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Two is Better Than One	By : Redbookbluebook Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 4812 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Two is Better Than One
- 2-...and now, to the good stuff
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Haruhi's nerves were shot as she knocked on Mori's door. He answered it, a faint blush returning to his cheeks as he realized who it was.
"Haruhi." He spoke gruffly.
"Here's your shirt. Thanks for letting me borrow it."
He shrugged as if to say, 'it was nothing.'
"Can I come in?" She asked hesitantly. It was now or never. He nodded and she stepped over the threshold.
"Mori, I-" Haruhi's voice abruptly cut off to a scream as a bolt of lightning flared across the sky, sufficiently lighting up the darkened room.
She tried to bolt for the closet but Mori grabbed her and pulled her close to him. He picked up her trembling body, gently cradling Haruhi in his arms the same way he had the first time. The warmth of his body was comforting, but a shot of fear still chilled her to the bone each time the thunder boomed ominously. The sound was almost obnoxious as it pounded against the cold windowpanes. Haruhi couldn't help but let out a small squeal of fright, which came out muffled against Mori's broad chest as she burrowed against it.
There was a lull in the storm and she chanced to look up, only to find her eyes locked with his own dark orbs. Goosebumps that had nothing to do with her fear were spreading down her arms and as he leaned forward, she couldn't help but follow. A flash of lightning lit up the bedroom once more and the huge clap of thunder that accompanied it startled Haruhi forward, where her shriek of fright was smothered by Mori's lips. His lips, unlike the rest of him, were soft and yielding. Their kiss was gentle at first, and his strong arms wrapped tightly around her like a barrier, to protect her from the outside world.
As Haruhi began to relax, Mori became more and more insistent until she had no choice but to try and keep up with the pleasurable movements of his mouth. He broke away much too soon for her liking, and she turned a questioning gaze on him, wondering why he had stopped. His eyes seemed to be asking her permission to continue, and she nodded slightly, her mouth breaking into a small smile.
She clasped his larger hand in her own, and placed it over her heart. He could feel the frenzied beating that rivaled the drums in his own chest, but when he looked down, he became acutely aware of the fact that his hand was covering a great deal of her chest. The small nub of her nipple was poking into the palm of his hand, and he felt himself grow hard against her.
Haruhi seemed not to have noticed, because she was too busy being mortified with the realization that she had placed his hand on her (admittedly small, but still existent nonetheless!), breasts. She could feel the heat of his warm palm seeping through the thin material of her dress, making her nipples grow hard. She was extremely glad that the darkness covered the ferocious blush that had spread across her cheeks.
She wiggled around uncomfortably in his lap, debating on what to say to Mori, when he unwillingly let out a groan. She cocked her head at his somewhat pained expression, and shifted some more because something was poking her. It took a full two seconds for this awareness to light a match in the room full of explosives that was formerly Haruhi's innocent mind. Her brown eyes grew wide with awareness, and when she dared to look at him, his face registered shame and resignation.
"Haruhi," he spoke, his deep voice sounding rather throaty, "I am very sorry."
"Don't be," she replied back, as she leaned forward of her own volition and pressed her lips to his. He kissed back with fervor, and she felt him unlatch her bra through her dress. It was soon discarded, along with his shirt and she let her hands marvel at the lean, muscular body that felt so good alongside hers. His left hand was down the front of her dress, playing with her breasts, while the other was slowly snaking up her thigh, pulling up her dress as it went.
Meanwhile, Haruhi's hands and lips were wandering down Mori's chest, mapping out his body as they went. She nibbled on his neck, noticing that he had a particularly sensitive spot there. A spurt of thunder shook the walls, and she bit down a little harder than she had intended.
"Sorry!" She winced at the mark she had left. It had to have hurt, but he took it in stride. She kissed the mark before tracing his collarbone with her tongue. She pinched his nipples and he felt a jolt of arousal spread through his body. Haruhi lightly traced the line of hair leading into his pants before toying with the button. It was a rather stubborn button… It seemed to her that it was much easier to dress as a man than it was to undress a man. Luckily, he took pity on her (or himself rather,) and unbuttoned his pants. He slid them off onto the floor, which already sported a great deal of his clothing. His erection stood up rigidly in his pale blue boxers. She suppressed a gasp at the sheer size of it. Her fingers shook slightly as she toyed with the hem of his underwear. She was excited but incredibly nervous as well. Mori suddenly pushed the front of her dress down and she shuddered as her chest was exposed to the cool air. She supposed that it was probably unfair that he was practically naked while she was mostly dressed. However, when he put his warm mouth on her breast and began to suckle it, she almost melted. He had also begun to rub her through her cotton panties, which were swiftly becoming soaked with her arousal. She couldn't believe how good it felt! She tugged down his boxers, intent on making him feel as good as he made her feel. She ran her finger down his shaft lightly, and he practically squirmed beside her. Haruhi laughed out loud. She didn't think she had ever seen Mori-senpai so flustered and it was strange to realize that she was the reason why he looked this way.
