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Hello again. As usual, I'm really sorry that this took soooo long to make/submit. I was out of town and away from technology for 2 weeks, and the week before I was at home, and didn't write. There is also the fact that I don't want the people around me to know about this. One or two already know, cuz of my stupidness, but the last thing I want is my parent finding out. She doesn't know about my love of Yaoi, nor should she....

Anyway, here is the 3rd chapter of my Kink Romantica Series: Kink romantica chapter 2! Enjoy!

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Welcome to the world of the great novelist, Usami Akihiko-san. Famous for writing award winning books is merely his shell. He also writes steamy boys' love stories. He spends his time writing - and nothing else - or avoiding his deadlines, and editor, like the plague, and harassing or otherwise bothering the few people who put up with him. Usami-san lives in a top floor penthouse apartment in Tokyo. He lived alone there, until a number of months ago when his best friend's younger brother moved in with him to attend M University, but that is in the past. As I said, Usami lives in Tokyo, with Takahashi Misaki, who is also his, err....Reluctant boyfriend.

Now, Usami knew a lot of people, but it still surprised him when an anonymous someone sent him a birthday present.

There were two reasons why he was surprised: one was that it was early and clearly intended to be.

The other was the contents: a maid costume. And that it was the right size for his Misaki. The attached note simply said 'Have fun, Usami!'

Naturally, Usami decided this was Misaki's way of saying "I love you." Of course, he knew the idea was ridiculous, but a man could dream.

So, on Usami's birthday - coincidentally a Saturday - he 'hinted' that Misaki might wear the costume for him.

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"Come on, Misaki. Why won't you wear it?" Usami whined.

"I am not wearing a dress! I don't care if it's your birthday, I'm not wearing it!" Misaki told him for the fifth time.

Usami deflated a little. "I guess if you're that against it, I should have known you wouldn't be able to."

"Able to? Of course I could, Baka Usagi! It's because you're a pervert that I won't. You'll probably write it in one of your dumb porn books anyways!" Misaki shouted out.

Usami grinned inside, he had struck a cord. Pride.

"Well, anyone could do it, but I had thought you might look good in it. Maybe it's a good thing I won't see: maybe I pictured too much." (1) He replied in a teasing voice.

"Fine! I'll show you that I can do something like this! Give it here!"

And with that, Misaki stormed off upstairs, leaving behind a smug rabbit.

^v^v^v^v^v^ Misaki ^v^v^v^v^v^

Slamming the bedroom door, Misaki fell onto the mattress.

'Stupid Rabbit. How'd I get talked into this?'

Eyeing the evil box he kicked off the lid with his foot. Reluctantly he lifted the garment inside.

Quickly he dropped it again. It was a dress. And not just any dress, a maid costume. A puffy sleeved, low cut, short skirt maid costume. From the looks of the rest of the contents of the box, there were also heeled shoes, a frilly apron, and a garter.

No way was he wearing that!! Ever!

...But maybe for Usagi-san (his pet name for Usami) he should. He always felt embarrassed to do things on his own, so maybe doing something Usagi-san asked him to do might help express that he really did love the old pervert. That was the trouble though: he was a pervert, and kept asking Misaki to do weird things! Maybe he should though.

Biting his lip, Misaki pondered a bit before making the decision that seemed wrong with either option (embarrassment or disappoint Usagi-san) he chose.

"Fine," he mumbled to himself. "But I'm not wearing heels!"

Slowly he undressed, changing into briefs figuring boxers and a dress would be weird together. (Not that he cared!)

Feeling a calm before the storm he pulled the dress over his head. With the aid of a mirror he got the back laced up. For a few moments he did battle with the low front; finally getting that it wasn't going to come higher without pulling up the bottom, he resigned to getting the bottom as long as possible without lowering the top too much. That done, he tied on the frilly apron-like thing - knowing what a proper apron was, he wondered at how this could have the same name.

Finally, all left was that heels and the garter. The shoes he wasn't even trying, they were huge! Holding the lacy green garter in one hand he looked in the mirror. Facing back at him appeared to be a young girl in costume.

'Brother, what have I gotten myself into???' he implored silently.

Slipping on the garter, he tried to hide it under the multiple layers of the skirt, which didn't work, as it fell lower when he moved.

^v^v^v^v^v^ Usami ^v^v^v^v^v^

Never did Usami expect Misaki to actually put that costume on! He had pictured that Misaki would storm upstairs (which he did) then storm back down while fuming about what a pervert Usagi-san was. Then Usagi-san would kiss him and they'd have hot (sorta) make-up sex. This changed things: not everything, but a bit. And in a good way.

Of course, his brain had had just about enough of thoughts, and wanted to just (put crudely) fuck this magnificent boy senseless.

Squirming a little and pulling at the gem of his dress, Misaki awkwardly said "Stop staring, Usagi-san. It's embarrassing! ...And this is a onetime thing, got it? I'm not doing this again!"

Choosing to ignore the statement, Usami quickly caught Misaki in a heated kiss. Moving his tongue through parted lips, Usami heard Misaki groan quietly.

