SECRET ADMIRER
A Fruits Basket Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Tohru gives Yuki his answer. So what does the future hold? This part told from
Tohru's POV. ^^ Somewhat PWP, but necessary to the plot. The lemon has
arrived!
Part Four - Promises Kept, Promises Made
I was so surprised I didn't know what to do.
>POOF<
Holding him there by my shoulder...just this tiny, little, white mouse...I couldn't have been happier.
But then something wet hit my shoulder. For a moment I thought perhaps I had hugged him too tightly. Cupping his small body in both my hands, I pulled him away from me. Little drops of water...tears...flowed down his small cheeks. He looked up at me then, our eyes meeting. I found that mine were watering too.
"Yuki...?"
His cheeks flushed a light red and he looked down bashfully. With tears still shimmering in his eyes he finally looked up and said, "I love you."
I felt my own tears start to fall. His face scrunched up quickly, all worried, but I shook my head. Smiling through the wet drops on my face I replied, I love you, too." Then I laughed. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to say that."
He brightened. "Honto ni?"
My smile grew as well. "Hai."
"Tohru...we need to talk." He looked down, his smile fading. "About graduation."
Yes. That dreaded day. But, would rushing things change anything? I mean, we could've gotten married that night, but would it have mattered? Akito would still have his say, and Yuki would still have to move back to the main house.
Suddenly I felt very sad, and my tears of joy turned to tears of sorrow. I fell to me knees in front of Yuki's bed, my hands resting on the mattress while my head hung between my arms. He called my name several times, but I couldn't look up at him. My stomach turned. Had I made a mistake by accepting?
>POOF<
"Tohru? Daijoubu desu ka? Tohru!"
I looked up then, only to realize that Yuki had transformed back into a human. He was sitting before me on the bed. His hands grasped mine tightly and he held them close to his bare chest. The sight of bare flesh on his legs and stomach should've flustered me. I should've moved away at that very moment. But I couldn't. His eyes, as worried and confused as mine, held me captive.
My sobs subsided and a courage I never knew I had coursed through my blood. Before I realized I was doing so, I rose up further on my knees, leaned towards him and placed a hungry kiss to his lips. He was surprised to be sure. I know I was.
And the tremor that passed through his body -- or was it mine -- only served to heighten my sense of awareness. I felt his cool touch on my face, my shoulders. My own hands tried to find purchase so as not to allow me to fall. The warm flesh of his thighs under my hands sent my blood roaring, my heart racing. Soon I couldn't hear the world around me.
Then it all stopped.
The kiss ended.
Haze surrounded my vision. As I pulled away from Yuki I could see him and only him. His focus must've been just as distorted. We looked at each other oddly for a moment, in curiosity and in wonder.
Then he grasped my shoulders and leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. Crushing them with the intensity of a man possessed. This kiss was extremely bold, our lips parting and tongues curiously exploring each other's mouths. Emotion hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt myself being pulled forward. My hands on his thighs squeezed tightly, my nails digging into his skin.
We parted the same as before, but we were much closer, my vision hazier. It was like we were surrounded by fog. Perhaps, I had dreamed his kiss, his bare flesh under my hands. But his hands on my cheeks, on my neck and shoulders, the squeeze of my upper arms is too real to ignore.
"Yuki?"
"Will you...stay with me...tonight?"
I barely had time to register what he said before my head nodded in response. He responded quickly, pulling me upward by my upper arms and kissing me a third time. This one was slow, lingering and exploring. I was on the bed, sitting beside him so quickly, but time itself stood still as our lips parted and met, moving right, then left, then back again.
His hands moved from my upper arms, upward towards my shoulders then downward again. My hands mirrored his movements, lowering over his chest, caressing smooth skin over hardened muscle. It was amazing the strength that he emitted from his slight frame.
The feel of his hands on my breasts was also amazing. My breath caught as he squeezed my right breast lightly, the echoed the action on the left. He did this several times, sending my pulse racing and my vision even more out of focus.
"May I?" His eyes asked, even as his hands moved the bottom of my pajama top. My hands covered his, helping him to pull the shirt upward and over my head as best as I could. We both let go as soon as it was off, allowing it to fall to the bed unhindered. His left hand remained on my shoulder as his right hand moved to my breast once again. "You're...beautiful."
The breathlessness in his voice caused my own to disappear. I'd never seen such wonder, such love in his eyes before. Cupping his face in my hands I pulled him into a kiss. I held him there as I leaned backward, lying back on the bed. He held himself above me, looking down on me one last time in question as we parted.
"We don't have to," he said. "Not tonight."
"Don't stop."
The words form before they're registered in my head. My fingers caressed his cheeks, even as he smiled and leaned forward to place a chaste kiss to my lips. Then his lips moved lower, laying kisses to my neck and shoulder. My body hummed with a need I didn't recognize. My lips parted on a sigh, then I gasped as I felt his tongue taste the flesh of my breast.
"Ah!"
"Am I hurting you?"
"Iie."
After making certain I was all right, he returned to my breast, taking my nipple into his mouth. He brushed it with his tongue, bit lightly with his teeth, then suckled gently. The tingling sensation that racked my body caused me to shiver and moan. With each moan I gave him, he would use more pressure until he was pulling as hard as he could on my nipple without hurting me physically.
