Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ A Slanted Line ❯ Chapter 8
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By: vampyremiyu 
WARNING: LEMON CONTENT
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.03.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
WARNING: LEMON CONTENT
Anime/Manga: Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.03.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
A SLANTED LINE
An Ouran High School Host Club fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
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 the tease is over! Will Haruhi truly see this through? More lemon in this chapter. A Standard Disclaimer appears at the end of the chapter.
CHAPTER 8
"You have to be sure."
"Absolutely sure."
Haruhi was certain, if only for a moment. And in that moment she felt a need for both Hikaru and Kaoru that she couldn't fathom. She never felt anything like it!
Leaning forward she captured Kaoru's lips. Her kiss was amateur at best, and she thought she was doing it all wrong when he didn't respond immediately. But when his lips pressed firmly against hers, it was like an electric shock to Haruhi. Her courage grew as she darted the tip of tongue, licking his lower lip. He teased with his own tongue in return. When his tongue found the inside cavern of her mouth, grazing the top of her teeth, he moaned. Still daring she returned the action by pushing as much of her tongue into his mouth as possible.
Then there was Hikaru, laving her neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses. Lightly he ground himself into her, his hand alternating between caressing and grasping as it moved up and down her leg. After a brief rest on her hip, it moved forward, downward. She felt his thumb along the waistband of her bottoms, his skin scorching hers as it crossed her stomach. It was joined by two more fingers as he moved lower, reaching for his intended target.
Haruhi moaned into the kiss she shared with Kaoru, pushing her upper half against the hand that gently kneaded her breast. The pressure felt...good. The hundry kiss was even better. She wanted to be closer to him. To feel more of him. Of it's own free will, her hand found it's way beneath his tank top, nails gliding across taught skin in an effort to feel satisfied.
And when Hikaru's fingers found their target, she groaned loudly, pushing her hips against his erection, one fingertip sliding gently inside of her. She broke the kiss for a moment, gasping for air. Kaoru took the opportunity to taste more of her skin, trailing kisses down her jaw and across to her neck. His own body caught fire as her hand continued to explore his chest. She mimicked every movement of his hand on her chest. Then it moved downward until it rested on the waistband of his pants. His hips attempted to move closer, wanting her to touch him.
Haruhi tried to keep up with them, lost in the sensations they were creating. So much energy. So much feeling. Her body warmed from the center outward. So much so that she felt uncomfortable in her own skin. Itchy, almost. Her legs moved, seeking relief. One became trapped between Kaoru's. The other was locked between Hikaru's.
"Kaoru...Hikaru...I-I...."
Another finger joined the one already pushed deeply inside of her and she exploded like a volcano, groaning and whimpering with the release. Grasping onto whatever she could manage, she tried to find stability in the chaos. Her body was electrified, her mind numbed by the experience. The smile she wore couldn't be helped, but there was still so much. She didn't want to stop now. She opened her mouth to speak again, something more coherent, but Kaoru stopped her with a finger.
"We're far from done," Hikaru whispered into her ear.
In the blink of an eye, she found herself in a sitting position. Hikaru divested her of her top while Kaoru removed his. She was fascinated by the contours of Kaoru's chest. The smoothness of his skin. The tiny dip of his bellybutton. She touched him, unafraid, and felt herself being touched as well. Her body and mind reacted separately for time. But once Kaoru's lips locked onto her neck, his fingertips skimming along the side of one breast, everything erupted into flames.
Having tasted enough of her lips, Kaoru immediately sought out her neck, placing open-mouthed kisses there. And as her hands explored his body, he guided one lower, to the evidence of his desire for her. His body exploded and he groaned, fighting the release that threatened as she touched him. Then he pulled away, head thrown back as her hand sought the warmth of him beneath the fabric of his pants.
Hikaru lingered at Haruhi's back, holding her steady. His brother looked very surprised by something Haruhi had done. He could only guess as his vision was partially blocked. But in the end, when Kaoru raised his head and their eyes met, he knew what had happened and groaned himself. He wanted her to touch him like that, to feel the heat he could feel pouring off of them together. His own hands moved from her back, around to her breasts. Kneading the mounds gently he heard Haruhi gasp, then groan, pushing back against him while her hands continued to work his brother into a frenzy.
To anyone else it may have been an odd experience, but Hikaru found it quite natural. More so than he first believed when Kaoru convinced him this right. But it was. So much so! A connection that bound all three of them together.
A connection that gave Kaoru an idea.
