Hello Hello! Thanks a bunch again to the readers and especially the reviewers- I do love you all so ever so much. I did this chapter keeping in mind to those reviews made on 'Enemies to More' about wanting more Usagi and Mamoru, rather then the whole group effect. But I got include the group. And I'm sure so far I kept it very UsagiMamoru LOL This chapter however, will be rated SERIOUS R. Because there's a lemon (OH YES, finally the lemon!) LOL It's not gonna be something tasteless and sick. It'll stick to the romantic feel and the passionate love they have. It won't have nothing crude, or just plain disgusting, it'll be sweet and romantic. So readers be aware, skip the chapter or just that particular part if you're offended by such things.
Anyhoo, I hope you all enjoy! I should also warn that the story is coming to a close.
Oh yes and just a quick note, for some reason or another; having troubles doing simple text changes like underlining and seperating the different sections of the chapter with plain dots. I'm not sure what's wrong with fanfiction's editing stuff, but that's why I'm not able to seperate the sections anymore, so I apologise if it's a little different to follow.
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Chapter Sixteen:A Moonlight Memory
"Usako." He breathed
"I love you" He whispered as the sensation rushed his body. It was a feeling that matched nothing else on earth. The feeling of her skin, that blushful smile, those beautiful longing eyes staring up at him. She was still smiling weakly as he came to a stop, unable to move off of her, fear of loosing her again.
"Mamo-chan…"
Suddenly he snapped out of his thoughts.
"Mamoru? Are you alright?" Usagi asked looking concerned. She had been talking about how mean Ms. Haruna is always to her, when she looked to find Mamoru's eyes glazed over. He was deep in thought, his mind already fixated on something else. He blinked a few times, realizing where he was. They were in the dining hall, eating lunch.
"Gomen…" He sighed smiling ridiculously. It was usually Usagi who did things like day dream. And what a dream it was. He had became really excited, almost to a strange point that he may force her just there. He looked at her, she was smiling at him; in a playful way. She was really cute when she wanted to be. And that hair style, how could he ever had made a single rude comment about them.
'Oh yeh'. He smirked.
"So Odango atama, want more odango atama?" He was being childish and he knew it, but it had been awhile since he called her that. Her nose scrounged cutely, her arms folded.
"Don't start. You know my name is Usagi. U-SA-GI." She snapped. Mamoru flashed her that smug grin that used to bother her so much, but it did something different in her stomach. An urge of need, a strange urge. She had never felt this way about someone, and never thought that if could be for Mamoru. He was handsome, and really very nice and considerate when he wasn't picking on her. But that odango name didn't really bother her, she was just happy to have him with her.
"Alright alright." He laughed digging into some food. He felt very hungry. During that awkward time, he never felt hungry, just tired and strained. But he felt he had his energy back. He hoped that their last night on the ship was good. He planned to take her shopping and buy her something nice, then to the ball in the evening and finally dancing. He wanted to show her a wonderful time, and make every wish of hers come true. He had waited too long to be with her, and owed her the perfect date. She smiled back at him.
"This is crazy Ai." Mizu exclaimed. He knew his sister was a jealous evil person, but what she was asking. No matter how much he missed Usagi, no matter how much he hated Mamoru. Somehow being around Usagi had changed him, changed the way he thought about people and himself. He didn't want to go back to that self again, and though it hurt to loose Usagi; he was happy with the changes.
"You mean to say, you're alright with Mamoru touching and kissing her every night brother?" Ai smirked taking a sip of her vodka drink. Mizu cringed at the thought. His mind took him to this morning when he saw Mamoru in the same room with Usagi. He knew what they would have done.
"And poor Usagi. He must've tricked her somehow. She seems so innocent and naïve too." Ai added, increasing the agony Mizu felt. He turned towards his sister. She was seating and drinking, after spending such a long time scheming. Mizu should've known better not to fall for her words, but at the very mention of Usagi being touched by that man.
"How are we gonna separate them?" He asked making himself a drink. It had been a long time since he drank, but after everything he had been through; he felt it was much needed. Ai's face shrouded with a happy dark delight. A smirk coming to her face.
"Perfect."
