Crazy for my bestfriend part 3 Uncensored [Tamaki x Kyouya x Tamaki]Nc-17
Remember this is a fun crack fic, so many things might be out of hand =D It’s for the fun of reading and fulfilling one’s fantasy of these two boys and their father. So have fun reading Giggles.
Warning: Explicit YAOI. Don't even -touch- if you don't like. Readable i guess.
Pairing: Tamaki x Kyouya x Tamaki ((Umm hmm in that order a few times xD)), Yuzuru X Yoshio
Summary: Kyoya and Tamaki decide to hit it off with each other after the Ouran high festival, resulting to another kind of relationship in their lives. But it wont be easy for these two boys when both their fathers find out. Involves weddings,chickens, mushrooms and a bouquet of flowers.
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Tamaki grinned at Kyoya, "It's funny but since you confessed to me, you've been quite shameless. And that’s all in 24 hours!"
Kyoya smirked and bit Tamaki's ear, "These last 24 hours have been as hectic as hell, and you're not helping a single bit with the comments."
Tamaki hooked his fingers in Kyoya's collar and pulled him into the bedroom once again. "This time it's your turn."
Tamaki bit his lip, eyes sparkling with lust. He lay back on the bed and sensually ran his hand down his clothed body. "Take these off."
"I've been waiting two years to do this stuff to you, Tamaki," Kyoya growled lowly. "It's about time I showed you just why mommy wears the pants."
Kyoya smiled and crawled onto the bed, “Love to,” he said slowly stripping Tamaki off his garments.
They were young, and apparently very sexually active, also worried for their fathers, but right now this was more important. Kyoya nearly wanted to die at the fact that he proposed to Tamaki but he hoped the boy forgot that.
The blond grinned and wound his arms around Kyoya’s neck. “I like it when mommy wears the pants.” The lovely lust filled eyes continued to sparkle with a hint of mischievousness.
"Let's celebrate our engagement," Tamaki said huskily, edging Kyoya's boxers off.
Kyoya paused for a moment. "Are we really engaged?" he asked, almost in wonder.
"Yes," Tamaki confirmed, pressing his lips against Kyoya's. "You just need to get the rings now," he murmured against his fiancé's lips.
Kyoya smiled and captured them in a needy kiss. He bit a slow path down Tamaki's chest.
Kyoya grasped their cocks in his hand and ground his hips into Tamaki's. They gasped and moaned at the sensation, eyes attempting to stay open.
“Oh Kyoya,” Tamaki breathed his lovers name as he tightened his grip on his neck.
He was already hard and it didn’t need much to get him like that when he was around Kyoya. He arched up so that their pelvises ground against each other even more. It was indeed a pleasurable sensation.
Kyoya’s kisses trailed down Tamaki’s chest as he used his hand to mesh both their cocks against each other, eliciting a gasp from the both of them.
Tamaki wrapped his legs around Kyoya's waist and flipped them over. He slid down the hard body underneath him and took Kyoya's engorged cock into his mouth. Tamaki let out a low moan, causing vibrations to run up and down the ridged organ.
"Ugh. You love it, don't you?" Kyoya gasped out, fisting his hands in Tamaki's hair.
Tamaki pulled free and grinned. "I love putting any part of you in my…mouth."
Tamaki took Kyoya's hand in his own and led it to his arse. Using his other hand, he coated the fingers in lubricant.
"What are you waiting for? Put them in."
“Anything you say…Otou-san,” Kyoya said as he pushed a finger in.
“Unh…Kyoya” Blue eyes shot up to Kyoya’s dark ones. “Stop teasing.”
Kyoya could help but chuckle. “I’ll try,” he said as he dipped in another finger slowly causing Tamaki to glare at him. With another laugh, Kyoya bent to kiss Tamaki’s lips as he shoved four of his lubricated fingers into Tamaki so suddenly.
He drank in his lover’s gasps.
