A/N: This is for an acquaintance of mine. Usagi, I hope you like it! :)

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

He didn't know. How could he not know?! She had basically been throwing herself at him since she gathered up her courage to do so, and he still didn't make any kind of move!

What was it? Why did Johnny ignore her advances? Was she being too subtle? That had to be it. Usagi huffed, blowing her bangs out of her eyes and staring at Johnny who, across the common area, leaned against the fridge, arms crossed, a far away expression on his face.

Usagi grit her teeth and strengthened her resolve. "Johnny?" She called out to him casually, though flinched inwardly from her lack of volume control.

Johnny snapped out of his stare and looked, slightly dazed, directly at Usagi. "Yeah, love?" His thick British accent cut through Usagi's sensibilities. She knew 'love' was a general term of endearment, but hearing him say it sends bolts of warmth through her system. She smiled, both from genuine joy of seeing Johnny, and from nervousness.

Usagi swallowed and shivered invisibly. "Listen. You know the songs I've been picking to sing lately?"

Johnny chuckled. "Now how could I forget? You're picking a lot of interesting ones lately. 'I Was Made For Loving You.' 'Burning for You.' 'Harder to Breathe.' Come on, Usagi, this isn't you. Where's the rock? That hard stuff, the visceral, angry, liberating screaming that I know you love so much?"

Usagi shut her eyes against his ignorance. "Really, dude?"

Johnny smirked. "I think I get it." He stood up straight, took a few slow steps towards her. With each step, usagi felt her pulse quicken. "Sudden change in taste." Another step. "The way you look after a performance." Another step. "How you are feeling right..." One more step and he was inches from her, "Now."

Usagi's eyes were wide, her shoulders tensed and pulled up. She looked every bit a shy girl, despite her normally outgoing nature. Johnny tilted his head a little, trying to read her body language. He smirked. "Usagi? Shy? Oh, my."

Usagi bit her lower lip and shut her eyes, then opened them again. "I'm not shy," she said pensively. "I'm... kind of nervous." She refused to break eye contact with Johnny who, straightening his back, looked down at Usagi quizically.

"This is me, Usagi. What have you got to be nervous about?"

She gave a shaky sigh. "That's just it. It's you." Usagi gestured to Johnny. At her gesture, he grasped her wrist, then gathered her hand in his, staring hard down at her. Usagi narrowed her eyes, her breath even, all of her nervousness put on hold. Her tone became serious, even a little lower. "I'm nervous about you." She tipped her head up, looking him full in the face.

"So then... Why... Do you not sound nervous?" He tilted his head downwards to meet usagi's gaze. "You sound pretty level-headed right now." He leaned down a little, bringing them closer together. Usagi felt johnny's breath on her skin and it was like needles and pins through her veins.

Usagi shivered under Johnny's gaze. She realized she had curled her fingers around Johnny's, and that he not only didn't seem to mind; indeed, he was doing the same thing to her, their fingers entwined. He was leaning down to her. His lips were a breath away. He was looking down at her through half-closed eyes. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted it. But he was going to let her make the first move.

She hesitated, hanging in the moment for what felt like hours as the seconds went by. A mix of panic and excitement ripped through her body, and she allowed herself to tip forward and touch her lips gently to Johnny's. At first, he didn't move, giving her the opportunity to pull away. She became bolder then, closing her lips against his in a full, yet soft and tentative kiss. Usagi then gasped in surprise when Johnny pulled her against him, straightening the arm which had their intertwined hands clasped, his other arm snaking around her waist and pulling her front flush against his. Her knees weakened and her nerves were set on fire as he deepened the kiss, rumbling deeply when she finally reciporcated.

Usagi's free hand found its way to the side of Johnny's neck, holding it there. Cautiously, she parted her lips, and Johnny brushed his tongue between them carefully. She shuddered and gave a soft moan, allowing her tongue to touch against his.

Once their tongues made contact, Johnny took it as permission, and assaulted Usagi's mouth with his tonuge. He let go of her hand and brought it up to rest on her hip. He growled when she moaned again, then pulled away slowly, slightly breathless. Usagi's cheeks were flushed pink, her lips puffy from the kiss. Johnny smirked and drew his thumb across her lips. "Am I close?"

