Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ A Slanted Line ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: vampyremiyu 
As the vacaiton begins to wind down, so do a few other things.
WARNING for LEMON content.
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.11.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
As the vacaiton begins to wind down, so do a few other things.
WARNING for LEMON content.
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.11.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
A SLANTED LINE
An Ouran High School Host Club fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
ADDED CHALLENGE: What's a good cure for muscle aches? A nice hot bath.... (wk 95/96)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Once again, thanks go to Ezri-chan for helping me to rebuild this idea with one of her own. *big hugs* And freshly squeezed lemonade for everyone! *rings the bell* Come and get it! A Standard Disclaimer appears at the end of the chapter.
CHAPTER 6
Haruhi sighed loudly as she submerged herself in a tub of nearly boiling water. The warmth bit into her cool skin and she hissed at the initial touch. But half way in she became used to the feel and was eager to be buried up to her chin.
Sighing again, she rested her head against the back of the tub. This was so much better than the cold snow she found herself enveloped in most of the day. Still, she had tons of fun on the slopes. So what if she was clumsy and prone to falling.
"Ouch, watch it, Kaoru!"
"Just hold still, Hikaru. I'm almost done."
At least she wasn't the only one.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"Big baby." A pause. "There all better."
The boys had received their fair share of bumps and bruises throughout the day. They still looked graceful and aristocratic doing it though. It was perplexing. She was certain she looked like the biggest goof. The boys certainly laughed like it.
After lunch they took a walk on a trail near the rim of the mountain. The trail had several points of interest, but Haruhi was happy just to be with the twins. The walk was quiet, reserved and rather uneventful. They held hands during the excursion, feeding off of the emotion from their early lunch and simply enjoying being in the presence of each other. When the trail ended, it was apparent that at least one of the twins was ready to do something else.
"You really think that's a good idea, Hikaru?"
"You're just worried you'll fall on your face, Kaoru."
"I'm more concerned about Haruhi falling on her face."
"Let's give it a try," Haruhi said. "Come on."
Hikaru was so pleased with himself that Haruhi agreed to go snowboarding that he did fall on his face. But after that, he was a master, surfing the snowy hills like wild, ocean waves. He was really enjoying himself, laughing, yelling and mercilessly teasing his twin, who didn't fair as well as he.
Contrary to Kaoru's worries, he was the one that fell on his face. Haruhi did just fine, finding it easier to balance and stay upright on the snowboard than with the skis. Hikaru was close by the whole time, helping her through the coarse. But it wasn't without problems, like not knowing how to stop once she got going. Thankfully, both boys were there to break her fall. When they managed to pick themselves up, bruised but unbeaten, they all shared a laugh.
"So what now?"
"What about the skating rink?"
"Skating? Are you mad?"
"What's wrong, Hikaru? Afraid you'll fall on your face?"
"Oh just you wait, Kaoru!"
Kaoru was able to get back at his brother by convincing him, and Haruhi, to go ice-skating. Well, it was more like a challenge. They raced to the rink, nearly leaving her behind. The usual, mischievous look was back, and Haruhi followed quickly so as not to miss a moment.
On the ice, Kaoru was the star. He glided across the ice like a pro, earning a few looks of admiration from several young women (not to mention the scowls of the young men with them). However, his focus was on Haruhi the entire time.
Like Hikaru, Kaoru showed Haruhi the basics and gave her pointers. She was shaky at first, unable to keep her feet beneath her. But after a short lesson and a few practice moves of her own, she managed to move across the ice without falling over.
Hikaru seemed to be more uncoordinated than Haruhi, but he was aided by several people (beautiful young girls, all of them). He seemed more disturbed by the surrounding women than he did about his skill. But after a while, he did get the hang of it. Apologizing to the young ladies who helped him, he chased after his brother, threatening to kill him.
Haruhi laughed, even now. She silently admitted to being jealous of those other women. Her own skill, however, would not have been good enough to help him. And she caught him looking at her as she moved around the rink practically attached to his brother's arm. Those were the eyes of a desperate man. But he took it all in stride and came through in the end. It was amusing to see him flail about as he skated around the rink after his teasing brother.
"Haruhi, dinner's here!"
