AN: This is just a little prologue/teaser that was in my head and wouldn't leave me alone. So I decided to write it up real quick and post it, just to see the type of feedback I would get. I eventually will add more to this, but for right now, this will represent the Prologue. All of my other stuff will be updated in due time, and thanks for all of the people that read and reviewed Perfect !
Disclaimer: I don't plan on owning Sailor Moon anytime soon…do you?
Tricking Desire: Prologue
He watched from the shadows as she took on her next dance partner, another slobbering simpleton; one with probably not enough knowledge to pleasure himself, let alone a female. Oh, but she was flaunting her newest plaything, making sure that everyone who looked saw exactly what she wanted them to see…
He grit his teeth and felt his relaxed grip on his martini turn to one of death as the unknown partner pulled her body closer than necessary to his own. She knew what it would do to him, what it would make him feel, to have to watch another man put his hands on his woman, on her.
A low snarl escaped his throat as he lifted the abused glass to his parched lips to quench his thirst. Yet the sip he took from the beverage failed in its job, and to prevent himself from crushing his host's fine glass, he downed the liquid in its entirety in one heated gulp. Not once had he been so aroused, yet felt so threatened by a woman, especially one of her caliber. Never had he been so enticed, so tempted…only to have the delightful treat snatched back each and every time.
She feared him, and he desired her. She wanted nothing to do with him and he wanted to everything to do with her. She felt he had been a mistake, one of few, and he wanted her to surrender to the power she held so highly above his head. He hated her and yet, he wanted no other man's fingers to mar such beauty. Damn…he had never been able to resist fine pair of legs…or a nice set of wits for that matter.
Smiling darkly, he ran a tanned and calloused hand through his sexily rumpled lavender head of hair. At the age of twenty-eight he had become the envy of every wealthy businessman alive. Everything his strong, capable hands touched turned to gold…to wealth of the green and papery sort, and such abilities had earned him the nickname, Midas. But only behind closed doors where frightened, little balding men of business thought he wasn't listening. Unfortunately for them, he had eyes and ears everywhere and he enjoyed feeling their fear, relished tasting the power of control as it coated his tongue like the sweet taste of a well-aged shot of brandy.
His build was large, though he stood only six foot two, and every inch of his compact-god given body was covered in muscle. The lavender hair which adorned the top of his head hung just above his shoulders and clashed with his own set of fiery blue eyes. His mouth was firm, but his lips were soft, cool and made for giving pleasure…and taking it. Large, rough hands made him gentle, but his passions made him ruthless…a dangerous combination.
The woman he had his eye on wasn't just beautiful, she was gorgeous, and she knew it. She had the body of a dancer, with legs that went on for miles, firm muscles and flawless pale skin. Her hair, which felt like whipped silk when he ran his fingers through it, was the color of sweet honey and sunlight, and her lips, the very lips that drove him to madness each time they touched his own, were full and pink…and only protected by a thin layer of Rose colored lip gloss. Her laugh was sexy and innocent at the same time because she didn't have to try, it just came naturally. She flaunted her body at the appropriate times as to keep herself from being seen as too available. Even though he spoke a multitude of exotic languages, he had yet to come up with the perfect word to describe her…except for one…
His.
And there she was, allowing another man to place his hands on her body, a body which she had willingly allowed him to pleasure with his own two hands. She had surrendered her body to his waiting arms and together the two had them had traveled to places that the human mind could barely begin to contemplate.
Then she'd gone away, just slipped from his bed in the middle of the night after a heated bout of lovemaking. She didn't return his calls, so he'd stopped calling at all. She had sent the flowers that had been delivered for her back to him unopened. She had even refused to see him. But that was then, and this was now.
Trunks watched coolly as her dance partner leaned down to whisper something in her ear. In response she gave him a sultry smile and a nod, before proceeding to exit the dance floor together. He watched them disappear into the crowd and felt his temper begin to rise, but then she reappeared a second later, alone, and headed in the direction of the Coat Check Area. It was then, for the first time that entire night, he let a smile grace his features, because for the first time all night, he had finally gotten what he wanted…
"Let's see here," she murmured to herself as she searched for her coat, "where did they hang my coat…?"
'Oh, this is so annoying…'
She stared down in dismay at the number on the scrap of paper she had been handed after the removal of her coat in the front entry-way.
Out of habit, she turned to look over her shoulder, only to find herself alone.
Good.
Great.
Thank God.
