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Recover	By : ramblingrobin Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 11392 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ouran and don’t make money off of my silly little fantasies.

Chapter List
- 1-Recover Ch 1
- 2-Recover Ch 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Recover Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 8
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Ch 9

Kyoya took Haruhi's hand and pulled her up into his arms. She tucked her arms in so she could snuggle up to his chest. He rested his chin on the top of her head.

“So, you liked that, Haruhi?”

“Mmm.” He felt her nod into his chest.

“Did it make you feel powerful, having such delicious control over me?” He asked.

She was quiet as she pondered that. “I hadn't thought about it like that, but yeah. I did feel pretty bad-ass.”

Haruhi laughed and nuzzled him. His hands drew lazy trails on her back.

“I enjoyed it tremendously.” He felt his arousal starting to return just thinking about her mouth on him.

“There's another way you could have control like that.” He said mildly.

Haruhi pulled her head back to look at him. “Yeah?”

Kyoya's hands slid down to cup her ass, pressing her against his returning hardness. “You could fuck me, Haruhi. You could put the strap-on yourself and you could fuck me.”

Haruhi blinked at him. “I... you... would like that?”

“There's nothing I put in that briefcase that I didn't give some sort of personal test. I certainly wasn't going to use anything on you that I didn't understand myself.” He pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek and then another behind her ear. His breath tickled and she felt her nipples harden. She felt his breath on her neck and ear as he spoke. “I didn't use all of vibrators and anal toys. Just a few to try. They make special condoms for the anal toys and of course everything has been carefully sanitized. Then talking to you about that strap-on made me think of you behind me, a vibrator in your pussy while you fuck me.”

Haruhi gasped and pressed herself tighter against Kyoya.

“In my research it was interesting to discover that men have a few differences in anatomy from women that can increase the pleasure of anal sex. I admit I was intrigued by the idea. The few toys I tried weren't long enough. And I know you'd be careful, Haruhi. I know you wouldn't hurt me. I'd trust you to have this power over me.” Kyoya kissed the shell of her ear, making her shiver. “Have I shocked you, Haruhi? Have I said too much?”

Haruhi shook her head. “There's no reason you can't be interested in that. I mean, I was interested in it for myself when you were talking about it earlier.” Haruhi blushed. “It turned me on. And if it would feel good to you,” she shrugged, “that's sounds like something we could try. I was surprised you'd let yourself be put into such a position, though, Senpai.”

Kyoya cocked his head. “Well, normally I prefer to be in control of all situations I find myself in. But perhaps, part of the enticement and excitement can be in the risk. And I can't think of anyone I would trust more when I give up some control.”

Haruhi beamed up at him, her eyes shone with happiness. She was touched by his trust in her. “Kyoya-senpai, I'd be happy to have sex with you in the ass.”

Kyoya couldn't hold back a laugh. “I never imagined that sentence to come out of your mouth, especially with such... perkiness.”

Haruhi blushed and giggled. Kyoya held her chin and leaned down to kiss her deeply. She looked pensive when he pulled away.

“I'm worried I might hurt you, Senpai. What if I go too fast or make a mistake with a toy while I'm getting you ready for the vibrator?” Haruhi frowned.

Kyoya leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Actually, you won't need to worry about preparing me at all, Haruhi. While I was in the closet, the time wasn't taken looking for the briefcase. It was just inside the door.” Kyoya gripped her bottom, one finger rubbing the crack of her ass, making her gasp. “I ducked out of sight and wasted no time putting some lubricant on a plug and putting it inside me. It stung a bit, since I was in a bit of a rush. I had to hurry to get my shirt tucked and my pants in order.” Kyoya pressed his finger harder, making her moan. “I'm glad I did it. When you sucked me off, it felt quite nice. It added a new depth of sensation.”

Kyoya spun Haruhi so she faced away from him. He pressed his erection against her. “Is this something you would like to do now, or another time?”

Haruhi pressed back against him as he cupped her breasts. “You're ready now. It seems a waste not to try it now.”

Kyoya gave her breasts another gentle squeeze before he reached into the briefcase and grabbed the strap-on. “Indeed.”

*******

Haruhi was naked, aroused, and confused. She gasped as the vibrator inside her pulsed once. She held up the tangled mess she'd made of the strap-on. “I think it's broken.”

She gasped again as Kyoya fiddled with the vibrator. The light flashed on his glasses as he looked up at her from where he knelt between her legs. “It's not broken, you've just tangled it terribly. Stop yanking on it, just give it to me.”

Kyoya took the device and unfastened all the velcro. He gave it a shake to straighten the straps. He re-closed a few straps then held it out in front of him. “Here, step in.”