They were ending their shopping. Usagi feeling overwhelmed by all the nice things Mamoru insisted he buy for her. A beautiful silk handkerchief, a small jewel box, and a very expensive hand crafted ancient mirror. It was too much, and she even had to put her foot down. He was trying his best to give her the best date she ever had. It was to make up for all the times he avoided her, and the time that he should've given her at the amusement park.
"I really like that you bought me all this, but it's really too much." Usagi said looking nervous as she smiled. She had never seen Mamoru like this, so eager to please her. She supposed it was payback for all the times he picked on her. Somehow, those memories, even though it was spent fighting; were her fondest.
"It's not." Mamoru laughed a little, knowing he was going over board, but it didn't matter to him. He just wanted Usagi to have the best time ever with him. It was, their first official date since they remembered their past. But he knew there would be many dates, well not really dates since their hearts were already one. He knew what his future would hold, and no matter what disasters; she'd be with him.
Usagi giggled. They were walking when a fancy store window came into view. In it was a beautiful white dress with a soft pink shimmer. She was at awe as she stared at it. Mamoru saw the dress, and it was the most beautiful dress he'd seen, and the only way it would look any better; if it was on Usagi.
"Come on." He pulled on her arm into the store. Usagi yelped as she went in, and then gave off another large yelp when she heard the price.
"We can't Mamoru. It's too much." She insisted in a whisper when the snooty store clerk left to tend to something else. Usagi looked hilarious, her eyes bulging from her head, a large tear drop falling down her head; her mouth flopped open. He cupped her face bringing it up to him. Her expression changed to panic, a happy panic feeling that he may kiss her. She hoped that he would.
"Usagi…please try it on." He begged with that winning smile and those midnight eyes. Usagi melted into a puddle right there and dizzingly agreed.
She had caught everyone's attention, even the snooty clerks eyes. Usagi looked dashing, the most beautiful alive. She looked just like a princess, his princess from long ago. A large smile came to his face after the happy shock drained from his body. There was a gasp from the people inside the store, all wanting to know if she was some heiress of some large fortune. Usagi blushed. The dress was the perfect size. It was strapless and hugged her body the right way, it sparkled magnificently; just like her eyes.
"It's perfect." The clerk said in awe.
"No, something's missing." Mamoru wasn't sure what. But his eyes kept coming back to her neck. There was something very important missing, but he just couldn't understand what.
"We'll take it." He said regardless, she just looked too brilliant in it. Usagi saw the price tag again and fainted comically, with her legs twitching in the air.
"So expensive." She murmured from the floor as Mamoru wiped the tear drop from his head. But this dent in his budget was nothing, he could afford it.
'I am the prince of earth after all' He laughed to himself, while Usagi twitched on the ground.
Ai and Mizu kept to themselves rather then mingle with the crowd. And if someone did approach casually, even a waiter; Ai would annoy them away. They were waiting, waiting for Mamoru and Usagi to arrive.
"You understand what you're supposed to do. Don't chicken out on me. You're a man." Ai whispered casually as she took another sip of her drink. Mizu wasn't sure still, he felt uncomfortable and worried about it all. He didn't want to do this, but if it was the only way to get Usagi back; he would have to.
"I know." He muttered. They were in the corner of the grand hall, waiting for the last of the arrivals so that dinner could be served. When suddenly Mamoru and Usagi arrived. The hall, even with it's size; silenced to a hush. The light seemed to shine on the couple, they seemed like royalty. Mamoru dressed in a dark black tux, with a red rose , and Usagi wearing that perfect dress. Usagi felt shy in front of all those gawking eyes. Even some of the staff stopped what they were doing to see them. It was like some distant memory, like in their story book lives on the moon; Usagi remembered doing this before. Making her grand entrance in front of a large crowd of loyal subjects. She was timid but happy. She looked up to Mamoru, her hand in his. He smiled down.
"You look beautiful Odango atama." He smiled making her blush even more. She loved that special gaze, those loving eyes only meant for her. And even that twisted pet name. They started to walk in, the crowd still in awe.
Ai was cringing, madness calling out for murder. Mizu was greatly disturbed, that was supposed to be his grand entrance with her; and Mamoru had stolen that from him. How could she trade him like that, what nerve did she have to abandon him and go to Mamoru. His temper rose seeing Usagi with that other man. Drunk and growing madder, he was sure now, he was sure that he had to do this, to ensure that he and Usagi will be together. He wasn't sure what had happened to him since he met Usagi, but he knew that he couldn't loose her.
