This is a request by katcalls

Could you do a Kyoya x Dom!Male!Haruhi? Where suddenly she's a he and he wants Kyoya to be his no matter what? Like forced love?

Note : Sexual content included!

Enjoy
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Kyoya's POV

Rolling my eyes softly, I arch a brow toward the short, short haired brunette winking my direction as he sits on one of the couches, a girl under his left arm and another girl under his right arm. His large brown orbs eyeing me up and down, playfully sending a kiss my way before looking to one of the women under his arms, saying a flirty one liner causing them to gush and fan themselves. Plates of fancy tuna line up in front of him, his eyes instantly lighting up with hunger as he begins to devour them, the girls beside him giggling and tucking into some themselves.

Chuckling softly, I look back down at my clipboard, recording down recent payments the host club has withdrawn today, sighing internally as the budget slowly dwindles away.

The brown haired boy eyeing me was a newcomer. One of the newest additions to the Host Club, fulfilling the roll of the 'bad boy' type or 'dominating' type. He joined Ouran Academy through a scholarship, being one of the smartest students (besides Honey and I) within the Host Club. Although he had dashingly good looks, an incredible smile with a gleaming set of teeth to pair up with, a dominating personality that would make anyone keel to his desires, he was rather common. He was one of the poorer students, only being here due to the scholarship.

The only reason he's part of the Host Club is because he owes the Club a large sum of money, not that he cares, he was rather, at first, reluctant to join, telling us how he could easily just leave the school and basically vanish from the face of the earth but something, I don't know what, changed his mind.

Not that I'm complaining, as he is a valuable asset to the club. However, his personality is, how you say, too much for some people (like me). At first, he came off rather neutral, not really having any standing out personality traits that could catch anyone's eye. Although, once he got comfortable, his whole persona changed. He became cocky, flirtatious, domineering, perverted and overall annoying, especially to me.

Girls adored it, wanting to ride on their sinful motorbike with him, fangirling at his boisterous behaviour. I never understood why. Maybe, it was because every girl had a hidden desire for a boy considered to be on the 'wrong side of the tracks' to ravish them.

Shrugging it off, I head to the table where stacks of magazines and doujinshi lay. Each pile representing each host. Photoshopped pictures of the twins among a bed of roses, holding each other dearly. A picture of Tamaki holding a rose to the camera, a wink painted across his face with a gentle smile. A picture with Honey surrounded by dozens of cakes, a cute smile dancing across his lips. A shoot of Mori, with Honey in his arms, looking at the smaller boy with care in his eyes. A picture of Haruhi, slightly shirtless, the hem of his shirt in his teeth as he smirks at the camera, really going for the bad boy persona.

Some girls often requested some magazines with certain couples in it, mainly Tamaki and I or Haruhi and I. God knows why girls loved them, however I couldn't complain, this raked in extra cash!

Girls instantly flocked the table, desperately snatching a copy off the desk, paying me a wad of bills before squealing in delight as they possess such lewd pictures of the boys they fantasised and pine for. Sending each girl an inviting smile as some shyly pick up a copy, flicking through it first before paying for it. However, it died down as quick as it opened, chasing a sigh of relief from my lips as I cash the money into our pot, smiling softly.

Unfortunately, the smile turns sour as two strong arms wrap around my waist, a head resting on my shoulder as it looks at the leftover magazines calling out for someone to buy them. I could tell it was Haruhi instantly, the musky smell of his cologne hitting my nose, the strong hands that laid on my stomach, the brown hair that tickled my neck.

