*peeks out cautiously *...Okay. I know I've been missing for a few days lol, but I had an unexpected trip to the hospital and the fuckers wouldn't let me have my computer. And I wanted to write as much you probably wanted to read, so those three days were just as bad for me as they were for you.

Feel better? Lol.

I'm free tomorrow so I'll prolly post then too. But now, I'm taking a nice big sleeping pill and going to bed.

tired huggles,

TBF101

Chapter Eleven: Hufflepuff History

"Hah, that makes twenty-five today Kanou. You won't catch up to me at this rate."

"That's "King Kanou" to you Yokozawa. And I'll be way past you by tonight."

Akihiko's sly violet irises shifted to the two chairs across from him, and then down at the three ashtrays plentifully filled with cigarette butts. It was a long-standing tradition in Slytherin to smoke, but the residents had recently come up with a contest to see who could put away the most nicotine in a 24-hour period. So far, the record was 48 and it belonged to Takano (who had been in an epic spat with Onodera and three bottles of hard liquor at the time), but seeing as how Kanou had put away 42 just the other day (also the result of uke problems) the record probably wouldn't stand for long. And when they weren't reading from the bible or studying or fucking, the smoking contest was how they passed the time.

Surprisingly (considering he had one hell of an ego), Akihiko had chosen not to be particularly involved in the smoking contest, choosing to set his devious sights on a higher cause. (Though two days ago he did clock in at 43 and three quarters). If the other semes noticed they said nothing, after all, one less person was less competition.

Faintly in the other room, the three could hear yet another episode of the "Takano and Onodera drama show," in which the two fought, Onodera would try to storm out, Takano would throw him on the bed, and the two would proceed with fucking. And with the moans that badger was making, the fucking was fucking good.

Akihiko's pale lips curved into a musing smile as his eyes gazed back and forth along the lines of text in the book he was reading. He was getting a little hankering for some Misaki with all those yummy sounds coming from Takano's chamber of (rather obvious) secrets, even though he'd had quite a nice mouthful the other day. After returning to the common room (and depositing a very docile, backrubbed Misaki in front of Hufflepuff), Akihiko had naturally filled in his fellow Slytherins on the spontaneous sex room. Though he was slightly peeved to find out that they'd all used it before. It was apparently called the Room of Requirement (though they thought it should really be dubbed the Room of Virgin Expirement), and it had been a very loyal ally to the house of Slytherin. Though while Usagi had a dimly lit room with a red couch, Takano had found (to his eternal enjoyment) a large office desk with a pile of finished manga manuscripts and rather bright lighting so Onodera couldn't deny that they'd been there. Kanou too had enjoyed his stay, as he'd had a king-sized bed, 360-degree mirrors, and four bottles of Ayase's favorite alcohol. They'd found Akihiko's choice classy, but had scoffed and laughed when he'd told them about the backrub. Usagi had laughed with them and put on an act about it being Misaki's request, but he couldn't help but smile wider when he saw that not one of the other semes suspected his plan.

This was going far too perfectly.

Laughing silently inside his head, Akihiko sat up from his armchair and picked up a package that had been delivered this morning from Hogsmeade.

"Where you going Usami?" Yokozawa asked, putting out cigarette twenty-six.

"Just to make a little delivery." He replied coolly, heading out into the corridor.

And make Slytherin history.

"There, all done." Misaki said to himself as he added the last swirl of frosting to the cake, the creamy liquid artistically arranged into a rose. He took a step back, admiring his handiwork and brushing some of the powdered sugar off his hands and apron. A wide smile spread over his face as he titled his head to look at another angle. It looked great, Chiaki would be really surprised. His birthday was tomorrow and Chiaki's boyfriend Hatori had asked if they would help out with a surprise party. The Hufflepuffs (being big on birthdays) were ecstatic about the request and had gone all out to give Chiaki a wonderful day. They had even offered to cook a large dinner, but Hatori had said he would take care of that himself, leaving the entire house of badgers dumbstruck. A seme….WHO COOKED FOR HIS UKE?

They were both awed and slightly horrified at the idea.

