You pull out an air pod. Before even getting a chance to look up at the hosts to get an inkling of who it might be, the twins push you into the closet, shutting the lights off. You pout slightly, but wait for your mystery host. You've always been attracted to the host club, you just never acted like the crazy fangirl classmates you have. Because of that, the hosts took you in as their friend, and you've hit it off with them ever since. All of them had fun quirks and traits, and the fact they wanted to play this game made you all giddy inside.

As the door knob clicks with a turn, you turn quickly, remembering your rule changes. One good thing about you, is you always had a confident streak, even if you were bluffing it. The host slips through the door and closes it, and you waste no time. You move blindly in the dark, your hands outstretched until you touch a firm chest. The host sucks in a breath, backing up into the door.

You trace your hands up his chest to his shoulders. Tracing your fingers up his neck into his hair you realize he was taller than you, but not by much. You could tell your faces were inches apart, as you could feel his minty breath on your face. You nuzzle into the boy's neck, breathing in his musky scent. Playing with his hair, you feel his hands go to your waist, gripping firmly, his thumbs rubbing the soft skin of your stomach.

Pulling away slightly you look into the darkness, wondering who it might be. "One of the twins..?" You ask in a whisper, and in response, his hands squeeze your waist a bit tighter. His head bows slightly and goes for your neck, softly nipping.

You gasp softly, your arms coming back to his chest and feeling up and down. Feeling buttons, you begin at his throat, unbuttoning his shirt, feeling his silky smooth skin as his shirt slips off his shoulders. His hands begin to wander, one going lower, grasping one of your buttcheeks, the other sliding up the back of your shirt, finding the clasp of your bra.

"You're pretty straight forward.." You mumble softly, letting out a quiet moan as he moves up your neck to your jawline. "Is it Hikaru?"

He moves to your lips, brushing against them as he speaks. "That's right Y/N~" He whispers huskily, unclipping your bra and gently pushing you back, easing you down so you're sitting on one of the benches. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." Hikaru says, kneeling in front of you, grabbing the hem of your shirt.

Obliging, you take your shirt off, the bra slipping off your arms. He leans forward and latches onto one of your nipples, making you gasp in surprise. One hand was gripping your hip, the other playing with your free breast. Your hands find their way back to his hair, and you're softly tugging, tilting your head back against the wall.

After giving attention to both breasts, Hikaru begins to travel south, kissing your stomach down to your waist. His hands follow, grabbing the waist of your shorts he tugs gently. You can sense him looking up at you for permission. Slowly, you lift slightly, and he begins sliding your shorts and panties down. His hot breath on your womanhood makes you shudder.

"God, Y/N..." He murmurs, nipping at your inner thigh. "I don't think I could get enough of you.."

"H-hikaru.." You whisper his name, your voice feathery. "Y-you've done this before.. Haven't you?" You gasp somewhat loudly as he licks your womanhood in response. One of his hands reaches up, caressing your face, his thumb going over your lips to shush you as he begins licking and sucking. Your legs spread further apart as you grab his shoulder, your nails digging into his porcelain skin.

He flicks his tongue over your clit, making you moan loudly. His hand covers your mouth as he continues to devour you, pushing you to the edge. His free hand was tightly gripping your thigh, holding you in place as you came, your loud moan muffled by his hand.

He kisses his way back up your body, and kisses you for the first time, his tongue delving in your mouth, taking dominance. Your body trembles slightly as he kisses you hungirly, gripping your face with both of his hands.

Before you know it, there's a loud knock at the door.

"Two minute warning you two." Kyoya's voice says from the door, making the two of you pull away.

"You better get dressed, sweet Y/N." Hikaru whispers, kissing your cheek as you pant softly.

Groping in the darkness, you find your clothes and hastily put them back on, as Hikaru finds his shirt and begins doing the buttons. You move close to him once more, and help with the last few buttons in the dark, looking up at him.

"You, Hikaru, are a very naughty boy." You whisper, and he chuckles quietly, kissing your forehead.

"I gotta make sure you won't forget me, since I was the first one chosen." He says cheekily, as the door opens and light floods in.

You both walk out of the closet, and see the hosts eyeing Hikaru suspiciously, as he smirks and falls into a bean bag. You're sure your face is flushed, but keep a straight face.

"Okay Y/N-Chan pick again, pick again!" Huni says excitedly, pushing the hat back into your hands.

You blow out a breath and reach your hand back into the hat...