Well, this is the first of hopefully many! Maybe I'll make this anime oneshots or publish it in the fluff and smut books. I'm not sure yet. For now, enjoy my incest.

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Members of the Sohma family all held their fair share of troubles. Burdens to carry on their shoulders. One of the troubles they all shared was the difficulty of finding love. With Akito's oppression, any person a member of the Zodiac loved was threatened. There were many examples of this. Khana, Kisa... Women that had been hurt because men of the zodiac had fallen in love with them. But Haru would never let anyone hurt Yukki.

Not that Akito would ever seriously hurt his favorite plaything. Well... Physically damage. He did plenty of that, but no permanent harm had ever been done to Yukki's body. Only his mind had been scarred.

But Haru had loved Yukki for a long time. Not many people knew. Only Tohru, actually. But that was only because he told her about his feelings. His languid nature and good heart made him affectionate to people he was close to. So nobody had thought anything of how clingy Haru was towards Yukki. After all, he used to have Kyo walk him to the bathroom. He was always tugging on people's shirts and hugging his relatives. So he had managed to hide his love and keep Yukki safe.

That is, of course, until yesterday.

He had visited Shigure's house to bring Kisa and Momiji to Tohru. The three had planned a day out shopping. Kyo was on the roof, brooding over heaven knows what. Shigure was out of the house on business. At least, that's what he said he was doing. Really he was visiting Ayame's dress shop. That left Haru and Yukki alone in the house. Haru had no interest in shopping with the others, and Yukki had homework to do. So Haru sat quietly on Yukki's bed and watching him do his work.

"Haru, do you really have to stare? It's very distracting." Yukki said in his quiet, articulate voice.

"Oh." Haru hummed. "I didn't realize. I'm sorry."

Yukki sighed. "Don't you have anything better to do?"

Haru shook his head. "No. I like watching you."

"That's really not the point. We have books, a television. Really, there's more interesting things to do here other than ogle at me doing mundane tasks."

"I'm sorry." Haru repeated.

Yukki sighed again. "You don't have to apologize. Just stop staring."

"Okay." Haru agreed. But he couldn't keep his promise. Without even realizing it, he found his eyes wandering back towards Yukki. He couldn't help but stare. There was just something about Yukki that was special to Haru. That kept him coming back over and over. He listened to the scratching of Yukki's pen on paper. Watching the way his hair swayed in front of his eyes in the breeze from the open window. He was beautiful. Really. For a guy, he was pretty. He had a reputation for it. A well earned one.

Yukki set down his pen with a sigh. "Alright, what do I need to do to make you leave me alone?"

Haru was startled out of his train of thought. The sound of Yukki's voice. His tone. He sounded... Irritated. The way he addresses Kyo or Ayame. Instantly Haru felt the guilt.

"Um... I'm sorry."

Yukki groaned. He wished that Haru would stop apologizing. He sounded like Ritzu. Well, not really. Ritzu was a lot more... Enthusiastic about apologizing. "Listen, it's really not that big a deal. I'll just stop. I shouldn't be ignoring you anyways. It's bad manners."

Haru blinked. There was confusion in his dull grey eyes. It was hard to see through his hair. A curtain of white locks falling in front of them. Messy and bushy. The way his hair always covered his face suited him. He was so... Shy. Maybe not shy. But quiet. Definitely quiet.

"Yukki." He said.

"Yes?" Yukki asked.

He didn't answer. He just kept staring. Yukki started to feel uncomfortable, blushing instinctively.

He was startled when Haru reached out and grabbed onto the armrest of his chair, pulling him closer to the edge of the bed where Haru sat. His face showed no emotion, but his eyes revealed everything. Haru locked eyes with Yukki and kept his gaze steady.

"You know, you're really pretty." Haru said flatly.

Now Yukki was confused. "Wait... What?"

Without answering him, Haru grabbed onto Yukki's shirt. At first, Yukki was worried that he had gone black. He braced himself for a punch that never came. Instead he got a kiss.

His eyes went wide. He didn't even shove Haru off. Taken by surprise. Yukki could feel the blood rush to his face (and his groin.) He was being kissed by his cousin. And he was LIKING IT.

