This is a request by IvyIsMyPoisonxo

Yandere Kyoya x Reader
He's Extremely manipulative (like if he could say 'you don't need family or friends when you have me, I'm all you'll ever need in life because I'm the only one that actually knows you') every time the reader suggests breaking up with him. One day, Kyoya almost snaps when Honey snuggles into the readers chest and after that takes his sexual frustration out

Disclaimer : Contains Sexual Content!

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Your POV

You can do this (Y/n)... You can do this... It's as simple as tying your shoes or walking a dog. It is needed. You need to rip the band aid off before it gets any worse. You need to speak up for yourself and do what's right. You can't let yourself live like this anymore. You can't let him do what he's doing anymore. Don't worry about how he feels. You need this. You have got to do this. You can do this.

While psyching myself up, I pace to and fro in the shared bedroom that both my boyfriend and I share. The sound of my heels clicking against the floor echoes around the room as I continue to stalk back and forth. Nails slowly getting shorter and shorter as I continue to anxiously bite on them while my stomach flips nauseatingly, threatening to make me hurl my breakfast and lunch back up. My eyes flicker from the bedroom door to the bedroom floor in ten second intervals. My throat closing up.

After deliberating and wondering and procrastinating for days and months upon end, I had come to the conclusion that I had to do something that I know I didn't want but I knew that I needed. It's essential that I do this. I had to do this. For me. For my mental wellbeing. If I wanted to be happy, I needed to go this. It's something that I knew would be the hardest decision I have ever made but I knew it had to be done unless I wanted to be miserable for the rest of my life. It's something I need to do...

I needed to break up with my boyfriend...

My boyfriend, Kyoya Ootori, isn't what I cracked him up to be. At first, he seemed like a dream come true. He would open the door for me and be the chivalrous gentleman that he wanted everyone to see him as. He would smile when he needed to. He would pepper playful kisses across the back of my neck and squeeze me from behind when I'm at my locker. He would send me a small gift every now and then to make me smile after a terrible day. He made himself look like the ideal boyfriend, the ideal soulmate...

Then the doors close...

Once he's no longer in public and he's in the safety of his own home, he's a completely different man. He's possessive. He's asking me questions upon questions about who I was talking to. He makes notes on who I spoke to and tells me he's going to make a couple of calls. He then gets in his high horse, yelling at me and telling me that I'm ungrateful whenever I try to tell him that it's not a big deal when I speak to other guys. He's threatened to hurt whoever I speak to if I don't do what he says... it's like a hundred and eight degrees to what everyone else sees.

Sometimes, it'll get to the point where he will take my phone off me and won't let me have it back until I have redeemed myself worthy of having my phone. He'll control what I wear when we go out. He'll have his arm around my waist all the time when we're in public. He marks his territory around me. He refuses to let me go anywhere without him being there. I've even gone for a girls day out with Haruhi and he's right by my side watching my every move like a hawk. He's even stalked me when I go and see my family!

It's insane! It needed to stop!

I'm cut out of my thoughts as Kyoya opens up the bedroom door and sends me a small smile as he hangs up his jacket and clears his throat gently. The sound cuts through my ears as I take a deep breath to psyche myself up for what's about to ensue. My heart beating in my stomach. My throat closing up and my nails digging into my palms as I take a deep breath. I can't let myself get psyched out. I can't allow myself to back out now!

As Kyoya sits at his bed and pats his thighs, I turn toward him and shake my head. My confidence slowly dwindling as he narrows his eyes and pushes to his feet while I fiddle with the hem of my shirt. Come on (Y/n). No turning back now. Just do it! Rip the bandaid off.

"Kyoya... I need to tell you something," I begin slowly, taking a deep breath as I make eye contact with him. My breath going shallow as I try to just do this as quick as I can, "I can't be with you anymore... it's... Kyoya I can't do this anymore..."

"Oh... I see..." he mumbles gently clearing his throat, fiddling with his cuffs before shaking his head. The male stalks to his door and locks it shut making my breath hitch as I back away from him slowly, "You want to break it off... why is that hm?"

