As the two men sat on the sofa, Usagi's hands wandered... His left hand came to rest on Misaki's slender thigh. The teen, in his usual scatter-brain manner, shouted "I BETTER GO MAKE SOME DINNER"
Of-course it wasn't something that needed to be shouted, but Misaki's nerves get the better of him as he let out a nervous laugh
"It's 4 o'clock..."
Usagi didn't continue as if the time was explanatory enough. Misaki mumbled something under his breath and sat down on the sofa opposite where he had just been sitting. The gloomy man stared opaquely at the boy, his thoughts became apparent when a sly grin peeked across his face. He rose, turned, then sat closer to Misaki. His hand once again ventured across to Misaki's right thigh, he froze unsure what to do next, he feared for the worst and grew anxious from the authors coldness seeping through to his warm leg.
The cold that could only be described as Usagi's, as it was a comforting chill. He felt his body paralysed as if Usagi's frozen hands had been caressing his sensitive body... He felt that amazing comfort which he had only had and would probably never experience with anyone else, his mind melted and so did he his body felt week as he was in bliss... His head descended slowly onto Usagi's shoulder.
As if Usagi had been brainwashed to forget his perverted ways, his head came to on top of Misaki's. The heat radiated out through his brown locks and onto Usagi's cheek, it was blissful and comfortable. The silence was broken by a small thud. Usagi had fallen asleep and his hand fell from Misaki's leg onto the sofa. Misaki smiled with a look of pure longing.
He leaned in and kissed the man passionately, so much so Usagi woke and pushed him to the ground... Misaki was a little startled, "wait!" his partner froze for a second the continued to seduce him. Kissing his neck, nibbling his ear and his tongue danced with Misaki's. The young man rose to his feet in one swift movement, before Usagi could pounce on him, Misaki dragged him to the the bedroom (not that Usagi was reluctant in fact he was rather aroused).
The toy-infested bedroom was dark, as it always was, cleverly stepping over the train set which was circling Usagi's bed like a protective barrier, he lead the older man to the bed and he crawled onto it. He had left him self wide open for Usagi to... attack.
Misaki steadied himself expecting it, when he felt... nothing.
Usagi had to use every last drop of self restraint he had in his body, not to take his lover there and then... but he was fixated... the last time Misaki had initiated their 'entertainment' was when he had won an award- it was a "thank you" present... that hadn't gone to plan, he was to nervous. Usagi wanted... NEEDED to see how far Misaki could go.
Misaki continued crawling seductively on the bed, shaking his hips and looking over his shoulder to check Usagi was looking. Of-course the man was fixated on the boys bum which was being shaken in his face. but he managed to stay in control.
Misaki reached the pillows and flipped himself over to show his legs wide open and and his tight pants showed his exited member. He lifted his hand and with one finger used it entice Usagi towards him. Usagi wasn't going to push his luck with how far Misaki would go solo, so climbed onto the bed and to his surprise Misaki took a hold on Usagi's tie and pulled his lover on top of him.
Their kisses were passionate, long and deep within each-others mouths. Their bodies pushed against each other, sweat dripped from their foreheads and eventually they collapse completely exhausted, with their naked bodies entwined together, they slept.
