Here it is, what we've all been waiting for...(and by we I mean me)...the smut chapter. I'm very happy with it, smut is something I'm particularly good at and I was really looking forward to writing this.

As I said in my prior disclaimer, there isn't any progression in the plot in this chapter, just in their relationship. There are a few cute moments, but they happen before and after the sex so I'm sure that if you want to read it then you can divert your eyes for a few moments. He does start calling here Usako but...that's not really important.

I know that I said that I wanted this wrapped up on the 11th, but I had a minor set back and will hopefully write the final chapter in the next few days...hopefully.

UPDATE; I did fiddle around with this chapter a bit because there were a few spots I didn't like and because none of my italics worked.

Usagi awoke feeling disoriented, it took her a few minutes to register that she wasn't in her own home. She looked around her and quickly remembered that she was in Mamoru's flat and realised that he wasn't beside her. She sat up and peered out the open door to the living room, she could faintly hear the sounds of someone mucking about in the kitchen.

"He must have gotten up early to get food for breakfast…"

Usagi decided to stay in bed a little longer. She looked up at the ceiling and thought back to the day prior.

"Kissing him...it felt amazing. I was so nervous, I'd never done anything like that before. He was so kind and gentle."

Usagi touched her lips, remembering the feeling of Mamoru's lips.

"We've been dating in secret for what...two weeks? Are we moving a little quickly? How long does this stuff usually take?"

Usagi rolled over and clutched Mamoru's pillow to her chest.

"He's so kind, he looks after me, I feel so amazing when I'm around him. Last night, I felt like I could have melted and become one with him. What is this feeling? Is this what Minako said I would feel I was with 'the one'? I wish she was here, I'm so confused."

Usagi heard a warm chuckle at the door, she rolled over to see Mamoru still in his pyjama pants with a spatula in hand.

"Miss me already?" He smiled.

Usagi snuggled further into the pillow.

"Come on, breakfast. Like pancakes and bacon?"

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Usagi insisted to do the dishes, and even had to push Mamoru out of the kitchen to do them. While Usagi was elbow deep in the steaming water Mamoru jumped in the shower. Usagi finished not long after, and decided to fish her communicator out of her backpack. She pressed the Venus button and waited a few moments before Minako answered.

"Usagi, is something wrong? Is there a monster? Is the guy being creepy?" Minako bombarded her with questions.

"No, no, none of those. I'm just confused, and nervous." Usagi replied.

"Tell me everything!" Minako demanded.

Usagi did as she was instructed, leaving out Mamoru's name or any details that would make Minako think it was him. When Usagi finished sharing the details, Minako was giggling for joy.

"My baby is growing up! All that's left is the v-card!" Minako exclaimed.

"Minako!" Usagi blushed. "You're not helping!"

"Okay, okay, let's get serious." Minako sighed. "Look every relationship is different, as long as you and your partner are okay with it then I can't see a problem. Just be safe!"

"Minako...I don't want this to be just about physical contact…"

"Well you said that you guys talked online all the time? And you guys hang at school?"

"If by school, you mean we run into each other accidentally all the time, then yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Then I think there's plenty of emotions there. Believe me, if you guys hit that last base and there's no emotion between you guys, you'll know. Trust me."

Usagi smiled at her dear friend. She heard the water switch off and said a rushed goodbye to Minako and quickly shoved her communicator back into her bag in time for Mamoru to walk into the living room in fresh clothes and wet hair.

"The shower is all yours, Usagi." Mamoru said, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her head. "Though, I do like how you smell like me."

Usagi wrapped her arms around Mamoru's midsection. "What will we do today Mamo-chan? We have the whole day."

Mamoru drummed his fingers on Usagi's sides, making her shiver. "I don't know...we could talk, play video games, watch movies, pick up some food for dinner. Whatever you want to do Usagi."

She thought about it for a moment. "I'd like to go get groceries with Mamoru first."

"Sure, but what will happen if we run into Ami or Minako or your parents?"

"We'll think of something." Usagi replied.

After a quick shower, Usagi changed into a tight shirt and tiny shorts and they were out the door. She enjoyed that if she snuck a sidewards glance at Mamoru his eyes were glued to her legs. They strolled down to the small supermarket around the block and started pacing the aisles.

"What do you want to eat?" Mamoru asked.

Usagi thought for a while. "Let's just have something easy, maybe a vegetable curry? Everyone likes those."

"Sure, what do you want in it? Peppers, eggplant, carrot-"

"No carrots!" Usagi squealed. "I hate carrots!"

