Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Shigure's Lovely Erotic Day ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: You should all be glad I don't own Fruits Basket. If I did, things like this might happen.

 

A/N: If you're expecting a normal plot, turn back now. There's only ridiculous smut here ^_^ I lost my mind. Lalalalala

 

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Shigure's Lovely Erotic Day

 

By: Mizaya

 

Sighing blissfully, Shigure sat down at his desk and balanced his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. It was such a quiet peaceful morning, with birds singing outside and sunlight filtering into his office through the open windows: A perfect opportunity for him to get started on his newest romance novel. Mii wanted the manuscript for his more serious work, but she wasn't getting that. He woke up with some major morning wood, and what better way to work out his sexual frustrations than with some deliciously kinky writing?

 

Besides, the kiddies were all at some school fundraiser for the day. Maybe he would be able to get a really juicy story going if Yuki and Kyo weren't fighting and there wasn't the threat of Tohru walking in on him completely naked at his typewriter. The dog smirked to himself at how freeing it was to let it all hang out, literally.

 

“She shouted her lover's name as he first penetrated her starved body. She hadn't realized how painful their separation would be until that long, torturous stroke of him entering her body. Moaning, she wrapped her legs around him, tossing her head back against the plush pillows as he swept in and out of her, grunts of his own wanton desire echoing in her ears. It was as though her heart screamed out `KYO-KUN'”

 

Shigure stopped and blinked at the page. That wasn't what he meant to write.

 

“KYO-KUN!”

 

He winced as he recognized the brazen voice calling out his cousin's name. What on earth was Kagura doing here, spoiling his fun? Pouting, he looked down at his naked body in protest of her screams, not wanting to think at how she had likely just stormed into his house, leaving broken screens in her wake. That girl could be quite a handful. A childlike disappointment settled over him when he rose and replaced his yukata before leaving his office to face his younger, spicier relative.

 

The petite boar was standing in the entranceway, just outside his office, obviously confused at the silence of the house. Even if Kyo had been there she surely wouldn't expect him to come running to her, but Tohru would have been there to greet her.

 

“Kagura,” he began as she turned around at the sound of his footsteps, “he isn't here.” The girl immediately glared suspiciously and he waved his arms to calm her down. “They had a school function. I'm here alone.”

 

Suspicion turned to dejection in an instant, as lightening fast as it had arisen. Kagura gave a whole new meaning to the term `mood swings.' “Oh,” she said sadly, “well I just came over to give him this.”

 

He watched as she let her trademark cat backpack slide off her shoulders to the floor behind her, turned around, and bent over to retrieve something out of it. Although he had never really looked at Kagura as anything other than a destructive force on his house and an entertaining tormenter of Kyo, he found himself ogling her as she gave him such a nice view of her backside. Her short green dress rode high enough that he could make out the shapely curve of her legs, and he mentally envisioned what she would look like in that position with no clothes on at all. Or maybe in some sort of slinky garter set.

 

All of his naughty thoughts were doing a number on his sex drive, so he decided to have a little fun while she mumbled and rummaged through her bag. It always took her a long time to find things. Shigure stole the moment and slid his hand into his robe, wrapping it around his hardening cock and pumping it three times before she stood back up and turned to him again. He smiled and flourished his hands charmingly to hide the fact that he was straightening his yukata over his obvious arousal. That had been a close call.

 

Several seconds passed before he realized that Kagura was waiting for some comment on the object she held before her. “Ah.” He searched out words, something that normally came so easily to him, but was at a loss. “It's….what is it?”

 

“Shi-chan!!” Kagura smacked him in the arm before he really had a chance to block her. “Stop teasing!” She gave him a look full of mirthful irritation and explained her gift. “It's a picture of Kyo-kun and me. I drew it for him so he could be reminded of us all the time.”