"Kyoya, you won't let me do anything for myself," I tell him, almost pleadingly with him as I dig my nails into my nails and fight back the tears threatening to spill over, "Please... all you do is stalk me and tell me that I'm ungrateful when I know I have done nothing wrong. I can't do this anymore!"

"So where are you going to go? Hm?" He asks, his voice low and full of anger as he grits his teeth and slowly stalks toward my person. A small whimper leaving my lips as he traps me in between the wall and himself, "Tell me, where are you going to go, (Y/n)? Because I know for sure your parents won't take you back in,"

"What do you mean?" I ask, almost whispering out the question, as I stare up at him. My eyes locking with his as he leans closer toward me. I can't help but wince as breath clashes against my skin, "Kyoya... my parents love me..."

"Really? Do they love you like I do?" He whispers into my ear, making my breath get caught at the back of my neck while I stare at the wall opposite me, "Will they really take you in? After you left them for me?"

"You told me to move in," I defend myself, staring up at him as I choke back a sob and shake my head. Wanting to get rid of the tears staining my cheeks as I look down, "Kyoya! You made this happen! I never —"

"Why do you need them? You need me, (Y/n), you only need me," he growls, his hand against the wall curling into a fist as I sob softly and shake my head in protest, "No one will love you like I do. I know you so well, baby, do you really think you'll find someone who loves you like I do? Hm?"

"This isn't love..." I mumble softly, shaking my head as I push my hair out of my face and take a shaky breath when I stare into his eyes, "Kyoya, this is a prison... I can't do anything because you'll get upset... I feel like I'm trapped,"

"Because you won't allow me to love you like you know I do," He hisses in an accusing tone making my heart wrench in sadness as I look up at him with wide eyes. A small whimper leaving my lips as he shakes his head, "You think you need all these friends and you need your family when you don't... you only need me because I know you so well,"

"Kyoya..." I mumble gently, wiping my eyes as I stare at my feet. My hands trembling the more he talks. The more upset I become. The more tears that keep flowing, "Please stop..."

"I'm all you ever need, (Y/n)," He states, grabbing my arms and forcing me to look up at him. My eyes scrunching shut as I try to will the tears away, I could probably tell that my face is blotchy and puffy with redness, "Why would you leave someone that loves you so much? You need me. You don't need your family or anyone else when I love you like I do,"

Taking a stammering breath, I look up at him and wipe my eyes. What can I do? If I do leave and head to my parents, will they actually let me move back in? Will they accept me back after I left them? Is Kyoya right?... My heart almost stops as I choke on a sob and cover my mouth. A small whimper leaving my lips as I slump against the wall and cry gently.

Seconds later, instantly trying to console me, Kyoya wraps his arms around me and pulls me as close as he can. The male pushing my head into his chest and rocking my gently as I sob into his chest. I grab fistfuls of his blazer as my knees buckle and we slowly go down to the floor. My sobs are guttural almost. My throat slowly becoming hoarse as my hands shakily grip onto his blazer and nuzzle my face into his neck with a small whimper.

I can't leave him... I can't! I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't.

While we rock on the floor, my sobs and cries slowly dwindle down to nothing. The odd sniffle and choked whine leaving my lips echoes around the room. Gently, Kyoya cups my chin and pulls me up to look at him in the eyes. My heart skipping a beat as he sends me a small genuine smile. A chuckle leaving his lips as I wrap my arms around his neck tightly and nuzzles into him.

"So, are you going to retract your little statement?" He asks, a devilish tone lacing with his words, while he runs his fingers through my hair and kisses my forehead, "Are you going to stay with me?"

"Y — yeah..." I stammer gently, wiping my eyes and taking a shaky breath as I stare up at him and send him a weak smile, "I — I'll stay..."

"I knew you'd do the right thing," he coos gently, cupping my cheek and rubbing his thumb over the skin of my cheek as he presses a soft kiss against my lips, "I'm all you ever need and more, my beautiful baby. You don't need anyone else when you have me to look after you,"

Nodding softly, sending him a weak smile, I snuggle into his warmth as he picks me up and walks toward the bed. When he sits down, he leans back against the headboard and takes a deep breath. His hand rubs my back as I release a small whine, kissing his cheek gently as he cuddle against the headboard.

