Dark Kingdom 56
The fine dust tickled her nose. She struggled to suppress the looming sneeze.
"Shall I help you?", Makoto asked standing in the doorway.
"You don't need to. I'm almost done."
Usagi knew that her friend had only asked the question out of politeness. No one liked the security service and no one would have done it voluntarily. It was just too boring and definitely exhausting to sacrifice a whole hour after school to clean the classroom.
Usagi could also imagine far better. How much she would like to go to her regular café and treat herself to one of her beloved milkshakes. Just let her mind wander like a normal teenager.
"All right. Then I'll go to training now. I'll see you tomorrow.", her friend said goodbye.
Usagi went back to her work, sweeping up the dirt that the students had trodden in during the day.
If only it was that easy to just be able to sweep her thoughts away. Sweep all her worries, fears and problems in a small shovel and dispose of them in the nearest trash can. And then start all over again. Without any creepy mafia members or creepy contract killers.
But then she wouldn't get to know Mamoru either.
In itself, it all started with his appearance. It was only since he entered her life that events had rolled over. Maybe Naru would never have met Sapphire if Usagi hadn't been so distracted by Mamoru at this damn club.
Then her best friend would still be here. And now would help her clean up while they talked about the latest gossip.
She missed that time.
Sighing, she turned to the table. Just wipe them off and then everything would finally be ready.
Her heart almost stopped when suddenly a figure appeared in front of her.
"Mamoru!", She automatically took a step back from him. "What are you doing here? This is a school."
"Don't tell me." , came the dry answer.
"I mean .." Usagi cleared her throat. Why was she always so nervous around him? And why did he always turn up exactly when she racked her mind about him again? Was that a stupid prank of the universe to drive her crazy or did he sense her insecurity? Maybe he could smell it. Like a wild animal that could smell fear.
"You can't just come over here. What if a teacher sees you?" , she tried to argue.
"At this time?"
ok, that was a good throw-in. Most of the teachers couldn't leave the building fast enough after school. After all, they knew after all that their students would still clean everything up. And if she looked at Mamoru like that, he wouldn't even have been noticed. He looked almost like a teacher himself in his black suit and white shirt. Only the loveless, half-opened tie destroyed the narrow-minded image. Why was he walking around like that? You'd think he'd been at a funeral.
Or was he doing one of his all too familiar jobs again?
She wanted to look in his pockets to find the telltale black leather gloves.
"And what do you want here then? Help me with cleaning?", Grinning, also to loosen up the tense atmosphere, she held out the broom to her opposite, who took it immediately. She secretly looked forward to the sight of a Mamorus sweeping across the room. The suit would make it all more silly.
But her hope was quickly dashed when the black-haired man carelessly tossed the broom aside.
"Not really." , he replied in a deep voice as he came up to her. His facial expressions seemed frozen. The dark eyes fixed her.
Usagi was irritated, took a step back to be on the safe side and bumped her butt against the large staff table.
What was that supposed to mean? Something on the other person's face struck her as strange, alarming. She had rarely seen Mamoru so cold and downright frightening. At least not to her.
"why are you ignoring my command?" ,he asked coldly.
"Command? Well, listen ..", the snotty answer struck her as he got closer and surrounded her with his arms at the table.
"What did you do at the Black Moon?"
The hair on the back of Usagi's neck stood up. The question was like a bucket of ice-cold water unexpectedly discharged over her.
"I ..." , she started nervously. What should she tell him? How did he even know about it? Had Diamond betrayed her after all? Had he told Mamoru about the kiss?
He looked at her expectantly. His eyes seemed to have darkened, were now almost black. It always happened when he showed that other dark side of himself.
Usagi swallowed hard before she finally replied, "I spoke to Diamond."
"Your new best friend?", asked Mamoru cynically.
"No, why should he?" , she said indignantly, then paused.
"Are you jealous?" Gosh, why did she irritate him too?
"Do I have any reason to?"
These words threw Usagi completely off track. As if in slow motion, her mental images ran before her inner eye.
Diamond's half-naked body, his penetrating gaze. The kiss.
The goddamn kiss.
How should she explain this to Mamoru? Should she even confess to him? After all, it was just a stupid kiss.
"Usagi?"
"Yes! I mean no.", she cleared her throat, embarrassed. "Of course not."
"Your ears are turning red."
Crap. She just couldn't lie.
"Sunburn," she replied quickly, avoiding his gaze.
"Only on the ears?", Mamoru of course raised his eyebrows in disbelief. No wonder. Who would believe such nonsense?
"What did you want from Diamond?" , he asked further. His face was so close now that she was already uncomfortable.
"I asked him if he could help me. About Naru."
The palms of her hands were already so damp that she could barely cling to the table top.
"And? Can he?"
She nodded, "A little. He told me where she is likely."
"Did he just tell you that?" Mamoru's voice dripped with sarcasm. When Usagi just nodded silently, he added, "I know Diamond. He doesn't do anything if he can't benefit from it."
"Nothing more happened.", Usagi understood while she said the words that she had just given herself away. She bit her lip, startled.
"What did he want?"
