A/N: Nihao, and welcome to another chapter. ^_^ As usual, this is the
counterpart to Steel Flint's story "My Unrequited Love", but in Minako's
viewpoint. Finally we have made it to the beach scene. Bwahahaa I've been
waiting for this one. ^_^
By the way, the Sailor Moon characters still don't belong to me. Oh, and this story is a yuri with lemon related stuff sprinkled in for good measure. In fact, I think this chapter is the most lemonist so far. So if you think sex (especially between two girls) is evil, or if you're too young to watch rated R movies then find a different story to read.
And finally this story is dedicated to MY Makoto, Love you, too, Beloved (Mushy Moment tm )
Oh, one last thing. Like I said, this story is in Minako's viewpoint, so beware: She is a very weird person so the way her mind works is very scary. You have been warned. ^_^
The Unrequited Love: Minako's Side of the Story.
Chapter Three - The Beach
I can't keep my eyes off Makoto while she cooks. Sure, I can't keep my eyes off of her ANY TIME, but this time I wasn't trying to picture her naked. I just like watching her cook. I mean, it's so fascinating, cause I can't. Cook, that is. I wonder how she does it...
Makoto must notice my interest, cause she starts explaining to me what she is doing. This is so cool, cause it feels like I'm on a set of a cooking show. I can see it now: Cooking with Mako-chan, with her lovely assistant: me.
Heh, there's more than two ways to get on television!
I accidentally drop a whole bag of flour on the counter, which of course explodes in a puff of white smoke and I decide I'll never make it as a cooking assistant.
Ah well, back to being an idol singer wanna be.
At least Mako-chan is patiant with me. She didn't even scream bloody murder when I messed up her kitchen. Just helped me clean up...
Ah, she's too good for me..
"It amazes me how you put up with me Mako-chan." I say, still sheepish about the mess.
She laughs. "It's easy." she says and to my surprise, taps the end of my nose.
I'll never wash my nose again..... unless I sneeze really hard and get it all icky, then I suppose I will have to. 'Til then, I'll just enjoy this moment...
"Oh?" I still can't help flirting a bit.
"I know you mean well."
Oh, Mako-chan! I knew you'd still understand me! "I do."
I must have scared her with my enthusiasm, cause she coughs and turns away and finishes packing the picnic basket. "There. We're all ready now."
"Very cool." I say, turning down the seriousness factor a bit. I guess I can't be too intense around her... yet. I make sure to bounce a bit, to add to my convinciveness. (Is that even a word?)
Haruka arrives. Damn, I don't get Makoto to myself anymore... Wait Artemis was here too, so I never really had her to myself in the first place. Note to self: Next time, ditch the cat.
"I heard that." Artemis the chaperone mutters.
I do my best to ignore him "Oh, Haruka's here to take us to the beach!" I call to Makoto in case she didn't know.
"Fine, then she can carry this for us." Makoto says rather curtly, thrusting the picnic basket in the sky senshi's arms. I grab Artemis, and the three of us head out to Haruka's convertible.
As usual, Michiru is already in the front seat. She greets us with a nod and a smile. Haruka dumps the basket off in the trunk as Makoto and I climb into the back. The other girls are riding in Mamoru's sports car.
As usual Haruka drives like a maniac, or one of those people trying to out chase the police on bad American cop shows. I chitchat with Michiru a bit about yesterday's swimsuit shopping. Mostly how annoying Usagi was when she couldn't make up her mind. Haruka gets smacked by Michiru after saying she wouldn't mind watching Usagi change in and out of swimsuits. Despite Haruka's comments and Michiru's violence, I can obviously see that the two are so much in love. Heck, love is radiating off the both of them like a neon sign at Vegas.
And don't get me started on their sex drives.
I am Sooooooooooo jealous of them.
"Don't worry," Michiru says, smiling that mysterious little smile at me. Like she knows exactly what I'm thinking . "Love will come to you."
I blush, feeling a bit violated. How the heck does she do that?? I glance over at Makoto, but she seems oblivious to our conversation. "I wish I can believe you," I reply, hoping Mako won't hear.
