Hey everyone! I've been so busy lately that I've no inspiration! Well I finally had some and thus this new Yaoi fanfcition was born! This idea came to me a while back when I got to ride in a limo for my friend's 16th birthday! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don not own Ouran High School Host Club or Tamaki and Kyouya
Warning: This is rated M for sexual content, YAOI
There's A Time and Place for Everything
Things were always like this, they never changed, violet eyes looked over the room, it was a large and fancy restaurant. Red carpets with several different designs in yellows and oranges spread across the room, red drapes and elegant paintings hung on the walls, and even the tables were made of fine oak, each of them were covered with a fine white table cloth. The blond seventeen year old tugged at his tie, smoothing his sweaty palm over his black slacks. Suits were so uncomfortable sometimes, but when you grew up wearing them you learned to live with it. "Let's see here…..Suou…Suou…ah here we are" the man at the podium said as he ran his finger along the many names within a large book. "Right this way…" the man said gathering menus in his arms and walking gracefully in the other direction, even the people who worked here were fancy! Tamaki sighed; he would so much rather be dining with Haruhi and her father, the commoner life seemed so much simpler and so much more peaceful.
"Try to relax" his father whispered to him as they were seated at a large table, Tamaki only nodded and sat down, nervously placing the napkin on his lap in advance. A few moments went by when the doors of the elegant restaurant opened and his grandmother walked in, her sharp eyes looked around the room, when they stopped on Tamaki, two pairs of eyes locked for a pain staking long three seconds. Turning her head away she nodded to the man and walked toward the table. Gripping the napkin nervously so it wouldn't fall, he stood as his father stood to great the stern women. He watched as his father kissed both wrinkled cheeks, and took his seat, Tamaki pushed his depression aside quickly and put on a happy face, extending a hand to the old women. "It's nice to see you grandmother I hope you are doing we-", "get your hand away from me you filthy child…" she growled and sat down across from Tamaki. He stood there and sighed inwardly before taking his seat, keeping the smile on his face and his depression hidden. Tonight was going to be a long night.
Meanwhile in another part of town a raven haired boy pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose before continuing to cut the meat in front of him. He half listened to his father talk to his older brothers about their lives and accomplishments. Kyouya was tenser now then ever, he hated the pressure he was always under to be better then his brothers, and it seemed every time he accomplished something, his brothers had already gotten one more step ahead of him. What he hated most was how his father would nod and smile and congratulate them, and then he would look at Kyouya and raise his eyebrows, making Kyouya want to shrink in his seat. But his pride wouldn't let him of course, Kyouya sat up straight, shoulders back, he watched his food mainly, never really looking up and only speaking when he was spoken to. Every once in a while he felt eyes on him, both of his brothers's but mainly his father's. Still he kept a poker face and watched as the steamy food on his plate slowing disappeared.
The only thing he could think about, with the usual many things on his mind, was the end of the night and the limo that would pick him up. The limo was scheduled to pick him up, pick up his good friend Tamaki, and then take the two boys back to Ouran High School. "Kyouya!" his father snapped, the teen looked up quickly, his brothers were looking at him and his father was steaming. "Pay attention boy!" the man said gesturing to the oldest brother sitting across from him, "he just asked you a question" his father growled then placed a piece of meat into his mouth. Wiping his mouth with the napkin in his lap Kyouya nodded, "yes of course…my apologies…could you repeat the question?"
Finally it was over, two limos pulled up to the curb, in one his brother's got in after shaking hands with his father and him. Kyouya smiled, nodded, and pretended to be disappointed in their departure. When the limousine was gone, Kyouya turned to his father, fortunately for him he had already expected what happened next. His father smacked him across the face, hard and strong, sending Kyouya back a few steps. Placing a pale hand on his cheek which was now red and slowly bruising, he looked at his father through emotionless eyes. "Can't you at least pretend you are apart of this family! Just once in your life!" the man growled, and turned his back to his youngest son. Kyouya stood up straight, holding his cheek still and didn't move form that position until the limo was out of sight. Sighing he bent down and picked up his glasses that had been blown off with the impact, as he did this his limo pulled up and the driver stepped out and opened the door, bowing slightly to Kyouya. Sighing he nodded to the man and climbed into the back, it was a long soft cushioned seat with small pillows here and there, with a miniature bar filled with glasses and cider in small compartments of ice across from the seat. Pressing the button he watched the black window rise, hiding the driver, when it was fully closed Kyouya took off his black tux jacket and loosened his tie. Laying down he tried hard to relax, putting his arm over his eyes, letting his mind drift off.