"Do we have any left that are on you?" He asks sending a smirk my way, "I'll pay triple the price,"
"You can't even afford half the original price," I reply rolling my eyes, slapping his hands making him recoil with a whine, "They're not for you anyway, they're for the clients,"
"Kyoya - Senpai," he whines softly, sticking out his bottom lip, "But I want to have a doujinshi of you, pretty please,"
"When you can afford it," I reply bluntly, slapping his hands as he feebly attempts to wrap his arms around my waist again, "I'm not interested, Haruhi, no matter how many times you preen,"

A smirk plays on my lips as I turn on my heels, knowing he's looking like a hurt puppy. Ever since he laid eyes on me, he's been nothing but a flirtatious pervert. Trying to dominate me. Whenever I was alone, minding my own business, he'd come up behind me, wrap his arms around my waist and cuddle me from behind, sometimes whisper in my ear one of his pickup lines that do not work on me. From time to time, he'd hint about having a relationship with me, telling me about how he'd treat me and how we'd make an amazing couple. I don't see it.

To be honest, it surprised me when we all found out he was gay. I tried not falling for the guy because he was too hot to be gay yet too playful to be straight... a confusing guy, I must admit.

Sure, from time to time, I imagined what it would be like to be the submissive little kitten to his dominating demeanour. Who doesn't? I always pictured his arms around my waist but they'd slowly go lower by the second, hinting at something. Imaging how rough his kisses could be. Drooling over the fact that he has a prominent six pack that sometimes pushes through his shirt.

However, I've been told that it's not wise to sleep with your celebrity or fantasised crush, due to the fact that more often than not, it's not as amazing as you first thought it could be.

But, I've always been hesitant about dating people, I don't single people out, I'm just really worried about letting someone that close to me. Tamaki, by force mainly, managed to break down my walls, both of us building a strong foundation of friendship between us. He, of all people, knew how being in a committing relationship freaked me out.

Seeing all these news stories about affairs, domestic violence, mental abuse, cheaters and fights between couples scaremongering me away from even thinking about having a boyfriend. So I play hard to get.

Especially when it comes to Haruhi.

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A gasp releases from my lips as a bouquet of roses drops to my feet as I open my locker, a pink envelope holding a card peeking out from under my exercise books. Sighing with a small smile of my face, I kneel down, scooping the bouquet up in my arms, rolling my eyes chuckling as I pull the envelope from among my book. As I grab my clipboard, I shut my locker, heading toward the Host Club room, dreading the day ahead.

Today, unfortunately, was Valentine's Day, the day of celebrating your love for your significant other or admitting your love for the person that just made your heart go into lockdown. The Host Club took this celebration very seriously, having a certain theme for the occasion. It was a Roman God theme (due to the Valentine celebration dating back til then), where Tamaki was, of course, dressed up as Jupiter (the King of Gods), Honey dressed as Cupid with Mori being Neptune, the Twins (Hikaru being Mars and Kaoru being Saturn) and, newcomer, Haruhi, was deemed Pluto as I had taken the role of Apollo. Practically we were all in togas, that's the whole gist.

Opening the door, I groan at the sight of Haruhi in a toga, his six pack prominent showing off, his supple chest sticking out. He was gorgeous, especially with a crown around his head. Blushing softly, I avoid eye contact with him as I place the roses in a vase, placing them on a centrepiece with a small smile.

"I see you got my present," Haruhi speaks out wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me into his half naked body, my heart screaming, "I thought you'd like the roses,"
"They were from you?" I ask looking toward him, a smirk across his lips, "So the card is as well, I'm guessing,"
"Of course," he replies kissing behind my ear, "Anything for my Kyoya - Kun,"
"I'm not your boyfriend, Haruhi," I groan, flicking his hand making him pull away with a pout, "Thank you for the flowers but I'm not interested,"
"And your face tells me otherwise," He points out, poking my crimson cheek, "You love me, you just won't admit it,"

Rolling my eyes, I pull away from him, heading to the changing room, dressing into a deep blue toga groaning softly as I walk out to Haruhi catcalling me. I couldn't stop myself from flushing with embarrassment as Haruhi grabs my wrist, pulling me into his arms as girls flood in squeaking at the sight, jumping up and down in excitement. Flustered, I look toward Haruhi, going a deep shade of red as he presses a soft kiss to my neck, the girls around us beginning to shake each other, gushing at the scene.