In one swift movement, Usami picked up Misaki bridal style and carried him upstairs. Carefully he set the boy down on the large bed, and shut the door. After arranging a surprisingly willing Misaki into a position provocative from any angle, Usami picked up the digital camera and began taking photos.

"Usagi-san, don't take pictures. Please?" Misaki said this with the most adorable pitiful look on his face, but never moving out of the arranged position. The truth was, Misaki sort of liked the attention, and he had already decided that tonight he would do what Usami asked and try not to complain.

Usami snapped a few more photos before setting the camera aside and pulling Misaki into another kiss. This time Misaki opened his mouth and let Usami dominate him in a way he would normally freak out about.

"I'm going to make love to you all night, Misaki." Usami whispered.

Feeling the warm breath in his ear, shivers ran down Misaki's spine.

"Usagi-san." Misaki whined quietly. "Please..."

"Please, what?"

"I need- you...!" he managed to say. Swallowing his pride was hard, but it was getting a little easier.

This surprised Usami. For a second, all he could do was try to convince himself Misaki had actually said that.

Soon enough, he latched himself onto Misaki's neck and collar bone. Misaki twined his fingers through silver (2) hair.

Slowly, Usami ran a hand up Misaki's thigh. Reaching the garter he plucked at it teasingly, and ran feather-light touches along the soft skin of his inner thigh. Slowly he pulled up Misaki's leg and pulled off the garter, flinging it somewhere.

Feeling further up and discovering Misaki's briefs, Usami was pleased to feel the hard lump formed at the crotch. Hooking a finger through the waistband, he made quick work of the underwear. Misaki gasped, and Usami smirked.

Getting tired of the dress obscuring his view of his Misaki, Usami flipped the boy onto his back, and untied the laces of the dress. In seconds he had the entire back of the dress open. After pulling Misaki's arms out of the sleeves, he lifted the boy's legs and pulled the dress down, tossing it to lie forgotten by the foot of the bed.

Flipping Misaki back over, he saw the wanting look in those eyes.

Pressing what was meant to be a short kiss to Misaki's lips, they ended up in a heated lip lock and Misaki somehow got Usami's shirt open and pushed off his shoulders.

Getting the message, he finished the removal of his shirt and tie. Ducking down, he poked at Misaki's erection and watched it spring back up. Misaki moaned. Quickly he took the tip into his mouth. Sucking lightly he took more of the hot organ into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around. Misaki was gasping for breath and moaning with his fingers once again tangled in soft hair.

It didn't seem like long before Misaki let out a silent cry and came in Usami's mouth. Swallowing, he sat up and watching his Misaki lying there panting for breath. So beautiful.

Gently he rolled the boy over once he had caught his breath. Quickly his hands found their way to Misaki's ass, where one hand spread the globes of flesh apart, and one finger of the other hand pushed through the ring of muscle. Slowly he moved the finger around, then added a second finger. First thrusting the two fingers a little, he then began scissoring: Softly at first, then sharper. After adding a third finger, he began probing around for the right spot.

When Misaki's pants and moans were interrupted by a gasp, his muscles contracted and Usami knew he had found 'it.' quickly but well, he continued to stretch Misaki until he felt he had been prepared enough.

Sliding his fingers out earned a whine of protest.

"Don't worry. Soon I'll be pounding into you." Usami consoled.

Misaki blushed beet red. "Usagi-san!"

Lowering himself down over Misaki, Usami placed his hand over Misaki's, which was fisting the sheets above his head.

Quickly slicking his cock with his pre-cum, he carefully aligned himself at Misaki's hole.

Slowly he pushed in, and felt the familiar sensation of that tight, hot ring if muscle sucking him in. Pushing in all the way, he allowed Misaki a few seconds to adjust. When Misaki shifted, Usami pulled out almost all the way before pushing back in with more force. With each thrust he gradually sped his pace. He also adjusted the angle of his thrusts until Misaki cried out; then he continued slamming into that.

Putting his lips to Misaki's ear he whispered "I love you, Misaki."

Finally he reached his climax: giving a few final thrusts, before burying himself in as far as he could go as he went over the edge, shooting his load deep within Misaki. Reluctantly he pulled out.

"Usagi-san...I love you. Happy birthday." Misaki said.

Before Usami could reply, he felt the boy's breathing slow, and he knew he had fallen asleep. He smiled. Lying down on his side next to Misaki, Usami draped his arm over him, and fell asleep.

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The next morning Misaki was the first to wake up. Opening his eyes he saw Usami sleeping peacefully. Smiling, he closed his eyes again.

Slowly his brain began showing him images of the night before: the dress, the camera, the Usami, the "I love you!!!!"Suddenly, Misaki didn't feel like sleeping anymore.

Putting his mouth near Usami's ear he shouted "Wake up, perverted rabbit!!!"

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(1) We all know Misaki would never fall for it, but I needed a way to get him to wear it. Like when people split up in horror movies; it's stupid, but the plot moves. xD

(2) I think Usagi-san's hair is silver. Correct me if I'm wrong, please.

By the way, if you've wondered why I'm calling Usagi-san 'Usami' it's because this entire thing was typed on the note application of an iTouch, and typing in -san gets annoying. Especially because it always wants san to be San. Basically, I'm lazy.

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