"It has been a month now, my Wicked Lady." He says in the throne room,
where we stand, waiting for the Wise Man.
"What has been a month, Diamond, my dearest prince?" I ask, but I know what he speaks of.
"A month since that night you came to me." He purrs, putting a hand around my waist and pulling me into his lap from where I sit on the side of this throne. He puts his face in my hair, then rests his lips on my shoulder as he speaks. "You were a devil that night."
"I am always a devil, or so you tell me." I retort, letting him stay that way for a moment longer and pulling away. I cannot let him take me to fast or I will lose my power over him and everything I have done will be in vain. I must maintain control, over myself and him. I think of the one I love, my heart aches, but I use that pain to make my prince want me and not Sailor Moon. "You should not look at me that way, my prince, or I fear that I will not be able to control myself." He stands and walks to me, pulling me close. His face is close. I can see into his eyes. They have changed. They were first full of interest for something he had not yet had, then after he had had me, they showed longing for more. Now they showed pure desire. That is what I have been waiting for. Now he desires me, I have power of him like no other can or ever will. It is only time that will take this power away from me, if I am not careful.
"You are a devil!" He said harshly, then grabs my chin and kisses me, hard and fast. He will not let go, I try to push away, but his grip is to strong. He holds me to him, kissing my lips, demanding me to kiss back. Despite his wishes I hold back. I refuse, I will not do what he wants. I cannot, I will not, I will lose everything if I do. I must fight him. I push away with new-found strength, thinking of the one I love, the one I want to kiss me, to demand things of me, things that I would gladly give to him. Damn Diamond!
"You are mine! Damn you, Wicked Lady, you are mine! Why do you refuse me so?!" He yells, angry.
"I refuse you because I am not yours." I tell him. "I am my own, and you shall never have me!" I back away as he advances. I am against a wall, I cannot run. He holds my shoulders, kisses my neck, trying to get me to respond to him. I do not, and he stops. His eyes gleam with maddened desire. He grabs my wrists in one hand, pulls me to the doors to my room. He nearly pulls them off the wall and throws me inside. For a minute I think he will follow and rape me, but I am wrong. He slams the doors and I hear them lock behind him. I hear his footsteps retreating down the hall. I am breathing quickly. When did I start? My breath slows as my heart begins to calm, and I am please as well as shocked. I smile to myself slyly, knowing that he is now wholly mine. But I will have to wait, I will have to chose my own time, not his.
I lay on the bed, letting my mind wander. I find myself thinking of the one I love. Oh Endymion, why must you love her? Am I so repulsive to you that you cannot look at me without seeing the thing you hate most? Why do you not understand that your daughter is dead, that I am Wicked Lady, independent of her. Would you love me if you knew that? Some day when I am Queen you will be mine. Diamond can have whoever he wishes, as long as I have you. As long as I have you, my darling, my heart's desire, my one and only love…
"Good morning, my Wicked Lady." He says, watching as I seat myself.
I say nothing in return, only bend over to pour the wine. He watches me, smiling to himself. He reaches out to touch me, and I let him feel for a moment before pulling away. He sits in his chair, and we eat in silence. I see him watching me every time I glance up. I see his desire, his need. What a thing, beauty, when it is used right it can to wonderful things. I am rewarded when I look at him to see him looking at me. He has not taken his eyes off of me this whole meal. The day will move on, and I am confidant that his desire for me will grow. If I do everything right, I shall be Queen soon. After he is mine I will be able to kill the Senshi and keep my love to myself. My prince will no longer need her, when Day turns to Night…
"What has been a month, Diamond, my dearest prince?" I ask, but I know what he speaks of.
"A month since that night you came to me." He purrs, putting a hand around my waist and pulling me into his lap from where I sit on the side of this throne. He puts his face in my hair, then rests his lips on my shoulder as he speaks. "You were a devil that night."
"I am always a devil, or so you tell me." I retort, letting him stay that way for a moment longer and pulling away. I cannot let him take me to fast or I will lose my power over him and everything I have done will be in vain. I must maintain control, over myself and him. I think of the one I love, my heart aches, but I use that pain to make my prince want me and not Sailor Moon. "You should not look at me that way, my prince, or I fear that I will not be able to control myself." He stands and walks to me, pulling me close. His face is close. I can see into his eyes. They have changed. They were first full of interest for something he had not yet had, then after he had had me, they showed longing for more. Now they showed pure desire. That is what I have been waiting for. Now he desires me, I have power of him like no other can or ever will. It is only time that will take this power away from me, if I am not careful.
"You are a devil!" He said harshly, then grabs my chin and kisses me, hard and fast. He will not let go, I try to push away, but his grip is to strong. He holds me to him, kissing my lips, demanding me to kiss back. Despite his wishes I hold back. I refuse, I will not do what he wants. I cannot, I will not, I will lose everything if I do. I must fight him. I push away with new-found strength, thinking of the one I love, the one I want to kiss me, to demand things of me, things that I would gladly give to him. Damn Diamond!
"You are mine! Damn you, Wicked Lady, you are mine! Why do you refuse me so?!" He yells, angry.
"I refuse you because I am not yours." I tell him. "I am my own, and you shall never have me!" I back away as he advances. I am against a wall, I cannot run. He holds my shoulders, kisses my neck, trying to get me to respond to him. I do not, and he stops. His eyes gleam with maddened desire. He grabs my wrists in one hand, pulls me to the doors to my room. He nearly pulls them off the wall and throws me inside. For a minute I think he will follow and rape me, but I am wrong. He slams the doors and I hear them lock behind him. I hear his footsteps retreating down the hall. I am breathing quickly. When did I start? My breath slows as my heart begins to calm, and I am please as well as shocked. I smile to myself slyly, knowing that he is now wholly mine. But I will have to wait, I will have to chose my own time, not his.
I lay on the bed, letting my mind wander. I find myself thinking of the one I love. Oh Endymion, why must you love her? Am I so repulsive to you that you cannot look at me without seeing the thing you hate most? Why do you not understand that your daughter is dead, that I am Wicked Lady, independent of her. Would you love me if you knew that? Some day when I am Queen you will be mine. Diamond can have whoever he wishes, as long as I have you. As long as I have you, my darling, my heart's desire, my one and only love…
"Good morning, my Wicked Lady." He says, watching as I seat myself.
I say nothing in return, only bend over to pour the wine. He watches me, smiling to himself. He reaches out to touch me, and I let him feel for a moment before pulling away. He sits in his chair, and we eat in silence. I see him watching me every time I glance up. I see his desire, his need. What a thing, beauty, when it is used right it can to wonderful things. I am rewarded when I look at him to see him looking at me. He has not taken his eyes off of me this whole meal. The day will move on, and I am confidant that his desire for me will grow. If I do everything right, I shall be Queen soon. After he is mine I will be able to kill the Senshi and keep my love to myself. My prince will no longer need her, when Day turns to Night…