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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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Sweet as Sugar
Chapter Seventeen
You stopped short of connecting with a large table. The sudden motion caught the attention of the people who sat in it. You didn't need everyone's attention, just one. Thankfully the one that you needed to talk to also looked up. Kyouya had a mildly serious face but it wasn't unpleasant.
"Yes?"
"We need to talk," you said briskly.
"Do we?" He probed.
"Yes. After school," your tone was serious and straight to the point.
"I don't see why it has to be such an urgent affair."
Oddly the rest of the club in attendance at lunch was quiet. Probably because you practically had waves of stress rolling off your shoulders. And of course Honey wasn't there. He was waiting for you outside of the ladies room you had escaped.
"You asked me to help get Honey back to school. Then you left me at his estate. I upheld the end of that request. The least you can do is have a conversation with me about why he was out to begin with."
From the mourners at the table you figured that at least four others of the host club were curious as well. Mori was quiet, still nursing the largest bruise on his jaw. So you really didn't care what everyone else was trying to ask. Your gaze stayed focused on Kyouya. And from what you could tell from his reaction was that he wasn't surprised that you were demanding a favor after the fact that you had helped him. He almost seemed to expect it. Though there was a grim air that let you know you held up his expectations in a negative way.
"I will call you after clubs have let out," Kyouya acknowledged.
"At 6," you told him seriously in a very directive voice.
Honey would expect you to attend to him or at least be near him until after clubs. Then you would need time to get back to the hotel. As well as time to thoroughly scrub down. If the last few days had taught you anything it was the fact that Honey was still touchy feely regardless of what you said. He just wasn't overtly sexual since the whole fear and hate debacle. But you still had the urge to scrub down and get him off of you every time you got away from him. And you wouldn't be able to have a proper conversation with Kyouya if you were fighting that urge.
"At 6," he agreed.
Without saying anything more you turned back around. You needed to hurry back to the secondary entrance of the bathroom that you had used as an escape route. That was where you left Honey after all. It had been the only way for you to get five minutes away from him while at school, much less enough to have even that brief conversation that you'd had with Kyouya. Honey had made sure to stay right next to you at all other points. He went so far as to switch all of his classes mid term to match all of yours. The only time he wasn't beside you during school was when you were in the bathroom or changing for gym.
Which was why you didn't want to make the bathroom trip seem suspicious. So you hurried back. You even flushed an empty toilet and washed your hands when you'd gotten back.
In the middle of wringing off the soap, the main door opened. It caused some of them attendants to look at the door in shock. Honey walked in with his head bowed a little so you couldn't see his eyes. Your heart raced in your chest at that expression.
"Leave," Honey said quietly.
His normally cute and innocent voice had softened in the seriousness of his tone. The chipper sound was gone and replaced by a serious command. One that all of the toilet attendants got without needing to be told twice. There was a small dip paid to you and Honey before they moved out of the spacious room. You watched them go with wide doe eyes, pleading for them to come back.
"Why?" Honey asked.
"Why what?" You returned, feeling a chill go up your spine as he looked up at you.
He'd grown a bit since the events at his estate. Proof that he was undergoing the pain that he said he was. He wasn't as tall as you yet but the change in his height was obvious. There was a lanky quality to his body that hadn't been there before. And a tightness to his face. Especially as he stared at you now.
"Why did you go to see Kyouya without me?"
You held your breath for a split second. How has he known that?
"Do you love him?"
"No," you answered honestly, fear picking at your tone as he started to move in closer.
"I don't believe you," Honey said as he continued to walk closer.
His movements only made you step back further and further. Until finally your legs hit one of the lounges that had been placed in the restroom. You collapsed into it with how your knees buckled. Yet Honey still closed the distance.
"I don't," you tried to make that clear.
"Then why does it sound like your lying?"
"Because you're scaring me."
Honey was quiet for a moment. His cute expression as he contemplated what you had just said terrified you. Honey was at his most conniving and manipulative when he was putting on his cutesy act. It partially came normal to him but Honey had practically perfected acting younger than he was because that was how he liked to be perceived.
When you took in a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling to try and calm down, however, he switched his tactic.
Honey pushed himself between your legs even as he grabbed a handful of your hair. His other hand went to hold one of your arms to your side as he wrapped his arm around your waist. He used his position and his hold to kiss you. Thoroughly. By the time he ran out of air you were gasping for it. Not to mention you were practically laying down on the lounge with Honey on top of you.
Your face was scarlet as he pinned you to the backless sofa. His hands had gotten a little bigger since he'd stopped taking the experimental drugs from Kyouya. You could definitely feel the difference as they held you to the seat. He moved to place one between your breasts, moving the further apart than your bra already did as his hand moved to cup one over the other.
You felt his thumb brush across where you nipple was. You bit you lip as you cursed your body for reacting. Though you were also thankful that you'd worn a full cup bra. It meant he wouldn't get the satisfaction of seeing a reaction. At least not until his other hand reached down to push your skirt up.
You felt the cool air rush at your skin when he moved the layers up just far enough so that he could caress your ass. You gasped and tried to scoot upwards and away from him. That only made it so that his hand was at the bottom of your butt instead. He slipped it around to your inner thigh and started to press his knuckles into your covered parts.
"What are you doing?" You practically hissed out at him.
"You're afraid of me no matter what I do," Honey said reasonably. "So...at least this way it's more fun right?"
"No!" You said, trying to maintain some of your dignity.
"Hmmm I think you're lying," the blond said with what was supposed to be a cute frown.
You had to catch your frustrated sound in the back of your throat before it got too loud when it was mixed with surprise. Honey wasted no time after he said that you were lying until he bypassed your underwear to put his middle finger straight into you.
You shifted at the intrusion. And that movement only encouraged him to put his ring finger inside. His pointer finger was used to stroke your other sensitive areas until you were frustrated in a different way. You clenched at your dress as you dialated for him. Honey curled and moved his fingers inside of you, slickening your folds with the methodical way that he played you.
As he continued to finger you he used his thumb to gently scratch the outside of your lower lips in order to bring more blood and sensation to the area. The mastermind moved his body down until he had such an angle that he stopped teasing your clit with his pointer finger. You shifted and tried to keep quiet as Honey moved his hand.
Slowly he rubbed his fingers up and down, using his other hand to pull your underwear completely off. By that point his entire torso was under your skirt as he kneeled on the floor. The moment he could, Honey put himself right back between your open legs. You twitched and twisted as you made sure that you were feeling every last thing he was doing to you.
You hummed in the back of your throat as he put two fingers back inside. Groaned when he added another one. And as he added the rest of his hand, pushing up inside of you painfully you arched your back and panted.
Honey waited a while until he moved his fingers into a fist. You scratched at the upholstery at that. His hands were normally pretty small but they had been getting bigger. And when he made a fist inside of you, it only felt bigger.
He clenched and unclenched his hand inside of you. Each time you shifted and squirmed. It hurt to be so full. But it felt good at the same time.
Pleasure built up more and more as he repeated the motion. Until the point that you were rocking against him, rubbing yourself on him. Honey grinned as he angled his arm and his body just so that his back was to one of your suckulant thighs. He watched himself fist you, watched as you clenched and dropped for him.
The next thing he did had you moaning. His togue ran along the topside. He flicked it over and over your pleasurable nerve until you were bucking like a wild bitch in heat against him.
And when you finally came, Honey didn't stop. He'd found his treat and he wanted way more than the morsal your first orgasm proved.
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