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Arisa had been the one to mention it. She and Tohru had been casually talking about their relationships one day when the topic of sex had come up. Of course, Tohru’s cheeks had been the color of the ripest spring tomato and so hot they could challenge the sun itself, but she managed to power through somehow. She had been curious to hear someone else’s experiences, even at the cost of her own overwhelming embarrassment.
Neither went into graphic detail as they shared their stories with one another, but Arisa had given enough information for Tohru to conclude that she had a decent amount of experience in this area. At least, much more than Tohru herself.
Since their first time that night alone in the house, Kyo and Tohru hadn’t had another chance for anything more heated than a few lingering kisses here and there. When living in a house with two other people who seemed to be home more often than not (and somehow always conveniently at different times), finding time for intimacy was difficult. Sure, they could’ve fooled around in one of their rooms while the others were still home. But they had both agreed that they didn’t want to risk being heard, or even worse, caught in the act by either Yuki or Shigure. But as each day went on living in that house, Tohru grew a little more frustrated. She could tell that Kyo felt the same. As sad as it would be on the day they moved away, it would bring with it a sense of immense relief at finally being alone; it would be heaven. They were both counting down the days.
When the subject of oral sex came up in their conversation, Tohru had practically imploded right then and there. While she had very much enjoyed when Kyo had used his mouth to pleasure her, the thought of giving him something like that in return made her flare up with equal parts trepidation, embarrassment, and arousal. She couldn’t deny that the idea intrigued her tremendously, but her fear of failing and disappointing Kyo was at the forefront of her mind.
She voiced as much to Arisa, who easily dismissed the notion immediately. “You know as well as anyone else that you could never do anything to make him love you less. Besides, he’s a man. I’m sure he would appreciate anything you did to him,” Arisa had stated with a completely serious face, not a single hint of discomfort at the subject, even while Tohru’s face burned.
Ever since then, the idea had taken root in Tohru’s mind and grew steadily every day. Her desire to have Kyo to herself was reaching a boiling point. If they didn’t find a chance soon, bursting like a firecracker was a very good possibility.
The gods must have finally taken pity on them. About a week after her insightful discussion with Arisa, the couple found themselves suddenly alone in the house. Shigure had gone out for drinks with Hatori, Ayame, and Mayu, and if anyone knew anything about the dog, they knew he would most definitely need to be babysat for the rest of the night by an annoyed doctor.
The young trio had been casually sitting in the living room that evening when the doorbell wrang, cutting through the peaceful ambiance like an airhorn. Yuki had begrudgingly gotten up to investigate the disturbance, only to be hauled away kicking and screaming by a laughing Kakeru who was rambling on about some kind of last-minute event that they were going to, assuring with a wink that he would return the sweet prince before dawn.
Kyo and Tohru sat in stunned silence for a total of 10 seconds. Then one heated glance at each other was all it took to have the two glued together and scrambling onto the couch faster than what should have been humanly possible. She situated herself in his lap as their mouths sought each other out with the accuracy of heat-seeking missiles, drawn to one another like magnets. Tohru’s head was starting to spin with need as their kisses grew heated, tongues searching and caressing until she couldn’t think of anything except the feeling of the orange-haired man beneath her.
They stayed like that for several minutes, exploring each other’s mouths like it was the first time all over again. At some point, she had lost her skirt and blouse, leaving her in just her bra and panties; Kyo’s shirt was also missing, although she couldn’t remember when that had been removed.
With each passing moment, Tohru felt herself grow more desperate. She wanted more. The idea that had been blossoming in her mind for the past few days suddenly became clear. Her hesitancy felt like a distant memory, replaced by a familiar hunger. She was ready.
Tohru broke the kiss, breathing hard against his lips. She mustered up as much courage as she could before speaking. “I-I want to try something,” she whispered, gazing into his eyes while she spoke.
“Okay,” Kyo said softly, a pleasant curiosity rising through his haze of arousal.
This was it. Tohru swallowed before slowly sliding herself off of Kyo’s lap and down onto the floor in front of the couch. Nestling herself in between his legs, she held his eyes as he watched her start to reach for his belt. Then she saw his breath catch and realization dawn on his face. She couldn’t help the amusement she felt at the conflicting emotions currently waging a war on his features. Shock, apprehension, hope, delight, lust. He seemed to finally settle on aroused apprehension before rushing to speak.
“T-Tohru, you don’t have to—”
“I want to.” She knew what he would say before he said it. His concern and consideration for her were things that she adored about him, but those feelings could be a hinderance if she didn’t put his doubts to rest swiftly. After several moments of internal struggling, Kyo relented with a small nod.
“Okay, but if you don’t like it or if it’s too much—"
“I’ll stop, I promise,” she interrupted again, squashing his worries as best she could. He gave another tiny nod.
With Kyo’s uncertainty appeased for now, Tohru eagerly returned to her task of undoing his belt. She had never done this before, she mused idly, undressed someone else. It sent a small thrill through her at the thought of the fiery boy letting her remove his clothes.
Contrary to what people might suspect, Kyo turned out to be surprisingly docile and submissive in bed. He had let Tohru take the lead in their previous escapade, and it seemed to be the same this time. Whether he would always be like this in the bedroom or not, she wasn’t sure. But for now, it gave her confidence and comfort being the one in control. Having her way with Kyo was proving to be one of her new favorite pastimes.
After successfully unbuckling his belt, Kyo reached to help her slide his pants down with shaking hands until they reached his ankles before kicking them away. Tohru bit her lip as she stared at his clothed erection. There was an intriguing damp spot at the tip where he was leaking. An impulse came over her.
