SerenityMorrison: I'll see about the first meeting one…I'm seriously considering doing the '50 shades' one.
askme75080: once I get the 'slave story' out then we'll have a go at it. Okay?
gabeliz.castillocarin: I was thinking of starting it on the ice but decided against it as its way to cold. Lol I'm working now on the Nehelania one. A crying moon brat doesn't boid well. but I think that's why when Chibi Usa became Chibi Moon her hair orbs like Moon's could act as a sonar. She had a way to channel that power now.
Em: yup she will. Lol
Silver: after defeating the dark moon…that can be the next one.
Witchoftheforest: during battle?
Yamifangirl: the one from when they were in the alley?
Pikachugirl1992: updating now. Lol
Scarlettwoman91: thanks! I'm thinking of starting to work now on the '50 shades'.
Nice 9 reviews. I wonder how many this one will bring…lol read and review!
Drabble 29
Flaming red
Neo Queen Serenity POV
The inner senshi and I were going through an attic space reserved for our treasured mementoes of the past. Each girl had a section all to themselves. And only we were allowed up here. It was a way to hide our families and those memories from the world outside. Lest a servant see them and sell them to a news resource. They may have signed disclosures but there would truly be no way to figure out who with as many as we had.
I looked back at the photo albums, seeing all of us back in high school, even Mamoru's college pictures. He had been so proud when I graduated that he bought me a pair of red high heels, heels that we had used on special occasions and surprised one another with. Well mostly me to him when he got back home. I was reminiscing when I discovered something that made me laugh. "I cannot believe these are still here." Rei blushed and laughed as well.
"Hai. I forgot about them." She picked the heels up. A forefinger holding the heels up at their ends, "You were actually tall in them." She joked. I had to admit it made my 5ft, 5inch stature to be at 5ft 9inches, Mamoru had certainly liked them for a whole other reason though, and it sure as hell had nothing to do with height. I recalled several occasions with these heels on and suddenly got a wicked idea.
"You know what…" I turned to the rest of the girls, mirth in my features as I saw them deviling through everything. Spring cleaning on our prized possessions that we kept locked away in here was always interesting. We only ever each year got rid of a bag full of items and ended up adding more things to them. We still did keep in contact with our birth families…and those that didn't were essentially adopted into another family.
Minako's parents, though hardly around treated Makoto like another daughter. It was something that made the strong amazon of ours smile upon her. Minako's parents often saw Makoto as the sister to Minako they wished to give her as they couldn't have any more after Minako. The two ended up in the same dorm at college. Those memories were up here as well. Safety hidden as were memories of Ami's parentage and mine.
We loved our families to much to let the press hound them. Though our families had been sworn to secrecy if they didn't want their memories of us wiped. It was Luna's stipulation to them being a part of our inner circle. Ami's mother became one of our top doctors and my father became renounced news reporter regarding our family. He maintained a clean image for us all, it aided heavily for us in the press.
So the trinkets up here were of memories in the past and current ones to keep track of and remember how to be normal people. We didn't want to forget where we came from and whom we were. Nor what for some of us what it was like to struggle or recall being in the middle class, the memories up here kept us real. We were proud of our heritage both from our lives on the moon and the previous one here on earth.
The red heels though, they were a special memory between Mamoru and I. One that I gave a summarized version to the girls and not the full length version. "Do me a favor. Clear the west wing. Endymion and I have some much needed alone time to have and I know he will be getting here in a few moments." I inform them. "Hai, his majesty has been busy with the duchess of Cambridge." Ami informed me.
"Hai, I know. Her husband being so sick lately mine has had no choice but to go through all of the paperwork. She is only one person after all." Serenity stated in understanding. The duchess being a good friend of hers and well on into her own pregnancy. Her husband had been sick for weeks now. He'd been unable to attend the last several dignitary meetings. It prompted the king's attention.
"From what I heard from Endymion yesterday when he got home the duke is recovering nicely. It seems the sickness was a stomach flu. He'd been so worried about his work though that he made himself sicker from it, prompting Endymion to go over and ensure matters in that district were taken care of. Though why he didn't send Nephrite is beyond me." Serenity muttered the last part out. "Nephrite was already busy with Jadeite in the south. Troubles with a foreign group that was resolved peacefully this morning." Rei assured.
Serenity nodded, "That's understandable. We do have a few rebel groups in the south that tend to get rowdy." I surmised. The girls agreed knowing how the rebellious groups felt about the peace, as if it weren't real. I sighed. You can't please everyone. We tried to reason with them but they kept insisting on us being bed people. But it was merely one group versus the majority. I know though that Endymion would prefer to reason with them.
