Chapter Text
Once the other members of the host club began to fill in, Honey made his way to a table in the back, sitting down carefully. He had his usual, cheery demeanor so it wasn’t obvious to anyone what was going on, but Usa-Chan was carefully placed in the blonde’s lap to hide his erection. That would have raised a few questions.
He could not wipe the stupid smile from his face, his cheeks flushed lightly as he thought about what he’d just did.
I kissed Haru-Chan.
His smile only grew as his thoughts continued.
I got to play with Haru-Chan’s breasts.
Takashi entered the Host Club after everyone else, making his way to the back to join Mitsukuni. He smiled as he sat down, seeing the look on his cousin’s face.
“Takashi!” Honey said, happy to see the other’s return. He’d been worried.
“Mitsukuni.” The taller man smiled. He reached out to pat the shorter boy’s head. “You look happy.” He commented.
“I am.” The blonde smiled.
“Why is that?” Takashi smiled. Honey just blushed and looked away with a smile.
I licked and fingered Haru-Chan.
They didn’t have a chance to talk as guests began to enter the Host Club, girls visiting their favorite guests for awhile. Two girls joined Mitsukuni and Takashi, sitting at their table.
“Hello Honey, hello Mori.” The girls greeted, one after another.
“Hello.” Honey greeted cheerfully.
“Honey,” One girl said. “I brought you something.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a neatly wrapped box. “It’s the sheath cake I told you about the other day. I asked my grandmother about it and she said she make one for me early, since my birthday isn’t till next month. I really wanted to share it with you since you seemed so excited.”
Honey’s eyes light up, mouth turning to a little “o” as he peered at the box. She opened it and his eyes sparkled at the delectable looking slice of cake. It was chocolate with chocolate icing and chocolate shavings, double layer. He make a little noise at the sight of it.
“Go on, it’s all yours.” She smiled. “What’s wrong?” She asked, noticing the hesitation.
“Thank you very much but I can’t eat any cake today.” He said, sinking in on himself a little at his own words.
“What?!”
“You can’t be serious!” The girls shreeked.
“Do you have another cavity?” The one that offered the cake asked.
“No, nothing like that, I just…I’m kinda sick.” He finally said.
“Aw, Honey,”
“Now that you mention it, your face is a little red. Maybe you have a fever?” They worried.
Takashi placed a hand to Honey’s forehead, checking to see if he was alright. He knew something was up with Mitsukuni but refusing cake was a serious issue.
“You’re hot.” He said in his monotone voice, though Honey could pick up on his subtle inflection. He knew something was off.
Without warning, Mori stood, picking Honey up and holding him in one arm.
“I’m sorry, but I’ll be taking Mitsukuni now.” He told their guests.
The girls eyes sparkled.
“The compassion!”
“It’s just so moe!”
Without another word, Mori turned and began walked out of the Host Club, Honey waving at the girls behind them.
“Bye, sorry!” He called. “‘ll try your cake later, I promise!” He smiled.
Once they were out, rather than take Honey to the nurses office, he walked to a nearby bathroom, locking the door behind them, placing the smaller boy on the counter and checking the stalls to make sure they were alone.
“You’re not sick.” Takashi stated, not asked. “You’re aroused.”
Mitsukuni flushed and nodded. “Yes,” He admitted. “Very.”
Now that Usa-Chan was no longer in his lap, it was even more obvious his heated face wasn’t from a fever. He was just really horny.
“I expected you would be, but that doesn’t explain refusing cake.” Takashi placed his hands on the counter on either side of Mitsukuni. “You told her, didn’t you?” But he already knew. “What happened?”
The other boy looked down as he smiled. “I talked to Haruhi.” He started. “You were right, she didn’t laugh at me. She didn’t reject me. She let me play with her.” His smile grew as he said the last thing.
Takashi took his cousin’s chin in his hand and gently pulled his face up so they were looking at each other.
“Tell me what happened.” He said, the excitement in his voice that only Mitsukuni would pick up on.
“I kissed her.” He said. “Then I asked if I could play with her breasts. She let me. She said they were small but I thought they were cute. I sucked on them.” His breathing picked up as he retold the story of what happened not even half an hour prior.