Haruhi gasped, surprised and overwhelmed by the powerful grasp of her breasts. But not nearly as surprised as when she saw Kaoru dip his head then felt his tongue lightly brush one hardened nipple. Her entire body tingled from that one point outward. A shaky hand dug into Kaoru's hair, holding him as he suckled her, creating new feelings of warmth in her stomach. The other tightened its grip on him, his grip tightening on her own, moving faster at his urging.
Hikaru played with the breast his brother left unattended while the other sought out the warmth of her center. He was surprised to find his brother one step ahead of him. But he didn't hesitate, moving touch where he could. In places where he was already familiar and in some he was not.
Kaoru didn't argue when his brother's fingers joined his in the heat of her center. Apparently, neither did Haruhi. She continued to moan, whimper, her body pushing against them both. Kaoru's lips moved upward, trailing kisses to her shoulder. He also loosened himself from her grasp, too close to his end but unready to give in. Together, they toyed with her, touching and stroking, until she cried out in another moving release.
It was then the boys' eyes met over her shoulder. They were both ready to have her, but they didn't want to overwhelm her. Not wanting to hurt her. They'd come too far to screw things up now.
"Kaoru...."
"Hikaru?"
"Don't waste time," he muttered back.
Haruhi was slowly coming to her senses. Her mind and body were focused on only one thing. She leaned forward as Kaoru pulled away. Her hands aided in removing his pants, then grasped his hips to pull him closer. She bit into her bottom lip, licking the dry skin with her tongue as she got a good look at him, fully naked before her.
A silent 'thank you' hung in the air, even as Haruhi moved to sit in his lap, oblivious to their conversation. She didn't hesitate when she positioned herself above him. There was no holding back as she started to lower herself onto him. The only pause came when her virginity had been reached. She looked up at him, uncertain. But with a kiss, and a quick thrust, there were no more barriers. No more need to hesitate.
Kaoru kissed away her tears, while Hikaru whispered words of love and encouragement. Slowly, her body began to relax, adjusting to the intrusion. She tried to focus on the logistics but her thoughts were drowned out by feelings, new sensations she had never experienced before. She grimaced as he moved inside of her. However, after a moment, she was moving with him.
Kaoru groaned as they settled into rhythm. Moving together in an ancient choreographed dance. His hand grasped her bottom, aiding in her movement, his hips thrusting a little faster. It was all going too fast, he told himself. He needed to slow down. But his body had no intention of denying itself this time. She felt so good around him, her center squeezing him tightly. Her hands grasped at his shoulders and chest, adding to the building heat.
Hikaru couldn't stop himself from watching them move together. He remained close by, but gave them their own space. His own ardor was rising, his hand helping him to remain as calm as possible while sharing in their pleasure. He saw the glazed look in Kaoru's eyes. Knew he was close to the end. And he became even more eager to have his share of her.
Kaoru buried his face in her neck, biting the skin as he exploded inside of her. He was half ashamed of finding his release before her, but she was not far behind. Her head fell forward, forehead resting on his shoulder, above his heart, as she shook with pleasure. His arms wrapped around her holding her until she stopped shaking. Then he raised his head and kissed her cheek. Slowly his grasp on her loosened and he relinquished her to his twin, naked and waiting.
Haruhi wasn't sure she could go on as Hikaru cradled her in his arms. She was only slightly disappointed she didn't get to see as much of him as his brother, but it also added to the allure. Though her body felt weak, she wanted him with each shaky breath. Hands sought him out, making sure he was real and not a figment of her imagination. She sighed as he pressed against her, arms wrapping tightly around her torso. She smiled as he whispered something in her ear and closed her eyes as he began raining kisses along her neck and shoulder.
There was going to be matching marks on either side of her neck, her brain briefly mused.
Unlike the act with Kaoru, Haruhi allowed Hikaru to place her in position. The young man didn't seem to mind. Besides, it was difficult to touch Hikaru as she had Kaoru. It agitated her slightly, and she tried several times to turn around. But he stopped her, one arm wrapped around her front, the hand playing idly with one breast, while the other wrapped around her middle, the hand moving tantalizingly lower until she felt him between her legs.
"I...I.... Ah!"
Long fingers prodded inside her aching core, before she felt the tip of his manhood press against her. Her hips moved on their own, wanting him inside of her as quickly as possible. Hikaru, however, had a different idea. He pushed in slowly, the pace tantalizing and almost painful. But he wanted to feel every inch of her. It was so worth it when he heard her groan, felt her move against him in a silent plea. They both sighed when he finally rested fully inside of her.
