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Hello, everyone! Welcome to Chaper five! ^_^

Idiot! Misaki grumbled, getting angrier and angrier by the minute. Stupid, self-centered, perverted jerk!
Of course, this annoyance didn't brew overnight: it all started as soon as he came home from school. As soon as he placed ONE foot through the door, Akihiko pulled him inside as if he were a special package he couldn't wait to open. Just as the teen was about to yell at him, the author thrusted that retched costume into his arms and demanded that he'd go and change. He tried to refuse, but the man wouldn't hear any of it. He kept telling the teen that he had behaved himself all day when he was very tempted to go down to that university, and kidnap the teen all to himself. Therefore, he believed he deserved a reward for all that trouble. Misaki blinked, literally at a loss for words. He couldn't believe the man! Using such a sick excuse just for him to wear that stupid costume again! That selfish jerk! Just as the teen was about to let him have it, he noticed the rather seductive glare beaming within those calculative eyes, almost as if he were daring the teen to do it. Reluctantly, Misaki had to back down. He knew full well what would happen if he disobeyed his Master.
And now, he was stuck wearing this stupid costume again. Despite these events, it wasn't the costume was making him angry—no, it wasn't that. As far as he was concerned, he didn't mind wearing the damn thing again—it was the man's orders that was pissing him off! He made him do and say the most ridiculous things! Like making him stand or bend down for things that were way out of his reach—yet that wasn't even the worst part! The author demanded he couldn't wear underwear: which (obviously) made his privates vulnerable to the author's preying eyes because this costume didn't exactly cover his lower regions! Misaki shivered. He hated knowing that every time he reached or bended down for something Akihiko "accidentally" dropped, the author was looking at him! Yet what pissed him off even more was that he knew there was a side to him that actually liked this kind of this sick fetish! He hated to admit it, but just the thought of him displaying that forbidden flesh to his rabbit was nearly enough to send him into spasms.
Akihiko grunted approvingly, almost as though he could hear the perverted thoughts of his angel. He was so turned on by the beautiful sight in front of him. Just to witness that cute little ass perched perfectly in the air…he felt his member hardening at the mere sight of it. A groan escaped his lips as he witnessed the shivers spiraling down his kitten's spine. He smirked. Misaki was such a tease. Oh, how he wanted to pound that ass into an oblivion just so he could hear those heated cries of passion. Oh, how he wanted to—but he resisted the urge. For now, he was satisfied with the erotic performance his kitten was "giving" him.
"That's right, Misaki," the author whispered, his voice pouring with lust. "Just a little bit further…that's it."
Misaki flushed slightly. Stupid pervert, he thought, sighing impatiently. What the hell am I supposed to be getting over here?!
Apparently, the author had send him over here to locate this "mysterious" object that he "accidentally" dropped. At first, the teen didn't think anything of it, so he complied with his Master's wishes without a second thought. Yet as he kept searching, the author kept insisting that he should angle his body deeper—so he could find the item, of course.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize what he was doing.
Baka Usagi! Misaki fumed, perching his body up a bit more when an object near the television stand caught his eye—earning a heated groan from his Master. A beautiful blush stained his cheeks. I can't believe you're making me do this!
"Yes," the man encouraged, eyeing that ass hungrily. "There—right there. Mpmh. You're doing an amazing job, Misaki."
Misaki bit his lower lip, trying to suppress the heated cry that wanted to erupt from that explicit praise.
"Lower," the author gruffly said, his member throbbing in anticipation. "Ah, I believe it's located right over there. Yes...right there."
Misaki couldn't help it—he moaned in spite himself. Utterly helpless against that intoxicating voice that was cutting throughout him.
"Master!" He whined, trembling helplessly against that stern gaze. "Please…let me stand up! There's nothing's her—"
"Misaki," Akihiko breathed, utterly inebriated with that mesmerizing flesh.
Misaki bit his lip hard, desperately trying to bottle the heaving moans at bay. What was happening to him? The author wasn't even touching him for crying out loud! Why was he feeling like this?! Like he was slowly losing himself through this coursing heat that was rushing down his veins. Get ahold of yourself, Misaki! he thought, panting slightly. Stop letting him to this to you! You're a grown ass man! Stop getting so swept away!
"M-Master," he rasped, barely managing to stand up—having to place his hands on the television stall just to support himself. "I…have to go upstairs. I have homework I need t—"
The author chuckled. "Oh?" He mused, controlling his voice. "I never knew you were such a diligent student—why the sudden change of habit?"
