Forbidden Attraction, Secret Desires

Author: Temptress_Kitten17

Rated: R

Disclaimer: * Temptress Kitten and Darien turn lights back on. Hair is somewhat messy, due to finger combing, clothes appear to be just thrown on. Both look VERY happy and a bit exhausted.* Well, you all know the drill. I don't own Sailor Moon! But I DO own this story so don't steal it or you shall be in trouble. Read this story all you want, but keep it down. Darien and I are very, very tired. This chapter is rated R since Serena's finally gonna get some of what she wants...hehe!

Chapter 5:

"Change the channel, Dare." I said as I lay sideways across his bed. It was probably past midnight now and everyone else had gone to bed. Darien and I were still not tired yet, so I was hanging out with him; in his room. I know what you must be thinking, but for now it was totally innocent. We were watching cartoons on TV and just enjoying each other's company. Of course, I was not dressed innocently. I still wanted to seduce him, so I was wearing a short, pink, thin strapped nightie that showed a decent amount of cleavage.

" Sere, the remote doesn't work, and I don't wanna get up right now. I'm too comfortable." Darien sighed as he moved a bit closer to me, now whispering in my ear. I shivered with excitement. He pulled away.

" Are you okay?" He asked, running a hand down my arm. I gasped. My skin is so sensitive that even the lightest touch could turn me on.

" Uh huh..." I managed to choke out as he kept touching me. Gods this was turning me on, and yet he was only...running...his...hands...down...my..." Oh gods that feels sooo good, Darien!" I gasped as his hands began to trail up and down my spine.

" You like this?" He asked, surprised that I could feel so much from so little. I nodded my head and gasped as he continued.

His fingers lightly traced the muscles in my shoulders, going lower and lower. I gasped and reflexively twitched as his fingers brushed over the sides of my breasts. He slowly ran his fingers back up and down a few times before heading lower to the sides of my waist. I wanted to moan or groan or something, but I had to keep quiet, lest someone discover us. He kept up his teasing caresses of my skin until I felt my hands start to tingle. I had felt this sensation before, but not quite to this degree. Within minutes, my arms, legs and feet were tingling as well. Then my entire body felt like hundreds of electric shocks were going through me all at once. I shook and gasped repeatedly and my breathing was becoming erratic. My vision started to blur on me and all I could feel was what Darien was doing to me at that very moment.

" Holy shit! What are you doing to me? I've...Oh gods this feels sooo good." I gasped.

Darien suddenly brushed his fingers down to the small of my back, making invisible circles in the middle, causing me to gasp and whimper at his touch. My entire body felt tight. My face was tight. My skin was tight. My muscles were tight. My...ALL of me felt so tight. His fingers suddenly brushed over the backs of my thighs and bottom and I had to bury my face in his pillows to stifle the cries that came from my mouth as he continued this assault of my senses.

" Oh gods, Darien...PLEASE don't stop! I've never felt like this before in my life! Just please don't stop!" I choked out, though my words may have had a lisp to them due to the fact that I couldn't even FEEL my face; it was tingling that much. I couldn't even move at that moment. It was as if all my energy had been drained and yet I felt energy coursing through me.

Darien slowly rolled me over onto my back and slid his hands up the insides of my thighs. I could feel the dampness there and knew that my panties were probably already soaked. Suddenly I arched my back as Darien slid his hand between my legs and touched me lightly, over and over again. I began to summon the energy I needed from my body and pressed myself harder and harder against him; gasping and shaking as I did so. And then I fell back to the bed, exhausted, and Darien slowly slipped my pink, silky panties off of my very damp thighs and tossed them aside as he spread my legs apart for better access to me. His fingers ran over my clit as I stifled my cries of ecstasy with his pillows again. I began bouncing my hips, wanting and needing more from him; and Darien happily obliged.

He carefully spread my legs further apart and positioned his head between them. I groaned as I felt his warm, soft tongue glide over my exposed center, lapping up my honey like one would a tasty treat. He moved his teasing tongue against my clit and I pushed up with my hips and squeezed my thighs reflexively around him. I felt wave after wave of sheer pleasure wash over me and I rolled my head back and managed to not cry out his name, even though I desperately wanted to. I thought he would stop after that. But I was very mistaken, for he kept lapping at me like a cat drinking milk from a saucer. I must have come six times or so after my FIRST orgasm had washed over me. I was pretty sure that was what I had felt. There was no way I could have felt anything more intense, I wouldn't survive it.

Finally, after about three hours or so, Darien and I lay beside each other. I had my head on his chest and he had his arms around me, fingers gently playing with my nipples as I tried to get my senses to relax again. I was fast approaching sleep and I knew that soon...at least after this nap...I would have to go back to my cold, makeshift bed in Raye's bedroom. But for now, I was just where I wanted to be, and I had never felt so safe, warm and loved in all my life.