An hour later, they were cleaned up and snuggled under the covers together, drinking the champagne Usagi had ordered with dinner. Their used plates laid nearby, and Misaki took another sip of champagne with a happy sigh, laying his head against Usagi's bare chest. He giggled softly, and Usagi raised an eyebrow, running his fingers through Misaki's soft brown hair. "What is it?"
"We should see what else is in the basket..." he said, the bubbly alcohol making him feel loose.
"I like that idea," Usagi said. He kissed the top of Misaki's head, then set his glass aside and leapt out of the bed, going into the living area. He returned with the entire basket, which he plopped down on the bed in front of Misaki. "Pillage away."
Misaki took a big sip of champagne, then he too set his glass aside. He dug into the basket. "Wow, there are so many flavored lubes," he marveled. "Mango, guava, strawberry, passion fruit..." He sorted through the bottles.
"All of which will be delicious when I lick them off of your body," Usagi purred. "Or even more delicious if you lick them off mine."
Misaki blushed, rummaging faster and tugging the covers up as he felt himself get hard again. "Glow in the dark condoms," he commented. "We've never even used a condom before."
"No point," Usagi said. "It's not like I can get you pregnant, and we're monogamous, so there's no chance of disease."
"They might be fun," Misaki said, opening one and unrolling it curiously.
"Hardly," Usagi snorted. "It's like taking a shower in a raincoat."
Misaki looked up, letting the condom fall back in the basket. "Have you used them before, Usagi-san?" Usagi looked away, and a flicker of jealousy flitted over Misaki's face. He stuffed down his possessive feelings forcibly, arguing with himself that it was all in the past. He hoped at least it wasn't with Demon Professor Kamijou...no, no, he wasn't going to even think about it! He dug through the basket hurriedly, trying to find something that didn't make him think about the sex that the more experienced Usagi-san had had before meeting him.
But every item seemed to shout, "Usagi-san used me with a REALLY hot guy, and it was WAY better than you could ever do it, amateur!" He angrily threw the edible underwear to the floor, remembering Usagi-san's comment about the taste. If he knew what they tasted like, that must mean that he had eaten some...off of some other guy...the lurid image of his literature teacher wearing nothing but fruit rollup panties while Usagi-san hungrily nibbled at him rose up in his head.
He pushed the whole basket aside, and started sobbing into his hands. "Whoa, whoa," Usagi said, coming forward to embrace him. "What's gotten into you?"
"You...you've been with other p-people before...and probably used all this st-stuff...and I'm just a loser who never even kissed anybody, and I'm probably h-horrible at all of this, but you won't tell me...a-and..." He hiccuped, looking away.
"Misaki. Relax." Usagi took his face in his hands and kissed his tears away. "Nothing that happened before I met you even matters. You're the only one I love. And you're wonderful...at everything."
"Really?" Misaki asked.
"Really." Usagi kissed his forehead firmly. "Now, no more crying on our honeymoon; unless it's because I make you come so hard you see stars."
Misaki laughed softly. "You pervert..."
Usagi moved the basket closer and smiled. "Now, what can we use to _make _you see stars?" he joked.
Misaki picked up the handcuffs playfully. "Oooh...I'm going to shackle you up. You've been a bad rabbit." Usagi's eyebrows rose, and Misaki hastily backpedaled. "I mean, I was just kidding."
"No, I like that idea..." Usagi said slowly. He put his hands behind his back and turned it to Misaki. "Arrest me, officer. I'm guilty...of loving Misaki."
Misaki groaned at the cheesiness, but he clapped the handcuffs onto Usagi's wrists nonetheless. Usagi scooted back in the bed, so that he was sitting up against the headboard, his legs slightly spread. He had become aroused by the scenario, and his manhood was quickly rising to the occasion. Misaki blushed at the sight, but continued to joke around. "Now, where's that big dildo?" he kidded. Usagi's face suddenly became panicked, and the handcuffs rattled as he jerked his wrists. "Kidding, I'm just kidding," Misaki assured him.
"Good," Usagi said, breathing a relieved sigh. "Hmmm...but what are you going to do to me now? You've got me in a vulnerable position, after all." He smiled wickedly.
Misaki glanced at the basket, then retrieved a bottle of the lube. "Mmm...strawberry. I've always liked strawberries." He flicked the cap open, and locked eyes with Usagi as he drizzled it over the man's huge cock. Usagi groaned in ecstasy, hoping that Misaki would be giving him a blow job. Misaki initiating it wasn't something that happened all that often, between the boy's nagging apprehension that he was bad at it, and Usagi's eagerness to get to penetration. But since he was restrained, he wouldn't be able to flip Misaki over and begin preparing him like he would have done normally.
