Quick Summary: Tohru and….A…Akito? *smirk* and a special guest
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“Better,” he smiled now laying on his back and looking at her eagerly,
there was a large pillow beneath his head, giving him a great view.
“Loosen your hair,” he muttered absently and Tohru’s hands went up to the
ribbons that Yuki had given her. She had to look away while she unfolded
the bows, the memories of receiving the gift were too great to bear. She
shook out her mane of golden brown hair and Akito seemed pleased. Tohru
blushed slightly when she gazed at him, she found him to actually be very
handsome, even if his personality wasn’t. Akito held out his hand for the
ribbons and motioned with his fingers that he wanted them, she placed them
on his palm hesitantly with a soft sigh.
“Now….just, here,” he sat up on one elbow and took her hand in his, moving
it slowly up to her breast, cupping her palm around it. He massaged his
hand over her own, consequently the motion lead to her fondling her own
breast. She felt her nipple harden and her eyes grew wider from the
movement, her face flushing with embarrassment. There was a rustle at the
door but Tohru didn’t hear it, only Akito looked passed her and smiled when
he saw their visitor.
“Ahh Gure-san, won’t you come join us?” Akito said leaning back down on his
pillow. Tohru spun around to look behind her and nearly died of
embarrassment as she saw Shigure standing in the doorway, dressed in his
best black suit.
“Shigure-san!” she exclaimed, not knowing whether to be relieved or
mortified by his sudden appearance.
“Ahh, Hai Tohru-kun,” he said cheerfully, not even a bit curious about why
she was there on Akito’s bed.
“Gure-san, shut the door,” Akito said, raising his eyebrows in a slight
smirk. The other man slid the door back to its place before closing the
lock on it with an wicked grin of his own. He came to sit on the edge of
the bed, eying Tohru like a juicy steak, his fingers slowly intertwining
with his tie so he could loosen it.
“Make this interesting,” Akito smiled, folding his arms above his head and
settling down for the show. Shigure nodded and Tohru shrank back from him a
little, when he took off his tie completely and opened a few buttons from
his dress shirt.
“That meeting with Mit-chan was so boring,” Shigure sighed as he climbed
onto the bed next to Akito and Tohru on all fours. He slinked up Akito’s
form and bent down to steal a kiss from his lips as Tohru started to slowly
inch off the bed. Her actions had not gone unnoticed though and she felt
her hands being dragged behind her by force as she was pulled backwards,
her panties sliding off one hip in the process.
“Please….Shigure-san, I don’t want to..” she mumbled quickly but stopped
when she felt something wrap tightly around her breasts, first above them
and then beneath them. She looked down and saw Shigure’s tie cutting into
her skin while her hands were being joined at the wrists by, what she
guessed were the ribbons that Yuki had given her. She struggled against the
bonds but they were so tight, she feared her circulation being cut off. A
pair of hands pulled her backwards and a hot mouth closed over hers, as she
felt the futon underneath her once more. Akito had drawn her against him
and now his embrace was too strong to get up from. The soft tongue lapped
at her mouth like it was made from honey, and she squirmed in his grip.
“Ne Tohru-kun, getting excited huh?” Shigure said in her ear as she felt
his hand rest on her leg. She wanted to scream but, Akito’s suffocating
kiss was thwarting all her attempts to do so. His fingers played on her
thigh and inched up to the hem of her panties, rolling an index finger back
and forth against it. She closed her eyes and felt faint, when the kiss
finally broke and Akito settled on nibbling her neck. Tohru only had time
to gasp before Shigure lifted himself on one arm, to keep from touching her
chest with his own and leaned down to bite her lower lip. She did yelp this
time, and her eyes were wild with thoughts of escaping this entanglement of
limbs. The results she earned were a thousand small kisses from Shigure all
over her mouth before he finally gripped her head with his hand and clamped
his mouth on hers, his tongue lashing wildly in her mouth. His hair was
brushing against her cheeks and forehead, tickling her face lightly, it
almost made her want to laugh. She realized she was actually enjoying their
gropes and kisses and to show for it, she met Shigure’s hungry kiss with
her own. He stopped and looked at her in secret smile, and she smiled back
before realizing his fingers were on her lips. Her tongue darted out slowly
to one of them and he raised an eyebrow, carefully inserting this thumb
into her small mouth. She licked at it tenderly before beginning to suck on
his skin, and he suddenly pulled it back, brushing her face with his hand.
He sat back on his knees and began to unbutton his shirt until it was
completely open and his hard chest was exposed to her eager eyes.
Tohru’s expression grew shocked however, when suddenly she felt something
biting her nipple and looked down to see Akito’s teeth pulling back on her
skin.
“Aiiiiiiiiiii!,” she screamed loudly as the pain grew more unbearable.
While Shigure had been kissing her, Akito had taken the opportunity to
expose her breasts, her bra still on, but the cups now tucked beneath the
round globes of skin, holding her flesh up like a trophy. Tohru winced and
bit her lip as his fingers ardently cupped her breasts and held them to his
mouth. Her nipples grew round and firm as his warm breath caressed each one
before a hungry tongue swooped down lazily to flick at them. Tohru looked
over to Shigure with pleading eyes but he only grinned at her and massaged
her thigh with a rough grip.
