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Overcoming Misaki's Embarrasment, Chapter Two
Cringing, Misaki shook his head. Texting him that was probably a bad idea, but he would definitely come home otherwise... I'm not going to let Usagi sabotage my weekend!
Beep! Wow. It sure didn't take long for the author to text him after their phone call ended only moments ago.
9:41 A.M. "Misaki. What would you like to tell me?"
"Oh no, that is so open-ended!" Misaki blanched. "What am I going to say, what am I going to say?!" I have to reply, because I don't want him coming home, but I have to be careful because I don't want to say anything that would coax him home, either... Staring at his phone, he thought for a moment, and then typed the following:
9:44 A.M. "I don't mind it when you... touch me. Most of the time." Send.
"That was good!" Misaki coached himself, clenching a fist in success. "Not too forward, but not without any substance, either..."
Beep!
"He's fast," Misaki said to himself, opening the text. It was even within the same minute!
9:44 A.M. "Where do you like me touching you, then, Mi~sa~ki?"
Ahhh! This is a loaded question! Misaki thought in horror. Closing his eyes, he paused for a moment and began to consider his lover's inquiry... What do I like?
The hair ruffles that Usagi gave him were definitely growing on him... Usually, when his lover did that, it meant that Misaki had done something cute, or perhaps something that Usagi appreciated. In fact, Usagi had just ruffled his hair last night because Misaki had remembered to leave out the green peppers from the casserole he was making for dinner.
That was a simple thing for me to do, Misaki thought, frowning. I would do that for anyone if I knew they didn't like a certain food. But still, that hadn't stopped Misaki from slightly leaning into the man's touch. Had Usagi noticed?
Come to think of it, there are other things that he does that I secretly enjoy... Misaki thought to himself. Living together, it was inevitable that they would spend a lot of time around one another. Sometimes, when they were walking by or in the same room, the author would kiss him, completely out of the blue, and for no reason at all!
FLASHBACK
Out of nowhere, Misaki felt large hands on his face, turning him to face upwards. "Wha-?" Usagi's lips were on his own, but they lacked the urgency that they usually possessed. Instead, they simply rested on his, as if Usagi was savoring the moment. Misaki closed his eyes. His lips felt... soft. Should a man's lips feel this soft? A tongue ran across his mouth, as if it were seeking entrance inside. Misaki opened his mouth a little, accommodating Usagi's wordless request. By now, Misaki was utterly lost in the sensation of their kiss.
After what seemed like an eternity, Usagi stepped away. He smiled at the boy and began to walk away, as if to say "Just saying 'hello." He went up the stairs and into his office, closing the door behind him, leaving a furiously blushing Misaki in his wake.
END FLASHBACK
Unfortunately, not ALL of their interactions could be so loving and sweet.
Sigh...
Almost on a weekly basis, there were the times when Usagi was, god forbid, pulling all-nighters as he worked to meet the deadline of a manuscript. Throwing open his door and looking like a full-blown demon from hell, he would often stomp out and physically CORNER Misaki to have his way with his young lover. It didn't matter what Misaki was in the middle of doing - dinner would burn on the stove for all Usagi cared! Those kisses are usually rougher, Misaki thought, blushing. When that happened, he usually didn't have any choice but to go along with Usagi, unless something interrupted them.
But even when Usagi-baka does that, it is... exciting.
"ARGH! WHERE DID THAT THOUGHT COME FROM?!" Misaki shouted. "Sigh... well, I guess there are a few things I like..."
Beep! "Oh god," he groaned.
9:47 A.M. "Misaki? Reply to me. If you don't want me to turn my car around..."
"Ah, I have to text him back! But what do I say?" Without thinking, he typed out everything that he had just thought about. He didn't want his embarrassment to get the better of him and send Usagi home - that would defintely cut short his weekend! "I like it when you ruffle my hair, because that means that I've done something that pleases you," he typed, peeking through his fingers at the phone screen. I can't believe I'm actually saying this to him. "I like it when you suddenly take me here at home and kiss me softly, even when it's completely unexpected... and a small part of me even likes to provide you with... sustenance... when you are working hard on a manuscript, because it means that I can help you somehow..."
With trembling fingers, he pressed send.
"Beep!"
Misaki looked up. Did that come from outside the door?
Suddenly, the door opened wide.
"Misaki," his lover greeted him, a look on his face that Misaki had never seen before.
A/N: Thank you for all of your support! I am happy that you are all enjoying this story! There is only one more chapter left, but I promise, it will be worth reading!