Mamoru's gaze grew more intense. And Usagi felt more and more uncomfortable under it. She remembered who was actually standing in front of her. And what kind of strength this man could develop.
"Sex?"
"No!"
She shook her head in shock. "I would never have done that!"
Her opposite looked at her expectantly and she knew that he wouldn't give in until she had finally confessed everything to him.
"Just a kiss." ,she whispered almost silently.
"Say that again." , he admonished her.
Didn't he understand her? She didn't want to say that again. Then he should have just listened better.
"Repeat it!" , his voice grew loud. And cold.
Usagi winced, startled.
"Just a kiss, damn it!" , she yelled at him just as loudly. She hated it when somone yelled at her.
"Where to?", Mamoru's voice was normal again, even if it was still so icy that it sent a shiver down her spine.
"How where? on the mouth." What a stupid question.
He fixed her with narrowed eyes.
"Are you trying to provoke me?"
"What? No! It was stupid, okay?" Her stomach contracted as she tried to justify herself somehow.
Mamoru said nothing more. He just looked at her carefully. Usagi got hot and cold at the same time, she felt incredibly uncomfortable and just wanted to leave. That just didn't work, as there was Mamoru's arm to her left and right.
"Mamoru.", she whispered carefully. Did he really have to stand and look at her? She felt guilty enough anyway. Couldn't he just yell at her again and then it was good? Or was he just wondering what to do with her.
Damn it, he was probably so mad and disappointed that he would break up with her without further ado. Or, worse, just kill her.
Alarmed, it occurred to her that Mamoru was not only her boyfriend, but also a killer. He could just knock her over and probably make it look like an accident.
While she was still wondering what might be on her tombstone, Mamoru grabbed her hips and placed her on the cold tabletop.
"What do you have..."
, she was interrupted when he almost roughly pulled the back of her head towards him and pressed his lips to hers.
What was that supposed to mean now? Just a moment ago he seemed angry with her and now he kissed her with a passion and intensity that she had never seen before.
He didn't allow resistance, forced her to open her mouth and let his tongue in. He ran his hands under her top, then pushed it up impetuously.
"Mamoru, wait." Usagi gasped. But that didn't stop him either.
Just his gaze was enough to silence her.
Her heart raced as he licked her neck. That shouldn't be true, what had gotten into him?
Startled, she sucked in air when he finally pushed her bra up and ran his fingers over her breasts. This irritation alone caused unfamiliar sounds to escape her throat. When Mamoru ran over her erect nipples and even took them between his fingers, she groaned loudly.
Oh god, if someone came now. Some student wandering the hallways. A look through the half-open eyes told her that the classroom door was ajar.
Usagi clasped her mouth convulsively, but she couldn't keep her gasp from filling the room, especially when Mamoru also used his tongue to seemingly completely maddened her.
She had wished for this closeness, longed for it endlessly. But not here. Not in such a public place and shortly after an argument.
Mamoru didn't let her unspoken objections dissuade her, continued to suckle her breasts and explored her body with his hands. He pushed her legs apart, pulled her skirt up and greedily ran it up her thighs.
When she felt his fingertips on her pleasure center , she held her breath.
The whole time her head was telling her that it was utter madness and that she should call stop immediately. But her body was already so hot and excited that she could hardly concentrate.
Mamoru bowed her head, licked her stomach.
Has he had enough? Or had he come to his senses himself and decided that this action was actually a huge and really stupid mistake.
Usagi searched his gaze. She froze when she saw the look in his eyes.
No, he was definitely not going to stop. The way he looked at her, she knew instantly what he was up to.
"No, you can't ..." she stuttered, shocked. But she knew it was too late before she could even finish her sentence.
Mamoru spread her thighs and sank his face between them.
Usagi gave a startled gasp when she felt his lips on the inside of her thigh. His tongue wandered incessantly upwards and finally he pushed her panties aside.
Great god.
Her insides contracted, with every little movement she groaned loudly and the almost unbearable heat seemed to spread in the middle of her body.
What was he doing with her?
No matter what it was, it felt incredibly good. And it got better by the second. Her insides vibrated under his tongue and her voice trembled incessantly.
She stretched out towards him, enjoying the burgeoning hot wave that gradually reared up in her body. She was about to be overrun by it. It would be time at any moment.
One last time she struggled for breath, stiffened her body convulsively and finally screamed almost loudly when the heat exploded and carried everything with it.
Usagi had closed her eyes and saw only stars. Everything was spinning, but she had never been so happy.
Was that what everyone was always talking about? That feeling that made you float on clouds?
She leaned back, but eventually let herself slide onto the tabletop when she felt her arms give way.
The cool wood was comfortable on her heated skin.
Mamoru leaned over her. She felt an urgent need to kiss him, but he withdrew from her embrace.
She opened her eyes with a frown. Looked straight into his face. A light film of sweat shone on his forehead and his eyes were still dark, but it was no longer the frightening black it had been before.
"You will never get this close to him again." , he said softly.
Usagi just nodded silently. She knew it wasn't a request, it really was a command this time.
Before she could answer anything, he straightened up and disappeared through the door.
"But ...", Usagi took a deep breath, rubbed her pony.
It was just too much for her.