Haruhi stood in front of him, only lit by the soft orange glow of the streetlights outside. Her silhouette outlining the slight curve to her body that he never really noticed in her male uniform. This time he won't be as aggressive as he was at the villa. Haruhi straddles Kyoya and starts to kiss him again. He can't seem to silence his need for her. He rolls her onto the bed, above her, giving her the same look he once did at the beach house. Admiring her body, he lightly kisses her nose, then her cheeks, moving his way to her neck. She lets out a soft hum of pleasure. This was his signal to continue. His hands roamed under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her stomach. He softly placed kisses above her belly button. Lifting the shirt up to her chest, Kyoya looks at Haruhi for his signal to continue. Haruhi nods and smiles, giving him the go. He smiled slyly, knowing that he's trying really hard to not rip her clothes off. Kyoya finds the sensitive spot between her breasts and nips gently. Stroking one erect nipple with his right hand, he teases the other with his tongue. Haruhi's breath deepened. She never knew he was so experienced with his tongue. Haruhi decided to finish the job of taking her shirt off, while Kyoya massaged her nipples. His toned torso felt good between her legs. She wanted to get a good look at his body. Interrupting what he was doing, Haruhi grabbed Kyoya's shirt and pulled it over his head. "His body is amazing" she admired. Kyoya smiled coolly, knowing exactly what Haruhi was thinking. Removing his glasses and placing them onto the bedside table, Kyoya started caressing Haruhi's hips, right above her pajama pants. When she slightly moaned, he took that as an answer to continue. Pulling her pants and underwear down in one swift movement, Kyoya couldn't help but stare at her wetness between her legs. He could feel his breath deepen and his erection press against his pants. Haruhi wasn't as embarrassed about being naked in front of guy as she thought she would be. Although this was her first time, she's masturbated many times when she actually had alone time. She knew pleasure. She knew Kyoya would give it to her.
Kyoya began to caress her inner thigh and move her legs to each side. He wanted to taste her, but first he wanted to feel her wetness. Kyoya slid his index finger along the length of Haruhi's sex. This made the fire in her belly grow stronger. As he entered her with his finger, she let out a whimper that drove him mad. Haruhi knew for sure now that Kyoya had talented hands. He knew exactly where to stroke and at what pace. Almost sending her over the edge, Kyoya stopped, making Haruhi groan in protest. Placing both of her legs over his shoulders, He kissed around her sex. Then licking his lips, he placed a kiss on her clit, making her buck her hips begging for more sensation. Kyoya continued his ministration, this time adding a bit more pressure with his tongue and gently sucking on her clit. Haruhi could feel the flush of her cheeks and the warmth moving from her belly, down between her legs. "Kyoya" she moaned, running her fingers through his hair. He could feel she was close, adding his fingers and rubbing on her G-spot. This sent Haruhi over the edge, giving her an orgasm that sent a shockwave though her body. Kyoya smiled from between her legs. He knew he was good at a lot of things, but this was one thing he knew he was excellent at.
Haruhi didn't waste any time to trying to get Kyoya's clothes off. She sat up and unbuckled his pants. Kyoya stood up to help her, taking off his pants and underwear. Haruhi was inches away from Kyoya's erect penis, and she was impressed. Gesturing for him to lay down, Haruhi straddled Kyoya. He could feel her wetness glide across his penis, making it jump. Haruhi giggled. She kissed him, matching the movements of his dominant tongue, and tasting her own sweetness. Moving down, kissing his nipples and stomach on the way, she nipped at his hipbone. This earned her a muffled groan. Grabbing his member, she could feel how hard he really was. Stroking his penis, she adjusted her grip as she moved back and forth, giving him a variety of sensations. Haruhi had never done this before, but followed direction from his reactions. Still stroking, she licked the head and proceeded to slowly inch it into her mouth. Kyoya moaned in his deep voice, letting go of his reserved nature. She liked the way he tasted, and continued with more enthusiasm, occasionally massaging his balls. She could feel his legs tense the more she sped up. Kyoya was close but he wanted to feel her before he climaxed. Grabbing her shoulders he lifted her tiny body and laid Haruhi on her back, positioning himself between her legs. "This may hurt, Haruhi, but I will be as gentle as I can" Kyoya said in a very loving tone. Haruhi nodded, and Kyoya proceeded to rub his hard member along her sex. Slowly entering her, Haruhi let out a sharp gasp. Stopping so as he doesn't hurt her, Kyoya gently kissed Haruhi on the lips, adding more and more of his length as she relaxed. Once he was fully inside her, he stayed still, enjoying the tightness around him. Haruhi shifted her hips up, signaling Kyoya to continue. This friction made Haruhi moan in pleasure. With each stroke, she could feel her walls tightening around him. Kyoya started to move his hips in small circles with each thrust, enthused that Haruhi was keeping up with his movement and pace with her own hips. He laid more of his weight on to her and started moving with deeper, faster strokes. This made Haruhi moan and dig her nails into his back. With this, Kyoya sped up, grabbing on to the top of the mattress. Haruhi was close, feeling her legs tense with ecstasy. Wrapping them around Kyoya, she climaxed with a wave of white heat. Feeling her walls milk his member, Kyoya wasn't too far behind. He came furiously, grabbing the back of her head and kissing her deeply.
The two laid there for a moment, recovering from the passion that they just shared. Moving over to her side, Kyoya wrapped his arms around Haruhi and pulls her closer. "Haruhi…", he said in an exhausted voice. "I love you too, Kyoya", she replied lacing her fingers with his and kissing his hand. Kyoya smiled. She is so fascinating. Burying his head into the back of her neck, he whispered "Is it ok if I never let you go, Haruhi?" "I would like nothing more, Kyoya", she yawned, dozing off not realizing the storm that had stopped outside. Kyoya always knew he had something to gain from Haruhi, and not in the usually business manner that usually ruled his actions. This was purely emotional. Something that he was not very open with, but glad that he allowed it to. This was a newfound beginning, for the newfound Kyoya.