Misaki stood in the centre of Usagi's room waiting for him to follow and he knew that he would because of the look in his eyes, besides he always wanted to top up his 'Misaki' whenever Misaki said that he loved him.

As expected, the door opened revealing a smirking Usagi.

"You didn't go to your room, Misaki." But before Usagi could say any more Misaki simply grabbed his arm and dragged him over to the bed and pushed him so he sat down. Blushing, Misaki sat on Usagi's lap with his legs either side of Usagi's.

"U-Usagi, I w-want you to know th-that I would never che-cheat on you and thi-this is the only way I-I know how..." Not knowing what else to do, Misaki crushed his lips against Usagi's in a chaste kiss.

He put his shaking arms around Usagi's shoulders and immediately felt Usagi wrap his around Misaki's waist.

Usagi couldn't believe what was happening and as happy as he was about it, it was all moving much too slow for him. Lifting the boy up, he moved him further onto the bed and placed Misaki down and was about to attack his ukes neck with kisses but the boy seemed to push him away.

"N-no, Usagi-san l-let me. I said that I w-want to sh-show you how m-much you mean to me." Too shocked to do anything else, Usagi let Misaki roll them over so that the smaller boy was on top of him.

He simply laid there as he watched Misaki's shaking hands start to unbutton his shirt; he thought back to the last time Misaki had taken the initiative, and how it was around this part that the boy had gotten too nervous and couldn't carry on. Lost in thought, he didn't even realise that the boy had already finished working on his shirt until he felt the soft and gentle kisses Misaki was placing on his bare chest.

Usagi let himself get carried away with the feeling of his smaller lover's lips against his cool skin, so much so that when Misaki had brushed his nipple with his small hand, a moan had escaped from the back of his throat. Once Misaki heard this he found himself gaining confidence he never thought he would have in a situation like this.

Misaki carried on kissing Usagi's chest, working his way back up to his lips while his hands were roaming further down Usagi's chest and passed his stomach, till he was able to undo Usagi's trousers and his fingertips started to toy with his waistband. Usagi couldn't believe his luck; he thought that today was going to turn out completely differently, never in his most realistic dreams would this of ever happened. Because we all know that, this happened way too often to count in his wildest dreams.

Misaki began kissing Usagi with an unabashed enthusiasm, when he felt Usagi's hand at the hem of his shirt. Pulling away and sitting up, Misaki stripped himself of his t-shirt, all the while keeping eye-contact with his lover. Deciding that he didn't want to be distracted again, Misaki stood up and took off the remaining items of clothing, leaving Usagi more than amazed at his little lovers sureness.

"Hmm Misaki, if this is what you're like when you go out with your friends, I really am going to have to let you out more." Misaki couldn't stop the blush from coming back as he climbed back onto Usagi, he didn't want to lose his confidence so he placed one of his fingers against Usagi's lips and went to take off Usagi's trousers.

Once Usagi was only dressed in his underwear, Misaki decided that he wanted to tease Usagi a little, and so he leaned across him to get the bottle of French vanilla scented body lotion that was on the bedside table. If he was going to do this, then he was definitely going to do it with his favourite scented lotion.

Usagi had a feeling of what was coming next, but he had never thought that Misaki would actually go through with it until he crawled off of Usagi and onto the bed next to him. Misaki's hand began to shake again, this was going to be the first time he had touched himself since he had moved in with Usagi.

Seeing the apprehension in his lovers eyes, Usagi went to grab the bottle of lotion out of Misaki's hand but was stopped by a hand on his chest.

"It's okay Usagi, I can definitely do this." Usagi looked up and was greeted by the wondrous smile of his lovers. Lying back against the headboard, Usagi let Misaki do as he wished and just laid there and enjoyed the show. Opening the bottle, Misaki went to pour some on his fingers but ended up with the entire contents spilling out and onto his legs and the bedsheets. Usagi really couldn't just sit back and watch any more, as much as he wanted to; he had a feeling that Misaki was at the end of his road of confidence and was just a few seconds away from giving up completely.

Usagi carefully took Misaki's hands into his, making the younger one look up showing his embarrassment, "It's okay Misaki. Just doing this proves more than enough. Now just lay back and let me take control." Doing as Usagi said, Misaki put his head on one of the pillows and looked away as Usagi positioned himself between his legs.

Misaki felt cool but soft lips press against his hip bone and trail further downwards, till he felt Usagi's breath on his member. He closed his eyes as Usagi lightly ran his tongue up his length, he gripped the sheets and bit his bottom lip to try and stop himself from making any unnecessary noises.