"Usagi-san...do you want me to put my mouth on it?" Misaki asked, in a seductive voice.
"Oh, fuck yes," Usagi encouraged him.
"Mmm..." Misaki murmured, lowering his head. He took the tip between his lips and tasted the artificial berry flavor there. "Mmm..." he moaned, bringing his mouth off for a moment. "Just like sucking on a big ripe strawberry..." he whispered, then took the engorged head back into his mouth and sucked on it.
"Oh my god, Misaki..." Usagi groaned helplessly. The eroticism of the situation was driving him insane. Misaki hardly ever said such sexy things. Hearing these things spurred Usagi on to say even raunchier things than he normally did. "Oh yeah, Misaki...take it down your throat..." he moaned. Misaki squeaked with his mouth full, but complied, lowering his face suddenly and deep throating Misaki. Usagi sweated and moaned in delight, thrusting his hips upwards slightly. "God, your mouth is so hot and wet..." he groaned.
A few moments of desperate panting and sucking followed. "Ahhh...aaaahhh, Misaki...I'm...about to come..." Usagi choked out, then pulsed out heavily into the back of Misaki's throat. Misaki swallowed it with a soft cough, and then rose back up, looking at Usagi mischievously.
"Oh no, we're not done yet," he promised, and then slathered his own erection in strawberry lube. He stood up on the bed, gripped the top of the headboard, and bent his knees so that his manhood was right at Usagi's mouth. "Now you suck me," he commanded.
Usagi groaned in desire, taking the boy's sugar coated cock into his mouth. He lashed his tongue around it violently, teasing the boy's sensitive skin mercilessly. His head bobbed back and forth, slathering every inch of Misaki's flesh and rapidly turning the boy into a quivering mess that threatened to collapse. "Usagi-san...!" Misaki whined, breathing harshly through his nostrils. "I'm...I'm gonna..." he said breathlessly, and then pulled his hips back abruptly as he climaxed, covering Usagi's handsome face in his come. It landed across the man's lips, strong jaw, and cheeks.
Usagi's eyes were wide in shock and pleasure at Misaki's sudden, erotically charged act, and his manhood quickly reawakened, stiffening up. Misaki fell to his knees, straddling Usagi, and he struggled to catch his breath. "Misaki...put some more lube on me..." Usagi pleaded. Misaki panted and picked up the bottle, drizzling Usagi's cock with slippery wetness. "Now, sit on it," Usagi commanded.
Misaki complied, easing his relaxed body down onto the stiff organ. "Ah! Usagi-san..." he gasped.
Usagi smiled, Misaki's come still sliding sluggishly down his face. "Misaki...you've made a mess of me," he whispered, savoring the sensation of the tip of his cock breaching Misaki's tight little hole. Misaki looked up at Usagi's face, blushing when he saw the sight there. "I think you ought to clean me up," Usagi continued, the intent clear in his violet eyes. "With your mouth."
Misaki turned crimson, but his embarrassment was put on hold as he cried out in anguish as Usagi's thick length stretched him out. "Usagi-san!" he cried.
"Lick my face," Usagi commanded. Misaki's eyelids fluttered, and he put his hands on Usagi's face, cupping it. Then he came close and began licking his own release off of his husband's face. He was too turned on to even care if what he was doing was disgusting or not. Just the sight of Usagi enjoying it so much was enough for him. His tongue bathed Usagi's jawline and cheeks, ending on his lips where he captured the last drops before kissing Usagi deeply. He hovered halfway down on Usagi's erection, and Usagi broke his mouth away to make one more plea.
"Ohhh...that's it, Misaki..." Usagi groaned. "Take my big cock all the way inside."
Misaki cried out in pleasure and forced himself all the way down, consuming Usagi-san's length entirely. Then he slowly began to lift and lower himself. He reached down with one hand and jerked himself as he held on to Usagi's shoulder with the other hand. The speed soon picked up, and he was riding Usagi for all he was worth. "Nyaaaa...Usagi-san..." he moaned. "I...th-think I'm going to come...again..." he gasped.
Usagi groaned and rolled his eyes back in his head. "Yes...Misaki...come for me..."
"Usagi-san!"
"Misaki!" They came simulataneously, crying out their love for each other. After a moment of recovery, Misaki unshackled his husband and they slid under the covers, holding each other and murmuring happily.
"Did you see stars, Misaki?" Usagi breathed into his hair.
"Yeah. What about you?"
"Mmm, yes." They held each other tightly and fell asleep soon after.