Scrumptious lobster, roast chicken; and all sorts of wonders graced her abyss of a belly. Usagi had stuffed herself to huge balloon. Mamoru couldn't believe how much she ate, a girl her size; and so young. He wondered if she really could beat him at a eating contest. Then again, he was sure she could. But rather then get embarrassed, which he was a little, he continued to watch her with passionate eyes. Even in her messiest mess, with sauce and a lobster leg dangling down from her lips; she was the most beautiful woman alive. He leaned over and wiped the blotch of sauce from her face. Usagi felt embarrassed, she wondered where her manners ran off too. With him, she felt natural and free. She laughed anxiously, apologizing for her terrible eating habits.
"Oh I'm gonna be sick." Ai cringed, her teeth grinding madly as she took another shot of vodka. She wasn't sure how much she had drank, but her sense of revenge had heightened. She was sickened to no end. Mizu was drinking, a lot more then he should have been. He knew that alcohol and him never mixed, but he couldn't help it. Usagi's memory plagued him.
"I'm not sure. I've never really danced like this before." Usagi was blushing madly as Mamoru took her hand leading her onto the dance floor. She accepted, hoping against hope, that she wouldn't flumble and fall over.
"Ow." Mamoru cringed a little as Usagi's heel dug into his foot. His smile twitched as Usagi apologized. He laughed taking her hand into his.
"You're trying too hard. Just let your body flow…like this." He whispered as he brought her body close to his. They were touching, dancing as if on clouds, gliding across slowly as the crowd vanished from their perfect picture. Usagi's eyes softened as she let go of that klutzy girl she used to be; and suddenly a change happened in her. She felt like she was dancing, dancing like she had that last night on the moon. Flashes of a white marble floor, a long stair way and a crowd of people dancing happily with them. Usagi remembered that night, their final night.
Suddenly, she stopped dancing, her eyes back to normal.
"Usagi?" Mamoru asked looking down at her puzzled and frightened.
"I think I just need to freshen up." Usagi smiled feeling suddenly hot. Mamoru agreed, and watched her head to the ladies washroom. He hoped that she was alright. Maybe she had just eaten too much. A smile came to his face.
'She did eat a lot.' He thought.
"Phew" Usagi exhaled. Her eyes were small and sad. She had seen their final night together. She wondered, where had the star locket vanished too, and the necklace Mamoru gave her. Her eyes started to tear up. Why had such a thing happen to them, to their peaceful happy lives. She wondered how things would've turned out, if they hadn't died.
"Hi Usagi." A voice came suddenly wrapping a tight hand over her mouth and waist.
It had now been ten minutes since Usagi left for the washroom, and now Mamoru was starting to worry. He started to walk, when someone took his hand and twirled into his body. He grunted when he realized who it was.
"Ai." He groaned trying to remove his hand from hers.
"Miss me darling." She said seductively. He could smell the intense stench of alcohol and it almost made him gag. She moved, shifting her body closer into his, moving her hips seductively and twirling her fingers in his shirt. Mamoru looked around, it was too crowded to just push her off. But he tried to peal her body off of his as he moved towards the ladies washroom.
"Ai, stop it." He angrily tensed as he pulled her off of him as properly as he could without throwing her across the ball room. She smirked, her drunken eyes glassy with lust.
"Oh stop this now Mamoru. We both know what's meant to happen with us tonight." She grinned as she leaned into his body, moving her large breasts into his chest and her hips closer to his. Mamoru felt sick, and could've thrown up, but he held back. The temptation to hit her also rang on his head, but what would he look like then.
"I said stop it." He voiced, a little louder. Ai's face became scrounged annoyed with his behavior towards her.
"Oh, come off of it. You don't think I'd let you go with that girl. Why would you? When you have…" She smirked licking her lips as she moved her hand down his chest and belly button; slowly moving towards that part of his body. Mamoru's body cringed, he was becoming violent.
"You're body's reacting Mamoru. Don't fight it. I can give you a night you'll never forget." She whispered drunkenly into his ear. Mamoru had finally hit the boiling point, the madness in his heart had come to it's level.
