Title: Please Seduce Me ***The Seven Deadly Sins: Lust Month Entry***
Author: Princess Destiny
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Rating: NC 17+ (T on FFnet)
Summary: 'One Hour Challenges' #21, 23, 26, 30, 82, 123, 165, 227, 397, and 468, 470, 493, 628 and 634 Combined: Response Fanfic. Mamoru invites Motoki, Usagi, and her friends to a holiday at a ski resort. Although they're on break from School, Mamoru's finally decided to outright seduce the object of his affection from the last few years-Usagi. Where would be a more perfect setting to seduce her than a secluded cabin in the snow?
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Category: Sailor Moon And Tuxedo Kamen
Chapters: 2/7
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: 2014
Size: 70 KB
Comments:Hi all, sorry this was late. I will try and have chapter three out a lot sooner. Unfortunately, I am still suffering from some writer's block. :( I am also having a very rough time in my personal life, trying to find a job, and having money issues. So...yeah, pretty depressed and stressed, which is really bad for trying to write. I'll do my best to try and get some more writing done this coming week, since Lust Month will be finishing on the last day of February and I need to have this Fanfic completed by then. Enjoy!
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PLEASE SEDUCE ME
By Princess Destiny
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Chapter Two
When the six girls came out into the lounge, Mamoru and Motoki were sitting on the couches watching MTV and sipping at coffee.
"Coffee's hot." Motoki told them casually, as if he were there all the time the morning after a party. He was there a lot though. He and Rei had been hot and heavy for months now, so the blonde man was at the girl's apartment quite a lot.
Actually, it had originally been just Makoto's apartment, but after they had all learned from Ami that the brunette was an orphan and lived alone, the other girls had moved in with their parent's permission. A lot of that permission had to do with the fact that all of the Sailor Senshi had been up front with their parents about their daughter's being super heroes. After much incredulity and transformations, they were believed. And trusted to take care of themselves.
Naru, who had become close again to Usagi due to them needing the knowledge she got from Nephlyte, had also moved in.
Usagi and Minako lived in one room, Ami and Makoto in another and Rei and Naru in the last one. Whenever Motoki stayed over, the poor red-head either stayed on the couch, or bunked with Usagi.
Motoki and Mamoru were best friends, and they were already living together. Motoki had dated a woman a decade his senior called Reika and he had lived at her home for a while, till she went off to explore the world. Having an older girl was fun and dangerous, but he much preferred the fiery embrace of the Temple Priestess, Rei.
Usagi stood there in the lounge behind Mamoru's plush green leather chair and glared at the back of his head. His shoulder's twitched as he sensed her ire, but he didn't turn.
The blonde was angry for two reasons. Firstly, the obvious; she had woken from a very nice dream to find herself firmly ensconced in his arms.
Secondly, that was her favorite chair and he knew it! "Get out of my chair, Mamoru." She stalked up right behind him and shoved at his shoulders. It was like trying to move a boulder.
"Now, now, Odango," The dark-haired man scolded, throwing a cheerful look over his shoulder. "Share and share alike." He leaned in closer till their faces were close. Luckily, Usagi was not a very tall girl and the back of the chair came up to the top of her chest. "Besides, we've just shared your bed-what's so different in sharing your chair?"
She blushed and glared more heatedly. "Look here, buster, it's a lot different-" Usagi began.
Mamoru turned about till he was kneeling on the seat, face to face. His eyes slid slowly down her body as she stepped back from their closeness, and then back up, lingering on her breasts and then finally meeting her shocked gaze. "You're right," He said silkily, blue eyes burning with desire. "There's a lot of difference."
Their eyes locked for a long moment, and the former Senshi of the Moon felt trapped there, as if she had been facing down Queen Beryl herself.
Luckily, a steaming mug of tea was shoved between them right then, breaking Mamoru's spell over her. Usagi grabbed the mug with a sigh of relief, throwing Rei and grateful look. "Thank you." She murmured. Her eyes flittered over her nemesis, then she walked swiftly to the other-side of the table and plunked herself firmly into a twin chair.
