Patience *Bonus chapter* ~silent dance~
➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: When the twins decide to meddle Kyoya gets jealous ➼ what to expect: ➼ warnings: Smut a/n: this ended up way longer than expected lol
You should have known that Hikaru was up to something the moment that he slipped into the chair where Kyoya normally sits, a devilish smirk on his face.
"Can I help you?" you raise a brow but don't look up from the diary that you are scribbling in. "Oh no dear y/n, I'm here to help you" overconfidence dripped from him as his grin widened to one of a cheshire cat, finally pulling your gaze upward.
"Oh really?"
"I am quite a charitable person when I have the spare time for it-"
"Ah that's it! You're bored, not today hikaru find a new target"
"-And! I believe I owe you one, you know, for the fair thing" you lean forward in your seat, eyes squinting in scepticism "And what do you think that I need help with?"
"Giving Kyoya a boot up his ass"
"Excuse me?" your voice drops an octave at the statement, confused mostly by the meaning of the statement but also because it was not something you would expect Hikaru to say.
The door to the music room creaks open, Kyoya slipping into the room, Hikaru leans forward to meet you in the middle of the table, a gap barely existing between the two of you. "You see due to a bet I've had to unfortunately look into your relationship far too much recently"
"Yes I did hear about your little investigation, your point?"
The grin on Hikaru's face falls into a smirk "You see while it took me far too long to even remotely understand what it is you two have going on however there was one thing I noticed"
"And what is that?"
"Touch"
"Touch?"
"You two never touch, and while Kaoru seems to believe that the two of you have this secret language thing going on that may be the case but its not even that you don't show affection you two don't touch at all, Tamaki has touched you more than him-"
"-Ew, don't say that"
"Anyway, I just figured that Kyoya may just need a little...push" he reaches up to brush some hair out your face "You have way too much time on your hands"
"Oh I know it is a tragedy, but yet you haven't stopped me yet" you roll your eyes "Why do you care?"
"I don't but surely you do, and well you've meddled in my love life recently, call it my gift back, or revenge whatever you want to call it" he winks.
“But also…I’m concerned”
“Huh?”
“You and Kyoya care about eachother I know that but a relationship isn’t just caring there also is…attraction”
“What are you trying to say?”
“The few things that do happen between you two seem to always be moves that you make, never him” you almost cough out a laugh in shock “what? I mean… wait are you trying to say kyoyas not attracted to me?”
“I’m not saying that, I’m more saying you’re my friend I don’t want you hurt…and a little proof never hurt anyone”
"And you think this will work?"
"Are you asking because you're doubting or because you want it to work?" you stare back at him dead pan, eyes flicking to across the room where kyoya is talking to Tamaki. Hikaru dramatically gasps at the lack of response "Don't tell me you're enjoying this, how touch starved are you poor thing"
"shut up you idiot, kyoya isn't going to fall for this he’s not some- i don’t know romance novel character”
“Indeed” Kyoya’s voice startles the both of you, shadow cast over the table as he appears behind Hikaru. “I believe you’re in my seat”
Hikaru leans back “oh hey Kyoya, don’t mind me I just figured I’d spend some quality time with y/n”
“Really? I know what your doing Hikaru” Hikaru sighs, sliding out the seat “damn it”
“Even if i didn’t it wouldn’t have worked anyway, I’m not threatened by you” he leans into him a little closer, lowering his voice “but if I find you touching without asking her again, now that will be a different story”
“Oh what’s that? Haruhi I’ll be over in a second! Sorry gotta go” he slips away, leaving the seat free for Kyoya to sit down opposite you “I did not expect that to bother you”
“Bother me? No, but ‘you’re not stopping me’ is faulty logic, I don’t get jealous because I have no need for it, protective however…”
“Mm”
Kyoya takes out notebook, starting to work as instinctively almost your fingers twitch outward, just reaching slightly closer to him, if Kyoya notices he doesn’t show it but you double check yourself almost confused on why it happened.
♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ By that evening the interaction with Hikaru was mostly forgotten but there was something brewing in the back of your mind, eventually all you can think about is that when you are sat in the study of your apartment, Kyoya scribbling away at his desk, you stood facing the window, a regular activity the two of you have, silently enjoying each others presence midwork even at home “Do you think what Hikaru said holds any weight?" Kyoya doesn't look up from the paper, the question not phasing him "Hm?"
