LoveInTheBattleField: happy mother's day to you as well…well belated mother's day.

Oreo596: oddly enough mine to. Thank you I was hoping it would get across that she was able to do so so that he would get it and let go.

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Make up date

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Mamoru POV

I was feeling frustrated. More so than ever before. Even my own class finals didn't have me wanting to snap at everyone as I had been. Even Usagi got the brunt end of it this morning and a small bit of it, last night. I felt bad, I did, yet my own ego wouldn't let me apologize to her just yet. So here I sat at the arcade as I sipped at my coffee. "So, you finally went out with Usagi how'd it go?" Motoki asks.

I sighed, "Let's see it started out great enough, we went rock climbing at one of those indoor places, I took her for dinner where I could feel things moving along." he nods as he wipes down the counter. So when we got back to my place things did start to heat up...and then..." I spread my hands out to hope he could understand my dilemma I had. He looked at me, "And then?" his question had me nearly moaning in agitation.

Yet I refrained, "I couldn't get things to...I mean I really wanted to...she was beautiful I just..." I tried to emphasize with my face what I was trying to tell him. The last thing any guy wants to admit to is getting a floppy disk when in bed with a hot woman and by all the graces out there for my fifth date with Usagi, with her even putting on lingerie to commence the night I was all into it. She even did things with her tongue that made me jerking up into her mouth nearly gaging her that's how good she was.

Yet despite the repeat attempts, despite the several times that she wrapped her tongue around my member, I couldn't keep things hard for very long. I kept getting her worked up to yet I couldn't get things to stay hard...not even once. "What are you talking about?" he asked me as I leaned in and tried to ask lowly, "Have you ever gotten a floppy?" my voice had to have been so low that teachers would have been proud of the six inch voice.

He looks off for a moment taking my words into consideration. "Floppy?" he asks as I nod my head slowly. He keeps looking off, "Floppy?" he repeats as he wipes down the counter, "You know a floppy." I tried as it didn't seem to pass easily onto his face till it finally hit him, "Oh floppy! Wait you seriously couldn't get it up?!" his voice much louder than I wanted to hear that being said.

I waved at him to keep his voice down, "You seriously couldn't get it up?" he lowers his voice as the other patrons go from looking at us to back to their own food. "No I couldn't and trust me she worked at it several times." I could see the 'TMI' moment for Motoki as I refrained from divulging to many details about Usagi's technics so instead I said, "Point is no matter what either of us did I couldn't get it up."

I saw the expression on his face as he mulled this over before replying, "Yeah man that only happened to me once." this was good news though, "What'd you do?" I asked him eager for some type of advice to use. "Did it anyways." he shrugged and went to another customer as I tried to figure out how he could have done THAT. I finally rolled my eyes and once he was done asked him, "How?" he leans in near conspiratorially, "Look at that rate just use your fingers to take care of her then jerk off later."

It's not really a save all but it's something. "Besides what was going on with you? Why couldn't you get it up?" I groaned as I leaned my head towards the counter, "I got stuck in my own head. I wanted this night to go so well knowing that both she and I wanted this to happen that I put too much pressure on the night and wound up drinking several beers that while yes loosened me up ended with me not being able to perform certain functions."

My admittance has him nodding, "Yeah alcohol can do that to you. Especially if you have to use the men's frequently." his words have me sighing, "And that's exactly what I did to...twice." I felt like I really messed this up, "What didn't help was that by nearly 2am she was tired and I still felt wired so I tried to have a conversation with her while snuggling with her but she literally just passed out." I then see Motoki looking at me.

"Well she does have class today, it stands to reason she'd be tired." he pointed out, "I know and I was trying to be understanding of that to, but neither of us are morning people so when she had to leave out the next morning having gotten maybe a few hours of sleep, I might have gotten a little complainy and snippy which resulted her in her getting snippy back." I could see the disappointment on Motoki's face.

"So basically, you couldn't get your motor running, your ego took a bruise and instead of still working with it you took it out on her, verbally. That about cover it?" he asks wiping the counter down as I pursed my lips before answering, "Yeah that's pretty much how it happened. I've just never had it happen before and she was so ready and there and with me in the moment." He merely quirks a brow at me.

