Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB AND ITS CHARACTERS.
Warning: STUBBORN AUTHOR WITH SMUT AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
"Haruhi, aren't you afraid of thunder?" Kyoya panted as he laid above her, still too tired to move himself.
"Too tired… to be afraid." Haruhi answered in a similar breathless fashion. All she wanted to do right now was fall asleep, and so she did.
Kyoya pulled her into his arms and chuckled to himself. Apparently, he had inadvertently helped her overcome her only fear.
The next morning, Honey and Mori came out of their room to find Tamaki and the twins all camping outside Kyoya's door in an antsy manner.
"Good morning, Tama-chan, Hika-chan, Kao-chan!" Honey greeted them cheerfully as always.
"SHHHhhhh" All of them shushed him at once.
"What are you guys doing outside Kyo-chan's room?" Honey asked.
"Both Kyoya and Haruhi did not come down for dinner last night and breakfast this morning." Tamaki explained. "We went to Haruhi's room and he was not there, so…"
"We're afraid Haruhi have died and Kyoya is hiding his body away!" Hikaru and Kaoru concluded together.
"That's silly. We saw Haru-chan last night, nee Takashi?"
"Ah."
"But then why didn't they go for dinner, and why isn't Haruhi in his bed?" Tamaki asked.
Honey exchanged a look with Mori. Both of them had a very good idea what might have happened, but they had promised Kyoya and Haruhi that they would not reveal their secret. "Maybe they were just tired from their adventure yesterday afternoon and fell asleep." Honey suggested at last.
"For 16 hours?" Tamaki asked, unconvinced. "Kyoya I can believe, but Haruhi isn't that type of guy. He's a commoner! Don't they have to wake up early to go harvest the fields or something like that?"
Honey and Mori shook their heads at Tamaki's imagination.
"Nee Tono, Tono, do you think Haruhi is sleeping with Kyoya then?" Hikaru prodded Tamaki playfully.
"Well, Kyoya does have a gay aura, doesn't he?" Kaoru added slyly, watching Tamaki from the corner of his eyes. "Looks like you owe me a dollar, Hikaru."
Hikaru pretended to look thoughtful. "Who do you think approached the other first, Kyoya or Haruhi?"
"NO, NO! Kyoya, how dare you take advantage of the poor commoner that way?!" Tamaki began to bang on the door heavily.
A loud thud hit the wooden door from the inside, right where Tamaki's head was situated.
Tamaki paused his actions.
"Oh-uh… Looks like…" Hikaru said.
"The Low Blood Pressure Demon Lord…" Kaoru continued.
"Is awake!" They chorused, causing a terrified Tamaki to pale dramatically.
"But, but, it's your fault that I…" He tried to argue weakly.
The twins grinned at him evilly. "Tell that to the Demon Lord when he comes to eat your soul!" They cackled as they made their escape.
Suddenly, there was a sound of the latch on the door sliding open and the door opened just a tiny crack.
"WOAHHHH!" All of them jumped backwards in fear at the evil aura around Kyoya. His eyes were positively gleaming with hatred.
"What the fuck do you guys want?" Kyoya demanded coldly.
The twins immediately pushed Tamaki forward. Caught red-handed, Tamaki had no choice but to walk up to Kyoya. "Where… Where's Haruhi?" He stuttered.
"In my room. Now get lost." The door slammed shut again.
Kyoya slid back under the blankets and felt Haruhi gravitating towards his warmth. "Is it time to wake up yet?" She mumbled.
"No, go back to sleep." He kissed her on the head and fell back asleep.
Too soon later, both of them were awakened by another bout of persistent knocking.
"For god's sake, what does that bastard want?" Kyoya threw a pillow at the door.
"That's a little harsh in the morning, isn't it?" Haruhi sat up and yawned. "Come on, we might as well wake up. I'm getting hungry."
Kyoya reluctantly peeled his eyes open and was rewarded with the sight of Haruhi's bare back facing him. He reached out to pull her into his embrace and kissed her shoulder. "Stop looking so sexy so early in the morning."
Haruhi laughed and slapped his arm gently. "I swear, you're such a sexual being! Half the time I don't even believe that you need a fluffer."
Kyoya chuckled. "Mori-senpai does seem more of the type, doesn't he?" He joked.
Both of them burst into laughter. "Hey, no badmouthing my friends!" Haruhi said, trying to keep her snorts in.
"I'm just saying, he does look like the type of guy that needs a fluffer." Kyoya fought to regain control over himself.
Haruhi smiled, glad to see Kyoya in a good mood again. She climbed out of bed and pulled on Kyoya's black dress shirt along with another new set of underwear he had brought for her.
Kyoya shook his head as he watched her pranced around in his shirt. There was no way he would allow anyone to see her like that! He reached for his phone on the bedside table. "Tachibana, bring a change of male clothes for Haruhi. Glasses and all." He stumbled to the bathroom lethargically.
