Too Much For Mr. Ootori?

Hidden Emotions

Kyoya flashed through his options, before deciding on one that pleased him.
"How about a truce~?" He was on his knees here. The second he touched her body, the second he felt himself against her, he needed her.
"Is this truce to protect your pride? Dear Kyoya~?" She whispered mockingly. The sound of her voice drove his senses wild, her confidence in the face of what he was doing. It intoxicated him.
For weeks he's held back this strange feeling. The strange dominate yet gentle air around her, it drove him insane. He wanted her, that which he couldn't control. Those mischievous twins, having her display her body in such a vulgar fashion with those swimsuits. Kyoya brought his lips to the back of her neck. He wanted no one to see her in such a way besides himself.
Just a taste, just a bit, a kiss upon her tender flesh, it sealed his fate. She flinched beneath him, shivering in pleasure without will. He rested his head against her back, his emotions and desires burning him from within. How can he stop at just a taste? How could he stop himself from devouring her?! He could hardly think straight.
"Kyoya, please. Let me go. I don't want to hurt you." He released her wrists and turned her towards him. He stared deeply into her eyes before examining her solemn face, softly gasping for breath. Without hesitation he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His hands tangling themselves in her hair.
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        The kiss electrified my entire being. The taste of his lips, the touch of his hands, his body against mine. I can't control myself. I ran my hands in his silky damp hair, pulling on the back of his head to deepen the kiss. I don't think I can stop. I don't want to stop.

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