Title: Thy Brother: Protective
Pairing: Junjou Romantica
Rating: M
Submission 4 of Shipping Week.
~~ Thy Brother: Protective ~~
"Come here," Akihiko orders softly, gesturing towards Misaki. The young boy stares at him, a pink tinge to his cheeks.
"I'm not a dog," he grumbles. Despite his words, he walks over, blushing a bright red when his lover pulls him onto his lap.
"You're right," Akihiko says, smirking. "You're not a dog, but you are my dog. My loyal saint Bernard…"
"I hate you," Misaki tells him, glaring. Akihiko merely laughs, the sound reminiscent of bells.
"In that case, we should have hate sex, don't you think?" the older man asks slyly, swiftly pushing Misaki down onto the couch. The younger man twists in his grip, struggling to get away.
"Stupid rabbit!" he screams. Akihiko grins and leans down to press a kiss against his lips, practically dancing away when the teen attempts to bite him.
"None of that," he purrs, leaning down to trail kisses down Misaki's jaw. The boy moans, throwing his head back in pleasurable abandon. Above him, Akihiko begins to make small nips and bites at the younger boy's neck, relishing in the whines the other makes unconsciously.
"Beautiful," he mumbles, reaching down to tweak a nipple. "Absolutely breathtaking."
Misaki blushes and opens his mouth.
"Idi-"
A door slams open, a yelp sounds, and both men suddenly pause, their eyes trained on a gawking Takahiro.
"Shit," Usagi curses quietly. From the look on Takahiro's face, he was quite right.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Takahiro hisses, glaring at Akihiko. Said man isn't looking at him, though. Instead, his eyes are trained on the cup of hot tea in his hand. Slowly, he brings the cup to his lips, taking a long sip. Once his frazzled nerves have been soothed, he looks at Takahiro and smiles.
"Nothing," he tells the other man. "Misaki is a fully consenting adult and-"
"He's a child!" Takahiro bursts out, his eyebrow twitching in anger.
"He is," Akihiko concedes. "In the sense that he can't vote yet, that is."
Misaki's brother merely stares at him, his eyes wide in disbelief.
"I thought I could trust you," he whispers brokenly. "You were my best friend - the one person in the world that I could trust besides Manami. Now, though? Why should I trust you after you raped my brother?"
Misaki, who had been previously silent, perked up at this.
"He hasn't raped me, ni-chan," he tells the other. "I wanted it each and every time we did anything. Don't blame Usagi-san for my mistakes, alright?"
He looks to the floor in shame, not wanting to see the disappointment that was sure to be in his brother's eyes. Moments pass by in silence.
"Get your things," Takahiro eventually orders. "We're leaving."
Misaki, knowing not to anger his brother, hurries to do just that, sparing Akihiko an apologetic glance on his way up the stairs.
"Look, I'm sorry," Akihiko says sincerely. "You can blame me all you want, but take care of him, alright? He's a good kid."
Takahiro stares at him intensely.
"Do you love him?" he questions. Akihiko nods - no hesitation to be found.
"With all my heart," he vows. Takahiro nods absently.
"I'm not letting him stay here," he announces, "but I won't ban you from the house. You can court formally until then."
Akihiko nods dumbly, his eyes wide with shock. Sending the other man a thin smile, Takahiro moves to head up the stairs. However, he stops at the top.
"Don't think I'm doing this for you," he says quietly. "This is the first time I've seen Misaki so happy. Don't screw it up."
That said, he heads upstairs, leaving a gaping Akihiko behind.
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