Author's Note: Here comes the porn with plot you've all been waiting for. I love you all immensely.

xxx, Vee

8. Paris

Tamaki's POV

-Arrangements have been made…- I turn around to look at Kyouya, at those mesmerizing grey eyes that never fail to impress me. –For us to stay at the Ritz's presidential suite. I trust it is alright with you?-

-As long as you let me sleep past 10 a.m., it sounds like paradise. - He answered.

-Oh I have quite a few other ideas. For instance, we can go dine to my favorite restaurant, Les Ambassadeurs. I used to go there with my mom. – I said, my fingers curling around his hand.

He blushed adorably and I could not stop myself from grinning.

-And afterwards? –

-I had in mind a late night walk on the Champs Elysées, along with a little surprise.-

-You know I do not like surprises. - He frowned at me.

-Oh, but this one you will like. - I said softly.

-Nous sommes arriver, Monsieur. – Jacques said, pulling over before the Grand Hotel.

Kyouya's POV

-But, first things first. – Tamaki whispered, giving me a devilish smile. – I hope you do not mind my gift. I had it made especially for you.-

I just stared at him blankly until Jacques climbed off the car and opened the door for me. Tamaki helped me out first and I felt observed. No one dares move or comment and I walk out the door, holding my dignity fast.

-Oh, they are very discreet here. It is alright. - He said, sending Jacques away with an elegant gesture and walking in. I kept to his pace, glancing sideways at him.

-Here. – He took my hand and guided me to the elevator. –Top floor.-

-Our room is the only one on this floor. - Tamaki said, still holding me. –Anything you want, you can have. - He added, flashing that beautiful smile.

My throat tightened and I could not answer.

Tamaki's POV

I stared at him, wondering what could have caused his silence.

-Kyouya?-

-I am fine. - He muttered and I smiled at him as I opened the door.

I nodded and rubbed my thumb over his hand. –Now, the gift. You will have to wear if for me tonight.-

I walked over to the master bed in long strides, my nervousness leaking out of every pore, and then I took in my hands a deep gray box.

-Here. - I mumble hesitantly, as I lay it before him.

He gave me a calculating glace and I fidgeted under his gaze. Kyouya opened the gift with uncanny patience and I stared, hypnotized.

The suit was plain but elegant, all cut in a rich, deep gray and set together with a blue tie and waistcoat. When I saw it, it reminded me too much of him. And he needed a suit for dinner, anyway.

He looked at me, speechless. I could read the words in his eyes.

-Go try it on. I will put on mine as well. Hurry, or we will be late for dinner.-

-Tamaki…-

I turned around, a pristine black suit with matching red tie and waistcoat in my arms.

-Thank you. - Kyouya whispered and I gave him my best smile.

I turned my hands up to unbutton my shirt and then I was deeply aware of his presence. I swallowed my nervousness down and continued until it was off.

Kyouya's POV

I did not move as I saw Tamaki undress. I just watched and memorized every single angle of that Sun God body. I was certain he sensed my eyes on him, but I couldn't quite tell if he liked it or finds it annoying. He didn't look directly at me, and the silence was so thick you could cut through it with a knife. I will never know what moved me, but after his pants were off I was standing at about an inch from him. His breath caught in his throat.

-Silly boy. Let me help you. - I say buttoning up the new white shirt.

He chuckled softly. –As long as you let me help you too.-

-You have yourself a deal. - I said, letting him put on his pants as I lifted the waistcoat. I hugged him as I put it on, and suddenly there was literally no space between us. I tilted my head up and placed a kiss on his lips. The kiss grew like was alive for a few seconds, then it withered and died.

-You have no patience, Kyouya. There will be plenty of time for that tonight. And tomorrow. And everyday, hopefully. I am certain I could live from kissing you alone.-

I felt myself blush furiously, and to avoid his look I reached of for the missing part of the suit and the red tie.

-You are adorable. - He said, as I put on his tie.

-You are silly. – I countered, my tone amused.

-But you like me that way.-

-I never said I didn't. Here, help me. - I said, walking away to get my own suit and to observe how Tamaki looked.

He was a goddamned masterpiece.

