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FICLET: (Junjou Romantica) Why Misaki Will Never Promise Usami... (~800 words, soft NC-17)

I wrote a Junjou Romantica smutlet. (It's posted anonymously over on the JR Kink Meme Part Two, but I'm not shy.)

Title: Why Misaki Will Never Promise Usami "I'll Do Anything" Ever Again
Summary: Misaki regrets volunteering to take Suzuki's place in bed. --Okay, he doesn't really regret it.
Rating: Soft NC-17
Word Count: ~800



"Usagi-san..."

"Mmph."

"Usagi-san, please. I can't breathe."

"Mmf. Suzuki-san doesn't need to breathe."

"Usagi-san, come off it!"

"Suzuki-san doesn't talk either. You're being a very poor substitute."

"I hate you so much."

"Don't sulk. This was your promise, after all."

"I'm never promising you anything again."

"You should be ashamed. Think of poor Suzuki-san..."

"I'm thinking of me! Because I can't breathe, you jerk!"

"...all alone, in that dry cleaners..."

"He's a goddamned stuffed bear!"

"...unable to come home..."

"I'd trade places with him! Right now!"

"...all because you spilled soup on him."

"It wasn't like I planned to."

"Oh, I know that. But still, you did it."

"What else do you want me to say? I said how sorry I was. Dammit, that I agreed to be a substitute for him should tell you how sorry."

"You aren't all that sorry."

"What?"

"You volunteered to take his place because you were being selfish."

"I what! You sick pervert, I did not!"

"You're really happy you're here with me pressed up next to you."

"Shut up! You think I want to be here with you breathing all over me and smothering me and pawing me? Like I spilled soup on Suzuki-san on purpose so I could have you humping me all night?"

"Oh, that's a creative take. I hadn't thought of that."

"You what?"

"I just meant you were happy to be here because it means I'll get a good night's sleep and that means I'll be in a better mood, and that makes your life easier if I am. Which would mean, if that were true, you volunteered because you selfishly wanted something for yourself. That was all I meant."

"I--I--"

"But that wasn't it at all, was it. I had no idea you were so devious, Misaki. What a great trick."

"Shut up! I didn't--I would never want--"

"Oh, I don't think I can believe that. You're a little sneak."

"Let me up right now."

"I love it when you blush."

"No. Stop looking. Let me up."

"All right. I'll believe you didn't plan that on one condition."

"W-what?"

"You act like a better substitute for Suzuki-san than you are."

"I'm trying! But I can't--"

"You won't have to worry about breathing. I won't smother you. All I want is for you to remain...perfectly...still."

"...uh..."

"Don't think you can do it?"

"Better than you could!"

"Braggart. Let's see what you can do."

"Um--what, right now?"

"No, in the morning. Of course right now. When else do I sleep?"

"Fine. Watch me."

"Oh, that's no good. You're all frozen and stiff. Not like Suzuki-san at all. I want you soft..."

"Gah."

"...and pliant..."

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it. Just shut up already."

"Yes, that's much nicer. You're warm, too. Especially here..."

"Gyah! What are you doing, you pervert?"

"I thought you said you could stay still."

"I thought you were going to treat me like Suzuki-san!"

"How do you know what I do or don't do with Suzuki-san? Have you been spying on me, then?"

"As if!"

"I think you have. I think you like to see what I get up to if you're not in the bed with me."

"Why do you do this to me? Why do I always fall for it?"

"I think you're jealous of Suzuki-san. And you call me perverted."

"Stop it! I mean it."

"Then stay still."

"I--dammit."

"There you are. Maybe you can manage it after all. Except--"

"Gnyahh!"

"Oh, that part of you doesn't want to stay still, does it."

"Usagi-san--"

"So it's Usagi-san this time, is it. Not pervert or jerk. Think I'll let you off that lightly?"

"Usagi-san--please--"

"Hush. I like that part of you wants to disobey me. Won't lie still. Maybe it should be allowed a little attention."

"Ah! Oh--I--"

"Mmmm. Oh, yes, it likes that."

"U-Usagi-sannnn..."

"You try to pretend you aren't eager for me. It doesn't matter, you know."

"U--u..."

"Because I'll always want you. Whether you fight me or run from me or call me names, I'm always going to come after you, Misaki. Always."

"Ah..."

"You might as well get used to it..."

"I--oh..."

"Mmmmmmm..."

"AH!"

"There we are."

"...oh...I...U-Usagi-san..."

"Ssh. Don't talk."

"...oh..."

"Unless you want to tell me how much you love me, of course."

"No. You...pervert. Oh..."

"Don't talk."

"...mf..."

"Go to sleep, Misaki. We'll see if you do a better imitation of Suzuki-san that way."

"...not...mnf."

"Of course, you didn't do a very good job of it tonight. I'll have to think of some way to punish you."

"...mn..."

"I think we'll just have to do this all over again tomorrow night."

"...what."

"And every night until Suzuki-san's back from the cleaners."

"You bastard."

"I'll call the cleaners tomorrow. Tell them to be sure they take their time. Do an extra-thorough job."

"I hate you so much."
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