adoore (Guest): lol. Thanks.
regine.c: she's working through her emotions, as for Mamoru, they just both need to talk and really listen to each other, whether it be good or bad. And your coughing maybe more predetermined than you think.
Mzmiami: she was always playing with fire, but here at least she sees that fire can burn from both ends. Besides Mamoru needs to see that Usagi is a woman whom can attract other male members of the human (or in this case evil alien-ish) member of the species. I'm trying to show that he feels that in some way she will always fall in line for him, and he needs to see that not everything always revolve around him. that his choices, that his actions have just as many faults as hers do.
Maeko11: I hope you enjoy this update!
Mitsumeteiteyo: that's not the end of the heart shattering angst. Nor is it the end of suffering, just maybe in a different form. you'll see.
KellayeRouge: not gonna lie that wasn't the original ending. I had thought of trying to have Mamoru act nasty towards her and she rebuffs him but it was shown to me that it would take the flow into a different direction. So I had 'shaydoe' help change it. If anything their both at fault for different connecting reasons.
xSapphirexRosesxFanx: Mamoru's still to prideful for that right now.
YumYumBubbLeguM (Guest): no, no need to wait to long this time.
AimlesslyGera: I try not to kid with hints and clues. As for my version of Diamond, the anime in America kind of mellowed it out whereas in the original and the Japanese version, he was more head strong, but yet strong willed for what he wanted. He loves her but unlike Mamoru's pure love of the heart, mind, body and soul, Diamond's is more of love of the heart, body and just to have Neo Queen Serenity as his possession.
CaughtInAFantasy: well you right on the money….depending on how you look at it.
silverfaerie91 (Guest): not sure even I could make him her first. His heart is good but his intentions aren't with the most thought out emotions. Though I am glad I'm one of your top 3 favorite stories!
LoveInTheBattleField: here you go!
Well I hope you all enjoy the update, thank 'shaydoe' for talking me into it. Consider this, and this Sundays as Christmas gifts. Just don't forget to review!
Sailor Moon R 'Roses and Diamonds' ch.11
They ended up back at Fruits, the girls were gone and Unazuki was now manning the floor, her brother's shift done for the day. She was oblivious as to what drama had unfolded there earlier and passed them both a warm smile, that was full of hope and cheer that they were back together again. For a second Usagi smiled bitterly at the notion. She had her hands folded meekly in front of her blue skirt, as she followed him to a back booth. They sat in silence for a long time, unsure how to start this much needed conversation.
Unazuki appeared like a ghost, placing a coffee before Mamoru and a chocolate shake in front of her. Departing as silently as she had arrived.
"Mamoru? I am sorry that you saw..." Usagi began, her eyes misting with hurt.
"Don't even go there!" Mamoru warned her, glaring dangerously out the window. Looking to Usako he demanded, "What the HELL do you think you're doing? I thought you said you couldn't choose?" as far as he saw it she did.
He noted how she looked so guilty then once the words popped out she looked down right pissed. He was getting more tempted to back away at the now feral looking panther look she had in her eyes, "What the hell is that suppose to mean? I didn't choose! You're the one that walked away that night." As far as she saw it, whatever new development she and Di had was brought on by Mamoru's departure and callus attitude and treatment.
If it weren't for HIS decisions they'd still be together and kissing happily and wishfully doing more. Mamoru was frustrated, "I walked away cause being around you lately, with your skimpy clothes and little seductions makes me unable to think straight!" he explained, growling as if his lack of control was her fault. Unable to stop, think and realize it took two to argue as well as to dance their dance.
Usagi swallowed her frustration at his blame game, understanding that on some level she was to blame. Keeping herself under control so she didn't lash out and say hurtful things she took a long sip from her shake. While Mamoru merely glowered down at her, then groaned brushing his hand nervously through his hair.
An older patron who was walking by overheard Mamoru's statement. A middle aged man with a bot belly. Dressed nicely in a pair of beige slacks and a plain white dress shirt. He had round face wrinkled by age, with merry blue eyes and a white fringe of hair. He snickered out, as he past their table. "My son, women are suppose to make us men unable to think. Especially ones as sweet looking as this young one." The patron nearly got his ass handed to him through glare alone by Mamoru. He scurried away before actual damage could be done.
Upset he yet again demanded, "So is he your boyfriend now? After everything I told you about him?" Crossing his own arms over his chest, as he narrowed his eyes. His insides enduring a slow boil of frustration and worry.
Cool it, he's just upset and not thinking right. Not to mention he's got his ridiculous thing against Di to begin with.
She scowled at him, "You were upset. Besides you just don't know him. If you had stayed longer maybe you would have seen how much of a nice guy he really is. But no! You have to have this unknown, ILLOGICAL hatred of a man you barely know!" she boomed out. Her voice having grown louder with each word, causing a few customer's nearby to glance their way. Usagi hung her head in shame at drawing attention to herself.