Michiru laughs. (Kami, she even laughs gracefully.) "Love will come, if it is true. Some people just take longer admitting that it's there." She looks pointedly at Haruka, who ignores her.
"If you say so... I just wish some people would hurry up already." I pout.
Michiru laughs, again. It's starting to get annoying. "Sometimes the role of prince charming is more satisfying than being the princess. You shouldn't wait to be swept off your feet. Maybe you should be the one doing the sweeping." Her eyes trail over to Makoto, and I realize she has the whole situation between us summed up, while Makoto probably doesn't even notice anything is going on.
How frustrating!
"But I WANT to be the princess!" I protest, and she just shakes her head with another mysterious little smile. This time it probably means: you silly child. Or something condescending like that.
It's even more annoying cause she's probably right. But I just can't give up my romantic ideals.. Can I?
It's too much to think about, so I push it aside and finally notice Makoto is off in la la land somewhere, cause she's been staring off into space for the last ten minutes. I try to call to her, but she doesn't seem to hear me, which worries me more. Oye, even Artemis has noticed cause he's not grooming himself to look good for Luna anymore.
I finally put my hand on her arm, causing her to jump. "Are you alright?" (I have to shout cause the wind is in both of our faces) I then notice her face is all read and splotchy. "You're so flushed."
"Yeah, I'm alright." she calls back.
"What were you thinking about so hard?" I ask, concerned. Now Michiru has turned to look at her and Makoto manages to change to a deeper shade of red. "I called your name three times before I got your attention."
"I was just.. remembering a good dream." Makoto answers.
A dream? She was zonked out over a dream? "What was it about?" My question causes the whole entire car to tense up. Seems that everyone is now hanging on to our every sentence. Even Haruka looks interested.
Finally, Makoto answers. "It was a memory from the Silver Millennium."
Wow, the Silver Millennium? Now that's something. Does she remember? It took me a lot of effort to keep myself from jumping up and down, asking her to tell me over and over again. But I try to play it cool. "Oh?" is all I say with what I hope is mild interest. Kami, I'm a good actress!
"Yeah, it was one of the times you, as Princess Minako, came to visit my family at our palace."
I almost pass out and die right there in the car. Is that all, or does she remember some of the GOOD visits? I want DETAILS, but I'm too afraid to ask for them. Heck, it's taking a lot of concentration just to breathe properly. I swear I'm hyper-ventilating.
Oh, and my bikini bottoms are starting to get wet, as I remember a few of my own memories of those Silver Millennium visits. But I try to push them off to the side and deal with the matter at hand.
"Ah." I say and turn to watch the scenery go by in green and grey blurs. Maybe if I stop looking at Makoto, the heat in my body will go down. Wishful thinking?
But Michiru wasn't ready to drop the topic, "What happened?" she asks, and once again I'm looking at Makoto, cause I reeeeaaally want to know the answer.
"Nothing much." Makoto shrugs. "It was a short dream." And my heart plummets back into my chest, and I feel cold all of a sudden.
I'm too young for hot flashes, right?
Fortunately, that was the end of the car trip drama. We finally arrive at the beach. Thank goodness.
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We pull into the parking lot and I climb out. The sun is shining brightly, a pleasant breeze is blowing and the beach is crowded. I grab Artemis cause sissy-kitty's paws are too delicate for the hot hot sand. Riiiiight, the big baby.
I can still sense Makoto nearby, but I try not to look at her. I don't feel as squishy between my legs anymore, but I'm sure I'll start blushing the minute I look at her. All the different memories I've recovered are rattling in my brain, each dying to come out again, but if I let them, my new bikini bottoms would be absolutely ruined, instead of kind of ruined.
It takes a couple minutes to walk down the beach and I find myself stepping over a couple sunbathers. It's a lot more crowded than I'd thought..
Finally we get close enough to the water to satisfy Haruka so we start setting things up. Michiru spreads out the enormous beach blanket as Haruka jams the pole of the umbrella deep into the sand. She snaps it open and I dump Artemis onto the blanket, then start taking off my outer wear.
