Clover stumbled into music room 3, completely done for the day. Final exams had kicked her ass. Kyoya had helped her study, but no amount of study guides could have prepared her for this. AP (advanced placement) Economics was her worst subject, and she knew she had bombed it. Something she, an honor student was not used to.
"The ocean?" asks Haruhi.
"Yeah, the ocean!" Confirms the twins. Ignoring their prattle, she trudges over to where Kyoya sat, and collapsed. He raises an eyebrow at her.
"Was it truly that bad?" He asked.
"Yes. I'm pretty confident I've failed it."
"You couldn't have failed it. We studied together. You knew the material." She buried her face in his chest, thoroughly disappointed in herself. He rubs small circles into her back
"Look, put a sweater on her and her chest is so washboard flat you can't tell if it belongs to a guy or a girl!" Insults one of the twins.
"Clover doesn't have that problem, so we have a more wide variety for her." pointed out Karou
"Thanks, guys but I already have one at home, so i really don't need-."
"Come on. Take a look!" they pleaded.
"Fine." She turns around, to see a wide variety of two pieces, in crimson and black, teal and black, and blue and black. After some browsing, she chooses a scarlet and Raven polkadotted two piece, Kyoya had told her before she looks best in red. Tamaki then explodes, yelling about sexual harassment toward his daughter and brandishing a bat.
"Is it my fate to be saddled with three kids at only seventeen? What's happening to my youth?" asked Kyoya. Clover giggles and he turns to her. "Are you up to raising three kids with me?" she is a bit taken aback by such a playful yet serious question.
"Of course." She smiles.
"So you're not going to the beach?"
"Who said I'm not going?"
"Then it's settled." Harmonize the twins.
"Can I bring Usa-chan with?" Asks Honey.
"I have no objections." Answers Kyoya. "You are okay with going, aren't you? It should relax you after your exams." He directs this question toward Clover.
"I'm fine with it." She affirms. "I have a new bathing suit, anyway."
And suddenly they are on their way. Tamaki sits on a rock, charming a customer. Hikaru and Kaoru played volleyball while Honey and Mori searched for shellfish. Kyoya and Clover sat under an umbrella again. When she was sure no one is looking, she slips Kyoya the pictures she had coaxed out of old acquaintances of Haruhi, and of ones she took on her day off. He smirks just as Nekozawa-senpai appears, cloaked as always.
"Everyone having fun? Ohhh, who's this black dahlia? She's quite the temptress, isn't she?" No one can see it, but he smiles as he kisses her hand. Clover glances Kyoya's way to see him looking mildly irritated. His glasses catch the sun's glare as he pushes them up.
"My girlfriend." He replies rather calmly. Clover smirks, the famous Kyoya Ootori's girlfriend. That was the first time he had called her that. "Clover Alvarado."
"Aha...how intriguing…" Nekozawa sulks away. Noticing his slight jealous attitude, Clover decides to milk this for all it's worth.
"Well he was kind of charming… maybe I'll leave you for him?" Kyoya responds by giving her a death glare, not with hostility but more of a. "knock it off or you'll be sorry." Type of glare. "No?" She saunters over to his seat and plops down next to him, almost in his lap, since there is very little room. She wraps an arm around his lanky figure, then presses her thin pink lips to his warm cheek. "You know I'm kidding darling, besides, I don't do blondes." He smirks slightly, relieved.
"I'll be right back." Clover watches as he intervenes in an argument between the twins and Tamaki. He holds up the pictures she had taken of Haruhi and she smiles. He eventually returns and abruptly, he turns to her.
"Want to go on a boat ride?"
"How do you-"
"It is my family's private beach, after all."
"Sure. Won't we be missed?" He scans, everyone is in their places, entertaining guests.
"I doubt it." Kyoya calls a boat driver over, then turns to Clover, eyeing her up and down. "You might want to put on sunscreen. We won't be under an umbrella on the boat, and I believe you've told me before you'd like to preserve your skin tone." She fumbles through her bag, only to come away with a nearly empty bottle of sunscreen. Being quite small, having a small amount was usually okay. Kyoya observed her stealthily as she rubs the substance all over pale smooth skin. Though, of course, she ran out just as she was almost done. This left part of her neck and face exposed to the ultraviolet rays. He helps her into the blue striped boat. Little does she know, he has devious intentions. They start out slow, water lapping up the sides. The sun pounds down on them, causing Clover to sweat. This is her first boat ride, and she rather enjoys it. Kyoya however, can only focus on her. The sun, the sea and the seagulls all just melts away, he can only notice how her hair, now in a ponytail, flies behind her and how bright her smile is. They fly over white crested waves, wind tangles their hair. The shore looks smaller and smaller as they drift further and further away. Soon they are slowing, and anchored. Clovers eyes widen at the realization.
