Another's Scandal
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A/N: Going with Seiya's gender being male in this one. Just a heads up for pronouns and such.
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Usagi had been warned to stay off social media but her curiosity got the better of her. She immediately regretted her decision. Hashtags such as #queenslut, #cheatingqueen, and #EndymionDeservesBetter were still tending. Usagi closed the window of the holographic display and felt her eyes burn with tears of frustration.
Usagi wiped her tears away as she watched Ami return to her office with two mugs of piping hot coffee. It was 5 o'clock but after the day she had experienced, she needed an early evening caffeine boost.
"Thanks, Ami. I…," The Queen stopped short as she took the mug and noticed a particular smell coming from it. She brought it closer to her nose and confirmed her suspicions. She put the mug down, pinched the bridge of her nose, and sighed. She knew the special additive to her drink was her friend's way of saying There is bad news you'll want to hear. "Salted caramel Baileys in my coffee? Should I finish it before you tell me what it's for?"
"They're calling," Ami responded. "Insisting they want to talk with you directly."
Usagi's entire body tensed up at this announcement. She glared at the coffee and shook her head. "No, this is something I'd prefer to do sober. Send the call in."
"Yes ma'am," Ami acknowledged as she turned to leave the room."
"And Ami," Usagi called, stopping her friend as her hand grabbed the door handle. "I just have to press the green crystal to adjust it so my hologram has mass and the person on the other end can actually feel something right?"
"Yes, my queen," Ami answered, having a feeling about what was going to come next.
"Good," Usagi grunted as she formulated a plan. "Ignore any orders I give to launch an invasion for the rest of the day."
Ami nodded, hoping Usagi was joking as she exited the room. Alone in her office, Usagi went to work on her appearance. She straightened her pencil skirt and buttoned up her blouse to make sure she wasn't showing cleavage. Her opponent would get no free shows today. She went to work on her face, fixing her make-up to remove the tear marks, and put on a deep maroon lipstick. Minako had dubbed it 'Usagi's boss bitch' shade because when she wore it, the Queen was a force to be reckoned with.
Looking her best, Usagi pushed the button to open the call and tented her fingers together with her elbows on the table. She watched as the holographic image of Kou Seiya materialized in a chair on the opposite side of her desk.
"Odango," Seiya began, a panicked expression on his face. "I'm sorry I didn't call earlier. Things have been chaotic. I know I don't have to tell you that but…,"
Usagi remained silent as she stared at the image of her old friend.
"Odango?" Seiya asked as he leaned forward and began to scan the area in front of him. "Usagi? Are the settings right? I'm not on mute again am I?"
"I hear you fine," Usagi answered slowly, doing her best to control her building rage. "I'm just waiting for you to address me properly."
"Usagi," Seiya sighed, sitting back in the chair. "You have no idea how sorry…"
Usagi slammed her fist on her desk, causing Seiya to jump as she shot him an expression screaming 'Address me properly or else.'
Seiya gulped in fear before bowing his head low. "Neo-Queen Serenity. Forgive me for the grave offense I have caused you."
Silence filled the room only broken by the sound of Usagi angrily drumming her fingers on the desk while she scowled at Seiya.
"I feel so foolish," Usagi stated through clenched teeth. "I defended you for years. I insisted up and down there would be no harm in maintaining a friendship with you. Sure, you have a reputation as the biggest flirt in the universe but you had been loyal in the past and I knew we could count on Kinmoku in a pinch. I repeated many times to many people that you were no threat to the Kingdom, my marriage, or my family, I was wrong."
Seiya didn't respond. He wanted to wait until Usagi was done talking as he feared angering her further by interrupting her.
"I have to say I'm disappointed," Usagi continued with a click of her tongue. "I thought you had worked this out of your system. Sure you would constantly stare at my chest whenever we met in person and make jokes we should run away together. But…you found Sayaka though and the two of you seemed happy together. So imagine my surprise when this was leaked all over the galactic internet."
Usagi pressed a button on the desk causing a hologram to materialize on top of it. It was of her. She was naked in bed with Seiya on top of her engaging in intercourse.
