Working At The Fruit Basket (2856)

II.

They'd gone another twenty feet or so, when Yuki decided to pull off his shoes. They pinched his toes real bad and after standing all day he felt it was time to give the things a rest. Kicking off his slate gray chucks and sweaty socks, he swung his feet up onto the dash board, leaning back into his seat. The hot air that blew from the vents did very little to cool him off, but at least he was in a comfortable position.

Not even the ghost of a breeze floated inside, stuck as they were in stop and go traffic. Sighing, Yuki wiggled his toes and luxuriated in the free movement.

Kyo thought he was so slick with those sunglasses, but Yuki knew better. Just like his cousin felt his stare from across the room, Yuki felt those oddly red eyes gazing at him as well. Like a burn that started at the top of his head, slowly searing its way down to the tips of his toes. He wasn't an idiot and his cousin would learn it soon and very, very well.

Yeah, he hadn't missed that bulge in his pants either.

Smirking, Yuki wondered what his cousin had thought about that put him in such a state. He idly hoped it was something hot and squishy, involving the two of them. In as many positions as possible.

Of course, Yuki had his own plans for the car ride, smarty pants that he was, but he wanted Kyo to sweat it out a little. His cousin's discomfort pleased him.

"Get your goddamn feet off my dashboard!" Kyo yelled indignantly, hunched over the steering wheel and glaring at him through his dark ray bans. Yuki just smiled as he reached up and gripped at the head rest. Then he arched his back in the guise of finding a more comfortable position. It made his shirt ride up again.

Victory. Kyo's eyes seemed to burn a hole through his sunglasses along the strip of skin Yuki bared. The sensation was almost as good as a touch. Almost, but not quite.

"Make me." he purred provocatively, smirking a little. Kyo twitched and just about tore up the transmission when he shifted gears.

Suddenly they weren't in traffic anymore but shooting down an old dirt road, one Yuki knew would take them to a less frequented inlet along the coastline. When he was in high school he used to take his girlfriend down there to make out. Then, a year later, he took the half back of their football team down there to make out.

His first foray into homo territory. It was interesting he would remember Haru now of all times, but it wasn't altogether unpleasant. They had an innocent time experimenting.

Their shy kisses had nothing on Kyo's confident touches, though. It was like comparing grape juice to a fine wine.

They rolled easily over rocks and old bottles and with every foot Yuki felt the smirk on his face growing. Obviously, he wanted a solid fuck from his cousin, but there were a couple other stipulations that went along with it.

"I should just toss you in the ocean and be done with it, you know," Growling, Kyo kicked up sand when they left the road and rolled onto the beach, slamming to a halt next to a jut of rocks along the water.

Yuki wiggled his toes and yawned. "I don't think so, cuz. You'd miss me once you had no one to jack off to." He smiled as the blazing sunlight reflected off the water. "Mm, I bet you imagine me bent over like a slut, too."

The car continued to idle, silence settling over them like a heavy blanket. With more of a breeze coming in off the water Yuki felt some of his sweat dry, but ultimately it did nothing about the nerves that jumped around in his stomach. Seeming confident was a trick he'd honed from adolescence, but it didn't make up for the fact he had no idea what he was doing, and it was giving him a serious case of pre show jitters.

Kyo would laugh his ass off if he ever found out. Jerk off.

Over the steady sounds from the radio, Yuki heard his cousin mutter, staring intently through the windshield. "Some times. But mostly I want to see your face when you cum."

Yuki tried to pass off the hitch in his breath as a yawn. He was positive Kyo noticed anyway.

Fucking asshole.

"Well," Yuki bit out icily, a bid to gain the upper hand, "you'll never know at the rate you're going, cuz."

In a second Kyo had his sunglasses off, irises blazing and was half way over the stick shift when Yuki hurriedly planted a foot in his chest. He stared, shocked and oddly aroused by the fact he could wind his cousin up so tight. It felt…really good. Kyo said nothing, of course, only glared pointedly at the toes scrunching up his t-shirt.

Yuki was also a master of looking calm in the wake of an erupting volcano.

"I'm going to blow you," he stated simply, giving Kyo's chest a warning nudge when his hands twitched, "and you're not going to do anything unless I tell you, capice? I've got this coming after three years of heavy flirting and a couple hot touches."

Oh, he'd wanted to say that forever. Despite the confident chill of his expression, Yuki felt the blood pounding through his veins, the thunder of Kyo's heartbeat under his heel. He'd wanted a taste of his cousin's cock almost the instant Kyo got on his knees and tasted his. He'd wanted it so bad, the desire had become something of an obsession.

