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Whoever Holds Control	By : Bloodysyren Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 5278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High Host Club, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Tamaki stared at the gold door handle and wondered why he was summoned at such a time as this one. His hands shook a little as he turned the knob with a creak. He pushed the door open slowly and found his dark-haired friend reclining on a red velvet plush couch, reading a book. Tamaki jumped a little when the book was snapped shut and set on the coffee table.

He gazed down at the ground and shuffled his feet a little as Kyouya stood up and walked over to him. The Shadow King placed a finger underneath Tamaki�s chin and tilted his head up, sparkling shy blue eyes meeting determined grey ones. Kyouya pulled Tamaki closer and kissed him gently, letting the younger boy�s lips brush against his. Kyouya locked the door while their lips were still pressed together. Suddenly breaking the kiss, Kyouya said,

�I want you to play for me.� He motioned towards the piano and placed a hand on Tamaki�s lower back, pushing him forward a little. Tamaki sat down and carefully opened the cover from the keys. He started playing low notes and the pace was gentle and slow, the way that Kyouya liked their lovemaking to be. Kyouya was always gentle with him. He was extremely demanding and sure of what he wanted and when, but their sex was always done with care and precision, like the accounts that Kyouya kept.

Tamaki�s playing did not even falter when he heard the creak of footsteps behind him. He paused for a moment to lean back against Kyouya�s bare chest and tilted his head back, hoping for a kiss. Kyouya sensed his King�s sweet need and kissed him again, this time with a little more force, his hands running down Tamaki�s shirt and undoing the buttons.

Kyouya�s fingers grazed over Tamaki�s nipples and the blonde let out a soft moan. He was reaching the end of the piece and once he finished it beautifully, he closed the piano cover and rested his fingertips on it gently. Kyouya traced circles on Tamaki�s back and kissed the nape of the neck where the soft blonde hair stopped. Tamaki shivered slightly under his lover�s touch and tilted his head to the side, allowing Kyouya to taste more flesh. The Shadow King bit lightly into Tamaki�s neck and sucked and licked, creating a red mark underneath his ministrations. His hands continued to wander and explore, sliding all of the way down to the clasp of Tamaki�s pants.

The blonde moaned in surprise and excitement when Kyouya�s long, pale fingers curled around his smooth cock, causing him to quickly stand at attention. Kyouya nibbled on Tamaki�s ear and pressed his palm against Tamaki�s dripping erection.

�You�re really smooth.� Kyouya whispered against Tamaki�s ear. The black-haired boy stroked Tamaki lightly, squeezing gasps and moans out of him as Kyouya�s fingers brushed over the hard, smooth skin. The blonde leaned his head back and shuddered, feeling himself start to get dizzy from the sensations.

Kyouya removed his hands from Tamaki and made him stand, the Shadow King removed his pants and boxers, and sat on the bench sideways so that he could lean back against the seat. Tamaki knew what this meant and he took his place at the end of the bench, between his schoolmate�s legs. Tamaki watched as Kyouya�s eyes slid closed and he waited for his blonde lover to make the first move. Tamaki carefully took Kyouya�s erection in his hands, reverently kissing the underside, making his dark-haired companion moan a little. He became more confident and started licking along the strong vein protruding beautifully from the soft, pale shaft.

Tamaki could feel the ebony-haired man groan and feel the muscles tense as Kyouya gripped the sides of the piano bench, his knuckles hurting with the pleasure of the feelings his blonde angel was lavishing on him. Tamaki finally took Kyouya�s shaft in his mouth, suckling gently at first, then slowly building up the suction and deepness with which he took his lover�s cock into his mouth.

When Kyouya felt the engulfing heat of Takami�s hot mouth upon him, his own mouth fell open in a silent scream, willing himself with some difficulty to not simply grab the back of Tamaki�s head and thrust into that volcanic cavern of smooth velvet. The blonde began bobbing his head up and down along the hard shaft and the dark-haired Shadow King began panting every time Tamaki took him all the way in, his hips bucking up and down with every pass of the delicious teaser�s slippery tongue along the underside of his cock.

Tamaki was starting to get hard himself and undid his pants, stroking himself liberally, finding that pleasing another man aroused him more that he thought it should, especially if that man was his right-hand man, the cool and calculating seme of the Host Club, the incomparable Ootori Kyouya. Letting his erection free caused Tamaki to gasp and in turn, caused the black-haired man lying on the piano bench to flinch in pleasure, feeling the cold air rush against his weeping member.

Tamaki licked once more around the shaft and released Kyouya�s erection, only to stand and remove his own pants, tossing aside his shirt and boxers, to straddle the piano bench abreast of Kyouya�s stomach. The Shadow King slid his fingers up to Tamaki�s mouth where he sucked on them liberally, coating Kyouya�s fingers completely, the feeling, like what had come previously made the dark-haired man shudder and want this exciting, familiar contact even more. Kyouya fingered the blonde�s entrance and gently pushed a finger inside, watching as Tamaki�s eyes fluttered closed and he gripped at Kyouya�s strong shoulders for support.