"Because the homework's not going to do itself, jackass!" Misaki snapped, a tint of red creeping upon his cheeks. Because of their…"physical activities", the teen was getting a bit behind on his assignments. Although he did very best to catch up, he knew he needed time to catch up completely—time this idiot selfishly denied him! "So can you please let me do it?!"
Akihiko shrugged. "That isn't something I can promise so easily," he hummed, eyeing those fishnets deliciously. "You're too sexy for your own good."
"D-Didn't I tell you not to say things like that?!" Misaki cried, scrutinizing that adorable face in deep embarrassment. "It's embarrassing!"
The author said nothing; he merely stared at his servant with those impassive eyes of his.
Misaki flushed. "S-Stop staring at me like that!"
Akihiko ignored him, continuing to stare.
"S…Stop it!" The teen protested, utterly mortified by that libidinous gaze. "Stop…"
Once again, the author failed to comprehend his kitten's pleas. He just kept staring at the boy with those mesmerizing eyes of his.
Misaki gasped. This wasn't good! His heart—it was beating so loudly! He was terrified the author could hear it! Quickly, he averted his eyes away from that calculating gaze. Almost as if that could relieve the emotions swarming though him. Yet no matter what he did, he still felt those lingering eyes upon him. He blushed, turning his face away entirely. Damn it! Why the hell was he looking at him like that?! He didn't recall doing anything, and yet…the author kept looking at him almost as though he were expecting something—something that was beyond the teen's capability!
Unable to take any more of this agonizing silence, the teen informed the man that he'd be going upstairs and for the author to call him if he needed anything. Just as he was about to set foot, he heard that unmistakable, authoritative tone within his lovers' voice.
"As a matter of fact," the author murmured, his lips curving into a ravishing smile. "There is something I want from you."
Misaki cringed, instantly regretting the words that escaped his mouth. IDIOT! He thought, mentally smacking himself on the head. How could you say something so stupid?! Are you asking for trouble?!
Unfortunately, that answer was correct.
He knew the author was a horny pervert—so why the hell was he choosing his words so carelessly?! Akihiko was a selfish idiot—always twisting around his words until it complied to his sick advantages! Stupid! Misaki thought. Stupid! Stupid! STUPID!
Yet no matter much the author pissed him off, he couldn't let his rabbit get to him. He had to play it cool, so he tried acting normal—attempting to cease the shivers that wanted to course throughout his frame. Unfortunately, he couldn't fool that calculating rabbit—for the man saw through that façade instantly.
So that's how you want to play, huh? Akihiko thought, detecting that tinge of eagerness his cutie failed to hide. He smirked. Very well, then.
"W-What?!" Misaki stuttered, flushing hotly as that tantalizing grin merged into that handsome face. "Why are you looking at me like that?! Probably thinking something nasty, no doubt! Ugh! You're such a pervert! I can't believe—"
"Misaki," Akihiko interrupted. "Come here."
Once again, the teen felt the familiar blush dusting against his cheeks. He couldn't believe he was getting swept away like this! Just one sentence the author uttered already had his heart pounding. Was he really that weak against the man's advances? No, that couldn't be right! He refused to believe it!
"As if!" Misaki scoffed as he tore his gaze away. "I don't have time for your—!"
"Misaki," the author said again, his voice dripping with dominance. "Come here."
The teen shivered. It wasn't that fact that he was scared—no, far from that. It was the fact that he heard that unambiguous caress within that sexy voice, almost as though the author were drowning him within the depths of temptation. Unable to stop himself, he began to walk towards the author—his heart pounding all the more as soon as that unabashed lust clouded those calculative eyes. When Misaki was close enough, the author had yanked his arm until he was somehow straddling the author's lap.
"Hey!" Misaki cried, mortified his slender body was trapped within that muscular waist. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Put me down, you pervert!"
Akihiko chuckled. "You're so cute, Misaki." He crooned, kissing that exposed neck as his arms encased themselves amongst that delicate flesh.
Misaki blushed, turning his head away in deep embarrassment. This wasn't good. Because of their current position, he felt more exposed to the author's advances. Their bodies were so close...he could feel the raging heat pouring out of each of them. A low moan escaped his lips as those cold hands stroked his thighs. He moaned even louder as those same hands cupped the soft cheeks of his ass, squeezing them softly. Just as the teen was about to call out, he felt those familiar lips silencing him yet again. The teen moaned, his arguments long forgotten as soon as that talented tongue entered his cavern. For the first few minutes, nothing mattered to them but the delicious muscle attacking their mouths. World War III could have broken out for all they cared—nothing was more important other than collecting that sweet juice.
