Writer's Block

Hey, this is my first anime fanfic ever, so I want truthful opinions, both good and bad, just not too harsh.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, because if I did, Akito and Tohru would fall off a cliff, and all the Souma guys would get it on. lol :)


Here we go:

Shigure had a problem. After fighting a huge writer’s block all day, he retreated to the large bathroom closet to think in the cool darkness. He looked back and forth between his blank notebook and lab top screen, and sighed heavily. Although he nothing written, he had the whole house to himself and plenty of time. Yuki was at some dumb meeting, Tohru was at her friend’s house, and Kyo was…uhhh… probably fighting bears somewhere.
Shigure was balancing his pencil on his nose, when he heard a door slam shut downstairs. Was that Yuki? Surely the meeting couldn’t be over so soon.
Oh, crap, Shigure thought, when he heard the sound of footsteps echoing up the stairs. Don’t go in the bathroom, don’t go in the-oh who gives a shit!
The bathroom door opened, and Shigure peered out from the closet to see Kyo wiping his sweaty forehead off with the back of his hand and pulling off his shirt. Shigure saw the boy’s smooth, tan chest and felt a bulge tighten under his robes. Kyo turned the water on, and completely oblivious to the pair of eyes watching him, proceeded to unbutton his pants and let them drop to the floor, then pulling down his black boxers, and stepping out of them.
Shigure eyed Kyo’s naked body, letting his eyes roll over the boy’s thighs, and his ass. He practically drooled as Kyo turned around to step into the shower, and began soaping up his hair and body. Shigure followed the bubbles slipping down the boy’s skin, before shaking his head and turning back to his lab-top; he needed to focus on writing. Although it was pretty difficult with the… “colorful” images of Kyo clouding his mind. He shook his head again. Never in a million years. Kyo would probably kill him before that. He began typing up an idea, when he heard a low moan. Shigure perked his head up, and looked out of the closet to see Kyo stroking an erect cock. His jaw dropped and he instantly became completely hard. Shigure swallowed thickly, watching fascinated as Kyo touched himself, his ass quivering with every stroke, head thrown back, moaning in pleasure. Shigure looked down to realize he was grasping his own hard-on through a fistful of his robes, and extricated himself for better access.
He stroked at his own pace, ogling Kyo, who was biting his lip, strangling a throaty groan. Shigure shuddered.
“Gods,” he muttered.
Without warning, Kyo’s breathing quickened, and he began stroking himself faster. He moaned with the rhythm, and suddenly cried out, thrusting his hips forward, coming hard over his hand and the shower wall. Shigure felt himself throb painfully as he watched Kyo’s creamy seed spurt out of him, and swallowed, trying to suppress his own groans.
Kyo slowly came down from the high of his orgasm, finished washing, and wrapped himself in a towel. He left as if nothing had happened, unknowingly leaving a very hot and hard Shigure in the bathroon closet, who rapidly typed up a new chapter for his trashy novel; a huge smirk spread across his face.

End

Ok, there it is, first anime fanfic. All reviews welcomed, just be gentle. Best reviewer gets ice cream. :)