As Sweet as Honey

As Sweet as Honey
MoriXHani

The host club event was coming to a close and it was about time to leave. Mori sighed anxiously knowing full well what was going to happen later. Although everyone perceived Mitsukuni as a sweet little child, despite his age, Takashi knew different. Mitsukuni did enjoy cakes and sweet things, but he was much darker than anyone knew.
Takashi's choice to remain silent for the most part was all part of the deal. A deal that he had made with the Mitsukuni that no one knew, and the childish fa�ade that Mitsukuni put up was almost sickening to watch.
"Okay, as member's of the host club, we must all participate in the closing events of the night." King Tamaki announced waving his arms like an idiot.
"And remember boys, smile." Kyouya added smirking into his black notebook and adjusting his glasses for the umpteenth time today.
Takashi followed Mitsukuni over to their last appointment for the evening. (That little brat was always bouncing around so cheerily. It's so obvious he's acting. How do they not see it?!)
Mitsukuni glanced over his shoulder deviously at Takashi. A slight twitch of Mitsukuni's eyebrow was enough to know that Mitsukuni had understood the frustrated sigh that escaped Takashi's lips earlier.
Mitsukuni laughed cheerily at the girls, "So I was with Takashi all day and he told me that I couldn't have anymore sweets today.... But..." Mitsukuni once more glanced through the sides of his eyes at Takashi, "I told him we'd work SOMETHING out... Right?"
"Hm." Takashi responded begrudgingly nodding. His stern voice never faulted because of a mere comment made by Mitsukuni, however, he knew later he would pay for that sigh. Takashi glanced out of the window. (I don't know how much more of this
I can take. A familial bond is one thing, but this is almost absurd. I wonder, if father knew, what he would say.)
The click of the door shutting was the only thing that brought Takashi out of his trance.
"Time to go, Takashi!" Mitsukuni smiled big and giggly. That would disappear later. The smile, the cheer, it would all be gone. Takashi sighed once more, wishing he hadn't.
Mitsukuni once more twitched his eyebrow enough for Takashi to realize the next sentence I was intended for him, "Haru-chan, can you do mine and Takashi's part of the clean-up we just got a call to come home and take care of some things."
"I don't know guys, that's an awful lot of work." Haruhi said dropping her shoulders. Her drooping eyes showed she hadn't slept much the night before. Probably studying the way nerds do.
"Please, I'll let you play with Usa-chan?" Mitsukuni offered.
"Don't worry about it Hani-Sempai. We got it covered." Hikaru winked as he snuck up behind Haruhi with Kaoru.
"Yeah, we can handle it." Kaoru smirked. They both glanced sideways at each other.
Mitsukuni internally growled, he hated it when the twins got involved. Strings were often attached to their favors.
"Gee, thanks guys, I thought I was gonna have to do it alone." Haruhi stated earnestly turning to face the twins.
"No problem, Haruhi." Hikaru said placing his hand on her shoulder and pulling her closer to him.
"Yeah, what are classmates for, anyways." Kaoru added ruffling her hair.
The king's eyes shot up and shock set in his face as he, in almost lightning speeds, made his way to the infamous corner throwing a fit as usual.
Mitsukuni was done here, "Thanks a lot Hika-chan and Kao-chan, Come on Takashi, let's go!" He skipped over to the door dragging Takashi close behind.
...

AT THE HOUSE:

Mitsukuni unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes covered in shadow. "This is what you wanted, didn't you?" He opened his shirt to expose his almost childlike soft skin. "You grunted and grumbled all day because you knew I would punish you again for that. Remember, if I keep up my end of the deal you keep up yours."
"Mitsukuni, my only request is to see you happy. Is that so much to ask?" Takashi retorted avoiding eye contact as long as possible.
"I see the way you look at me. I'm not a child anymore. You don't have to pretend to be my friend. I know you hate my mind, but my body..." Mitsukuni slid his arms out of the sleeves of his shirt. "My body makes you crazy, just as yours does to me. So I'll be the child you remember from the past in front of others, if you'll be my slave."
Takashi looked down at his hands remembering. Everything. When this started it wasn't Mitsukuni who initiated. It was himself. Takashi remembered walking into the bathhouse as usual with Mitsukuni, but something had taken over his body. An instinct he couldn't resist as he did with so many others. Takashi grabbed Mitsukuni that day forcing himself on the boy he'd protected all through elementary and middle school. He remembered the bruises he'd left, and the silence that followed. Up until that day, Mitsukuni hadn't had to act at school he was actually that cheerful and cute. Takashi knew what he had done. He knew that he was the cause of Mitsukuni's shift in character and vowed to bring him back. He'd vowed to stay as silent as Mitsukuni was after the incident until Mitsukuni had returned to the way he was. Silent. Waiting. The wanting however didn't fade, and Mitsukuni couldn't deny his own desires any further...