Knowing that I need to get out of here, I knew that I would have to keep up appearances until I saw an opening to run. I had to do this. I couldn't allow myself to be manipulated as much as I try not to believe it. My heart wrenching as he squeezes me close and mutters sweet nothings into my ears. A chuckle leaving his lips as I send him a small giggle with a faint smile.

I could do this...

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As Tamaki ushers the final girls out of the club room after their appointments, the host club all sink into the couches with relief. Each of them taking a deep breath and relaxing after enduring an extremely busy day. Haruhi immediately makes a beeline for the fancy tuna while Tamaki follows her like a lost puppy and praises her for what she's done today. The twins grin between each other and relax on the couch with some finger sandwiches while Mori clears up the plates on each of the tables.

Smiling gently to myself, I stick my tongue out toward Kyoya who smirks and presses his lips against mine. A small giggle leaving my lips as he playfully squeezes my thigh. Our eyes meet for a split second before he turns away to grab his clipboard and begin some of the financial work that he needs to get done. His lips curling into a small smile as I rest back into the couch and let him get on with it. I knew better than to distract Kyoya while he was still working. He needed to get his work done.

Kyoya and I's relationship had gone a bit tense if I'm being completely honest. So I knew better than to push his buttons at the moment. Ever since I threatened to break up with him, he's gotten very very possessive. He's taken my phone (not that he knows I know he took my phone) and he's also monitored what classes I go to and who's teaching me and who I'm talking to. I really wanted to tell him how horrible it is... how it's making me see him in a worse light. However, I couldn't say anything. Not unless I wanted serious repercussions.

I needed to keep up appearances...

While Kyoya focuses on his finance work and working on the budget gently, I turn my attention toward a particular tiny blonde who's adorable than a baby bunny. A small smile on my lips as Honey jumps up beside me and giggles to himself as he holds Usa - chan close to his chest while he looks up at me. His chocolate brown irises shimmering with glee as I pat his head gently with a smile. My heart bursting with joy as Honey smiles toward me. How can one boy be so cute?!

"Hey, (Y/n) - chan! Guess what?" Honey chirps looking toward me with a bright smile while I run my fingers through his blonde locks and tilt my head in curiosity, "I had three slices of cake today!"

"Wow," I coo gently, poking his cute little button nose while I thank Mori for the plate of cake and dig into it, "You must be full,"

"Nope! I can eat all day!" He cheers throwing his hands up in the air making Usa - chan slump against his lap before he giggles and holds his rabbit plush close again, "How was your day, (Y/n) - chan?"

"It was good," I reply softly, eating up my cake and smiling as Honey rests against my side while he plays with the ears of his rabbit plush, "How about you, Honey - Senpai?"

"Good! Full of cake!" Honey cheers gently, giggling as he snuggles into my side and rests his cheek on my chest with a small hum while he fiddles with Usa - Chan in his lap, "I'm so tired though... doing the host club is so hard,"

"Awww, well I'm sure you can have a nap," I coo gently, running my fingers through his hair as he snuggles further, his nose pressing against my chest, "I'm sure Tamaki wouldn't mind,"

Before Honey can speak, I hear the sound of a pencil snapping. My eyes follow the sound and widen when I lock eyes with Kyoya. The male gritting his teeth and clearing his throat as he pushes to his feet and stalks toward Honey and I. Immediately, I tense up. Telepathically, I begin screaming at my boyfriend not to do anything to Honey or even hurt him just in case he was planning on it. My eyes pleading him not to make a scene before they go back to Honey while Haruhi ruffles his hair.

"(Y/n)," Kyoya speaks up catching my attention as I look away from Honey and lock eyes with my boyfriend who's trying his best not to flip out at anyone (Honey in particular), "Can I have a word with you please? Now,"

"Uh... yeah," I reply gently, sending Honey a small reassuring smile as he pulls away and goes to cuddle Haruhi instead before I push to my feet and tuck a strand behind my ear, "Where are we going?"