"You need to make it up to her." I nod at his words, "I know, I'm just so frustrated still. It's been weeks since things have been released." I note as he looks at me again with a TMI moment on his face, "Fine my point is I don't know how to make it up to her. For some reason whenever things are about to happen it's like I feel this pressure that if I don't do things perfectly, she won't have a great first time to remember."

"That's where your problem begins." Motoki stopped wiping the counter and leaned in towards me, "You've got to stop trying to make it perfect and just make it right for the two of you. That's what makes the sex for the first time between a couple memorable. It's about being in the moment with the person you have such strong feelings for that you can't image being with anyone else." I nod seeing his point

"Invite her over, give her a sweet and charming at home dinner, enjoy your time with her and let things hit the curves as they do. This is something you both want so there's no need to feel pressure cause guess what, you don't know if she's pressuring herself to make sure things are good for you. Be there in the moment for her as she is for you and you'll be out of your head space and able to be there in the moment with her." I take all this advice in as I pull my wallet out and hand him some yen, "Thanks." before heading out.

It's a few hours later when I have her come over for a homemade dinner. I made her one of her new favorites when we went out to a restaurant recently and found the recipe online to make it myself. Not that it was easy, I found making sure the sauce being cooked just right was the hardest part since I had to make sure it didn't burn on the bottom of the pan. Thank whoever invented youtube so I could watch the tutorial on it.

Saved my night to know to NOT leave the sauce un-attended for more than a minute while it cooked in the pan. When the steak was done and the sauce cooked she came on over, slipped off her shoes and joined me at the dinner table. "Mmm…Mamoru this is so good. I can't believe you were able to recreate this." I watched her face over the dinner I made and was both pleased and slightly, stupidly jealous.

She was gorging on it almost yet at the same time savoring it and suddenly I wanted that mouth to do that to me. I couldn't help but enjoy watching her eat as I felt myself getting riled up at how she licked her lips to catch the droplets of sauce. How she moaned just a little bit to enjoy the taste in her mouth. How could watching her eat turn me on? We did talk a little bit, but I was enjoying the little show so much I lost where I was in the conversation.

So when she asked if I agreed I looked right back at her and said instead, "I trust your judgement on it." She looked to me with a quirked brow and asked, "You trust my judgement on taking any leftovers home to go when I leave?" I went a tad red in the face as yeah that didn't make a lot of sense. I couldn't help but laugh in embarrassment, "Sorry what I meant was you can take any leftovers you want." She was still looking at me oddly.

"What's up with you this evening? You seem to be a bit withdrawn. You okay?" she asks her concern noted in her voice that I can't ignore. I dinner finished now anyways I smile to her, "I'm actually very, very fine." She looks over, "Then what's going on?" she asked not letting it go. I instead get up from the table and hold out my hand to take hers. She puts her hand into mine as I pull her up and into my arms.

Wrapping them around her she wraps hers around me and feels as my lips take over and prod hers for entry into her mouth. Opening up the kiss deepens as I press her closer into me. I slowly back her up till she hits the couch and unable to stop myself I bend at the knees and pick her up by the backs of her legs. She lets out a startled yelp of pleasure as I continue to kiss her as she wraps her legs around my waist.

I let the trail go down to where her breasts are and as I settle her a little bit on the top of the couch I pull her dress down to reveal her very ready for my attention breasts. The nipples perk up a bit right before I go to town on them. I pull at the rest of the dress to go down but find that if I'm going to do this I need a better placement than the top of the couch. However, I'm not given long to think about it as she snakes her hand into my pants, bypasses my belt, finds and grips onto his definitely now rigid form.

I gasp and pause in my efforts as she starts to pump him up and down. The motions are so intense that I can't help but stop and get lost in the sensations. Her hand works magic as I can't help but jerk my hips up towards her. as I feel pre-cum begin to leak out I shudder just a bit and realize if I don't get the control back this will not only happen but much sooner than I want it to, so I force myself to move, taking her hand off and tell her, "Next time…right now though…" I let the sentence trail off as I haul her into my arms.

I aim to take her to my bedroom only to have her say, "How about on the terrace?" I look out the glass door of it and without even thinking head there instead. Its even now so the first stars of the night sky are becoming more illuminant. I drape her over the slightly cushioned lounge seat I have out there and instead of climbing over her I slowly push the bottom half of her dress up, spread her legs and begin to enjoy her sweet taste.

