Hot Little Ponies

In My Heart •KyoyaxTamaki

short story and ehhh. i like this pairing though. xD had to do something.

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"I'm convinced; you want to be a transvestite." Kyoya smirked slightly at his blonde companion, the pale male twirling about the abandoned music room, humming softly to himself. Kyoya kept his eyes on the paled skin boy, his smirk soon shifting to a genuine smile as he felt that warm feeling spread through-out his chest, the only person who seemed to cause this odd happiness was Tamaki, his friend, or husband as the others were always implying to, seeing as Kyoya was mother. He wasn't sure how that worked since Tamaki was prancing around in a dress this very moment.

Tamaki paused just a bit before Kyoya, his innocent smile large, "It's not all that bad." He pulled his skirt up, exposing his knees, "Got a nice breeze." He now smirked, sending Kyoya a wink, the raven haired male blinked, looking down quickly to adjust his glasses, hoping Tamaki wouldn't notice his expression.

Tamaki stepped in front of Kyoya, "What's up?" He asked, Kyoya mumbled something even he didn't understand, Tamaki's finger tips brushed the sides of Kyoya's face, he felt the heat creep up on his face as Tamaki's fingers trailed his jawline, tilting his head up so they were looking at one another.  Now Tamaki had that familiar smirk on his lips, but it soon faded as his hand fell.

Kyoya frowned, he wasn't going to let his chance slip, he grabbed Tamaki's wrist and held him close, his hand on Tamaki's cheek as he pressed his mouth onto the other's.  He felt Tamaki jump, a bit surprised at the action, but he soon kissed Kyoya back, his lips parting without a question so Kyoya could get his tongue in.

Tamaki found himself pressed to a wall, Kyoya's knee between his legs, he exhaled, breathing out on Kyoya's neck as he started toying with the buttons on his jacket, he could hear the other chuckle, his own fingers doing the same, "Some one's going to walk in." Kyoya muttered, it wasn't like he really cared if they saw or not, at least they'd know who Tamaki really belonged to.

Tamaki could feel himself blush, shivering slightly as the cool air hit his skin as his jacket was removed, if people saw so what.

~+~

Tamaki cried out, his finger nails digging into Kyoya's bare shoulders, the black haired male grunted, his grip got tighter on Tamaki's waist as he thrusted into him again.

Oh it hurt, really did, but...For with that pain Tamaki didn't think he could feel any better.

"Just relax." Kyoya whispered in his ear, Tamaki drew in a breath.

Relax.

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Tamaki groaned as he tried to right his collar to his jacket, even though his lower back hurt, it was alright. Two hands grabbed the collar and fixed it, Tamaki looked up into the eyes of Kyoya, smiling sheepishly as he thought back to what they had done, soon frowning at the image of Kyoya above him, gripping his shoulders, holding him down so he couldn't move.

Tamaki's hand was taken into Kyoya's then placed over his chest, Kyoya smiled shyly, if it even was possible in his nature,

"You'll always be, in my heart."