"Get off of me!" He shouted pushing her off of him. The crowd looked over to see a stunned Ai and a vocal Mamoru.
"You think you can just give sex and that's it! That's all that is in a relationship! I told you to stay away from me, but you didn't." He shouted uncontrollably. Ai looked around, the crowd of people building up around them in a large circle making murmurs and talking as Mamoru continued to shout at her.
"You make me sick! I would never, I would NEVER leave Usagi! You get that in your head!" He shouted louder then he had ever in his life. It was like he was back on the moon that night, cursing at the tall dark hideous woman who was threatening his Usagi. He felt like three months of torture by Ai and her wild brother had finally brought him here.
"How dare you!" She shouted, her fists balled and shaking as the crowd watched.
"Are you forgetting who I am?" She screamed, trying to salvage some of her dignity.
"Who are you Ai? Exactly who are you? You throw yourself to any man hoping to feel like you have control over them. You dress like that because it makes you feel beautiful and empowered. You toss your money around like it's worth nothing because nothing is worth anything to you. So yeah, I know exactly who you are. You're Ai from America, a cheapest millionaire hooker." Mamoru said calmly. He then turned heels and stormed off to the ladies room, never once turning back. He knew that Ai was speechless and humiliated, but he didn't care. He felt he wanted to say more, and should have stayed back to continue his insults; but what was the point of it. Ai wasn't worth his words.
She was humiliated alright, more then she could ever have been. The large circle of people had clouded the ball room with rumors and thoughts about her as she stood there feeling naked.
"What are you all looking at! I'll show you all! I can buy you all!" She shouted in almost tears as she tripped from her drunkenness. She didn't know what to say, for the first time in her life; her money couldn't save her.
"Mizu! Why are you doing this!" Usagi shouted finally able to speak up. She had been kidnapped and dragged into his room, with no witnesses to see it. She stood in front of him, angry and ready to slap him; but regardless she couldn't feel danger. He stared into her eyes, he was drunk, all the passion in him for her doubled in his soul.
"I tried to let it go Usagi. I said 'no, she picked him'". He smiled pathetically as he moved to pour himself another drink. He had been drinking too much, Usagi could tell by the redness in his eyes. She almost became worried for him, and sad that he had to face such a heart break. After all he didn't do anything wrong to deserve this, and she didn't even explain anything to him; even after he had been such a wonderful person to her. She sighed, feeling a little upset with herself.
"Mizu, I'm sorry that you had to find out this way. But you should know I never meant to hurt you." She pleaded hoping that he would be able to see the sincerity in her eyes.
"Mamoru and I…it's hard to explain how we came to be really…but Mizu, you're such a great guy and-"
"OH YEAH? If I'm so bloody great, why aren't you with me!" He shouted angrily violently throwing the shot glass on the floor. Usagi yelped not expecting such an act. He seemed different when he was like this, disillusioned and mean. She took a step forward hoping to reach him.
"Mizu, please. Try to understand…I never meant to hurt you. I…I just…I love him…" She whispered in small tears. She didn't know how to explain how Mamoru and she came to be, or the truth about their relationship, their secret past; their destined love. There were no words that could express or make him understand such a strange thing. Mizu gave a gruff laugh.
"You love him do you? That's just delightful now isn't it?" He snorted as he walked closer to her. Usagi felt a little unsafe, worried that he may try to hurt her in his drunk rage.
"Mizu, you're not thinking straight right now. You had too much to drink-"
"Oh no, I think I'm just fine Usagi. You know why?" he smirked wildly. Usagi swallowed hard and backed up.
"Because I don't need your love. All I want is you. Forever and ever, just you." He smiled as he grabbed her shoulders tightly and moved in for a kiss. Usagi was in a state of shock, but her arms came up defensively to shield her from the kiss.
"Mizu! Stop this!" She shouted trying to push him back. Her back was now at the front door, leaning up against it as Mizu smirked and fought her efforts.