"H - Haruhi," I stutter, whining as he slides his hand down my toga, ignoring the fainting girls, "What are you doing?"
"Well, Kyoya - kun," he huskily replies, biting my ear, "I'm making a statement,"
"What statement?" I ask gasping as he squeezes my ass, "Hey! Let go!"
"That you're mine," he simply replies pressing a kiss to my forehead, "So, Kyoya - Kun, wanna be my boyfriend?"
"W - what?" I stutter pulling away from him

The world suddenly froze. Haruhi, continuing with his flirty antics, finally mustered up the courage to ask me out? My eyes widen, a small gasp leaving my lips as he smiles my way. Every girl in the room leaning forward, anticipating my response. The other hosts smirking my way, knowing how desperate Haruhi was about dating me and knowing how I liked him back but couldn't admit to it...

Suddenly, I felt everything closing in on me. Everyone's eyes staring down upon me. I couldn't exactly say no! If I did, it would start a whole uproar with everyone. Then again, the same would happen if I said yes...

"So, what do you say Kyoya - Kun?" He asks wrapping his arm around my waist, "Will you be my boyfriend?"
"I... uh," I think, looking up at him with a red face, "I guess, sure, I'll be your boyfriend,"
"Great," he purrs pressing a kiss to my crown

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A loud crash forces me awake, pushing me to sit bolt upright with a yell as I desperately look around, desperate to see what was going on. Had someone broke in? Steadying my breath, my hand on my chest, I slowly pull on the chord that turns my lamp on, wincing as the harsh light immediately contrasts with the darkness, my eyes twitching in pain as they adjust. Slowly, staying within the confines of my bed, I look around, checking to see if anything had been misplaced or moved about, hopefully trying to find an answer to my desperate question.

Suddenly, a chill shoots down my spine, directing my attention toward one of the windows which was pushed wide open, the clasp smashed in. Fear grips my heart tightly as I look around, someone or something had broken into my room. Tightly, I grip my sheets as I slowly edge toward my window, pushing it shut, ignoring the smashed clasp. The air, cold and cruel, pushes itself under my sheets, chasing a shiver from my body as I edge back toward the bed, only to have a strong arm wrap around my waist chasing a scream from my lips only for it to be hushed with a hand slapped onto my mouth. Instantly, I begin to thrash in the strangers grip, trying desperately to wriggle myself free, only to squeak as his grip turns into iron, pushing the sheet off my body.

Panting into the hand holding me hostage, I slowly turn my head to the side, staring toward my captor before groaning as I realise who it is, my eyes slowly widening. It was Haruhi. The boy who practically forced himself and I into a relationship. A playful smirking dancing across his lips as he presses soft kisses down my neck, groaning as he pushes his hips up against my ass, biting his lip.

Was he insane?

"Sh, Kyoya - Kun," A husky voice slices the air as my captor, slowly releases his grip from my lips, "I'm not gonna hurt you,"
"You broke into my bedroom," I hiss struggling, groaning as he tightens his grip again, "What are you doing, Haruhi?"
"I missed you, Kyoya - Kun," he purrs, his hand sliding down my chest
"So you decided to trespass?" I growl softly glaring at him, "You couldn't wait til tomorrow? When we have school?"
"I can't touch you how I want to at school," he whines, kissing my cheek, "I can come and see my boyfriend whenever I want to,"

The term 'boyfriend' obviously meant something different to him and I. It, obviously, meant that he could trespass onto my estate, forcing himself into any room he pleases, an invitation to wake me up in the middle of the night (when I don't usually sleep much anyway) to partake in some crazy game of his.

Internally sighing, I spare a glance toward Haruhi, a small blush crawling upon my cheeks, watching as his hands slowly slide up my nightshirt, drawing patterns with the pads of his fingers. His brown eyes drinking up my reaction as he presses a soft kiss to the back of my neck.

