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kiramaru7Title: Oh No!
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Tamaki/Haruhi
Genres: romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 790
Summary: Newlyweds, Tamaki and Haruhi, decide to have a bit of fun in bed… or do they?
For drummerdancer…
Married, they had settled in a grand house midway between Tamaki’s family estate and the modest home she grew up in. Domestic bliss was just an off-shoot of the year they had spent in America as exchange students. Their friends, all ex-members of their high school host club, still visited more often than not, but tonight was one of the rare times they were alone in the six months since their honeymoon. Tamaki wrapped his arms around his wife, pulling her close, and Haruhi smiled as she looked up at him. He waggled his eyebrows at her and her cheeks heated up as he leaned in and kissed her.
Breaking the kiss, they went hand in hand to their bedroom. Being young and in love, and newly married, they fumbled with each other’s clothing. Naked, they crawled into bed. Fervored touches and passionate kisses quickly became intense. They reluctantly parted so that Tamaki could get out a condom from the drawer in his bedside table. Leaving a quick kiss on her nose, he rolled over to rummage through the drawer. Haruhi sighed contentedly. This was a part of marriage that she had grown to love.
Tamaki, finding the box he was looking for, opened it. Finding it empty, his shoulders sagged a bit as the fire and passion drained out of him. He wilted even more when he felt her hand on him. He sat up next to an imaginary wall of shame, while his wife tried to figure out what was wrong.
“Tamaki…? Are you all right? Tamaki?”
“I’m fine,” he whispered. Tamaki felt the bed dip when Haruhi sat up and scooted closer to him. He drew in even more upon himself as he hated to disappoint her.
“Are you sure?”
Tamaki nodded.
“Then ummm…” Haruhi found it hard to get the words out.
In a rare flash of insight, Tamaki knew what she was trying to say. “We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“We’re out of…” he trailed off helplessly. “We’re out of condoms,” he said, his words coming out in an embarrassed rush.
“Oh…”
“Yeah. So now Daddy can’t make love to his beautiful-” he started to wail when she cut him off.
“Don’t say it!”
“Yes, Dau-err… Ummm… Haruhi.”
She sighed. “Let’s hurry up and get dressed so we can make it to the little convenience store on the corner before it closes.” Haruhi moved away from him and got out of bed. She picked up her clothes from the floor and quickly got dressed. “What are you waiting for?!”
“Uh…” Tamaki started to say in reply. Her words galvanizing him into action, he also got out of bed and hurriedly dressed. Things briefly came screeching to a halt, literally, when he somehow managed to catch the soft velvety skin of his penis in his zipper, after foolishly deciding to go commando. His cries of pain had Antoinette running for their bedroom, and barking her head off.
“Go lay down, Antoinette!” Haruhi said as she knelt by her husband’s side. “Let me see.” Haruhi took a quick look at his injury and sighed with relief. “It’s just a little scratch.” From the way Tamaki had been carrying on, it sounded like on the verge of falling off or something. “It’s not even bleeding, Tamaki.”
“No?”
“Nope, but it is a bit red. I’m sure it’ll be fine.” She smiled.
“Oh good… I thought-”
“Never mind what you thought! Let’s go!”
Dressed, they grabbed their jackets, the dog running in circles and getting underfoot as they tried to leave. The only way they could get her to calm down was to grab her leash and put it on. The three of them left their place as fast as they could, their dog Antoinette barking madly in their quest to get more condoms. They raced the two blocks it took to get to the convenience store, only to find it empty inside with the lights out. Tamaki was horror stricken at the thought of his pretty little wife having to go without as she had been quite firm in her decision not to start a family so soon into their marriage. “They've already closed...what do we do now?” he wailed dramatically as he pounded on the door. He spared Haruhi a quick glance, before collapsing in his usual posture of abject dejection.
She rolled her eyes at him. “Get up!!” she said as she pulled on his arm. “Let’s go try the pharmacy around the block!”
“Hunh?” Tamaki blinked up at her.
“The pharmacy! Come on, let’s go!!” Without waiting for him and with Antoinette in the lead, Haruhi rushed around the corner. That seemed to pull Tamaki out of his stupor and he got up and raced after them.