"I can't Usagi. I won't. I'm going to have you, even if it means taking you by force. But you're going to be mine." He shouted this time grabbing her wrists and slamming them hard on to the door. She was trapped, her dress too hard to fight in. Her beautiful dress. Mamoru and her perfect evening. Tears started to well in her eyes, as she watched his eyes close the gap between them. But when his lips were close, close enough to kiss, something happened to him. He stopped and looked down at her. She was crying, her eyes closed tightly. She was disgusted, she didn't want to be his. It hurt more. This was supposed to serve as his relief, his way to have her. But it hurt. To watch her cry before him, her silence telling him that she didn't want him. He pulled back, letting go of her wrists. Usagi's eyes opened to see that Mizu had walked away, more then ten feet from her. He was just staring at her, with sad dead eyes.
"Gomen…I can't." He sadly smiled. Usagi's tears stopped. She felt bad for him, even though she should have been screaming at him, throwing daggers at him. She couldn't stop feeling sad for him.
"I want to be with you so badly Usagi…but I can't… Ai was wrong about me. I really do love you." He smiled with tears streaking down his face. Usagi felt as if she would cry too, watching him walk to the couch and sit quietly down.
"You can go….Mamoru's a lucky guy." He said quietly. Usagi thought of staying back, saying something to him; giving him some sort of happiness. But he was too drunk and broken right now to talk to. His only cure would be loneliness.
. . . . .. . .. . …
He thought he would murder. He felt that his last patient nerve had been worn down to nothing. Had it not been for Usagi's insistence, both of them would probably have met their deaths tonight. She couldn't hide such a thing from him, and told him the truth about what Mizu had done; and the things he had said to her.
"Mamoru, he was drunk….and…." She whispered slightly as she stared down to her hands. They had been sitting and talking for almost an hour. Mamoru didn't have to convince her to trust him, she just knew; but she was worried that he would do what her father would do; and try to kill someone. And she was right, Mamoru's first instinct was to race over to Mizu and kill him. It didn't matter to him that he never got his kiss, just the very fact that his hands had touched his love. It had taken Usagi's full power to hold him back.
"…And?" Mamoru asked wondering what else could have happened.
"I feel sorry for him." She sighed. After all thinking back, he was the first guy to give her such loving attention, but a destined love got in their way. But it wasn't like she felt affections for Mizu, it had always felt wrong and strange; perhaps because her heart was else where. So why did Mizu have to grace her life. It was just another soul affected by the tragedy of the moon. Had Mamoru and her never been separated, Mizu and Ai would never have come into their lives.
Mamoru was silent. He never led Ai on, she was the one always insisting on him, even when he made it so obvious to her. But he did feel for Mizu, he seemed to have genuinely taken interest in Usagi. And he wasn't a one girl type of man. These changes would be good for him, perhaps that is why he came into their lives.
"It's okay. Lets just try to enjoy the view." He smiled cupping her hands and smiled sweetly. The lights seemed to automatically dim as they watched the ocean from their room. The ocean silently flowed under the perfect light of the moon. Usagi's hand in Mamoru's.
It was very late when Mamoru woke up. They had been sleeping for less then thirty minutes when a strange sensation gripped him. This longing to touch Usagi, to be near her; to love her. He had that dream again. Where he saw himself back in his apartment, kissing her passionately in his bed, working up his body; tangled in the sheets with her. His eyes moved to his side and found Usagi nuzzling a pillow. He smiled. He moved down and kissed her exposed arms as they tightly hugged the pillow. His lips continued to place little kisses on her as she started to wake. Her eyes fluttered open wondering what this wonderful feeling was. She found Mamoru soft eyes looking down at her. She smiled.
"You're awake?" She giggled. She moved a little as Mamoru came closer to her. Neither one realizing how close they had come, and how they agreed to sleep in this one bed again. He cupped her face moving to kiss her. A tight excitement burst in Usagi's stomach, she wanted to be kissed by her so badly. It felt like one of their first kisses when his lips met hers. It was the longest too. He started to nuzzle her neck, his hand softly touching her arms. Usagi was a little tense, were they really going to do what she thought was going to happen. She felt shy and embarrassed. It wasn't her first time, she remembered the countless other times they had. Yet, she still felt that eager anxiety, that romantic shock with every kiss he placed.
She smelled really good too, and her skin was so soft. His lips kissed, gently down to her collar bone, as his hand found her belly. Her face became red as she felt him massage her bare skin, moving his hand so close to under her left breast. She loved it, and hoped that he wouldn't do a crazy thing like, stop.
