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A Matter Of Inheritance	By : kierasama Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 2113 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. It belongs to Bisco Hatori. I only own the plot. I make no money from this story.

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"Talking"

Thinking

Chapter Eleven: A Matter Of Love

Takashi sat on the blue couch in Haruhi's living room. His gaze kept wandering to the door to her bedroom. A faint blush settled on his face. As much as he tried to deny it, to himself at least, he was shocked at his forwardness.

After all, seeing Haruhi in her lingerie, only Kyoya had ever... he shook his head. No use thinking about that. He'd taken this step, and he would be damned if he changed his mind at this point. His heart beat heavily as he heard Haruhi's footsteps nearing the door.

Haruhi's face was very red as she entered her sitting room. A part of her wanted to go out and tell him she couldn't find it. But she hated to lie to him. It was fairly easy to find, as she had never opened the package, it was in her closet, on the top shelf. She had tied the sash, closing her robe.

She was embarrassed, but she knew she wanted this. If she thought about it, she had long been attracted to the stoic man in front of her, and now she was finally able to act on her impulses. Heart beating erratically, she cleared her voice, catching his attention.

"Takashi?" she asked, nervously.

His eyes lifted from his hands. They widened as they took in her image. Haruhi... The way the robe clung to her body, gently shifting as she walked toward him.

"Haruhi..." he said as he stood.

She stopped abruptly in front of him. Her eyes cast toward her feet.

Takashi walked toward her slowly. "Haruhi." he frowned when she didn't look at him. Gently, he cupped her chin and raised her face to meet her eyes. "Your beautiful." he told her.

Her heart pounded at his declaration. Her eyes didn't leave his as he leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers. "I'm sorry." he said, "I've embarrassed you haven't I?"

She shook her head slightly. "Not really, I mean, it's a bit embarrassing...but it's just..."

"I understand." he straightened. His face was eerily calm, but his eyes were full of emotion. "It must be embarrassing to wear that for me, when your husband was the only one to ever-"

Hurt? Her eyes widened in realization. "No! You've got it wrong!"

Takashi looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Haruhi blushed. "It's not like that. I mean, Kyoya asked, but I wouldn't wear it for him."

"You were too embarrassed?" Takashi asked.

"I've always believed that if I ever wore something like this, I would do it for the man I loved...and since the man I loved wasn't Kyoya, I told him no." Haruhi was very red.

Takashi realized what she was saying, and with ease, he pulled her close to him. "Haruhi...I love you."

Haruhi smiled up at him as she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you too." she pulled back and using his shoulders, lifted herself onto her toes. She kissed him gently on the lips.

Takashi kissed her back with as much love as he had. His lips moving gently with hers, using his tongue to tap at her lips, asking for entrance. Once she gave it, he explored her mouth with his. His hands were currently running up and down her back, causing her to purr with pleasure, and press against him. His hand left her back and rose to her neck. Cupping it gently, he deepened his kiss. His other hand was resting on her lower back, holding her against his hard body.

Haruhi let out a soft moan as he did so, for she felt clearly, the evidence of his want for her. They were moving, she realized. Soon she felt the wall against her back. She felt herself being lifted, and immediately wrapped her legs around Takashi's waist. He let his hands travel down her shoulders, rubbing them gently as his mouth pursued hers.

When he shifted she let out a loud gasp. Clutching at his shoulders she kissed him hard. Pressing herself against him a bit more. When she was rewarded with a low gasp from him she smirked. She pushed at his chest a bit, she wiggled out of the robe, leaving her in only the nighty. Looking at him through lowered lashes, she too shifted so that her most intimate place was placed on his.

She was breathing heavily and she kissed his neck. "Takashi..." she whispered. "Please..."

His lips were on her in an instant. Kissing, licking and sucking at her neck. His fingers splayed on her waist, slowly traveling up to brush the bottom of her breasts. When he took one in hand she gasped his name. He quickly got to work kneading and stroking her breasts until she begged him to kiss her, which he did happily.

"Come on Kyoichi," Mitsukuni chirped at the two year old. "Lets go see Momma."

Kyoichi gurgled and said, "Dada Mama."

"Yep! Dada and Momma." Mitsukuni confirmed. He carefully balanced Kyoichi on his hip, quite a feat, since Kyoichi was getting bigger, and he himself was very short in stature. He nudged at the door until it was open enough to enter. He peaked his head in and was about to call out to Haruhi when his face flushed a bright red. He quietly closed the door. "Looks like Momma isn't in her room. Let's go play in Uncle Mitsu's room." he took the baby away. Haru-chan won't like it if Kyoichi saw that. Hehe. Good for Takashi.

"You can sleep in here with me Kyo-chan." Mitsukuni told him. He handed him Usa-chan and promptly tucked him in next to him.

"I'll have a talk tomorrow with your Momma and Takashi about locking doors." Mitsukuni murmured as he fell asleep.

Takashi pressed himself against her core and let out a gasp as she tightened her grip on him. "Takashi...I...I need you...now." Haruhi said. "In...my room..."

Takashi nodded and lifted her, holding her against him as he made his way into her room. He opened the door, and then kicked it closed behind him. He gently lowered her to the bed and quickly followed, shedding his shirt as he went.

Haruhi grasped his belt, and hurriedly freed his pants. She had just gotten the button undone when he grasped her wrists and pushed her onto her back. He crawled over her and kissed her sweetly. When he broke the kiss, he lifted her hips and slid the nighty up and over them. He fell to kiss her stomach, and up as he listed the nighty up and away, dropping it off the side of the bed.

Left in her panties, Haruhi decided that she wasn't going to be the only one almost naked. She pushed at Takashi, forcing him up. She grabbed his arm and make him lay back. "My turn." she grinned. Kissing his neck, her hands were at work below her. When her fingers finally pulled his zipper down she pulled back and grasped them, yanking them off of him.

Grinning evilly, she kissed a path up his stomach and very muscular chest. Pressing her chest against his, she used her leg to rub against his manhood. She kissed his nipples before giving him a mind blowing kiss.

Her tongue slipped between his lips and tangled itself with his own, both fighting for dominance. When he won, he grasped her and rolled them over. His hand hovered over her breasts, and a single finger rubbed circled on her nipples, causing her breath to catch in her throat.

"Takashi!" she cried out. "Gods, Takashi, I need you now!"

He wasted no more time, and proceeded to take his boxers off. He pulled her panties off with no qualms and pushed her legs apart. He laid a kiss on her inner thigh before positioning himself at her entrance. He looked down at her, with all the love he had, "I love you Haruhi." he thrust into her.

Slowly pulling out, then thrusting back in. Hard. He loved the way her breath hitched as he stroked her, loved the way she grasped at his shoulders, and how her hands slid into his hair. He loved the way she felt around him, loved the way she moaned his name. When he felt her beginning to tighten, he pulled back and thrust into her as hard as he could, causing both Haruhi, and himself, to go flying over the edge of the precipice, only to ride down on a wave of pleasure.

"TAKASHI!"

Haruhi's scream rang through the house. Mitsukuni shuddered. That was more than he ever wanted to hear. He buried his head in his pillows. Maybe I should move my room to the other side of the house? He thought to himself.

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