Synopsis: A little Mamoru/Usagi college fic based off one of my fave tv shows. He's the typical spoiled rich college kid and she's the down to earth girl, trying to make it in his world. Friends with benefits is all they are, but what about when the script is turned on Mamoru? This is a co-write with Aya Faulkner, Usagi POV by me and Mamoru POV by Aya.
AN: Hello all! Back again with another one-shot, thanks to one of my fave tv shows, I was inspired to write this. Adulting has been kicking my butt lately (owning a home is a lot of work). So I haven't been able to spend a generous amount of time on my two multi-chapter fics I've been working on. However, I have been spending time each night right before bed writing a few one-shots. This is one so far.
What makes this one so great is I created this from Usagi's POV and the lovely, amazing Aya Faulkner created it from Mamoru's POV (chapter 2). So you get to enjoy both! (Both POVs are on both our pages). Seriously, this was so much fun and exciting to read another's POV from another writer. I really hope you enjoy this as much as I did.
My next one-shot I will be posting is based in the SM Universe. My first one. Keep an eye out for it!
Lastly, thank you thank you THANK YOU Beej88 and Aya Faulkner for betaing this and always inspiring me to continue writing. You are both so AWESOME! Please check out their fics if you haven't already, two amazing writers right here.
Feel free to review/fave/follow as that is always great to see and overall just enjoy.
Benefits Gone Wrong
Usagi's POV
'It's college', that's what I keep telling everyone when they ask about Mamoru and I. Honestly, I don't know how this all started or what I'm doing. I didn't even like Mamoru, at least not at first. He was so mean to my friend Seiya and he was that typical rich kid, the one that bought whatever he wanted, and service people were below him. The type of people I avoided all my life, the ones my parents' ran from. Seiya had bartended for one of Mamoru's parties before, so of course the group of spoiled rich kids treated him like 'the help'. Now that I was sucked into that world, the world of the rich, Seiya and I were no longer friends. It hurt, we had been friends since Freshman year, the newbies joining forces. When I saw how Mamoru treated him I had no problem giving him a piece of my mind, but somehow, Mamoru sought me out, encouraged fights with me, like he got some enjoyment out of it. Seiya was the one who made me realize Mamoru liked me. I was in high denial when Seiya told me and that just pissed him off. I never realized or I preferred to be oblivious because Mamoru was so mean to me in the beginning, I guess college wasn't far off from elementary school, pick on the boy or girl you liked.
'Odango Atama' that was his nickname for me. He thought it was so cute. Something else he thought was cute? Was that I had a boyfriend when we first met. Did he care? Not in the slightest. After a long night of partying with Mamoru and a group of his male friends, I forgot my boyfriend was supposed to pick me up. I went outside to meet him, fifteen minutes late, and all the guys followed me outside to meet him, catcalling, things ended then and there. Mamoru was all too kind to take me back inside after that. I was reluctant at first, I just wanted to wallow in my sorrow. He was so damn convincing though, my drunken state probably didn't help matters. But he and his friends handed me drink after drink until finally, the tears stopped and the laughs started. After that, he embarrassed me in front of one of my classes, pretending to confess his love for me and one of his friends did the same, they fought, everyone applauded. It was childish and that's saying a lot coming from me, the queen of childishness.
I don't know how it shifted or when, but I found myself wanting to be around him more. His boyish grin, his quick-wit, his ocean blue eyes, his intelligence, everything about him drawing me in. I should hate him, but he was different with me, even when he pretended not to be.
So that brings us to now, I'm a sophomore in college and what better time to try out the whole friends with benefits idea? I've only had boyfriends, serious boyfriends, and if I want anything with Mamoru, I have to do things his way. His way or nothing at all. If I was smart, I'd walk away, but if my grades said anything... Which is why I'm here, in the library, my grades. Hitting the backspace over and over again because this paper is not magically writing itself. I'm ninety percent sure my forehead has a red mark on it from all the times I've bounced it off the table in front of me. I've learned my lesson of beating it on my laptop, two laptops later…
"Ahem."