“How was it? Describe it.”
“Well, kissing her was nice. She seemed shy but she was really good at it. Her tongue felt good against mine.” Takashi smiled slightly and he continued. “Her breasts were warm and soft. Her nipple were small and pink, and hard when I rubbed them.”
Takashi’s hands moved to the smaller males chest, thumbs running over Mitsukuni’s nipples. He gasped at the feeling of Takashi’s big hands on him/
“Like yours.” Takashi said. “What else did you do to her?”
“I-I,” He took a breath, the thumbs that ran over his nipples continuing to move as he spoke. “I licked down her chest and s-stomach. I think she liked that. Then I pulled down her pants and panties and,” He paused to groan as lips began to kiss his neck, tilting his head to give Takashi more room. “She let me eat her pussy,” He whine, groaning as the mouth sucking at his neck, his fingers grabbing at his cousin’s back, bunching the material of his jacket. “I dipped my tongue inside of her and she came so hard when I sucked on her clit.” His voice became more erratic as Takshi continued his assault on his neck, large hands moving down his small chest and holding his hips.
Takashi stopped kissing long enough to whisper in the blonde’s ear, “How did she taste?” Then he began nibbling Mitsukuni’s ear lobe, causing him to whine.
Voice high pitched the smaller male answered. “Her pussy tasted so sweet, that’s why I didn’t want the cake, I didn’t wanna ruin it. I can still taste her.” He shivered. “She came again when I fingered her, I found her g-spot.”
“Not many young men can do that without practice. I’m proud of you.” Takashi said, pulling back enough to look the other in the eye.
“It’s not so different from when you do it to me.” He said, smiling. “Do you wanna taste her?” He asked, pulling the dark haired man closer. “Come here.” He pressed his mouth to the taller man’s, open and wanting. His shoved his tongue inside and licked inside his cousin’s mouth. Takashi groaned.
“Can you taste her?” Mitsukuni asked breathily, voice shaking. “Can you taste her in my mouth? On my tongue?”
Takashi nodded, his chest heaving from the desperate and sloppy kiss. Takashi stuck his tongue out and he eagerly licked, tasting the mixed combination of Haruhi and Mitsukuni. It was intoxicating.
“Takashi, please, I need you now, I can’t wait till we get home.” He pleaded. He knew Takashi couldn’t refuse.
The dark haired male pulled back and looked down at the boy on the counter. Sometimes it was hard to believe that boy was older and stronger than he was and even harder to believe he was a man. But Mitsukuni never seemed to mind being thought of as a boy, going out of his way to seem as innocent and youthful as possible. But when they got like this, it wasn’t long before his true self began to show. Takashi would milk it while he could.
He scoffed. “And here I thought you were only excited because of this.” He said, reaching behind the other and sliding a hand under him, pressing his fingers between Mitsukuni’s cheeks. The boy clung to him, nearly yelling from pleasure.
“P-please,” He rasped. “I need you inside me. Can’t wait, not enough,” He breathed, body trembling.
Takashi obeyed, pulling back and undoing the other’s pants, pulling them down with his underwear, Mitsukuni lifting to allow him, sitting back down carefully. Rather than take them off completely, Takashi pulled pushed them down to the other’s ankles and lifted his legs, tilting the other back to expose his ass. He reached down and grabbed the base of the plug Mitsukuni had inserted in himself that morning, pulled slowly until the toy came free. It wasn’t nearly as big as Takashi, but it allowed his cousin to feel the pressure inside himself all day, keeping himself open and ready for Takashi. It was nothing they hadn’t done before, today just proved to be increasingly difficult with his experience with Haruhi.
“Takashi, please, fill me, I don’t wanna be empty.” He almost never begged this much, but he was desperate.
Takashi undid his pants enough to free himself, cock hard since he’d taken Mitsukuni into the bathroom, increasing as he’d described what he’d done with their female host.
The thought of his cousin with anyone else should have pained him, should have killed him with as long as he’d desired the other and as much as he loved the small man, but his cousin had been curious, had asked him about girls and expressed his desire to feel what Takashi had felt, wanting to have the same experience. The idea was touching that he’d agreed without having to think about it. If he wanted it, Takashi would give it.
