Too Much For Mr. Ootori?

Payment

The host club sat silently at the table as they ate their crabby dinner. Tamaki sat in the his emo corner mopping. I sighed defeatedly, left my seat, and wrapped my arms around Tamaki. The dark aura vanished immediately, and his face turned red.
"I'm sorry for being so mean to you. I was very angry and I took it out on you. I should have controlled my feelings better, it wasn't right of me to lash out at you like I did. Will you forgive me?" Tamaki gulped before turning around in my arms.
"Oh! Of course I forgive you!" He hugged me tight. "And, I'm sorry for what I said.. you're right, I really couldn't have done what you did. Forgive me, please."
"Thank you, Tamaki-senpai, I forgive you too." His cheeks burst with rosy color.
"You......you called me your senpai!" He squeezed me tighter, totally fanboying. Tamaki finally released me and joined us at the table. He sat right next to me taking about how strong I am and how cool I was for beating those creeps. After awhile, I rubbed my eyes.
"I'm gonna go to bed now, goodnight!" I made my goodbyes and headed down towards my room. I froze.
"Kyoya? Is this were you've been? Why didn't you eat with us? And why are you shirtless?!" Kyoya looked at me with his dreamy brown eyes that were on full display, seeing as he wasn't wearing his glasses. I choked down those strange feelings I'd been repressing for a month. He pulled the towel he had off of his damp hair.
"Kyoya?" The tension in the air was almost suffocating.
"You know, I had to buy each girl a very expensive bouquet of flowers to apologize after that little stunt you pulled." He glared at me through glossy eyes.
"I'm sorry, I promise I'll pay you back, but it wasn't my fault." I bowed to him, before turning off the light. Kyoya stared at me in confusion.
"What? Are you honestly telling me, that you came all that way, shirtless, just to tell me that I had to pay you back? At night? You know full well I can pay you back easily, so why make such a scene?" I stood in front of him as he sat on the chair. Kyoya's eyes showed hints of anger as I smirked at him.
"You wanted to teach me lesson, didn't you? You wanted to prove just how dangerous men can be? Well, maybe~" I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "you should be taught a lesson, on how dangerous women can be~" My nightgown slipped and I hurried to fix it, leaving him to stew.
"Heh," Kyoya chuckled, "you think you can beat me in my own game?" He smirked pridefully.
"Oh my dear senpai~," I laughed at the cheesiness of those words.
        "You have to be a player to win." I pulled back the covers of my bed as Kyoya sat in rage, watching me. I slipped my nightgown down around my waist, back facing Kyoya, as I removed my bra. Kyoya' eyes widened at my rather lewd actions, to be honest, I didn't much care what he thought. I fixed my nightgown and prepared to slip into the covers of my soft bed. Kyoya was truly outraged.

How is it that no matter what I say or do, she's so unfazed?!

He clenched his teeth and made his way behind me. His strong hands gripped my wrists and pulled them behind me. He had to use both hands to keep me bound.
        "Kyoya!!" I basically growled his name.

(Kyoya POV)

No matter what I do now, she'll win. If I leave, she wins. If I stay, she wins.

If I touch her

If I lose myself in her

If I take her

Perhaps,

We'll both win.