Happy Thanksgiving, guys! It's not something that is celebrated in my parts of the world, however, I'm feeling very thankful for our little Usamamo fandom corner, and all the love and support you blew my way the other day and in general, and hope to give a bit of that love back to you!
Anyway, today's a new kiss :) Have fun with it!
A Kiss To Gain Something
"I need you."
She hadn't even said hello. Just barged into his apartment like she'd barged into his life and stopped in front of him with a determined pull to her lips.
He settled his book down onto the couch next to him and tried to bite back a blooming half-smile but helplessly failed. "Ok...?" he said, looking up at her with the half-smile fully in place, one eyebrow raised.
She rolled her eyes with a huff. "Not like that."
"Right." The half smile turned into a smirk.
He leant back into the cushions a little, eyes fixed steadily on her in that way he knew affected her, crossing his legs slowly, and he silently revelled in the fact that it caused a blush to form on her cheeks, even if her expression never wavered.
She nodded curtly and continued on as if he hadn't just come on to her. "Specifically, I need Mamoru-baka. Ya know, Troll-Mamoru."
He raised both eyebrows, this time.
With an abrupt plop, she landed on the couch beside him, squishing his book, and grabbed his hands. "Please," she begged, tone intense. "I need your help."
He threw her a look. "And who exactly do you plan to flirt with, Usako?"
Her mouth fell open and her cheeks blew up and he immediately realised his mistake.
"HA, SO YOU ADMIT YOU WERE FLIRTING!"
He quirked one side of his lips up but didn't reply.
Her eyes turned into a glare.
"'Troll' Mamoru?" he quipped instead.
"An apt description."
His smirk only grew, and he shifted his shoulder closer, tilting his head towards her. "If you say so."
"Of the guy who I need," she continued.
His smirk was on full force now. "You've been saying that, yes."
She pursed her lips but leaned her face closer, too. "Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. He's in this room right now."
He shifted closer, pulled at her. "Is he now?" he purred, his voice all tease, and he was all sorts in her personal space by now with wide mischievous eyes and that full smirk stretching his lips, nodding at her slowly only a breath away.
She huffed.
He lifted his chin a little, licked his lips and focused on hers. "And what DO you need my services for, Odango Atama?" he breathed at her.
It felt like all sorts of triumph when her lip quivered ever so slightly under his close attention.
But then she sighed, deep and annoyed.
"God, you're distracting," she whined.
He grinned at her, toothy and wide, wriggling his eyebrows just once, just barely, as he pulled at her arms, leant back, and sighed contentedly when she plopped into his lap with that delicious pout, crossing her arms behind his neck.
"...there's a chance you're not gonna help me if I tell you," she admitted with half an almost accusing glare.
He shifted her in his lap, hands on her hips and thumbs stroking slowly, and craned his neck to better look up at her with a slow quirk to his brow. "Please don't use my flirting technique to prank your brother, Usako."
She crinkled her nose cutely. "Ew, no."
He chuckled, but then Usagi went for the kill.
Slipping her hands back down to his chest, she rubbed her palms slowly up and down his shirt, rubbing herself fully up against him and batting her eyelashes. "Will you help me?" she cooed at him, then rubbed her nose against his ever so softly.
"Hmmm," he sighed, and helplessly gave in when her lips slowly puckered and ever so briefly brushed them against his, soft and sensuous, her lip balm slipping smoothly between them.
It was a good kiss. A great kiss. He wanted more.
A moan that was a sigh that was a moan, he lifted his shoulders off the couch, stretching, arching up to fall closer against her. His hands at her hips starting to grip and pull tighter, and she giggled prettily into his mouth, even when her hands found his cheeks and she kissed him deeper, tongue stroking into his mouth.
But she withdrew it much too soon, releasing him with a light, teasing suck at his lower-lip, and it was his turn to whine when she opened her eyes back up and twinkled expectantly at him.
She really wasn't fighting fair.
"Do I get more of these if I agree?" he sighed happily.
She smiled so prettily, puckered her lips again to drop the softest peck of a kiss with her feather-lips onto his, and then another, and another.
He sighed in defeat. "I'm going to regret this immediately, aren't I?"
Her smile immediately turned into the sun, victory stretching all across her face, and she jumped off his lap with a whoosh, pulling at his hands to drag him with her.
He blinked, let himself get pulled, because what else would he do but surrender blindly. "Uh... where…"
She shrugged, smiled that sweet smile at him. "Out to help me," she said, and chucked his shoes at him in the genkan.
He curled his hands in hers and shrugged and followed, because of course he would.
Obvious Setting Tag: Ummm.. not very obvious this time? Post-Stars I guess? But really like, whenever?
Hope you liked it!