But they recognized that Chiaki and Hatori had a different flavored relationship than they (meaning sweeter and that didn't smell of cigarettes and ill intent), and so they had amiably agreed. Ayase had baked the cake this morning, Misaki had decorated it, and Onodera was out buying presents (though, from the argument Misaki had heard from down the hall earlier, it sounded like Onodera had been dragged to Slytherin and the shopping trip was postponed). Feliciano was outside with his Gryffindor seme composing a birthday ballad and the others were in the library, so Misaki was left in the quiet to complete the cake.

After the decorations were completed, the accomplished cook put the cake away in the extra fridge in Italy's room, as Chiaki had a notorious habit for eating what wasn't his at all hours of the day and night. The teen was just about to take off his apron when his cell phone began to buzz. He flipped open the phone and opened the new text message.

Come out of your CR.

U.A.

Misaki raised an eyebrow. Why did Usagi want him to go out of the common room? He glanced suspiciously at the door.

What was that underhanded backrubber up to now…

The teen sighed and walked over to the entrance, not even bothering to take off his flour covered apron. He opened the door and peaked outside.

"Usagi-san?"

"Over here Misaki badger." A pleasant voice purred. The teen shut the door and walked out into the hall. Akihiko was leaning casually (and sexily) against the far wall, a large, wrapped package tucked under his arm.

Misaki went over to him, entirely grateful that the corridor was deserted so no one could see the pinkish blush that was warming his cheeks. Damn that man and all his blasted confidence (and for being so tall at that).

Akihiko smiled wider when Misaki stopped in front of him and reached down a large hand to ruffle the teen's hair. Misaki grimaced at the man's touch, but his protests for the man to cut it out were quiet and mumbled. The older man noticed and chuckled under his breath.

"What have you been up to Misaki-saki?" Akihiko asked, snaking his free hand around the boy's shoulders and eyeing the teen's clothes. "Badger looks like he's been busy in the kitchen."

"One of our housemates has a birthday tomorrow," Misaki explained. "I just finished decorating the cake."

"Is that so," Akihiko mused. "I'm sure it's as skillfully done as always."

Misaki narrowed his eyes irksomely at the praise. What was that horny rabbit up to dishing out compliments? But all the same, he couldn't help but blush at the praise.

"N-No, I mean…it's not like I'm a professional or something…" The uke stuttered.

Akihiko smiled cunningly.

"You sell yourself short Misaki badger," He purred. "You've always been very talented in satisfying…appetites."

Misaki (as always) did not catch the dual meaning of Usagi's words.

"Well," He smiled. "I-I have practiced for a long time."

"And it shows," Akihiko replied. "And speaking of which, I have a little present for my badger."

Misaki gapped as his older lover held out the large wrapped box.

"Uwaahh! Usagi, you shouldn't be buying me anything! You waste gobs of money as it is and I haven't got a present for you!"

"Nonsense," Usagi smiled. "I always like to buy nice things for my uke."

Misaki's entire face flushed.

"Well—er um—th-thank you Usagi-san. I-I can't wait to open it."

Akihiko's eyes suddenly widened.

"Oh shoot." He grunted.

"What?"

Akihiko let out a growling sigh.

"I wanted to be with you when you opened it, but it's so fragile it might break out here since we don't have a table."

"That's okay, Usagi. I can wait till later to open it."

"But I'm busy later, I only have free time now."

Misaki thought hard.

"Well we could go down to the great hall…but oh, if it's fragile it could break it one of us drops it on the staircases (those bloody things are always changing)…oh darn it…well—no that wouldn't work…"

Akihiko sighed.

"And this present would go perfectly with the cake you just made. How disappointing."

Misaki felt terrible that Usagi had gone out of his way to get him a (probably so expensive it should be a sin) gift, and now he couldn't even give him the satisfaction of seeing Misaki open it.

But slowly, a dim light bulb went off in Misaki's head.

"I guess…we could go into the common room. I mean, it's right there."

Usagi's eyebrows shot up.

"Oh but Misaki, Slytherins aren't allowed in the Hufflepuff house. And I wouldn't want to cause trouble for you…"

At the magic words, Misaki's resolve hardened.

"If I invite you in with no strings attached we can. And…it's the least I can do to repay you for the gift…"

Misaki turned and went over to the Hufflepuff entrance. He spoke the password and when the door opened, he held it ajar as Usagi walked in the common room of the badger house.

The seme boldly stepped into the room, trying to contain his grin as he realized that he had gone where no seme had ever gone before.

History was about to be made in the sexiest way EVER.

