Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Three Ways (Part 1) ❯ check up~ ( Chapter 1 )

Warnings

 

Warning: this is a very sick piece… just… weird okay? My inspiration for this was created when I read a truly horrible fic called Haru's Treatment / Punishment. It was truly… bad.

So, though this isn't quite as bad, it's still pretty odd. It's mainly my minds only way to heal itself of the trauma induced by that hideous fic.

 

 

 

 

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Ayame wandered into Hatori's office, his long hair flowing behind him. He opened the door and Yuki stepped out.

 

“Brother! It is you! Oh you have come to Hatori-san's office to see me have you not? Come! We shall sit and wait for Hatori-san and you can tell me about all the young men you've fallen in love with and we'll exchange beauty secrets!” Ayame began happily.

 

Yuki stepped out, “No… I'm going home.”

 

“What's this? My dearest Brother Yuki is turning down an opportunity to spend with his beloved older brother? No! This cannot be! Yuki, what is wrong? Has that cat… touched you in questionable places? You can tell me all about it!”

 

“No!” Yuki yelled, louder than he meant to. After a pause he smoothed his clothing and stated, “No. I'm going home. I will see you in time Nii-san.”

 

Ayame waved enthusiastically, “Good by my baby brother! We shall call and have long discussions over the phone while you spill your deepest secrets to your older brother and I console you after that cat molests you so delectably.”

 

Yuki shivered and glared over his shoulder, then kept walking.

 

The older boy walked into the room and shed his over coat, handing it on a hook by the door.

 

Shigure walked in and threw his arms up, “Aaya-chan!”

 

“Gure-chan!” Ayame responded, also throwing his hands into the air.

 

They ran forward and threw their arms around each other. Shigure began, “Aaya-chan! Are you here for Tori-chan?”

 

“Yes Gure-chan! I've come for my check up. Tori-chan called me and said I should come in.” the white haired man replied.

 

“Tori-chan wanted me to prepare you first!”

 

“Prepare me? For what Gure-chan?” Ayame asks.

 

“Oh don't bother asking, go ahead and take off your clothes.” Shigure orders happily, closing the door and locking it.

 

 

“Oh Gure-chan. I thought you'd at least buy me dinner first.” Ayame laughs as he immodestly strips his clothing and folds it neatly, putting it on the padded bench.

 

Shigure takes the man's hand and smiles, “Okay, come with me now.” Ayame happily followed him into a rather sterile looking room without windows.

 

Ayame looked around, “What's this room for?”

 

“Tori-chan says you have to be cleaned before he can begin.” Hatori stated.

 

The silver haired man looked hurt for a moment, touching his creamy skin, “I'm clean.”

 

The dog patted his butt gently, “You have to be leaned inside as well as out Aaya-chan.” He pointed to a small, low bench and ordered, “Kneel in front of that.”

 

Curiously Ayame walked across the room and knelt, “Why Gure-chan, are you going to give me a sponge bath?”

 

“No Aaya-chan.” Shigure laughed as he came and knelt next to him, “Now lean over like this.” He gently guided the snake to lean over the bench, far enough forward so that his chest touched the wooden seat.

 

Ayame began to get curious when Shigure took both of his hands and held them firmly together at the base of his back; his other hand pressing between his shoulders's to keep him down.

 

“Gure-chan? What are you doing?” Ayame asked somewhat nervously.

 

“It's just an enema. You see, Yuki told me you've been unwell as of late, so I thought I'd have you come over for a check up. But before I can examine you, I need to have you cleaned.” Hatori said from the doorway.

 

Ayame looked over his shoulder excitedly, “Tori-san! You've come for me! Wait… what… what's that you're holding?”

 

In the dark haired man's hands was a rather odd looking contraption. He repeated rather straightforward, “It's for the enema I'm going to give you.”

 

Yes, may it never be said that Hatori was one to beat around the bush…

 

The silver haired man looked confused for a moment then contemplated his position and blushed slightly when he understood, “Oh.” He lowered his rear a little out of embarrassment.

 

“Now is no time for modesty.” Hatori admonished as he lifted the man's rear slightly and pressed the lubricated appliance in.

 

Ayame squirmed in shock as he felt the cold tip probing his entrance, “Ha-Hatori!” he gasped. The head of the instrument pushed past his tight ring of muscle and slid in, making the snake wonder how long the hose was.

 

Hatori then released the fluid in the bags and the liquids rushed inside Ayame. His eyes widened at the sudden feeling.