"Oh fuck!" The holographic Usagi groaned. Her hands dug into the sheets of the bed while Seiya plowed into her. "My pussy is hungry for your cock! It's so much bigger than my husband! I'm cumming!"
"Odango!" The Seiya on top of Usagi moaned as he achieved orgasm. He threw his head back as he roared his satisfaction. "I love you!"
"A couple of notes," The real Usagi hissed. She pressed a button on her desk and the holograms of her and Seiya having sex disappeared. "First when I orgasm during grinding missionary, I dig my nails into my husband's back. Second, I have never been "hungry" for your cock. Third, now that I have finally seen it, I can attest your cock is not NEARLY as big as Mamoru's. Pass those messages along to your escort the next time you two meet."
"Usagi please!" Seiya begged a cry of distress in his voice. "Please forgive me. Sayaka released the video after she found it. She was just trying to hurt us."
"Us? Us!? There is no us!" Usagi roared, slamming her fist on her desk again. "There has never been an us and there never will be. Frankly, I can't even really blame Sayaka. If I had a sex tape of my husband having sex with a female friend I'd probably consider releasing it too. BUT I would never have to because he has never cheated on me."
"She's a Vailean," Seiay explained, swallowing the anxiety in his throat. "That should help prove it wasn't really you in the hologram. "
"We know," Usagi replied, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. "We knew an hour after we got a full copy of the tape. Mamoru did the analysis himself, insisting he didn't want anyone else having to endure being exposed to that lie and have it corrupt their view of me."
Another uncomfortable silence formed in the office as neither spoke.
"You know," Usagi cleared her throat. "For a Vailean to hold a form for anything more than like two minutes they need a bit of the subject's DNA. How did she get my DNA Seiya?"
Seiya gulped again. "I…I collected your hair after our meetings."
Usagi pushed the feeling of absolute disgust down as she considered drinking some of her alcoholic coffee to continue. "And that wasn't the first time you had seen her was it? The fact she knew exactly what to say and you weren't feeding her lines seems to prove it."
Seiya's eyes dropped to the floor as he was unable to stand Usagi's stare of disgust.
"Do you have any idea how you have hurt me?" Usagi asked, noticing Seiya flinch as she asked her question. "Public opinion is painting me as an absolute whore. We have calls from several different ambassadors and heads of state asking what kind of donations or deals they must make for "the queen's special treatment." Everyone has been running around doing damage control. Makoto even got asked about it at the opening of her new restaurant."
"All of this ridicule is terrible enough and I could ignore it to focus on more important matters. But it also affected my family," Usagi spat. Both her hands were closed and her nails were digging into her palms. "You obviously don't care about my marriage and how much stress you've put it under so guilt tripping you about how much Mamoru has had to endure is pointless. But my children, my girls were crying thinking I cheated on their father. Before we told them to stay off social media, Kousagi found an article insisting she was your daughter and the product of this non-existing affair."
"As Chibi-Usa was comforting her sister she looked at me. I'll never forget that look for the rest of my life. I could see it in her eyes. She wanted me to confirm it wasn't true. She honestly believed even for a moment I had been unfaithful to her father. That little girl worshiped me. I had to send her into the past to train with my younger self because I wanted her to understand I wasn't as perfect as she thought I was. Turns out I didn't have to do that at all. I just had to have you fuck it all up."
Again, Seiya didn't respond as he continued to stare at the floor.
"Well," Usagi huffed, finally deciding to take a swig of her spiked coffee after she had vented a bit. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
"You have no idea how sorry I am," Seiya began, not looking up from the floor. "I never wanted to hurt you in any way or form. I don't know what I would do if I wasn't able to call you a friend. You know that. You mean everything to me. I am just so, so sorry."
"No…no you're not," Usagi disagreed. "You are sorry you got caught. I can only imagine how many times you've done this over the years. You used a shapeshifter in my form to satisfy your sick fantasy. You were a married man. Couldn't you have talked things out with Sayaka instead of acting on these sick perversions?"
"I thought…I thought she'd hate me for it," Seiya admitted, finally looking up from the ground. Tears were streaming down his face. "I want to make things right but I have come to realize there is something I must do before I can fix anything."