Haruhi stood and complied, her knees shaking a bit as the vibrator inside her hit an especially sensitive spot. It shifted again as she stepped into the web of leather Kyoya held out for her, making her moan. Kyoya carefully shimmied it up her legs to the tops of her thighs. He tugged the strap-on's vibrator to a connection that extended from the vibrator inside Haruhi. She moaned again as he pressed the two together . Once attached, the two vibrators came together in an L shape, with the connector made of a rubbery material. When Kyoya finished hitching up the leather and closing all the velcro, it was like one piece. One end had a vibrator seated inside her, then the connector extended between her folds and over her clit, finally it attached to the other vibrator which locked into a ring in the harness. That vibrator had a condom stretched over it. He clicked the strap-on's vibrator on then off again to make sure it was working. The whole thing was snug but not bulky. When Kyoya checked to make sure the vibrator on the harness was secure, his tugs made the vibrator inside her move.

“Does it feel alright?” Kyoya asked.

She nodded. It felt better than alright.

Kyoya stroked her flushed cheek then stretched out on the bed. “How will you proceed, Haruhi?” He took off his glasses and set them on the bedside table. “I believe I'll enjoy being at your mercy.”

Haruhi took a moment to look at the young man laid out before her. She wondered where to begin. He had told her she could do whatever she wanted and he would tell her if he didn't like something. But she was in charge of how this would progress. Haruhi decided to try not to over-think it and just do what she wanted. Right now she wanted to feel all that skin pressed against hers.

Haruhi climbed a little awkwardly onto the bed, gasping as the vibrator moved. She slid in next to Kyoya, nudging under his arm and laying her cheek on his chest. She hooked an ankle over his and pressed herself close to his warmth. She smiled and nuzzled into his chest. His fingers gently stroked her hair as she squeezed him tight. She took a moment to just enjoy him, the feeling of his smooth warmth against her. She felt his nipple touch her lips and her tongue darted out to taste it. Kyoya murmured appreciatively, encouraging Haruhi. She licked his nipple again, then blew out gently to see it tighten. She gave it a small nip, and smiled at his gasp. Her fingers made a lazy path across his chest then down his abs. Her breath left her on a sigh as she reached his erection, her fingers sliding from the base to the tip.

“I like how you feel, Senpai.” Haruhi closed her eyes and blushed.

Kyoya groaned as Haruhi's hand tightened on his length. “I can guarantee the feeling is mutual.”

Haruhi chuckled and pushed herself up to look at him. Her touch found the head of his cock, spreading the slippery precum she found there. Haruhi cocked her head to the side. “So, how do we do this? I mean, what's the positioning?”

Kyoya's eyes were hot as he looked up at her. “However you want. But if you're looking for a suggestion, perhaps you could stand next to the bed. I think your height would be just right. I could be on my back and pull up my legs, or I could be on my front either kneeling on the bed or with my feet on the floor. Another option would be for you to kneel on the bed and I could either be on my hands and knees or on my back.”

Haruhi thought about it. She nudged his hip. “Roll over, Senpai. Get on your knees.”

Her words left him even harder. He complied as his cock twitched. He knelt in front of her, his hair falling into his eyes, facing the headboard. Kyoya felt the bed shift as Haruhi crawled behind him. He felt one of her hands stroke his thigh then up across his ass. Her touch wandered to the middle, where the toy's base could be seen. She pressed it gently making him groan. He thought the touch came from her finger or hand, and was delightfully surprised when he heard a click and felt a humming vibration spread inside him.

Haruhi pressed the small vibrator against the base of the toy, varying the pressure.

“Haruhi!” Kyoya gasped.

“I want to make sure you're ready, Senpai.” Her wrist rolled, circling the plug's base. “I don't want to hurt you.”

Kyoya moaned and unconsciously moved against the vibrator. Haruhi grinned and thought about the other things Kyoya had said about anal toys. She kept the vibrator on the base of the toy while, with her other hand, she gripped the toy and slowly turned it. Kyoya shivered and felt his cock throb. She tugged gently on the plug, pulling it carefully to a wider point and then released it to settle back into position.

“Fuck, Haruhi.” Kyoya panted. “Please.”

Haruhi tightened her thighs, feeling the vibrator buzz inside her. The action sent a hot jolt to her nipples then back to her crotch. “Say it again.” She moaned.

Kyoya was silent a moment. She tugged the toy and released it, pulling a groan from Kyoya.

“Please, Haruhi.” Kyoya said through gritted teeth, trying to keep himself still.

Haruhi tugged the base of the toy, getting a grip and continuing to pull slowly. Kyoya moaned as the toy widened before narrowing again. Haruhi bit her lip, having Kyoya like this was intoxicating. And he wanted her to do it. He wanted her to...

She dropped the plug to the floor and set her knees between his, the tip of the strap-on's vibrator brushed his ass. “Are you sure?”

Kyoya's hands fisted in the sheets. “Goddammit, Haruhi.” His voice was low and even.

“That sounded like a yes.” She rubbed the vibrator against him gently. “Say it for me.”

Kyoya's hips shifted, pushing himself against the tip. “God, yes, Haruhi. Please.” He swallowed hard. “I want you to fuck me.”

