Siren

[A/N: A little cock tease that was challenged to me...there is NO continuation, it's just 1 of 1]
[Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine!]


SIREN
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Innocence.
The aura surrounded her, wrapping around her like a blanket.
He wondered if she knew how much it teased him. . .even though he KNEW she wasn't innocent at all--he could prove that!
He wanted her--needed her--as if his survival depended on it; she was the only one in a long time who made him feel like he could crawl on broken glass for. .r. . .only to be rewarded and still be left begging for more.

". . .Ha'ri, don't tell me you're afraid of a little water."

Snapping out of his lustful thoughts, Hatori smirked. "It's a lake Tohru, not just a little water."
He ached for her.
The way she stood before him in knee deep water, wearing nothing but a tiny red bikini.
She had surprised him when had had shed her summer dress, revealing the new swim suit.
Even though they had taken their relationship to a much higher level, he still couldn't get use to the fact that she was no longer the timid girl he had came to know--now after so much love-making--she had blossomed into a temptress, finding new ways to seduce him--the vixen he couldn't get enough of.
'Damn you Tohru. . .why do you have to be a seductress?!'

"I wouldn't exactly call it a lake--it's much smaller than the one at the Sohma resort--do you think this would even pass as a lake?"
To punctuate her last word, Tohru lifted a foot and splashed Hatori with water.

'Correction,' Hatori gave a light hearted sigh as he was splashed with water droplets. 'She's a tempting siren!'
Stepping into the water, he waded out until he stood just inches away from her.
Looking down at her, his dragon eyes narrowed. "Both Momiji and Shigure spoiled you with a trip to the resort."
He flashed her a smile as he absently ran a hand through her loose hair and toyed with the red ribbon holding a braid in place.

Breathless.
Feeling her heart pound harder than it had ever beat before, Tohru struggled for oxygen. Just the sight of Hatori's skin glistening with water, made her forget how to breathe.
She was tempted to run her hands over his smooth skin, to feel him beneath the tips of her fingers once more.

Hanging her head, Tohru tried to hide a rising blush. Catching sight of the way his black swim-shorts clung to him, her blush intensified.
'Is this what it feels like to really be in love? Oh God mother, you never told me how it feels. . .I don't know how to tell him I love him.'
Momentarily closing her eyes, Tohru tried to grasp at reality. She knew exactly what her mother would say, the one thing that always made her feel calm in situations she couldn't handle. 'Just be yourself Tohru. . .just be yourself.' uckiucking two fingers under her chin, Hatori forced Tohru to look up at him.
Under heavy lashes, her emerald eyes sparkled with love and lust.
"But. . ." He continued on with his earlier comment. "I have a lifetime to spoil you."

The sudden statement surprised Tohru.
"A. . .a. . .a lifetime?" She stammered as she moved a few steps back. 'What does he mean by that? He can't be serious. . .can he? Is he telling me he always wants to be with me? Oh, I can't think straight!'
Her foot catching onock;ock; she stumbled, swaying forward one moment, then backward the next.

Before Hatori could think about the concequinces with his actions, he lunged forward--trying to stop her from falling completely into the water--not that he'd mind, he just didn't want her to end up on any hidden sharp rocks in the shallows.

SPLASH!

KA-POOF!

Struggling to her feet, Tohru watched as Hatori's swim-shorts floated by.
Gulping, she snatched up the shorts and went into full panic-mode.
"Ha'ri?! Oh God, I can be such a klutz. It's my fault, a perfect day for a picnic and I ruined it by turning him to into his zodiac form!"

Splashing around, she searched for him. "I hope I didn't accidentally squash him. What if it's the wrong water and he can't breathe! Or worse--what if he ends up drowning from my klutziness!"
Straightening up, Tohru clenched Hatori's shorts with an iron grip. "What am I saying? He's a seahorse! A Baby dragon. . .he's use to ANY type of water. . .salt water preferably. . .please, pl let let him be okay!"