He doesn't reply. Instead of doing the polite thing and telling me what's going on, Kyoya leads me out of the club room and down the hallway. My eyes roaming the hallway as I desperately try to find where Kyoya could possibly be taking me to. My heart in my stomach as he walks toward a classroom door and pushes the door open before pointing inside.

Well, here goes nothing...

Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, I walk into the classroom and take a deep breath. A small sigh leaves my lips as I lean against the wall, holding my elbows in my hands as I watch as Kyoya slams the door shut in a whirl of fury and frustration. Strings of curse words falling out of his lips as the wall nervously shakes due to the sheer force of him pushing it closed. The hairs on the back of my neck standing at attention when his sharp chocolate eyes land on me. His knuckles pure white as his hand grips at the doorknob. A small strained sound leaving my lips as I look toward Kyoya nervously and run my fingers through my hair.

Confusion grips at the back of my throat as I watch his stand at the door. A small twist of fear stabs through my stomach as my heartbeat can be heard in my head. The feeling of hurting him making me wince and take a nervous, shaky breath. Did I do something wrong? Is he mad at me? Have I upset him? Did I hurt him in some way?...

As soon as his key locks the door shut, I slowly curl my hands into a fist. A small breath leaving my lips as Kyoya throws the key onto a nearby table before walking toward me. My lower back bumping into the desk behind me as he traps me between him and the desk. My eyes meeting his as I gently rest my hands on his upper arms and send him a small nervous smile as I gulp. His eyes narrowing as I look down and clear my throat.

Kyoya's mad. He's fuming. Well, it isn't any secret that he is. Even an idiot could come to that conclusion.

Taking a deep breath, trying to psyche myself up for what's about to come, I wrap my arms around his neck and send him a nervous smile while I'm still in the fog about what he's exactly angry about. However, whatever it is, I'm sure I can find a way for him to cheer up. A chuckle leaving his lips as I gently kiss his cheek and look up at him nervously. The need to please him burning in my stomach as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me against him.

"Look at you, hm?" He coos gently, kissing my forehead as I pull him close and kiss his neck as much as I can, even going onto the tips of my toes if I have to, "Already all over me and I haven't even said anything~"

"I just... you're mad and I..." I begin nervously, looking into his chocolate irises and cupping his cheeks as I rub my thumb over the skin of his cheek with a nervous breath, "I want you to be happy Kyoya... I..."

"Well, aren't you being a good girlfriend?" He coos, sitting me up on the desk behind him and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear as I send him a small nervous smile. Worried he'll get mad, I press another kiss to his cheek, "Baby, I'm not mad... well... not as much as I would like to be,"

"What's wrong?" I ask softly, locking eyes with him and taking a nervous breath as he clears his throat and traces a finger over the bosom of my dress, "Whatever it is, I'll fix it... I promise..."

"Well, I didn't like how you allowed that little blonde to lay all over you," he whispers into my ear making me shiver and clear my throat as I look down, "You're mine, remember (Y/n), he shouldn't be able to cuddle up to you the way he did... you're mine,"

"I know I am," I tell him softly, biting back a whimper as he slides his hand up the skirt of my dress and presses a finger against my quivering clit. My eyes widening slightly as he presses down on it while a small moan leaves my lips, "K — Kyoya... Ngh..."

"So this is what we're going to do," He growls lowly into my ear as I shake under his gaze, my thighs trembling as his hand continues to rub circles over my clit. My teeth worrying by bottom lip as I look up at him and try to avoid the urge of bucking my hips, "We're going to go home. We'll tell everyone you're not feeling very well and must go home. Then, when we get there, I want you stripped down and on that bed before I get there. Am I clear?"

