(A/N: I know Haruhi sounds bit girly but come on! its kyouya Ootori for heavens sakes! fangirl squeal and this is my first,first person sex scene …and second fanfic.lol enjoy!)
Those cold grey eyes that seemed to all but melt me.
"You should fix that being a guy or girl doesn't matter naiveté of yours."
Those eyes that seemed to comfort me and tell me that he would never hurt me.
"You wouldn't do that Kyouya-sempai." I told him.
But ….if only…if only I hadn't.
"You should fix that being a guy or girl doesn't matter naiveté of yours." Kyoua-sempai said looming over me on his hands and knees.
His eyes held a deep inner passion and comfort that was hard for me to resist. Part of me was telling me Kyouya wasn't that kind of guy and I could tell he wasn't by the gentle heat and weight of his body on mine, telling me that I should find a deeper meaning in the position he's put me in and that he's trying to teach me.
But another part….
"Kyouya-sempai"Is all I could breathe before I lift my head so that our lips meet.
It was gentle and his lips seemed to melt to mine and sent a electric shock as I pulled away quickly unable to believe what I just did.
Kyouya smirked and put his hand behind my head gently pulling me up for another kiss this time with more passion on his part and mine.
"Is this really what you want Haruhi?"He whispered in my ear sending delicious tingles through me.
"No, this isn't what I want it's what I NEED!"
"Yes Kyouya-sempai…please." Was all I could beg.
I knew in my heart I wasn't in love and that what we were doing was nothing more then fueling our hormonal human desires but for some reason I found more comfort in that thought then thinking I was actually in love with him.
"I'll be gentle." He told me as he laid my head down gently on the pillow and took his glasses off.
For some reason without his glasses, in this dark silent room, with his lips trailing kisses down my neck he was a different person completely and so was I. Here I am a girl who is finally turning the thoughts I get when he looks at me, or gives me that genuine smile of his into a reality. Here I'm Kyouya Ootori's lover.
He kissed me again holding my face in his hands as I hesitantly circled an arm around his neck.
"Am I your first?" He asked me looking into my eyes so warmly.
I couldn't help but blush and look away knowing that he could have so many more attractive, experienced, and wiser girls under him instead of me.
"..Yes" I answered glancing at him only to find a smile on his face as he kissed the sides of my lips.
"You smell so good Haruhi."He breathed as he lowered himself and I felt his weight on me as he began caressing my body.
I knew he was trying to make sure I would be ready for him when the time came that he would enter me with all this foreplay, but if only he knew that the first kiss we shared had already made me mad.
"Oh god Kyouya!" I gasped as I felt his left hand glide along my leg raising my night gown sending shiver after shiver through me. With his right hand he was content on sliding it under my back lifting me up a bit so that he could remove it.
I turned away from his and tried to cover myself. Because I'm not very "endowed" I've never seen a point in wearing a bra so I felt my body grow hot and knew I was turning pink as he positioned himself back above my body which was now only clothed in a pair of lace underwear.
"Don't be so shy Haruhi. You're beautiful to me." He said smiling and lifting my chin with his hand as he lowered for another kiss.
"You're so cute when you blush like that." He whispered in my ear as he lowered himself gently removing my hands which were covering my breast.
He kissed between my mounds using his hands to pinch and twist my nipple making me arch my back in pleasure.
"I can't take anymore Kyouya-sempai"I breathed as I began bucking my hips against his as he suckled my nipples.
"I guess it can't be helped." He said with a chuckle as I felt him remove his own pants and throw them on the floor.
