Rising Desires

A voice suggested Akihiko to get up and chase after Misaki. But his legs were glued to the floor and his knees felt too weak to walk again. His heart thumped so slowly that Akihiko was sure it would stop if he saw the tear soaked face of Misaki. His conscience urged him to beg for forgiveness from the person he loved the most but his mind was telling him that he would break down like a fragile glass if he saw the glaring repugnance in the painful jaded eyes of his lover. The aversion which Misaki felt just for Akihiko was unbearable. The love that Misaki harbored for him had turned bitter and it was enough for Akihiko to go insane. Everytime he thought about the reason behind that drastic metamorphosis, Akihiko couldn't forgive himself. The only thing that he wanted was Misaki, and if that were to go away from him he would die without any delay.

The tears had stopped leaving behind a feeling that was completely unknown to Akihiko. For the first in his life, Akihiko was scared. He was afraid to face Misaki, to look in those eyes. Akihiko was shivering, his lips were trembling and there were goose bumps all over his body. His shirt was drenched in his sweat and his face was pale like the winter snow.

Gathering the little courage that was still left in his shaking heart, Akihiko got up. He stumbled and wobbled on his way towards Misaki's room. He took the longest way to the room, walking at a snail's pace. Every moment he tried to think positive but the dark clouds kept looming in the shattered canvas of his expectations. If Misaki refused to forgive him, AKihiko would lose all his sanity and would be unable to move on.

He wished that everything he had done was just a nightmare and once he would wake up, everything would vanish and Misaki would love him the same way as before. But the reality bit on his imagination when he saw the closed door and heard Misaki sobbing. Touching the door, he opened his mouth but only a choked incoherent noise came out. Akihiko took a deep breath and held back his tears, which were threatening to fall anytime.

'Misaki open the door.'

He heard Misaki stop his crying and there grew a deadly silence. The pounding in Akihiko's brain augmented making Akihiko clasp on the door knob tightly. Misaki didn't respond instead he tried to stop crying out loud as his tears started falling more rapidly than before. Like Akihiko, Misaki was also scared as fury and wild emotions ran through him. Misaki was hurt and the least he could wish was not to be at the mercy of the one who gave him that deep scar. If Akihiko spoke anything more, that would hurt Misaki, Misaki didn't know what would he do. His self-control was slipping with every wound that Akihiko delivered to him. But still he couldn't stop loving AKihiko and that was the very reason for which Misaki was in so much pain and misery.

'Misaki open the door.'

Akihiko called again and that time he couldn't hold back his tears any more. He felt a rush of guilt flow through him squeezing his heart with a feeling of abhorrence for himself. How could he hit Misaki, how could he make Misaki cry..

'Misaki I.. I am sorry.'

Akihiko cried out, his voice spoke clearly that he was crying. Misaki also couldn't stop from crying out loud hearing the strained cry of his lover. He knew Akihiko never cried and realized that his lover was truly in pain for his felony.

All the anger and hatred that Misaki was feeling for Akihiko faded slowly and crumbled under the superior weight of the unadulterated love that he bore for Akihiko. The mere imagination of Akihiko's face constricted in pain and wet with tears melted Misaki's heart.

Rubbing off the tears, Misaki headed towards the door and opened it. He saw Akihiko sitting on the floor looking down. Akihiko was shaking and drops of tears fell on the floor and on Akihiko's large hands like raindrops from the stars. Misaki leaned down and hugged Akihiko, sobbing and weeping on the older man's shoulder.

Both the lovers cried together, both of them didn't know if they were happy or sad. They were relieved that they had each other's shoulder to lean and cry on.

'Misaki I am sorry, I didn't mean…. to hit you.'

Akihiko said gripping on his lover. Misaki returned the embrace and mumbled sinking his nose in the silky grey hair of the author.

'Usagi-san please don't cry.'

Akihiko roamed his hands on Misaki's body trying to believe that it was true. They were together again and Misaki didn't hate him instead was telling him not to cry. He felt blessed to get a lover like Misaki who forgave him and loved him even after all the terrible things that he did to Misaki.

'Misaki do you hate me Misaki?'

Misaki raised his head and looked at his lover. The lavender eyes were almost blue and were shinning with transparent tears. The face which was so handsome and brave wore a mask of a coward begging to get loved and be forgiven. Misaki never wanted his lover to look so helpless; he wanted to make Akihiko happy regardless of everything he loved Akihiko. How could he hate the man who was so much in love with him?