Tohru decided to stay put, in fear of stepping on Hatori--or hurt him if he swam by.

KA-POOF!

"You sure do babble alot. . .can I have my shorts back?" Hatori chuckled as he rose out of the water.

Looking up, Tohru turned.
Hatori was standing in almost waist-high water.
"You heard all that?. . .I. . .I. . .I'm sorry; but I was panicing. I didn't want anything to happen to you because of me."
Realising she was still holding onto the pair of shorts, Tohru threw them. "Ah, yes. Have them."
She quickly turned around, giving him some privacy.

'Just once. . .just once!' He silently growled. 'I'd like her to see me after I transform from being a dragon. . .why does she always turn away. . .even after all our nights together?'
Quietly he sighed as he finished putting on his swim-shorts. 'Because,' his mind answered. 'She knows it's her
fault. . .'
Chucklin him himself, Hatori waded toward Tohru. "I'll just have to remind her accidents do happen--even on purpose."

"I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble," Tohru polietly apologised as she bowed, her wet hair falling around her.

"Don't." Hatori placed his hands on her shoulders and straightened her up. "Don't apologise."

"But it was my fault! I'm a klutz. . ."

Nodding, Hatori leaned in close, his breathing already becoming laboured.
"You've already said that," his voice barely above an octive.
He pressed his lips hard against hers.

Silenced, Tohru's eyes fluttered closed.
She sipped at the water on his lips, but she wanted to drink in more.
Running her tongue back and forth over the parting of his lips, she urged him to deepen the kiss. Everytime a passionate kiss was initiated, it had always been different: a new experiance.

Responding to her silent demand, Hatori let his lips part. He lightly sucked on the tip of her tongue before letting his teeth lightly graze over it.
Inviting her tongue in with his own, he hungrily lapped at it as his hands travelled over her body, stopping here and there to caress or pausing in places to tease before darting off to explore more.

He let one hand stop on one of Tohru's breasts; gently kneading it then brushing the tips of his fingers over her nipple, making her shiver. Whilst his fingers of his other hand worked at the knot around Tohru's neck.
He wanted to touch her bare flesh, not feel the material; it just wasn't enough.

Struggling for breath under the kiss, Tohru's hands ran up and down Hatori's chest, at last taking in the feel of his wet skin. She felt relieved that the both of them had managed to keep themselves seperated just far enough to touch and be touched; she had been scared that her need to touch the dragon would once again transform him.

Shifting herself, she could feel Hatori's erection against her abdomen.
She moaned.
'If only I was six inches taller. . .'
She blushed at the thought. If she was six inches taller he'd be pressing against her centre, provoking her to do so much more.
Standing on the tips of her toes, Tohru tried to feel more of Hatori.

Smiling under the kiss, Hatori took Tohru's hint. Lifting her up against him without breaking the kiss, he groaned.
It was a bad move on his part.
The action had caused a reaction. His erection throbbed, telling him kissing and touching just wasn't enough anymore; he need release.
He felt the string of her top land against his arm.

Gasping from the sudden touch, Hatori broke the kiss and took a step back.
He needed to see her--the sheerness of her--sighsight he couldn't get enough of. . .even if she was half naked.
'Definitly a siren!'

Feeling rejected, but playful; Tohru promptly turned around. Hastily tying her top back up with a loose knot as she began to wade to shore.
"I know wh'm n'm not wanted," she teased.

Seeing through her teasing, Hatori reached for the tie around her neck and pulled. "Where do you think you're going?"
Her top came loose again, draping againgst her body, only held by the knot at her back.
Grabbing her by the waist, he pulled her close.
Picking up, up, he waded deeper into the lake until he was waist high. "Onigiri, you know not to tease the dragon."
He let go of her.


Fingers. She could feel them. Tickling and grabbing.
Beneath the water, Tohru shuddered. She knew Hatori was still taunting her; his hands searching. . .searching? Her eyes flew wide openshe she nearly choked on water.
Hatori was stripping her of the bikini.
Rising from the water like a naked siren, Tohru narrowed her eyes. "That wasn't fair!"