"Don't be much longer, okay?"
"All right."
With a light giggle, and the hint of a moan, she stretched her limbs in the warm water. The bumps and bruises would fade, but her muscles seemed to remember every moment of the eventful day. They ached in a strangely wonderful way. After a few stretches, she sighed one last time, resigned to leaving the warm water behind in favor of an equally warm meal.
Hikaru was the first to greet Haruhi as she joined the boys in the luxurious suite of their cabin. He smiled when he saw her, standing from his seat on the large couch. His tall frame was covered with a dark blue tank top and matching lounging pants. She paused for a second, uncertain what the light flutter in her stomach was telling her. In that second he came to stand in front of her. She smiled up at him, a bit uncertain. She felt so small next to him, and shy since she was wearing an unfamiliar spaghetti strap top and flowery shorts. She
was really going to have to talk to her father.
"Did you pick out a movie," she asked.
"Yep. It's American. Is that okay?"
Haruhi shrugged. "Sure. As long as there are subtitles."
He tapped her on the top of the head with the DVD case. "Of course." Still smiling, he turned and headed towards the large, flat screen TV. It was nestled into the wall in front of the couch where he had been sitting.
"Haruhi! We got pizza," Kaoru said, pushing in a tray of boxes. "Eight different kinds."
Her eyes widened as she looked over the long tray. "Eight?"
"Yeah." He stopped the cart, running a hand through his unruly locks as he grinned sheepishly. "We weren't sure what kind you'd like."
"Oh."
Haruhi rested on the couch, looking over the selection Kaoru had brought in. Each pizza looked delicious, how was she supposed to choose? To her surprise, Hikaru grabbed a slice before sitting down next to her. No napkin. No plate. He simply folded the slice and took a large bite out of it. It appeared quite natural and odd at the same time. Tentatively, she grabbed a slice of the same pizza and placed it on a large napkin before carefully sitting it in her lap.
"You sure you like peppers? It has a lot," Hikaru warned before taking another bite of his slice.
"Maybe you should start with something light," Kaoru suggested, sitting on her other side. He grabbed a slice with all sorts of meats on it. Again, there was no napkin or plate used, but he didn't fold it in half. Using both hands, he took several small bites, eating the pizza straight from the tip back.
"Okay." Haruhi placed the first piece back on tray, close enough to grab later and chose a plain slice with cheese instead. She ate the slice in no time flat. Placing the crust on the napkin, she grabbed the slice with the veggies and ate that one at a slower pace.
As they settled onto the couch, the movie started. The boys explained a bit of the plot. It was a comedy, a spoof of a popular science fiction film she'd never seen. She was skeptical at first as the opening credits held little interest. But the opening scene was quite funny. She almost choked on her pizza from laughing so hard.
Though the picture was intriguing...and amusing...lethargy set in about half way through the movie. Haruhi was full, having eaten four large slices of pizza and downing two bottles of green tea on her own. But the day's events made her feel heavy and soon she found herself slumping onto her neighbor on the right. If Kaoru was angered or annoyed, he didn't show it. Instead, he lifted his arm, resting it on the back of the couch so that her head rested more comfortably on his shoulder.
Haruhi had no idea when the movie ended and another began. Her mind tried furiously to figure it out. In the meantime, she realized that she was still lodged into Karou's shoulder. His head was titled back, resting on the top of the couch. She had a very good view of paled skin and the hint of a musk as she inhaled. He appeared to be sleeping, but couldn't see past his nose to know for certain.
Even more surprising was that something was lying in her lap. A glance revealed it to be the other brother, his head resting on top of her thighs, face pointed at the TV. Was he still watching the movie? Carefully she lifted a hand, all ready resting on his shoulder. Tentatively, she brushed a few strands of his unruly hair down, caressing the edge of his ear before resting her hand again on his shoulder. He stirred a bit, but said nothing, consciously or unconsciously trying to sink deeper into her lap.
She looked up again, hoping to get a better look at Kaoru, only to find him staring down at her. She would have jumped had her body not felt so heavy. His face was expressionless, and his eyes -- a brilliant shade of brown she had never before seen -- were only half open. His lips parted slightly, but no sound came forth. Just a slow release of warm breath.