'Oh god,' was all she could think, as he moved tentatively, burning every nerve ending inside of her.
"Haruhi, lean forward," he said.
She did as asked, stretching out her arms to keep herself steady. The change in position changed the way he felt inside of her. Fuller. Thrusting deeper. It hurt for a moment, but once he began moving in a steady rhythm, her body tightened around him, not wanting to let him go. Then she joined in the dance, moving with him.
Kaoru, weary himself, moved closer to her. His own body felt weak, too tired for another round despite the growing evidence of arousal. He watched Haruhi's expression as his brother drove into her from behind. Such a sight should not be so engrossing, he thought. But the movements of her face, from awed, to stunned, to heavenly, were captivating. He'd taken so little notice to her expressions before, more enthralled by the feel of her body against him, around him. Watching her now caused his body to grow warmer and he had the need to touch her again.
Haruhi didn't know Kaoru had returned to the fray, even after soft fingertips grazed her shoulder, moving lower across her body. It didn't help that her eyes were closed, her mind trying to remain focused on the movements although emotion and feeling threatened to take over.
Hikaru hardly noticed his brother's renewed advances. He was too engrossed in the rythym he'd set for himself and Haruhi. It wasn't until he felt her stretch away from him, felt the rhythm move off by just a second, that he realized she was distracted. Kaoru and kisses. He wondered for a moment what her kisses must taste like if his brother could not get enough. But the thought was gone as he thrust hard, driving the deepest he had been yet.
Then he watched as one of her hands reached out. Guided by Kaoru, she wrapped her hand around his newly growing erection. With Kaoru's hand wrapped around hers, he helped her set a rhythm, moving their combined fist up and down his manhood.
Kaoru groaned into their kiss, urging her to move in tandem with his brother's movements. When she moved too fast he slowed her, and when she squeezed from excitement he grunted in pleasure. A little rough, but it felt like heaven. His brother had to be close, the speed picking up and Haruhi became more distracted by emotion. He whispered into their kiss, trailing a few kisses down her chin and neck as his other hand latched on to one swaying breast.
Haruhi had no idea what Kaoru said. She was too full of emotion, the blood pounding roughly in her ears. Hikaru's pace was faster than Kaoru's, and he kept brushing one spot that made her pulse skip every other thrust. She thought she would not be able to keep pace with both of them but found that no thought was really required. She moved automatically, her body knowing just the right way to move. Then she felt a hard bump against that soft spot and all else drowned out in a flood of fire. She cried out, her body trembling, even before the pinnacle was reached.
Hikaru would never admit it out loud, but watching Haruhi jerk off his twin while he was thrusting into her was a strong aphrodisiac. Was this how Kaoru felt earlier, in the living room, while he brought her release? Maybe he was right to let his brother go first. Or maybe he was becoming a complete pervert.
Either way, it hardly mattered.
Thought left him as he felt his body reach for and then fell over some unseeable edge. He groaned as her walls squeezed him, his hands digging into her hips to keep her still. He filled her completely one last time before nearly collapsing on top of her. Supporting himself with one hand he wrapped one arm around her middle, nuzzling her neck as her body continued to shake with her release.
Kaoru heard his brother's strangled cry, felt Haruhi's grip on him tighten and knew their end was close. So was his. Muffling a hoarse cry against Haruhi's slouched shoulder, her came in her hand. In both their hands. The thought was just short of gross, but he endured it for the moment. The disgust fell short of the love and possession he now felt for Haruhi. This moment was perfect, all three of them together. Even he had been skeptical, contrary to his brother's belief. But this proved him right.
As they untangled from each other, he kissed her cheek, offering her a small, lopsided grin. Hikaru, too, kissed her cheek, turning her tired form to rest against him as they settled into the bed. Kaoru snuggled up behind her, nuzzling her shoulder.
"Thank you," Hikaru said, brushing his lips against hers.
"Yes, thank you, Haru," Kaoru replied, kissing her shoulder blade.
Haruhi could say nothing. There was not a coherent word to be had in her head. Nor a strong bone in her body. Tired, exhausted, she still felt elated. Once again cushioned between the two boys, she settled against Hikaru's arm, barely managing to turn her head and press her lips against his skin. She smiled as Kaoru rested against her back, his arm draping around her loosely. Hikaru's arm did the same. She blinked rapidly, wanting to stay awake, but her body was too spent and her brain flooded by fatigue.