Apparently, Mori did not like to be laughed at, because the fingers that had been rubbing her through her wet panties were now forcing themselves into her. She was slick and hot and they slid in easily, pumping in and out of her molten core.
Haruhi tightened her grip on him, causing him to inhale sharply as she stroked his pulsing erection. Mori pulled her face to his, and they steadily developed a rhythm between kissing and stroking.
Haruhi felt something warm and wet added to the fingers plunging deep inside of her, while something soft tickled her inner thighs. The wetness felt so incredibly good as it curled around the little button inside of her, causing her to buck uncontrollably against Mori. It felt like someone's tongue, but she knew it couldn't be Mori's since his was currently twisted around her own tongue. The hand she had fisted in Mori's hair tugged harder, while the one holding his cock twitched uselessly as her world spiraled around her. She felt all of her stress and energy leave her, as she lay boneless on the mattress. She was reluctantly and immediately thrown back into reality when she spotted the blonde head buried between her thighs.
"Honey-senpai?" Haruhi questioned, her eyes growing impossibly wide.
"Haruchan!" He smiled sweetly at her while licking his lips. "Mmm Haruchan, you taste really good. Almost better than cake!" He pondered this as Mori sat up beside Haruhi.
"You missed some Mitsukuni," when Mori spoke, his voice was more husky than usual, and it sent shivers down Haruhi's spine. He then proceeded to swipe a finger across Honey's cheek where the latter had missed a bit of her cum. He stuck the finger in his mouth and Haruhi just about died of embarrassment.
This couldn't be happening. There was no way that she and Mori had just done…well…that. And Honey-senpai was not just between her legs telling her how good she tasted. And despite everything that had happened, she had fleetingly glanced down at Mori, only to realize that he was still not done… In her selfishness at being pleasured by two boys, she hadn't even managed to get off one.
While she was chastising herself, Mori was giving Honey a look. Without needing words, Honey simply nodded.
"Bye-bye Haruhi," Honey smiled widely up at her, snapping her out of her morose thoughts. "I'm off to play with Usuchan. Thanks for the dessert!" Honey kissed her square on the mouth before scampering off, leaving her alone in shocked silence with Mori.
That was weird.
"I'm sorry about not…" Haruhi stammered, her cheeks growing red as she glanced down at his crotch.
Mori made a non-committable noise before grabbing his cock in his hand to get himself off. Haruhi placed her hand over his before she could stop herself.
"That's not really fair. Here, let me help you." She stroked him a couple times, hard enough to have him panting. Then she lowered herself until she was face to crotch level. It was awkward and intimidating, but it was Mori, and if she was going to do this for anyone, it would be him.
"Haruhi, you don't have to," he protested gruffly as another stroke from her soft hands made him moan.
"I want to," she replied, giving him one of her trademark smiles. The kind of simple, adoring smile that made Tamaki squeeze her to death. Mori had been her savior then too, she remembered. She stuck her tongue out to tentatively lick the bubble of liquid hovering on the tip of his cock. Mori shuddered in appreciation and Haruhi marveled at the taste of him. He tasted salty and there something heady about the taste too.
She looked up at him, her brown eyes wide and her lips wet with saliva and cum; it was almost enough to make him come undone. She enveloped him in her mouth, and his eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure. She couldn't quite fit all of him in, but she covered the remaining bit with her hand. She heard him inhale sharply when she sucked in, making the wet warmth around him grow even tighter while her right hand pumped back and forth.
His hands were gripping the bed sheets as he tried his best not to thrust into her mouth. He couldn't fully prevent the rocking of his pelvis and a few times Haruhi had to adjust herself so she wasn't choking. Pretty soon Mori was gasping for air as the pleasant sensations consuming his body caught up with him. He exploded into Haruhi's mouth, and she tried her best to catch all of it. He fell back down on the bed, completely spent, and Haruhi crawled next to him. He wrapped his warm, slightly sweaty body around her, and captured her mouth in a heated kiss.
Haruhi was surprised that he would want to kiss her after, well, that, but he didn't seem to mind. They broke away not long after, and he pulled her closer against him. Mori hummed contentedly, placing her head below his chin as he spooned her lithe body.
Outside the storm raged on, but Haruhi no longer felt afraid; she was safe in Mori's arms.
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