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Recap
Yuki grabbed Haru by the arm and helped him up as he asked, "Hatsuharu-kun, do you think you are up to walking? We need to get you home and Shigure's closer than the main house."
Now... on to the chapter... censored version... sorry folks!
Tohru fidgeted as she walked beside Haru, her dark eyes staring holes into his exhausted features. She was worried. Of all the Sohma's she had met, his was the strongest constitution. It was weird watching Yuki strain under the weight of the taller boy. It struck her as funny, seeing how Yuki-kun's build looked so delicate in comparison to Haru-kun's solid frame. She sighed once more, nervous about his welfare if his secret ever got out. That always brought images of Akito-san and the curse. Thanks to this curse, a sick Sohma usually meant a transformed one. Her memories regaled her with those times Haru's form was exposed to help carry home one of his cousins using his wide oxen back.
'What if he transforms? How are we going to lug around a 2,000 pound Ox around town without drawing suspicions to ourselves.' She shivered imagining herself and Yuki pulling to no avail at a transformed Haru's tail under the suspicious stare of a police officer.
Her legs strained under the weight of the taller boy, her heart pumping madly. Her senses reacted differently as soon as she noticed his scent. It was crisp, woodsy and clean, with just the right amount of musk to please her tired senses. The night air felt cool and refreshing to her sweaty brow. The crickets sang under the shrubs, distracting her from her thoughts.
"Are you ok, Tohru-san?" Yuki asked with concern. "I told you I could handle him on my own." He reminded her gently.
"I know, but I said I was going to help, so its fine." She replied with a deep blush, looking away and tightening her grip on the slender hip and chest.
Companionable silence dawned upon them as they walked, the only sounds coming from the feverish body held upright between them.
"Hold on, Haru-kun! We are almost there!..." She panted softly, biting her lip as her step faltered slightly. They had reached the beginning of the road that lead to Shigure-san's house. Night-time blanketed their senses while they walked.
"Are you sure you are fine?" Yuki queried softly once again, worried about the girl beside Hatsuharu. He knew she would never complain, if she thought it was her duty. Her will to help came from her generous heart and apparently, it knew no bounds. For that, he was grateful but worried nonetheless.
"Hn." Tohru grunted but pressed on. Her muscles screamed at the unusual punishment they were receiving still she pushed herself to move along. She was a hard working person, strong and resilient. Carrying Haru along was proving to be harder than she'd ever thought because there was not good leverage and she could just hold on to him with both arms around his waist. Her back was killing her and yet she wouldn't leave Yuki and Hatsuharu when they needed her the most.
Her eyes strayed to the handsome profile so close to her. She blushed, imagining herself kissing the lush lips she could barely see but never taste. 'He may look thin and bony, but his body is packed with hard muscles.' She thought wonderingly as her fingers absently kneaded the firm but heated flesh under it. Ashamed with her actions, she ducked her head and pulled his warm body closer. The skin under her clothes tingled everywhere they touched. The swishing of their clothes against each other made her think of forbidden acts she was sure Haru wouldn't appreciate. She was becoming hypersensitive to him as his body heat made something inside her throb and tighten.
Immersed in thought as deep as she was, Tohru never noticed a hand inching its way closer to her until it brushed against her thigh. She gasped and stiffened, stopping her forward motion while sending a questioning look in the unconscious man's direction. Yuki stared at her, a wordless query on his face and she shrugged with a blush. Pulling Haru along, she continued walking.
'Stupid Tohru! Haru is unaware of his surroundings! He would never…'
Again, a fleeting touch caressed the top of her inner thighs under her skirt, making her trip once more.
"What happened? Are you Ok, Tohru?" Yuki asked again and she nodded.
"Fine!" she said with a forced smile and kept on walking. Her body relaxed after a while but once every few steps the same touch would flutter near her thighs. Soft and tender, it hesitated before alighting under her skirt. Her breath caught in her throat and she looked at Yuki, then at Haru. Gulping hard, she ignored the hand as it worked its way up, drawing fiery circles over her skin. Once the hand reached her panty-clad butt, it massaged her over the thin fabric, the touch light and playful as she walked. She didn't know what to do.
'It's touching my ass! Its… oh god! But… Haru –kun would never dare to… gasp … lay a hand on you without your permission! gasp He is sick! And Yuki… oh!' She was not sure what was happening. Haru looked out of it and Yuki was walking unconcernedly. It didn't seem possible.
Her mind fought with her common sense and she trudged on, indecisive on what to do. Heat pooled inside her belly as rough pads finally pushed her panties aside to caress her core. She bit her lip and deliberately shortened her steps to accommodate the wonderful feelings it brought while fighting the shame that threatened to consume her.
The hand played round her slick entrance, going around once, twice, thrice before dipping inside; making her innards gush with excitement.
She tried hard to tamp down her rising excitement but it was hard. Her pussy throbbed in response to the kneading and prodding it received while they walked.
