Seduced

Stealing control from Tohru, Hatori changed their rhythm and pace; keeping a firm grip on her.
Feeling pre-cum drip into her, he slightly lifted her from him. He had to withdraw from her before he climaxed without her.

Tohru whimpered at Hatori's threat to withdraw from her.
She wriggled and pushed herself down on him. She refused to move until she was satisfied.
His pre-cum squirted into her, making her harshly gasp; the warmth within her--a taste of things yet to happen--it drove her crazy.
She moved harder and faster against him.

Releasing his hold on her hair, Hatori lightly brushed the tips of his fingers down her body, enjoying the shivers he sent her.
Stopping where they joined, he played with her clit. He wanted to bring her to the point of ecstacy, forcing her to give into the orgasm she was supressing.

Leaning forward, letting her hair fall all around her, she moaned.
Even in their love-making, Hatori had still found a way to tease her.
Gasping, her nails dug into the covers; her body quivered as her core pulsated against Hatori's member.
Her pent-up orgasm was finally released, rocking her body to new heights.

Gritting his teeth, Hatori felt his muscles flex as he came with her.
Moving his hands, he reached for her, pulling her down until they were inches apart; keeping her at a safe distance, he turned her until she was under him.
Balancing himself on all fours, he pushed further into her. He had to have more of her. . .there was no compromising.
Pushing harder into her and then slowly withdrawing from her, he teased her with his own rhthym as his breath turned from pants to little gasps.

This is what she needed, this is what her body ached for.
Relief.
Her body was no longer abused by Hatori's teasing. She felt something more. . .something she couldn't explain without confusing lust with love.
Grasping firmly onto his forearms, Tohru let her nails bite into him as she brought her hips up to meet his time and time again.
"Ha-ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i!"

His name sounded to her as if it had been ripped out from her throat in a long agonizing cry.
Sheld fld feel a the mixture of their passion slowly trickle down her legs as she was filled with his searing hot white-gold.
The feeling of him pushing harder within her, kept her at her peak; urging her to climb higher and higher to the crest of passion with him until she fell back to her reality from exhaustion.

Panting, she could feel little beads of sweat on her brow as a little brook of sweat coursed its way down between the valley of her breasts.
Her heart was pounding so hard, it was like she had ran from across town just to fall into bed with the insatiable Dragon.
Just the thought of it, made her quiver with delight as she closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. She hoped Hatori hadn't taken notice of her rising blush.
'One day, maybe one day. . .I'll get the chance to do that.'

It seemed as if the Dragon hadn't finished with the damsel.
As Tohru's limp body fell back onto the bed--forcing him to withdraw from her--he found himself still unable to stop cumming.
He came over her abdomen.
He really hadn't meant to, but she had felt so good and it had been a very long time since he had let a woman bring him pleasure, that he found it hard to stop. . .until the Dragon within decided to slumber again.
"I'm sorry Tohru." He closed his eyes. He swallowed hard, almost choking with embarrassment. "I didn't mean do that. . ." He shifted to the edge of the bed. "I'll get a cloth."

Before Hatori had a chance to escape, Tohru grabbed at one of his arms.

He looked at her with questioning eyes.

She silently shook her head. She took one of her fingers and wiped up part of the smear, bringing it to her lips, she licked her finger clean before repeating the process until she had cleaned herself.
"Let me clean you."

Scurrying to her knees, she crawled over to him, like a panther stalking its prey.
Pouncing, her tongue darted out, lapping at the taste of his cum. . .savouring it. Drawing his member into her mouth, she suckled.

Without his body communicating with his mind; one of his hands clamped around the base of his member, holding it in her mouth, allowing her to keep herself steady on all fours.
He pushed himself deeper into her mouth until his tip could feel the back of her throat.
As she moved her mouth back and forth, he silently groaned. 'She's no Onigiri. . .she's a Sucubus!'

Finally drained of cum, he released his hand from himself and moved back, forcing Tohru to let him withdraw.
"You are a VERY bad girl Tohru. . .at this rate, you're going to give me a perminant erection!" He spoke in a low harsh tone as laughter laced his voice. "But I must admit, you do do one hell of a clean up job."

With her eyes widening, Tohru nibbled on her lower lip; unsure if it was a complement or an insult.
Unable to answer, she pulled the bedcovers down and slipped under them.
She waited for Hatori to join her.

It was the longest of moments--even if it was only seconds--before Hatori slid into his bed beside the woman the Dragon had toyed with.
"I'm sorry if I was too rough. . ." He kissed her shoulders as he ran a finger up and down her back. "It's just that I've never had a woman in my bed. . .since Kana."

Tohru stayed still.
She waited for him to say something--anything--about her own performance only moments earlier.

"I guess I'm so use to knowing what Kana liked; in everything I did with you, it reminded me of the way I felt with her; I just.lostlost control."
With the last word spoken, Hatori grimaced. It was a stupid thing to say after such an intimate moment.
It was her first time of being intimate with someone, he should have allowed her to burn the pleasurable moments and passion into her mind. Instead, he ruined it; just as Akito had ruined his happiness.

Stiffening, Tohru felt hot tears well up in her eyes and slip down her cheeks; staining the pillow on one side.
She couldn't believe Hatori--the one man she had ever loved--had compared her to his ex-lover.

As Tohru sat up, she felt the cool night breeze touch her skin for the first time since she had entered the Dragon's lair. She had forgotten Hatori had slightly left his sliding doors open.
"I should go. . ." She cocked her head to one side. 'Hmph,' she almost laughed. 'Déjà vu. . .'
Her one moment of happiness had been crushed and swept away, leaving her with nothing but tears and dissolving memories.
"You could have closed the door, or did you want someone spying on this. . .this. . ."
Sighing, she left the last word unspoken; it was useless. The night should never have happened.

Wincing, Hatori sat up in bed.
Opening his mouth to say something, he found himself at a loss for words as he watched the fragile girl gather her belongings and storm out of his bedroom.
As quick as she had blown into his life, she had left just as quickly.
Hearing movement outside, Hatori threw a glance over his shoulder.

Someone HAD been watching.