From the couch, the boys, side by side, looked at the cake. Hunny had placed it on a porcelain tier and a spun glass top over it.
Now they were relaxing on the deep purple, low-slung couch, listening to Beethoven's Fifth.(Heh heh...nerds...gotta love them.) Hunny laid his head on Mori's shoulder, and from that new angle he saw something.
"Takashi." Hunny listened to the alternating beats of Mori's heart and breath.
"Yes"
"You have icing on your hand"
Mori looked down as well. "So I do." Hunny started giggling at Mori's solemnity. He stopped when his companion shifted him away to stand.
"Where are you going"
"To get a towel." Mori took one step away when Hunny grabbed his sleeve and stood as well.
"Takashi, allow me." Mori nodded and stepped back to the couch. Whet he didn't expect was for Hunny to seize his hand and commence licking the icing off, sending jolts of electricity to each individual point of Mori's body with every touch of his tongue.
Hunny stopped and inspected his 'work'
"There we go"
Mori extracted his hand, then lifted Hunny's chin. He bent over and kissed the small boy's lips, long and slow.(Oh. My. Gosh)
Pulling back, Mori blushed a little. (He just kissed his best friend. He has rights.) Hunny was just standing there, eyes closed, not moving a muscle. "Mitsukuni? I'm sor-umph!" Hunny had just opened his eyes and jumped on Mori, making him fall back on the couch, and the soft lips were on Mori's, passionate and tantalizing. The pinned boy could have easily removed Hunny, but, then again, why would he? 'This is all I've wanted for so long...oh thank heavens,' he thought, returning the sweet kiss.
Mori grabbed Hunny's tiny hips, bringing him closer, deepening the kiss. To his surprise, Hunny licked his bottom lip, begging, it seemed, to enter. (And he let him. Just so you know)
Then, Hunny leaned back, seized Mori's collar and pushed him down into a reclining position on the couch. Now on his back, Mori found the small Hunny on top, giving him sweet, sweet kisses. 'This shirt's in the way,' Hunny thought.
As he fumbled with the buttons on Mori's shirt, Hunny whispered his name. "Takashi..." Suddenly Mori's hands came up beside Hunny's, grasped the sides of his shirt and tore it open, exposing his extremely muscular chest. Hunny looked a flushed Mori, then kissed his neck, working his way down Mori's body.
"Ooh..." Mori sighed. Then he thought of something.
He sat up, startling Hunny, who was slightly annoyed.
"Takashi"
Mori grabbed the bottom of Hunnny's undershirt and attempted to pull up, which he was having none of. He fought, but in his current condition (aka in need of a cold shower) wasn't able to subdue Mori's strength.
Getting Hunny's shirt off was no easy task. The boy could beat anyone in a fight, including Mori himself. 'But I want this shirt off!' And with one final tug, it was, Hunny's body a treat for Mori's eyes. He pushed the now shirtless Hunny back down onto the couch and leaned over him, arms and legs on either side.
"That's not so bad, is it, Mitsukuni?" A devil's smile crossed Mori's lips as he descended, bringing their skins into flushed contact.

After just thirty seconds of Mori's triumph, the phone rang. (Poor baby)
Hunny was tempted to let it ring, but Bun-Bun returned to his thoughts, and he slid out from under a groaning Mori. He gave his frustrated companion a kiss on the head, and then crossed the room to retrieve the phone.
"Hello, Haninozuka residence, Hunny speaking"
"I have your stupid bunny"
Hunny stilled, eyes wide, tears about to come. Mori saw how his friend stiffened and quickly joined him by the phone.
Hunny looked at him, then said into the reciever, "You have my bun-bun?" Mori mouthed the word 'speakerphone,' and Hunny complied. The chilling voice, unrecognizable, then filled the room.
"Help me destroy the Host Club. Then Bun-Bun," the stranger seemed to sneer the name out, "will be returned"
And the line went dead.