“Haruhi! Wait for me!!” he called out. Luckily for Tamaki, he had longer legs than she did and it did not take long for him to catch up. They rounded the corner and were in the homestretch when they noticed someone outside of the pharmacy.
It was the pharmacist, locking up for the night. Two steps later, he got into a waiting cab and drove off. Tamaki and his wife exchanged glances and most passersby would have been hard pressed to decide which one of the two was more upset. As luck would have it, no one was in sight, and besides, Antoinette would have done something cute to draw their attention away from he distraught masters.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” the young married couple cried upon reaching the pharmacy.
“Now where should we go?” Tamaki asked. At the look Haruhi shot him, he quickly added, “We can’t give up now! Something must be open!” He struck a dramatic pose for her and Haruhi laughed.
“Let’s see… There’s a little grocery store I go when I need something the convenience store doesn’t have, or is too expensive to buy,” Haruhi said.
“Okay!”
Hand in hand they went from one place to the next, exploring their new neighborhood as they did so. Unfortunately, nothing was open at the time as it was not only a Sunday Night, but rather late too. Tamaki was so determined to give his beautiful wife some nookie, that he even braved a a small, seedy-looking, back alley bar, in the hopes of finding a condom dispenser in the men’s room, to no avail. With heavy hearts, except from Antoinette, who loved the outing around the neighborhood, and a promise from Tamaki to buy her a dozen red roses to make up for, they made their way home.
Arriving home, they let Antoinette off leash, before taking off their shoes and hanging up their jackets. Tamaki wrapped his arms around Haruhi, holding her close. “Don’t cry, Daughter, Daddy’ll make it all better in the morning,” he murmured into the top of her head.
Haruhi stiffened, before slowly relaxing into his warm embrace. It took her a minute for his words to sink in. “Say that again?”
“Daddy’ll make it all better in the morning.”
“That’s it!” Haruhi said as she stepped back from him.
“W-what’s it?!” A puzzled frown settled over Tamaki’s features. He was so deathly afraid she was going to leave him that he could not even muster the will to fight for her.
“Well, we’re married, right?”
“Uh, yeah…?”
“Well, as much as I wanted to spend our first year together wanting to have you all to myself while we figure out how to do this and all…” Haruhi looked away and back.
“Hunh? We already know how to do that.”
Haruhi heaved a long suffering sigh. “Not that, you idiot. Marriage. I know we played at it in Boston, but this is for real and well… a baby might make that harder… And just forget it.” She shook her head and started to walk away.
“No, I’m not going to forget it!” Tamaki reached out and grabbed her arm. “We’ll…” he briefly frowned. “We’ll have our fun and face the consequences later. We’re married so… So who cares if we have a baby? Right?”
Haruhi’s expression softened. “Yeah… Aside from other considerations, the only reason I wouldn’t before… Well, I didn’t want my father to kill you.” She smiled.
“Yeah… Well, no need to worry about that anymore.”
They laughed.
Scooping her up in his arms, Tamaki carried her into their bedroom. Setting her down, he said. “Now, where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted?”
“Here…” Haruhi said as she reached up to pull his head closer for a kiss, although, Tamaki took the hint and met her half way.
Breaking the kiss, they quickly undressed and picked up where they had left off. It had all the tenderness and shy, awkward moments their wedding night had had, not that either one minded. The only difference was Antoinette had somehow found her way into their bedroom only to jump onto the bed in the middle of things, but it was just what they needed. After a good laugh and Tamaki putting the dog out of their room, they resumed their lovemaking with a new fervor.
Tamaki quickened his pace as they rushed headlong towards their release. Grunting softly, he thrust deep inside her. Haruhi responded by gripping him with her insides. She moaned loudly each time he rocked into her, her orgasm building and building, until she felt him climax. She came hard, bucking upwards to meet him and he continued to pump into her. He kissed her when it was over, and pulling out, he lay on his back next to her. Haruhi snuggled up to her husband, loving the warmth and the feel of his arm around her. They lay together, basking in their sexual high, loving and being loved.