Usagi rested on her arms as she leaned in closer, curious what Seiya had in mind to fix everything.
"Sleep with me," Seiya begged, wiping the tears from his face. "Please. Just give me a week. NO! A single night with just the two of us. I feel if I could have you, even once, I would be able to get my desire out of my soul. Then I'll go away. I'll run away to the farthest corners of the universe. I'll accept banishment as punishment and never see you again. Please…"
Usagi didn't respond. She appeared to be lost in thought, thinking how to respond to Seiya's request. Reaching up pressed the button she had asked Ami earlier which she knew would cause the holograms to become solid. Her hands moved to her blouse and undid enough buttons so the front of her red bra was showing. She stood up and walked around her desk until she was standing in front of Seiya.
"One night?" Usagi wondered, as she reached up and made sure the blouse was open to show off her lingerie with one of her fingers. "You just need one night?"
Seiya nodded, his mouth open as he stared at Usagi. Before he could say anything else, Usagi reached up and slapped him across the face. Usagi's hologram on the other side was solid enough for the blow to have an effect. It knocked Seiya off his chair and he fell to the ground.
"What is wrong with you Seiya?" Usagi asked as she buttoned up her blouse, as she no longer needed the distractionary effect it caused on Seiya. "You really think I'd throw away everything just for one night? I am nothing more than an object for your own sexual fantasy? That puts you close to the same level of Demande."
"You've been sad," Seiya protested as he looked up at Usagi from the ground. "I've seen it in your eyes. You are hurt, sad, and lonely when we do meet up. You want someone to take that pain away."
"Yes Seiya you're right," Usagi agreed, her eyes still full of rage. "I was sad when we got together. Because you were my friend. I wasn't the queen to you. You were one of the few people I didn't have to smile for and pretend I'm untouchable. Do you know who else does that? My husband and family."
"Even with my children, I have to be proper and set a good example for them," Usagi continued. "But when I'm with my friends and Mamoru, I can let down my barriers and be myself. You were one of those lucky people who I could show that."
"You've always been lonely," Seiya insisted, getting up from the ground to face Usagi. "From the first time we met. Mamoru has never been able to make you feel like you were good enough."
"That's where you're wrong," Usagi replied, shaking her head. "You caught me when I was lonely for a moment. But I would gladly suffer that time I was without my Mamoru so I could enjoy the years of love he has given me. Despite what you continue to think for a millennium, I have never in my life regretted my marriage. Again, you're thinking the same way as Demande. That you could replace my husband. One of the best things in my life."
Usagi walked back across her desk and sat back in her chair.
"I trusted you Seiya," Usagi mused as she cast him a look of pity. "You were on the shortlist for people I consider to be a Godparent if I had another kid. But now after everything that has happened and how you choose to respond to it, I can say without a shadow of a doubt: no Seiya…you aren't good enough!"
With this last declaration, Usagi hit the button on her desk to end the call and caused Seiya's hologram to fade away. Alone in her office, Usagi picked up the last of her hard coffee and finished it in two large swallows. Placing the mug down, she sighed loudly. Part of her wished she had been able to help convince Seiya to go back to Sayaka but she knew it was more important to get her point across about how much Seiya's actions had hurt her. It was up to him to come to his senses and try to repair his marriage.
Getting to her feet, Usagi walked out of her office and down the hall towards her husband's study. She walked in to find Mamoru shutting down a few of his own holograms. He looked just as exhausted as Usagi did over the day's events.
Usagi waited a moment to be sure no other holograms would appear before clearing her throat and getting her husband's attention. "So…how's it going?"
"Peachy," Mamoru groaned, removing his domino mask and pinching the bridge of his nose. "Nothing like providing solid evidence and still having reporters insist my wife had an affair."
Usagi swallowed the anxiety in her throat. It wasn't hard to tell how frustrated her husband was. All she wanted was for them to find a way to move past this terrible day.
"Then I'll make this simple," Usagi announced as she began to undress. Her white blouse and black skirt fell to the floor, leaving Usagi in a red bra, red bikini panties, black stockings, and black heels. "I am yours. Body and soul. Do with me what you will. I swear on everything I know to be holy I won't use the safe word. Nothing is off limits."
