Author: kittycow
Warnings: NC-17 Lemon ("toaster" *join the new rating revolution! YAY!)
Status: ACK!! FINISHED! WHOO!!
Disclaimer: WAH!

A/N: This is some sort of intro to some scene in some Fruits Basket fic that was never started, and probably never will be... Because it would be too long.../very/ long and I just don’t /do/ long fics... Warning: a rather overly-seme kyou... O.o "Mya!" *hiss fft fft* Well, in the beginning anyway, then he just gets regular-seme... haha... that sounds stupid, sorry! My first yaoi lemon, be gentle...I’m sensitive.

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...They had grappled, now, for hours on end. It wasn’t so much another one of their fights, but rather more of a test of the stronger will. In the end, he had him pinned. He held the hands above the owners head and smirked. He had won. He was worn out and beat the crap out of, but he still won. Maybe it wasn’t /completely/ fair, but he was the victor, at last. But neither had enough energy to go on. When he was assured that his prize would not move, he released his grip and sat on the stomach of the defeated, smirking wickedly.

The boy beneath him looked up into the blood-red eyes that his cousin possessed. What was that look? It was frightening and he diverted his gaze through his own violet eyes by letting his head drop tiredly to the side. "You’ve won. You’re greatest wish. Are you truly happy now?"

"Hn. Not yet..." The sound of his voice. The evil it procured could rival even Akito. Yuki gasped beneath him, and returned his eyes to wonder in Kyo’s. Or, he would’ve had Kyo not chose that moment to move, from his sitting position on Yuki, to laying completely on top of him. "Yuki..." Kyo started as he drew circles with his finger into Yuki’s palm.

His emotion changed so fast, Yuki had no time to find a way to react. "W-what?" he asked cautiously.

"Yuki, what happens when the cat catches the mouse?" He asked as if it were the most natural thing to do at that moment.

"Pfff..." Yuki immediately responded. "Baka neko... Haven’t you ever seen Tom & Jerry? The cat gets the crap beat out of him..."

Kyo stopped tracing circles and entwined their fingers. "And if the mouse is too tired to fight back?"

"He calls his attack dog, or course." Yuki said matter-of-factly.

Kyo let out a short chuckle. "What exactly are you suggesting, kuso nezumi?" He replied with an affectionate one.

"I /still/ don’t know what the hell you’re talking about in the first place..."

"If he didn’t /have/ an attack dog then..."

"Given the circumstances, and if the cat was /that/ needy..."

"Which he was." Kyo affirmed.

"I guess the cat would...eat...him?" Yuki continued rather thoughtfully as he concluded.

Kyo leaned his face closer to the rat’s ear hidden by the lavender tinted hair, and whispered seductively, "Just the answer I was looking for..."

Yuki arched his back and the feeling of Kyo’s hot breath on the side of his face and neck, causing him to grind up against Kyo. He inhaled sharply at the sense of Kyo’s erection against his groin and quickly lowered himself back down. Kyo lifted his head to look at the mouse. "You’re just as hard as I am... I knew you wanted this..."

Yuki blushed furiously at the comment, albeit true. Kyo gently brushed the hair out of his cousin’s flushed face. "Shhshh..." He coaxed softly, "No need to be embarrassed. Just you and me now mouse..."

Yuki gave up in his mind. Kyo was right. This is what he had been waiting for. Kyo is what he wanted. But one fact came to mind as he lay in the heat that Kyo produced, "Akito..." Yuki whispered almost inaudibly and unintentionally. Kyo picked it up though. He scowled as he returned to a sitting position, straddling Yuki’s waist.

"Is that what you’re worried about?! Well, I don’t care about that bastard Akito! Fuck him! You want to waste this Yuki?! This may be our last chance! And if we get punished, well, then, who the hell cares?! Won’t it all be worth it?!" He paused for a response.

*"It is... This is so worth anything Akito could do to us... The feling of having Kyo would be exhilarating..."* Yuki thought as he stared deep into Kyo’s deep-red colored eyes.

"Well, isn’t it?!?" Kyo yelled again.

"I don’t care what happens!!" Yuki exclaimed as he quickly propped himself up, capturing Kyo’s lips in his own. The cat was surprised, but welcomed the action gratefully. He pressed his lips on Yuki’s and nipped at the bottom lip when they pulled away. Kyo stared into Yuki’s brooding violet eyes.