Still, he looked as if he wanted to say something. A question flashed in his eyes. What was it that he could not ask aloud?
Just as she opened her mouth to ask, his head fell forward, lips pressing hard against hers. Surprise caused her body to shiver, but lethargy still kept her in place. She was surprised again when she began to respond, unexpected emotion pouring from her as their lips stroked and caressed each other.
The next surprise came as she felt a hand lightly caressing her rib cage.
Under her shirt!
Her body did move then, a shiver rolling up her spine. A small moan followed. The hand had stopped moving around, but fingertips began caressing the skin in tiny circles. It was exciting and relaxing all at once. She sighed into her continued kiss with Kaoru, earning a light groan in return.
She moaned again as the light press of lips followed the brushing fingertips. Now the fingers were moving along her thighs, still tracing tiny shapes on her skin. She inhaled sharply as one finger caressed a straight line on the inside of her right thigh. The kiss broke momentarily, then, a chance to reclaim some air. Her eyes traveled downward, another shiver already running the length of her back and into her legs. The feelings themselves had been erotic. Watching only made them more intense.
Kaoru took advantage of her distraction. Although he, too, found the sight of his twin touching and kissing Haruhi very erotic, there was still so much more he wanted to do to her, for her. And as long as she wasn't adverse, he was going to try. His lips trailed across her cheek as her face turned and lowered. With the tip of his tongue, he blazed a trail of liquid fire down to her throat. Her head tilted sideways almost like magic, allowing him to take what he wanted.
Hikaru gave one last kiss to her stomach, pulling away slightly to inspect his partner. He had felt her eyes on him, causing his already gnawing desire to flare higher. From his angle, she presented a very tempting picture. His hands stopped tracing shapes and began stroking her inner and outer thighs from her knee until he could go no further. The heat of her was so obvious, he was so tempted to dive right in. But there was more. So much more. He wanted to see her. All of her, his eyes lifting to the risen hem of her shirt, which revealed the bottom swell of her breasts. He spotted one hand rising and, licking his lips, his own followed.
Haruhi gasped again, loudly this time as hands lightly grasped and cupped her breasts. With eyes closed and head thrown back. She had no idea which hand belonged to who, but it hardly mattered. They moved as one, molding, stroking, and plucking at her already painfully swollen nipples.
She moaned again, lips parting only to be taken once again in a fierce kiss. But this kiss ended as the hands on her chest relaxed and moved to caress other areas. The fire no longer burned, just sizzled in the pit of her stomach. What had she gotten herself into? But more importantly...was there more?! Her eyes opened then, searching curiously.
Kaoru caught her gaze first, a serious light shining in his eyes. His fingers idly caressed her bare shoulder. "Haruhi, are you okay with this?"
"We can stop. Whenever you want." Hikaru added, his knuckles swishing back and forth over her stomach. His look of desire belied the statement, but his words were earnest, sincere. "Just say the word."
"We won't argue."
"Or be angry."
She believed it was a dream. But the solid feel of their desire could not be mistaken for just a dream. Her own emotions were too out of control to truly check. Nerves shook her system as logic and need warred in her brain. Her breathing grew shallow, eyes drooping until they were half closed. Entranced, she whispered her reply.
"Okay."
And without thinking, reached out for both of them.
The only thing she could liken her next experience to was that of being eaten alive. Not in a painful, horror movie way, but in a sensual and gotta have more way. It was almost too much, both of them pouring all of themselves into their touches and kisses. They divided her attention, but her body felt erotically harmonized, soaking up the attention from them both.
She was only partially conscious of her shirt being removed. As her arms lifted, her position shifted, and she found herself, half lying on Kaoru. He continued to rain kisses upon her as Hikaru kept up his assault on her stomach. Slowly they both inched lower, both of Kaoru's hand cupping her bared breasts as Hikaru's fingertips dipped beneath the waistband of her short, attempting to move their already incredible experience to another level.
Sighing, she found one hand tangling in dirty blond hair as the other wrapped around the nape of the one closest to her. She wanted to participate in other ways, but their position made it difficult. But the slightest touch, the meekest caress caused both of her lovers to shiver. And it only encouraged them more to drive her completely mad with want.
