Seduced

"Ha'ri."
The named slipped from Tohru's lips in a whisper of pleasure as she gripped the edge of the bench-top, willing herself not to touch Hatori--she had to take things slow or her plan would be over sooner than she anticipated.

Hearing his name in a sighed breath, Hatori paused his kisses and looked at her--green eyes clashing with green eyes.
He had never heard her call him 'Ha'ri' before, no woman had ever spoken his name with so much passion. . .not even Kana.
Overcome by the animal inside him, Hatori pulled her closer.

Sitting herself up, Tohru let go of the bench-top--her body betraying her mind's order to take things slow, her fingers worked at Hatori's waist-coat and tie.
Discarding his waist-coat and tie, Tohru worked at the buttons of the dr's s's shirt, wanting--needing--to feel his skin beneath her finger-tips.
Pulling his shirt free from his pants and let it fall open. Splaying her fingers of both hands over his chest, she ran them up and down as she admired the way heverevered from her touch.

'No. She's not a riceball; she's a vixen--a new Zodiac curse--to me!'
Sucking in his breath, Hatori let it out in a groan.
The simplest of her touches made him stand at the brink of losing all of his self-control.
She was like spring to his winter; he needed her like he needed air.
Still, she seemed oblivious to it. She remained innocent. She betrayed herself with each touch, breath and the slight dart of her tongue trailing over her lower lip as she slowly lowered her lashes.

"God Tohru, the things you do to me. . .I'll be lucky to get through the night with my sanity intact."
Swallowing hard, Hatori decided the vixen held power over him--the power to make him do anything she wanted.
He'd gladly be her puppet, just to have her is bis bed.

"Hmn?" Her eyes sparkled a bright green. "Wh. . .what do I do to you?" She asked innocently.

'Don't play innocent!' Hatori silently growled; he wanted to strip her of her innocence, but instead he snatched up one of her hands and placed it against his erection. "This," he uttered in her ear and flicked his tongue at a baby dragon earring. "This is what you do to me."

With her eyes widening, Tohru tried to hide her shock. . .she failed at it.
"I. . .I. . ." She squeaked out. Swallowing, she polietly cleared her throat. "I did that to you?"
She was sure she was blushing.

Nodding, Hatori let her hand go.
His own hands snaked their way up her silky smooth legs. His fingers played with the hemming of the skirting of her dress before one hand darted through the slits. . .finding the satin scrap of material passing as her underwear.
As his fingers travelled to the centre of her; he let his other hand trail upwards to fondle her breasts--he ached to rid her of Ayame's damn creation and kiss here fre flesh--to pay careful attention to her, to show her all the joys of passion.

Gasping, Tohru found herself gulping in air. Her heart pounded harder than it had ever pounded before--even wHatoHatori's intense kiss, it had never beat as it was doing now.
Clutching onto Ha's a's arms, Tohru leaned forward, resting her head on his shoulder as he sent quake after quake throughout her body.
'Oh please. . .don't let this feeling stop. . .no matter how foreign and torturous it is--I WANT IT!'
She let her ankles lock behind Hatori's knees, keeping him from moving away.

Heat.
He could feel it eminatinating from her, even through the satin material of her underwe She She felt moist to his touch and seemed ready for him just as he was ready for her.
He had to have her or biveniven insane from her seduction.

"Tohru. . ." He breathed, his own heart pounding at double time.
He found it hard to breathe; each breath quicker and shorter than the last.
His need for her was growing at a rapid pace--the great dragon within was demanding to be released.

Determined.
She was not going to be rushed, no matter how much Hatori was driving her crazy.
'I can't give in. . .I can't. . .not just yet. . .but his touches. . .'
She wondered how much more Hatori could take from her--even she was finding it hard--somewhere between their touching, she had forgotten who was actually seducing who.

"Ha'ri. . ." she whispered as she looked at him through lowered lashes.
She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. . .his lips dangerously close to hers.
"I think we should wash the dishes now," she teased, already knowing what his reaction would be.

"Like hell we are!" Hatori hissed.
He wasn't going to take anymore teasing from the blossoming woman in his hands.
"You get me in a state of wanting, then deny me? It's not going to work that way."

Smirking, Tohru let her legs slip from Hatori.
"Really? Then how is it going to work?"

"Like this. . ."
His lips crashed down upon hers. With the kiss more intense than the last, his tongue plunged into Tohru's mouth seeking her tongue, eager to get reaquainted; Hatori teased her with breaking the kiss, nibbling at her lower lip and lapping at it before kissing her lips again--repeating the process.

Feeling Tohru give herself to him time and time again--arching into his hands--with each hungry kiss, the dragothinthin himuggluggled for release, threatening to hold the vixen in his grasp until she gave into his sexual desire.
She was getting too much for him.
He was about ready to explode before he had a chance to get anywhere near his bedroom.

Gathering her up into his arms, Hatori strode toward his bedroom.
Tohru was going to find out just what it meant to tempt a dragon.