This is going to be a two-shot...probably xD I know I often say that I'm not a big fan of PWP, but that's partially a lie; I like reading and writing it occasionally. It's simply that I prefer stories with a plot.
Anyway, this is basically just porn. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica T_T
Promises and Perverts
A husky voice echoed through the room as Misaki squeezed his eyes shut, trying to adjust to the bright light that had suddenly entered the room. He couldn't even hear what Akihiko was saying because of his nervousness. His entire body froze as that tall figure crept closer.
"Misaki…" Through the drumming of his heartbeat in his ear, Misaki could faintly hear the author whisper his name. The usual sensuality in his lover's voice was emphasized by the sultriness of his spoken words. Lavender eyes shone in the dark as Akihiko moved to the end of the bed, his hand slowly working on taking off his tie.
Once or twice, Misaki swallowed hard as those long slender fingers slid past that dark burgundy fabric, the gracefulness of this gesture delectably stimulating. There were very few things the brunet simply couldn't resist, one of them being the way Akihiko undid his necktie. Even if the man wasn't trying, his appearance and erotic aura enthralled Misaki. Yet, when Akihiko consciously attempted to seduce his lover, he never failed.
The soft sound of footsteps died down once Akihiko was standing right in front of the bed, eyes looking down on the boy wrapped up in sheets. A smirk, one devilish and lusty, crossed the man's face, sending a single shiver down Misaki's spine. Large hands gripped the sheets tightly, pulling them off the young male to destroy his futile attempt to protect himself.
Akihiko clicked his tongue as his stare trailed down his lover's body. Misaki was wearing his pajamas, a white short-sleeved shirt with a pair of matching yellow shorts, decorated with small teddy bear heads. It was a simple, yet flattering outfit, which showed off those long slim legs.
Oh, how Akihiko loved the sight of this.
Shifting his body in discomfort, Misaki leaned onto his arms to push himself up, carefully meeting his partner's gaze. The way Akihiko was looking at him was making him feel both uneasy and terribly aroused at the same time.
"U-Usagi-san," Misaki stuttered softly, blushing as he noticed the uncertainty in his voice, "You should turn on the lights. It's too dark in here."
Sitting down onto the bed, Akihiko crawled towards the other on hands and knees, his movements as predatory as those of a panther. "There's no need for that, Misaki." The brunet's name came from his lips as a purr.
Misaki gulped, moving back until he was met with the cold surface of the headboard. His vision became blurry as Akihiko positioned himself between his legs. Warm breath with the aroma of tobacco caressed his face, half-lidded eyes hypnotizing him as a single hand ran down his bare left arm, his skin tingling at the contact.
Akihiko's face inched closer before he captured Misaki's pink lips in his own, his tongue running over the lush flesh to provoke sounds of gratification. With his free hand, he blindly searched for the drawer of the nightstand, curling his fingers around the knob and silently pulling at it. He examined the contents with his fingertips until he felt the cold metal under his touch.
"Found it," the man whispered against his lover's lips before claiming them again. He took hold of the other's wrists, locking them in one hand while he managed to fumble with the devices in his hands.
Noticing the soft sound, Misaki carefully broke the warm kiss and stared down at Akihiko's hands, only to have his eyes widen in surprise and disbelief. He started struggling, trying to free his hands from that strong grasp.
"What do you think you're doing?! Let go!" The panic was audible in Misaki's voice as he stared at the dangling handcuffs in Akihiko's hand. However, when he noticed the dangerously serious look in those narrow eyes, he paused.
"A promise is a promise," Akihiko reminded him, taking his chance to put the handcuffs on, "You said you'd do this for me once I got back, so no struggling."
Misaki sighed as he remembered the promise he'd made, regretting his words already. No matter what he did, he always ended up getting himself into trouble. Still, this had to be the most ridiculous thing he'd ever gotten himself into.
"Is it…really necessary to handcuff me?"
Grinning wolfishly, Akihiko ran his thumb over the youth's cheek. "Yes it is. Surely, you'll try to stop me once I start touching you, and we can't use that now, can we?" He placed a tender kiss on the tense jaw in front of him. "Besides, there's a common belief that one gets more sensitive when placed in a vulnerable situation."
With a soft whimper, Misaki cut his own retort short. Despite the embarrassment gnawing at him, he could feel the excitement for their experiment bloom slowly. It was frustrating how that arrogant bastard could give him such sinful feelings.
Akihiko snickered as he drew back, lustfully gazing at his beloved. "Remember, no resisting, no hiding, no lying," he instructed sternly before his tone softened, "You're going to enjoy this…trust me."
I'm terrible for leaving you with a cliffhanger, but it's late here and I need some rest xD