It was why he placed Nephrite on it. His placating words with Jadeite's talk had soothed the rebels. Things always worked out. "Either way can you secure this section of the palace? I don't want any interruptions or for anyone to see me. Only Endymion can see this. Besides the last thing I need is for a passing maid to see what's about to happen." I indicated to my body, "You're going to pull a 'flamer' on him." Rei smirked.
"Hai. Endymion will get a shock that's for sure. Now go. I have to prepare myself anyways." I shushed them out. The girls giggled and left the room moments later. Last time I did this Endymion made it so I had to sit on a bag of peas for a few days. He wasn't one bit apologetic either. Looked very proud in himself on the matter back then. "Cocky ass he can be at times." I muttered out loud.
Stripping down I prepared myself and began strutting down the hallway of the palace. The red heels on my feet clicked against the cool marble floor. I heard my husband coming up and the doors behind him being sealed. This was going to be fun and interesting. "Endymion darling." I cooed. He looked up and dropped his briefcase. I smirked. He stood speechless on his suit and tie looking more business man than a king at the moment. "Like what you see?" hands on hips he got a full view.
Endymion POV
My mouth dropped. How did Serenity always manage to make me feel like a school boy about to lose his virginity? She looked radiant and sexy as hell. Standing in the buff with only those firey red heels on her. Hands on her hips and legs slightly spread…I felt myself rise to the occasion. "I ah…Serenity…" I muttered. My mouth went dry and looking her perfect body over. How could one not?
My Serenity wasn't your average Queen. After having our children she gain the right amount of weight in the right places. Her breasts were now a C cup, a small C but one none the less, she'd developed womanly curves in all the right places and was incredibly toned thanks to her days as Sailor Moon and her fight training with the girls to this day. My wife was a force to be reckoned with that was for sure.
Her hair had grown so long if it weren't for the odangoes her hair would drag on the floor and unknown to the rest of the court she wore blood red nail polish on her dainty little toes. The color sometimes was so dark it appeared nearly black. However they were covered up with heels that she knew what they did to me. I dropped my brief case. The sound clanked on the marble floor extra loud it seemed.
Her heels however read as though they were in charge of the evening. Fiery red they eluded sex appeal and made her look like a sex goddess. In these rare moments my wife could get me to drop to my knees and worship at her feet. I lived to serve her. Of course I'd do anything for her on a daily basis but this was a sexual fantasy we had started years ago. As long as she wore those heels no matter where we were the other, i.e. me, could take her wherever we were. Right now I wanted and would take her up against that marble wall she was standing next to.
"Hey, dear…" she taunted. I licked my lips, "Hai?" I struggled not to leap at her right now. The need to fuck my wife hard against the wall was beginning to overwhelm me. "Serenity…what are you thinking? You know what those shoes do to me." I loosened my tie. "Hai. I do. And this corridor is clear." She informed me. Smiled like a Cheshire cat I swept my wife up into my arms and pinned her to the wall.
I didn't kiss her just yet. I brushed our lips together but nothing more. It was part of the game we played. No kissing until I was inside of her. Instead of impaling her onto me I kept her feet grounded. Her red heels every movement clanked against the marble of the floor as I fell to my knees and dipped between her luscious folds. Glistening with need already I sucked her lips into my mouth.
She moaned and gripped my hair to hold me in place. "Right there." She directed. I lapped at her clit greedily. She whimpered in need. Her breasts beginning to heave, her nipples poking out, invitingly. I wanted to feast on them both but knew I couldn't. Not at the same time that is. So I settled for driving her crazy with my lips and tongue toying with her hot and wet center. The control hub for the rest of her body.
Sticking my tongue as far as I could inside her core I found her muscle around my muscle clenching unmistakably. I stopped and looked at her face. Flushed and ready for more. "Beg me." I demanded. Sticking a finger inside of her. She gasped. "Fuck you." Defiance in her eyes, part of the game. See how long she could last before succumbing to me. "Yeah I want to fuck you. Hard." I tell her. Kissing her core once then twice before rising back to my standing stance and pulling her bodily to me.
She let her body come to me but did not beg as I asked. "Beg me." I ordered. She raised her chin defiantly to me. "Fu - " her words were lost when I slid my finger between her legs and into her hot core. Slick as anything now she tried to ride my hand but I held the rest of her body pinned in place. She was unable to move without it being under my control. "Beg me. You know how good I can make this." As it was I was keeping her teetering on the edge and not letting her fall over that cliff into ecstasy.
I pinched her clit lightly. She whimpered. I grasped her breast. She pushed it into my hand. I watched as she bit her lip in frustration at not being able to come. "All you have to do is beg…" I taunted. Lightly brushing my fingers against her clit. So feather light that as sensitive as she was any harder and she would come…and she knew it. I prepared by unzipping my pants and letting my member breath for the first time today. Pinned in place she finally gave in, "FINE! Fuck me." she demanded.