Mamoru grew more upset that she couldn't see what her best friends and he saw. Di was no good. It didn't have anything to do with the fact that he was constantly touching her, and now kissing her…his woman…his soul mate….someone he had planned one day in the future to ask to marry him. He hurt too much to defend himself now. So he just had some final parting words, "Gomen na sai." He breathed out snidely.
She sat stunned, her face twisting into rage as he continued his tirade.
Mamoru kept on needing to clear the air. "Gomen na sai that you can't see the dick he really is right before your own eyes. Gomen na sai that you can't see that he's bad news. Gomen na sai that even your own best friends see something that they don't like and you continually ignore their apprehension. Gomen na sai that you're really going to be with some snake." His words were cutting, hurtful, and very, very true. Not that she believed it, or wanted to at least. Di had been the one there for support and care, and in her eyes Mamoru was just jealous.
She leaned forward over the table to within inches of his face, whispering scathingly, "You're a hypocrite."
His eyes widened, as she continued needing to make him understand her pain. "For claiming to not love me when all you did was mark me as clearly being yours, but even more so…" she looked positively fuelled.
She gave a small pause, "For yelling at me for moving on when you already have with your coffee shop Hentai. And don't bother denying it. I saw the both of you there. You left me Mamoru, over and over again. You Mamoru – san, are nothing but a hypocrite for your words AND actions. So don't you dare start in on me!" She shoved away from him, pressing herself into the back cushion.
That aught to teach him to snap back. Rabbits can bite back to, and their bites can surely hurt.
Arms crossed over her chest to angry to care or notice that he looked confused by her words before realization flew across his face. He scowled, averting his gaze from her needing to calm his feelings. When he returned his attention to her, she had started to cry silently. Her head bowed into her chest, arms tightly crossed over her breasts, not even bothering to wipe away the moisture dripping from her chin.
He was hoping for rebuilding, to keep protecting her. How was he to do that when the person he most wanted to protect her from was now her new boyfriend?
"I have to go to the bathroom..." She mumbled, seeking a few minutes of relief. As she rose from the table, Mamoru reached over and grasped her hand.
"I will be here when you come back...I don't want us to hate each other. I think we still have a lot more to talk about." His voice was calm, compassionate.
"I don't hate you..." She began,
"I'm glad…cause I have been a real ass lately." He chuckled with bitter sweet resentment.
Usagi smiled in spite of herself, sniffled and nodded, retreating from his now loving gaze.
As she disappeared down the hall. He thought to go to her parents. They would be upset that one she had a boyfriend and second that he was bad news. It was the only thing he could think of to protect her from the outside at this point. He pulled his cell phone out from his pants, flipping it open and dialling swiftly.
Dialing her parents number the house phone rang twice before her father picked it up, "Moshi, Moshi?" her father replied, "Hai, Gomen sai sir but I have information with regards to your daughter that I feel you should know." Her father seemed worried now, "Nani?" he replied, "She's dating a guy named Di. He's bad news. He's a no goo - " her father cut him off before he could finish, "We've met Di. He'll be a good man for her. Not like that Mamoru bastard." The words shocked Mamoru.
He figured right then and there if this Di guy could get her father, someone whose hardnosed about any guy more than friendly in his daughter's life then something's wrong. Plus the man called him a bastard. He knows nothing about type of person Mamoru really was. Di was poisoning her parents thoughts towards him. Act all nice in front of them as he slides in little bullets to keep her family from seeing the true danger…him.
"Gomen na sai sir but your wrong. He is bad." He hung up before her father could respond back.
Several tense minutes past, while Mamoru waited. His stomach was boiling with nervous acid and the bitter coffee was not helping. The talk with her parents only confirmed his theories about Di poisoning her, and her family. He would have to keep an eye on her at all times now. Until she came to her senses and got Di out of her life. By the time she returned, he began to drink a tall glass of ice water.
Soundlessly, she slipped into the booth. A bit alarmed, he took in her freshly scrubbed, pink and slightly raw face. As she had attempted to cleanse her tears and her hurt away. She must have really broken down in the bathroom, feeling the need to be so brutal in washing it. Mamoru's heart went out to her, he wished he could just hold her and make everything alright again between them.
But the nightmares were like a slow acid, burning through his mind, that made him shy away from giving into his affections. Keeping her alive and safe was more important than keeping her happy. Yet lately, he was barely able to control himself around her. Which was only making it worse...he needed to find a balance. And fast, else wise he wouldn't survive and more important neither would she.
"Some things happened today...I can't take back. But I am not Di's girlfriend." Usagi assured him, noticing his sigh of relief and how his tense body seemed to relax somewhat. For him it was almost as if a medium sized weight had been lifted off of him. She wasn't completely under whatever bull he had her parents under. However he saw her cringing in pain as she needed to continue, to clarify to him that she was going to try and move one now.
"But, we aren't exclusive anymore...so perhaps one day I might take him up on his offer and try having a relationship with him." She finished, biting her lower lip softly. Working at keeping her resolve to tell him the honest truth as to how she was feeling.
