Haruhi shut the door to her study panting for breath, before finally clicking the call, holding the phone up to her ear.
"Hello, Haruhi." Tamaki's smooth voice said from the other side, and it was enough to make her knees wobble a bit. "Oh, why are you so out of breath? Did you start without me?"
"N-No!" She said defensively. "I had to run out of the room because that ring tone started playing when I was talking to the twins, it was so embarrassing!"
"Oh, come now, I rather like it. It reminds me of you." Tamaki chuckled.
"How does that remind you of me?" She said in bewilderment.
"I want to kick at the machine that made you piss away your dreams,
tear down your defenses until there's nothing there but me,
you're angry when you're beautiful, your love is such a tease,
I'm drowning in your dizzy noise, I wanna feel you scream." Tamaki recited the lyrics to her, the dirty undertones making her blush as her breath caught.
"Y-You really-" She stammered, feeling flustered again. She'd never had someone attracted to her this much, she wasn't used to feeling… beautiful. Sensual. It was a foreign feeling, but if she had to admit it, she liked it.
"Of course I do, Haruhi. Why would you think otherwise? Just because you wear boys clothes that doesn't hide how beautiful you are." He said, as if he was amused she would think otherwise.
"W-wha-" She blushed brightly, not used to feeling this way. He really thought she was beautiful, with her scraggly hair, her flat chest, non-existent curves? She'd never really seen herself that way. Heck she'd never even felt overly feminine before. This was a very different feeling.
"Haruhi, you really don't think you're beautiful? Shame. I'll have to tell you often, then. Your beautiful eyes were what captured me first, followed by your sweet yet practical personality. You care so much for the people around you, and rarely for yourself. I plan to spoil you, by the way, to make up for that. If you won't think of yourself, then I'll think of you often." He said the last part with a smile in his voice.
Haruhi felt her heart hammering in her chest, but was thrilled more because he liked her for herself than her looks. Of course he did, he was Tamaki. He had his choice of hundreds of pretty girls in the school, and yet he'd fallen for her. It was still hard to wrap her mind around.
"Of course your body is beautiful too." He said in a more wicked tone. "Such adorable, small breasts. Don't think I didn't notice you started hiding them away when they started growing more. But, I can't say I'm too upset about that. It just means that only I get to see you." He said greedily.
She felt her breath catch again, her hands going to her chest where the wrap bound her breasts to keep her more masculine figure. He'd noticed? He hadn't seemed to notice anything, he always seemed so oblivious half the time! She let out a small sound, her mind going to images of him running his hands along them like he'd explained before.
"Ah, there's the sound I love." Tamaki said in satisfaction. "that little hitched gasp. You're thinking of me touching you, aren't you?"
"H-how did you know?" Haruhi blushed.
"Oh, because it's what I was thinking of, too." Tamaki answered huskily. "Running my hands ever so lightly across your skin, just barely a touch. Enough to tease and make you pant and moan for me."
Haruhi made another small sound of arousal, feeling herself growing wet again. She looked over to the door and leapt up from her seat to lock it gently, but the lock made a very obvious sound.
"Did you just lock the door?" Tamaki sounded interested. "Don't want to let anyone in? What are you planning on doing, Haruhi, that would make you want privacy?" He sounded almost amused, as if he knew exactly what was happening.
"You know very well what I'm going to do." She countered in a husky voice, going back to the lounge beside the bookshelf. "You can't expect me to not do anything while you drive me crazy like this."
"Oh, I'm driving you crazy?" he sounded very satisfied. "Wait- you were just with the twins… Haruhi, you naughty girl, are you doing this at the school?"
Haruhi made a small sound of embarrassment, turning red again. "the door's locked!" she protested.
"And just where-" He paused, a low rumble of male satisfaction sounding through the phone. "you're doing this in the study I made for you, aren't you. Are you on the lounge?"
She felt her breath hitch again when he'd figured it out. "Yes."
"Mmmm, I love that. My Haruhi falling apart against that red silk. Are you still in the uniform?"
"Of course I am." Haruhi said in a flustered tone.