She had no idea her shorts had been removed, and still had no clue even as she felt warm lips press against her center. She cried out in surprise, moaning her need and breathing hard as he tasted her. Her body writhed as he explored further, using his tongue and fingers. She felt as if she would explode. Then she did, eyes widening as her body unraveled into its most basic components.
But as she came apart, strong arms encompassed her, grounding her, holding her in place. She knew without thinking that it was Kaoru's strong embrace. Her body warmed, glowing even brighter as she relaxed into him. Silently, she thanked him for being there, for sharing the moment with her. A small smile graced her lips, which pressed lightly into his shoulder as she curled into him, wondering what would come next.
However, as the excitement rolled downhill, leaving her bereft of all the emotion she felt except for a warm afterglow, logic began to take over. Excitement turned to fear as she realized now what was happening. They had given so much to her and she...well she had been somewhat aggressive. She wanted them. Wanted their passion and love. But logically it was too much.
Curiosity was one thing. Was she ready? Even after that mind-blowing climax, the reality of the situation stunned her. Her body, once quaking with need, now shook with uncertainty.
Before the experience could go any further, she choked out,
"S-st-stop. Hikaru...Kaoru...onegai. Stop."
Almost as suddenly as the sensual assault began, it ended. Her fear had gotten the better of her. Ashamed and embarrassed she bowed her head as tears filled her eyes. There was no real reason to be scared, her mind scolded. But the uncertainty of how it would end frightened her. The feeling of warmth gone, the chill in the air as the twins pulled away only strengthened her fear and self-doubt.
She didn't even look up as she apologized. "Gomen...."
"It's okay," Kaoru said.
"We don't want to force you," Hikaru added.
"Besides, we know we can be a bit much when we're together."
She in haled, releasing it shakily. "You...should be angry...." It was the most logical thing. She was angry with herself!
"Disappointed maybe," Kaoru said. "But we gave you our word."
"We shared a wonderful thing, Haruhi," Hikaru said.
"All three of us."
"That means a lot."
"Besides, it's getting late."
"We should go to bed."
Haruhi sighed, but there was no real relief in it. The disappointment was obvious, even behind their reassuring smiles. Not until she felt them close in around her, arms enveloping her in an embrace only the twins could provide, did she allow herself a moment of respite. A few tears escaped, however she managed a smile as they reiterated their feelings for her.
"We love you."
"Don't ever forget that."
They kissed her tears away, then pulled her up from the couch. Pulling down her shirt, she searched for her remaining clothing. Her shorts were plucked off the floor, along with her underwear, as a blanket was draped around her shoulders. She accepted her discarded garments from one roguish twin as the other kissed her forehead before stepping back, revealing a sheepish grin. She watched for a second as they started towards their room. Then she turned to walk toward her own suite. As she reached the doorway, a voice stopped her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" It was Kaoru who asked, desire and need still shining in his eyes. A part of her wanted to answer that by jumping on him and kissing him senseless. His kisses had been spectacular. But that would have been unfair, and hypocritical.
She offered him a smile and simply nodded. "I'm fine. Goodnight."
"Good night." "Sweet dreams."
Oh the dreams would be sweet all right.
Especially after the encounter in the living room.
Closing the door to her room behind her, guilt for being afraid returned. If there had been no reason to be afraid, why then did she ask them to stop? Especially when her body wanted so much more. Guilt melted into disappointment. The twins did stop as they promised. No coercion or funny business. They may have been hard up, but neither showed anger. Relief flooded her body, only to be replaced with a slow burning fire. She could feel their lingering caresses and the still simmering climax Hikaru had given her. The memories filled her with a giddiness she had not felt since...since...well, perhaps never!
There was also a feeling of power. A sense of control she never felt around the boys before. It was, for lack of a better word, amazing. Her mind pondered over these new feelings as she climbed into bed.
And she smiled to herself as she drifted into sleep.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
DISCLAIMER:
Ouran High School Host Club is a brilliant piece of work by creator Bisco Hatori. Originally published in 2003 by HAKUSENSHA, Inc., Tokyo, Japan, this masterpiece is being translated and published by VIZ Media for fans in America and Canada. I do not own a single piece of the characters used in this story. They were kidnapped and used here without permission.
