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Why?	By : Anestshia Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 2040 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Ahhh! Mmnnn… fuck! Right there!” Kyoya could barely think coherently, much less force the words out through the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body. He’d never been split open so wide or touched so deep… no one had ever been this fucking big! It got to him every damned time he felt it. He reached back; holding onto whatever he could get his hands on when that monster length pushed its way back into his body. He’d never expected to be in this position… or in any position like it but he just couldn’t deny that he was enjoying it, very much so enjoying it. “Ohhh god! You’re so fucking big!” The end of the sentence was muffled by a hand covering his mouth, causing his following noises to be lost behind the barrier.
“You have to be quiet or they’ll hear us.”
Kyoya would have whimpered at those words if not for the moan bubbling up in his throat. He knew this was a secret but… he’d always been bad at being quiet during very good sex. He let out a soft gasp, reaching up to move the hand as he tried to breathe through the pleasure. “Wh… why does it matter?” He suddenly asked, his head falling forward onto the bed when the other man just slammed forward suddenly, stealing his breath. Fuck! It just wasn’t fair how good this felt. This was why he didn’t like being taken from behind; it just made it all feel too damned good. With that over him and the fucking size of his cock, Kyoya didn’t have a chance of keeping his senses intact. “Do you really think… Hunny doesn’t know what you do… what you do behind closed doors, Mori?”
“You think I’m only worried about myself?” Mori slowed almost to a stop then, his body shaking as he tried to control himself. He just wanted to keep fucking him until they both gave into pleasure but he couldn’t let that comment slide. “What would Tamaki think, hmm?” He asked, looking down at him, swallowing a bit. “What would ‘father’ think if he knew his ‘mother’ was letting someone else fuck him? Don’t make this only about me.”
Kyoya fell silent then, swallowing as he looked up at Mori. The bigger man was right… they both had people that ‘claimed’ them yet they still did this together. If either of the blonde’s ever saw how they acted together… well, they wouldn’t believe it. They showed their true selves only when they were like this… that was the major reason they kept doing it. “Fine.” He murmured, shifting a bit as he looked back at Mori. “I got it… you better keep me quiet then. Just fuck me.”
“I thought so.” Mori slid his hand up again then, covering Kyoya’s mouth once again before he went back to fucking him intently, moving in slow, torturous glides. He wasn’t scared of hurting Kyoya like he was Hunny so he could really let go. He would never take him with all his strength but, being able to drill the others body into the bed without worrying about squishing him was freeing for him. He did just that, too. His free hand gripped hard at the others hip, his body tense as he pressed forward into Kyoya’s suffocating heat.
This was what he wanted when he got together with the other man. He didn’t want thinly veiled accusations or manipulative comments. He just wanted a good fuck then to go back to his day. That was what this was about, nothing more, nothing less. He knew that and so did Kyoya, he just wished the other man would just shut up and let it happen. It would be so much easier if he did.
Kyoya shuddered when the movements picked up again, his body stretching out along the bed when he was pinned to the surface once more. This… yes, this was worth whatever could happen. He let out a sharp, muffled cry when Mori slammed against his prostate, making his body jerk from stabbing pleasure. This was the fundamental difference between Mori and Tamaki. Mori would actually fuck him… it was always making love with his blonde ‘father’. It wasn’t that he didn’t like it… it was just that it got old after a while. Sometimes he just wanted to be pinned and screwed until he screamed.
Mori was good for that.
“Ahh fuck!” Kyoya’s words were muffled but clearly discernible, his body shaking as he pressed back against the length filling him so completely. This was what he wanted; he wanted this burning pleasure that warmed him from inside out. He wanted this sensation that bordered so close to pain that it was exhilarating all in itself. Fuck! He just wanted to be treated bad; Tamaki was just too light handed with him.
But Mori… Mori was not. He might have been gentle and loving with Hunny but… their sex normally resulted in at least a couple bruises and lost strands of hair. Speaking of that… just moments after Kyoya thought about it, Mori’s hand was buried in his hair, pulling at the inky locks. “Nnn…” Kyoya shuddered when his head was yanked back, his body shaking when he felt a warm mouth against his neck. “Shit… Mori…” He spoke the words against the others hand once again, his body shaking from the way the muffling barrier cut off his breathing.
Of course, that was something else he very much enjoyed. He was really… wild in bed compared to what Tamaki thought. It was something he knew that Mori loved about him. He was a dirty masochist; it was the only way to describe him. He liked to be choked and bruised… his hair to be pulled, it was the exact opposite of the vanilla partner his blonde thought him to be. His hands gripped hard at the bed, his body shaking as he felt the thudding inside his body get harder and faster, the large length forcing him open time and time again. Fuck… it was like heaven.
He lost it when that hand suddenly shifted, moving in a way that cut off his breathing to the bare essential. He shuddered harshly then, his back arching as he groaned through the constricting hand over his mouth and nose. His hands gripped hard enough in the bed that his knuckles were white, his body tensing up and clamping around the throbbing length still pummeling his entrance. He just couldn’t hold it in then, another loud cry muffled by Mori’s hand as he finally gave into his orgasm.
Kyoya’s vision went white when his release hit him, his entire body tensing to a standstill from the almost painful pleasure. He heard the fabric of the sheet rend but couldn’t take it in, his hands just gripping tighter as he shuddered harshly. He could feel Mori pulsing inside him before he even came down from his orgasmic high, the feel of warm release filling up his body making him pulse in pleasure once more. “Fuck…”
Mori just let out a soft chuckle, slowly rocking to a stop as his length continued to twitch and throb inside the other mans body. Fuck was right… it felt damned good. “Someone as smart as you reduced to just ‘fuck’.”
“What do you expect?” Kyoya looked back then, licking his lips as his body continued to thrum in pleasure. He knew he’d have bruises forming and would have lost hair but he couldn’t feel the pain… just pleasure. “You fuck me silly.”
Mori nodded then, giving him another, rare smile before he pulled back, extricating himself from the other mans body. “Well, get unsilly. If we stay in here much longer, they actually might suspect something.”
Kyoya sighed softly then, forcing himself to sit up when Mori pulled back. So much for post-coital cuddling… it would never happen with them. “Fine, go out there and placate them, I’ll be out soon.”
Mori nodded then, easily pulling his clothes on before heading towards the door. He hesitated then before smiling and nodding at Kyoya, trying to ignore the depressed expression the other man tried to hide. “Thanks.”
Kyoya swallowed but nodded, standing up carefully. “Don’t mention it, just go.” He watched until Mori was out the door before he sat back down again, a soft sigh escaping him. It hit him every time… after the rushed but very enjoyable sex… it hit him just how wrong it was. “Why do we keep doing this to each other?” He whispered softly, looking back up at the door before he stood, grabbing his clothes as he headed for the bathroom. He may never know but he still had to ask every time, even if Mori never heard him. Why… that’s all he wanted to ask.
Why?
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AN: So, my master on IMVU decided to play ‘Fuck Her Gently’ by Tenacious D to me then he was all, maybe a story and, well, he has me wrapped around his… ahem, little finger, so yeah, this happens *chuckles*
But yeah, I thought it was interesting so y’all get to read it! Thanks in advance for reading and don’t forget to feed the author!
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