Well, I did it. My capacity is one lemon per chapter right now, but IIIIIIIIIIII did it.

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'I'm trying to think about anything other than what I'm doing. But Usagi-san is making it really hard. No! Not hard! Difficult! Challenging! Not hard', Misaki struggled mentally.

Why had he agreed to it in the first place?

"Misaki, can I ask why you chose this outfit?", Akihiko asked, nipping at Misaki's neck.

"I. . . it was j-just the first I p-picked out", Misaki stammered, trying to pull the skirt down to cover more leg.

He ended up picking up a schoolgirl outfit. But the top exposed the midriff in a way that made Akihiko lick his lips at the plane of skin. And the skirt would probably be better suited as a belt.

"I guess it didn't matter which you chose. It's going to come off anyway."

Akihiko kissed Misaki deeply as one hand caressed his face. The other hand trailed down until it found its destination.

"Ah", Misaki sighed as Akihiko fondled his new breast.

'I had no idea how sensitive thse things were.'

Akihiko licked down Misaki's neck, before forcing him out of the shirt. Still feeling modesty, Misaki covered himself with his arms.

"Misaki-chan, don't do that. I want to see all of you."

"Misaki-chan! Shut up! You perver-"

All protests weakened when Akihiko grabbed a wrist in each had and spread them apart. Misaki tried to look anywhere but Akihiko's awestruck face.

"Agh! U-Usagi-san", Misaki's new voice moaned when Akihiko latched his mouth on his breast, licking and biting.

Misaki's hands found their way into Akihiko's hair. He noticed a strange feeling pooling between his legs, but didn't mind it at all. In the midst of his impassioned moaning, he could feel Akihiko smirking in victory against his skin, but Misaki didn't care about that either.

"More. . .", he found himself sighing.

Akihiko couldn't believe his young lover was being so cooperative, but then again, neither could Misaki himself.

''It's all these new feelings, everything's so overstimulated', Misaki thought, his eyes closing as he entrusted his body to Akihiko.

Misaki felt hands tugging at his skirt and opened his eyes to see a bare chested Akihiko. 'When had he taken his shirt off?', Misaki wondered.

The skirt came off slowly as Akihiko's eyes widened when he saw what was under it. "You're not wearing any underwear."

"Uh. . . w-well, boxers didn't really fit with the outfit, and I d-don't have anything else to-"

"I'm not complaining at the moment, but I wouldn't mind shopping for some sexy lingerie next."

Akihiko brought a hand down the cup Misaki's new heat.

"Hah! Usagi-san~"

Misaki felt Akihiko rub against his slick warmth. Then a lone finger prodded his new entrance. Misaki grasped Akihiko's shoulders.

"Don't worry", he whispered into Misaki's ear. "I'll be gentle."

If Misaki wasn't so flustered, he would've said something to uphold his pride. He could feel something flowing from him, and instead of being scared, he just hoped Akihiko wouldn't make another comment.

Finally the Akihiko's finger fully entered Misaki. It didn't hurt as much as he anticipated and he could feel something running down his legs. Misaki got up the courage to look up to the man above him. As soon as their eyes locked, Akihiko started thrusting the finger, drawing wonderful sounds from his Misaki.

"U-Usagi-san. Mmm. .Ah!"

Akihiko slid down until he was between Misaki's legs. Misaki looked confused for a moment, but all thoughts flew from him mind the moment he felt the flat of Akihiko's tongue. Moans fell even more freely as his wicked tongue played around with Misaki's folds.

'It's too much! All these feelings-'

But Misaki's thoughts were cut short when Akihiko's tongue hit a special spot. Misaki didn't know what it was, or why it felt so good, but any thing that wasn't about the man's mouth was barred from his mind.

He brought a hand that held onto Akihiko's head, keeping him between his legs. Misaki could feel something coiling inside him. And as Akihiko's lips and tongue worked on that little spot, sucking and licking, it got tighter, and tighter.

Misaki's ears didn't even hear how loud he was yelling. He could feel his orgasm building up and he just needed-

Suddenly Akihiko rose from his position and looked at Misaki triumphantly.

"Usagi-san", Misaki whined at the loss of contact. He wanted more, but wasn't sure what he was asking for.

"If I had known dressing up turned you on so much, I would've done it sooner", Akihiko said, slipping out of his pants.

"Shut up", Misaki said, but with less force behind it than before.

Akihiko stroked the inside of Misaki's thighs, before coming up to grip his hips. He hovered over Misaki's body and whispered something that made Misaki melt inside and grasp at his back. Akihiko ran his cock up and down Misaki's entrance, listening to that pants that came from his lover's mouth.

Misaki closed his eyes as he felt Akihiko start to enter. He was slow, and tried not to hurt Misaki.

'I didn't even realize that this is like he's taking my virginity. . . again.'

Soon Akihiko was fully sheathed and he heard Misaki let out a sigh. Suddenly Misaki rolled his hips and that gave Akihiko the signal to start moving. He thrust softly at first, but Misaki's moans told him to go faster.

And if that wasn't enough, Misaki told him himself. "Ah! Usagi-san, harder! Harder!", he gasped.

Misaki could feel it again, that coiling that was about to pop. He wanted to reach it this time without stopping. But this time Akihiko didn't stop, he just slowed down and looked Misaki in the eye. He could hear his younger lover whine at the speed and his beautiful lips in a pout.

"What is it Misaki? Do you want something?", he teased.

"You. . . you know what I want."

"No, tell me", Akihiko grinned, his thrusts getting even slower.

Misaki couldn't take it anymore. He needed release! "I want you to make me cum!", Misaki yelled.

"With pleasure."

Immediately, Akihiko started hard thrusting again, reveling in the sounds Misaki made.

"Agh! Usagi-san! I'm gonna, I'm gonna. . ."

"Yes, Misaki. Cum for me", Akihiko whispered, and he angled his thrust so no he was hitting that spot again.

Misaki let out a scream before slowly coming down from his high. Akihiko slipped out of him and positioned himself next to Misaki. He looked at his beautiful lover, who probably about to freak out about all the things he said in the heat of passion.

Akihiko knew that even if Misaki now had a pair of breasts, long hair, and new genitals, but Misaki would always be Misaki.

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Next up: Shinobu executes his plan with Miyagi being none the wiser. Will hopefully have lemons. Wish me luck!

Also, tell me what ya thought of my first lemon. I'd like to know how I did.