Haruhi eyed him mistrustingly. "It won't cost me 8 million yen this time, will it?"
Kyoya looked at her from the bathroom mirror. "You don't have to pay me back, as long as you promise not to do anything as rash as that anymore!" He waved his toothbrush at her threateningly.
Haruhi rolled her eyes. "I can't help it. And I will do it again if the need arises."
Kyoya wiped his face with a towel as he exited the bathroom. "Haruhi, haven't you realise how important you are to me?" He pleaded. "Please don't do anything like that again. If you absolutely have to, then seek help from me or the rest of the hosts beforehand."
Haruhi took note of the slight quiver in Kyoya's tone and sighed. "Fine. I promise."
"HARUHI!" All the hosts chorused when she finally walked down the stairs.
"You're alive!" Tamaki sounded genuinely surprised at the fact.
Kyoya scoffed. "Tamaki is convinced that I murdered you and spent the whole time trying to hide your body." He told Haruhi.
Haruhi laughed. You did spent a lot of time with my body, but you made me feel more alive than ever. "I'm fine, Tamaki-senpai. Kyoya-senpai took good care of me."
"He did?" Tamaki asked in disbelief, glancing at his egoist friend. "What did he demand in return?"
"Well Tamaki-senpai, that's between Kyoya-senpai and I, isn't it?" Haruhi sat down and began to eat.
"Have a seat." Haruhi showed Mori into the meeting room where she and Kyoya had first held their negotiations in.
"Ah."
"So, have you given Honey's request some thought?"
Mori's cheeks coloured slightly. He nodded.
"Was that a yes, you have given it some thought; or yes, you agree to hire me as your fluffer?" Haruhi prodded further.
"The latter." Mori cleared his throat uneasily.
"Alright, in that case, here are the general terms of my contract with Kyoya, would you like to change or add anything to it?"
"What do you want from me as compensation?" Mori asked softly.
Haruhi sat on the table in front of him. She held out three fingers. "Kendo lessons, traditional hand-sewn kimonos and protection of the Morinozuka family."
"Number one, done. As for number two and three, did Kyoya put you up to those?" There was a tinge of humour in Mori's voice.
Haruhi nodded, knowing that she was caught in the act. She had not known what to ask from Mori-senpai and therefore consulted the matter with Kyoya-senpai. The Shadow King had not hesitated before answering that she should ask for traditional hand-sewn kimonos, as it was a novelty item that only a few families in Japan have access to and can cost up to hundreds of millions in value. Haruhi was uncertain about what she would do with a multi-million-yen kimono and asked Kyoya for alternative suggestions; which turned out to be protection by the Morinozuka family. Apparently, being under the Haninozuka or Morinozuka family's protection meant that one would be practically untouchable by the local law enforcement. If she ever found herself wrongly accused for a crime, she would be able to easily seek protection and demand justice from the Morinozuka family instead.
He tapped his fingers against the table as he processed Haruhi's demands. "How many kimonos?" He asked finally.
"One a month. So if you stick with me until graduation, it would come up to 10 months."
"We'll renew the contract on a monthly basis." He stated.
"That's fine by me." Haruhi said easily. "What about the third one?" She clarified, since it was the most valuable among her demands.
Mori gave a slight smile and crossed his arms. "I'll let you know after you give me a preview."
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Haruhi grinned at him. This much, she was prepared for. Slowly, she unbuttoned the plaid button-down shirt she was wearing, revealing more and more of her bare skin. Moving backwards, she stepped out of the loose brown slacks and stood upright for his perusal. She was wearing her favourite rhinestone lingerie set from Kyoya, so she hoped Mori would like it as well.
Mori peered at her lingerie choice closely, mesmerised at the colourful reflections given by all the different jewels hanging on her body. And somehow, she made them seem even more ethereal than usual. They didn't look like mere rubies and emeralds and sapphires on her body, but like the finest gems crafted by God himself. "Beautiful." He found himself murmuring.
"Me? Or the rocks?" Haruhi said jokingly.
Mori smiled to himself. Rocks, she says. Trust Haruhi to dismiss the most expensive lingerie set in existence as mere rocks. But it was also understandable from a commoner's perspective as Haruhi would never, even in her wildest imaginations, fathom that real gemstones could be sewn onto something as trivial as lingerie.
"When do you want your Kendo lessons to be?" He curled his fingers around her waist to pull her closer.
"Tuesday and Thursday evenings, with replacements on Saturday mornings if I have to miss lessons due to the Host Club or Kyoya's business management lessons."
"Mm." He nodded to show his agreement. Sitting her on his lap, he gently unclasped her bra. Making sure to set it aside carefully, he lowered his mouth to suck on one nipple.
