Things in the Sheets | By : happyonna Category: Fruits Basket > Het - Male/Female Views: 8598 -:- Recommendations : 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. |
Warnings: Masturbation, Lemony Tohru/Haru stuff, PWP
Summary: Shigure should change his own sheets from now on. Either that or hide his toys better!
Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. Fanfiction is defined by Google as follows: “fiction written by people who enjoy a film, novel, television show or other media work, using the characters and situations developed in it and developing new plots in which to use these characters.” If I owned it, it would be manga.
Rated: NC-17
In the week since Honda Tohru had met Hatsuharu Souma, she had been unable to push him from her thoughts. There was just something about the boy that managed to insinuate him into her mind and stick him there. Whether this was a good thing or not was most certainly debatable in Tohru’s opinion, but really there didn’t seem to be much that she could do about it.
Sighing, she pushed open the door and called out “Tadaima!”
Only silence answered. Tohru tilted her head. “Hmmm… everyone must be out today. I’ll just get the house cleaned up before they get home!” Humming happily, she wandered into the kitchen to get started.
About an hour later~
“That didn’t take long! What to do, what to do… everything is done!” Tohru put her finger to her cheek in an adorably confused manner. “I’ll change the sheets! Shigure-san didn’t have his in last week’s laundry and surely he’d appreciate clean ones!” Happily she bounced her way upstairs and into the dog’s room.
Tohru tried to keep herself from looking around since what Shigure had in his bedroom wasn’t really any of her business, but when she stripped back his blankets she heard something hit the floor with a thunk.
Curiously she dug through the tangled fabric until her hand met something slightly cool and firm to the touch. Nervously glancing back at the door, she pulled out the object and regarded it interestedly. “What is this?” Turning the thing this way and that somehow managed to cause it to tremble and vibrate in her hands.
Tohru squeaked and dropped the thing right between her legs. The rhythmic pulsing against her center caused her hips to jerk forward and her insides to flood with warmth. Her thoughts turned immediately to Haru and the dreams she’d been having. This thing though was both assuaging and intensifying the ache.
“Maybe Shigure-san wouldn’t mind if I borrowed this? He did say that everything here was mine too.” Nodding to herself, Tohru scooped the thing up and trotted back to her room.
Cradling it in her lap, Tohru couldn’t help from rocking back in forth against the wonderful vibrations. Eventually though, the stimulation wasn’t enough anymore and she pulled her dress up and out of the way, placing it back against her panties.
“OOOhhhh… this is much better! If it feels this good, then maybe I should try it against my skin?”
Pleased with her self for having thought of that, she quickly slipped out of her panties and lay back on the bed. She spread her legs and brought the shaking thing against her throbbing skin. The sensation nearly made her scream.
Frantically she rubbed it against her as she thrashed. Finally she managed just the right combination of movements and the vibrator slipped inside of her. This time she did scream, arching wildly. Each thrust of the smooth rubber into her untried body forced another cry from the writhing girl. If anyone had been there to listen, they would have heard breathy moans and Haru’s name ringing through the house. Thankfully, though, there was no one there to hear. Or so Tohru thought.
Dark eyes watched through the slightly opened door of Tohru’s room. The piercing gaze followed each twist of the girl’s lithe body as she brought herself closer and closer to screaming orgasm. Just before Tohru could reach the pinnacle of her pleasure, the door was pushed silently open to reveal the watcher in all his aroused glory.
“Wouldn’t you rather have the real thing, Honda-san?”
Tohru’s frantic movements halted instantly and her glazed eyes snapped open to see the very object of her nightly fantasies gazing down at her with burning eyes and a very noticeable tent in the front of his pants.
“Hatsuharu-san…”
The breathy desire in the girl’s voice made Haru shudder. He smirked down at the disheveled temptress on the bed. “Honda-san, good girls shouldn’t do this sort of thing to themselves.”
“I—I…”
Long slim fingers drifted to the fastenings of his shirt, and he allowed the material to slither down his arm and pool on the floor. Tohru cold only stare at each new inch of skin revealed and remind herself not to drool.
Haru’s smirk widened into a decidedly evil grin. “Since you shouldn’t be doing these things, and I am your friend, I’ll help you. Would you like that Honda-san?”
Without giving the onigiri a chance to reply, he quickly divested himself of his remaining clothing and pounced upon the still stunned girl. Haru swiftly pulled the dildo from between her quivering thighs and replaced it with his lips and tongue. Tohru’s hands instantly gripped his hair and she screamed his name in ecstasy.
Haru was lost in the scent and taste of her. He could feel the more animal side of his nature trying to take over, and gave himself willingly over to it. He pulled his mouth away from her and swiftly pulled her slender body into a kneeling position. Without pausing, he pushed his straining cock deeply into her, moaning with pleasure when her walls gripped his length as if they were trying to pull him deeper.
Slowly he pulled out of her. Just before he left her completely, Haru snapped his hips forward, burying himself again. Tohru screamed.
Again he pulled from her, and she whimpered, pushing her body back against his hips, begging for more. He obliged and was rewarded with her screaming his own name.
Bedsprings squealed in protest against his punishment of the naughty onigiri, but Tohru cried her adulation to the heavens as he pounded her roughly.
“Hatsuharu… oooooohhhhhhh, HaruHaruHaruHaruHaru…. AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!”
Tight walls clenched down on his length and Haru couldn’t hold back. He pulled Tohru’s hips hard against his own, burying himself deeply into her as he released a low growl. She felt his come coating her inner walls, heard his rumbling sound of pleasure, and knew no more.
Hours later Tohru woke to find herself fully clothed and under her own blankets with nothing out of place. She took a deep breath and released it in a sigh. “What a dream.” She eased herself out of bed, and tiptoed toward the door.
Peaking out into the hall, she found it to be empty. Squeezing her eyes closed, she ran toward the stairs. Five steps later she crashed into something solid. Her bottom met forcefully with the floor and Tohru heard a soft poof. Fearfully she looked up to see… a black and white cow.
“Ha—hatsuharu-san?”
Haru was briefly thankful that cows couldn’t really have expressions because he was certain that he couldn’t keep the self-satisfied smirk off his usually placid features. His little onigiri was looking deliciously tumbled and thoroughly embarrassed, and Haru was having a difficult time swallowing his amusement while she stuttered through her apologies.
“Honda-san, I just came by to check up on you since Shigure said that everyone would be out this evening, but when I left you earlier, you seemed to be sleeping peacefully, so I decided to wait until you woke up.”
Tohru blushed a most becoming shade of crimson. “Th-thank you Hatsuharu-san. I guess I really needed that nap. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting though. Would you like a snack, or some tea?”
“That’s quite alright, Honda-san. I’ve already had a ‘snack’.” There was a poof and a cloud of smoke and Haru stood there in all his naked glory. Tohru was spellbound for a moment before she whipped around to allow the boy to dress in semi-privacy.
Author’s note: I’m not sure if I want to continue this or not. I thought about maybe adding another chapter where Tohru gives Gure-kun's thing back and he gives her the talk, you know add in a little Gureru action. I would appreciate knowing if you thought that it was any good though. Hooray for me. This is both my first Fruits Basket fic AND my first het fic. Let me know if you think that it sucked, needed improvement, or was really good!
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