ALL FOR LOVE
A Fruits Basket Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
A sequel to "Patterns". Now that they have permission, there's only
one thing left to do...plan the wedding! But they're off to a slow start....This
part told from Ayame's POV. LEMON!
Part Six - To the Future
Is it morning already?
The dark curtains in Mine's bedroom do well to block the early morning rays of the sun. But a few tiny beams find their way through, illuminating the beautiful blue blanket just above my hip. Three little dots, their heat melting through the blanket and into my already heated skin. Oh but it feels good.
I should wake Mine, but I can't bring myself to do so. She looks like an angel resting beside me. You'd never be able to guess the kind of minx she is in bed. She's so full of surprises! As a mater of fact, I think one of those surprises may have left a small bruise on my shoulder. No matter. She has a matching one at the nape of her neck.
Keeping some distance between us, I lean forward and place a small kiss to one bared shoulder. I still can't believe she came back from the Honke without a scratch. I was certain Akito would do...well, something! Throw a tantrum, a pillow, a vase. He usually tosses whatever's within reach. Perhaps he is sicker than Tori thinks. Mine thinks he's simply suffering from life. He seemed really depressed by Yuki's impending wedding, she said. Then why give his permission? Is he THAT afraid of losing Yuki?
More afraid than I?
And speaking of Yuki!
I quickly crawl from the bed and head for the bathroom. Nature calls! Then I slip into the shower, contemplating all that my day will entale. We have a lunch date with my little brother and his bride to be. I arranged it yesterday while Mine was at the main house. Tori was good enough to let me use his phone.
Yuki sounded very surprised to hear from me. I had expected some sort of cold reply to me hello on his part, but instead, he asked how I was doing and if things were well. He had been so depressed after his engagement with Tohru ended. I know he doesn't blame either Tohru or Haru. I know I don't. But I still feel badly for my little brother. He deserves some happiness...and I love to see him smile. He always smiled with Tohru.
Does he do the same with Hanajima?
I must admit that his engagement is one surprise. And Hanajima is another. It's rather...shocking (no pun intended). How did those two end up falling in love? I never thought Yuki would date, let alone get engaged to, one of Tohru's friends. Do they still keep in touch I wonder? Saki and Tohru, I mean.
"Ayame?"
I'm half startled, half excited to hear Mine's voice. She still sounds tired, but after last night who wouldn't be! She must've snuck into the bathroom while I was lost in thought. Oh dear, I'm never lost in thought. Perhaps I am growing up as Tori always says I should.
"I'm glad you're awake," I tell her. "We have a lunch date with Yuki and his fiancee."
"When?"
"Twelve-thirty at the Renaissance."
There's a pause before she answers. "Why didn't you tell me last night?"
I shrug, although she can't see me. "It slipped my mind.
Another pause and then a reply, "Did anything else 'slip' your mind, last night?"
My eyes widen as I feel soft hands caressing the skin of my back. My head turns and I can see Mine, or at least half of her, standing behind me. Her hair is in disarray, totally free of any braid or plate. Her pale skin is flawless as it stretches from her shoulder to her hip. A smile automatically appears on my face and I can feel myself harden almost instantly. The smile on her face indicates that she's playing a game. Mine's good with games.
"Hmm," I falsely ponder. "I don't think so."
"Odd," she replies, still smiling. "I thought we were supposed to talk about something."
"But we did talk," I answer with a soft hiss. Her hands travel down my lower back to my hips. My body stiffens and I force myself to relax. You'd think several hours of mind-blowing sex would tire the old boy out. Well, I'm not THAT old.
"Only about my day at the Honke," she answers, pressing a light kiss against my right shoulder blade. "I could've sworn there was something else we were going to discuss."
Another hiss escapes me as her hands move gently across my sides and stomach. "I can't imagine what was missed." Although, I do know what was missed. But I'm holding off for a good reason. The ring doesn't come in until tomorrow.
My body seems to lose control as my head drops back and I moan happily. Her left hand grasps my erection tightly under the spraying water of the showerhead. She strokes me gently, placing another light kiss to my shoulder. Her other hand moves lower, but stops. My eyes open and I sigh in expectation.
"Mine?"
"It's all right if I keep some distance between us, right?"
I nod and her hand finishes its journey downward, cupping my balls in the palm of her hand. My legs quake and a shiver runs up my spine from the contact. Her ministrations quickly halt and her voice asks shakily, "Ayame?"
"It's all right, love," I respond. Grasping the hand that was stroking my penis I try to reassure her. "The sensation is absolutely delicious. But perhaps a different angle is in order."
She releases me as I begin to turn around. It's disappointing really, but the human body can only do so much. Now if Mine were a snake it would be no problem to...oh, but I'm getting off track aren't I?!
I settle my back against the porcelain shower tile as Mine's hands seek what they had been touching before. I open my mouth to make one other comment, but it's quickly forgotten in the building heat of her caress. A gasp escapes from my lips just before a hoarse cry echoes in the room. Wet lips engulf my engorged flesh and all thought is wiped from my mind.
Head leaning back against the tile, my hands snake into Mine's hair as she works her mouth over and around me. The water pouring from the showerhead mats her hair, tangling my fingers quite thoroughly. That's all right, I don't think she'll be going anywhere for a little while.
Well, all right. Perhaps I was being too hopeful.
As she squeezes my balls in one hand, she gives a great heave of her mouth on my cock. The muscles contract around me, pulling, sucking, squeezing. The tip of her tongue grazes the underside and I feel myself drowning in light.
I expect to hear Mine cough or choke - she's never actually given me head before - but she manages to swallow most, if not all, of my cum. I don't know what came over her to do this - perhaps as a tool to persuade me into a certain something - but I'm certainly not complaining.
