing the hardened penis through the material and squeezing gently. He clenched his teeth and inhaled sharply, allowing her to work the buttons and zipper on his pants to let his length spring free.

"Up on your knees now," she ordered, doing so herself. As he followed suite, she pulled his pants to his knees, which he kicked off immediately. He moaned when her fingers curled around his shaft again, stroking him gently. She only gazed as his almost in-pain expression when Kyou came behind her and wrapped his arms around her, massaging her breasts and letting his cock rub against her silky skinned thigh seductively, biting her shoulder in the softest way.

She stifled her own murmur of pleasure long enough to pull Yuki towards her. His eyes flew open to meet the pleading look of his sister. Just thinking that Yumi really was his sister made things more twisted, but the lust in her eyes as long as the insane horniness he was experiencing blurred that thought as he shuffled to her.

Feeling a bit weird, Kyou pulled Yumi to stand up, as Yuki followed almost eagerly, since her hand still held a firm grip on him. She looked into his eyes in the strangest way as she directed his cock to her pussy, dripping from her lust fluids.

Her moan as he entered her slowly was more than he could take as Kyou stifled his own whimper. He watched as Yuki threw his head back, a look of pain on his features. Once she was done, she grabbed his hands and held them, following as Kyou pushed them against the wall.

Her lips grazed under his chin as he groaned, feeling her starting to move slowly with the help of Kyou. He still sucked hungrily at her neck, his eyes never leaving Yuki's, which were also open and glaring at Kyou. What had he done to his sister?

She pulled her hips to his repeatedly, careful not to touch the bruises she'd received from Kyou the other night. She turned her head so she was a profile to both boys, tilting her head as Kyou captured her lips eagerly, wanting the attention. Being a great, erm, "multi tasker," she continued to pound Yuki's hips against herself, completely engulfing his dick. He leaned against the wall, gasping for air as he raised his hips with hers. His hands were pressed against the wall to keep from sliding down and hurting himself.

Suddenly Kyou had a genius idea. Well, genius to him at least. He parted the kiss slowly and watched Yuki's pale member slam inside his white flower.

"Idea," he stated suddenly, making all movement stop. "Lie down, first it'll be easier for both of you." He picked Yumi up and let Yuki's now dripping erection fall from her cunt. He followed obediantly as Kyou placed Yumi on the mattress. He positioned himself on Yumi's chest, holding himself up using the same shelf so he didn't suffocate her. Yuki came behind him and slid back inside of her tightness. She gasped and arched her back. Kyou's ball sacs lightly brushed against her breasts, and he bit his lip from whining.

Getting the idea, Yumi bent her head and engulfed Kyou's cock inside her mouth, moving it around with her tongue. He sighed and shivered, his sacs now resting on her chest. They tickled her beautifully and she moaned into his mouth. Yuki's hands were on her hips, started the slow rhythem over again. After licking it, she started to suck gently at first, then it got rougher and harder. He moaned and threw his head back in a silent cry.

Yuki nearly passed out, gasping as his pounded into her. She felt mixed sensations, both gaining and giving pleasure. She felt in heaven. She bucked her hips for Yuki to speed up as she lightly nibbled Kyou's thick dick in her mouth, sucking and pulling it.

He cried out. She felt like she was gonna goddamn swallow it! He leaned more heavily on the board, clenching his teeth and watching her with his attentive crimson eyes. Her gaze met his and she never faltered her steady beat, grinding her teeth against his soft skin.

Yuki was the first to come, not pulling out of her fast enough, and spilling half his cum onto the bed, the other half inside her pussy. This triggered her own, which hit her so hard her vision blackened and for a moment she passed out. But when she awoke she lightly bit Kyou's already throbbing cock, satisfied when he screamed out and shoved his dick into her mouth deeper, launching his seed into her.

She pulled away and choked, coughing on the seed that dribbled from her lips and fell down her throat. She fell back, exhausted as Yuki crawled to her right and Kyou fell to her left. Kyou's arm fell around her chest, snuggling against her beautifully. After a gesture, Yuki found it ok to let his arm drape around her waist. Her arms supported both boy's heads and her hands rested on their shoulders, breathing heavily. The room smelt heavily of sex and sweat, and quite frankly, it was a good smell.

Kyou kissed her cheek softly, letting his now limp penis rested against her thigh. Yuki only lay on the other side, resting and sighing. It was all too strange. First off, he'd just lost his virginity in a threesome, and with his cousin and his sister. Second, he didn't feel any different towards her, he still wanted to hate her, but he'd just had sex with her. Confused, he rested his head partly on her shoulder, his eyes drooping until he fell asleep.