Rei smiled and slid into the spot on the couch next to Motoki, then she turned sideways so that her back was to the arm-rest and rested her long slender legs on his lap. Her smile widened into a suggestive one as one hand automatically gripped her ankle and Motoki started to massage her bare foot.
"Good morning, gorgeous. I won't ask how you slept, because I know for a fact that you didn't sleep much as all." Her boyfriend murmured seductively, his eyes heated.
"Awww," Makoto cooed, slipping onto the floor in front of them and resting her pony-tailed head back on Rei's thigh. "That's real sweet, Motoki."
"You heard that?" He asked her in surprise, looking rather flustered.
All the girls and Mamoru nodded at him in acknowledgement and Makoto pointed to herself with a wry smile. "Sailor Senshi? Remember?"
He wrinkled his nose and took a deep gulp of his coffee. "How could I forget?" When Mamoru had turned up on his doorstep in a tuxedo and mask, with a bloody wound on his shoulder, it had been easy enough to believe that his friend was the superhero Tuxedo Kamen. He had always had this air of mystery about him, and although Motoki had never seen his friend work out, or heard about him going to a gym, his body had been lean and muscled. And once the 'glamour' was lifted, it was easy to see that the masked stranger was his best friend.
But the Sailor Senshi? That had been a hard one to swallow. That the kind, giggly, and sometimes air-headed girls, had been the Sailor Senshi.
Usagi in particular had been a hard story to swallow. Her? Sailor Moon? Nah.
After many transformations and the story of their battle against the alien invaders, that no one outside of Japan even had a clue about, Motoki had finally deigned to believe them. And now that they were retired, several years since the last battle, he could be forgiven for occasionally forgetting that he was not dealing with ordinary human beings.
"Never mind, sweetie." The Priestess purred at her boyfriend.
Ami sank down beside Makoto, as their usual chairs had been taken by their guests. She stretched out her slender legs, mind going automatically to the coming term back at School that they had in three weeks. They were all currently a week into their second term break and had been relaxing with shopping and sleeping in, and also the party of last night with some of their High School friends.
There had been drinking of alcohol, of course, stuck in by Motoki and Makoto. Hence Usagi waking up with the gorgeous upper-classman in her bed.
Ami was already planning a study session with her room-mates any day now, as she could not go very long without studying.
Usagi was the most troubled where her studies were concerned, but she was light-years away from the girl she had been at fourteen. The former Senshi of the Moon had buckled down after that last devastating battle with the dark Queen. It had affected them all really. The fourteen year old super-heroines had looked death in the eyes and come out alive. But they were now more serious and had certainly lost a healthy amount of innocence.
Minako came bouncing into the room with a bright smile and slightly damp blonde hair, loose down her back. While the other girls had gone for a hot drink and sat around in their sleep-wear, she had preferred to dash right into the shower and get dressed. She sank down in front of Usagi's chair, leaning back against her legs and glaring balefully at Mamoru. He had taken Usagi's chair, so she had been formed to take Minako's.
Mamoru met the animosity radiating from the blonde with calm assuredness. Once she had found out that he was Tuxedo Kamen, Minako's reaction towards him had been sort of-wary? Or perhaps the way someone eyed a threat? He wasn't exactly sure what was going on inside of her head and he wasn't inclined to pry. They got along, to a point, but somehow it was clear that Minako didn't really approve of him being in their lives.
The blonde girl pouted at Mamoru when he didn't rise to her bait, and she tugged ineffectively at her short white skirt. It certainly wasn't meant for sitting on the floor. Minako crossed her arms across her yellow shirt, pushing her ample bosom upwards. "So, what are we up to today, guys?" She questioned brightly.
"Shopping?" Usagi and Makoto jumped in with eager expressions.
Rei nodded thoughtfully, her purple eyes going to Motoki. She could see from his suddenly apprehensive expression, that something he had seen in her face had made him uneasy. A grin spread across her small pink lips. "Sounds like a plan. I have a few things I want to get."
Motoki blinked at the leer she threw him and he started to grin too. Oh yeah, his girl had something naughty in mind! Whew, for a minute, he'd had the uneasy feeling that Rei had something wicked in mind for him.
Maybe she did...they had a very healthy sex life and recently had ventured into cosplay. He had to admit privately, that nothing the raven-haired woman dressed in turned him on quite like her Sailor Mars uniform. Oh baby!