A curious thumb started to fool around with her rear entrance, making her breath hitch under the strain. 'No! You can't get in there!' Her mind begged frantically, her body responding but her mind unable to bear the thought. It would be too much.
Undaunted, the thumb dipped inside her body, pushing relentlessly against the tight ring of muscle that tensed trying to stop the invasion. The sudden pain stung her eyes, making her flinch and stumble, tears gathering behind her lids. The hand steadied her slip with a three-fingered grip that hurt but relaxed the pressure around the thumb.
Yuki stretched a hand to steady her but she had already straightened so they continued on their way home.
Stealing a look at Haru, she pushed against those incredibly heated fingers and she swore under her breath when she saw a twisted half smile bloom in the lax features. The thumb wiggled jauntily signaling she could continue walking.
"Daijobu, Tohru-kun?" Yuki asked and she just nodded with a distracted air. He frowned and resumed walking. The hand twitched inside her, reminding her of their presence. Now she had what felt like three fingers and a thumb in both her holes working her body skillfully.
"Stop… please" She whispered to Haru's ears only.
The hand stopped before starting to thrust inside her harder than before, almost in retaliation for daring to voice her resistance. The fingers searched around inside her pussy while the thumb pushed against the thin membrane that separated them from each other. The fullness inside her pussy and ass hurt but it pushed her passions higher than she'd ever thought possible.
Contrary to popular belief, she was not a virgin. She had never been with a man and she was very naïve for certain things, true, but that didn't mean Tohru was clueless about sex and her own body.
(After a while Kyo interrupts but never realizes the true extent of the situation... he was searching for them. He wantedto help carry Haru home.)
"Finally the stupid cat makes his entrance! I was waiting for you to arrive, you know? It was getting to be boring but now I changed my mind. I am staying beside my two favorite people and you can watch while I conquer!" Haru lifted his head, clearly fevered but lucid enough. Tohru stiffened beside him, starting to pant slightly. The fingers were moving faster, trying to make her cum while the other male stood before them. It was Haru! The man inside her body was Hatsuharu! Oddly enough, her body did not react. It seemed to care only about climaxing worry would come later. It felt good to have him there and she wanted more so she kept silent.
"What the heck? Kuro Haru? What are you doing? Haru is sick, man! We don't need you here! Leave!" Kyo growled angrily, noticing for the first time the abnormal flush in Tohru's face and the stillness of her figure. "Are you ok? Tohru?" He stepped near her, extending his hand to touch her face. Swallowing a cry, she negated with her head and backed fully into the hand inside her. Kyo stiffened as his hackles rose. 'She's scared of me? Why? Something was wrong here.' Knowing how Tohru reacted when they fought, possibly she just wanted to keep them separated and avoid a fight. Angry, Kyo knew that staying still to watch Kuro Haru make an ass of him was not an option so he chose to back down before causing a bigger scene.
Tohru trembled under the assault, stepping even closer to her climax. Her mind shyed away from the excitement having Kyo before her while she was touched provoked in her. She just wanted to finish and leave, not remember of how much of a slut she was. That was all. Biting her lip, she ground hard against the hand. Her glazed eyes closed tightly as she realized she could almost feel the knuckles pushing against her entrance. Suddenly the idea of a whole hand inside her made her even hotter. Desperate, she glanced in Yuki's direction but he was too busy trying to support Haru without getting harassed, so she was safe from discovery.
Noticing Tohru's glazed eyes, shortness of breath, jerky movements and flushed cheeks, Kyo feared for her well-being. 'She's scared shitless. Look at those eyes! Kuro Haru must be making her afraid somehow. I have to help!' Biting back a curse, he leaped forward and pulled her away from Haru's grasp.
When she registered Kyo's movement towards her, Tohru's fear of discovery pushed her clear over the edge, and she came hard while falling to the ground.
"Tohru? Tohru? What happened?" He asked urgently, kneeling beside her. Her scream had paralyzed his heart and they all watched her where she lay on a dead faint. His gaze went from the limp girl lying on the floor to the man barely able to stand beside a straining Yuki.
"Home anybody?" whispered Haru before he too joined Tohru on the ground. A few minutes later a grey cloud puffed before their eyes as Haru finally transformed. Biting back a groan, Yuki permitted himself to sit beside his fallen comrades staring at a dumbfounded Kyo who still struggled to wake Tohru.
"Oi, Kyon. I give up. Call Shigure-san and have him bring around the truck. We have an ox to haul home and there is only so much a rat and a cat can do, ne?" He commented dryly and fell back against his overheated friend as rain started to fall over their heads.
I am not sure if the content is apt to be here... so the stronger parts of this chapter are cut and posted in another place. You will find the addy in my profile.
If you find this chapter OOC... good... it was meant to be. I wanted to explore what would Kuro do if allowed complete reign of Haru... Lets see what happens when and if they get in accord... Poor tohru... poor yuki... heh...
If you dont like it... I am sorry but this story has been going around inside my head forever. Thanks!