Misaki looked around nervously. He was totally out of his element. Whereas Akihiko looked right at home.
"Misaki, how about these?", he asked, flashing a thong in his face.
"NO WAY!", Misaki yelled. Then he realized how loud he was being in the lingerie shop. Blushing, he clamped his mouth shut before glaring at Akihiko.
"There's no way I'm getting that. I agreed to buy one pair of under wear and I told you you were pushing your luck with the bra, and I still agreed. So get those dirty thoughts out of your head!", he whispered.
"I get it. You will buy one pair of underwear and a bra", Akihiko said calmly.
"That's right", Misaki confirmed, allowing Akihiko to go to another section. Then something clicked in his brain. He ran up to the tall man and grabbed him by his tie, forcing Akihiko to bend to his level.
"That doesn't mean YOU can buy anything. When we leave, I am only holding ONE bag with something I buy."
"Okay, I get it. I won't buy anything from this store", Akihiko surrendered, yet he didn't look the least bit sad.
Misaki walked through, picking up what he judged to be acceptable. Everything was plain and simple, just the way Misaki liked it, that is except for a pair of panties with a strawberry pattern on them. Akihiko looked at him grinning.
"Strawberry print?"
"Don't look so smug! Having all neutral colors. . . that'd be boring, right?", Misaki's voice steadily got quieter.
He shivered as he felt Akihiko's breath on his ear. "It's alright to say it looks cute", he whispered.
Misaki glared up at the man, prepared to yell, but held himself back, remembering they were in public. "I just said that without it it'd be boring. I'm not buying it because it's cute! Only girls think that."
"Last I checked, you are a girl", Akihiko grinned thinking about how exactly he checked.
"I may be a girl in body, but I'm still a man in spirit. And men don't think things are cute!"
"I think you're cute."
"Well. . . you're not normal!", Misaki said before walking to the register to purchase his things. He did not see Akihiko take out his cellphone to make a call.
-Egoist-
"Keep your hands to yourself!", Hiroki whispered harshly in the dark.
"I can't help it. Hiro-san is so cute."
"N-Nowaki, why did you bring me to a movie with no intention to watch it?"
"Well you wouldn't let me kiss or touch you in the restaurant", Nowaki reasoned.
"Idiot! We can do that at home", Hiroki huffed, finally pulling Nowaki's hands off him.
"You mean, you'd let me touch you at home?"
"Uh. . .", Hiroki staggered when he realized what he'd said. "Um, well. . . it's better than being felt up in a movie theater-"
"Then I'll take you home right away!", Nowaki exclaimed.
"H-hey! I didn't say all that!", Hiroki yelled, but his protests fell on deaf ears as Nowaki grabbed his hand and ran from the theater.
-Terrorist-
"Now then, your skirt has worked its magic, so I think it's time for it to go."
Shinobu fet absolutely estactic that his efforts were not in vain as Miyagi pulled the skirt off of him. He ran a finger along the pair of white panties, and felt Shinobu tremble under him. He gently brought a kiss to the younger's lips.
Before he knew it, Shinobu had wrapped his arms around him and was giving back full force.
'He sure has gained a bit of experience since we met. But I wonder. . .'
Miyagi rubbed up at down the cloth covered slit, and gauged Shinobu's reaction. He quickly broke the kiss a gasped. He thrust his hips upward, grinding against Miyagi's hand. Miyagi could feel Shinobu getting wetter. Shinobu quickly peeled off his shirt, revealing a white bra that would soon be gone.
Miyagi made quick work of it and it was soon thrown off to somewhere in the brought a hand up to one of Shinobu's breasts and caressed it lightly before pinching the nipple, making Shinobu squeal.
"Mmm, Miyagi!", Shinobu gasped, still arching into his hand.
"Its so easy to get you excited", Miyagi grinned.
"Ah! Who's f-fault do you think that is", Shinobu tried to sound angry, but it came out as a sigh when Miyagi licked his inner thigh.
"And I suppose you put on that skirt just because it was comfortable?"
Shinobu glared, which didn't look frightening at all through his lust-filled eyes and flushed face. "J-just do it already!"
"Do what?", Miyagi teased, his finger prodding a sensitive area.