"I don't really know how I feel about him...but I do not need my 'friends' as well intentioned you may be…" she gave him a dry look for his 'efforts' , "Constantly, degrading him around me. I heard all your opinions about him. Now it's up to me to decide if you're right or wrong about him." She explained, voicing herself mature and logical. So very tired of the tug of war between Di and her friends.
"Please, Usako...just be careful around him. I can't tell you what to do, shoot no one truly ever could. You always managed to do what you thought was best. It's what makes you the person you are today. You are a fully capable woman." Mamoru began, seeing her in a new light after how articulate she explained her intentions. "Hell, after seeing you fight and dust some of those crazy Youma I think you might actually be stronger than me." Mamoru chuckled.
Usagi sought to discourage his belittlement of his own abilities. But he raised a staying hand. "I need to trust in you, you need to be free to make your own mistakes, your own judgments. Be they right or wrong in my eyes. Just know that no matter what, I am here for you. In any way you need..." Mamoru smirked. Seeing a small glimmer in her eyes he knew he needed to cut it off before it progressed.
"Except romantically..." he amended, "I want you in my life Usako." He sighed, reaching over and grasping her hand in his. Usagi sucked in a cold breath, his mere innocent touch sending shivers of longing throughout her body. She nodded, understand that forcing him to open up to her, to love her wasn't the way. This is all he could offer her at this time, perhaps one day they might be more. She needed to let go, and enjoy Mamoru in her life in the ways he could provide right now.
Having him want to be in her life, be her friend wasn't what she wanted but she accepted that this was what she had. She would be content with it. Even if it killed her heart…again. She needed to work on herself anyway, she wanted to be stronger more confident with herself. If they were meant to be, their hearts would find their back to each others. No more games...no more seductions to be planned...she would be her true self from now on.
Oh Mamo – chan…if this is what you want I'll try…I just don't know if my heart will survive it again. I guess time will tell I guess.
"Just be careful around him, ok?" Mamoru smirked, understanding his true place now. Being at her side in this form, felt right. He could keep an eye on her, become her confidant her rock and slowly pull her back from Di's clutches...If not he would just kill the son of a bitch. And be done with it!
"I will...friends?" She offered, unwilling to pull her hand away. Wanting to absorb the strength of his warm hand. The faith in their bond she felt within his gripping fingers.
"Always." Mamoru smiled fondly back, squeezing her hand and not letting go. "I'm not seeing anyone either..." Mamoru offered, with a wry grin.
She smiled brightly at that, squeezing his hand back in approval. They talked long into the night about anything and everything. Laughing and enjoying each other as they had done months ago it was almost as it used to be.
Until she glanced over at the clock on the wall.
"Aie Ya!" Usagi screamed bolting out of the booth, and tearing out of the Parlour. Mamoru's heart was slamming in his chest, at her sudden fright and flight. Chasing after her into the night, as she dashed back into Minato-ku.
"Usako...what is wrong!" He bellowed, panting and near hyperventilating as he caught up to her a block from her house. The girl could be ungodly fast when she needed to be.
"I missed Curfew...Mamo-chan it's past ten o'clock my Momma is going to kill me!" she wailed, her tails cracking behind her fast running form.
"Ok...we can fix this. You just need to get back up to your room. Think of some kind of story of how you got home but no one saw you enter the house." He offered, coming to a stop in front of her gate. Casting her upper balcony a thoughtful look.
Usagi paid him a bitter glance. "Mamo-chan, my parents are kinda oblivious to most things, but they are not stupid." She placed her hand on her hips and huffed.
"Just try, if they don't believe you then you're grounded...no big deal." Mamo shrugged, crossing the yard to stand just below her balcony. Usagi whimpered in defeat behind him, trudging forward to her seemingly impending doom.
"Well, you could just use your Senshi strength and leap up there." Mamoru surmised, hands on his hips as he stared upward at the looming balcony.
"Unfortunately, I haven't mastered that sort of maneuver..." Usagi's sighed in regret, placing her own hands on her hips casting the overhang scared looks. Remembering the last training session with Luna, leaping over buildings when she could at least SEE where she needed to land, that was easy. Blindly leaping into the air, to landings or ...balcony's above. Usually ended up having her klutz out. She had visions of her feet tripping on the railing and making a big clatter as she fell face first onto the deck.
Mamoru raised his dark eyebrows in surprise, leaping was so easy for him, he did it without thought. Then chuckled with resignation, he understood her reluctance. She wasn't exactly stealthy or graceful at all times. She kept to the tactics she knew well, usually not wanting to look silly around others. Unless in a desperate life or death situation, then she would do whatever was needed to keep her friends alive not caring how stupid she might look in the battles.
But that was usually how she ended up getting herself blown up, and sent flying into the air, and giving him a good show of her panties in the process. Not that he'd ever muttered a word of complaint.
Mamoru cleared his throat at the lewd images, trying to reign them in as he nervously gripping the back of his neck, averting his eyes to the grass a modest blush on his cheeks. Usagi remained blind to his sudden lust towards her, staring up at her balcony bitterly.
