Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC.
Author's Notes: I've been writing very darkly and thought it was time for a serious topic to be taken a little lighter. Hope you enjoy! I have a feeling this one may get pretty long. Review!
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Whose idea was it to bring that alcohol? The twins, Tamaki? She couldn't remember. She could only feel the haze in her head and hands roaming her body. Apparently the boys were just as smashed as she was. Hikaru had also told them he had gotten these strange little stickers that dissolved on their tongues. They made the world so soft and pleasurable.
The twins were battling tongues with one another, so she knew it couldn't be their hands stripping off her uniform. Honey had pushed Mori down onto the floor and saw them clawing at one another, looking for something to grip. The King of the Host Club was working on her pants as the Shadow King brought Haruhi to his mouth.
Mmm, when had Kyouya been this good of a kisser...?
Everything soon became a pleasured haze at they all crawled to her, snuggling her skin like chenille...
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Her body trembled as the sunlight hit her face. Oh god, too bright, way too bright. She turned away and felt an unfamiliar body next to her. Her eyes opened and she looked up at the face of a sleeping Tamaki. A naked sleeping Tamaki. Within a few seconds, she realized she was nude as well. Sitting up, she realized shocked that all the members of Host Club were in fact, nude and sleeping upon a stained and odd-scented carpet...
The scream she let out woke them all except a rock solid Kyouya, who only groaned and rolled away from the noise.
"What happened? What, what?" Tamaki jumped with a start, a bit unsteady on his feet. He fell back onto the carpet before he caught a glimpse of Haruhi.
His nose immediately began a steady torrent of blood as he handed her a tablecloth and turned away.
The twins, on the other hand, stood up, unabashed of their nakedness, groaning.
"Oh fucking hell, that hurt."
Honey rubbed his eyes sleepily. "Huh? What's going on?" He looked around. "Is it bath time?"
Mori groaned and got to his knees, very dizzy. "Fuck..."
Haruhi wrapped herself in the cloth, her heart beating a mile a minute. What the HELL had happened last night? Her eyes scanned the room, realizing that she was seeing the boys in all of their nude glory. Her face reddened as she pulled her clothes to her and ran into the dressing room while the boys stirred.
"Hikaru, never again." Kaoru growled at his brother as he found their clothing and began to dress.
"Fine, fine, blame me."
"Haruhi...nude..." Tamaki was still trying to calm the flow of blood.
"Gentlemen." Kyouya's voice was heard as he sat up, quite comfortable to be nude. "We have two problems. Judging from the looks of the carpet and some of our clothing, it seems at least one of us, if not more, had sex with Haruhi last night. Do any of you remember anything?"
They stared at him, trying to think. Everything was a blur and they shook their heads.
"Our second problem...if this is true, was there ever any condoms in the Third Music Room?"
The thought in their heads was all the same.
OH...FUCK.
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Haruhi stood behind the door, using the tablecloth to clean herself off. She prayed that the fluid on and inside her was not what she thought it was or things were about to get very complicated.