Tamaki's POV

As Kyouya started to undress before me, I wondered if he notices how beautiful he is. Or how much he owns me, for that matter. I don't think he knows the extent of his power over me. I helped him button up silently, looking directly in those grey pools that held, and still hold, my entire existence.

He put his waistcoat on after the pants and it looked much better that I even dared to dream of.

-Turn around. – I said, as I lifted the coat for him to put on. I let my fingers linger a little more on his shoulders, before putting the tie on.

-You look…stunning. No, more like…divine. It is hard to put it into words, you know? - I commented.

He flashed a smile so honest and pure it took me by surprise.

-I know. But let's hurry, or we will loose our reservation. - He held my hand this time and I knew he was opening up. To me.

Just the thought of it made me smile.

Kyouya's POV

The ride in the limousine passed in a blur; I felt a little dizzy and a little too aware of Tamaki's hand tracing patterns over my knee. I gave a contented sigh I was not even sure I was capable of.

-Nous sommes arrivé. - Jacques said once more, and I pretended I get what he is saying. I was too nervous to even try.

Before the chauffer even moved Tamaki was already outside the door, opening it for me, with his dashing, gentlemanly smile. I shivered slightly and held it, grinning back.

The restaurant was fancy and over-the-top, yet no one stared at us as we walked in. The place seemed to adapt perfectly to Tamaki's tastes. He spoke in his perfect, fluid French and sooner than I thought I found myself in a little table for too, all lit up with white candles.

The waiter came and again Tamaki fixed everything up, shooting me side glances all the time. I just stared back at him expectantly.

-I took the liberty of ordering for the both of us.- He says, smiling. – I do hope it will suit your tastes…Lizzie.- He says, teasing.

-Tamaki…- I say, in a soft warning that when ignored would become a threat.

-Alright, alright. I will not say it in public again.-

I was about to retort until I was interrupted by the waiter, who served us a bottle of Chateau Lafite, a Bordeaux wine. I grin, as I stare at it. He knows it is my favorite.

Tamaki cheered in French and sipped, I mirrored his move until our cups collided softly.

Tamaki's POV

So far so good. I thought to myself, sighing with happiness.

-So here, I came to dine with my mother sometimes. When Father sent us money.- I said, smiling at the memory.

-She must be really beautiful.- Kyouya answered, his eyes digging holes into my soul.

-She is. The most beautiful woman in the world.- I nodded as I spoke.

-I wish I could meet her…I must confess I am curious. –

-Eventually you will. I do not think now is the right time.- I muttered as my hand reached his, over the table.

He flushed pink but held it back, and I almost chuckled with glee.

-As for dinner, I decided to go with traditional French cuisine. – I said, telling the waiter with a gesture to bring the plate over.

He obliged and put it in the table, in a silver tray.

-Escargots? Really?- Kyouya said.

-They are amazing! Especially here. You try them first, then tell me what you think. - I said, pushing the tray slightly to his side of the table.

-Oh, alright.- He sighed in defeat and put one on his dish.

While watching him, I completely forget I should eat. His lips were so distracting!

-Quit the staring! I am having enough trouble eating this knowing it's a snail!- He said, grunting.

I laid my own fork on the table and drew a little closer to him.

-It is delicious. Try not to overthink.- I whispered, as I took his hand in mine, lifting his fork and putting it in to his mouth.

He chewed it delicately and downed it with a sip of wine.

-It has a unique flavor, I'll give you that. – He said, still frowning a little.

-That is all I am asking for.- I answered.

After that, we ate in a silence that was comfortable, embracing. We asked for no dessert, because Kyouya is not quite fond of sweet things.

When we were done I stood up, fidgeting with nervousness.

-So, come back to the car, Kyo. The surprise is waiting.- I offered him my hand and he took it.

I inhaled deeply, trying to let out all the anxiousness. Here goes nothing, I thought.

Kyouya's POV

The ride passed so fast I did not even feel it. At the end of it Tamaki was gallantly standing outside the door, smiling.

I left the car, and everything was so dark I could not help but look around feeling insecure.

-Hush…- Tamaki muttered in my ear. –We are fine. Now here, come with me.-

I was shaking in his grasp but I still managed to follow him. We were in a sort of enormous park, but it was so dark I could not recognize clearly where. The lights of neighboring streets were down as well.

