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[Mar 19] [Junjou Romantica] Trial and Error
Title: Trial and Error
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 19 / held in lunar synthesis
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Romantica
The moonlight poured into the room as two persons lay on the bed, covered in said moonlight as they kissed. The taller of two pressed his body firmly into the younger, causing the other to moan into his mouth. When Usagi-san pulled back, giving Misaki a smirk, Misaki couldn't suppress that shudder. Why did Usagi-san affect him like this, after all these years? Usagi-san chuckled, leaning down to lick a nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking on the hardening appendage, causing Misaki to cry out.
Usagi-san released it, looking up into Misaki's face. “And here I thought you wanted to try and top tonight.”
Misaki floundered for a second before speaking. “I... I do!! I'm 24 now! You'd think I'd be able to!”
Usagi-san put a finger to his chin, his smirk never vanishing from his face. “I'd like to see it.”
Misaki's brow dipped inward at the tease. “I can, you know!”
Usagi-san helped Misaki up, the smirk morphing into a gentle smile. “Okay then. Let's do it.”
Misaki trembled as Usagi-san laid down on his back, looking over at Misaki. Misaki pushed himself up. Where did he go from here?
Usagi-san's smile widened. “The lubrication is in the drawer.”
Ah yes! Lubrication... Misaki took it out of the drawer with shaking hands. He turned back to Usagi-san, who merely suppressed a chuckle. Misaki let out a shuddered sigh as he poured some of the lubrication on his hands, getting his fingers slick. He nervously pressed his fingers to Usagi-san's opening, rubbing his fingers along there... almost surprised when he heard a rumbling sound that vaguely sounded like a moan.
Misaki, though growing confident, wouldn't go any further. Usagi-san chuckled again, causing Misaki to stop.
“What's so funny?”
“Nothing... you were doing great.”
Misaki growled. Stupid Usagi-san! He focused on the task at hand. Should he really insert his finger there? It was dirty! Usagi-san pressed up on his elbow for a second, propping himself up. “Here, let me help you.”
Misaki opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, Usagi-san took hold of his wrist, gently rubbing the skin and sliding down to where his reluctantly finger was, he slowly pressed, inserting Misaki's finger himself. Misaki's eyes widened as he watched Usagi-san push his hand. Slowly, Usagi-san let go. Misaki felt sweat bead on his forehead as he pumped his hand into Usagi-san's bottom, watching his finger disappear and reappear.
Usagi-san gasped pleasantly as Misaki slowly moved that digit in a circular motion. Misaki shuddered at the sound of that gasp and quickly added another finger. Usagi-san winced slightly, but allowed Misaki to wiggle those fingers around gently pulling them in and out, then that small circular motion.
Misaki was getting the hang of it; Usagi-san could be happier.
When Misaki withdrew his fingers, he moved between Usagi-san's legs, who lifted them, putting them over Misaki's shoulders, causing the man to grunt. “So heavy, Usagi-san.”
Usagi-san chuckled, quirking an eyebrow as Misaki took hold of his own erection, rubbing lubrication over it.
Misaki paused. “Shouldn't I use a condom?”
Usagi-san rose an eyebrow. “We've been together for five years and you're just now worried about a condom?”
Misaki flushed brightly. “Well, I've never had sex with you.”
“We've had sex lots of times.”
“I meant... I've never put it in you...”
Usagi-san closed his eyes, smile still on his face. If anything, this was proving to be entertaining. “If it makes you feel better.”
Misaki frowned. “... I don't mean to offend you... you know. I just... I don't know...”
Usagi-san nodded. “Don't worry about it, I want you to be as comfortable as possible.”
Misaki nodded. Usagi-san smirked. “But you know, putting lubrication on before the condom may ruin the purpose of the condom, it may fall off.”
The smaller boy flushed in embarrassment. Should he tissue off his penis and put a condom on?
He had no time to think as Usami flipped their positions. Misaki lay on his back, staring wide-eyed up at Usagi-san, who smirked at him. “Too late.”
Misaki's eyes widened as Usagi-san positioned himself over him, slowly going down on his cock. Misaki shuddered. He'd never been inside of someone before... and being inside of Usagi-san was nice. He looked up at Usagi-san. The moonlight from the window created a silver-bluish lining to cascade around Usagi-san, it lit up his light hair and made his blue-purple eyes to look like more vivid than usual. Misaki clenched his eyes shut when Usagi-san began moving a top of him. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for very long, being his first time inside of someone. Soon, he came.
Usagi-san chuckled as he lifted his leg, pulling Misaki out of him as he got off of him. He ran a hand through his lover's hair and whispered into his ear. “I still have a problem, Misaki...”
Misaki froze, feeling Usagi-san lift his legs, gasping as Usagi-san began prodding his opening. Somehow, he knew Usagi-san couldn't go a night without doing it himself.
