A Not So Normal Day For Haruhi Fujioka

A Not So Normal Day For Haruhi Fujioka
A Ouran High School Host Club fan fiction
Written by AviarisSevanthis

Chapter 13- Unexpected Contents: Silent Embrace (Part II)

~Authors Note~ {Alright, Chapter 13! La la la la! Mori fun time. This chapter has a more slow, steady pace. For obvious reasons....heh. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm listening to music from Code Geass and Clannad while writing, so yeah. I have a bizarre playlist, it seems, but this is what I'm listening to for this chapter. Instead of music from Metroid, or Zelda, or Sweeney Todd, or Stephen Lynch...and Kamelot...and Ouran.........DON'T FORGET TO RATE AND REVIEW!} ~Authors Note~

~~Guest Room at the Haninozuka Family Estate~~

Haruhi pushed Mori gently down onto the bed, oddly surprised by the situation. He put up absolutely no resistance, which was fine and kind of expected, with how he was all the time.

However, it felt odd, being in control with Mori. Being dominant with him. One look at him and you would expect him to be the dominant one. But it didn't fit his personality. Just his body. And what a body it was...

She'd opened his night shirt slowly, one button at a time, to expose his chest, and she smiled a bit. This was much different from before.

With the twins...well, for one thing, she'd been blinfolded. With Devon...she was just too out of her mind at that point to notice. Hunny...well, he was muscular, yet compact. It was a little creepy, in a way. Still hot though.

Mori, however, was, well, Mori. Strong, attractive, but not at all overbearing or anything. He was well toned, at any rate. She ran a hand over his exposed chest, smiling a bit as her eyes took him in. He was a sight to behold, to be sure.

Then she glanced up, and saw Mori staring at her, a huge blush covering his face. She gigled a bit. "Am I embarrassing you, Mori?" He just kind of shrugged, looking away. It made her laugh again. "Well, then maybe I should embarrass you some more..."

She was pretty sure he wasn't expecting her to first trail kisses along his chest, and then run her tongue over his skin slowly, removing his belt at the same time.

She found that being in control was rather fun, though she liked being the submissive one a little bit more. She couldn't really recall that she'd been dominant with Devon, so it didn't count. She felt slightly guilty for it though.

Once she had removed Mori's pants, and his boxers, she began to run her tongue over his skin as she slowly worked her way down. However, he stopped her. SHe looked up at him, and he just shook his head with a heavy blush.

Apparently, that was too embarrassing for him. It made her laugh. She nodded, and moved back up, capturing his lips with hers. She soon had her tongue battling with his, and an idea entered her mind at that point.

Was she a slut? The thought was nagging at her. She was, at whim, having sex with different guys. Common sense said she was a slut for doing that. But she had something to consider as she slowly rubbed her entrance along his length.

She was like this because of this bizarre condition she'd been diagnosed with. It hurt to abstain. Getting what her body was craving made it easier to control. And then, there was the factor of the people she slept with.

They were all, with the exception of Devon when she lost control, people that she truly cared deeply for. It wasn't just random people. It was people that she loved. They knew the situation. They loved her. They wanted to be with her.

She let out a soft moan as she lowered herself onto Mori, feeling him fill her. God, she loved how it felt. She started to move over him, but he soon surprised her.

He reached up, and gently stopped her. She looked down in surprise, before she shifted, and lowered her onto her back so he was ontop of her. She looked up at him, and he just smiled, before kissing her softly. And then he began to move.

Maybe she was a slut, maybe she wasn't. Was there such thing as a half-slut? Probably not, but it was an idea. She didn't sleep with random people. Only with people she wanted to be with. But at the same time...

Haruhi let out a moan as Mori slowly, and gently, thrust into her. There was no need to be gentle, and he knew that, but that was just his style. She wasn't complaining. It felt wonderful.

He was kissing her neck now, one hand exploring her body, before finally settling on her breasts, massaging them gently. It still sometimes surprised her, how gentle this guy was. He bagan to move a bit faster, and she bit her lip.

He seemed to really know what he was doing. She wrapped a leg around his waist, her arms around his neck, arching her back a bit as he moved, and she let his name escape in a moan of pleasure, which seemed to encourage him.

He was thrusting faster now, but was still being incredibly gentle, and going at a relatively slow, steady pace. Again, no complaints.