Tamaki allowed Kyoya to take control of the kiss and flip them back over. Two fingers were pressed into him, pressing delectably against prostate.
"I'm going to fuck you off the bed," Kyoya growled, loving the forcefulness.
Tamaki mewled in reply, wantonly arching into Kyoya. "Yes, fuck me, Kyoya. Tear me up, please!" He threw his head back, mouth opening in a silent scream as Kyoya thrust into him.
Kyoya grabbed both of Tamaki’s legs and pushed it up a little and wider so that he had better access pounding into Tamaki till his inner walls were numb.
Tamaki’s hands gripped the mattress in hope he could find something he could hold onto that was solid enough.
Then, feeling like his member was being neglected Tamaki raised one hand to pump his already full to the brink cock, while Kyoya was still holding his legs and thrusting.
Kyoya brushed Tamaki's hand aside and took the erection in a firm grip. He stroked in time with his thrusts, pressing his finger into the slit. Tamaki gasped, needy little pants escaped his lips as he arched up into the touch.
"Deeper, harder," Tamaki pleaded. "I want more of you Kyoya."
Kyoya angled his thrusts so that they could hear their skin slapping against each other.
"Yesss," Tamaki hissed.
Kyoya was full and hot inside of Tamaki. Sweat glistened down their bodies. The blond screamed out his lover’s name when Kyoya’s cock hit an area that made Tamaki see stars.
He arched up towards Kyoya, ignoring the pain of over stimulated nerves.
“Kyoya… oh damn, Kyoya, I’m going to come,” he said loudly as Kyoya continued pumping Tamaki’s engorged cock that was going to burst soon.
“Me too,” he said as he pounded and pounded continuously into Tamaki.
“Come inside me Kyoya…”
"Fill me up, love," Tamaki whimpered. "I've wanted this...for so long."
He cried out, heels digging into Kyoya's lower back, as he climaxed. Shaky sobs escaped his lips as Kyoya clutched him tightly to his chest. It was not long before Kyoya uttered a guttral sound and came.
"Tamaki." Kyoya closed his eyes in bliss. "Tamaki."
"Kyoya." Tamaki smiled lovingly. "Kyoya." He dropped a kiss on Kyoya’s head.
They breathed in each other’s scent as they laid in each others arms.
“I love you so much Kyoya,” Tamaki said as he squeezed Kyoya closer to him.
“And again. I love you too,” Kyoya said, still breathing heavily. “I believe… you accepted my proposal?”
“Yeah, but aren’t daddies suppose to propose? Lets rewrite.” He chuckled cutely. “But… I can’t concentrate much with you still being in me.” He blushed.
Kyoya cleared his throat and made to slide out, but Tamaki stopped him. "Leave it in. I want you to feel the mess you made in me."
Kyoya blushed and nodded faintly. Tamaki laughed and tightened his hold on Kyoya.
"Let's sleep now, we can work out everything that is left tomorrow."
"I thought you couldn't think clearly?" Kyoya muttered into Tamaki's hair.
Tamaki smirked and kissed Kyoya chastely. “I lied.”
“Baka… Tamaki,” Kyouya said, as he lay close with his lover who had his arms around him and kept him near. He didn’t want to let Kyoya go no matter what.
“Yeah… only yours,” he said as his eyes drooped.
They both slept in each other’s arms- blissfully.
XXX
Tamaki said looking at Haruhi and giving her that dazzling smile she secretly loved.
“Haruhi, I truly do adore you-,”
Kyouya coughed.
“As as a daughter.” Tamaki quickly put in, “But you know I always want to protect you and take care of you. Marrying you was something that our fathers conjured up without us knowing. And being caught in a loveless marriage… I wouldn’t want to see my daughter go through that!” his eyes widened as he thought about it.
Ranka glared at Tamaki, “ Hey! How many times do I have to say that I’M her only father!” he powwed Tamaki with his fist like he always does.
