The Host Club's Slut

C.7

I got back to my house later that night, ignored mom in the kitchen as she ignored me, and just went up to my room and bathroom for a shower and to go to bed.

I went to school the next day, and walked to class, but was plucked out of the hallway and to the wall, looking at the blond king holding my sleeve.

"Can I talk to you? During club time?" He asked and I nodded. "You're free this afternoon, right?" He asked, seeming nervous.

"Tamaki, you don't have to if you don't want to." I said.

"No, I want to." He said confidently. "I just-"

"Your first time. I get it." I nodded. "Tell you what. You spend the day thinking if it's really what you want, and we'll talk about it at club time. And you can say no whenever you want." I touched his arm and smiled before leaving to go to class.

Tamaki. What would Tamaki be like? Mori in person is a gentle giant, but during sex... he seems to be a rough almost sadist. Kyoya, different from his personality, seems to let anything go during sex while he usually needs to be in control. I remember how our first night together, he let me take control without a word. He would never do that in real life.

I spent the day thinking up how Tamaki would be, and none seemed to fit, or just seemed weird in my head.

Club time soon came, and Tamaki pulled me out and to his limo. "I see you've made up your mind." I smiled a little. Tamaki was quiet until we got to his room and he closed and locked the door, then turned to me, sitting on his bed.

"So, uh, how does this work?" He asked and I sighed and went over to him, holding his hands.

"You can say no at any time, Tamaki. I understand you're scared, and it's okay." I said.

"I've decided that I'm going to fuck you, I just don't know how." He said.

"We'll go slow, Tamaki. Don't think, just do." I said and reached up, bringing his face close and joining our lips together in a soft kiss.

We kissed and kissed for minutes on end, and soon, Tamaki filled the kisses with more urgency, more need, and that's when we started moving to his bed and undressing. I slipped his shirt off his shoulders as he undressed me, and I parted with him for a moment, and he gently lifted me up and onto the bed, crawling over and looking down at me, blushing at our nakedness.

"Where do I..." He started.

"Wherever you want." I smiled and lifted my head up and started kissing his neck. He soon got the message and kissed around my collarbones and shoulders, kissing my freckles.

I felt his hands at my waist, and chuckled, moving them up to my boobs. I saw his eyes widen a bit, but he started to feel them and play around with them.

I noticed he was only half hard against my thigh, so I bit my lip and pushed him back a little.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"No. Lemme just help you out a bit there." I said and turned us over so I was now on top of him. "May I?" I asked and he nodded.

So I started kissing his neck and my hand found his member, and I slowly stroked it, hardening him up. I kissed down his chest, licked and sucked his nipples a bit, then licked my way back up now that Tamaki was rock hard.

"Now what?" He asked.

"Now, you could put it in me, if you wanted. Or I could get you off another way." I shrugged.

"I want to put it in you." He said and turned us over. "It's this one, right?" He asked, tapping my widest hole. I chuckled a little and nodded.

"Just checking. Alright, here goes." He took a breath and sunk into me, exhaling as he was fully sheathed.

"You alright?" I asked, and he nodded, his eyes screwed shut. He truly was godlike in some ways, like right now.

"You feel better than I could've ever imagined." He said and started thrusting. Not hard like Kyoya or Mori, but soft and loving. Like Tamaki.

I smiled and reached up to let my fingers go through his hair. "You're doing- ah! Amazing, Tamaki." I moaned a little when he brushed against my G spot.

"Kyoya told me there was a little thing up here... this?" He asked as his thumb pressed directly onto my clit, and my back arched as I groaned. "Guess that's it." He laughed to himself.

Tamaki kept thrusting at a normal pace, and soon leaned down over me, hair falling into his face and mine, and kissed me. I smiled into the kiss and my fingers tangled into his gorgeous hair, keeping him near me, our foreheads together.

"Are you getting close?" He asked and I nodded.

"Press down, ah, a little harder, oh God, with your thumb...!" I said and he did so, and it soon sent me spiralling.

Tamaki stopped his movements as I came, and I felt wetness spill into me, and know that he just came as well. He stayed there, his hair falling onto my chest, then slowly removed himself from me, and lied beside me, looking at me with a small grin and a sparkle in his eyes.

"How was I?" He asked and I laughed and hugged him.

"You were great, Tamaki. I couldn't have asked for better." I said and I felt his hand on my back, and knew he was hugging me back.

"Really? Even though it wasn't hard and rough?" He asked.

"Sometimes you need a break from hard and rough. You were refreshing." I sighed, lying back and spreading my hair across a pillow to cool the back of my neck.

We were quiet for a few moments, just lying there, until Tamaki spoke up. "Why do you do this? Why do you have sex with us?" He asked.

"You all are my friends. I trust you. I also happen to be very comfortable with all of you." I shrugged.

"But, you see, I feel like it's more than just that." He said, and I kept staring at the ceiling as he looked at me. "It's like you're using us as a substitute for something." He said and I sat up and looked at him, taking one of his hands.

"Tamaki, I'm not, okay? I swear, I'm not." I said and he sat up with me, his other hand on my shoulder.

"No, Ayako, it's okay. I want to help you. We all do. We're your friends." He said and I smiled and he kissed my forehead.

"I am calling for a club meeting tomorrow, though." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, you're having sex with all of us now, right? We don't want fights to start because of you." He shrugged and I had no clue what to say.