 

Shigure brought his hand up to cover his smirk and took the drawing from Kagura's hand. The picture was of a girl he supposed could be her and a boy that looked like Kyo only because of the bright orange hair (he would certainly never have such a large smile or hearts floating above his head if he were really standing with Kagura in a field of yellow wildflowers). It wasn't terrible, if the artist had been in elementary school. Her creative skills were perhaps best left to sewing. “You know,” he said diplomatically, “this is quite good, but maybe I can give you some pointers. What do you say?”

 

Grinning, she snatched her precious picture and hugged it to her chest. “Okay, Shi-chan. I want Kyo to love my picture as much as I love him.”

 

`That would be quite a feat,' he chortled to himself. “Yes, yes. I have just the idea.” An evil thought took shape in his head just as he said those words, and he rested one hand on Kagura's shoulder and urged her towards the kitchen. “Why don't you go make us some tea like a good girl and I'll draw you a sample of the kind of picture that will drive Kyo wild.” Well, at least he wasn't lying. His little plan was probably going to get him beaten later, but it would be simply hilarious, and in his horny mood he just couldn't resist.

 

As Kagura made them something to drink, he retrieved paper and a pen from his office and sat down at the dining room table to work on his masterpiece. It made his hard on come back with a vengeance, but boy was it worth it. It might even make Kyo blush, if he ever got to see it. The finishing touches were put on rapidly when he saw her walking through the doorway with the blue ceramic tea set.

 

“Would you like to see?” he asked innocently.

 

“Okay, Shi-chan.”

 

He was really going to enjoy this. He handed Kagura the paper and watched in unbridled amusement as her face went from smiling to gawking in one look at his very detailed representation of her naked on the same field of yellow wildflowers, cum sprayed all over her face and torso, her eyes squeezed shut in obvious ecstasy, her juices leaking out of her, hands clenched in fists over her head. It was a simply wonderful drawing, if he did say so himself.

 

The fact that he was faced with Kagura in the flesh after just drawing her in such a perverse position made his problem even more pressing. He ignored his tea and stuck his hands under the table to delve into his robe again while she was still in shock. Painfully hard erections made for impulsive actions. He imagined himself working in and out of her slick center in that sea of flowers while his hand rubbed over himself.

 

Apparently he had become a little lost in his actions, because he didn't notice Kagura, finally irate at the desecration of her image for the sake of a lecherous joke, bound over the table to throw her weight into his upper body so that he fell onto his back, Kagura hovering over him. Her martial arts training had taught her to immobilize someone, so she had grabbed his wrists and pinned them above her head, such as hers were in the drawing. Her knees had come to rest strongly on his thighs, making it impossible for him to move them at all. “You're such a hentai, Shi-chan!” she yelled many decibels too loudly.

 

The whole suddenness of the situation paired with the blatant sexual suggestiveness did something to his body. His arousal must have sensed on its own free will how close to touching Kagura's unknowing stomach was, because he definitely wasn't in control of it when it twitched and left a precum-dampened spot on the front of her dress.

 

Everything moved in slow motion as Kagura let her eyes travel from his own down his body to where his eager dick flexed into her stomach like a child tapping a parent to get attention. `Down boy!' he told it mentally, but it was far too late. Half of him feared that she was going to maim him and the other half was even more turned on by the underlying uncertainty and sexiness of the whole ordeal. It was far more convoluted and bizarre than any novel he had ever written. He would for sure remember some of the finer points if it all turned out well.

 

Kagura just stared, though. He wasn't even sure she was breathing, and he couldn't see her face with it looking down at his cock. She was a statue. He hadn't expected that at all. Well, if she wasn't going to kill him, maybe he would be a bit more daring. “Hmm, it looks like Little Gure wants to play. Will Little Kagura come out and play with him?” He had used his very best innocent voice. The ladies just couldn't keep their hands off of him when he talked like that, or at least he hoped that was the case.

 

A squeak escaped her lips. That was better than yelling and hitting, at least. “Play what?” she asked, barely audible and overtly nervous.

 

He grinned at her response. “Oh, we can play anything you want. Hide and seek, cops and robbers, tag. There are a whole variety of games to play when Little Gure is around, and the best part is that no one has to know about it. Fun, ne?” he finished in light-hearted recommendation.

