At first, Misaki was not sure how he should respond. With Usagi still holding Misaki tightly, he thought that for now he would just let the moment remain. He wasn't going to take the chance in which saying something out of the blue would ruin it. No, but surely he'd do it later, just not now…
Then, in one bold movement, Misaki reached his arms up to Usagi, holding his hands at either side of his face, and kissed him.
Usagi's eyed widened slightly at this,
"What?" Misaki asked, when he'd noticed how hesitantly Usagi had kissed him back.
Usagi smiled, "Nothing." He embraced Misaki again, resting his chin on Misaki's shoulder.
"Usagi…" Misaki spoke, as he hugged him back.
"Hm?"
Misaki swallowed, feeling Usagi's hands move slowly under his shirt.
"I.. err, um.." he laughed nervously, and could feel himself blushing furiously once he felt Usagi's hands on his bare skin. His hands were always so warm…
"Yes?"
Misaki sighed. Just tell him you love him already! Well, it's easier said than done… He thought to himself.
"Do you love me, Misaki?" Usagi asked, as he began to rub Misaki's back, pulling his already unbuttoned shirt looser.
"O-of course I do, well, I mean…" Not again.
Usagi continued to stare at him, obviously eager for Misaki to finish his sentence. But, once again, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Misaki sighed, he couldn't just say he'd forgotten what he was about to say, he knew Usagi would know right away that it wasn't true. There wasn't any way to avoid it now, one way or another Usagi was going to get it out of him.
He was surprised when he felt Usagi pull away from him slightly, and sit up on his knees. Still lying on his back, Misaki looked up at him, sort of confused.
"I-I…" Misaki shook his head, "I'm sorry… I don't know why-
"Misaki," Usagi un-buttoned the top few buttons of his shirt.
"What?" Misaki replied, a little sharper than he meant for it to sound. He didn't mean to sound like he was angry at Usagi, when in reality it was himself he was losing his patience with.
"Sometimes your actions say more than words ever could," he said, leaning down and nuzzling Misaki's cheek softly.
"B-But, what do you mean?" it was only after he'd asked it that he realized that he must have meant Misaki taking the initiative and kissing him first… Usagi seemed to know that Misaki understood once he had asked the question, because he just smiled again.
"Why are you so happy?" Misaki stammered, starting to feel his emotions build up inside him. He felt his heart swell inside his chest and his eyes became a bit damp.
"Because, you're trying to show me that you love me back. You may have odd ways of doing so, but you're making an effort to show affection, and that's all that matters to me…"
Misaki wiped his eyes quickly with the sleeve of his shirt.
"Ohh…"
Usagi kissed him again, but this time made it more gentle, and hoped that Misaki understood how important he really was to him, even if he couldn't fully comprehend it himself…
"Thank you, Misaki…"
Misaki closed his eyes, wrapping his arms loosely around Usagi's neck.
"I… don't know what I would do without you…"
Not expecting to hear this, Misaki looked again into his lover's eyes.
"Really?"
Usagi nodded. He wasn't used to saying such things to anyone, so even saying it then was sort of hard for him to do. But he knew without a doubt that it was Misaki that he loved to most, and he was determined to show him.
Misaki squeaked, feeling Usagi move his hands up and down his sides teasingly. His skin tightened at Usagi's warm touch, and he felt goose bumps cover his body. He shivered, and Usagi's hands went to his stomach, smoothly moving across his waistline.
Misaki locked his fingers together, keeping his hold on Usagi firm as he moved his hands again, slipping one to Misaki's pants.
"U-Usagi, d-don't…" and he went silent. Usagi's touch left him speechless, and Misaki tried not to react to it immediately. But it was things like this that just never happened like he wanted them to. Deciding that he was going to, for his lover's pleasure this time, Misaki moaned. Breathing steadily so as to keep himself controlled.