Kyo was staring at him again. Wondering perhaps, and trying to divine what his sneaky cousin was up to. Well good luck to him, because nobody figured out Yuki Sohma.

"Sit down," he punctuated the smooth request with a push, one his cousin didn't resist. Kyo plopped back in his seat with a suspicious look, though it was faintly overshadowed by the burn of need in his eyes. Yuki had to lick his lips and re-hydrated his mouth at the intensity.

He slowly pulled his leg away, readjusting himself so he was crouched over the stick shift instead. The faint lick of nerves was back, and hurtling about his stomach with a vengeance. It didn't seem to detract from the moment though; if anything it made the heat from the sun stronger, the smell of Kyo's sweat and deoderant strangely seductive.

Yuki felt the hot leather on his knees. So damn good it was painful.

He was close enough to see a light sunburn on Kyo's nose and the way his eyes abruptly dilated when Yuki placed a hand on his thigh. The muscles there were tense like maybe his cousin could hold himself still through sheer physical power. Kyo was certainly strong enough. In fact it was one of the many things Yuki found attractive about him, the way his shoulders would bunch and loosen when he carried things, how fluidly he moved when, once, he showed him how to punch a guy.

The fact he'd taken the time to show him how to hit at all.

Yuki bit his lip and forcing away a blush, pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Kyo was staring at him oddly again and Yuki had to give a warning look when he spotted his cousin's hand try to shoot up. There'd be time for that later.

Right now he had a goal in mind.

Smirking, Yuki reached across Kyo's lap and fiddled with the knobs on the side of the seat until it rolled back a little. Satisfied with that he gave Kyo's dick a firm stroke through his jeans, relishing the sound of his cousin's growl and the fact he was still hard as a rock. Harder even.

He pressed his thumb into the seem, felt him jerk. Yuki licked his lips. Nerves all but forgotten, he swiftly unzipped his cousin's fly, almost panting when he poked free. Kyo was…big. A lot bigger than he'd expected, and while it simultaneously made his stomach burn and his own pants a little too tight, he was left feeling a bit apprehensive.

Kyo's laughter rumbled against his side. He probably noticed him go still, the bastard. "We could save this for another time, cuz. I'm perfectly happy making out with you for a while, or something."

Yuki scowled, not the least bit amused. He didn't care if his cousin was bigger than he'd anticipated, he still wanted a taste of him. Ignoring Kyo's chuckles, knowing he'd get his damn come uppance, he wrapped a hand around his cock and squeezed.

The laughter choked off into a low groan. It was music to Yuki's ears.

Leaning down, he tentatively swiped his tongue across the tip, lingering as he tried to figure out the flavor. Something woodsy, except not quite. He licked his lips and as he went to pull back, felt something heavy on the back of his neck.

Kyo's hand, fingers digging into his hair. He smiled slyly and nuzzled against his cock, snickering when it twitched and slapped lightly at his cheek.

The hand in his hair tightened. "Stop messing around, Yuki, or I swear…!" It was said through teeth and Yuki took the warning to heart. Smirking shakily, he felt those nerves try to jump in again, but managed to shove them aside. He gave Kyo's dick another teasing stroke, just as he wrapped his mouth around the head and sucked.

He hummed in pleasure when Kyo's fingers dug into his scalp. Flattening his tongue Yuki lapped and licked at him, trying to get used to the feel without looking too much like he'd never done it before. He blushed when he felt a little drool slip out of the corner of his mouth.

Well, at least Kyo didn't seem to notice, distracted with trying to shove his cock in deeper.

Kyo's moans were driving him insane as he sucked, and Yuki had to press himself against the seat to keep from cumming in his pants. Those clever fingers continued to rub at his neck.

It took a few minutes, but Yuki finally felt his tension lower enough to hazard taking him deeper. He swallowed rapidly when the tip touched the back of his throat. Apparently he shouldn't have done that because Kyo suddenly jerked upwards, almost choking him.

He backed up, grumbling a little around the dick in his mouth. Oh, he'd get his cousin for that one.

Mentally smirking, Yuki drew a deep breath through his nose, and abruptly took all of him at once. His gag reflex kicked in of course, but after he relaxed his throat the feel of Kyo filling his mouth was somehow even more arousing.

He'd wanted this for so long that now he had it…was like bliss.

Swallowing some of his saliva, he drew back, flicking his tongue at the tip, before easing down again. He ignored the tugs on his hair, too lost in trying to make his cousin bust. The musky taste was becoming stronger.

Panting through his nose, Yuki's hips moved rhythmically against the seat of their own accord. He felt silly getting so turned on by giving someone else head, but the sounds Kyo was making…how hot and thick he was in his mouth…uh.