“Pl….Please Akito-san…” she managed to gasp in between her moaning.
“Mhmm?” Shigure purred as Akito’s grip on her relaxed and Tohru finally was
able to breath again. She looked away shamefully as he knelt closer to her
breasts and gave them a light flick of his tongue which made her squirm.
Shigure had already moved to the edge of the futon and was soon standing on
the floor next to the platform, beckoning Tohru with a pat on the silky
material in front of him. She stared down from where she lay and blinked
before rising up into sitting position.
“You’d better hurry up and go,” chided Akito as his finger slowly traced
down her leg. She looked down and nodded hesitantly before leaning forward
to get onto her knees. The bonds made it hard to walk but she slowly made
her way to where Shigure was waiting. His black hair now had fallen into
his eyes while he gazed down on Tohru’s exposed breasts.
“Tohru-kun, come here my darling girl,” Shigure smiled and licked his lips
slowly. He eyed Akito behind her, who was probably enjoying the view of
Tohru’s hips as they swayed because of her awkward walk. Tohru nodded
obediently again and settled back on her haunches when she reached his
side. She felt someone behind her, who had taken a hold of her upper arms
firmly. She felt herself being pulled back slightly as something was being
pressed against her hands.
“What’s going on-!” she exclaimed in a surprised tone but soon Shigure’s
finger was at her lips to silence her. She looked at him with pleading eyes
that were glistening in the soft sunlit room, as if she were about to cry.
She felt the weight of Akito’s arm encircling her waist, pulling her slowly
backwards against him once more. His hands trailed up the sides of her
stomach, fingers brushing along her skin so tenderly and she sighed gently.
Shigure learned forward on one hand and with the other had begun brushing
his fingertips against the length of her leg, reaching up towards the hem
of her skirt. Tohru’s eyes followed his fingers moving up to the tops of
her thighs before his hand rested on her inner thigh.
“Tohru-kun has such nice soft skin,” Shigure said more to himself than
anyone as he bent down to place a kiss on her ankle. His lips traced a path
up to her knee where it ended with a soft lick that made Tohru close her
eyes. With a long sweep of his tongue, he left a wet path on her thigh that
ended just below her skirt’s hemline.
“You don’t need this Tohru-kun,” he cooed with a smile, his slender fingers
now working at the zipper on the side of her lavender skirt.
“Shigure-san I don’t want to do this….” Tohru sighed and leaned her head
into the crook of Akito’s neck. A light kiss touched her neck and she
sighed again, not wanting it but enjoying it all the same. Another kiss
came and the soft pucker of lips and tongue that worked up and down from
shoulder blade to earlobe. At the same time she left her skirt being pulled
from under her, the futon’s cool sheets felt good against her legs and she
tried to take pleasure in all the new sensations.
“Waiiiii!” Tohru screamed and sat up with a start, noticing for the first
time that Shigure had also removed her underwear and now both him and Akito
were staring at the light brown tuft of hair between her legs. Her cheeks
flushed incredibly and for the first time she struggled hard against
Akito’s solid grip, not wanting to be embarrassed any more.
“Ahh, gomen gomen. Ne, can’t I just have a little peek? It would brighten
my day so much,” pouted Shigure as he inched his hand between her thighs.
“Akito-san, Shigure-san I…Please!” Tohru pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears.
Akito wrapped his fingers in her hair and yanked it back hard as she gasped
in pain.
“Remember what you said,” Akito purred into her ear while his other hand
nimbly twisted one if her nipples roughly between two fingers.
“Owww! Alright, alright…..” she sobbed, turning her head away while moving
her legs slightly apart. Shigure sat down on the first step of the platform
and took hold of Tohru’s ankles to pull her forward a little. She looked
up, rather surprised as he lifted them apart, now one leg supported on each
of his shoulders. She tried to pull them back but he held firmly to her
ankles until she finally settled down. Akito simply watched, holding her
against his chest like a cherished doll. Shigure’s fingers found their way
up her inner thigh, to the soft mound of hair that was barely visible since
her hips were so close together. Delicately, he ran his index and middle
fingers over her outer lips in a caressing “v” shape that made Tohru pull
her legs together, trapping his hand between them. He looked up at her
face, enjoying her horrified expression and moved his middle finger lower,
along the slit of her skin as it made its way slightly past it threatening
to delve deeper.
“Unhh, Shigure-san Iaiiiii!,” her voice peaked into a sharp squeal as his
finger tested its position.
“Relax Tohru-kun, it’ll be easier that way,” whispered Akito in her ear,
his hot breath a distant reminder of her presence in his arms. She tried to
lean into him and relaxed her legs once more, feeling Shigure’s finger move
upward along her slit. It tensed there and touched against something made
Tohru’s belly feel as if it were on fire. She didn’t know what to think, as
Shigure’s probing finger began a slow massage of her skin, only that it
felt strangely good. He started a slow rhythm that made Tohru lean hard
against Akito, her head thrown back in ecstasy onto his shoulder.
“Anhhh…annhh,” Tohru panted with her eyes closed, her mind not even
registering anything around her anymore. All she could hear was her own
haggard breath that came in gasps and pants. Her legs rubbed against
Shigure’s neck, as his head inched forward between them.
