A/N: Well, I really hadn't expected to write an extra, but I woke up today with this idea molesting my mind and it needed to be written down, so that was what I did first thing this morning. I hope yer happy, Squeakyai. Yu were lucky enough to place yer request at the right place at the right time while I was in the right state of mind to produce this so quickly. I don't usually get/take requests, so be proud! And I better hear from yu to tell me what yu thought! Enjoy, all. :)

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101. Satisfaction (takes places in the 'Mori the Wild, and Kyouya the Cool' universe after #50. Breaking the Rules)

As usual, Kyouya had arrived early to the Host Club in order to ready the Third Music Room for their clients. He was busy taking inventory and going over configurations, making sure everything was where it should be, when he got to the hosts' costumes for the day in the prep room. The theme was musical genres, and with Honey-senpai gone for the week (he's been gone quite often recently now that Kyouya thought about it), the junior had been paired up with Mori-senpai as the 'orchestral pair' with the taller boy on contrabass and himself on violin.

Kyouya had to suppress a shiver when he thought about his senpai, remembering their torrid affair in the broom closet the day before, and shook his head. He should save those thoughts for later after Club duties, but just as he started to concentrate on what he was doing, a pair of strong, wiry arms snaked around his waist, startling him greatly. He hadn't heard anyone come in but calmed when a deep, husky purr rumbled next to his ear, and tilted his head to give his lover access to his neck which Mori happily took full advantage of.

The younger boy couldn't relax just yet and was turned around, his lips captured by warm, demanding ones in a hot, devastating kiss. His mouth was quickly overwhelmed and Kyouya simply melted in Mori's arms, giving a soft moan as his lover took what he wanted. He gasped and broke away when a large, firm hand palmed his groin and looked up into dark smoky eyes. "Takashi, we mustn't…the others will be here soon and The Host Club will start in-" he looked at his watch, "15 minutes." The hairs stood up on the back of his neck when he caught sight of the other's predatory smirk.

"Perfect," was all Mori said before he lifted his kohai into his arms and pinned his body to the wall, swiftly muffling his mouth with his own as his big hands unbuttoned their pants hurriedly with quick fluid movements. Kyouya had no time to process anything before a long slicked finger circled his entrance as his only warning and slipped inside with well practiced ease.

The junior's eyes widened for a moment and he made a sound of surprise. Mori must have been prepared with lube, but the thought left him as soon as it came while his lashes fluttered shut when more fingers worked their way in. He gave a little mewl when Mori found his prostate, helpless against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through his system as his senpai insistently pressed on it and writhed against the bigger boy's hot, hard body. They shared a groan when their erections accidentally slid against each other, making Mori let out an animalistic snarl and hike his lover higher against the wall to get into a better position, before starting to push his way in. He couldn't wait any longer.

His poor little mate whined at the pain of penetration but soon began to moan as Mori started to thrust, going deeper and deeper each time. The pace soon changed to fast and furious when the dominant boy realized Kyouya's inner muscles were clenching around him, almost as if to keep him there, and with a low, guttural growl of pleasure, he fucked his sensual little lover into the wall.

All Kyouya could do was cling to broad, muscled shoulders as he rode out the pleasure, panting breathlessly against Mori's ear, "Ta-Takashiii~! I…I'm going to-!" He had to bite his lip to stifle his scream when a big hand gripped his erection and pumped once, back arching gracefully as he came all over their toned stomachs.

With a steady purr reverberating within his chest, Mori allowed himself release at the beautiful sight of his mate letting go and came deep inside Kyouya's limp, sated body, cradling his lover to his chest as he nuzzled against damp silky hair. The two stayed that way for a moment in order to catch their breaths before the taller boy gently pulled out of a mewling Kyouya with a quiet groan, and began cleaning the other's body with his tongue, then fetching a damp washcloth for himself.

After they cleaned up and aired out the room, the two slowly eased each other out of their rumpled school uniforms and dressed each other into their costumes, which were really matching tuxedos in black with their respective signature color as an accent. Mori held his little mate to him, his kohai now tired from their recent activities indicated by the slender boy trying and failing to stifle a yawn. Kyouya hummed and snuggled closer, pressing his ear to Mori's chest in order to listen to his rumbling better.

He didn't notice the door slowly opening a tad or the blue orbs peeking in, but Mori did and met them straight on with his half-lidded bedroom eyes, watching their blond Club president turn beet red before Tamaki slowly closed the door as if he had never been there. Mori allow a small tilt to pull at his lips before returning his attention to his lover, his purring never faltering for a moment.

"Let's go. The others are probably here," Mori's deep voice murmured and he led a pleasantly tired Shadow King out of the prep room.

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Sign: ~The Host Club is Now Open~

Music filled the air as girls giggled and marveled at the pair playing a duet piece, their bows and fingers moving elegantly in tandem to produce the lovely, melodic sounds of harmony. When the last drawn out note faded into silence, their audience clapped and the duo bowed, before moving off the stage for Tamaki to play a piano piece, dressed in his white tux opposite of theirs. After him, the twins will perform a J-Rock/J-Pop dance that a reluctant Haruhi also got roped into. Kyouya took notice of her unenthusiastic face from where he was, and smiled in amusement. The poor girl didn't even listen to J-Pop, like the hip, modern clothes she was wearing indicated, or J-Rock for that matter. Ah, well. This theme hadn't been Kyouya's idea.

In the meantime, Mori eased his way onto the sofa, throwing his arms across the back and looking for all the world like a lounging parlor panther. He hummed in approval when Kyouya gracefully seated himself closely next to him, before they turned their attention to their guests.

Tajita was sitting in the middle amongst the usual though slightly anxious crowd and she smiled at the hosts, placating the rest of the nervous girls even further when she started up a conversation with the 'Cool' and the 'Wild' type, particularly the latter who seemed a little more…intimidating this week. It was all the bespectacled girl could to do have them stay and give this new side of Mori a go. "Wow, brilliant job, guys. I adore soundtrack music, so thank you for taking my request. It was wonderful."

"No, thank you, Taj-senpai. It was pleasure playing for you all," Kyouya replied, with a disarming smile of his own. Mori merely tilted his head and nodded, his lidded gaze still making the surrounding girls blush bashfully.

The two hosts shared a quick, knowing look before business continued as usual in the Third Music Room. All in a day's work, Kyouya supposed, and smiled when his senpai pulled him even closer in order to press their sides together. All around them, girls squealed in delight.

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A/N: Reviews would be lovely, but use yer manners, please. Con-crit is welcome, flames are not.