Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Lemon Trilogy ❯ Petting the Dog/Feeding the Cat ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't own them, and even if I did, I wouldn't be this cruel to them!

 

A/N: The third and final part to my deranged smut trilogy. Milking the Cow and Stroking the Rat precede this. I have no idea what I was thinking, and no one is totally IC. It's all just raunchy, lemony madness, I tell you! Enjoy!

 

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Petting the Dog, Feeding the Cat

 

By: Mizaya

 

“Don't go Black on me you bastard!”

 

“You're so cute when you're angry, koneko-chan.”

 

Kyo swiped Haru's hand out of his face and glared at his irritating cousin. The guy had been bugging the shit out of him since he and Tohru walked in the door. Now he had started going Black and he was being a total prick. Kyo wanted to knock him on his face.

 

“What's the matter, Kyon-kyon?” Haru asked him in a childish, taunting tone. “Cat got your tongue?” He punctuated his statement by slipping two fingers on the sides of his mouth and doing something with his tongue that Kyo was thankful Tohru was out of the room for. He didn't even want to think about explaining what that meant to her.

 

“That's it you sick freak!” Kyo swung his fist full force at Haru's jaw. Instead of the satisfying crack he was hoping for, he ended up on the floor, dazed at how Haru stepped aside at the last minute. The cow's eyes were flat, and that menacing smirk was gone from his face as if he hadn't just been Black. He was staring at something behind Kyo.

 

“Hi, Yuki,” he said calmly.

 

Kyo turned to see the damn rat in the doorway. Yuki was glaring murderously and Kyo braced himself to take on both him and Haru at the same time, but the rat completely ignored him and stalked over to instead face Haru.

 

“Did you talk to Miss Honda, Yuki?”

 

Haru's mellow question went unanswered. Yuki grabbed the cow by his arm and twisted him so he was pinned on the ground. “What did you do to her?” he hissed.

 

This definitely piqued Kyo's interest. If Yuki was pissed off enough to ignore him and assault Hatsuharu, something had to be amiss. Wait! Do to her? Do to…Tohru???

 

Yuki had moved so that he was kneeling on Haru's back, his head leaning close to his cousin's ear and a furious look distorting his pretty face. “What did you do to her, Haru?” he hissed out.

 

A large grin crept over Haru's lips. He had already gone Black again, and he appeared to be enjoying himself. Kyo could only listen in a stupor when he finally spoke, his Black voice dangerously mocking. “Oh, poor Yuki. Didn't she show you her new trick? I taught her how to be a good girl and take it all in her mouth at once.”

 

All in her mouth at once? What did that…?! Kyo took a closer look at Yuki. The rat was disheveled and his face flushed with something that seemed vaguely familiar.

 

Suddenly it hit him. That was the look of a man who had just gotten some! Not that he would know what it was like to have someone else did it, but sometimes when he whacked off in the shower, he would see his face in the bathroom mirror afterwards, and he looked just like that, with his eyes hooded and his cheeks bright red. The damn rat had just gotten his rocks off! What the fuck?

 

Thoughts were slow-moving. Tohru. Do to her. New trick. Take it all in her mouth at once.

 

Kyo was up the stairs in a flash. He left Yuki to beat the crap out of Haru for him, and he would take care of that filthy rat afterwards. Right now he had to find Tohru and make sure she hadn't just sucked Yuki off. Tohru! He couldn't even begin to imagine her doing anything like that! Not until he arrived upstairs, that is.

 

He moved slowly down the hall, aware of sounds coming from Yuki's room. It was Shigure's voice. That fucking perverted asshole! He paused outside the door to listen.

 

“Make sure you hold it gently. Ah, yeah, there's a good girl. Now use your other hand to explore. Mmm, you're such a fast learner, Tohru.”

 

That was about all he could take. Rage boiled as he tore through the shoji screen, ripping it from its runners and growling as it hit the door in a mangled mess. The scene before him was seemingly out of a nightmare. Tohru was sitting down at the foot of Yuki's bed, between Shigure's legs. The dog had left his yukata fall open so that his hard length saluted proudly in front of him. Tohru's hands were paused around the red veiny shaft, mid-stroke, to which Shigure looked utterly frustrated about. The damn dog was trembling with the obvious need to release.

 

“Tohru,” he said, surprised that he wasn't screaming at her, “get the hell away from him!”

 

Tohru just sat stunned, though. He would have thought that she didn't hear him except for her small squeak.

 

“Kyo is so mean!” Gure said with a pout. “We were just getting to the good part. Our little flower is such a good sport, doing all of us Sohmas a favor.” He thrust almost uncontrollably into her still fingers, and let himself moan at the blatant pleasure.

 

The move caught Tohru off-guard, and she jerked her hand, but still didn't remove it from the dog. Shigure hunched slightly, his hands rubbing on his own thighs in anticipation. Tohru almost looked like a frozen doll to Kyo. Although he wanted to grab her and tear her away from Shigure, he was mesmerized by the sight of her with a massive erection in her tiny hand. Her dress was riding up her legs from her position in front of Shigure and he could see the barest hint of white and pink flowered panties. His own dick twitched at the image of him pulling them down and ramming his throbbing cock into her tight wet…no! He tried to tell himself that it was disgusting to watch her jerk off his cousin while he thought of her, but he couldn't help it.