Mamoru rolled his dark blue eyes skyward as Rei and Motoki exchanged a lascivious look and his friend practically had to wipe drool from his lips. It was great that he had a wonderful relationship and amazing sex life-or so Motoki boasted-but sometimes the dark-haired man really envied them.
He'd had a few girlfriends over the years, but nothing really serious. He was a healthy heterosexual guy.
His eyes slid towards his so-called worst enemy. Usagi smiled as she gossiped with her friends, her face animated and happy. Odango would have no idea what hit her. He had decided quite a few months back, that she was going to be his.
"What are you staring at?" Minako demanded, seeing his rather evil look aimed at her friend. After that stunt with him creeping into Usagi's bed, she was highly suspicious of his motives.
His eyebrow's rose at her gall. "Hmm?" Mamoru mocked, a hand going to his chin. He eyed the blonde as if she were a bug under a microscope, and he was completely aware that it infuriated her no end.
His eyes went to her short skirt and he smiled. "Yellow with white polka dot's Minako?"
The blonde girl screeched and yanked at the white skirt, her legs shooting together protectively. "You pervert!" She shouted. Her friends all joined her in glaring at the handsome man.
"jeez, Buddy, are you that hard up?" Motoki queried, wincing at his choice of words.
"What are you implying?" Minako's ire directed at him now, rather than his perverted best pal.
"Not that you aren't a beautiful girl, Minako," Rei reached out and pinched his arm. "But Mamoru, seriously, sleeping in Usagi's bed and then ogling Minako's undies? Get a girlfriend." Motoki pleaded. Before the girls killed them both!
"I already someone in mind." Mamoru murmured thoughtfully, not looking at Usagi. It wouldn't do to give the game away. Some of the girls were very sharp and would have gotten his meaning immediately if he had stared at the object of his lust. Odango would have been completely clueless, even if he'd worn a t-shirt saying 'Tsukino Usagi, will you be mine?'
"You do?" Makoto asked curiously. Her green eyes went to Minako and Usagi, then Naru. It was someone in the room, she was sure. But not her. She sighed. It was never her. The brunette wasn't very desirable for some reason. Maybe it was her height, or perhaps the way she said every guy she liked looked like her old boyfriend.
Hmm, couldn't be Minako, because she hated his guts for some reason, although that could be a turn-on for some guys.
Mamoru in particular seemed to have a yen for girls who resisted his charms.
That excluded Naru, who had worn hearts in her eyes from the moment she had found out he was Tuxedo Kamen.
So...Minako or Usagi, right? She grinned. This was going to be interesting.
Mamoru cleared his throat, resting his empty coffee mug on the table in front of him. "I guess this is as good a time as any," He looked around the room. "I've decided to go on a ski holiday and I'd like all of you to come. My shout of course."
The resulting squeals of delight from the girls was all the answer he needed. Motoki, or course already knew all about it.
"What resort are we going to?" Minako asked excitedly, forgetting for the moment that she didn't really like Mamoru.
Mamoru grinned at the way she was hanging forward, one arm wrapped about Usagi's leg. "It's not a resort actually, it's a cabin that my parents owned in Niigata near Mt. Myoko."
"A cabin?" Ami frowned slightly. She didn't know if it would be wise to go up to Mt. Myoko during Winter, where there could be avalanches. Since they weren't going to a resort, all eight of them would be stuck together. "Don't you think we're going to drive each other nuts?"
"Nope." The dark-haired man shook his head, eyes going to Usagi. Thankfully, she looked like he'd given her a big Christmas present. Going to his parent's ski cabin would mean that his prey was stuck with him. For a week.
Makoto slapped her hands together. "Okay, how many rooms does this place have, Mamoru?"
"About five." He answered after a moment of contemplation.
Ami started to calculate. "So Rei and Motoki in one-I assume that's okay with you?" The two nodded and the former Senshi looked towards the others. "Mamoru can have a room on his own, so that means I and Makoto in one, and Minako and Usagi in another and Naru on her own."
Mamoru opened his mouth to suggest that Usagi have a room on her own, but 6realized he had nothing to say that wouldn't sound highly suspicious.