"Usagi..." He whispered as he looked deep into her eyes. He hoped that he hadn't pressured her. Regardless of how many times they had engaged in these intimate moments; he didn't' want to force her. She smiled, her cheeks lightly flushed with excitement and need.
"I know what it is that I want. But I want to make sure you know what you want too." He said gently. Usagi became red. This was just like the last time, he asked her. It was too embarrassing for her to admit she wanted to continue; and it was even worse that he was forcing her to consent loudly. She felt hot under his gaze, and even had the sudden urge to just jump him. For how long would he keep asking for her consent, and when would he just ravage her.
"I just want to make sure that you're alright with this. You can say no Usagi. I won't mind." He whispered his forehead resting on hers. She always did love when he did that. She sighed, feeling relaxed. Her mind perfectly made up, yet too embarrassed to scream 'yes oh god yes!'.
"I…I want…" She stuttered feeling the most embarrassed she had been in a long time. Mamoru listened to her carefully, hoping that he wasn't assaulting her.
"I want it to…" She said quickly and completely embarrassed. So embarrassed that she pulled the blanket up to cover her face. Mamoru wondered why she did that for a moment, but realized; she must be embarrassed. He started to slide down the blanket, a large smile on his face. But he wouldn't say words to her tonight; he would only show her through the movements of his body, how much he loved her.
"Usagi…" He whispered into her ear as he started to touch her stomach again, this time a lot smoother; a lot softer. Usagi started to melt, when he started to kiss her. She wasn't sure what to do with her hands at first; but when his body moved into hers, she knew. His hand started to flow around her bare skin, mindlessly. It was all instinct now. The kiss hardened, so did their bodies as it became more passionate. Slowly he found her ribs sliding just underneath her chest. Usagi felt her heart skip a beat when he came so close to such a sensitive part. Mamoru could tell by the quick exhale of her breath, her body liked it, and urged for more. He proceeded, but painfully slow. He moved to pull off her shirt, unbuttoning as he kissed. He knew she needed air, but she didn't want to break the kiss. Usagi didn't realize she was grabbing him so hard, hugging his body into hers.
Mamoru started to move a little fast, her shirt undone; her breasts exposed. She felt the warmth of his chest, she knew her top was off. Her cheeks blushed a happy rose when Mamoru broke the kiss to look down into her eyes. He wanted her to know that he loved her, more then anything in the world, he wanted to see if that same love was returned before he continued. It felt like the first time. She smiled gently, her eyes a watery sea of love. He smiled back at her.
Their lips met again, kisses becoming hotter and more passionate. Usagi moaned when she felt his warm hand on her body again, he knew he could move ahead. Suddenly he was cupping her breasts, his lips finding its way down her neck and collar bone. The sensation was sending her to a wonderful place, where her body needed him. Without knowing where his kisses were leading, she gasped when his mouth took her nipple. He swirled his tongue moving his free hand around her hips, bringing her closer. Her back arched, her eyes shut, moaning.
Mamoru pulled on her pajama's pants, slowly revealing the cotton pink panties. He stopped so that he could more easily undress her. Usagi gasped again, realizing what Mamoru was staring down at. He smiled, a little giggle in his voice. It was her cutest panties, with a little white bunny in the middle. Usagi blushed madly realizing how such a romantic moment was probably ruined fantastically. She should've been wearing something more sexy. Mamoru placed a sweet kiss on her forehead, and then did what Usagi forgot he would be doing. He slipped off his pants and under garment. She squealed with excitement and shyness. It looked exactly how she remembered it, except…that it was ready. Usagi blushed as Mamoru laid her back down. She sighed happily as he started to again kiss her, to take her mind to that wonderful time. Their bodies were glued to each other, the blankets giving them that extra warmth. His knee parted her legs causing an extraordinary thrill between her thighs. She moaned when her lips were freed and his hands and mouth manipulated her body.