Mamoru chuckled, grabbed a basket and lead Usagi down the aisles of the unfamiliar store.

"This feels nice, going food shopping with Mamoru and planning dinner. It feels...I don't know how to describe it. I feel mature, like we're a proper couple."

"Eep! Did I just think of us as a proper couple?!"

Usagi was shoved from her imaginings, quite literally, as Mamoru shoved her behind a stand promoting a brand of soups that were for sale. She had every intention to growl at him when she heard a familiar voice.

"Chiba, fancy seeing you here."

"You too Mr Tsukino, I wouldn't have imagined that you shopped on this side of town."

Usagi couldn't breathe, what was her Father doing here?!

"Oh no, not often, but the store we usually shop at doesn't have a particular brand of mustard that Ikuko adores cooking with." Papa replied. "What brings you here Chiba? You live around here?"

"Right around the block, actually." Mamoru replied.

"That's quite a distance, it's a good thing that you stayed the night rather than brave the walk home." Papa marveled. "Shopping for dinner?"

"Yes, vegetable curry." Mamoru replied, showing his basket off.

"Looks good, but where's the carrot? Isn't a proper curry without carrots."

"Not a big fan of them."

"Neither is my Usagi, what a coincidence. I don't understand people that don't like carrots, they're so good for you."

"It's a mystery to me too, sir." Mamoru scratched the side of his nose.

"Listen, Chiba."

"Oh no! Papa's using that voice again! He's gonna be all weird!"

"Is this about Usagi, sir?"

"Precisely. Look, you seem like a charming young man and a good friend to my daughter. If she were to settle down with someone like you, I'd be the happiest man in the world."

"Thank you sir, that's an honor to hear from you. But I feel like you're not finished."

Papa laughed weakly. "You're a smart young man, and smart men are dangerous. Nothing against you Chiba, but it's a Father's first instinct to distrust boys who get close to their daughters. I was you age once, I saw teenage relationships form and fall apart. Usagi is my only daughter, my first child, she is the light of my life.I can't allow something like that to happen to my only daughter, not ever."

Usagi blushed.

"I admire that you decided to share that with me, I doubt anyone would want to talk about it - let alone to a complete stranger. I agree, but it's not only smart men. All men are dangerous. Somehow, some way, I may still hurt her. Whether it be my intent or not. But...I couldn't bare to imagine Usagi with someone else. She's...special. She's very kind and sensitive towards others, and if she were in the lair of some man that didn't understand that or respect it - I too would regret every second of it. I won't do anything to purposefully hurt her, never, but she still may get hurt. And that may not necessarily be a bad thing. We learn from mistakes, and getting hurt is caused by a mistake. I just hope that I'm not a mistake in her eyes."

Usagi couldn't breathe. His words were kind and made her want to cry, but at the same time she wanted to kill him for basically telling her Father that they were dating!

Papa smiled. "I had a feeling something was happening between you two. A Father always knows. I think Usagi wanted to keep it a secret for a reason, but she'd not good at keeping secrets."

Mamoru laughed. "She wears everything on her sleeves."

Papa joined in on the laughter. "Especially food."

Usagi pouted as the two almost wet themselves in a fit of laughter. When the chuckes started to fade and the tears were wiped from their eyes, Papa said goodbye to Mamoru, paid for the mustard and left the store. Mamoru sighed and rounded the stand to find Usagi.

"Please don't be mad." He asked, pulling a charming half smile.

Usagi pouted. "Give me a reason."

Mamoru thought for a minute. Then a devilish smile tugged on his lips. "I'll buy ice cream for dessert."

"I wanna be mad, but how can I when there's gonna be ice cream!" Usagi whined.

They arrived home a short time after lunch, the conversation with Papa and Usagi's rigorous ice cream flavour decision took longer than they had expected. Mamoru bought them taiyaki to eat on the way home, they both chose chocolate so Usagi had little desire to take a bite of Mamoru's.

They packed all the shopping away and sat on the couch to finish their cakes.

"Thank you Mamo-chan!" Usagi said, mouth filled with her last bite.

"That's okay Usagi, not mad anymore?" Mamoru asked.

Usagi froze, looked up at Mamoru and swallowed her half chewed food. "Did you mean it?"

"Well yeah, I bought the ice cream after all-"

"No, Mamoru, not that." Usagi interrupted. "I meant all those things you said to Papa."

Mamoru smiled and took one of Usagi's hand in both of his own."Of course I did. I wouldn't have said them if I hadn't meant it."

