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After Hours	By : Atomicnebula13 Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 9174 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: DISCLAIMER! I do not own ANY aspect of Ouran High School Host Club nor do I make any profit from this fic. It's purely for fun, nothing more. Bisco Hatori is the creator of the series, all rights belong to her.

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Disclaimer! I don't own Mori or Haruhi, they belong to Bisco Hatori. Many thanks to her for creating them!

CHAPTER 4

Mori’s hands remained where they were but they now lay completely still. This was it, he had gone too far. He cursed himself inwardly just because he was so eager didn’t mean she was. He kept his gaze locked on hers and he noticed that though she was red in the face she didn’t seem to be frightened. Instead her expression was guarded and that’s when it dawned on him, she was embarrassed. He should have recognized that fact, what woman wouldn’t be bashful getting undressed by her lover for the very first time? He decided he would at least try, if she didn’t want to do this, he would stop and that would be the end of it.
“Please, Haruhi…” he begged, his voice husky rich, and deep, conveying to her the need that he felt. He pressed his lips to her stomach, his hot breath ghosted across her skin.
For a moment he was sure that she would deny him. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth trying to make her decision but having one of the strongest men in Ouran on his knees begging her proved to be too much. A moment more and she removed her hands from his but he made no move to continue.
He wanted her consent before he went any further.
She looked at him expectantly wondering why he had not moved on but then again she didn’t tell him that he could continue.
She nodded her head, giving him her seal of approval.
Mori wasted no time, pulling the small pink panties down and over her hips, down her legs and off her feet. He set the delicate material to the side then gave the adorable girl in front of him his full attention.
Haruhi moved her hands to cover her face, her embarrassment almost too much to handle and then she felt his large hands clasp her wrists and pull them away from her face.
“Don’t.” he said, wondering why she would ever feel compelled to hide any part of her because every inch that his eyes could see was absolutely beautiful, flawless.
“You’re beautiful.” he breathed, barely above a whisper “So sexy...”
His eyes roamed over her entire body, drinking in the sight of the woman before him. Her face was flushed, her eyelids half closed in her aroused state, her breathing was harsh but nothing compared to what it would sound like in a few moments, he was sure.
Mori’s gaze continued its downward sweep over her body, her small breasts moved with every breath she took, her nipples still hardened into little pebbles at the peaks, over the flat plain of her stomach before settling on the flesh that he had just uncovered.
He felt an overwhelming sense of gratification knowing that he was the first man to set eyes upon this much of her. He found it funny that, for someone who didn’t seem all that interested in the opposite sex, or the thought of being feminine, she was impeccably groomed. Only a few, shortly cropped curls adorned the top of her mound, the rest of it was shaved smooth. Her folds were already glistening with her ardor, the delicate flesh was swollen and flushed.
He ran his large hands soothingly up and down her calves, while he leaned forward to place a few open mouthed kisses to the smooth skin of her stomach. She gasped at the contact, her breathing becoming more rapid the lower he dared to travel.
Mori nudged her legs further apart with a gentle pressure on her knees, encouraging her to accomodate him, she resisted a little but it was half hearted, he could tell. Her modesty was quickly dissolving in the wake of her heated desire. Soon he reached the patch of curls at the top of her sex and without asking permission he swept his tongue from the bottom to the top of her.
Haruhi screamed loudly, surprised that such a sound had come from her but she was unable to stop it. She felt him lapping at her. Sucking on her hidden nub, before releasing it and tracing her folds with an expertise she could never have imagined. This was like nothing she had ever felt before. Sure, she had touched herself on very rare occasions, it was almost impossible not to when you were surrounded by such attractive men day in and day out but this made the desire she felt for this particular man earlier seem like nothing.
He was pleased to hear her enjoying this so thoroughly but he silently thanked the Gods that no one else was around. He didn’t want her to have to quiet herself, he wanted to be able to hear every scream, moan, and sigh that emitted from her perfect mouth and he considered each one to be more lovely than any song or piece of music he had ever heard, committing each sound to memory. He continued to lavish attention on her pressing his tongue deeper inside her, tasting her. He noted, to his amusement that her fluids held the subtle flavor of strawberries. He ran his finger up and down her slit a few times before positioning it at her entrance and very slowly pressed it into her, the tight walls of her sex clenching around the intruder and he groaned at the sensation, she was just so tight.
He pumped in and out of her slowly at first, then he gained speed as he continued urged on by the incoherent moans and her pleads for more. He added a second finger and found that it was quite a tight fit. He found his length harden further, almost painfully, at this discovery. He could only imagine what it would feel like to be buried within her heat but if she was going to be able to accommodate his length and size, he needed to prepare her accordingly.
She moaned loudly when a second finger entered her. It was an unfamiliar feeling but one that she found incredibly pleasurable. She bit down hard on her bottom lip to keep from screaming again as his thumb moved to press against her pearl in quick, precise circles. Haruhi was astounded by how precisely his fingers moved, with a finesse you wouldn’t expect from someone of his size. She panted heavily, her body was tightening, the heat in her body reaching an all time high and she knew what was coming.
He could feel her imminent release rapidly approaching and his touches reached a fevered pitch. In one last move he curled his fingers inside of her, then pinched her pearl sending her over the edge. He felt her inner walls clench around his digits, pulling them from her body he bent down to lap up the remnants of her latest orgasm, reveling in the sweet taste of her. He wondered if one could get addicted to this sort of thing because he felt like he would.
Once satisfied there he brought his drenched fingers and pressed them against her lips, slipping the digits into her hot mouth.
She sucked on them greedily, tasting herself on his skin, curling her tongue around him. He grunted his approval at her actions, looking into her chocolate brown orbs that were clouded with lust. He had to have her. Now.
He moved his hands underneath her, taking her entire backside into his hands as he slid her to the very edge of the couch. He grabbed his length in his hand and gave it a firm squeeze, watching as some of his liquid dribbled from his tip. His body was ready to take this further, he had to, his hunger for her at the breaking point. He ran his tip against her wet folds, he groaned, losing himself in the slick feeling as he coated himself with her juices, he lined himself up at her entrance and paused.
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