i'm so sorry for the delay! actually this story's already finished two weeks ago. but the thing is i'm on my holiday with my family... no time to be online because we always gather or go somewhere :(( so i hope this chap satisfies you all :) thanks for waiting :')

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PASSION

chapter 4. another ribbon


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I was quite surprised when I found Misaki sleeping beside me like nothing had happened. Because, usually he would wake up quickly, tidy up real quickly, and leave quickly after we had sex. But not this time, I guess. The red ribbon, which was still stained with our semen, was on the floor. I did say that I needed the ribbon for some other 'play', but this wasn't long orbig enough… I needed another ribbon. In determination to surprise my little, chibi Misaki, who was sleeping peacefully on my bed, I decided to take a visit to Lieutenant Awashima's room. Oh, and I made sure Misaki couldn't escape. I closed the curtain, locked the window, and locked the door from the outside, of course. I wrote a note about some ice cream in the refrigerator, just in case he was hungry when he woke up. After taking pictures with my phone because he was so cute, I stepped out and walked to Lieutenant's room.

I didn't have any thoughts about what I would expect to see in a lieutenant's room. Although she's a woman, I doubted that she had a pink glamorous room for her own. So I pressed the fifth floor button.

Some people think there aren't any girls in Scepter 4's headquarters, but actually we have some, and they're all on this floor. So when I stepped out from the lift, I could already hear squeals. Sweet Jesus, there was nothing to be fussed about and I wished they would stop that each time I walked in. They weren't like this to the others, just for me and sometimes when Akiyama's around. But I didn't really care. I just used my irritated face like I always do, and walked to Lieutenant Awashima's room.

Knock knock.

"Who is it?"

"Fushimi Saruhiko."

The door was openedand revealed Awashima Seri, still wearing her uniform. It looked like she was in the middle of a work. She looked a bit irritated from beingdisturbed, plus she probably wasn't fond of my smug expression as I stood before her. "What is it, Fushimi?"

"I'm wondering, Ma'am, if you have any ribbons,"Isaid with a low voice.

"What…?"

"Like I said," I mumbled. This wasn't like me, asking for a ribbon as a man is embarrassing. "…do you have ribbons? Red or pink in particular, and big…also long."

Lieutenant Awashima frowned. "Fushimi is asking for…ribbons…?" she repeated, not believing herself for hearing such a question.

"…yes."

"Fushimi, if you have guts to joke around, can you please bother someone else—"

I gripped hard the door and with my serious, low, sexy voice he asked again. "Lieutenant Awashima… Please, ribbons…" I cursed myself for putting myself in a position where I had to beg for something. And it's just a ribbon. I wanted to rant, but I remembered that this was my superior standing in front of me. Even though I thought this wouldn't work, but…

"…fine."

"Huh?"

"…don't 'huh' me, I said you may take one of my ribbons."

I looked at a blushing Awashima. Yes, she's blushing for goodness sake. 'Even this woman fall for something like that. Am I that…attractive or something?' I thought. But I entered the room nevertheless. It was neat, as I expected from a female. Awashima pulled out red ribbons from the cupboard and it looked like the perfect size for me. And it's wide too. After thanking Awashima I walked back to the lift and hummed happily.

I arrived in front of his room and giggled because I could hear a lot of banging sounds from inside. 'Misaki's awake,' I grinned. I took my time to imagine what Misaki could be doing inside. What if he was currently pleasuring himself just like last time? But that's impossible, doing that wouldn't cause such loud noises. Or was he mad enough to rip every single piece of clothing in my closet so I couldn't wear anything besides this uniform? Hm. I wouldn't want that. Laughing a little, I finally unlocked the door. When there was a 'click' sound from the lock and the banging sounds inside stopped for a moment. Followed by stomps. Loud ones. I held my laughter. As I expected, the door was pulled open from inside. My Misaki sure was desperate to get out. But I couldn't let him goso I gripped the handle to prevent my Misaki from opening it. Couldn't hold on much longer, I let out my evil laughter until my stomach hurt a little. I could sense the fury from the other side of the door.

"DAMN YOU MONKEY! LET ME OUTTA HERE! HEY!"

