Quick Summary: Tohru and….A…Akito? *smirk* and a special guest
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Shigure’s lips hovered above Tohru’s inner thigh while his fingers
retracted from her skin. They glistened, wet with her juices as he brought
them to his lips for a taste. His tongue rolled over them, savoring her
flavor like a fine wine. Akito’s hands caressed her sides and she rolled
her head to face him with gleaming eyes, their lips so close. A wet tongue
ventured forth and drew a line across her bottom lip, that stood out in an
endearing pout. His hand ran over her arm and clasped the back of her neck,
entwining his fingers once more in her hair. She closed her eyes and felt
her head being drawn forward as his mouth covered her own in an indolent
kiss. Her tongue caressed Akito’s for a split second, before she felt
Shigure’s mouth between her legs. Her eyes closed in a wince, feeling his
hands pull her hips down, her legs now spread on the futon like a flower in
summertime. Her moans were caught up between kisses and soft pinches of her
nipples. Slowly she felt herself being lowered down, on her back and Akito
was now above her. His lips had only left hers for a moment as he shifted
his weight from beneath her. Still holding her head, he propped up two
pillows beneath it so she could see.
“Uhh…Ohhh...aiii,” she repeated with a pant and shut her eyes tightly
against the pleasure of Shigure’s tongue on the soaked folds of her flesh.
His tongue felt like velvet, stroking along the sides of her core like a
persistent child with a piece of candy. Akito moved backward and wrapped
his arms around Shigure’s shoulders, then trailed his fingers across the
man’s chest. Catching hold of his chin, he pulled Shigure halfheartedly
away from his task. Shigure looked up with heavy-lidded eyes and licked
his lips before wrapping his arms around Akito’s waist. He pulled the
younger man to him slowly, as he slightly tilted his head sideways. Akito
knelt on the first step and ran his fingers across Shigure’s face before
brushing his tongue over his lips. The two met in a passionate entanglement
of tongues, while Tohru watched them between the globes of her breasts.
Akito held onto Shigure’s face as he placed his fingers on his shirt to
pull it off, letting it slip to the floor beneath them. Shigure’s mouth
pulled back, inches away from Akito’s before caressing his lips with his
fingers and delivering another livid kiss. Akito broke free and turned to
look at Tohru, spread-eagled on the futon with an eager expression on his
face. He pulled Shigure forward as he himself advanced between Tohru’s
inviting legs. She inched back slightly with a sharp intake of breath put
soon hands were on her hips, pulling her back closer. She felt the men’s
fingers reaching out and spreading her nether lips to expose the small nub
of flesh they intended to attack with their tongues. She cried out as two
slippery forms dashed against her skin with their tongues, moving in
opposite directions.
“Hmmmh hmmhhh,” she groaned feeling herself being pulled open like a
sumptuous fruit being eaten from the inside out. Her skin felt aflame,
sweat now beginning to bead on her brow as her pleasure mounted to new a
level. Tohru felt an implausible knot of tension nurtured between her legs
and she didn’t know what do to other than scream out to release it.
“What a delicious honey blossom; I could eat this all day,” murmured
Akito against her wet skin, making shivers travel down her spine from
feeling his warm breath. His tongue resumed its swordfight with Shigure’s
against her flesh, as the two men kissed each other then herself.
“How do you think we should do this?” questioned Shigure between
slurps and kisses in a breathy tone.
“She should have a chance to know what it really feels like,” hummed
Akito as he licked along her thigh. As if by some secret signal, they both
stopped their feast and looked up to the distressed girl. She felt the
feeling ebb back but then return tenfold in her desire for them to
continue. She gasped and licked her lips unknowingly wanting something
more.
“Ne Tohru-kun, would you like some more?” Shigure smiled, trailing
his finger teasingly over her skin before pulling it back again. The girl
nodded, in a daze she felt herself being lifted from the bed by her
shoulders, her legs closing over her slick skin as she was made to sit up.
Nimble hands worked the knots at her arms and wrists until they were free,
and she leaned back against her redeemer. Her skin felt cooler as roaming
hands searched to undress her completely, until she sat naked in the middle
of the futon between the two men. Akito reached out his hand to pull her
face to his, while Shigure subsequently pulled forth her hips until she was
on all fours. While Akito kissed her mouth and fondled her breasts, she had
no idea what Shigure was planning.
“Waiiiii, Hmmmh,” she grunted loudly as something touched her
momentary between her legs and then seemed to somehow thrust inside her
belly. A dull, but prominent pain flowed from her slit into her abdomen
that she couldn’t stand to feel and wanted to be rid of. She tried to turn
her face to look back at Shigure but Akito drew her back into his
persistent kiss. He broke it suddenly and moved back, his chest becoming
exposed as the belt to his kimono was now hanging loosely to one side. He
pulled it open completely, letting it fall on the bed. Tohru’s eyes were
lined with tears now, but her expression changed to that of surprise as she
saw Akito’s cock jump from his robes, only inches from her face.
“Don’t be shy,” Akito smiled down as his hand wrapped around its base
early. A small drop of fluid had escaped its bulbous head as he pulled back
and forth on the skin as if to show it off to her. She looked up to him,
confused and undoubtedly embarrassed because her cheeks blushed copiously.
“Have a taste,” he suggested, pushing the tip of it to her lips in a
lewd way. The skin of it touched her lips and the one drop of fluid smeared
across them, leaving a shiny trail on her cherub-like mouth. She hesitated
greatly and a tear rolled down her cheek as her lips slowly came apart to
receive his member.
“Ohhh…,” moaned Akito as the tip crawled over her small tongue,
aiming deeper into her throat. She panicked, not knowing what to do and
accidentally clenched her teeth together slightly. She immediately felt a
hand tug her hair back sharply as her teeth clamped down.