"Ok...so I want you climb up my chest and stand on my shoulders. Between my height and yours, you should be able to reach your railings." He opted, a moment later after regaining his composure, still struggling to push the images away. Swiftly, crouching low, facing her as Usagi positioned herself in front of him. Swallowing her nervous feelings and anxiety at this precarious maneuver, she knelt on his shoulders, tucking her skirt down between her legs to keep her modesty somewhat intact.
He mumbled something she couldn't understand, as she nervously moved upward to stand with wobbly legs on his shoulders. Then without notice he stood up, moving too fast for her keep her balance. With a yelp of terror her thin white ballet flats, lost traction on his shoulders. In an instant, she was falling backwards, ending up straddling his face. Her skirt billowing down upon his head like a soft blanket.
Her core was now pressed intimately against his face, her slender legs dangling down his back, as he instinctively gripped her outer thighs to keep her from falling backward to the cold hard ground below. On her own frightened instinct, her thighs clenched tight to the sides of his face attempting to keep her position and not fall any further to the ground.
Usagi's face was burning red, in both humiliation and arousal. As she now felt his hot breath right against her panties. It tickled the sensitive flesh hiding under the flimsy fabric, as he breathed huskily and deeply beneath the folds of her skirt.
"Mamo-chan..."She squeaked, her hands gripping into the pleats of her skirt, that now enshrouded the top of his head. Feeling his thick mat of wild hair just beneath the cotton, she felt like she could just die...right now.
Could a bolt of lightning just end this strange erotic encounter right now?
She was so embarrassed and aroused at the same time. Her body was quivering on the inside, her belly all a flutter with delight. Thighs trembling with anticipation of his sensual lips pressing anywhere near her womanhood.
Oh...Kami do I want him to kiss me right there...just linger and pleasure me as his counterpart in my dreams did near every night.
His incomprehensible mumbling sounds didn't help at all as they sent delicious vibrations against her most private area, mimicking her 'egg'.
Kuso! Even better than the 'egg' if he kept it up! Please do something!
It sent her shuttering tingles of rising pleasure up her spine and down in between her legs, causing her to wiggle just slightly upon his face, trying desperately to keep herself in check. Trying to NOT rub her panty covered crotch into his face, no matter how MUCH she desperately wanted to. They had just repaired their relationship, they were starting over as friends she so did not want to embarrass herself any further or ruin it after only a few hours.
"Sagi...I ant...breeve...!" He cried out to her in a breathless strangled voice.
"Mamo-chan!" She wailed in oblivious humiliation, still clutching his head beneath her skirt, her thighs still compressing tightly against his face.
"Agi...ant...breeeeve!" He cried out again in panic, his hands now slapping on her upper thighs franticly.
"Ohh..oh...Gomen...ah...geez. Gomen!" Usagi moaned, her face so bright she could have stopped traffic. As she slowly unclenched her legs from around his ears.
Mamoru took a deep, long breath. Trying to calm and put a leash on his lust, which was now straining against his pants. The silky softness of her underwear against his nose and lips, her subtle smell of near arousal driving him near the edge with his sanity. Then hearing her soft moans of pleasure as he sent in an unintentional cold sensation against her secret place, as he took another deeper breath, inhaling her. His heart had been attempting to break free of his rib cage, in both anxiety and excitement.
He was both in heaven and hell at the same time. A fire was now burning brightly in his stomach, his senses over loading as she surrounded him with erotic allures. The bare contours of her mound just eluding through the flimsy fabric taunting him to touch, taste, and slowly devour her core. The lovely soft scent alone was driving him so very wild with need.
A barrage of lewd images now paraded though his mind, of how he just wanted to kiss her right there, to throw her to the ground, grass or not, and pull those panties off, hell rip them off as he licked and bite at her core till she wailed his name in ecstasy over and over again. Oh...Kami! He needed her...it took everything he had, every ounce of will power he possessed to keep his lips set firm and not inadvertently move them and elude to her that he was seeking to kiss her privates, even as he desperately wanted to taste, suck, and savor her flavor.
"Ok, just stay still, I am going to climb up again." She sighed with resignation, wishing to remain in this position much, much longer. The pleasure she was experiencing was so exquisite. She already knew she'd willingly give up her new 'egg' friend just to have him down there. Mamoru held her hands to keep her steady, as she slowly slid her heels back up on his shoulders and stood up. Soon she was standing on trembling legs above him, not yet having gained complete control when he let go of her hands.
With a cry of alarm, her arm's pin wheeled forward. Grasping the edge of her upper railing by pure luck only. With a sigh, then a soft grunt she pulled herself up. Stretching a slender leg up over the railing and pulling herself up and over. Sweating from both nerves and exertion, Usagi turned with a bright grateful smile, gripping the railing for support. Her legs still way to taxed from her near erotic encounter with the man she loved. She leaned against the railing, her hand gripping the upper rail tightly.
