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Sweet as Sugar	By : Demonic_Host Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 4466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: hey guys, sorry for taking so long to get out a new chapter. I’ve been seeing costumes for sale to try and help supplement my income. I make children, teen, and adult renaissance faire costumes using comfortable materials for the heat.
Sweet as Sugar
Chapter Eleven
It had been a few days since you had visited the Host Club. You weren’t sure what was going on between Mori and Honey but whatever it was, you were a little frightened. Not to mention you felt a bit paranoid for jumping to conclusions. You had no proof that there was something going on between the two of them. All you had overheard was a whisper that had sounded vaguely threatening. But still you couldn’t help but feel like something was seriously wrong with Honey.
At the same time you felt bad about feeling and thinking that way about him. Honey had been nothing but kind to you. He had cheered you up plenty of times when you went to the Host Club with his innocence. And after the fire he and Mori had visited you at the hotel. They had even kept you company while you stayed there at your grandparents’ behest.
Then again that whole wedding thing had been a little weird. Especially with the way that Honey had spoke to Mori after he pulled you away from Kyoya's group. What had that even been about?
You practically jumped when someone peered up from your desk. For a moment it felt like your heart would explode out of your chest. Slowly you relaxed your fingers from the fist that they had made and took a deep breath. Honey had seemed to pop out of nowhere. Where had he been hiding? How did he get in front of your desk without you noticing? Especially considering the fact that his legs were angled so that they were under the desk and his arms were the things really holding him up. If he was a girl that definitely would have been pushing his chest out for display. As it was he should just be happy that the luxury desk you had claimed for study hall was bolted down or even someone as small as he was would have been tipped backwards.
As it was you were just left to wonder how strong Honey really was. Like seriously he made holding such an athletic pose seem easy. It was almost unnatural. What made it worse was that when you went to blink, Honey had slipped under the desk like a ninja. You felt him more than you saw him as he moved down low. Within a moment he was grinning as he stood with bent knees between your legs. His nose brushed against yours and his breath was on your lips.
“Hi?” You spoke up with wide eyes, trying to scoot back.
Honey followed you with a wide grin. “Hi. I’m glad I found you. Have you been here the whole time?”
“Just since my last class let out,” and you’d gotten absolutely no work done since then.
“No silly. I mean every day since you came to see me at the Host club.”
Okay. He had a very intense look in his eyes. It even looked like he had a hard time keeping that smile on his face. Something inside of you clenched at the intensity that enveloped him. When his hands went to grip your fabric covered legs, placing him in a far less innocent feeling position between your legs, you started to look around. The school was massive of course but even with that there were still a few students around you. And from the sudden utter silence you knew that you weren’t the only one paying attention to the position that Honey had taken up.
“Honey,” you said in a pleading tone, begging him to understand how the situation looked with your eyes.
If you weren’t so close to him, you might have been able to miss the shiver that raced through his body. As it was you felt that race through his body. He was not helping your guilt over thinking that he might not be as innocent as he appeared.
“Look where we are; look at what you’re doing,” you continued to plead.
“I’m spending time with my wife like a good husband should.”
Was he insane?
“Honey, you’re not my husband,” you said in almost a desperate tone.
In that moment you regretted ever humoring him at all. Either something had gone wrong with him or this was a prank. And not a funny one either. What he kept insisting could get you into a lot of trouble with your family. Not to mention ruin your reputation. What kind of people would respect you when you were older if the rumor that you had married a child while you were underage?
“I would have been if you had just come to see me like normal last time instead of going to Kyoya.”
...he was serious. He really thought that would have been a legal marriage if you had walked down his aisle instead. What the hell was wrong with him?
“You’re not serious,” you couldn’t help but make another attempt to pull him back to his sanity.
Honey licked his bottom lip. With how close you still were to him, he hadn’t given you much of a choice, you felt the movement with your own lips. And when it registered you drew back as far as you could, squeezing your eyes closed as you tried to shut out the world.
Unfortunately that might not have been your best choice at the moment. Honey followed you, unbending his knees to crane over you as you continued to sit in your chair. You felt him practically hop up into the chair with you, legs straddling yours. And with the fit of the dress that was just about all Honey had to do to trap you in your chair.
As you opened your eyes in absolute shock, Honey cradled your head with his hands. His tongue swept over your bottom lip just a fraction of a second before his lips covered your own. It didn’t seem to matter that you and he were in a public place. Nor did it matter to him that at that moment you hadn’t consented to him touching you much less kissing you. All that mattered to him was that moment and he was not going to waste it.