Okay, I admit I was changing right there in the open in the hopes that maybe Makoto would notice. Though I hate to admit it, Michiru's words have hit a chord with me. Her advise is also rattling in my brain and some how merges with all the hentai thoughts, causing a wicked idea to suddenly come to me.
I pull out my bottle of sunscreen and wave it in front of Makoto after she changes. "Sunscreen my back?" I ask, pleading with my big ole puppy dog eyes.
To my absolute delight, Mako agrees. "Sure." I try not to be too enthusiastic as I lie down on the blanket. As an added touch, I even pull on the string that ties my bikini top on. Heh hehe, heh, am I brilliant or what?
The minute Makoto's hands touch my back, I enter ecstacy. Oh Kami, I really had no idea how good those fingers would feel there.. soft and gentle and strong.... Bliss.
"MmmmMm.. that really feels good Mako-chan.."
I relax under those hands and before I know it, I'm dozing....
.....Jupiter has snuck into my room again. I try not to giggle as she crawls into bed with me after stripping off her clothes. "What do you think you're doing here?" I whisper.
She pauses from kissing my neck. "What do you THINK I'm doing?" Her lips trail down my chest and linger between my breasts. "I'm here, because I have a surprise for you." she says in a teasing manner, after a moment more of nips and licks and kisses.
"What is it?" I manage to gasp out between moans. I'm so dazed. My head is spinning from her scent and touch and just the essence of my secret lover.
She grins mischievously at me, then holds up something silver that glints in the dark. I gasp, then share her smile.
"Tie me up?" I ask, and Jupiter eagerly approaches me with the handcuffs....
Then it stops. The memory, as well as Mako's hands. I barely hide my disappointment. It felt so good to be touched again... But I reluctantly open my eyes and sit up, holding the front of my top in place with one hand.
I look down at my half nakedness and decide I don't want this to end.
"Tie me up?" ask, holding my hair out of the way, hoping I look enticing, but not too obvious.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm so horny I don't CARE if I'm being obvious!.
But I am rewarded as Makoto reaches forward and grasps the two ends that dangle at my sides.. Her fingers brush against my skin and I can't help but gasp as I felt an electric jolt go through my body, landing near my nether regions, where it lingers.
She hears me thouh, and apologizes, pulling the strings tight around me. But I can't reply. The electric sensation overwhelms me. I can still feel it tingling down there. She finishes tying the strings together into a bow, then stands and finishes changing out of her outer clothes, into her bathing suit.
I stare at her numbly as the shock finally dies down. But by now the others arrive in one big noisy mess. Rei and Usagi are arguing on either side of Mamoru, who's ignoring them both as he carries a large cooler full of drinks. Luna's curled up on top of the cooler. Ami trails behind them, her nose in another book.
They crowd around Makoto and I, and lots of things begin happening at once. Everyone is taking off their clothes, sunscreen is being generously lathered on and now Mamoru is setting up a volleyball net with Ami's help, Usagi's trying to blow up the ball Mako brought and Rei's cranking up the tunes from the boom box.
And all I can think, is that I want to be touched again.
Maybe Michiru was right about this pursuing thing, I muse before pushing Makoto face down on the blanket. "Your turn." I declare in case I didn't get my point across.
I take great pleasure in methodically rubbing the cream into her skin, leaving not one single inch exposed, even the spots covered by the straps that hold the back of her suit together. Her skin is so soft and delicate, dispite her sometimes rough exterior. I swear she has better skin than I do! And I love touching it, and getting a naughty rub in here and there.
"The ball's ready!" Usagi finally yells, telling me it's time to pull my hands away. Damn, I could lather Makoto up all day...
But I head out to play a rousing game of beach volleyball. It's only a moderately good alternative, but it will due.
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It's no good. Even volleyball can't make the horniness go away. I'm so distracted thinking about Makoto and the handcuff memory, and Michiru's advice, that my game is totally screwed up.
Things get really desperate when I go for a walk on the beach with Ami and the cats. I actually ask Ami what she's currently reading. I'm sure it would be boring enough to kill my perverted mood.
