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On the Border of the Wilderness	By : tunoddenrub Category: +G to L > Haruhi Suzumiya Views: 2220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own either The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya or the Touhou Project, nor any characters contained therein, and I am making precsisely zero money from this. Please do not sue me, I have nothing to take. :(

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- 1-On the Border of the Wilderness
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Ow.

I ache everywhere.

I don't think I've been out for that long. I could swear I remember something hitting me, but I wasn't anywhere near a road, was I? Ugh, this is like a bad story. I'm going to wake up in a hospital.

Come to think of it, I'm already awake, aren't I? Jeez, I'm even acting out a tired cliche like this... alright, Kyon, think. Take stock.

Everything hurts. But not too badly. That means I'm sore, but everything's intact. Well, wait... actually, something doesn't hurt. It feels kind of good, to be honest. I must still be kind of dazed, I can't quite tell what it is.

Alright, let's try opening my eyes. Maybe vision will shock my brain into a working state... guh. Well, at least it's night. No bright light to blind me. Alright, Kyon, let's take stock.

Soft ground below me. Trees above. I'm in the forest. I must not be far from the hotel. Something warm and heavy resting on my legs, which explains why I can't move them. A glance to my left reveals the partially shredded remains of my clothes on the forest floor. That's right, I went out for a walk to clear my head after an argument with Haruhi. After seeing these woods, I guess it just felt natural to... to...

Now hold on just a damned minute.

Something warm and heavy resting on my legs?

The realization of that hits me about a half-second before I feel a pair of lips starting to kiss their way up my- whoa whoa WHOA!

A startled sound escapes me as I look down my mostly-bare body towards whatever it is that has me pinned down. I see skin. Lots of skin. Lots of very *shapely* skin. Slightly dirty blonde hair. A lot more of it than there should be, in fact. But then I realize not all of it is on her head. The majority isn't, in fact. Oh, sure, she's got short, kind of cute hair on her head and partially covering those large ears of hers, but the majority of it is covering her... her...

"N-Nine tails?!"

Oh god. I'm being molested by a kitsune. I'm either dreaming or I've suddenly been dropped in the middle of an eromanga!

The kitsune woman's ears flicked at the alarmed sound of his voice, and her golden eyes turned upward to look at him over the top of his shaft; but her lips kept right on kissing, planting soft, wet little brushes along the bottom. There was a deep blush on the woman's cheeks. The look on her face was one of intermingled shame and lust, with the latter tending to win out. The brush of her tongue along the bottom of Kyon's cock sent a shiver of pleasure through his body, though, distracting him from her face and causing him to moan out loud. When his gaze turned back to her, her face was hovering over the tip, and she uttered a soft murmur of, "Please... don't look at me..."

Any thought of how ridiculous a request that was ended up banished as her lips sank down around the head of his shaft. "Uaagh!" Kyon gasped at the feeling, fingers curling in the grass. The sensation of her mouth gliding up and down his member, her tongue running along the underside, was almost overwhelming already, and her hand wrapping around the base and beginning to stroke only made it worse... or, perhaps, better. Every time her lips slid up to suckle at the cap, his hips gave a little shudder. He was vaguely sure he felt something trickle into her mouth, but the feeling of being sucked off for the first time was a bit too far forward in his mind for anything else to register. Anything except the sight of it, perhaps. The sight of her head bobbing up and down was almost hypnotic, especially with her tails swishing faintly behind her, and her breasts swaying enticingly...

Kyon's hips gave a sharper buck, and a low groan snuck free as his shaft began to shudder and a flash of pleasure pushed reason out of his mind. His eyes closed tightly as her lips slid up to just around the tip, and she stroked his length more firmly for a few moments - caressing him, coaxing it all out, working every last drop free. Her ministrations actually kept him on his peak for a few more seemingly endless moments, and when he finally fell off that peak, he was aware that she was making a low, faintly pleased sound deep in her throat. Pleased... but not satisfied, to judge by the look on her face. Her lips finally withdrew from his softening manhood, and he watched as with a deep blush on her face, she swallowed.

He was both vexed and secretly pleased to discover that he was capable of returning to hardness so quickly.

She began kissing again, this time up his body. She started just over his cock, and slowly worked her way up his torso, lavishing attention on his abdomen, nuzzling against his stomach, running her hands up his thighs and along his sides. The way she moved resulted in her generous chest dragging against his hips, and for a sweet, soft few seconds, his cock nestled firmly between her breasts. But she continued moving upward, and kept her body pressed to his the entire time. He finally mustered enough rational thought to manage a muttered, "Wait, who-" but before he could finish his sentence, golden eyes filled his vision, and lips silenced his.