The finger searching inside him created welcome sensations and he squirmed and pressed back against the knuckles greedily, moaning soft into the silent air of the study. Kyouya removed the finger and entered Tamaki�s body with a different digit, having slicked them both with the saliva from between the blonde�s sinfully plush lips. As he removed the second finger, Tamaki gasped as now both were wriggling within him, tearing heavy grunts and beautiful mewlings from his pale throat. He threw his head back, knuckles turning white with the force with which he was gripping Kyouya�s shoulders. It was almost too much when his demonic lover lifted his head to lap at the drippings of his weeping cock. Tamaki moaned in surprise as that warm mouth with it�s sharp teeth nipped teasingly at the pulsing vein of his erection. He could feel the fingers delving deeper, stretching, preparing, claiming him wonderfully as that silent mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking lightly, distractingly.

Kyouya was engaging his other hand as well, as he stroked himself, spreading his own pre-cum across the head, preparing himself to enter that wicked beauty above him, who was whimpering and pleading with him to never stop. Kyouya finally removed his fingers slowly, and sparkling violet eyes gazed down into his confident steely ones.

�Are you ready?� Kyouya asked, his breath nearly taken away by the anxious, needy look in Tamaki�s eyes. With a nod, Tamaki�s grip on Kyouya�s shoulders loosened, only to tighten forcefully again as he lowered himself carefully onto the hard shaft beneath him, letting the head push past rings of muscle. He reminded himself to relax and was soon fully seated on Kyouya�s lap, his lover�s cock buried deep within the tight cavern of Tamaki�s body. They settled there for a moment, both getting used to the tight and slightly painful sensations of each other�s bodies.

Kyouya let out a gasp as Tamaki�s muscled clenched tightly around him and his hips shot forward, sending the blonde�s hands to the bench beside him and his head down to Kyouya�s chest. Tamaki raised his hips a little bit, feeling the pain subside a little and with his feet planted firmly on the ground, he slid back down on Kyouya�s shaft cautiously. As this motion was repeated and the actions got faster and deeper, both men were exhaling raggedly.

�Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ohhhhhhh!� Tamaki moaned out with every push of Kyouya�s hips, arching his back against the wave of pleasure that hit him hard on the last sharp thrust. Kyouya�s hands were gripping his hips, one coming over to squeeze his shaft painfully hard, his fingers digging wonderfully into Tamaki�s sensitive skin. The hand worked him just as fast as he was pumping himself onto the Shadow King�s cock, watching as Kyouya was also quickly undone by the incredible sensations that this was creating on his end. Kyouya closed his eyes and continued to stroke the blonde�s hard shaft, dragging his thumb across the tip, knowing that that made Tamaki go out of his mind. As he did it over and over again, the pace increased. Realizing that Tamaki was close to release, as was he, he decided to make this as much fun as possible. He reached up and guided Tamaki�s own hand to his erection and as he watched the blonde stroke himself with the speed of a piston, he ghosted his hand up and pinched one of Tamaki�s nipples roughly, twisting, and watching as the golden halo was tossed back over his shoulders, mouth open and gasping. Kyouya grasped Tamaki�s shaft in the last second, feeling the strong pulse of his orgasm.

The amazing mixture of pleasure and pain sent the blonde tumbling helplessly over the edge, and his entire body tensed, squeezing with a constrictor�s grip against Kyouya�s cock. The black-haired man let out a cry of ecstasy and spilled his seed into the willing body of his lover, while simultaneously hearing a strangled moan from the beautiful, flushed angel above him, as the essence of his companion spilled all over his chest and down his hand.

Tamaki slowly opened his eyes and looked down at Kyouya with a weak, happy smile. Kyouya was licking the spilled cum off of his fingers greedily, making Tamaki�s cheeks flush red, enjoying the sight of his satiated Shadow King lick the hand that got covered in his seed from those long, pale digits stroking him so forcefully. That sight got him all hard again as Kyouya leaned up to suck the fluid from Tamaki�s stomach, the blonde flinching as the soft tongue tickled his abdomen.

�So, shall we go again?� Kyouya questioned, rocking his hips slightly and making his King flush a deeper shade of red. The calculating man curled his fingers around Tamaki�s hardening shaft, making the blonde moan in spite of himself. As his eyes closed, Tamaki leaned down to kiss Kyouya hard on the lips, giving a small thrust with his own hips, making the dark-haired man twitch in pleasure. Through a sigh of pure bliss, Kyouya breathed, �I guess that�s a yes.� as his back arched beneath the teasing hands and slick, tight friction against his cock. Tamaki smiled against Kyouya�s neck as he bit hard, creating his own blatant sign of their lovemaking session, leaving others to wonder who really held control.
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