Chapter 6 - What Did We Do?
"Gah! Can't believe they asked those questions!" Misaki yelled as he and Usagi entered the apartment.
The boy flopped on the couch not caring if he still had his team jacket and figure skating costume on. Usagi smirked at how much the costume outlined the boys figure from the back, especially his behind.
The man walked over to the side of the boy shaking his head, "If you're going to lay down atleast change into regular clothing, or would you prefer me to change you?"
That was enough to make the boy get up in huff, "Old perverted man! I'm not a little kid!"
"Oh, But you are, then again even children are responsible enough to eat," the author sneered. The boy stopped walking to the shower room, not bothering to turn around to face the author.
"How did you know?"
"I didn't, you just confirmed it for me now," Misaki clutched his fist.
"It's none of your concern, I have go light to get high, being skinny is a part of the sport itself, no judges want a fat skater! I finally made the team you fu-" without having time to finish his sentence the boy felt. His wrist being pulled towards the couch, only seconds later the boy pushed down onto the couch.
Violet eyes met green eyes, the boy felt both his arms being forced above his head in a tight grip, "None of my concern? Takahiro has trusted me to look after you, you starving yourself for a sport is beyond ridiculous. What weight do you want then? Last I check you're in the men's singles, or are you competing for the ladies singles?"
Misaki's face turned bright red in an instant, "Fuck off! I'll eat normally once the games are done, hell I'll even retire! And I've only been living here for a what? A week?!"
"Don't you talk to your elders this way!" Without time to think Misaki felt the man's lips over his lips. The boy stared st him with wide eyes, the man's tongue tried to enter the skaters warm mouth only for the boy to resist his entry.
"Stop! I'm not a replacement!" Now it was Usagi's turn to be confused.
"Replacement?" His voice shook slightly.
"You loved my brother for a decade! I may be replaceable on a team, but I refuse to be a replacement for anything else!" The boy sobbed, his head turned away from the author.
Usagi signed, placing his head on the boy's chest, "You really believe you're a replacement for Takahiro?'
That made Misaki pay attention.
'I see nothing, but a world of difference between you and Takahiro,' Usagi looked up at the skater, silently taking taking note of the moisture building in the green eyes, 'you cried for my when I had my heart broken on that night Takahiro announced his engagement, and today you couldn't even be happy for yourself knowing other skaters would not come to the Olympic Games
The man lifted his slightly, while pushing down on the boy. Misaki felt his body gently hit the sofa as he looked up not taking his eyes off the man, whom months early all but poked fun at the sport he dedicated his life to, so why was his heart beating so fast?
'Even though today when I saw your couch touching your lips to put lip balm on you, I felt myself get jealous over a brat like you. And observing how far you were willing to go to make it, even to the point of starving and damaging yourself just for your craft, That's when I realized it myself, 'Oh, so he is the one for me!'
"Y-You were jealous of Sakamoto-Sensei?' Misaki stammered, Usagi said nothing. His only response was sneaking his hand under the boy's head before locking lips with the Olympian.
"How many times is this man going to shatter my heart?'
Misaki felt Usagi gently turn him ,around so he was on his stomach, while Misaki felt all the blood rush to his member. He then heard the sound of the zipper of his costume going completely down, followed by a cold breeze that meet his exposed back.
"Wai- Wait ... U-Usagi-San ... maybe we should stop- STOP!" Misaki let out an uncontrolled moan release from lungs as the older man kissed behind his neck, and fingering his behind at the same time.
"What is this feeling? Is this ... pleasure?' Misaki continued to moan, exacting Usagi as the man continued to stretch and finger the skaters body, while also taking off the skaters costume entirely, without Misaki even noticing.
'Why do I want this so badly? Ni-San ... is this what love is suppose to be like?'
Misaki felt the cold fingers leave his body, as they slowly inches down towards his hardened muscle, while the arm lifted the teens hips up slightly, giving Usagi better access to Misaki,s member.
" Ahh!' Misaki cried out as his hips shook from the amount of pleasure he was receiving, 'Usagi-San!"
The author only listened to skaters moans and quick breathes as he slide his fingers up and down the shaft, occasionally teasing the top of the head with his thumb from pre-cum.
Misaki felt like this would last forever, until he felt his body being around, with his back laying flat on the sofa, and green eyes met violet eyes.
He didn't even notice that his costume, jacket and shoes were on the ground, or that he was completely naked, but he did notice that Usagi didn't have any clothes on either.
"W-Wait! Usagi-San! We were both men, isn't this ..." Misaki stopped as he felt the man grab his hand, placing over where his heart was, it pounded so hard it felt it would explode from pumping too much blood.
