A/N: I own nothing of the Maid Sama series. Enjoy!

To say that Takumi was startled when Ayuzawa pressed her lips to his was an understatement. To say that he didn't enjoy it would be a big mistake.

Takumi dropped the bags of groceries on the counter before simultaneously stepping forward and embracing Ayuzawa in his arms. She had kissed him softly, and he continued that trend, tilting his head slightly so he could feel every angle of her lips. The first time he had kissed her, she had been clumsy. But now, her kiss was more tempting than ever, with her velvety lips parting ever and her tongue peeking out to swipe at his bottom lip before she nibbled on it. It seemed that with every time he kissed her, the experience became more and more intoxicating as her kisses became more experienced. He could feel his arousal quickly building and blood rushing to a certain male anatomy. And all this from a simple sweet kiss that wasn't as aggressive but just as passionate as all their other kisses. He couldn't help but feel just a little more excited knowing that he was the only one who had coached Ayuzawa in kissing.

Takumi broke from the kiss first, as they were both running out of air. Ayuzawa looked slightly dazed, with her amber eyes windows to the clear lust she held. Still, there was some other emotion hidden behind those eyes. A certain softness that he had noticed had grown from their first meeting to now. He ran his hand up and down her back soothingly, wanting to feel more of her body against his. But most of all, he wanted her to look at him with that softness and adoration all the time, and only for him. What could he say? He didn't want Ayuzawa to look at any other man but him.

Ayuzawa's hands slid up between them uncertainly. Takumi closed his eyes unconsciously as her palms smoothed the wide expanse of his chest, feeling how his muscles tensed then relaxed under the trails of warmth her hands left in their path to explore his chest. Once again Takumi had to wonder if she even knew what she was doing to him? Every feather light touch was making him weak in his knees. Instead, Takumi leaned slightly forward to lay his chin on the top of her head to simply enjoy her hands' curious exploration. She was a full head shorter, and her small body felt lithe but toned in his arms. He would do anything to protect that small body even though he knew Ayuzawa would probably try to throw him in the air if she knew his protective tendencies. He couldn't help but be possessive of such a gorgeous woman like Ayuzawa.

Misaki shivered when she felt Usui's hands smooth her back and let out a small moan when one hand dipped underneath her blouse and lightly teased the skin just above her hips but didn't go up nor down to where she wanted his hands to be. Her hands slid down his chest again. She would never tell him, but she quite liked how his abdomen was toned, with his muscles defined just enough but not overly defined. Without meaning to, her knuckles accidentally grazed his pants, where a tell-tale bulge resided.

Takumi hissed, slightly in discomfort but more of building arousal. He couldn't help but let out another moan when Ayuzawa's hand lingered there, lightly cupping the heat of his arousal.

He grasped her hand, stopping her from doing more. "Wait," Takumi gasped out. He could barely hold on his urges before he picked Ayuzawa up and threw her onto the nearest flat surface. "If you continue what you're doing..."

Misaki could tell her face was inflamed as usual. She didn't know how or why, but Usui was the only one to bring such a reaction out of her. Slowly she glanced up to meet his scorching gaze, for she had been staring straight ahead at his chest in embarrassment. Those mesmerizing eyes that were staring at her so seriously now had also been responsible for those light teasing and flirty expressions he had often sent towards her. She still clearly remembered what he had said to her before on that plane flight.

"You know, Ayuzawa. If you were so turned on, all you had to do was ask."

That he had said for sure. So would it be all that bad if she could open herself up to him?

Misaki swallowed slightly. With that she decided to take the leap. "What if..." she said slowly. "What if I don't want to stop?" As if to prove her point, she palmed his hardening erection again. With a small satisfied smile, she saw Usui let out a small feral growl.

Suddenly Usui dipped his head down to press a warm kiss at the hollow of her neck and shoulder, nipping and biting the skin there. The hand that was still on his chest tightened its grasp on his shirt as jolts of pleasure ran from the spot where he had lightly bitten, making her knees wobble. She knew that there would be a definite mark there.

Usui lifted his head to meet her eyes. "If you won't stop, then I'm not leaving this apartment until I make sure you're thoroughly...Fucked. To. The. Ground." With every last word, his hands came to squeeze her ass and thrust himself into her hands.

Misaki gasped, her face flaming up. Yet, in the midst of her embarrassment and nervousness, that small ball of desire had begun to grow. With Usui's admittedly dirty but somehow sexy words, her body was telling her that she wanted what Usui was offering.

"Okay." Misaki found her voice saying. "Then do just that."

Clearly, Takumi had not expected her to say that. At most, he had expected her reaction to be one of embarrassment and to call him a perverted alien or idiot, but not for her silky voice to trail into his ears and command him to fuck her. And he certainly didn't expect her to drop to her knees with her face right in front of his arousal which was already straining to get out of his constricting jeans.

"You don't have to-"

"But I want to. So shut up." Which was true, even to Misaki's surprise when she interrupted Usui. Of all the men that she had had to service, for the first time she actually wanted to. When she sneaked a look up at Usui from her position, his lips that did such sinful things to her body was parted in surprise and his eyes... His beautiful eyes were alight in desire, desire only meant for her. Misaki knew that he had been with other women, but she secretly wanted him to look at her only. She would make sure of that.

