Leeks

Title: Leeks

Author:
tenshineechan (tenshineechan@yahoo.com)

Category:
Fruits Basket

Pairing: Haru x
Kyou

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.

Author’s Notes:
Just a PWP that was spawned by an evil plot bunny.yes\"> Be warned of some silliness, Haru’s weird sense of humour and
smut…glorious smut!

Leeks were
disgusting. Long, green stalks with a
strange scent and a taste so awful that it made you retch.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He couldn’t understand how anyone could even
eat it. Is jus just so…yuck! But if
there was anything he hated more than leeks, it was Yuki.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> That smug nezumi was the provider, the
caretaker and the source of those dratted things.yes\"> They were the things that nightmares were made of.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Even worse yet, was the sight of both of
them together.

That brought
him to his current situation. He was
sitting and waiting for dinner to be served when Yuki sat down across from him
looking like all his birthdays had come at once.yes\"> Kyou began to get an uneasy feeling.yes\"> He shuddered and settled in a place that was further away from
Yuki. The stupid nezumi just sat there
grinning. him out. Scratch that, it WAS creeping
him out.

He could hear
Shigure in the ken cen chatting to Tohru about some weird thing that only
perverted dogs knew. All the while,
Yuki was still grinning at him. He
tried to avoid his rival’s eye.
Thankfully the two in the kitchen came out.yes\"> Shigure was skipping along holding a small tray, with Tohru
following with an even bigger onepan>pan>

They both placed
the trays on the table and sat down.
Kyou glanced at the food and froze.
On the plate, staring at him in the face were leeks.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> They were soft and slippery as they gleamed
with a dark soy sauce. They were
practically swimming with it. He could
see some touches of pepper but they soon disappeared as the green slop moved on
its own. He looked up from the platter
and saw that Yuki was holding some out to him as their meal dangled
precariously on the chopsticks. His
mind blanked out and he began to scream…

*

Haru loved
leeks. In fact he adored them.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> They were wondrous plants.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> In fact, if he weren’t so attached to his
beloved Kyou, he would probably spend the rest of his life with them.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Then again, he only loved them because of
his beloved.

He didn’t like
them because of their smell. That was
one thing he agreed with his precious kitty with.yes\"> Nor did he like them because they were tasty.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Kyou would have denied him for weeks if he
tasted of leeks when he kissed the cat.
No, he adored them because they helped him get laid.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He snickered to himself.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He could just picture it now.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Advertisements scattered everywhere,
preaching the aphrodisiac properties of the mysterious green vegetable.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> ‘Throwaway the Viagra, forget about
enhancers, just have a leek!’

  /p>

God, he cracked
himself up. Unfortunately, it only had
a guaranteed success rate of working on one person and one person only.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

He turned his
attention back to his bed partner. Who
knew that it only took a small sniff, of the carefully prepared pot of crushed
raw leeks, to toss the neko into a bad dream?
Ah, but that was one of his lover’s special features.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It was granted that Shigure and Kisa were
able to detect small traces but his Kyou had the most sensitive nose by
far. The slender body in his arms was
beginning to tremble. Perfect! Right on
time. The neko was ever so predictable.

His beloved’s
small trembles soon exploded into shivers.
A hand crept towards his chest followed by the rest of Kyou as he tried
to find some warmth. Haru decided that
it was time to wake his lover up.
Wiping off the lusty grin, he put on his most sympathetic face and
gently shook the cat awake. Kyou must
have been really shaken by his dream to jerk out of slumber so violently.

“Shh…koneko-chan…you
were having a nightmare. You’re safe
now.”

The neko
pressed against him. His speech was
muffled but Haru could make out a few words.

“…
eeks…yucky…dinner…baka…Yuki…”

Haru raised an
eyebrow. Well, Yuki was a new
element. However considering the fact
that his cousin had called them down for dinner, whilst his neko was sleeping,
it was perfectly understandable.

He hugged the
slight form as his hand slowly progressed down his lover’s body, finally
resting underneath the curve of his butt.
Normally Kyou would not let such an act occur, since he was so shy of
affection, however he was too shaken by his dream that he clung to the
oushi. It was now time for Haru to go
on the offensive.