Especially since I get to return the favor.
Carefully I pull her up to stand before me, my fingers still weaved into her hair. As my lips leisurely play with hers, I try to work the tangles free, liberating my fingers one by one. Touch by touch the kiss grows, our lips trying to devour each other, trying to inhale the other's essence, their body, their very soul. By the time our lips have practically melted together, out tongues dancing erotically, I free the last finger. With a regretful sigh, I relinquish her mouth in pursuit of other pleasures.
"Turn, just a bit to your left," I tell her, my hands on her shoulders helping to guide her. "There, now take one step back."
Water splashes as her body backs against the short wall of the shower. With the water behind us, there's only steam to separate us. Mine looks at me expectantly, unknowing. I only smile.
"Lift your left leg up," I say encouragingly. "That's right, sit your foot on the edge. Perfect!"
Positioning her like a doll, I lean forward and lightly brush my lips against hers. She leans forward hoping for a more crushing kiss, but I only move toward her a little more. My left arm keeps my upper body far enough away from hers while my right hand gently caresses her shoulder.
I hold myself there, not taking or giving, just enjoying. I can tell my little minx is all hot for me. In the way she moves her body, wanting to push it against me. Her hips do a little dance against the porcelain tiles as her left leg begins to slide downward from the edge of the tub. Quickly my right hand stops her, repositioning her leg and giving her thigh a squeeze of encouragement.
"Ayame--"
"I know...we'll be late," I whisper, placing lingering kisses along her jaw back to her ear. "I'll try not to take long."
Her mouth opens, I can feel her breath against my cheek, but the only sound that comes forth is languorous moan. I smile against her cheek, places more kisses there and trailing them back to her lips. I pause for one, leisurely kiss, before making my way to her opposite ear.
The hand on her thigh slowly makes its way to its intended destination. My fingers curl in the small patch of hair there. Another moan escapes her as the pad of my thumb glides across her swollen clit. Her hips continue to dance, but to a new rhythm set by the steady stroking of my ring and middle fingers.
I'm amazed by how wet she is. Was she all that worked up over giving me a blowjob? The human body does strange and interesting things. Even now I can feel myself react to the treatment I'm giving her. The light throbbing in my blood will rise to a boil, and soon if I'm not careful. It seems I can never get enough of her.
Or maybe I'm just a sex fiend. Who knows!
Her head drops back, exposing her neck to my kiss. I don't waste the opportunity, my lips caressing the tender skin along smooth muscle to her shoulder. Her hands clutch at my shoulders, wanting to pull me closer but knowing that she can't. Or maybe she's trying to push me away? No, that's impossible.
With mild interest I lavish her breasts with attention, pulling on her nipples with my teeth before planting a line of kisses in the valley between them. She gasps and her body shivers. She's close to her release. Knowing this I pull my fingers from her center. She whimpers in response and I smile against her right breast, nipping at the taut nipple once more before pulling completely away.
What a picture my Mine presents! Smooth flesh, rounded curves, high breasts and the cutest little pout you've ever seen. I can smell her arousal even over the smell of the shower. Do showers have smells? They must, but none as good as this one.
I place a kiss on her stomach, lowering myself to my knees. The ceramic of the tub is hard on the knees, but the inch or so of water gives a decent cushion for the moment. My eyes look upward to meet hers, as if asking for permission. I don't need it, I know, but I just love the look of Mine all passionate and wanton. Her eyes sparkle with her lust, her hands kneading my scalp as they sneak their way into my damp hair. She smiles at me, pulling my head closer. It's all the incentive I need to dive into curls with my tongue.
My lips find her swollen clit first. I tease her, suckling gently and poking with the tip of my tongue. Mine's fingers tighten in my hair and I hear her cry out my name. Her body shivers again. She's VERY close. Best not to keep her waiting.
Moving lower with my mouth, my tongue licks the wet lips of her pussy. Her taste is extravagant, the smell causing my head to spin with want. My penis is once again at full attention, and screaming for it every second. But no. This is for Mine.
Fair is fair.
My tongue glides into her core. A rush of warm wetness greets me and I lap it up hungrily. Another rush follows...and another. I drink in each and every one. Kami but she's delicious. I could just eat her up! Wait a minute...I am!
"Ayame...AH!"
Finally she climbs to her peak, her body shivering as if it were cold. I continue to drink her fluids until I am certain she is finished. Her legs are unsteady as I help her left foot back to the floor of the tub. Panting, she leans against the tiled wall, head tossed back and eyes closed.
"How is it, you never cease to amaze me, Ayame?" she asks between breaths.
I chuckle, a bit surprised by my own dulling reaction. Normally this would be followed by at least one more round, but not today. I place a brief kiss to her lips.
"Perhaps some day you'll find out," I reply.
We take our time bathing each other. Oh, if only we had the time to do more. But the clock is ticking! And before long, we're both out of the shower and wrapped in towels as we run around trying to figure out what to wear.
"Mine, do you have the robe I left the last time I was here?"
"I think it's in my closet, on the far left. Oh, and can you hand me that black blouse?"
"Black? But this is supposed to be a happy occasion!"
She kisses my cheek, taking the blouse from my grasp gently. "And it will be. I just don't have another blouse to go with this skirt."
"The one with the pink and white swirls?"
"Hai!"
By the time the clock strikes noon, we're both dressed and out the door. I pause on the front porch as Mine locks the door. The sun is shining and the sky is clear. Signs of a good day indeed.
Taking a deep breath I smile over at Mine and offer her my arm. "To the future," I say happily.
She takes my arm with a warm smile. "To the future."
~OWARI~