Giving a sly grin, Hatori followed a water dropplet with his finger as it ran from the nape of her neck, through the valley of her breasts; stopping at her navel.
"I never said I was playing fair. Besides. . ." He gave a sly grin. "You managed to get me out of my swimwear without any protests."
He knew it wasn't entirely Tohru's doing, but he COULDN'T resist the chance at teasing her with it.

Feeling flushed, Tohru looked down at the gentle swell of the waves, only to realise her cheeks were burning not because of Hatori's comment, but because of seeing what she could easily do to the man she loved.
No matter how many times he touched her, made love with her or flirted with her, she still felt dizzy and a little shy.
She had always put it down to the feeling of being in love.

Looking up at Hatori, Tohru poked him. "That WASN'T my fault. . .okay, maybe it was. . .just a little." She made a gesture with her thumb and finger to show just how much of a little bit. "But YOU were the one who embraced me I--!"

"Tohru. . ."

A slight gasp slipped from Tohru's lips as Hatori's lips came crashing down upon hers.
'I was babbling again. . .I. . .should. . .learn. . .to. . .'
Letting her eyes flutter close, she opened herself up into the kiss.

He couldn't get enough of her, her sakura scent was intoxicating. She felt soft to the touch as if he could do anything to her, make her into anything his imagination desired. Though Tohru was the one--the one with all the power, she could do anything to him and make him into anything she wanted--he was at her mercy everytime. With each smile, kiss or touch.
In a way, she had more power over him than Akito did.

As his tongue waltzed with hers, his hands reaquainted themselves with places they liked to explore.
He loved the way she released littleps aps and wimpers whenever he touched her just right.
He found himself groaning into the kiss as his member throbbed, reminding him something was still left unattended.
Managing to keep enough space between them, he thrusted himself against Tohru and chuckled with delight as she gasped into the kiss.

Dizzy and fuzzy.
Tohru's mind reeled as she gave herself completely into the kiss; she was barely aware of her surroundings. All that mattered was Hatori. His kisses and his touches.
As his fingers played between her legs, slipping inside her one moment then rubbing her jewel before slipping back inside her like a game of hide and go seek; she felt as if she was leaving reality behind her. No one and nothing else mattered--just Hatori and what he was doing to her.

Feeling as if she sli slipping into her own private world with Hatori, she broke the kiss with a jolt.
It wasn't JUST a feeling after all, she REALLY was slipping. The sediment was shifting beneath her feet, making her sway backward; becoming unbalanced.

Thinking fast, Hatori snatched at her arm; keeping her steady.
"Come on, let's get back to shore. It's getting cold--the current is beginning to pick up."

Nodding, Tohru let Hatori guide her back to shore. "Come to think of it, I AM freezing. . ."

"Oh?" Hatori threw a glance over his should with a glint in his eye. "Now I can't have you suffering Hypothermia; that's ruin the picnic."
Letting go of her hand, he moved a couple of steps back. Picking her up, he carried her the rest of the way into shore, only releasing her when she was laying down on their towels.

Moving aside the untouched picnic basket, he dropped the little red scraps of her bikini on top of it before he shed his own swim-shots.

"Umn Ha'ri?"

Glancing at Tohru, Hatori tried to hide his grin. "Hmn?"

"If it's getting cold, then why are you stripping?"

He almost laughed at the innocent question.
It was one thing he always loved about Tohru, she could be innocent without even trying to. She had lost her innocence to him so many times, but each time she was with him--in one way or another, it was like the first time he had met her. She remained untouched.

"Because," Hatori began as he spread the blanket over them. "I'm going to give you medical attention."
He moved as close as he dared with her, c eno enough so he could feel heat eminate from her.

"But I'm not sick. . ." She pulled the blanket around her. "Though I'm much warmer now that I have the blanket on me. Thankyou."