"I mean, I rarely ever take notice of what the twins say however his observation is not wrong…we don't act like a couple in public because we like to be private but even when we are alone….should we... be worried about that?"
Catching his attention, Kyoya sits up straight "Does it bother you?"
You shrug "Not necessarily, I mean what does a 'normal couple' even act like, but you know, when one of our friends implies that my partner may not even be attracted to me I feel it's worth questioning a little"
Kyoya lets out what is close to an amused laugh under his breath "is that what this is about?" You roll you're eyes "Forgive me, you're right, you are so open about your motivations and feelings"
"And yet despite that it seems that is a positive in our relationship, you take a strange pride in knowing that you can read me in a way that most do not” you hum in agreement, nodding your head to the side “you’re not wrong, you also are not answering the question for whatever reason”
Kyoya raises his eyebrows “you were serious?”
“Look, do not mistake this as me in search of validation, that being said we don’t really…”
Kyoya smirks, going back to his work “if you want a straight answer you may want to ask an actual question”
“Kyoya.”
“No, we don’t really do much, but it is not because of a lack of attraction”
“As opposed to?”
“I mean, my first priority has always been being respectful to you” he sits back “that being said…I am still a man”
You hum, leaning against the side of the desk “so?”
“So you are my fiancé, we wouldn’t be in this position if I wasn’t attracted to you…in certain ways, I still have carnal desires”
“Can you blame me for asking though?”
He hums, slowly standing and now towering over you as he places a hand next to you on next desk, frustratingly close to you thigh.
“I suppose not, perhaps I have been neglecting certain things…”
You raise a brow at his sudden change in tone “Things? Small word for you is it not?”
“Well it is like we said, we both thrive in speaking through subtext, and I am quite enjoying this little back and forth, particularly your reluctance to say any word that hints towards intimacy” he follows your gaze as it averts from his face.
“I’m assuming you’ve never…”
“You know I haven’t” you mutter, not liking how this once entertaining conversation has flipped “just confirming, you know I would not care either way” he takes his glasses off, placing them on the desk next to you.
You nod "I know."
Through slightly heavier breaths Kyoya pushes some of your hair over shoulder “don’t think that we have to do anything just because it came up” you bite at your lip, somehow that sentence persuading you more than the opposite. “Have you?”
He shoots you a pointed look as if the question even needed answering “now you’re just asking silly questions” his fingers run up and down your forearm slowly in attempt to calm the clear nerves. You shrug “there could have been someone before me”
He lets out a low laugh, a little entertained at you thinking that was a possibility “there wasn’t, I think you give me too much credit” he steals a peck at your jaw as he speaks.
“But, unlike you, my quietness isn’t because I’m shy.” As if to test you his hand slides from the desk over your thigh “I’ve never known you to be flustered”
You roll your eyes “Yes you have you just want to bask in the reason why” he shrugs, a smirk threatening to tug at his lips “I don’t know you are always the more…outspoken one between the two of us…I seem to recall you once said you found me leveraging the sports festival for money attractive”
You smile, head tilting up a bit to look at him “I also seem to recall you kissing me for the first time over my explaining my plans for corporate takeover you really have no place to talk”
“Do I not?” He grins, leaning in to finally kiss you on the lips, everything suddenly becoming. A bit more real.
With shorter breaths your hands subconsciously lift from the desk below to grip his shirt, laughing slightly at the sensation of his fingertips grazing upwards to your hips in addition to the sudden change in pace “I love you”
Kyoya freezes, movements stuttering slightly, while it takes you a second longer you quickly realise why, you had never actually said it before. Well, not the exact words, of course you have in your own way.
For a moment, the two of you don’t say anything, just stand staring at each other, an unspoken agreement that you had just opened the door to something, what exactly neither of you can place, but for a long time neither of you had never said the words because you both knew they were true, which is why you never felt the need to state it.
Kyoya doesn’t comment further, he replies in his own way, moving you slightly so that you are more sat on the desk than leaning against it “I’m not going to go further until you’re sure” he mutters, slightly quieter than he has been.
