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. There are a few things that still
need to be settled. The beginning of the end starts here. Oh yeah, and there's
more lemon too. ^^ Told from Tohru's POV.
Part Seven - Wait for me
I'm not sure what woke me.
The room was dark. It must've been late in the evening. There was something warm blowing in my hair. My befuddled mind didn't realize that it was Shigure until I heard him mutter something in his sleep. His body seemed to jerk and he sighed happily, a small smile spreading his lips.
My eyes opened wider as I realized that my hands were touching skin. It was warm and smooth, yet solid, hard. It wasn't anything on my person and through the fog in my head I knew that it could only be one thing.
My hand was stroking over Shigure's hardened erection!
I jerk my hand away, suddenly conscious of what I'm doing. Shigure opens his eyes. His smile doesn't falter as he focuses on me. Instead, he leans forward and places a light kiss on my forehead. Does he know what I was doing? Does he think it was a dream? Oh how embarrassing!
"Ano...?"
"You didn't have to stop," he tells me, still smiling. "I was quite enjoying it."
I can feel my cheeks burn with a furious blush. I duck my head in embarrassment. Shigure chuckles, placing another light kiss to the top of my head.
"Are you going to leave me like this then?"
"Ara?" I suddenly look up, surprised. But before I can even blink, his lips cover mine in a tender kiss. Nothing forceful or brutal. Just natural, gentle and loving. He pulls back slightly, one hand caressing my cheek. Concern shines in his eyes as he speaks.
"Are you feeling all right? I didn't hurt you, did I?"
I shake my head. "Iie. I'm fine. It's just...I didn't realize...."
His smile returns. "I didn't mind, Tohru. Truly. I want you to touch me. It's okay."
I smile in return, his smile reassuring me. "Honto? Well, if it's okay with you...." My voice trails off, my blush returning full force.
"Ne, may I return the favor?"
Again I'm surprised and look up at him with wide eyes. For a brief instant I'm taken back to that night two weeks ago. The only thing reassuring then had been his closeness, his touch and his kiss. Just like it had been moments (or was that hours) before.
He sees my moment of hesitation and draws back slightly. His smile remains but the hurt shows in his eyes. What should I do to reassure him? I DO like it when he touches me. His touch does wonderful things to my body, my mind. I love it.
I love him.
Sitting up, I grasp one of his hands in mine and place it over my heart, just above my left breast. With my head still bowed, I take a deep breath. My body is electrified at his touch, my nerves buzzing madly through me. I shiver, unable to hold back.
"Tohru...don't force--"
"I'm not forcing myself," I reply, looking up at him with the most dazzling smile I can dazzle. "I want this. I want YOU." I pause, biting my bottom lip. "Although...."
He stops me with a kiss, this one a bit more forceful, but still gentle and caring. Leaning forward, I'm forced to lie back or risk transforming him. As I feel the cool sheets under my back, I raise my arms, placing my hands on his sides. He coaxes my mouth open with his tongue, deepening the kiss as our tongues twine and tangle in an erotic dance. When he pulls away, a whimper works it's way into my throat. He smiles down at me, trailing light kisses along my jaw, working his way back to my neck.
"It's all right to be shy," he mutters between kisses. "Honestly, it makes me want you all the more...my shy, modest Tohru."
I gasp, although I'm not sure if it's from his words or the kiss placed just below my ear. Either way, I melt back into the sheets, my fingers grasping his sides tighter. One hand slips to his back and up to his shoulder. It kneads the flesh and muscle there as my other hand moves in the same direction, my fingers tangling into his soft hair. I lift my hips unconsciously searching for...something.
He moans, his erection pressing against my hip. My fingers tighten in his hair and my moans become more constant. He knows all the right places to touch me, to kiss me.
My legs instinctively begin to wrap around his middle, but he stops my left leg, grabbing it behind the knee. He lifts it until my calk is resting on his shoulder. I blink curiously, wondering what good it does to be bent in half like this. He smiles down at me, a dark and mysterious smile. In his eyes there's a promise. Of love...and of pleasure.
I shiver in anticipation, my hands clutching at the sides of his face as I pull him down for a kiss. He groans into my mouth, one hand lightly caressing my stomach before it reaches lower. He cups my sex in his hands and I cry out into our kiss. He smiles again, removing his hand and replacing it with something...better.
I groan as he enters me slowly. My hips lift off the bed and he slides home effortlessly. The kiss breaks then, both of us gasping for air. As he rises above me, I feel him stroke me tentatively. Then, when our eyes meet again, he thrusts home quickly. I cry out again in pleasure, my body quickly picking up the rhythm he sets. But too soon it's not enough and my body forces a newer, faster pace.
My first orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks. Lights dance before my eyes as I try to remain focused on Shigure. My body feels like it's burning from the inside out and I can't fight the wave of pure bliss that rushes through me. I shiver as it ebbs, my breath coming in short gasps.
But what relaxation I earn is short lived as my second orgasm smack me in the face. I close my eyes this time, my back and shoulders lifting off of the bed. I can feel myself close to Shigure, but not enough to trigger a transformation. He grunts as he lowers his head, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. No sooner does he latch onto the hardened nub than my third orgasm rushes through me.
And a fourth.
And a fifth.
I hear him groan my name. I feel his hips slam into mine. His body quakes with his own pleasure and I hear him gasp, just before his release triggers my final release. We fall to the bed together, replete and content.