Usagi smiled and gave a short, quiet giggle. "Yeah. I'd say so."

"Mm, good." Johnny leaned in again, this time his mouth right by her ear. "I see how you look at me." Usagi shivered at his quiet tone, refusing to move as he spoke. "I know you're trying to talk to me while you sing." He touched his lips gently against the ridge of her ear as he whispered. "So why don't you just... talk to me?" He breathed the last part, abbreviating the question with a light nibble of her earlobe.

Usagi whimpered in her throat, swallowing the sound down and quaking in Johnny's grasp. "I didn't want you to say no." She chuckled weakly. "I'd rather wonder than be shot down."

"Oh, that's no way to live!" Johnny nibbled up and down the side of her neck, eliciting more shivers from her. "Take a lesson here," he spoke as one hand slid down and pressed against the small of Usagi's back. "There is always positivity to be found."

She shuddered and ran her hands down his chest. "Johnny..." She was hesitant in her voice.

"Mmm?" Johnny asked the question without actually saying any words, drawing back to look usagi in the eyes.

"I... I want... but I mean... It's just..." Usagi growled at herself and balled her hands into fists, weakly shaking them in front of herself between her and Johnny. "How can I say this."

Realization started to dawn on Johnny as Usagi tried to find the right words to say. "You've never done this before."

"Yes. That." Usagi blushed a deep red as Johnny voiced her own confession to her.

Johnny smiled his trademark smirk. "Oh, my dear," he purred to her, "allow me to make this event unforgettable for you." He pulled her against him again and looked down to her with a mischievous grin. Usagi, still quite red with embarrassment, let a smile emerge from her uncharacteristic cautiousness. "Come on, then," he hissed to her seductively, pressing a slow, sensuous kiss to her lips. When he pulled away, he grasped her wrist again and spirited them away to a bedroom.

It was quite low-lit, the setting sun behind the shaded curtains the only true light source. In such darkness, Johnny's eyes glowed bright orange. Usagi, briefly disoriented, looked around the room to get her bearings.

A bedroom. A bedroom! She felt her pulse racing. She sat down on, of all things, the bed as the realization crested in her mind.

"Easy," Johnny crooned softly to her, sitting next to her and pressing his side to hers. "I'll make you feel really. Really. Good." With each word, he planted a kiss on her cheek, her neck, and then finally her lips, giving his own deep, luxurious groan, short though it was.

Usagi's heart leapt in her chest. She felt her thighs twitch with anticipation, and as Johnny growled his words to her, she felt herself fall into a sort of trance.

She was very turned on.

Johnny turned slightly into the kiss and guided Usagi down to her back, helping her scoot up so she was lying supine. Usagi fumbled her hands a little bit before Johnny, now propped up on one of his elbows next to her, used his free hand to calm hers, brushing his rough, calloused hands against her arms. Once she relaxed into the mattress, Johnny allowed his hand to rest against her hip, then slowly move up her side and over her belly, teasing at the bottom of her shirt, his fingertips finding their way under the edge.

As he pulled away from their long, slow kiss, he nipped playfully at Usagi's lips. He pressed his tongue gently against the shell of her ear, massaging back there with a restraint Usagi didn't know Johnny had.

She shuddered and her jaw fell open as shocks bolted up and down her spine. Johnny spoke softly against her ear, his tone dangerous. "You're sure you want to do this?"

Usagi nodded, eager but cautious. "Yes, I'm sure."

Johnny shuddered. "Good." He let the hand teasing her hip and belly slide up her side, then glide slowly over her breast, ressting his hand there and watching for negative reactions. Usagi squirmed just a little, arching her back against his touch. Smirking, Johnny massaged her there, pressing his face against the top of her head. He closed his eyes and felt her move, his body leaned against her side.

He moved his hand to the other breast, his thumb lightly rubbing the nipple underneath the shirt and bra. "You know," he draws out the words slowly, "this would feel a lot better for you with your shirt off." He let his hand slide down her breasts and over her belly, tugging very gently at the fabric.

