Which Is Which? [OHSHC, Kaoru/Hikaru/Haruhi, R]
Title: Which is Which?
Author: arizonaicerose
Rated: R
Warnings: threesome, cut away lemon (sorry prompter)
Word count: 665
Summary: Haruhi arches as she feels the two different sets of fingers slide along her chest. Tips from one set ghost along her soft, delicate skin; while the other rolls his thumb over a hardening nub, twisting and flicking.
A/N: Sorry this is late! RL just kinda got in the way for a second or two. But hey here it is!! I hope you like it prompter! *bites nails* It kinda went a way I’m not too sure about (sorry I suck at threesomes)
Also this is unbeta’ed so all errors are mine alone! Sorry…
Prompt was: -Ouran High School Host Club, Kaouru/Hikaru/Haruhi: friends with benefits - "Even with her eyes closed Haruhi could tell which twin was making love to her."
Darkness blocks out her vision. A tongue darts out to wet drying lips. A back arches as she feels two sets of fingers- identical yet so very different- run along her inner thighs, teasing her as legs fall open on their own.
“So,” two sets of voices whisper, their tone is deep with identical huskiness, “can you tell which one is which?”
“See if you can…” Haruhi feels soft, gentle kisses flutter onto her bare stomach, a tongue following soon after tracing lazy designs.
“…tell by just touches.” Teeth graze down right side of Haruhi’s neck, a tongue quickly resuming where teeth left off to lick and nip at the porcelain skin. Sucking harshly he leaves a small red mark right above her collar bone (a mark that she knows will cause a new round of scandalous conversation within the Host Club about how her new lover was).
Haruhi arches as she feels the two different sets of fingers slide along her chest. Tips from one set ghost along her soft, delicate skin; while the other rolls his thumb over a hardening nub, twisting and flicking, until it peaks. Moans are attached to every breath as she moves along with the fingers, her body moving on its own as she tries to feel more.
The two sets, though different in their touches and treatment, move along together temping and teasing her body. They leave her a confused mess as part of her yearns for the gentle touches that the opposite side feels, yet the roughness leaves her craving to feel it everywhere.
She gasps, elbows pressing into the mattress and forcing her upright as she feels fingers dipping in between her legs. Sliding along her smooth skin, tempting and teasing without ever entering her. Crying out, Haruhi plants heels into the bed as she thrusts her hips- hoping to feel more. She wants-- no needs-- more.
But instead of giving the girl what she craved for so badly, the twins snicker before pulling away. Pulling away completely; until she is left lying on the mattress chest heaving. A flushed cheek is pressed against the soft pillow, as she pants for the much needed air.
“Now if you can…”
“…guess right we will…”
Two sets of voices merge to end the sentence perfectly, almost as if it were planned months ahead of time (and rehearsed daily), “…let you have what you crave.”
Haruhi can barely focus on the twins. Her heart is pounding to harshly in her ears to make half of the words inaudible. And the jumbled mess she is left with is confusing. Or would be if this was the first time (and she remembers the first time being the hardest for her to understand).
A tongue darts out again to wet her quickly drying lips as a shaky finger reaches out. The digit slides to the left, “Kaoru.” Her voice is harsh and ragged but they twins hear. The finger slides to the right, “Hikaru.”
Both twins deflate for a second-- ten times and she still can guess perfectly (even that one time they had switched away from their normal ways)-- before reaching down in perfect unison for the black piece of fabric that blocks her vision. “Correct!” They call together, excitement in their voices at the prospect of continuing.
Light blinds her as the blindfold is ripped off and tossed to the floor. Blinking she glances around before focusing on the two faces that are inches from hers. They were so similar, but at the same time so different; it was easy to see how others could confuse them.
Hikaru grabs at her thin wrist and pulls her- harsher then what she likes- into his lap. “And now, it’s time for your prize,” he purrs into her ear. Behind she can feel Kaoru move, the bed dipping as fingers slide along her bare back. Smirking she wraps arms around Hikaru’s neck, as she practically purrs in content of yet again guessing right.