Misaki followed him inside and began to open the box after Usagi set it on the table. He carefully cut his way through the tape and brushed aside the packing peanuts, then let out what was commonly known as an uke squee of delight.

"UWAAAHH! Usagi-san! How—…I mean…it's so…wow!"

"I take it you like it?" Akihiko chuckled.

Misaki carefully took out the cake stand, setting it down on the table and touching it all over with his fingertips. The stand was entirely glass and beautifully shaped and carved with intricate little details. It had probably been handmade.

"Wow Usagi-san…Th-thank you so much!" Misaki grinned, his green eyes lighting up. Usagi froze as he gazed into the adorable face of his little lover, and felt himself entirely ready to get busy.

That badger was just too fucking cute for his own good.

"And you're right! It'll go great with the cake—uh Usagi? What are you doing?"

While Misaki's back had turned, Akihiko had slid up to him and wrapped his strong arms around the teen's slight shoulders. Misaki was still elated about the present so he didn't push away, but just turned his head. But he shivered as he felt Akihiko's smoky breath on his cheek.

"So you like the present Misaki?" Akihiko purred, his tongue itching to start tasting his own form of cake.

"Uh, yeah… very much. I feel a little bad though. It was probably expensive and I hate to see you spend money on me."

"Think nothing of it," Akihiko blew straight into the boy ear, making him shiver. "And besides, there's a very definite way you can pay me back…"

Misaki was very afraid to ask, but he finally did.

"And what…way is that?"

"Hahahahah!"

Misaki almost jumped as the seme howled a train of laughs right against his neck, and he began to squirm as Usagi's arms tightened and a knee began to press between his short legs.

"Oh god Misaki," Akihiko grinned. "You really are the toast of Hufflepuffs…and Slytherin, I might add, because I am going to drink you dry…"

Misaki's mouth dropped in horror.

"NO!—AUGH!" He yelped as Usagi tripped him and sent them both sprawling onto the kitchen floor. Misaki thrashed, but Akihiko easily overpowered him till he was laying flat on his stomach with his wrists pinned.

"YOU-YOU STUPID HORNY RABBIT!"

"Oh Misaki," Akihiko chuckled, pressing his nose to Misaki's neck. "One of us is perhaps a bit stupid, but it's not the rabbit." The seme emphasized his point by sliding his tongue into the teen's ear, making the boy writhe beneath his weight and plead for him to stop.

"Usa-Usagi stop! Stop! G-Get out! You're not sup—supposed to be in here!" Misaki's neck arched backward as Usagi bit it, and he groaned as he felt cold fingers slid into his shirt and glide around his torso.

"On the contrary Misaki, I have every right. You invited me in after all."

Misaki froze, horrified at what he'd done.

"Now," Usagi grinned, brushing his lips along the teen's pale cheek. "What do you say we christen Hufflepuff house and fuck like badgers?"

"NO!" Misaki wailed, yanking his wrists away from Usagi's grip. Misaki moved fast, but Akihiko had just read the Bible chapter on bondage, meaning his was well prepared with a counterattack. In one moment, he grabbed a hanging dishtowel, caught Misaki's wrists and bound them together with the cloth. Misaki strained against the binding but couldn't quite get the knot undone.

Akihiko glanced at the well tied knot. Wow, learning knots in Boy Scouts really was good for something. Who knew?

"Usagi untie me!" Misaki cried, squirming as Usagi untied his apron and slid his shirt up to his chest.

"Sorry Misaki, but it's up to us to make Hogwarts fucking history. Now, why don't we make a deal? I'll show you my wand, and you show me your golden snitch…"

"GET BENT!—AH! UGH!"

Misaki yelped and moaned as the seme cold fingers kneaded and twisted his perky pink nipples and danced around the teen's lithe torso. Misaki felt the same set of fingers travel down and knead his covered, hardening cock, which really made the boy vocal.

"Ah!…Augghhh…st-stop t-touching there!" He moaned, his chin lifting towards the ceiling as his back arched downward. Usagi's lips and tongue mouthed all around the back and sides of his neck, leaving several hickeys that flushed the boy's skin red. Misaki gritted his teeth and shut his eyelids tightly, trying to resist and deny that the man's intimate touches had any effect on his body. He fought every kiss and caress but seemed to go one step forward, two gropes back. The teen stretched his tied arms out in front of him, trying to worm his way forward, but he couldn't break the iron grip his seme had on his hips, or the teeth that latched onto his neck.