 

Shigure held him still and watched his face as it's expressions changed, “Don't worry Aaya-chan. It'll be done soon.”

 

The man looked up with a questioning gaze. His expressions were probably misinterpreted, because he was rather enjoying the fluid rushing within him. It had some sort of a therapeutic sort of feeling to it.

 

Hatori removed the appliance and Ayame looked over his shoulder and cooed, “That was… interesting.”

 

“Hmm.” Hatori raised his eyebrows slightly, not sounding or looking very surprised. The dragon pulled out the appliance.

 

As the snake shifted to get up he pushed an anal plug into Ayame's opening. “Shigure, you know what to do. I'm going to go back to my office. Inform me when he's ready.”

 

Ayame shook, his silver locks falling to the ground, “Wait! Tori-san! Don't leave me here~.”

 

“Don't worry, you have me to keep you company.” Shigure grinned, licking his lips and leaning forward to nibble the man's ear.

 

Ayame interrupted his complaints towards Hatori with a moan. He tried again to convince Hatori to stay but had stop again to release a moan from the attention he was receiving to his ear from Shigure's tongue.

 

With a smirk crossing his lips Hatori walked from the room and waited in his office, musing over the many things he'd soon be able to do to his snake.

 

 

~*~

 

 

Shigure waited till Hatori closed the door before moving in back of Ayame, letting go of him.

 

Ayame put his hands on the bench and started to push himself up.

 

Shigure pulled down his own pants quickly before wrapping his arms around his friend's hips, slowly rocking into them.

 

The smaller man moaned in surprise and pleasure. Shigure continued to rock his hips into him, his member bedded between the other's cheeks.

 

His arms wavered and Ayame rested his elbows on the seat of the bench, finding that easier. He hung his head, his white hair cascading over his shoulders.

 

Ayame pushed back against the member rubbing between his cheeks, “Gu-Gure-chan. Yes!”

 

Shigure wrapped a hand around him and stroked Ayame's length as he continued to thrust. After a few more thrusts Shigure came, the friction between Ayame's firm cheeks mounting up till it was too much.

 

He moved his hand before Ayame could come. Shigure pulled out and removed his hand, leaving Ayame mewling in discomfort.

 

 

~*~

 

 

Hatori smiled when he heard Ayame and Shigure talking in the other room. Judging by Ayame's complaining, he guessed Shigure didn't let him come.

 

The dark haired man waited a bit longer then walked into the main room of his office. Ayame was sitting on the padded counter arguing with Shigure about his still unsatisfied erection.

 

When the snake noticed Hatori enter his eyes widened and he pouted slightly, “Tori-chan! Gure-chan wont let me come.”

 

Hatori `hmm-ed' again, in his less than surprised voice. He motioned, “Get on all fours, its time I begin the examination.”

 

Ayame moved and got onto his hands and knees upon seeing he wasn't going to receive any sympathy from Hatori.

 

The dragon smeared lubricant over the thermometer in his hand. He reached towards Ayame and spread the man, not giving him enough time to protest before sliding in the cold thermometer.

 

“Ahh! -Oh- Hatori -Oh my-.” Ayame gasped at the intrusion. Ayame squirmed as it slid in, the thermometer being slightly wider than the width of a finger.

 

Hatori kept the thermometer in, pressing it deeper.

 

“Bear with me Ayame. I need to take your temperature.” Hatori stated, holding it in place when it was almost completely inside the smaller man's anus.

 

Ayame scoffed, “You could have stuck it in my mouth.”

 

“I don't know where you're mouth has been.” Hatori answered, realizing shortly after what a bad argument that made.

 

Ayame began to snicker at the dragon's argument but his muffled laugh quickly turned into a gasp as Hatori shifted the thermometer. The snake shuddered when the man above him removed the thermometer and put it away.

 

“It appears you're a bit cold.” Hatori stated.

 

“The lubrication was cold! That's why!” Ayame answered defensively.

 

Hatori put a jar of lube on the counter top and started rolling up his sleeve. Ayame saw the jar and his gold eyes widened. Hatori stated, “I'm going to have to inspect it closer. Okay Ayame?”

 

The white haired man was silent before he finally nodded, “Okay, just be gentle.”

 

“Always am.” Hatori answered dipping his fingers into the lubricant. He coated his forefinger and middle finger liberally before spreading Ayame again and pressing the fingers in.