"Y — yes Kyoya," I breathe out, gulping in air as he pulls his hand away from my clit and clears his throat. A needy whine leaving my lips as my pussy clenches around nothing, wanting nothing more than for Kyoya to sink in as deep as he can, "Crystal clear,"

"Perfect," Kyoya purrs gently and helps me back to my feet before grabbing the key to the door. His eyes focusing on the door before clearing his throat, "If you behave, I'll consider rewarding you,"

Lighting up at the word reward, I follow Kyoya out of the room before lacing my fingers with his. The smile playing on his lips making my heart soar happily as he squeezes it gently and leads me back through the hallways toward the club room. Nervously, not wanting to madden my boyfriend further, I hide my face in his arm and try to be as close to him as possible. A small whine leaving me lips as a small chuckle leaves his lips and a kiss is pressed against my head of hair with a small condescending coo.

Tamaki arches a worried brow as I refuse to look at him. I refuse to look at any of them. I can't let Kyoya down. I must make him happy. I can let him fall mad again. Making sure that I do everything I can to make sure that Kyoya is happy and I don't get punished for disobeying his rules. A small sniffle leaving my lips as I bury my head into his arm, tightening my grip on his hand as I snuggle.

"Are they okay?" Haruhi asks making me relax slightly in his arms. At least she asks and not one of the boys. That's a good sign for me, "Is something wrong? You left so suddenly, senpai,"

"Thank you for your concern, Haruhi," Kyoya breathes out as easy as pie. Acting like he didn't just fluster me in that classroom. Acting like everything is fine. How is he so good at this? He's like a mini little actor, "But (Y/n) isn't feeling too good so I'm going to take them home and just have a bit of rest,"

"Okay, be safe," Tamaki tells us making Kyoya nod and clear his throat. His silent sign to tell me that I should make a move to leave, to which I do. A small smile on my lips as I head toward the double doors, "Get well soon!"

After leaving the club room, Kyoya and I head out of the school building and off the premises toward the sleek black limousine already waiting for our arrival. My boyfriend smirks toward me and opens the car door, letting me in first before sliding into the seat beside me and letting the limo take off as he pulls me into his side. A small mewl leaving my lips as he slides his hand back up my dress and gently rubs his fingers over my wanting clit. The male smirking as I bury my head into his neck and take a deep breath to centre myself.

A chuckle leaves his lips as he presses a kiss to my cheek and gently rubs circles over my clothed region. My eyes meeting his as I release a faint breath, a little groan leaving my lips as I grab fistfuls of his blazer to try and keep myself quiet. I didn't want to alert the driver or cause a scene. His fingers slowly pull away, smirking as I breathe a sigh of relief mixed in with a small whine.

I hate that he can make me feel like this...

After what felt like years, the car finally pulls up at the Ootori manor. A small twist of anxiety pangs through my chest as the car door opens and Kyoya and I leave the limo before it drives off. Immediately, I rush up the stairs toward the front doors and open them up with Kyoya following a couple of steps behind. A chuckle leaving his lips as I walk into the manor and make a beeline for our bedroom. Ignoring any looks that the maids give me, I rush toward the room and immediately begin to follow my orders.

Once inside the bedroom, I shimmy off my dress leaving myself in my underwear with a small deep breath. My heart beats a mile a minute as I push myself onto the bed and sit against the headboard. Chest heaving slightly, I focus on the door and wait for Kyoya to come in. My thighs fluttering wit bc anticipation as he walks in and shuts the door behind him. A smirk stained across his face as he clears his throat and shrugs off his light blue blazer and hangs it on the wall.

Territorial eyes land on my figure as he pulls off his tie and throws it toward his nightstand, a smirk on his lips as he climbs onto the bed and traps me between his arms. Taking a deep breath, I wrap my arms around his neck and send him a faint smile before moaning as he presses his lips against mine. Our lips mould against one another as he pulls me flush against the mattress, my head resting on the pillow beneath me. His hands slide up my thighs and over my midriff toward my chest.

Deepening our kiss, Kyoya's hands begin to make light work of my bra. Gently unclasping it before tossing it to the side. His hands cup the mounds of flesh before squeezing them ever so softly. A small moan leaves my lips as he does so, to which he immediately takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in between my lips and fight my own for a battle of dominance.

To which he wins anyway.

