Possible smexing in this chapter. Possibly. Maybe. Yes. Read with discretion. :D

"Are you happy?" Kyoya said once they reached his home. He was so used to having Tamaki over that he almost felt more comfortable if Tamaki was in his room with him. "What do you expect to achieve by staying here tonight?"

"I want to see just how terrible these nightmares are—"

"I might not even have one now you're here." Kyoya said simply as he took off his shirt. "You make me so calm."

Tamaki blushed and chuckled. Kyoya rolled his eyes. Tamaki ate in every compliment that Kyoya gave him, small or huge—to him it was worth a hundred compliments, and it made his day so bright.

"I just want to see what it is these nightmares are doing to you," Tamaki said, taking off his shirt. "And maybe if you talk in your sleep."

"I don't talk in my sleep," Kyoya scoffed.

"How would you know?" Tamaki laughed. "There's no way you would know, Kyoya!"

Kyoya refused to answer as he walked towards his bathroom with his clothes. He decided that it was hard to explain to Tamaki these things. He knew that he didn't talk in his sleep—it would be something that was unconsciously embedded in your mind.

It took Kyoya a few minutes to notice that Tamaki had been following him. Kyoya had walked into the bathroom and put his things on the countertop, turned around to find Tamaki, looking sheepishly at him.

"Are you planning on joining me?" Kyoya said, a small smile on his face. Tamaki grinned and hugged Kyoya in an open mouthed kiss.

"We never get any time alone anymore… we haven't had a sleepover in a while…" Tamaki muttered into Kyoya's neck.

"By this rate, I'll be having dreams instead of nightmares," Kyoya laughed softly, looking deep into Tamaki's eyes.

"I hope so," Tamaki whispered. "I hate seeing you sad."

"I know." Kyoya muttered. "I hate seeing you upset because of my petty little nighttime problems."

Tamaki kissed Kyoya again as Kyoya started undressing for the shower. Tamaki did the same and started the water up. Tamaki walked over to the full body mirror to look at himself naked, examining himself. Kyoya examined as well.

"Kyoya," Tamaki whined. "Do I have thick thighs?"

"Absolutely not." Kyoya said, testing the water, anxious to get in. "You look like an angel."

Tamaki turned around, no embarrassed look on his face, but one of skepticism.

"Sarcasm is mean, Kyoya, when you use it to insult someone." Tamaki pouted. Kyoya smiled at him. He couldn't believe Tamaki would think he'd lie about something like that!

"I wasn't being sarcastic at all." Kyoya said. "Are you going to get into this shower with me?"

Tamaki smiled and leaped across the bathroom into the shower. Kyoya looked at him for a moment before taking his glasses off… Tamaki wet and naked, looking at him expectantly, and desire overcame his being. He set his glasses down next to his night clothes and walked into the shower, closing the door swiftly behind him.

Immediately, he went for the neck. Kyoya kissed and sucked on his firm neck, as Tamaki arched his head away from Kyoya so he'd have more access. They grabbed and they felt as each boy felt the other getting harder.

"Ahh, Kyo… Kyoya…." Tamaki whispered. Kyoya melted at the sound. What a beautiful sound, ecstasy.

Kyoya's mouth found its way back to Tamaki's lips and a firey kiss ensued. Tamaki grabbed at Kyoya's member yanking on it as the water beat rhythms down on their skin. Kyoya in return fumbled for the lube he kept in the shower. He had not only fantasized that this would one day happen, but he prepared for it so he could be ready at a moment's notice. Tamaki pushed the lube away and whispered,

"Not yet, not yet…." As he kissed Kyoya's neck. He grinded himself on Kyoya slowly, and Kyoya reveled in the feeling. Kyoya grinded back, careful so their penises rubbed smoothly. Tamaki covered his finger in lube and slid it up Kyoya's butt. Kyoya squealed and tried to take it out, but Tamaki wouldn't let him.

"no. no, I'm Seme…" Kyoya groaned, his head thrown back. Tamaki responded by sticking two fingers up his bottom. Kyoya had only had something up his butt once, and that was the night he had lost his virginity to Tamaki. Tamaki had never truly fucked him before, and Kyoya had never truly been fucked. Tamaki's heart was racing with anticipation as he slathered his dick in lube and slid it into Kyoya slowly. Both boys experienced something they never expected to feel. Tamaki felt the universe pushing all at once on his penis, not to soft and not too tight, this one pleasure could be enough to make him go insane. Kyoya felt as though a dusty old button had been pushed in him, one that was purely for pleasure.

"Hell, Tamaki," Kyoya grunted. "Tamaki… oh, god, fuck me…."

Tamaki couldn't say anything, but just started pushing into him, turning his face up to the water falling down on his face. Kyoya was bent at Tamaki's waist and pushing very hard against Tamaki's hips. Tamaki found that the pace he had started up was an accelerating one, and he couldn't slow down if he tried. Kyoya raised his head up as he cried with every burst hitting him. Tamaki was groaning as he moved as well.

"TAAmmakiii…" Kyoya cried. "I'm… I'm going…AHHHahhohhhhhh…" Kyoya came so forcefully, it hit the shower wall and splattered. Tamaki threw his head back and came into Kyoya as well, his seed filling Kyoya's ass. He pulled out of Kyoya, who turned around and kissed him hard and demandingly.

"You remember," Kyoya growled. "You remember who's in charge."

"I couldn't forget," Tamaki said in a small voice, smiling through his sex clouded eyes up at Kyoya. "But that was amazing…"

"I know." Kyoya sighed and looked at his dick that was still giving feeble squirts. "I'm still coming." Tamaki looked at it and took the spurting thing into his mouth, sucking lightly on the head. Kyoya fell against the shower wall, semen sticking to his butt as Tamaki was on his knees, working his penis like a popsicle. Kyoya stroked Tamaki's hair as his song played through his mind. What a perfect and understanding person Tamaki was. How gifted and innocent he seemed. Tamaki was looking up at Kyoya, who was looking down at him. He would never forget this picture, not even to his dying day. Kyoya came again, Tamaki backing up and licking his head as he did.

"I love you, Tamaki." Kyoya mumbled, his mind clouded. "so much."

The pair rinsed off and toweled quickly as they got dressed. There was little conversation, for each boy was tired from their activities. The conversation started once the pair crawled into separate beds.

"If you don't have a bad dream tonight, I'll have to come over here and have sex with you every night." Tamaki laughed, stretching.

"What a terrible thing," Kyoya said, yawning. "Goodnight, Tamaki."

" 'night, Kyoya…" Tamaki muttered, already drifting off to sleep. Kyoya watched as Tamaki rolled over and he turned back to his bed and back to his mind. He reviewed his mind over and over again, trying to understand qualities about himself and trying to pick himself apart, see if he was ready for management, ready for this relationship. He drifted asleep believing that he'd have his first restful sleep in a long, long time.

Needless to say, Kyoya was wrong.

This is the first night he remembered part of his dream.

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I know you guys… sex. It wasn't necessary, but it was just… I don't know… such the opportunity. Anyway, nymphos aside…

This was a fun chapter. I sort of make you believe that you're going to see what's going to happen with Kyoya and Tamaki and dreams but… not yet, dear reader, not yet.

It's honestly 2:31am. Seems to be the only time when I can find time to write these. Inspiration flows at this time, I suppose.

In any case, review and be happy! Be happyyy BEEE HAAPPYYY.

Cliffhangers are people too…