Honey still wasn’t sure how you didn’t understand his intentions after everything that he had done. He had gone above and beyond the simple physical affection that he had seen people at school show and yet you still didn’t take what he said seriously. He remembered starting off simple, starting off polite by grabbing your hand in public. When that hadn’t worked he had even devised a way so that you could get comfortable about being in a relationship with him. But you rebuked the notion of being his wife over and over again because you thought he wasn’t serious (or so he thought at least). So then he decided that you needed even more proof to show that he was serious so he had talked to Tamaki about that wedding day. But then you went to see Kyouya. You had chosen Kyouya over him because you thought it had been a game.
So he had decided to switch the type of his affections when he pulled you back to where you belonged. As far as he knew he hadn’t been subtle either. After seeing you in your swimsuit he thought he could have handled anything but there was something about seeing you in that wedding dress that got to him. He hadn’t been able to stop himself from pulling you away from Kyouya and taking a seat on your lap. And then he had gotten to realize that Feeling your naked legs with his hands had been very nice;too nice while still at school.
If he hadn’t kept moving everyone else would have seen his reaction. But the friction hadn’t helped to calm him down in the least. If it hadn’t been for everyone else in his group clamoring for his attention or the others in the room he might have even showed you how serious he was. As it was he had to spill a piece of pie all over himself so he had an excuse to go to the bathroom before anyone else noticed it.
And after all of that it was like you still didn’t understand. Which was very frustrating for him. Honey used to think he had plenty of patience and discipline. He was a black belt in various martial art forms after all. Learning everything had taken years of dedication. But he found that it was nothing compared to the strength it took for you to finally get the hint. He had only managed to last a few days without you visiting before he had physically needed to track you down. He’d even only been able to get through a single cookie before he stormed off to find you. Maybe drag you back to the club so he could spend time with you. But when he had your attention he realized quite suddenly that this place had far fewer distractions. There weren’t any of his fangirls praising him for his cuteness. And there was definitely no Kyouya or Takahashi to distract you.
Which was exactly why he found that he enjoyed finding you relatively alone. He especially enjoyed the kiss. More than he should have. Honey barely broke away from you as he tilted his head, gently slanting his lips over yours. When he tried to kiss you once again, the small blond found that you had made your lips as unkissable as possible.
Honey drew back in surprise. “What’s the matter Tori? Am I not doing it right?”
If he wasn’t, he needed to get better and fast. He couldn’t have his wife unhappy with his kisses. Not when he enjoyed kissing you so much. Especially if that meant you’d want to kiss other men. Like hell he’d let that happen. He wasn’t going to let his little bird kiss any other man.
“...This is so wrong,” you muttered to yourself.
Honey grabbed your chin with a steady, hardened expression in his eyes. “Then tell me what to do. Tell me what to do better.”
“You’re serious? You’re seriously asking me to teach you how to kiss girls?”
“No,” Honey shook his head quickly. For a moment you felt hopeful that this was all just a huge misunderstanding. “Teach me how to kiss you. I only want to kiss you. And I want to make you feel good like how I will feel good.”
You froze. There really wasn’t anything else you could think of doing at that moment. The situation you found yourself in was way too weird for any other response.
“Oh, do you not like kissing? I can do something else! Do you like your neck touched? ...oh your dress would get in the way of that. Oh I know!” Honey leaned in, the innocent smile on his face clashing dramatically with what he started to say next, “I can go under your skirt —“
Okay. No. You were done with freezing up. That was way too far. What the hell?
“What the fuck Honey?” You finally snapped at him in a whisper. “We’re still in school!”
“Oh yeah,” it was like he had really forgotten the settings. And that he’d gone insane. “I guess that would have to wait till I tell everyone to get out huh? I mean you could always try to keep quiet but I don’t think I’d like that. I think it’d be cuter to hear you as you orgasm without having to worry about others hearing don’t you?”
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…
He did not just say that.
Even feeling as shocked as you were, you felt the anger welling up. What kind of a person did he think you were? What the hell was wrong with him?
You somehow managed to push him off of you. Simultaneously that pushed him into the stationary desk and it pushed you backwards. At the sound of him hitting the table, you realized that everyone had been watching. And with that knowledge mortification set in as well as anger. The emotions rushed over you so strongly that hot tears brimmed your eyes.
“You need to stop what you’re doing right now. I’m not like that. And even if I was, which I’m not, I still couldn’t with you. Mori, Kyouya, Tamaki sure if I was like that…maybe even the twins or Haruhi. But not you Honey. I’m not attracted to children.”
You hurried out of your seat with your bag in hand as fast as you could. You never saw the dark look that passed over Honey’s face after he forced back the warmth that wanted to fill his own eyes. You were attracted to everyone else in the club besides him. Oh hell no. He was going to have to change that.
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