"Hey, do you guys mind if I have the room to myself and Naru can bunk with Minako?" Usagi asked rather tentatively.
Mamoru could barely suppress his utter glee at her question, as it fell right into his evil plans for her. He managed to school his face into polite interest as he answered her. "Oh?" He asked.
"I sometimes snore and umm-kick my legs. And I have nightmares." The blonde revealed, looking down at her lap sheepishly.
The two men looked at the small girl, with raised brows. Minako, Makoto, Ami and Rei didn't even blink.
"You do?" Naru asked with interest and concern. "Are the nightmares about the Dark Kingdom?"
Usagi was silent for a very long time and the others waited for her to answer with some worry. It wasn't like her to want to be alone, she knew. She loved being around her friends, and had moved into Makoto's apartment so that the brunette never had to be alone ever again. But her dreams bothered her very much. "Sometimes it's the Dark Kingdom and sometimes-it's somewhere else." She admitted quietly.
Somewhere else? Not something else? She was talking about a specific place? Mamoru's brows came together as he watched her uneasy expression. He felt just as uncertain and it bothered him a lot that she was hiding something potentially painful from them all. A quick glance at her friends revealed that they had no idea what the blonde was referring too either. "Somewhere else?" He asked her carefully.
The blonde girl twisted her hands together in her lap, trying to ignore the close stares of her friends. This was something she had only shared with Luna. She missed her old Guardian. Luna and Artemis had gone off alone after the Senshi had retired. To their utter shock, Luna revealed that she and her furry white companion had in fact been human on the Moon. They had drawn on a little used power and transformed back into human form. Despite their fights and missing memories, after the battle with Beryl, they had recalled that they had been married. Married! Now that they were no longer needed, the wedded couple decided to go off and explore the world. As Luna had said to Usagi after a very emotional parting, the two could always be reached on their communicators if anything bad happened. The former cats had some powers, of course, one of which was teleportation, similar to the Senshi teleport.
"Well..." Usagi hedged, not quite wanting to mention her most inner thoughts. "It's sort of silly, but since I became Sailor Moon, I've had dreams of the past. At least, I think it's the past. There's a huge beautiful palace made of white marble and a Prince-"
"Oh, now we know it's a dream, Odango Atama." Rei interrupted, missing the glare Mamoru threw her way for using the nickname that he came up with for Usagi. "A handsome Prince? A Palace? It's just every girl's version of a fairytale where the handsome Prince sweeps her off of her feet and carries him off to the castle. I'll bet you are the Princess, right?" She mocked her friend, a little worse than she usually did. Usagi and she had gotten along exceedingly well since they retired from being Senshi. Now that the Leadership they had fought over for more than a year and a half was moot, they found they were the best of friends. Albeit with a heck of a lot of arguments and teasing. But now it was more like they were sisters, than rivals. The Priestess honestly couldn't recall what made her treat Sailor Moon with such distain. She'd yelled at her for so many things. Stupid things.
Usagi's throat closed as she tried to answer her best friend's taunts. It hurt...even though Rei had no idea that she had just shoved a sharp arrow into the blonde's heart. She was the Princess in the dreams, but her handsome Prince didn't rescue her. "He died." She whispered.
Her answer fell like a shot from a cannon into the silence. They all gawked at her in sheer disbelief. The Prince in her dreams died?!
Mamoru shifted uncomfortably on his chair, and ran a hands through his dark hair in an aggravated manner. This hit hard, way too close and hard, to his own dreams that it shocked him. In his dreams, originally the beautiful Princess had asked him for the Silver Crystal. After it had been formed, she stopped asking almost as if it had been given to her, but that was impossible since the Senshi still possessed it and they had never found their beloved ruler. After that, the dreams had become nightmares in which there were fierce battles, many thousands of deaths and his Princess' sobbing face as she cradled his dying form in her arms. His dark blue eyes scanned Usagi's face thoroughly, as if trying to see into her mind. Could the Prince in her dreams have been the one in his? If so...did that mean that Usagi had seen their Moon Princess and could recognize her? "Did you see her face?" He demanded softly. "Or his?"