"We love you," the twins whispered in unison.
It was the last thing she remembered before falling asleep.
~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
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 the tease is over! Will Haruhi truly see this through? More lemon in this chapter. A Standard Disclaimer appears at the end of the chapter.
CHAPTER 8
"You have to be sure."
"Absolutely sure."
Haruhi was certain, if only for a moment. And in that moment she felt a need for both Hikaru and Kaoru that she couldn't fathom. She never felt anything like it!
Leaning forward she captured Kaoru's lips. Her kiss was amateur at best, and she thought she was doing it all wrong when he didn't respond immediately. But when his lips pressed firmly against hers, it was like an electric shock to Haruhi. Her courage grew as she darted the tip of tongue, licking his lower lip. He teased with his own tongue in return. When his tongue found the inside cavern of her mouth, grazing the top of her teeth, he moaned. Still daring she returned the action by pushing as much of her tongue into his mouth as possible.
Then there was Hikaru, laving her neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses. Lightly he ground himself into her, his hand alternating between caressing and grasping as it moved up and down her leg. After a brief rest on her hip, it moved forward, downward. She felt his thumb along the waistband of her bottoms, his skin scorching hers as it crossed her stomach. It was joined by two more fingers as he moved lower, reaching for his intended target.
Haruhi moaned into the kiss she shared with Kaoru, pushing her upper half against the hand that gently kneaded her breast. The pressure felt...good. The hundry kiss was even better. She wanted to be closer to him. To feel more of him. Of it's own free will, her hand found it's way beneath his tank top, nails gliding across taught skin in an effort to feel satisfied.
And when Hikaru's fingers found their target, she groaned loudly, pushing her hips against his erection, one fingertip sliding gently inside of her. She broke the kiss for a moment, gasping for air. Kaoru took the opportunity to taste more of her skin, trailing kisses down her jaw and across to her neck. His own body caught fire as her hand continued to explore his chest. She mimicked every movement of his hand on her chest. Then it moved downward until it rested on the waistband of his pants. His hips attempted to move closer, wanting her to touch him.
Haruhi tried to keep up with them, lost in the sensations they were creating. So much energy. So much feeling. Her body warmed from the center outward. So much so that she felt uncomfortable in her own skin. Itchy, almost. Her legs moved, seeking relief. One became trapped between Kaoru's. The other was locked between Hikaru's.
"Kaoru...Hikaru...I-I...."
Another finger joined the one already pushed deeply inside of her and she exploded like a volcano, groaning and whimpering with the release. Grasping onto whatever she could manage, she tried to find stability in the chaos. Her body was electrified, her mind numbed by the experience. The smile she wore couldn't be helped, but there was still so much. She didn't want to stop now. She opened her mouth to speak again, something more coherent, but Kaoru stopped her with a finger.
"We're far from done," Hikaru whispered into her ear.
In the blink of an eye, she found herself in a sitting position. Hikaru divested her of her top while Kaoru removed his. She was fascinated by the contours of Kaoru's chest. The smoothness of his skin. The tiny dip of his bellybutton. She touched him, unafraid, and felt herself being touched as well. Her body and mind reacted separately for time. But once Kaoru's lips locked onto her neck, his fingertips skimming along the side of one breast, everything erupted into flames.
Having tasted enough of her lips, Kaoru immediately sought out her neck, placing open-mouthed kisses there. And as her hands explored his body, he guided one lower, to the evidence of his desire for her. His body exploded and he groaned, fighting the release that threatened as she touched him. Then he pulled away, head thrown back as her hand sought the warmth of him beneath the fabric of his pants.
Hikaru lingered at Haruhi's back, holding her steady. His brother looked very surprised by something Haruhi had done. He could only guess as his vision was partially blocked. But in the end, when Kaoru raised his head and their eyes met, he knew what had happened and groaned himself. He wanted her to touch him like that, to feel the heat he could feel pouring off of them together. His own hands moved from her back, around to her breasts. Kneading the mounds gently he heard Haruhi gasp, then groan, pushing back against him while her hands continued to work his brother into a frenzy.
To anyone else it may have been an odd experience, but Hikaru found it quite natural. More so than he first believed when Kaoru convinced him this right. But it was. So much so! A connection that bound all three of them together.
A connection that gave Kaoru an idea.
