Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Like Sand Through an Hour Glass ❯ And Unto You ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

LIKE SAND THROUGH AN HOUR GLASS
A Fruits Basket Fanfic

Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess


AUTHOR'S NOTES:
You can blame Mona-chan for this one. *gives hugs* If you have an insatiable appetite for Akito, then this is the story for you. And I'm going along with the revelations made in regards to Akito in Chapters 97 and 98 of the manga. But this story is sure to have it all (at least at some point). Each chapter will be marked appropriately.

In this chapter, Akito's plans come to light as her favorites are presented with a gift. All wrapped up and...well the rest would be telling. But rest assured, there's a catch.

WARNING: spoilers for later chapters in the manga and MUCHO LEMON (het with hints of yaoi and yuri). Akito x Tohru, Kureno x Tohru, Shigure x Tohru, Hatori x Akito, Shigure x Tohru x Kureno, Shigure x Akito, Hatori x Tohru, Tohru x Hatori x Shigure, Kureno x Akito, and pretty much in that order too. =P The overall story is somewhat PWP, but it does have a plot. Really. Comments are encouraged and welcome. A standard disclaimer follows the end of the chapter.


Chapter 7 - And Unto You




Tohru wasn't sure if she had awoken to a dream or a nightmare.

She remembered the way the other woman's hands molded to her breasts, her fingers working diligently between slightly parted thighs. They had been on the futon then. Actually, she was still on the futon, her body still tingling from the pleasurable sensations. But now she was sitting up on her knees, leaning on someone for support. Was that Akito?

She attempted to move, her eyes widening as she realized several things. Her arms were tied above her head, attached to a rope of some kind. Her clothes had also been completely removed, cool air playing across her skin. They hadn't been during their previous foreplay. And there were others in the room. Particular others. They could see her plainly, openly. Her cheeks became infused with red, the rest of her body following suit.

"Isn't she beautiful?"

"Akito-san...what--?!"

"What I want to know is how."

"Shigure...that's disgusting."

"I'm a writer, Kureno. It helps to know these things."

Akito pouted. "You don't like your present?"

"Present?"

"What present?"

"You mean...Tohru?"

Akito kept her pout, although it was difficult. The shocked looks of Kureno and Hatori were just what she expected. 'Good, very good,' she thought. Shigure had looked surprised at first, but now the inu was thoroughly interested. Of course, two naked women together in a bed WOULD interest the dog. She almost laughed.

"I wrapped her up...just for the three of you," she said, smoothing a hand over the bare flesh of Tohru's thigh.

"Enraptured is more like it," Shigure commented, resisting the urge to smile like an idiot. This was like a dream come true for him, but that's all he ever wanted it to be. A dream. Still, it was difficult not to look at Tohru, bound by ropes and the yellow silk ribbon she wore in her hair. In the flesh she presented a very tantalizing picture. He suddenly envied his cousin. Really envied him.

Kureno had done his best to look away, but for some inexplicable reason, he was always drawn back to the sight of Tohru. He felt something sink into the pit of his stomach. Disgust? Anger? Even still his curiosity got the better of him. It was wrong of him to look at the young woman the way she was displayed before them. But his concern outweighed all else. Concern for Tohru, and for Akito.

Hatori was speechless. He, too, tried to look away. More for Tohru's comfort than his own. In fact, he liked seeing her as she was, bound and helpless. A fantasy come true. And his body was already responding to the stimulus. But while his hormones raged, his more logical mind started processing data. The doctor in him took over, if only for a little while, leaving his pure male side rather despondent. Words flowed from him even before he could form them in his mind.

"How did you...? Why?"

Akito did smile, an evil grin that sent shivers through all three of her jyuunishi. She was curled at Tohru's side, tentatively holding the ropes that bound her. Silently she had hoped for a struggle from her, but was too pleased with herself to really care. Pressing herself closer to the girl, she idly caressed a thigh again, running her fingers from one side to the other. Up and down.

"Why?" Akito shrugged. "Do I really need a reason, Hatori?"

"Everything you do has a reason," Kureno commented.

