Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Noodles ❯ Noodles ( One-Shot )

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

Noodles

A/N: FB is the creative genius of Takaya-sensei, no money, don't sue. This is an answer to Vanessa's food dare. Little OOCness....hope you enjoy. - this story was inspired by something that Shigure said to Mit-chan about noodles making him smell if he eats too much - it was a joke... >.<


Tooru hummed softly while she was stirring the noodles. She had already added the mix, and stepped over to the counter to cut up slices of pork. Using the knife as a tray, she dumped the meat pieces into the ramen. She let it stew for a few more moments, and then she was done.

She poured the ramen into a bowl, put the bowl on a tray and got a spoon from the drawer. Still humming, she bumped the drawer shut with her hip. She lifted the tray and walked out to the porch. She knocked on Shigure's study door and then waited for it to slide open.

Shigure smiled kindly at her as the door moved. He moved to one side to allow her entrance to his sanctuary.

Tooru walked in and headed for Shigure's desk. She placed the tray down carefully, so as not to spill, and then straightened up. She felt something broad and warm against her back.

Tooru slowly turned her head to see what it was. She jumped in surprise as she saw Shigure's smile over her shoulder.

"Sumimasen Shigure-san!"

Shigure shook his head slightly, his smile stretching on his face.

"Maa, Tooru-kun, it was MY pleasure!"

Tooru blushed as she tried to move out of the way without knocking the tray with the ramen. Shigure followed her movements, staying with her. When she moved to the left, so did he; when she tried the right, he was there as well.

"A-ano, Shigure-san?" Tooru looked back at him questioningly.

"Hai Tooru-kun? What can I do for you?" He smirked, sending a shiver through Tooru's body.

"Was there something else that you wanted?" She blushed as she felt something pressing between her buttocks. It twitched, sending another chill through her skin. She shivered.

Placing his hands on her shoulders, Shigure leaned towards Tooru's ear.

"Hai..There's something I want very badly... Can Tooru guess what it is?"

"Hmm..." Tooru intoned, trying to think clearly. It was difficult to do when he was that close to her.

"You're close.." He murmured against her earlobe before flicking it with his tongue. Tooru's eyes closed and her head automatically tilted, allowing him full access to her ear. His lips covered the sensitive skin as he suckled and nibbled against it.

She tried to lean into him, but his hands were still on her shoulders, holding her at a safe distance - so that he wouldn't transform, and she wouldn't be fucking a dog.

Tooru moaned softly as Shigure continued to tease her earlobe, tugging on it, swirling his tongue around and then placing his teeth gently on the lobe and tugging again.

Tooru shivered as she felt his breath in her ear. Her breathing came out quicker and shallower than before as she struggled to turn herself around. Shigure wasn't budging. Or removing his mouth. She turned her face as much as she could, trying to face him, but Shigure wasn't releasing his hold on her ear as he turned with her.

"Shigure-san..." Tooru pleaded in between shallowed breaths.

Shigure leered against Tooru's ear.

"So, do you think you know what it is I want?"

"Hai..." Her answer died in her throat as Shigure turned her around and pressed his lips against hers. His tongue massaged Tooru's bottom lip, and gently pryed her mouth open and slipped inside.

Once he was beyond the barrier, he went wild - moving his tongue around hers until she became provoked and retaliated, her tongue dueling his.

His right hand remained on her shoulder, but his left reached beneath her skirt to grasp her bottom. He squeezed and prodded, manipulating the soft skin with each finger.

She cried out, lifting one leg and wrapping it around his thigh. She tried to get close enough to relieve the itchiness that she felt. Instead of giving in to her demand, He pushed her leg off of him and released her mouth.

He watched her to make sure that she knew what she had just been asking for. He searched her eyes and was surprised to find such desire reflecting in them. Desire for him. Her eyes were dark and glittering. He knew that his own probably didn't look much different.

Yes, she definitely had known what she was asking.

In one liquid movement, he reclaimed her lips with a renewed fervor, using his tongue and teeth to intensify the kiss. She gave as good as she got as she suckled on his tongue before tugging at his lower lip with her teeth.

