Disclaimer: Don't own Ouran, Bisco does. :)
Note: Unbeta'd; Grammar Errors, and spelling errors, please do pin-point it. It's barely audible, I'm kind of off with this story.
Sleeping Torture
Words Counted: 620
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Did you know that sleeping is a sin?
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A faint thud was heard from the closing door.
Silent footsteps resonate in the room.
The movements of the once, loud steps were a little tedious - trying to avoid any sound that would wake the sleeping.
In bliss, and by the wind, he had sullenly passed everything from the: stripping of clothes and the stuffing of things.
Hikaru passed through crucial places that would grip noises.
Because.
He was cautious of his movement.
He didn't want to wake up, Kaoru.
Oh no, no…
Not Kaoru…
That's the last thing Hikaru wished to do. Since, his brother waking up would be a tremor of bombarding questions and an overboard silent treatment.
Just because, he was home later than what he promised.
And knowing Kaoru, he might have been overly worried as usual—
Why?
Because, it wasn't normal for Hikaru to break his promise; that's why Kaoru would be mad.
Really, mad—
But wait—
Creak, shuffle, creak, shuffle…
Hikaru stopped from his steps when he heard the sudden noise.
He tilted his head, almost afraid to look. But nevertheless, he still stared at the opposite side. Where his little brother is sleeping – soundly, right…
Right…?
Hikaru breathed in a sigh of relief.
Hands moving upwards to brush his smooth amber locks. The obscene look subsided, while he continued his way towards the bathroom door, until—
Shuffle, creak, shuffle, creak, creak…
Again;
The bed creaked from the sudden movement, while Hikaru just stood there and stared in awe.
Hikaru couldn't believe what his seeing… he couldn't…
Sheets were crippled, and mussed with pale creamy legs that's been sticking out through tarnished sheets.
Hands were crinkled with the pillows; gripping the sweet cushion with gentle tightness.
Shoulders were audibly covered in an overly-large T-shirt, bringing a little bit of the flesh that seemingly looked beautiful with the glow of the moonlight.
While, the most untainted posture was seen – like an angel wanting to be tainted by sin.
Hikaru tried to compose himself, grunting way loudly for the sudden hot desire to pounce and eat his brother up.
"Damn it, Kaoru…"
He hissed, trying to focus his attention away. Yet—
…something lavishly sinful is waiting when you adorn up.
Something ridicule, promiscuous, exotic and at the same time… yummy.
It's like Nocturnal haven would run bliss into your soul.
Cherry, soft lips were parted, slightly, while lips continued on purring some incoherent words.
Breathing in, breathing out and— pop…
Tongue glazed down unconsciously on lower lip.
Caressing it so gently; before nibbling and sucking in a monotonous way— making it look more— erotic and sexy—
"…Hmm…"
Hikaru left out a small groan, while lips were moving upwards in a lick.
"Kaoru— hmm…"
Hikaru moaned again.
The images of Kaoru so innocent is flashing through his mind in random ecstasy.
Kaoru—
His sweet Kaoru looks invitingly…hmm… how to put it in words— delectable…
The look Kaoru gave was devouringly sweet – so hungrily pervasive. That even Hikaru, oh yes, little damn naughty Hikaru couldn't take.
"…Fuck Kao, if this is your punishment… You won," Hikaru hissed, before walking out the door— pissed, hungry and unsatisfied.
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Inside the room, Kaoru left out a feeble laugh before going back to sleep.
"…Serves you right, Hi-Ka-ru…!"
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Author's Note: Comment and Criticism are highly needed and, this is my first Ouran Kokou Host Club Fan fiction. So do be nice to the rookie, please?
Edited! Thanks to Dear Lunacy and Amphigory. :)