Fruits Basket (Hanajima/Uotani)
Jul. 5th, 2007 11:49 pmTitle: A new kind of sleepover.
Author: Cal
Rating: R (Some lime bits)
Warnings: F/F, stops before the actual sex.
Word Count: 337
Prompt: Fruits Basket, Hana/Uo-chan: Strap-on dildo - "Love is kind of creepy with a spooky little girl like you."
Notes: Originally planned to be longer, of course, but rl came in the way. I may finish a full version someday.
It was supposed to be a normal night, or so Hanajima claimed. Her parents and grandmother were suddenly going out of town for a few days, and Megumi would be with some friends as well, so why not use the empty house for a sleepover?
The only problem was when we went to tell Tohru after school, she was no where to be found. A note on the front of the Sohma family door was less than helpful: "I have gone on a journey, don't look for me. -Sohma Shigure." Of course. It made sense Tohru would be spirited away by them. I was pissed, but Hanajima just smiled and said: "Then there's only two of us."
And somehow we reached the point we were at now. Hanajima had on her normal black sleeping gown. Her long black hair framing her soft pale skin; her usual ponytail at the moment untied. Even I had to say, she looked really elegant, for such a simple thing.
The part that looked less than elegant was the strap-on dildo (black, 'natch) that was poking out from between the point her legs came together, the black gown draping over the artificial phallus only increased the impression of Hanajima as a girl with a raging hard-on she couldn't keep down. For... well, me. Suddenly I was all too aware I only had on a long white dress shirt that was just long enough to cover myself. I was completely exposed, and she knew it.
"Um..." I tried to begin. But the only thing that came to mind were cliched porn lines. 'It's too big,' 'It'll never fit,' and blah blah blah. Hanajima came closer, (just out of 'poking' range), and took my hands in hers. A gesture that carried a distinct feeling of deja vu.
"Don't worry, Arisa," she murmured, her eyes half shut. "If you get pregnant, I'll take full responsibility."
...
Not an easily forgettable night.
Author: Cal
Rating: R (Some lime bits)
Warnings: F/F, stops before the actual sex.
Word Count: 337
Prompt: Fruits Basket, Hana/Uo-chan: Strap-on dildo - "Love is kind of creepy with a spooky little girl like you."
Notes: Originally planned to be longer, of course, but rl came in the way. I may finish a full version someday.
It was supposed to be a normal night, or so Hanajima claimed. Her parents and grandmother were suddenly going out of town for a few days, and Megumi would be with some friends as well, so why not use the empty house for a sleepover?
The only problem was when we went to tell Tohru after school, she was no where to be found. A note on the front of the Sohma family door was less than helpful: "I have gone on a journey, don't look for me. -Sohma Shigure." Of course. It made sense Tohru would be spirited away by them. I was pissed, but Hanajima just smiled and said: "Then there's only two of us."
And somehow we reached the point we were at now. Hanajima had on her normal black sleeping gown. Her long black hair framing her soft pale skin; her usual ponytail at the moment untied. Even I had to say, she looked really elegant, for such a simple thing.
The part that looked less than elegant was the strap-on dildo (black, 'natch) that was poking out from between the point her legs came together, the black gown draping over the artificial phallus only increased the impression of Hanajima as a girl with a raging hard-on she couldn't keep down. For... well, me. Suddenly I was all too aware I only had on a long white dress shirt that was just long enough to cover myself. I was completely exposed, and she knew it.
"Um..." I tried to begin. But the only thing that came to mind were cliched porn lines. 'It's too big,' 'It'll never fit,' and blah blah blah. Hanajima came closer, (just out of 'poking' range), and took my hands in hers. A gesture that carried a distinct feeling of deja vu.
"Don't worry, Arisa," she murmured, her eyes half shut. "If you get pregnant, I'll take full responsibility."
...
Not an easily forgettable night.
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Date: 2007-07-06 09:32 am (UTC)Brilliant.
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