Haruhi moaned and leaned her hips forward as she raked her nails over his back. The slick head of the vibrator slipped easily inside him. She pushed until she felt resistance, then kept still, giving him a chance to adjust and giving herself time to catch her breath. She leaned back slightly, letting the vibrator slide back out of him part of the way. She pushed forward slowly again, letting the toy sink deeper inside Kyoya this time. When she pushed forward, the vibrator in her own pussy was pushed deeper into herself. She wanted to thrust hard into him, to make the vibrator mirror the action inside her. Haruhi gripped Kyoya's hips, trying to keep control of herself. She made herself go slow, pulling out gently then pushing in deeper and deeper, until the strap-on was seated fully inside him. Haruhi stretched herself over his back, her breasts pressing into his skin. He felt her heartbeat thrumming against him.

“I'm not made of glass, Haruhi.” Kyoya moaned as she pulled herself up, moving the strap-on inside him. “If it hurts, I'll tell you.”

“How fast should I go?” Haruhi asked.

“After this, I want to rest for a minute, but then I want to bend you over that desk and fuck you.” Kyoya's cock tightened at the thought. “Show me how fast you want me to fuck you, Haruhi. Fuck me like that. If it's too much, I'll stop you. I promise, Haruhi, just do it.”

Haruhi panted over him for a moment before she reached between their bodies and clicked the strap-on's vibrator to high and thrust into him. Her fingers dug into his hips as she found her balance. It only took a few strokes before her clumsiness and self-consciousness left her. She cried out Kyoya's name as she slammed inside him again. Kyoya was taken off guard and knocked down to brace himself on his elbows, his knees widening.

Haruhi mewled and moaned, the vibrator surging inside her with every thrust. When she thrust just right she could made Kyoya's back arch as he moaned and her vibrator would hit something inside her that nearly left her breathless with pleasure. Again and again she pulled out and slammed back into him. He set one palm against the headboard, giving himself leverage so he could catch Haruhi's rhythm and move with it, pushing back into every thrust. It was just this side of pain, and he would likely be sore in the morning, but he couldn't bring himself to care.

Haruhi kept her hold on one of Kyoya's hips as her other hand dipped under them. She wanted to feel him as she fucked him. She wanted him thrusting into her hand as she thrust into his ass. Her fingers found him hot and hard, the tip slick and wet. He cried out at her touch and pushed his ass back hard enough she was afraid she'd lose her balance. As a result her grip on his cock was tighter than she'd intended, but his moan let her know he didn't mind at all. She kept her fingers tight as she stroked up and down his length, brushing her fingertips over his balls on the downstroke, spreading the slick wetness of his precum when she reached the head.

Haruhi cried out with every thrust. She felt frantic as she fucked Kyoya's ass and pumped his cock. Haruhi's whimpers were driving Kyoya to the brink. When he felt her grip on his cock tighten and her thrusts stutter he knew she was coming, he didn't even try to hold himself back. He thrust into her hand and impaled himself on her strap-on as he let himself come hard.

Haruhi let out a keening cry as her orgasm ripped through her. It was violent and a little frightening as the sensations filled her until she thought she would burst. Then it seemed she did pop, but the pleasure kept percolating through her, keeping the orgasm from releasing its hold. Finally, the sensations began to ebb and she was able to breathe. She found herself slumped over Kyoya's back, tears streaming down her face. They felt cool on her hot skin.

Haruhi began to slip to the side, and Kyoya followed her. They ended up lying on their sides, Haruhi's strap-on still partially inside him. It took a few tries until she was able to move her hand and click the vibrators off. She felt him shiver. Her face was tucked between his shoulder-blades and she pressed little mindless kisses there. They stayed like that for several minutes, hearing nothing but their gasping breaths and the blood rushing in their ears.

Eventually, Kyoya scooted so he was free of the vibrator. He rolled over languidly. His hands found the velcro of the strap-on, tugging in the right places so Haruhi would be able to take it off.

“Mm.” He said with satisfaction as he freed her.

Haruhi had to swallow twice before she could speak. “How did you do that?” She wiggled her hips and tugged the contraption, trying to get it off without actually having to sit up. “I can hardly move and you figured out the strap-on Gordian knot.”

“Nn.” Kyoya grunted without opening his eyes.

Haruhi was finally free, gasping as she pulled the vibrator out of her pussy. She dropped the whole thing on the floor, she'd worry about it later. She snuggled into Kyoya. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight against him, throwing one leg over hers.

“Mm.” Kyoya murmured contentedly.

“Was that ok, Kyoya?” Her voice was muffled against his chest.

Kyoya grunted in response.

“I... I didn't hurt you did I?” She remembered how hard she had thrust into him, and worried.

“Mm-mm.” He nuzzled her hair and pressed a kiss there.

They lay quietly until Haruhi spoke again. “Kyoya-senpai?”

“Hn.” He responded.

“When you bend me over the desk are you still going to be channeling Mori-senpai? I mean, that might be interesting but it might also be kind of weird.” She said seriously.

Kyoya almost choked, then laughed loudly. He cleared his throat.

“Haruhi, it will certainly be all me doing that. But just give me a few minutes to recover. I just need five minutes and I won't be in danger of an aneurysm. Alright?” Kyoya kissed her forehead.

Haruhi sighed contentedly and rested her cheek on his arm. “Mm-hmm.” She murmured and smiled.

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