Sorry I haven't wrote chapter 6 of my other story and this was just a quick one as my computers broken and I just had the idea. Chapter 6 will be done soon don't worry.

Misaki peered over at his lover for the fifth time and as he expected Usagi was still staring at him. Misaki blinked his eyes away from Usagi's taking another piece of lemon chicken onto his chop stick and placing it into his mouth. Chewing into the chicken and releasing the fresh lemon wrapped inside. One of the best dishes Misaki had made in a while and Usagi wasn't touching it. He wanted to get up and feed his lover the meal he'd gone out his way to make but Usagi would get enjoyment out of that. Misaki peered over yet again.

'Dam it, why doesn't he do something worth his time?'

'It's yummy'

Misaki looked up at Usagi who was smiling devilishly at his lover.

'How would you know? You haven't touched the food'

'I wasn't talking about the food'

'Then what were you talking about' Misaki said still eating the chicken he'd so wishfully made.

Usagi laughed to himself. Misaki knew exactly what he meant, he wasn't quite happy about it either. Since when is he referred to as an 'it'.
Misaki swallowed his last piece of chicken and again looked at Usagi, his eyes rolled down to his full plate. He tried his hardest to look really disappointed, he even frowned slightly to make Usagi think he was mad at him.

And in fact a few moments later Usagi was eating away, Misaki obviously stayed with him while he ate. A smile grew on his face as his lover began eating extremely fast.

'Must be really good'

After they'd finished Misaki stood up and gathered their plates, carried them over to the sink and began running the hot water tap. Misaki picked up his cup and began scrubbing he struggled though as he didn't want to break it. Plus he'd never really been shown how to wash these types of cups it was always small glasses. He felt a breath on his neck as he continued to scrub the cup clean and the cold hand of his lover wrapped round his waist. Misaki frowned and completely ignored him.

'Misaki… touch it gently'

Misaki tilted his head slightly and look down into the sink.

'W-what?' A shade of embarrassment flared across his face.

'Touch it gently and put your two fingers in'

Misaki frowned as his face grew redder; he just assumed his lover was talking rubbish again.

'Three… if it's big'

'Shut up Usagi-san' Misaki laughed to himself still not quite sure what his lover was on about.

'Shush… I'm helping you… for tonight'

'T-tonight' Misaki continued washing.

'Yes, so remember touch it gently, put two fingers in three if it's big… make sure it's wet'

Misaki waited he could feel himself getting horned up already but he wouldn't dare let Usagi know that.

'Then rub up and down…'

Misaki jumped away from his lovers arms and opened his mouth showing his teeth.

'Usagi-san, shut up you perverted bastard!'

Usagi smiled turning of the tap and slyly moving closer to Misaki.

'Tonight Misaki tonight at dinner remember… that's the way you wash a cup'