Author's Note: Welcome to Day 2 of UsaMamo Week 2021! Today's theme is "Home". Pop over to idesofnovember Tumblr page to see all of the entries so far. This one was written in a late night frenzy, so please forgive any mistakes - it's definitely not beta'd.
I don't own the rights to Sailor Moon.
Today's T. Swift inspiration songs were 'Lover' and 'Dress'.
I hope you enjoy!
"I hear Chiba Mamoru will be here tonight!" Usagi listened to the girls gossiping from afar as she continued to set out chairs for the event.
"Who is that?"
"He's a wealthy, handsome doctor. He bought a ticket yesterday," one of the girls squealed.
"My sister told me he also models on occasion!" The girl in the sparkling yellow gown pulled out her phone and presumably brought up a photo of the man in question as the girls broke out into giggles.
"This gala is going to be awesome!"
Usagi rolled her eyes as she placed the last chair. She reached into her corset that constituted the top of her flowing gown and readjusted her breasts before proceeding to put the final touches on the fairy lights that hung in the entryway.
Thirty minutes later and Usagi readied herself at the name tag table as the guests began to file in. "Welcome to the 20th annual Tokyo University of Social Welfare charity gala! What is your name?"
"Two guests under Watanabe" She found the correct name tags and used her colored sharpee to mark any extras they had purchased.
She broke out into a giant smile when she saw Motoki and Reika enter. They made a stunning couple with Motoki in his suit with a green tie that matched his eyes and Reika in a shimmering forest green, floor length gown.
"Hi Usagi-chan!" Usagi went around the table to hug the two.
"Thank you so much for purchasing tickets to our New Years' Gala! Reika, will you allow me one dance with your dashing escort tonight?"
"Haha, I suppose we can make an arrangement Usagi-chan."
Usagi laughed and pulled their name tags from the table and marked them with their additions and drew her trademark smiling bunny in the corner of each one.
"Have a fun night you two! I'll join you and the other girls at your table once I get everyone checked in."
A few minutes later her best friends, Guardians, and neighbors arrived.
"Hey girls, thank you so much for coming! This means so much to me."
Minako slammed her hand on the table with a glint in her eye and whispered, "I was told there would be many sexy men here in suits. I hope you weren't lying to me."
Usagi pulled the name tags she had set aside for the four of them and whispered, "Mina-chan, there are so many beautiful, single men here tonight I have no doubt you'll get your New Year's kiss. Now go, dance, have fun."
Ami piped up, "Oh, Usagi, I just wanted to let you know. There was a power outage in our complex today. You'll want to make sure you reset your alarm before you go to sleep so you don't sleep through our New Year's brunch plans."
"Oh Ami, don't worry about that. If she's late I'll just march down there with our spare key and drag her out of bed," Minako giggled.
"Yeah, and I'll come down with fresh pancakes and waft them in her general direction, if need be," Makoto chimed in.
"Haha, okay I get it. I promise we will be right on time."
Five minutes later a tall, handsome, dark-haired man in a tuxedo with piercing blue eyes walked through the door. He smiled at her as he approached the table.
"Welcome to the 20th annual Tokyo University of Social Welfare charity gala! What is your name?"
The man chuckled as he said, "Chiba Mamoru."
She willed her pulse to still and her face to remain neutral as she made a show of digging through the nametags, humming in a perplexed manner as if she was looking for an elusive missing puzzle piece. He began to drum his fingers on the table in an impatient manner.
"Hmm, are you sure you preregistered?" she asked him in an innocent, apologetic voice.
"Yes." He lowered his face until it was level with hers and narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure you can't find it?"
She put a hand to the back of her head and giggled before pulling out the nametag.
"Oh, teehee here it is! It must have just been stuck to the back of someone else's," she stated with glee. She marked it with his extras and drew a smirking bunny in the corner blowing a kiss. As she handed him the nametag, she let her fingers graze the inside of his wrist and smiled victoriously when he shivered. He huffed at her one last time before sweeping into the hall.
Chiba Mamoru did not disappoint the ladies who earlier had been hoping to meet him. His natural charm shone throughout the night. He made sure to dance with each of the women who had asked him but also made a point of dancing with the shy, quiet wallflower in the corner. He had her blushing with stars in her eyes by the end of the song. Usagi watched with mirth as he danced with Ami, Makoto, Rei, and Minako in turn. Usagi nearly burst out laughing as she noticed Rei leading the dance when she happened to glance over. Mamoru ended up dancing to nearly every song with only the rare break to gulp some water.
