Torn Asunder
This one shot is inspired by the incredible piece of fan-fiction "Eudaimonia" by Arsino. It contains mature themes, (trigger warning: implied assault), and is not advised for readers under the age of 18. Please note: I do not own Sailor Moon.
His prize was laid out before him, a treasure to savor. Sailor Moon had lost the transformation of her fuku, the ribbons falling helplessly across her wounded body in a false breeze. The future Neo-Queen Serenity was striking. Even in her fragile state, the gods could not rival her beauty. She was everything he wanted and more in the flesh; his to conquer and possess.
"So beautiful." A savage smile spread across his visage as Prince Diamond mounted the dais positioning himself over Sailor Moon. With a quick motion he tore away the compact removing the final remnants of her Guardian Fuku. He carefully inspected the compact letting it rest in his palm, feeling the hum of energy emanating from the Silver Crystal. It felt airy and light, not unlike a rare summer day.
"You'll have no further need for this," he commented as he placed the crystal compact in his pocket with a gentle pat. Prince Diamond turned his attention back to Serenity who had begun to stir. The remains of her Fuku had been replaced with casual civilian attire.
He leaned over the moon princess and studied her soft features. She was younger than the Queen, that much was certain. However, it was hard to determine at what age the Queen had actually stopped maturing. The Queen's eyes were the only feature that indicated her advanced age, their harsh glare revealing centuries of history. This incarnation, didn't look a day over nineteen.
Diamond brushed away Serenity's golden bangs and drew a sharp breath, surprised when he did not find the mark of the White Moon. "She has not yet fully awakened," he observed.
Undoing her twin buns, Diamond laced his fingers between the strands of moonbeam hair feeling the glossy waves. He lifted the plait up and inhaled; heady and sweet, she smelled of lilac. Diamond made a mental note. He wanted Serenity to always smell like this; innocence and sunshine. Her scent, her very being was intoxicating to him. She was an addiction that he had no desire to curb. Princess Serenity was finally in his possession. Years of patiently planning had gotten him to this moment. Victory was his and it was so sweet.
"You are the sun, effervescent, and shining- a true goddess in the flesh," he thought to himself. Diamond lifted Serenity's hand and placed a soft kiss upon her waiting flesh. Gently he returned the limb to her chest as if not to disturb her placid form.
Diamond touched her cheek and Serenity's rose petal lips parted ever so slightly as she inhaled deeply at the contact. His fingers danced as they delicately traced Serenity's soft lips. Her mouth was the color of cherry blossoms- soft pink and fresh. Diamond smiled darkly; oh the things he would do to her. The future queen was his to mold into the deity that he desired. He would worship her as the Angel she was amongst man.
Prince Diamond began his ravishment as his hands and lips leisurely worked their way down Serenity's milk and honey features, softly peppering her with feather light kisses. He wanted to savor this moment. His most carnal desire was about to be fulfilled. Diamond closed his eyes and calmed his breathing. This was a moment to fully embrace.
The Princess stirred; Serenity's body betrayed her when Diamond brushed his hand against her skirt and she let out a soft cry. Encouraged, he continued his assault.
"Please. . . ," her voice was barely above a whisper as she struggled to form words, ". . . stop." Her breaths were shallow and rapid, adrenaline flooding her veins as her body failed to respond to her plea. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she took in the space, darting everywhere and nowhere; she was disoriented and terrified as she came to.
Diamond laughed darkly. "Your body tells a different story my pet," he continued kissing her thighs and moved closer to her core. She tried to bat his hand away but even that simple action was too much for her in her weakened state. The once invincible Queen was vulnerable.
His desire, which had become anxiously apparent the moment he laid eyes on her draped across the platform, now pulsed mercilessly urging him to claim her body for his own.
The wild undercurrent that drove his moves and counter moves for years could no longer be contained. His face darkened with desire. He would have her. Finally.
Prince Diamond claimed Serenity's exquisite lips in a wanton kiss. Let his generals tear apart the remaining senshi and salt the Earth. His prize lay firmly in his grasp.