An Out of the Host Club Thing; On School Weekends

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The driver pulled up to my home, Tamaki raced up to the front door which he hit his forehead on, "Try to be more careful senpai..." I said caressing the side of his head, what do you expect? I am in the host club, but with my sexuality I'm not necessarily a high requested host. Quite honestly, if I was a girl I'd think I would lean more towards the woman. Overall, I'm not a straight person.

It's not like our club is straight anyways. Not anymore since Tamaki admitted. The sweets boy and Mr. Tall and quiet were always attracted to one another. Then the twins are bisexual but prefer having fun themselves. After that there's Haruhi, this potentially works out for her though as long as she doesn't try to get antsy in the bed. The ladies seem to like this though, so why ruin the fun?

Both of out families have yet to figure any of this out, as Hikaru says, "What happens or is mentioned in the club stays in the club." Every now and then Haruhi, the twins, Hunny and Mori will come late to class. So, Tamaki and I find each other giving one a hickey or something before the twins come in and insisting on a foursome.

Today Tamaki was getting quite arrogant, his patience was wearing off and I could tell. I caught him drifting off looking at me in class. This weekend came later for him I guess. He came into my home, and for once was less the French man he usually was turning down supper, being dragged upstairs I saw the slight boing near his crotch, the idiot. Charming as he, was I will not say that as his bed personality, though he does try.

Tamaki sat on the bed, smirking in that special way he does, "Kyoya, I forgot to stretch it-"

"You know I have lube, dumb ass." The blonde reached over to my drawer and got out the purple in color gel along with a small, laced up box I put there specifically for him, "...Ootori...is this...?" Nodding, he embraced me, kissing my lips while holding the gift in his hand. I whispered in his ear breaking the kiss, "Open it." With a tug of the neatly knotted bow the lace fell to the ground, senpai lifted the blue box top off to reveal two rings. One silver and one gold, one for him and one for me. Since it's been almost six months I thought it was about time to commit in some sort of way to this. So I took a bit out of the loads of money my family has to these two rings with engraves of, "Tamaki and Kyoya ~ "Sleep first then dream." On the inside of each. It was appropriate.

"Kyoya, I love it..." My lovely boyfriend put the ring on his thumb, it being slightly bigger than I had thought, of course the gold for my prince. He swiveled the silver one on my index finger with slight struggle, I chuckled and forced him onto the bed. With the door already being locked we got to work kissing. Our legs intertwined and I grabbed the button of Tamaki's jeans. The night was going to be quite long.

Tearing the pants off of him I rubbed up against his body, he began to course his hands up through my shirt and pulled it up above my head. I will admit, I was embarrassed, I don't quite recall why exactly. Then, we rushed with ridding of the remaining cloth wrangling the material to force it away. Completely naked I reached to the gel. Being that it had been a while I would have to take care of the tightness of my little idiot. It was strawberry, our favorite.

Suoh winced smiling as long and flimsy fingers moved up and around. I will never get how a man can put himself under another. I mean doesn't it hurt? What pleasure do they gain? I'm grateful though because where else would I put it? Maybe it's an emo thing...

After that with the removal of my limbs I put in a more significant member. Pushing him onto the bed backing he opened his mouth, I took the chance to explore it with my tongue. I forced myself in as sweet moans and groans continued. Hell, he could scream if he wanted to. We did have sound proof walls. So, Tamaki did just that as I stopped my adventure. Tamaki gathered air and said in a airy whisper, "K-Ky-Kyoya-aa..."

"Sh-shut up you moron or it m-might come..."

He smirked, nodding before making louder more thought through and sexual the longer it occurred. Perhaps I may have roughed him up a bit reaching and putting an end to my climax. I had done my duty and filled my loved one, what to do now? Give him a hand-job thrusting him as well. Toppled on his back and him below me on his knees he yelled my name with such endurance I continued. Cream dripped off the tip of his member, "Se-Senpai... I'm-I'm gonna.." I got an excellent idea and hurried to exit him and continued to flip him over and spread his legs wide. Shooting straight up I devoured the manhood he had to offer. Suoh grabbed my head, to force it closer or away I couldn't tell but I just went as deep as I could and sucked up all I could. Tamaki muttered word but I was set on this sort of priority I guess you could say.

In a matter of time, to be detailed hours, we rested for the preparation of a short cleanup. Parts were wiped for we were too lazy and tied to take a shower to only be aroused again. Holding one another close only in baggy boxers we fell asleep. Me spooning him and he feeling warm and loved. Something that his life lacks in occasionally. I ought to fully know so now, I am the only one who knows everything about this adorable jerk-face. 

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