Usagi was kept rather busy herself. She was surprised at the first man who had come to ask her to dance. She didn't get quite as many dances in as Mamoru did as she needed to check in with the other volunteers occasionally throughout the night, but she met quite a few nice men. At least since she had been on setup, she wouldn't have to stay after with the clean-up shift.
In the later part of the night, Motoki came to claim that dance with her, which gave them some time to catch up while they swayed to the music.
"So, Motoki-onii-chan, how is married life?"
"Great! Actually, I have big news. When Reika goes back to Europe next month I am officially moving with her." His face lit up in a bright smile.
"That is amazing! I know the distance has been hard on you. We will really miss you here though." Usagi pouted at him. She was genuinely excited for him and sad that he wouldn't be a short train ride away anymore. She recognized that this is the way of life. Friends come and go but leave their mark on you. She looked over Motoki's shoulder to see Reika dancing with none other than Chiba Mamoru. She caught Reika's eye and shot her a big, crinkly-eyed smile. When she opened her eyes, Mamoru was staring at her open-mouthed and seemed to have momentarily stopped moving his feet. She blushed and shot him a playful wave. He narrowed his eyes and continued on with the dance.
When she was back at her table with the girls sipping her champagne, she heard a familiar song come on. Everyone at the table shot her a smile and a grin lit her face. A moment later she heard a voice in her ear from the man standing behind her chair, "May I have this dance, my princess?"
A hand slipped beneath hers and she was twirled out of her chair into the arms of Chiba Mamoru. Her skirt fluttered about them. His eyes smoldered as he asked, "Do you come here often?"
"Wow, that is so corny," she whispered around a smirk. "Well, seeing as how I am in the Child Care and Early Childhood Education program here, I'd say, yes, I come here often."
Mamoru reached up to tuck a stray tendril of blonde hair behind her ear. "Oh, so you are a beautiful, mature University student, then? Your friends and family must be very proud."
"Yes, it was hard work and I'm not sure anyone thought I would pull it off, but when I'm done it's going to be the golden life of kids, recess, snacks, and naps. What could be better than that?" Her blue eyes twinkled at the dreams come to life in her mind.
He chuckled at her enthusiasm, and she was mesmerized by his smile. She wanted to memorize everything about him: the color of his eyes, the slope of his nose, the fullness of his lips, the way his hair fell in his eyes, and the scent of roses that seemed to permeate the air around him. In the back of her mind, she felt a roiling jealousy of all the women he must have made feel this special throughout the night.
A voice came over the speaker announcing, "Everyone, this is the one-minute countdown to the New Year! If you have someone in mind you want to share a New Years' kiss with, now is the time to make that happen!"
Several women made their way toward Mamoru who was still holding Usagi in his arms and was lightly running his fingertips up and down the skin of her arms, seemingly oblivious to the crowd of admirers he had gathered. Usagi watched with merriment as her friends not-so-subtly ran interference so that no one else could get close enough to pull him away.
"My princess," he started
"Ten."
"The name is Usagi."
"Nine."
"Usako,"
"Eight."
"Will you share"
"Seven."
"A New Year's kiss"
"Six."
"With me?"
"Five."
She smiled.
"Four."
"Now and forever."
"Three."
The hand on her back dropped to her hip. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Two."
His other hand caressed her cheek and his fingertips slipped into the hair at the nape of her neck. Their breaths mingled as their lips nearly touched.
"One."
They simultaneously closed the space between them and when their lips touched, fireworks went off in her mind. She had no idea that a touch could be felt this intensely and that forbidden lips could taste this good. As they pulled apart, she lightly dragged her fingernails up his scalp, pulled him in, and whispered in his ear, "Take me home."
As Usagi and Mamoru quickly gathered their things and swept out of the hall several indignant faces followed their exit.
"Wait. Did he just leave with HER?"
They were barely out the door when Mamoru reached around Usagi's back, pulled her flush against him and lowered his lips to meet hers. The jealousy had been brewing in her the whole night and she wasn't having any of these soft touches. She opened her mouth and caressed his lips with her tongue. She could feel the moment he lost control of his tightly held inhibitions. With a moan, he opened his mouth to hers and pressed her tighter against his hardness. He slid his hand up the slit in her gossamer gown until he reached her ass and pulled her flush against him. Their tongues slid together, and she began to rock into him. He pulled away with a shaky sigh, dragging his lips to her ear and growled, "Home."