Kyoya looked at Ranka-san and smiled, “So I guess that means we are all alright?”
Ranka looked at Kyoya for a while, racking through his brains, looked at Haruhi who smiled lights and nodded, he then nodded as well“Yes Kyoya, we are.” He smiled.
"Thank you," Tamaki said, an honest smile on his lips.
To his surprise, Ranka smiled gently at him. "No, thank you. I thought that this marriage would be good for the both of you, but perhaps I wasn't listening clearly when Haruhi told me that your love was only platonic."
Haruhi glared at him. "You admit that now?"
Ranka smiled nervously. "Aah, yes. Sorry, my beloved daughter! Otou-san was too lost in his excitement to understand!"
Tamaki jumped up, “Hah! You don’t listen to her properly!”
“So do you.” Haruhi muttered.
Ranka narrowed his eyes and jumped up, “I was excited! Besides if it weren’t for you and your horrible miscalculated advances onto my daughter none of this would’ve happened.”
“But I’m her otou-san!” Tamaki started.
“Oh don’t you start-,” Ranka and Tamaki started arguing again.
Haruhi shook her head, “If only they took time to listen properly.”
“You’re really alright with this Haruhi?” Kyoya asked looking at her as the two wacko men were still at each other.
Haruhi looked down at her tea, then looked up to see her father and Tamaki arguing.
“Yeah…”she nodded once, then looked at Kyoya. “Yes I am.” She nodded again. “I just want you and sempai to be happy.”
Kyoya didn't miss the pain in her eyes when she looked back at Tamaki. "Thank you," he said, meaning more than one thing.
She nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. "I hope you will make each other happy."
"We already have," Kyoya replied, not missing a beat.
"Come, Tamaki. We have other things to do, like planning a wedding."
Tamaki stopped arguing abruptly. "Let's go then!" He waved goodbye to Haruhi, smiling fondly.
Once the boys were out of the place Ranka shook his head, “Teenagers these days. And I thought I was a problem.” He laughed.
Haruhi stared at the door for a long time, then looked at her father and smiled brightly, “Otou-san, what do you say we have ohtoru?”
Ranka clapped his hands, “Good idea! er-what?”
Haruhi laughed and dragged him out.
XXX
“That went well!” Tamaki said happily in the car as they drove home.
“Umhmmm…” Kyoya said… it amazes him how CLUELESS Tamaki was. “I haven’t seen my father today. Not that it’s something new…”
“Oh yeah… I wonder how your dad is… how mine is!”Tamaki said.
At Ootori Manor -
Yoshio smiled for the first time in a long while. "Do you think we could give ourselves another chance?"
"Do you think we deserve it?" challenged Yuzuru, a smile playing on his lips.
They kissed tenderly. "Definitely."
"We should thank our sons," Yuzuru said.
Yoshio looked a little disgruntled but nodded. "Yes, we shall celebrate their engagement tonight."
"I love you,"
Yuzuru said, leaning in to kiss Yoshio again.
“I just know I’m making a decision I totally hate… but won’t regret,” Yoshio said, shaking his head talking about both the wedding and their get together.
He looked at Yuzuru. “…. Me too,” he said quietly.
Yuzuru beamed up ever so happily and kissed him deeper and harder now.
"Let's stop before we get carried away again. While our sons might be up to it, we're old men now, our bones can't handle it," Yoshio said, getting up from the messy bed.
He helped Yuzuru out of the bed and led him to the bathroom so that they could get cleaned up.
XXX
Wondering why the fathers are simply marrying their children off happily at a wee young age?... I’ve no clue, I already warned some of you this is off scale rickety cracked xD.
And again because Livejournal is a lovely dick… I have to make another chapter cause it couldn’t fit….Next would be the wedding day… I think would be the funniest… Kyouya with guns and Tamaki growing mushrooms at the corner xD @_@ those are always fun.
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