"Mmh, Misaki… Do that again…" Usagi urged him on, feeling extremely pleased by all of this. The pleasured sounds Misaki was making were seriously turning him on. However, for Misaki's sake, he was making himself keep control until he was ready…
Misaki continued, sounding more and more like he was ready for it to be over. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take.
Yet the feeling was soon gone as Misaki felt himself release, the blush that had been present earlier had not gone anywhere. Breathing softly, Misaki looked up at Usagi, seeing that he had already taken it upon himself to undress halfway. Being used to being the one who was undressed first, more often than not, it struck him as a bit odd. Well, maybe not odd, as much as just different.
Misaki sat himself up a bit and smoothly moved his hand down Usagi's chest, feeling the toned muscle that was beneath his soft, bare skin. Sitting up further, he laid his cheek against Usagi's chest. The faint sound of his heartbeat instantly helped Misaki to relax; he closed his eyes and moved his arms around Usagi's neck. The warmth of the other man's body made him feel more at ease, and definitely more calm.
He felt Usagi's hand on his head as his fingers ran through Misaki's hair.
"My love…" Usagi whispered, continuing to gently comb his fingers through Misaki's hair. He then leaned down and kissed Misaki, starting out soft and then putting more passion into it. Misaki had to change his position slightly in order to kiss the other back the same way.
Before he knew it, Misaki was lying once more with his back against the bed. Arms tightly around the other, they continued to kiss. Misaki had lost himself, but he did not care at that moment. He was all too focused on showing Usagi that he did love him; he was determined to make him fully aware of it, and perhaps, he would be learning something new about himself, in doing so.
Usagi's lips moved to Misaki's neck, kissing it softly and sucking on the skin quite teasingly. Misaki squirmed, though still being held tightly by Usagi. His eyelids fluttered shut as Usagi continued to tease him. Misaki emitted a muffled sound; Usagi's breath was hot on his skin and his tongue warm on the skin of his neck.
Trapped in the other man's firm hold, Misaki had stopped trying to move. His attempts at this point would have been futile anyway.
"Usagi…"
"Hm?" he looked up at Misaki.
Misaki looked into his blinking, lavender eyes.
"Just… stop hesitating already…" he managed to say. "But, be gentle…" he finished saying, as he fully removed his own shirt.
Usagi smiled warmly, moving over top of Misaki again. Pushing their clothes off one end of the bed; Usagi bent down a bit, and Misaki kissed him.
"I would never hurt you…" Usagi brushed Misaki's brown hair out of his eyes. "I hope you know that, Misaki." He caressed the boy's cheek softly.
"I-I love you, Usagi…" Misaki almost whispered.
Grinning slyly as he entered Misaki, Usagi held Misaki's outstretched hand in his own, squeezing it lightly.
"I know…"
Hearing those words made Usagi feel truly loved, and he hadn't felt that way in a very long time. Deciding that he now had figured out the perfect way to show Misaki he wasn't just sweet talking him again, or being the pervert that he was used to being called, tonight he would be very sincere, sweet, and gentle. Hoping with all of his heart that he would have made Misaki happy for a change, in doing so.
And before Misaki knew it, he had been swept away.
If any moment could last forever, let this be the one…
Their bodies touched, and Misaki held Usagi close.
The person who understands me the best, Usagi-san, I know that I'd be lost without him…
Panting heavily, he arched his back. Feeling his toes curl as he held Usagi more tightly, digging his fingernails into the back of his neck.
I-I trust him… And I never want to be with anyone if it isn't him…
He felt his heartbeat accelerate; beads of sweat formed at his brow.
After all, he is mine… And I' am his…
That night, Misaki felt something new within himself, a connection with Usagi that had not been there before. Or, if it had, he had been too stubborn to notice it. He was certain that it meant something very special, and he knew that Usagi felt it, too. This bond that forever would unite the two, and would only continue to grow stronger.
And that night, they experienced just how powerful love really was.
I don't need to hide it or question it anymore, I love him…
If there was one thing Misaki could be absolutely certain of, that would be it.
