Forever in Love?
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+. to F › Fushigi Yuugi
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,730
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
Again I do not own the characters...... well... hehe
By the way tasuki is still tied up hehehehe
forever in love?
Chapter 2
The two stared at one another in sheer amazement as their anger left them as they’re eyes connected. Something popped into Hotohori\'s mind at that time that scared the shit out of him and caused him to jump off of Tamahome with amazing speed. In his mind he had pictured himself and Tamahome kissing passionately, held in one another’s arms.
The moment Hotohori left Tamahome’s body, his mouth opened in a cry of protest. Just at that moment however Miaka who was closely following Nuriko reached them, both bewildered at why the two who, just moments ago had been ready to slit each other’s throats and were now dazed and in deep thought.
“Tamahome, are you all right?” asked Miaka as she helped him off the ground, deep worry in her voice.
“Yeah. I’m all right.” said Tamahome as he fixed himself as best he could. With out so much as another word Tamahome placed his arm around the concerned Miaka and abruptly turned and stormed back to HIS apartments.
Hotohori who was dumb founded just shook his head in confusion and also abruptly turned toward his apartments only to run directly into a bewildered Nuriko. The force of the movement sent Nuriko down and as he tried to remain from falling by grabbing Hotohori’s robes he only caused the second toppling of the evening as Hotohori landed for the second time on one of his male companions.
Hotohori once again receiving interesting images in his head, jumped up from his placement and said a very quick apology and head once more in the direction of his apartments. Nuriko stayed upon the ground a while longer and pondered what had just happened. The warmth of his love had sent him on a giddy craze, which became quite evident as he stood up and skipped back to his apartments.
Meanwhile Tamahome was still a tad ticked off and Miaka was doing her best to calm him down. “Tamahome let dress your cut, it looks so painful.“ Said Miaka in an attempt to bring about a conversation.
“Ok” said Tamahome not paying much attention.
”Tamahome… if Hotohori hadn’t come… in… do you think… that we… would have… well… what I mean is… do you think… would we have…?” Miaka was having difficulty asking but Tamahome who had turned too face his love, understood.
Tamahome put one finger up too Miaka’s lips to silence her, which it did and Tamahome kissed her lightly on the top of the head as he said, ”Only if you had wanted to my love.” Tamahome spoke in a soft soothing voice that had Miaka in love all over. Miaka brought her face up to meet Tamahome’s and as the couple embraced each other in a kiss, they slipped into the same state that they had been in before Hotohori had interrupted them.
As their kisses became more passionate, Tamahome unbuttoned Miaka’s shirt and slid the fabric over her shoulders to reveal a lacey Victoria’s Secret kind of bra that left Tamahome in awe. Miaka giggled at Tamahome’s staring. Tamahome lightly laughed as he had been caught and he leaned in again to kiss Miaka. Not too long after that Tamahome broke the kiss as he slid his hand behind her back and looked longingly into Miaka’s eyes as if asking permission to rid her of the bra. Miaka simply smiled at Tamahome and he took the gesture as a yes and unhooked the lacey bra.
While sliding the bra off of her shoulders with one hand he touched the plump and tender skin that it had once covered. Miaka drew in a deep breath as her future husband touched her and she was drawn into a deep kiss.
Miaka spent the night at Tamahome’s, which didn’t please Hotohori in the least. Of course he wasn’t any happier when he went to apologize to Miaka for the previous night and she wasn’t in her apartments.
“God dammit!” yelled Hotohori. He had just been to Miaka’s apartments and big surprise, she wasn’t there. “She was with him…” growled the furious Hotohori. “How could she?! And on the day of the Suzaku ceremony no less… Oh well at least we have Chiriko.” Said Hotohori as he remembered the pint size genius. “Humph…..” sighed Hotohori as he rested his head in his hands.
The images from the night before came flooding back. Hotohori smiled at the warmth that he remembered had radiated from Tamahome’s body. He started to think of the daydreams he had created the night before. ‘What am I thinking I don’t like Tamahome! I should be thinking like that about Miaka.’ He then pictured Miaka like she had been the night before. He remembered her with out her top on and pictured her round breasts but then the shirtless image of Tamahome sweating popped into his mind.
