Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Too Much Birthday ❯ 20 ( Chapter 20 )
[ 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: 1.4K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.18.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
**In the Bathroom**
"S-sure," Arisa managed to answer Haru calmly.
She watched with curious eyes as Haru reached out and gently unbuttoned her shirt. He parted it with such care and ease, his eyes feasting on her white lacy bra. The pads of his thumbs gently traced the swell of her breasts, causing her nipples to harden again. His nimble fingers back quick work of the front latch of her bra, releasing the bountiful twins into his palms.
"A wicked tongue and a decent rack," Haru replied with a small smile, his fingers toying with her nipples, pinching and rubbing over them.
Arisa gasped at the sensations his gentle playfulness was causing in her, the desire it was building in her. She managed a tremulous smile, her hands reaching out for his shoulders. "You haven't seen the whole show yet."
Haru only had time to raise an eyebrow before their lips met again. The kiss was slow, languid, but much more heated than the last. Their tongues began dueling instantly, both of them moaning at the deep contact.
Shigure stood by the door, a smile creeping to his face. Just how far was the Yankee going to take this? It would be interesting to see, no doubt, he thought to himself. Hell, he was getting off on it already, his cock poised and ready for action once more. But he would wait for a signal. His time would come again. He bit back a moan as he watched Haru back Arisa against the sink. Her skirt was lifted to her waist. He had a nice view of her ass, her sex clearly visible in the mirror.
Arisa was surprised, but pleased with this change of venue. She had wanted to see him as well. She needed a good comparison after all. But it mattered little as his left hand kneaded her breast while his other sought out her still wet pussy. She gasped when she felt his fingers in her curls and moaned loudly as he pushed two fingers inside of her. Her back arched, her head resting on his shoulder.
Haru took a step back, releasing her breast so that he could free himself from his pants. He frowned when the button didn't come undone as quickly as he would've liked. When Arisa moved to turn and help he slipped a third finger inside of her, causing her gasp and close her eyes. He placed a light kiss to her shoulder blade as he moved his fingers in and out of her center. With his left hand he grasped hers, removing it from its place on the sink's edge and pulling it back until she could grasp his newly freed cock.
Arisa's eyes snapped open as she grasped something soft, yet hard pressing into her backside. Slowly she began to stroke him in time to his ministrations on her, earning a small groan of appreciation from Haru. He was bigger than the writer, a bit thicker and about an inch or two longer. Shit, he was hung like a freakin' bull!
And she wanted him inside of her. NOW!
Haru was disappointed when she released him, but took her hint, grasping her hips to stop her wriggling ass. He slipped his fingers out of her center, parting her lips as she bent over. He slid the head of his erection between her legs before finding and claiming that same tight, wet heat in which his fingers had enjoyed. She was tighter than a fist around his length and he eased in slowly so as not to cause her pain. He sighed as he buried himself to the hilt.
Uo set the initial pace, pulling herself forward then pushing back. She was at once amazed and floored by the sheer length of the younger Sohma. He filled her so much better than the writer. He would occasionally bump against her cervix but the pain mixed with perverse pleasure. Too soon she was trying to move faster, Haru moving right along with her.
Shigure couldn't help but stroke his own straining erection as he watched the two teens bang each other senseless. He had to admit that Haru was larger than him -- he was the cow of the zodiac after all -- and he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. How his younger cousin learned such strategy he didn't know, nor did he care, really, although it was information he could use later. Leaning against the bathroom door, he moaned, closing his eyes and imagining a number of things other than his hand around his aching member.
Haru bit his bottom lip, his thumb brushing against Arisa's clit, taking her over the edge. She squeezed him so tightly that he thought he would be forced out. Then he came, his fluid rushing inside of her. She collapsed against the sink, the top of her head resting against the mirror. Haru braced himself on the sink's edge, his hands over hers.
**And in Shigure's study**
Yuki was close. So close to his breaking point that he was afraid to let go. He didn't want to unravel just yet. The pleasure was far too much, and yet he wanted more. More of her.