Ami looks at me, surprised. I've never shown an interest in her books before, so it takes some convincing that I'm serious. So she starts describing the latest text book Mamoru had lent her.
Just my luck, it's on the study of anatomy.
Kami, I'm gonna have to borrow that book and play with it later. It's almost as good as my hentai manga... Or the kama sutra.
I can't believe I'm drooling over a school book. How low can I sink?
I'm still brooding about that as I sit on the beach next to Usagi. Nearby Rei, Ami and Michiru are building a sand castle.
I need to do something. Keeping this to myself is driving me crazy. And ruining a lot of underwear and bikini bottoms. Maybe Michiru is right and I need to stop waiting for Makoto to confess her love to me and maybe be more aggressive... But how?
Then a brilliant idea came to me. I'll invite myself over tonight! I can just see it now:
There we'll be, watching a romantic movie, snuggling on the couch. Both of us will be eating ice cream out of the same carton. Our spoons will accidentally click together, and I'll giggle demurely.
Then I'll say, "Mako-chan, I have a confession to make.." I'll stop and blush again. My cheeks turning a soft pink. She'll urdge me on, her eyes piercing my soul. Then I'll say those three magic words: "I Love You."
Makoto will gasp, how did I know the secret of her heart? Tears of happiness will flow from her eyes, and she'll say, "Oh, Minako! I Love You too! You're my Sun and Moon, my everything!"
We'll embrace and kiss, and then go play a rousing game of Bondage Fairies in Mako's bedroom.
It's absolutely brilliant!
Course, it would still be better if she'd confess her love to me first, but still, I think I can live with this scenario. Yes, the sleep over is the key!
"Bwahahaa! Now I just need to convince Makoto to hold a sleep over!" I cry, my enthusiasm getting the better of me.
"Wow, Minako-chan!" Usagi cries beside me, reminding me that I'm not alone. "That's a great idea! We should all sleep over at Mako-chan's tonight! It'll be so much fun!"
I fall over. Yes, major sweatdrop time. I'm gonna kill Usagi-chan for ruining my chance to get Makoto alone.
I settle for having her buried in the sand when she falls asleep.
End Chapter Three
By the way, the Sailor Moon characters still don't belong to me. Oh, and this story is a yuri with lemon related stuff sprinkled in for good measure. In fact, I think this chapter is the most lemonist so far. So if you think sex (especially between two girls) is evil, or if you're too young to watch rated R movies then find a different story to read.
And finally this story is dedicated to MY Makoto, Love you, too, Beloved (Mushy Moment tm )
Oh, one last thing. Like I said, this story is in Minako's viewpoint, so beware: She is a very weird person so the way her mind works is very scary. You have been warned. ^_^
The Unrequited Love: Minako's Side of the Story.
Chapter Three - The Beach
I can't keep my eyes off Makoto while she cooks. Sure, I can't keep my eyes off of her ANY TIME, but this time I wasn't trying to picture her naked. I just like watching her cook. I mean, it's so fascinating, cause I can't. Cook, that is. I wonder how she does it...
Makoto must notice my interest, cause she starts explaining to me what she is doing. This is so cool, cause it feels like I'm on a set of a cooking show. I can see it now: Cooking with Mako-chan, with her lovely assistant: me.
Heh, there's more than two ways to get on television!
I accidentally drop a whole bag of flour on the counter, which of course explodes in a puff of white smoke and I decide I'll never make it as a cooking assistant.
Ah well, back to being an idol singer wanna be.
At least Mako-chan is patiant with me. She didn't even scream bloody murder when I messed up her kitchen. Just helped me clean up...
Ah, she's too good for me..
"It amazes me how you put up with me Mako-chan." I say, still sheepish about the mess.
She laughs. "It's easy." she says and to my surprise, taps the end of my nose.
I'll never wash my nose again..... unless I sneeze really hard and get it all icky, then I suppose I will have to. 'Til then, I'll just enjoy this moment...
"Oh?" I still can't help flirting a bit.
"I know you mean well."
Oh, Mako-chan! I knew you'd still understand me! "I do."