An Ouran High School Host Club fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
ADDED CHALLENGE: What's a good cure for muscle aches? A nice hot bath.... (wk 95/96)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Once again, thanks go to Ezri-chan for helping me to rebuild this idea with one of her own. *big hugs* And freshly squeezed lemonade for everyone! *rings the bell* Come and get it! A Standard Disclaimer appears at the end of the chapter.
CHAPTER 6
Haruhi sighed loudly as she submerged herself in a tub of nearly boiling water. The warmth bit into her cool skin and she hissed at the initial touch. But half way in she became used to the feel and was eager to be buried up to her chin.
Sighing again, she rested her head against the back of the tub. This was so much better than the cold snow she found herself enveloped in most of the day. Still, she had tons of fun on the slopes. So what if she was clumsy and prone to falling.
"Ouch, watch it, Kaoru!"
"Just hold still, Hikaru. I'm almost done."
At least she wasn't the only one.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"Big baby." A pause. "There all better."
The boys had received their fair share of bumps and bruises throughout the day. They still looked graceful and aristocratic doing it though. It was perplexing. She was certain she looked like the biggest goof. The boys certainly laughed like it.
After lunch they took a walk on a trail near the rim of the mountain. The trail had several points of interest, but Haruhi was happy just to be with the twins. The walk was quiet, reserved and rather uneventful. They held hands during the excursion, feeding off of the emotion from their early lunch and simply enjoying being in the presence of each other. When the trail ended, it was apparent that at least one of the twins was ready to do something else.
"You really think that's a good idea, Hikaru?"
"You're just worried you'll fall on your face, Kaoru."
"I'm more concerned about Haruhi falling on her face."
"Let's give it a try," Haruhi said. "Come on."
Hikaru was so pleased with himself that Haruhi agreed to go snowboarding that he did fall on his face. But after that, he was a master, surfing the snowy hills like wild, ocean waves. He was really enjoying himself, laughing, yelling and mercilessly teasing his twin, who didn't fair as well as he.
Contrary to Kaoru's worries, he was the one that fell on his face. Haruhi did just fine, finding it easier to balance and stay upright on the snowboard than with the skis. Hikaru was close by the whole time, helping her through the coarse. But it wasn't without problems, like not knowing how to stop once she got going. Thankfully, both boys were there to break her fall. When they managed to pick themselves up, bruised but unbeaten, they all shared a laugh.
"So what now?"
"What about the skating rink?"
"Skating? Are you mad?"
"What's wrong, Hikaru? Afraid you'll fall on your face?"
"Oh just you wait, Kaoru!"
Kaoru was able to get back at his brother by convincing him, and Haruhi, to go ice-skating. Well, it was more like a challenge. They raced to the rink, nearly leaving her behind. The usual, mischievous look was back, and Haruhi followed quickly so as not to miss a moment.
On the ice, Kaoru was the star. He glided across the ice like a pro, earning a few looks of admiration from several young women (not to mention the scowls of the young men with them). However, his focus was on Haruhi the entire time.
Like Hikaru, Kaoru showed Haruhi the basics and gave her pointers. She was shaky at first, unable to keep her feet beneath her. But after a short lesson and a few practice moves of her own, she managed to move across the ice without falling over.
Hikaru seemed to be more uncoordinated than Haruhi, but he was aided by several people (beautiful young girls, all of them). He seemed more disturbed by the surrounding women than he did about his skill. But after a while, he did get the hang of it. Apologizing to the young ladies who helped him, he chased after his brother, threatening to kill him.
Haruhi laughed, even now. She silently admitted to being jealous of those other women. Her own skill, however, would not have been good enough to help him. And she caught him looking at her as she moved around the rink practically attached to his brother's arm. Those were the eyes of a desperate man. But he took it all in stride and came through in the end. It was amusing to see him flail about as he skated around the rink after his teasing brother.
"Haruhi, dinner's here!"
"Don't be much longer, okay?"
"All right."