Jumping from my seat, I turned and looked up, there standing with his hands in his pocket was Mamoru's friend, Kobayashi.
"I think this is a first."
My lips pursed, trying to hold back a grin, "What are you trying to say?"
Kobayashi grinned at me and held his hands up in surrender, "Nothing bad, you're just not the library type."
Tilting my chin in the air, I let a small smile form, "I could be!"
Shaking his head, he let out a soft laugh, "So, Jadeite's party tomorrow night?"
I shut my laptop and grabbed my bag, "Yeah?"
He shifted slightly. Was he uncomfortable? "Are you going?"
I paused sliding my laptop in my bag, "Oh, I hadn't thought about it."
"Well...would you like to go with me?"
Slinging the now packed bag over my shoulder, I turned and met his eyes, "Like a date?"
He nodded, a nervous smile played on his lips. I know the agreement Mamoru and I had, but part of this felt wrong. We'd just had a date last night and now his friend is asking me out. The troubling part was this kind of felt good too, I had seen Mamoru on several dates and I've been doing what? Waiting around for his busy schedule to open up? To continue to be one of the many? Forget that!
"Sounds great!"
I couldn't tell, but it almost looked like shock crossed his features, "Does it? Great! I'll swing by your dorm around eight?"
"Okay." We walked out of the library together before we went separate ways.
O.o.O.o.O
I had just finished my second bun when my cell rang. "Minako, what are you up to?"
"Just getting ready for my dinner date with Kun. What are you doing?"
Dancing back and forth in my small dorm, bed, closet, bed, closet. "Also, getting ready for a date, just not with Kun."
Her laugh traveled through the small speaker against my hear, "So, where is Mamoru taking you?"
Staring at my wardrobe choices on my bed, I winced at her question, "Well, it's not with Mamoru."
"Oh, did you two end things?"
The hanger slid off the pink dress, and I moved the phone between my shoulder and chin, "No."
"Okay, find me confused."
Stepping into the dress, I turned to the mirror and made an attempt to zip it up my side while juggling my cell. "We are dating each other, but dating other people."
"So, who are you dating tonight?"
Does this pink make me look pale? These are the times I wish Mina was here in person! "His name is Kobayashi."
"He sounds cute."
She always made me laugh, "You think everyone sounds cute."
"Well, I'm usually right."
Grabbing the white two-inch heels from my closet, I hobbled to my bed, one foot at a time, one foot! "He's kind of cute. Hey, let me call you later tonight, I'm running out of time."
"But you're never on time."
Stomping my foot, I didn't care if she didn't see it, I hope she could hear it. "Okay, hanging up now!"
"Love you, be safe!"
A soft knock cut through the silent dorm, "Love you, Mina!" Tossing my phone in my purse, I hoped Mina hit the end button because I didn't bother this time. I looked in the mirror one last time; maybe this dress was too short? It ended right above my mid-thigh, it was the softest pink and lace all over, it was my favorite. No, everything looked good, perfect dating outfit. My hair though...my hair was for Mamoru. I could have changed it tonight, but I knew he'd be there and I wanted him to see me through the crowd. A knock came again, a little louder this time. Oh, shoot! I'm terrible, leaving Kobayashi waiting while I'm daydreaming about Mamoru. Hurrying to the door, I unlocked and threw it open, startling my date...smooth. The look on his face told me this outfit was a success.
O.o.O.o.O
The music vibrated my bones as I walked, arm in arm with Kobayashi into the midsize event space. I could feel his stare on me, no matter where I was now, I could feel it. Letting my eyes roam, I found him, on the couch with a brunette, one of his many. Kobayashi said something to me, but I missed it. Too busy obsessing about Mamoru and his date. Turning my entire body to focus on Kobayashi and his words. Get it together, Tsukino. "Hmm?"