"Oy! Get out of your little dream world already." Mitsukuni ordered hitting Takashi across the face. "Geez, if I didn't know any better I'd say you didn't know how to speak." He laughed coolly.
Takashi rubbed his jaw, the hot aching pain in his mouth was beginning to show as his cheek reddened. "You don't have to be so violent with me."
"You mean, like you were with me? Or have you already forgotten?" He scoffed, "You make me sick. Playing those perverted scenes in your head. Taking me against my will. You are and always will be a pervert! Now you have to pay for it. Little by little. Don't worry I'm sure some day you'll pay off your debt to me." Mitsukuni laughed once more tugging at the tie still wrapped around Takashi's throat.
"Someday? Hm, doubtful." Takashi grunted. In that split second of retort, Takashi had broken the strength he had gathered to avoid eye contact. He lied on the floor staring into Mitsukuni's eyes.
Mitsukuni held on to the tie, pulling. "You see me here, yet you don't act. What was I a one-time toy, you can just throw me away after you used me? No! I won't have that. YOU ARE MINE!" Mitsukuni dropped to one knee pulling up harder.
Takashi attempted to push Mitsukuni off of him but instead ended up grazing Mitsukuni's soft skin. Soft skin. Eye Contact. Too much.
Once more an animal instinct took over Takashi's body. He grabbed Mitsukuni and threw him onto the bed tearing off his own shirt without hesitation.
"Oh so now you wanna play?!" Mitsukuni sighed.
"You got a problem with that, shorty? This is what you wanted from me. You want me to become a monster for you to hate and blame and abuse. Well here. I'm your slave, do with me as you will." Takashi exposed his top. Covered in bruises.
Mitsukuni glared, "Yes, this is what I want." He swallowed now slightly less sure of himself as he gazed upon the body of his old friend. His eyes widened like they do at school. He smirked and slid his hands across his chest and down to the top of his pants where the button lay open and broken from Takashi's throw. Mitsukuni glanced down at his body and back at Takashi.
Takashi gulped down an excited grumble, loosened his tie, and climbed onto the bed hovering over Mitsukuni. He stared down into his chocolate colored eyes. Although Mitsukuni was not sweet and kind as of late his eyes still had a bright innocence to them that Takashi couldn't help but yearn for. He leaned down gently putting his lips close to Mitsukuni's ear, "Please, once more. Say it again."
"I love you." Mitsukuni giggled like he did at school.
Takashi groaned in excitement grabbing at Mitsukuni's slender petit frame. He ripped and tugged at his pants. The button was already ruined he would have to purchase another pair anyways.
Mitsukuni breathed heavily clinging to the strong muscles of Takashi's back. "Takashi. Please don't be mad at me." He whined in his childlike voice.
Takashi's eyes widened, "What?!"
"I don't want you to hate me anymore." He cried, "I can't be mean to you anymore when I ask for this. I don't blame you. I don't blame you one bit. I already knew when you and I went into the bathhouse that day that it would be too much for you. It was too much for me, too. You mean the world to me. I can't lose you. I feel like you're going to leave me every time we do this."
Taken aback Takashi still hovers over Mitsukuni, waiting for the punch line or the dream to end. The throbbing pain in his face was the only reminder of the reality of the situation. "No." He finally responded.
"No?" Mitsukuni's eyes teared and spilled over.
"No." Takashi stated blankly again, pausing for too long before continuing. "Don't lie to me. Not again."
"I'm tired today." Mitsukuni finally let up, "Can you be pitcher?"
"That's what I thought." Takashi sighed.
Defensive, Mitsukuni retorted, "That's what you THOUGH?! Like you still know me... the only thing you know abouot me anymore is my body. You stupid oaf! You're worse than stupid, you're aquescent! You do what I say when I say and you don't complain even though I know you hate it... you hate me."
Mitsukuni reassessed his sleepy disposition and suddenly found he had the energy to take on Takashi.
Mitsukuni struck Takashi across the face once more. Pulling his belt from around his waist, he folded it over, "Don't say things you don't know or understand. I could never go back to the way I was for you! NEVER! You did this to me! YOU DID THIS TO ME." Misukuni began to strike the back of Takashi over and over again. Beads of blood rose up where the edges of the belt it. "Aw, bleeding so soon? We haven't even begun. Just take it like the ogre that you are. I'm sure you can survive... maybe." He struck him again hard with the buckle. "Maybe not." He growled pulling his pants down to expose his backside. He struck his backside now harder than he had his back. He could see the sweat rising on his skin his boxers were sticking to his ass like they do after his kendo practice. This only made Mitsukuni more aggressive. He knew that tan skin would be his. That it would soon be rubbing up against his milky soft pale complexion. He realized that their liquids would mix, and they would once more become one.
