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First dates

Drabble 308

Usagi POV

I was still getting used to things. Having just found out I'm a sailor senshi that needs to find the others and then find this mysterious princess that needs to be protected is a lot to process. Even more so is the fact that the mysterious tuxedo mask came around and saved my life. I felt a connection to him I know I did, yet I also know I wouldn't get the opportunity to see him again till the next attack came along.

Who knew when that would be. I debated for so long on when I could see him again but not so much that I wished an attack would happen. No the longer that happened the more time I had to work out and be better for it. I was already beginning to train so now I just needed to – and that's when the bell dinged for another customer at the arcade, yet I knew who this one was. He was pretty prompt and routine.

I looked over from the booth I was in, finishing up my burger as I saw Mamoru walk in and greet Motoki. I didn't know how but somehow, I knew that Mamoru could be trusted, that I could rely on him…yet he barely knew me. I barely knew him yet I had this gut instinct that told me it was okay. So instead of shying away from him as I nearly did since we first met, I approached him for my plans going forward.

You see while I began to train I needed a sparing partner to handle being in combat more. My parents would ask questions if I asked to be a part of a martial arts class and I didn't want to answer those questions so instead I went to Mamoru. Thanks to Motoki he knew that he had taken several classes and had a few belts. This could aid me well if he could train me. So I sat in the booth by him.

He looked a little bit stunned to see me approach him as Motoki gave him his coffee, "Usagi." Motoki greets me as he nods. He was the reason why I knew Mamoru knew martial arts. I had asked him who he knew would could and would be willing to train me, though when he asked why I was asking I told him that everyone should be able to protect themselves and my parents would ask why and it wouldn't be a sufficient enough reason for them to send me to classes so this was another option.

Thankfully he agreed that I should be able to take a few courses if I wanted to and thus asked Mamoru to come in here today. I just didn't know what he'd want in return. I don't exactly have any credible skills to use to give him anything in return. I could only hope he'd be willing enough to do so out of the kindness of his heart. So when Motoki left to tend to other customers I asked him, "So how are you doing?"

A fairly common mundane question, "Motoki told me what you want." I looked to him, "Right straight to business." I purse my lips together, "And?" I ask hoping he'll be willing to teach me some moves. I need to be stronger so I can fight and be a better senshi. He looks to me, "Tell me one thing." He gently orders as he looks from his coffee to me, "Why?" I sigh, "I want to be able to protect myself better. I'm not always around others." His eyes narrow, "Who are you trying to protect yourself from?" he asked concerned.

I had to get him away from this line of questioning and granted what I've said so far is the truth it's not the WHOLE truth. "A girl's got to have her own back. Plus I could use the extra discipline and focus so I can do better in school. Martial arts teaches that." I say and it's the truth as most martial arts practices from what I've read teach this to help you better yourself as a person as well.

"Okay…" I smile in relief, "On one condition…" my smile falls short, "What's that?" did he want money? I only had my allowance to give him and that wasn't much at all. "A date." I had to lean in closer to make sure I heard that right, "Sorry did I hear that right?" I asked looking for confirmation as he looked me dead on and asked, "Did I stutter?" I leaned back stunned by the request, "A date with me?" I looked around the arcade.

"You could have a date with ANY girl and you want one with me?" it was no shocker that he could get any girl he wanted. Hell every time he came in here every girl would begin to swoon at his presence. He did have one that would take up the whole room and command it in a sense. He never seemed to notice it though which only made some of the girls more determined to get his attention onto themselves.

He put his coffee down and turned in his seat, "Is that a problem?" he asked as I shook my head no, "Not at all…I'm just surprised. I thought you'd want something physical." I watch his brow arch up at my words as I add on, "To hold…" when I see how his eyes begin to look me over I feel a heat spread through me and feel my cheeks flush with a new found heat. If I didn't know any better he was undressing me with his eyes.

While a part of me did enjoy it this was new to me so I added on again, "Something material." His eyes met mine again, "Meet me as my place at six, I'll be making dinner. We can discuss your training schedule then to." I nod unable to stop the redness in my cheeks from going down my neck as he takes another sip and puts some cash down before brushing a stray hair from my forehead to behind my ear.

"See you tonight Usagi." There was something so intimate about the small gesture. It felt far to intimate despite it being something to simple and barely there. "See you to…" though he had already left as I suddenly wanted to wear something nice tonight to see him. I suddenly felt excited and suddenly couldn't wait for this dinner. Smiling now that I had a date with Mamoru I went ahead and left my half eaten burger so that I could have room for whatever he cooked up as I went home to shower and change.