“Ungh, don’t do that Tohru-kun,” Akito said in a somewhat angry voice
as he held the back of her head gently, his cock now advancing slowly into
her mouth. She had a worried expression on her face, not quite knowing what
was going to happen but soon it disappeared with a look of anguish. Tohru’s
slit felt like it was being ripped open by some monstrously large object
that did not relent. Shigure’s moans had been quiet until then, but soon
they echoed in her ears while he pushed his hips back and forth against
her. She could feel something slapping against her skin apart from the
unbearable throbbing that plagued the space between her legs. Shigure’s
hands held tightly to her hips, synching up the motion between them which
consequently pushed her mouth forward, taking in more of Akito’s cock. She
mumbled something but it was impossible to make out the words.
“Ne Shigure, go easy…ungh, her mouth is too tight on me,” Akito
growled with one eye closed, his cock nearly set in Tohru’s throat. She
choked slightly but neither male seemed to notice, Shigure actually moaned
tighter as her coughs contracted her groin muscles as well.
“Mmm…hmm, Akito think you can push in a little further?” Shigure’s
face looked somehow in a bout of deep pain mixed with pleasure while his
pace quickened. Akito gave a small thrust and Tohru’s eyes widened in
despair, her hand went up to push his torso away but he held onto her
shoulders effortlessly.
“Ahh she is too scared for this…it will never work,” grunted Akito as
he pulled his hips back. His cock finally free of her mouth, she began to
gasp for air and gave a small whimper of displeasure with the whole
situation.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum if she coughs one more time,” Shigure said
grinding his teeth, one hand now pushing Tohru down into the futon as he
supported his weight on top of her. Her nails were scraping against the
sheets in agony while Akito began to stroke his throbbing member.
“Why? Why are you doing this?!” she murmured more to herself than them. Her
hips now rising and falling rapidly in time with Shigure’s speedy pace.
Neither answered her, seemingly both consumed by their need to pleasure
themselves.
“Ungh, unghhh….yes…squeeze harder!” Shigure’s breath came in gulps of
air while Tohru buried her face in the sheets beneath her. At the very last
moment, Shigure’s hands tightened on her hips and something felt very hot
inside her all the sudden. Her pelvis grinded down and the tension that had
been building up between her legs released in an sensual orgasm that nearly
made her faint. Waves of pleasure seemed to wash over the sensitive place
between her thighs while her face became shaded by her sweaty tangle of
hair.
“Ohhhh! Mmm! UNGH!” she screamed at the very peak of her bliss as
something wet and warm trickled down her the insides of her legs. Shigure
collapsed backwards on his knees finally retracting his cock from the folds
of her tight flesh reluctantly.
“That was better than anything I’ve ever had, even Mit-chan isn’t
this tight,” Shigure laughed to himself more than anyone else. His pants
hung down his hips, open in the front where his now limp prick smeared
against his black pants, leaving a trail of cum. Tohru was still bent over
on all fours, trying to catch her breath from the ordeal, a small hand went
up to her face to brush away the sweat and hair before she lay on her side.
Shigure let his pants slip off as he leaned forward and crawled above
Tohru’s exhausted form. His hand went up to her face and turned it upwards
to face him. Bending down he licked her lips slowly, his hair brushing
against her face once more. Despite her small protests he smoothed her hair
away and began to kiss her full on the mouth, while a hand cupped her
breast sluggishly. She arched her back a bit but soon found herself
returning the kiss while her hands roved over his chest. He pulled back his
face and smiled on her gently.
“Tohru-kun and I will be having lots of fun while the cat and mouse
are away from now on, ne?” he grinned and pinched her nipple lightly as he
glanced to Akito. The other man was leaning back on the futon, stroking
himself slowly as he looked to Shigure through half lidded eyes.
“Shigure…” said Akito coming forth to lay next to Tohru. The other
man looked at him and smiled while inching back from her. Her eyes moved
over Akito’s advancing form and then closed, wanting to be away from
everything at that moment. He wasted no time, slowly crawling between her
legs, pulling them around his hips as he kneeled in front of her. Her hands
went up to stop him but he held her tiny wrists with one hand above her
head. In a quick moment, he plunged himself inside of her and elicited a
loud groan from her lips.
“You’re a thorn in my side, Tohru,” Akito grunted while he stabbed
his hips against hers. She dug her head into the pillow and bucked her hips
up while he rammed into her.
“At least this way, I have some use for you,” he said with a grunt
that indicated he was close to cumming. In a short moment, Tohru felt
another wave of warmth inside of her like she had with Shigure, but this
time there was no pleasure in it. With a loud groan Akito slinked backwards
to pull out of her used flesh.
“I’m done with her,” he said as waved an absent hand to Shigure.
“Hmm,” Shigure said as he pulled on his clothes.
“Well, get her out of my sight,” Akito grumbled with a smirk at
Tohru. She only closed her eyes and curled up in a ball, it was the only
thing she could think to do.
“Ne, get dressed,” Shigure said as he threw her clothes next to her
on the bed but, she didn’t even look at them. He gave her a small nudge
with his hand on her hip and she choked back a sob before beginning to get
dressed. Akito had by now pulled on his purple robe and sat on the edge of
the futon with his back turned to them.
“Come again tomorrow,” he said with a harsh tone and then rose to his
feet. Tohru was done with her clothes but felt cheap and dirty now that she
had to deal with this constant wetness between her legs. She couldn’t wait
to get home to shower.
“Alright… Akito-san,” she sniffled and got to her feet, wanting to
leave as soon as possible.
“Tomorrow, I want Yuki as well,” Akito added while her and Shigure
were heading out of the room. Shigure nodded a little disappointed and then
pulled Tohru forward by her elbow as they exited into the main hallway.