"No way, Mi~sa~kiiii~~! I finally have you here, I won't let you go~ I still want to play~"

"HELL MONKEY! Y-YOU ALREADY P-P-PLAYED YESTERDAY! AND YOUR BIRTHDAY IS OVER!"

Misaki was so cute when he stuttered in anger like this. I could imagine he was blushing right now, and thinking about the sex we had last night. Giggling again, I opened the door. Of course, Misaki tried to dash away, but I caught him easily and lifted him up, carried him bridal style before I kicking the door closed with my leg. Misaki punched my chest with his arms; he was blushing all right.

"STOP! PUT ME DOWN! I WANNA GO BACK! I WANT—MMMH—"

I kissed Misaki forcefully and inserted my tongue when Misaki moaned. I did that for couple of minutes until I felt my Misaki getting tired and no longerstruggled. When I was sure of it, I let go of my Misaki and put him on the tub in the bathroom. I chuckled because Misaki's face was flushed red and it looked like he was spacing out. "Get a shower first, Misaki."

"O-oh right… I haven't taken it…" Misaki stuttered. "W-what? G-get out, Saru!" he kicked me.

I smirked and walked out, but didn't lock the door. Even Misaki himself wasn't aware of it. So I waiteduntil I heard the sound of curtain closing and the shower starting before walking back in to snatch his clothes. Then I placed the long and wide ribbon in the bathroom to see how he would react. He would scream, I suppose, but I would force him to wear it anyway.

While waiting for him, I decided to tidy up the bedroom. Misaki's berserk mode was truely destructive. One of my pillows was ripped and the feathers were everywhere. Fortunately, it wasn't ripped too badly. I could still stitch it. My closet looked damaged due to Misaki's effort from seeking the room key. Even my kitchen seemed to be in poor condition. After I put things back in theright place, my stomach growled and at the same time the shower stopped. I looked at the bathroom door before within seconds it banged open.

"SARU! WHERE THE HELL IS MY SHIRT! AND MY PANTS!"

I looked at Misaki's head. His body wasn't out from the bathroom yet. I smirked. "Why, don't you have clothes there?"

"IT'S JUST A RIBBON!"

"Wear it then~"

"I'M NOT WEARING A RIBBON!"

"I'll give your shirt back…if you wear that ribbon. Or else," I lifted his shirt making him gasped, "…I'll burn it and you'll forever be naked."

"T-THEN I'LL JUST…use your clothes!" He continued with embarrassment. I was eager to see my Misaki wore my clothes, but for now…

"Nope. You'll wear that ribbon. If you insist on wearing my clothes, I'll just rip them off!" I said in a sing-sang voice, "I don't mind getting naked together with Misaki~"

Misaki was both shocked and panicked at the same time, blushed. "H-Hey don't! S-Stop, I already wore the ribbon l-last night!" He pleaded. I nodded in agreement, but last night the ribbon just covered his nipple and his cock. It wasn't very arousing.

"I want you to wear it full body this time," I hummed. "Will you wear it for me, Misaki?"

Misaki gulped. He could obviously see my flame nearly reaching his lovely white shirt. Defeated, he sighed and nodded in embarrassment. "F-f-fine. D-don't do anything."

"Yeah…sure…" I grinned evilly.

I took out my PDA and prepared my camera mode.

"Too long, Misaki~ you'll catch a cold if you stay in the bathroom~"

"S-shut up!"

The bathroom door creaked open. I almost dropped my jaw. Misaki was so beautiful! The way those red slightly transparent ribbon covered his body was perfect and I literally could see through it. Misaki was aware of it, that's why he fidgeted uncomfortably while he walked to the kitchen, tried his hardest to hide his body.

I (of course, after hitting the camera button numerous times and managing to take some photos) smiled and pretended to not be a pervert. "Misaki, can you make breakfast?" I asked calmly.

"Huh? Well, I guess I can…?" Misaki looked confused with my action. I understood that he thought of me as an extreme pervert who has sex all the time, so now that I seemed uninterested with his outfit, he became unsure. Nevertheless, he took his time in the kitchen and grabbed some ingredients. Soon enough, he already forgot about the ribbon he wore.

