#2 The Audience "Toaster" (Kyo/Tohru, Fruits Basket)
Pairing/Fandom: Kyo/Tohru, Fruits Basket
Theme: #2, The Audience
Title: Toaster
Author/Artist: klove0511
Disclaimer:Not mine
Warning: The usual for smut. And a slightly OOC ending...
Sorry this is a tad late. I've been...busy and uninspired.
"Shh! Someone will hear! There are two other people living in this house, remember, Kyo-kun?"
"Who cares what they think? It’s not like they don't know about us."
"Well, I suppose that’s tr- OH!"
Kyo smiled down at Tohru as she closed her eyes, loudly moaning as he penetrated her. So much for being quiet, hmm?
He pulled her close, relishing the ability to touch her. The contact of her bare breasts seared his skin, leaving it tingling wherever they had touched. He had thought he'd never have this kind of contact with anyone, much less someone like Tohru. But now that the curse was lifted, well, he planned on enjoying every minute that he could.
Tohru lifted her eyes to his bare, toned chest. Wrapping her arms around him, she slid her fingers over his lean muscles, eliciting a sharp hiss from him as she brushed a ticklish spot. Smiling devilishly, she brushed the spot again and was rewarded with a loud groan.
'Kami if she keeps doing that I’m going to fucking come.' "AHHH!!! Tohru!!!"
"Oh god, KYO!!!"
He collapsed on top of her, completely spent.
Twenty minutes later…
"KYO!!"
"TOHRU!!!"
The next day…
"Come on. Please? I know you want to."
Tohru giggled a little, knowing plenty well that yes, she wanted to. She just wanted to finish the laundry first.
He pulled her back to him, pressing his bulging erection under her too short skirt. She wriggled back, wanting him pressed inside her, not just against. The laundry could wait a few more minutes.
He slid a finger inside, and nearly came in his pants when he realized how wet she already was. Sliding his erection out of the binding cloth, he slid into her, like a knife through hot butter.
God was he hard! He squeezed his eyes, resisting the urge to release everything in those first five seconds. A new position, and what a difference it made! He hadn't felt her this tight since their first time.
She pressed her hips into him, driving him still deeper, nearly sending him over the edge.
He leaned in, pressing her against the washing machine, and reached his hand around to deftly rub her clit. She gasped, and shortly after she came with a loud moan, clenching her muscles around him as he thrust into her. That was all it took for him to lose control completely, and as he clutched her hips, pulling himself as deeply into her as he could, he screamed her name in ecstasy.
Sometime later…
Yuki looked down at the couple, half naked, still joined, and fast asleep in the middle of the hall. He sighed to himself as he turned and went back downstairs, mumbling to himself, "The wedding present should have been their own house, not a toaster. Why was it a toaster?"
Theme: #2, The Audience
Title: Toaster
Author/Artist: klove0511
Disclaimer:Not mine
Warning: The usual for smut. And a slightly OOC ending...
Sorry this is a tad late. I've been...busy and uninspired.
"Shh! Someone will hear! There are two other people living in this house, remember, Kyo-kun?"
"Who cares what they think? It’s not like they don't know about us."
"Well, I suppose that’s tr- OH!"
Kyo smiled down at Tohru as she closed her eyes, loudly moaning as he penetrated her. So much for being quiet, hmm?
He pulled her close, relishing the ability to touch her. The contact of her bare breasts seared his skin, leaving it tingling wherever they had touched. He had thought he'd never have this kind of contact with anyone, much less someone like Tohru. But now that the curse was lifted, well, he planned on enjoying every minute that he could.
Tohru lifted her eyes to his bare, toned chest. Wrapping her arms around him, she slid her fingers over his lean muscles, eliciting a sharp hiss from him as she brushed a ticklish spot. Smiling devilishly, she brushed the spot again and was rewarded with a loud groan.
'Kami if she keeps doing that I’m going to fucking come.' "AHHH!!! Tohru!!!"
"Oh god, KYO!!!"
He collapsed on top of her, completely spent.
Twenty minutes later…
"KYO!!"
"TOHRU!!!"
The next day…
"Come on. Please? I know you want to."
Tohru giggled a little, knowing plenty well that yes, she wanted to. She just wanted to finish the laundry first.
He pulled her back to him, pressing his bulging erection under her too short skirt. She wriggled back, wanting him pressed inside her, not just against. The laundry could wait a few more minutes.
He slid a finger inside, and nearly came in his pants when he realized how wet she already was. Sliding his erection out of the binding cloth, he slid into her, like a knife through hot butter.
God was he hard! He squeezed his eyes, resisting the urge to release everything in those first five seconds. A new position, and what a difference it made! He hadn't felt her this tight since their first time.
She pressed her hips into him, driving him still deeper, nearly sending him over the edge.
He leaned in, pressing her against the washing machine, and reached his hand around to deftly rub her clit. She gasped, and shortly after she came with a loud moan, clenching her muscles around him as he thrust into her. That was all it took for him to lose control completely, and as he clutched her hips, pulling himself as deeply into her as he could, he screamed her name in ecstasy.
Sometime later…
Yuki looked down at the couple, half naked, still joined, and fast asleep in the middle of the hall. He sighed to himself as he turned and went back downstairs, mumbling to himself, "The wedding present should have been their own house, not a toaster. Why was it a toaster?"