Mamoru's expression didn't change. No devilish grin, no liking his dry lips, and no look of pure desire in his eyes. Instead, he reached into his desk, pulled out a piece of cloth, and tossed it to the end of the desk. "Strip and cover your eyes with this."
"Yes sir," Usagi agreed, beginning to shake her hips as she reached back to remove her bra, ready to perform a stripstease. She stopped as Mamoru got out of his chair and started to leave the room. "W-where are you going?"
"I have to prepare," Mamoru explained, dryly. It felt more informative than sexy. "Finish stripping, take a seat, and put the blind fold on until I return."
Usagi didn't respond as Mamoru left the room. She had hoped to give him a show but he was still in work mode. It was what Usagi loved/hated most about her husband: his ability to push through and complete his tasks.
"You said anything, Usagi," The queen reminded herself as she got naked, sat in the chair, and put on the blindfold. This wasn't a new experience for her. They had used blindfolds and waiting in anticipation as part of their sexual repertoire before but this felt different. Play like this usually came on days when the pair were at their best and could get lost in the experience. After all the drama of the day, Usagi had wanted to become as physical as quick as possible to erase the painful experience.
Her body was in conflict as she was left alone to reflect on what had happened. Her heart was heavy after dealing with the stress of the incident. Her nipples were hard and her womanhood softly burning in anticipation of being sexual with Mamoru. Yet her brain scrutinized her and made her feel miserable.
Maybe he'll just leave me here all night so I can think about what I've done, she thought as she heard the ticking of the old clock Mamrou kept in the corner of his office.
Just as she felt like she would scream from the anxiety, the door opened and Usagi swallowed her nervousness as she heard footsteps approaching. Then the footsteps stopped and she could feel the presence of the person who was admiring her. It was Endymion right? He would haven't sent a maid to escort her back to their room or one of the Senshi so he wouldn't have to return. Would he?
"How do you feel?" Mamoru asked in a steady tone. The sound of her husband's familiar tone made her exhale in relief.
"Horny," Usagi admitted, tyring to focus more on the anticipation for being sexual than on the lingering dread. Unfortunately, her fear wouldn't be so easily contained. "...and afraid."
"Why are you afraid?" Mamoru wondered, drawing a line on her naked back connecting one shoulder to the other.
"I'm afraid you'll reject me," Usagi admitted, feeling goosebumps appear on her skin from Mamoru's touch. "That you'll blame me for what has transpired and tell me I had this coming for continuing my friendship with Seiya."
"Don't say his name," Mamoru instructed firmly. "Not for the rest of the evening."
"Yes my king," Usagi agreed, swallowing another lump of anxiety. "I can't begin to apologize for the embarrassment you've…"
"Another rule," Mamoru interrupted her. "No apologizing for the rest of the night."
Usagi nodded. "Yes sir."
"Good," Mamoru acknowledged as he picked Usagi up and carried her bridal style out of the room. Usagi kept her arms crossed in front of her chest instead of wrapping them around Mamoru's neck like she usually did when he picked her up. She didn't know how she should act and her body seemed to shut down thanks to the scandal.
She felt herself being carried and felt them pass through a door. Usagi assumed it was the "other" spare bedroom in the wing of the palace. This was the bedroom which housed their adult toys and other equipment they used during their lovemaking. Usagi assumed she would soon be tied to the frame of the four-poster bed with a spreader bar keeping her legs apart while Mamoru flogged her backside. She had previously found herself enjoying being punished in such a manner but tonight she felt like it was the kind of treatment she deserved. She needed, no, she wanted to beg, squirm, and gravel for her husband. Whatever it took to show just how much she regretted what they both had to experience today.
"We're here," Mamoru announced as he placed Usagi on the ground. She stood at attention, her arms behind her back awaiting instructions trying to be as obedient as possible. She felt Mamoru reach up and thought he was going to remove the blindfold. Instead, she felt her hair be let out of the buns as her hair fell onto her back. Usagi found it odd as her hair was always kept up when she received punishment so it didn't get in the way.