"Would you like a drink?" He nodded to the waitresses walking about with trays of drinks and shots. Jadeite walked up, tipsy...already, his arm slapped around Kobayashi's shoulders.
"Kobayashi! You made it!"
"Of course, can't miss one of your famous parties, ever."
Jadeite's eyes found mine, and he gave a drunken smile, "You look familiar!"
Kobayashi laughed and moved from under Jadeite's arm. His hand found the small of my back, and I gave a soft smile, "This is Usagi Tsukino. She's been to a few gatherings and parties."
Jadeite leaned back and extended his arms, "Ah yes! Well, welcome to the party! Enjoy!" He disappeared back into the crowd, probably to find a few drunk girls. It looked like Kobayashi was getting ready to say something to me again, when Mamoru and the brunette walked up to us. Mamoru's arm was wrapped around the brunette, similar to Jadeite's arm around Kobayashi earlier, but more possessive. Great...that bothers me.
"Kobayashi, good to see you, buddy." Mamoru swung his drink in the air to the tall redhead next to me. Kobayashi pressed deeper into my side, moving his hand from my back to my hip. Mamoru's eyes followed the movement before flicking to mine, "How rude of me, Saori this is Usagi, Usagi this is Saori, and you both already know Kobayashi."
Saori lifted one of her hands, like a small wave at me, and smiled, "Hi."
I gave a small smile in return, "Hello."
Mamoru turned to Kobayashi again...and was that a glare? "Well, we'll let you two enjoy yourselves." His eyes moved back to mine before he pulled Saori away.
"Would you like a drink?" I pulled my eyes from Mamoru's retreating form to Kobayashi's.
"I would love one, but something on the weak side, maybe?"
His hand moved away from me as he backed away, "Let's see what I can do."
I walked over to a table and set my small purse down. My eyes moved around the room, dancing bodies throughout the floor, and a few people at the other tables drinking. A tall figure was moving in my peripheral vision, turning my head to the right, there he was. His deep blues were locked on me while sipping at his dark-colored drink. He set down the glass on my table and smiled, "How are you, Odango?"
Rolling my eyes, I rubbed my arms, somehow he always brought a chill up my spine, "Good, what about you, Mamoru?"
He nodded and rubbed his fingers on his glass, "Great, doing great."
"Good."
His chuckle made goosebumps rise on my skin, "It's good, it is. So, Kobayashi? Didn't know you knew him?"
I tilted my head and moved one hand under my chin, "I've met him a few times while out with you."
Taking another drink, his eyes never left mine. I was jealous of the glass currently, wishing his lips were on mine. He set the glass back down with a startling thud, "So you like him? I mean you must if you're here with him."
I shrugged and tried to be nonchalant, "You normally learn if you like someone when you go on a date, and since he asked me out."
His open mouth grin and faraway look was confusing the shit out of me, what was his problem right now? "He's an asshole. You know that, right?"
A chuckle bubbled out of me, "Isn't he your friend?"
"So, I would know."
I shook my head and avoided his stare.
"Right, come with me." His hand clasped around my wrist, and he pulled. Before I had a moment to say anything or think, he had me in a small dark room, pressed against the door, lips attacking mine. Ticking, ticking, ticking and finally ringing erupted in my head. Pushing back his shoulders, he moved maybe a couple of inches, my lips were free.
"Mamoru, what are you doing?" He looked down at me startled, but smoothed it over quickly.
"Kissing you, I thought you liked kissing me?"
I'm sure my eyes were bugged now, but maybe his eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark room yet to see it. "I do, but we're here...on dates...with other people."
He let out a small chuckle, "Right." His lips pressed back against mine and his arms were tight around my waist, pressing me flat against him. I let the ticking start again, letting it last longer. His lips were so soft and warm, I couldn't help it. He was my weakness. I wanted him. Just him. But he wasn't a boyfriend guy...couldn't be a boyfriend guy. Pushing him back again, he groaned.