In the meantime, I exported my photos to my computer and made it my desktop background. Of course, to prevent anyone seeing it, I had it ask for a password each time it was opened. Then I turned on my TV, sat in front of it and yawned while I watched some cooking programs.

Then I peeked at Misaki. Maybe it was because he was cooking something at high temperatures that he was sweating right now. And it only aroused me more. Hey, at first I wanted to do it after we ate, not before, okay? I sighed and looked at my crotch. It was 'awake'.

I stood up and walked quietly to the kitchen. Misaki still didn't notice that I was standing behind him right now. I noticed he cooked his 'Yatarice', and some rice fell to the floor. Testing his focus, I asked. "Misaki, rice on the floor."

"Hm? Oh. Leave it be."

Well what do you expect? Misaki didn't even bother and kept his hazel eyes on his pan. I smirked. Then I could play with him a little bit right? I lowered my body and pretended to take the rice. I took it, but just threw the rice away somewhere. I focused myself on that smooth legs of Misaki. I wanted to grab them, but—

"Oops, fried rice almost done!" he reminded me. He didn't know I was beneath him and he wasstill focused on the fried the rice. But he turned down the fire a bit now. My heart almost jumped, darn it. I prepared my move once again, now, with more confidence. Then with my sudden fast pace, I licked the inner left side of his legfrom below until his I reached his ass. Misaki jolted hard. "Hnnggghh?!" he gasped. Both of his legs were trembling now. He was lucky that he turned off the fire seconds before I licked it; if he didn't he might've burned himself and he would be screaming in pain. I shivered at my thought and shook my head, focusing on how Misaki wiggled to run away. But he couldn't of course, because I held his feet. "S-Saru, stop, let go…!" he whined.

I ignored him and grabbed his legs firmly this time, and gave another tentative lick. He gasped and started to lose his balance. His arms desperately searched for support. I groped his ass and heard him squeak. Giggling, I lifted him up and placed him on the kitchen table which had a few stacks of snacks. There was some grilled bacon too… My Misaki knew I like meat so I guessed he managed to make some before he made his fried rice. But I kept it aside for now because I could feel Misaki trying to escape again. Chuckling, I raised both of his legs and placed them on my shoulder. Misaki shook his head as if to say 'no'. But you know better than that, I wouldn't take 'no' as answer. I blocked him with my two hands and grinded. Ooh yes, it felt so amazingly good. As for Misaki, he moaned in surprised and quickly covered his mouth. I teased him and grinded again, adding friction to the pace.

"Aah! Saru! N-no…aaah!" He trashed his head side to side and his hands gripped the edge of the table. His sweat trickled some more and the ribbon became more transparent. I bit his nub and enjoyed his squirming body beneath me. I traced his body with my lips and gave him an occasional peck through the ribbon. I could only hear Misaki's 'aah' and 'nngghh' now. His fingers were soiled with oil because he unconsciously grabbed some bacon while he was squirming. I brought his fingers and licked it one by one. His eyes showed shock and embarrassment and his body shivered. I sucked them slowly, played them with my tongue. I didn't stop grinding myself and thepleasure made him moan in need with drool leaking out. He looked so sexy and tempting.

I looked around and found that little ribbon that wasn't used. I thought a bit and pulled myself away. Misaki gasped and whined in confusion. I smirked and gestured for him to wait before picking up the ribbon. I lifted Misaki so he could sit properly on the table. His head leaned to my chest. Hah, a virgin who couldn't handle foreplay, I chuckled. And in his unsure daze, I tied his arms again. It took him few seconds until he realized that I tied them and as I expected him to, he yelled.

"What the fuck? I won't run, so lemme go!"

"Nope. Now be a good boy while I make you see heaven," I whispered on his ear and nibbled on it. I felt Misaki shiver and I knew that I won. He mumbled 'what the fuck' twice before I tied his hands on top, at the glass holder. He frowned.

