Kaichō wa Maid-Sama!

Hiyō! Back at it again with a fic :P a steamy two-shot inspired by my brother's (sort of) new sofa bed! XD Here's what I owe those who requested a lemon.

WARNING: To those below the age of 16, please please go back because this fanfiction is like T++ and might even be bordering M. Read at your own risk. Nothing will happen at this chapter yet, but I don't want to make young readers wait for something that is inappropriate for them. I will not take blame for the loss of the last few strands of innocence that you guys have, so go back before it's too late. Also, to the readers, please say if I should change the rating. Thanks. :)


Sofa bed


[18:00]

Misaki fiddled to reach for something in her handbag.

"Those keys! Those darn keys!"

Upon finding what she was looking for, she immediately unlocked the door of their home and ran into the kitchen the moment she had locked it again.

"Damn it, what the hell now? He's going to be here any minute!"

Usui Misaki grabbed some vegetables and started slicing them in the fastest and demonic way possible. (But of course, he was still way better than her.) After being married to him for one- no, two- years, she had learned a couple skills and was able to prove herself useful in a kitchen.

Today was their second anniversary, and he was finally coming back from England. Unlike what she had predicted, three months without him was the loneliest that she had ever been. In fact, she didn't even sleep in their bedroom. Waking up to an empty space next to hers made her make a growling sound that had a frequency lower than human audible range (like, that's not even possible?), and so she decided to start sleeping in the sofa bed which he had since they were in high school.

After carefully stowing away the meal that she prepared, she laid on the sofa bed in their living room. She was now clad in his shirt and boxers, and after feeling the pheromonal scent from their sofa bed and his clothes succumb to her senses, she closed her eyes, only to see his shiny emerald ones. However, she still wasn't used to seeing him all the time, whether it be her sleeping or working, she would always see that beautiful smirk of his. The raven-haired punched her own jaw as to snap out of her trance.

The woman opened her eyes to stare at the full-body mirror, only to see herself sporting a dark blush. "I swear- you- even after all these years!" She slapped herself.

Misaki sighed in exasperation before she laid back again, and drifted off.

••

[20:00]

The man swiftly yet quietly unlocked the door to their apartment. He could smell the vegetable soup that she made, and after disposing of his coat on one of their dining chairs, his ears perked up at the whimpering noises that she made.

"Usui... Takumi... you..."

He walked towards their sofa bed, and his guesses were right. She was asleep.

Takumi smiled lovingly at the breathtaking sight before him. After more than forever of knowing her, she still managed to catch him off guard. Even when she was asleep.

"...pervert..."

He laughed as he bent down and loosened his tie with one hand as he brushed her cheek with the other.

"Stop... you idiot... you're... not part of the student council..."

The blond chuckled softly at her sleep talking. Even after all these years...

He kissed her nose to which her amber orbs immediately snapped open. "T-Takumi? Y-You're-"

"Shh, and yes, I'm actually here. Not bothering you in that precious student council room of yours."

Her eyes widened as she remembered her dream. 'How in the heck did he know about that?!'

Unaware of her actions and driven by the part of her that was longing for him, she placed her hand on his jaw and gave him a soft, chaste kiss on the lips. Realising what she had done, she quickly backed away, only to be stopped by the furniture behind her.

"I-I didn't mean to! I-I swear, I'm sorry!"

He laughed at her embarrassment. "Oh the gods, Misaki. We've been married for two years today and we've even-"

She clamped her hand over his smirking mouth. "DON'T YOU DARE CONTINUE! I-I swear, Takumi..."

She pulled back and hugged her knees, burying her head in between her thighs. With a very quiet voice, she whispered, "Hey, umm, happy anniversary."

He tried to control the urge to take her right there and then.

Misaki bit her lower lip before looking up at him. Her amber eyes said so otherwise, and Takumi was sure of it. She slowly let go of her knees and wordlessly spoke to him through her involuntary actions. Misaki was always blushing around him, and she always bit her lip too, but Takumi knew.

And so instead, he let his urge control him.

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And he let it win.

••

Bzz. Bzz. You have received a text message from Igarashi Chiyo.

Chiyo: Hi Misaki! Me and Tora will come over at around 8:45 pm. :) Hoping to see you and Takumi soon!