A/N: This is a birthday present for one of my fellow obsessed yaoi fangirl friends. It fits in with the theme of 'role reversal' which she's currently interested in, so uh, enjoy I guess. THIS IS THE LAST TIME I'LL ADD TO THIS, YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY! But anyway, enjoy I hope!

For some reason, Misaki was feeling unusually on edge. Although he pretended not to know why he was feeling like this, he knew. Usagi had been out for the past few days. Sure he kept telling himself that he didn't care, but he did care, and it infuriated him. Worst was, he didn't know when to expect Usagi's return. For the last few days, Misaki had not received so much as a text message. So he was understandably upset with Usagi and his current powerlessness. He sighed to himself in exasperation and made his way to his room. It may have been early, but Misaki was bored and didn't really have anything to do. He certainly couldn't focus on schoolwork since his mind was focussed on being angry with his tutor.

Just as the student finished changing into his pajamas, he heard a click at the door which caused Misaki to seize up instantly. A sensation akin to electrical current coursed through his body. Instinctively he left his room to see who had entered, even if he already knew who it was.

Usagi was indeed at the door, looking drained. Though, he seemed to perk up slightly when he caught sight of his uke, already dressed for bed. "Good evening Misaki." The tired tutor said in his usually sleazy voice. He started making his way toward the uke, and Misaki wasn't having that. He quickly scuttled back into his room and closed the door behind him. His hear pounded, and he wasn't exactly sure why.

Unsurprisingly, the tutor made his way shamelessly into Misaki's room. The smaller of the two glared at him with an intensely unreadable expression. "Did you miss me?" Usagi asked bluntly, already knowing the answer.

"You!" The student said through gritted teeth, words escaping him. He was both delighted and infuriated at the same time, and had no idea how to properly vent his frustration. As Usagi approached, Misaki dodged the advance and tackled the tutor onto his bed. They both fell face down, with Misaki falling on top of the seme. The smaller of the two suddenly got an idea. "You wait right here." The uke said simply. He then hauled himself off the bed and snatched his scarf off his dresser, then he took a clean pair of socks from his drawer and returned to the bed. He took something else that Usagi couldn't quite see and stuffed it into the sock for later. All the while the tutor watched, a look of intrigue in his eye.

Misaki shook a little, as he was pretty angry and wanted to get revenge for being ignored yet again. "You, strip." He said, his voice wavering only slightly.

The tutor was a little surprised, but not at all put off by the command. So with Misaki pretending to look serious and stern, the tutor began slowly taking off his clothes. It was quite interesting to watch to say the least. The tutor carelessly tossed his clothing to the side and glanced at Misaki as if daring him to do something else. The student took the initiative to make his intention clear. "Face the wall."

"What are you up to?" Usagi said, though his voice was velvety smooth and strangely compliant.

"Don't talk back, just do it!" He commanded.

"Oh?" Usagi did what he was told, just to see where this was going.

The student then shoved one of his clean socks into Usagi's mouth, with surprised the tutor but he still went along with it for some reason. In truth it was kind of exciting to see this side of his normally reluctant uke. "You like that?" Misaki asked finally, unsure if he should proceed or not. Though, Usagi couldn't really say anything with a sock stuffed into his mouth, but he didn't do anything that showed objection. So the smaller continued. He slipped the vibrator and a cloth he could use as a blindfold out of the sock in his hand and readied the scarf. Misaki tired his tutor's hands with the scarf. His hands shook, but he still couldn't help his pulse racing and his member throbbing at the sight of Usagi bound and helpless. He looked at the toy in his hand and swallowed hard out of nervousness. Could he really go through with this? With all of the courage he could muster, he slowly began pressing the machine into his tutor. The older of the two arched and squirmed at the unfamiliar sensation of being taken. Misaki jolted up at his tutor's sudden movement but didn't dare take the toy out. Instead he switched it on and watched with wonder and amusement his usually confident tutor's innocent reactions.

The tutor squired and writhed for a few long seconds before his body became used to the sensations. His movements became less jerky and small moans escaped his throat. Instinctively Misaki looked down at the remote, and clicked it up a notch. Usagi remained relatively motionless even if he was biting hard into the sock in his mouth. Misaki was displeased, and cranked up the intensity.

The vibrations and unusual sensations the tutor felt in his ass caused him to purr and squirm, much to Misaki's mystified delight. The student gave his tutor ass a bold slap. Usagi didn't have much of a reaction, aside from circling his hips as if asking for more. Misaki licked his lips and slapped that ass twice more, wringing some adorable mewls from his tutor. It was such an erotic sight, he thought. Was he this enticing when Usagi did this to him? No wonder Usagi was such a pervert, this was fucking delicious. He pressed his hot erection against Usagi's now red ass, grabbing his tutor's meat. Usagi ground his hips against that marginal pressure wantonly, looking like he was quickly reaching his limit. That was fast, Misaki though, hesitating slightly since he wasn't sure what to do. His mind raced and eventually settled on acting fast to delay the climax.

With Usagi nearing his climax, Misaki hastily hauled the toy out. He paused for a few seconds to consider what he was about to do. But he didn't give any warning as he pressed himself in. He could feel his tutor tighten around him, and he exhaled as he buried himself to the hilt. "Haa, Usagi-san?" The smaller said, wondering if he was moving too fast. Though, with a sock stuffed into his mouth and his hands tied, there really wasn't a lot Usagi could do to signal discomfort. At the very least, Misaki interpreted Usagi's lack of movement as his way of saying 'proceed,' so he took this as his cue to start moving.

His technique was a little unrefined, being his first time in this position. Though, he found his rhythm and moved with his tutor's body. The tutor pressed back against him, giving him the confidence to be a little rougher. His pace was a little erratic and Usagi was pressing back, purring and moaning and sometimes wincing at the treatment. "Usagi-san, haa." Misaki said, realising that he couldn't last much longer. The tutor was already at his limit though, and came into Misaki's sheets. Misaki felt his own climax coming and tried to pull out, but ended up coming partially in Usagi's ass and then partially over his back.

The spent Misaki pulled himself up and sat for a few seconds to catch his breath. Slowly he mustered up the strength to move toward the top of the bed. He untied the scarf, which Usagi may or may not have been able to break out of if he really wanted to, and then removed the sock. "Usagi-san?" He said innocently.

The tutor grabbed the smaller and pulled him into a light kiss. It only lasted a few seconds, and when he parted from his little lover, he said partially snidely, "not bad."

Misaki flinched back, apparently indignant, but didn't say anything. Despite everything, the offhanded compliment of 'not bad' was a huge boost to his ego, and he wondered if this would happen again in the future.