Home Alone

Title: Home Alone
Author: Lethologica
Archived: email me first
Summary: About Hatori and Shigure breaking in a new couch. No plot. Go look somewhere else for that.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Hatori X Shigure
Feedback: Email is nice, since I don\'t check the account all that often, plus I usually reply to personal emails and requests through email.
Characters: Hatori and Shigure only
Beta’s: None, and in need of one (any takers?)
Author Notes: This story was previously posted at the furuba yaoi RPG on GJ [www.greatestjournal.com/community/furuba_yaoi_rpg or www.greatestjournal.com/users/souma_hatori]
Disclaimer: I don\'t own Fruits Basket or any of its characters and I certainly do not make any profit out of this.

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I arrived at Shigure\'s at half-past ten. I didn\'t bother knocking. With my medical bag in one han imm immediately went in search of that Dog and found him in his study.

He was drinking tea, his lean body sprawled on a sofa - newly bought from the looks of it. I crossed the short distance from the door to the couch and gently set down my bag on the floor. Shigure continued to quietly sip his tea, a half-smile hidden behind the cup.

Years of methodological medical training then kicked in. To start off, I opened my bag and took out my stethoscope and thermometer. Shigure had called earlier complaining about a cold. For once he had followed my advice and stayed indoors as well as kept the windows closed.

And in the semi-darkness I asked him to open his yukata.

He put down his cup on a side table as I placed the stethoscope around my neck, letting the gray coil hang loosely while I put on the earpieces. As Shigure untied his obi, he said,

\"So early Ha-san? If I knew you wanted me this bad I would have called you sooner.\"

He smirked. I ignored him. His grin only got wider.

I placed the stethoscope\'s round diaphragm on his chest. Shigure flinched from the coldness of the metal, and in reaction his nipples became hard as pebbles.

\"Oh, Tori-san likes to play rough,\" he commented.

\"Shigure, will you be quiet and sit still.\"

\"Whatever Hatori-sensei says,\" was his patronizing reply. \"Though I can do more gratifying things than keeping quiet or sitting still.\" I glared at him. Still, the malicious grin never left his face.

I listened to his breathing and watched his chest as it rose and fell with each lungful of air he took.

\"Your lungs seem to be clear, are you sure you aren\'t feeling well?\"

By then, I had begun to form suspicions.

\"Well, Tori-kun, why don\'t you take my temper, just to be sure?\"

\"Alright.\" I replied, and picked up the plastic thermometer. I checked the digital read-out before moving closer to Sre, re, but then he playfully swatted my hand away.

\"There are better ways of taking my temperature, Ha-chan,\" Shigure said.

He only ever uses that nickname for one reason. My suspicions are being crmedrmed, the undertones not lost on me.

\"Shigure, why did you really call me over?\" I asked as I put the instruments away.

\"Tori-chan, we haven\'t seen each other in a while. I\'m hurt that you haven\'t missed me.\"

I let out a sigh and let him drag my weary body to sit beside him. It was true I haven\'t seen him, or anybody else except perhaps during the birthday gatherings and the New Year\'s Eve party. If the latter hadn\'t called for mandatory attendance, for juunishi at least, I don\'t think I would have gone. I\'m starting to feel bad, not to mention irresponsible, that I haven\'t spent enough time looking after Hatsuharu or Momiji. Then again, it really can\'t be helped. Winter is always a difficult time for Akito - he\'s almost always grievously sick. Truth be told, it was only through a combination of powerful antibiotics - which I administered in unbelievably large doses - that he was able to watch Hiro\'s new year\'s dance at all.

Shigure scooted closer and kneaded the tired muscles on my shoulders. He always seems to know what it is that I need. And be there to provide it when I need it. I couldn\'t help but lean into his touch.

\"Hmm, Hatori you\'ve been working yourself too hard,\" Shigure said as he continued thnsuansual massage. For the first time in weeks I allowed myself to relax. My eyes were closed, and felt rather than saw Shigure move onto my lap.

\"Your wards...\" I began.

\"... are all out of the house,\" Shigure quickly replied, banishing the last of my concerns. \"Don\'t worry, we\'re alone,\" he assured me. And then he started kissing me.


I kissed him back and loosened more of his already revealing yukata, letting the material fall off his shoulders and pool around his waist. He returned the favor, unbuttoning first my vest and then my white undershirt. I adjusted him on his straddling position and felt his erection poking at my stomach. Looking down I could see that it was tenting the front of his robes.

I upped the pace and trailed kisses down his neck. Shigure involuntarily arched his back, bringing the sensitive flesh closer to my mouth. I welcomed the invitation and nipped playfully at his collarbone before continuing even lower.

Shigure began to rock his body against mine. His hands were not idle either, finally peeling away the shirt from my torso and unbuckling my leather belt. My left hand was caressing his lower back, while the other was busy teasing his already hard nipples. I spread my legs a little wider and let our clothed erections brush against each other with each rocking motion of Shigure\'s hips. Shigure responded by thrusting faster and catching my lips in a wet kiss. His yukata was draped on my knees, revealing his firm buttocks. My hand snaked down to cup one cheek and pulled him closer. Then I took a finger and tested the sensitive area around his puckered hole.

\"Hatori,\" he said. \"Let me take off your pants.\"

He stood on his knees, giving me just enough room to raise my hips and for him to pull off my pants and boxers. I kicked the trousers free from my legs - letting it fall to the floor in a heap with Shigure\'s yukata. Shigure wore nothing undath ath his robes. I wasn\'t surprised at all.

