Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Junjou Romantica or any of it's characters. I just play with them:-)

Another day, another pile of chores for Misaki. He didn't normally mind, but today was different. No Usagi-san. It wasn't that he missed him or anything. He didn't. Definitely not. Well, maybe a little. But he just didn't have anything to entertain himself with! When Usagi-san went to these celebrations, he would usually set and watch tv, a luxury for him(thanks to that damn Usagi). But since Usagi had been keeping him a little... distracted lately, his chores had piled up beyond belief.

'Baka Usagi-san, I never catch a break.'

Just then, the shelf he had been dusting collapsed, submerging him within a mountain of dust and literature. He struggled to the top, breathing in a rush of fresh air. As he was reassembling the shelf, his eye caught the title of a book.

"'My Love, My Desire', huh. Sounds stupid."

But as he went to put the book back on the shelf, he couldn't fight the curiosity. He took the book and sat down on the couch, beginning to read.

'Misaki pushed his lover hard against the kitchen counter,"I thought I told you not to bother me while I was making dinner." Usagi's eyes widened at the thought of what his punishment would be this time.'

"Whatever. As if I would ever do that. Stupid old pervert." But as he said this, he sunk deeper into the couch, and deeper into the book.

'Usagi whimpered as Misaki slipped a finger inside him. "M-Misaki! Stop it!" he pleaded. "Oh you know you like it, Usagi," Misaki breathed in his ear. He added a second finger, pleased by his lover's moans.'

The real Misaki was also quite pleased. As he continued reading, he found his hand drifting closer to the bulge in his jeans.

'"Oh, Misaki! You're so big! It hurts!" Usagi screamed as he was roughly taken from behind.'

Misaki began stroking himself, closing his eyes to imagine Usagi bouncing up and down on top of him. "Usagi-san, you feel so good!" He couldn't help the moans that escaped his mouth at the thought of taking the arrogant man.

'"Misaki!" He was so close. One more thrust from his lover and he would be sent over the edge.'

"Oh yes Usagi-san, cum for me! You're so tight! I think I'm gonna..."

"Misaki!"

"Usagi-san!"

"Misaki!"

One last stroke and he covered his hand in his essence. But when he opened his eyes, his erection returned, full-force, along with a blush. Usagi-san was standing in front of him, hand at his crotch, panting and smirking.

"Misaki, what were you just doing?"

Misaki racked his brain for a way out, but found none. Usagi stalked over to the couch and sat on Misaki's lap.

"Were you touching yourself while thinking of me? Of taking me? Well, here's your chance. I'm all yours."

He ground his hips into Misaki to put emphasis on his words.

"No way!", Misaki said as he pushed on Usagi's chest,"that's gross! Get off me, Usagi-san!"

Usagi paid him no attention. He pulled his shirt off, followed by his lover's. He let his hands drift down Misaki's chest to tweak a nipple.

"Oh! Ngh... no, stop!" Misaki knew nothing he said would matter. 'Maybe he's just joking. He would never actually let me have control. Well, I'll show him not to mess with me!'

Misaki grasped Usagi's hips, pulling their chests flush together. He kissed Usagi hard, shoving his tongue inside.

Usagi's eyes opened wide with shock at Misaki's actions. He had never been so bold before. His eyes closed in pleasure as he let the new Misaki have his way with him.

Misaki was startled when Usagi didn't fight back. 'He probably just thinks I'm not going to go very far. I guess I'll just have to teach him a lesson. God, I sound like I'm in one of those BL novels'

Misaki decided to be a little bolder and unbuckled Usagi's belt, pulling his pants down. He rubbed the palm of his hand against Usagi's arousal, then pulled off his boxers. He now had a fully naked, horny Usagi in his lap, and no idea where to start.

'Oh man, I didn't think this far ahead. What do I do now?'Misaki only knew what it felt like to be touched, not how to touch someone else. Having had his eyes closed for most of their lovemaking sessions, he didn't have a clue how Usagi went about such things. And being as innocent as he was, he had never done any learning on it. So, he just tried what he thought would feel good.

'I hope I know what I'm doing.'

He ran a finger along the lenght of Usagi's member, eliciting a groan from the man above him. Taking that as a sign of approval, he grasped the weeping cock and started to slowly stroke him.

"Oh, Misaki. Mmmm, yes." Usagi couldn't help but moan at the actions of his partner. He would definitely have to get Misaki to do this again sometime.

Misaki's face went red asthe realization of what he was doing kicked in. But that didn't keep him from continuing. He dipped his finger in the slit, coating it in precum, then fumbled around Usagi's backside to find his entrance. It was difficult with his hands shaking as he did so.

Sensing his little lover's struggles, Usagi took Misaki's hand and led it to his opening.

Misaki slipped in a finger, scrunching up his nose at the strange feeling of Usagi's walls clenching around the digit. He thrust in a few times, adding a second finger to prepare him for what was to come.

I have kinda discontinued writing this one... I have no drive now. If you would really like for me to finish it, please tell me and I shall do so. :-) Your reviews warm my heart. Please don't let my heart freeze!