I must have scared her with my enthusiasm, cause she coughs and turns away and finishes packing the picnic basket. "There. We're all ready now."
"Very cool." I say, turning down the seriousness factor a bit. I guess I can't be too intense around her... yet. I make sure to bounce a bit, to add to my convinciveness. (Is that even a word?)
Haruka arrives. Damn, I don't get Makoto to myself anymore... Wait Artemis was here too, so I never really had her to myself in the first place. Note to self: Next time, ditch the cat.
"I heard that." Artemis the chaperone mutters.
I do my best to ignore him "Oh, Haruka's here to take us to the beach!" I call to Makoto in case she didn't know.
"Fine, then she can carry this for us." Makoto says rather curtly, thrusting the picnic basket in the sky senshi's arms. I grab Artemis, and the three of us head out to Haruka's convertible.
As usual, Michiru is already in the front seat. She greets us with a nod and a smile. Haruka dumps the basket off in the trunk as Makoto and I climb into the back. The other girls are riding in Mamoru's sports car.
As usual Haruka drives like a maniac, or one of those people trying to out chase the police on bad American cop shows. I chitchat with Michiru a bit about yesterday's swimsuit shopping. Mostly how annoying Usagi was when she couldn't make up her mind. Haruka gets smacked by Michiru after saying she wouldn't mind watching Usagi change in and out of swimsuits. Despite Haruka's comments and Michiru's violence, I can obviously see that the two are so much in love. Heck, love is radiating off the both of them like a neon sign at Vegas.
And don't get me started on their sex drives.
I am Sooooooooooo jealous of them.
"Don't worry," Michiru says, smiling that mysterious little smile at me. Like she knows exactly what I'm thinking . "Love will come to you."
I blush, feeling a bit violated. How the heck does she do that?? I glance over at Makoto, but she seems oblivious to our conversation. "I wish I can believe you," I reply, hoping Mako won't hear.
Michiru laughs. (Kami, she even laughs gracefully.) "Love will come, if it is true. Some people just take longer admitting that it's there." She looks pointedly at Haruka, who ignores her.
"If you say so... I just wish some people would hurry up already." I pout.
Michiru laughs, again. It's starting to get annoying. "Sometimes the role of prince charming is more satisfying than being the princess. You shouldn't wait to be swept off your feet. Maybe you should be the one doing the sweeping." Her eyes trail over to Makoto, and I realize she has the whole situation between us summed up, while Makoto probably doesn't even notice anything is going on.
How frustrating!
"But I WANT to be the princess!" I protest, and she just shakes her head with another mysterious little smile. This time it probably means: you silly child. Or something condescending like that.
It's even more annoying cause she's probably right. But I just can't give up my romantic ideals.. Can I?
It's too much to think about, so I push it aside and finally notice Makoto is off in la la land somewhere, cause she's been staring off into space for the last ten minutes. I try to call to her, but she doesn't seem to hear me, which worries me more. Oye, even Artemis has noticed cause he's not grooming himself to look good for Luna anymore.
I finally put my hand on her arm, causing her to jump. "Are you alright?" (I have to shout cause the wind is in both of our faces) I then notice her face is all read and splotchy. "You're so flushed."
"Yeah, I'm alright." she calls back.
"What were you thinking about so hard?" I ask, concerned. Now Michiru has turned to look at her and Makoto manages to change to a deeper shade of red. "I called your name three times before I got your attention."
"I was just.. remembering a good dream." Makoto answers.
A dream? She was zonked out over a dream? "What was it about?" My question causes the whole entire car to tense up. Seems that everyone is now hanging on to our every sentence. Even Haruka looks interested.
Finally, Makoto answers. "It was a memory from the Silver Millennium."
Wow, the Silver Millennium? Now that's something. Does she remember? It took me a lot of effort to keep myself from jumping up and down, asking her to tell me over and over again. But I try to play it cool. "Oh?" is all I say with what I hope is mild interest. Kami, I'm a good actress!
"Yeah, it was one of the times you, as Princess Minako, came to visit my family at our palace."