Her soft moans were filled with ecstasy as was Mamoru. She was shy, he knew she would be, but when her hands started to move with his body; he became very eager. She was doing things to him without even knowing it. Her delicate fingers were tracing his back, coming to his chest and down his stomach. A few times she came close, real close to the part of his body he wanted her to touch. Usagi could tell he was liking the way she touched his body, and could tell he wanted more. She was feeling timid suddenly, wondering how he would react if she moved to grab it. Finally, she decided it was too much, and she needed to feel him the same way he was with her. Slowly, very slowly her soft hands moved, he lifted his body up and looked deep into her eyes. He was breathing heavily, anticipating the feel of her hand. He thought he would explode when he felt her take a hold of him. She did nothing at first but grip it. She was red, but too excited emotionally and physically to think. Her hand started to move automatically, causing him an un-imaginable sensation. The feeling tensed his body up, the need to just pull her legs apart and push in increasing. But that silly underwear was in the way. He moved down, Usagi loosing her gentle hold of his manhood. She felt wetness down there, and she wasn't sure why when he pulled off the last piece of garment. He hovered over her again, looking passionately into her eyes.
"Usagi…are you sure you want this?" He smiled whispering into her ear. Usagi's cheeks was a blissful shy pink, she wished he hadn't stopped to confirm what she wanted to do. She nodded yes, unable to say it outloud. It was good enough for Mamoru. She could feel his hardness pinned up against her, rubbing her inner thighs in such a playful way. She gasped each time it touched her most sensitive part. Mamoru's eyes became watery, he wanted her.
"It'll hurt a little even though it's not our first time..." He whispered as he continued to tease her body, rubbing just enough of her to get her incredibly excited. Usagi breathed heavily, trying not to scream in passion. She understood what he was trying to say, he waited for the feeling of his entrance to tighten in her. He went slowly in at first, keeping his eyes on her the whole time. He watched her expression change slightly, as the pain took over her. She was so beautiful, so wonderful. He never wanted to forget her again, never wanted to forget their lives; their love. Suddenly he pushed in all the way, causing her to yelp in pain.
"It's okay…it's just a bit tight." Usagi urged, she could tell he was horrified to see her in pain. He smiled down at her, as she did. He stayed in place for a bit, waiting for the feeling of that special something to make it's home. It wasn't the first time, but it sure brought back memories of that night. Slowly when he could tell she was more comfortable, he started to move. Pushing and pulling as easily as possibly. He was worried that the feeling was taking over his body, and had to slow down many time to that same easy pace. He was even starting to moan, it felt wonderful. Usagi smiled up at him, taking his face and kissing his lips.
Her body urged him to speed up, and he did. He felt her breasts under his chest, moving with him. The strong sensation shivering up his manhood to stomach. This was the most wonderful thing, the most wonderful time. They were unbothered by anything around them, in the world. He kept his eyes on her, as the passion drove him to new levels of pleasure as it did for Usagi. Their vision locked on each other. He never wanted to forget her again, and he prayed at that moment that he wouldn't. He wanted to burn her image into his mind, keep it sealed for eternity in his heart. She was moaning a little louder, they were soft huffs of air, the room was filled with it. He groaned, his passion reaching slowly to it's goal. He could tell by the way Usagi felt, she was close too.
He couldn't blink suddenly, he just didn't want to. He feared if he did, she would vanish from his life again. And the pain of loosing her once more, would devastate him. So he kept them on her, as she stared up at him. She was happy, that she could once again be with her Mamoru like this.
It was becoming too much, their control on their bodies were lost. Mamoru groaned in pleasure as he felt his body tense, his muscles tighten.
"I love you Usako…" He struggled to say in between his thrusts. Her eyes lit up and softened again, tears coming to her eyes. His whole body exploded in unexplainable pleasure as she shivered happily underneath him. It was a burst of life and energy that filled them, as they shared the sensation with each other.
"I love you." He whispered again as the feeling left him. She smiled in tears, never knowing that such an intimate act would feel this wonderful; this exciting. He stayed on top of her, staring down at her affectionately. They had once again, consummated their love. He gently kissed her forehead, feeling sleepy, as did Usagi. She could only weakly smile at him, and only able to say.
"I love you too Mamo-chan…"
You know, I don't care how many times I write it; it's still got be romantic. Well I hope that chapter keeps you guys busy until my next one. Just a small warning, it is coming to an end.
On the next chapter: The cruise is over and it's back to regular home life. How does Mamoru break the news to Motoki and Reika; and who are these five young girls? Find out next!