Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Rising Affections ❯ Is it lust? ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: still don't own it.

 

WARNING: this story may contain; citrus, lemon, lime, yaoi, yuri, adult themes, sexually explicit materials, monosodium glutamate, and is processed on a conveyer that also processes nuts. Read at your own risk.

 

 

chapter 2 Or is it lust?

 

The kiss only lasted a few seconds and He found himself looking at his cousin. His incredibly charming, insane, intensely emotional cousin. Hatori wiped away a tear that had made its way onto Ayame's cheek with his thumb “we really shouldn't be doing this” he whispered softly, wrapping his arms tightly around the boy as he said it. His mind told him this was a bad idea. But It felt so good just to be held. To feel loved. He didn't want to let go. He felt as if he was slowly sinking into a warm cozy place, and he couldn't see any reason to tear himself away at the moment.

 

 

`He kissed me, he kissed me back I don't believe it. Is he playing with me? Does he feel the same as I do? Does it even matter right now? Nope, not a bit.'

Ayame covered Hatori's mouth with his own gently pulling at his lower lip nibbling and softly suckling on it. Then he placed small kisses along his jaw line from his chin back to his ear then up to his lips again.

 

Hatori tried to capture Ayame's lower lip in a similar fashion, but when he parted his mouth to do so the snake's tongue darted in. It was like a bolt of electricity went through him. Until now he could tell himself he was playing along, trying to find a way to spare Ayame's feelings. But when their tongues met something primal inside of him awakened a hunger that permeated his being flooding his veins with boiling ice. Suddenly he wasn't just comforting a friend, he needed this. He groaned crushing his lips onto Ayame's penetrating the other boy's mouth with his own tongue. Ayame kissed back fiercely, proving a natural ability with his tongue that would have made his zodiac animal proud. After several minutes of intense kissing the need for extra oxygen took precedence and they broke apart panting deeply.

 

 

 

Hatori's heart was trying to beat its way out of his ribcage. He ran his fingers through Ayame's long hair, it was soft and fine. He had always admired it but never taken the opportunity to examine it like this. “I never noticed how truly beautiful he is before.” He thought to himself. The way he looked right now he was absolutely stunning. His hair slightly messed up from Hatori's own hands, a faint flush to his ivory skin, his lips pinked and puffy from kissing, and everything he was feeling and wanted to feel next swirling in the depths of those beautiful amber eyes. Ayame put his hands on Hatori's chest and gently pushed him a step backward, then another. Hatori didn't stand a chance. He was lost in those sexy, hypnotic eyes as Ayame gently guided him until he was sitting on the bed then climbed up into his lap, straddling his legs.

 

The snake pressed himself against Hatori thrilling at the pleasured moan from the other boy. It was a delicious swirl of sensations being held and kissed by the one he loved. He wanted this more than he had wanted anything else in his life. He began trailing kisses down Hatori's neck unbuttoning his shirt for access to his chest. He ran his fingers through his coarse, dark hair, trailing his fingers down his neck and shoulders and onto the smooth skin of his chest. Ayame placed his mouth over one of Hatori's nipples and tongued at it scraping lightly with his teeth. He was rewarded with a grunt as Hatori's hands moved down onto his hips pulling them closer against each other for added friction.

This pushed Ayame's face up to neck level again and he took full advantage of it, attacking the soft, dusky skin of the dragon's throat with teeth and tongue. He slowly worked his way back up to his lips kissing him deeply. He slid Hatori's shirt the rest of the way off of him and helped him in removing his own. He leaned back to look upon a dream come true. His Hatori shirtless, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath between kisses. His eyes glazed over with lust and his body responding to Ayame's every touch. He moved in slowly, planting many kisses and nips across his body. Enjoying the response he was getting from his dragon. Then their chests were touching, bare skin to skin intimacy. This was heaven. They stayed that way just holding each other for a long moment. Ayame reveled in it all, his taste his scent the feel of his warm breath on his neck, their beating hearts, the pleasure as he ground against the other boy.

 

“It would be much better without the pants.” He whispered. Then the rest of their clothing was shed in a somewhat clumsy scramble as they each tried to undress the other like it was a race. It ended up with Ayame once again astride Hatori who was now reclined fully on the bed.

 

Hatori couldn't help but admire the other boy's lithe body. It made a sort of sense on one level that the snake would have such well defined abs, and anyone with Aya's confidence would probably be hung like that too.

 

Ayame gasped as their bodies touched for the first time, this was something he had scarcely let himself dream of. He held Hatori close the feel of their hard members rubbing against each other, sending waves of searing pleasure through him. He brought his knees up even with Hatori's hips and increased the friction as he rubbed himself against his love.

 

Hatori groaned, this was so fucking good to actually share this kind of pleasure with another person. It was extremely special somehow. He looked at Ayame, and was once again amazed by the stunning beauty of him, his silver hair streaming over his shoulders as he shuddered and panted eyes half lidded, on the verge of orgasm. Then it happened with a breathy moan he climaxed, his warm seed welling up between them, falling on Hatori's own cock making it hot and slick as they rubbed together. That was all it took, Hatori grabbed Aya's hips digging in with his fingers pulling them even tighter together as he pumped against him wildly. He wished this feeling could last, but it was too damn good. With a deep moan of his own he peaked mingling his essence with his lover's.

 

 

He moved his arms up around Aya's shoulders pulling him close as he caught his breath and waited for the hormone fog to clear from his brain. Ayame slowly collapsed onto him eventually rolling over to lie beside him, an arm thrown over his chest. As the seconds stretched on he looked over at Ayame, not quite sure what to say or do.

 

 

The silvery haired boy kissed him on the cheek then slowly stretched and smiled. “That was magnificent `Tori, but we had probably better get cleaned up and dressed before anyone gets home.” He said softly. He got up and started to gather his clothes.

 

A faint noise made them both freeze in place, eyes whipping toward the hall. Shigure stepped out of the shadows behind the door saying “Relax it's just me. I didn't want to interrupt anything, but let me tell you, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

 

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And special thanks to Shalene for being the beta for this story.