I ground my thumb into her clit at the same time I pushed her against the wall, lifted her up and entered her hard and fast. Her legs to either side of my hips as I smashed my mouth against hers, "Baby…" I moaned out. My thick length was riding her hot writhing core. My hard member was trying with much difficulty to not drill a new hole into her. The point of these sessions was to still have love involved.
Not that I haven't fucked her hard before but these sessions were more about placement and passion rather than how. She grabbed onto my butt and began grinding herself into my ragged thrusts. As if she were trying to impale herself where I was taking things slowly. Dragging it out as she was trying to speed it up. I held her pinned once more to drag and prolong the pleasure, "No baby, my sweet Serenity, let the pace go, it'll be better." She only admitted defeat because of the intense pleasure I was providing.
I played with her clit once more as my hard cock sent enormous slams of intensity into her. I bit her lip to avoid coming on the spot from her tightening muscles. She knew where to hit me the best. "I want you're cum in me." She whisper heatedly in my ear. Her head flung back and pushed her breasts into me. I admired her gorgeous chest laid out in front of me like a banquet, one only I could feast at.
"I want it in you to." I breathe out. My thrusts taking on a heady sense of intensity, trying to delay the oncoming orgasm till later. Her one leg fell around my hip as the other, her knee cap rests ear my arm pit. Her heels trying to gain stability in the tempest of pleasure we were creating for one another. They were beginning to dig painfully into my backside but I lost that thought when she shifted and with it her muscle wrapped tighter around me.
I slammed my fist into the wall to gain back some control. Fuck. She knew where to hit me. I refused to give in. She clenched harder. I refused to give in. She gently and steadily lifted herself from me, just a little before slamming back down with her muscle fully clenched around me. It felt like having a vice grip on my penis now. I dipped my head into her shoulder and fought for control. I would win this.
This wasn't usually how our games went but now we were in the middle of war and trying to make the other cry uncle before unleashing one unto the other. She slammed twice more and had me biting badly at her neck. "Say it." She demanded. She gave me victory with her begging and now I would be giving her victory back. What can I say I knew my wife. So when she clenched as hard as possible around me I gave in and lunged at her.
"I don't beg, what I will do is fuck you long, hard and fast. Making you whimper with each pounding thrust. And when you squirm from the intensity of the pleasure I'm going to mark you once more." My promise to her. She groaned and clenched again. I buried my head into her neck and began a harder rhythm inside of her. My groin pressed so deeply within her, I felt my balls smashed against her folds. "Fuck baby." My hand cupped her ass before squeezing hard enough to issue a moan from her.
The other hand traveled to her breast. Cupping it before molding it in my hand. I couldn't suck on it or lick it, my pace to fast to do so. Instead I pinched her nipples. She whimpered, "More." She managed to get out. I pushed her right leg over my shoulder and began a steady serious of hard yet languid thrusts. Different from the previous ones. None the less she would be kept on edge. As I was.
Her inner muscles were begging me for reprieve. To push my hardness into her. I felt them trying to keep me seated deep within her. I wanted to be there. To never leave her hot, tight sheath. To feel her pulling on me. To never let go. But as we all know, all good things must come to an end. I could feel myself dying to come inside of her. To feel myself spurting deep inside of her.
I wanted to feel her walls, her muscles clenching harder around me as I felt her orgasm and come. As if taunting me with the pending release I knew was there she clenched both legs and pushed me against her body. I felt spikes against my back and grit my teeth knowing she was about to come. Her walls signaling it with her rapid spasms. It wasn't until she bit down on my ear that I released as well.
I let out a near battle cry as I grasped her hips and shucked her onto my length as I felt her spasms increase as I felt my seed rise and spray her insides. I groaned in bliss filled abandon and heard her cry out in hormonal need as we came down from our highs. It wasn't until I let her down that she was at her normal 5ft 5inch height. Her heels had fallen off at some point during our orgasm. "Remind me to invest in more shoes for you." I told her, gaining my breath back. I watched her smile.
"Well there are a pair of heels I was looking at but it's a bit to studded for these sessions." Her coy tone had me curious. So after getting her to our room without anyone seeing as she was still nude, she pulled up a picture of it over her phone and showed me. "I see." High heel, perfect, jacked up full of studs…looked a bit painful…for me that is. "Yeah that's the reason why I have not gotten them…yet." She knew the look on my face. What about these?" I asked her. Showing her the knee length boots.
They were definitely some come fuck me hooker boots. She gave me an amused smile, "Next time you see them I'll be wearing them." She confided. "You better." Though I had to admit the red heels she wore today surely did it for me. I'll never underestimate the power of red…at least the red of the moon. It really did give my moon queen an edge today with the red heels, "Next time." I muttered, clicking the order button.
