After Misaki left, Usagi wasn't the same. He didn't seem to respond to anything, not even his favorite things. It had only been a week and Seiji was tired of seeing the usually energetic, although somewhat lazy, writer become so depressed. He walked towards the couch where Usagi was laying, hugging Suzuki-San.
"Usagi-san, maybe you should do some work, it might help you take your mind off of things." he suggested, but Usagi just shrugged his shoulders in response. Seiji sighed, there wasn't much that would persuade the author into moving unless Misaki was here.
Seiji's attention was torn away when the phone rang. Answering it, he smiled as he heard Misaki on the other end. Usagi bolted up, surprising him, but he handed him the phone anyway. Seiji watched as Usagi's smile turned into his usual serious face, his eyes losing their shine and taking on a dull tone.
As he hung the phone up, he went down and sat down on the couch again. Seiji was puzzled, why wasn't he happy? Wasn't talking with Misaki a good distraction for him?
Usagi looked up at him with sad eyes, shaking his head.
"Misaki's not coming back..He's staying with his brother."
Seiji's eyes widened, Misaki wasn't coming back? No wonder the author was upset. He tried once more to cheer him up, even though it would probably earn him a glare.
"Well...It's better to have known him for such a long time rather than not at all...right?" he asked and his thinking was correct, another steely glare was cast his way.
Usagi turned back to his computer that was on the table, the manuscript up on the screen.
"So...you want me to finish my novel, right?" he asked and Seiji nodded.
"It'd be better to get it done early than have your editor harassing you about it..." Usagi-san stood up, advancing towards him. Seiji looked at him curiously then gasped as he was suddenly slammed into the nearby wall. Usagi's hand pinned both of his to the wall, while he got closer to his face.
"Then you won't have a problem being my inspiration, now will you?" He asked. Seiji protested and tried to move away from Usagi but he couldn't move at all due to the hold Usagi had on him.
"U-Usagi-san..." Seiji mumbled, his face turning red from how close the elder was to him. Usagi's free hand slid under his t-shirt, tracing sensitive trails across his chest.
"You're just like Misaki..." Usagi observed, crashing his lips onto Seiji's.
Seiji's mind was spinning, Usagi, the man who he had admired, and later developed an interest in, was actually kissing him!
They had to break away eventually due to the lack of air. Usagi cupped his face within his hands, smiling softly at him.
"Was that enough i-inspiration, Usagi-san?" Seiji asked and Usagi gave another smirk.
"Nowhere near enough." With that, he dived in, attacking Seiji's neck with bites and kisses. Seiji was biting his own lip, trying not to give too much of a reaction. When Usagi saw this, he grabbed Seiji's wrist, pulling him towards his room. When they reached it, Usagi stalked towards him, reminding Seiji a bit of a lion stalking its prey.
Seiji fell back onto the bed, crawling backwards into the center. Usagi stared seductively at him, unbuttoning his shirt and letting it fall to the floor. He crawled over Seiji, straddling him, and pressing another kiss to his lips. He tugged the younger man's t-shirt off, giving a satisfied smirk as the skin hidden under was revealed.
Seiji was watching Usagi closely, shivering as he traced his lips across his chest.
"Why don't you talk, Seiji? I know you're dying to speak..." Usagi said, nipping his skin.
"U-Usagi-san...!" Seiji cried as Usagi delivered another bite to his waist, tugging on his jeans.
"Hm?" he asked, looking up. Violet eyes looked lovingly into Seiji's green ones, conveying many emotions with just a single glance.
"Q-Quit teasing me!" Seiji forced out, blushing as the other looked up at him with an amused look.
Usagi chuckled. "You are so adorable, Seiji-kun..." Seiji tried to give a glare at this statement but it wasn't easy as he thought it would be. Heat was coursing through his body, and it was only getting worse with every movement that Usagi made.
After a bit, they rid themselves of the rest of their clothes. Usagi tenderly held Seiji in his arms, giving him a kind look, asking him for permission. Seiji nodded and Usagi smiled, leaning down and pressing his lips to Seiji's in a passionate, love filled kiss. Keeping Seiji distracted with his kissing, he slid inside of him, holding back a groan.
Seiji panted slightly from the kiss, his eyes focused on Usagi. He gave him a short nod, and Usagi pulled out, slamming into him again. Seiji let out a scream, the pleasure coursing in electric streams through every fiber of his being. Soon, they moaned each others names, releasing at the same time.
As his new lover slowly began to fall asleep, Usagi pressed a kiss to his temple, pulling him close and falling asleep as well.
…...
Seiji sat up, looking at the sunlight filled room. Slipping out of bed, he dressed and went out to the living room.
Usagi was just sending the finished product of his manuscript to his editor when he heard a small murmur of his name. Looking over, he saw Seiji, his hair messy and him rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"What do you want for breakfast, Usagi-san?" he asked, a sleepy undertone still present in his voice.
Usagi finished sending the manuscript and closed his computer. Getting up, he walked over to Seiji, pulling him into his arms. Holding his chin with his fingers, he smirked.
"Hmm...I think I want some more of you..." Usagi said huskily and Seiji's eyes widened.
"N-No! Relax for a while, baka Usagi!" he yelled, but Usagi pushed him back onto the couch.
"Shut up." Usagi hungrily attacked Seiji's lips, entwining their fingers together.
"Seiji, you won't ever leave me, will you?" he asked and the younger male looked up at him, a loving look in his eyes.
"Never. I promise, Usagi-san."