I sent a quick apology text to Motoki about leaving my food as I did but that I had something to do. Thankfully he was okay with it and didn't push as to why I had to leave so suddenly. When I got home I noticed how early it was so I did the homework that I could, the stuff that wouldn't take me to long and quickly showered before I changed into a nice apricot colored dress. It went to my knees barely and covered me up top just enough.

The crease was perfectly aligned with my breasts so it actually helped to give the allusion of more than what I had…or rather more than I was used to seeing. Yet I felt strangely happy that I was seeing this much myself. This wasn't just a first date for me this was me feeling like the starting of womanhood for me. Letting myself express my sexuality not really for him but to see it myself. Much like I saw it when I bought the dress.

It was form fitting and allowed me to feeling feminized and with no shame in my body. No shame in accepting that I looked beautiful even to myself. The more I saw how I appeared the more confident I was that maybe Mamoru saw something in me that even I didn't know I had myself. I smiled and left out feeling happy about this date now. So when I got to his place, thanking myself that Motoki was nice enough to give me the address, as I rang his buzzer. He let me in as I took the elevator to the floor he was on.

Once I reached it I looked for the number on the door. I rapt my knuckles against it once as he was already there. As if waiting for me. "Glad you came." He smiled and it was one of the few smiles I'd ever seen on his face. It made him look more attractive than the frown that sometimes marred his features. "Glad you invited me over." I could smell the cooking from here. My taste buds came alive as if I could already identify what he cooked.

"It occurred to me that I only know what you like to eat form the arcade." Mamoru started off, "So I tried to incorporate that into a meal for us to eat." I looked down and saw burgers and fries and couldn't help but say, "So you're feeding me my own lunch." He smiled, "Yeah I guess it was a bit played out but when I asked you over tonight, I neglected to think ahead on something other than what you were eating." I could tell he was a tad nervous now.

"Hey food is food and I am hungry." He smiled, "Then let us begin." From my understanding as we sat down first dates were at a restaurant or a coffee shop. Yet here we were at his home eating a nice casual dinner. He was dressed business casual so I did feel like a date yet it was easy to. I was glad for that. I didn't feel overly nervous as one might have thought to feel, instead we talked and enjoyed each other's company.

There were a few things we kept from each other. We didn't talk much about family as he was reserved on it, so I merely told him when he was ready to talk about it, I'd be here for him. This was a getting to know you date and I felt it in my heart of hearts that I could be free to be me with him. I got the sense that he felt that way towards me to as I felt like the man I was getting to know was the man that he kept form the world.

Even Motoki warned me that he could be pretty reserved and it took a lot for him to open up to people, yet I felt like he was opening up a great deal to me. So when we went from dinner table to couch to watch a movie we discovered that we really couldn't settle on one. Nothing made us want to click on watch now and there were plenty of movies to see. So we would up talking about other movies that we had seen and found out how movie we had seen that each other had seen to and ended up having a lively conversation about them.

So much so that we grew very comfortable being around the other and soon I found myself being pulled into his embrace as I willingly kissed him. It was my first kiss, yet it felt like we had before which made no sense. I think he could sense it to as he looked at me and smiled a strange smile of contentment. As if he were waiting for this. "I really like you a lot Usagi…" he tells me before he gives me another kiss.

I pull him in closer, "I like you a lot to…" and suddenly things felt like they were on fire as we embraced once more. The kissing grew more passionate as he maneuvered me till I was on my back and he on top of me. Gently of course yet his passion remained true to what we were both feeling as we both got swept up in the moment. When I felt our clothes begin to be shed off by us both it occurred to me that things were getting along pretty fast.

Mamoru must have sensed this as he slowed down. His shirt was across the room as the top half of my dress was around my waist, my bra with his shirt. He looked down at my breasts, the very ones he'd been sucking and nibbling on as I cried out in pleasure of it. "I think we might be getting carried away." He seemed reluctant to continue going. As if he were somehow taking advantage of me.

As he backed away I wrapped my legs around his waist and tightened them forcing him to come back towards me, "Who said to stop?" I asked him as I knew deep down that yes, despite this being our first date and despite us barely knowing each other, this felt right. Being with him felt right and it felt…it felt like I didn't want this to stop. It wasn't merely hormones talking, this was something deeper than that.

He looked into my eyes and asked, "Are you sure…? We don't have to do anything tonight." I smiled as I leaned upwards to kiss him, "Absolutely." He gave in and hoisted me up into his arms taking me to his bedroom. The next thing I felt was his soft sheets as he lowered me to his bed. I searched within myself and looked for any doubts, any lingering notions that told me to leave and I found none.

I wanted to be here. I wanted to be with him. As my dress is slowly taken off by his hands as I aid him in unzipping it, he sheds his pants and boxers as I see him fully. I at first wonder HOW I'll FIT him in but know that somehow, I will. I also have the distinct feeling that he'll ruin me for any other man that enters my path. This doesn't bother rather it fuels me to wanting to make this pleasurable for him to so that he sees me as being all of what he wants and nothing but me, perhaps its selfish but as I look into his eye's I know it's true.

