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Disclaimer: Junjou Romantica does not belong to me. Only in my dreams…

CHAPTER 2 – USAGI-SAN'S GIFT

After they have cleaned out the kitchen of Usagi-san's litter, they both took a shower together to "conserve water" as Usagi-san puts it. But Misaki was wondering where the conservation of water was actually in their shared shower, while Usagi-san pounded him against the bathroom wall while the water pouring from the shower beats on them. Misaki came out of the bathroom dazed, tired and utterly satisfied. After cuddling on the couch, Misaki got up to prepare their dinner. Usagi tried to help, but he ended up putting too much soy sauce on the sauce and Misaki had to shoo him away from the kitchen.

They ate in companiable silence, gazing in each other's eyes and holding hands every now and then.

After dinner, Misaki went to wash the dishes and lets Usagi help this time. Misaki glanced at Usagi who was industriously wiping the plates dry. He was biting his lip with concentration and was tilting the plates every now and then to check if there were any wet spots left. Misaki smiled. They did nothing special but he thought that this might be his best birthday yet.

"There! All done!" Usagi looked proud of himself as he looked at the plates that he wiped dry.

Misaki chuckled. "Great. From now on, you'll be the one to wipe the plates since you're so good at it."

"Of course." Then, without warning, he grasped Misaki's waist and planted a wet kiss on his lips.

Misaki yelped and held on to Usagi's shoulders tightly. Overcoming his surprise, he growled and nipped Usagi's bottom lip, making the older man moan. He suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, wait!" MIsaki exclaimed, pushing at Usagi's shoulders.

Usagi drew back in surprise. "What is it? Did I do something wrong?"

Misaki chuckled. "No. I just remembered that you told me that you have another surprise? Right? Right?"

Usagi hid his smirk and pretended to be thinking hard. "Did I say that? I actually don't remember."

Misaki shook Usagi's shoulders. "No! You told me earlier that since the cake was a disaster you have another surprise!"

Usagi looked hurt. "So…you think that the cake idea was a disaster?"

Misaki quickly backpedaled. "Ah! No, no! I said that it's the thought that counts right? So…well…the cake was…" he trailed off, now unsure what to say. "I'm sorry, it was a very sweet gesture and I did say thank you!"

Usagi turned away, hiding his smirk. "No, you said it was a disaster. I understand. You don't need to say anything."

MIsaki grasped his arm. "Usagi-san, come on. I'm sorry."

"No, I do understand. You must be laughing inside, insulting me because of my incompetence."

MIsaki hugged Usagi's back from behind. "Well, I am laughing. But with you, not at you."

"Did you see me laughing?"

Misaki sighed as he tightened his arms. "I'm sorry. Tell me what to do to make it up to you."

Usagi sighed. "Well, a kiss would be nice."

"Done!" Misaki came around and faced Usagi-san. He grasped the older man's head and pecked Usagi's lips. It was over way too soon and highly unsatisfying that Usagi-san tried his very best not to take control of the kiss.

Misaki drew back, flush covering his cheeks. "There. Better?"

"No. It was like a kiss you give to old people."

Misaki glared, and with all the years of practice, he went on tiptoe and plunged his fingers through Usagi's hair and kissed Usagi-san. He opened his mouth to draw out his tongue and plundered the older man's mouth. Misaki smirked inwardly as he heard Usagi's groan. He then stepped closer and wrapped his arms around the older man's neck as he drew back slightly to nibble Usagi's lips then plunging his tongue inside again.

Usagi was losing his willpower. He tried to think of ways not to get aroused: he tried to count all his bears in his head, tried to think of his father in an onsen, tried to imagine…Misaki in an onsen, clad in nothing but steam…NO NO NO…wrong image…oh….how did Misaki learn to kiss like this? Usagi moaned in his head.

MIsaki drew back slightly and licked Usagi's lips, leaving little nips on the bottom lip and at the seam. Misaki moaned as he felt himself harden again. Just one kiss, and just like that, he wants Usagi again

Usagi clenched his fist at his side as he forced himself not to crush Misaki against him. But then, all his resolved vanished with just a single word.

"Usagi-san…" Misaki whispered against his lips.