"Well, then take the top off. No one can come in, right? You're alone." Tamaki's voice was getting huskier as he spoke. "start with the jacket."
Haruhi was panting softly in arousal, sitting up and wondering if she was actually going to do this. It was the same as changing, though, right? Not a big deal…
She set the phone down for a moment to take the jacket off, leaving only the shirt underneath before picking the phone back up. "it's off." She said softly.
"Good." He purred. "Now, slowly unbutton the shirt. No need to rush things."
Haruhi couldn't help but do so, her mind spinning from the intense feelings running through her. She felt so… sexy, so sensual. He wasn't even here yet he seemed to have that affect on her.
She unbuttoned the shirt, letting out a soft gasp as her belly hit the cool air of the air conditioned room, her wrap still keeping her breasts firmly in place.
"Are you still wearing your wrap?" Tamaki asked when he heard the gasp.
"Y-yes." She said huskily, hardly recognizing her own voice.
"Take it off." He said in a low gruff tone, as if restraining himself.
Haruhi let out a soft moan as she glanced to the door, the forbidden aspect of this giving an added thrill. She was really going to do this at school…
Biting her lip she gently started to unsecure the cloth, before unwrapping it from her breasts. As the cloth got looser she let out a long breath, feeling them fall free from the confines. It did feel so much better. She looked down at them, blushing when she realized she'd grown a cup size since the start of the year. Soon even a wrap wasn't going to keep them too hidden.
"Are you bare for me?" Tamaki panted over the phone.
"Yes." Haruhi answered breathily, leaning back against the lounge. The red silk felt amazing against her back, slick and cool.
"Close your eyes and run your hands along your skin." He said, his breathing growing heavier. "Gently, just the fingertips."
She didn't think it would feel that good, but when she slid her fingertips down her sides she gasped a bit loudly, arching her back with a small moan. Oh that felt amazing…
"Mmm, I knew you'd like that." Tamaki all but purred. "I'll tease you mercilessly, run my hands along those breasts, touch your soft skin until you moan and beg for more."
"Ah, Tamaki-" She gasped his name out softly, her hands still running along her skin. His breath hitched at the tone she said his name in, a low groan sounding from him.
"Haruhi- you can't say my name like that, it's going to-"
"Good." Haruhi panted, a wild smile on her face. "If you're going to drive me crazy, I'll do the same to you." She arched her back again, a soft moan sounding from her as her fingers touched a nipple.
"I was supposed to be the one seducing you." Tamaki let out a husky laugh. "You always do seem to turn the tables on me."
"That's what makes us so good together." Haruhi grinned. "Now keep going. What else will you do to me?"
"Lick and bite at your neck as you moan." He growled out. The image made Haruhi gasp, wondering what that would feel like. "Kiss the sweet valley between your breasts, right over your heart."
"So romantic, as always." Haruhi smiled blissfully. She could feel that coiling starting again, squirming her legs against the lounge cushion.
"I'll slip my hand down, feel how wet you are for me." He sounded strained, as if he was getting close too.
"You must be close," Haruhi panted. "I am too-" She flushed as she moaned out softly.
"Haruhi-" Tamaki said her voice so desperately it was all she needed to come apart, gasping and panting against the cushion as she came, arching ang twisting on the silk. By the time her senses came back she found she'd dropped the phone to the cushion, where she heard Tamaki panting as well. She felt practically giddy with satisfaction that he'd come at the same time again, picking up the phone again.
"Was it as good for you as it was for me?" She said in a husky tone, echoing his words from the first time. He let out a breathless laugh, silent for only a few seconds before he picked the phone back up again. "It was wonderful." Tamaki said in a husky voice. "I'm so looking forward to coming back, and touching you for real. I wish I could see you right now."
Haruhi looked at her phone and bit her lip, getting an idea. "Are you alone?"
"Of course, it's early morning here." Tamaki said, seeming a bit confused why she'd ask.
She hesitated for only a second before she hit the video function, revealing herself to him. Her cheeks flushed, her hair messy and the camera was high enough to only get the top of her breasts without revealing much else. Tamaki inhaled sharply, and suddenly his image appeared to her as well, his blue eyes hooded and warm, almost seeming a darker shade than usual. He was laying in a bed, his gaze intense as he looked at her image.