"Arigatio, Mamo-chan." She breathed, her cheeks still flushed with arousal.
"No problem princess, see you tomorrow some time." Mamoru smiled up, his own face beat red from the encounter. He chuckled ruefully, giving her a curt wave and making a hasty exit out her front gate.
Usagi sighed, crossing her arms on the railing. Resting her chin tiredly on her upper palms and dreamily watched him fade away up the street.
"Sweet dreams my prince." She sighed, it was a bitter sweet ending to a long day.
Mamoru was happily humming a tune, his world feeling brighter with everything in a pleasant holding state with Usagi. He had an avenue to infiltrate Di's control now, the little snake had no idea who he was dealing with. As he rounded the corner out of Minatu-ku, bounding almost cheerfully down the small set of steps.
He found her four Guardian's standing there, each in a strong stance. The thick cement embankment rising to their left, the moonlight giving it a white ghostly glow. The street and the tower's of Juban rising on the other side of the street, lined with small stores.
"We need to talk. We understand that you have this thing about doing things alone, but for this, we need everyone on board. Are you with us?" Minako asked him, her blonde hair blowing in a sudden gust of wind. Her blue eyes cold and stern, a no nonsense frown on her normally happy go lucky face.
"Hai…but we need to do something fast. He even has her parents on his side and poisoned against me." Mamoru nodded, understanding that reinforcements might be needed.
The girls were sympathetic towards him, "First things first though." Makoto demanded, arms crossed over her ample chest.
He questionably looked to her, "Give us the real reason why you broke it off. Because this I don't love her crap is bull, no guy would get that mad unless he still loved her with everything he had in his heart."
He sighed in defeat, deflating instantly before them.
She was right, and he knew it. But could he tell them? Would telling them inadvertently kill her in the process? Or what if by not telling them he was killing her anyways? Di was bad news, they all knew it. What if he was going about how to handle the dreams the wrong way? What if he'd made a huge mistake by breaking it off with her to begin with? Cause if he hadn't Di would never have caught her eye and she would still be glued to him. What if DI was her end?!
Usagi silently moved downstairs she needed a shower, a cold body numbing shower no less. It would help get her hormones under control, being so close to her first truly intimate encounter with Mamoru...even unintentional, had driven her body into over load. She was sweating, and trembling. Her poor heart was refusing to calm down. Her mind lost in a dizzy haze, of reliving those delicious sensations of his hot breath between her legs.
Over and over and over again, in the few minutes it took to navigate through the dark house down to the bathroom and lock the door. Flicking on the light, she quickly divested herself of her now sweat soaked skirt and blouse. Crossing over to the shower stall set beside the tub, she adjusted the taps so the water was a strong stream of cold water. Then grabbed the shower head off the wall and sat humbling on the wooden bench to cool her body.
As soon the freezing water struck her hot skin, she yelped in pain and discomfort. Dropping the shower head to the tiles, as she clamped her hands over her mouth to stop more sharp sounds from screaming forth. Not wanting to wake anyone...Then shook her head ruefully.
Ok...cold shower bad idea...My skin is way too sensitive for that.
Readjusting the temperature back to a nice soothing hot, she began to ease the pulsing water over her body, as she flopped down upon the wooden bench. The water glistened on her now clammy cold skin. The steady stream of hot water, easing the long held tension from her muscles as she warmed up. Soon the small bathroom was filled with steam and her soft luxurious sounds of contentment. In only a few minutes she had soaked every inch of her body, her hair a golden cascade beading with moisture.
Dripping upon the tiles at her feet, as she squatted within the small reservoir. The warm water forming a small puddle around her toes before swirling down the silver drain. Releasing a long tired sigh, Usagi's eased the shower head across her still blushing breasts, her eyelids drooping closed as the water tickled her hot flesh. Thoughts still lingering lazily upon her darling Mamoru, as the tingling sensations of his breath still remained upon her.
Unconsciously, she eased the shower head even lower, dipping down across her belly to tend to the last of her discomfort between her legs. She adjusted her hips so the water would cleanse away the last of her lewd feelings. As the steady pressure of the hot water penetrated her most private of area's, she emitted a soft moan of discovery and wonder. The gentle tingling she was still feeling there from her erotic thoughts alone was only magnified by the tickling streams of warm water.
Oh...goodness...
She passed the water over herself once more, soliciting more intense sensations as if thousands of small fingers were beneath her. Letting out another deeper, longer groan of pleasure. It was a poor substitute for the strong rhythm she had felt with her dream lover. Yet she was unwilling to stop from giving herself the pleasure she so craved.
Wanting a little more privacy while she finished the self loving act. Usagi modestly climbed into the tub, taking her new pleasure method of choice with her. Sprawling out comfortably on the cool porcelain, she brought the water between her legs once more. Leaning her head against the tubs back rim, moaning in delight.
Oh...I feel so naughty...