He reached down and pushed at her panties. He got them past her hips, but he couldn't go any farther without breaking the kiss. And he didn't want to do that. As if sensing what he was thinking, Tooru squirmed as she wriggled the fabric down to her ankles. She stepped out of them. Next came her skirt, as she pushed that down to let gravity do it's job.

Once her waist was free, she moved her hands to the front of his yukata. He put his hand over hers, stopping her from untying the sash. She sighed disappointedly into his mouth. He released her kiss and walked over to the closet and pulled out the futon. He unfolded it and lay it on the mat. He beckoned to Tooru. She quickly walked to his side and stood up to catch his lips again.

He groaned into her mouth as he gently pushed her down on the futon mattress, breaking the kiss. He leaned towards Tooru and made his request.

"I want you to touch yourself while I watch."

Tooru's eyes widened.

"T-touch myself?"

"Haven't you ever done it before?" Shigure suppressed a smirk, as he realized that she was probably as naive as she acted. That her innocence was not an act.
Tooru slowly shook her head. Shigure moaned at the thought of being her first time, and guided her hands down between her legs and pressed her fingers against her clitoris. His actions earned him a gasp of surprise and then a moan of pleasure.

He withdrew his hands and backed to sit on the corner of his desk. He slowly untied his sash and opened his yukata, freeing his erection. His eyes glittered with desire as he watched Tooru begin to pleasure herself on her own.

The first three fingers of her right hand disappeared into her warm cavern. She began to rub her fingers on her clit, and moaned as she found it extremely sensitive.

Shigure grinned as he watched the show. He slowly began to feather his fingers against the sensitive skin of his cock.

Tooru's right hand began to rub rather furiously against the tender nub of pleasure. She began to writhe on the futon, her legs shaking and her back arching as she pressed her fourth finger into her depths.

Shigure lightly grasped his cock at the base and gently squeezed. As he watched Tooru, drooling - his hand began it's slow, repeating journey towards the tip of his arousal.

Tooru threw her head back and cried out, her voice a quivering echo of Shigure's pent-up lust. By the time she had regained a semblance of composure, Shigure was leaning over her face.

Before she had a moment of air, her lips were consumed by his as he plunged his tongue deep inside of her gasping mouth. His tongue quickly won against hers as he lowered himself to kneel between her spread thighs. He held her wrist and guided her coated fingers to his mouth and proceeded to lick the cum off of each digit.

Tooru's eyes widened as she watched her fingertips disappear in Shigure's mouth. She marveled at how effective his tongue was. How raspy it felt as his tastebuds tasted her flesh. His teeth grazing against her skin.

The way his eyes watched her.

He leaned into her, forcing her to move back or transform him. He rubbed his fingers into the crease of her fold, before placing the head of his engorged length at her hot entrance.

Never taking his eyes off of hers, he slowly entered into her. Inch by inch, he enjoyed watching her eyes darken with every ounce of her desire that he tapped into.

He felt a slight resistance and Tooru cringed in discomfort. He covered her lips, quenching the moan.

"Give it a moment Tooru-kun, it'll be ok..." Shigure tried to comfort her. After all, she was giving him quite the lunch experience, he did owe her payment.

As soon as the pain faded, Tooru began to buck her hips against him slowly, as if experimenting with the friction that each movement earned. The feeling of fullness that was acheived was mindblowing. Shigure knew that it was his turn.

Shigure braced his weight on his arms and began to thrust slowly at first, then with greater intensity. His shoulders stuck out as he leaned his head down to reclaim Tooru's swollen lips.

Tooru's walls began to clench around Shigure's thick shaft, intensifying his approaching orgasm to match the power of hers.

With one last thrust into Tooru's hot depths, they were both pushed over the edge into a warm pool of white light.

Shigure leaned over to one side and collapsed by Tooru, panting. He reached over to grasp at Tooru's hand, threading his fingers through hers.

"Thank you for lunch Tooru-kun..."

"But you didn't eat the noodles..." Tooru protested.

Shigure turned to look at Tooru, his face glowing with the sweat of exertion, and smiled contentedly.

"Maaa, besides, too many noodles make your fingernails smell..."

**Fin**