Haruhi gasped, surprised and overwhelmed by the powerful grasp of her breasts. But not nearly as surprised as when she saw Kaoru dip his head then felt his tongue lightly brush one hardened nipple. Her entire body tingled from that one point outward. A shaky hand dug into Kaoru's hair, holding him as he suckled her, creating new feelings of warmth in her stomach. The other tightened its grip on him, his grip tightening on her own, moving faster at his urging.
Hikaru played with the breast his brother left unattended while the other sought out the warmth of her center. He was surprised to find his brother one step ahead of him. But he didn't hesitate, moving touch where he could. In places where he was already familiar and in some he was not.
Kaoru didn't argue when his brother's fingers joined his in the heat of her center. Apparently, neither did Haruhi. She continued to moan, whimper, her body pushing against them both. Kaoru's lips moved upward, trailing kisses to her shoulder. He also loosened himself from her grasp, too close to his end but unready to give in. Together, they toyed with her, touching and stroking, until she cried out in another moving release.
It was then the boys' eyes met over her shoulder. They were both ready to have her, but they didn't want to overwhelm her. Not wanting to hurt her. They'd come too far to screw things up now.
"Kaoru...."
"Hikaru?"
"Don't waste time," he muttered back.
Haruhi was slowly coming to her senses. Her mind and body were focused on only one thing. She leaned forward as Kaoru pulled away. Her hands aided in removing his pants, then grasped his hips to pull him closer. She bit into her bottom lip, licking the dry skin with her tongue as she got a good look at him, fully naked before her.
A silent 'thank you' hung in the air, even as Haruhi moved to sit in his lap, oblivious to their conversation. She didn't hesitate when she positioned herself above him. There was no holding back as she started to lower herself onto him. The only pause came when her virginity had been reached. She looked up at him, uncertain. But with a kiss, and a quick thrust, there were no more barriers. No more need to hesitate.
Kaoru kissed away her tears, while Hikaru whispered words of love and encouragement. Slowly, her body began to relax, adjusting to the intrusion. She tried to focus on the logistics but her thoughts were drowned out by feelings, new sensations she had never experienced before. She grimaced as he moved inside of her. However, after a moment, she was moving with him.
Kaoru groaned as they settled into rhythm. Moving together in an ancient choreographed dance. His hand grasped her bottom, aiding in her movement, his hips thrusting a little faster. It was all going too fast, he told himself. He needed to slow down. But his body had no intention of denying itself this time. She felt so good around him, her center squeezing him tightly. Her hands grasped at his shoulders and chest, adding to the building heat.
Hikaru couldn't stop himself from watching them move together. He remained close by, but gave them their own space. His own ardor was rising, his hand helping him to remain as calm as possible while sharing in their pleasure. He saw the glazed look in Kaoru's eyes. Knew he was close to the end. And he became even more eager to have his share of her.
Kaoru buried his face in her neck, biting the skin as he exploded inside of her. He was half ashamed of finding his release before her, but she was not far behind. Her head fell forward, forehead resting on his shoulder, above his heart, as she shook with pleasure. His arms wrapped around her holding her until she stopped shaking. Then he raised his head and kissed her cheek. Slowly his grasp on her loosened and he relinquished her to his twin, naked and waiting.
Haruhi wasn't sure she could go on as Hikaru cradled her in his arms. She was only slightly disappointed she didn't get to see as much of him as his brother, but it also added to the allure. Though her body felt weak, she wanted him with each shaky breath. Hands sought him out, making sure he was real and not a figment of her imagination. She sighed as he pressed against her, arms wrapping tightly around her torso. She smiled as he whispered something in her ear and closed her eyes as he began raining kisses along her neck and shoulder.
There was going to be matching marks on either side of her neck, her brain briefly mused.
Unlike the act with Kaoru, Haruhi allowed Hikaru to place her in position. The young man didn't seem to mind. Besides, it was difficult to touch Hikaru as she had Kaoru. It agitated her slightly, and she tried several times to turn around. But he stopped her, one arm wrapped around her front, the hand playing idly with one breast, while the other wrapped around her middle, the hand moving tantalizingly lower until she felt him between her legs.
"I...I.... Ah!"
Long fingers prodded inside her aching core, before she felt the tip of his manhood press against her. Her hips moved on their own, wanting him inside of her as quickly as possible. Hikaru, however, had a different idea. He pushed in slowly, the pace tantalizing and almost painful. But he wanted to feel every inch of her. It was so worth it when he heard her groan, felt her move against him in a silent plea. They both sighed when he finally rested fully inside of her.