 

Shigure took the moment of silence to do himself a favor. He pushed his hips forward, at the same time grabbing Tohru's wrist to hold her hand in place on his dick. The bucking lasted only seconds before he keeled out her name and shot white, sticky cum all over her face. It ran from her cheek down her lips and started to dribble down her chin. Kyo was paralyzed with lust as she poked her tongue out to taste at the liquid.

 

“Ah, do you feel better now, Shigure?” she asked him lightheartedly.

 

Those innocent little words were enough to make Kyo realize that this was Tohru he was looking at, not some cheap porn star. She was coated in that lecherous dog's jizz and he had just let it happen. He could never forgive himself. Freed from the moment, he leapt forward and grabbed Tohru's unoccupied hand and began dragging her to her feet. As he pushed her out the doorway, he turned once to look at the sated bastard on the bed. “You make me sick! Stay the fuck away from her!”

 

He couldn't even bear to look at the slimy mask of cum that was congealing on her face. Repulsed, he ushered Tohru into the bathroom and shut the door behind them. Tohru, eyes still wide, took his point and leaned over the sink to rinse her face off. He handed her a towel when she was done and leaned against the bathroom wall, crossing his arms to ponder the situation. It seemed unreal.

 

“What did you think you were doing?” he asked her seriously.

 

Tohru's eyebrows lifted apologetically. “Hatsuharu showed me something that all boys like that relaxes them. He told me to show Yuki, and then Yuki liked it so much that Shigure wanted to try it, too. Did you want me to show it to you, also?”

 

Kyo cringed and felt his anger boil to the surface once more. “You are so stupid! Don't you know that what you did isn't something to go flaunting around? You don't just give everyone you meet handjobs and hummers, idiot!” He balked at her hurt expression, looking to the bathroom window as a way for his mind to escape the trainwreck before him. “That's something that you're not supposed to do with people who don't care about you, Tohru,” he went on in a calmer tone. “Especially not Shigure! Or Haru!” He wanted to tell her Yuki, too, but he knew he didn't compare to that rat.

 

“But, Kyo, I wanted to show it to you, too. I was just trying to make all of the Sohmas happy. I've very sorry if it made you angry.” Her hand reached out tentatively to touch his arm, and he pivoted his head back around to look at her. Her face was blushing in apology. The eyes were what got him, though. Even after helping three of his family members get off in one day, she still managed to appear pure and generous.

 

“Lay down,” he ordered before he could think about it too much.

 

“W-what?”

 

“Lay down!” He knew his cheeks were getting really read but he kept his embarrassment out of his voice. His instruction, worked, though, as Tohru quizzically laid down on the bathmat on the floor. Lowering his own body above hers, Tohru gasped in surprise.

 

Kyo leaned in and pressed his lips over hers, his worries were all but forgotten when Tohru allowed him to enter her mouth with his tongue and caress her mouth wantonly. He moved away only to continue his explorations down her throat and to the neckline of her dress. Rather than prolong the foray, he jumped straight down to her thighs, pushing up her dress to nip at the soft skin. His ministrations were rewarded with light sighs and an occasional gasp.

 

The pink and white panties were even better close up, and he could smell her as he reached higher and higher up her legs. When he got to the center, he forced her legs apart widely and guided her knees into the air, giving him the best possibly view of her cotton-clad center. Unable to resist the temptation, he ran his tongue over the fabric, scraping his teeth over where he thought her clit would be. He figured he had that down right, because Tohru convulsed under him and almost squealed. Kyo took that as a good sign and quickly divested her of his panties so he could dig his face into her. The taste was much better uninhibited, and he lapped at her for all the world like a cat with a saucer of milk. He had no idea what he was doing, really, other than locker room talk and some late-night movies that any boy his age had seen a few of.

 

It seemed to be working, because the combined effort of penetrating her as deep as he could with his tongue and nibbling on the hardened nub above her opening had her panting and writhing. Her legs momentarily clamped down on the sides of his head, making him shout at the suffocation.

 

Then she was done. He licked up the juices as best he could before rolling to his back, using one of her legs as a pillow. He could feel it twitch beneath his head every few seconds, and her breathing was heavy and irregular. The smell of sex hung in the air like a musky fog. He had to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand before he closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

 

“See?” he asked her wearily. “You shouldn't always do things for other people. Sometimes you deserve our thanks.”

 

Tohru let out a half-giggle, half-sigh. “Ah, thank you, Kyo. That was very nice. You helped restore my energy so now I can help out the rest of the Sohmas like I did for Hatsuharu and Yuki and Shigure!”

 

Kyo groaned as she rose to her feet and began slipping her underwear back on. There was just no getting through to someone as dense as Tohru. Well, he figured, if you can't beat `em, join `em. “How about you start with me?” he asked. “ I just had the most stressful half-hour of my life.”

 

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A/N: The end. ^_^ I had a little chat with Tohru, and although we would love to show you how she made all of the hot Sohma males happy, neither one of us has any stamina left *snicker* Please review, even if it's to tell me I've scared you shitless! *glomp*