As we pull away, a string of saliva connects us before disintegrating as Kyoya begins to kiss down my neck. The hickeys that had been there prior had slowly begun to fade. So, to prevent them from fading, Kyoya begins to suck and nibble over them. My fingers tangle into his black locks as I moan out his name gently and buck my hips against his clothed cock. The male smirks against my neck as his hand slips into my underwear, grinding a piece of skin between his teeth as he slides a finger between my petals and rubs faint circles over my entrance.

Choking out a small moan, I look up at Kyoya as he pulls his lips away from my neck and meets his eyes with mine. His fingers, two of them, slide immediately into my heat making me gasp and release a small mewl as he begins to thrust them without warning. My back arches slightly as he curls his fingers, trying to find my bundle of nerves without a second thought. His grin widening as he finds it and my head slams against the pillow with a yell. My legs tightening around his wrist as I pant.

"K — Kyoya!" I mewl, looking up at him as he adds a third finger. The stretch against my entrance deliciously sending sparks through my body as my debauched expression smiles weakly, "Ngh... mmm — ah! Fuck..."

"Awww, getting hot and bothered already?" He coos condescendingly making me clear my throat and whine gently, "Awww, we've only just begun, baby,"

"K — Kyoya... Ngh!" I mewl, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and panting as he continues to thrust all three fingers with a smirk, "Ngh... I — I... please..."

"If you want it so bad, tell me who you belong to," he orders, biting the tip of my ear with a groan as I buck my hips against his fingers and right around him. A knot beginning to form as I pant and mewl out, "Tell me who loves you, who works so hard to make sure we're happy, who makes sure that no one else gets in my way? Hm? Tell me, (Y/n),"

"Y — you, Kyoya," I mewl, gripping the sheets beneath me as I look up at him and moan. My eyes scrunching tightly shut as he goes faster and my pants begin to quicken, "Mmm — fuck! Kyoya! I'm yours baby... all yours! Oh god, I'm gonna cum,"

"You wait until I tell you," Kyoya orders, pushing his fingers knuckle deep and curling them to abuse my g spot with a small hum, "Now, what's going to happen next time Honey tries anything?"

"I — I ask him to get off," I tell him, arching my back as he continues to press against my bundle of nerves. My stomach close to bursting as I try to avoid releasing all over him, "I — I don't let him..."

"Hmm... good," Kyoya coos, kissing my neck as he continues to taunt me. Edging me closer and closer to the peak of my release as I try desperately to not release all over him, "Maybe I should get a private tutor for you. Maybe that way no one will do anything and I have you all to myself..."

"Kyoya, please! I need to cum!" I mewl, grabbing the sheets harder as I buck my hips with a small mewl. Arching my back as he continues to thrust his fingers in and out of my core, "Please — Ngh! Ah! I —"

"Go on, (Y/n)," he orders gently, chuckling as I allow that knot to burst. A loud moan leaving my lips as I release all over his fingers and arch my back. My walls tightening around his fingers as my thighs tremble, "So beautiful... only I can make you feel like this. Me and only me,"

"Only you... Kyoya," I breathe out, panting gently as he makes his fingers leave my body, chuckling as I whine out with the empty feeling. My eyes lidding over as I look up at him and smile breathlessly, "Mmm... I love you,"

"I love you more, only I love you the way I do," he coos, stripping the pair of us out of our underwear with a small smile. The male giving himself a few pumps before aligning himself, "Maybe I could give us a baby, that way you can stay at home and not come in to school,"

"Kyoya... I..." I begin nervously before gasping as the tip of his cock kisses my entrance. The male chuckling gently as I bite my lip, "Kyoya... maybe we could wait a bit longer before that..."

"Hmm... we'll see," he says gently, kissing me softly as I mould my lips against his as he begins to push his girth all the way in. The male cursing under his breath as I tighten around him and my thighs flutter, "Always so tight, baby. Always so tight,"

Blushing gently, moaning against my boyfriends lips, I buck my hips against his as he begins to thrust. His hips slapping against my own. A small groan leaves his lips as he pulls his lips away from mine, squeezing my thighs as he rests his head in the crook of my neck and bucks. The sound of our hips slapping together echoing around the room as we hold each other close. My sensitive walls clamping down on him as he thrusts, aiming for my bundle of nerves that make me see stars.