"You don't love me, do you?" He ponders, gently nipping at my skin between his nails chasing a gasp from my lips, "You're pushing me away, even when I'm showing you love,"
"I... I," I choke out as he sucks at my neck, one of his hands sliding into my trousers, palming me through my boxers, "Haruhi, please,"
"Answer me, Kyoya - Senpai," He purrs gripping my clothed member tightly chasing a mewl from my lips as I struggle, "Tell me what you want,"
"I want you," I mewl out, arching my back as he chuckles deeply, leaving a love bite at my neck, "Please, Haruhi, I do love you..."
"Then why don't you show it?" He asks, ripping my nightshirt off, buttons flying everywhere, shattering to the floor like rain hitting a window, his hands feeling my chest, "You make me so sad when you treat me so badly,"
"I'm sorry," I whine turning around in his grasp wrapping my arms around his  neck, leaning my head to the side as he bites into my shoulder, leaving a deep mark as I moan, "I do love you, I'll show you I do,"

Haruhi chuckles softly, pulling away from my neck as he looks down at me, he wasn't ridiculously taller than me, just an inch or two. He arches a brow while wrapping his arms around my waist, grasping my ass in his hands as I pull his lips on my own, sealing my first kiss. He chuckles within our kiss, massaging my ass as I lick his lips, moaning into his wet cavern as he opens his lips forcing his tongue in my mouth pulling me into the bed, his back hitting the mattress with a groan. Panting softly, I straddle his hips as he sits up, pulling away from our kiss with a smirk.

Panting softly, flustered from the intensity of the kiss, I blush as Kyoya pulls my pyjama trousers from my legs, chucking them to the floor with a chuckle at my red face. He slides his own trousers off, discarding his shirt of from his top half, smirking toward me as I slide my hands up his chest, marvelling at his six pack. Slowly, I slide to the floor, pulling his boxers off his groin as I look up at him, blushing as I shyly lick at the tip. He nods, biting his lip as I slowly push my mouth further down his cock. I tighten my lips around the appendage, I hollow my cheek and begin sliding my lips up and down his cock. Wrapping my tongue, or trying to anyway, around his member, softly moaning onto it chasing a groan from him. His hand shoots to my head, grasping a fistful of my black locks as he begins to buck into my mouth, forcing his member down the throat chasing small gags up from time to time.

Panting, he pulls my lips away from his cock, chuckling as I lick up the precum. He lifts me up, sliding my boxers off my legs as he slips a condom onto his wet member, smirking up at me. A small, tired smile dances across my lips as he pushes into me, a loud moan escapes my lips as he buries himself deep inside, a satisfying smile playing on his lips as he presses soft kisses to my neck, his hands gripping my ass as he bucks his hips into mine. Arching my back, I push my chest into his as I moan out his name, scratching his back, scrunching my eyes up in pleasure.

"You're so beautiful," he moans out, bucking his hips harder into mine, groaning as I clench around him, "You're all mine, you got that, you're all mine,"
"Oh Haruhi," I moan out, digging my nails into his shoulder blades, "Yes, I'm yours, oh god,"

Groaning loudly, I arch my back, panting as one of his hands wraps around my member, beginning to pump it. His own member digging deep into my walls, abusing my prostrate. I couldn't control myself. I was under some sort of spell. Instantly, I choke out a moan as I shoot my load into his hand without warning, arching my back, digging my nails into his arms as I pant. Groaning softly, I look back at Haruhi with lidded eyes as he thrusts into me one last time before releasing his seed into the barrier.

Panting, he pulls out, sighing happily as he chucks the full condom in the bin next to my bedside table. He pulls my bedsheet from the floor and covers us with it, laying us down, being the larger spoon. Smiling softly, I snuggle into his chest, blushing at the tender kiss he places on my forehead.

"You're all mine, baby"...

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Note : I'm so sorry I haven't done it sooner as I've been on a long hiatus and you've probably forgotten about it but I hope you love it regardless