Misaki's First
Chapter 3
I look towards the door, and as I realize Usagi isn't going to be getting it, I head over toward it. I put the towel around my neck, like one of those swimmer people, unlocking the door then opening it. There's a man standing behind it, his eyes closed as I open it. He has light brown hair, and is hardly taller than me, his skin tanner than my own.
"Usami-san, you left your shirt at my house last…" He trails off after his eyes have opened, and are glued on me, his mouth turning into a slight scowl.
"Who the hell are you?" He asks, even though his voice calm and normal, he sounds threatening.
My eyes widen, my body quickly bending into a slight bow, noticing him as an elder. My arms are stiff at my sides.
"Misaki Takahashi, sensei." I address him by teacher, seeing as how it would be rude to not address him as anything.
The man goes stiff at my last name, as if he knows it.
"Where's Akihiko?" He says, skipping other questions and the process of telling me his own name.
"Umm, I'm not sure. Is there something you'd like me to give to him?" I ask, trying my hardest to be polite.
The man is about to say something when he looks at something standing behind me.
"Hiroki? What are you doing here?" The voice of Akihiko goes through the air, talking to the stranger: Hiroki.
Akihiko comes up behind me, his presence so close I can almost feel him. His breath runs over my neck as he breathes, gooseflesh spreading over me like a disease..
"I just came to drop off your shirt. You left it after we… You left it." Hiroki's cheeks go pink, the color not as noticeable as mine always is.
"Ah, thank you for bringing it back to me."
The shirt is perfectly straight and pressed, not a single wrinkle in it. Akihiko inspects it for a moment, as if he doesn't believe it to be his.
"Did you wash it?" Akihiko asks, almost sounding amused that Hiroki would do such a thing.
Hiroki's cheeks go even pinker.
"What? You kidding me? Sometimes you're such an idiot!" Hiroki still hasn't looked Akihiko in the face.
Akihiko reaches out and pats Hiroki's head… Something in me feels hurt, betrayed for some reason. I have not a clue for the reason why.
"Thank you." Akihiko says again, smiling.
"Uhh," Hiroki says backing up, reluctantly, "Whatever, I've got to go, I don't have time to talk to you." and with that Hiroki walks away, his body stiff, his face still pink.
Akihiko watches him for a moment, then shuts the door, looking at me, trying to figure out what I'm thinking.
"Who was that?" I ask, a hint of poison sounding in my voice.
Akihiko raises one eyebrow.
"Hiroki Kamijou, an old friend of mine. He teaches Japanese Literature at Mitsuhashi College."
I almost gasp at the fact that Hiroki teaches at the university I wish to go to… Even though I'm probably too much of a dumbass to get in.
"What's wrong, Misaki?" A shiver runs through my body; I can't stand how sensual he sounds when he breathes my name.
"Nothing… I've just always wanted to go to that university… Annnyway, I'm taking a bath." I say speed walking toward the bathroom…
The bathroom is… huge! It might even be bigger than Usagi-san's bedroom! The bathtub is more like a small, in ground pool, a tiny waterfall like thing coming out of the wall.
The floor is marble, a fluffy, round gray carpet at the stairs of the bathtub. The toilet is like a normal toilet, besides the two buttons on the top instead of a handle to flush it.
The sink is a bowl with a drain, not connected to the wall, sitting on a board on the wall, a spout peeking out from the wall.
The bathroom is beautiful… I let my clothes slide off me, then allowing my foot to graze the water to check the temperature. It's nice and warm. I step in, stair by stair.
Its all to my waist besides a small shelf in one of the corners, that would cover me in water if I just laid flat.
I go under the water closing my eyes, holding my breath, listening to the quiet rush of the waterfall hitting the bath.
Once I'm unable to hold my breath any longer, I come up and am met with the strangest thing… the bare chest of a man.
My eyes travel up the firm chest and taught nipples, the attractive collar bone, the thick neck, strong jaw line, and continue up until I'm met with a pair of lusty, lavender eyes.
"Usagi-," I'm cut off by his lips, ceiling mine.
His hands wrap around my bare torso, one hand placed at the small of my back and the other on my butt... which is also bare.
I push on his chest, trying to get away, desperately trying, but his arms just tighten around me, pressing us together. His body is hotter than the water, his mouth even hotter.
This strong muscle, that's his tongue, pushes past my lips, jabbing my tongue, encouraging it to do the same. His cock lightly brushes mine. I moan into his mouth.