Her eyes flew to his, rather panicked. Why was he asking her this? It was something so utterly private to her, that his asking for their appearance was like asking her to strip naked and dance around the room. "Not...really." She answered hesitantly, not meeting his rapt gaze. Mamoru seemed to want to know so eagerly. As if her words held so much bearing, that his life depended on it. "I see them clearly when I sleep, but when I wake up it fades away gradually."
It was the exact same thing with him. Mamoru slumped back into his chair with a deep sigh. He was both relieved and disappointed that Odango Atama hadn't seen their faces clearly. Although he was dying to finally meet his elusive Princess, the fact that she already had a Prince was crushingly devastating. Once the man had started to appear in the dreams with the Princess, he had felt very betrayed somehow. She had come to him for help, and yet she had someone who loved her. Who she loved. He could not mistake the devastating loss she had on her face as she cradled her Prince's bloody and broken body to her breasts. He had felt all the love, and the loss and the passion between them and it had crushed him. If Usagi had been having the same dreams, it was interesting that she might be viewing the same scene's as himself. And that her own Princess had never asked her or the Senshi for the Crystal.
No, Luna had directed their search from her very murky memories. Sure, she remembered that she had been married, but for the life of her she couldn't recall her own Princess' face!
"I'm the same." Mamoru muttered rather gloomily. "I can't see their faces after I wake up."
"You-have the same dream?" Usagi yelped in disbelief, getting to her feet hurriedly and walking around the table. She almost dislocated her hip when Minako didn't release her grip on her friend's leg in time. "Mamoru, you said your Princess asked for the Crystal. You never mentioned anything about a Prince dying."
He shrugged and rose smoothly to his feet as she reached his side. For some reason, he didn't like the thought of her standing before him as she towered over him. She was a tiny little thing, but Mamoru had often found himself rising to his feet automatically in her presence. Like it was a conditioned response. "The dream changed after we found the Princess' Silver Crystal."
Mamoru's muscled chest brushed hers as he stood and she realized that she had been too close. Her eyes trailed over his blue shirt without realizing what she was doing, and then Usagi stepped back a pace, but still in his personal space. They had never really honored that personal space thing and always invaded it.
It had been that way right from the start, where she had pegged that test over her shoulder and hit him. He had mocked her and thrown it to the ground, then stepped towards her and leant down to that his mouth brushed her ear. 'A thirty? Are you stupid, or just incredibly lazy?' Yeah, she recalled his words perfectly. The blonde also recounted the shiver that had spread down her body from the touch of his soft lips on the shell of her ear, her heart thundering in her chest. Sure, she had spat back a snappy answer, but he'd had the oddest expression in his eyes as he pulled back. She was still not sure what it had been. "My dreams only started after I got the Silver Crystal." She said wonderingly. The two of them had been having the same dream?
Makoto looked from Mamoru to Usagi and back, eyes considering. They'd been having the same dream? How strange. Mamoru had admitted to having dreams of their Moon Princess, after Tuxedo Kamen and the Senshi had decided to join forces. It explained his single-minded determination to steal the Rainbow Crystals from the Senshi. She turned to stare at Motoki. And after the Rainbow Crystal had been taken from Reika, he had broken up with his girlfriend. It was weird how many circumstances had revolved around those small, beautiful crystals. "Enough with the serious talks you, two." She scolded, getting to her feet and putting her hands on her hips.
Interestingly, it was a long few seconds before Usagi and Mamoru acknowledged her words, their eyes locked in silent communication.
Usagi finally turned from the tall, handsome dark-haired man who never seemed to roam far from her anymore, and she focused on Makoto. She flushed as she realized the brunette was giving her a knowing look, complete with exaggerated wink and grin. Mamoru and she had agreed silently to talk to each other about the Princess and Prince at some later stage. It still amazed her how they could have an unheard communication with each other, just with their eyes. It hinted at a deeper relationship than they really had and had really started with Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen. Often during battle when he had rescued her, they had looked into each other's eyes and known exactly what the other was planning. Since their retirement from the battle, this habit had occasionally continued.