Haruhi sucked in a deep breath, loving how he was alternating the pressure between strong and weak while flicking her nipple with the tip of his tongue. It was different than Kyoya's aggressive methods, but she loved it all the same. "If there comes a situation where Kyoya and you are entertaining clients in completely separate locations, then Kyoya gets first priority." She explained between hitched breaths.
Mori released her nipple with an audible 'pop', causing her to mourn at the loss. "How will this work in the clubroom on a daily basis?"
She took that as her cue to give a demonstration. Falling to her knees, she nuzzled his crotch, occasionally placing feather light kisses along the inseams of his trousers and on the slowly forming bulge in his pants. "Whoever comes first goes first, I would guess. I stay in the locker room most of the time, so when you guys come to change into your costumes, I'll just slip into the dressing room."
"What about weekends or overtime?" He shifted his legs wider, allowing her free access to the part he desired her the most.
"600,000 yen a day, and food and lodging will be covered under your tab if it's outside the school compounds." She reached forward to unbuckle his pants, chuckling when she saw the Usa-chan design boxers underneath.
He looked downward and blushed slightly. "Gag gift from my brother."
"I like it." Haruhi said lightly. After all, she loved the real Usa-chan as well. She tugged on his pants and he lifted his hips to allow her to remove it. "Since it's you we're talking about, I feel the need to warn you that nobody else – including Honey-senpai – is allowed in the room when I'm fluffing you."
"Ah." He watched in suspense as she lightly caressed his manhood with her knuckles.
Haruhi kissed the tip of Mori's cock. "You taste like strawberries!" She told him. "I guess you are what you eat, huh?"
Mori cocked his head aside. "Hmm… OH!" He gasped when she took his erection into her mouth. He watched intriguingly as she proceeded to swallow around his cock, causing him to grow harder than ever before.
Haruhi pulled back in surprise when she felt his length grow even sturdier and longer in her mouth. "Huh?"
Mori looked away shyly. "I apologize."
"No, not at all." Haruhi mumbled, her mouth already watering at the size of his cock at full mast. Kyoya is so going to be overshadowed next week! She giggled to herself. But knowing the Shadow King, he must have at least a trick or two up his sleeve, so she wasn't too worried about him.
She was snapped out of her musings when she felt herself being manoeuvred onto the desk and a finger slipping into her panties. "Mori-senpai?"
He did not answer, simply bending down to remove her panties and inspect her lady parts. "You're wet." He said shortly, using two fingers to swipe up a sample of her fluids into his mouth. "And sweet." He removed her panties and kissed the centre of her core, causing her to grow even wetter in anticipation. "Is sex included?" He asked between kisses.
Haruhi felt her inner walls clenching and unclenching rapidly, eager to feel him inside her. "Yes, sex is acceptable. I've been injected with pregnancy-prevention hormones. But you have to remember that you're not supposed to cum when you're with me anyway." She felt her body gave a jolt when he flicked his penis against her entrance teasingly.
"What about after club activities then?" He asked, tediously coating himself with her vaginal fluid. He could see how much she wanted him and felt a burst of satisfaction at the knowledge.
"I'll help if you want." She breathed, fighting the urge to buck her hips against him.
"Additional payment?" He asked, slipping half an inch into her.
Haruhi could hardly answer as she waited with bated breath for the rest of his length. "Can't think straight now." She admitted. "Kyoya pays me double."
He gave in to her obvious desire and slid all the way into her, drawing a loud moan from her. He himself stifled a grunt at how good she felt around him. She was so warm and tight and more than everything he had ever imagined. Making a note to discuss payment with her later, he withdrew himself and plunged in one more time, this time causing her to arch her whole body in reception of him.
"Mori-senpai." She groaned, loving the depth that he was reaching in her. She traced her fingers along the firm muscles in his back and stomach, comparing it to her soft skin. She decided that she liked the contrast.
"Ahh!" Mori-senpai grunted aloud. Before Haruhi could ask him what he meant, he made a low, satisfied noise at the back of his throat and buried himself deep inside her.
Oh, so that means 'I'm going to cum', I guess. Haruhi filed it away for future reference.
He pulled out of her and gave her a kiss. "I apologize." He said softly, before getting on his knees and placing his head between her thighs. He then proceeded to explore her sensitive spots, making sure to trigger all of them as he pressed, licked and sucked her to completion.
Haruhi found herself wishing that she would be able to cum from his cock the next time. There was just a certain charm about being thoroughly fucked to completion by a giant cock, and Haruhi wanted to experience it for herself. Oh well, until next time.
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Mori gently dressed her up and pulled her into his lap. "I'll grant you protection, and an additional sum of 5 million yen a month."
"That's too much considering all the other things I've already asked from you, make it a million yen and we have a deal."
"Deal… Haruhi."