"Why do you—hnnngghh!" He gasped when I stroke his cock. Misaki drooled and his eyes became unfocused. Looking at the ribbon dress I forced him to wear, it seemed so sensual. When his arms were stretched up like that, automatically the dress was also pulled up a bit so part of his ass was now touchable. And because it was a bit pulled up, it became tighter uncomfortable for Misaki. I licked at his already perked nipple to ease him a bit because the ribbon was in the way. Well it did made him more sensitive than usual. Compared to the last time he wore a ribbon bra, this was much more fun to devour.

I put his legs on the kitchen table and backed off a bit to see my Misaki. I smirked with satisfaction. If I saw him from here, it seemed like he was the one who invited me to do things. Hands up, eyes needy, and his penis stood, ready for another teasing. I licked my lips before I stripped off my own clothes and freed my aching, throbbing member. I heard Misaki gasped. "Like what you see?" I asked him and climbed on the table too. I shoved his head so he was face to face with my cock. "Suck hmm, Misaki?"

Misaki let out some tears before he opened his mouth and licked it several times before taking it in. It was warm and wet (like a mouth should be) and it was very pleasurable. I pet his head so he knew that I felt good. But soon enough Misaki, with a confidence that came out of nowhere, nibbled on it. I jolted and quickly pulled out. Misaki grinned, despite his exhaustion. "Can't handle it anymore huh, monkey?"

I growled and opened his legs, placed my cock in front of the entrance. Misaki panicked.

"S-Saru no, we've done it just yesterday, you can't do it again n-now…"

"Why not? I want it," I answered as I vibrated mine. He whimpered and arced his body until his chest met mine. I hummed in enjoyment of the friction. "Your body wants it too," I added.

"N-no…you're lying…" he gasped and still shook his head.

To proof that I was right, I lifted his hips up, ready to sheath mine in. He was shocked and his eyes showed that he was afraid.

"No! You haven't prepare me yet! S-stop Saru!"

I licked him in one motion from his stomach to his jawline. It tasted ribbon-ish of course, but the way the ribbon crimpled and became more transparent because of my saliva was quite erotic. I saw his fist clenched like he was trying to calm down. It would be helpful, it might ease the pain a bit because I wanted to do him raw right now. So, without further warning, I went in.

"HAAHH—! "

"Aaahh… Misaki you're so tight…so warm…"

"S-stupid…S-Saru…Hnnggh! The…ri-ribbon is…r-r-ribbon—aaahh..!"

"Does it still hurt, hmm?"

"Y-you…! O-of course…! B-but…n-no...Y-yes…ahh!"

"Fu fu, which one is…it?!" I bucked my hips hard so my cock probed deeper and touched his spot. Misaki yelped and his eyes rolled back.

"T-there! OH! R-ribbon—OH!"

"Hmm? Here…?"

"Y-yah—ahh—"

I felt bad because Misaki couldn't hug me. His arms were tied up like that…although it made him more like a present for me, it must be hurting him. But I was enjoying myself too much now andI didn't put too much concern into it. I'll apologize later, I thought. But for now, my job was to make Misaki cum. I did few harsh jerks to him and hugged him close so he wouldn't wiggle about. "Nnn…Misaki…close…?"

"C-clo-close—"

"Hmm…then come together…?"

"Y-yah—yes—uhh-nggg—"

Aaah, the sight of Misaki cumming was so splendid. I grinned at him and his face showed that he felt satisfied too, although he looked extremely tired. When I tried to kiss him, he—

"Ouch! What's that for, Misaki?!" He bit my lower lip!

"Y-You…! I'm tired! I wanna go to sleep! I wanna go home! But you…!" He trembled. "Let go! You moron, let me go!" He desperately tried to untie his arms, but unfortunately I tied it too tight. I sighed and leaned close. He jolted a bit, looked uncertain about what I was going to do.

"…relax Misaki. I'll make this up to you, okay?"

"…now."

"Huh?"

"Make it up now!" His fiery hazel eyes pierced through me. I suddenly became a bit nervous. I've never felt nervous before (except before my previous Red King; bleh, don't even try to bring that up).

"O…kay, what do you want me to do?"

"First, untie me!"

Oh, so there would be another request. "Misaki, only one—"

"Then wear the ribbon!"