"Ayuzawa..." Takumi couldn't help but let out a moan as Ayuzawa accidentally (or was it on purpose? Knowing Ayuzawa, it probably was) brushed his clothed erection as she unbuckled his belt slowly and unzipped his jeans. While Takumi was burning with impatience from Ayuzawa's deliberate slow motions, he had at least the satisfaction that this time he could make as much noise and touch her as much as he wanted. It was with much self-restraint that he merely placed a hand cupping Ayuzawa's head as his jeans fell to the ground due to gravity and the only barrier between his erection and her mouth was his boxers. Even that was discarded hastily, and Takumi's eyelids fluttered closed in bliss as her lips parted over his cock.

He mumbled something incoherent as Ayuzawa teasingly traced the length of his cock with her tongue until she reached the base. Then her tongue danced wonderful patterns up again leaving flurries of pleasure and warmth in its trail. Takumi was ready to orgasm, if he was being honest with himself, and all this was caused by Ayuzawa's tongue when she hadn't even opened her mouth to take him in. She had all the control over him, and she didn't even know. With every touch, every unexpected smile, every word she spoke, Takumi was falling harder and harder. This Takumi had to chuckle at. Him, falling in love with a self-proclaimed man hater who actually did have some soft spots for men like Yukimura, Kanou, and yes, an even bigger soft spot for him. When had he fallen in love with such an impossible and stubborn woman who interested, worried and amused him to no end?

Ayuzawa looked up in surprise at his light laugh. Takumi could tell what she was thinking in her mind "Was he making fun of her?" due to the indignation she wore on her expression. Softly, he smiled back down at her. She was the only woman who could not only make him orgasm, but the only one to bring such feelings out of his normally blank and perhaps even fake facade he wore.

"It's nothing. You're just really something, Ayuzawa." Takumi could tell his cheeks were flushed, although nowhere as bright red as Ayuzawa's.

Annoyed, Ayuzawa went back to her task at hand, perhaps even spitefully giving him a harder flick with her talented tongue before finally opening her mouth and finally taking him in. Takumi's grip on her head tightened ever so slightly at her all too pleasurable actions, but still kept his hand relaxed so she knew she could pull herself out anytime she wanted.

Torture, that's what it was. Torture for him to just keep his position standing in the hallway and not for Takumi to either fuck and bruise the back of her mouth or throw her onto her bed that was a few steps over and thrust into her heat like he had wanted to for weeks now. His small moans that he let loose were the only sounds in the apartment aside from the small sucking noises Ayuzawa was making on his cock. Still, Takumi was a patient man. Soon he would be having Ayuzawa make those delightful moans herself as he repaid her for his pleasure. Takumi let out another tortured growl as her hands massaged his balls. Yes, he would have her scream in wild abandon soon enough. It was a good thing that he knew the walls were soundproof or else her neighbors would complain. And he didn't want anyone else but them to hear the sounds of them indulging in each other's bodies.

Misaki was quite proud to see Usui's facade break down so easily in front of her. Unlike last time, he had composed himself so no hint of his pleasure could be seen. But now he was quite willing to let free of his groans. His hand cupping the back of her head laced itself into her hair, following her teasingly slow rhythm before hardening and urging her to take a faster rhythm. For now, Misaki allowed him to momentarily take control and set a pace of pushing and pulling her mouth on and off his cock. She was far too satisfied with the gasps and moans of pleasure Usui was giving to be annoyed that he had taken control from her.

Misaki squeezed her thighs together, rubbing herself a bit to get friction in the place between her legs. She could feel her panties getting starting to get wet. She wanted him badly she had to admit. All of him. Misaki herself let out a moan that vibrated up Usui's cock as one of her hands impulsively cupped her own breasts, wanting to feel the same level of pleasure that she was giving Usui.

"Ayuzawa..." Usui murmured. Misaki expected his words to be a warning of his orgasm, but instead she found herself being lifted up from her kneeling position.

The next thing she knew, she was thrown onto her bed, legs and arms sprawling in surprise. She felt the bed dip as Usui smoothly got on as well until he was kneeling over her, caging her body with his. Misaki knew that Usui had a tall figure, but now he seemed so much taller and bigger. And somehow in the process, he had thrown his shirt off in some unknown corner of the room, leaving him completely stark naked. Unconsciously, she licked her lips as her eyes fluttered to Usui's bare chest, refusing to look any lower. But even then his toned chest caused her heartbeat to race, almost painfully beating against her chest. One of her hands came up to trace the outlines of his six pack, marveling at the flesh that was seemingly carved out of a marble sculpture of a Greek god.

Usui caught her hand with his and brought it up to his lips, gently pressing a soft kiss to her wrist.

"My turn. Be prepared," Usui said, his handsome face sporting a very wicked grin.

A/N: I think I'll break up the steaminess into two or three different chapters. Good things can't come all at once, you know *winks. Please review and comment what you liked or would like to see more of! I can't promise everything but I do love reading everyone's reviews. Loves to you all my beautiful readers!

Also fun fact, even though I use cuss words in my writing, I don't swear. I have a self implemented one-cuss-word-per-year policy and I already used it for the 2017 year when a car ran a stop sign and nearly ran my friend and I over when we were in the middle of the crosswalk. I hope that driver does not harm anyone else.