Unexpected Desires
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Category:
Fruits Basket › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,108
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Fruits Basket, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part3
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Saki looked up at Haru. He was still hard within her. He hadn’t climaxed like the last time. Confusion was evident in her eyes, and Haru kissed the tip of her nose.
“I just don’t want it to end yet.” He explained. “You’re amazing.”
Saki nodded, and gasped as Haru pulled her up. He was now lying on his back, and she was kneeling above him. For a moment she was caught off guard, and was unsure of herself. However, she quickly realized what to do, and began to slide up and down on him, slowly at first before gaining more confidence. Saki moaned loudly as she felt pleasure rushing through her over and over again, each thrust bringing her closer to another searing release. With ever downward motion she let out a small breathy cry. Haru moaned as he came closer himself. Every little sound she made taking him higher. Her thrusts became erratic, and his hands grasped her hips, pulling her up and down. They both felt the world shatter in the same moment, and were both catapulted to a place where only they existed, where the world was a white flame of pleasure.
They both cried each others names, and Saki thrust once more before stopping. She was vaguely aware of Haru laying her beside him. Then all went dark.
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Haru sat on the monkey bars. He contemplated the last month or so of his life. Things were going almost too well with Saki. She was much more open when they were alone. In public she remained the same. Sighing he lay back, resting his head against the bars.
They had kissed a few times, at moments when it seemed to be what they should do. Nothing like the night on the monkey bars though. He shifted and wondered if it was her or him who was holding back. His arm moved to cover his eyes, and block out the afternoon sun. He imagined Saki sitting beside him, her long skirt ruffling in the chill breeze, her hair brushing against his arm. Wait a minute.. what was that brushing against his arm.
Haru bolted upright and looked over. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he realized it was Saki. When had she climbed up? How had she managed to sneak up on him?
“Saki-chan!” he exclaimed. He sat up and looked at her. The picture he’d imagined in his mind had been a perfect replica.
“I… I wanted to invite you over tomorrow. My parents and family are going away for the weekend.” She said. Haru swallowed hard. Was she asking what he thought she was?
“I want to make you supper.” She explained. Haru let out a sigh of relief, and a little disappointment. “What’s your favorite food?” she asked.
“Anything Saki-chan cooks will be great.” He responded. Saki nodded slowly. She stood up, climbing down.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Haru nodded and watched her walk away, skirt floating in the gentle breeze. He felt the familiar tug he’d been accustomed to for quite some time now. The one that urged him to go after her whenever she left. Haru sighed again and slid off the monkey bars, walking home.
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Haru watched Saki sleep. hairhair was matted with sweat, and he brushed it away from her face. He kissed her naked shoulder tenderly as he slid the hair off it. He smiled against it as she leaned back in her sleep, as though seeking more contact.
Haru sat up, and looked down into her face, she seemed so relaxed, completely different than usual. He leaned forward, so that his lips were next to her ear, but carefully maintained the distance between their chests.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“Hai.” She responded sleepily.
Saki stood at the stove, stirring the contents. She had never made beef stew before, and she hoped it turned out okay. She had thought and thought about what to cook Haru, and had settled on stew. Everyone liked stew right?
Saki once again wondered why she was so nervous. It was just Haru, and therein laid her problem. Haru was the only one who made her nervous. She was becoming addicted to the things he made her feel. To the way his hand would brush against hers, the way he smiled at her. Most of all, the way he had no fear of her. Even after she’d shocked him that time, he was completely normal around her. She sighed as thoughts of him drifted through her head.
A sudden knock at the door caused her to jump. She quickly walked to the door, and looked through the peephole. Haru stood on the other side. He wore his familiar black turtle neck and white coat with a fur collar. He also wore jeans and chaps.
Saki paused a moment, before calmly opening the door. She stepped back, allowing him room to enter.
“Come in.” she said. Haru entered and Saki closed the door behind him. “I’ll take your coat for you”
Haru removed his coat and handed it to her. She promptly took it to the closet and hung it on a hanger. She turned around, and caught his eye, noticing he’d been watching her. He smiled at her, and she gave a small smile in return. This was becoming common for them. Saki trying to smile back at him.
“Whatever you’re making smells great.” He said. Saki’s eyes lit up, and Haru didn’t fail to notice.
“Beef Stew.” She said quietly. Haru grinned, he definitely liked stew.
“I love stew.” He said back. He also noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed.
“You can sit in the living room while I finish up.” She said, turning around and walking back to the kitchen.
Haru walked to the living room and sat down. He waited patiently, glancing up at the clock every so often. After about ten minutes Saki reappeared. It’sIt’s ready.” She said watching him. Haru smiled and stood up. He followed her to the dining room, and sat down.