"Better...?" Usagi smiled, then shifted around without sitting up, helping to shed her shirt. Johnny sat up and helped her pull it over her head and away. He looked down on her newly exposed flesh and smiled wickedly in approval. With another shy smile she looked up at Johnny. "It hooks in the front."

"Mmm!" Johnny grinned at Usagi and leaned down again, kissing Usagi's lips fully, moving to unhook her bra, letting her breasts free from that constricting torture device called 'support.' He pulled away, keeping his eyes on hers as he sat up, slowly breaking eye contact and looking down at her now bare breasts. He breathed a shaky sigh. "My gods, you're gorgeous," he breathed. He then looked her in the eye again as he pushed himself up, repositioning himself over her and covering her body with his. He lined up so his head was at chest height with Usagi, and he dipped his head between her beautiful breasts, dropping kisses and tiny licks over the skin there, one hand moving up to hold one, gently kneading and rubbing it. Usagi shivered at his attentions, moaning softly. She dared a glance, and seeing Johnny so lovingly treating her breasts this way both relaxed her sensibilities and excited her emotionally. She felt heat pooling between her legs, and struggled to part them as Johnny's body pinned them to the mattress.

"Yes, my dear?" He asked in a seductive tone, smirking up at her as she struggled. "Smething you want?" He then pressed his tongue against a tight, perked nipple, closing his lips around it and very gently nibbling.

Usagi gasped and keened, arching her back and pressing her breasts up against his assault. Johnny did not let go, instead keeping up the nibbling and sucking. Eventually, Usagi managed to force her legs out from under Johnny and spread her knees apart, by design bringing his body closer to her, pressed against her. She shuddered as his torso made contact with her groin. "Please, please..." She begged him, though she didn't quite know for what.

"Oh, begging now, are we?" Johnny chuckled darkly, making shivers go up Usagi's spine. "I'll acquiesce... this once." He winked at her, sliding down from her breasts and letting his knees hit the floor, purposefully letting his abs and chest rub against her on the way down, making Usagi shudder again and her hips raise up off the mattress momentarily. "Oooh, my, you are eager." He planted a kiss between her legs onto her sex, though she was still clothed. The very light sensations set Usagi's nerves on fire. He moved to help her out of her boots and socks, setting them neatly next to the bed. He then looked up to Usagi and made sure she was fully ready for what came next.

He undid her jeans and pulled them away gently, leaving her in just her panties. Again, he looked into her eyes as she watched him rear up on his knees and pull himself to be settled between her thighs. He held her hips in his hands as he leaned down and gave another, longer kiss to the fabric covering her virgin sex. nervous, Usagi's hands fretted the sheets beneath her. But as nervous as she was, she started to allow herself to feel pleasure from the actions Johnny was taking.

Then, through the fabric, Johnny pressed his tongue firmly against her entrance, pulling upwards and dragging it up to her clit. Usagi yelped and covered her face, flushed red. "What was that!" Johnny did not answer, instead chuckled and repeated the action again, longer, slower, harder, making Usagi cry out in genuine pleasure.

"You know," Johnny repeated from earlier with a deep chuckle, "this feels better with your panties off..." Without awaiting permission, Johnny grabbed the hem of her panties between his teeth and tugged, with the help of his hands at her hips, the fabric away, tucking it aside with the rest of her clothes. Usagi whimpered aloud as Johnny drew himself up again and re-settled where he had been before her panties were off. He didn't actually touch her, just breathed her in, smelling before tasting. Instead of the broad, firm stroke he had been giving her before, he lightly flickered his tongue out against her folds, being careful not to overwhelm her right away. He wanted this to be not just good, but memorable to her.

He then lightly dragged his tongue up the middle of her slit, striking her now bare clit. She yelped again and arched her back. Johnny's hands settled on her hips again to hold her in place as he began his torturously slow series of flickering, circling, broad strokes and of course a pause every now and then. Usagi squirmed against the sheets, trying very hard not to make a sound. Johnny smirked inwardly. Oh, he would make her make sounds, yes he would. He planted his lips around her clit and very gently nibbled, his tongue moving to rub it again and again. Usagi yelped at first, then again, unable to stop herself. Her body broke int a light sweat as the pressure within her core built higher and higher. She began to breathe more heavily. She ventured a look to find Johnny clamped down on her, where she'd imagined him a hundred times before. It was that then which made her lose all control, her body beginning to convulse and jerk, her legs flexing and hips bucking wildly. Usagi moaned heatedly, twisting and turning her head so she could gather the sheets against her face as she cried out in orgasm.