With a light giggle, and the hint of a moan, she stretched her limbs in the warm water. The bumps and bruises would fade, but her muscles seemed to remember every moment of the eventful day. They ached in a strangely wonderful way. After a few stretches, she sighed one last time, resigned to leaving the warm water behind in favor of an equally warm meal.
Hikaru was the first to greet Haruhi as she joined the boys in the luxurious suite of their cabin. He smiled when he saw her, standing from his seat on the large couch. His tall frame was covered with a dark blue tank top and matching lounging pants. She paused for a second, uncertain what the light flutter in her stomach was telling her. In that second he came to stand in front of her. She smiled up at him, a bit uncertain. She felt so small next to him, and shy since she was wearing an unfamiliar spaghetti strap top and flowery shorts. She
was really going to have to talk to her father.
"Did you pick out a movie," she asked.
"Yep. It's American. Is that okay?"
Haruhi shrugged. "Sure. As long as there are subtitles."
He tapped her on the top of the head with the DVD case. "Of course." Still smiling, he turned and headed towards the large, flat screen TV. It was nestled into the wall in front of the couch where he had been sitting.
"Haruhi! We got pizza," Kaoru said, pushing in a tray of boxes. "Eight different kinds."
Her eyes widened as she looked over the long tray. "Eight?"
"Yeah." He stopped the cart, running a hand through his unruly locks as he grinned sheepishly. "We weren't sure what kind you'd like."
"Oh."
Haruhi rested on the couch, looking over the selection Kaoru had brought in. Each pizza looked delicious, how was she supposed to choose? To her surprise, Hikaru grabbed a slice before sitting down next to her. No napkin. No plate. He simply folded the slice and took a large bite out of it. It appeared quite natural and odd at the same time. Tentatively, she grabbed a slice of the same pizza and placed it on a large napkin before carefully sitting it in her lap.
"You sure you like peppers? It has a lot," Hikaru warned before taking another bite of his slice.
"Maybe you should start with something light," Kaoru suggested, sitting on her other side. He grabbed a slice with all sorts of meats on it. Again, there was no napkin or plate used, but he didn't fold it in half. Using both hands, he took several small bites, eating the pizza straight from the tip back.
"Okay." Haruhi placed the first piece back on tray, close enough to grab later and chose a plain slice with cheese instead. She ate the slice in no time flat. Placing the crust on the napkin, she grabbed the slice with the veggies and ate that one at a slower pace.
As they settled onto the couch, the movie started. The boys explained a bit of the plot. It was a comedy, a spoof of a popular science fiction film she'd never seen. She was skeptical at first as the opening credits held little interest. But the opening scene was quite funny. She almost choked on her pizza from laughing so hard.
Though the picture was intriguing...and amusing...lethargy set in about half way through the movie. Haruhi was full, having eaten four large slices of pizza and downing two bottles of green tea on her own. But the day's events made her feel heavy and soon she found herself slumping onto her neighbor on the right. If Kaoru was angered or annoyed, he didn't show it. Instead, he lifted his arm, resting it on the back of the couch so that her head rested more comfortably on his shoulder.
Haruhi had no idea when the movie ended and another began. Her mind tried furiously to figure it out. In the meantime, she realized that she was still lodged into Karou's shoulder. His head was titled back, resting on the top of the couch. She had a very good view of paled skin and the hint of a musk as she inhaled. He appeared to be sleeping, but couldn't see past his nose to know for certain.
Even more surprising was that something was lying in her lap. A glance revealed it to be the other brother, his head resting on top of her thighs, face pointed at the TV. Was he still watching the movie? Carefully she lifted a hand, all ready resting on his shoulder. Tentatively, she brushed a few strands of his unruly hair down, caressing the edge of his ear before resting her hand again on his shoulder. He stirred a bit, but said nothing, consciously or unconsciously trying to sink deeper into her lap.
She looked up again, hoping to get a better look at Kaoru, only to find him staring down at her. She would have jumped had her body not felt so heavy. His face was expressionless, and his eyes -- a brilliant shade of brown she had never before seen -- were only half open. His lips parted slightly, but no sound came forth. Just a slow release of warm breath.
Still, he looked as if he wanted to say something. A question flashed in his eyes. What was it that he could not ask aloud?