Yukki quickly got over his shock and began squirming under Haru's hold. But Haru didn't let go. Instead he pulled Yukki closer, letting go of his shirt to wrap his arms around Yukki's waist and pull him up off of the chair. Yukki was limp as Haru pulled him from his desk chair and onto his lap. From underneath him, Yukki could feel Haru's dick stir as well. He blushed harder. But he was too far gone to resist. Instead of pushing Haru away, he gave in.

Haru pulled back for breath, pleased by the whine of loss he received. One hand left Yukki's waist to grip at his chin and hold him in place. He looked at Yukki's face. The irritation from moments ago was gone. Replaced with rosy red cheeks and lusty eyes. Haru's breath caught in his chest at the sight. He was gorgeous. Just perfect.

"You're amazing." Haru breathed. Yukki didn't reply. He just mewled and nuzzled up to Haru. Haru felt pride. Happiness swelling in his chest. Knowing that he could please the boy he loved most, it was an amazing feeling. He wanted more.

He gently took Yukki by the shoulders and turned them over so that Yukki was lying on the bed below Haru. Haru loomed above him on all fours. His eyes raked up and down Yukki's body. Even with all his clothes on, Yukki could feel the intensity of his gaze. He was embarrassed. But he still couldn't bring himself to protest. He knew that Haru would stop if he said it. But Yukki didn't. He couldn't. He didn't know why. It was wrong and he knew it. But the way Haru made him feel made him think...

He couldn't think. He didn't have time to think before Haru leaned down to kiss him again. But this time Yukki opened his mouth and let Haru in. Haru's warm, wet tongue intruded Yukki's mouth. Coming in and exploring the depths offered to him. Yukki moaned into Haru's mouth, who swallowed Yukki's cries. Yukki's hands grabbed desperately at Haru's biceps. But Haru made no moves to hurry things along. He seemed perfectly content just to be kissing Yukki just then. Yukki, however, had other plans for them.

He began tearing blindly at the buttons on his shirt. They were slippery, and he wasn't making much progress, but it was enough for Haru to take notice. He was pleasantly surprised, nearly purring in his arousal.

"Oooooh, you want more, huh?"

Yukki didn't answer, he just continued working away at his buttons. Why did he wear shirts with so many buttons on them?!

Haru smiled, tilting his head a little and letting the hair fall down away from his face. "I'm happy to help."

"That's more like it." Yukki growled, finally freeing the last button on his shirt and tearing it away.

"Oh." Haru said simply. It wasn't like Haru hadn't seen Yukki shirtless before, but he hadn't been so... Free to explore it before. Especially with his eyes. Yukki was muscular in a lean and skinny sort of way. You could tell he was in shape, but he wasn't bulging with muscle either. Like a true twink. Very similar to Haru himself. Haru just had a little more mass.

Haru planted his face in Yukki's chest, right between his nipples. "You're so pretty." Haru mumbled into Yukki's ribcage.

"Haru!" Yukki exclaimed. His embarrassment was rising again, anxiety making him self conscious.

"Shh." Haru shushed him. "Don't think. Just accept the compliment."

Yukki was hesitant, but he nodded nonetheless.

Haru began kissing all over Yukki's best and collarbones. His embarrassment quickly disappeared and was replaced with the urgency from before. Haru was covering Yukki with his mouth, occasionally sucking and biting and then soothing the bruises with more gentle kisses. Yukki threw his head back, gasping for breath. The very air around them seemed to be heating up, smothering him. It probably WAS getting hotter, actually. He could definitely SMELL the change in the air. The sweet smell of arousal mixed with the biting musk of sweat.

Just when he thought he was going to burst, Haru pulled away from him.

"Uuuh!!" Yukki whined. He sounded so pathetic and needy that he winced at the sound of his own voice. Haru just smiled down at him and pulled off his own shirt. Yukki watched the fabric wrinkle and reveal Haru's own sinewy form. Haru had gained weight. It looked good on him. Yukki felt his mouth water.

Yukki groaned when Haru ground his hips down against Yukki's. Haru's nails dug into Yukki's pectorals. Yukki hissed at the sting and bucked his hips up. Their lips met again, Yukki biting and trying to suck Haru's tongue farther into his mouth.

"I seriously love you." Haru said.

"I seriously will murder you if you don't put your hand on my dick."

Haru froze. He had never heard anything so vulgar come out of Yukki's mouth. No swear words. No sexual comments. Nothing of that nature. Hearing Yukki talk like that... It turned Haru on more than he could handle. Yukki groaned impatiently and grabbed Haru by the neck, pulling him back down for another kiss. Haru snapped out of it.

