The Sohma Litters *a Traditions Sequel*

Sorry for the delay in updates. Oh the joy of publishing. I got bogged down on the work for my book, and now it is delayed once again.
Should be out by February, I Hope

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Prolong the day

Yuki’s POV

I fought a wave of nausea that had begun to accompany the transformation as Ansa wrapped her arms around me and I was once more shrinking into the small size of my rodent body. It was this falling into myself that seemed to bring on the vertigo and then stomach cramping.
I crawled out of the piles of clothing only to find the colors of my world once more vivid and the lines distinct.
It was so worth every minute that I was allowed to view the world like this.
“Could you hold me for a while, Ansa-san? I don’t want to change back right away. I have so much that I want to see in this clarity.” I asked and she scooped me up and stood holding my small body in her strong hands. “I need to see the picture that Yuuhi drew for me. It is hanging on the refrigerator.” I stated and she began to negotiate the halls that led to that room.
There on the highest place was the colored page of Yuuhi’s. It was a landscape with a lake and some trees, a small cabin and a family having a picnic. There was Kyo, Kato and Yuuhi sitting on the blanket and Tsuki and I were bringing the basket.
No, that was not a basket. Yuuhi had depicted me carrying a new baby. He had drawn his new sibling even before it was born. I felt the tears well up in my tiny eyes as I stared at the intricate four-year-old coloring.
“He’s real good for his age, isn’t he?” Ansa asked.
“Yes. I have always known Yuuhi had Kisa’s artistic abilities. She wants to teach him to paint when he is older. I was afraid that I would never see his work.” I answered. “Let’s go see how bad my garden looks,” I said looking away from the picture finally.
Several hours passed and yet Ansa continued to hold me, showing me everything I had missed over the last few months.
I was eternally grateful and kept telling her it was enough, but she stayed on and held me as my eyes went from one item to the next remembering and refreshing my memory of each. I only wished that the boys were back from their day with Ayame and Hatori so I could look each one over for this procedure.
The door opened as we were looking at the pictures Kyo had taken of the boys building a tower in the yard and Kyo walked in.
He looked tired, his scrubs still on under the white coat, and his eyes a little sunken from reading for long hours, but he was the most handsome I had ever seen him as he looked at us and a smile filled his face.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Oh, I just wanted to spend some time looking at things and Ansa was nice enough to let me. She is so patient with me and has kept me transformed for forever today. But, I think we had best let her get home now.” I offered as I climbed into Kyo’s hands and we headed down the hall. With the children gone, we had the rest of the day for each other and after the look he gave me, I needed that.
Ansa let herself out and we never even heard the door close.
Kyo placed me on the bed as he stood back and took off his coat.
I watched him undress and took in each and every detail and as he dropped his pants and crawled over me, pressing kisses to my chest and neck, I finally closed my eyes and let the darkness take me once again.
Then, my eyes flew open once more as the realization filled my mind.
Kyo was kissing me, laving at my neck and nipping behind my ear in the way that drove me crazy.
My Human Ear.
And I could still see him. Him and everything else in the room.
I almost cried out, but what his lips were doing was too priceless and I was fairly certain that my revelation could wait until we were finished.
When Kyo’s hand wrapped tightly around my growing erection and began that slow stroking that I loved, I knew that I was not going to do anything that might stop this now.
I had a chance to watch Kyo make love to me, and I was not about to pass that up.
His kisses turned needy and my legs parted eagerly. He took the hint and with a knowing smirk he pressed his hand down on my sack as he reached for my waiting opening.
His fingers pressed in and I rewarded him with a gasp and a nibble at his chin.
Kyo’s smile was infectious as he looked at me and took in every inch of my face with his longing filled eyes. I loved the way his face told me how much he loved me while his fingers made me ready for the rest of his body to show me too.
My need grew to feel him inside of me and I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer.
Kyo looked a little surprised and then he smiled again. This time with a knowing look that made my insides turn to jelly.
He pulled his fingers out and shifted over me, carefully aiming and thrusting into my ready core.
It was like striking a match to a pile of dry kindling and the fire that his entry started burned quickly through my veins and drove my mind to total distraction.
I cried out and began moving with him in a frenzy of thrusts that forced him deeper and he tried to hold back. I would not allow that as I wrapped my legs tighter, forcing him back into my body and once more igniting my inner fire.
Kyo reacted perfectly, his body beaded with sweat and his movements matching mine to perfection.
Soon, we were all movement and mingled sweat. A dance we had done many times and yet never tired of.
I felt the molten core of my desire break free of its confinement and with it my mouth released the secret that I could hold no longer.
“Ahhh, Kyo! I can’t hold it. I can’t! I love you Kyo! And you are so beautiful! I can see you, Kyo! This is the most wonderful day of my life! Ahhhh, OoooHHH!, Kyo!!!”
and my revelation stunned him only for a second. Faster than my cum could cool on my chest, he was thrusting into me with abandon and releasing into my body. A look of pure joy and excitement overwhelming his face.
He dropped over me and as he caught his breath I took his face in my hands and watched every second of it.
“You,. . .weren’t . . kidding, were you?” he asked as I watched him draw ragged breaths into his lungs.
“I want to capture every second of this. Do you know how much I missed watching you recover from mind blowing sex?” I asked and he began to chuckle deep in his abused lungs.
“Gods, I love you, Yuki!” he said between laughs.
“I missed this so much. I love you, my Kyo.” I offered, watching the sparkle of his crimson eyes. My favorite color, I decided.