Few Words
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+M to R › Ouran High Host Club
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
16,011
Reviews:
38
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Ouran High Host Club, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Interruptions and Regrets
Kami only knows how she ended up here, but right now, in this very moment, she doesn’t care. His rapidly rising and falling chest, sweat-gleaming abs, tousled hair, and twitching erection were enough to drive any woman mad with lust. True, she wasn’t your average woman, but there was something about this man that made her feel thoroughly feminine.
Her hand grasped gently at the bulge in his pants, and she could feel his excitement begging for release. With gentle care she tugged at his zipper while locking eyes with him. She wanted this. Oh great Kami-sama, she wanted this, and it was obvious he did as well. The grinding noise of separating metal slowly came to a stop as Haruhi slipped her hand into Mori’s pants and pulled out his-
“Haru-chan! Takashi! Where are you? Kyoua bought us more cake and he said that I should share it!” the all familiar child-like voice worked like a bucket of ice water as the two teenagers jumped away from each and began their frantic search for discarded clothing. Haruhi was amazed, though, as her would-be lover was able to completely right all his clothing in the time it took her to find and clasp her bra.
“I’ll go on ahead,” was all he said as he began to descend the stairs towards their mini intruder. Haruhi couldn’t help but collaspe backward for a moment still panting. What was I thinking? Since when do I run off to abandoned hallways for intense groping and make-outs sessions? This isn’t like me! And with Mori-sempai nonetheless! The one guy I truly trust out of all those precious idiots, and what do I do? Spread my legs nice and wide and practically beg him to fuck me! Groaning slightly she smacked her head against the wall slightly before continuing to dress.
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Hunny regarded his companion silently at first. Something had happened; he could read it all over his classmate, but he knew it would be pointless to ask. His mind played out several scenarios, yet nothing could have prepared him for the truth as Mori walked by a window and a telling scent paused the youthful blonde. His jaw dropped as he looked at Mori in horror.
“D-did… you… and…when… I… oh wow…” His words came out in what would have been better described as morse code. Mori turned slightly and Hunny was able to see the slight blush playing on his cheeks.
“I would like to stop at the bathroom and wash my hands before we head back.” He didn’t dare answer the almost-question, but he knew that although Hunny looked and typically acted young that the you man was fully aware of the these sorts of things. He could still remember that one horrifying time he had walked into Hunny’s room thinking he was sleeping but finding him slowly rubbing himself and mumbling about “warm, juicy sweets.” That was enough to change his view of the smallest member of the Ouran High School Host Club forever.
Leaving the shocked Hunny behind, Mori walked into the nearest bathroom and began scrubbing his hands. I’m a dead man walking. How long ‘til the others find out that I allowed my hormones best me? But I’m only human, right? I mean, she wanted it. She wanted me. I don’t know why, but she chose me! I would never have done anything without her consent. They won’t care about that, though. All they’ll see is a pervert who violated their precious flower. Damnit! I should have least taken her out or something first. Not just finger-fucked her in a stairwell! Grinding his teeth harshly, Mori pounded his fist into the unsuspecting wall creating a large crater.
The next few hours were going to be hell.
End Chapter 3: Interruptions and Regrets
A/N: All right, yes, this is a really short update, but I just wanted to assure you that I am still here. In response to repeated complaints about language switching- most of the Japanese has been removed from this fiction. I will keep honorifics, though, as they do play a part in the roles of certain characters.
Her hand grasped gently at the bulge in his pants, and she could feel his excitement begging for release. With gentle care she tugged at his zipper while locking eyes with him. She wanted this. Oh great Kami-sama, she wanted this, and it was obvious he did as well. The grinding noise of separating metal slowly came to a stop as Haruhi slipped her hand into Mori’s pants and pulled out his-
“Haru-chan! Takashi! Where are you? Kyoua bought us more cake and he said that I should share it!” the all familiar child-like voice worked like a bucket of ice water as the two teenagers jumped away from each and began their frantic search for discarded clothing. Haruhi was amazed, though, as her would-be lover was able to completely right all his clothing in the time it took her to find and clasp her bra.
“I’ll go on ahead,” was all he said as he began to descend the stairs towards their mini intruder. Haruhi couldn’t help but collaspe backward for a moment still panting. What was I thinking? Since when do I run off to abandoned hallways for intense groping and make-outs sessions? This isn’t like me! And with Mori-sempai nonetheless! The one guy I truly trust out of all those precious idiots, and what do I do? Spread my legs nice and wide and practically beg him to fuck me! Groaning slightly she smacked her head against the wall slightly before continuing to dress.
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Hunny regarded his companion silently at first. Something had happened; he could read it all over his classmate, but he knew it would be pointless to ask. His mind played out several scenarios, yet nothing could have prepared him for the truth as Mori walked by a window and a telling scent paused the youthful blonde. His jaw dropped as he looked at Mori in horror.
“D-did… you… and…when… I… oh wow…” His words came out in what would have been better described as morse code. Mori turned slightly and Hunny was able to see the slight blush playing on his cheeks.
“I would like to stop at the bathroom and wash my hands before we head back.” He didn’t dare answer the almost-question, but he knew that although Hunny looked and typically acted young that the you man was fully aware of the these sorts of things. He could still remember that one horrifying time he had walked into Hunny’s room thinking he was sleeping but finding him slowly rubbing himself and mumbling about “warm, juicy sweets.” That was enough to change his view of the smallest member of the Ouran High School Host Club forever.
Leaving the shocked Hunny behind, Mori walked into the nearest bathroom and began scrubbing his hands. I’m a dead man walking. How long ‘til the others find out that I allowed my hormones best me? But I’m only human, right? I mean, she wanted it. She wanted me. I don’t know why, but she chose me! I would never have done anything without her consent. They won’t care about that, though. All they’ll see is a pervert who violated their precious flower. Damnit! I should have least taken her out or something first. Not just finger-fucked her in a stairwell! Grinding his teeth harshly, Mori pounded his fist into the unsuspecting wall creating a large crater.
The next few hours were going to be hell.
End Chapter 3: Interruptions and Regrets
A/N: All right, yes, this is a really short update, but I just wanted to assure you that I am still here. In response to repeated complaints about language switching- most of the Japanese has been removed from this fiction. I will keep honorifics, though, as they do play a part in the roles of certain characters.