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

Title: Tired

Author: Mrs Akabane

Genre: Yaoi, One-shot

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: umm, secret…

Warning: umm, slightly graphic

 

 

Finally I am home. After a tiring day. I had been out all day, fixing some important matters. Grabbing my keys, I left the confinement of my car. I felt a sudden excitement and suddenly there was a strong urge to skip to my door but my ego just would not let me. As I open the door, I felt a familiar stir between my thighs and my brain felt like clogging. A grin was unstopped on my lips.

 

Closing the door behind me, I took of my shoes and walked in darkness. No big deal about it, I can easily see in the dark. I almost skipped towards the comforts of my bedroom I was after all within my house that nobody can see, but that would be idiotic, so I patiently walked.

 

I entered, inhaling the manly essence of my room. My hand went up to the switch and instantly the room was filled with light . My eyes focused on the slumbering occupant of my bed and there it was again, a stir in my groin. I walked slowly, almost sexily towards the bed, my eyes never leaving its target. In a flash I was kneeling, his waist between my legs. I watch his nose wrinkle, I knew he will wake any second. I smiled and lowered myself to lick on his lips and with a moan they open in response.

 

I knew he is awake. I quick drag of air, I went down for kiss. My hands caressing everything within reach as he shuddered and moaned in response. A minute passed and I finally let him go for air. I was surprised when he made a sound of protest and before I knew it, my clothes are hurriedly being peeled of me and his followed sending them somewhere in the room.

 

“Why hurry?” I asked. He groaned and pulled me down for another kiss. So he doesn't want to talk? I can live with that, as a matter of fact it is damn better. Fuck now, talk later.

 

My lips left his and he started to protest again but ended up moaning as I grind my erection to his. My lips found their way to one of his rock hard nipples sucking them lovingly. I held his hips as my other hand reached down to pump his erection while I gave his other nipple the same treatment, almost driving him insane. My lips left his nipple and without warning, I went down to lick the tip of his erection, loving the liquids that trickled from it. His moans were like music to my ears.

 

I knew from mastery that his climax is nearing. I smiled to myself. I could almost hear a little devil whispering to me to tease him more, to make him suffer. I engulfed his entire length to the hilt. His screamed. Ah! Music to my ears.

 

My eyes never left his face. Watching the play of emotions on them, it all spelled pleasure and all of it is from me. His hands, gently yet hesitantly grasped my hair, begging me to give him more. He is begging submissively, respecting my superiority. My smile grew wilder. You want it faster? Then faster it is.

 

The room was filled with his moans and mewls, unending mantra of my name. Ah, the feeling of being needed is just priceless. His back arched involuntarily, his hips started to rise from the bed meeting my mouth, harshly I held him down before he fucks my mouth. With a pop I let his pride go. He made this desperate attempt to bring me back but once again he was harshly pushed to bed.

 

I am dominant, period. He respects my superiority. That is just how our relationship is. What ever I say, he follows. I kneeled before him, relishing the way he looks up at me. Eyes are clouded with lust, lips supple from my kisses, chest heaving. My eyes moved lower and landed on his groin, standing proud yet weeping with anticipation. `Beautiful' would be fit to describe him or perhaps `Beautiful and mine' is better. I licked my lips. The mere sight of him like this just makes my desire twitch with need.

 

He stood slowly, now we kneel before each other. I looked down at him as he kissed my neck, I knew it was his way of asking my permission and I approved by brushing my arousal on his abdomen.

 

His lips fastened themselves on my neck, licking their way down while his hands busied themselves caressing my thighs. I almost moaned with anticipation as those lips neared my groin. His eyes never left mine as he darted out his tongue to lick the head of my organ pulsating with need. He sexily smiled as he silently mouthed `fuck me'. I smiled back at him. I remembered I mouth-fucked him once. I remembered how his mouth wrapped on my member as he sucked me hard, willingly surrendering his precious lips to my brutal thrust. That thought almost made me moan. He lowered himself, his lips licking my member's head before slowly opening his lips. He looked up at me, waiting for me to begin my pace.