"Usako."
A small whimper escaped my lips, I loved hearing him call me that, he wasn't playing fair. Kissing me again, his tongue tangled with mine. I could feel his arms clinging to me, almost desperate? How many girls does he have nicknames for? That was the splash of reality I needed! Pushing against him again, his lips popped from mine and he pulled back, releasing me. "Let's get out of here."
I gawked at him, and I didn't try to hide it this time, "Go where?"
"Somewhere private, somewhere alone." His eyes looked back and forth at mine.
I shook my head, and straightened my dress, "We can't. We have dates."
He squinted at me, he almost looked insulted, "You want to stay here with Kobayashi?"
Reaching for the doorknob, I scoffed, "What do you want from me Mamoru?"
His fingers wrapped around my wrist again, "I want to leave here, me and you!"
"We can't! We came here with other people!"
His lip curled, "So what?! You don't want to leave with me?"
My jaw dropped, I was struggling with my words, "Of course! But I came here with Kobayashi."
He was chuckling again, what is with that chuckle, he sounds manic. "I hate this."
"These are your rules! Your decisions!"
"I don't want you with other guys! Especially Kobayashi!"
Turning the doorknob, I gave him one last look, "I'll see you later, Mamoru."
Walking through the crowd, I found Kobayashi again, a drink for me in hand. Mamoru walked through the crowd to Saori, and the sour look hadn't left his beautiful face. How could he be jealous? He was the one that said he doesn't do the boyfriend thing, and this was the only way we could have anything. Now he's changing the rules and only he can see other people? No way, not happening. I needed to end this, my sanity was starting to slip.
O.o.O.o.O
A small creaking woke me out of my sleep, a small sliver of white split across my comforter. Looking up I could see a figure crawling in through my window. My heart raced and I reached for my cell phone. Police, I need the police, call the police! A familiar hand grabbed my wrist before I could unlock my phone, "Usako."
A long relieved sigh left my lungs, while my other hand started smacking his arm, "What the hell, Mamo?! You scared the shit out of me! Ever heard of a door?"
He sat on my bed and kept his grasp on my wrist, "I didn't know if your boyfriend would be here."
"UH!" Hitting him again, I ripped my wrist out of his hold, "what kind of girl do you think I am?! Just because you like multiple partners, doesn't mean I do, which brings me to another point."
His eyes zeroed in on mine, and he leaned forward, putting both hands on either side of my hips. "What point?"
Little pants left my lips, I couldn't think straight with him this close, "I can't do this anymore."
His head tilted, and he looked so innocent, so cute, "Do what?"
"Us, I want to end this."
"Or?"
Now it was my turn to be confused, "Or what?"
He looked annoyed, like he had a right to be annoyed, "Well obviously you're giving me an ultimatum."
Rolling my eyes, I tried pushing him off my bed, but he was a statue, pinning me to my spot in my small dorm twin bed. "No ultimatum, I just don't want to do this anymore. I mean, we can try to be friends, but I just can't do the benefits part of it. I need to find a guy that wants to be my boyfriend."
An emotion flashed through his eyes, but I couldn't read it. He was the hardest person I ever met, to read. "I want to be your boyfriend."
Shaking my head, I laid back down, this was exhausting. "No, impossible."
I could hear his shoes thud before he laid over me, "It's not. I want to keep being with you. I don't want this to end, so let's try this."
Searching his eyes, I saw the sincerity in them, or was that what I wanted? "Mamoru, you said…"
His lips covered mine for a second before he moved back again, "Forget what I said, I want to try this and I want to try it with you."
I held my breath before I pinched him, he let out a small yelp, "Why'd you do that?!"
I breathed out and smiled, "I was making sure I was awake."
He glared at me, "You're supposed to pinch yourself."
"Yes."
His head angled down to mine but continued to watch me, "Yes, what?"
