White Reflection

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Chapter 5

Tohru continuously fret over Yuki as he packed his overnight bag.

“Why are you leaving? Did I do something to upset you?”

Yuki turned around and placed a finger over Tohru’s quivering lips.

“Honda-san has done nothing to upset me, Honda-san could never upset me. Haru just wants to spend some time with me. Plus, Akito is quite sick so he will be confined to his room so I have nothing to fear,” Yuki explained, cupping her cheek.

Tohru tilted her head, resting in his hand, “as long as Yuki-kun is alright.”

“I am, don’t worry,” he ran the tips of his fingers down her jaw, his thumb swiping under her bottom lip.

Tohru’s eyes widened, her lips parting slightly and a light blush creeping across her cheeks.
Yuki leaned forward, his warm breath ghosting over her lips. Tohru’s eyes watched his mouth, waiting …

Yuki bit his bottom lip before dropping his hand and stepping back.

Tohru wasn’t his.

“Hatori will be here soon to pick me up.”

Tohru’s eyes widened further, her breathing a bit faster.
“Hai,” she whispered.

“Ha-san!!” Shigure squealed at he bounded out the front door.

Yuki sighed, “are we sure Shigure is older than us?”

The onigiri giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.

Yuki pecked Tohru on the cheek before zipping up his bag and going out to Hatori’s car.


Yuki sat in the front seat next to Hatori, Haru in the back staring blankly out the window.
Yuki noticed Hatori continuously glancing at him, worried.


Once at the main house Haru took Yuki straight up to his room; taking him out of Akito’s line of view.

Yuki dropped his bag, looking around the room. He couldn’t remember the last time he was in Haru’s room.

“It’s not much,” Haru said, shrugging.

“I don’t mind,” Yuki purred.
He turned and threw his arms around Haru’s neck. He rose up onto his toes and kissed Haru, slipping his tongue past the other male’s lips.

Haru pushed Yuki back gently, “Yuki no.”

“Why!?” The nezumi cried.

“I told you, I don’t want to be a rebound.”

‘I want you!” Yuki cried, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Haru sighed, bending down to kiss the tears from Yuki’s eyes.

“Please Haru?”

“No.”

Yuki became angry, “I thought you wanted me! I thought you loved me!”

“I do, but love doesn’t mean I will willingly be your rebound because you’re in love with someone who won’t be with you.”
Yuki push Haru back, “I’m hungry, I’m going to get something to eat,” his voice hushed and leveled with rage.


Yuki’s temper hadn’t subsided when the two went to bed that night.


“Where am I sleeping?” Yuki asked when he returned form the bathroom.

“My bed is big enough for both.”

“Alright,” Yuki shrugged.


Haru was just about to fall asleep when he felt a hand drift up his thigh.

“Yuki, no.”

Yuki’s hand continued up until he reached the peak of his thigh, he shifted closer to his younger cousin, his lips finding the younger’s ear. His tongue traced the shell of Haru’s ear, his hand teasing Haru’s growing erection.

“Yuki please don’t,” Haru moaned lightly when Yuki’s fingers wrapped around him.

“Why? It’s obvious you’re enjoying this,” Yuki whispered into Haru’s ear.

Haru let out a shuddered breath as Yuki moved form his ear to his jaw; tracing is down to his chin where he stopped. Yuki nipped Haru’s bottom lip, tugging lightly.

Haru turned his head, “Yuki, we shouldn’t be doing this!”

“Yes we should,” He answered, nipping at the juncture of neck and shoulder.

He grabbed Haru through his boxers, “you can’t tell me you don’t want this.”

Yuki immediately found himself on his back with Haru looming over him.

His eyes widened in shock.

It was Black Haru.

He never knew Black Haru could be drawn out by anything besides anger! Was Haru mad at his advances?

“Who says I don’t want this?” Black Haru growled, pinning Yuki’s hands to the bed.

Or was it because Yuki pushed too hard? Showing a needy side never before witnessed?

Black Haru lowered himself onto Yuki, kissing him roughly. He pried Yuki’s mouth open and plundered inside.

One hand drifted down Yuki’s body until it reached his thighs, which were instantly spread.
Yuki winced, the grip on his leg leaving bruises.

Black Haru rested between Yuki’s parted thighs, slowly rocking his hips.