Doing these things to herself in the bathroom...in which anyone could interrupt gave her a surge of excitement that only magnified the act itself. Her fantasies falling upon her True Prince, upon the memories of love that resurface only in her dreams. She sought only to complete her denied pleasure. The soft tickling against her arouse flesh soon rose to another , more erotic surge of tremors.
They echoed within as well as without, her voice mewing in need, in an agony of rising bliss and pleasure. Moving the water up, and around herself giving in to where the sensations were most needed. Her breath hitching and shallow as her pleasure rose even higher. Her thighs trembling, as her inner self surged with bliss, making her suddenly cry out as she was finally sated. Blushing and panting, she moaned one last luxurious time. Then fell into a fit of nervous giggles.
I had never taken myself that far before...oh, kami that was amazing.
Feeling to content and completely depleted both physically and emotionally. Usagi locked herself up in her room, her thoughts still basking upon her fantasies of Mamoru and needing to feel close to him. She dug out his old white t-shirt from her drawer within the wooden box frame that held her cot. She slipped it on with a sad sigh, falling into bed, curling up tight and ducking her head under the round collar.
Making a soft longing sound as she once more basked in his soft earthy scent. After a time she pulled up her white sheet, folding herself only as needed within it's soft embrace. Her skin still humming from her pleasure filled shower. Bathed in her moon's tender light she slowly drifted off to sleep, her full lips in a shameless smile. Unaware of the cold penetrating gaze of the shadow lurking in the corner by her balcony windows.
He had been waiting for her to return home, hiding just down the street in his sedan. Watching the house, fighting with himself to not go hunting her down.
His mind churning in an obsessive dance, (she truly has feelings for me now...It's more than just my magic influencing her. I want a willing lover, not some mindless slave to my whims. I just screwed up. I didn't remember her issues with public affections. I can fix that...right? I was so close...!) Diamond roared in frustration, he had been using his powers just enough to loosen up her affections, to twist them in his favor.
He would have never been able to penetrate so far into her Psyche if she didn't have some genuine affection for him. The barrier that had been there before had been far too strong. It gave him hope...until he saw her return home with Mamoru. Then he flipped out, bellowing swears and promises of death upon the young man. Punching the steering wheel in his tantrum of fury, his face going several shades of red.
It had only been a few hours since he left her side, and already she was cheating on him with that unworthy loser. Glaring malice and retribution upon them both, he seethed in the darkness of his car. When they crossed into the yard becoming obscured by her privacy fence, he grabbed his binoculars and quickly climbed to the top of the white vinyl fence in front of the modest home he was parked in front of. Keeping low, straddling the fence his thighs gripping and trembling with rising anger he watched their erotic encounter unfold.
"No!" He cried in pain to the night, his viewer locked on her sweet blushing face as that cursed man was between her legs.
"Damn him! Damn him!" He growled, losing his calm. He kept his focus on his angel as she climbed up to her balcony, finding in his heart to forgive her. She didn't understand what she was doing to him...the dark haired man could still manipulate her. In time she would understand what a horrible man he was, he would make sure of it.
Then she slipped inside her glass doors, bringing him back to clarity were was Mamoru? Swinging his binoculars to the street he found him jogging out of the yard...headed towards…oh wait…him. Diamond cried out in alarm. Mamoru would be able to spot him clearly on this fence, there was no doubt. With a strangled yelp, he scrambled off the fence his haste providing no room for finesse.
Literally falling backward into the dark yard on the other side of the fence. Landing on all fours into a wet flour bed, the cold moisture seeping into the knees of his jeans and providing him immense discomfort as his hands became filthy with mud. With a groan and frustrated growl, he blamed Chiba for this bad luck as well. He raised his face, to meet that of a snarling white muzzle of an Akita. The furious dog was inches from his nose, deep brown eyes burrowing into his with an avenging temper.
Diamond whimpered in sudden, bone chilling fear. Then jumped to his feet as the dog lunged, teeth gnashing at his heels as he was chased in screaming humiliation out of the yard.
"I hate animals!" He ranted to the night, rounding his car and leaping inside the driver's open door. Slamming the door closed on the snarling beast who now pinned the door closed, beastly face press up against the window. It's breath fogging the glass as it glare at him, feeling cheated from his one good bite against the man's shin's.
Diamond laughed mockingly from his safety within the car, quickly ignoring the prowling animal as soft pleasure filled sounds echoed from his phone's speaker as the bug planted in the bathroom was activated. Looking a bit out of sorts, his silver hair disheveled over his face he quickly picked up his phone from the passenger side seat to enjoy his angel's erotic voice echoing out to him.
"Oh...love what are you doing in there tonight...hmm mm." He rubbed his crotch approvingly to it. Soon the sounds were more then he could handle, becoming so passionate and full of need. He found himself unzipping his pants, pulling himself out and fondling himself to the same rhythm she was going. Murmuring encouragement to her, as his eyes slid closed falling into a fantasy of her pleasuring him with her own pouting lips.