"Good, this’ll make it a lot easier..." He whispered against the lips of his new lover. He kissed him quickly before he stood up. "Be right back..." he said as he left Yuki’s room. Yuki was shocked at Kyo’s sudden departure. He began to think about the situation he had gotten himself into, and felt rather insecure. He looked longingly at the closed door and only wished for Kyo’s warmth. He wrapped his arms around his legs and rested his head on his knees.

Kyo slid the door closed and smiled to himself. Overjoyed and trying his best to stifle a would-be-giggle, he headed quickly to his room. He rummaged through his piles of dirty clothes, even though Tohru regularly does the laundry, and random junk until he got to a drawer in what /he thought/ might be a desk. Well, it had drawers, so go figure. He opened one and it had a ominous collection of things. He reached in the back until his hand felt what he was searching for. "Ahh! Got it!" He said as he pulled it out and placed it in an oversized cargo-pant pockets.

He shoved the drawer back in place and stepped over his staff to get out of his room and shut the door. Kyo passed the stairs, but decided to check downstairs in case any unwanted visitors had come to the house. That had been happening a lot more often lately. Kyo thanked /god/ Tohru had gone to spend the night with her friends. And Shigure was out doing /something/; Kyo didn’t really care, as long as no one was there. He had taken a hold of the opportunity and was about to be rewarded. He grinned smugly as he did a lock check on all the doors and finally bounded up the stairs in anticipation. Kyo opened the door only to find the nezumi sitting with his legs tucked under him.

Kyo stopped in the doorway and felt his dream being crushed. He asked cautiously, "Y-Yuki?" Yuki sat up a little startled, sniffled and gently wipes his eyes and tried his best to smile at his cousin. Kyo took a partial step forward, hesitating because he didn’t know what to make of the situation. He didn’t know whether to take him in his arms or just call it off... "I-If you don’t want t-"

"I’m sorry... I’m - I’m just a bit nervous..." He heard Kyo heave a breath.

"And you think I’m NOT?!?" Kyo shouted exasperated.

"Yuki stood up, well, you seem so sure of this..." He rubbed an arm.

Kyo came closer and embraced Yuki. "I am. I’m more sure of this than anything I’ve done. I don’t care what happens. But if you’re not then I don’t want to make you do anything that /you’re/ not sure of..." Kyo explained sadly.

Yuki shook his head in the crook of Kyo’s neck. "No, I’m sure of it. I’m just scared. And..." He chuckled, "It’s kinda weird, I never thought that you and I..." He didn’t finish his sentence, but Kyo understood.

"Yeah, well, believe it kuso nezumi." Kyo started with fake annoyance.

"Shut up baka neko..." Yuki said before he hissed Kyo’s neck. The flesh was hot and salty from the rigorous bought they had engaged in earlier who knew it would end up like this? The sensation sent a jolt straight to Kyo’s crotch and he let out a throaty purr into Yuki’s mouth. He moved his hands up into Yuki’s shirt as he caressed the skin, slightly sticky from sweat. Yuki sucked at the flesh on Kyo’s neck and moved up to under his chin as he began to unzip Kyo’s teal jacket. He folded it down so it rested around Kyo’s elbows. He tugged it down to hint to Kyo. The neko took it gratefully but, yet, also unwilling to remove his hands from Yuki’s back. But he decided it out for the best and took his hands out of Yuki’s shirt and flung the jacket somewhere on the floor. He also took the chance to remove his black-pullover shirt, although doing so it meant Yuki lost contact.

Yuki glanced at Kyo’s tanned skin and blushed. They had seen each other nude thousands of times before, but this occasion was obviously different. He turned his head out of embarrassment for simply blushing. But his head was quickly faced front as Kyo took it in his hands and their lips once again. Kyo’s tongue begged for entrance into Yuki’s mouth. The mouse welcomed Kyo and went in his own way to taste him. Both explored the other’s mouth feeling every groove and detail with their tongues. They stopped for only milliseconds in order to get some oxygen.

Kyo’s hands traveled down the sides of Yuki’s face, his neck and then rested at the buttons of Yuki’s Chinese styled shirt. He started to tug at them, but soon became frustrated and separated from the sweetness of Yuki’s mouth. "Damn buttons! Why the hell do ya have to wear shirts I can’t even undo?!" Kyo pushed Yuki lightly and he fell gracefully, as Yuki would be expected to, on the bed.

