Fifty Moments of Hitachiin
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+M to R › Ouran High Host Club
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
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3,986
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1
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10: Apron
Author's Notes: Nothing really much to say on this one...just some minor boy/boy kissing and looking at one another, but you wouldn't be reading this if you weren't into it, now would you, LOL!
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Hikaru watched his brother with mild interest, his mind elsewhere.
There was no reason for the two of them to be here. He knew neither of them would ever cook for themselves, that's what the hired chefs were there for. It had been beyond Hikaru why their mother had forced them into this.
He kept a close watch on Kaoru as he worked with the head chef, the both of them rolling some dough and shaping it into tiny little cups. His brother seemed to be enjoying himself.
"You should join us, Hikaru."
Hikaru's glazed eyes gave Kaoru a glance of ultimate boredom, but Kaoru gave his brother a wink while the chef was turned.
Now Hikaru was more than attentive to his twin.
"Keep rolling the dough, Hitachiin-sama. I shall return in a few moments." With that the head chef disappeared behind a pair of swinging doors that seemed to lead to another part of the kitchen. The doors had yet to cease in motion and the chef was barely out of earshot when Hikaru jumped from the stool on the other end of the counter.
"What are you scheming, little brother?" He cooed and tickled the underside of Kaoru's chin.
Kaoru snickered and swiped his tongue over the digit, drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it gently. He toyed with the unsuspecting appendage for a moment before releasing it back to the older Hitachiin.
"Cooking aside, I thought it'd be interesting."
Hikaru gave his brother a grimace. "How is this at all fun?" Cleary this was where the two diffrentiated.
"Well," Kaoru began, "You could always picture me in an apron." he suggested. Hiakru gave him another skeptical look as his eyes wondered to the white frilly apron around his brother's waist.
"Just the apron." Kaoru supplied again.
Hikaru nearly gleamed as he imagined his lover with nothing but the little girly garment wrapped tightly around his slender waist and too small to give his nipples any sort of coverage. Thinking on it more, Hikaru realized that aprons covered nothing in the back, giving him perfect access to Kaoru's wonderful behind.
"I don't know what you're planning, but I think I like it." He kissed his Kaoru playfully, the two pulling back just in time as the chef came back through the door carrying a tray of strawberries.
"This is the next part, boys." He said excitedly.
Kaoru gave a sinful smirk to his older twin, and Hikaru raised a questioning eyebrow.
'What are you up to in that head of yours, Kaoru?'
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Hikaru watched his brother with mild interest, his mind elsewhere.
There was no reason for the two of them to be here. He knew neither of them would ever cook for themselves, that's what the hired chefs were there for. It had been beyond Hikaru why their mother had forced them into this.
He kept a close watch on Kaoru as he worked with the head chef, the both of them rolling some dough and shaping it into tiny little cups. His brother seemed to be enjoying himself.
"You should join us, Hikaru."
Hikaru's glazed eyes gave Kaoru a glance of ultimate boredom, but Kaoru gave his brother a wink while the chef was turned.
Now Hikaru was more than attentive to his twin.
"Keep rolling the dough, Hitachiin-sama. I shall return in a few moments." With that the head chef disappeared behind a pair of swinging doors that seemed to lead to another part of the kitchen. The doors had yet to cease in motion and the chef was barely out of earshot when Hikaru jumped from the stool on the other end of the counter.
"What are you scheming, little brother?" He cooed and tickled the underside of Kaoru's chin.
Kaoru snickered and swiped his tongue over the digit, drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it gently. He toyed with the unsuspecting appendage for a moment before releasing it back to the older Hitachiin.
"Cooking aside, I thought it'd be interesting."
Hikaru gave his brother a grimace. "How is this at all fun?" Cleary this was where the two diffrentiated.
"Well," Kaoru began, "You could always picture me in an apron." he suggested. Hiakru gave him another skeptical look as his eyes wondered to the white frilly apron around his brother's waist.
"Just the apron." Kaoru supplied again.
Hikaru nearly gleamed as he imagined his lover with nothing but the little girly garment wrapped tightly around his slender waist and too small to give his nipples any sort of coverage. Thinking on it more, Hikaru realized that aprons covered nothing in the back, giving him perfect access to Kaoru's wonderful behind.
"I don't know what you're planning, but I think I like it." He kissed his Kaoru playfully, the two pulling back just in time as the chef came back through the door carrying a tray of strawberries.
"This is the next part, boys." He said excitedly.
Kaoru gave a sinful smirk to his older twin, and Hikaru raised a questioning eyebrow.
'What are you up to in that head of yours, Kaoru?'