A Collection of Drabbles in honour of the Usagi and Mamoru 2nd Anniversary.
Humanity – Freedom
Freedom
There was something about the way Usagi held herself that - even with her childish antics - drove him crazy.
The way she flipped her hair.
The way she pouted, but could smile a moment later with pure joy.
The way her long, thin legs could run a marathon if a milkshake was waiting for her at the finish.
The way her clothing, no matter how innocent her intentions were, could heat up his skin in an instant.
Mamoru accelerated to a brisk pace, his need to encompass himself in his solitary apartment growing stronger with each thought. Slamming the door shut behind him and flicking the lock closed, he turned with his back pressed snugly against the door.
With a deep breath, he undid his zipper and sighed with relief.
Freedom…
A/N: Thanks again to Ala Verity, you are fantastic! Just a note: yes, that's exactly what I was suggesting. ;) Cheers!