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Tamaki/Haruhi
Genres: romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 790
Summary: Newlyweds, Tamaki and Haruhi, decide to have a bit of fun in bed… or do they?
For drummerdancer…
Married, they had settled in a grand house midway between Tamaki’s family estate and the modest home she grew up in. Domestic bliss was just an off-shoot of the year they had spent in America as exchange students. Their friends, all ex-members of their high school host club, still visited more often than not, but tonight was one of the rare times they were alone in the six months since their honeymoon. Tamaki wrapped his arms around his wife, pulling her close, and Haruhi smiled as she looked up at him. He waggled his eyebrows at her and her cheeks heated up as he leaned in and kissed her.
Breaking the kiss, they went hand in hand to their bedroom. Being young and in love, and newly married, they fumbled with each other’s clothing. Naked, they crawled into bed. Fervored touches and passionate kisses quickly became intense. They reluctantly parted so that Tamaki could get out a condom from the drawer in his bedside table. Leaving a quick kiss on her nose, he rolled over to rummage through the drawer. Haruhi sighed contentedly. This was a part of marriage that she had grown to love.
Tamaki, finding the box he was looking for, opened it. Finding it empty, his shoulders sagged a bit as the fire and passion drained out of him. He wilted even more when he felt her hand on him. He sat up next to an imaginary wall of shame, while his wife tried to figure out what was wrong.
“Tamaki…? Are you all right? Tamaki?”
“I’m fine,” he whispered. Tamaki felt the bed dip when Haruhi sat up and scooted closer to him. He drew in even more upon himself as he hated to disappoint her.
“Are you sure?”
Tamaki nodded.
“Then ummm…” Haruhi found it hard to get the words out.
In a rare flash of insight, Tamaki knew what she was trying to say. “We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“We’re out of…” he trailed off helplessly. “We’re out of condoms,” he said, his words coming out in an embarrassed rush.
“Oh…”
“Yeah. So now Daddy can’t make love to his beautiful-” he started to wail when she cut him off.
“Don’t say it!”
“Yes, Dau-err… Ummm… Haruhi.”
She sighed. “Let’s hurry up and get dressed so we can make it to the little convenience store on the corner before it closes.” Haruhi moved away from him and got out of bed. She picked up her clothes from the floor and quickly got dressed. “What are you waiting for?!”
“Uh…” Tamaki started to say in reply. Her words galvanizing him into action, he also got out of bed and hurriedly dressed. Things briefly came screeching to a halt, literally, when he somehow managed to catch the soft velvety skin of his penis in his zipper, after foolishly deciding to go commando. His cries of pain had Antoinette running for their bedroom, and barking her head off.
“Go lay down, Antoinette!” Haruhi said as she knelt by her husband’s side. “Let me see.” Haruhi took a quick look at his injury and sighed with relief. “It’s just a little scratch.” From the way Tamaki had been carrying on, it sounded like on the verge of falling off or something. “It’s not even bleeding, Tamaki.”
“No?”
“Nope, but it is a bit red. I’m sure it’ll be fine.” She smiled.
“Oh good… I thought-”
“Never mind what you thought! Let’s go!”
Dressed, they grabbed their jackets, the dog running in circles and getting underfoot as they tried to leave. The only way they could get her to calm down was to grab her leash and put it on. The three of them left their place as fast as they could, their dog Antoinette barking madly in their quest to get more condoms. They raced the two blocks it took to get to the convenience store, only to find it empty inside with the lights out. Tamaki was horror stricken at the thought of his pretty little wife having to go without as she had been quite firm in her decision not to start a family so soon into their marriage. “They've already closed...what do we do now?” he wailed dramatically as he pounded on the door. He spared Haruhi a quick glance, before collapsing in his usual posture of abject dejection.
She rolled her eyes at him. “Get up!!” she said as she pulled on his arm. “Let’s go try the pharmacy around the block!”
“Hunh?” Tamaki blinked up at her.
“The pharmacy! Come on, let’s go!!” Without waiting for him and with Antoinette in the lead, Haruhi rushed around the corner. That seemed to pull Tamaki out of his stupor and he got up and raced after them.