"Seriously Mamoru...why me?" Usagi whimpered, looking away from him. "I'm not smart, I'm not that pretty, my breasts aren't very big, I'm not especially good at anything, I cry a lot, I-"

Mamoru released Usagi's hand, grabbed her chin and tugged her face to look at him once again, the movement hurt her a little. But she didn't care as her eyes were glued to his.

"Stop saying those horrible things right now Usagi. I won't hear another word of it."

Mamoru's tone was stern and deep, there was an intensity in his eyes that she had never seen before, it almost scared her. Mamoru's grip on her chin eased, but didn't leave.

"You're only telling me what you believe to be true, but I know it's not. You're an intelligent girl Usagi, you think like no one else does. You're absolutely beautiful, other girls are stark in comparison to you. Breast size has absolutely nothing to do with how I feel about you, I adore what is only yours. And you cry because you feel like no one else does, you love like no one else does, there's a passion inside you that no one else has." Mamoru showered kisses over Usagi's face as he said every word, not one inch of her face hadn't been touched. Finally, he reached her ear and whispered. "And if it means anything, you have a fantastic arse."

Usagi felt the tears rush down her cheeks, she small giggle at his comment didn't stop them from flowing. She sobbed in silence, and Mamoru held her close - pressing soft kissed over her forehead.

When her sobs started to slow, she pulled out of Mamoru's grip and looked up at him, his eyes soft and full of kindness. She leaned up and kissed him softly, not caring if her lips tasted of salt from her tears. Mamoru wrapped himself around her and pulled her closer until she was nestled in his lap. Usagi wound her fingers in Mamoru's hair and held his head close to hers, not wanting the kiss to break. Mamoru's fingers dug into her hips and massaged the skin roughly, but Usagi liked it. Once she felt sure that he really was there and that he wasn't going to vanish, she let her hands unravel from his hair and slide down his neck to his shoulders. She rubbed and kneaded his shoulders, enjoying the muscle underneath his shirt. She let her fingers skim up and down his back, then around to his chest and stomach. She didn't enjoy having his shirt as an obstacle, so she slowly made her way down his shirt, unbuttoning as she went. When the last one popped open, she dug the pads of her fingers into his chest and ran them down, adoring the warmth his skin provided. She did exactly as she had done before, running her fingers up and down his chest and back as she enjoyed the feeling of his silk-like skin. She broke the kiss herself, only to immediately begin attacking Mamoru's throat. She pressed firm kisses up and down the length of his neck and shoulder until she found a spot that made his breath hitch - the patch of skin where his neck met his collar bone. She ran her teeth over the patch, enjoying the way Mamoru squirmed. She began suckling and nibbling when she felt Mamoru's hands release her waist and grasp her shoulders weakly.

"U-Usagi...you've got to stop…" He sighed, trying to push her away but her grip on his sides was too strong. "P-please Usagi...stop."

Usagi respected his wishes and pulled away, she was completely taken by surprise when she saw how red his cheeks were. Her eyes scanned his body, the blush ran down his neck and right at the base was a little purple mark.

"Why Mamo-chan?" Usagi asked breathlessly.

Mamoru bit his lip. "What you're doing to me, to my body, I'm afraid that if you don't stop I won't be able to control myself."

"What do you mean?" Usagi had a feeling about what he meant, she just needed confirmation.

Mamoru looked down at her body then back up at her face. "Usagi...you're making me hot and bothered."

Usagi was more confused than before, she tilted her head to the side to show Mamoru. The blushing man only laughed. He pulled her close so he could whisper in her ear.

"You're making me really horny."

It was Usagi's turn to blush. She leaned back slightly, their noses brushing.

"I don't want to force you into anything Usagi, we need to stop before I lose myself."

Usagi leaned closer, her lips barely brushing his, and captured his bottom lip in her teeth. She bit hard. She heard Mamoru growl, almost like a beast, and pull his lip from her grip.

"Usagi.." He said in a warning tone. "I'm different when I get hot, you need to stop."

"What if I don't want to, Mamoru?" Usagi purred. She tried to keep her rapid breathing and racing heart out of her voice, she didn't want Mamoru to stop just because she was nervous.

Mamoru grabbed her hips roughly. "Then I'll have to show you."

He smashed his lips against hers, teeth bumping and tongues darting. He stood slowly, holding Usagi tight as he carried her away. She took no notice as her laced her fingers in his hair once again and tugged at the strands. Mamoru moaned into her mouth as he pressed her up against a wall. Usagi wrapped her legs around his stomach and pulled him closer to her. Mamoru dug his fingers into her buns, releasing her long hair. They kissed there for a while, until Mamoru grabbed her by her waist again and pulled her off the wall. He leaned over the bed and let her flop onto it, their lips not breaking contact once. Usagi tugged at Mamoru's shirt and he ripped it off in a second. Usagi was once again blissfully enjoying the feeling of Mamoru's skin when Mamoru broke the kiss. She grunted.