Perhaps that's why he's currently buried between my legs, his head bobbing up and down as his tongue and teeth do a remarkable job at making me feel pleasure I've never felt before. "Your really good at that." I admit as I breath in deeply, letting the sensations course through me as he sucks lightly on my clit. "Helps when you're a bit of a voracious reader and want to know how to please the woman you're with…especially if you're working to convince her to want you and ONLY you…" I look down to see the expression in his eyes.

"Is this you telling me you want to be with me and JUST me?" I ask to be certain as he removes himself from between my legs revealing his very hard length to my stunned gaze. The weeping tip is enough to tell me that getting me off got him off as he's very pronounced. He pushes my legs further apart as I look upwards towards him. "Absolutely…but only if that's what you want, we can still stop here…I don't want you to feel pressured." He holds himself back and I can see that its taking great restraint to do so.

"Stop waiting to make me yours." I tell him as he smirks a tiny bit and sinks into me. Our bodies compress as he lightly holds me down, "This might hurt…are you sure?" he asks me. I look up at him, "Stop denying us what we want." I knew this was what I wanted, what he wanted. In seconds flat he slipped into me, his body holding me down as I felt the surge of pain that accompanied the breaking of my hymen, "Mamo!" I could barely get his name out as I inhaled deeply and breathed out.

He stayed still where he was. Not wanting to put me in any more pain than I was already in. as I moved around though, the shooting pain I was expecting to happen was more like a pinching nerve than anything. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. Yet he remained still wanting to wait till I gave the signal. My signal was simple. I flexed my legs around his waist and arched my back as I wordlessly begged for more.

He got the message loud and clear as he pulled out a small bit then thrust back inside of me. I gripped onto his shoulders as he went slowly at first. Wanting to make sure that I was able to handle the slow rhythm before he went faster and while I wanted to go faster, I was also enjoying this slow rhythm to. I wanted to feel him in me as long as possible, so I wasn't in a rush to make him sped up.

He thrust into me slowly, but before long we were both feeling the pressing need building within us. I could feel it within him as he gently pushed on each of my ankles to press them up and over his shoulders, making me feel like he was in me even deeper than before. I saw the look on his face as he felt himself slid in deeper. How it excited him to feel ever crevice of me as he started to pound away even harder than before.

"Usa!" he gasped as he wrapped his arms around me and continued to press himself deeper and deeper into me. The pressure was starting to get to me as I felt him surging within me. The control that we both had on our bodies to make this last longer was evaporating like boiling water does when on the stove for to long. Now it felt like we were on a collision course to each other. The slightest movement into me felt so damned good I wanted him to continue on this path, I wanted to feel all of him.

"Mamo!" I called out, my muscles trying to squeeze the life from him as he began to pound his way into me. His urges and my own preventing any hope of slowing this down from happening, "YES!" I cried out, my own hips matching his harsh rhythm as he lost control and started to full on slam himself into me. He peaked down at me as if briefly making sure I was okay and all I could do was look at him with passion and need.

I wanted this as much as he did. So in knowing that he slammed down harder into me, "Kami your so amazing!" he muttered as he pressed himself closer towards me, leaving no room for even air other than when he pulled the slightest bit out to thrust back in only to pull out more to thrust back in, wanting to feel all of me all along his shaft as he lost complete control and pounded into me like a jackhammer.

I could do nothing more than accept it as I was lost in the throws of pleasure and ecstasy. My mind drifted into the orgasm that took me away. As I called out for him, he cried out his own blinding end of it. My muscles clenching around him as he sprayed my insides with his seed, coating me as I felt my own fluid rush out of me. He collapsed onto me, his body still pumping the last of himself into me just as my muscles were repeatedly still clenching around him, "That was…" I had no words though.

It was amazing. "Yeah…it was." He muttered as he shifted us to our sides, not wanting to be parted from me just yet. Still intimately connected I felt only happiness in being here with him, "I've never done that before." I smile feeling a tad awkward. He smiles and kisses me, "Hopefully you'll only ever want to do it with me going forward. I'm not one for sharing." He tells me so I reply back, "Neither am I." he merely smiles, 'There is no other than yourself." We kiss again as I remember one thing.

"So, about the training…" he smiles, "I'll teach you whatever you want to know on one condition." I look at him, "I thought the date was the condition?" as he smile's he says, "For the first training session yeah…for continued sessions…" I knew it was his way of saying he wanted to still see me, so I said, "Whether it's for training or not I'm yours." He smiles and kisses me, "Same here." He assures me.