"So needy." He growled. Yukki didn't deny it. He knew. They both knew.

"Shut up." Yukki replied, breathing heavily. "I meant it. Put your hand on my dick already!"

Haru smiled at Yukki's newfound boldness and did as his cousin asked. Haru's slender fingers wrapped around Yukki's shaft. Yukki keened, a high, girly sound that made Yukki burn with embarrassment. But Haru didn't mind. He liked it, actually. He wanted to hear it again. But Yukki smacked his hand over his mouth to muffle the sounds, trying to bite them back. Haru frowned, pausing his movements. He pressed his nose up against Yukki's jawbone and breathed in the sweet scent of his arousal. "Don't hold back." Haru whispered. "I like it when you make noise."

If Yukki could blush any brighter, he's sure he would have. He must look fucking ridiculous. "Haru..." He began. But Haru wasn't having any of it. He leaned forward and silenced his lover with a kiss.

"Shut up." Haru growled. "And keep making noise."

Yukki didn't want to risk Haru going black, especially when they were doing this. He decided to just do what Haru said.

His eyes rolled back in his head when Haru went back to stroking. But while he moved his hand, he was backing up, going down. Yukki shivered when the cold air hit him. Haru's body covering him had protected him from the air around them, it felt cold. "What are you..." Yukki paused when he saw the look on Haru's face.

He was staring at Yukki's cock, dribbling pre-cum, and licking his lips. Was he about to do what Yukki thought he was going to do?

Oh hell yes he was. Haru pressed his lips up against the head of Yukki's member. Yukki sucked in a deep breath and held it in anticipation. At first, Haru only applied a small amount of suction. Just sucking in Yukki's pre-cum and savoring the taste. A bit bitter, slightly salty, with a sweetness... Haru decided that he liked it. Then again, none of this came as a surprise to him. He had sucked dick before. But he wasn't the top last time. This was a new experience for both men.

Yukki however, was wondering if he could handle all this. He had actually never jacked off. It just... Never occurred to him. All this pleasure was new to him. He was such a virgin it was embarrassing. But he didn't have much time to think. Again his thoughts were erased as he was over stimulated. He shook as he came right down Haru's throat. Haru was still, just watching Yukki's face while he orgasmed. The way his mouth opened and his eyes clenched shut.

"Hot." Haru mumbled.

"S-shut up." Yukki stuttered. "I never... Well... You're still..."

"Yeah." Haru said. "You don't have to do anything if you don't want to."

"But that isn't fair." Yukki sighed. "You did that for me, so I have to get you there too."

"I don't want a blowjob." Haru whispered, his voice all low and sexy and rasping from having Yukki down his throat. "So if you want to keep your virginity, you had better say no right now."

Yukki was tempted to say no. But he was more tempted to say yes. Haru's voice was full of promise, and he knew that it would feel good. He hesitated, but nodded.

Haru licked his lips again, smirking. Okay, Yukki admits, he was nervous. He was unsure if this would turn Haru black or what, but he had to trust in Haru. For now... He had faith in him.

"Alright. You're lucky I brought my lube." Haru murmured, reaching over and pulling a bottle out of the pocket of his white jacket.

"Why in the world are you carrying around bottles of that stuff?" Yukki asked.

Haru shook his head. "You don't want to know how many answers that question has."

Yukki blinked. "Um... Okay."

Haru tossed the cap over his shoulder and dipped his fingers into the bottle. "Try to relax." Haru said. If only he could heed his own advice. He was shaking from head to toe. Of course, it was only natural to be nervous. He knew Yukki was a virgin. He was about to take the virginity of the man he loved. A boy he had loved since he was a child. Haru made a quick prayer in his head as he pressed his slick fingers up to Yukki's entrance.

Yukki gasped, grabbing the bed sheets on either side of his head. "Relax." Haru repeated.

He reached for Yukki's other hand. Their fingers interlocked and Haru pushed the first finger in. Wiggling it around experimentally, Haru kissed Yukki. "Does it hurt?" He asked.

His cousin's face wore a look of curiosity and he rolled his hips down. "...No." He finally said. "It's just... Weird."

Haru took that as a good sign, easing another finger in beside the first. Luckily, he had been very generous with the lubricant. It went in easily and didn't hurt too bad.