Yuki smiled up at up at Kyo, who had his legs straddled and was leaning against the bed. "Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll learn one of those days..." Yuki said with playful tone as he then bit his slip slightly and smirked at Kyo seductively. The cat’s eyes widened at the sight of Yuki looking so damn sexy. He wondered how much longer he could watch the sight of Yuki slowly exposing his soft, white skin, before he burst. He whimpered louder than he intended as he became more and more anxious.

Yuki heard the sound from Kyo, but merely ignored it and continued his slight torture as he unbuttoned his shirt. Kyo lost his patience at the last button and plunged his hands at the hem of the vesture and forced the clasp to pop open. He disrobed Yuki’s arms roughly, taking them out of the silken sleeves. He leaned forward and kissed Yuki’s pale neck, and his crotch pressed and shifted against Yuki’s hard cock. Yuki moaned softly at the pressure from Kyo and gasped when he felt the moistness on his neck move down to his collarbone. He slowly positioned his hands in Kyo’s head and ran his fingers through the orange tufts of hair. Kyo ran his tongue along the define bone above Yuki’s chest. Yuki’s hands in his hair sent a stimulating shiver down the cat’s spine. He kissed Yuki’s left shoulder and continued down his body, stopping to lightly suck at the taupe nipple that stood out against the fragile, porcelain skin. A low moan from Yuki was pleasing to Kyo’s ears as he made his way towards the mouse’s navel; His chest now resting on Yuki’s hardened member, rubbing slowly against it with each breath.

Kyo’s hands moved off the bed and snuck slowly up Yuki’s legs and paused at the zipper. His fingers twitched as he set them down. The touch was invigorating and Yuki tugged timidly at Kyo’s hair. "Oh god...please Kyo..." Yuki pleaded, reeling his head back into the mattress. Kyo confirmed to the plea by zipping down the front of Yuki’s pants and slipping his hand inside. He kneaded at the solid flesh through the nezumi’s boxers. His right hand busied itself by unfastening the button on the waistband as he kissed and licked Yuki’s stomach, periodically dipping his tongue inside his navel. All the while being spurred on by Yuki’s sounds of utter extacy.

When the pants could be freed, Kyo pulled his hand back out, and in one quick motion, yanked the last clothes off Yuki. He blushed as he took in the sight of Yuki at such a close proximity. Slightly feminine looking, but still a defined build. His white skin glowed in the dim light of the evening. He lay on the bed, his hands pushing against the wall; His face a mix of emotions and violet-grey hair mussed over the sheets and across his face. His chest rose and fell in a pattern of heavy panting.

"Kyo..." Yuki said desperately. The cat snapped out of his gaze.

"You’re absolutely beautiful, Yuki..." Kyo whispered lovingly before taking Yuki’s full length in his mouth. Yuki writhed under Kyo. He was frantic, driven wild by the utter sensation of Kyo suckling on him. He sat up, but quickly collapsed back on the bed. He pulled at his own hair in a desperate attempt to keep on the borderline of sanity. He screamed as he tossed his head about. Kyo couldn’t stand it any longer. If he didn’t take care of his own needs, he would as insane as Yuki. He kept his head at the repetitive motion of moving up and down Yuki, while making swallowing motions at the back of his throat that drove Yuki deeper.

He removed his right hand from Yuki’s soft waist and quickly pulled down his cargos and boxers. The waistband rested at his thighs as he took his own sex in his hand and worked to release himself. Soft moans he emitted were muffled by Yuki in his mouth. They became more frequent as the jerky motions made with his arm quickened. Kyo sucked at the head and licked down Yuki’s shaft vigorously when he felt himself about to come. Kyo felt himself go limp in his hand, but quickly returned to Yuki.

"Ah-ah K-Kyo!" Yuki shouted with each breath, "Kyou~~ I-" he groaned loudly. He wrapped his legs around Kyo’s back and pressed him closer to him. He felt Kyo deep-throat him twice and then climax in Kyo’s mouth. Some spattered out of the cat’s mouth and drops landed along Yuki’s abdomen and inner thighs. Kyo swallowed what as left in his mouth and glided his tongue up Yuki’s member as Kyo removed it.