And with a growl, he crushed Misaki against him and took control of the kiss. He grasped the younger man's head and deepened the kiss, almost bending Misaki backwards with the force of it. Usagi then trailed one of his hands to Misaki's waistband and plunged his hand inside, quickly grasping Misaki's hard and dripping cock. With a few strokes of his hand, Misaki came with a cry which he smothered against Usagi's mouth.

Misaki was panting at the force of his orgasm. Wow, to think that we had sex awhile ago. I can't seem to get enough of him, he thought dazedly. He then watched with wide eyes as Usagi drew out his hand from his pants and licked his fingers clean.

"Delicious." Usagi whispered, eyes locked with Misaki.

"B-Baka. Stop that." Misaki whimpered, apparently getting aroused again.

Usagi chuckled and hugged Misaki tightly. He then sat at one of the kitchen dining chair and drew MIsaki to his lap. He then kissed Misaki's hair. "I love you."

MIsaki smiled as he played with the hair in Usagi's nape. He then drew back with a glare. "I haven't forgotten about the gift, you know."

Usagi chuckled. "Guess I have no choice but to give it to you, then."

Misaki beamed. "What is it? The entire season 3 of The Kan? A trip to Ono-san's onsen?"

"Nope. Although it is a trip."

"A trip? But not to Ono-san's onsen? To Sapporo again? To Tokyo?"

Usagi sighed with contentment as he nuzzled Misaki's neck. "When's your next time off work and school?"

MIsaki tilted his head with a sigh to let Usagi gain better access. "Hm…I have my midterms next week. So maybe two weeks from today."

"Good."

Misaki waited and allow Usagi to plant kisses on his neck. Then he got impatient. "So? Where are we going?"

Usagi drew back and took Misaki's chin in his big, cold hand. "How does a trip to Paris sound?"

Misaki gasped. "To Paris? Are you serious?"

Usagi smiled. "Well, you did tell me a few months back that it might be nice to go to Paris."

It was a few months back when Misaki was browsing through the internet and saw the fireworks display in the Eiffel tower and he had just said in passing that it might be nice to see the Eiffel tower in person. They spent their honeymoon in Barbados where they spent their five days there making love in and out of the water, and every imaginable surface in their hotel room. After their honeymoon, Aikawa-san pestered the older man to finish the manuscript, so they haven't had the chance to go to Paris. Apparently, Usagi-san still remembered what he said.

Misaki was still surprised. "Y-Yeah, but I never thought to actually go there!" He then grasped Usagi's collar. "Seriously? We're going to Paris? As in the Eiffel tower, Mona Lisa and everything?"

"Yes." He then placed a loving kiss on Misaki's lips. "It's my birthday gift to you."

"Oh, wow. Thanks. I –" he then lost the words to say. He almost forgot how generous Usagi-san was and was always doing everything that he thought would make Misaki happy. His heart felt tight for the overwhelming love for this man. Misaki thought that even though years would pass, he thought that he wouldn't trade his life for anything.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to go?" Usagi asked worriedly as he noticed Misaki's silence.

"Usagi-san…" Misaki whispered as he placed a kiss on Usagi's lips. "I love you."

Usagi beamed and pecked Misaki's lips. "Let's go upstairs."

Misaki drew back, eyes wide. "Wait! We just did it! Aren't you tired!"

Usagi trailed his hand to Misaki's ass, caressing it. "Nope. Not for my dear, sexy Misaki."

Misaki jumped off his lap, warding off Usagi-san with his hands. "You're insatiable! My butt hurts already!"

Usagi stood up and stalked Misaki like a predator with his prey. "But there are alternative ways to do it, Misaki."

Misaki walked backwards until he was at the bottom of the stairs. "No, when we get to Paris, you can do everything you want then."

Usagi stopped and appeared to be thinking hard. Misaki sighed with relief. Then he gasped as his feet left the floor as Usagi swept him on his shoulders. "Wait! Baka Usagi! Aren't you even listening to me?"

"Nope."

Misaki sighed with exasperation even as excitement danced in his veins. He knew that Usagi knew that even though he protests, just one kiss and one touch from the older man will have his resistance melting in no time.

A trip to Paris with Usagi. Misaki tried hard to contain his glee. It would be like their second honeymoon. He can't wait.