Yumi stroked her brother's hair before turning to snuggle with Kyou. He reached with his arm to throw the sheet over Yuki as she pulled away from him slowly, letting him rest. She fit into his arms nicely.

They sat, wrapped in each other's arms, before Yumi had the strange sensation to have spontaneous sex again. It was probably because Kyou's hand dropped to finger her gently, swirling her juices around. She giggled and snuggled closely to him, urging his finger deeper. He did as she asked and fell deeper inside of her, enjoying the sensation himself.

"We can't right now…not with Yuki right here." He nodded in understanding.

The wind whistled in between the towering trees as two shadowed figures made their way across the field, the tall grass tickling them past their knees. Dew clung to it and the stars decorated the sky like magnificent fireflies, hidden by clouds and trees.

Yumi spun around and jumped into Kyou's arms, who lowered himself into the grass. She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled him closely on top of him, curling up like a kitten. The two trench coats they slung over themselves carelessly before sneaking out hung loosely at their sides. Yumi's slid off easily as she cuddled with him naked, her still hot skin pressed against his bare chisled chest. He soon abandoned his coat and flung it to the side and held her close, pulling her so no space was between their heated and hot bodies. He kissed the back of her neck gently as she lay on him, curled in such a way that that was the only part he could kiss without killling himself completely.

The wind continued to blow against his calm penis, with, along with contact with her silky skin, started to slowly move to attention. She could feel it against her thigh, but didn't move to acknowledge it at first. Finally, a hand came down and stroked it gently, to the sensative moans of Kyou. She rubbed her finger on the tip, kissing his bare pecks tenderly. Her fingers fell all the way to the bottom of the shaft and trailed up slowly, tickling and seducing him, only to reach the tip and do the same on the way down.

He wrigged beneath her hand, whimpers for more escaping his swollen lips. She only lay on him, not looking up at him and smiling evilly, or even smiling now. Just a pure look of calmness and serenity on her face. Almost boredom or sleepiness it seemed. But Kyou was over in heaven, more of a love than a lust.

After a few minutes of stroking and calmed silence, the dew and wind starting to cling to their skin, which had grown cold, almost silently Kyou came into her hand, a small cry escaping him. It wasn't as bad as the other things he'd done to her, it was just playing around compared to what else happened. But it was strange, he couldn't control it this time.

Her hand lifted and she gazed at her creamed hand, watching the cum drip from her fingers and palm.

"I'm sorry love."

"Sorry for what exactly?" She lifted her head and tasted his milk, acting as if it was the first time. She sucked on each finger, her tongue moving magically over each slender curve. Unable to resist, Kyou pulled her hand down to his face and helped her clean it off, occasionally their mouths and tongues touching. After a final lick, their mouths met and they kissed quietly.

No seducing moans.

No groping for sexual body parts.

No fierce kisses.

Just a soft, passionate kiss that was more of a married couple's kiss than a teenagers sex-like kiss. Breaking away briefly, Yumi moved so her stomach and breasts pressed against his body. Her arms behind his head, she kissed him again in the same fashion. His hands roamed up to caress her smooth, soft back and rested on her sweet, clutchable bottom.

She was like a doll. A small doll a little girl would get for the first time. When they broke to breath softly, he could do nothing but gaze into her eyes. She was like a small child, that he'd corrupted by his evil and erotic ways, to get the lust to satisfy his every need. But what stared back at him was the same want and needing.

It suddenly flooded her, and she became overwhelmed with it: Want, Need, Lust and Passion. Slowly, she slid down until his regaining erection touch her `lips'. He inhaled though his teeth, but didn't say a word. She moved to straddle his dick slowly, easing onto him. She winced lightly and let out a small groan, the recent activities, which should've made her sore long ago, starting to kick in just now. She bit her lip and kept on until he was completely inside her pulsing sheath.

It was an unknown cause, but the groan she emitted was just too sexy sounding for him. He felt his member swell up just a little more, filling her space entirely. His head rested against the grass they'd flattened upon their arrival, the large blades protecting them from view.

She started making a slow, steady rhythem that didn't speed up. She didn't want hardcore sex tonight. Just the sweet, steady kind that was more of love than lust. So it really wasn't sex, more of "Love-Making." He sat up and faced her, his face set and calm before capturing her lips in a soft sweet kiss. He felt his hips move in time with hers and his skin rubbing against the pale milk white silk.

He opened his eyes and examined her round face in wonder. Blushing, she dropped her gaze to stare at his chest and groin as she moved with him. His breathing started to get harsher and heavier as he sped up lightly, his gaze never dropped from her figure.