Akito frowned. Her bird's voice sounded angrier than usual, not as monotone. "Since when can I not give gifts?" She looked at Tohru, almost pleadingly. "Can you believe what they're saying, dear Tohru?" Her left hand carefully weighed each breast before she placed a light kiss to the other girl's lips. Tohru did not respond tot he kiss, still too shocked herself. But she did not argue. Akito allowed this, but only once. She pulled away, pouting. "They don't like my gift."

"You are free to give gifts whenever you like," Shigure replied. His voice was soothing, but his own alarms were going off. "And this is a most...unexpected gift." For once his eyes scanned Tohru in a non-lecherous way. She didn't appear hurt. And she wasn't struggling. That was good, at least. "We just weren't expecting it."

Akito's smile returned, her ego placated by the inu as usual. "Should I have said, 'surprise'?"

"No." It was Hatori who answered. He looked at Shigure who finally turned to look at him. 'Don't make her angry,' the dog's look said. Hatori sighed. He'd try his best, if only for Tohru. "I do not think it would have added or subtracted from your...presentation."

Kureno could only nod in response.

"Then you do like it." Akito clapped excitedly. "I'm glad!"

The three jyuunishi looked at each other curiously. What had they walked in on? What kind of game was Akito playing? What was going to happen next?

Tohru tried not to flinch as she felt Akito's hands move over her bare skin. Touch was not painful per se, but her body was on sensitivity overload. Totally electrified. She could feel everything from the air to the barest of touches.

Her open display did nothing to stop her embarrassment, nor did the curious glances among the three jyuunishi. She wanted to ask what they were thinking. Had she done something wrong? Should she have said "no" to Akito? She opened her mouth to speak but found it covered. The only sound that escaped was a moan.

Kureno was the first to catch the kiss. At once he was horrified and fascinated. Akito was kissing Tohru like she would eat her. Hungry, yet not quite passionate. Again he tried to look away but found it impossible. He cleared his throat just as a second, louder moan filled the room, catching the attention of the other two.

Akito's tongue searched the other girl's mouth, her hands molding to her body. She cupped heavy breasts before moving lower, caressing soft hips and trembling thighs. Two fingers sought solace in Tohru's center while her thumb played with her clit. Tohru was melting, simply melting. Biting on her lover's upper lip, she removed her exploring fingers and hands. Then she pulled away from Tohru completely, satisfied that she'd gotten the attention she wanted.

Turning to the others, she said with a smile, "Now, who else wants to play?" Anger began to well when none of them moved immediately. Hatori at the very least should have come running. Did they not want to play the game? Too bad! As calmly as she could, she held out a hand and called, "Kureno...come here."

Sucking in a deep breath, Kureno slowly made his way over to Akito. He did his best to ignore his own worries and fears., to flout the growing hardness of his body. Akito in the flesh was certainly a beautiful sight, and he could not argue that Tohru was not equally lovely. Both of them together posed quite a temptation. One he wanted to fight. He tried to fight, even when kneeling in front of his god.

Unfortunately, she noticed. But she took his hesitance as a higher sign of loyalty. He really didn't like to share.

"Kureno," she said, cupping his face in her hands as she faced him. "What are you thinking right now?"

He swallowed. Hard. Would the truth be more pleasing than a lie? "I am thinking about how wonderful you look."

Akito's lips pressed into a thin line that tried to stretch into a smile. "You, above all the others, have always loved me," she cooed, placing a chaste kiss to his lips as her hands moved lower across his shoulders. "I trust your opinion in certain matters." Her hands pressed against his chest and caressed lower still. Her kisses moved back along his jaw to his ear. She heard him sigh, a small amount of tension leaving his body. "I know you are not happy with my gift," she whispered in his ear. One hand stopped moving just above his abdomen, while the other dove, grasping onto something hard. Growing harder. "But I promise you, you will enjoy it."

"Of course," was all Kureno could manage to say, uncertain if the others had heard what she'd told him.

"She's very responsive," she told him, squeezing his manhood at the same time her lips closed over his earlobe. She sat back then, the only contact between them was her hand on his covered groin. "And I know you like responsive."

"Are you asking me to...play...with her," Kureno said, uncertainty showing in his voice.

"Oh, I'm not asking." Akito smiled happily, leaning closer until their lips almost touched. "I'm telling."

Any argument from the remaining two jyuunishi was cut off with a glare. Kureno saw their questioning looks over his shoulder. He questioned this himself. But logic itself was questionable with Akito's hand working him into a hormonal frenzy.