"Usagi, are you sure? This is a really big thing." Mamoru said, the softness had returned to his eyes.

"Yes I'm sure."

"Okay...may I touch you?"

Usagi smiled and nodded. Mamoru attached himself to Usagi's neck as he shoved his hands up her shirt and grasped her breasts. Usagi gasped and moaned as he rubbed his thumbs in circles over her lace bra. She shoved his shoulder slightly, making him forget about her neck to look up at him, and swiftly took her shirt off and threw it away. Mamoru looked down at Usagi's body and marveled at it for a moment, before he started pressing kisses down her collarbone and towards her breasts. Usagi didn't know what to do, she had never felt so good before, all she could muster herself to do was grip at Mamoru's hair tightly. He dipped his fingers inside her bra and pulled the fabric down, revealing her swollen nipples. He ran his fingers around them slowly, Usagi twitched and gasped and tugged at his hair almost violently. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Usagi, Mamoru slowly dragged his tongue over one of her nipples. She arched her back and cried out, pulling his mouth closer. She felt her panties become wet and uncomfortable, she shifted below his weight in an attempt to ease her comfort. But it didn't help, in fact it got worse and Mamoru suckled for a while and did the exact same to the other nipple. By that time Usagi felt like she was going insane and she felt like she couldn't stop her hips from squirming even if she wanted to. Mamoru released her nipple from between his teeth and smiled up at her.

"What's the matter, Usagi?" He purred, rolling the sensitive nub under his thumb.

"M-my underwear is uncomfortable, take it off." She cried. Mamoru once again couldn't say no to her, shimmied backwards so he could view her shorts, undid them and slid them down her long legs along with her panties. Usagi moaned as the warm air touched her most private part, and she covered her face when she saw Mamoru staring at it.

"I-it's embarrassing." She squeaked.

Mamoru chuckled softly. "It's beautiful, you're beautiful."

He slowly pushed her legs open, running his fingers up and down her thighs. Usagi continued to hide behind her hands.

"Look at me." Mamoru murmured.

Usagi shook her head. He shuffled closer to her and laid beside her, his fingers still dancing over her thighs.

"Look at me, right now." Me said, a little more force in his voice. Usagi once again shook her head. She heard a rumble inside Mamoru's chest, and she felt his fingers dash up her thigh and stroke her. She gasped, hands flying away from her face, one gripping the sheets and one gripping his wrist.

"N-no...it's dirty down there…" She moaned and Mamoru's finger traced the outside of her entrance.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, slowly lifting his finger so it was barely ghosting her entrance. Usagi groaned, raised her hips, and shook her head violently. Mamoru chuckled and resumed the pressure he had on her before. "I thought so."

Usagi pushed her sweat soaked fringe away from her forehead and rocked her hips against Mamoru's finger, yearning for even more friction.

"Look at me, and I'll give you more." Mamoru whispered deeply. Usagi did as she was instructed, turning her head and opening her eyes slightly. Mamoru smiled, and gently pushed his finger against her entrance. Usagi's eyes flew wide open as he slowly eased his finger inside of her, her hips jerks and her fingers flew back to the sheets. Mamoru began wiggling his finger slightly, her whole body froze and her eyes flew shut again.

"Look at me." Mamoru demanded. Usagi mustered everything she had into keeping her eyes open, looking directly into Mamoru's lust-filled ones. He pushed his whole finger inside, slowly pulled it back, and thrust it back into her gently. Usagi moaned with every thrust, and soon her hips were rocking once again to meet Mamoru's finger.

"Does it feel good?" He whispered.

"It feel so good Mamoru." She moaned.

"Have you ever done this to yourself before?" Mamoru asked, licking his lips.

Usagi swore that her preexisting blush got deeper. "Y-yes."

"Is mine better?"

"So much better, it feels incredible."

"Do you want more?"

"Y-yes!"

Mamoru kissed Usagi softly, and slowly inserted a second finger inside her. She wriggled and moaned, the sensation was overwhelming. Mamoru started moving his fingers in a scissoring motion, making Usagi gasp and grasp at his forearm. Mamoru quickened his pace slightly, Usagi's moans got louder and louder the faster he went. Suddenly Usagi screamed, arched her back and let her eyes snap shut. Mamoru hesitated for a moment, but quickly resumed when he realised what was happening. He moved his fingers exactly like he had before, until Usagi was screaming so loud that no noise escaped her lips. Her hips were raised high and her nails dug into Mamoru's arm. After a few seconds of silence, Usagi flopped limply onto the bed and panted like she had run a marathon. She rolled her head to face Mamoru and smiled a dopey smile. Mamoru pulled his fingers from inside her and kissed her softly.