"I really envy your relationships." Naru murmured, feeling a little lonely. She and Motoki shared this feeling, as the only ones of their group who weren't superhero's. Retired superhero's, but still they had the powers inside of them, ready to come out. It had been three years since the red-head had seen the Senshi and she rather missed it. Makoto had once affectionately referred to her as a 'youma magnet' and it had been true. The Dark Kingdom General's had been after her several times and even Youma turned up around her more than they should have. Due to Nephlyte's surprising friendship, she had learnt a lot about the Dark Kingdom that had aided the final battle with the Sailor Senshi. Sailor Moon had correctly figured out that her former best friend had known a lot more than she had let on, and Naru had found herself quickly drawn into the inner circle of the Senshi's confidence's, along with Tuxedo Kamen and his friend Motoki. She honestly couldn't recall a happier moment when her former best friend in the world, who had drawn away from her till they barely said hello in the School hall, revealed what had caused their falling out. And Usagi had wanted to be friends again!
"The trip is a brilliant idea, actually." Ami broke into the silence. She sipped her tea calmly, slender fingers wrapped about the mug. Her blue hair was slightly ruffled from sleep, but she wasn't as vain about her looks as some of the other girls were. Interestingly, Usagi had not brushed her hair since leaving the bed, but had only straightened the Odango's. But Minako had rushed for a shower and brushed her long beautiful blonde hair, and Makoto and Rei had done the same. Naru...she wasn't so sure of. The red locks were naturally curly. "We can study for the coming term. It's only three weeks till we start term three."
They all groaned at her, exchanging looks of exasperated affection. Trust Ami to think of studying on their time off from High School!
"Not till the last day, Ami." Mamoru ordered firmly, frowning. He absently put a hand in the base of Usagi's back and gently steered her to the side so that he could move past her. "It's a holiday."
Usagi watched the handsome upper-classman walk towards the kitchen and her eyes fell to his back, noting the smooth muscles beneath. Her gaze trailed lower over his backside and she bit her lip, blushing. What was she doing? She was not attracted to the big jerk. Even if the guy had a body to die for and boy did he know it. She had seen some of his former girlfriends and always disapproved. Irrational jealousy somehow always reared its ugly head and she was pretty sure it was because he was Tuxedo Kamen. Before she knew that fact, she barely paid any attention to him at High School.
They met occasionally after she'd thrown the test at him accidentally in outside the Crown Game Arcade where Motoki used to work. She'd been fourteen and he been a fifteen year old jerk, who'd looked utterly devastating in his black jacket with gold buttons and the emblem for his Middle School. After that, she'd started to hear rumors about the Prince of Juuban, who was known to be as quiet, studious, mysterious and stoic. It didn't quite fit in with the mockery and taunting that he seemed to aim her way whenever they crashed into each other. And Usagi began to realize that he had two sides. One that his School mates saw, and other which he only showed around her and her friends and Motoki. Once they had both started to go to Juuban High, she realized with horror that her worst enemy was her upperclassman. He was a grade above her and Seventeen, so they never had the same classes. By then the Senshi and Tuxedo Kamen had defeated the Dark Kingdom, and the relationship between the two former hero's had been rather strange.
Two terms on and they were now hanging out together and shared all the same friends. And Mamoru had decided to share her bed after getting drunk at a party! Usagi swiftly sank into the seat the jerk had abandoned, the warmth from his body sinking into her almost immediately. She sniffed delicately, his scent surrounding her. It was disturbing, but somehow she always drew comfort from this sort of thing. The scent of Tuxedo Kamen that used to surround her during the battle had calmed her and made her feel protected. Very strange. Her nose wrinkled in distaste at her delusions. It was Mamoru! And she didn't like him. Sort of... "Motoki, I think the holiday is just what we need. Naru, will your mom let you come?" She asked her red-haired friend, trying to change the train of her thoughts.
Naru nodded, then shook her head and looked thoughtful. "I don't know. Hopefully she's okay with it." Although her Mom had let her move in with her friends, she was still pretty protective. Probably it was stupid to be asking permission to go on a holiday at her age, but that's just how things were.
"Par-tay time!" Minako squealed, jumping up and down. She thrust her arm up and punched the air in excitement. "When do we leave?"
