Misaki followed Usagi-san into his bedroom, hardly aware that his feet were moving at all.

All he was aware of was the intense expression on Usagi-san's face as he took his hands and walked backwards up the stairs, never breaking eye contact.

I could get lost in those purple eyes, Misaki thought.

Usagi-san seemed like he was in a world of his own and Misaki nearly tripped on the last step as Usagi-san's thumbs began to rub softly on the top of Misaki's hands. It sent shivers through his wrists and down his arms, over his shoulders and down his back and Misaki was certain Usagi-san knew the effect he was having on him.

When Usagi-san opened his bedroom door and stood back for Misaki to walk in front of him, there was a moment of tense uncertainty.

Misaki hadn't been in this room with Usagi-san for a month. The only time he had it was so that he could clean it.

Misaki's eyes glazed over as he looked over the mess on the floor- shirts and trousers strewn over all the toys that sat patiently waiting for attention; bags of all different sizes in any other free space.

"I was going to pack and leave," Usagi spoke, his voice deep as he faintly stroked down Misaki's back, lingering for a moment on his lower back before taking his hand away completely.

Misaki nearly choked- he didn't want to think about Usagi-san upset or to imagine him trying to pack and leave. Now was not the time for that.

Hesitantly, but with a sure goal in his mind, Misaki fixed his eyes on the hollow of Usagi-san's neck as his fingers moved slowly.

Misaki slowly undid his own shirt buttons, eyes never leaving Usagi's pale skin. Misaki shivered, slightly from the cold but mostly from nerves as he let his shirt float down to the floor.

The smallest of smiles graced Usagi-san's lips before he leaned down and, placing his hands gently on the teenager's chest, kissed him.

Usagi-san laughed quietly to himself in his head as he felt the boy's heart rate accelerate under his hands and slowly he moved his hands over Misaki's shoulders, stroking down between his shoulder blades as he intensified his kiss.

Misaki was lost for what to do as Usagi-san pushed into him with his hips and he let out a small moan as Usagi-san licked under his tongue with his hot one.
Misaki's hands scrunched the older man's shirt as he responded by flicking his tongue over Usagi's causing him to growl softly.

Usagi began to turn, pushing Misaki into the room and as he closed the door, putting them in almost complete darkness, he stepped forward and put one of his own legs between Misaki's.

Misaki leaned back as he felt himself heat up and both his arms moved from Usagi's shirt to around his waist as Usagi placed one of his hands on Misaki's hip whilst stroking down the boy's cheek with the other one.

"Usag… Usagi-san," Misaki whispered, breaking away from the kiss for a second. Misaki watched as Usagi-san caught his breath and then opened his eyes slowly.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry. For everything. And I just wanted to say-"

"Misaki, please, no more words for today. I have waited for this moment-" Usagi-san stroked down the side of Misaki's neck- "This moment for what feels like a lifetime."

Misaki felt his breath go out of him as the mere sound of the man's voice caused him to tremble with anticipation.

"I… I love you, Usagi-san."

Misaki didn't care about whoever had called and claimed to be Usagi's lover. He didn't care about Sumi. He didn't care about anything else but the man whose eyes had widened at Misaki's words.

Usagi-san's tongue pushed deep into Misaki's mouth just as his hips ground into him, pushing him back on to the bed.

Misaki gasped, eyes squeezing tightly closed as he heard the clink of Usagi-san's belt undoing, heard the zipper unzip and then felt his stomach swoop as Usagi repeated the process on him.

In seconds, both of them were on the bed wearing only their boxers and both of them could feel how badly each of them wanted the other.

Misaki swallowed and breathed deeply through his mouth, heart beating faster and faster by the minute. He gasped again, louder, as Usagi licked down Misaki's throat, pressing his tongue into the hollow of it in time with his fingers, which were stroking over his hard on.

Misaki's hips instinctively raised as his back arched up as Usagi's stroking turned to rubbing.

How, Misaki thought hazily, am I going to get through tonight when I feel like I'm going to burst now?

"Ahhh!" Misaki cried out as intense pleasure flooded through him, making his thighs burn and his head spin.

"Waited so long to hear you…taste you" Usagi-san muttered softly, nipping at Misaki's collarbone, "feel you, smell you…" Misaki shivered as Usagi's low voice caressed his skin.

Tingles shot through his chest as Usagi-san stroked one finger down the middle of Misaki's torso and then pulled at the elastic of his boxers.

