Somnium

Kaoru sat at one of the tables in the third music room, his arms folded across the polished surface with his chin settled on them. In front of him, centered neatly on the table, was a blue vase covered in an intricate silver design which held a bouquet of pale yellow gardenias. He wasn't paying any attention to the flowers, though, but to what was sitting beside them. Tamaki's teddy bear was perched there, glaring at the world with its piercing black eyes. Kaoru stared back at it, and after a long moment he reached one hand forward to touch it. His fingers stopped just inches from doing so, and he folded his arms back under his chin.

He had woken that morning with a start, his heart pounding inside his chest. He'd sat up, running a hand through his messy bedhead hair, and tried hard to piece together the fragments of the dream that had woken him. He and Kyouya on a couch in the music room's salon, both of them completely naked. Kaoru had been kneeling on the cushions beside his upperclassmen, his body draped forward, his tongue tasting Kyouya's erection. He remembered feeling Kyouya trail his fingers along his spine, the pleasant shivers it caused, and then... one finger had entered him, then another. His dream self had gasped, then moaned Kyouya's name.

Somewhere before that part of the dream, though, he was sure that Tamaki's bear and Hani-senpai's plush rabbit had been doing a waltz.

Kaoru fidgeted a bit in his chair, trying not to pay attention to the bits and pieces of the dream that had been wafting across his mind at random intervals all day. He had other things to worry about, after all. Without having been able to study, not to mention waking up before the sun had risen without any chance of falling back to sleep, he was sure that he'd done poorly on his French test. He sighed.

"Are you okay, Kaoru?" Haruhi asked as she appeared by his side. "You've been out of sorts all day."

Perceptive as usual.

"It's nothing big," he replied.

"How d'you think you did on the French test?" Haruhi was, of course, the master of hitting things right on the head, whether she realized she was doing so or not.

Kaoru shrugged.

"Geeze," came Hikaru's voice as he popped up behind Haruhi. "You never did study last night, did you? And after you went through all the trouble of coming back to the school to get your workbook."

Kaoru's body stiffened. "I couldn't find it," he lied, looking up at the two of them. Neither of them looked like they actually believed him.

"Come to think of it," Hikaru said thoughtfully, "you've been acting weird ever since you got home last night. Did something happen?"

"Haru-chan! Haru-chan!" Hani exclaimed, bouncing over then and causing all three of them to jump. "Come look at the pretty new ribbon I got for Usa-chan!" He grabbed Haruhi's wrist and started to pull her away.

"I don't..." she protested weakly, but she was no match for Hani's enthusiasm and was soon on the other side of the room.

Hani's interruption had saved Kaoru from having to answer his twin's question, for which he was extremely thankful. He made a mental note to give him some candy later, then turned his gaze back to the teddy bear. He could feel Hikaru's eyes on him, however, watching him carefully. After a minute or so had passed, his brother sat on the arm of the chair and draped an arm across his back, resting his cheek on Kaoru's shoulder. Neither of them said anything for what seemed a long while, but in the end Hikaru sat up and gave his brother's hair a light comb with his fingers.

"I have to go to the bathroom," he said with a kind of annoyed harrumph sound. "Cheer up, ne. It's just one stupid French test."

Kaoru nodded lightly and gave his twin a little wave. He was kind of glad that nature had called Hikaru away, as this wasn't exactly something his brother could help him with. The events of the previous day were still fresh in his mind: Kyouya doubled over on the couch moaning his name... himself going home and realizing that he wanted Kyouya to touch him... and then the dream. Thinking of it all made him fidget in the chair again.

After a minute or so he became aware of a shadow looming over him like some sort of predatory bird. He could somehow sense that he was being glared at, though he was sure Kyouya's mouth was smiling. Kaoru sat up slowly, craning his neck back to look up at him, and the look he saw in Kyouya's eyes made his skin crawl. He did his best to make his expression as innocent as possible.

"I'd like to talk with you," Kyouya said, still smiling. "In private."

Kaoru said nothing as he stood from the chair and followed Kyouya out of the third music room. The pair walked down a hallway, then turned down another, went up a small tier of steps, then down another hall. After several minutes of walking Kaoru started to wonder if Kyouya actually knew where they were going. Finally his leader stopped in front of a door marked as a nurse's office and turned the knob, disappearing through the doorway. Kaoru paused for just a moment, musing briefly if anyone would be able to hear him if he screamed in this room, then shuffled into the office himself. It didn't look like it was used much. He shut the door behind him and pushed in the little lock on the knob, earning a questioning look from Kyouya.

"You did say in private," Kaoru said simply, leaning back against the door.

Kyouya smirked. "This is true," he said, turning to look through the window. There was a long pause before he spoke again. "I heard you returned to the music room yesterday evening."