What? What even? I scolded while I tried to cut the ribbon on Misaki's hands slowly with a knife. "Misaki, you should think before you say something like that. It's too much and I don't think you'll enjoy it either, so…"

"I want you to wear it!" Misaki repeated his words. "I don't fucking care if it doesn't suit you! O-or I will hate you forever!"

I froze. Hatred wasn't something I dislike. We (me and Misaki) spent so much time hating each other until finally we came to an understanding that we actually care. But the times when I tasted Misaki's hatred, I didn't say it wasn't pleasurable. It was quite enticing, as a matter of fact. So when he said that he would probably hate me (again), it didn't make much difference. I just giggled lowly after I untied him. "Really Misaki? I don't mind you hating me." Then I looked at him to see his reaction, which made me a bit guilty.

"Y-You jerk, you fucking stupid monkey…! You don't, but I do! Fine, if you really don't mind I'm hating you then—gah, FINE!" Misaki's hazel eyes threatened to spilltears while he stomped to the door, hurriedly took off the ribbon and snatched his clothes. I sighed and took the stained ribbon. It was fully covered with Misaki's sweat.

"Misaki, come here a sec."

"NO! I'M LEAVING."

"Wait. I'll do it."

"…what?" Misaki turned around, his eyes clearly showed excitement. I growled.

"That's what I said. I'll do it. But just for now, which means I won't wear it all day lo—"

"Are you really doing it Saru?!" Misaki jumped at me and waited like a puppy. I found that side of him annoying, yet cute at the same time. I bit my lips and nodded. Misaki's face brightened and he closed his eyes immediately. "Then do it! I'll close my eyes so you can do it now!"

I was a bit embarrassed of course, but I stripped off anyway. Carefully I placed my clothes on my bed and tied the ribbon over my body. It felt weird but when my skin touched Misaki's sweat, which was a bit gross, I groaned. Misaki twitched and his ears went red. I smirked and continue on tying the rest of this reddish ribbon. It was…weird. And as a present for him, I tied one little ribbon on my hair, forming like a cute butterfly ribbon. I licked my lips and whispered to Misaki's face. "I'm done… Open your eyes, Misaki…"

I wanted to laugh when I saw Misaki's eyes almost popped out. I could see my reflection clearly from those hazel orbs. I did look like candy. Whoa there, I wasn't enjoying it, in fact I was very embarrassed, just so you know. But for Misaki, I'd do anything. Except bottoming. Well maybe it wasn't bad, but I didn't want to today. I leaned closer to Misaki as I enjoyed him fidgeting. Giggling, I let my body touched his and we both moaned from the skin contact. "Misaki, look at me, Misaki~" I whispered naughtily while I grinded my whole body. I sensed that Misaki really wanted to take control; in fact, one of his hands was on my back now, ready to flip my body over. Sadly I didn't want to. So I placed his hand on my shoulder instead, and lifted his legs. He gasped and backed a bit.

"S-Saru we mustn't—"

"I won't… Just grinding. Okay?"

"Nnnh… Mm…Saru…" Misaki moaned immediately after I grinded against him. But I was aware that we both quite tired. So I picked up my pace in effort to make us cum faster. That way we could get aproper rest and bath quickly.

When we come, it was rough and Misaki's scream echoed throughout the room. It was blissful and satisfying. I hummed and stood back after I regained my strength. Misaki was alsoexhausted. I was thinking of giving him a massage before he took a bath for the second time this morning, but apparently he wasn't as tired as I assumed he would be.

Misaki stood with his totally red face and glared at me. "Really Saru?! Morning sex!" he screamed and ran into the bathroom. When I wanted to follow him, he already shouted not to come in.

This will be troublesome, I thought. I took off the ribbon and dumped it into the trashcan. When Misaki came out, was already wearing his shirt and pants.

"I'm leaving and you can't hold me!"

Then he left.

But somehow I didn't stop him like I always do. I wondered why. Would something good happen today? Would I get my Misaki back? Stretching out my muscles, I dipped into the bathtub and huffed.

I wonder what will happen next.

end of ch4


finally! sorry if it lacks of sexiness :|

oh i have this sudden urge to write fic about bunny!Misaki. should i post it as next chapter or should i post it as different story?

lol review please? XD