She finished before he could reach his perfect moment, having him crash down from his erotic high with disappointment. Slamming his head against the leather back rest of his seat, Diamond swallowed his despair and frustration at not having her fully in his control. Having to resurrect his patience and wait again for another opportunity. He wanted and needed her so bad. He was fighting with himself, to go home and come up with a plan to win her back.
The gentle sigh of her falling asleep up in her room, killed those thoughts. He needed her...needed to see her. He couldn't wait till tomorrow. With a determination gleaming in his ice blue eyes, he left the car happy the stupid mutt had given up and went back into it's yard.
As much as Diamond wanted her he needed to gain some more control back. He lost a bit of it with his moronic actions. Now he was standing on her balcony, watching the moonlight glow upon her perfect body. She looked so sublime...so serene as she slept in peace. Urging him to her side, in the subtle movement she made under her thin sheet. A smile of anticipation spread on his face, as he shimmered into her room. Reality bending to his will as he merely walked through her glass balcony door's invading her private sanctuary once more.
Now here in her room where she was more susceptible he could let loose more of his energies within her. Walking over, he knelt before her, his finger's tenderly tracing down her creamy, soft cheeks. He caressed her lovely face with his darkness, seeking to enter her mind. Grateful that the demon cat was nowhere to be found he used his ancient language to gain access to her inner most thoughts. His voice modulating with a timeless power, echoing through the thin fabric of thought. He lapsed in on a dream sequence he knew, a memory of sorts.
An elegant dimly lit room surrounded him, with a white marble fireplace roaring merrily against one wall. The flickering light accenting the crimson walls in a warm glow. A large glass balcony door over looked a shimmering bay, filled with the glowing lights of boats floating out on the dark water. A large cherry wood four poster bed sat in the centre of the room. The occupants eagerly engaged in a beautiful bout of love making.
Their voices rising and falling in a crescendo of blissful sounds and encouragements. He stood mere feet behind the glowing white spirit of Usagi as she watched almost jealously. Her long ago counterpart playfully receiving her dark haired lover attentions, as she danced in bliss under his smooth sensual touches upon her yielding flesh. An attentive lover, who knew where she liked to be kissed, where she liked to be touched...were and how roughly to draw the most delightful sounds from her lips.
Serenity lay complacent beneath him, the dark crimson sheet barely shielding his strong hips as he dominated her.
Diamond sneered at the visual. Not liking seeing the dark haired man take in ANY lifetime what he deemed was his. He looked away in disgust as Endymion enshrouding her craving lips with his own. His hands disappearing into her long golden hair. His icy stare shot back as he heard her call out in a breathless voice, "Endy…my love…I cannot wait any longer." She begged, her hands encircling his shoulder blades trying to urge him down upon her.
Diamond moaned in longing, Oh how he wished to have her calling out his name like that. The dark haired man complied with her wishes, chuckling with satisfaction. His strong back shifting over top of her, muscles rippling as he pinned her to the bed beneath him. Serenity slipped her hands up to cup his face, drawing him back to her eager mouth for more deep and passionate kisses from him. Endymion moaned in pleasure as she tantalized him with her tongue inside the heat of his mouth.
It made Diamond realize Usagi was a bit more like her counterpart than she probably knew. She was already aggressive when it came to kissing. He knew he loved it. As the dark haired man slipped himself deeply inside of her, Diamond lost his good sense. Chuckling to himself, feeling this opportunity was a reward for all his patience and perseverance. He reached within himself, pulling forth more of his dark magic, he eagerly sent Usagi's spirit into her past body.
In a dark flash of light, the glowing spirit that was Usagi faded away. Serenity's eyes once glazed with passion flew wide in shock, as Usagi awoke within her body. Diamond held his breath, this could either go well or blow up in his face instantly. He watched with satisfaction, as Serenity's eyes fluttered closed, her body rocking happily beneath Endymion's pounding hips. Accepting the change in her dream eagerly, Usagi basked in the rising pleasure of finally feeling her lover within her.
Oh...my...this was so overwhelming...but oh so…oh my goodness!
Diamond narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Endymion seeking an avenue with his mind to infiltrate the memories male protagonist. (Now would be the tricky part, slipping into the dark haired man without her sensing him.)
Her eyes went happily closed in bliss as he slipped into the memory of Endymion. Replacing fluidly every sensation, every reaction as if it were his own. Diamond groaned in utter fulfillment and ecstasy, feeling her hot wet heat surrounding him, hugging him, pulling upon him as he thrust himself with a heedless abandonment. He sought to sate himself selfishly within her, deaf to the change in sounds she was making beneath him as he grew more rough more persistent upon her.
He couldn't wait to make this real. To make it reality from them both. However he wasn't alone in the dream sequence. Usagi was slowly becoming more aware of what was happening to her body. Wondering why Endymion's movements began to feel so alien, his shaft changing size and shape within her. Even his subtle scent shifted...his moans becoming less full of passion and love, to more of a twisting sensation with grunting and soft growls of possession.