To top it all off, she tilted his head towards hers and kissed him. Her tongue took total command in his mouth, coaxing and teasing. Very slowly he felt himself give in, his hands raising to touch her. But it was not her skin that he touched. He realized, with some surprise, that Akito had partially evaded him. One of his hands covered a small breast.

His other hand grasped one of Tohru's.

Embarrassed he moved to pull away but Akito stopped him. "No. Don't stop. Here."

Kureno's hand was removed from Akito's breast and placed on Tohru's shoulder. She leaned forward to kiss him again, pulling him forward as she moved backward. Her kiss was addicting, her tongue playful and her taste delicious. When they separated, they were sitting right beside Tohru. The poor girl was trying to look away, but curious watched from the corner of her eye.

"Don't be so shy," Akito told her, tilting her chin upwards so their eyes could meet. With a smile she brushed her lips against Tohru's, encouraging Kureno to follow suit. She was pleased when he leaned forward, brushing his lips against hers. Then, tilting his head, met Tohru's lips full on. With a smile befitting a Cheshire cat, Akito moved aside, allowing them what little privacy she could offer. She stood, making her way over to the two remaining jyuunishi.

"Now, who else wants to play?"

Hatori was shocked and Shigure was at a loss for words. Not just for what was happening. Oh no. That went beyond words. But they were speechless because of their own conflicting emotions. Hormones locked with libido in a deadly battle and both men were hard pressed to stop themselves from watching...or reacting.

It was Shigure who had come around first, Akito's question registering in his mind. Play? The dog in him was at full attention. Of course he wanted to play, and it made no difference with whom. Although his pride was a bit stung when he realized that the question was rhetorical and Akito had already chosen her next victim. He watched as the muted doctor was pulled away by his tie.

'Poor Ha-san,' he thought, loosening the knot in his belt.

Tohru should've been surprised by the whole ordeal. The blush on her body proved it. Yet, she couldn't help herself. It felt awkward kissing Kureno. She hardly knew him, but what she knew of him she knew she liked. There were no romantic feelings for him, even though the feel of his hands against her breasts caused a moan to travel up her throat. Even when the kiss turned into something deeper.

What did surprise her, was the feel of his arms around her. He held her so tightly, her chest nearly crushed against his. Yet his touch was sweet, gentle. And there was no transformation! She opened her mouth to ask why, but it was covered with his, his tongue playing with hers in a delicate dance.

Akito stifled a chuckle as her bird began exploring the other girl's body. As detail-oriented as he was, she was certain Tohru would have no choice but to melt. And it looked like the dog might join in the fun. Shigure hated to be left out, she knew. Smiling she turned away from the trio to concentrate on her dragon. He seemed very distant. Was he still in shock?

"Tori?"

The dragon blinked, unused to hearing his childhood name. His eyes drank in what was before him: Tohru, Kureno, Shigure and lastly Akito. He looked down at her, only because he wanted to watch his cousins with his girlfriend. And he'd die before admitting it was tempting. Very tempting.

"Tori," Akito crooned, raising on tiptoe to kiss him. "Play with me."

Hatori blinked again, registering her words, but still unable to trust his voice. A response was unnecessary though as Akito began to undress him. She kissed him on his cheek, unbuttoning his shirt. Leaning to her left, she was sure to give him a good view of what the others were doing.

Kureno could not believe what he was doing. Fondling an innocent girl. Kissing her. Caressing her most private of places. And Akito had been correct. She was responsive. He was growing harder from her increased movements in his lap. His pants were still on and he was ready for release. 'I'll berate myself later,' he told himself, pushing other thoughts from his head. Akito had to be appeased. So did his body. With both hands on her hips, he buried his face in her neck, urging her to ride him like she would had they both been naked.

Tohru couldn't stop herself. Her body wanted more. 'Gods, it feels so good to be held,' she thought as his arms tightened around her, her hips moving of their own free will over his covered erection. Her arms, still bound around the wrist stretched to surround his head, pulling him closer as his lips trailed from her neck to the swell of one breast. Her fingers could not wind their way into his hair, to keep him in place. But it hardly mattered. Her body froze, an orgasm taking over. She felt warm, elated, lightened. She opened her mouth to cry out but found it covered by the bird's lips. Her pace slowed and they unhurriedly pulled away from each other.