He would pull and grunt until he could no longer feel his knees and his back would ach. He would make sure Takashi knew who was going to be his undoing like Takashi was to himself. Trying to make him cry out. Mitsukuni stuck harder against his ass with the belt, "SCREAM FOR ME! I WANT TO HEAR YOUR PAIN!!!"
He hit him again! And again, until blood once more rose to surface. He wouldn't stop until Takashi screamed like did that day in the bathhouse.
Mitsukuni kept striking him again and again until finally Takashi let out a shriek, "PLEASE STOP!"
Mitsukuni's eyes lit up. The fire in his groin got hotter and felt impossible to contain. "Do you not want this? I thought you wanted my love!" He shouted at Takashi. "did you want me to touch you then?"
Takashi thrust his hips back and let his shoulders fall onto the mattress. Mitsukuni reached under Takashi's stomach to grab his swollen cock and rub. He stroked Takashi's cock feeling it pulsate in his palm. Mitsukuni slid under him and placed the shaft in his mouth taking it all in as he had learned to do before.
Takashi shivered moaning as he felt Mitsukuni's mouth around his cock. Moving back and forth it was almost impossible not to thrust back into Mitsukuni's small throat. He's too breakable. Delicate Mitsukuni.
Mitsukuni felt as though it were time to move to more grown up things. While still having Takashi's hot shaft pulsing in his mouth he slipped one finger into his ass hoping to loosen him up for the fun about to come. Feeling around he was still too tense from the lashing Mitsukuni stopped for a mere second to wet his fingers for another entry. This time it went in smoothly. First one then the other. Mitsukuni slid out from under Takashi to return to his backside. Takashi thrust back for a moment at the halt of stimulation, but Mitsukuni was swift to return jamming his tongue between Takashi's cheeks. Tasting everything, his sweat, blood, everything. Mitsukuni pulled Takashi's hips toward him wanting to enter finally. Takashi complied with a grunt pushing his hips back. The feel of Mitsukuni's soft skin against his rough mocha skin was exhilarating. The pulsating of his cock inside of him was almost ecstasy immediately. Mitsukuni struck Takashi across the back, "DON'T YOU DARE CUM BEFORE WE'VE EVEN STARTED!"
"Sorry, Mitsukuni." Takashi groaned as he tightened his insides just for Mitsukuni's pleasure. He could feel Mitsukuni's cock move deeper. It started to feel AMAZING. Takashi began moaning uncontrollably thrusting backwards. Mitsukuni felt like he was about to explode should he continue at this rate.
Mitsukuni grabbed Takashi's cock and began stroking it diligently. This only made the thrusting worse. Takashi was moving so fast he didn't give Mitsukuni any real time to enjoy himself. It was almost instantaneous that Mitsukuni moved to the edge of the bed and pulling out and flipping Takashi over to face him. Takashi stared into Mitsukuni's eyes as he was being penetrated over and over by him. Those chocolate eyes glared emotions of hate, love and pleasure. So Much pleasure he's forgotten all about the belt, which was fine with Takashi. His face stained with tears and sweat.
Mitsukuni thrusted a few more times slowly and began to stimulate Takashi's throbbing cock once more. It was still dripping from the oral he had given him earlier. He began salivating aching for the taste in his mouth. Just once more. He needed it. Mitsukuni stopped attending to Takashi's ass only to bend down and place his shaft once more between his lips he needed to taste him again. He was too far away.
Takashi began thrusting violently. Mitsukuni was happy to accept the entire cock in his mouth down his throat. More. The burning sensation in his own cock returned. He decided to re-enter his ass. The abrupt entrance caught Takashi off-guard and his insides clenched around Mitsukuni's shaft tightly. Takashi lifted his back off the mattress and hunched over to kiss the boy doing all of this to him, "Mitsukuni I love you."
Mitsukuni glared at him angrily but complied with the kiss. Suddenly it was all too much. Everything was stimulated everywhere. Takashi's pulsing cock exploded like a fountain of liquid, hot, salty goo. While Mitsukuni kept thrusting to the point of cumming, he felt the edge, he could sense that it was almost there. Takashi could feel the hot liquid pumping into his ass. Could feel the reaction of quivers in Mitsukuni's body. Mitsukuni pulled out and the liquid followed. He collapsed on top of Takashi lying in the sticky explosion that came from him earlier.
"Mitsukuni. Thank you." He whispered.
"I really do love you." Mitsukuni said under his breath.
"I know. I just wish you'd show it sometimes." Takashi sighed.
"I do. You just don't see it anymore." He muttered almost inaudibly.
"Sleep, love, sleep." Takashi smiled to the ceiling. He really is as sweet as honey.