“ugh…. Why can’t I stop thinking about him?!” cried Hotohori as his head collapsed onto the table.
By the way tasuki is still tied up hehehehe
forever in love?
Chapter 2
The two stared at one another in sheer amazement as their anger left them as they’re eyes connected. Something popped into Hotohori\'s mind at that time that scared the shit out of him and caused him to jump off of Tamahome with amazing speed. In his mind he had pictured himself and Tamahome kissing passionately, held in one another’s arms.
The moment Hotohori left Tamahome’s body, his mouth opened in a cry of protest. Just at that moment however Miaka who was closely following Nuriko reached them, both bewildered at why the two who, just moments ago had been ready to slit each other’s throats and were now dazed and in deep thought.
“Tamahome, are you all right?” asked Miaka as she helped him off the ground, deep worry in her voice.
“Yeah. I’m all right.” said Tamahome as he fixed himself as best he could. With out so much as another word Tamahome placed his arm around the concerned Miaka and abruptly turned and stormed back to HIS apartments.
Hotohori who was dumb founded just shook his head in confusion and also abruptly turned toward his apartments only to run directly into a bewildered Nuriko. The force of the movement sent Nuriko down and as he tried to remain from falling by grabbing Hotohori’s robes he only caused the second toppling of the evening as Hotohori landed for the second time on one of his male companions.
Hotohori once again receiving interesting images in his head, jumped up from his placement and said a very quick apology and head once more in the direction of his apartments. Nuriko stayed upon the ground a while longer and pondered what had just happened. The warmth of his love had sent him on a giddy craze, which became quite evident as he stood up and skipped back to his apartments.
Meanwhile Tamahome was still a tad ticked off and Miaka was doing her best to calm him down. “Tamahome let dress your cut, it looks so painful.“ Said Miaka in an attempt to bring about a conversation.
“Ok” said Tamahome not paying much attention.
”Tamahome… if Hotohori hadn’t come… in… do you think… that we… would have… well… what I mean is… do you think… would we have…?” Miaka was having difficulty asking but Tamahome who had turned too face his love, understood.
Tamahome put one finger up too Miaka’s lips to silence her, which it did and Tamahome kissed her lightly on the top of the head as he said, ”Only if you had wanted to my love.” Tamahome spoke in a soft soothing voice that had Miaka in love all over. Miaka brought her face up to meet Tamahome’s and as the couple embraced each other in a kiss, they slipped into the same state that they had been in before Hotohori had interrupted them.
As their kisses became more passionate, Tamahome unbuttoned Miaka’s shirt and slid the fabric over her shoulders to reveal a lacey Victoria’s Secret kind of bra that left Tamahome in awe. Miaka giggled at Tamahome’s staring. Tamahome lightly laughed as he had been caught and he leaned in again to kiss Miaka. Not too long after that Tamahome broke the kiss as he slid his hand behind her back and looked longingly into Miaka’s eyes as if asking permission to rid her of the bra. Miaka simply smiled at Tamahome and he took the gesture as a yes and unhooked the lacey bra.
While sliding the bra off of her shoulders with one hand he touched the plump and tender skin that it had once covered. Miaka drew in a deep breath as her future husband touched her and she was drawn into a deep kiss.
Miaka spent the night at Tamahome’s, which didn’t please Hotohori in the least. Of course he wasn’t any happier when he went to apologize to Miaka for the previous night and she wasn’t in her apartments.
“God dammit!” yelled Hotohori. He had just been to Miaka’s apartments and big surprise, she wasn’t there. “She was with him…” growled the furious Hotohori. “How could she?! And on the day of the Suzaku ceremony no less… Oh well at least we have Chiriko.” Said Hotohori as he remembered the pint size genius. “Humph…..” sighed Hotohori as he rested his head in his hands.
The images from the night before came flooding back. Hotohori smiled at the warmth that he remembered had radiated from Tamahome’s body. He started to think of the daydreams he had created the night before. ‘What am I thinking I don’t like Tamahome! I should be thinking like that about Miaka.’ He then pictured Miaka like she had been the night before. He remembered her with out her top on and pictured her round breasts but then the shirtless image of Tamahome sweating popped into his mind.
“ugh…. Why can’t I stop thinking about him?!” cried Hotohori as his head collapsed onto the table.