A second later, Usagi felt Mamoru untie and remove the blindfold. She opened her eyes and was taken back by what she saw. They were in their bathroom. The tub was full of a bubble bath, candles were lit around it and she spotted a milkshake, a bottle of wine, and a charcuterie plate on a small rolling cart adjacent to the tub. "What…what is this?"
"Your bath is ready my darling wife," Mamoru announced as he removed his jacket and began to roll up his sleeves.
"What are you doing?" Usagi asked, unsure of what to make of what was happening.
"Pampering you," Mamoru replied, approaching Usagi and standing in front of her. "I thought after your day you'd enjoy some pampering,"
"N-no," Usagi shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. "Punish me! Treat me like a whore! I deserve it."
"Usako, everyone in the world is treating you harshley today," Mamoru reminded her. "Bringing it into the bedroom tonight seems wrong."
"But…but…," Usagi whimpered, the kindness of Mamoru's gesture almost too much to bear. "My choices have resulted in you being the laughing stock. I've wronged you."
"My queen," Mamoru sighed, softly. He reached up, cupped his wife's face between his hands and used his thumb to wipe the tears escaping the corners of her eyes. "I'd gladly take the ridicule of the entire world to ensure your heart remains as warm, kind, and loving as it always has been."
Usagi couldn't take it anymore. She broke down into her husband's chest and began to weep loudly. The protective shell of denial and duty she had used to push through the stress of the day had been shattered by her husband's devotion. Mamoru wrapped his arms around Usagi and held her nude form close to him. He reached down, picked her up, and approached the edge of the tub.
"I'm going to lower you in. Okay?"
Usagi could only nod against her husband's chest as she was gently lowered into the tub. The hot water covered her body and immediately she became aware of the tense parts of her body caused by stress. Once she was halfway in, "Usa, I need to let you go for a second."
Usagi shook her head.
"I can't pamper you if I don't have use of both my hands. "
"Yes you can," Usagi sighed. "You are amazing. You can do anything."
"Maybe but I can do more if your face wasn't pressed into my chest the entire time."
"Fine," Usagi separated from her husband and sank deeper into the tub. She watched Mamoru grab a washcloth, dunked it in the water, before bringing it to Usagi's face and wiping her tear soaked cheeks.
"What would you like to start with?" Mamoru asked after wiping Usagi's face.
"Is that the same type of platter we shared on our anniversary?"
Mamoru nodded.
"Some Salami, Havarti, and a dab of mango chutney," Usagi instructed as she leaned back in the tub and enjoyed the warmth of the water.
Mamoru complied, combined the three ingredients on a cracker, and gently fed his wife. Usagi made sure to open wide so she could accept the food and not bite Mamoru's fingers but instead gently kiss them as he pulled away. As Usagi chewed her food and enjoyed the peaceful setting, a single thought came to mind. "This is heaven."
"I think in heaven we wouldn't have to worry about Kousagi and Chibi-Usa getting bored watching their movie and wanting to come in," Mamoru chuckled. "But I explained to Chibi-Usa that she needed to be a responsible big sister so I could take care of her mommy."
Usagi smiled and then frowned a moment later. "I know you said not to bring it up," Usagi began as her eyes cast down to the water. "But…what were your first thoughts when you heard the news and saw the footage?"
"Honestly?" Mamoru sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I thought it was a sexbot. Those things are getting so lifelike these days it's scary."
"You didn't think…," Usagi struggled to form the words but her curiosity was getting the better of her. "That maybe…"
"No," Mamoru shook his head before stroking his wife's chin with his finger. "I know you too well. I'd sooner suspect mind control or a double from an alternate dimension before I thought it was actually you."
"You should have your doubts," Usagi groaned, pulling away from Mamoru's touch and hugging her knees to her chest. "The rest of the world has theirs."
"I'm not the rest of the world," Mamoru announced, grabbing Usagi's knees and squeezing them affectionately. "I'm your husband."
Usagi grabbed Mamoru's arm and pulled it into the water so it crossed her body like a seat belt. She wrapped both her arms around the extremity and began to nuzzle it. "I don't…I don't think I'd think the same. Not that'd you cheat. Just…I"d probably think it was photoshop or something. I'd be denying it first,, to say the least."