"Yes, let's try." I fisted his hair into my hands and latched onto his mouth. He was so warm, everything about him was always warm, I don't know if I can believe this will work, but I would allow myself to tonight.
He always took things slow with me, it was as if he was trying to memorize every detail or worship every inch of my body. When he undressed me it felt like he touched and watched every part of me. With his own though, he was a starving man, his clothes always went flying and he was nude before I could blink. After the uncomfortable condom dance, you know, pull a condom from discarded pants, watch girl's expression, tear condom open with teeth, put it on, that dance, he was back in my arms. My fingers followed the trail of muscles down his back, he was the perfect amount of tone. His dark strands fell into his eyes before he kissed me again, one of my hands left his back and pushed them off his forehead. I love his hair, it felt like feathers and silk mixed together.
His hand moved down my side to my core, two of his fingers slid against my most sensitive part, I couldn't help but arch into him. His tongue and lips silenced the small gasps that left my lungs. He had the magic touch, he knew how to wound me up. His hand moved back up my body to circle one of my nipples while he pushed into me, slowly, like it was the last time. I tugged at his hair and both our moans vibrated, tingling our lips. His tongue twisted against mine and his hips slid up and down on mine. I had boyfriends before Mamoru, but I had only been with one of them sexually and it was nothing like with Mamoru. His lips left mine and moved down to my collarbone, I felt his tongue follow up to my shoulder before lightly biting.
"Usako." His voice was husky and his arms wrapped around my ribs, pressing me tightly into him. His hips ground down on mine, his pubic bone rubbed against my nerves, and my head pressed back against the pillow.
"Mamo." I moved my other hand into his hair, pressing his head to me, keeping his lips against my neck. His teeth and tongue continued to work against me. When he pulled back, I opened my eyes and found his, he was grinning.
"There, now everyone will know." His thrusts increased and he rested his forehead against mine.
I could feel his pants against my lips and I moved my hand up to the side of my neck, "See what?"
"That you're mine."
My eyes widened and my breath left me. His biceps were tightening and then relaxing against me with every thrust. I was so close, teetering on the edge, with one more grind of his hips, I was lost. My back arched into him and my hand slapped over my mouth to muffle my cries. His eyes stayed locked on my face, watching me, after a few more thrusts his forehead fell to my shoulder and he let out a loud groan, finding his release. We both laid still, our breathing slowly returning back to normal. I massaged his back with my fingertips and rested my cheek against his head. "Mamo?"
"Hmmm?" His breath trickled out against my shoulder.
"What do you mean by yours?" I paused my movements, waiting for his answer, scared that it was something he just said in the middle of the passion.
He lifted his head and stared down at me, his hand reached up and rubbed his thumb against my cheek. "That you're mine and I'm yours. I hated seeing you with someone else, and…"
I watched his eyes, holding my breath, scared to move to accidentally break him out of his admission.
"I just want to be with you. No one else."
"But, what about…"
"Usako," his thumb paused, "I just want you."
I'm pretty sure my smile just broke my face, grabbing the back of his neck I pressed his lips back against mine. Everyone sees Mamoru as that typical rich college kid, the one that treats everyone like help, the one that flaunts his money, the one that thinks he's better than everyone. And maybe he is, to everyone else, but to me...he was sweet, caring, and protective. It's college and I already fell in love my sophomore year, with someone I would have never expected and with someone I'm not sure will love me back, but we'll see how this goes. Right now I'll believe him, believe in us.
With him now rolled on his back next to me, I curled into his side and watched his chest rise and fall. The feeling in my chest, it felt like...something was ready to burst from deep within me. Lifting my eyes to his face, he looked so young, so peaceful, so relaxed for once. My eyes fluttered, feeling so heavy from exhaustion, I was ready for sleep. Before I let it consume me, I knew what the feeling was now, what was wanting released and I couldn't hold it in anymore. Letting out the softest, breathiest whisper I could muster, "I love you, Mamo."