-Tamaki…We should go. This place looks dange- I started, but was cut off by a peck on the lips.

-Now stand here.- He said, curling his arms around me.

He turned on a little flashlight that blinked twice. A second after, I was blinded by stars, by a thousand lights that nearly brought tears to my eyes. Tamaki had lit up the Eiffel Tower, only for us to see.

Tamaki's POV

It took me a second to recognize the soft sound Kyouya was making, until I realized he was sobbing.

-I had this done just for you.- I whispered.

The lights on the tower withered and died after a couple of minutes, and as I turned to face Kyouya to kiss his pretty lips well…he beat me to it.

He was hesitant at first but I could sense how he learned and registered my every move, suddenly he seemed more experienced than I, and much more demanding.

-I have champagne for us two up…- I started, until I was caught off by a needy, open mouthed kiss.

-How about they send it to our hotel room?- Kyouya said, his tone dropping into a velvet, suggestive voice.

I blushed furiously at the implications and he smirks at me.

-I could…I…can…arrange for that…if you'd like.- I stuttered, clumsily.

-Oh, I'd certainly like that.- He answered, this time he guided me back to the limousine.

I could not help myself, he was being so goddamned tempting! I pulled him closer again, leaning in to kiss him once more, nipping on his lips, holding his waist, his fingers entwined in my hair…he gave a low grunt in the back of his throat that made my breath catch.

I was breathless, and so was he.

-It would be…much wiser…to continue this…in the room.- He stated, gasping for air.

-I quite agree. – I responded, guiding him through the darkness.

I begged to whoever lays in heavens that Jacques would get us there fast. Because if not, I was going to pounce on him in the back of the car.

Kyouya's POV

We almost ran down through the lobby and into the elevator (and I must say we made out during the ride to the top floor) and we kissed still as Tamaki fumbled in his pants, looking for the key. I stuck my hand into his pocket and pulled it out.

-Silly boy…- I said, smirking and opening the door before letting myself in.

-Kyouya…- I felt him sigh behind me, as he closed behind me and kissed me in the neck, then turned me around.

-I want this to be…perfect. I've never been with anyone before. And…it is with you. So…I want it to be…exactly as you have imagined it.- He muttered in my ear, sighing softly at the end.

-It will be with you, Tamaki. So, it will be perfect. – I answered, reassuring him, with soft caresses on his back. –I think it is better if we take it slow.-

He swallowed and nodded shakily. I tilted my head up so I could catch his lips in a kiss. –This is all I ever wanted Tamaki. With you.-

We ignored the champagne as he helped me out of my blazer, then the waistcoat. I did the same for him, caressing him on purpose at every chance. His breath was irregular and his cheeks slightly flushed. I took an inner snapshot at his disheveled beauty.

I closed the space between us, looking directly into his eyes as I undid each button slowly, taking time to worship every patch of skin uncovered.

-Do you have the faintest idea of how beautiful you are?- Tamaki whispered in my ear, and I shook at his cold fingers starting to unbutton my shirt.

I felt myself flush dark pink as I ripped the last two buttons, not bearing the slowness a second longer.

-And you just ruined a perfectly good shirt. - He commented, amusement deep in his voice.

-Hush, I'll sew them back on. Or buy a new one, for that matter.-

-No need, I will forgive you if you kiss me once more.-

I grinned.

-I'll kiss you as long as you want me.-

-Then never stop.- He breathed into my lips and kissed me.

It was desperate, like it was the last kiss he would ever give me. It scared me, to feel such an unbearable strength, such a ferocious feeling underneath his actions. He slid of my belt smoothly and fingered the button of my pants. I growled softly as I leant in to cover his neck with licks and kisses. I felt his stance weaken and he pulled down my pants. Both our shoes and socks were easily discarded. He stood away for a second, watching me intensely.

-You are the most perfect creature…I have ever seen.- He commented, but with a burning force I had never heard. Not like he lied for the girls at the Host Club, but with the conviction of a devotee speaking of his one God.

-And you…are very much dressed. – I responded, closing in again and unbuttoning his pants with a single finger, then pulling them down.

I shuddered at my own luck. My lover was golden and perfect. Disbelief threatened to hit me; I braced myself for a blow that never came. He made me feel so sure, so certain of his love and acceptance that, for the first time in my entire life, I was not afraid.