"You look beautiful, Haruhi." He said, still breathing heavily.
Haruhi blushed softly, giving him a bashful expression despite the raunchy words they'd just said moments ago. "I can't wait for you to come back." She said softly, looking at his image as if she could reach through the phone somehow. He looked even more handsome after the throes of pleasure. How was it possible for him to be more handsome?
"It won't be long." He smiled warmly to her. "I can't wait to see you. I didn't realize how much I'd miss you." He confessed, his eyes turning softer.
"Me either." She smiled. "But it just makes it that much better when you get back."
"Just be patient, and it'll come quickly. Besides," He gave one of his heartbreaker smiles. "These phone calls definitely help."
Haruhi giggled softly, before turning silent as she looked to him over the phone. She just liked seeing him… why hadn't they done video before? But… just hearing his voice without seeing him was its own kind of tease. Maybe that's preferable for their… sessions.
"I have to get going, I'm sorry." Tamaki groaned in dismay. "I could look at you like this all day, but then I'd never get anything done."
Haruhi chuckled in amusement. "Can't have that. The less you get done the longer you'll take there."
"Yeah, true." He grinned. "But it's still tempting. Is everything else going well, there?"
"I'm hosting a barbeque." She said, rolling her eyes as if it was a silly idea.
"A barbeque?!" Tamaki sat up in his bed in shock. "Like, with burgers and little fries?" He held his fingers out to illustrate how small they were.
"I mean I'm not sure about fries, but burgers for sure." Haruhi laughed that he was so shocked.
"Oooooh," He moaned in dismay. "I'm missing Haruhi's cooking, that's not fair." He flopped back down on the mattress, accidentally dropping his phone. The video showed his whole body for a second, showing that he was completely bare on the bed, and… still aroused. Haruhi's eyes widened, her face flushed at what she just saw. That had been… his…
"Sorry-" he said hurriedly as he picked the phone back up. "I didn't mean for it to go that far yet."
Yet? What an interesting wording.
"it's okay, you didn't mean to." Haruhi blushed brightly, getting a wicked idea. "it's too bad you have to go, though." She said sweetly, Tamaki perking up at the sudden change in tone.
She set the phone propped against the pillow, backing up so that her breasts pressed against the red silk of the cushion, showing her topless. Tamaki inhaled sharply at the sight before Haruhi moved forward, a wry smile on her face. "Good night, Tamaki…" She said huskily.
"Wait, Haruhi-" He stammered, but she'd already pressed the button to end the call with a little chuckle. Let him simmer on that for the day. She'd never felt quite so… powerful, as a woman. Is this what they meant by feminine wiles? They were strong, indeed.
She was reaching for her wrap when a knock at the door made her nearly jump out of her skin, quickly holding the long cloth up to cover her breasts. "W-who is it?" She asked in a bit too much of a desperate tone.
"We waited long enough for your phone call, are you about done in there?" Kouru's voice sounded through the door. "I know you miss him and everything but we need to study still, don't we?"
"R-right, I'll be out in a minute!" she said in panic, quickly wrapping her breasts again, hurriedly pulling on her shirt and jacket. She didn't want to take too long or they might guess what she was doing! She was already going to have an uncomfortable walk home with how wet she was…
She opened the door once she was dressed, smiling at the twins as if nothing had happened. "Alright let's get going. Sorry for making you wait."
Hikaru made a sound before turning around with a flushed face as Kouru grinned in amusement.
"What?" She asked, feeling her face heat again.
"You missed three buttons." Kouru pointed out, motioning to the shirt that was unbuttoned at the top.
Haruhi squeaked in embarrassment, buttoning them quickly before turning back around and walking down the hallway. "Let's get going."
Kouru couldn't help but laugh, his guess what had been happening right. Why else would she run out of the room like that? Especially to a private space. He'd guessed at first that they were just being mushy and lovey and she was embarrassed to be heard, but apparently it was a lot more than that.
"That sly bastard." Hikaru muttered under his breath, his face still red as she imagined what she'd been doing with a shirt off.