so pls note I changed the rating.
The first chapter is totally just romance, fade-to-black, etc. so you can totally still read that and maintain dignity.
but this chapter is basically like smut ahoy and I'm going to blame this on tumblr. This is NOT MY FAULT. This is TUMBLR'S FAULT.
The marble wall was cold against Serenity's hands and she splayed them against the stone, pushing herself forward and closer to Endymion who had her pinned against the wall. Endymion's hand was pressed against her waist, his thumb brushing up against the underside of her breasts through the gauzy material of her dress. His other hand was under her skirt, warm against her thigh, his fingertips massaging up and across her skin.
"Oh, I've missed you," he breathed against her ear, his breath tingling along her hair.
Serenity shut her eyes and swallowed a moan, nudging him forward with the crook of her leg, and fumbling her hand across his chest, grabbing at his shirt. It wouldn't be long before Ami returned, or someone else knocked on the door of the security room, and Serenity was acutely aware of how little time they had together like this. It seemed lately they always had such little time.
Breathlessly she kissed him, tangling her free hand in his hair, pulling herself closer still. His hand moved from her waist to her breast, tugging as best he could at the beaded shoulder strap of her gown, desperate for the feel of her skin. Her skirt bunched up around her waist and somewhat uncomfortably into her belly as Endymion pressed her further against the wall.
She rocked against him, and he shuddered, groaned, her name on his lips, "Usako..." He said it achingly, desperately ... reverently.
It reverbarated in her ear the same way it had when she first heard him moan her name like that - years and years ago on a rooftop after a battle. His lips on hers, rushed, bruising, his hands on her waist, in her hair. Clumsy, fumbling, teenage. "Usako," he had moaned, and for the first time she'd felt his erection pressing against her belly, the heat of his hands, the shake of his voice, the desire flickering along his body. For a moment she'd seen stars, before he pulled back, shaking, apologetic, back under control. But, oh, that moment could never be taken away from her. Afterward in the dark of her room, running her fingers along her belly, she'd remember his voice in her ear, her name said with such aching desire that it made her breathless.
It was the same way he murmured her name during their honeymoon, the few glorious, fleeting days when they could be alone with each other, only each other, and learn with delight all the different ways to love.
And now, now, it seemed maybe all they would or could have were these fleeting moments, locked rooms and stifled cries, bitten lips and wrinkled dresses.
Her hand worked its way down to his belt, tugging desperately at the barrier between them, moaning into his mouth, "now, now, oh please, I need-" then they were both fumbling with the belt buckle, there was the sound of a zipper opening and then he was inside her and Serenity bit her lip against her cries: his name, always him, again and again and again.
Serenity thought of what a sight they would make if anyone could see them behind the locked door. The esteemed King and Queen of Crystal Tokyo, his pants around his ankles, jacket on the floor, her dress hiked up and half pulled off, pressed together against the wall near the most advanced piece of security technology in the entire city state, the machine's humming mingling with their heavy breathing and shallow gasps.
The knock on the door didn't come from Ami, who sensitively had decided to forgo any further security testing that day after she saw the way Endymion and Serenity had looked at each other when she left. Instead, it was Minako on the other side, asking if Serenity were in there and if so, did she remember she had a meeting in five minutes and then had to get ready for a formal dinner with visiting dignitaries.
And then all passion was lost in a flurry of redressing, fixing hair, affixing proper appearances firmly, depressingly, back into place.
No sooner was the door unlocked for Minako, then Luna came padding in with a request for Endymion to oversee the final construction of the on-sight school.
The king and queen parted with a chaste and proper peck on the lips, Endymion following Luna out to the grounds, Minako readying to accompany Serenity to the meeting.
Minako, who was not nearly so oblivious as Luna, couldn't hide a knowing smirk as they left. But she held back any teasing comments when she noticed the forlorn look in her friend's eyes.
ok so like maybe it's not like smut smut but I used the word "erection" so I think it counts.