Yuki gasped, throwing his head back.

His body was overloaded with new sensations. He had never been intimate with anyone, and now here he was, spreading his legs.

Haru kissed down Yuki’s pale neck, he stopped at the hollow of his throat to leave a kiss mark.

Yuki arched against Haru, his own erection pressing into the ox’s stomach.

The younger male smiled, his teeth grazing the nezumi’s throat.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to take you tonight,” Haru whispered, “I only fuck on the second date.”

Haru’s hand sought out Yuki’s erection, his other hand pinning both of Yuki’s hands above his head.

Yuki gasped when the other male’s hand came in contact with his cock.

Haru chuckled, “never been touched by someone else have you?”

Yuki moaned and shook his head no.

“Lovely, I get to be your first,” Haru dipped his hand under Yuki’s pajama pants, wrapping his long fingers around him.

Yuki arched against Haru again, his hands flexing.

Haru released Yuki’s hands and instantly both latched onto his shoulders.

Yuki’s eyes were clenched shut, his breath coming out in quick pants as Haru continued to stroke him.

Haru chuckled, “you think that feels good.”

He sat back on his heels grabbing the hem of Yuki’s bottoms and pulling them off.

“Haru? What-“ He ended with a gasp as Haru took the head of his cock into his mouth.

He completely arched off the bed, his hands clawing Haru’s shoulders and back.
Haru continued to suckle him, his head bobbing.

Yuki’s legs rose up, framing Haru’s torso.

“Haru!” He gasped.

The ox chuckled, the vibrations hitting Yuki to the core. He moaned loudly in response.

Haru’s hands ran softly up and down Yuki’s thighs, feeling how tense the nezumi’s muscles were.
One hand slipped back, fondling his sac before moving further back to brush across his entrance.

Yuki tensed as he felt fingers in a foreign area.

Haru sucked harder on the head of Yuki’s cock, the older male’s muscles loosened slightly.

Haru slipped one finger inside his older cousin, who cried out in shock.
Pushing his finger completely in, he hit a spot completely unknown to Yuki.

The violet eyes male cried out as he came. Haru, not usually one to swallow, drank him completely.
He suckled Yuki until his member softened and then he crawled up to lay next to him.

Yuki yawned lazily, cuddling against Haru. He was immediately stabbed in the hip.

“Haru!”

Black Haru chuckled, “yes?”

“You’re …”

“Still hard,” Haru finished.

Yuki nodded, blushing. Haru had gotten him off yet he himself remained un-sated.

“Want to do something about it?” Haru asked, smiling mischievously.

Yuki automatically reached his hand down, wrapping his fingers around Haru’s throbbing member.

Haru moaned, rocking his hips.

Yuki continued to slowly stroke him, not quite sure what to do.

Haru growled in annoyance, “I thought you were going to get me off! Not tease me!”

Yuki blushed; he tightened his grip, hoping that was what Haru wanted.

Haru moaned, “that’s more like it!”

Precum beaded at the tip of Haru’s cock, Yuki swiped his thumb over it, pressing the tip lightly.
Haru groaned, bucking into Yuki’s hand.

Yuki continued jerking his younger cousin; surprised, delighted and embarrassed.

Haru came with a groan, his seed coating Yuki’s hand and his own boxers.

“Damn right,” Black Haru moaned.

Yuki drew his hand out, frowning at the sticky off-white liquid covering his hand.

“Lick it.”

“Excuse me?” Yuki looked at him startled.

“Come on Yuki, I just gave you a blow-job, the least you could do is let me watch you cleaning my cum off your hand.”

Yuki blushed but did as he was told.

Haru groaned as he watched Yuki lick and suck his hand clean, continuously grimacing.

“Damn it!” Haru growled suddenly.

“What?”

“I jizzed in my boxers!” He sighed in annoyance.

Quickly stripping out of his boxers he tossed them across the room, attempting to aim for his laundry basket.

“Yuki, you look weird in just the shirt, take it off,” Haru yawned.

Yuki looked down at himself, Haru was right.

He removed his shirt and dropped it next to the bed.

He lay back down, instantly being pulled against Haru’s side. He didn’t resist and laid his head in Haru’s chest.

He heard a lazy grumble followed by a soft, “I’m tired.”

Yuki chuckled and cuddled closer, falling asleep immediately.

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