Usagi made himself busy with making sure that Misaki felt as much pleasure he could from a simple blow-job, while he began lubing up his fingers with the lotion that Misaki had spilt on his legs. Glancing up, he made sure that his lover was distracted enough to not notice him sliding a finger into him. Happy that Misaki was still enjoying himself, Usagi began to thrust his finger in and out Misaki. After letting Misaki get used to a single finger, he added another, curling them at just the right moment to make Misaki gasp in delight.

Usagi added another finger, still making sure to pay special attention to the bundle of nerves that made Misaki cry out in the delicious way he was doing. Misaki couldn't last much longer, Usagi knew this and so he pulled away from Misaki's weeping cock, much to the dissatisfaction of his lover. Happy that Misaki was stretched enough for him, Usagi pulled out his fingers and began to make his way up the smaller body of his lover, planting little kisses on the soft skin every now and then. Usagi placed his forehead against Misaki's as he put his arms either side of the brunette, aligning himself at Misaki's entrance. Misaki had a surge of confidence, and tilted his head upwards to kiss Usagi just as he thrust into him.

Misaki knew the pain well, it had been a few years since his first encounter with Usagi. But even though the pain never went away, he came to actually relish in it for he knew what was to come after the pain had subsided. The anticipation of the ecstasy was almost as good as the real thing, just almost though. He put his arms around Usagi, and waited for the delirium to begin.

Usagi was attacking Misaki's neck and shoulders with kisses, moaning at the tightness of his darling Misaki. He began changing angle at which he was hitting to try and find Misaki's sweet spot. Soon enough though, he found it and had Misaki writhing in fervour beneath him. The only noise in the room were the heavy panting and moans coming from Misaki, the low grunts from Usagi and the sound of skin on skin contact; exactly how Usagi liked it.

As Usagi was already excited from Misaki's previous antics, he found himself nearing his climax much sooner than he had hoped. The only thing that made it less embarrassing for him was the fact that Misaki was already reaching his.

He felt Misaki's nails dig into his back, legs tighten around his waist and his ring of muscles clamp down on him as Misaki screamed his name and came onto his stomach. As always, the mere sight of Misaki's face as he rode out his orgasm made him closer to the edge of his own. A few sloppy thrusts later, Usagi was spilling his seed into Misaki before he came to a slow stop.

Usagi laid to the side of Misaki, not wanting to look at his lover after what he thought was a disappointing performance on his part; Misaki didn't notice and simply rested his head on Usagi's chest, feeling tired from their activities. After a few seconds, Misaki began to realise that Usagi wasn't feeling as content as he was. Lifting his head to look at his lover, Misaki started to worry if Usagi hadn't liked that he failed at taking the incentive once again.

Usagi saw Misaki's worried face watching him, biting his lip as if he was stopping himself from spewing out words he found awkward to say.

Sighing, Usagi lifted his hand to ruffle Misaki's hair, "I'm sorry, Misaki. I wasn't to my usual standard tonight, but I will definitely make it up to you tomorrow."

Misaki suddenly felt stupid at thinking that it was his fault that Usagi was feeling upset after sex, he knew that Usagi was a stupid pervert so of course he would think something like that. He hit Usagi on the shoulder and then rolled over too mortified to say what he was about to to Usagi's face.

"B-baka Usagi, you really are an idiot if y-you think that wasn't a-amazing. Just because we d-didn't have m-multiple rounds, doesn't mean th-that it wasn't the best we've ever had. E-each time is always th-the best. Ahh, umm, I mean, g-goodnight Usagi-baka."

Usagi couldn't stop the smile from coming to his lips, he snaked his arms around Misaki's waist and got into their usual position of spooning as they began to fall to sleep.

Just before he fell to sleep though, Usagi heard Misaki whisper, "I love you, you stupid rabbit." Making him have wonderful dreams that night, filled of Misaki.

I hope you liked it and that it was hot and steamy yet sweet enough for all you lovely readers. Also now that my lemon writing virginity has been taken, expect the Egoist lemon to be up soon and hopefully more exciting than this. I would have made it more descriptive, but my parents kept walking in. XD But that also means that I didn't proof read it, so please if there are any mistakes tell me and I will change them later.

EDIT: I've changed some parts and added the missing words, but if there are anymore please tell me. :)

Reviews and criticism are welcomed, the next chapter is the last. Unless I decide to write an epilogue of sorts.