Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket. Or the song You Are Mine by Mute Math.
When Yuki woke up the first thing he noticed was that he was trapped underneath something heavy; heavy and warm. The heavy warm thing shifted slightly and Yuki felt pleasure streak up through him. He looked down at the heavy warm thing, and glared.
"Ah, get off. Kyo."
He felt a soft mouth come down to his thoroughly tortured ear. "But baby." Kyo whined, as he gave another shallow thrust into Yuki, nailing his prostate. Yuki gasped and sunk his hands into Kyo's hair jerking and wrenching just the way he liked it. Yuki looked up hazily at the orange haired teen when he unwrapped Yuki's tightly bound legs from his waist and bent them at the knees next to him.
"Kyo, we have school tomorrow." Yuki had trapped Kyo's face between his hands. "No."
Kyo thrust again, making sure to go deeper and harder than the last thrust. Yuki's eyes rolled and he panted. Kyo roughly took his thighs and lifted Yuki's legs up over his head.
"What the--pant--hell are--pant--you doing?!" Kyo grinned and gave Yuki another chaste kiss.
"Did I say we were done?"
Yuki growled. "The fuck we aren't!"
Kyo responded by thrusting into Yuki, hard.
"Oh! Fuck!" Yuki screamed. Kyo was hitting his prostate with every stroke, sinking deeper into him then Kyo ever had before. One of his hands were holding his ankles and the other had begun pressing hard against his nipples. The pleasure was excruciating.
They moved in a perfect rhythm, one that had been mastered within two weeks in their relationship. Groaning and gasping in tandem. Yuki's hands clawed at Kyo's back, making sure to draw blood. Kyo hissed, pinching and rolling Yuki's nipples making Yuki scream softly.
"Haah. Shit!" Kyo gasped when Yuki involuntarily tightened against him. Thrusting harder into him, Kyo could feel the pressure increasing. God, he was close. He licked his lips and reached down towards Yuki's cock.
"YUKI!" They both froze like rabbits, awaiting the fox to enter their home and devour them. Which, wasn't really far from true. "SHUT OFF THE DAMN MUSIC! IT'S ALMOST FOUR O'CLOCK!"
Kyo jumped up and wrenched his iPod out of speakers. They both pulled their clothes on faster than they thought possible and Kyo jumped out the window hiding inconspicuously next to it.
When Yuki opened the door to greet his mother, it seemed as if he had just woken up. He rubbed his eyes sleepily.
"Sorry Mother. I lost track of time." She glared at him for a long moment, before stomping back off to her room.
Yuki closed the door, making sure to lock it. Kyo, slowly slid his head around (with their 'relationship' he could never be too careful) to the window. Yuki nodded, once.
Kyo slid the window, placing his shoes, once again, on the sill. He made sure to put the volume down before placing his iPod on it once again.
Yuki sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "No. Kyo, we have school tomorrow. I already told you."
Kyo could tell Yuki was too tired, and too thankful that they had beat his mother, so to speak, to be mad at him. But, he still plugged in his iPod. "I just wanna show you something. Then I'll go." He held up his left hand. "Scout's honor."
Yuki chuckled lightly. Jumping slightly when Kyo wrapped his arms around his waist, he brought Yuki's back to rest right against his chest. Yuki rested his head against Kyo's and sighed softly as they rocked back and forth against the music.
The music started with drums and cymbals before coasting into a soft smooth melody. Soon he could hear Kyo's rough, musical voice singing along.
"Everyone has their obsession.
Consuming thoughts, consuming time.
They hold high their prized possession.
It defines the meaning of their lives."
Yuki smiled, he'd never say it but Kyo was incredibly talented when it came to music. He could sing with a voice that made Yuki shiver, he danced effortlessly, Yuki wouldn't have been surprised if he wrote his own songs.
Not that the "greatest athlete" in the school would ever be pegged for musically talented.
"You are mine.
You are mine.
You are mine, all mine.
You are mine."
Then again, no one would have ever thought that Kyo would have dated Yuki.
"There are objects of affection.
That can mesmerize the soul.
There is always one addiction.
That just cannot be controlled.
You are mine.
You are mine.
You are mine, all mine.
You are mine.
You are mine.
You are mine, all mine.
You are mine..."
It was only when Yuki went limp in his arms that Kyo lifted him up, carrying him bridal style, right into his bed. He wrapped Yuki's blanket tightly around him, smoothing them over then Kyo leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss against his forehead. Kyo grabbed his iPod, shoved on his shoes and was out within minutes.