You nod, hand sliding up to his shoulder “don’t get cold feet on me now” with an eye roll he takes that as confirmation to carry on, shushing you with his lips on yours.
Kyoya worked quickly but systemically, you didn’t know exactly when it happened but you soon found yourself pressed against him, shirtless with an arm thrown over his shoulder, his hands ridden up under your skirt resting on your hips.
The next time the two of you break laboured breaths were the only thing that could be heard between it all.
“Um…we don’t have…”
As if he could tell where you are going he pulls back a little, opening the bottom drawer of his desk, retrieving a box of condoms. “Oh.”
“I figured better have them than not”
“I don’t know why I’m surprised”
“Me neither, but not yet” as you hum in question as he places the box behind you “if we’re doing this now I’m doing it right" his hands fall back to your thighs "Can I?"
You nod "Please" coming out as a whisper only loud enough for him to hear. Taking that word as enough, his hands slip further upwards, a finger curling around the top of your panties. You instinctively lift your hips at the action.
Kyoya slowly peels them off, stuffing them in his back pocket as he runs two slender fingers up and down your folds, a loud breath stuttering out of you as you lean back a bit. He's careful as he dips one into you, a cool sensation shivering through you.
Instinctively you let out a whine, Kyoya tuts "Patience my love, I need to make sure you're ready to take me" he smirks watching your reaction as he starts to pump in and out, adding a second finger after time.
The air gets knocked out of you, head falling back at the sensation, tensing in your stomach as a strange feeling builds up. "k-kyoya..." the name falls from your lips thoughtlessly, hand flying to wrap around his wrist.
A low hum of a chuckle erupts from him "I didn't know you were so sensitive" you look back to him breathless, playfully unimpressed at his smug demeanor. He has mercy on you, slowly easing his fingers out, pulling you up to distract you with his lips at the sudden emptiness, tearing open a condom. "You sure?"
You nod, pulling him closer, an arm falling over his shoulder, playing with the hairs at the back of his neck "Yeah..." he slowly pushes in, breaths hitched at the feeling, kyoya's knuckles turn white at the grip he has on the desk.
"Let me know when you're alright to move"
"You sure you haven't done this before?" You joke breathlessly, head falling to the side. He laughs a little "I'm inexperienced, I never said that meant I don't know what I'm doing"
You laugh, such a kyoya response it was funny, slowly shifting to test the waters of movement "What like you did research or something?" You joke, biting at your lip at the sudden pleasure that has started to form, Kyoya picks up on your lead, slowly rocking into you, chin tilting down to send you a knowing look.
"Oh my god Kyoya did you actually-"
"-suddenly very chatty aren't we?" his hips jerk forward as a silent warning to not finish the sentence, the two of you so close his nose brushes against your cheek "I don't see you complaining"
his hand runs up your thigh, hitching it upwards for your leg to wrap around hip, leaning back slightly as his other hand comes to hold your face, no pressure is applied it isn't forceful, but stable, consuming as it pulls your gaze to meet his. "Maybe focus instead"
You roll your eyes to disguise the fact that your breath keeps getting caught in your chest, toes curling as you watch his gaze also blink away from determination to mild surprise and vulnerability. He clears his throat "y/n I-" a gutteral groan cuts him off. He doesn't need to say more however, you get the picture.
"Yeah- me too-"
He nods, pressing another kiss to your lips, speeding up a little bit. You finish a bit suddenly, an overwhelming sensation of something snapping in your stomach, a shiver arching your back, all thoughts slipping away momentarily as you fall into him, you barely notice the warmth spreading across your lower half and the groan the Kyoya lets out as you regain awareness.
The two of you sit in a comfortable silence for a while, his hand running up and down your thigh absent mindedly grounds you, eventually he slowly pulls out, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he does so. "I'll get a cloth"
He lets out a shaky breath as he steps away, tying off the condom as he chucks it into a bin "Y/n?"
"Hm?" You still haven't moved, hands grounded against the desk as you process what just happened, legs wobbly as you regain your breath.
"If you ever doubt my attraction to you again, tell me"
He walks off towards the bathroom, leaving you staring at the empty doorframe he exited through as his words run through his head.
Damn Hikaru's not gonna let you hear the end of this.
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