Saki tossed her head back, trying to keep pace with Yuki as he began thrusting inside of her. It was a gentle gliding at first, but now it was frantic, like a man possessed. Her hips couldn't keep up with the current rhythm and she had little leverage with her hands tied behind the chair. So instead of trying to free herself, she tried to force him to slow down, sending out tiny tendrils of her denpa to wrap around his body.
Gasping, Yuki slowed his pace, his blood electrified by Saki's power. It wasn't painful. Rather exhilarating actually. Desire flooded like lava through him. He opened his eyes to look at her, thrusting in hard and fast and holding himself there as they stared at one another.
"You could've asked for me to slow down," Yuki said with a small smile. He leaned forward and placed a light kiss to her chin.
Saki smiled in return, "I didn't want to interrupt."
Yuki slid out of Saki.He quickly disposed of the used condom. With ease he slid around the chair and untied her stockings. Her wrists came free easily. He grabbed one of them, walking around the chair. He returned to her line of vision, standing in front of her. He tugged on her arm to get her to stand.
"Let's try this another way."
She moved as he bid, standing from the chair so he could sit down. Still grasping her hand, he pulled her forward and helped her to sit on his lap just so. He opened anotherr foil package and rolled on a new condom. Once in place, she wasted no time impaling herself upon his hardened length once more. They both groaned in pleasure.
"I'll try not to move too slowly," she whispered in his ear, placing a light kiss to his neck as she began to ride him again. It was difficult in this unusual position, but she thrived on the control she now had and set a leisurely yet pleasing pace for them both.
Although Yuki had allowed her to move of her own accord, he still couldn't control his hips as they lifted from the chair to meet her as she slid downward. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through is body. He could barely focus, his conscious mind hardly coherent. But his body knew just what to do and he didn't argue with that.
Saki gasped, choking back a hoarse cry as she felt a ball of pressure squeeze her insides, then explode, sending shockwaves of electricity through her own body. Her mind went blank and the world disappeared for a few wonderful moments. When it returned, she felt Yuki's cock throbbing inside of her, felt a surge of new warmth In her center. She watched as his face contorted into a mask of unbelievable pain, then of absolute pleasure.
"Shocking," was all Saki could say as Yuki opened his eyes.
"S-sure," Arisa managed to answer Haru calmly.
She watched with curious eyes as Haru reached out and gently unbuttoned her shirt. He parted it with such care and ease, his eyes feasting on her white lacy bra. The pads of his thumbs gently traced the swell of her breasts, causing her nipples to harden again. His nimble fingers back quick work of the front latch of her bra, releasing the bountiful twins into his palms.
"A wicked tongue and a decent rack," Haru replied with a small smile, his fingers toying with her nipples, pinching and rubbing over them.
Arisa gasped at the sensations his gentle playfulness was causing in her, the desire it was building in her. She managed a tremulous smile, her hands reaching out for his shoulders. "You haven't seen the whole show yet."
Haru only had time to raise an eyebrow before their lips met again. The kiss was slow, languid, but much more heated than the last. Their tongues began dueling instantly, both of them moaning at the deep contact.
Shigure stood by the door, a smile creeping to his face. Just how far was the Yankee going to take this? It would be interesting to see, no doubt, he thought to himself. Hell, he was getting off on it already, his cock poised and ready for action once more. But he would wait for a signal. His time would come again. He bit back a moan as he watched Haru back Arisa against the sink. Her skirt was lifted to her waist. He had a nice view of her ass, her sex clearly visible in the mirror.
Arisa was surprised, but pleased with this change of venue. She had wanted to see him as well. She needed a good comparison after all. But it mattered little as his left hand kneaded her breast while his other sought out her still wet pussy. She gasped when she felt his fingers in her curls and moaned loudly as he pushed two fingers inside of her. Her back arched, her head resting on his shoulder.
Haru took a step back, releasing her breast so that he could free himself from his pants. He frowned when the button didn't come undone as quickly as he would've liked. When Arisa moved to turn and help he slipped a third finger inside of her, causing her gasp and close her eyes. He placed a light kiss to her shoulder blade as he moved his fingers in and out of her center. With his left hand he grasped hers, removing it from its place on the sink's edge and pulling it back until she could grasp his newly freed cock.