'What do I say to him,' she wondered. 'Should I even say anything?'

Words were unnecessary however.

Especially when she found herself turned around, her lips captured by another.

Shigure swooped in at the first sign of an opening. While he envied his other cousin the ability to hold Tohru, he had no intention of letting go as he had. No. He was going to take this opportunity while he had it. While Akito had Hatori occupied. Sadness settled into his heart as he thought of the doctor. But it disappeared the moment Tohru responded to him, returning his kiss with equal fervor.

Tohru didn't know what to make of the newcomer, but she did realize quickly that it wasn't Hatori. Where was he? Where was Akito? The questions flitted away as she felt new hands on her body. Thick fingers over smooth flesh. Caressing. Molding. As one closed over a breast the other pushed between her legs. They stroked her sex, seeking the warmth of her core. It was found easily, and easily they slipped inside. She gasped into the kiss, wishing she was able to touch back.

Then it all stopped.

Shigure smirked at Tohru's whimper. She was so buried in sensation she couldn't think straight. Good. Carefully he grasped her legs, draping them over his shoulders. With both hands on her buttocks for support, he lifted her a little higher, until her exposed sex was level with his nose. Inhaling her scent he closed his eyes, savoring the moment. Then his tongue reached out, lightly touching her. His grip on her hips was the only thing that kept her in place as her hips tried to buck under his tender ministrations.

Her mind completely blacked out as Shigure's lips suckled her clit, his tongue massaging along her netherlips. She cried out as he pushed his tongue inside, tasting her for the first time. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body, her limbs feeling tinglely. Wanting more, she tried to push her hips closer to his face but the muscles in her arms were giving out. Thankfully she was lowered, her arms given some rest, but she still wanted more.

Hands grasped at her hips, pulling them backward slightly. Something blunt brushed against her and she sighed. Slowly it entered her, stretching her further than she'd been stretched before. Wincing she bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out.

"It won't hurt for long, I promise," Shigure whispered in her ear.

The inu's eyes met with Hatori's across the room. So the doctor had been watching. The inu would've smiled if the look on the other's face hadn't been so serious. Akito may have been doing quite the number on him, his eyes filled with lustful pleasure, but he was watching carefully. Almost like a warning. Or maybe a plea. Shigure sighed as he pushed his way inside Tohru. He nodded briefly, making it known the message was clear, just before he began thrusting hard inside Tohru's welcome body.

Kureno finally rejoined the two imposed lovers. His pants hand been unbuttoned and unzipped, his large member hanging free. He stroked it himself a few times, positioning himself before Tohru. With some effort and maneuvering, he lowered her to his waiting erection. She moved willingly, almost like she was drugged, an imaginary voice telling her what to do. He was powerless to stop her too, especially after that first touch of her lips on the head of his cock. It took some doing, but she got the hang of it, taking him into her hot mouth inch by inch in time to Shigure's steady, pounding rhythm.

Akito had to stop herself from cackling in Hatori's ear. She didn't have to turn around to know what was happening behind her. The moans, groans and grunts of her two pets playing with their new gift were indication enough. And the look on Hatori's face said it all...and more.

Not only was her dragon lust laden and voracious, thrusting his naked hips upward into her as she fell upon his solid cock, but he was jealous too. It was there in his half-closed eyes. Was he really that into this, into them? Was he trying not to watch? Or was his pride so stung because he couldn't have his beloved Tohru first?

"Hatori...harder. Push harder!"

Oh, she knew about their little "affair". Servants were so poor at keeping secrets when given the right amount of incentive. It had made her seethe inside, but, in the end, it was somewhat useful. At least one of her pets would get the prize in the end. Although, she hardly liked it that way. He was hers. Hers to command, to control, to have. Her time may be waning, but she wasn't going to give up her favorites so easily.

Hatori's eyes closed as he felt his release spurring towards him. As much as he hated what was happening to him, to Tohru, he couldn't stop it. Even if Shigure had asked with a look. Even if it was Akito's will. And yet, at the same time, he couldn't help himself. He allowed Akito to tame him, to ride him, to bring him release. All the while he watched his friends, his cousins, as they took turns fucking his girlfriend. He should have been able to look away, but it was impossible.

