Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Slippery When Wet ❯ Slippery When Wet ( One-Shot )

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Slippery When Wet
Sentence Darefic


"Why does it get harder when it's wet?"

"What do you mean?" Kyo sighed softly, not comprehending the question. By now, he was already at a loss for words whenever Kagura spoke. But he was trying to hide his irritation at her naivete with a strained smile.

"Why does it get hard? I mean, if it's wet, shouldn't it shrink?" Kagura held up the towel and placed it over the soaked neko.

"No, if it gets cold it shrinks... not if it's wet..."

Kyo was quite pleased with himself as he watched his comment manage to shut her up long enough for him to walk into the bathroom to get changed.

'Why does it get hard? Why does it get hard!? I'll SHOW you why it gets hard' Very evil thoughts from a rather bored mind, he chided himself. He was glad that Kagura couldn't hear his thoughts. If she had, he would have been pummeled for sure. The question was whether or not he'd like it.

She was only making bread. He didn't understand why it was such a big freakin' deal.

They had gone to the beach - at Kagura's command, of course... Kyo frowned. He didn't want to think of her swimsuit at all. Though he couldn't help it, her image was burnt in his memory.

That swimsuit.

He looked at himself in the mirror. His cheeks, already red with a light sunburn - he'd forgotten to wear sunscreen - flushed a subtle hue of embarrassment. He turned the faucet on and placed his fingers underneath the stream until he was satisfied with the temperature.

Cupping his hands together, he let the water pour and fill the cup. He brought the water to his face and tried to cool off. But it wasn't his sunburn that was bothering him so much.

It was that damn swimsuit.

The way the color reflected on her skin, giving her a flushed look. The scooped neckline, showing the shadow of cleavage. The dark looks that she'd been throwing his way all day. Normally, he wouldn't give so much thought to those looks. She gave him those looks a lot.

But these were different from the others. There was longing in her dark orbs. He was sure of it.

He shook the thought out of his mind. Why was he suddenly having those kind of thoughts about the person who he had always felt made his life absolutely miserable?

He had never thought of her in this way before. He had never cared how much he hurt her feelings - he just wanted her to leave him alone.

And she never had.

Was it because she honestly loved him? He couldn't tell. As he looked in the mirror, he did feel that he was attractive. But he had wanted Tooru. Always Tooru. And Kagura had let him follow that feeling until Tooru had hurt both him and Yuki.

It made it easier to know that no matter how much Tooru had hurt him, she had hurt Yuki even worse. But even though competitively he was glad - Yuki had not won. He still felt sorry for the mouse.

Yuki didn't have Kagura.

Kagura had been good to him when Tooru let the bomb drop on the Souma family.

Tooru was leaving to live on her own for a while. But no matter how that had felt to them, what she said afterwards hit them all like a ton of bricks.

Kyo cursed silently. He hadn't even known that Tooru had gotten that close to Ritsu. He was positive Yuki hadn't known either.

But Kagura was there. Right away. It was like she had known. And maybe she had. He knew that Tooru and Kagura were close, and told each other a lot. But no matter what they told each other, no one else knew.

So, no one had been prepared for Tooru's announcement.

After that day, Kagura had behaved rather like a normal girl instead of a deranged samurai. She hadn't twisted him or mauled him like she normally had.
That's why Kyo had thought it safe to go to the beach with her.

No matter how tempted she had been to drown him, she had restrained herself. He knew that she was trying her best. She had so much as told him that she wanted to become the woman that Kyo could love.

And after that day, maybe he could love her.

And that swimsuit had already worked on his groin. His groin had reacted very strongly towards her innocent one-piece swimsuit.

A sudden movement in the mirror caught Kyo's attention. He looked down at his reflection's body. His trunks had seemed to shrink in the front.

Interesting. She had never made him hard before.

"Kyo-kun?! Are you ok?"

Kyo blushed as he chuckled at her concern. He had a wicked thought in his mind. He turned to leave the bathroom, and was startled by Kagura standing outside the door, apparently waiting for him.

Kagura's eyes widened as she looked at Kyo's outfit.

"I thought you were going to change, Kyo-kun?"

"I was."

"But you're still in your swimming trunks?"

"Yeah"

"Why-?"

Kagura's question was cut short as Kyo grabbed her wrist and placed her hand on the bulge in his trunks. He watched with sensual enjoyment as her eyes widened even more.

"Kyo-kun?"

"That's why I didn't change." He leaned closer to her mouth and whispered huskily, "My pants were too tight." He grinned slightly before he closed the distance to claim her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue pushing her lips open so that it could slip in.

His tongue moved painfully slow as he allowed her to absorb his proposal. Satisfied that he had given her enough time, he stepped back to enjoy the look of surprise and longing in her features.

He smirked as she came forward to meet his lips again. Her hand reached down to rub the firm bulge again.

Kyo groaned as her fingers manipulated his arousal through his trunks.

"You really wanna know why it get's harder when it's wet?" He said between kisses.

"Onegai Kyo-kun..." Kagura breathed against his lips.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her so that she was at a better angle for a deeper kiss. She moaned into his mouth, molding her body against his, her breasts pressing against his chest.

Instinctively, her legs wrapped around his waist for support, locking at the ankles.

Their mouths still interlocked, neither of them able to get enough out of the other's kiss, Kyo walked them into the bathroom.

The door slammed shut behind them.

**Owari?**

A/N: FB is the creative genius of Takaya-sensei, not done for profit - no money, don't sue.