What Akito Said
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Category:
Fruits Basket › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,728
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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What Akito Said
A/N: By the way, this is a comedy fic. Sort of...
What Akito Said
“He looks hot.”
Hatori’s eyebrows shot up beneath his bangs. “W-what?” He stammered without thinking. His hand, guiding the stethoscope, slid from Akito’s chest to his collarbone and he frowned, sliding it back down as though he’d never faltered.
“Hot.” Akito repeated, his blue eyes shining feverishly as he gazed at the picture Hatori had brought him. “Sexy, demonically tempting, irresistible, delicious. I want to fuck him into the floor. Plant my seed in his tight boy-pussy and force him to carry my hot little Akito-babies. He looks tasty beyond the realm of biological possibility. I want to tear that flashy dress off of his lithe, yielding frame and bid him succumb to my ungainly desires.”
“Hm.” Hatori coughed. “Right.” He did not doubt the truth of what Akito said. He could hear, through the stethoscope, that Akito’s heartbeat had sped up rapidly, and his face was flushed with what Hatori guessed was not a fever.
“I should pay him a visit.” Akito smiled.
“I’m sure he’d like that.” Hatori said.
And of course he would. Yuki had known, before ever putting on that dress, what Akito would say if he saw him.
A/N: I know, it's the shortest freakin' story in the world. Sad, huh?
What Akito Said
“He looks hot.”
Hatori’s eyebrows shot up beneath his bangs. “W-what?” He stammered without thinking. His hand, guiding the stethoscope, slid from Akito’s chest to his collarbone and he frowned, sliding it back down as though he’d never faltered.
“Hot.” Akito repeated, his blue eyes shining feverishly as he gazed at the picture Hatori had brought him. “Sexy, demonically tempting, irresistible, delicious. I want to fuck him into the floor. Plant my seed in his tight boy-pussy and force him to carry my hot little Akito-babies. He looks tasty beyond the realm of biological possibility. I want to tear that flashy dress off of his lithe, yielding frame and bid him succumb to my ungainly desires.”
“Hm.” Hatori coughed. “Right.” He did not doubt the truth of what Akito said. He could hear, through the stethoscope, that Akito’s heartbeat had sped up rapidly, and his face was flushed with what Hatori guessed was not a fever.
“I should pay him a visit.” Akito smiled.
“I’m sure he’d like that.” Hatori said.
And of course he would. Yuki had known, before ever putting on that dress, what Akito would say if he saw him.
A/N: I know, it's the shortest freakin' story in the world. Sad, huh?