'No Usagi-san I don't hate you'

Misaki whispered, removing the tears on Akihiko's face with his fingers. His few words made a wave of relief and happiness wash over Akihiko's face. The pain faded when Akihiko leaned on Misaki's chest and heard the other's heart beating softly. Akihiko desperately wanted to believe that everything was true and that Misaki was still with him, right in his arms.

'Misaki, stay with me, and love me.'

With every word Akihiko's hold tightened. It was like Misaki was the only reason for Akihiko's survival. Misaki eyes welled up with tears thinking of the rude things that he had blurted out to the man in his arms. He had been so selfish and had made Akihiko feel so insecure that the calm and composed man was pleading to him, crying like a little child.

'Usagi-san I am here.'

Akihiko inhaled Misaki's shirt, almost making Misaki sit on his lap. Misaki fell on the floor with a thud as Akihiko hugged him fiercely.

'Misaki I love you, I really love you, I can't live without you Misaki.'

Misaki wanted to say those words too but his voice dried up. Happiness dawned over him as Akihiko kept on saying Misaki's importance in his life. Akihiko hoisted up his head and asked Misaki with a raw need in his eyes.

'Misaki do you love me?'

Misaki nodded, unable to speak for the tears rolling down his cheeks. Misaki's inside was flaring with a fiery emotion and the urgency in AKihiko's eyes made his desire burn for more physical contact. Something was telling Misaki to kiss Akihiko and make the older man realise the deep love that Misaki had cultured for him. Akihiko smiled and kissed Misaki's lips. They both tasted each other, delighted to smell the familiar scent. Kissing on Misaki's lips hungrily, Akihiko picked Misaki up. They were both busy kissing each other and their legs intertwined like wild creepers and their hands roamed over each other's body as they walked into the room like one insessible being.

Falling on the bed, Akihiko stripped Misaki's clothing as Misaki also did the same. Akihiko was a little startled sencing Misaki's eager participation but he dismissed the thought when the velvet feel of Misaki's young skin mesmerised him. Akihiko looked deep into Misaki's eyes with a raw need and tweaked Misaki's twin nipples with his fingers. Misaki moaned and tangles his fingers in Akihiko's hair.

'Usagi-san I want to say something to you.'

Akihiko nodded nibbling on Misaki's neck and toying with Misaki's penis. Misaki gulped and said in a husky voice.

'Usagi-san I am sorry for what I did and said and I want to make it up to you.'

Akihiko raised his head and smiled. Kissing on Misaki's nose, Akihiko spoke in a gentle voice.

'Misaki its ok, you said what you felt and you don't have to make it up to me.'

Misaki pouted and nailing on Akihiko exposed shoulder, he spoke biting his lower lip.

'Usagi-san I slapped you too and said rude things, are you mad at me?'

'Misaki I can never be mad on you, I love you Misaki.'

'But I really want to make it up to you.'

Akihiko ceased his caresses and took Misaki's face in his hands.

'Okay Misaki what do you want to do?'

Misaki swallowed, the sudden desire in him was making his crazy and it was beyond his power to suppress his mature yearnings. He could feel his penis already erect and leaking and the nude sturdy body of Akihiko was only heightening his ambitions.

'Usagi-san I want to take you.'

Akihiko blinked and loosened his hold. Was he dreaming?

'Misaki what do you mean?'

Misaki jiggled and couldn't help himself from kissing Akihiko's parted alluring lips. Akihiko's eyes widened at the first kiss of Misaki. He closed his eyes and rubbed their cocks together when Misaki slipped his tongue in Akihiko's mouth and licked on everything he could feel. Akihiko mouth opened wide at his lover's intrusion as Misaki's tongue roamed his inside, ravishing Akihiko's taste.

Breaking the kiss, Misaki licked on Akihiko's lips and whispered like a cat in the heat.

'Usagi-san I want to fuck you.'

Akihiko shuddered and believed that Misaki really wanted to take him. His belief deepened when all of a sudden Misaki reversed their position. AKihiko was shocked to find himself underneath Misaki. Misaki took Akihiko's penis and stroking the hard organ, he demanded seductively, astonishing Akihiko beyond limits.

'Usagi-san let me make love to you.'

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Yeah Misaki is going to be the Seme I told you so….

Anyway those are thinking that everything will settle down, they are wrong….