Even if it did hurt in a bad way, I don't think I would've known. All I could feel was him. All I wanted to feel was him. And when he switched his attentions to my other breast, my eyes closed. My hands moved to the bed sheets, clenching them tightly in my grasp. His name escaped my lips on a sigh and I nearly cried out as he gave one hard tug on my nipple with his teeth. I bit my bottom lip instead, hoping to keep the noise low.
It wouldn't do if the others heard us.
My legs became restless as he divided his attentions between my breasts and an ache formed low in my stomach. I had never felt it before. Not painful, but in definite need of relief. I lifted my knees slightly. I couldn't raise them all the way with Yuki straddling me. Still I managed to part my legs slightly, my hips moving in an unfamiliar rhythm.
In my need, I grasped one of his hands and guided it to the spot between my legs in need of the most attention. He gasped in surprise, then groaned in need as he felt my wetness through my pajama bottoms. My cheeks flushed slightly and my eyes opened. For an instant I thought perhaps I had wet myself. But if this was the case, Yuki was not alarmed.
Instead his hand sought entry into my bottoms. I gasped as his slender fingers moved over that most sensitive part of me. Chills wracked my body and my hips began to move faster. But all that stopped when he rose up, his lips conquering mine in a bruising kiss as one of his fingers pressed into my center. That one spot that throbbed in time to my heartbeat. The source of my frustration.
But frustration gave way to pure pleasure as his finger slid inside of me. I moaned his name between kisses, hoping to encourage him. Breaking away, he buried his face in my neck, a second finger sliding inside of me. Carefully, slowly, he moved them, pulling them out then pushing them back in.
Gods it felt wonderful!
And what a relief it was when, seconds later, I felt a small explosion inside my body and my frustrated pain began to abate. With a kiss to my neck, Yuki lifted himself up above me. Pulling his fingers out of my center, he sat up. With my help he discarded my pants and underwear.
I should've been embarrassed to be lying in his bed, completely open to his view. But again his eyes gave me a courage I didn't know I had. I felt myself swell with pride as his gaze ravaged my body. Leaning over me, he kissed me, grabbing one of my hands. He moved it over his skin, from his chest down to his abdomen. He released my hand then, and I moved on my own, reveling in the first touch o his manhood.
He groaned as my fingers grasped him tightly, sighed as I moved gently around him, over him. His hips moved occasionally, setting a steady rhythm. Curious, I moved my other hand downward so that both of my hands were working on him. He thrust into my grasp them, whimpering my name over and over again. His breathing became shallower the faster I moved. Then his hands grasped mine again, moving them to rest on his chest as he lowered himself to me. My legs moved of their own free will, that throbbing ache coursing low in my stomach once again.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I nodded, my hands moving over his sides and back, then lower over his buttocks. Raising my knees, I welcomed him. I could feel his length against my center and I shivered.
"Onegai, Yuki."
In one swift movement I felt him enter me, felt the barrier of my virginity disappear. I gasped, biting my bottom lip as tears streamed down my cheeks. He whispered to me, holding as still as possible so as not to hurt me further.
To my surprise, the pain was short lived. The ache in my belly urged my body to move, just a fraction. This caused a reaction in Yuki. I did it again and he cursed under his breath. But he said nothing else as his own body began to move. The movements were slow at first, but gaining in tempo as our hearts beat faster.
"Faster, Yuki," I whispered to him. "Onegai!"
He answered my plea, pushing and pulling his length as fast as he could muster...then faster still! Gods but this felt so good. So...right. I willingly gave myself over to the pleasure, to the wave of emotion threatening to drown me.
"Yuki!"
"Tohru."
I felt his body shiver above me as the tide of pleasure subsided within me and coursed through him. I gasped at the feel of him inside of me as he came. Moaned as he leaned down to kiss me. Whimpered as his body withdrew from mine and he laid beside me on his bed.
"We need to talk," he said, yawning.
I couldn't help but smile. "I know."
"Tohru?" He sounded so lost. So tired.
"Shhh," I whispered, placing my fingertips over his lips. A tired smile passed my lips. Had we exerted ourselves so much? "We'll talk in the morning. Rest now."
"Tohru," he said, his eyes blinking rapidly as he fought sleep. But sleep won in the end and his eyes fell closed completely. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
Then the day came.
Graduation.
Kyo-kun looked so sad. So did Yuki. It was all an act, or at least partially so, on Yuki's part. Shigure and Ayame were very supportive that day, helping to keep my mind off the events I knew would take place that evening.
Kagura forced herself to smile the entire time, knowing that Kyo-kun would be locked inside some cell for what could be the rest of his life. I had no consoling words for her. It was all in Kyo-kun's hands...and Akito's.
Momiji also tried to be cheerful, but even he had to force himself to smile. HE stayed by my side, even when Hatori arrived to pick up the boys. Part of the curse would be fulfilled. It made everyone just a little sad, even me.
And yet, graduation was the happiest day of my life.
I finally fulfilled my promise to my mother. I was going to attend a local culinary school. I was going to open my own restaurant some day.
And I was going to have a family. That was the promise I made to Yuki.
But that's a story for another time.
~FIN~