"What are we doing?" He smirks a little, taking off his sandals.
"Swimming." he answers nonchalantly.
"You asshole, you planned this."
"I suppose there's no harm in admitting to causally planning this since you mentioned you didn't like to swim." Then, he removes his glasses, without stripping himself of his button up shirt, he slowly eases into the water. She noticed he has long eyelashes, and his eyes look even more deep and thoughtful, yet still beautiful.
"Come on." He coaxes
"You are NOT getting me in that water."
"We'll see about that." He climbs back in the boat, approaching her.
"Kyoya Ootori, I swear to god…." He smirks, dripping wet, then pulls off her too large t shirt. She blushes madly, leaving her in her new bathing suit. He removes her glasses as well."Wait…!" He sweeps her off her feet with ease.. This of course, only made him smirk and look on ahead at the waves crashing against the sandy shore. As they ease into the water, she racks her brain for an excuse. "I have makeup on!" She attempts.
"Then I won't get your face wet." He retorts. She growls and puts up a small struggle, but that only makes his grip on her tighten.
"Oh, suck my clit!" She growls. He chuckles as she is now mostly immersed in the water. It's cold, but they grow used to it.
"See? This isn't so bad, is it?"
"Shut up." She crosses her arms over her chest, pouting. He smiles a little, noticing how cute she looks. His wet clothes cling to him, but he doesn't mind much. She wraps her legs around his waist, and arms around his neck. He almost blushed, she buries her face in his neck. Clover smiles, then brushes their lips together as they float around. As they kiss, Kyoya can hear his phone buzz from the boat. He doesn't want the moment to end.
Tamaki:Mama! Where are you? The twins say youre off doing naughty things but I know that's not true!"
Kyoya sighs, placing his glasses back on the brim of his nose.
"We should return."
They return. No one really asks why they're wet, but Haruhi infers they went swimming.
"Tamaki-sama, it's Haruhi!" Exclaimed one of the girls. Kyoya and Clover peek over their notebook and laptop, secretly listening. As Tamaki rushes off, Kyoya sighs.
"We should go after him"
"Haruhi!" Clover catches a glimpse of Haruhi falling. Tamaki, being the princely type, dives in after her. The twins begin beating the living daylights out of the troublemakers that threw her in, as Kyoya and her watch by idly. After some time, Kyoya releases his grip on Clover and pulls the twins off.
Soon they are on the beach, three of them hovering over Haruhi.
"I just confiscated their IDs and politely asked them to leave." Informs Kyoya. As Tamaki scolds Haruhi, Clover gets more and more irate. Finally, after declaring he will not talk to her and Haruhi leaving, she loses it.
"You have a LOT of nerve, Suoh."
"Huh?" Everyone is rather surprised by by the timid Clovers outburst. "Because she's a girl? Thats why you didn't want her to do anything? So she was just supposed to indolently sit by and watch as a girl was dragged away against her will to he hurt, and possibly raped?"
"Well, no, but-"
"I can understand your concern for her safety, but what you're saying and doing isn't right. And if you paid attention to anyone but yourself, you'd know Haruhi will never ask for help. Stop pretending you have some kind of authority over her, suck up your boyish pride and go apologize!" Tamakis emotions swirl around within him, he leaves without another word.
"Great, now he's mad at you, too."
Later that evening, they are playing a board game whole Clover writes and Tamaki sulks. Kyoya, who was next to Clover, writing in his notebook, turns to her.
"Would you like to share a room tonight?" Clover is taken aback, what exactly did that mean?
"Sounds good." She responds.
Dinner is served, Clover having chicken since she doesn't enjoy seafood. The silence is unbearable, but not Clover, Haruhi or Tamaki budges. Wanting to avoid the awkwardness, Clover finished rather quickly and leaves. After a small argument, Kyoya shows Tamaki to his room, then returns to his own, to find a rather pleasant surprise.
