Haruhi and Her Hosts, NC-17, Detour between chp 3 and 4
Author: fivemisosoup (aka Dina)
Title: Haruhi and Her Hosts (Detour between chp 3 and 4)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Honey/Mori
Summary/Author notes: For those of you wondering whatever happened to poor Mori. Actually, I just got this image in my head and...well you'll see. If you don't like lolita-shota or slash, uhhh, don't read. And don't worry, I'll do the next actual chapter today.
x-posted to my journal,
ouranhostclub, and
ouran_fic
Honey entered the room, expression filled with wonder as he took in the scene. Mori was leaning against the counter, his eyes clenched tightly shut as he stroked furiously at his cock, his breath coming in short gasps. The shorter yet elder boy watched for several moments before his temperament got the better of him.
"My, you're really big, Takashi. Did you put that whole thing inside of Haruhi?" He bounded up for a closer look, leaving Usa-chan on the floor. Mori stared down at his charge calmly, though the situation didn't seem to call for that.
"No."
"Ah, so what did you do then? She really seemed to like it."
This is what made Mori turn away, though his hand still held his engorged member. How embarrassing, having his best friend ask him to kiss and tell. But they told each other everything, so perhaps Honey would be upset if he didn't tell...
"She left you just like this?" Honey said, apparantly not caring about Mori's silence, "That's not like her, you'd think she would have offered to-"
"She did. I refused."
"Ah." Honey chewed his finger thoughtfully, "Then I'll help you."
"No, Mitsukuni." Mori managed weakly even as the fire in his loins burned hotter.
"I insist!" And with that, Honey gripped his friend's erection and began pumping it himself. Mori made a choking sound at the sudden sensation, but soon was groaning loudly. Honey stroked with the same look on his face when he had been offered a particularly yummy treat.
"It's so big, Takashi, I can't even fit my hand around it. How do you zip up your pants?" Distantly, Mori observed that Honey probably only thought that Mori was big simply because he himself was quite small, but he let the thought go. He felt too good.
"You must have really enjoyed yourself with Haruhi. Do you want her to be your girlfriend?"
"N- no!" Mori suddenly gasped, eyes wide at the very idea. The boy's eyes met. Still locking eyes with his friend, Honey opened his mouth and sucked on the head of his member.
"Gr- ah!" Mori resisted his instinctive urge to lace his fingers in the golden curls of Honey's hair and instead settled on one hand gently placed on the back of his head. For a few moments, Honey slurped and bobbed on his friend's aching member. With a gasping cry, Mori released himself into the boy's mouth.
It took a few moments for Mori to regain his composure, and he nearly lost it when he saw that Honey had swallowed, "Tastes salty..." The short boy muttered, a little scowl forming on his face. A small, perverted part of Mori's mind wondered if Mitsukuni would beg to suck on him if his cum tasted sweet, but the idea made his cheeks flush even darker red.
Honey stood up straight and climbed onto Mori's shoulders. The blonde snuggled into his friend's neck as he adjusted himself back into his clothing. Even for the silent-type, it was hard to stay sober at this. He smiled lopsidedly.
"Just because you're supposed to serve me doesn't mean I can't serve you."
"Aa."
Title: Haruhi and Her Hosts (Detour between chp 3 and 4)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Honey/Mori
Summary/Author notes: For those of you wondering whatever happened to poor Mori. Actually, I just got this image in my head and...well you'll see. If you don't like lolita-shota or slash, uhhh, don't read. And don't worry, I'll do the next actual chapter today.
x-posted to my journal,
ouranhostclub, and
ouran_fic
Honey entered the room, expression filled with wonder as he took in the scene. Mori was leaning against the counter, his eyes clenched tightly shut as he stroked furiously at his cock, his breath coming in short gasps. The shorter yet elder boy watched for several moments before his temperament got the better of him.
"My, you're really big, Takashi. Did you put that whole thing inside of Haruhi?" He bounded up for a closer look, leaving Usa-chan on the floor. Mori stared down at his charge calmly, though the situation didn't seem to call for that.
"No."
"Ah, so what did you do then? She really seemed to like it."
This is what made Mori turn away, though his hand still held his engorged member. How embarrassing, having his best friend ask him to kiss and tell. But they told each other everything, so perhaps Honey would be upset if he didn't tell...
"She left you just like this?" Honey said, apparantly not caring about Mori's silence, "That's not like her, you'd think she would have offered to-"
"She did. I refused."
"Ah." Honey chewed his finger thoughtfully, "Then I'll help you."
"No, Mitsukuni." Mori managed weakly even as the fire in his loins burned hotter.
"I insist!" And with that, Honey gripped his friend's erection and began pumping it himself. Mori made a choking sound at the sudden sensation, but soon was groaning loudly. Honey stroked with the same look on his face when he had been offered a particularly yummy treat.
"It's so big, Takashi, I can't even fit my hand around it. How do you zip up your pants?" Distantly, Mori observed that Honey probably only thought that Mori was big simply because he himself was quite small, but he let the thought go. He felt too good.
"You must have really enjoyed yourself with Haruhi. Do you want her to be your girlfriend?"
"N- no!" Mori suddenly gasped, eyes wide at the very idea. The boy's eyes met. Still locking eyes with his friend, Honey opened his mouth and sucked on the head of his member.
"Gr- ah!" Mori resisted his instinctive urge to lace his fingers in the golden curls of Honey's hair and instead settled on one hand gently placed on the back of his head. For a few moments, Honey slurped and bobbed on his friend's aching member. With a gasping cry, Mori released himself into the boy's mouth.
It took a few moments for Mori to regain his composure, and he nearly lost it when he saw that Honey had swallowed, "Tastes salty..." The short boy muttered, a little scowl forming on his face. A small, perverted part of Mori's mind wondered if Mitsukuni would beg to suck on him if his cum tasted sweet, but the idea made his cheeks flush even darker red.
Honey stood up straight and climbed onto Mori's shoulders. The blonde snuggled into his friend's neck as he adjusted himself back into his clothing. Even for the silent-type, it was hard to stay sober at this. He smiled lopsidedly.
"Just because you're supposed to serve me doesn't mean I can't serve you."
"Aa."