"Ah..."

"When?" Kyouya demanded.

Kaoru didn't answer. Instead his mind started a small battle over what he could and should do in this locked room with Kyouya- senpai. He gave no outward sign that this battle was taking place, though, simply watching his companion's back.

Kyouya spun around. "Did you see-"

Kaoru pushed off the door and flung his arms around the taller boy's neck, pressing his lips firmly against Kyouya's and cutting off his question. The kiss only lasted for a second, and when Kaoru pulled away, both boys' faces were flushed. Kyouya's eyes were wide with shock (Kaoru was rather shocked himself), and for several seconds he did not react. When he gained his wits again, however, he shoved Kaoru away from him. The redhead tripped and fell, landing on the tile floor with a grunt. He shifted into a kneeling position and looked at Kyouya with a hurt expression.

"Isn't that what you want?" he asked quietly.

"I never asked you to do that!" Kyouya said angrily. "All I wanted was-"

"I want it, too!" Kaoru confessed, the words spilling out of his mouth.

"... What?"

Kaoru looked down, his cheeks red.

Kyouya searched around for something to say, but what he landed on didn't help much. "Why?" he blurted out.

"How the hell should I know?" Kaoru snapped, more frustrated than angry, and pushed himself to his feet. "I don't know why, but I do," he continued more gently, moving toward Kyouya again. He wrapped his arms around Kyouya's waist, holding him close. The other boy's body was rigid, but at least this time he didn't push Kaoru away.

"You're serious, aren't you?"

"Of course I am... You think I would actually kiss you if I wasn't?"

Kaoru looked up with the intention of saying something else but instead had to choke back a laugh. He took a step back, covering his mouth with one hand and trying not to snicker, but it was a losing battle. His laughter wasn't spiteful, of course... it was just that something about Kyouya's blushing, uncertain face seemed so cute, and yet so out of place for the "cool type" host that he couldn't help it.

"You..." Kyouya's fingers curled into tight fists, but after a moment he made himself relax them. "Heh... I should have known that you were just fucking around. I don't know what I was expecting..."

"Sorry! I'm sorry," Kaoru giggled. He dug his nails into his palms in an attempt to stop which mainly resulted in his snickers turning into coughs. "I didn't mean... I mean, it's just that your face was just so..." He trailed off.

Kyouya's expression was full of annoyance now, his dark eyes glaring at Kaoru as if he wanted to punch him. It took the redhead a minute to recover from coughing, and when he did he opened his mouth to try and apologize to Kyouya again. He never got a word out, however, as Kyouya pushed him against the door, pinning his hands above his head, and once again their lips met. Kaoru wasn't exactly sure what to think, but when his captor's tongue snaked along his lips he parted them, deciding that thinking probably wasn't what he needed to do right now. Kyouya tasted a bit like instant coffee.

When he pulled away from the kiss Kyouya leaned forward by Kaoru's ear, his breath sending shivers down the redhead's spine. "You may be playing around," he said in a low voice, "but now that this has started, I will be sure to make you understand that I'm not." He nipped Kaoru's ear lightly.

"AH!" Kaoru gasped, pulling a hand free and clapping it over his ear.

"Oh, ho!" Kyouya grinned at him. "You have sensitive ears? How cute." He leaned over to Kaoru's other ear. "You should be quiet, though... Someone might hear you." He ran his tongue lightly over the redhead's earlobe.

As if on cue, several voices could now be heard conversing in the hallway outside of the nurse's office and Kaoru had to bite his lip to keep from crying out again. Kyouya nipped this ear, too, and it took pretty much all he had to suppress a moan. Kyouya grinned again then kissed him, darting his tongue into Kaoru's mouth once more. His hands trailed down Kaoru's body, pausing long enough to undo the buttons on the redhead's blazer before drifting back up and tugging on the knot in his tie. Kaoru's body felt hot, and all he could do, it seemed, was succumb to this, except... Kyouya was halfway through unbuttoning the younger boy's shirt, his fingers brushing up against his skin, and Kaoru suddenly felt panicked. He pushed the Kyouya away, panting.

Kyouya's eyes were wide and he backed away, collapsing into the rolling chair by the nurse's desk. "I..." his voice was unsteady. "What's wrong with me? I... I shouldn't have... I'm sorry, I don't know what... came over me..."

Kaoru cursed under his breath. He crossed the few steps to where Kyouya was seated and knelt in front of him. "I'm sorry, Kyouya-senpai," he said. "I just panicked... I meant what I said before!" He paused, looking away. "It's just that... this is kind of sudden, you know."

