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Prompt: This one is dedicated to The Unblossomed Flower who requested Red Riding Hood Romantica Style!
"Misaki kun! Wait!"
Misaki turned around to see Aikawa heading toward him. She was holding out a basket full of expensive bath salts and the like.
"Can you take this with you? It's to Usami sensei from a fan. Since you're going home, I thought that you might take it with you."
Misaki agreed with her and took the basket and headed home from his part time job with Aikawa. When he reached home, the first thing he saw was a small white thong with a red garter belt that attached to red stockings, and a red cloak complete with hood on the couch. There was a note pinned to it.
Misaki,
Put this on and meet me upstairs in the bathroom. If you refuse, then I'll have to force you.
Usagi san.
Misaki just stared at the note then at the dress with dread. Usagi san had been on a fairytale kick since they watched Snow White. He wanted to know every tale and play them out. He claimed that it was for his newest novel.
'Probably some BL novel again! That pervert! I'm going to kill him!'
Misaki sighed and knew he had to do what he was told. Last time ended with him running out of the building half naked with a wig on. He shuddered at the memory when he had to face all of the people the next day.
Ten minutes later, Misaki stood shaking in front of the bathroom door. The basket was clutched in his quivering hands, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
Akihiko looked up from the bath that he was filling up and smirked. He leered at Misaki's outfit and had to keep himself from running over and tearing it off.
Misaki was blushing a deep red that would probably do the cloak proud and tried to hide himself from the hungry eyes of Akihiko with it.
"Ah. I see you have the basket. Bring it here Little Red Riding Misaki."
Misaki started getting flustered. "Wh-what are you going to do to me?"
"No no! Not like that! The whole thing from the beginning!"
Misaki cringed and knew he had to do it. Otherwise there was no escaping.
'Why do I acturally look forward to it?'
Misaki took a good look at the writer and saw that he had on a pair of wolf ears. 'How fitting.' He also noticed that he was no longer holding onto the basket and Akihiko was dumping the contents into the bath.
"M-my! Wh-what big hands you have!" Misaki hoped that dying from embarrassment was an option.
"All the better to touch you Misaki."
"A-and what big teeth you have!"
"All the better to bite you Misaki." The older man licked his lips in anticipation.
Misaki felt that his end was near. "A-and wh-what a b-big.....Don't make me say it!"
Akihiko couldn't wait any longer. He didn't care if Misaki said it or not. He pounced on the teen and promptly stripped him of his clothes.
Misaki later found out that Aikawa was in on Akihiko's plot and that the basket was from Akihiko.
How was that? Good enough?