'Oh god,' was all she could think, as he moved tentatively, burning every nerve ending inside of her.
"Haruhi, lean forward," he said.
She did as asked, stretching out her arms to keep herself steady. The change in position changed the way he felt inside of her. Fuller. Thrusting deeper. It hurt for a moment, but once he began moving in a steady rhythm, her body tightened around him, not wanting to let him go. Then she joined in the dance, moving with him.
Kaoru, weary himself, moved closer to her. His own body felt weak, too tired for another round despite the growing evidence of arousal. He watched Haruhi's expression as his brother drove into her from behind. Such a sight should not be so engrossing, he thought. But the movements of her face, from awed, to stunned, to heavenly, were captivating. He'd taken so little notice to her expressions before, more enthralled by the feel of her body against him, around him. Watching her now caused his body to grow warmer and he had the need to touch her again.
Haruhi didn't know Kaoru had returned to the fray, even after soft fingertips grazed her shoulder, moving lower across her body. It didn't help that her eyes were closed, her mind trying to remain focused on the movements although emotion and feeling threatened to take over.
Hikaru hardly noticed his brother's renewed advances. He was too engrossed in the rythym he'd set for himself and Haruhi. It wasn't until he felt her stretch away from him, felt the rhythm move off by just a second, that he realized she was distracted. Kaoru and kisses. He wondered for a moment what her kisses must taste like if his brother could not get enough. But the thought was gone as he thrust hard, driving the deepest he had been yet.
Then he watched as one of her hands reached out. Guided by Kaoru, she wrapped her hand around his newly growing erection. With Kaoru's hand wrapped around hers, he helped her set a rhythm, moving their combined fist up and down his manhood.
Kaoru groaned into their kiss, urging her to move in tandem with his brother's movements. When she moved too fast he slowed her, and when she squeezed from excitement he grunted in pleasure. A little rough, but it felt like heaven. His brother had to be close, the speed picking up and Haruhi became more distracted by emotion. He whispered into their kiss, trailing a few kisses down her chin and neck as his other hand latched on to one swaying breast.
Haruhi had no idea what Kaoru said. She was too full of emotion, the blood pounding roughly in her ears. Hikaru's pace was faster than Kaoru's, and he kept brushing one spot that made her pulse skip every other thrust. She thought she would not be able to keep pace with both of them but found that no thought was really required. She moved automatically, her body knowing just the right way to move. Then she felt a hard bump against that soft spot and all else drowned out in a flood of fire. She cried out, her body trembling, even before the pinnacle was reached.
Hikaru would never admit it out loud, but watching Haruhi jerk off his twin while he was thrusting into her was a strong aphrodisiac. Was this how Kaoru felt earlier, in the living room, while he brought her release? Maybe he was right to let his brother go first. Or maybe he was becoming a complete pervert.
Either way, it hardly mattered.
Thought left him as he felt his body reach for and then fell over some unseeable edge. He groaned as her walls squeezed him, his hands digging into her hips to keep her still. He filled her completely one last time before nearly collapsing on top of her. Supporting himself with one hand he wrapped one arm around her middle, nuzzling her neck as her body continued to shake with her release.
Kaoru heard his brother's strangled cry, felt Haruhi's grip on him tighten and knew their end was close. So was his. Muffling a hoarse cry against Haruhi's slouched shoulder, her came in her hand. In both their hands. The thought was just short of gross, but he endured it for the moment. The disgust fell short of the love and possession he now felt for Haruhi. This moment was perfect, all three of them together. Even he had been skeptical, contrary to his brother's belief. But this proved him right.
As they untangled from each other, he kissed her cheek, offering her a small, lopsided grin. Hikaru, too, kissed her cheek, turning her tired form to rest against him as they settled into the bed. Kaoru snuggled up behind her, nuzzling her shoulder.
"Thank you," Hikaru said, brushing his lips against hers.
"Yes, thank you, Haru," Kaoru replied, kissing her shoulder blade.
Haruhi could say nothing. There was not a coherent word to be had in her head. Nor a strong bone in her body. Tired, exhausted, she still felt elated. Once again cushioned between the two boys, she settled against Hikaru's arm, barely managing to turn her head and press her lips against his skin. She smiled as Kaoru rested against her back, his arm draping around her loosely. Hikaru's arm did the same. She blinked rapidly, wanting to stay awake, but her body was too spent and her brain flooded by fatigue.
"We love you," the twins whispered in unison.
It was the last thing she remembered before falling asleep.
~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.