 

A few more moments passed as she stared in silence again. At last she leaped from his body to sit beside him, much to his dismay. He unconsciously pouted again at the let down and began refitting his yukata across his regretful little companion. It was a sad day in the life of Little Gure.

 

“Well, what about Kyo-kun?”

 

Her question surprised him. A small part of him bounced in hope again and he chose his wording carefully. “Kyo-kun won't mind, really. You know, many guys like the girl to be a bit experienced. Makes her sexier. How excited would he be if you pulled a few tricks out of your hat if that day ever arrived?” Shigure wanted to get in her pants (or dress, as the case may be) but he wasn't going to completely feed into her obsession with Kyo. He was just a lonely old pervert who wanted to have some hot sex. Was that too much to ask?

 

Biting her lip in concentration, Kagura mesmerized him. He wanted to be the one nibbling on her lip, and the one smoothing over the edges of her skirt. His little cousin was a feisty powerhouse, and a decidedly attractive one. This would be so fun.

 

“…Okay, Shi-chan, but I don't want to tell Kyo-kun! He might hurt you!”

 

Shigure tried to keep his excitement to a minimum. `She said yes! She said yes!' his mind chanted, Little Gure twitching in acquiescence. “All right then!” he said aloud. He fought the urge to rub his hands together in delight. Now to get started.

 

Guiding her to the floor mats, Shigure got on top of Kagura much like she had been positioned on him, minus the pinning down bit. He wanted this to be an enjoyable experience for the both of them, even if his dick was none too pleased by his decision. He started everything off with a gentle kiss on her lips, working her mouth open but not deepening it quite yet. His hands moved to touch her, one supporting the side of her head and tangling in her hair and the other running down her arm and up her side, coming to rest at the side of one breast. As he finally added his tongue to the kiss he quickened the pace a bit and cupped her breast fully in his hand, squeezing until he could feel her sighing into his mouth.

 

Kagura's hands winding around his neck signaled that everything was fine, so he shifted his weight onto his knees more and let his other hand trail slowly down her neck to lavish attention on her other breast, massaging them both simultaneously as she arched into him. When she broke the kiss to moan, he started journeying down her throat where his hand had just been, stopping and sucking lightly until he reached the disappointingly high neckline of her dress. There was just far too much clothing all around.

 

Pinching one of her nipples through her dress to get her back to arch even more, Shigure took advantage of the movement and slipped his other hand behind her back to quickly unzip her dress. Once that was done he grasped the shoulders and pulled it down her chest to reveal a white cotton bra and much creamy skin. If he went that far he might as well go all the way, so he slipped out from between her legs and pulled the dress completely off. The image of an orange cat on her panties almost made him laugh, but then he saw how damp they were and all humor was channeled into pure desire.

 

Diving back onto her body, Shigure went at her with more vigor. He nipped at her hardened nipples through her bra and sent the middle finger of one hand straight to the spot on her underwear that he knew was covering her clit. One firm caress of it told him it was true. Kagura was moaning and rocking into his fingers while he circled them over her.

 

He was fairly surprised when Kagura took his free hand and started biting down on it. He could have expected her to be a bit violent perhaps, but that was just raw sexual inhibition at work. He smiled and switched to her other peak as he slid his fingers inside her panties to tickle her folds better. Her hot wetness coated his digits and he used it to lubricate his motions over her clit and to her entrance. He eased two fingers inside slowly so as not to alarm her with his actions. The mechanics of it were so much like sex that he felt as though he may cum right there. It had been far too long and he was far too horny for this sort of action to last long.

 

Forgetting his own engorged member, or trying to, Shigure began pressing circles onto her clit with his thumb and pounding in and out of her depth at the same time. A brief tightening followed by her hard bite and shaking muscles told him that she had found release in his hand's ministrations. He let go of her bra-covered bud and looked up to see her still reeling from the ecstasy. Luckily, she relinquished her jaw's hold on his hand and he gazed at the even dents from her bite. Any more and she would have broken the skin.

