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I'm Sooooooo sorry for the long wait; my mom took away my computer privileges for a week!

Usagi: Why'd you make me stop?
Me: Because I'm a greedy bastard.
Misaki: (Still on wall) MAKE HIM TOUCH ME DAMMIT!

ONCE AND FOR ALL Usagi wasn't in the house when Misaki came home; he came home when Misaki was in the shower. That whole 'warm water flicking over every inch of his body' thing took like 10 minutes!

Well, I can't possibly refuse a direct order from Misaki-chan, now can I?

P.S: I'm sorry about the wait, I started at like 12:15am, and then I had school in the morning. Well, I'm back now and I bring you the continuation, as per our Author/Reader agreement.

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"N-nng…Usagi-san, I can't say it." Misaki pled, he wanted to be touched, and touched now.

"Well, I guess I must be going then, I need to finish the last chapter of that new novel." With that, Usagi did something awful. Something taboo, something atrocious. He pulled completely away and slowly began opening the shower door.

"And here I thought you truly wanted me this time." Usagi poured on the guilt with a gravy ladle.

"N-no….Usagi-san. W-wait." Misaki begged, making it all the harder for Usagi to stay away. "I…I lo…I." He began to speak.

'I want to say it, I really do, but whenever I try, I can't control my tongue anymore.' Misaki thought helplessly to himself.

"U-Usagi-san, I l-love…..you." Misaki melted when he said this, not nearly as much as Usagi melted while hearing it.

"Do you mean it, Misaki?" The blonde asked, suddenly closer to the younger.

"Yes." Misaki returned.

In a steamy flash, Usagi was back at his post, licking up and down Misaki's neck. He loved the soft mewls and whimpers that followed as his ministrations continued. He slowly moved his way down Misaki's taut frame. He licked the line of the brunette's sternum, brushing left and right in a lusty wave, just barely brushing against a pert nipple or two with the ends of his hair.

Misaki's breath hitched. "U-U-Usagi-san, please. Touch me there again." The boy begged, and Usagi could only oblige.

He gently teased a nipple until taking it into the velvet heat of his lips. "A-Ah! Usagi-san!" Misaki whimpered in need.

Usagi released the hardened nub of sensitivity and moved over to tease and torture the other.

"U-Usagi-san! N-no!" Misaki begged when the older man detached himself from Misaki.

"Well, Misaki. I suppose you came in here to get clean, so," Usagi had grabbed a few bottles from the other side of the shower.

The popping sound of a bottle being opened was followed almost immediately by the voluptuous scent of fresh, ripe plums. "You only shampooed. Now you need to condition." The silver haired man stated sultrily.

He moved Misaki a little bit forward so he could rinse the shampoo suds out of his hair. Once he was finished, Usagi began to slowly, gently and wonderfully massage the silky liquid into Misaki's chestnut locks.

Misaki was a tad annoyed that he was beginning to smell like a tropical fruit basket.

"See, and we'll just let that set," Usagi commented before pushing Misaki back up against the wall. "Now, Misaki, I've forgotten; what do you want?"

Misaki blushed a crimson hue comparable to vermillion rage. "U-Usagi-san, I-I…..don't make me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that." Usagi said, leaning in close and cupping his ear.

Misaki gave up. "U-Usagi-san, p-please, keep touching me." Misaki commanded.

Usagi didn't miss a beat. He resumed his task, he began to kiss a tiny trail down Misaki's taut tummy, stopping to dip his tongue into the younger's navel, earning him a few silenced giggles.

He moved down ever-slower and began to give some attention to 'Little Misaki'.

The groans Misaki made urged Usagi further. The tall man took the brunette's hot need into his mouth.

"Ahhh! U-Usagi-san, more." Misaki begged as he pressed himself hard into the wall. When Usagi began to bob his head up and down at a painfully slow pace, the green eyed man had to fight not to buck into his mouth.

Usagi chuckled lightly to himself, granting Misaki's wish. He began to hum ever so lightly, sending tiny vibrations up the hard shaft. "Annnhhhh, Usagi-san, please."