Shinobu couldn't take it anymore and shoved off the last piece of clothing. "I want you right now!"
"You never were patient." Suddenly an idea occured to Miyagi. He bent to Shinobu's ear and whispered, "Remember all those time you came in my mouth?"
Shinobu whimpered, practically covering Miyagi's hand in his wetness, but nodded nonetheless. Miyagi smirked.
"I wonder how you taste now."
Before Shinobu could ponder what he meant, he felt something hot and wet on his center that drove him wild.
"M-Miyagi! Ah! Yes!", Shinobu wailed.
Miyagi slipped his tongue deeper into the tight depths, but then decided a certain part was being neglected. He brought his mouth a tad higher and started sucking. And apparently Shinobu loved every second of it.
"Agh! Oh God yes!", he screamed, trying to push his hips up into Miyagi's face, who held them down forcefully. But just as Shinobu was reaching his climax, Miyagi sat up. Shinobu glared at him with tears of frustration. "You bastard! Finish it!"
""Weren't you just screaming my name a moment ago?", Miyagi teased. "If you're not going to be nice, maybe I should just stop-"
"I won't let you!", Shinobu wrapped his legs around Miyagi's waist, feeling his still-clothed erection. "I'm getting what I want if I have to tie you down to the bed!"
Having a women yell at him had never been so arousing. Maybe it was just because it was his short fused Shinobu who was yelling and threatening to tie him down.
"You know that sounds pretty kinky. Are you going to blindfold me as well?"
"Damn it Miyagi", Shinobu whimpered, grinding against him now.
"I think I've tortured you enough. That's fine, I've gotten my revenge."
"Revenge?"
"You were practically prancing around with the words 'fuck me' written all over you."
Shinobu glared. "I did no such thing!"
"It doesn't matter, I'm having you now", Miyagi stuck one finger through Shinobu and started thrusting.
"Agha! Th-that's what I've been-hah- telling you to d-do!", Shinobu yelled out frustrated.
Miyagi added another finger. "But now I'm doing it because I want to, and not because you seduced me."
"I don't care about that, just do it!", Shinobu closed his eyes and spread his legs.
He felt Miyagi remove his fingers and press something hot and thick. Shinobu gasped at how good something like this felt, and Miyagi had not even entered him yet. Miyagi pressed on and Shinobu clenched instinctively.
"Gah!", he cried out in pain, scratching Miyagi's back.
"Relax", Miyagi said.
"H-how can I! Ah!", Shinobu screamed when Miyagi pressed even further.
He leaned down and whispered into Shinou's ear. "Shinobu, I love you."
Shinobu gasped and let his body relax, until his lover was completely inside of him. He panted harshly and opened his eyes. He stared back up to Miyagi, who was waiting for a started wriggling his hips.
"Start moving!", he commanded.
"Are you sure?", Miyagi teased.
"Yes!"
"If you say so." Miyagi started thrusting and Shinobu's moans filled the room.
"Miyagi! Miyagi! Ah! Faster!"
Shinobu screamed ever louder and soon came to his end, with Miyagi soon after. They settled into bed together and Shinobu sighed.
'If that skirt did that much, then he'll lose his mind tomorrow.'
"What are you thinking about you little schemer?", Miyagi asked.
"Nothing at all",Shinobu smiled, though to Miyagi it looked like an evil grin.
"I don't know, I'm so used to not trusting that face."
Despite that, all he could do was wait until Shinobu executed his plan the next day.
o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Misaki looked stared at the man in front of the door. He and Akihiko just returned from panty shopping. He stood with a large box. Misaki stood there silently while Akihiko signed for it and then they entered their home.
Akihiko set the box down next to the door and Misaki stared at it.
"Um, Usagi-san, what is that?"
"I ordered something", he answered simply.
"What is it?"
"Don't worry, it's not more costumes, we have enough of those."
"I didn't ask what it wasn't."
"Open it and find out for yourself then. It's my gift to you."
Misaki opened the box and his eyes popped out of his head.
'Niichan, I think Usagi-san is trying to kill me.'
o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Well I hope you liked it!
And if you didn't, please tell me why.
The next chapter will put a little more focus on Romantica and Egoist. . . I hope. ^-^'