'Tohru, I'm sorry,' he wanted to say. What would their relationship be like after this? What if she no longer wanted him? Anger and frustration built until he could channel it into another aspect, his disappearing erection quickly building itself again.

Akito's lips formed a little "o" of surprise as she felt Hatori grow hard once more. She giggled as he threw her backwards. Giggled as she felt her ankles pushed above her head. Nearly laughed as Hatori's thickness slammed into her. Over and over. Again and again. He was merciless, taking everything and giving nothing. Akito was in heaven, screaming in her joy as another orgasm washed over her.

Biting his bottom lip, Hatori released Akito, allowing her legs to fall wherever, however. Freeing himself from her, he pulled back, his erection still full and hard. He watched as Akito breathed heavily, trying to gain her bearings. He could still hear his cousins behind him, but it sounded as if they were very close. Kureno had come first, followed by Tohru (again), then Shigure. It wasn't until he felt a hand on his shoulder that he knew they had finished.

Shigure said nothing, afraid that words of any kind would spoil the mood. The apologies could wait till later. For now, it was enough that they had done what Akito had asked of them. 'Go to her,' his nod said.

Hatori silently nodded back. 'Thank you.'

Shigure moved to take Hatori's place. Kureno moved up beside him. The two men looked at each other. How were they to do this? One at a time? Together? Shigure was about to decline against his better wishes until Kureno backed away.

"You sure?" Shigure asked.

Kureno only nodded. This was the only time he could find the strength to say "yes". 'Let Shigure have her,' he thought with a sigh. 'I want nothing more to do with her...with either of them...unless she asks.'

Akito attempted to sit up, but found that her body lacked the strength. Had her last orgasm been that good? She could barely remember it. She opened her mouth to speak. Was Hatori still there? What was going on? She wanted to curse her failing body out loud, but failed as something large pushed its way past her lips.

Shigure knew he should have given some preamble to his arrival. But Akito looked so out of it, so confused. It was an unusual sight to see. Hatori had gotten her off good. The inu smirked. He didn't come inside Tohru as a favor to his cousin. But he was done doing favors.

He groaned as he felt one of Akito's hands grasp his engorged cock, lifting her head just a little to take more of him inside her mouth. His body shivered with the sensation of her wet lips working his heated flesh. Thighs quivering, and arms shaking, he finally felt himself sink into her mouth. Then he lowered himself, placing a light kiss to the inside of her thigh before seeking out warmer places.

Akito would've screamed had her mouth not been full of Shigure's flesh. Her body responded for her, her hips jerking upward at the first touch of his tongue against her folds. His teeth nipped at her clit, his lips suckling it like candy. She bucked again as several of his fingers pushed their way into her center. He was not gentle about it either, moving the digits in and out at a very fast pace. Processing these sensations was difficult, her mind trying to focus on two things at once. The combination was overwhelming. Despite her fatigue, she came quickly, her body melting into the floor as her teeth lightly sunk into his erection.

Shigure gritted his teeth, pulling his cock from her mouth despite his body's protests and hers. But he was far from finished. Moving himself so he was lying on his side, he tilted her hips to his face. Burying his nose deep in her scent, his tongue swathed between her folds before seeking out the heat his fingers had played with earlier.

Akito finally managed to yell, although the noise was broken and barely noticeable. With one hand she found Shigure's erection again, but it was too out of reach for her mouth. Mirroring Shigure's position, she struggled to roll onto her side. The feeling of Shigure's tongue digging into her made any kind of thought difficult, but she managed to position herself so that she could lick the head of his erection before taking an inch or two into her mouth.

It was torture, the half-assed blowjob she was doing to him. Frustrated, he wanted to push himself further into her mouth. Unfortunately the position and height difference didn't allow for an easy sixty-nine. He held himself back, waiting until she came again, before withdrawing his tongue. He waited an extra moment until she willingly relinquished his cock.

Her squeal of surprise filled the room as Akito suddenly found herself sitting up. She was in someone's lap. Kureno's? No, she could make out Kureno just apart from the group. But he was watching. Watching closely. Good. The position was familiar too. Of course, from the bath several nights ago. Shigure, then. Her lips curled into a smile. It had been a fun ride then. Would it be as much fun now?