"Mamoru...now I want you…" Usagi moaned, resting her hand on his thigh.

"Make yourself comfortable." Mamoru replied huskily, shimmying himself off the end of the bed. He quickly discarded his pants and underwear and headed to his bedside table where he produced a condom from the top draw.

"Expecting this, were you?" Usagi asked lazily.

"I'm prepared for anything, Usagi." Mamoru replied, crawling on top of her. He pressed his lips against hers softly, running his hands up and down her body once more before he slipped the condom over himself.

He positioned himself up on his elbows, his hips hovering above Usagi's, and looked her in the eye. Small tears began to well in the corners of her eyes, Mamoru wiped them away gently.

"Will it hurt?" Usagi whispered.

"I won't lie, it will. If it's too much, tell me and I'll stop."

"I'm scared Mamoru. Will you hold my hand?"

Mamoru did as he was asked, entwining their fingers together beside Usagi's head. Usagi planted one final kiss to Mamoru's lips, then Mamoru began to push himself in.

Usagi squeaked and threw her head back, biting her lip and gripping Mamoru's hand tightly. Mamoru rested his head against Usagi's collarbone, gasping loudly at every inch that sunk inside her. When Mamoru was all the way inside Usagi, she wrapped her free arm around his shoulders and held him tightly.

"A-are you o-okay?" Mamoru moaned.

"I-it's s-s-so big, Ma-Mamoru." Usagi groaned. "T-too big."

Mamoru rocked his hips in a small circle, trying to distract Usagi without hurting her more. Usagi gasped and moaned, but slowly the pain ebbed away. It didn't feel better, she just began to get used to it. She looked down at Mamoru, whose face was still buried in her skin with his eyes fused shut and his lips pressed together as he groaned deep in his throat.

"Mamoru, you can move more." Usagi whispered. For a moment she thought Mamoru didn't hear her, as she opened her mouth to repeat herself she felt Mamoru pull himself slowly out of her. Usagi felt both relieved and empty, but quickly forgot herself when she felt Mamoru push himself back in. His grip on her hand tightened and his lips snapped open allowing his groans and grunts to escape his throat. He wrapped his free arm around Usagi's small waist and pulled her closer to him. He used all the control he could muster to stay slow, to stay steady, to stay gentle. But his control snapped quickly when Usagi moaned his name.

"Mamoru!"

Mamoru couldn't stop himself, he began thrusting deeper, rolling his hips when his met hers. He held Usagi almost painfully tight, allowing himself to lose himself in her.

"My Usagi, my Usako." He moaned deeply, making Usagi groan and squirm. "Say my name Usako, say it Usako."

"Ma-Mamoru, Mamoru, Mamo-ru." Usagi chanted his name like a prayer, enjoying the sounds he made at the way he purred her name.

Mamoru felt himself reaching his end, and he wasn't prepared to finish until he finished Usagi of once more.

He began kissing and biting her neck, and lowered his hand to massage her backside. Usagi threw her head side to side, the pleasure was so overwhelming.

"Usako...Usako...Usako I'm so close, finish with my Usako." Mamoru groaned into her skin. "Come with me my Usako."

Usagi felt something inside her rise and snap, and suddenly she was screaming Mamoru's name and gripping his hand so tight she was sure she broke something. Usagi tightened around Mamoru, he chanted her name as he reached his hard climax. Mamoru didn't want to crush Usagi, so he slipped himself out of her and rolled onto his back.

He had barely caught his breathe when he felt Usagi roll over and drape her arm over his chest. He couldn't muster any energy to turn and look at her.

"Mamo-chan?"

"Yes?"

"Say it again. Say that nickname again."

Mamoru smiled. "Usako."

"Hmm, I like that."

"Usako...Usako...my Usako...my Usako."

"That's right, your Usako." Usagi whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Want some tea? Coffee? You look tired and its not even dinner."

"Coffee, please."

Usagi pressed another kiss to his cheek, rose from the bed, draped his discarded shirt over her and headed into the kitchen to make his drink. When she returned, however, he was fast asleep and she didn't have the heart to wake him. She left his coffee on the bedside table, sat beside him and stoked his hair.

"...my Mamoru…"