He licked the excess off his lips and he leaned back down to lap the rest off of Yuki, the mouse grabbed his had and Kyo felt his index finger being placed in Yuki’s wet mouth. The action was quick and partly startled Kyo, but he continued to lick the liquid beads, just as a cat would, as Yuki sucked on his finger. He could taste the thick fluid left on Kyo’s fingers from pleasuring himself earlier. Yuki felt the nail of the digit scrape against his palate, but he paid the slight pain no mind.

A deep purr arose from Kyo as the feeling of his finger in Yuki’s hot mouth brought about another erection. Yuki moaned in protest as Kyo took out his finger and held it up as he winked; a motion telling Yuki to be patient. Kyo dropped to the floor beside Yuki’s bed and the rustling of clothes could be heard. The mouse sat up weakly, trying to get a glimpse of what trick Yuki had up his sleeve, or, more appropriately, his pocket. He couldn’t raise himself past his elbows as he heard Kyo’s faint, "Ah, found it..." to himself.

Even then, Kyo didn’t get up and Yuki only saw the tussle of bright orange hair that reflected the deepening rays of the dusk sun. But Yuki was breathing so hard, he couldn’t hear what Kyo was doing, now that he rustle had stopped. Only the sound of his heavy pants accompanied Kyo’s movements that could be barely seen beyond the edge of the bed. He laid back down as his upper arms shook from his weight. He rested his hands on the damp ripples of sheets below him as he waited for Kyo. His whole body was soon jerked forward; Kyo had stealthily slunk himself between Yuki’s calves and the mattresses, lifting Yuki’s legs onto his shoulders.

Yuki gasped and bucked himself upward at the sensation of a cool substance at his rectum. Kyo places a restraining hand on the mouse’s chest as he slid his fingers inside of Yuki’s ass and smeared the lubricant on the orifice. He started with soft pressure and increased it before slipping a finger inside. A combination of gasps and whimpers omitted form Yuki’s throat as Kyo inserted another finger and generously applied the substance. The cat removed his fingers and wiped them childishly on Yuki’s stomach. He leaned forward and asked his partner, "Yuki...ready?"

Yuki stared into the eyes that frightened him earlier. They affected him much differently now. Kyo’s true intentions showed through them, and it relieved Yuki. It wasn’t all just bare lust. It was something he had shared with no one else, and to be honest, he was glad it was Kyo, and no one else. In the beginning, although they didn’t realize it, they were the only ones who could truly understand each other. "Kyo, yes!" he answered affirmatively before wrapping his arms around Kyo’s neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss.

The pain from stretching his hamstrings to get that kiss was obliterated and replaced by the pain that seared into him as Kyo entered him with slight force. He moaned loudly into Kyo’s mouth, breaking the kiss as Kyo started rhythmic motions into Yuki. Kyo straightened up and relaxed Yuki’s legs by doing so, but clenched onto his thighs as he thrust himself harder. Yuki’s tears were brought to his eyes as the fine line of pain and pleasure was erased and he was sent into oblivion. He screamed Kyo’s name and it was joined my Kyo’s soft grunts of Yuki’s.

Kyo’s fingertips dug deeper into Yuki’s legs as he began to pound into Yuki’s hot, moist body. They screamed simultaneously as Kyo’s climaxed and Yuki spilt all over his own stomach. The mouse’s legs dropped tiredly off Kyo’s shoulders and lay around the cat’s waist. Kyo pulled out of his lover and rested his fists into the wet sheets. Beads of sweat that formed on his forehead and body, fell gracefully upon Yuki’s flushed skin and mixed with the other of Yuki’s fluid. He collapsed on Yuki and affectionately nibbled on an ear. The ejaculation and sweat slid between the two bodies as their lungs filled and emptied themselves in an irregular manner.

Kyo’s breaths became heavy as he started to drift into sleep. Yuki noticed that Kyo’s and his own had become matched. "Kyo..." Yuki nudged.

"Hn? Kyo sleepily answered back.

"Kyo, I can’t move..."

"Nn..." Kyo mumbled as he rolled off his cousin. Placing himself by the wall. Yuki swung his weak legs over onto the bed and slipped slowly under the covers. He wrapped Kyo in with him and drew to him, his back to Kyo’s stomach. The sticky fluid now attaching itself to the skin over his spine. He pulled Kyo’s arms around him and soon sleep took both mean as they were enveloped in warmth and darkness...

~owari... YAY!! >.<

~Kittycow