Just as she opened her mouth to ask, his head fell forward, lips pressing hard against hers. Surprise caused her body to shiver, but lethargy still kept her in place. She was surprised again when she began to respond, unexpected emotion pouring from her as their lips stroked and caressed each other.
The next surprise came as she felt a hand lightly caressing her rib cage.
Under her shirt!
Her body did move then, a shiver rolling up her spine. A small moan followed. The hand had stopped moving around, but fingertips began caressing the skin in tiny circles. It was exciting and relaxing all at once. She sighed into her continued kiss with Kaoru, earning a light groan in return.
She moaned again as the light press of lips followed the brushing fingertips. Now the fingers were moving along her thighs, still tracing tiny shapes on her skin. She inhaled sharply as one finger caressed a straight line on the inside of her right thigh. The kiss broke momentarily, then, a chance to reclaim some air. Her eyes traveled downward, another shiver already running the length of her back and into her legs. The feelings themselves had been erotic. Watching only made them more intense.
Kaoru took advantage of her distraction. Although he, too, found the sight of his twin touching and kissing Haruhi very erotic, there was still so much more he wanted to do to her, for her. And as long as she wasn't adverse, he was going to try. His lips trailed across her cheek as her face turned and lowered. With the tip of his tongue, he blazed a trail of liquid fire down to her throat. Her head tilted sideways almost like magic, allowing him to take what he wanted.
Hikaru gave one last kiss to her stomach, pulling away slightly to inspect his partner. He had felt her eyes on him, causing his already gnawing desire to flare higher. From his angle, she presented a very tempting picture. His hands stopped tracing shapes and began stroking her inner and outer thighs from her knee until he could go no further. The heat of her was so obvious, he was so tempted to dive right in. But there was more. So much more. He wanted to see her. All of her, his eyes lifting to the risen hem of her shirt, which revealed the bottom swell of her breasts. He spotted one hand rising and, licking his lips, his own followed.
Haruhi gasped again, loudly this time as hands lightly grasped and cupped her breasts. With eyes closed and head thrown back. She had no idea which hand belonged to who, but it hardly mattered. They moved as one, molding, stroking, and plucking at her already painfully swollen nipples.
She moaned again, lips parting only to be taken once again in a fierce kiss. But this kiss ended as the hands on her chest relaxed and moved to caress other areas. The fire no longer burned, just sizzled in the pit of her stomach. What had she gotten herself into? But more importantly...was there more?! Her eyes opened then, searching curiously.
Kaoru caught her gaze first, a serious light shining in his eyes. His fingers idly caressed her bare shoulder. "Haruhi, are you okay with this?"
"We can stop. Whenever you want." Hikaru added, his knuckles swishing back and forth over her stomach. His look of desire belied the statement, but his words were earnest, sincere. "Just say the word."
"We won't argue."
"Or be angry."
She believed it was a dream. But the solid feel of their desire could not be mistaken for just a dream. Her own emotions were too out of control to truly check. Nerves shook her system as logic and need warred in her brain. Her breathing grew shallow, eyes drooping until they were half closed. Entranced, she whispered her reply.
"Okay."
And without thinking, reached out for both of them.
The only thing she could liken her next experience to was that of being eaten alive. Not in a painful, horror movie way, but in a sensual and gotta have more way. It was almost too much, both of them pouring all of themselves into their touches and kisses. They divided her attention, but her body felt erotically harmonized, soaking up the attention from them both.
She was only partially conscious of her shirt being removed. As her arms lifted, her position shifted, and she found herself, half lying on Kaoru. He continued to rain kisses upon her as Hikaru kept up his assault on her stomach. Slowly they both inched lower, both of Kaoru's hand cupping her bared breasts as Hikaru's fingertips dipped beneath the waistband of her short, attempting to move their already incredible experience to another level.
Sighing, she found one hand tangling in dirty blond hair as the other wrapped around the nape of the one closest to her. She wanted to participate in other ways, but their position made it difficult. But the slightest touch, the meekest caress caused both of her lovers to shiver. And it only encouraged them more to drive her completely mad with want.