 

The man bit his lip hard, trying to hold back the moan that Hatori's actions brought. Ayame desperately prayed to the God's that the doctor wouldn't notice the hardening length of his patient.

 

Hatori rubbed Ayame's prostate `accidentally' during a push inside. Ayame shuddered but was held in place by Shigure's hold on his hips. Odd, he hadn't noticed Shigure was an active person in this check up.

 

The dragon removed his hand sighing, “You appear to be more sensitive than I thought you were Shigure. I'm going to have to examine you further.”

 

Ayame nodded, at this point willing to take whatever Hatori dished out for him.

 

Hatori dipped his fingers into the lubricant again, this time forcing three fingers into the tight hole. Ayame cried out and struggled slightly, eventually relaxing again.

 

When Hatori brushed his fingers against the man's prostate, Ayame barely managed to bite off his moan before it escaped his lips.

 

Feeling his erection grow he closed the distance between his legs, bringing them together and hiding his erection.

 

“I can't do my job with your legs like that Ayame.” Hatori admonished in a light tone. “Keep your legs apart.”

 

“B-but.” Ayame began, knowing his argument was useless.

 

“What?” Shigure prodded, “Are you afraid we might find something?”

 

Ayame was quiet, but he gasped when strong fingers coiled around his member, “Like this?” Hatori asked smugly.

 

The snake groaned and tried to thrust into the hand. Hatori let go and continued to work his hands in and out of the tight anus.

 

Ayame squirmed helplessly, “Tori-chan! That's not fair!”

 

Hatori brushed Ayame's pleasure spot deliberately and firmly causing him to moan and nearly collapse on the table.

 

Shigure looked up at Hatori, communicating that he wanted to deviate from the plans and do something for himself at this point.

 

Hatori nodded, “Just a moment and we'll all be able to start together.”

 

Shigure sighed but nodded and waited for Hatori to finish preparing Ayame, who was mewling and cooing to be given release from his need.

 

Shigure watched as Hatori methodically started to remove his clothing, article by article, folding it and laying it to the side. Ayame didn't notice, he was still in the over throws of the feeling of his prostate being rubbed so much.

 

With a small laugh, the dog shed his obi in mere seconds, climbing up onto the padded counter in front of Ayame.

 

The snake looked up and noticed his dog friend. Shigure cupped his cheeks and lifted him, almost close enough to kiss.

 

Ayame was about to kiss Shigure but he instead released a muffled yelp as Hatori pushed inside his anus with one steady thrust. Ayame lifted his arms to wrap them around Shigure as Hatori thrust into his rear.

 

Shigure allowed the silver haired man to hold onto him for support before grunting and rocking his hips, hoping Ayame would get the message.

 

The snake put his hands on the cushion beneath him and lowered his face to Shigure's member, sucking on it earnestly. Shigure moaned and thrust into the mouth in perfect timing with Hatori.

 

Ayame moaned at the feeling of giving head and receiving anal. When they finally came he felt as though he were completely filled.

 

While the other men were heavily breathing Ayame let out a small whimper of need. Without hesitation Hatori flipped the younger man over and held his long legs apart.

 

Ayame was slightly shocked to find his legs splayed to the sides and held there but moaned deeply when the warm mouth descended on his member.

 

Given how hard he was and how long he'd been waiting, it didn't take long for him to come. When they were done they lay there, breathing heavily.

 

Ayame's head was in Shigure's lap, and his legs were near Hatori's upper body. The dragon's face was resting on the snake's stomach, licking at the flesh.

 

Hatori sighed, “Remind me to ask your brother, to tell me whenever he thinks there may be something wrong with you.”

 

“That's why my darling brother was here?” Ayame asked.

 

Shigure nodded, “Tori-chan called me right away so I could help the examination.”

 

There was a silence before Ayame realized, “I haven't been feeling sick at all!”

 

“Hmm.” Hatori sighed, not sounding amused in the least.

 

Ayame huffed, “He told you I was sick, just so I'd come here and get a thermometer up my ass… oh how clever you are my darling brother Yuki~ I must thank you for thinking about me in such kind ways! And then I shall tell you all about my encounter, oh the fun will never end!”

 

Shigure leaned over and kissed the man, successfully quieting him.

 

((In Part 2, the sequel, Shigure takes it upon himself to set up a little sex date for the trio. What little roll plays and kinks could he think up of?

Find out by giving me 5 reviews, then I'll post the sequil.))