Where she had first felt soft kisses upon her nape and gentle yet firm suckles against her throat, or around the aroused overly sensitive flesh of her breasts, was replaced by sharp nips, and fierce suckling that seemed to attack her once willing body.
(I didn't get it, first I was so happy that I was getting to experience it, the sensations at first were incredible, but then they started to shift, now it felt so different, I almost felt like I was with another man. But that's not possible…is it? I could feel my heart rate pick up but it was no longer in lust or love, it was in panic. Something wasn't right!)
There's something not right about this…
Serenity's eyes flew open wild with fright, growing wet in sudden panic as she found a silver haired man instead of her beloved prince thrusting into her. His arms flanking her head, pinning her beneath him, as he dominated her whole being, his icy blue eyes piercing through her own ocean blue orbs. Staring down upon her with a smug satisfied smile, as if she were a prized possession, he had just stolen!
Squeezing her eyes closed once more, Usagi began to chant within her mind to calm herself from the horror of this rape.
Only a dream...only a dream...oh, please...only a dream.
She could hear, through the roaring in her ears his sharp heavy breaths as he rutted atop her like an animal. She could feel all of him penetrate deeply then slip away, only to pound into her once more with a force that took her breath away. It was like being ridden by a storm, a never ending trauma.
Freaking out she lashed out, pounding her small fist against his shoulders, seeking to control this now wild and out of control dream.
What in the hell is going on?!
As she opened her eyes once more, she found to her further terror he was dipping his face towards hers. Seeking to claim her lips with his...
No!
Even in her minds own ears it felt like it was a mere whisper. She had no time to react, to speak as he muffled her near screams with his mouth. Thrusting his tongue so deep, she nearly choked upon it. Moaning in distress, she kept pounding relentlessly on his shoulders with her tiny fists.
(I felt and tasted Di! NOT Mamo – chan. Something felt so wrong about this.)
Unthinking, fuelled by raw panic and alarm, "DI?!" Usagi screamed, ripping her lips away from his mouth.
Her voice was so filled with distress, its ring sharp, echoing though out the darkened room.
He smiled warmly seeking to calm her down. "What are you doing here?" she asked him, her voice high pitched with anxiety. Di took it in stride, weaving a lie to her as easily as he breathed on top of her. Playing oblivious to her distress about his unwanted infiltration of her dream, that he had frightened her to tears. "Don't ask me it's your dream. Feeling repressed emotions for me are you." He answered with a silky smooth voice.
Sounding confident and smug, like he felt as if it were fact instead of a question. But he would never give up, she was his now he could do with her as he pleased. Ducking his head to her neck, he began to leave a wet trail of kisses that were slowly descending once more to her trembling breasts. As he began to thrust into her once more, wanting to finish what he started before her rational mind pulled her back to reality.
She writhed and wiggled beneath him, unknowingly enticing his need to control her very body with his own. She even tried bucking him off of her, it only furthered his need to keep her down and dominated. With a manic laugh, he gripped her assaulting wrists and locked them over her head. Gripping them in one powerful hand. She couldn't get him out of her, couldn't get him to have mercy with her as he took so very roughly. Her back arching painfully, as she was forced to receive his powerful thrusts.
This isn't happening...oh please. This is not happening!
Her panic was now consuming her emotional control. Replaced by a terror fuelled scream that tore from her very soul.
MAMO-CHAN! MAMO-CHAN!
(I could only hope that he heard me so deep into this unconscious abyss as Di licked my neck with no restraint, "I have loved you for so long." He mumbled some more words but they were mostly to garbled for me to comprehend. I grabbed his shoulders to try and stop him, only to end up grappling at him. My body was pulsing with a blazing fire, I couldn't ignore the intense sensations he was sending through my body as he held me completely pinned to the bed, without a route of escape.)
Mamoru sighed heavily, watching his feet nervously kick at the loose gravel on the cement he was standing on as he tried to avoid his princess's four guardian's stern impatient looks. He was working out his words, as to how to confess the trauma of his nightmares. The premonitions of Usagi's coming death. Without sending them in a state of Red Alert, that would most definitely drive them all to the point of stalker...the course he was well already on the way to claiming himself as it were.
When a blinding pain, exploded in his head.
"Owwwww!" He moaned, turning in distress towards the wall. Bracing an arm against the cold rough surface, pressing his forehead against his arm for comfort. When a more powered explosion went off behind his eyes...
His heart thundering in panic, feelings of being trapped overwhelming him. As the sickening nausea of the trauma of physical and emotional abuse fell like a lead weight upon his gut, twisting it into a knot of roiling acid.
"Oh...Kami..." He breathed, dashing back the way he had come. Never having moved faster in his life. Usagi's wild, panic was off the charts!
He barely heard her senshi calling out to him in alarm, as he became the wind itself to get his beloveds side. The action not only confused them but also lost them as he darted away, to fast for even them to follow behind. It was why they truly never tried to figure out who he was, by the time they tried he was already far off and away.
To be continued…