"The entire world can think what it wants," Mamoru replied, as he adjusted his hand to wrap around her stomach and pull her closer to him. "I swore many centuries ago I would do everything in my power to make sure you never cried. As long as we keep our love strong between us, there is nothing anyone can do to tear us apart. Milkshake?"
Usagi nodded and Mamoru brought the beverage to her mouth and she took a long sip of it. It was perfect. Usagi sighed again. "For the record, it wasn't…I mean, I'd never…"
"I told you not to bring it up again tonight," Mamoru commented a bit sternly as he took the beverage away. "Now stop it or I'll punish you for real by just going to bed by myself."
"I'll stop. I'll stop," Usagi insisted, grabbing Mamoru's hand before he had a chance to move. She sniffled again feeling tears burn in the corners of her eyes. "I beg of you. Just stay with me and keep pampering me. I love you so much."
"I love you too and your wish is my command, my queen," Mamoru replied with a chuckle. He prepared a bit more food for her and fed her. He kept feeding her, taking a few bites himself and soon the try was empty.
"That was good," Usagi mused as she reclined in the tub and closed her eyes. She could feel herself being pulled towards dreamland, she shook her head side to side in an attempt to wake herself up.
"Usako, if you are tired you can just fall asleep," Mamoru commented as he finished cleaning his wife's legs. "I can put you to bed and dry your hair if you're half asleep. I've done it before."
"No," Usagi whined playfully, grabbing one of Mamoru's hands and pulling it close to squeeze it between her legs. "We are having sex tonight. I don't care if I have to eat an entire bag of chocolate covered espresso beans. I need to be physical with you tonight."
"I don't want you to push yourself," Mamoru whispered as he planted a kiss on his wife's neck. She opened her legs more but instead of drawing his hand back, he found her flower and inserted his middle finger in Usagi's womanhood. It gripped his finger as he moved it slowly in and out to tease her. "We can wait for a better night if you need your rest."
"You're saying I can rest as you finger me?" Usagi moaned as she bit her lip. She grabbed Mamoru's wrist and kept his finger focused on pleasuring her. "And you joke that I give bad signs sometimes."
"You are in the tub though," Mamoru observed as he inserted a second finger into Usagi. As he started a gentle rhythm he kissed lower down her neck before sinking his teeth into a tender part of her shoulder he knew would send shivers down Usagi's spine. "The water will get cold and I don't think you want to wait for the water to fill up again."
"We can have sex on the floor," Usagi suggested as she popped her chest forward so Mamoru would be able to give her breasts attention. Reading his wife like a book Mamoru took her right nipple into his mouth and began to nibble on it with his teeth.
"Maybe but I have to finish my task first," As he kept fingering her. He increased his pace, slipped in a third finger, and rubbed her clit with his thumb. His skilled hands played her like a violin until she achieved release.
"Mamoru," Usagi sang as she reached her climax. "Oh fuck…I need more."
"You always do," Mamoru chuckled. He reached both arms in and pulled Usagi out of the tub. Some of the bubbles clung to her skin. He placed her down in the shower. "Shower turn on the relaxation settings."
The controlled shower immediately started water at the assigned temperature. Walking through the shower spray. Usagi leaned against the shower wall, spread her legs, reached down, and opened her womanhood. "Come get your prize.
"You are the best prize ever," Mamoru admitted as he stripped and stepped into the shower himself. Seeing his wife in the tub and helping her orgasm had caused Mamoru's hard cock to stand at attention. Usagi licked her lips as she admired her husband's manhood. She hadn't lied when she was mocking Seiya. Mamoru's penis was twice in size and the only thing Usagi could ever consider bringing her true pleasure.
"I want that in me," Usagi demanded. "Please fuck your queen."
Mamoru approached and Usagi grabbed his erection and slid it into her lower lips, bottoming out inside her. "Oh I'll never get enough of that sensation."
"There is nothing that compares to being inside of you my love," Mamoru replied. He started thrusting into her with a slow tempo. "You're still so damn tight."