(THE END)
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Mar 19 / held in lunar synthesis
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Romantica
The moonlight poured into the room as two persons lay on the bed, covered in said moonlight as they kissed. The taller of two pressed his body firmly into the younger, causing the other to moan into his mouth. When Usagi-san pulled back, giving Misaki a smirk, Misaki couldn't suppress that shudder. Why did Usagi-san affect him like this, after all these years? Usagi-san chuckled, leaning down to lick a nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking on the hardening appendage, causing Misaki to cry out.
Usagi-san released it, looking up into Misaki's face. “And here I thought you wanted to try and top tonight.”
Misaki floundered for a second before speaking. “I... I do!! I'm 24 now! You'd think I'd be able to!”
Usagi-san put a finger to his chin, his smirk never vanishing from his face. “I'd like to see it.”
Misaki's brow dipped inward at the tease. “I can, you know!”
Usagi-san helped Misaki up, the smirk morphing into a gentle smile. “Okay then. Let's do it.”
Misaki trembled as Usagi-san laid down on his back, looking over at Misaki. Misaki pushed himself up. Where did he go from here?
Usagi-san's smile widened. “The lubrication is in the drawer.”
Ah yes! Lubrication... Misaki took it out of the drawer with shaking hands. He turned back to Usagi-san, who merely suppressed a chuckle. Misaki let out a shuddered sigh as he poured some of the lubrication on his hands, getting his fingers slick. He nervously pressed his fingers to Usagi-san's opening, rubbing his fingers along there... almost surprised when he heard a rumbling sound that vaguely sounded like a moan.
Misaki, though growing confident, wouldn't go any further. Usagi-san chuckled again, causing Misaki to stop.
“What's so funny?”
“Nothing... you were doing great.”
Misaki growled. Stupid Usagi-san! He focused on the task at hand. Should he really insert his finger there? It was dirty! Usagi-san pressed up on his elbow for a second, propping himself up. “Here, let me help you.”
Misaki opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, Usagi-san took hold of his wrist, gently rubbing the skin and sliding down to where his reluctantly finger was, he slowly pressed, inserting Misaki's finger himself. Misaki's eyes widened as he watched Usagi-san push his hand. Slowly, Usagi-san let go. Misaki felt sweat bead on his forehead as he pumped his hand into Usagi-san's bottom, watching his finger disappear and reappear.
Usagi-san gasped pleasantly as Misaki slowly moved that digit in a circular motion. Misaki shuddered at the sound of that gasp and quickly added another finger. Usagi-san winced slightly, but allowed Misaki to wiggle those fingers around gently pulling them in and out, then that small circular motion.
Misaki was getting the hang of it; Usagi-san could be happier.
When Misaki withdrew his fingers, he moved between Usagi-san's legs, who lifted them, putting them over Misaki's shoulders, causing the man to grunt. “So heavy, Usagi-san.”
Usagi-san chuckled, quirking an eyebrow as Misaki took hold of his own erection, rubbing lubrication over it.
Misaki paused. “Shouldn't I use a condom?”
Usagi-san rose an eyebrow. “We've been together for five years and you're just now worried about a condom?”
Misaki flushed brightly. “Well, I've never had sex with you.”
“We've had sex lots of times.”
“I meant... I've never put it in you...”
Usagi-san closed his eyes, smile still on his face. If anything, this was proving to be entertaining. “If it makes you feel better.”
Misaki frowned. “... I don't mean to offend you... you know. I just... I don't know...”
Usagi-san nodded. “Don't worry about it, I want you to be as comfortable as possible.”
Misaki nodded. Usagi-san smirked. “But you know, putting lubrication on before the condom may ruin the purpose of the condom, it may fall off.”
The smaller boy flushed in embarrassment. Should he tissue off his penis and put a condom on?
He had no time to think as Usami flipped their positions. Misaki lay on his back, staring wide-eyed up at Usagi-san, who smirked at him. “Too late.”
Misaki's eyes widened as Usagi-san positioned himself over him, slowly going down on his cock. Misaki shuddered. He'd never been inside of someone before... and being inside of Usagi-san was nice. He looked up at Usagi-san. The moonlight from the window created a silver-bluish lining to cascade around Usagi-san, it lit up his light hair and made his blue-purple eyes to look like more vivid than usual. Misaki clenched his eyes shut when Usagi-san began moving a top of him. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for very long, being his first time inside of someone. Soon, he came.
Usagi-san chuckled as he lifted his leg, pulling Misaki out of him as he got off of him. He ran a hand through his lover's hair and whispered into his ear. “I still have a problem, Misaki...”
Misaki froze, feeling Usagi-san lift his legs, gasping as Usagi-san began prodding his opening. Somehow, he knew Usagi-san couldn't go a night without doing it himself.
(THE END)