Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Too Much Birthday ❯ 18 ( Chapter 18 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Furuba Lemon RR 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.18.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 820 | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.18.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 820 | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
"I would like for the three of you to model my clothing line. I'm making a catalog and need some beautiful models to show off my creations to their best advantage." Ayame smirked as he watched the girls huddle up. He could hear snatches of their conversation.
"Models, Us? In a catalog?" He heard a few squeals of excitement, but the leader clearly had a calm head on her shoulders and would need extra persuasion. The other two seemed to be more than willing to go along with it.
"Miss Motoko, was it?" Ayame asked in his best seductive voice. All three girls immediately shut up and looked at him. "I assure you it will be of the best quality. Only the best is good enough for my customers. I can even show you one of my creations now. It's inside. If you will be good enough to follow" Ayame left without a backwards glance. He was confident their curiosity and his intriguing good looks would make them follow.
The dress was still laying, forgotten on the end table. The hebi lightly shook it out and waited. He had barely counted up to fifteen when they entered the room. "Don't take this as an agreement. I want to see the clothing first." Motoko announced when Ayame turned to face them.
"But of course." Ayame proudly held up the dress to a round of gasps. Dead silence permeated the room.
"Umm It's nice and all, but where is the rest of it?" Asked the brunette in the middle.
Ayame looked at her like she was crazy. "This IS it. No man can resist a woman in my creations." Ayame boasted grandly.
All three girls eyes grew wide and starry as they echoed him. "No man can resist"
The brunette grabbed the dress. "I'll try it on. Just to make sure it'll look okay"
"NO you won't! I will." The blonde girl grabbed the dress.
"NO! I AM THE PRESIDENT!!!! I WILL WEAR IT!" Motoko grabbed the black and white lacy garment. All three girls began a fierce tug of
war.
Ayame gasped as he heard seams ripping. "Please, girls One at a time" He waded in to save his creation only to get bumped. * poof * Hissing softly to himself he slithered off to sulk over the destruction of Tohru's gift.
* Meanwhile on the Roof *
Kagura moaned as Kyo's full weight settled on her. Their tongues continued to duel fiercely as their hands wandered. Kagura swiftly lowered her hands to Kyo's firm backside and pulled him harder against her. She could clearly feel the proof of his desire pressing into her.
Kyo slowly pulled back just enough to remove the inoshishi's sweater. As his fingers were busy so were hers. Tit for tat. Kyo gently caressed the upper curve of Kagura's breasts before reaching behind her to fumble with the clasp of her bra. He finally got it
unfastened. As soon as her breasts were completely free and unhindered, he scooted down to kiss and caress them
Kagura moaned and ran her hands through Kyo's hair as his tongue gently circled and flicked over her hardened nipples. He continued to divide his attention between them. It wasn't enough. Kagura pulled him up and reached down to undo his cargo pants.
Kyo, seeing what Kagura was doing, quickly began to remove her remaining garments as well. Both moaned as they were finally naked and able to caress each other unhindered.
Unable to stand the tension anymore, Kagura pulled Kyo down on top of her. His hips fell between hers. Raising her legs, she locked them around his waist. Kyo moaned as he captured her lips and thrust into her wet heat. He froze at her small cry of pain.
"Are you okay?" Kyo asked softly. He'd forgotten that little yet very important detail.
"More than okay, Kyo-kun. Don't stop."Kagura replied arching up into him with a soft moan of pleasure.
Kyo echoed her moan and slowly began to thrust for all of a minute. His body had to have more. He quickly listened to its demands to Kagura's pleasure. They moved in tandem. Both panting as a slight sheen of sweat formed on their straining joined bodies.
Kagura reached her orgasm first crying out as her nails raked up Kyo's back. She arched up as all the tension burst free leaving her in a sea of mindless pleasure.
Kyo climaxed seconds after, burying himself as deep as he could as he lost his vision to the white light. He shivered slightly as his tensed muscles slowly relaxed allowing him to collapse onto Kagura's pliant body.
"Models, Us? In a catalog?" He heard a few squeals of excitement, but the leader clearly had a calm head on her shoulders and would need extra persuasion. The other two seemed to be more than willing to go along with it.
"Miss Motoko, was it?" Ayame asked in his best seductive voice. All three girls immediately shut up and looked at him. "I assure you it will be of the best quality. Only the best is good enough for my customers. I can even show you one of my creations now. It's inside. If you will be good enough to follow" Ayame left without a backwards glance. He was confident their curiosity and his intriguing good looks would make them follow.
The dress was still laying, forgotten on the end table. The hebi lightly shook it out and waited. He had barely counted up to fifteen when they entered the room. "Don't take this as an agreement. I want to see the clothing first." Motoko announced when Ayame turned to face them.
"But of course." Ayame proudly held up the dress to a round of gasps. Dead silence permeated the room.
"Umm It's nice and all, but where is the rest of it?" Asked the brunette in the middle.
Ayame looked at her like she was crazy. "This IS it. No man can resist a woman in my creations." Ayame boasted grandly.
All three girls eyes grew wide and starry as they echoed him. "No man can resist"
The brunette grabbed the dress. "I'll try it on. Just to make sure it'll look okay"
"NO you won't! I will." The blonde girl grabbed the dress.
"NO! I AM THE PRESIDENT!!!! I WILL WEAR IT!" Motoko grabbed the black and white lacy garment. All three girls began a fierce tug of
war.
Ayame gasped as he heard seams ripping. "Please, girls One at a time" He waded in to save his creation only to get bumped. * poof * Hissing softly to himself he slithered off to sulk over the destruction of Tohru's gift.
* Meanwhile on the Roof *
Kagura moaned as Kyo's full weight settled on her. Their tongues continued to duel fiercely as their hands wandered. Kagura swiftly lowered her hands to Kyo's firm backside and pulled him harder against her. She could clearly feel the proof of his desire pressing into her.
Kyo slowly pulled back just enough to remove the inoshishi's sweater. As his fingers were busy so were hers. Tit for tat. Kyo gently caressed the upper curve of Kagura's breasts before reaching behind her to fumble with the clasp of her bra. He finally got it
unfastened. As soon as her breasts were completely free and unhindered, he scooted down to kiss and caress them
Kagura moaned and ran her hands through Kyo's hair as his tongue gently circled and flicked over her hardened nipples. He continued to divide his attention between them. It wasn't enough. Kagura pulled him up and reached down to undo his cargo pants.
Kyo, seeing what Kagura was doing, quickly began to remove her remaining garments as well. Both moaned as they were finally naked and able to caress each other unhindered.
Unable to stand the tension anymore, Kagura pulled Kyo down on top of her. His hips fell between hers. Raising her legs, she locked them around his waist. Kyo moaned as he captured her lips and thrust into her wet heat. He froze at her small cry of pain.
"Are you okay?" Kyo asked softly. He'd forgotten that little yet very important detail.
"More than okay, Kyo-kun. Don't stop."Kagura replied arching up into him with a soft moan of pleasure.
Kyo echoed her moan and slowly began to thrust for all of a minute. His body had to have more. He quickly listened to its demands to Kagura's pleasure. They moved in tandem. Both panting as a slight sheen of sweat formed on their straining joined bodies.
Kagura reached her orgasm first crying out as her nails raked up Kyo's back. She arched up as all the tension burst free leaving her in a sea of mindless pleasure.
Kyo climaxed seconds after, burying himself as deep as he could as he lost his vision to the white light. He shivered slightly as his tensed muscles slowly relaxed allowing him to collapse onto Kagura's pliant body.