Tohru was afraid to say anything to Hatori, but her look of hopelessness said it all. Would he speak? Were there really any words that could be spoken? She couldn't think of any. All she could think about was the man kneeling in front of her. She ducked her head as he reached out. Would he hit her? Was he angry with her?

"Tohru?" Hatori was concerned as well. She wouldn't look at him. Was she afraid? He nearly drew back, but then continued, reaching upward to untie the ropes that bound her wrists and kept her lifted. Her arms fell like dead weights as the rope came undone. The ribbon, too, fell as he pulled it from her hair.

Surprised to be free, Tohru finally looked up. Hatori was still there, kneeling in front of her, unmoving. His eyes were concerned, questioning. She offered him the shadow of a smile, putting every effort into raising one tired arm. It made it only a short distance before he grasped her wrist. For an instant she was afraid he'd stop her. Instead, he lifted her hand placing the palm against his cheek.

"Gomen," he whispered, kissing her palm.

Then he swept her up into a passionate kiss.

Tohru's heart soared from the love and affection that poured from their kiss. It was comforting, reassuring. She had been so afraid their relationship would fall apart after this. She knew now that it wouldn't. Different, perhaps, but still existent. That was good enough for her.

Keeping his lips locked over hers, Hatori shifted her backward until she was trapped between him and the wall. Ever careful not to trigger a transformation, he grasped her hip in one hand, the other reaching for her bottom. With a small grunt he lifted her, pushing her back against the wall and pinning her with his lower body. It was a tricky position, but one where she didn't have to do any work.

And after reading it in one of Shigure's novels, he'd always been curious.

Tohru cried in rapture, her hands firmly embedding themselves in Hatori's hair as he rested his forehead against her chest. His initial thrust was sharp, penetrating deep. She tossed her head back as far as it would go, closing her eyes as he set and luxurious pace. Her fingers mindlessly caressed his scalp, his hair, and the base of his neck. She whimpered when his pace wasn't fast enough. Moaned when he only slowed down. And when he stopped, she opened her eyes.

"Hatori?"

The dragon was far from finished, but his knees couldn't take the brunt on the hard wood floor. He sat back on his heels, pulling Tohru with him. Pressing his lips to hers, he reassured her that it was nothing she'd done. "We're too close in this position," he said, nearly gasping for air.

Leaning back, he pulled his lover into another kiss. Each took what the other gave, matching each other in determination and passion. After leaning so far, Tohru had to steady herself, lest she fall into him and cause what they had been trying to avoid. With her hands pressed against his shoulder, the kiss broke. She kept her eyes locked with his as he fell onto his back. In a sweeping motion he pulled her down, rolling them over so that she lay with her back on the floor.

"I love you," she whispered, the words barely audible.

"I love you, too," he replied as he began thrusting once again.

Akito could feel eyes on her. Were they Shigure's? No. He was too busy getting off to be staring. his moans and grunts mixed with hers, causing her body to shiver. So who? Hatori? She doubted it. Tohru was too busy moaning. That only left one person. Opening her eyes, her suspicion was confirmed.

Kureno had never considered himself much of a voyeur before this day. First Tohru, and now Akito drew his attention. She looked almost angelic, struggling to ride Shigure erection with her back to him. Her hands could find no purchase, grasping as his sides, his hips, his arms, and his hands before finally settling themselves between her thighs. It was difficult to tell , but he was certain her fingers surrounded the base of Shigure's cock, stroking him as he stroked her.

It wasn't long before Akito cried out and Shigure increased the speed and depth of penetration. His orgasm wasn't long in coming. It was intense, a shattering illusion of white and blue. A first in a while. Then again, there was much frustration to take out. He'd never felt so frustrated in his life. He slumped backwards, using both hands to support his weight.

With no support, Akito swayed in his lap. She fell forward before gaining some balance, and he was surprised to find her crawling out of his lap and moving across the floor. He watched, his eyes half-closed, his chest still heaving for air, as she made her way over to Kureno. The dog had forgotten he was there. Had he been watching the whole time? Shigure tried to smile, but fell short, his lips forming a lopsided smirk.

