PUSH AND PULL
A Fruits Basket Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This idea was derived from a drabble I wrote and a challenge from Koishii to
write something I normally wouldn't write. Now that they've both
confessed...it's time for the lemon! Yep, that's right...the GureRu part of this
story. ^^ Told from Shigure's POV.
Part Six - Being Reborn
"Shigure?!"
*POOF*
Okay, so maybe that wasn't the most intelligent thing to do. But I couldn't help it. I was overwhelmed.
She said she loves me.
Please Kami, let it be true!
And for the first time in my life...I don't care about transforming. Well, all right, I BARELY cared about it before. But this feeling of...freedom? Is that what this is? I'll have to ask Momiji next time I talk to him. Whatever this feeling is...it's fantastic.
I don't mind being in dog form. I don't even feel silly wagging my tail like a puppy. Hell, I'd bark in excitement, but I have to draw the line somewhere.
I open my mouth to ask if it's true. If she really does love me. But before I can speak I feel her arms wrap around my newly transformed neck, my wet nose buried in her sweet smelling hair as her cheek presses against my ear. I whimper a bit as my tail thumps against the floorboards more loudly. Tohru giggles, the vibrations sending goosebumps all over my newly transformed flesh. My ears perk up when she doesn't move and my tail wags even harder.
Kami but something's going to be sore when I transform back!
I'm ripped from my happy thoughts as I feel something small and wet against my ear. Tears. She's crying. No. No, no, no. She's not supposed to cry. I whimper pitifully, trying to break her tight hold on me, but she only hugs me tighter.
"Tohru--?"
"I'm...so...happy," she begins, stuttering between sobs. "I never thought...you'd love me. Not after...not after what...."
I've never wanted to hold her in my arms any more than right now. I nuzzle my face closer to her cheek, my nose grazing her ear lightly. I lift one paw and place it gently on her bent knee. "Tohru...what happened that night will NEVER change what I feel for you. *sigh* It was I who was afraid that...you wouldn't be able to love me in return. That you would...really leave."
She shakes her head almost violently. "I don't *hic* want to *sob* leave."
"Then don't," I whisper into her ear.
"I want *sob* to stay."
"Stay."
She laughs through her tears. Her arms unravel from my neck slowly. "Next *hic* you're going to tell me *sob* to sit."
I can't help but smile. It looks silly in my dog form. My chuckle sounds almost as bad. "Sit, Tohru."
Unconsciously or no, she does as she's told, sitting beside me. I'm taken aback for only an instant. Then my smile widens. "If I asked you to shake, would you?"
She trembles slightly. Not the kind of shake I was going for, but...whatever works. Then she giggles, wiping away her fallen tears with the back of her hand. "Shigure...AH!"
*POOF*
I can see her through the smoke that surrounds us. Well, me mostly. But my vision is still clear. My hands sneak from the fading white clouds and reach for her. I know my current state of undress...feel the painful state of my current arousal...and I know how embarrassed she'll be. I'm prepared to make the first move, and I'll go as slow and be as gentle as possible.
But I'm NOT prepared to see the surprised look on her face. Her eyes are wide open, her mouth agape. She seems frozen as my hands gently cup the sides of her face again. But those surprised eyes quickly snap shut as I lower my lips to hers.
The kiss is gentle. I don't want to frighten her away. Even if my body is screaming at me for more. I should feel ashamed of this. He was raped for Kami's sake!
Slowly, just go slowly. She can stop me if she wants. That's right. If she wants to stop, I'll stop. I may be a dog, but I'm a man too.
A man who only wants to be with the woman he loves.
Kami, please don't let her stop!
I break the kiss, releasing a breath I wasn't aware I was holding as her hands tentatively travel up my arms. They rest lightly on my upper arms, her fingers coiling in the fabric of my yukata again. As if in answer to her silent plea I resume the kiss. But this time, I add a little pressure. After a moment she responds with equal fervor.
Then another surprise!
The tip of her tongue brushes along the bottom edge of my upper lip. My body shivers and my dick twitches at the action. I have to remind myself to take it slow. Go at her pace. A groan escapes me as I reign in enough control to part my lips and allow her to explore at her leisure. She's surprised by my gesture but wastes no time in accepting the invite. I groan again as the tip of her tongue brushes against the roof of my mouth, then my left cheek. My tongue responds by lightly jousting with hers. Then they dance as if that's what they were meant to do.
I realize the she's close....closer than I've ever allowed any woman, but she's also being careful. Her fingers pull at the shoulders of my yukata, parting the material to expose my chest and upper abs. As one hand holds one the other begins to explore. Rumbling low in my chest causes her to pause for a moment. A growl - yes, a growl - works its way up my throat and between slightly agape lips as our kiss finally breaks.