Misaki's face was flushed and burning while pressed up against the far wall of the shower. Usagi knelt in front of him, his task taken in urgency. And Misaki (and the readers) was in a state of pure euphoria.

"U-Usagi-san!" Misaki's head swung to the side as he came, liquid affection spurting in milky jets of lust into Usagi's mouth. Usagi swallowed every drop of his lover's essence.

Rising up, Usagi began, "Now, Misaki. I'd like my fun as well." He said as he traced a thin finger up the center of Misaki's neck, stopping and cupping his chin into a firm kiss.

Misaki tasted the bitter saltiness of himself and pulled away. "How on earth do you swallow that?" He asked, wiping his mouth on his arm.

"I can, because I love you." Usagi trailed his voice like a snake.

Almost immediately, Misaki heard another bottle being opened, "Mmm. Mango-Coconut-Blackberry." Usagi said in effect to the body soap that he was currently massaging into Misaki's baby soft skin.

His afterglow made his nerves more sensitive, making him moan as Usagi's deft, sudsy hands explored everything above his waist.

When the taller man was finished, "Now, rinse, and rinse off your hair too." He instructed. The lithe teen followed them.

Usagi wasted no time in his next adventure, secretly applying some guava-flavored lube to his long fingers.

He pulled Misaki close and inserted one, hearing the younger groan in discomfort.

Misaki buried his face into his landlord's chest; this was the part he hated the most. He gasped and arched his back when the second finger added found a hidden bundle of nerves inside him, "U-Usagi-san!" he gasped. "Do that again," to which the blonde obliged.

The third digit went in with striking ease, as the three long fingers teased Misaki's length back to life from the inside.

When Usagi finished, he slipped his fingers out of the teen, earning him a whimper. "Don't worry, it'll be back." Usagi reassured in regards to the wondrous pressure.

He positioned himself and in one slow, long thrust embedded himself into his young lover.

"A-Ahhh! Usagi-san!" Misaki pled out as he was filled, and his sweet spot was tortured.

Passion and need blurred the lines of reality and impaired the abilities of the senses. Both men were lost in worlds of their own, invaded only by the pleasure they shared with each other.

Thrusts and moans and overall ecstasy cascaded in the brains of the two men. Electric tendrils of white electricity lashed against the insides of Misaki's eyelids. Inescapable and indescribable tightness and heat sent waves of pure unbridled joy against Usagi's mind.

In a few fervent thrusts, "Misaki, I'm close. Cum with me." Usagi begged, noticing that the smaller man was nearing completion himself.

Usagi's hot breath across his ear sent the brunette over the edge. "U-U-Usaaagi-saaan!" He came jets of the nearly silver liquid without even being touched.

Misaki's orgasm had him clamping down insanely hard on Usagi's member, and with one final thrust, the man released his seed deep into his lover.

The two rode their afterglows like bucking broncos, Until Usagi opened another bottle.

"I need to finish getting you clean, Misaki-kun." Usagi said. It warmed the teen's heart to hear himself regarded as a man.

The scent of Starfruit-Passionfruit-Dragonfruit-Pomegranate body soap penetrated Misaki's consciousness as it was rubbed into his lower body.

A final rinse of his body and Misaki was clean, smelling great and extremely happy.

The cool air rushed in and chilled him as Usagi opened the door to get out. He was dressed and adjusting his tie in a matter of moments, while Misaki was still drying off. "I'm hungry, you need to make dinner." He shot off as he left the bathroom.

Yes, Usami Akihiko, Grand novelist and youngest recipient of the Naomora award and masked writer of BL novels had effectively murdered the mood with an ax.

"Usagi-san!! You just totally killed the mood, you idiot!" Misaki yelled, pulling on his clothes and running out, only to be caught off guard by Usagi's lips.

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There we go. All done. Sorry again for the wait, it probably wasn't worth it at only about 1500 words, but.

Also, I apologize for the awkward lemon breaks in order to loosely tie together the title with strange bath products, I'm an ass.

MATA ASHITA and don't you fucking forget to review!!!!