He loved her. He loved how her breasts lightly bounced at every gentle thrust and how the cold pink tips that were her nipples peaked and hardened in the cold. He loved how her curly violet hair fell in locks around her face, brushing her soft cheeks and fell in front of the eyes that were a deeper and redder purple. He loved how he felt inside of her, warm, tight, and he'd even grown to love the tickling prickle her pubic hairs gave him as he slid in and out of her.

One hand came up to brush the hair from her cheek gently, thrusting faster inside of her. He kissed her cheek softly, and she murmured a quiet phrase that was commen amongst them lately.

"I love you too," he whispered back as she moved with his steady beat, feeling the small beads of sweat run down the back of her neck. But his hand was there, holding it, kissing under her chin and face and licking the small sweat that dropped. Her head fell back, exposing the full of her slender neck, moaning with pleasure. His thumb continued to stroke her cheek as she finally whipped back and let a cry of pure pain. Her orgasm squeezed her energy out and clenched her muscles around his dick, gasping for air.

He clenched his teeth and went on, feeling him pound into her a little faster with each thrust. She could only watch him with amazement, surprised that he could still go on and resist her reaction and hold back. Weak, she tried to move with him, but could only manage to fall against his shoulder, resting her cold brow on it gently.

Holding her back, he gently moved and set her onto the grass beneath them, gazing into her eyes and finding the energy to go faster. So he wanted to keep going, even though she'd lost her strength. He better be prepared for another peak then. She was approaching. Approaching much to fast for her liking. It was strange, how weak and defensless she was, and how it didn't take long for her to orgasm.

A weak cry came from her trembling lips, which was silenced by a soft kiss by Kyou. The kisses came in small pecks as his breathing came harder and he had to gasp evenly. Yumi's lips grazed his chin and mouth, licking his bottom lip. Her hands held onto his shoulders firmly, keeping him, as well as herself, steady.

His voice rang out into the night as he threw his head back and exploded, nearly collapsing on top of the fragile girl before him. She too screamed and bucked her hips to meet his as her orgasm came to her simotaneously. He only stared in amazement at her, his arms keeping himself up. Now her face showed nothing but pure lust, the sweat making her hair cling to her brow, her flushed cheeks, trembling red lips, and heaving chest as she gasped for air, the lumps rising and falling.

He moved finally, pulling his cock from her wet pussy and crawled over her, letting his member rest on her stomach as he kissed her forehead gently. She closed her eyes and pulled him closer to her, meeting their lips together to dance.

The crickets churned, the birds sang, the trees whistled, and the sun broke over the horizon.

Shock. Only shock could bring them back to their senses. Which was funny. Because shock is what brought them to their daze in the first place. The room quieted immediately, all members only could stare in horror at Shigure's news. His own face had regret and sorrow on it. He shook his head, closing his eyes sadly.

"I'm sorry. He's requested it, since we're going to the Spa. He won't let you come along. I'm sorry Yumi." Her eyes lost their shine, and they rested as a dull gray against her snow skin, staring forwards and not looking at anything at all. It was just…blank.

"I understand."

"You can't let him do this!"

"I'm sure there's another way Shigure?"

"That man won't stop at anything to torture others. Shigure, you can't let him do this." Yumi's calm response triggered a mass argument, which was silenced by Shigure's fist slamming on the table. Everyone sealed their lips closed. Kyou turned to face his white lily. She sat there, so helpless, practically envisioning her downfall, the same downfall that made her leave before.

"Just listen to me! Akito said Yumi was to stay with him, no arguments or set backs. He wants her there by tomorrow night, the same night we're leaving. I'm sorry!" he stood up and stormed to his office. Tohru looked from face to face of the rest of the inhabitants of the table. She felt her voice crack as she let out a cry and fled to the kitchen. Her sobs echoed in the small room.

Yuki immediately got up and ran after her to comfort her, never the less. He disappeared through the doors and Tohru's cries quieted.

Kyou never let his gaze drop from Yumi. She only stared at her hands in her lap, sitting on her feet. She bit her lip. Refused to cry. Kyou scooted and placed a hand on hers. She shook her head, dumbfounded. He let his thumb run over her fingers, comforting her.

But she broke down. She let out a wail of pain and put her hands to her face, covering it in shame and shock. She had silent cries, but her shoulders shook. He did the obvious. He went to her and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her and rubbing her back and telling her, "Everything will be alright," but knowing it wouldn't be so. He couldn't trust Akito. Nobody could.