'Kureno needs to let loose more often,' he thought, his eyes darting to the other couple in the room. They had been against the wall. Now it was the floor. Tohru's head tossed back and forth as Hatori's pace seemed almost inhuman. The girl's hands were trying to clutch at something that wasn't there, her nails scraping the floor. Hatori's head was bowed as he loomed above her, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Shigure finally managed a smile. Looking on felt like an intrusion of some kind, but he wanted to watch, at least for a minute. He'd already done his friend an act of kindness. Curiously, he wondered if Hatori would return the favor. He waited, until Hatori removed himself from his lover. Then as they were changing positions yet again, he slowly made his way towards them.

Akito curled up in Kureno's lap, her lips lightly brushing his shoulder as she hugged him. She was happy when his arms surrounded her, held her. 'It's safe here,' she thought to herself. She was safe. Safe from what she had no clue. All she knew was that she needed to be in his arms. Needed to feel him against her, inside of her.

Without thinking, Kureno carefully laid Akito onto her back. He followed her, covering her body with his. He had no idea why. Perhaps he felt her weakness. Perhaps it was some other premonition. But he suddenly felt the need to be one with her. To be gentle. To love her. As if it would be the last time.

Part of him hoped it would.

But that little voice disappeared quickly as his lips brushed her in a light kiss. He kept it light, his fingertips carefully caressing her skin. The cupped her breasts, smoothed over her ribcage and lower. Through a patch of hair they felt her heat, her wetness mixed with that of two others. Anger welled in his stomach, possessiveness gripping his heart. The feelings faded quickly though as she moaned against his lips, her back arching in hopes of more of his touches.

Exhaustion made Akito gentle as well. Her arms encircled his shoulders, her fingers winding through his hair and caressing the nape of his neck. She neither asked nor demanded anything, letting him work his own magic over her. She moaned as his fingers caressed her sex, dipping into her already sodden core. Usually she couldn't stand for his gentleness, but she couldn't argue now. Her body was too fatigued and her mind still too foggy.

Unused to her silence, Kureno let his feelings guide him. She was putty in his hands, her moans and whimpers becoming needier by the second. But he held off, wanting to savor her like a fine wine or favorite food. He wanted her to be so on fire that it would consume her.

And when he pushed inside of her the fire consumed him too.

Akito gasped as Kureno entered her, setting a very leisurely rhythm to follow. Still unable to move, she voiced her wants with moans and grunts. Even then he refused to give her what she wanted. Was he being cruel on purpose? Pleasure rolled through her blood, humming in her ears. His lips at her breast. His cock moving inside of her. His fingers pinching one nipple. It should have sent her over the edge but it kept driving her higher. Striving to reach a finale that hung in the distance. An orgasm that may never come.

Then it did.

Hatori knew Shigure was close, but that didn't stop him from thrusting into his girlfriend from behind. His pace was steady, his thrusts just enough. He would have willingly given himself over to her, but it unnerved him that -- even after a minute or two -- he could not see the inu. His mind teetered between curiosity and pleasure, his movements indicative of his thoughtful state.

Shigure took pity on his cousin, moving just slightly to his right so he'd be within eyeshot. He knew Hatori expected him to move for Tohru. Not that he didn't want to, but the inu had other ideas. With a smile befitting a shark, the writer moved in closer, placing one hand over Hatori's at Tohru's hip, the other grasping his hair. Gently but firmly, he yanked, until his lips could press down onto the dragon's in a fiery kiss.

Hatori was too surprised to react and too laced with pleasure to care. His thrusts were small movements, his hands -- and Shigure's -- pulling Tohru's hips back to slam into him. The young girl moaned her own pleasure, throwing both men deeper into wanton ecstasy. The dragon returned the inu's kiss with a passion he thought buried, a curiosity long denied, even after their experience the other morning. He wanted to hold Shigure, keep his face close to his so nothing else could happen. But Shigure's hands kept his on Tohru's hips, setting an easy pace for both of them.

Then Shigure moved, breaking the kiss. It was quick, his movement, and he smiled when he heard Hatori's moan. His fingers reached for their intended target, finding and searching there, grinding and thrusting in their own rhythm. Hatori gasped, biting his lower lip to keep from crying out. Carefully Shigure slowed the dragon's movements so he could position himself. Then he thrusted his hips upward, forward, and the tip of his erection pushed into the tight confines of Hatori's anus.

