LoveInTheBattleField: thank you.

CassieRaven: glad you like it. Yeah it was a nice touch and fit in nicely. Yeah jealous Usagi Is kinda adorable. Lol oh it'll be good.

phillynz: oh it definitely does.

masterray5: yeah managed to work it out and yup sure did. Oh that'll be a good one to do when it comes up. 😊

Oreo596: yeah but I'm just glad I made it work. I honestly could barely remember them in girl forms only because the only seemingly difference was that they had the body of females form what I remember. Everything else was the same…I think. I don't remember them as well as that, and truly I think their only female forms were when they were transformed so I had to give a good reason as to WHY they were in female form when NOT transformed to fight.

5 reviews nice, lets see where this one gets us, working on the new story now as I finished the storyline so aiming for a November release. So hopefully after I get my own challenge prompt posted I'll be ready to put the new story up as well, so as always please read and review!

Role playing games

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Usagi POV

I was in an intense fight. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me as I was nearly gritting my teeth in anticipation. My focus torn between the numbers around me and the situation that I was in that didn't really allow for split focus for more than a few seconds at a time. My palms were beginning to sweat as I focused on the statistical numbers in front of me for a few seconds while I had them.

Okay…I told myself. Go time. I hit the button on the controller as I watched my RPG character battle a ridiculous amount of albino spiders. I HATED spiders with a passion. These things were the size of baby cows and jumped all around. My semi-automatic weapon only held so many rounds and I needed to keep up with how many there were to fight so I could reload promptly, I was just glad I had my PRG characters boyfriend in this round.

His character was not only easy on the eyes but tough as hell to boot…and had a romantic side for my character. Which is why in the game they were a couple. We were battling it out together and he had my back in the game. Always watching my six, as they termed it. It was nice to NOT have to watch my back with him around. I had to look at the statistic numbers way less with him around to I just had to keep up with my ammo and make sure that neither of us went into the red zone for life.

Once you were in the red you only had a few more hits to go before you were considered dead. I rarely hit the red zone with him with me. It's why I always got pumped full of adrenaline. It was exciting to actually gain momentum in the game at the arcade. It was the newest one in the long line of games that the company invested into and I was really good at this one. All you had to do was log into your online avatar to pull it up and you could play it anywhere.

You just had to make sure to log back out when you were done so no one could screw with your game stats. I had already upgraded to having better armor and weapons, which lead me to the hot boyfriend in the game which I got to choose to keep or just have as another part of the group or to toss out. I chose to have and I was glad I chose well cause he was good at what he did, well the character was good.

I don't know if anyone specifically was playing him on another computer or if it was merely the games created character playing out a statistical well thought out battlefield, didn't matter though, he was good. It's why I was currently praising him to Minako when she came in to see me play. Even she sometimes got into it but she got distracted by trying to chase boys in real time and while I knew I should do that to, I didn't want to chase boys, I wanted a man. Which is what I was trying to tell her now as I won the latest round.

I had to stop and put pause on it so I could explain him in more detail to her. Granted I wasn't facing the screen or anything but either way I was talking about the ideal type of man that he was, "I'm not sure you're getting it, he's great. He's sweet, he's romantic…" I pulled up some of his stats for her to see as we were around the corner from most of the patrons in the place, "I'm mean seriously…" I pointed though only she could see this.

Perhaps it was better that way, so no one could see that I preferred this type of guy, some who was created on paper versus a real guy that was probably only a little bit like him in life. That was just the luck of the draw though. Guys like him didn't really exist and those that did were taken or already married. Minako may flirt with them on occasion but it was more or less to see how faithful they were.

Once she'd find they were willing to flirt back and were in committed relationships she ducked out not wanting to be with someone who'd flirt with another so easily. No the guy in the game was one of a kind for a reason. He was smart, hot, flirty with my character and sometimes, as I was explaining to her now, sometimes, if I let my imagination wander and let myself be happy in that area for just a small bit I imagined it was really Mamoru who he was.

That we were the ones battling it out before Mamoru would take me back to the save point and have his way with me before he admit that he loved me. Or at least liked me and didn't see me as merely a friend. Or frienemy as he termed it at times. No alas that wasn't the case. Mamoru would always see me as Rei's wicked tongue friend whom he mocked frequently despite my attempts to be civil with him.

It's why I spent more time on the game lately, at least my characters boyfriend was sweet and nice to me. At least he, through the games avatar, looked at me and not through me. It felt in its own way like I was acknowledged. Not to mention my own avatar was modeled after myself in the features. It made it easier to see it even though I knew on every level it wasn't real it just made this nicer.

I just made sure Mamoru had no idea that I was playing this game or how I felt about it or him, I didn't need to give him any more fuel to mock me. So when he came over, ignoring Minako as she snubbed him anyways, she knew how he sometimes acted around me and wasn't his biggest fan as he asked me, "You going to Motoki's party?" remembering the party coming up I had been debating on it till I remembered I'd be able to play more and since the game wasn't available on a Xbox platform yet I had to give in and come here.

