A/N: First of all, I would like to point out that I only waited for 9 reviews this time before starting to write this chapter, seeing as our lovely Cerberus Revised left such a helpful, heartfelt and need I say satisfyingly lengthy review. So really, this chapter is dedicated to our favorite three-headed canine, who fairly pointed out that in comparison to most reviews, hers is just a bit longer *thinks about it*...that sounded wrong, but for some reason, it just fits perfectly. XD And the lemon will go on for…just a bit longer than I had intended, for delight at the sheer boldness on CR's part. So here's a Milkbone, lemon flavored. ^-^ Enjoy!
Celebrations
Chapter Two: If You Want It, Cum and Take It
Usagi-san no longer looks surprised at my request, but he is slightly wary. His unlubed hand strokes my cheek softly; his troubled eyes question the validity of my entreaty. Closing my eyes with a sigh, I lean into his cool hand; it feels as though it were a specific antidote to my heated face. I open my eyes when I hear him sigh with an almost peevish air.
"Usagi-san?"
He says nothing at first, his expression still uneasy. I stifle a contented groan while he brushes his thumb back and forth across my lips. At my keening, I see a flash of inspiration light up in the indigo hurricane that is his gaze.
Softly, Usagi-san moves his hand behind my head and gently tugs down. I immediately comply and give him a confused glance when he dodges my mouth in favor of giving me his ear rather than his lips. "Misaki. If you want my cock that badly, I suggest you take it."
Usagi-san chuckles as I pull back and blush furiously. He reaches to the tissue box on the night stand and quickly removes the slick lube from his long, sure fingers. As much as I want him inside me, I have to stop and watch while he does this. With those same digits, he types his breathtaking manuscripts; with those same fingers he touches me in all kinds of perverted and tender and loving ways…Usagi-san catches my eye and raises an eyebrow. I shake my head furiously as though I can get rid of the fact that I was just imagining him fondling me.
"I have to take it? You mean…?" I break off as Usagi-san closes his eyes and nods solemnly. My face falls into a pout. He just has to make everything more complicated than it has to be. Apparently my thoughts are written all over my face, because when Usagi-san opens one eye to see my reaction, he snickers under his breath. My eyes narrow, letting him know that this is serious business. He lightly bites his lower lip to keep from laughing anymore, but his eyes are cackling in sheer delight. It's all I need to draw up my courage and throw back my acceptance to his challenge back in his face.
"Fine, I'll do it! Just…" I break off mid-thought when Usagi-san reaches up and cradles my face with both hands. His thumbs brush up and down my cheekbones and he waits until I meet his gaze.
"Just what, Misaki?" Usagi-san murmurs, his hands slipping down my bare shoulders and kneading them.
This unexpected and unusually non-perverted gesture throws me for a bit of a loop. At first my shoulders hunch up, both at the unexpected contact and at the cool caress of his palms. I start to relax into his touch, and my acquiescence emboldens him; his massaging hands travel down my forearms all the way to my wrists. His cold hands leave a trail of flushed flesh, begging for more contact. Usagi-san finally gets to my hands, where he laces his long fingers with mine and then kisses my forehead. I close my eyes and sigh; my lips are jealous of my forehead.
I can feel Usagi-san's mouth curve up before he moves his mouth further down; he kisses my nose; he kisses both cheeks; he kisses my chin. It's not until he starts kissing my throat that I actually let out a frustrated moan, letting him know that I'm well aware he's kissing everywhere but my hungry lips.
Usagi-san growls his approval before capturing my already compliant mouth. His strong arm snakes around my waist and then he's hovering over me; without ever breaking our kiss. Usagi-san's strong tongue wraps around my own and then licks the roof of my mouth. He then retracts his strong oral muscle, but not without curling around mine once more and slightly tugging it forward. I understand immediately and shyly slip my tongue into his smoky cavern. Not only does he taste of cigarettes; I can detect coffee and just a hint of tea.
I pull back with a gasp, and even as we're both fighting for breath, Usagi-san kisses all over my face like before. His hand ghosts down to my leaking cock and without even wrapping his hand around me, he surrounds it with short feathery strokes. My eyes snap open, widening with each caress.
