A/N: Thanks to my lovely reviewers BeautifulNoMatterWhat (you should read Egoist! they are awesome!), Guest (thank you so much dear! Here's another one for you!), Miera-chan(smut to make up for the wait :P) and my new follower lakeofstars (review please? even ten words will do!) and follower-reviewer Suzuki Chiyeko (you are too kind!), you get another chapter. And thanks for the favorite, kayoangel! Still hoping you guys review!
This time it's the reason this saga is rated M good :P as explicit as I could get without giving myself a nosebleed. Underage readers beware!
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So lewdly beautiful in the throes of ecstacy. So utterly satisfied when he shoves inside of him.
"Ah!" Misaki's voice is like music, he muses- appropriate- when Akihiko plays him expertly, lovingly, like a musician plays his favorite harp. His moans are like siren calls to the hapless sailor Akihiko is now, utterly taken in and lost in the beauty that is Takahashi Misaki. His lithe body contorts and arches to give him more access to that lovely expanse of golden neck, and Akihiko bites down on the offering. It's almost sacred in its very coarseness, their joining- a dance of unbridled lust and need and love, because there's no mistaking the light in Misaki's narrowed, dilated eyes.
"You feel like velvet," Akihiko whispers. "Warm, wet, tight velvet."
Misaki yelps, the sound a combination of pure embarrassment and half-ashamed lust. "That's perverted!"
"And what we're doing isn't?" He nips at Misaki's nipples, and the yelp becomes a squeal- he's sensitive in that area. Akihiko knows all his erogenous zones by heart, but he's too far in- literally- to care. For now, he thrusts.
Misaki screams.
"Hello, prostate," he mutters, and thrusts again.
Screams now echo through the bedroom, like a melody only they are privy to. Precious and true and clear. Music to his ears.
"I love you."
Misaki's eyes brim over with tears- of pain? Pleasure?
"I...Usagi-san is..."
Akihiko never does get to know what Misaki has to say, because they orgasm simultaneously, Misaki's inner walls contracting around him and squeezing until he's released every last drop of his essence inside him.
When they both come to, many minutes later, Akihiko pulls out and Misaki groans, moving to lay on his side away from him. Akihiko's utterly spent- and he wonders if Misaki gives off some sort of pheromone, when looking at the cum leaking out of his arse makes him want to separate those pert globes and lick him clean.
Sometimes, Akihiko startles himself with his perverseness. This is one of those times.
"What were you about to say before we came?" Akihiko spoons Misaki, chuckling to himself when the boy stiffens.
"Usagi-san is- definitely not Japanese."
"Mm, half actually."
"HUH?!"
End drabble three.
A/N: Because Akihiko's nearly albino, seriously. I have a temptation to make him a vampire. Cookies for spotting canon-references! Review, please!