"Yeah…" I smiled as I muttered without really caring or thinking about it, "Maybe I'll get a chance to get to that point with Derk." I didn't understand the slight clouding that took over Mamoru's features. He almost looked jealous but I waved that off. He of all people couldn't be jealous. Especially not over me. "That who you were talking about earlier?" I flushed a pink realized he overheard me.

Instead of feeling shame over it, which I did I merely said, "Yeah…and?" as I tried to seem cool and aloof instead. This seemed to only agitate him further as he walked away. If anything his actions only further confused me as I wondered why he was all of a sudden acting so strange. I decided to ignore it for now as I went back to the game. I would probably find out in a few days either way.

Mamoru POV

I had to figure out a way to win her over. Hearing her talking about how great this Derk was made me realize something about myself that I had been unwilling to accept for a while since I was a stubborn mule, as Motoki put it. I liked Usagi, not just as a friend though, but as a person I wanted to be with. It hit me like a ton of bricks as I hear her talking passionately about this guy whom I had never heard of before.

When did I start to like her? Or better yet why did it take her talking to this only guy for me to come to this revelation? Motoki laughed at me as I tried to avoid sounding like a jealous boyfriend when she was obviously clueless to my personal revelations. It was present on her face as she looked so day-dreamy about him that I wanted to strangle this Derk for capturing her attention while I could have had it.

So devised a plan of action for her on the night of the party. She would get romanced and swept off of her feet, I would make her forget all about him and when he came around she's be with me. Period. Point. Blank. Thing was I normally didn't steal another guys girl, I hated it to be honest but being that this also seemed pretty new for them I figured this was bending the rules on the cusp point.

So on the night that I saw her at the party I surrounded her. I made sure that no other guy got within arm's length of her over than Motoki as he only did see her as a friend slash sister. I could tell she was stunned by my actions and now regretted being so distant with her before this evening. I made sure to talk with her, converse with her on different things. "So you went with the hot ice method for the science project." I noted.

She had been willing enough after I coaxed it out of her to tell me about her science project, "Yeah, I remember Ami showing it to me weeks prior as she had decided against doing it in favor of something a little higher up the food chain of science works. The thing is though, after I did it at home it actually thrilled me that I could do something 'sceincy' on my own and successfully to. So I did it for my project and got a B+." she looked so happy that I couldn't help but smile with her.

"You should be proud, getting the right temperatures to make that happen isn't easy." I complimented and swallowed the sarcastic remark I had for it instead. "Oh not only that but also the fact that I had to have it in a safe see through container so I could easily present it at school. It's why I was so glad Motoki was throwing this party, to me this is my treat to myself for a job well done." I handed her a cookie from the table of goodies as I said, "I'm glad you came. Would you like to dance?" I asked her.

She looked stunned by blushed and accepted my hand as I took her out onto the dance floor. We only danced to one song really but it felt like it lasted longer than it should have yet I was never more grateful as it gave me a chance to have her in my arms. It was towards the end of the song that she asked me, "What changed?" I looked at her in question, "You seem to go from barely liking me to actually acknowledging me and talking to me."

I felt bad for how I'd acted so instead of telling her everything I simply tell her, "I always liked you, probably more than I should…" I could tell she wanted to know more but my heart was beating faster at the prospect of what I would say in answer so I did the next best thing…I kissed her. It was lightly…at first, but then it got more passionate as things between us heated up. I pulled her flush against me as I gently guided us away from the dance floor and towards the area near the back room so we could have a tinge more privacy.

I hadn't expected things to get that intense out there. Apparently there was more passion between us that I could have anticipated. When she opened her eyes I saw the level of want in them for me and I cursed myself for letting us go this long without acting on it beforehand. I kissed her again and slipped my tongue in feeling her battle mine as we somehow wound up vying for dominance. It was so heated that I couldn't stop the muffled groan from escaping from between us as I felt her suck my lower lip between her teeth.

When she let go I felt my body react before she or even I could think twice as I pulled her with me into the back room, flicked the light on, shut the door and turned the lock. It seemed now neither of us were thinking on it and I wanted badly, deeply to mark her before she remembered about that Derk guy. I would make her mine tonight. We went with our instincts as clothing started to fall off.

I saw her lacy bra and panties, a nice little faded pink set that had me springing to life more than I already was. She looked down and even though I felt proud that I caused that 'OH MY!' expression on her face I also didn't want to scare her with how well-endowed I was so imagine my shock when she instead of being intimidated by it she was in fact taken in by it as she placed her hand over him and started to pump him herself.

I went from feeling like the intimidator, unintentionally of course, to feeling like I was in the palm of her hand. In seconds flat I was at her mercy and I felt nothing but joy as she worked her hand around me. Figuring me out as I enjoyed every torturous millisecond of her actions. I couldn't stop the pre-cum from leaking out of the head as I moved her away so I could have access to her own heated core.