"Mmmnh..." Johnny moaned his approval, pulling away from her now very wet sex, wiping some of her wetness away from his chin. He smirked triumphantly up at Usagi, who still had her face buried in the sheets. "Did you like that?" He asked in a low, growling tone, chuckling at the rhetorical question.

"Oh, wow, what was that?" She had asked also rhetorically. In the age of the Internet, it's easy to know what just happened to her.

"Just the beginning." Johnny chuckled evilly at Usagi's look of shock.

"The b-beginning?"

Johnny nodded, a dark glint in his eye. He then pulled away from her to lie next to her on his side again, his unpinned hand rubbing her thigh as if in reassurance. Slowly, his fingers moved closer and closer to her entrance. He began to pull gently to part her thighs again, which she did with little hesitation. Slowly, his middle finger made its way between her folds, pressing against her entrance. usagi held her breath again, her brow furrowed. Johnny planted a kiss to her temple. "Relax, love," he crooned to her. "Breathe for me." Usagi huffed a breath out and sucked a new one back in, clearly very nervous.

Johnny bumped his forehead to hers. "I have you," he said in a voice similar to a growl, but with an edge of concern and reassurance. He then put a little pressure to her opening and slid his finger in to the first knuckle. Usagi bit her lip, expecting it to be painful. When she sighed deeply, Johnny chuckled. "See? You'll be fine," he said in a deep, protective voice. He then slid his finger in to the second knuckle and let it rest until Usagi adjusted. Once she was confortable, Johnny allowed himself to shudder. "Oh, my gods, Usagi, you are unbelievably tight..." It was at that point Johnny realized just how hard he had become. He groaned despite his self-control, then experimentively moved his finger slowly in and out od her. It was as though her sex was sucking his finger into it, and it thrilled Johnny to his very core. Usagi lie still, her thighs tense and hands gripping the sheets under her. "Does it hurt?"

Usagi shook her head quickly. "No, it feels..." She gasped as he bent his finger within her, just slightly, hitting that very sensitive spot on her anterior wall. Electric shocks crackled through her body radiating from her core.

"Good," Johnny both stated his response and finished her sentence, chuckling darkly. "Mmm... you, my dear, are absolutely soaked," he growled into her ear. "If you're prepared... your body is definitely ready." He breathed out the second to last word, his cock pulsing under his jeans. He withdrew from Usagi, standing at the edge of the bed and looking down at her, first her body, then up to her face. He gave his signature smile. "Just beautiful," he spoke genuinely. He shrugged off his vest and set it neatly aside. He then stepped out of his boots, setting them next to Usagi's, then undid his belt and began to undo his pants. He looked to her one more time. "You're absolutely-"

"I'm sure, Johnny," Usagi held up a hand and smiled, though she did seem a little impatient.

Johnny shut his eyes and smiled. "Alright." He then undid his jeans, freed his achingly hard cock and kicked his pants aside.

He stood naked before Usagi and let her make up her mind silently. Usagi sat up and looked up at Johnny's face. His expression was decidedly positive. She then looked down at his cock and reached out to touch it lightly with her fingertips. She gasped when it strained to be touched more fully. She rested her palm against his length and gently rubbed up and down, looking up to see Johnny's expression had changed jut slightly, his eyes heavy-lidded and brow furrowed.

She was causing him pleasure.

Delighting in this, she wrapped her delicate hand around his shaft and squeezed gently. Johnny groaned heavily, bucking his hips slightly, unable to stop himself. Usagi gasped. She remembered how it felt to just have his finger pressed into her. By way of comparison, his cock was enormous! She shuddered and licked her lips in anticipation at the thought.

She let go of Johnny and laid back on the bed, beckoning him with her innocent smile. Johnny groaned again. "Oh, I am a bad man," he admonished himself playfully, chuckling and joining Usagi on the bed.