"No, Usagi-san! I'm going to…" my pleading is interrupted once more by his hungry mouth. Despite the fact I don't want to cum yet, my hips arch into his light touch, my body demanding more of the unbearably addictive pleasure.
Usagi-san pulls his mouth away from mine and replaces his hand with his warm wet mouth. Almost upon contact, I come, long and hard.
All of the nerves down there are completely haywire; a tingling sensation and then an overwhelming spasm bubble up in my stomach and overflow into my groin and spill into Usagi-san's greedy mouth. His mouth is a warm, wet vacuum, sucking it all in eagerly and possessively.
"Gah…Usagi-san…ah!" my voice cracks as he slides off of my expended cock with a sinful slurp. "So cute, Misaki." Usagi-san snuggles up behind my ear as I gasp for breath after my violent discharge. "Usagi-san…" I choke on his name as if I were deepthroating it as vigorously as he had just done with my own arousal, the meaning behind his name signifying so much in this endless instant.
My arms feel weak, but even so, I manage to give a light shove to his shoulder. With a soft grunt of understanding, Usagi-san rolls on his back. Still panting, I run my hand across the swelled expanse of his chest.
My hand holds still right over his heart. How long ago was it when he first held my hand here? The first time we had sex.
I blush as I remember that day and my eyes nearly fall out of their sockets when I see Usagi-san blush too. He almost never blushes.
Almost shyly, he places his large hand over my own. The reason for his blush dawns on me and I give a small smile. Beneath our hands, Usagi-san's heart is beating as fast as a rabbit's nose twitches. My heart is racing too, but it feels strange to have such evidence of the effect he claims I have on him.
Usagi-san grunts in surprise but then relaxes once more when I run my own tongue across the roof of his mouth. I can feel his ball sac rubbing against me too; the mere thought of it sends a shiver of desire down my spine. Usagi-san breaks the kiss so we can both breathe, albeit rather heavily.
Timidly I reach out and brush his silver hair out of his eyes. Usagi-san meets my gaze and I am overwhelmed by the depth of emotion I see there. "Misaki…" he pleads in a whisper, catching my hand and holding it to his face. I drop my eyes and make my resolve.
I can't meet Usagi-san's eyes as I reach for the lube, my hand pulling out from under his cool grasp. My fingers curl around the bottle and my arm trembles. For a moment, all I can do is simply stare at the container in my shaking hand.
I close my eyes, trying to swallow my insecurity. A cool hand gently runs up and down my arm, soothing me ever so slightly. I open my eyes and let out a shaky breath through my open mouth. Usagi-san takes a breath to settle himself as well. I glance at him and quickly drop my eyes to where I've taken the lube into both hands.
The click of the cap opening seems to echo across my room, and the sound of it squirting into my palm makes us both tremor in anticipation. I close my hand to let the lube warm up before I finally lay hands on Usagi-san's rabid cock. Usagi-san hisses out loud and upon hearing him, I gain a little bit of confidence and begin to slather the lube over his dick generously.
Usagi-san is panting, gazing at me through half-lidded eyes. His hands twitch, trying not to reach out and grab me so he can fuck me into oblivion. He waits, clenching and unclenching his large hands.
I position myself above his aggravated and ravenous cock, keeping a hold of his shaft to guide him into me. My breathing becomes more ragged as a lower myself onto the veined probe. It only hurts for a moment, but then I'm taking in my pedo-rabbit slowly and smoothly.
Kami-sama he's hard!
A gasp catches in my throat as Usagi-san thrusts gently upwards into me. A few more of these gentle prods and I can feel Usagi-san's ball sac nudging my backside gently. I breathe in short gasps, even as Usagi-san stills beneath me so that I can adjust. My eyes half open when I feel a cool hand rest on my flushed cheek. Usagi-san is trying to keep his breathing even so he doesn't make me rise up and down on his cock. I give a small smile as I think we'll just have to fix that now won't we?
A/N: Many apologies for the late update. I owe my reviewers so much more! Bad MiniBlue! ^~^ *hangs head in shame*
The real juicy part cums later, but not too much later ;^D
-MB Skirt