She has no idea the wanton picture she represents to me right now. As we pull apart I my eyes catch hers. Her hair is a mess, her cheeks tinted red from my heated gaze. Her lips are swollen from the kiss, parted in just the right way, practically begging for another round. A smile begins to form as I note the redness from the blush as it travels down her face, to her neck and then disappears under the collar of her shirt. Her cleavage is barely discernable from the high buttons of her collar, but the heaving of her chest as she tries to catch her breath gives me a small glimpse once in a while. My tongue unconsciously moistens my lips and I see, rather than hear, her breath catch.
"Tohru...if you have any doubts about this, we can wait."
'No! No, don't wait! Don't stop!' Kami, I'd love to hear her say that. It would ease the screaming voices in my head.
With a smile I havent seen on her beautiful face in days, she grabs my hands in hers. Her hands are so small and delicate compared to mine. With a small tug, she pulls me with her as she walks around me, then she begins to move backwards, pulling me with her. My own chest heaves, then catches, as I realize where we're heading.
The bed. Her bed. Although technically it would be MY bed since I bought it but...oh hell what did it matter?! It's a bed for crying out loud!
As she stops, I stop. I stare at her, curious as to what she has in mind. She seems to know what she wants, and because of the...incident...two weeks ago, I'm willing to allow her anything she desires. My mind is screaming for it while my body is demanding it.
Her hands lead mine to her waist and around, placing them just so they sit on the small of her back. My fingers twitch lightly, brushing against her bottom. She gasps and pauses, but when I make no other move she continues. Her hands trail up my arms to rest on my shoulders once again. Her eyes skim my abdomen and chest, exposed by my half-parted yukata. I watch as they change color, growing wider and darker than before. I have to suppress a groan as her tongue unconsciously does what mine had done. Almost shyly she looks up at me. I offer her a smile and wait as patiently as I can.
"Shigure...kiss me."
She does not need to ask twice. Quickly I lean forward and capture her lips with mine. I hold them prisoner, claiming her mouth and dueling with her tongue. She takes a step back from the sheer pressure and I follow her.
Then another step.
And another.
All the while her tiny hands work on parting my yukata totally. Trembling fingers brush against my stomach as she fumbles with the tie. I'm about to break the kiss to help her when the knot finally comes undone. I can feel her fingers caress my chest and shoulder, then down my arms. The fabric of my yukata falls until I can feel the cool air of the room against my burning cock. I groan at the contrast of hot and cold, deepening the kiss instinctively and forcing her back another step.
Then the kiss breaks as she yelps in surprise. I move to take another step but Tohru isn't moving anywhere. Except down. I jump in surprise as I realize that we've made it to the bed.
Again, she looks so wanton lying unsuspectingly on the pink coverlet. I blink, wondering if I should follow. When she holds out her arms to me I know it's okay. I shuck my yukata somewhere on the floor and then lower myself to the bed, my arms holding myself above her until I'm comfortably sitting on her legs with one of my legs on either side of her.
Now that we're here...there's no turning back.
"Tohru?"
"Onegai," she whispers. Her eyes glisten with unshed tears. Kami, don't make her cry again. "Don't stop. Not now."
As if I could. Kami she's beautiful.
But she's wearing too much clothing.
My mind seems to take a back seat as instinct takes over. And why not, it's not like I haven't imagined this moment in my head before. Still, I try to be mindful as I unbutton her blouse. Damn, tiny buttons! They won't come apart! And I won't admit it's because my own fingers are shaking.
I manage to undo the first three buttons, enough to expose her lacy, white bra to my hungry eyes. Her fingers finish the buttons as another blush succumbs her upper body. While she completes the task I make short work of her bra, undoing the clasp quickly and peeling the fancy cloth away from her body. Her well-rounded breasts bounce slightly with the movement and I can't tear my eyes from them as I toss the scrap of material aside.
My fingers continue to tremble as I reach for one taut peak and twirl it between my thumb and forefinger. The nub hardens even more under my touch and Tohru moans in response. My other hand settles over her opposite breast, lightly supporting its weight. I squeeze tenderly as my fingers continue their acute torture.
Leaning over I cover the taut peak with my mouth. My tongue licks the hardened peak before my lips enclose around it and suckle. She moans again, her hands tightening on my upper arms. They move lower and lower on my arms as I repeat the torment on her other breast.
But as my mouth moves lower, her fingers entwine in my hair. She pulls me closer I lick her bellybutton, my fingers making quick work of the button of her shorts. My fingers gather the waistband as I pull them down, trailing kisses to the edge of her pale blue panties. Her legs tremble as I push her shorts down further and finally off. I return to her quickly, not wanting to waste a moment.
Her wide eyes are low on my body, even as I lean forward to kiss her once more. She got a good look at me I'm sure. I feel somewhat embarrassed, but my pride is boosted tenfold. I take one of her hands from my shoulder and place it where I want it. It's a bold move, considering I'm supposed to be moving at her pace. I'm pleased when she doesn't shy away, although her blush becomes a darker shade of red.
"Shigure...I'm...not sure...."
