Thanks to antigone2 for this prompt: post-battle kisses :)
Sailor Moon shuddered in pleasure as Tuxedo Kamen pinned her against the chainlink fence of the deserted cram school's yard, his hot breath in her ear. She relished in the feel of the familiar, comforting weight of his body against hers. God, how she had missed this man.
"You're feeling better?" he rasped, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down her neck.
"I already told you," she replied, lifting a gloved hand to tangle in his hair. "The last time we…"
The last time they hadn't been able to keep their hands off of each other after battle. In an animal park, of all places.
She had initiated it that time.
He'd still seemed so unsure, torn between keeping her at arm's length to protect her and wanting to reassure her that no, he'd never meant any of it. That the past few months had been torture for him, too.
She'd been scared. Scared that his rational brain would take over and make him leave her again.
So she'd pulled him into an embrace, heart hammering in her chest as his own apprehensive eyes met hers before she kissed him senseless.
Since then, though, the floodgates had opened.
Now, he smirked against her skin. "What kind of future doctor would I be if I didn't double-check?" he murmured before capturing her lips with his, his hand deliciously stroking her hip.
She lost herself in his smoky-sweet taste, the spicy smell of his cologne, the warmth of his embrace in the cool fall air.
"Usako," her name came out in a moan as he pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers. "I…we…shouldn't."
She pouted up at him. "Has that ever stopped us?"
His surprised expression was quickly replaced by a grin, and Usagi was reminded of the Earth Prince with the reckless heart, the one who used to sneak onto the Moon just to see and touch and taste her, consequences be damned.
"No," he agreed. "I never have been able to resist you, my love." He'd said these exact words to her before, twisted in her bedsheets in a grand palace a millennium ago.
He pressed his lips to her forehead. "Come on. I'll give you a ride home."