 

Lust is almost clogging my senses as I thrust on his willing mouth. My head involuntarily flew back as I heightened my pace. His mouth was taking almost all of me, restraining his breathing for a moment. I gave him a soft smile, I knew well that he loves it when I do, as my hands caress his head and shoulders. I watched as his eyes gleamed mischievously. The sudden feeling that he has something up his sleeves. And I was right, without warning he moaned, vibrations from his chest went straight to my groin. And that was it, my mouth opened in a silent scream as I felt myself climax. Both my hands held his head as I thrust almost brutally, emptying my load on his willing mouth. He let my still hard member go, I came hard but it was always not enough. He gave my chest a soft push. He wants me on my back and I did, suddenly I felt excited on what to expect. Now, where could my superiority be? Hell, when your as hard as I am, you would care less.

 

I laid on my back, watching him as he went reach for the lube. Straddling my waist, he squeezed some lube on his fingers. Stroking my still hard member, he positioned himself. My hands went to his hips to stop him from moving down but he grabbed my hand and shook his head.

 

“No prep…”

 

I heard him say almost breathlessly. His eyes were clouded with lust, I remembered, I left him hanging a while ago. I felt my muscles clench as he slowly impaled himself, so tight. My hands went up to caress his chest while I await for him to get accustomed to me. I heard him moan, finally I filled him to the hilt.

 

“so…big…”

 

I smiled. Now who's the brave impatient sex crazed man who needs no prep? I pulled him down for a kiss as I flipped us so I'd be on top.

 

“Ready?”

 

I watched him nod. I pulled back almost all the way before thrusting back in. I set a slow deep pace and did I mention hard? He threw his head back as I hit his spot, trying my best to hit with every thrust. He pulled me down for a deep wet kiss, our tongues battling. I could feel him squeezing his muscles to increase my pleasure which made me hiss as I involuntarily increased my pace and I can feel another release nearing. I cant let that happen. I quickly pulled out of him and before he could protest.

 

“ Kneel. Your hands on the headboard.” I commanded. He complied.

 

I parted his legs just a bit more. Without warning I went down on him. He yelped as he felt my tongue on his opening, teasing him enough to make him let out a long needy moan. My hands caressed his thighs as I pushed my tongue in his opening, he moaned a pitch higher. My eyes went to my right at our mirror. I swore I heard a little devil whisper to me for I just had an idea.

 

I positioned my member again on his opening, impaling myself with one fierce thrust. My right hand on his hips and my left pumping his aching member. I went on him fast and hard, our position just allows me to go even deeper and our bodies that glistened with sweat just makes it almost effortless. He moaned my name over and over. My head went down to plant a kiss on his sweaty shoulder and on his most perfect hair before nibbling on his ear. I told him to look to his right.

 

“ watch me…” I said softly.

 

I smiled to myself. Our image in the mirror just made him moan louder. I can sense his release nearing and so is mine. Our skin slapping and his moans mingle in harmonious symphony driving me nearer to the edge. If I keep this up I'll cum before his does, I know I better do something and quick. I went to his ear and moaned,

 

“ so… fucking… tight…” He moaned my name.

 

“ so…hot…” He screamed.

 

“ feels… so…fucking…good…” I felt his muscles clench around me.

 

“ Hatori!!!” He came.

 

“Ayame!!!” I followed.

 

I felt like I left reality as my vision went white. Bliss enfolding my wellbeing and I know too well that my beloved is experiencing the same thing. I thrust and thrust up until I milked myself dry. My knees felt unstable. We slumped back to bed. He lazily climbed to my chest, his head nuzzling my neck. I caressed his hair that I loved so much, a reason why all this years he kept it so long. Our hearts slowly calmed. All's well that ends well. Two rounds sure tired me, the days activities really must have taken most of my energy.

 

“Let me guess… You had a tiring day today, tori-kun?” I looked down and behold his beauty. `I do not care how tiring it is as long I get to make love when I get home' is what I would want to say but I simply nodded.

 

“How about you?” I asked. His hand went to my chest, tracing imaginary circles.

 

“Tiring too…” I raised a brow. How could he be tired when he was in the house the entire day. I saw him smile and whispered.

 

“You work so hard, tori-kun. I figured that I should work myself out too, so I masturbated all day! Oh! With you on my mind, of course… Isn't it a splendid idea?!” I shook my head. This is just the way he is and that is just how I love him. I gave him a nod before kissing him one last time.

 

“Tori-kun?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“I love you…” I smiled.

 

“I love you too, Aya…” And we slept.

 

 

OWARI…

 

By: Mrs Akabane “Love and Peace!”