A string of saliva escaped their lips when they finally broke apart to meet each other's gaze. Misaki gasped when he witnessed those amethyst orbs darkening with passion. Within the blissfulness of the mood, the teen lowered his head once more just to meet those irresistible lips again. He relished the groan that escaped the author as soon as he committed the sweet act. When the kiss ended, Misaki leaned down just to see that handsome face. He blushed.
"W…What would you l-like me to d-do, M-Master?" He whispered, drinking in the beautiful features of his beloved.
Akihiko said nothing. He merely thrusting his hips upward so his kitten could feel his hardening erection. Misaki gasped. "Satisfy me," he whispered, trailing his cool fingers amongst that flushed skin.
Misaki's eyes widened slightly. He couldn't believe the man had asked such a bold request! Normally, he would have refused outright—he knew he could never perform things as vulgar as that! Yet for some reason, that mentality didn't come today. Just for this moment, he'd cast that mentality aside. He wanted nothing more but to please his Master. For now, he'd give into his Master's desires—knowing full well he wanted this just as much. Misaki kissed those lips one last time before gripping the man's shirt, and unbuttoning it with his trembling hands. Akihiko chuckled at the teen's inexperience, causing his kitten to stop momentarily.
"No," Akihiko breathed, his eyes glinting dangerously. "Continue."
Misaki whimpered but continued unbuttoning the shirt until he saw pieces of that flawless, herculean chest his rabbit possessed. Misaki flushed, desperately trying to pry his eyes away from that delicious built. At times like this, he couldn't believe the author was his. The very truth of it was enough to make his heart soar. Slowly...his hands reached up to stroke that powerful chest. A blush blossomed amongst his features as he heard that sexy groan escape that addictive mouth.
Akihiko...there was no words to describe the lingering perfection that was displayed right in front of him. The author was so soft, so powerful...so right. Even though he constantly pissed him off, the teen knew that deep down, he honestly loved his perverted idiot. He was the reason the teen could look forward into facing another day.
And now, he was about to give into his true feelings.
The author groaned, completely mesmerized by the blissfulness of his kitten's touch. Those hands blossomed pleasure at every wake, causing that raging heat within him to increase dramatically.
"Misaki," he breathed, shivering slightly as that intoxicating heat surged his arousal. "Nnnn..." was all he could say as his member swelled with pre-cum. He let out a growl before leaning in to taste his kitten's neck. His eyes glinted in triumph as a whimper trailed right after.
The need to overpower the teen was torture.
"Ngh—I need to fuck you again." He stated gruffly, trailing his tongue against that heated skin as he pulled his kitten closer.
"W-Wait!" Misaki squeaked, trying desperately to escape those arms that bound him. "We…We can't!"
"And why the hell not?" Akihiko snarled, biting down that delicious flesh as his kitten howled in painful pleasure. "You just gave me the most exquisite performances I could ever ask for and now you expect me stop?" A husky laugh escaped his lips, he brought his finger to squeeze that luscious nipple that begged for his attention. He smirked as that nectarous moan escaped.
"Ahhh!" Misaki moaned, shivering greatly as those hands sent him towards his euphoric heaven. "P-Please! I c-can't!"
"And why can't you?" The author managed to say, using all of his self-control not to pound that sweet ass into the next century.
Misaki squirmed. "W-Well," he whispered, casting his eyes down as that adorable blush stained his cheeks. "I'm kinda sore. Y-You know…down there."
A trace of a smile lingered upon the elder's lips. "I guess I overdid last night." He mused, utterly transfixed by that angelic face. "But you know," he added, his voice trailing into that seductive purr. "You were the one who asked for it."
"B-BE QUIET!" Misaki yelled against the author's endless laughter. "I d-don't need to h-hear that from you! You're not exactly small, you know!"
Akihiko shrugged. "Again, not my problem," he stated honestly. "You're the one who was begging for it."
"Shut up!" Misaki cried, the blush never leaving his cheeks.
Akihiko chuckled yet again, hugging the boy fiercely. Yet the innocent action turned steamy as he pulled his kitten for another blistering kiss, thrusting his hot tongue into that innocent cavern. Misaki moaned softly. "Really Misaki," he whispered, stopping his actions to let his voice linger upon that shivering earlobe. "I need you."
Misaki blushed but complied. Awkwardly, he met the rabbit's lips again, pulling him into another kiss that promised passion and pleasure. He nervously brought his hands back towards that delicious chest, sliding his hands down until he rubbed the long-awaited bulge that was screaming for attention. Akihiko groaned, totally turned on by his kitten's boldness.
"Misaki," he moaned, his head falling back against the couch. "Oh God."