Tamaki's POV

I made him lay back on the bed, and he was shaking slightly under me.

-If you…need to stop. Please tell me. I am here to please you.- I said, sighing and leaning in to lick his nipple. I felt his breath catch and he shot his hand up to my hair, tangling his fingers on it. I switched my attention to the other nipple, and I teased him with my teeth. A little screech left his mouth, and it was music to my ears. I lowered my head and he started to make a range of noises I had never imagined. I let my tongue play for a while, dipping in his navel. Kyouya whispered my name, and I was undone.

I lowered my head still, until I reached Kyouya's black briefs.

-Are you sure…?- He asked me hesitantly.

-I've never been surer of anything in my life.- I said before taking them off.

Kyouya's POV

The sensation of being inside his mouth was unbearable, it was ecstasy. I could barely keep myself from coming that very second. Just the idea of it was so arousing I found myself nearly tearing the sheets into shreds, at every nip or lick. He was delicate most of the time but sometimes, when he used his teeth I found myself repeating his name, loud and breathlessly.

A second later, his hands scraped my thighs lovingly and I could feel heat pooling inside of me, I was at the verge of losing control.

All it took was another second, another perfect movement of that beautiful mouth for me to scream his name, emptying myself into him. For a second, all I could hear was the sound of my own heart beating frantically. Later, I heard Tamaki sigh with content as his head came once back up, and his sapphire eyes met my own.

-Do not dare think we are done, Suoh Tamaki.- I said leaning in to lick his lips.

-Wouldn't dream of it.- He shot back, his pearly smile glistening in the darkened room.

Tamaki's POV

When he recaptured my mouth it took me a few seconds to even realize exactly what was about to happen. I could sense how he dropped his defenses, how he let me in, in more ways than one. He is demanding and controlling but I try not to meet up to him, I am terrified that if I do, he will lock up inside himself again.

I kissed every inch of his neck, his shoulders, his face, caressing his back soothingly.

-Please…I don't want to hurt you.- I muttered, sighing into his ear.

-It is fine. It will be, I promise.-

It was strange for me to be the one reassured instead of the one reassuring, but it made me feel warm. His breath was now impossibly quick and erratic, and I decided to proceed. My hands slid down his chest, his abs and I saw him shut his eyes and inhale brusquely. I parted his legs delicately and then slowly moved my first finger into him. It snuck in, testing, looking back at Kyouya every second. A low grunt echoed in the darkness, then a plea.

-For heaven's sake, keep moving.- He said, gasping.

I obliged, burying my finger deeper into him, then adding another one as delicately as I could. The feeling of him clenching around me made me groan in anticipation but I held back, barely this time.

-Kyouya…- I sighed, shuddering.

-Please…I want you…-

I could restrain myself no longer. I positioned myself to enter him slowly but when I felt him push back against me I quickened the pace. I leant closer to recapture his lips as I moved inside of him. That sensation is impossible to compare. To find such…completeness, such perfection. As I made love to him, I could feel us become one, a single soul parted in two bodies. I caressed him hotly as I continued to thrust inside of him, earning a strangled cry every time I hit his sweet spot. When I felt him tighten around me I moved even faster, close as we were I am sure it didn't last long, but it was nothing short of perfect.

He arched against me clenching brutally as he came, shouting my name. I followed soon after, as he was unbearably, deliciously trapping me inside him. I sighed his name as I filled him. After we were all done he scooted closer to me, flushed a deep shade of pink and still panting.

I opened my mouth and he quickly leant in to kiss me.

-You interrupted me, Lizzie! I was about to say something important…- I said, poking him softly.

-Oh, and what could that be, Mr. Darcy?- He responded, mocking but resting his head on my chest.

-I love you.- I whispered, kissing his forehead.

-I love you more.- He replied, taking my hand in his.

-Moot point.- I stated, smiling. –We love each other just as much.-

-Agreed.- He responded, yawning. –No waking me up before 10.-

-Alright, sleeping beauty.- I countered, chuckling.

-Tamaki…- He warned.

I just kissed him again, smiling. I let myself drift into unconsciousness, holding Kyouya in my arms.