Misaki groaned and squirmed, but soon felt his upper body go limp….until he heard the oh so familiar sound of a zipper traveling south. His eyes shot open as Usagi tugged down his jeans and his protests resumed with vigor.

"UUSAGI! USAGI NO! STOP!" He wailed as the Slytherin adjusted his hips, pulling Misaki on his knees.

"Shhhh…" Akihiko (wincing slightly from all the noise) breathed into the boy's ear. "If you keep fighting Misaki badger, you'll be a lot more sore later. Be a good boy and relax for daddy."

Misaki shoulders shook at the words and he gasped in surprise as Akihiko's cold fingers wrapped around his hard on and stroked him at a jerking pace. Misaki's small hands clenched into fists and he let out another gasp as Usagi began fingering him and pushing into his sweet spot. Usagi swiped his tongue over the back of Misaki's hot neck as he felt the boy respond to the pleasure. He licked up the gathering beads of sweat like crystals of sugar and let out a quiet chuckle. He slipped in another finger and scissored the teen, the boy's wet interior soft and pleasing to his fingertips. Misaki wailed louder and higher, and Usagi gave up on waiting, as his cock was dying to get into this badger's tight cunt. He stroked the boy faster so that Misaki barely noticed when the fingering stopped. But when Usagi positioned his rock-harder member in the cleft of the teen's ass, Misaki grasped at the towel and let out a crying sob, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes.

Still trying to get the teen to relax, Akihiko leaned over him and began sucking and kissing at Misaki's lower back, rubbing his free hand in circles over the boy's hip and backside and moving Misaki closer to his own body heat. The boy hiccupped and sobbed a few more times, but Usagi noticed a brief moment when Misaki stilled and relaxed, and took full advantage of it.

"UWAH!" Misaki howled as Usagi slid all the way inside him without warning. Usagi groaned at the searing hot flesh that surrounded his cock, but still felt Misaki tense in pain and hear his low sobs. He kissed the boy's back a few mores times, then began riding him at a steady rock. Misaki's breath hitched in times with the thrusts, and tears began to run down his cheeks as Usagi's grip on his hips and thrusting grew harder. The teen put his cheek against the cold kitchen floor and shut his eyes, moans still spilling out of his mouth as Akihiko rode him hard and rough, all the way to a climax.

The teen let out a wailing moan as he came and felt his entire body go limp, Akihiko's hands the only thing holding his knees up. Usagi kept rocking, riding Misaki's orgasm till he came himself, his seed filling and spilling out of his young uke.

Misaki winced as Akihiko pulled out and let him go. The spent teen dropped his hips to the floor, his own cum soaking into his disheveled clothes. Akihiko took in the delicious sight of an exhausted Misaki, then licked the back of the boy's ear, smiling at the tiny mewl that came from behind the small closed lips.

"That's a good badger Misaki." Usagi cooed, twirling a lock of the teen's hair around his finger. "See? Your daddy always makes you feel good. And in exchange, you get the prestige of being the uke that made me Slytherin king."

More tears welled up in Misaki's eyes, and his bound wrists started to shake. Akihiko leaned down and untied his hands, then snaked his arms around the boy's torso and pulled him off the floor. He took Misaki's chin and leaned his lips in for a kiss, but the teen jerked his mouth away at the last second. Not being one to be denied, Usagi pulled the boy's mouth back and caught it anyways. But he was a little shocked when Misaki didn't give in, but fought back, trying to twist his entire head to get out of the kiss.

The seme grew irritated at the boy's protests and gripped a handful of Misaki's hair, holding him still as he intruded the small mouth almost violently. The more the boy struggled, the harder he gripped, not even noticing that Misaki's face was contorted with pain. Akihiko suddenly stopped as his mouth caught some of the subtle jars of Misaki's sobs, and he realized how rough he was being. He broke the kiss, and stared at the hiccupping and gasping boy for a brief moment.

The older man sighed and placed a hand on the teen's head to ruffle his hair, but stopped when he felt Misaki flinch. Akihiko stood up, leaving Misaki sitting half dressed on the floor. After adjusting his clothes, Usagi headed for the door.

"See you later Misaki badger. Enjoy the gift."

Misaki heard the door shut and immediately broke out into wailing sobs.

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