He pumped some lotion into his hand from the jar on the counter, quickly coating himself and pressing against Mitsukuni’s hole, loose from the plug but still too tight to take him in easily. He pressed forward and entered in one fluid motion, his cousin almost yelled at the sudden fullness, They’d done worse in the heat of passion so he knew the other could take it.
“Yes, Takashi,” He whined, Takashi’s heart flipped from the way he said his name. “So full, need more,” He panted.
Takshi rested his cousin’s closed legs against his chest, feet by his head. With his legs together like this, Takashi’s already large cock felt twice as big and Mitsukuni felt twice as tight. He wrapped an arm around Mitsukuni’s legs, his other hand holding his hip and began thrusting without hesitation and without holding back.
The sound’s of Misukuni’s voice filled the bathroom, the most beautiful sound Takashi ever heard, never getting tired of those sexy noises his cousin made. He felt a bit of pride that he was one to make him sing like that.
Taking advantage of his position and knowing exactly what the other liked, the taller man spoke. “I bet you made Haruhi whine like this, didn’t you?” Although he never spoke more than necessary, a man of few words, he rather enjoyed talking during sex, mostly because of the way Mitsukuni reacted.
“Y-yes,” He whined. “She made such pretty noises, Takashi.”
“Not as pretty as you.” The other said, not needing to hear to know that no one was as sexy as his smaller cousin.
The illusion of control Takashi had over the other soon faded as the blonde’s need grew. “Harder,” He whimpered. “Fuck me harder, Takashi.” He said, Takashi recognizing it as a command.
Obeying, the taller man held nothing back as he fucked into his small lover with all he had, the noises echoing around them louder and louder. Even he was grunting and groaning, though it was all but drowned out by the smaller male’s cries. He knew he wouldn’t last long with the way Mitsukuni was clenching around his cock, sensing the other was close to release as well.
Back bowing forward, Takashi’s grip on the other tightened, his groans increasing as he inched closer to the edge. He was only moments away now and as he felt himself approach the edge of bliss, his half lidded eyes shot open. “Mitsukuni,” He grunted, not able to say anything more.
“Yes, Takashi, cum inside me,” The other whined. “Oh, God, Takashi, I’m cumming, too!” He cried, body clenching down in a vice grip and shaking as he came, ribboning between them as he cried out with his release. Takashi couldn’t take anymore after that and came, as told, inside his cousin’s small body, cock throbbing with his release, riding out his orgasm.
The both stilled for a moment, still tense, before winding down and sinking a bit as they became boneless in mutual bliss.
Before Takashi could pull out, Mitsukuni grabbed his wrist. “Wait,” He said. “Plug me back up. I don’t want to lose of drop of you.” He breathed. Takashi groaned and obeyed, tilting the other as he pulled out and quickly returned the toy.
He cleaned himself off with a hand towel, wincing from over sensitivity, before lowering the shorter male off the counter to the floor and redressing him. He wiped the other off, doing his best to get the cum out of his shirt with damp towels. He buttoned Mitskuni’s jacket, hiding the evidence of their unplanned love making. Well, they had actually fucked, but no matter what they did, Takashi always felt the love between them.
“You’ll have to keep this buttoned the rest of the day.” Takashi said.
“I still want you again when we get home.”
“You’re insatiable.” Takashi smiled, standing up and throwing the towels in the dirty wash bin.
Mitsukuni grabbed Usa-Chan, who had seen enough today, from the counter and clung her to his chest. His smile was big and no one would guess by looking at him that he’d just had sex. Or that he’d been with two people that day. Takashi could only hope he didn’t look as wrecked as he felt as he picked his cousin up and carried back to the Host Club.
“I love you, Takashi.” Came the blonde’s sleepy but satisfied voice from where his head lay on the other’s shoulder.
“I love you, too, Mitsukuni.” He smiled, a genuine smile, one that was only reserved for Mitsukuni, even if he couldn’t see it, before he pushed open the doors of Music Room #3.