Tohru curiously brought her hand up to gently run her fingers along the outline of his length. Kyo inhaled sharply as his cock twitched at the attention. He was so responsive. It made her feel hot between her legs.
Feeling brave, she took a hold of the waistband of his boxer briefs and paused. Just like he had done for her, she looked up at him in silent question. “Go ahead,” he breathed, his voice trembling with a combination of nerves and arousal.
Tohru gave him a pleased smile before steadily pulling his underwear downward. His cock sprung forward in a quick motion before landing against his toned belly. Kyo hissed and sighed in relief as his erection was freed from its confines.
She froze. Obviously she had seen him completely nude before, this being their second time like this (and if you counted all of the times after he had transformed). But she had never been this close. At this range, she could see everything. The sparse trail of orange hair on his naval, leading enticingly downward where it met the soft thatch of orange curls. The prominent vein on the underside of his shaft. His tight balls nestled up close to his erection. The gentle throbbing of his cock as he pulsed with need. The copious amount of clear fluid leaking against his tanned stomach. Tohru felt heat rushing from her belly down to her throbbing clit. She never imagined the sight of another person would have this kind of effect on her.
Belatedly, she realized she had been staring for a while. Raising her head to look up at her lover, she took in the sight of him. Kyo had his head tilted back against the couch, an arm thrown over his eyes as he breathed heavily. Even beneath the cover, she could see that his cheeks were on fire. Bringing her eyes back down to the object of her interest, she licked her lips. No time like the present.
He let out a muffled grunt as Tohru gently took a hold of him with one hand and pulled his cock toward her mouth. Slowly leaning forward, she started with a delicate kiss to the tip. Kyo gasped loudly at the touch, clearly not expecting it. Tasted like skin with a hint of salt. Deciding she liked the taste, Tohru went back in for a few experimental kitten licks just under the head. He tensed beneath her. It felt as though Kyo was trying to keep his hips from twitching at each touch of her tongue, with only marginal success.
That wouldn’t do. She wanted to see him lose control. With no warning, she took the head into her warm mouth. That seemed to do the trick. A loud moan erupted from his throat, seemingly against his will. Interesting.
Next, she tried swirling her tongue around the tip, while her hand stroked from the base of his shaft upward and back down again. Apparently, this was the correct move. Kyo groaned deep in his chest as his hands shot down to grip the edge of the couch with white knuckles. This was the hottest thing Tohru had ever seen. She moaned around him, the vibrations sending his head shooting back, baring his throat.
Gaining confidence, Tohru started bobbing her head in earnest, spurred on by his sounds of pleasure. She alternated between applying gentle suction and sliding her tongue along the underside, gauging his reaction. She could only fit about half of him in her mouth, but he didn’t seem to mind one bit. Kyo was surprisingly but deliciously vocal, she thought to herself with a shiver. It was driving her wild in the best way.
“Oh god… oh my god, Tohru, oh fuck,” Kyo started rambling through whimpers, his hips trembling with the effort of keeping still. Every sound he made sent a spike of pleasure right down to her already swollen and throbbing clit. Her arousal was building alarmingly quickly as she pulled up to suck on the head of his cock, until she couldn’t take the pressure anymore. She reached her hand down into her underwear to press at the sweet spot of intense pleasure, letting out a hum of relief as she circled the small nub with her finger, trying to remember the way Kyo had done it to her.
When Kyo finally managed to open his eyes and look down at her between his legs, she could see the moment he noticed where her right hand was. His eyes widened, the blush on his cheeks somehow growing even darker. A surprised groan broke through his chest like it had been ripped out of him as his legs started to shake. The sight of her sucking him off while simultaneously pleasuring herself was clearly proving to be too much for him.
“Oh fuck, Tohru, s-stop! You have to stop, I-I’m close!” Kyo whimpered, his chest heaving. “Shit! I’m gonna—"
Tohru barely had enough time to pull off of him and point his length away from her face. She watched, completely enraptured, as he sobbed in pleasure. Kyo’s hips bucked into her hand where she still held him; she felt his cock start to pulse and twitch, thick ropes of pearly liquid shooting from the tip onto his stomach and chest, landing as far as his collarbone. His face was twisted in absolute bliss, eyes closed, eyebrows drawn together while his mouth hung open, letting out breathy ah ah ahs.
She did that. Kyo was like this… because of her.
It was too much. His face, his noises, the feeling of his release in her hand; Tohru couldn’t take it anymore. All at once, she felt the pressure condense to a single point between her legs before bursting. She gasped and cried out, pressing her forehead to his still trembling thigh, her whole body shaking as her finger instinctively continued to rub circles on her throbbing clit. Hot waves of pleasure rolled through her body, the image of what she had just seen replaying behind her tightly closed eyes. She had never seen anything so beautiful or arousing as the love of her life completely losing himself in pleasure; pleasure that she had given him.
Several minutes passed with only the sounds of their heavy breathing. Once her high had subsided slightly, Tohru slowly brought her head up off of his leg to peer up at him with heavy-lidded eyes. He was looking down at her with a look of awe, still panting from his own orgasm. She couldn’t help but glance down at his chest where the evidence of his release was cooling on his skin, blushing at how erotic he looked in the aftermath.
“That was… what the hell. Where did that come from?” Kyo questioned, looking pleasantly confused.
“I-I… I don’t know. I just wanted to… make you feel good,” Tohru answered softly, looking away in embarrassment, heat rising in her cheeks again.
Kyo smiled warmly. “You’re something else,” he chuckled, fondness coloring his words. Tohru returned his smile, moving up to kiss him. “You succeeded. Thank you,” he whispered against her lips before giving her a playful nip.
Heaven was anywhere with him, Tohru decided.