I pulled Haruhi in closer to me, and gave her neck a few gentle kisses. She just melted into my arms a little bit. She moaned under her breath. "Kyoya…"

That is the moment I realised that her moaning my name really turned me on.

I picked her up from behind and carried her into the master bedroom. I tossed her onto the bed and crawled on top of her, still desperately hungry for more of her kisses. She smiled at me in a way I'd never seen her smile. This was different.

"This feels familiar, doesn't it?" She said to me, quietly. "This isn't the first time you've been on top of me in a big bed like this…" She put her arms gently around my neck and pulled me down closer to her. "Brings back memories, doesn't it?"

She was making it so damn difficult to resist her. I didn't want to do anything that would make her uncomfortable, but she wasn't showing any sign of wanting me to stop. Yet, I was still absolutely terrified.

Haruhi noticed that my mind had wandered, and she took the opportunity to pull me down to her side, flipping herself over on top of me, holding my wrists down. I only had enough brain function to just stare at her. I was entirely unaware that Haruhi had memorized the entire lexicon of my sexual language at some point.

"See, now who's caught off guard?" She smiled, clearly looking proud of herself.

"You know, I could add onto your debt just for holding me down like this." I smirked at her.

She pulled herself backward, now sitting between my lap and pelvis instead of holding me down. Not that I couldn't have easily just stood up, but I was definitely enjoying myself. She immediately blushed a little, and smiled a Hitachiin brand smile.

This is the moment I remembered I was wearing thin sweatpants. Sweatpants that offered absolutely nothing in the realm of 'discretion'.

She could feel everything.

I quickly look to the side to avoid the inevitable embarrassing eye contact I was going to have to make with her.

"Do you actually think I'm THAT attractive?" She questioned, in a serious, even tone.

I looked back at her, and sat up, pushing her back a little so that she sat perfectly in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her waist, which I was pretty sure she thoroughly enjoyed at this point.

"Have you ever actually seen what you look like?" I smiled at her.

"I mean yeah, of course…" She was so cute when she took hypotheticals literally. "...but I never really thought I was your 'type', you know?"

"Well I mean, my personal type is called 'Haruhi Fujioka', so…"

She paused. "...Is it the pajamas?"

"Haruhi, I'd find you completely irresistible in anything. From a baggy sweatshirt and cargo shorts, to a formal gown that you adored, to absolutely nothing at all."

"Nothing at all, huh?"

Oh god, why did I say that.

"I guess you do deserve a reward for helping me…" She smiled and unbuttoned the first button on her top.

I blushed and buried my face in her neck a little bit. "I don't want to see you naked as a reward for something I did to help a friend, I want to see you naked because YOU want me to see you naked."

I think I needed to learn to review what horny Kyoya thinks BEFORE saying them outloud.

"So, you admit that you want to see me naked?" She asked.

"That is not what I meant."

"So you DON'T want to see me naked?" she giggled a little, clearly amused.

"Now that is not what I said either!" Oh god, is this what Tamaki's brain was like all the time? Why was Haruhi being so out of character right now?

"Show me if you want to see me." She said in a slightly seductive whisper. I sat my head up.

Her top was now completely unbuttoned, barely revealing her skin underneath. She wasn't wearing a bra, and I couldn't help but stare at the tiny amount of skin I could see.

"You know, if you want to see the rest, all you have to do is take it off." I froze. This feels like a trap.

Without me even having a moment to process what she'd just asked me to do, she grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it up over my head, throwing it across the room.

"Like that." She laughed, and gently bit her lower lip a little.

I quickly pulled her shirt off her shoulders and threw it where she'd thrown mine. She turned bright red and smiled, looking off to the right a little.

She gasped as I grabbed her again and threw her a little so her head was on the pillows of the bed. I climbed back on top of her and took the opportunity to just look at her.

"You're perfect." I whispered to her as I bent down to kiss her neck, a little more aggressively than I had been. She moaned, and I just about lost it right then.

She fumbled around for a second, trying to find my hand. When she found it, she grabbed and pulled it to her chest. I was caught completely by surprise, but didn't take more than a millisecond to gently begin caressing her breast. She moaned a little louder, which was only silenced by me moving to kiss her lips.

At this point, I was almost entirely convinced this was a dream. I broke our kiss so that I could look at her face. "Have I told you that you're perfect yet?" I quietly asked her. She smiled and kissed me. I felt her fingers tracing the waistline of my pants, and just as they found their way in…

My phone rang. Tamaki.

Haruhi and I both just kind of stopped moving. "Well, that's a mood killer." She laughed.

I was going to destroy Tamaki.

"You should probably answer that." She said, stifling a laugh.

I sighed and rolled off of Haruhi, going back to the den where I'd left my phone.

I answered. "Yes, Tamaki?"

"Kyoya, has Haruhi told you about hurting her leg?! Do you have any idea what happened? I can't stop thinking about i - wait, are you okay?" He asked.

"Wha- Yes Tamaki, I'm fine, why?"

"You sound out of breath! You're not exactly one to go running!" I could see Haruhi in the corner of my eye, clearly trying not to laugh at me being called out.

"I could say the same about you."

"Anyway, Haruhi! Is she-"

"She's fine, Tamaki. She just-"

"SHE TOLD YOU EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED?" He screamed.

"No, Tamaki. She told me she hurt her leg. Why would she have any reason to lie to us about that?"

"I suppose you're right...Hm. Anyway, while I have you, I also wanted to ask you…" He kept talking but I lost my focus. Haruhi walked up to me, now with her top back on, but only barely. It was still unbuttoned, but she was slowly rebuttoning it. Her hair was a little disheveled, as mine was too, I'm sure.

She noticed me staring and just smiled and blushed a little.

Tamaki was a dead man.

"KYOYA? Are you listening to me?" Tamaki yelled.

"I - What? I'm sorry Tamaki, I have to go, I'm not feeling too great right now."

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked me. Okay, maybe he was only a slightly injured man, he did actually care.

"Yes. I'm sorry, just a bit of a migraine is all."

"Well, let me know if you need anything! Get some sleep, Mama!" He said, just before hanging up.

Haruhi stared at me for a second. "Does he seriously call you Mama in private, too?"

I sighed. "Only because he knows I hate it. You know, I think I might have the most irritating best friend of all time."

"You might have a spaz, but I have a set of twins who are hellbent on annoying me daily. So." She crossed her arms. "I win."

"So, since Tamaki so rudely interrupted us, how about a movie or two?" I gestured to the big tv in the den.

"You get me, that sounds gre-" She was interrupted by a huge clap of thunder. She froze.

I was already completely aware of the fact she was scared of thunderstorms. I quickly walked up to her and pulled her in close to me. She was shaking.

Another clap of thunder and she hugged me back, tightly. "Kyoya, I'm sorry, I just…"

"Haruhi…I'm here. It's alright, I'm right here." I bent down and kissed her forehead.

"I'm sorry, I'm okay, I just…" she started again.

I picked her up, she looked at me a little surprised. I walked back to the master bedroom, closing the door behind me. I sat her on the bed, and closed the curtains and turned on some music. I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers out, inviting her in. I laid next to her, and she quickly moved into my arms without any prompting.

"Haruhi, when I said I love you, I meant I loved every single part of you. You will never have to apologize to me for feeling anyway about anything. Fear included. I want to be with you through everything you'd want me there for." She took a deep breath and wiped a tear away from her eye.

"If you want me, I'll be there." I kissed her forehead again and just held her close as we both began to fall asleep.

"I love you, Kyoya." She whispered as she drifted to sleep.

"I love you too, Haruhi."