"Mamoru? When did you want us to leave?" Motoki called out, abandoning the foot he had been massaging the whole time and picking up the other. Rei moaned in delight, stretching like a cat. He couldn't wait to have her alone in their room, with all that snow like a winter wonderland outside their window. It would be so cold that they would have to keep each other warm in the bed. It was absolutely fine with him.
"Whenever is fine, buddy." Mamoru called back from the kitchen. He emerged with a bowl of cereal and raised a spoon full of cornflakes to his mouth. "I'll hire us a small bus."
Naru scrambled for the phone. "I'll call mom and then go pack. I'm sure it will be fine. She just worries about me." The red-head said almost apologetically.
Minako, Ami and Makoto rose and went off to their rooms to pack.
Usagi sat there, a little bewildered with how fast things were going. A warm hand touched her shoulder, fingers curling over her t-shirt. "Better get packing, Odango." Mamoru's teasing tone reached her ears. She tilted her head to the side so that he was in view, tempted to remove the hand so that he didn't realize it was getting to her. "I know how long girls take to do these types of things."
His blue eyes widened as she gave him an annoyed stared and her eyes dropped to the hand on her shoulder with a transparent attention. The little minx was considering whether to bite him! Mamoru's expression became rather incredulous and he snatched his fingers back before she could suit thoughts into action. "Were you really going to bite me?" He whispered, bending over carefully with his bowl full of cereal and milk, so that their faces were very close.
The blonde girl smirked. So he'd figured out what she was thinking? A pity, but she hadn't really been going to wrap her lips around his fingers and bite down.
"Because if you were," He breathed, a inviting look in his eyes. "I really wouldn't mind."
'He wouldn't mind if she bit him?' Oh. My. God. A flush slowly spread over her face and down her neck. The mental vision of her lips brushing his skin, parting her teeth to grip one warm digit and her tongue sliding over his flesh filled her mind. Her eyes cleared to focus on Mamoru's face and she was pole-axed to see his expression.
Mamoru was aware that he was giving the Odango a look that probably curled her toes, but he couldn't help it. The way she had stared at him, a red blush spreading down her face to the tops of her breasts in unabashed yearning. He honestly couldn't help when his own face had betrayed the need to throw Usagi to the floor, part her legs and take her right there in front of their friends. He heard her breath catch, then a small moan emerge. His tongue slid out from his mouth and run over his bottom lip in a heated way, reminding them both of his action in her bed before they had been interrupted. Gods, how he wanted her.
Usagi bit back another moan as she remembered his tongue sliding along her lip after she'd pulled the knife on Mamoru. The look he was giving her could have melted steel, his dark blue eyes blazing with hunger. She was pretty sure she was gazing back at him like a starving woman.
It was embarrassing the way they were looking at each other! Rei closed her gaping mouth, a considering expression in her eyes. She wasn't the Senshi of Love, but it was blatantly obvious to her that her best friend and her worst enemy had the hots for each other. Mamoru, she was sure, was already planning some seduction for the clueless blonde. She watched in amusement as Usagi finally broke her gaze away with obvious difficulty and stared into space as if she had been struck dumb. The handsome upperclassman grinned in satisfaction and sauntered away with his breakfast. The Priestess turned her head towards her boyfriend and saw that he was also thinking something over carefully. "We need to help those two out." She whispered under her breath. "Mamoru looks like he's the big bad wolf about to eat a lamb."
"He's already got it all planned out, I'll bet." Motoki whispered back, a little surprised by it all. Sure, they were Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen, but the two fought like cats and dogs and until this morning, Mamoru had never openly shown his intent. Thank god! There was only so much sexual tension they could all take every time the two were in the room together. His best friend had better not stuff it all up and hurt the blonde, or he was going to attract the wrath of her Senshi. They'd never find Mamoru's body when the Senshi had finished with him.
"She said yes!" Naru shouted happily, coming back into the room clueless to the tension that had been left in Mamoru's wake. They were going to the snow and were going to have so much fun. She couldn't wait!
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To Be Continued...
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Comments: I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! Please review me if you liked it. I love reading them and knowing that you enjoyed my imagination. :) I will be sending out the first chapter of my Supernatural Fanfic (My very first try at that fandom and a slash one), with the pairing of Dean and Castiel, in a day or so. It is also a Lust Month entry.