At the sound of my pleasure sounding voice, I snap back into the thought that I had thought not to do this again. I push once more against him. He had been too sidetracked, too doused in me to keep his grip so I was able to push away, sending me back, my body hitting the water.
…
Misaki had pushed away, falling into the water. I thought in my head that I'd let him go again and stop pursuing for the day and try again tomorrow, but… not this time, I wanted him too bad this time, I need more.
I go under the water, fishing Misaki out. I put his back to the wall where the small waterfall spits its water. My back receives the water that falls from the wall. We're housed in, in a canopy of water.
His hair is wet, weighed down, going into those beautiful eyes of his. I swipe the hair from his face, that wonderful face of his.
He opens his eyes to me, pure innocence pouring from them, as if I hadn't already stolen the innocence he had. My hands take position on the wall, on either side of him, so he has no hope of escaping. No hope of ever getting past my muscular arms.
His eyelashes are clumped together, looking darker from the water… He's so… adorable.
My head falls to his neck, where my lips latch on.
"Nnh… Usagi-san." He says trying to push away once more.
His neck is wet and hot, I can feel his pulse against my lips. His heart is beating so fast I can't even keep up with it.
I put my hand on the side of his head, the opposite side of which I lick and suck his neck. I nip his neck momentarily, earning a small yelp from my victim.
Suddenly my slow, "sweet" pace runs out and I need to touch him… everywhere.
My mouth goes down his shoulder, kissing his arm all the way till his hand. I lick his finger then attack his lips, demanding entry, which he reluctantly gives.
My hand slides down him, running over his smooth flesh, my nails very so slightly grazing his skin. I feel him shiver at my touch.
"No… usagi... we can't." He yelps as my finger goes into him, ignoring the fight his tight walls put up. My finger fights past them, until I've gone in deep, inspecting his glorious ass. I pull my mouth from him as I slide past my second finger, properly preparing him for what's to come. His eyes are closed, his cheeks pink.
"Look at me, Misaki." I say his name huskily, knowing it kills him when I say his name so sexily.
He shakes his head no.
My other hand that isn't seeping into him, grabs his slim cock.
"Ahh." Misaki says at the contact.
I turn Misaki around, continuing the feeling of his dick. I don't pump, I stroke and touch, allowing my hand to rub against his balls a few times. I bite his shoulder, then begin to rub my cock just as I rub his. After I've gone hard and after I've heard enough of Misaki's delicious pleas and moans to make myself come with only that I line my cock up with his tight, wonderful ass.
This isn't like that other night, he's experienced this now. I slide into him, my hands on his waist, savoring the feel of his walls closing, tightly, around my crying muscle. My head goes back, my eyes closed at the feel of his hot hole. His cries of pain and pleasure turning me on even further than I had been.
"Ahh," I begin, leaning into him, my mouth meeting the back of his ear, "Misaki, you're wonderful," I say then biting his cartilage softly.
He whimpers slightly. I move out of him, then reenter, out, in, out in.
"Mm." I hear myself moaning.
He opens more for me.
"Ahh… Usag…I"
I pump his cock in time with my thrusts, thrusts that leave us screaming in pleasure. The hot water around us only making this more exotic and pleasurable as I fuck my beautiful Misaki.
"Akihiko," Misaki gasps out as I slide into him, hard and fast, "I can't… hold it in." He says timidly, asking for release.
"I'll help you." I breathe out lustfully, wanting to feel his sticky seed on my wet hands.
The last stroke is tight and fast, a scream ripping through Misaki's small body, spilling his delicious seed into my hand, running through the water.
I bring my hand out of the water before all the semen is off my hand and lick the rest off…
"Mmm." I say, imagining the cute blush spreading over Misaki's perfect face.
One last thrust is all I need to push me over the edge; I fill Misaki with my white cream. He gasps, going partially limp on the wall.
"No them." I grunt as I pull myself from him.
"It's time to clean you up." I say an evil glint going across my features.
Misaki's head turns, slowly, towards me, in robotic movements.
"N-n-no, that's fine, I can do it m-myself." He says, an attempt at no further orgasms, even though I know he loves it.
I smirk at him.
"You know you want it… Misaki."
As I knew: red spreads over his face.
Thanks for reading! All of you have really encouraged me to keep going and I hope you guys liked this! I've been thinking that maybe I should put in the other couples (HirokiXNowaki and maybe MiyagiXShinobu) but I'd like to know what you guys think before I do so! Of course, it will be different ways they meet and all that junk, just as I did the whole thing with Akihiko and Misaki! Review, in hope of further chapters ^_^