Then...nothing.
"Tohru?"
My body feels weak. My eyes blink sleepily. Shigure? Yes, it's him. My eyes focus slowly on his naked form beside me. I blush as I realize the thoughts running through my head, the blood rushing faster as I remember what we just did. He smiles at me, and I can't help but smile in return.
"Are you all right?"
Not trusting myself to talk, I manage a nod.
"Are you hungry?"
Hungry? My stomach answers before I can say anything. My blush deepens further.
Shigure chuckles. "Perhaps I should whip something up for the two of us." I whimper as he moves to get up. With an odd look he asks, "Tohru?"
"St-stay," I say, one arm reaching for him. It strains until my fingers curl around his lower arm. I don't have the strength to pull him back down, but I don't have to. He lowers himself back to the bed, laying on his side.
"I'll stay as long as you want me to," he replies, leaning forward to kiss me lightly. When we part he chuckles again. "Perhaps it WOULD be a good idea for Tohru to move."
My eyes widen as fear grips my stomach. Why would he say such a thing?! After what we've just shared? I thought he said he loved me. That I should stay! Why would I move?!
He notices my fear and kisses me quickly in reassurance. "I only meant that Tohru should move...to my room." He pauses in thought. "Although I think this bed is far more comfortable than the futon downstairs." He winks at me. "Maybe I should move into your room."
The knot in my stomach loosens and I sigh in relief. I manage another smile. "That would make this 'our' room. And you did buy this bed for me."
"I did, didn't I?" He places another kiss on my forehead, squeezing my hand. "What do you say we rest here and then order some dinner? Oh, better yet, I'll take you out." He looks at me with those puppy dog eyes and I can't help but giggle. "Can I take you out to dinner, Tohru?"
"You mean...like a date?"
He nods. "Of course!" He smiles devilishly then, leaning dangerously close to me. "Then again, maybe I should just keep you in bed until morning." He kisses me briefly. "Wouldn't that be fun?"
"Oh yes," I mutter as his kisses trail over my jaw and down my neck.
It was two more hours before we crawled out of bed. Since it was too late to go out, we ordered in from a late night take out. It arrived just before the clock struck eleven. The last delivery of the day, the delivery boy said.
I was in the bathroom, soaking in the tub when dinner arrived. Shigure kindly knocked on the door to tell me. I was only slightly disappointed he didn't come inside. But it was probably for the best. My body ached...a slightly painful ache...but it was a good ache, I was certain.
As I walk down the stairs in my bathrobe I can smell dinner. When the dining table comes into view, I'm surprised to our take out neatly placed on the table. A large candle was lit in the center of the table. Shigure sat on one side, smiling at me.
"Come sit down and eat, Tohru."
The meal is delicious and I finish it in no time. It's like I haven't eaten in days. I'm embarrassed, but only until I realize that Shigure finished his meal before me. We were both starving.
It's only when I'm cleaning up that I realize that that was the first meal we'd eaten at the table since that night.
Akito.
If what happened that night was bad...wasn't what happened today even worse?
"Ano...Shigure?"
He looks up from his computer in his study. He took to his sanctuary right after dinner, stating he needed to work on a manuscript or else face the wrath f his editor. He was typing frantically until I came in unannounced. He doesn't seem to mind, smiling at me. But as soon as he sees my worried expression he asks:
"What's wrong?"
"I was just wondering something...."
He motions for me to come to him and I do so without hesitation. He sits me on his lap, placing a light kiss to my temple. Grasping one of my hands he squeezes it tightly.
"Wondering what?"
"Are you going to get into trouble?"
He blinks, confused by my question. "What do you mean 'trouble'?"
"Akito--"
"Tohru, don't worry about him."
It's my turn to be confused. "Don't...worry?"
He nods, smiling at me. "Akito is my problem, and one that I shall take care of. Don't worry about him, Tohru."
"But...what about--?"
He silences me with a kiss. It's short lived however, and I moan as he pulls away. He smiles at me and I find it contagious.
"It's going to be all right. You're staying right here. I'm not letting you go now. Do you understand?"
I look into his eyes, trying to decipher if he's telling the truth or not. It's always been difficult with him, but I can sense his honesty. His love. One hand cups his cheek and I nod in agreement.
"Good," he says, kissing me again briefly and then he rests his forehead against mine. "Now, unless you want to see if I was telling the truth about my futon, I suggest you leave. Yuki called while you were in the bath."
"He did?" I'm shocked. Yuki rarely calls while he's away. I hope something horrible didn't happen. Did someone find out about his curse?
Shigure nods. "Hai. Seems he felt like something was wrong and called to check up on you." He smiles widely. "Perceptive, that one."
I return his smile, crawling from his lap. "I'll call him then." As I reach the door I turn around to him and say, "Don't stay up too late."
He winks at me. "I'll be finished in a little while. I'll join you then. I promise."
With a sigh, I leave his study and head for the hallway. As I pick up the phone to return Yuki's phone call, I wonder if I should tell him what happened. With Akito. With Shigure. But if I tell him, I'd have to tell Kyo...and Momiji...and Kagura...and Uo-chan and Hana-chan. I shake my head. No, that wouldn't do.
Maybe if I leave the part about Akito out....
~TO BE CONTINUED~