Thirty seconds later, thankfully, she located her coat, put it on and prepared to make her way towards the door. Her hand contacted with knob, but when it came time to twist it, it wouldn't budge.
Sweet Jesus! She'd managed to lock herself in the Coat Check! Fuck!
"Oh jeeze…" She grumbled to herself. Not one to waste anytime, she reached a hand into her purse and fumbled for a hair pin or paper clip; anything that could possibly pick a lock.
She smiled in triumph when her fingers closed over a hair pin. She'd be out of here in no time!
No sooner had she inserted the pin into the lock she heard the voice, and she jolted out of shock.
She refused to turn around and meet his eyes; she didn't want to have to look at his perfect mouth that was no doubt twisted into some seductive smirk.
"I didn't know you could pick locks, Gorgeous." His smooth silky voice filled the room and the vibrations of his deep, sexy voice coursed over her skin, sending small waves of desire rippling through her.
Oh hell…Fuck!
"Did you do this?" Her voice was husky, but controlled, and by God he wished she would only turn and face him. He wanted to touch her, taste and feel her smooth, pale skin until she was forced to whisper his name over and over; just like the last time he'd taken her.
"Well, I know I didn't, but whether you give me the key or not, I'm getting out of here. Somebody's waiting for me and we have plans; so stay the fuck over there away from me and I won't have to do anything drastic. You're a fucking Lunatic!"
"Who is he?"
'Oh wow…'
"Are you serious? You just locked us both in a Coat Check and you're worried about some guy?" She turned to stare at him, eyes blazing and teeth clenched.
His eyes hardened, but he flashed a cool smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Are you going to sleep with him?"
She took a step forward. "That's none of your business, Trunks. My life, in general, is none of your business! How many times do I have to tell you this? Get away from me!"
"You didn't answer the question. Are you and Junior going back to his place for a little After-Party?"
'Hmmm…' The blonde smiled sweetly, before responding sexily. "No, we're going to my place, and his name's Anthony. Now mind your own Goddamn business!"
"And do you honestly think he'll be enough to satisfy you, Gorgeous? I don't think he knows how to touch you. Does he know what spots turn you on, and which spots send you over the edge? I don't think Junior can even begin to make you feel the way I can…"
His body was now pressed against hers, and she could feel her traitorous body responding to his scent, to his touch. Trunks nuzzled his face in her hair and groaned softly as her perfume overrode his senses.
"I bet he doesn't even know your full name, or how you like your coffee in the morning right after you've made love straight through the night and into the morning. The poor boy probably doesn't even know how to sate that voracious appetite of yours; you'd eat him alive and you know it."
'This is so wrong!' She thought to herself. 'I said I'd never let him again; I promised. This can't happen, and he can go to hell, the Bastard!'
"This can't happen Trunks!" Thank God her voice sounded firm, because inside she was shaking.
He cupped her delicate chin in his large hands and tilted her head up to look him in the eyes.
"It can't?"
"It won't!"
He chuckled softly; subtly dismissing her resolve.
"Why not?"
"Because it's wrong! Being in here with you is wrong! Talking to you about this is wrong!" She pushed roughly against his chest with her sweaty palms, but he refused to budge.
He pressed her against the door and lowered his lips to her neck, nibbling gently until he heard her sigh. "It wasn't so wrong last time baby…or the time before that…"
Without waiting for a response he covered her lips with his own, effectively silencing all of her protests as he slipped his tongue in her mouth. One hand slid up her thigh while the other moved down to cup her breast.
When he finally released her lips and allowed her to breathe, her breath was coming in gasps and her cheeks were flushed. She was brought back to reality when the hand that was on her breast squeezed her lightly before reaching behind her to toy with the clasp of her gown.
"No."
"You don't mean that, Sweetheart."
"The fuck I don't! I'm not going to do this to her again."
"You enjoyed that as much as I did, don't deny it."
"It's still wrong…Trunks please… We can't do this to her it's…its wrong!"
He grinned and smoothed a hand over her forehead before moving her leg and wrapping it around his waist so that his hardened arousal was pressing against her abdomen, making her whimper.
"No it's not my dear, Serena…It's only wrong when you get caught."
AN: Well…big surprise with the pairing here lol… Let me know what you think of this and maybe I'll try to expand this idea more. I don't know what I'll do with it, but maybe when I have some free time I'll add to it, but it all depends on what you guys think…SO please REVIEW, and let me KNOW what You think lol!
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Galaxystar