 

Her breathing evened out as Shigure removed his hand from her pussy and licked the sweet liquids from his hand. Such a tasty treat on his lovely erotic day. Once the sticky fluid was gone, he tossed his yukata to the side and sank back over her body, this time letting his cock tease at her folds. “Are you sure you want to do this, Kagura?” he asked, causing her to open her eyes again and look at his face only inches above hers. He could tell he had basically woken her up from an orgasmic dream state. “This will hurt the first time, but I'll be as gentle as possible.”

 

Kagura turned bright red at his words. He wasn't sure he had ever seen her blush before. It was cute, in a naïve, sexy, Tohru-kun sort of way. Shigure pushed the image of his secret masturbating objective out of his mind when he realized it was rude in Kagura's presence, even if she didn't know about it. Besides, she was opening her mouth as if she wanted to say something. She had gorgeous fully lips, really, now that he looked at them.

 

“Shi-chan,” came a whisper. “I…I…You don't have to worry about…that. Martial arts training…one time….”

 

He shushed her, punctuating it with a kiss. He understood her meaning; she had broken her hymen during martial arts and was embarrassed to tell him. Breaking the kiss, he looked at her rather seriously. “It's ok, Kagura. In fact, you should be grateful because now we can just have fun. No pain.”

 

Before she could speak again, he grazed the head of his dick up and down her center, hitting her clitoris every time. Any protest she might have voiced turned into a moan of pleasure. That and her legs spreading as wide as they would go were invitation enough for him to sink inside of her slowly.

 

The boar might have broken her hymen but she was still a virgin and her walls were incredibly snug around him. He wanted to cum right then and there, but he managed self-restraint and waited for her to accept him inside of her and show him that she was ready. One sharp rock of her hips was all he needed to start thrusting in and out of her steadily, drawing himself almost all the way out before penetrating her as deep as he could go. Once his pace was set, he used one thumb to knead her clit again, this time harder than before. He wasn't going to last long and he needed all the help he could get.

 

Kagura's hands were frantically running up and down his chest, tweaking his nipples roughly when she traversed them and scratching at his pectorals with abandon. She was a natural sex kitten. He laughed to himself at that revelation. Poor Kyo didn't have any idea what he had been missing out on. When her hands moved to his upper arms and her nails dug continuously into his arms, he noticed that her clit was firmer under his rubbing. She was close enough that he could give in and just go for it.

 

With a last flick of her clit, Shigure captured all of his weight on his arms and began pounding into her as hard as he had wanted to from the start. Each time he felt like he was getting closer and closer to the edge. His whole body was tensed for that moment of release, but he wanted to feel her shaking body when he went. Every one of his nerves was in tune to her body, waiting for a sign.

 

A forceful surge of her inner sheath was all he needed. The last bits of energy went into four final thrusts, the last one riding home on a wave of her undulations and his jerking release inside of her. His whole body was like a snapped barbed wire fence after that kind of torment. Reluctantly, he pulled out of her still trembling body and collapsed on top of her. The absence of sexual tension made the pain of her scratches and pinches swell into being, but it was strangely fulfilling.

 

“Shi-chan?”

 

Her little voice from underneath him made him roll off of her and onto his back, dragging her along to rest her head on his chest. “Yes, Kagura-chan?”

 

“Do you think that Kyo-kun will like that sort of thing if I'm on top instead of on bottom? You looked like you were having fun.”

 

The laugh that left his lips couldn't be prevented. Only Kagura would use pillow talk time with another man to talk about her precious Kyo-kun. It made Shigure happy, though. Sex with no strings attached was quite exhilarating. He was going to have to try it again sometime.

 

“I'm not sure, Kagura-chan. Perhaps in a few minutes you can demonstrate what you mean.”

 

"That's a good idea, Shi-chan."

 

This day only got better and better.

 

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A/N: Um, yeah. Not quite sure what I was thinking. Obviously I wasn't. Shigure x Kagura???? O_o I guess it works…in my deranged head. Reviews are always welcome and appreciated! ^_^