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[Jan 2] [Junjou Romantica] Pink is such a girl's color
Title: Pink is such a girl's color
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Jan 2 / la vie en rose
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Misaki (UsaMisa)
Rating: NC-17
His life use to be full of colors... not rainbow or anything, but manly, sharp colors. But as of late, everything was beginning to look pink. Things were beginning to be added in 'we' and 'ours' and not just 'I' and 'mine'... he was beginning to talk in plural with any sort of arrangements and the worst part is that people understood who he was talking about when he said 'we'. And the thought of Usagi-san and him becoming not just a separate entity by as seen as a pair made his world look pink and it made him feel sick.
He didn't want to be seen as Misaki and Usami. He just wanted to be seen as 'Misaki'. And the thought of Usagi-san worming his way into his mind and heart angered him. And yet... it oddly pleased him. His flushed face burned as he kept walking in the cold winter, making it to the Usami residence, thinking a final thought of... what really aggravated him was the fact that he actually felt happy when he thought of Usagi-san and himself as a 'we'. He quickly spotted the other man, who stood by the foyer, awaiting his lover. His cool eyes looked down at Misaki, an impish smile on his face.
“Welcome home. Misaki.”
Misaki closed his eyes and shuddered. He knew that tone. That tone spoke volumes... Usagi-san wanted him and with all the pink color that was invading his senses, he was going to let him. Usagi-san swooped in, wrapping his arms around the younger man and devouring his lips, suckling on the bottom one and then allowing their tongues to clash. Misaki moaned, opening his mouth wider as their lips meshed together and Usagi's hands found Misaki's clothed bottom, grabbing it and squeezing. Misaki groaned and Usagi pulled away raising an eyebrow at his lover.
“You're oddly compliant today.”
“Shut up, idiot Usagi-san.”
Usagi smiled lightly, kissing Misaki again.
Their kisses soon led to the bedroom, Misaki falling onto the comforter and Usagi getting on top of his young lover. Usagi quickly resumed their kissing, putting a hand inside of Misaki's now unbuttoned pants, feeling the slick erection within. Misaki cried out, eyes popping open as Usagi's hand began moving in that fluid motion. Misaki shamelessly felt his hips move with Usagi's movements, panting. As he cautiously looked at Usagi he noticed the man had a very serious, yet very aroused expression on his face. Misaki couldn't take it, he clenched his eyes shut and came.
Usagi didn't spare anymore time. He quickly maneuvered his now come covered hand around to Misaki's bottom, pressing his fingers in. Misaki cried out, bucking against the fingers, Usagi's mouth ran dry at the sight, but quickly collected himself as he tortured Misaki's spot deep inside of him. Misaki shook with pleasure. The feeling of Usagi's fingers moving inside of him was just too delicious. And then he heard the familiar clicking and though he began spouting his usual nonsense of 'no', but he couldn't help but help Usagi into him. He cried out in pleasure as Usagi filled him to the hilt. That pulse of pain and fullness soon dulled to pleasure. And Usagi quickly began moving within Misaki.
Misaki cried out, seeing pink stars as he came yet again, thrusting up into Usagi's hips. Afterwards, they lay together and Misaki sighed. He knew it was all Usagi-san's fault that his whole world had became engulfed in the color pink. After all... he loved Usagi-san, and that would mean he was gay... which ultimately meant Usagi-san turned him into a homo.
“Just as I feared.”
“What was that Misaki?”
“N-Nothing. Go back to sleep.”
Stupid Usagi.
(The End)
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Jan 2 / la vie en rose
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Misaki (UsaMisa)
Rating: NC-17
His life use to be full of colors... not rainbow or anything, but manly, sharp colors. But as of late, everything was beginning to look pink. Things were beginning to be added in 'we' and 'ours' and not just 'I' and 'mine'... he was beginning to talk in plural with any sort of arrangements and the worst part is that people understood who he was talking about when he said 'we'. And the thought of Usagi-san and him becoming not just a separate entity by as seen as a pair made his world look pink and it made him feel sick.
He didn't want to be seen as Misaki and Usami. He just wanted to be seen as 'Misaki'. And the thought of Usagi-san worming his way into his mind and heart angered him. And yet... it oddly pleased him. His flushed face burned as he kept walking in the cold winter, making it to the Usami residence, thinking a final thought of... what really aggravated him was the fact that he actually felt happy when he thought of Usagi-san and himself as a 'we'. He quickly spotted the other man, who stood by the foyer, awaiting his lover. His cool eyes looked down at Misaki, an impish smile on his face.
“Welcome home. Misaki.”
Misaki closed his eyes and shuddered. He knew that tone. That tone spoke volumes... Usagi-san wanted him and with all the pink color that was invading his senses, he was going to let him. Usagi-san swooped in, wrapping his arms around the younger man and devouring his lips, suckling on the bottom one and then allowing their tongues to clash. Misaki moaned, opening his mouth wider as their lips meshed together and Usagi's hands found Misaki's clothed bottom, grabbing it and squeezing. Misaki groaned and Usagi pulled away raising an eyebrow at his lover.
“You're oddly compliant today.”
“Shut up, idiot Usagi-san.”
Usagi smiled lightly, kissing Misaki again.
Their kisses soon led to the bedroom, Misaki falling onto the comforter and Usagi getting on top of his young lover. Usagi quickly resumed their kissing, putting a hand inside of Misaki's now unbuttoned pants, feeling the slick erection within. Misaki cried out, eyes popping open as Usagi's hand began moving in that fluid motion. Misaki shamelessly felt his hips move with Usagi's movements, panting. As he cautiously looked at Usagi he noticed the man had a very serious, yet very aroused expression on his face. Misaki couldn't take it, he clenched his eyes shut and came.
Usagi didn't spare anymore time. He quickly maneuvered his now come covered hand around to Misaki's bottom, pressing his fingers in. Misaki cried out, bucking against the fingers, Usagi's mouth ran dry at the sight, but quickly collected himself as he tortured Misaki's spot deep inside of him. Misaki shook with pleasure. The feeling of Usagi's fingers moving inside of him was just too delicious. And then he heard the familiar clicking and though he began spouting his usual nonsense of 'no', but he couldn't help but help Usagi into him. He cried out in pleasure as Usagi filled him to the hilt. That pulse of pain and fullness soon dulled to pleasure. And Usagi quickly began moving within Misaki.
Misaki cried out, seeing pink stars as he came yet again, thrusting up into Usagi's hips. Afterwards, they lay together and Misaki sighed. He knew it was all Usagi-san's fault that his whole world had became engulfed in the color pink. After all... he loved Usagi-san, and that would mean he was gay... which ultimately meant Usagi-san turned him into a homo.
“Just as I feared.”
“What was that Misaki?”
“N-Nothing. Go back to sleep.”
Stupid Usagi.
(The End)