„Senpai what are you doing?"
„What does it look like to you Haruhi?"
Haruhi didn´t knew why but she suddendly began to feel like she was electrified. She could hear Kyoyas heart beating. Funny she always imagined the mans heartbeat ,whos outside wass so cool, to never beat as fast as it was doing right now. Kyoya the smart cool one. She smirked about the thought oft that description.
„Haruhi?",he silently mumbled in a raspy voice she didn´t even know Kyoya possesed. But apparently she knew nothing about him. A few minutes ago she could have never imagined herself in this position with him.
„Do you realize now why you need protection?"
Her hand felt so hot laying only centimeters away from his. The air felt like it was humming from electricity. Haruhi saw straight into his eyes. Or she´d like to. She could barely see her reflection. Carefully she lifted her hand and with a swift move she took off his glasses. She didnt knew why she just knew that in this moment she wanted to see his eyes ,that were usually so full of cold calculation.
„Wow I never realized how beautiful Kyoya Senpais eyes are", thought Haruhi.
She didn´t knew how long they´ve been laying like this. It could have been hours or only seconds. She didnt knew. The only thing she knew was, that she couldn´t move an inch and a weird feeling overwhelmed her while laying in this darkened room with him.
„You know you can kiss me Senpai?"
„Yes I know."
And in a split second his lips were on Haruhis. She silently sight as she opened her mouth to let his tongue in. The kiss started of as innocent, but became more intense with every second. Kyoya rolled over and suddendly Haruhi was on top of him. Her one hand held on to his strong arms and the other was on his chest. She could feel his muscels trembling as she touched him. He felt so good. It didn´t felt like the small butterflies she sometimes had around Tamaki. No it was more like a storm brewing inside of her. He held on to one of her hips and started to rub small circles on the back of Haruhis thin dress with his thumb. She couldn´t help but sigh as he started to remove her dress straps. He let go of her mouth for only a second, to continue to kiss her shoulders and neck. Haruhi just laid there with her eyes closed and gave in to her instincts. They switched positions again. They couldn´t keep there hands to themselve. Somehow Haruhis dress just seemed to disappear as they explored each other. She unbuckled his belt whilst he placed hot kisses on her. They let go of each other just for a second.
„Haruhi ?", he said while brathing heavily, „we can stop."
She looked up to him and saw his blushed skin. Instead of giving him a answer she just pulled him back into the sheets. In this moment Haruhi weirdly began to get concerned about what underwear she wore. Plain white from the commoners supermarket, as Tamaki would call it. But she immediatly forgot about it when he opened her bra clasp. He seemed to touch her on every little piece of skin she had. Her hands ran through his thick hair. Her hair was wild and messy and Kyoya knew she was on the verge of losing it. She digged into his shoulders almost hard enough to drain blood out of it.
„Oh Haruhi", he moans into her ear while pulling down her panties.
They can´t stop at this moment. They know that and honestly they don´t want to.