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Usagi x Misaki
Writer's Block
Misaki POV
The Great Lord Usami Akihiko...is incapable of meeting deadlines...
"Usagi-san! Wake up! You need to finish writing your book by...yesterday! Aikawa-san told me so! What was this one about, anyway?"
Wait...could it be...
"I can't...I'm so stuck...I think I have writer's block~..." Usagi mumbled. "Maybe you could...inspire me a little...?"
"What?"
Realization kicks in. It was a Boy's Love novel. I run for the kitchen.
"I think...I'll go make some breakfast...ahahahah..."
I start getting eggs out of the fridge, and set them down on the counter. I think I'll make an omelette...
As if on cue, I hear the low voice close to my ear.
"Misaki..."
"Ah! Jeez, Usagi-san, you scared me!"
"I did, did I? Hmm…"
I felt the familiar arms wrap around me. I didn't even notice him sneak up on me. He's so stealthy! Maybe like a ninja, even….
"Ah! Usagi-san, you're a ninja…!"
"What?"
"Ah...nothing…"
His arms reached up my shirt and his hands started playing with my nipples. Each time he tweaked and stroked in different places, it felt better. I was in pure ecstasy. Usagi-san was so good at this...even though he had done it many times before, the feeling felt more like heaven each time.
He grabbed me, and made me sit on his lap on the couch that we sat on times before.
Is it okay for a human to be so in love? I almost shivered, but I held it in. I can't let him know that I was actually enjoying this.
"Stop it, Usagi-san! I don't want to~aah! I can't-"
I always find myself in the same position. I feel his breath on my neck, and melt on the inside. I just get swept away by the constant pleasure this man gives me.
"Why do you always resist me? I know you like it~"
"S-Stop-"
"Why?"
He knows I can't answer that question. There is no good reply. I always get too lost in what I'm feeling. I can barely ever hold back anymore.
I gasped as his hand sank lower. It was now hovering above my abdomen. He left a soft trail of kisses along my neck, and his hand lifted the fabric on the rim of my pants. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his other hand reach over and swiftly flick the fabric of my jeans off the button and slowly undid my zipper until my underwear was showing. He bit lightly bit down on my neck as his hand swooped under my boxers. My breath hitched.
"A-ah...U-usagi-san…"
"Misaki...I love you…"
I paused after my next intake of breath.
"I...love you, too, Usagi-san…ah~!"
I felt something hardening under me. I instantly figured out what it was. My teeth clenched as Usagi-san expertly wrapped his arms around me and flipped me onto his back. I knew what was coming next.
"Usagi-san, put me down!"
"No."
He walked up the stairs and into his room, then dropped me onto the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt his skin against mine. That special contact was all I needed. Nothing else could satisfy me as much as this rabbit of a man.
"Open your eyes."
I tentatively opened them, only to see Usagi-san's eyes only and inch away. I turned my head on instinct. Usagi-san's cold hand traced it's way up from right above my waist to the tip of my chin. I would always be connected to this man in one way. From his touch, to the obsessive attitude he always has, to the way he always flusters me with just three special words.
"I love you."
Every time I hear that phrase, I fall harder and harder. The way he makes the phrase deeper and deeper by whispering it in my ear with his masculine voice crushes my heart. How many pieces will it be shattered into before he cracks my soul open and all of my feelings come flooding out?
He took his shirt off in one swift movement, and then lifted my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor next to Usagi-san's bed.
He stripped me of all my other clothes before I knew it. I turned my head again.
"L-let go, Usagi-san…"
"Impossible. I'll never let go of you."
His hands played with my tip as his lips crashed down on mine again. His lips let go of mine and traced all my curves and crevices downwards to my crotch. God, I feel so vulnerable.
"A-ah~"
I saw his head start bobbing up and down. I couldn't hold back my moans, and my lust was only growing.
I lowered my hands down to his hair, and held on. Touching his silky hair only made the experience more enjoyable. He swirled his tongue around the base and the tip several times as he was still bobbing his head.
"U-usagi-sa-unh~"
Usagi-san abruptly stopped. I looked down. He looked back up at me.
What?
Usagi smirked as he thrust his middle finger into my butthole.
Cocky bastar-ah-AH~!
I take a breath inwards. My mixed emotions are beginning to show.
In and out, in and out, in and out…
"Misaki…"
He slid a second finger in. I couldn't even focus on which one it was, because the preparation was excruciating but at the same time exhilarating.
Usagi-san started to scissor and stretch me further. It felt like I was being torn apart, bit by bit, by the skillful way he touched me. I felt something hot sliding down the side of my face. I lifted my arm, and felt it. Water.
I was...crying?
Dammit! I love you too much...Usagi-san…
His third finger went in. He stretched as far as I could go, and more tears fell. The salty liquid met his other arm, and he looked up again.
"Mi...saki...I...will always love you…and only you...for as long as I live…"
I couldn't stop now. They were flowing out, one after another.
"Usagi-san…"
"Yes…?"
I break.
"I love you...I love you...I love you...I love you...I'm so desperately in love with you...I can't help crying...I can't stop the flood...of my feelings trying to reach you…"
I'm broken.
I felt an absence in my lower area. I felt empty for the few seconds that his fingers went missing and stopped the movement inside of me.
After this, I felt his lips against mine once again. I opened my mouth, and felt my lover's tongue explore where I would never let anyone else get near to. Our tongues intertwined. I felt Usagi-san press up against my entrance.
"A-ah…!"
He entered me.
Usagi-san was all the way inside of me.
"Thank you, Misaki...the way you confessed to me turned me on even more...unh...ah…you're...so tight..."
He inserted his tongue back into my mouth and wrestled even more furiously than before with my own.
He started moving. I could him getting closer and closer to my special safe haven, where no one but him was allowed to touch.
Usagi-san hit my prostate.
"A-A-AHH~USAGI-SAAAN~!"
"Understood."
He hit me there over and over. I thought it would never stop. I didn't want it to. This was one of the ways he expressed his love for me. I couldn't comprehend what he was saying anymore. I was lost in his touch. At some point, my tears had stopped. I hadn't noticed between the pleasure and the pain. I don't remember anymore.
All I could could remember was his name and that I loved him. That I could love no one else.
"I-I'M...AH~"
"Together."
He sped up.
So...fast...unh...ah...no...I can't…
My back arched as I felt myself coming. Usagi-san came soon after. He rode out our orgasms until we were both dry.
He gave me one more chaste kiss before falling asleep.
He mumbled, "I love you...Misaki…"
"I love you, too...Usagi-san…"
I woke up in an apartment building.
"Where...am I?"
Usagi-san walked into my room to check on me.
"America."
"...WHAAAT?! WHY?!"
"Misaki."
"W-What…?"
He got down onto one knee.
"Will you… marry me, Misaki?"
He held out a pure golden ring in a black case.
I felt my eyes start to water.
Oh, yeah...they made gay marriage legal in America…
"I'm...so happy...yes, Usagi-san! GOD, YES!"
I fell over into his arms and kissed him the hardest I could. He was crying, too…
Did I really make him that happy?
"I love you, Misaki."
"I love you, Baka Usagi."
A/N: Sooo cuuute...gimme suggestions for other pairings please! I'll mention you in the fanfiction if you give me your username!