|miko_no_da (miko_no_da) wrote,|
@ 2010-07-15 09:05:00
|Current music:||Bokura no Love Style - Hikaru & Kaoru|
|Entry tags:||fic, hikaru, kaoru, kink bingo, ouran host club|
[Fic] Kink Bingo - Sleepy/Unconscious - Hikaru/Kaoru
Finally an actual twins-pairing fic. Given that twincest is one of my favourite kinks, it's bizarre that I've written so much Ouran without any actual twincest involved, argh.
I actually wrote the first half of this in April, but then trailed off and wasn't sure where to take it. When I saw the sleepy/unconscious square on my card, I knew I had to finish this one. ^_^
Series: Ouran Host Club
Warnings: It's a fic for kink bingo. It's kinky, and X-rated.
Watching Kaoru is like looking in a mirror.
The ceiling was not the most interesting thing Hikaru had ever looked at. For one thing, he'd seen it plenty of times before. He and Kaoru had shared this room since they'd been old enough to sleep in a bed.
Sighing, he rolled over. The wall was marginally more interesting to see, though the thin line of light on the horizon visible through the window was annoying. Not because it was shining in his eyes, but because it meant he was awake way before he was supposed to be. He wasn't even sure what had woken him, but now that he'd opened his eyes he couldn't seem to get back to sleep.
Rolling over again, he faced his twin. Kaoru was having no such issues. He was sound asleep, one hand tucked beneath his cheek, the covers shoved down to his waist. "Oi, Kaoru," Hikaru said. "Ka-o-ru. Kaoru!"
There was no response. They were both normally difficult to wake up, and they'd been known to sleep through servants shouting at them, mid-sized earthquakes, and even a nanny who'd tried pouring cold water on them. Hikaru persisted, poking the other boy repeatedly in the shoulder. If he had to be awake, his twin could at least keep him company and suffer with him.
Kaoru only mumbled something incoherent and shifted onto his back, trying to move himself out of reach of the annoyance. There was a slight wrinkle between his brows, but he was definitely still asleep.
Huffing, Hikaru tried poking his hip instead. When that didn't work, he changed tactics. Kaoru was terribly ticklish in the hollow where his stomach dipped to meet his hipbone, and his boxers were riding low. Hikaru skittered his fingers over the exposed skin, using just enough pressure with his nails to torture. Kaoru murmured and squirmed, but remained stubbornly asleep.
Then again, maybe he was only pretending to sleep, hoping Hikaru would give up and leave him alone. "If you don't wake up, I'm gonna do something dirty to you," Hikaru chanted, letting his customary wicked grin spread over his face. "Three... two... one... okay, you asked for it!"
He reached out and grabbed his twin's dick through his boxers, figuring that would either shock him awake or startle him into giving himself away. Instead Kaoru gave a little moan and arched up into the contact, his cheeks flushed but his eyes still closed.
Hikaru felt his own eyes go wide, and his heartbeat seemed oddly heavy in his chest. It wasn't the first time he'd touched his twin there - there was no privacy between them, and they'd helped wash each other all their lives. Not to mention the usual sort of adolescent comparing to see whose was bigger, and teasing grabs like the one he'd just made. It also wasn't the first time he'd heard Kaoru make a noise like that, since they'd never much worried about the other one being around when they were jerking off.
But it was the first time he'd heard that noise while he was the one touching Kaoru. He knew he should pull away, since it hadn't worked, but he couldn't get his body to move. He remained leaning over his twin, frozen in place with his hand on Kaoru's dick and his eyes locked on the other boy's flushed face. Kaoru made a distressed noise and rocked his hips up, pushing his rapidly swelling erection against Hikaru's hand, tossing his head fitfully on the pillow.
Swallowing hard, Hikaru squeezed his hand, and Kaoru moaned again. Whatever he'd been dreaming about before, Hikaru had apparently turned it into a wet dream, and Kaoru seemed perfectly happy to go along with it. He was panting softly now, his expression needy and vulnerable. It was sort of like when they acted for the Host Club, but... different. More intimate. Hikaru didn't think he'd ever seen his twin's face quite that open before.
He wondered if that was what he looked like, when he was jerking off. He'd tried looking in a mirror a few times, but he could never quite manage to keep his eyes open the whole time. And he'd never actually watched Kaoru doing it, because just staring at his twin masturbating would have been weird even for them.
He wondered what he would look like when he came.
Without quite intending to do it, Hikaru found himself stroking his hand slowly over his twin's cock. Kaoru made eager little noises and thrust himself into the touch, fists clenching in the sheet as his body strained towards orgasm. The delicate flush on his cheeks spread further, and Hikaru caught himself wishing his twin's eyes were open, so he'd be able to see the glazed look of pleasure there.
Kaoru cried out as he came, moisture seeping through the material of his briefs to slick Hikaru's palm. Kaoru remained tense for a moment longer, before relaxing slowly into the mattress, his body trembling slightly and face turned into the pillow.
Only then did Hikaru realize that he was panting and overheated as well, and that his cock was hard enough to ache. He snatched his hand back, a little appalled at himself. What the hell had he just done? Their forbidden love act for the club was just that - an act. Sure, they were closer than most siblings, maybe even closer than most lovers, but not that way.
Kaoru moaned again, and his eyelashes fluttered as he started to wake. Hikaru belatedly realized he was still kneeling there, his hand covered in Kaoru's semen and a hard-on clearly visible through his straining boxers. Cursing under his breath, he scrambled off the bed and bolted for the door.
"Hikaru?" he heard Kaoru say, sleep and the lingering effects of orgasm making his voice rough. Not trusting his own voice, Hikaru only shook his head and darted into their bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Then he did something he couldn't remember ever doing before; he reached behind him and locked the door, so Kaoru wouldn't be able to follow him in.
Only then did he slide down to sit on the floor with his back to the door, and shove his hand into his boxers to curl around his own cock. The same hand still covered with Kaoru's come, making his strokes a little sticky. The door vibrated against him as Kaoru pounded on it, and he heard his twin calling his name in concern.
With his twin's voice in his ears and the memory of his twin's face in his mind's eye, Hikaru stuffed his fist into his mouth to stifle himself and came harder than he could ever remember doing before.