The dragon groaned, a low sound vibrating low in his throat. He would never admit to his cousin how good it felt to have him inside of him. From this position is was a bit awkward, and his thrusts came to a halt against his female lover's wishes. She pushed back against him which pushed him further onto Shigure's solid cock. With the inu's lips brushing tender skin at his neck, he relaxed, allowed himself to adjust, then began pumping again, the three of them building a short, quick rhythm together.

Tohru was surprised by the increased power of Hatori's thrusts. Her next orgasm was coming quickly. She wanted to hold back but the new rhythm would not be ignored. It was almost like someone was behind him, pushing him into her. She tried to look over her shoulder but her head felt too heavy. Instead, she willingly accepted his pounding movements, pushing herself back and forth in time to the pace he set. Her orgasm was quick to approach, her muscles tightening against her will. 'Just a little longer. Onegai!'

Hatori was the first to reach his climax. Never before had he felt a wondrous sensation such as this. It had been a bit painful at first, the wetness of the inu's cock barely enough to allow for a good lubricant. But after a while he hardly cared. With Shigure pushing from behind and Tohru in front of him, the wave of light slammed into him without warning, his body losing all sensation before slowly drifting back into a plane of existence.

Tohru came next, crying out as white light bathed her, blinded her. Her fingers curled against the floor, scratching as pleasure washed over her. She was vaguely aware of another noise, a grunt, but it was quickly replaced by another wave of warm, white light. Her limbs numb, her mind hazy, she attempted to see what was going on around her. But it was too difficult, her eyes unable to focus. Tired, exhausted, her body sagging to the floor. Instinctively, she knew Hatori had laid down behind her. It was impossible to cuddle, but she could feel his body heat. His knuckles brushed against the middle of her back and his lips pressed a light kiss to her shoulder. She would have fallen asleep right then had she not heard someone moan.

Her attention was drawn to the other side of the room. It looked as if Kureno and Akito had just finished having sex. She immediately thought she should feel embarrassed, but couldn't bring herself to blush. Not after everything that had happened tonight. Through heavy lidded eyes, she watched Kureno hug Akito close, place a kiss on her cheek. In the back of her mind she hoped that someday she and Hatori would be able to be that close, spooning each other in sleep.

It was the last thought Tohru had before falling asleep.



Akito blinked into the darkness. Night had fallen hours ago and the waxing moon allowed little light into her room. She knew that Kureno was still by her side, his arm slung over her middle in a protective gesture. She wanted to smile, but found that her lips would not move. Her body, too, refused to move.

A light snore alerted her to another presence in the room. There was a light moan, followed by some shuffling. The others were still in the room, too. Passed out from pleasant exhaustion. She could imagine her dog and her dragon all curled up around Tohru. Not the most pleasant of pictures, but the purpose of the evening had been served.

Sucking in a breath, she attempted to raise a hand, wanting to thread her fingers with Kureno's. Again she could not move. Would not move. Had it been that good of an evening? Or was this the end? She sucked in another breath, felt her chest expand only a little and compress twice as much. Her heart beat fast, faster. The first time in a long time. It pounded against her chest like it wanted to escape.

Memories of times long past flitted through her mind. The ridicule she used to get in school. The lectures she'd get from her mother on how to act properly. The beatings she'd take when she wouldn't listen and the beatings she'd give to those that disobeyed her. Hatori's eye. Alone with Yuki. Pushing Rin out a window. And the loneliness. Oh, bitter loneliness.

But it wasn't all bad. Inwardly she smiled as she remembered the first time Kureno confessed to her. Her first taste of ice cream. Her very first kiss. She recalled her first sexual encounter with Shigure, and every one afterwards. She had been happy the day she went to visit the school Yuki and Kyo attended with Tohru. She felt satisfied the day she cut her ties with her mother and excitement at the memory of her very first decree as God of the jyuunishi.

It was like looking through the lens of a camera. So clear and yet...somewhat distorted.

Then like sand pouring through an hour glass, it came to an end.

'Live on my jyuunishi. Live the lives you've always wanted. You gave me strength. Power. And unto you, I give my greatest gift.'

With an inward sigh, Akito allowed her body to relax as the last bits of energy faded away.

'I love you.'


~TO BE CONTINUED~


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