Saki looked up at Haru. He was still hard within her. He hadn’t climaxed like the last time. Confusion was evident in her eyes, and Haru kissed the tip of her nose.
“I just don’t want it to end yet.” He explained. “You’re amazing.”
Saki nodded, and gasped as Haru pulled her up. He was now lying on his back, and she was kneeling above him. For a moment she was caught off guard, and was unsure of herself. However, she quickly realized what to do, and began to slide up and down on him, slowly at first before gaining more confidence. Saki moaned loudly as she felt pleasure rushing through her over and over again, each thrust bringing her closer to another searing release. With ever downward motion she let out a small breathy cry. Haru moaned as he came closer himself. Every little sound she made taking him higher. Her thrusts became erratic, and his hands grasped her hips, pulling her up and down. They both felt the world shatter in the same moment, and were both catapulted to a place where only they existed, where the world was a white flame of pleasure.
They both cried each others names, and Saki thrust once more before stopping. She was vaguely aware of Haru laying her beside him. Then all went dark.
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Haru sat on the monkey bars. He contemplated the last month or so of his life. Things were going almost too well with Saki. She was much more open when they were alone. In public she remained the same. Sighing he lay back, resting his head against the bars.
They had kissed a few times, at moments when it seemed to be what they should do. Nothing like the night on the monkey bars though. He shifted and wondered if it was her or him who was holding back. His arm moved to cover his eyes, and block out the afternoon sun. He imagined Saki sitting beside him, her long skirt ruffling in the chill breeze, her hair brushing against his arm. Wait a minute.. what was that brushing against his arm.
Haru bolted upright and looked over. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he realized it was Saki. When had she climbed up? How had she managed to sneak up on him?
“Saki-chan!” he exclaimed. He sat up and looked at her. The picture he’d imagined in his mind had been a perfect replica.
“I… I wanted to invite you over tomorrow. My parents and family are going away for the weekend.” She said. Haru swallowed hard. Was she asking what he thought she was?
“I want to make you supper.” She explained. Haru let out a sigh of relief, and a little disappointment. “What’s your favorite food?” she asked.
“Anything Saki-chan cooks will be great.” He responded. Saki nodded slowly. She stood up, climbing down.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Haru nodded and watched her walk away, skirt floating in the gentle breeze. He felt the familiar tug he’d been accustomed to for quite some time now. The one that urged him to go after her whenever she left. Haru sighed again and slid off the monkey bars, walking home.
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Haru watched Saki sleep. hairhair was matted with sweat, and he brushed it away from her face. He kissed her naked shoulder tenderly as he slid the hair off it. He smiled against it as she leaned back in her sleep, as though seeking more contact.
Haru sat up, and looked down into her face, she seemed so relaxed, completely different than usual. He leaned forward, so that his lips were next to her ear, but carefully maintained the distance between their chests.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“Hai.” She responded sleepily.
Saki stood at the stove, stirring the contents. She had never made beef stew before, and she hoped it turned out okay. She had thought and thought about what to cook Haru, and had settled on stew. Everyone liked stew right?
Saki once again wondered why she was so nervous. It was just Haru, and therein laid her problem. Haru was the only one who made her nervous. She was becoming addicted to the things he made her feel. To the way his hand would brush against hers, the way he smiled at her. Most of all, the way he had no fear of her. Even after she’d shocked him that time, he was completely normal around her. She sighed as thoughts of him drifted through her head.
A sudden knock at the door caused her to jump. She quickly walked to the door, and looked through the peephole. Haru stood on the other side. He wore his familiar black turtle neck and white coat with a fur collar. He also wore jeans and chaps.
Saki paused a moment, before calmly opening the door. She stepped back, allowing him room to enter.
“Come in.” she said. Haru entered and Saki closed the door behind him. “I’ll take your coat for you”
Haru removed his coat and handed it to her. She promptly took it to the closet and hung it on a hanger. She turned around, and caught his eye, noticing he’d been watching her. He smiled at her, and she gave a small smile in return. This was becoming common for them. Saki trying to smile back at him.
“Whatever you’re making smells great.” He said. Saki’s eyes lit up, and Haru didn’t fail to notice.
“Beef Stew.” She said quietly. Haru grinned, he definitely liked stew.
“I love stew.” He said back. He also noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed.
“You can sit in the living room while I finish up.” She said, turning around and walking back to the kitchen.
Haru walked to the living room and sat down. He waited patiently, glancing up at the clock every so often. After about ten minutes Saki reappeared. It’sIt’s ready.” She said watching him. Haru smiled and stood up. He followed her to the dining room, and sat down.