As he picks up the pace, cursing under his breath, Kyoya slides his arms under my knees and throws them over his shoulders to go deeper. He then bends over me as he thrusts, practically folding me in half as he thrusts as deep as he can. A groan leaving his lips as I tighten and mewl. My eyes lidding over as I dig my nails into his back leaving crescent shaped indentations into his back.

"Kyoya! I — ngh... I — ah! I'm close!" I mewl, bucking my hips against his and arching my back as he goes as fast as he can. My stomach knotting up as I look up at him, "Kyoya... please! I — fuck!"

"Me too, baby, me too," he coos, kissing my neck as his thrusts slowly begin to stutter. A groan leaving his lips as he practically fold me in half, "Fuck... cum for me baby,"

Arching my back, tightening around my boyfriends cock, I release all over him. A loud moan leaving my lips as I release for the second time that day. My chest heaving up and down as I look up at him and release a small whine. His cock beginning to get milked by my walls, the male beginning to pump his seed deep into me making me take a deep breath and thank my lucky stars that I took my pill this morning.

I know that I won't get pregnant.

Taking a deep breath, riding down from his high, Kyoya slides himself out of kisses my cheek as he collapses beside me on the bed. A smirk on his lips as I look up at him gently and kiss his cheek. I snuggle into his side, resting my head against his shoulder as we share a soft kiss and hold each other close. The afterglow washing over us as we interlace our hands together and kiss each other's cheeks.

"I'm hiring you a private tutor," he finalises making me clear my throat and nod gently. I knew it was best not to pick an argument with him. He knew what was best, after all... besides I'm sure that Haruhi can come over every now and then, "I don't want those boys thinking it's okay to talk to you and lump all over you like you're theirs,"

"What about Haruhi?" I ask gently and almost hopefully, fiddling with his hair as he slides some underwear on the pair of us, "Can I still see her? I need someone to talk to Kyoya..."

"I'll have a think about it," He says firmly, rubbing my back as he grabs an oversized shirt for me and helps me into it before kissing my forehead and sitting me up. A small hiss leaving my lips as I try to get comfortable, "Maybe if you behave and do as I say, I'll see what I can do, okay?"

"Okay..." I mumble softly, watching as he slides into a shirt and some pants before clearing his throat and kissing my nose, "Where are you going?..."

"I got to make a phone call," he explains gently, cupping my cheek and rubbing my thumb over my cheek as I take a deep breath and nod gently, "You have a rest, okay? I'll be back soon,"

"Okay... don't be too long," I hum, kissing his hand and smiling softly as he nods and heads out the bedroom. The sound of the door clicking shut and locking making me release a breath and look around, "Alright, where could he have hidden it?"

Much to my distaste, Kyoya had hidden my phone out of plain sight. He refused to allow me to call anyone through my own phone so he took it from me while I was asleep and hid it away. He never told me where is it. He never told me that he actually hid it. He simply told me that I must have misplaced it but I know he took it from me.

I needed a way out of this...

Taking a deep breath, I push myself to my feet and look around the room. My legs slightly buckling due to the recent activity I had just endured with Kyoya. As I look around, I begin to lift up piles of paperwork and peering into pockets. A small curse leaving my lips as I notice there's a locked drawer on the dress. Narrowing my eyes, probably knowing that that's where it could be, I grab a hair pin from my nightstand and jam it into the lock before wiggling it around and waiting for it to click open. A small giggle leaving my lips as I open the drawer with ease.

Jackpot!

Rummaging through the drawer, I manage to pull out my phone and sigh in relief as it's still got battery. Without a second thought, I unlock it and scroll through my contacts before calling Haruhi. Hoping and praying that she answers before Kyoya comes back in. After two more dials, she picks up and her voice sends waves of relief through me.

"Hey Haruhi,"...

"(Y/n)? Are you okay? What's going on?"...

"I'm going to need you to do something for me,"...