Tamaki stood in unison with his father; all three plates were empty except for a few crumbs and dirty forks and knives. His grandmother fixed the scarf around her neck and allowed her son to kiss her hand and cheek. "Must you really leave so soon mother…" his father said, though Tamaki could have sworn there was a hint in his voice that said he wasn't as disappointed as he let on. "Yes I'm afraid so, I have to get up early tomorrow…" she sighed and looked around for her bag, Tamaki appeared behind her with a smile on his face he held out her bag, "here you are grandmother" she snatched the bag away from him as if he were a criminal who had just stolen it. "Well then…" she looked him up and down before looking back to Tamaki's father, "good night…" With that she left.
He looked at his father, and his father knew what he wanted to say, shaking his head the man pushed his chair in and headed for the doors. It hurt that his father would do nothing to sooth the bitterness his grandmother showed toward him. His heart sunk as he followed his father, "your limo should be here soon, I have a couple of places to stop by first before I head to the school, will you be ok?" the superintendent looked to his son, Tamaki nodded, to depressed to speak at the moment. His father seemed to understand and got into the shiny black car that had already been waiting out front, "good bye then Tamaki, I'll see you soon" the window rolled up, hiding his father's face and the car drove off.
Soon after the car was gone his limo pulled up and the driver got out, "no need" Tamaki said putting on his cheerful face and going over to the door, "thank you sir" the man said and got back into the driver seat. Tamaki slipped into the limo and closed the door as he felt the car start to move his eyes wandered across the limo and landed on Kyouya. He smiled, with all the chaos he had almost forgotten about the limo picking them both up. It was then that Tamaki remembered why Kyouya was out, he too was having dinner with family, the blond frowned and crawled over to the resting teen. Sitting beside his head he looked down and smiled, Kyouya was either in deep thought or asleep. Tamaki smiled softly watching the raven haired boy breath evenly, "are you going to say something or just sit there staring at me…" Tamaki jumped and laughed waving a hand, "jeez mother, don't startle me like that…." Kyouya sat up and ran his long fingers through his hair, "my apologies…" though his voice was dull. The blond watched him with curious and worried eyes, Kyouya could feel his stomach collect butterflies, a feeling he got whenever Tamaki stared at him through those violet eyes. "Kyouya?" the raven haired boy looked to Tamaki quickly; the blond was very close now, "what is it?" The silly grin had faded and the blond was now very serious, his hand reach up and gently brushed Kyouya's bruised cheek, the teen winced and looked away so his cheek was no longer in Tamaki's view, "your dad…?" came Tamaki's concerned voice, Kyouya only nodded.
A long moment went by and Tamaki finally said the words that made something inside Kyouya jump, "sometimes I wish we could trade…….wha!" Kyouya tackled Tamaki, he was now on top of the blond, a look of confusion but not fear on the blond teen's face. "Don't say that…don't you ever say that!" he growled, there was a long moment of silence, but a lot was said between them in that moment, violet eyes locked with Kyouya's stern brown ones. Tamaki leaned up and Kyouya leaned down until their lips touched in a soft first kiss. The teen quickly got off of Tamaki and turned away from him, the blond sat up and ran fingers through his hair, trying to take in what had just happened. Kyouya felt Tamaki scoot forward and let his head rest on the back of Kyouya's neck, he could feel his body tingling from where Tamaki's hair brushed his neck. "Let's not fight mother…" the blond whispered using his friend's Host club nickname to tease him, Kyouya smirked, leaning his head back so it rested on Tamaki's. Hands came from behind Kyouya and wrapped around his torso in a hug, his body tingled and his heart raced. Tamaki felt the same way Kyouya did and in the next moment Kyouya found himself in the same position once more, there Tamaki lay beneath him, gazing up at him with those beautiful eyes.
It started out innocent enough, a few kisses here and there, kisses along the jaw line, and neck. Tamaki's skin was so soft and kissable, he looked up when he felt Tamaki tug at his already loosened tie, Kyouya smirked and allowed Tamaki to do as he pleased. With this Tamaki took the opportunity and tossed the tie behind him, unbuttoning Kyouya's shirt at a speed that surprised the raven haired teen. Cool hands rested on Kyouya's abs and slowly moved their way up while making sure to smooth over every bump, scar, muscle, and freckle. The blond smiled when Kyouya shuddered, showing the teen whatever he was doing was right, he continued, drawing circles around Kyouya's hardening nubs with the soft pads of his fingers. Kyouya's breathing was rapid, sweat trickled down the sides of his face and his glasses slid forward and hung on the edge of his nose. Tamaki smiled and removed the glasses, folding them and dropping them softly onto the floor, Kyouya was so sexy without his glasses.