Slender hands wrapped around Haru's biceps and pulled him closer. "Is this uncomfortable?" Haru asked again.

"Put another one in." Yukki replied. He was liking this burn a little too much. He needed the pain to be more intense. Haru did as he asked, sliding the third finger in. Haru released a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

"You're taking them so well." Haru breathed. "You're doing great, babe."

"Don't call me that." Yukki insisted. But it was hard to take him seriously with the way he said it. Breathy with little moans in between each word. Yukki's back arched off the bed when Haru put the fourth and final finger in. He was tempted to put his fist in, but this was Yukki's first time. Haru didn't want to push it. So he decided four was enough for today.

Yukki groaned when he felt Haru's fingers wiggling inside of him. Moving and stretching him out. He tried to say something, but his words caught in his throat. He was powerless against the sensations. His dick began to swell again. Standing up alarmingly fast. Haru smiled, pushing his fingers in up to the knuckle. Yukki moaned. The wanton sound echoed in the confines of his room.

"Haru, please." Yukki begged. Haru silenced him with a quick kiss and pulled his fingers out. Yukki gasped, shocked. Did it always feel this empty?

He ignored Yukki's impatient noises and took his time slicking himself up. Pressing his fingers back up against Yukki's entrance and pushing some more lube in. Maybe this was a bit too much, but Haru didn't want to hurt him. So he used a generous amount. Finally he lined himself up and leaned over Yukki. He pressed a kiss up against the boy's cheek.

"I love you." Haru said one final time before pushing in.

Yukki gasped, grabbing onto Haru's hair. His right hand in the white and his left hand in the black. Haru gave a shallow thrust, just going in an inch. Yukki looked down, seeing the black and white pubes he had showed to that idiot who insulted them over their hair colors and uniforms. He felt a pang of jealousy. Woah. Haru wasn't his boyfriend. He didn't own him. So why why was he feeling jealous.

For what was probably the fourth time in the past half hour, Yukki's thoughts were cut off by Haru's constant attack of pleasure when he hit that special place inside him. Yukki screamed then, throwing his head back and gasping for air.

"Oh, damn! Do that again!" He shouted.

Haru smirked. "You got it."

He grabbed onto Yukki's shoulders and used it as leverage to pound into him. Yukki was constantly screaming now, sounds he didn't even know he could make were being punched out of him. The sound of Haru's hips smacking against Yukki's ass were almost percussive. He hissed as Yukki tore at his hair. Yukki's ears were ringing. He couldn't think. He could hardly see. All he could see was Haru's face, blissed out and full of emotion. Somehow that only turned him on more. They were rocketing to orgasm together. One hand left Haru's hair to hold his hand again. He sat up to kiss him. Haru kissed back. It was urgent and desperate. Yukki whimpered a little and melted into Haru's arms. Haru ground his hips up.

"That's right. Give in." Haru encouraged him quietly. "Forget about everything else. Just focus on me. Look at me."

Yukki did. He saw the love on Haru's face, and he knew it wasn't just the lust. He knew that Haru cared.

Maybe that was what sent him over the edge. Or maybe it was the way Haru rolled his hips on the final thrust. Either way, Yukki came breathless and holding onto Haru.

Thy only had a moment to relax and enjoy their post-orgasm glow before they heard someone stomping up the stairs.

"Yukki! Damn it, I could hear you on the roof! What is all that noise?!" Kyo shouted, as he yanked the door to Yukki's room open.

They locked eyes. Kyo's face flushed brighter than his hair. Haru looked perfectly calm, but he was still blushing. Meanwhile, Yukki was dying of shame.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Yukki shouted at Kyo.

"Me?! I should ask the same thing!" Kyo yelled, pointing at Yukki in accusatory way. "Please tell me you weren't just doing what I think you were doing!"

Yukki was silent, burying his face in his sheets.

"Oh my god." Kyo said, storming away. "Oh my GOD!"

"You left the door open!" Haru called. But Kyo was gone.

Kyo spent the next week on the roof. When Tohru managed to get him down to eat, he wouldn't meet Yukki's eye, much less talk to him. In many ways, Yukki saw this as an improvement. But still, he couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Especially when he caught them again only two days later.

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*Nose blood geyser*

I dedicate this to crystle97

Oh my god I fucking loved writing this shit. I gotta make more! Sorry, I don't care if you don't like incest. Or gay people. Fight me.

-💕 Bubblegum 💕