So good. He slowly dragged his tongue up and down the shaft, puckering his lips when he felt Kyo tense all of a sudden. Huh, that probably meant -

Abruptly Kyo was trying to drag him back by his hair, but wanting none of that, Yuki growled and gave him a long thorough suck instead. Then Kyo was spurting warmly into his mouth.

Yuki's chest was heaving by the time he'd lapped up the last drop, instinctively knowing his cousin would like it. Hell, he'd liked it too. More than was appropriate really since he was so hard it was fucking painful.

Licking his lips of what was left he brushed a finger along the tip of Kyo's cock. It twitched a little, and made him grin when he rolled back into his own seat. Damn, he wasn't fucking bad if Kyo's expression was anything to go on.

He shoved a hand down his pants, intent on getting himself off before they left.

"Oh no you don't."

Gasping, all Yuki got in was a quick squeeze when Kyo suddenly dragged him across his lap, knocking his hand aside. Okay, so maybe Yuki was star struck by how awesome that was, for him at least, but he hadn't lost all functioning brain cells.

Remaining calm, even when his cousin's hand settled warmly between his legs, he glared out of the corner of his eye. "I thought I told you no touching unless I said so."

Kyo snorted. He jerked the zipper on Yuki's pants open. "Please. After that…" He hummed deeply into Yuki's ear, making him shiver, "Naw, I don't think you get to be in charge anymore."

It probably wasn't good that Yuki's breathing hadn't gone back to normal yet. Uh, how humiliating to have an ashma attack in the middle of getting jerked off. Yet even feeling a bit light headed, he couldn't help the moan that escaped when his cousin wrapped a fist around him.

He almost sobbed from the wanting of this. How many times had he fantasized…?

"Fuck -" Yuki managed around his gasping, as he shallowly thrusted into Kyo's rough hands. It actually took him a couple minutes to realize it was him who was doing all that moaning, because apparently, Kyo played his body like a fucking violin.

Yuki felt his cousin's smirk against the back of his neck and perversely, it only got him even hotter. He continued to gasp, the air wet and heavy with sounds and the scent they made.

Hell, it was good enough to take a lick at. Not thinking at this point, Yuki could hardly breath anyway, he reached over his head and gripped at Kyo's damp hair. His hips worked harder into Kyo's tight strokes.

When his cousin groaned into his ear, Yuki had an embarrassing moment of almost jumping the gun. Five minutes and he was already toast? Uh…his skin was going to burn clean off at this rate.

"Fuck…almost forgot," with a husky little growl, Kyo used his unoccupied hand to abruptly flip down the visor, where a mirror glinted dully in the late afternoon sunlight. Yuki had to squeeze his eyes shut at the sight of himself reflected there, red faced and huffing harshly as he laid his head on Kyo's shoulder. His fingers were still tangled in his cousin's hair.

He'd bust right then if he met Kyo's animal gaze in the mirror, like a taunt cat waiting for its meal to come out.

"Fine, if that's the way you're gonna be, chicken shit." Kyo gave an amused kind of hum, a noise that sent shivers tripping down Yuki's spine, his body jerking at the thumb that smoothed over the tip of his cock. He felt his cousin's tongue swipe once at the back of his neck. Twice. Then finally Kyo's teeth sank into the wet spot and shit, Yuki couldn't help cumming with a low cry.

He pistoned unevenly into Kyo's hand, arching so deeply at the end his back ached.

After a few breathless minutes, where he struggled to slow his breathing, and Kyo rubbed softly at his stomach, Yuki opened his eyes. He stared at the car ceiling for a while, not wanting to let that really, really good way his body felt slip away yet.

Of course, his cousin had to ruin it by talking. "Fuck the relation crap. That was just way too hot for one time."

Yuki heard the dark smirk in his voice, and though he privately agreed, decided he wouldn't let Kyo know that.

It was the bastard's turn to suffer now.

Love

A/N: I…utterly fail. But since I really didn't wanna just leave it like it was, I forced myself to finish it as best I could. Please don't be too harsh, since it was truly my first really, real lemon thingy. And I think the fact that I put a lot of effort and heart into it makes up a little for the flaws…erg, but maybe not. Sighs and bangs head dramatically.

I think for the time being I'll just stick to milder forms of BL, more the hint at romantic relationship kind. I just can't write lemons for squat. But…if you feel like leaving at least words of future encouragement, I would immensely apreciate it. Please don't tell me I suck or something, since believe me, I already know I do. I'm gonna go cry in the corner of woe or something now. Leave a review if you feel so inclined.

Man, I started with such ambition only to go down flaming. BLEH, how I do suck.