Misaki flushed. He rubbed the heated bulge one last time before reaching for the zipper. He unzipped it awkwardly, catching sight of that angered member that bulged through those tight boxers. His hands trembled, unable to believe he was going this far. Misaki slowly held the garter of Akihiko's boxers and began to pull it down. The author's eyes snapped open. "Misaki..." was all he could say as he watched his kitten undress him.
Misaki removed the unwanted piece of clothing and was rewarded when the author's cock came into view. Misaki gasped: he could see why the man was so confident. He had the most beautiful cock the teen had ever seen. It was long, thick, and coated with pre-cum. He blushed as he held the member with both hands, caressing it until he felt it twitch. Just witnessing his Master closing his eyes only to groan made him see he was at least doing something right. Very slowly, his hands begin to move at their own accord: pumping the man at a steady pace. The author moaned from the hallowed pleasure his body was receiving, his mind lost against those small, celestial hands. He had to admit—the teen was doing a wonderful job. Just the feel of those undefiled hands stroking his sensitive flesh was one of the most erotic experiences he'd ever experienced.
"Misaki," he groaned, gritting his teeth as the teen stroked the wetness of the tip. "Nnngh...just like that—oh fuck, just like that…ahh...you're getting good at this."
Misaki flushed, his heart soaring from the delicious compliment. In response to this, he clenched the cock and pumped harder.
The author's breathing increased. Misaki whimpered, he was getting more and more aroused by his Master's moans.
Suddenly, the author ripped his hands away—leaving the boy in utter confusion.
"W…Why you'd stop me?" He gasped, a tinge of insecurity seeping within his voice. "W…Was I doing it wrong?"
Akihiko released a throaty chuckle, causing the teen to shiver in anticipation. "No, no." He assured, sensing the uncertainty within his lovers' voice. "It wasn't that at all. You were performing wonderfully, my love." He cooed, rubbing the teen's cheek affectionately.
Misaki blinked "T-Then why—?"
"Because," he trailed on, his eyes flashing that seductive glare. "I'd rather you'd pleasure me with that hot mouth of yours."
At that bold remark, Misaki's face flushed tenfold. "I…I don't know how." He answered honestly, casting his eyes away from the powerful gaze. "I...I've never done something like…that…before."
Akihiko couldn't help but crinkle his eyes in amusement. "Misaki," he whispered, leaning forward to place his lips upon his kitten's skin. "You're so innocent…it's so cute."
"I am not cute!" The teen snapped, that familiar feistiness creeping back into his tone. "Stop saying that, you dumb b—"
"Misaki," Akihiko whispered, the lust so evident it hit the boy like a wave. "Please."
Misaki whimpered. He couldn't say no to the author now—not when he heard that desperateness within his Master's voice. Even if that wasn't the case, he knew that deep down…he really wanted to do this. He fantasied about it for while. And now that he was given the opportunity to carry out this desire, he cringed in fear. What if he didn't do it right? He knew he wasn't the author's first—it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure that one out. He knew the author had been with some pretty experienced people within his past—and that thought frightened him all the more. What if he couldn't meet the man's expectations? Before Akihiko, he was just some loser who never kissed—let alone been with—anybody. Just what could he do to satisfy this intoxicating sex God?
Nothing. He thought, the sadness itching upon his features. I can't do a damn th—
"Misaki," Akihiko whispered, sensing the problem. He kissed his sweetheart affectionately. "Don't worry about that. It's okay."
And just like that...the uneasiness he felt within his heart vanished instantly. He mumbled a brief "thank you" before leaning in to kiss the author's eagerly awaited lips. He moaned softly, his heart was pounding, the heat was clouding his features…making him delirious to everything around him.
"Misaki," Akihiko whispered, his tongue leaving a trail amongst that flushed skin. "I can't last much longer."
Misaki blushed, but complied with his Master's wishes. Very slowly, he slid off the author's lap and positioned himself until his face was creeping between the man's legs. He then parted the remaining fabric to the sides and nervously grabbed the member that was obviously very happy to see him. If possible, his cheeks reddened all the more. Akihiko's dick...it was always so big! Just how would he be able to fit the thing within his mouth without gagging?! Without giving himself a chance to back down, he leaned forward and licked the tip of that hardening erection—his heart raced when a shiver raked through his Master's body. Then, slowly but surely, he engrossed the length into that innocent mouth of his.
Akihiko released a heated groan as that wet mouth engulfed that capacious erection of his. He'd never known that having a blowjob would feel this good.
True, he'd gotten some good head in his past, yet there was something strangely erotic about his kitten's sucking. Just being able to witness that adorably flushed face saddled between his legs was enough to send him on the train ride to ecstasy. Looking down to see those paradisiac lips stretching around his substance; that cute little tongue lapping incessantly around his erection, trying so hard to please him—it was way better than anything he received in the past.