I almost pass out and die right there in the car. Is that all, or does she remember some of the GOOD visits? I want DETAILS, but I'm too afraid to ask for them. Heck, it's taking a lot of concentration just to breathe properly. I swear I'm hyper-ventilating.
Oh, and my bikini bottoms are starting to get wet, as I remember a few of my own memories of those Silver Millennium visits. But I try to push them off to the side and deal with the matter at hand.
"Ah." I say and turn to watch the scenery go by in green and grey blurs. Maybe if I stop looking at Makoto, the heat in my body will go down. Wishful thinking?
But Michiru wasn't ready to drop the topic, "What happened?" she asks, and once again I'm looking at Makoto, cause I reeeeaaally want to know the answer.
"Nothing much." Makoto shrugs. "It was a short dream." And my heart plummets back into my chest, and I feel cold all of a sudden.
I'm too young for hot flashes, right?
Fortunately, that was the end of the car trip drama. We finally arrive at the beach. Thank goodness.
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We pull into the parking lot and I climb out. The sun is shining brightly, a pleasant breeze is blowing and the beach is crowded. I grab Artemis cause sissy-kitty's paws are too delicate for the hot hot sand. Riiiiight, the big baby.
I can still sense Makoto nearby, but I try not to look at her. I don't feel as squishy between my legs anymore, but I'm sure I'll start blushing the minute I look at her. All the different memories I've recovered are rattling in my brain, each dying to come out again, but if I let them, my new bikini bottoms would be absolutely ruined, instead of kind of ruined.
It takes a couple minutes to walk down the beach and I find myself stepping over a couple sunbathers. It's a lot more crowded than I'd thought..
Finally we get close enough to the water to satisfy Haruka so we start setting things up. Michiru spreads out the enormous beach blanket as Haruka jams the pole of the umbrella deep into the sand. She snaps it open and I dump Artemis onto the blanket, then start taking off my outer wear.
Okay, I admit I was changing right there in the open in the hopes that maybe Makoto would notice. Though I hate to admit it, Michiru's words have hit a chord with me. Her advise is also rattling in my brain and some how merges with all the hentai thoughts, causing a wicked idea to suddenly come to me.
I pull out my bottle of sunscreen and wave it in front of Makoto after she changes. "Sunscreen my back?" I ask, pleading with my big ole puppy dog eyes.
To my absolute delight, Mako agrees. "Sure." I try not to be too enthusiastic as I lie down on the blanket. As an added touch, I even pull on the string that ties my bikini top on. Heh hehe, heh, am I brilliant or what?
The minute Makoto's hands touch my back, I enter ecstacy. Oh Kami, I really had no idea how good those fingers would feel there.. soft and gentle and strong.... Bliss.
"MmmmMm.. that really feels good Mako-chan.."
I relax under those hands and before I know it, I'm dozing....
.....Jupiter has snuck into my room again. I try not to giggle as she crawls into bed with me after stripping off her clothes. "What do you think you're doing here?" I whisper.
She pauses from kissing my neck. "What do you THINK I'm doing?" Her lips trail down my chest and linger between my breasts. "I'm here, because I have a surprise for you." she says in a teasing manner, after a moment more of nips and licks and kisses.
"What is it?" I manage to gasp out between moans. I'm so dazed. My head is spinning from her scent and touch and just the essence of my secret lover.
She grins mischievously at me, then holds up something silver that glints in the dark. I gasp, then share her smile.
"Tie me up?" I ask, and Jupiter eagerly approaches me with the handcuffs....
Then it stops. The memory, as well as Mako's hands. I barely hide my disappointment. It felt so good to be touched again... But I reluctantly open my eyes and sit up, holding the front of my top in place with one hand.
I look down at my half nakedness and decide I don't want this to end.
"Tie me up?" ask, holding my hair out of the way, hoping I look enticing, but not too obvious.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm so horny I don't CARE if I'm being obvious!.
But I am rewarded as Makoto reaches forward and grasps the two ends that dangle at my sides.. Her fingers brush against my skin and I can't help but gasp as I felt an electric jolt go through my body, landing near my nether regions, where it lingers.
