♥Not only Music...♥(Hikaru Hitachiin Oneshot for iScreamLoud) *LEMON*

As much as you hated graves, you had to bear through them; your habit of visiting your father’s ashes was rather important to you. Despite your split personality, sitting in front of your father’s carved name on stone made you vulnerable, causing many other emotions to explode through you as you prayed for him.


Lately, music had been a focal point in your life in addition with your hobby of writing, so you combined your best hobbies to the test and began writing lyrics. Your melody inspiration came from the dropping sound of rain-something attracting the happy side of you- or anything worth writing. And today, ‘showers’ were flooding the empty streets.


Regardless of your close relationship with the Host Club and their concern for your health fo going outside all the time when it rained, you were found sneaking out at night; tip-toeing towards the exiting doors of Ouran Academy but for the purpose of habited grave passing.


You slowly paced over to the doors, watching your surroundings for no one to catch you and snatched your favorite beanie out of your pocket to place it on top of your black polished hair before exiting to the cold climate.


Your hands froze in place (as well with your gait) as a couple of arms snaked around your body, causing your dark eyes to widen as a sudden tug was forced at your waist, feeling a gentle collision of someone’s body pressed against yours from behind. Your eyes focused on the knob your hand reached for and suddenly felt the figure behind you move forward-controlling your body to move along and press against the door with your hands held flat on the priceless design of the luxurious wooden door.


The beanie that hanged from your fingers now dropped to the floor and, at that moment, your head turns halfway as you felt him-the one you loved but couldn’t confess to-pressing tighter against you but find his lips at your ear, gently brushing his lips at your earlobe.


“Ame-Chan, who am I?” cooed the voice of which you knew already. A smile spread your lips as you clenched your relaxed hands into anxious fists and tried pushing away from the door but was stopped from the sensational feeling of his hands trailing down your inner thighs and back up to sneak them under your blouse causing you to gasp softly. He started to brush his lips down at the nape of your neck and kissed it gently, as if you were made of silver glass, sending signals of pleasure through your body, tempting moans scratching at your throat wanting to echo the room as he lifted your blouse halfway off your body.


“Ame…Chan?” said he in his teasing tone that tickled your pale skin. You let out a giggle and slid your hands down, searching for his cold ones and gripped them at your mid-torso as your half-closed eyes stared to the door you were supposed to exit and visit your father’s ashes.


It frustrated you how no one (except Haruhi [stupid boring betch! XD]) couldn’t tell the Hitachiin twins apart. Only you knew the difference; even though they were identical twins, your eyes were set on only one of them:


“Hikaru…” you murmur passionately as you turn yourself around to find his eyes as close as his lips were to tap yours. He was your friend, but ever since Hikaru started sympathizing with your loss of close relatives, your attention for him was almost inseparable enough for ‘love’-rare emotion for a split persona-to develop. Every time Hikaru walked by, the need for pen and paper was exaggerating in mind to the need of writing music from your emotions towards him. You liked writing how you felt when he smirked, when he glanced at you, or even when he blinked your way; it was something worth spend days writing for.


“…impressive for a first time player”, Hikaru murmurs with a teasing press of his forehead with yours. You bit down on your lip as your hands clenched at his dress shirt and shifted them forward towards his chest, barely touching his body to send him that same chill she felt at the sound of his whispering voice.


“I’ve never played, I just knew from the beginning…” you say, with a hint of angst as one of your hands grabbed his messy tie and slowly pull on it, luring Hikaru in closer. A cheeky smirk plays his lips and without warning, he pulls up your legs and automatically wrap them around his waist as his body matched your shape with pressed groins already grinding, sending another set of tingling pleasure up and down your spine. Finally, you allow a moan escape your lips and snaked your arms around his neck with chills running through your skin as the grinding between you two speed up. The sound of your whimpering voice brings that mischievous side of Hikaru to slip off your blouse along with a lifting of your skirt to grind his hips with yours.


“Mmneh…” you sweetly moaned once more before you were nude with your blushed face buried in Hikaru’s neck and nails clawing their way into his shoulders as he made his way into you. The ecstasy feeling from his nibbling at your neck placed you on dominant mode-taking over the moment- to practically shred the clothes off his body and place yourself at his lap, straddling him with eyes of random emotions; especially the sharp look of lust roaming in your glistening dark eyes. Hikaru’s hands gripped your hips carefully, not forcing you to slide in quickly but the pain was worse than the pressure you felt, so slowly you lift your head to face him, grabbing his face between your hands, and kiss him with tongues colliding one another simultaneously pushing yourself all the way down his hips causing a moan from both of you to break the silenced kiss.


Hikaru pushes up while you push down causing you to yelp, “Ah!” at every thrusting slam on you. Your black hair flew back as you threw you threw your head backwards towards Hikaru’s rhythm increasing with yours. His grunts and groans brought a smirk on your lips and crashed your lips with his as you brushed your hands through his reddish hair. He growled at the massaging brush of your hands and turned you over on the ground having him hovering over you, sweat was now rubbing off each other’s bodies.


Hikaru’s forced your legs around his waist again and you tightened them in purpose to request more. He thrusted harder into you, his toned torso smacking your abdomen as he pushed in and out. His hands held your face in between as he called your name in different tones. Your breathing increased by the thrust and tightness of your legs at his waist pressured by the tingling of pleasure rapidly stabbing your body.


…


After many yelps, moans, grunts and groans from the both you filled the dark space between you, Hikaru rested on your chest, which rose and lowered from uncontrollable panting. You bring up a gentle hand and caress his face until he looks up, locking eyes with you and both share a (rather flattered, shall we say? 8D)smile.


~Oh, yes, you will be busy with writing for a while after tonight 8D~