Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
Usagi laid in Mamoru's arms as he held her in bed that night. "So, am I… do I live for sure now?"
"I would think that's what this means. After all, if you didn't, I'd have another me showing up—again," he teased.
She chuckled, "I'm afraid to go to sleep. What if my dreams haven't changed?"
He rolled her over and pressed her to her back, "There are other things we can be doing naked in bed that don't require sleep." He then moved down to nibble on her breast. "I know I'm not thinking about sleep right now."
She carded her fingers through his hair and held him to her breast. "Please, don't stop."
He looked up at her while he sucked on her nipple, then he said, "Never. I'll never stop. I want you so much."
He next shifted down and spread her legs as he settled his face between her thighs. "I want to taste you. Can I?"
"Yes," she moaned, and spread her legs wider for him.
He then licked a stripe between her folds, and she arched her back in pleasure. "Wow! That feels incredible."
He had been reading, and he applied all his new knowledge on oral sex. He had her screaming again that night but this time in pleasure, not anger.
She was fisting the sheets with her back arched off the bed when he brought her over the edge, and she orgasmed hard. She then suddenly became limp and was panting out.
He was feeling really good about what he'd done when he looked up at her and she looked wrecked. He was so glad he pleased her so much.
He then moved up her body, thrust into her, and locked eyes. "I'm not done with you. I'm going to do everything I can to make you feel so good."
They then made love as the memory of her dying drifted into his head. He took her harder to chase away the agony and show himself that she was alive and well. He then got lost in her and their love making. She was everything to him and now she was his.
That night she didn't have any nightmares. Instead, she dreamt of her wedding and all she could see was Mamoru, the man who was her everything.
When the night of the new moon came, Mamoru was a nervous wreck. He didn't know what would happen.
To his horror he watched everything play out like the future him described, right down to the long spear-like arm of the youma reaching out and pierced Usagi just before she dusted it. Out from him came a guttural-feral yell of anguish.
He ran to her, wrapped her bleeding form in his arms, and forced out the deja vu he was experiencing. To his shock, she was smiling up at him. Her trust in him floored him.
This time he drew on his Golden Crystal and healed her, leaving her unmarked and healed. He kissed her passionately then and didn't care that her blood was still covering them. She was alive, and he didn't have to lose her again. The girls stood around smiling, and he lifted her up in his arms and carried her down the street.
"I'm okay to walk," she objected.
He rolled his eyes, "If you think tonight I'm going to let you go, you're insane. I'm going to take you home and wash all this blood off of you. Then I'm going to spend hours proving to us both you're very much alive."
"We can hear you," Makoto objected.
Mamoru shrugged, "So you know not to expect her to surface from my place for the rest of the weekend. I'm going to keep her very busy."
She giggled and leaned up to kiss his chin, "You heard him, girls. Your princess isn't to be disturbed."
It was a few weeks later, as Mamoru and Usagi looked up at the full moon, that he finally sighed in relief. He felt like the moon was a sign. One that showed him that everything was going to be okay.
After all, he had the power to literally travel time and change the past to save her.