Take me now. Take me now.

Misaki bit the inside of his lip as Usagi pulled his boxers down completely.

Usagi-san stopped moving his body for a moment and Misaki opened his eyes in curiousity but then blushed as he looked down and saw Usagi staring down between his legs.

"See you... My, you really have built up without me, haven't you."

"No," Misaki lied, looking away from him and up at a bear shaped clock on a high shelf. Usagi's index finger stroked up the underside of his hardness and Misaki melted, hands squeezing hard on the covers on either side of him as he shook his head, still in denial.

"Turn around for me, Misaki," Usagi purred right against Misaki's ear.

Constantly blushing, Misaki sighed, breath shaking as he turned and then yelped, gritted his teeth and groaned as Usagi pushed into him suddenly. Spirals of pleasure spun through his body as Misaki heard Usagi groan too and grunt as he pulled back and then thrust forward again. It was sore, at first, to have Usagi in him again but soon he was filled to the brim with an undeniable yearning for more.

Usagi felt like he was a drowning man, reaching the surface gradually faster and faster as he pushed into Misaki's tight hole. He draped his arms around Misaki and stroked down his chest with the tip of his fingers, relishing the tremor that ran through the moaning adolescent. Oh how he had missed the warmth, the pressure, the passion of these sessions. Usagi weakened and leaned over the boy as Misaki tightened his hole on him, smaller and smaller.

His skin was burning, his breath sharp and his head spinning but Usagi kept going, kept pounding deeper and deeper. When he elicited a series of high pitched cries from Misaki, he closed his eyes and smiled to himself, making sure to keep the angle he was aiming but at a higher pace.

Misaki shook violently, his whole body wound up and ready to explode and he half whimpered, half moaned- loudly- and held onto the man's hand tightly as Usagi managed to hit a small but very sensitive part right inside him. Though in a state of torturous pleasure, Misaki felt secure and safe- he felt like he was in the place he was meant to be and he realised how much he had missed the erratic man. This thought added to the mountain of emotion which was building inside him.

Usagi hugged the boy closer to his chest as his body hinted to him that he was about to erupt and began to kiss the back of Misaki's neck hungrily, desperate for an outlet for the increasing tension in his body. The man let one of his hands fall to hold Misaki's hard cock and then proceeded to squeeze it slowly but very tightly. Misaki fell so he was leaning on his elbows now instead of his hands, overwhelmed by the intense pulsing of Usagi's cock inside of him and the crescendo of pulsing in his own cock as Usagi caressed it skillfully.

Misaki was going to faint, he knew it- how was it that Usagi always found a way to turn him into such a mess? It felt like there were sharp electrical currents flashing through him, shocking every nerve in his system.

"Usagi, I'm... I'm going to... Usagi!" Misaki was so close to cumming and he arched his back up as cascades of energy whirled inside him, fizzing through his veins.

"I love you, Misaki. I love you," Usagi chanted, nuzzling into Misaki's hot, damp hair and moving his hand faster up and down on his cock.

Usagi quickened his pace.

Misaki squeezed his asshole harder and harder.

Usagi gasped, cold sweat trickling down his chest and onto Misaki's back.

Misaki shivered and moaned and came, neck snapping back so his head was leaning on Usagi's shoulder.

Usagi came inside Misaki as he felt the boy's thick cum spill over his hand and his jaw stretched wide open in shock as even with his eyes firmly squeezed closed, his vision turned bright white and red.

"Usagi!" Misaki exclaimed.

"I love you, Misaki, I love you," Usagi whispered, hoarsely, into the boy's ear.

And then they collapsed.

Minutes later, after a brief period of shock and relief and gasping, Usagi pulled slowly out of Misaki and pulled the weakened teenager into his arms.

He rested his head into the crook of his neck and hugged him tightly. Reluctant to have any physical gap between them, Usagi embraced Misaki, a torrent of love rolling over him. He wanted the boy forever, wanted to protect him forever. And he would.

Misaki sighed, heart calming down slightly and tried to hold down the spring of happy tears that were welling up behind his eyes. He never wanted to leave. If the love he had for Usagi-san was a flower then it had bloomed wide in his chest and he felt like it would never wilt.

Bliss.

Hey Guys- I've never written a full love scene before and I hope I've done a good job- but I would appreciate some constructive criticism about it. I also hope I haven't let Misaki and Usagi down =/

Thank you for reading and sorry if it was bad!!