37. Pocketknife

2nd out of 5 in one shot upload.

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2 drabbles for this.

Warnings: Nil, unless you think further.

Disclaimer: Don't own Pocketknife and sailormoon.

Mamoru fiddled with the newly bought pocketknife, first flipping the short knife out, then flipping it back in.

He was bored to his wits.

There was nothing to do, all that needed to be done was done, and Usagi wasn't home yet. It was one of the rare days that Usagi was home later than himself and he had even taken that advantage to go shopping on his own. He got himself a new pocket knife to replace the smaller and not so sharp one he had been using previously and of course, he took the chance to buy a few more unmentionables as his Usako wasn't there to protest.

He turned the pocket knife over again, sighing. Having it was a convenience, especially when they were outdoors when she was wearing dresses. There were so many plans for this little knife.

The lock turned in the slot and Mamoru jumped up from his seat to open it, tucking his secret weapon into his pocket. The plans would have to wait. First he had to rip off the heavy jacket sitting on her shoulders.

Warnings: Sexual innuendo (I would suppose). Continuation of the above.

Usagi skipped along the street in her new red dress. It felt so sexy and flirty on her. No, wait. She knew it was sexy and flirty. Just by looking at the lust in Mamoru's eyes told her just how good it looked on her. Judging by the look on his face, if she didn't take him somewhere else public or home soon, his beast would come out and she would have nowhere to run to.

And it was too late. The chase proved too tempting for him, and he grabbed her and carried her to the nearest dark alley. His desires were at his peak, bursting with his passion for her.

A deep kiss and she all but melted into his touch. Usagi cursed herself for not having more control whenever she was being kisses by him but it took only his eyes to turn her into mush moreover a kiss. His lips found his way down her neck, peppering it with light kisses. She pushed her hands against him, trying to get him to stop, yet curling her fingers against his jacket, as though she never wanted him to stop.

A loud ripping sound broke the heat, startling them both. Usagi trembled as she looked back to see a long nail protruding out of the brick wall of the alley, and her lovely dress now had a long strip of fabric hanging by the ends. She was on the verge of tears when Mamoru hushed her with a light kiss, and smiled, flicking his new toy out.

With a few strokes of his hands, the dress was neatly trimmed, although it looked shorter than ever. Usagi watched on with dread, silently contemplating the entire situation.

"Mamo-chan, Why did you bring a pocket knife with you? You weren't going to cut the straps off my dress again, were you?" She eyed him with a suspicious glare.

"I….er….well…" Mamoru backed up against the wall. "It's faster!"

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