"Misaki," he groaned, lowering his hands and threading them into the soft, chestnut waves of his lover. "Ngh..."
Misaki hummed appreciately, for the author's grunts were giving him more confidence. He was afraid he'd suck at it. He never had any experience giving a blow job prior to this one. All he did was follow his instincts and tried to remember the reactions the man made with every move he made with his tongue. So far, the man seemed to like it…he'd be sure to make mental notes later on places his Master was most sensitive.
Akihiko tried to lower his tone—for he wanted so badly to hear those seductive hums his kitten was uttering—but his lovers' performance was so addicting, he couldn't help but groan loudly as he thrusted those hips into that scorching cavern.
"Misaki…" he breathed, tightening his grip as his kitten clumsily rolled his tongue around his sensitive flesh. "Shit…ohhh…yes…just like that."
The teen continued sucking the hardened shaft, licking the pre-cum as if it was the most delicious ice cream in the world. He moaned. He loved the sweet yet bitter taste of his Master's love juice...for it tasted so damn good. Just then, he increased his pace, determined to fill his mouth with his Master's hot cum.
Akihiko groaned louder in response.
"Oh...Misaki...that feels good," he growled, fucking that hot mouth gently. "That's it. Take it—take my cock down your throat!" Misaki mewled, secretly aroused by that sweet demand. He followed his Master's orders and lowered his mouth to the best of his ability. "Nngh…Misaki."
Akihiko's cock throbbed painfully, he knew he was nearing the peak of his awaited orgasm. If his lover continued to devour him like this...he wouldn't mind the blissful fate that awaited him. "Mmmm..." Just the feel of that scorching mouth giving his dick the right amount of friction cascaded shivers amongst his spine.
"Misaki," he rasped, sweat glistening down his beautiful face. "Harder. Suck it harder—harder. Fuck…just like that."
As the minutes passed by, the man felt that familiar knot bubbling within the center of his abdomen. He groaned, delighting the blissful fate of what was about to come.
"Ahhh…M-Misaki…I'm…I'm about to come." Just then, Misaki felt the shiver run across his Master's body. "Nhghhh…oh God—Misaki!" He yelled, releasing his hot seed into that eager mouth.
Misaki coughed, swallowing the sperm deliciously. He wiped his cum-covered mouth and averted his eyes away from that calculating gaze. He blushed, his mind processing the events that just occurred. He just gave his lover a blowjob…he went down and sucked the man's dick. An emotion begin to overcloud his senses, it wasn't the feelings of regret—never that. It...was more of the feelings of embarrassment. He couldn't believe he just…acted out on the feelings he held in for so long. He let his guard down and the author finally saw that desirous side of him. He flushed deeply, unable to look within that perfect face that was towering right above him.
Akihiko caught sight of that flushed face that screamed embarrassment. A smirk played upon his lips. His lover was so cute. It blew his mind how unbelievably innocent his kitten could be during times like this. Deciding not to dwell on it any longer, he leaned forward and scooped the surprised teen within his arms. He hugged him tightly.
"Misaki," he whispered, inhaling that sweet scent that only belonged to Misaki. "I love you."
The teen flushed. "Shut-up!" he cried, his heart pounding in happiness. "You're annoying! I already know that!"
Akihiko chuckled. "And yet you tremble before me as if I've said it for the first time." He mused, his eyes flashing into that mischievous glare. "Why is that?"
"T-That," Misaki stuttered, the blood rushing to his face. "That's b-because—"
Akihiko's eyes twinkled in amusement. "You're so cute, Misaki." He breathed, clutching the delicate body within his powerful arms. "I love you."
"Don't say things like that!"
"I love you, my sexy little maid."
"SHUT UP!" Misaki flustered, his face as red as a lobster.
The author laughed. "Misaki," he said, turning that adorable face to meet his stern, but loving gaze. "You really need to stop saying things you don't mean."
Just as Misaki was about to retort, the author pulled him in for a deep, mesmerizing kiss. The teen moaned, unable to help himself. No matter how much he pretend he didn't like it, he couldn't resist those intoxicating lips the author possessed. They always managed to send currents of electricity spiraling throughout his body, making him breathless for more. Akihiko seemed to sense that effect and chuckled.
"What?" He said to the flustered young man—his ego bursting considerably as his kitten shivered from the simple caress of his touch. "Already wanting more?"
"You wish, you pervert!" Misaki scowled, his face heating up all the more. "As if I'll ever want anything from you!"
Akihiko did nothing but smile—not at all fazed by the "act" the teen was putting up.
"Whatever you say, Misaki." He whispered, kissing that flushed cheek.

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