It was only when he felt his own tie being removed that Tamaki realized he had been staring and that his mind had drifted off. Not long before he had realized this he found that Kyouya already had him shirtless and was working his way across the collarbone, nipping and sucking along the way. Tamaki gasped and closed his eyes, his collarbone was extremely sensitive, and Kyouya was the only one who knew. Kyouya smirked; glad he had picked up this what seemed at the time to be useless information about Tamaki. By the time Kyouya was finally circling Tamaki's nipples with his tongue, both teens were rock hard, and both knew it. Kyouya jumped when he felt Tamaki's hands on his pants, as the blond began to undo them he smirked at the look Kyouya was giving him. "For a uke you aren't very shy…." He commented, Tamaki blushed, "I-I could be the top if I wanted to!" Kyouya smiled and bent down, biting his ear, "oh really…." The raven whispered, licking the lobe softly, he felt Tamaki shudder; when the blond melted he sat up triumphantly. And got off of Tamaki, propping up on his elbows the blond watched Kyouya position himself at his feet, Tamaki's shoes were removed slowly, Kyouya's face was so calm as if everything that was happening was so simple. He hated that sometimes, here Tamaki was flustered, his heart racing as fast as if he had just run a hundred miles without stopping, and Kyouya was as calm as always. When Tamaki's pants were removed, the blond shifted, "n-not fair…" he said childishly, Kyouya looked up at him, raising an eyebrow, Tamaki blushed, "you still have your pants and shirt on!" Kyouya smirked removing his unbuttoned shirt and tossed it at the blond, the shirt landed on Tamaki's flustered face, he was about to laugh but then he felt his boxer's being tugged. "Ah- K-Kyouya w-wait" he tried to pull the shirt off of his face, but something was holding it down, then he heard Kyouya's lust filled voice whisper, "don't worry…I don't bite…. hard…"
Tamaki whimpered, the shirt now tied firmly around his eyes, he hated not being able to see, and he knew if Kyouya had it his way Tamaki would be handcuffed as well, good thing Kyouya didn't have any! The cool air hit his hot erection, and the blond felt the boxers slip off his toes. He heard Kyouya smirked; Tamaki reached out his hands but Kyouya captured them, his grip was strong and Tamaki felt himself unable to get his hands away, Kyouya guided the captured hands down on either side of Tamaki's body, there he held them down. "Raise your knees…." "But-" "Raise your knees…." Kyouya repeated, Tamaki bit his lips but did as he was told; Kyouya scooted forward, and then smiled. His grip tightened as he leaned down, Tamaki arched his back and gasped, "nnnn…." The hot mouth concealed him, "ah…K-Kyouya!" he cried out when he felt Kyouya begin to suck and tease. Two hearts raced faster then ever, Kyouya felt himself grow so hard it almost hurt and he could feel that Tamaki was close. Removing his mouth he heard Tamaki whimper, Kyouya was whispering something and he herd the driver answer, Tamaki's hands were released but he couldn't move.
"K-Kyouya?" "Hush now" came the other's voice, it seemed a bit sad, as if the driver said something to upset him. Hands gripped his own again and Kyouya engulfed his erection once more teasing the shaft with his tongue, "aw…mm…huff…K-Kyouya I'm…going to…going to…" he felt Kyouya bite down lightly, that was all it took. Toes curled, and his back arched as he came. Tamaki then passed out, for the pleasure had been too intense.
When he awoke, he was fully dressed, laying on the seat still, Kyouya was sitting close to the door, he watched the limo slowly come to a stop then he quickly got out, "K- Kyouya!" as the raven got out Tamaki could see that Kyouya was still very hard, the bulge in his pants not very unnoticeable. The blond got out of the limo, but the raven had disappeared. What…. was that? Inside his pocket was a note; Tamaki hadn't realized it was there until he got to his room and changed, opening it he gasped, it was from Kyouya! Written on a napkin it read:
Tamaki,
What just happened in the limo you must forget, I realized what I was doing and cannot hurt you like that. I'm glad I could help you to feel relief from your stress if only in that one moment. I'm sorry Tamaki, but there is a time and place for everything, and that was not it.
Well! What did you think? Yes yes I know what you are thinking, "you were at a friend's birthday party, got to ride in a limo, and the first thing you thought of was sex in a limo……?" YES! So deal with it! Ha ha thank you so much for all your reviews on my other stories, PLEASE R&R
Love, Kado Adiyoshi