"Clover?" She stands in the middle of the room in a pair of lacey ebony bra and panties, both with a little bow in the middle. He flushes then backs away slowly, cursing himself for not knocking.
"No, stay." She jaunts over to him, closing the door behind him. Feeling rather awkward, being in the same room as his half naked girlfriend (but of course, not showing it), he decides to make conversation.
"Thank you again for the pictures." He thanks. She turns down the lights. "What are you-?"
"Shhh" she stands on her tippy toes, kissing him softly. He kisses back, afraid to wrap his arms around her for that would mean touching her bare skin. And then they were on the bed, he laid down, her sitting atop him octopus style. He stiffens, in more ways than one.
"If you want, you can repay me for those pictures with your body." She whispers. Even he is taken aback. She kisses him, roughly. He considered the notion, what could he gain from this situation? Besides pleasure, he knew rushing sex would not be the smartest decision in the long terms of their relationship. He kisses back, placing his hands on her waist. Clover squeezes his waist with her thighs, and Kyoya pulls away to breath.
"While the notion is intriguing, I'm not going to have sex with you." He declines. "Yet." He adds in a whisper just loud enough for her to hear. It is still in that position, when Haruhi walks out of the bathroom.
"S-s-sorry senpai! I didn't mean to interrupt!" She speeds out of the room. Kyoya sighs, getting up. Clover gets into her pajamas, as he looks away. Finally she comes over and hugs him. He blushes slightly, realizing from the squishy sensation aganist his back, that she is lacking a bra under her shirt and sweater
"You're not wearing a-."
"Of course not."
"Why?"
"No girl wears a bra to bed, silly. Are you really going to question it? Most guys would love this."
"I suppose…"
"Why did you have me stay the night if you weren't going to make a move on me?"
"So I could do this." He turns around, sweeping Clover off her feet for the second time that day and placing her on the bed. He crawls in next to her, wrapping an arm around her. She smiles a little.
"You Just wanted to cuddle?"
"I suppose you could say that." she flips herself around, so they are face to face. She wraps her arms around him, and buries her face in his chest. Their cuddles are soft, warm, together, cozy, like a small piece of the heavens. It is like the antidote to a poison, they go well together. Their bodies moulded together, they lay together. They talk most of the night, about whatever. About who Nekozawa is, about their families, about her writing. At around two in the morning, she starts feeling warm in her face.
"You know, you have sunburn on your face." He points out. It is mostly on her neck and ear, but some on her cheek as well. "I know how to make it better." He smirks. He presses warm lips to her hot cheek, then moves to her jaw. He traces the outline of it, making her shudder slightly. His lips brush her jaw, then he moves lower to the tender skin of her neck. Clover wraps an arm around him, touching his lower back as he kisses her neck. An unexplainable pleasure radiated outward from where his lips touch. Kyoya can smell her perfume strongly, Japanese cheery blossoms. She is warm, he teases her, kissing her very softly then pulling away, until she eventually shoves his face into her neck. Clover loses all rational thought. He kisses her ear and neck for a while, they lose track of time. Their lips find their way to each other again and graze each others. Then, her lips smash onto his. There is nothing beautiful about it, Just pure wanting. He kisses back with the same amount of passion. The kiss is deep, passionate. He pulls away, and her eyes flutter open. "That's all you're getting for tonight."
"But -"
"Shhh." He grabs the aloe vera, and rubs it on her afflicted areas. Again, he envelops her in a hug, cuddling her. Their breathing synchronizes, he holds her close, until they both drift off to sleep.
Kyoya awakes the next morning to a very soft squishy pillow. He does not open his eyes, just nuzzles the pillow. Then he realizes, he can hear a steady thump thump thump and sits straight up.
"I didn't mean to…!" Flustered, he comprehends he had been using Clovers boobs as a pillow. "I'm sorry! I was asleep and didn't realize…"
"You don't have to apologize." She responds calmly.
"But-"
"It was quite nice having you there." She flirts. "Besides, you're cute when your flustered." He slowly lays back down on her, resting his head on her shoulder. She moved him though, so again, they are intertwined, his face in her chest. They cuddle like this for most of the morning.