She hears me thouh, and apologizes, pulling the strings tight around me. But I can't reply. The electric sensation overwhelms me. I can still feel it tingling down there. She finishes tying the strings together into a bow, then stands and finishes changing out of her outer clothes, into her bathing suit.
I stare at her numbly as the shock finally dies down. But by now the others arrive in one big noisy mess. Rei and Usagi are arguing on either side of Mamoru, who's ignoring them both as he carries a large cooler full of drinks. Luna's curled up on top of the cooler. Ami trails behind them, her nose in another book.
They crowd around Makoto and I, and lots of things begin happening at once. Everyone is taking off their clothes, sunscreen is being generously lathered on and now Mamoru is setting up a volleyball net with Ami's help, Usagi's trying to blow up the ball Mako brought and Rei's cranking up the tunes from the boom box.
And all I can think, is that I want to be touched again.
Maybe Michiru was right about this pursuing thing, I muse before pushing Makoto face down on the blanket. "Your turn." I declare in case I didn't get my point across.
I take great pleasure in methodically rubbing the cream into her skin, leaving not one single inch exposed, even the spots covered by the straps that hold the back of her suit together. Her skin is so soft and delicate, dispite her sometimes rough exterior. I swear she has better skin than I do! And I love touching it, and getting a naughty rub in here and there.
"The ball's ready!" Usagi finally yells, telling me it's time to pull my hands away. Damn, I could lather Makoto up all day...
But I head out to play a rousing game of beach volleyball. It's only a moderately good alternative, but it will due.
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It's no good. Even volleyball can't make the horniness go away. I'm so distracted thinking about Makoto and the handcuff memory, and Michiru's advice, that my game is totally screwed up.
Things get really desperate when I go for a walk on the beach with Ami and the cats. I actually ask Ami what she's currently reading. I'm sure it would be boring enough to kill my perverted mood.
Ami looks at me, surprised. I've never shown an interest in her books before, so it takes some convincing that I'm serious. So she starts describing the latest text book Mamoru had lent her.
Just my luck, it's on the study of anatomy.
Kami, I'm gonna have to borrow that book and play with it later. It's almost as good as my hentai manga... Or the kama sutra.
I can't believe I'm drooling over a school book. How low can I sink?
I'm still brooding about that as I sit on the beach next to Usagi. Nearby Rei, Ami and Michiru are building a sand castle.
I need to do something. Keeping this to myself is driving me crazy. And ruining a lot of underwear and bikini bottoms. Maybe Michiru is right and I need to stop waiting for Makoto to confess her love to me and maybe be more aggressive... But how?
Then a brilliant idea came to me. I'll invite myself over tonight! I can just see it now:
There we'll be, watching a romantic movie, snuggling on the couch. Both of us will be eating ice cream out of the same carton. Our spoons will accidentally click together, and I'll giggle demurely.
Then I'll say, "Mako-chan, I have a confession to make.." I'll stop and blush again. My cheeks turning a soft pink. She'll urdge me on, her eyes piercing my soul. Then I'll say those three magic words: "I Love You."
Makoto will gasp, how did I know the secret of her heart? Tears of happiness will flow from her eyes, and she'll say, "Oh, Minako! I Love You too! You're my Sun and Moon, my everything!"
We'll embrace and kiss, and then go play a rousing game of Bondage Fairies in Mako's bedroom.
It's absolutely brilliant!
Course, it would still be better if she'd confess her love to me first, but still, I think I can live with this scenario. Yes, the sleep over is the key!
"Bwahahaa! Now I just need to convince Makoto to hold a sleep over!" I cry, my enthusiasm getting the better of me.
"Wow, Minako-chan!" Usagi cries beside me, reminding me that I'm not alone. "That's a great idea! We should all sleep over at Mako-chan's tonight! It'll be so much fun!"
I fall over. Yes, major sweatdrop time. I'm gonna kill Usagi-chan for ruining my chance to get Makoto alone.
I settle for having her buried in the sand when she falls asleep.
End Chapter Three