Kyouya nodded a bit. "Ah... Well, we should... head back to the music room. We can work this out later, after we've... calmed down." He made to get up, but Kaoru didn't move.

"No," the redhead said. "Didn't you say you were going make me understand? Besides... I still don't think you believe me, so I guess perhaps it's me who needs to make you understand..."

Not waiting for a response, he leaned forward and kissed Kyouya between the legs. He sat up again and ran his palm over the place where his lips touched, smiling a bit at the slight hardness hidden beneath the black fabric. Kaoru trailed his hand up a bit, his fingers working with Kyouya's belt buckle. It was done fairly easily, and the button and zipper followed suit with very little hesitation. He paused then, staring at Kyouya's boxers. His heart was beating in his throat as he reached forward slowly and pushed the waistband of the boxers down, revealing Kyouya's now erect penis. He paused again before wrapping his fingers around it.

"You aren't going to stop me?" he asked quietly.

"...No," Kyouya replied, a bit out of breath. "I think... I wouldn't mind understanding."

Kaoru grinned up at him while shrugging off his jacket and dropping it unceremoniously onto the floor. He opened his mouth to say something, decided against it, and instead leaned forward and gave the head of Kyouya's erection a lick. Kyouya gasped, which Kaoru rewarded with another small lick. This time Kyouya moaned, and the redhead couldn't help but smile. He dipped down, sucking Kyouya's length into his mouth. He hummed softly, causing Kyouya to moan again. Kaoru pulled off and ran his tongue over the head before going down again. There was another moan, and Kaoru decided right then that Kyouya's voice moaning with pleasure was one of the greatest sounds he had ever heard.

Kyouya wasn't being particularly loud, but the sounds he made tickled Kaoru's ears and excited him in other places. His slacks suddenly seemed a bit too tight, and as he moved along Kyouya's length he allowed his own hands to drift down. It was a bit difficult for Kaoru to manage his belt buckle, as he was preoccupied with other activities, but he managed somehow. The button and fly were easier to do, and soon he felt very much less cramped. He ran a fingertip over the slit, coating it with the bit of precome there, then slipped his hand farther down. When his pressed his finger inside he inhaled sharply, which basically resulted in a harder suck and a loud gasp from Kyouya. He moved his finger within him with the same rhythm as his mouth, and soon the sensations made him moan around Kyouya's penis.

"God," Kyouya panted, "it's better... than in the..."

Kaoru pulled off of Kyouya's length and looked up at him. "In the what?" he asked.

Kyouya blushed. "Nothing..." he replied. He looked down at Kaoru, who just stared back at him, and after a minute he cupped the redhead's cheek in his palm. "Do you want more?"

Kaoru nodded, his head swimming. "Yes..." he whispered.

"Then please stand up," Kyouya instructed.

The redhead blinked, pulled his finger out with a little gasp, and pushed himself to his feet. No sooner had he done so, however, Kyouya grabbed his wrists and spun him around, pushing him into a sitting position on the edge of the desk. Kaoru cried out, startled. The sudden movement had caused his pants to fall down, and now Kyouya's eyes were focused between his legs. He fidgeted a bit. The older boy leaned forward, running his fingertips along the underside length of Kaoru's erection, making the redhead whimper.

"You're being incredibly cute," Kyouya teased, standing up. "Well, I guess it's my turn, isn't it?"

He gave Kaoru's shoulders a push, forcing him back on the desk, then proceeded to discard his own coat and tie. The redhead watched silently as Kyouya undid each button on his shirt, and then it fell to the floor, too. Next he pulled off Kaoru's shoes and tugged his pants and underwear off the rest of the way, depositing them onto the ever growing pile of clothes. He stopped then, taking in the site of the half-naked boy on the desk. Kaoru's body trembled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Kyouya leaned over and traced Kaoru's jawline with his finger before kissing him again, pressing one knee gently, yet firmly, between the redhead's legs.

"You're being awfully forward now," Kaoru said when Kyouya pulled away.

Kyouya smirked. "I guess I've come to understand," he replied coolly.

He made to pull of Kaoru's shirt, but when the fabric was only half off of the redhead's arms, he twisted it and trapped the appendages inside. Kaoru blinked, tugging at the shirt to try and get free. It was to no avail, however, as his arms remained firmly bound.

"What are you doing?" he demanded.

"Playing," his companion replied sweetly, rummaging in one of the desk drawers and pulling out a bottle lotion.

Keeping one hand on Kaoru's restrained arms, pinning them against the window above his head, Kyouya leaned over and sucked the redhead's penis into his mouth. Kaoru gasped and squirmed, but his position didn't really allow for much resistance. Not that he actually wanted to resist... Kyouya pulled off slowly, then sucked him back in quickly, causing the redhead to moan his name loudly. Without interrupting his attention between the redhead's legs he managed to deposit a bit of the lotion on his fingertips. He rubbed it in a bit, though not all the way, and pressed one of them into Kaoru's opening. He worked the finger inside Kaoru for a bit, then added another and causing the younger boy's hips to buck up.