"He is nervous too ..." Misaki looked at the man, while feeling his face become redder. Usagi lifted the petite legs up, placing himself in front of Misaki's entrance. He stopped noticing how nervous the teen looked.
As if he could read the boy's mind, Usagi placed his hand around Misaki's member, watching as the boy moaned and groaned in hidden pleasure and slight embarrassment, but how else was a Virgin suppose to respond?
While distracting the boy, Usagi placed himself at the entrance of the boy, slowly allowing himself to enter the warm body and at the same time making sure the boy below him was adjusting to the size.
Misaki threw his head back, gasping and moaning more so then before, "Oh God ... it feels so good ... I don't want it to stop ..."
Seeing the boy clearly blinded by his own pleasure, Usagi let go of the member, using both his hands to grabs the small hips. He thrusted quicker, moaning as felt the entrance tighten around his swollen member.
"God ... he is so tight, I don't think I'll be able to last much longer, this brat really is something," and the noises the boy was making wasn't helping either.
"Misaki, relax,' the author instructed the boy, seconds later the skater relaxed making his entrance less tight then before, allowing the man to thrust slightly faster without hurting himself or Misaki.
Hot flesh continued to bounce off the two bodies, which made it harder to control the pleasure for both of the couple.
Misaki gripped the sofa behind him, while tilting his head back as he moaned. Usagi leaned down letting go of the brunettes hips and slide his hands into the boys hands, gently griping the boys hands as he thrust at quicker pace, " Misaki ... I can't hold it in anymore …"
Without waiting for response Usagi gripped Misaki member, this time pumping the hardened muscle at an unbearable rate, "N-N-No ... Usagi- Usagi-San!"
Misaki felt himself release warm liquid from his own body, but the quickened thrusts disgraced him, "Misaki!"
Seconds later the tired man gently laid himself in top of the petite skater, at the same being wary of his weight on the small boy.
The two laid on the couch for what seemed like hours, both thought almost the same thing.
"Nii -San ... what did we just do?"
"Takahiro ... what did we just do? "
- Two Weeks Later, Yamagashi Sushi Restaurant -
"God, we leave in two weeks can you believe!" Giichi explained.
The skaters we currently in a private booth at a restaurant, their coaches decided that the teammates needed to spend 'quality time' with each other. Despite the fact none of skaters seemed terribly interested in the idea.
"I know you've said that three times this evening already," Hiro signed, sipping his tea.
Jun rolled his eyes, "Are you always so stoick? You're a three time Vetern but yet, You act like some Sasuke Uchiha look alike."
Hiro slammed his cup on table, "What did you say?!"
"Stop it!' Misaki stopped the two, he was seated by Jun and was across from Hiro, 'We will be back from the Olympics in like a month. Can't you stay peaceful until then?"
Hiro leaned back in his seat, "Fine, captain. But aren't you even slightly nervous?"
Misaki shook his head, playing around with his sushi pieces, which didn't go unnoticed by his teammates.
"Ehh ... Takahashi-Sama ... aren't you hungry?" Giichi asked, pointing at Misaki plate. The rest of team was half done, but the skater hasn't even touched, or eaten his food.
Misaki shook his head, "I ate before I came here," Misaki lied, "But this drink tastes so weird, but it's not alcohol. Ehh maybe I'm just tired.'
"Just don't faint, or you can eat and just go to the bathroom straight after you know," Jun stayed, only to receive glares from Hiro and Giichi.
Hiro threw a chopstick at him, which nearly hit the boy in the eye, "Don't encourage such horrible advice! We are the men's figure skating team, not the women's team!"
"I was joking, besides Misaki is already the best." Misaki still looked uninterested.
"God Takahashi, you're so quiet, what's the problem: Nervous?" Giichi asked. All three were looking at their captain. Misaki only shook his head.
"Your brother?' Again another shake of the head.
"A girl?" This time Misaki choked on his tea. Jun hit his back, trying to help the choking skater.
"Haha! I got that right!' Giichi cheered in his place, only earning a sweat drop from his teammates.
"Good for you ..." Jun and Hiro said at the same time.
Jun looked at Misaki, "So ... you're afraid your girlfriend will think you neglecting her?"
Misaki face turned bright red, "I don't have a girlfriend-"
"Shit I just gave myself away!"
"Oh come on!' Giichi yelled drunkenly, "Misaki could get any girl he wanted!"
Misaki signed quietly in silent relief as Hiroshi and Giichi argued, unaware that Jun was looking at him suspiciously.
"Takahashi-San ... what are you hiding?" Jun though as he looked at the skater.