Reason was driven right back out of his mind in that moment, and she broke the kiss only a second later to whisper in his ear in a voice thick with lust, "Gods, please... I need this... my body needs it... needs *you*..." There was a pleading note in her voice, one that tugged at Kyon's sympathy in spite of himself. She didn't wait for an answer, though. She began kissing along his jawline, and at the same time he became aware of a grinding sensation against his loins - a hot, wet grinding sensation. She was rolling her hips against his, rubbing her own feminine sex against his masculine one. Kyon tried to bite back a groan of pleasure, and failed utterly. And then he found himself pushed downward, his back pressed to the ground again by hands on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry for taking it," she murmured in his ear, and there was a genuine note of regret in her voice. Kyon felt another swell of sympathy for her in spite of the situation. And another part of him - a very, very male part of him, a part he was sometimes ashamed of himself - wanted to tell her 'no, that's quite all right, feel free to take it'. As a man, he wasn't going to regret losing his virginity to a gorgeous woman, even if she did have nine fluffy tails and a pair of fox ears.

Once again, though, any musings Kyon may have had were buried deeply by a sudden rush of pleasure. This time, if anything, was more intense. His shaft was sinking into a tight, hot wetness, a centimeter at a time, working a loud moan out of both Kyon and the fox-woman settling down atop him. The feeling of penetration was enough to nearly put him over the edge again, but his companion seemed to sense this, and once his cock was completely inside her, she stopped, and began kissing at his neck and cheek again. "Wh-who are-" he tried again, but she silenced him with another brief kiss. "Please... just forget about me," she pleaded, even as she cupped his cheek with her hand. "I'm in heat... I need this. I'll be gone after..."

Before Kyon could reply, she began to roll her hips slowly, and Kyon's head fell back to the ground again. "Aaah...!" The sensation became his entire world. A warm body, resting firmly atop him, breasts pressed against his bare chest, hips rocking again and again against his. Her lips found his again, and this time the kiss was firmer, more passionate, stifling both his moans and her own. Kyon felt a little thrill of pleasure run up his body as she rose up and dropped down on his cock, and the slow pace she started at was rather quickly abandoned. It wasn't very long before she was pounding herself down onto him, tails rippling in the air behind and above her.

She buried her face against his neck, kissing and nibbling in a way that almost seemed possessive to Kyon. He wasn't sure he minded in the least. Her breath was hot, and coming in shorter gasps with every little second, resulting in louder moans muffled only by his own shoulder. It was a peculiar sensation, but enjoyable, and it only served to add to it. He was already fast approaching his climax, but a part of him still felt pity for the desperate kitsune, and he did his best to hold off as long as he could. He also began to thrust back, as firmly as he could, sliding his hands down past her tails to rest on her ass and squeeze lightly. The sudden return thrusts seemed to surprise the kitsune, and she let out a louder yowl of pleasure, then another.

Her sex clamped down around his cock, rippling and squeezing, and her hips rocked strongly against his. Even with his stamina, even having gotten off once already, Kyon was still a virgin, and her climax erased any chance he had of delaying any further. He let out his own harsh groan of pleasure, thrusting himself up to the hilt inside the kitsune, and his shaft almost seemed to be twitching in time with the jerk of her hips as he came, good and hard, inside his mysterious companion. For a few brief, eternal moments, they were both adrift in a sea of pleasure, warmth, closeness...

Kyon blinked blearily when he came to his senses, noticing that she was still atop him. She was looking into his eyes, as it so happened, with a deep look of shame on her face. "O-oi," Kyon murmured, reaching up to brush his fingers across her cheek. "Don't look so upset... I don't hate you or anything. There were a lot of worse situations I could have had my first in, right...?" Kyon blushed a little in spite of himself. Why did he feel so bad for this poor kitsune? She ducked her head a little bit, murmuring an embarassed, "Thanks..." and let her weight come down atop him again, her head next to his, where she could brush a soft kiss against his cheek. "You're sweet. Whatever girl you like will be lucky."

Beet red, Kyon stammered a mumbled thanks for the complement. There was a moment of silence. "Before you go," he found himself saying without realizing he'd planned to say anything. "Can I at least have your name? So I know who was my first?"

A deep scarlet filled the kitsune woman's cheeks, and it was a long time before she whispered in his ear, "Ran. Yakumo Ran."

Kyon was staring at Ran. Ran was staring at Kyon. She looked worried, embarassed, and a bit frightened. Kyon just looked utterly perplexed.
"What do you mean you're stuck here?"

A/N: I've been writing in various forms for years, but this is my first published lemon, like, ever. Rate, review! Tell me what you think! I crave validation for my fragile ego. :(
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