"Body heat is the best way to stay warm; it stops hypothermia. . . but you already know that, don't you Tohru?"

Keeping her eyes locked with his, Tohru let her hands do the talking.
Since she had been dating Hatori and helping him with some of his work-load from time to time, she had came to know alot of things to pass her biology class. Though she had to admit, she dearly loved the practicals Hatori let her practice on him.

"Hmph, don't do that. . ." Hatori grinned as he turned on his side, propping himself up on an elbow. "Unless you're looking for trouble."

"I think--" Tohru returned his grin. "No," she corrected herself. "I KNOW I've found trouble." Her eyes sparkled with myschief as she ran a nail ovee tie tip of his member, biting a bright smile as it throbbed at the teasing gesture. "You have a twitch. . .I think that's in need of medical attention."

Chuckling, Hatori couldn't help lifting the blanket as he watched Tohru scurry down the blanket.
He loved the way she always led led herself around him--careful enough not to invoke his zodiac curse--whenever it came to oral sex.
"You--"
He sucked in a sharp breath as he felt her tongue dart out and trace the little slit on his tip.
His muscles tightened as she once again used her nail to trail after her tongue.
Within seconds he forgot how to breathe or form words. Just two little gestures melding into one was sending him crazy.

Closing his eyes, he clenched his teeth as he waited for Tohru's teasing licking and lapping to subside; for her to pause just long enough so he could once again remember what he wanted to say.
It didn't.

Instead, Tohru's little teasing war path was giving way to kissing and searing heat as she drew him into her mouth.
She made sure to slowly tease as she drew in only the tip, letting her tongue circle around and over it as if it was a lolly-pop just for her. Then, little by little, she drew the rest of his length into her mouth until he was pushing against the back of her throat.

Suckling, Tohru made sure she teasatoratori, slowly moving him in and out--mimicing actions she knew all too well with him--until she felt his length stiffen in her mouth; even then she wouldn't subside her teasing.
She knew he was on the verge of cumming, she had tasted his pre-cum, but it only heightened her excitement.
With one last lap at his pre-cum, Tohru slid her way back up to meet Hatori's eyes.
"Umn, you were saying?"

Groaning, Hatori's rolled onto his back.
'The little minx! She always stops when I'st ast about to cum!' Under heavy lashes, he glanced at her sideways. 'She's really mastered the art of teasing me. . .'
With a gentle push, he hinted to the temptress she had to finish what she started before he was ready to talk.

Taking the hint, Tohru crawled back down and once again resumed her position.
She didn't mind Hatori's silent demands; she had came to think of them as his way of being the silent dominator. She knew he really wasn't one to normally voice what he wanted or his dislikes--in many ways, she had decided some time ago--he was much like her.

Grabbing at the towelling and follage under him, Hatori felt his whole body tense up as Tohru worked her magic on him. The more she suckled him, the more heat rose within his body, all of which concentrated on one part of his body, demanding to be released.
Finally, unable to take it anymore--he exploded.

The searing thick liquid squirted down the back of her throat; Tohru closed her eyes in pleasure as she welcomed Hatori's offering.
She drank him in, trying hard not to gag on his cum as she tried to keep up with the flow. She ended up spilling a bit.

Feeling Hatori's searching hands, Tohru once again crawled back up to meet his eyes.
Wiping her mouth with the tip of a finger, she lapped up the spill and grinned.
"The patient is in good hands. . ."


It was a struggle for Hatori to keep his mind focused.
As much as he wanted to have his way with Tohru right on the lake's shore line; Hatori knew he had to fight for self-control. . .until he could find a more suitable place.
His car was out of the question--it was too cliché. He couldn't help but think of how awkward it'd be to manoeuvre in such a small space without any concequinces.

"Patient, hmn?" Brushing his lips against her, Hatori smiled. "And I thought I was the doctor. . .after all--we ARE playing doctor, aren't we?" He let his hands travel over Tohru's back, pulling her as clas has he dared, feeling her heat against his body. "And since I AM a doctor. . .it's only fair I get to examin you."