"Morning yoga," Usagi commented as she promptly wrapped her arms and legs around Mamoru's body. She wanted to have him as close as possible. "Also your just so fucking thick!"
As Usagi felt herself being pounded against the shower wall, a dirty thought came to mind. A scandalous thought of re-creating the lewd "can't see the haters" meme popped into her mind. The idea of a photo of her husband's impressive length covering her eyes while she stuck out her tongue and made a peace sign with her hands would be a devastating blow to Seiya's ego. Still, she knew Mamoru would stop her from doing such a ludicrous act but after the day she experienced, a bombastic performance to prove how devoted she was to her husband was beyond tempting.
"More! Please!" Usagi begged as Mamoru slammed her body against the shower wall. She held him as tight as possible with her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs holding his crotch close. As her husband drove deeper into her core, Usagi's nails raked across his back and she sank her teeth into his shoulder biting hard. She wanted to mark him, to let all of existence know of the passion they shared. To show how despite centuries of marriage their love making was as intense as when they were newlyweds.
"Fuck Usako!" Mamoru roarred a he continued his loving assault. The sensation of being marked made his cock strain with pleasure. He could feel himself approaching his limit.
"Bite me," Usagi whimpered a plea, still at the height of her climax. "Mark me! Please…I want to show the world I'm yours."
"Usako," Mamoru hissed, feeling himself at the precipice of release. "I…"
"Fucking bite me Mamo-chan!" Usagi screamed passionately. Unable to ignore his wife's request, Mamoru sank his teeth into Usagi's shoulder. The sensation dragged out Usagi's second orgasm as an echoing sigh of pleasure filled the entire bathroom. Pushed over the limit by this song of delight, Mamoru succumbed to his own desire and filled his wife with his seed.
After several moments of shared ecstasy, the couple was finally able to recover with Mamoru removing his teeth from his wife's shoulder. The mark was very visible, and his first thought was to use his powers to heal it. He lowered his wife's leg to the ground and moved his hand to touch the bite mark but was stopped by Usagi's firm grasp of his wrist.
"Please don't," Usagi begged, bringing her husband's hand to her face so she could kiss his wedding ring. "At least not for the rest of the night…I want the reminder of who I belong to."
"Then I'll leave mine as well," Mamoru replied as his free hand wandered to the bite mark on his own shoulder. As his fingers traced the indentations Usagi's teeth had left he felt his cock twitch with arousal. He loved being marked by his wife. Even after all these years they reminded him that he was hers and he was wanted.
"I want you to bite, spank, and bruise me until my entire body is covered with marks," Usagi pleaded as she rested her head against Mamoru's chest. "Then I want to walk through the Kingdom naked so everyone can see how much I belong to you."
"Unfortunately the world will see you more as Cersei Lanister more than the savior Queen who has saved the world on countless occasions," Mamoru reflected as he wrapped his arms around Usagi. "Let the masses believe all the lies they want. You are an angel and my soulmate and nothing will ever change that. Never forget that. We've gotten through much worse and we'll get through this…together."
"Mamo-chan," Usagi whimpered as could feel the tears of happiness burning in the corner of her eyes. Mamoru was right. This had been a terrible experience for her but they would be able to get over it together. There was no problem they couldn't conquer together and there was no force in the universe in existence that could stop their love.
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A/N: Vailean is just a name I made up for a shape-shifting alien race. Not sure if I will use it again, but just thought I'd make sure to point it out.
You knew I'd bring in Seiya and their creepy obsession with Usagi sooner or later. The line "Hungry for your cock" came from reading UnconventionalSenshi's "Princess Ninanko" webcomic which features Usagi and Seiya having an affair resulting in a child. While the art is fantastic, I'm not a fan of stories where Usagi and Mamoru's marriage is shown to be stale. As always I'll die on the hill of "The royal couple have a fantastic marriage and an incredible sex life which is why they have been married for 1000 years."
Thanks to Starlight Bunny for helping to beta this for me. I'm gonna get back to "Choker of love" before another installment of "Royal Affairs" is released. Reviews are love and they'll keep me writing.