Arisa's eyes snapped open as she grasped something soft, yet hard pressing into her backside. Slowly she began to stroke him in time to his ministrations on her, earning a small groan of appreciation from Haru. He was bigger than the writer, a bit thicker and about an inch or two longer. Shit, he was hung like a freakin' bull!
And she wanted him inside of her. NOW!
Haru was disappointed when she released him, but took her hint, grasping her hips to stop her wriggling ass. He slipped his fingers out of her center, parting her lips as she bent over. He slid the head of his erection between her legs before finding and claiming that same tight, wet heat in which his fingers had enjoyed. She was tighter than a fist around his length and he eased in slowly so as not to cause her pain. He sighed as he buried himself to the hilt.
Uo set the initial pace, pulling herself forward then pushing back. She was at once amazed and floored by the sheer length of the younger Sohma. He filled her so much better than the writer. He would occasionally bump against her cervix but the pain mixed with perverse pleasure. Too soon she was trying to move faster, Haru moving right along with her.
Shigure couldn't help but stroke his own straining erection as he watched the two teens bang each other senseless. He had to admit that Haru was larger than him -- he was the cow of the zodiac after all -- and he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. How his younger cousin learned such strategy he didn't know, nor did he care, really, although it was information he could use later. Leaning against the bathroom door, he moaned, closing his eyes and imagining a number of things other than his hand around his aching member.
Haru bit his bottom lip, his thumb brushing against Arisa's clit, taking her over the edge. She squeezed him so tightly that he thought he would be forced out. Then he came, his fluid rushing inside of her. She collapsed against the sink, the top of her head resting against the mirror. Haru braced himself on the sink's edge, his hands over hers.
**And in Shigure's study**
Yuki was close. So close to his breaking point that he was afraid to let go. He didn't want to unravel just yet. The pleasure was far too much, and yet he wanted more. More of her.
Saki tossed her head back, trying to keep pace with Yuki as he began thrusting inside of her. It was a gentle gliding at first, but now it was frantic, like a man possessed. Her hips couldn't keep up with the current rhythm and she had little leverage with her hands tied behind the chair. So instead of trying to free herself, she tried to force him to slow down, sending out tiny tendrils of her denpa to wrap around his body.
Gasping, Yuki slowed his pace, his blood electrified by Saki's power. It wasn't painful. Rather exhilarating actually. Desire flooded like lava through him. He opened his eyes to look at her, thrusting in hard and fast and holding himself there as they stared at one another.
"You could've asked for me to slow down," Yuki said with a small smile. He leaned forward and placed a light kiss to her chin.
Saki smiled in return, "I didn't want to interrupt."
Yuki slid out of Saki.He quickly disposed of the used condom. With ease he slid around the chair and untied her stockings. Her wrists came free easily. He grabbed one of them, walking around the chair. He returned to her line of vision, standing in front of her. He tugged on her arm to get her to stand.
"Let's try this another way."
She moved as he bid, standing from the chair so he could sit down. Still grasping her hand, he pulled her forward and helped her to sit on his lap just so. He opened anotherr foil package and rolled on a new condom. Once in place, she wasted no time impaling herself upon his hardened length once more. They both groaned in pleasure.
"I'll try not to move too slowly," she whispered in his ear, placing a light kiss to his neck as she began to ride him again. It was difficult in this unusual position, but she thrived on the control she now had and set a leisurely yet pleasing pace for them both.
Although Yuki had allowed her to move of her own accord, he still couldn't control his hips as they lifted from the chair to meet her as she slid downward. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through is body. He could barely focus, his conscious mind hardly coherent. But his body knew just what to do and he didn't argue with that.
Saki gasped, choking back a hoarse cry as she felt a ball of pressure squeeze her insides, then explode, sending shockwaves of electricity through her own body. Her mind went blank and the world disappeared for a few wonderful moments. When it returned, she felt Yuki's cock throbbing inside of her, felt a surge of new warmth In her center. She watched as his face contorted into a mask of unbelievable pain, then of absolute pleasure.
"Shocking," was all Saki could say as Yuki opened his eyes.