A/N: A little PWP. I don't own Fruits Basket or the characters. Enjoy!
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"Wh-What are you doing?" Kyou shouted as his cow of a boyfriend was dragging him through the halls of Shigure's house and pushed him into the study.
"What do you think we're doing? We're going to have a quickie before dinner," Haru whispered with mirth as he pushed his boyfriend towards the table in the middle of the room.
"Are you freakin' crazy, Haru! Tohru and that damn rat is out there!" Kyou hissed as his back hit the edge of the table.
"So, I want to be a bit risky and dangerous right now. Besides, I can't very well let what happened earlier today pass by. I just want to make sure that your head, heart and groin are in the right place," Haru bit the cat's ear which caused the older boy to mewl before catching himself.
"What happens between me and Kakeru Manabe is none of your business!"
"Really? And whose business would it be if it isn't your boyfriend's?" Haru leered. Kyou looked away,
"Mines."
"Hm, okay. Your business is yours, then I believe that I have some business with your body. I hope you don't mind, do you?" Haru grinned before latching his lips on a patch of skin in the jucture of the cat's neck. His hand traveled down between their groins to cup the bulge that was showing through the older boy's khaki pants.
"D-Damn it, Haru!"
"You know you love it, kitten. Just admit it, you love the adrenaline rush of doing it right now while in the vicinity people who are just a few feet of hearing range from us," Haru smirked, leaning back to admire the work he had done on the tan skin. Kyou had shut his eyes from the pleasure of the nimble fingers when suddenly his eyes snapped open.
"Haru! Don't you dare!"
Kyou hissed as he felt a calloused hand wrap around his member.
"But baby, you're already hard. We have to get rid of it, don't you think? We wouldn't want Tohru to think that there's a cellphone there when we both know that there isn't," Haru smiled. Kyou glared,
"And just who made it that way?"
"I know you love me, kitty," Haru grinned as he fisted his hand around the cat's member.
"Kyou? Haru? Dinner's ready!"
Kyou and Haru stopped suddenly and looked over at the door in horror. The voice of the young girl was close. Kyou tried to scramble out of the cow's embrace, but was kept still by the other boy between his legs,
"Damnit, don't move Kyou!"
"Shh! She can hear you!" the cat growled and found a rag, "Quick! Shove this in your mouth and be quiet! Tohru will hear you!"
Mumbling through the rag, Haru kept up with his ministrations, loving the way the cat's face was scrunched up in pleasure. Kyou lifted his finger to his lips and bit down from groaning.
"Kyou? Haru? Dinner's getting cold!"
Haru chuckled into the rag as the cat exploded on his hand and onto the cat's own stomach. He pulled the rag from his mouth and tangled his hand in the orange hair, pulling the other boy for a kiss when Kyou pushed him away,
"You have dirty rag breath, Haru."
"I was meaning to tell you that you gave the rag to the wrong person. It should've been you who had the rag breath, considering you're such a moaner," the cow smirked. Kyou just bristled and pulled his shirt off, scrunching the material in his hands,
"Shut the hell up and go out before Tohru or even the damn rat decides to really look for us. I'll be coming in a minute."
"Really?" Haru replied looking down in the cat's groin area. The cat snarled,
"Go!"
"Alright, I'm going. Gosh, who knew you were violent after sex?" Haru stated.
"We didn't have sex! That was . . ." Kyou mumbled.
"Sex. Now get dressed before our dinner really gets cold," Haru stated and without warning gives the blushing cat a kiss on the lips before rushing out of the room. It didn't take a second for the cat to register what had happened,
"HARUU!"
OWARI