I can hear her sounds as I eat her out. My fingers find their way in and soon I can feel her walls beginning to undulate around me. She begins to flood my mouth with her flavor as I can sense she's nearing her own climactic ending. Yet now I feel the need hitting me with full force, it also helps that she's whimpering for me to fill her up. Unable to deny her any longer I push my own pants down and find him now only ready but aching like crazy to be inside of her tight hot sheath that I know is going to be amazing.

Before I can psych myself out again, I rip open a condom from my pocket and push it onto my very hard length that's just begging to be inside of her. Within seconds I mount her, feeling her trying to undo the buttons of my shirt as I push forward and feel the slight tearing of her wall as she's opened up to me. I hear her gasp and see the pinch of pain on her face as her body accepts my girth into her.

I can feel her muscles taking me in as she looks me in the eyes, "Mamo…" she gasps as her muscles involuntarily contract around me as if to feel me all over. It's the most incredible sensation I've ever felt in my life to be inside of her. I honestly don't ever want to leave this and yet as I feel the muscles giving me tiny little movement's I can feel her movements on the outside, her body responding to me inside of her.

It's the most glorious feeling as I revel in it. I'm not even bothered by the idea that anyone with binoculars or a telescope or within range can see us. All I can feel or think about is being seated so deeply inside of her. Let them see how happy I am with her and how much pleasure she's getting from this. I'm enjoying seeing it myself. Watching her face react as I plunge into her heated depths slowly.

Knowing that I'm giving her such pleasure makes me feel more confident within myself to press forward. I hook a leg up over my shoulder and press a bit more insistently into her, feeling her muscles grip onto me. I push myself more against her than before, feeling her naked breasts pressing into my own chest. I feel her tear at my dress shirt to get it off. Once done she rakes her nails across my back and even though there's a slight amount of pain in it, I can't help but smirk at the knowledge that I'm doing this to her.

I lean upwards and see her own grin as she breaths in deeply, her breasts rising and falling as I continue to plunge into her. yet I still want to give her something more. I want this experience to be better than anything she's ever dreamed of before. I watch her head fall back and happen to see the metal of the railing. My eyes follow it up till I see its obviously pretty secure especially being so high up.

I look and notice that the spacing of the spokes going up are also workable. Getting an idea. I wrap her legs secure around my waist and haul us both up from the lounging chair we were previously in. It's difficult to even think straight right now considering but I want to do this. I want to make this memorable for years to come for us both. I then just barely sit my rear down on the railing.

I can feel its sturdiness as I sit down and feel her legs disentangle from my back for a moment realizing what's going on. "Mamo…?" she questions, "Do you trust me?" I ask her, feeling myself still seated deeply within her. I watch her smile and nod her head, "Yeah." I smile and once I have my legs secured and wrapped up in the spokes of the railing parts I press her down on to me.

There's a new thrill in the air now. Seeing the lights from below as well as above and all around us I sense her giving into this new experience and riding me as I take her with me. I hold her close to maintain her own equilibrium as we slowly loose ourselves to this passion and enjoy it with as much fever as possible. Her muscles take me in and make me feel ready to burst yet I refuse to as I don't want to come till she has.

I see the expression change on her face as she rides me even harder than before. The small pain of being wrapped around the metal is nothing compared to the pleasure of being inside of her. I can practically feel her own orgasm hitting her as I feel myself reaching my own. She when she begins to jerk a bit, I can't help but slam home, three, four times into her as I cum hard. Hers hits at the same time as she grips me so tightly that I have trouble seeing her and not just stars. I make sure to lean towards her afterwards so neither of us is at risk.

Once the orgasm passes through us I get off the railing and with her still attached to me I walk her back inside and lay her down gently on the couch before settling in back behind her. it hits me once I lay down that my energy is now gone but its so delightful that I can't help but simply hold her and feel like I won the greatest prize a man could win. So when she turns her head to look at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers I can't help the remnants of the passion still in me as I kiss her passionately.

"That was…incredible." She sighs as I can't help but feel my male pride swell a bit. "You were incredible." She was to. Everything about her was amazing tonight. "You make me incredible." I added on as she smiled at me, "We make each other incredible." She notes as she kisses me. I give in and enjoy every moment of it. I was just glad that she didn't bring up what happened the last time, hopefully this MORE than makes up for that. "Out of curiosity what happened last time?" her question makes my eyes dart open…crap!