“Haruhi! Wait for me!!” he called out. Luckily for Tamaki, he had longer legs than she did and it did not take long for him to catch up. They rounded the corner and were in the homestretch when they noticed someone outside of the pharmacy.
It was the pharmacist, locking up for the night. Two steps later, he got into a waiting cab and drove off. Tamaki and his wife exchanged glances and most passersby would have been hard pressed to decide which one of the two was more upset. As luck would have it, no one was in sight, and besides, Antoinette would have done something cute to draw their attention away from he distraught masters.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” the young married couple cried upon reaching the pharmacy.
“Now where should we go?” Tamaki asked. At the look Haruhi shot him, he quickly added, “We can’t give up now! Something must be open!” He struck a dramatic pose for her and Haruhi laughed.
“Let’s see… There’s a little grocery store I go when I need something the convenience store doesn’t have, or is too expensive to buy,” Haruhi said.
“Okay!”
Hand in hand they went from one place to the next, exploring their new neighborhood as they did so. Unfortunately, nothing was open at the time as it was not only a Sunday Night, but rather late too. Tamaki was so determined to give his beautiful wife some nookie, that he even braved a a small, seedy-looking, back alley bar, in the hopes of finding a condom dispenser in the men’s room, to no avail. With heavy hearts, except from Antoinette, who loved the outing around the neighborhood, and a promise from Tamaki to buy her a dozen red roses to make up for, they made their way home.
Arriving home, they let Antoinette off leash, before taking off their shoes and hanging up their jackets. Tamaki wrapped his arms around Haruhi, holding her close. “Don’t cry, Daughter, Daddy’ll make it all better in the morning,” he murmured into the top of her head.
Haruhi stiffened, before slowly relaxing into his warm embrace. It took her a minute for his words to sink in. “Say that again?”
“Daddy’ll make it all better in the morning.”
“That’s it!” Haruhi said as she stepped back from him.
“W-what’s it?!” A puzzled frown settled over Tamaki’s features. He was so deathly afraid she was going to leave him that he could not even muster the will to fight for her.
“Well, we’re married, right?”
“Uh, yeah…?”
“Well, as much as I wanted to spend our first year together wanting to have you all to myself while we figure out how to do this and all…” Haruhi looked away and back.
“Hunh? We already know how to do that.”
Haruhi heaved a long suffering sigh. “Not that, you idiot. Marriage. I know we played at it in Boston, but this is for real and well… a baby might make that harder… And just forget it.” She shook her head and started to walk away.
“No, I’m not going to forget it!” Tamaki reached out and grabbed her arm. “We’ll…” he briefly frowned. “We’ll have our fun and face the consequences later. We’re married so… So who cares if we have a baby? Right?”
Haruhi’s expression softened. “Yeah… Aside from other considerations, the only reason I wouldn’t before… Well, I didn’t want my father to kill you.” She smiled.
“Yeah… Well, no need to worry about that anymore.”
They laughed.
Scooping her up in his arms, Tamaki carried her into their bedroom. Setting her down, he said. “Now, where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted?”
“Here…” Haruhi said as she reached up to pull his head closer for a kiss, although, Tamaki took the hint and met her half way.
Breaking the kiss, they quickly undressed and picked up where they had left off. It had all the tenderness and shy, awkward moments their wedding night had had, not that either one minded. The only difference was Antoinette had somehow found her way into their bedroom only to jump onto the bed in the middle of things, but it was just what they needed. After a good laugh and Tamaki putting the dog out of their room, they resumed their lovemaking with a new fervor.
Tamaki quickened his pace as they rushed headlong towards their release. Grunting softly, he thrust deep inside her. Haruhi responded by gripping him with her insides. She moaned loudly each time he rocked into her, her orgasm building and building, until she felt him climax. She came hard, bucking upwards to meet him and he continued to pump into her. He kissed her when it was over, and pulling out, he lay on his back next to her. Haruhi snuggled up to her husband, loving the warmth and the feel of his arm around her. They lay together, basking in their sexual high, loving and being loved.