Craving for contact, Shigure returned to his position on my lap. He straddled my hip; his cock and mine getting much wanted friction as our bodies slipped against each other while we exchanged hasty kisses. Shigure\'s kiss was hungry and demanding. He would dart his tongue into my mouth only to tease and trick me into deepening the kiss and claiming his mouth with my own.

Out of breath, I pulled away. Shigure moaned at the loss of contact and wrapped his arms around my back. He wanted more. And so did I.

I tried to loosen his embrace, but he only clung to me more.

\"Shigure, there\'s lubricant in my bag.\"

Finally understanding that my intention was not to leave him hanging but to finish what we\'ve started, Shigure gracefully slid to the floor, balancing his weight on his haunches, bringing his face only inches from my proudly standing cock. He rummaged for a few seconds in the bag, then handed me the tube of lubricant.

\"I didn\'t know you bring sex supplies with you all the time, Tori-chan,\" Shiguaid.aid.

\"It has its uses,\" was the only reply I gave.

I uncapped the plastic tube and squirted the slippery gel onto my fingers, taking care to coat the digits fully. Shigure only stared at me as I completed the task.

\"Shigure, come here,\" I called out to him.

\"You know Ha-san,\" Shigure said, \"you look good enough to eat.\"

Before I could ask him what he had t byt by that remark, Shigure began to lick up the shaft of my penis. His tongue skillfully traced the undercurve of my cock, then laved the swollen tip with saliva before taking the entire length fully into his mouth.

I could do nothing but grab at the arm of the sofa, smearing the lube onto it in the process. My other hand entangled itself in Shigure\'s silky hair, directing him on how I wanted to be pleasured. Not that he needs any coaching. Shigure knows me and my wants only too well.

I wanted to come so bad, I could feel my cock twitching in his mouth as he expertly sucked at it. Seeing Shigure\'s head bob up and down more than turned me on. But I didn\'t want to fuck his mouth. I wanted to fuck him.

I told Shigure to stop. The Dog may be obedient but he could help but prolong the torture a little longer, giving a final lick to my penis\' swollen head. I roughly pulled him back onto my lap, silencing any witty remark by kissing him fully and thoroughly. I re-applied the lube onto my fingers and then parted Shigure\'s ass cheeks. I slipped a lubricated finger into his hole and slowly stretched his entrance. He busied himself with kissing any part of my body his mouth came in contact with. There was a wet trail from my neck to my chest by the time I inserted a second finger into his ass. His tongue then found my ear, and he nibbled at it while I continued to fuck him with my fingers adding another digit to the fingers already probing his bowels. When Shigure started to rock his body, rubbing his erection against my stomach, and impaling himself into my slick fingers, I knew that he was ready.

I pulled my fingers out of his ass and wiped them clean on the couch\'s coverlet. Shigure placed his hands on my shoulders for balance then raised his hips. I guided him onto my cock, and held my breath as Shigure slowly slid down until I was completely sheathed in his warm and moist flesh. Keeping still for a moment, I could hear Shigure\'s heart beating fast and feel the heat coming from his skin.

Almost shyly, I began to thrust upwards, slow and shallow at first, letting him get comfortable while our bodies become reacquainted with the feel of each other. Shigure was right. I had missed this, missed the intimacy. That Dog does see more than he lets on.

Shigure started to move faster, and I could feel the muscles in my stomach beginning to knot. Shigure braced himself against the cushioned back of the sofa and used his knees and leg muscles to give him the leverage he needed to move himself up and down my cock deeper and at greater speed. He had closed his eyes, and I watched him as he concentrated on his downward thrusts, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he continued to move faster. I placed my hands on his hips, guiding him as I matched his frenzied pace.

Still, it wasn\'t enough.

\"Shigure,\" I called his name softly. \"Get on your back.\"

He whimpered when I pulled out of him, but he obliged. His face was flushed, his lids at half-mast, eyes glazed in lust. I wiped the sweat from his forehead before placing myself between his thighs. I draped his legs over my shoulders and enter him in one swift thrust. He grimaced at the lack of warning, but I didn\'t give him time to consider the burning pain as I began to move in and out of him - pulling out almost completely only to quickly thrust back in. I alternately squeezed and stroked his cock in time with my thrusts, and soon after I could feel his climax building as he cried out between pants.

\"Hatori... ha-hayaku...\"

\"Ah... more... mmm... fukaku...\"

\"...close Ha-san... so close,\" he whispered as he put his hands on my ass, pulling me deeper into him as I continued to thrust forward.

Soon I felt the rhythmic clamping of his muscles. He threw his head back and called out my name as his cum spurted onto his stomach and mine. I thrust faster and deeper into him, my balls smacking against the smooth skin on the curve of his ass as I neared my own completion. Moments later I let go of the last of my control and climaxed, coating Shigure\'s insides with my semen.

Spent and satiated I crashed on top of him, our sweaty bodies tangled together yet neither of us wished to move and break the post-coital spell. I let a few minutes pass before pulling out of Shigure. I laid down beside him, noticing for the first time how well our naked bodies fitted together - my arm loosely wrapped around his waist, and his head lying contentedly on the crook of my neck. As he traced invisible patterns on my chest with a finger, Shigure spoke up.

\"You know, I was planning to give this couch to Yuki and the others. But now, I think I\'m going to keep it.\"

Then he grinned like only a Dog can grin.

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Author\'s Note: This originally appeared at www.greatestjournal.com/community/furuba_yaoi_rpg where I RP Souma Hatori (www.greatestjournal.com/users/souma_hatori). This is the first yaoi I wrote for that fandom (as this is the first fic I\'m posting at this site), and I rarely ever write yaoi. I could get used to it though.

Comments, suggestions and violent reactions are welcome.