She had no idea her shorts had been removed, and still had no clue even as she felt warm lips press against her center. She cried out in surprise, moaning her need and breathing hard as he tasted her. Her body writhed as he explored further, using his tongue and fingers. She felt as if she would explode. Then she did, eyes widening as her body unraveled into its most basic components.
But as she came apart, strong arms encompassed her, grounding her, holding her in place. She knew without thinking that it was Kaoru's strong embrace. Her body warmed, glowing even brighter as she relaxed into him. Silently, she thanked him for being there, for sharing the moment with her. A small smile graced her lips, which pressed lightly into his shoulder as she curled into him, wondering what would come next.
However, as the excitement rolled downhill, leaving her bereft of all the emotion she felt except for a warm afterglow, logic began to take over. Excitement turned to fear as she realized now what was happening. They had given so much to her and she...well she had been somewhat aggressive. She wanted them. Wanted their passion and love. But logically it was too much.
Curiosity was one thing. Was she ready? Even after that mind-blowing climax, the reality of the situation stunned her. Her body, once quaking with need, now shook with uncertainty.
Before the experience could go any further, she choked out,
"S-st-stop. Hikaru...Kaoru...onegai. Stop."
Almost as suddenly as the sensual assault began, it ended. Her fear had gotten the better of her. Ashamed and embarrassed she bowed her head as tears filled her eyes. There was no real reason to be scared, her mind scolded. But the uncertainty of how it would end frightened her. The feeling of warmth gone, the chill in the air as the twins pulled away only strengthened her fear and self-doubt.
She didn't even look up as she apologized. "Gomen...."
"It's okay," Kaoru said.
"We don't want to force you," Hikaru added.
"Besides, we know we can be a bit much when we're together."
She in haled, releasing it shakily. "You...should be angry...." It was the most logical thing. She was angry with herself!
"Disappointed maybe," Kaoru said. "But we gave you our word."
"We shared a wonderful thing, Haruhi," Hikaru said.
"All three of us."
"That means a lot."
"Besides, it's getting late."
"We should go to bed."
Haruhi sighed, but there was no real relief in it. The disappointment was obvious, even behind their reassuring smiles. Not until she felt them close in around her, arms enveloping her in an embrace only the twins could provide, did she allow herself a moment of respite. A few tears escaped, however she managed a smile as they reiterated their feelings for her.
"We love you."
"Don't ever forget that."
They kissed her tears away, then pulled her up from the couch. Pulling down her shirt, she searched for her remaining clothing. Her shorts were plucked off the floor, along with her underwear, as a blanket was draped around her shoulders. She accepted her discarded garments from one roguish twin as the other kissed her forehead before stepping back, revealing a sheepish grin. She watched for a second as they started towards their room. Then she turned to walk toward her own suite. As she reached the doorway, a voice stopped her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" It was Kaoru who asked, desire and need still shining in his eyes. A part of her wanted to answer that by jumping on him and kissing him senseless. His kisses had been spectacular. But that would have been unfair, and hypocritical.
She offered him a smile and simply nodded. "I'm fine. Goodnight."
"Good night." "Sweet dreams."
Oh the dreams would be sweet all right.
Especially after the encounter in the living room.
Closing the door to her room behind her, guilt for being afraid returned. If there had been no reason to be afraid, why then did she ask them to stop? Especially when her body wanted so much more. Guilt melted into disappointment. The twins did stop as they promised. No coercion or funny business. They may have been hard up, but neither showed anger. Relief flooded her body, only to be replaced with a slow burning fire. She could feel their lingering caresses and the still simmering climax Hikaru had given her. The memories filled her with a giddiness she had not felt since...since...well, perhaps never!
There was also a feeling of power. A sense of control she never felt around the boys before. It was, for lack of a better word, amazing. Her mind pondered over these new feelings as she climbed into bed.
And she smiled to herself as she drifted into sleep.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
DISCLAIMER:
Ouran High School Host Club is a brilliant piece of work by creator Bisco Hatori. Originally published in 2003 by HAKUSENSHA, Inc., Tokyo, Japan, this masterpiece is being translated and published by VIZ Media for fans in America and Canada. I do not own a single piece of the characters used in this story. They were kidnapped and used here without permission.