"Ah! Kyouya-senpai..." Kaoru moaned.

Kyouya sat up. "You're really sensitive there..." he said absently, still working his fingers inside Kaoru's anus.

"A... ah..." the redhead panted.

The dark haired boy leaned forward and kissed Kaoru softly. "There's something else I'd rather have in here," he whispered, curling his fingers inside the the younger boy for emphasis.

Kaoru whimpered. "Please..."

Kyouya pulled his fingers out slowly then positioned his body so that the tip of his penis was poised at Kaoru's opening. He practically purred at seeing the redhead visibly quiver with anticipation.

"Are you sure?" he asked, brushing a lock of hair away from Kaoru's face.

"Yeah," Kaoru replied quietly.

Kyouya nodded. He used his free hand (the other was still holding Kaoru's hands against the window) and pushed the other boy's legs a bit further apart. He hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and pushed slowly and as gently as possible into Kaoru's opening. The redhead cried out and strained to get loose from Kyouya's grip, but the older boy held firm and wouldn't let go. When he was in as far as he thought it'd go, he stopped. He looked at Kaoru's face and noticed that there were tears in his eyes. He felt guilty.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"It... it hurts," Kaoru said.

Kyouya frowned. "Maybe we shouldn't-"

"No!" Kaoru blurted. He managed to give his partner a smile. "I've... I've heard it's supposed... to hurt. At first... anyway. Then... then it starts feeling good, ne?"

"But..."

"I'm fine," the redhead assured him. "What... about you?"

"It's hot... and really tight," Kyouya bit his lip. "It feels... incredible."

"AH!" Kaoru gasped; Kyouya had unconsciously moved inside him.

"I'm sorry!"

"W-why?" Kaoru laughed. "That's... what you're supposed... to do." He wrapped his legs around Kyouya, holding him where he was. "I said... I wanted this... didn't I?"

Kyouya allowed himself a chuckle. "This is true," he said. He leaned forward and kissed Kaoru lightly. "I'm moving now, then."

Kaoru had opened his mouth to say something else, but all that came out was another gasp as Kyouya started moving inside him, pulling out and then pushing slowly back in. He did it again, then again, setting into a steady rhythm. Pretty soon his own moans joined with Kaoru's sharp gasps, and the mingling sounds pushed him to quicken his pace. After a couple of minutes he had to rest his hands on the desk for leverage. When he let go of Kaoru's arms, the redhead leaned forward, wrapping those arms around Kyouya's neck.

"Kyou...ya... senpai," Kaoru moaned, his breath warm against his partner's skin. "It... You feel... so good...."

"Kaoru..." Kyouya breathed.

Kaoru's erection, caught between the two bodies, left slick precome on both their stomachs. The feeling of Kaoru's bare length against his skin served only to make Kyouya more earnest. His body felt incredibly hot. He wrapped his arms around Kaoru, pushing himself as far as he could inside the redhead. Kaoru's pleasured cries rang in his ears, and the pressure in his body seemed to grow with each one.

Kaoru came first with a loud gasp, clutching Kyouya hard. The feeling of semen on Kyouya's abdomen was enough to drive him over the edge, and a second later he orgasmed, filling Kaoru with his come. The redhead cried out at this, his body still clinging to the taller boy's. They didn't move for a while, but after a minute or so that seemed like a much longer time, Kyouya pulled out and collapsed on the rolling chair again. Kaoru slid off the desk and knelt on the floor in front of him, resting his head on Kyouya's thigh.

"Earlier," Kyouya said, after his breathing had slowed down a bit, "you looked like you were going to say something. What was it?" He ran his fingers through Kaoru's hair.

Kaoru coughed once. "I was going to ask you if you were so willing to let me suck you because it meant you didn't have to do it yourself," he replied quietly. "You're very flexible...."

Kyouya didn't say anything at first. "It was your fault in the first place," he said finally.

The redhead blinked and looked up. "What?"

Kyouya only shook his head, and for a long while there was silence in the little nurse's office. Kaoru's head returned to Kyouya's lap, and the older boy resumed stroking his red hair idly. Neither of them moved to dress or leave, nor gave any thought to the other five club members who were searching frantically all over the campus for them.

"You know..." Kyouya broke the silence as the sun was setting.

"Hmm?"

"... I think I might love you."

Kaoru looked up again, studying Kyouya's face. After a few seconds he smiled. "I think I might love you, too."