Johnny decided to take the lead, covering her again with his body, this time lying between her legs, their hips lined up perfectly. He rested so the head of his cock nestled aagainst her clit, with no danger of penetration before the time was right.

"Usagi," he growled her name softly against her ear. He began to move his hips, sliding his sex against hers, simulating sex, without penetration. He made sure to coat his entire length in her fluids. Then, he positioned to press the tip of his cock against her opening. He looked into her eyes intently, waiting for any form of hesitation, for any kind of reason he should stop. Finding none, seeing that Usagi was in fact becoming impatient with his caution, he began to push in gently, not by the inch, but by the millimeter. Johnny's expression tightened as he fought to keep his eyes open, his brow knit together and jaw set. "Mmn... my gods..." Johnny soon butted up against the barrier within her and paused, giving Usagi time to adjust.

Usagi, meanwhile, had concentrated hard on her breathing. It was the only thing Johnny had asked of her, was to breathe, and she would do just that. Little beads of sweat started to appear on her forehead, and he kissed her lips gently, almost lovingly, as he pushed his cock forth, splitting her barrier.

Usagi broke the kiss off, cried out in pain, gritting her teeth. A little bit of blood spilled from where they were joined, and Johnny paused again, groaning heatedly from both her scream of entry and from the painful tightness that was Usagi's virgin sex. Usagi whimpered, but soon her body adjusted and the pain became pleasure. Johnny's vision blurred, and he grunted from effort, pushing in a few more inches until he was buried to the hilt. Usagi sobbed in relief when he stopped pushing, just once, and sighed heavily, smiling at Johnny. "I.. never figured you for a gentle lover," she said breathlessly, chuckling.

"That's just it. I'm not," he stated factually. "But. A lady must be shown some respect. Especially, if it is her first time." As if to abbreviate his point, he started to move within her, tiny, almost invisible thrusts into her, making her head drop back to the mattress as she groaned. He growled heatedly. "Even I have limits to the depths of my depravity." He chuckled briefly, then shuddered as he drew out his thrusts, slowly moving more and more of his length.

Usagi shivered as a mix of white heat and ice cold ran through her veins and over her skin. It was as though his slow, measured thrusts both relieved her and made her starve for more. "Johnny!" She cried his name feverishly, her senses confused by the newness of the feelings he was causing her. A new kind of fire was building within her belly, radiating to her limbs. It was like when Johnny was licking her slit, but different.

Johnny pulled back almost all the way and pushed back in, the first full stroke, and he growled, shuddering from the sensations it caused him, pinpoints of light dotting his vision. His strokes were powerful, measured, slow, controlled.

"Faster," Usagi whispered, raising her hips off the mattress and giving him a better angle.

Johnny groaned and rested his head down against her shoulder, picking up his tempo, still fighting very hard not to ravish her. He felt he was close already, her impossibly tight pussy beginning to clamp down on his length as her second orgasm approached. He just needed to hold on a little more.

"Harder..!" She began to cry out freely, moaning and screaming as he hit that very sensitive bundle of nerves within her again and again. Her mind was reeling with images and ideas, until one realization dimmed all the rest.

She was having sex.

With Johnny.

At that realization, she gasped, her pupils contracting and vision going hazy as her orgasm ripped through her body. She squeezed johnny between her legs, her knees hooked around his waist and pulling him into her like a steel trap.

Johnny reared up and gasped sharply, being forcibly rammed deep into her as he came, her fluttering, pulsing, orgasmic sex too much for him to handle. He let forth a strangled moan and a heated growl, lowering himself back down onto her, his head spinning from the experience.

Usagi panted for breath, closing her eyes. A dull, throbbing sensation coursed through her body as she came down from that mind-blowing climax. Her pulse continued to race well after the fact, just with the thought that she'd finally done this. She grinned, satisfied.

Johnny chuckled breathlessly, pulled away from her very slowly, then rolled onto his back next to her. "Someone had a good time." He winked at her, and usagi blushed, but smiled and nodded. "Good." Johnny sighed heavily, staring upwards at the ceiling, recuperating. Usagi turned onto her side to curl up with Johnny who curled his arm around her and traced lines up and down her back and shoulder absent-mindedly. Soon, he lulled Usagi to sleep, smiling pridefully when finally she conked out.