- A Few Hours Later -
"Hey, you have legs you idiot!" Hiroshi yelled, currently Giichi was leaning against the tall skater while talking nonsense about different topics.
The drunk man hugged Hiroshi around the neck, cuddling his neck, "Hiro-Chan cares about me so much!"
"Quit calling me that you ass! You're like some clingy high school girl!"
Behind them was Misaki and Jun who were both watching the whole thing in baffled silence.
"Sakamoto-Sensei ... these are the Olympic skaters representing Japan ..." Misaki breathed out. Jun patted his shoulder in agreement.
Jun turned to his slightly shorter teammate, still having a worried look at Misaki, "Ehh Takahashi-San? ... why were you so nervous when you told Giichi that you didn't have a girlfriend?"
Misaki stopped in his footsteps, trying his hardest to hide his horror from his face, "Uh .. I don't know what you're talking about, haha!
"Nii-San, I'm the worst liar ever!" Misaki scolded to himself. Jun raised an eyebrow at the captain, while looking at his teammate even more suspicious then before.
"If you say so, Takahashi-San ..." Jun walked away, not bothering to look at Misaki.
Without looking at his teammate Jun raised his arm waving, "Ill see you at team practice on Monday! Goodnight!"
Misaki only waved back slowly, despite no one being able to see see him wave, "Goodnight …"
The boy started to walk the other way, with face bright red. And it wasn't the alcohol, 'Why should I care if people know? But then again ... people already believe that male figure skaters are always ga-'
'NO! I DONT LIKE MEN!" The boy suddenly yelled, with stress marks all over his face. Only to hear a slight chuckle behind him.
"Do you always scream nonsense at night time?"
"Gah!" Misaki turned around to see his landlord, the one and only author, Usagi.
"Haha! No no! I was just thinking out Load! Haha!"
'Kami-Sama ... please kill me,' the boy thought to himself, even more embarrassed then before.
The author stepped forwards to the skater, patti b his hit gently, "Come on. Let's go home before you start shouting more nonsense to no one."
'Kill me now. Kill me now. Kill me now," The boy kept mentally repeating in his head.
- Twenty minutes later, Usami Residence -
Both men were now back in the comfy penthouse, Usagi watched the young skater flop himself on to his stomach on the couch.
"That's an odd looking bed you have," the author said sarcastically. Misaki only ignored the man, not caring much about anything at the moment. The skater felt pressure on the couch, he turned his head to see Usagi looking directly at him.
'What's wrong? You're even more quiet then usual."
Misaki looked at Usagi for a few seconds, before making direct eye contact, "Usagi ... what if people find out that I s- sl- sle-"
"Was made love to by the great lord and author Usami Akihiko?" Usagi said with slight arrogance, while smirking at the now blushing boy.
Misaki instantly got up looking straight at the man, "I'm serious! This could hurt both of us! How will we deal with this- MMM!"
The boy was interrupted by a pair of cold lips belonging to the older man capturing his own lips. At first Misaki wanted to pull away, but part of him really ... didn't want to. In fact he wanted he wanted to continue.
Usagi smirked feeling the lack of restraint from the boy. Slowly he got on top of the boy, deepening the kiss, while battling tongues with each other. Misaki knew he lost that fight of dominance instantly.
Cold hand made there way to the inside his sweatpants and then the inside of his boxers shorts ...
"Ahh!" Misaki moaned, the feeling of cold hands on a warm erection was a body shock, but it was turning the boy on for some reason.
Usagi separated himself from the boy looking at his face, it was bright red and he was panting hard, "Misaki?"
"Usagi, please ... I can't stop! I feel weird!" Usagi looked astonished, but decided to 'assist' the boy.
Misaki felt the man take his pants and boxers off, his skin was exposed to the cold air, but he was distracted by the man launching himself onto the boy's neck, while one hand continued rubbing up and down the shaft of the skater.
" Misaki, I want to hear your voice," Usagi teased. Misaki barely noticed the man taking off his own clothing, that is until he felt the man scot himself closer to the boy's entrance.
"What do I do? I can't stop feeling like this ..." Usagi started at the obvious internal conflict the boy had, but this only made the man smirk.
Without warning a ice cold finger slid itself into the boy's warm entrance-
"Ah!"
This caused the man to pause for a moment.
"Ehh? Is he really that turned on? This seems a little too quick."
Usagi lowered himself between the boy's legs, kissing the boy's neck slightly, "Misaki, you don't need to hide your reactions, it's only me and you."
The boy only continued to moan as more fingers massaged every inch of his entrance, "that's not the problem! I feel ... I feel AH!"
Usagi had found the boy's weak spot.