"Yours or mine?" she shot him a wink. They both chuckled.
He took her smaller hand in his and led her to the parking garage where he had left his car. They made it with only three interruptions for Mamoru to drag his lips along her shoulder, her neck, and her lips while lightly pulling his fingertips across the skin of her breasts along the top of her purple and black corset. The third time this happened he slipped his suit jacket across her shoulders.
"But Chiba-san,…" she said with mock formality, "…I'm not particularly cold." She smiled at his thoughtfulness regardless.
"It's not for you," he groaned. "At this rate we aren't going to make it back to my car, let alone back to my apartment." He shot her a seductive look and she glowed, with a knowing smirk, at how she was affecting him.
When in the car, it wasn't long before his hand landed on her knee. He placed his thumb and middle finger on either side of her knee and squeezed.
"MAMO-CHAN! You know I'm ticklish there," she whined between gritted teeth.
"How on Earth would I know that? We only just met tonight." He turned and shot her a wink. "I just couldn't keep my hands off of you for the whole car ride." She took his hand and placed it higher on her thigh.
They eventually made it back to his apartment with Mamoru tracing intricate patterns along her inner thigh the entire way. By the time they crashed their bodies together again in the elevator to the apartment she was vibrating with need. When the elevator doors opened, he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her down the hall to door number 726.
He pressed her against the door and dragged his lips softly down her neck whispering, "726, this one is mine."
She smiled and opened her clutch and dragged out a key with a glimmer in her eye as she handed it to him to reach behind her and unlock the door. They shuffled through the doorway and managed to close the door behind them without slamming it.
"mmph." Mamoru stumbled and there was a clattering sound. He pulled his lips away from hers long enough to whisper, "Usa! You left your shoes in the entryway again."
"Mmm, sorry Mamo-chan. I decided to switch to the black heels just as I was going out the door. And I was going to be late!"
He swept her up bridal style and carried her into their bedroom and lay her down on their bed. The Christmas lights they had decided to leave up through January twinkled in the moonlight. As he removed his tie and slacks, she raised herself onto her knees. She gathered her hair all to one shoulder and turned her back toward him so he could unlace her corset.
"You know, I only bought this dress so you could take it off." She turned her head and gave him a sassy wink.
"You, my darling, beautiful, enchanting Usa, are utterly tempting. All night long you've had me wanting to touch you, but I did as you said." He spoke as he pulled free the laces that she had preemptively loosened in the car.
"Yeah, but Mamo-chan, wasn't it so much fun to pretend not to know each other? You were absolutely shining tonight you know. It felt so special to be the one going home with you at the end of the night."
She removed the last laces and let the dress fall to the bed before pushing it over the side. She removed Mamoru's shirt and pushed him down on the bed. She climbed on top of him with her legs thrown out to either side of his body. She wanted to feel all of him.
He reached up and loosened her buns. As her hair cascaded around them, he ran his fingers through it and reverently whispered, "Usako, you are my home."
The next morning when they lay tangled in each other and their moon and star sheets, Usagi was the first to blearily stare at the blinking alarm clock. She groped about for her phone to look at the correct time before leaping from the bed. Her foot caught in the blanket, and she unceremoniously landed on the floor.
"Oof we are so going to be late for New Year's Brunch with the girls if we do not walk out the door in the next ten minutes." Usagi leapt up, grabbed a dress from the closet and threw some clothes Mamoru's way.
"It's just upstairs. We will make it. And besides what are the girls going to do? Come drag us up there if we are late?"
Usagi grimaced. That was a very real possibility.
"You know, my friend, Ned, is now an ambassador and invited me to an Embassy ball in two weeks' time. Care to role play as Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion this time?" Mamoru stood and pulled on a pair of blue sweatpants.
Usagi stepped back, blinked at him, and then smiled mischievously. She let her princess transformation overtake her with a flash of silver light. She gave Mamoru a sly smirk as she stepped into his arms, placed his hands on her hips, and pulled him in for a kiss.
A/N: It's late, I know but it's still 07/26/21 in California!
I cranked this out at the very end of the night when I should have been doing some other writing and now it's almost 2am but I have no regrets.
I realized half-way through that I had set this both at New Year's Eve and in temps that are warm enough for Usagi to not be wearing a winter coat. Here in Michigan it would probably be about -10C around that time, but apparently in Tokyo it's actually above freezing! So in this fic, Usagi also has the super power of not getting super cold in only a corset in January. You're welcome.