Haru moved so
that he loomed over his prey and bent down, their lips barely brushing.

“Let me help
you forget all that Kyou-chan. I’ll
make you feel good.” He finished his
sentence by claiming his lover’s lips.

*

Kyou although
hesitant at first, became more enthusiastic as he relaxed.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Haru, especially White Haru, had a soothing
effect on him. He could always count on
him to make him feel better. Black Haru
on the other hand, only surfaced nowadays when he wanted to try some new kink
or got a little grabby.

Kyou shivered
once more, this time not because of the horrible things he had seen in his
dream nor was it because he was cold.
Feeling frisky with his lover moving down his body faster than
anticipated, the cat yanked his boyfriend’s face back towards him, gave his
nose a small lick, then attacked the ox’s neck.

A surprised
look flitted across Haru’s face as his love set about sucking the pale skin on
his neck like the voracious kitten he was.
He felt the slight sting then a cool sensation, signifying that the deed
was done. He looked down at the
perpetrator. Poor Kyou, he was lying
there with his eyes closed and slightly breathless.yes\"> Seeing that his neko was trying to calm himself down and regain
his breath, the oushi decided that he would continue with what he was doing
before.

He moved his
way back down and carefully palmed his lover’s crotch.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He was awarded with a sharp intake of
breath. Quickly, but not so that Kyou
felt rushed, he removed the white t-shirt and tugged the black boxers down.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> There his neko lay naked, his skin glowing
in the moonlight. Slowly but surely, he
stroked the hardening member before progressing down and positioning his mouth
above it. He blew softly on it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It twitched.yes\"> Then drawing out the whole process he twirled his tongue around
the swollen head.

Kyou could do
nothing but moan as his lover’s attentions.
He could feel the remnants of his nightmare slip away as pleasure
flooded his senses. He cried out when
the sensual ministrations stopped.
Opening his eyes, about to protest, he caught Haru divesting himself of
his sleepwear before resuming his seduction.
Haru licked his lips as he glanced at slender body writhing on the
bed. His kitty looked so pretty draped
by the moonlight. He settled himself
between his lover’s legs, looming over the other before kissing his way towards
the centre of Kyou’s desire.

As he teased
the stiff member, Haru began to probe the neko’s nether regions.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He stretched the taut ring of skin carefully
making sure that he applied the lubricant liberally, until a quick sudden twist
of his fingers had his beloved whimpering and writhing on his fingers.

Failing to
suppress a groan, Kyou bucked his hips to entice his lover who took the
bait. A whispery sigh escaped his lips
as he was steadily filled. He’d heard
Hatori’s clinical description of the act, more like horror stories really.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> The doctor had cautioned that the process
could be quite painful. For some reason he never really felt pain when he was
taken. Haru liked to brag that it was
because of his consummate skill as a lover.
Shigure wouldt got go on about how they were young.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Surprisingly enough, it was Yuki’s weird
her her who made the most sense. The
snake had hypothesised that it was due to the fact that they were all Jyunishi,
a sort of compensation for the curse.

He opened his
eyes when nothing happened. His lover
was smirking at him.

“What the hell
do you think you doing, baka oushi?”

“Just doing a
little sightseeing koneko-chan. You
don’t mind do you?”

“Of course I
mi…” Kyou’s snarl was interrupted as Haru began moving.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He could feel the intense wave of pleasure
that washed over him, increase in intensity.

The ox revelled
in the warmth that was his partner. He
picked up the pace of his thrusts, driving himself in deeper, making the neko
thrash about. Quickly pinning down the
flailing hands, Haru resumed the relentless pace until they both reached their
climax.

*

He slowly woke
up to the warmth beside him. His
twitched as the overwhelming musk of sex permeated his delicate nose.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Closing his eyes, he breathed in the faint
scent of citrus oil, as he nuzzled his lover.
The chest rumbled.

“Well,
neko-chan, you feeling better now?” It was a good thing that Kyou wasn’t
looking up at him, otherwise he would be hit for the smug look that was
plastered on his face. His love purred,
satiated.

“Definitely.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> You always know how to make me feel better.”