Electric

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Lightening flared across the dark sky and was soon followed by the menacing rumble of thunder, all the while Tamaki could feel Haruhi trembling in his arms. His heart longed to comfort her just as it surged to protect her earlier that day. Now, when he realized Haruhi’s loneliness, Tamaki wanted to be with her, to love her.

“Eeep!” squeaked Haruhi as she clung onto Tamaki’s shirt.
He smiled as he held her a little closer. She was so independent, Tamaki often felt useless around her but at this moment it pleased him immensely that he could help her. Gently he rubbed Haruhi’s back, whispering comforts into her ear, “Don’t worry, the storm will end soon. I won’t leave you alone.”

‘Alone,’ thought Haruhi, ‘Papa’s usually gone when it’s raining. Mama used to…’ Suddenly sweet thoughts of her mother began to gather into a lump in her throat. Intuitively, she nestled her body into Tamaki’s searching for a touch that would soothe her.
A little surprised, yet immensely receptive, at Haruhi’s movement Tamaki smoothed her hair away from her face and tenderly kissed her forehead.

Haruhi felt a coldness seize her. She knew that Tamaki liked her and even though he was an airhead, she genuinely enjoyed being around him. He was kind, honest, enthusiastic, and loving. Yet she saw how he was around other girls, he was a hopeless flirt. Haruhi could love him if she only knew for certain that she was the only one for Tamaki. Listening to his heartbeat, she wondered if he could ever love her like that.

With her head leaning on his chest Tamaki couldn’t see Haruhi’s expression. Despite the thunderstorm, she had become very still. He wondered if he had crossed a line.

Growing nervous he didn’t know what else to do so he began talking, “I guess this trip didn’t turn out too well. Nekozawa’s probably the only who had a good time with his creepy beach and haunted mansion. I really wanted all of us to have fun and relax a little. You know Haruhi, ever since you became a member the club has been really exciting. When the girls come to visit it’s our responsibility to make sure they are entertained but we don’t really get too close to them. Come to think of it, you’re the first girl friend I’ve ever had.”

“What?” asked Haruhi, popping her head up to look into his face.

“Uh, I mean,” stuttered Tamaki afraid he had said the wrong thing, “I mean that you’re the first friend I’ve had who is a girl. I didn’t mean to say you were my girlfriend. Not that I mean you couldn’t be my girlfriend! I really do like you and, uh, if you wanted, not like I’m ordering you or anything…”

Haruhi softly kissed Tamaki in the corner of his mouth and his mind went blank.

“Did you really mean that?” she asked, “Do you really consider me a friend?” Does he really think of me differently from the other girls she wondered silently.

“Yes, I do.” He replied blushing a little. “I really do care about you. You are someone very important to me. I, I love you.”

It was everything she wanted to hear from him. Haruhi placed her hand on his cheek and leaned up to gently kiss him on his soft lips. A little timid, Tamaki responded to her kisses and moved his arms to hold her against him.

As she reveled in the nearness of their bodies, his fresh scent, toned chest and arms, the warmth of his breath, Haruhi nearly forgot. Breaking the kiss, Haruhi looked into his eyes, “I love you too.”

Smiling Tamaki leaned into her and began to kiss her mouth then moved to her supple neck. He placed light kisses along her collarbone as his warm, dry hands were caressing her knees and thighs. Meanwhile Haruhi, glad his shirt wasn’t button closed, explored his torso. She ran her hands down his chest, lightly grazing his nipples, and teased him by only barely touching the tender skin on his stomach and sides of his lower back with her fingertips.

Haruhi placed her hand behind his head and lead his lips back to hers. When she ran her tongue along Tamaki’s lower lip he began to explore her mouth with his. As their kissing became more heated, Haruhi longed for more of his touch. She placed her hand over his own that was on her knee and lead it up along her upper thigh, hips, and stomach, to her breast. She gasped as Tamaki caressed her through her dress, moaning when he rubbed her pert nipple.

Encouraged by his reactions, Haruhi placed her hands on his hips, running a single finger along his hip bone. Tamaki, overwhelmed by these new sensations, didn’t know what she was going to do until he felt her small hand press against his growing member. “Haruhi!” he gasped, leaning into her so quickly that she was suddenly underneath him on the cool floor and he was in between her thighs.

Tamaki was about to stutter an apology when he looked at Haruhi’s face. She was beautiful. Her lips and cheeks were flushed pink, her hair was touseled, and her eyes looked back at him lovingly.

“It’s ok,” Haruhi said as she reached up to caress his cheek, “I trust you.”

Overwhelmed by emotion, Tamaki leaned down and began to kiss her again. Haruhi enjoyed the feeling of his body on top of hers. Especially when she felt a pleasant sensation growing in the middle of her legs. As their bodies responded to one another, they gave themselves over to their growing pleasure exploring each other for the first time. When Haruhi gently nibbled on Tamaki’s ear, he instinctively thrusted into her.

“Tamaki, again!” gasped Haruhi bringing her legs up around his waist. Slowly at first, Tamaki began to grind his hips into Haruhi’s. When her hips began to move against his, he began thrusting faster. Panting, Haruhi felt that pleasurable sensation grow and envelop her body. As Tamaki hit her sweet spot once, more she felt her self come. She cried out Tamaki’s name and held on to him until he came a few seconds after her.

Rolling onto his side, Tamaki reached out and pulled Haruhi against him. He gently stroked her neck, shoulders, and arms until their breath slowed.

“Are you okay?” asked Tamaki peering at Haruhi.

Haruhi moved to stand up and held out her hand to Tamaki. She smiled at him. “Yes. That was great.” Pleased, he took her hand as she helped him up and kissed her again on the forehead. She took his hand and lead him to the bed. She laid down and curled into him as he laid next to her.

Listening to her breathing become slow and steady Tamaki said, “Looks like the storm is over.”

“Thanks,” said Haruhi sleepily, “thanks for staying with me.”

“It was my pleasure.” Replied Tamaki. As sleep began to draw on them, Tamaki thought he could hear the soft click of the door.

“Took them long enough.” Muttered Kyoya as he walked down the hall trying to think of a good morning activity for the rest of the group to do so Tamaki could spend the morning with Haruhi.