Haruhi knew that she loved her friends. She truly did. But as far as she could tell, she wasn't IN love with any of them. Hunny claimed that they all were IN love with her, but she wasn't entirely sure. They wouldn't be okay with sharing her then.

Perhaps the twins were truly in love with her, but...well, if one was, they both were. She knew that instinctually. For one thing, she knew that she would never truly be happy unless she was with one person, and one person alone. She couldn't bring herself to possibly break up the twins.

Aside from that...well, she just didn't really see either of them in that way. They were more like brothers, than anything. Hunny too. Mori as well, despite what was happening.

She moaned more loudly as her pleasure built, Mori pushing ever deeper as he sped up, making her shudder a bit. It felt amazing....

Tamaki...well, she'd had a thing for him, a while back, despite his antics. However, he'd kept referring to himself as her father, and eventually, she just gave up on him. Kyoya...well, she didn't see him having an actual relationship with anyone.

At least, not a healthy one, anyway.

Then again, who knew? Maybe she would grow to truly love one of them. Maybe. She wanted to, anyway. She wanted to make them happy...

Haruhi was panting a little bit as Mori thrust into her, her body covered in a thin layer of sweat. Surprisingly, he was the same. She hadn't figured him as someone to sweat after so short a time, but...well, sex was an energy burner, it seemed. It certainly wiped people out.

She felt her pleasure building to a point, and bit her lip, preparing. Then she heard a breathless Mori say, "Haruhi....I'm....I'm going to..." She just smiled, holding him more tightly. "Me too..."

Maybe she was a slut, maybe she wasn't. Maybe she could truly love one of them, maybe she couldn't. Whatever the outcome, she would be with them till the end, be it as friend or lover, she didn't care. Being with them was enough.

Haruhi finally cried out in pleasure as Mori plunged himself deep inside her, and as her orgasm ripped through her, her inner walls contracting, she felt Mori's hot cum fill her, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

She eventually relaxed, and he pulled out of her, then lay next to her, smiling lightly. She'd never seen him so..happy. He stroked her cheek lightly, and kissed her forehead. And before she knew it, tears were flowing freely from her again.

He hugged her tight, asking what was wrong. She just shook her head, unable to answer at first. Eventually, she managed to choke out, "I just can't believe it....I just can't believe it...."

He held her more tightly, obviously concerned, and stroked her hair slowly, trying to comfort her. "What, Haruhi? What can't you believe?"

She let out something between a laugh and a sob, and held him tighter. "I can't believe....how much you all care for me...someone you all have only known for a short time..." Mori blinked, then jsut smiled more.

"Well, Haruhi," he said, "That's because you are such a very special, wonderful person. How could we not love you?"

She broke down into sobs again, holding him close. Why was it so easy to cry in front of him? When she thought about it, it was simple. Because he was silent, understanding. Un-judgmental. The perfect listener and comforter.

She did not see him in a romantic fashion, but she loved him. He was a good friend, just like family. She cried herself to sleep that night, but not before saying, in a half-sleepy haze, something that confused and saddened Mori, yet also made him happier than he had been for a long time.

"Good-night....Mori..........Oniisan..."

~End Note to Readers~ {Well? Whaddya think, eh? I hope you liked it. For anyone who thinks it's creepy that she sleeps with him then calls him Oniisan (older brother), well, I rather agree. But keep in mind that she's confused, half-asleep, etc. Anyway, since he's not her brother and he's LIKE a brother, and is an only child, let it be.The lemon MIGHT cut off for a short while, taking a backseat to plot. I need to set up everything that's going to go down. I have decided on the ending for the thread. It came to me in a dream, literally...I repeat again from last time, when I'm finally done with this fic, I'm going to do one for Clannad. I recently watched the whole series, and fell in love with it. I noticed there is only a single story here for it, and felt that was wrong. It deserves it's tribute! Let me know what you think of that, if you have suggestions, or just to let me know that you, too, have fallen for the greatness that is Clannad.........DON'T FORGET TO RATE AND REVIEW!} ~End of End Note to Readers~
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SHOUTOUTS!

shadowkittae: sorry to have kept you waiting. *bows apologetically*

Ysi: I wonder if you can guess who she really will end up with....