Propping her up on the table in the back as I dove my head between her legs and regained some semblance of control only to lose it again at her taste. Her sounds were merely music to my ears as I lapped and suckled at her most sensitive parts. My tongue going in deeper than I had ever been with a woman as my hands held her writhing form in place on the table. Her sounds turning into pleas for me to never stop.

While I didn't want to I really didn't want to not know what she felt like inside. Grabbing at my wallet I found the foil package as I ripped it open, nearly destroying the contents on contact as I slipped it on and pressed myself into her, it was then that I felt her wall. That virgin wall as I looked up at her and was fully prepared to painfully stop when she clutched at me with all her might, "Don't you DARE stop."

I was silently torn about whether to continue or not despite her request until she made it obvious what her choice was. Using her heels she dug them in and forced me into her, breaking through that barrier within her as I gasped at the insurmountable pleasure being in her gave me. I had never felt so much pleasure being with a woman before. Never felt my cock ready to cum on the spot and having to force myself to stay still or risk ruining everything on the spot, "Got it. Loud and clear." I muttered.

I had to grip onto the table tightly just so that I could maintain some semblance of control over my own body as being in her just made me want to lose it and plow into her till we both screamed. I knew I couldn't do that though. Not only were there people outside but as much as I wanted to hear her scream I'd rather it be in my bed where I could hear it and NOT worry about someone interrupting us.

Just the thought of having her in my bed made me grunt for more as I felt her muscles tighten up around me. Her legs clenching tightly as I moved slowly within her. Her sounds were of pleas that were begging me to give it to her. I had to reign myself in so I didn't hurt her with my strength, so instead I went in at it slowly but strongly. I knew I could only hold back so much for so long but damn it if she didn't tempt me at every sound that came from her. It was almost like a sirens call as her voice carried.

Part of me was worried about others hearing her as I pressed myself into her repeatedly, felt her muscles tighten around me as I pushed in and out, enjoying her tight wet heat as I moaned at the sensations surrounding me. It truly felt like I was in heaven as I felt her walls caressing me like liquid silk. It was hard, no pun intended, to go at the steady pace I was at without losing it and steamrolling into her.

Especially when she made those encouraging moans and pulled me in repeatedly. I finally had to stop her by pulling her legs out from around me and push them up over my shoulders only to have her pull me in even closer as I repeatedly pushed my length into her. Her own wetness was seeping between us as I could feel it surround me. It was hot and intense as I started to pound harder and faster inside of her.

When her hands flew up to the sides of her head and her breasts moved at every thrust from me into her I couldn't handle it anymore. If I was going to last another second I needed to change the pace and position. So I did what I could, I flipped her over still on my hard length causing her to moan out louder than ever, as I then wrapped her legs around my waist from behind. Now I was present with her scrumptious well rounded rear.

As if her perky delicious looking breasts weren't enough of a temptation, her amazingly shaped ass was quite the sight to behold. I couldn't stop myself from caressing it as I watched it jiggle just a little bit. The flesh so inviting that when I slapped my hand down on it and heard her cry out my name I felt a thrill unlike any other before it. I slapped it down several more times each one eliciting another gasp as her muscles tightened up around me.

Her legs eventually tightened up to, wanting to feel me in her deeper as I kept up the same pushing pace. I kept going and as much as I wanted to keep this up I wanted to watch her face as she came. I unwrapped her legs yet again from around me as I then watched her face, as aroused and as shocked as she was, react as I pushed back in and saw her light up at having me in her sights again.

Her breasts were jiggling again at each thrust as her muscles inside tightened up and this time they were unrelenting as I found I couldn't stop now. I leaned over as I kept plowing in, losing that last shred of control as I plummet over the edge, coming hard into her against the condom as she clenches and clamps down around me. The orgasm is intense enough to render me dizzy for a few moments once I come.

I can feel hers slowly coming back down to, her breathing starting to even out from the nearly hyperventilating status she was at. Feeling her own orgasm had been mind boggling as she was incredible in her intensity. Once we had brain function back again, or at least some of it she asked me, "You never did answer my question of why? Not that I'm complaining." I sigh and give up, "I wanted to show you that I'm a better fit for you than Derk." The look of utter confusion hits her face.

Before I can tell her that I know about him she starts to laugh. Like out loud laughing. Not exactly the response a guy looks for after having the best sex of his life with the girl he never knew how much he really liked let alone didn't know he secretly loved. "Sorry it's just to funny. You were jealous of Derk?!" I went to pull out but her laugher is causing the muscles to contract again and ridiculously enough I'm turned on still.

So when she says, "That's sweet of you but he's a character in this RPG I've been playing. He's not real." That's when it hits me. The few times that I overheard her she was playing a game at the arcade, I just never connected the two. I thought Derk was another guy I had no idea he was fake and from the look on her face she had no idea that I though he was real. Now I really felt like an idiot. Before I could get pissed at myself for it I remind myself…you still got the girl! So instead I smile and say, "Good cause I'm not one for sharing." As I kiss her.