Turning her so she was nestled comfortably beside him, Hatori raised a shakey hand and held it just a few inches away from her throat. Slowly moving his hand down, he lingered over Tohru's breast, careful not to touch.
He raised a brow in surprise as he heard Tohru suck in a breath. He hadn't touched her yet, but he was already having an affect on

Squirming, Tohru tried to force her body to relax as she anticipated Hatori's touch. The touch she craved for, a touch that only he knew how to give to make her feel as if she had been left at the mercy of a volcano.
She silently begged him not to linger, but to make a bee-line for the one place she loved feeling his touch. Even with an accidental brush in passing, he could make her melt.

"Ha'ri?"

"Hmn?"

Swallowing hard and going still, Tohru wet her lips as she realised Hatori wasn't goin tou touch her.
"What are you doing?"

Chuckling, Hatori's looked up, his dragon stare narrowed in almost a seductive mocking way. "It's an ancient medical technique. . .I'm looking for what needs to be attended to through chi."
He couldn't help but tease Tohru with the little medical lesson; he figured the lesson would make her stop squirming long enough for him to think of where he was goingexamexamin her in the most teasing way he could think of.

In a frustrated sigh, Tohru clamped her hand around Hatori's wrist and brought it downward.
"THIS is where I need attending to." Her voice husky from frustration. "It aches. . ."

Pulling Tohru's fingers away from his wrist, Hatori gave a smile as his lips came dangerously close to hers; close enough to draw in the breath she had exhaled.
He ached to kiss her; to pay careful torturous attention from her lashes to her toes--making many long delays in areas.
"I'm the doctor. . .I'll get to that in a moment. Let me just see if I can find anything else that needs attending to. . ."

Tohru groaned. For a moment she was certain he was going to kiss her until she couldn't remember what oxygen was.
She grew more frustrated. "But patients know what's wrong with them! They tell the doctor what's wrong and the doctor examins." She moved her hips toward his hand to emphasise her point; but found her hips had brushed against his manhood. "And," she continued on as she grinned. "I seem to recall one patient has already been looked after."

"I see your point. . ."
Giving into the temptress, Hatori kissed her lips with fierce passion as his hand cupped her centre without mercy.
He muffled her gasp as he worked two fingers inside her; rubbing her jewel with his thumb.
He revelled in the fact that each time he touched her, she responded with heat and moisture with little to no effort at all.
After everythingto hto had put him through, he finally felt at ease to believe he could feel something for a woman and she could respond with so much passion.
'Do I honestly make Tohru want me that much everytime?'

Fuelled by the thought, Hatori slid below the blanket.
As quick as he had delved his fingers into her, he replaced them with his tongue.
Lifting her, he brought her to his lips. He drank from her.
He let his tongue probe deep within her, before he teasingly withdrew it then plunging it back in over and over.
As he withdrew his tongue one final time, he lazily dragged the tip of his tongue over her folds to her jewel. Circling it, he flicked at it; making her tremble.

Her body was on fire. Hatori's licking sent her over the edge of passion; she could no longer hold back. His simplist of touches were just too great for her to handle.
Reaching down toward him, Tohru ran her hands through hai hair and held him there. "Ha'ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i!"
The gasp ripped from her throat as an orgasm grabbed hold of her body.
Raising herself on her hands, she bent backwards, allowing the dragon greater access to her body as she gave up the hot white gold from deep within.

Passing up the opportunity, Hatori gently set Tohru back down on the blanket--torturing her by not accepting her offering.
"No Tohru. . ." He flicked a finger at her jewel. "Not even an innocent siren as you can tempt me. . ."

Pushing aside the teasing comment, Torhu grinned.
"But I already have!" She proudly stated as she propt herself up on her elbows, only to flop back down as she raised a hand to her forehead. "Then again. . .I think I'm feeling more feverish from the cold. You better check me again."
She wanted more.