"Whatever you want," I whisper against her neck. "Just touch me, Tohru. Onegai."
I whimper as her fingers carefully surround my hardened cock. Her hand isn't big enough to encompass all of me, but her innocent touch and inquisitive curiosity make up for it. She begins to stroke me slowly and I moan my appreciation into her shoulder. My lips trail lower, over her breasts, where I stop to pay homage one more time.
She gasps and I'm not sure if it's because of my kiss, or because my dick twitched in her hand. Whatever the case, she takes this as a sign to go faster, her hands pumping on me at a much faster pace.
Good. So very good.
Time to return the favor.
Placing myself beside her on the bed, I encourage her to continue her ministrations. My own hands are busy roaming her body. One hand rests on her breast while the other moves lower. I can feel her heat even before I find her center under her cotton panties. She moans, giving my dick a squeeze. Her legs become a bit restless as they part in anticipation. I place a gentle kiss on her lips, my thumb stroking over her clit. She gasps into my mouth and my tongue dives inside. At the same time I insert my middle finger inside of her core. I move my tongue in time to my finger. Her own fingers pick up on the rhythm as she begins stroking me again. We moan in unison.
She tosses her head back as I slide my forefinger inside of her as well. I suckle lightly on her neck as her hand moves faster over my erection. I move my fingers in time with her new found pace. She bites her bottom lip, her body tightening as it approaches climax.
Dear Kami! If this continues much longer, I'm going to come in her hand. Not that THAT would be a bad thing, really. But that's not what I want tonight. Maybe another time.
Would tomorrow be too soon?
"Tohru...will you let me--?"
"Onegai," she practically whimpers in response.
I move my fingers at twice the speed. All too quickly, her body tightens around my fingers and I feel her juices flood into my hand. I remove my fingers, licking them clean as I watch her come down from her orgasm. She's gorgeous in the throws of passion. It only makes me want her more.
"Tohru?"
"I still ache," she answers, one hand cupping the side of my face.
"Can I take care of that for you?" I ask, placing a kiss on her palm.
"Please."
Her underwear is gone fast as lightening. I roll over onto my back, pulling her to sit above me. She straddles my waist, my erection resting against her inner thigh. Her eyes are flooded with passion, but also curious. I offer her a small smile.
"You're in control this way."
She nods, sitting up on her knees and adjusting herself over my cock. She needs little help. Closing her eyes, she lowers herself onto me. It's pleasure and pain all at once. Her movements are almost too slow. I have to bite my bottom lip to keep my hips under control. We both release held breath as she finally settle over me and I'm nearly fully sheathed inside of her.
"Open your eyes, Tohru. Look at me."
She does as she's told. Those dark orbs are still filled with passion and...instinct. They hold my attention; draw me even further inside of her. I hold her gaze as my hands guide her. She slowly lifts up, then rolls her hips back, fully sheathing me inside of her. She tosses her head back and I arch into her. We both moan in pleasure.
Her rhythm is tentative at first; our eyes joined just like our bodies. But after a few moments she quickens her pace. I feel like I'm melting into the bed, my hips lifting to meet each downward thrust. She breaks our intense gaze, tossing her head back as she rides me even faster.
"Tohru...Tohru...." I moan her name over and over as I begin to feel my orgasm approaching. I should have better control than I do now, but I've wanted this for too long. Wanted her for too long. My body cried for release, and it gets it. As her inner walls clench down on my engorged flesh, I let go. We come together, our names echoing in the room.
She falls forward and for a moment I'm caught in the grip of fear. But she catches herself, her hands on either side of my shoulders. She places a light kiss to my lips.
I return the kiss, rolling us so that we lay side by side, facing each other on the bed. I slip from her carefully, placing another light kiss to her forehead. Sitting up, I pull the covers over her. I sit on the edge of the bed, watching as she blinks sleepily. She looks troubled for a moment, then she speaks.
"Stay...onegai."
Again there's no need to ask twice. I make sure she's snuggled comfortably underneath her covers before sliding into bed beside her. Her eyes close sleepily as I make myself comfortable. I lay on my side, facing her. She mirrors me either consciously or unconsciously. Her hands grasp mine tightly. Drawing our joined hands to her lips, she kisses the back of my hand.
"Arigato, Shigure."
I smile, mirroring her actions by kissing the back of her hand in return. "No, Tohru. Thank YOU."
She smiles sleepily. "I love you."
My smile widens as she begins to fall asleep. "I love you, too."
"Does this mean...I don't...have to...leave?"
I kiss the back of her hand again. "You are never allowed to leave."
"Never?"
"Never ever."
A light chuckle escapes her mouth, but she says nothing more as she drifts into slumber. My body begins to relax and all the tension, all the worrying, completely drains from me. She's staying. She's not leaving. She loves me.
She's mine.
And I WILL protect what's mine.
I hold our joined hands closely to my chest as I drift off into darkness.
~TO BE CONTINUED~