2.13.08

She felt so comfortable lying in her bed. Jason had stayed the night and was presently curled on his stomach next to her with one arm flung across her, his face nuzzled under her jaw.

She wondered what time it was as she readjusted the blankets over herself. The sun was filtering in through her drawn window, peeking out from beneath the curtains. She could very faintly hear doors closing, footsteps and voices outside her dorm. The walls were pretty thin in the old dorm hall.

Curiosity over what time it really was won over her desire to continue sleeping and she looked over at her bedside table at the digital clock.

It read 9:27AM. She yawned and stretched slightly, settling in to continue sleeping until her alarm woke her up.

Three seconds later, panic set in.

"SHIT!" she cried out as she leapt out of bed. "I am going to be so late!" A phrase all too reminiscent of Serena in her younger days.

Jason gave no indication at hearing her panic as she ran out of her room and into the bathroom. She didn't even have time to shower as she quickly brushed her teeth, washed her face and got ready for school.

"Jason! Why didn't you wake me up!" she cried as she reentered the bedroom to grab her clothes from her closet. She ripped off the plastic covering the dry-cleaned clothing, and struggled with the safety pins holding the skirt to the hanger.

"Dammit," she cried as she pricked her finger. She put her injured finger in her mouth and sucked at the blood. She glanced over at the clock and panic overrode her pain sensation. She yanked her finger out of her mouth and ripped off her oversized sleeping shirt and shot out of her worn cotton shorts.

Jason rolled onto his back and opened his eyes slightly to see his girlfriend wearing nothing but her underwear, running around the bedroom in her haste – one of his favorite sights.

He watched as she pulled on a black-laced bra, a dark purple button up shirt, before running to her drawers to pull out a pair of nude stockings.

"God I hate these" she said to herself as she slipped on the pantyhose. She had a huge presentation in her business class and was going to be late. She ran the hose up her legs, careful to not let her nails snag and cause a run.

Jason rubbed his eyes and yawned. He stretched before he rolled onto his side to watch her get ready, fully prepared to go back to sleep after she left.

Raye pulled on her skirt and tucked in her shirt. She found one of her shoes under the bed but couldn't find the matching one.

She scrambled over Jason to look on the other side of the bed and found the missing shoe. The said missing shoe was now being stubborn and wouldn't let her foot in. She sat down on the edge of the bed and put it on and was suddenly yanked backwards.

"JASON! I seriously don't have time for this!" she screeched as he held onto her shoulders. She turned to glare at him but he kissed her before she could yell at him some more. She fell into his kiss, but soon broke away – much to his dismay. She leapt out of bed and grabbed her bag before bolting out of room.

"Don't you have class today?" she yelled before slamming the door to her dorm.

'What is she talking about?' he thought to himself before snuggling back into bed. He shut his eyes and gave a little sigh.

That was when his brain was hit with panic as he realized that he had a huge biology test that morning. In a class that was coincidentally located across campus.

"SHIT!" he cried as he tripped out of Raye's bed.

This wasn't a good start to either of their days.

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There was a loud pounding on the door.

That wouldn't stop.

Serena groaned to herself and tried to bury herself further into the covers to dull the noise.

When that didn't help, she dug her head out as she yelled "MINA! GET THE DAMN DOOR!"

When there was no sound of Mina stopping the pounding at the door, Serena got really frustrated.

"Dammit, why on the day that I can finally sleep in without any guilt there is some fucker at the door pounding AND POUNDING!" she ended with a scream as she opened the door. She had a murderous expression that would have scared the toughest criminals locked up. However, her face did a complete turn when before her, with his fist still raised up to pound at the door was Darien.

"What are you doing—" she was interrupted when Darien swooped in and kissed her.

Her eyes went wide and her arms fell limp from holding the door open next to her body that was locked at a standstill – she was in complete shock. Before utter delight took over and she shut her eyes to enjoy.

His hands came up to cup her jaw line, his thumb sweeping across her cheeks. He forced her lips open with his own to trace his tongue against her bottom lip and to sneak a taste of her. He turned his head slightly and began to slowly walk her into the room, allowing the door to close itself.

He stopped and both of his hands came down to her waist and lifted her. She was caught off guard and squealed in surprise into his mouth but her legs automatically wrapped around his hips. Some old muscle reflex from when she was a child and her parents would lift her up in their arms.

This new angle brought her higher up against him and instead of him leaning down to accommodate her, she was now even with him. Her arms came around to circle his broad shoulders and he fit perfectly before her thighs.

He pushed her up against the wall to hold her up and stood with his legs apart to stand steady. One of his hands circled around her waist while the other slide up under her oversized sleeping t-shirt – the only thing that she happened to wear to bed the night before.

His warm hand sliding up her sleek thigh sent shivers up her back, before giving her butt a squeeze causing her to groan. She brought up one of her hands to cup his strong jaw and moaned when his tongue wrestled with hers.

He broke off and kissed her behind her ear then down her neck that suddenly was super sensitive. She bit her lip from crying out when he hit a particularly sweet spot. She squeezed her arms and her legs around him tighter. Bringing him in closer to the center of her legs.

He stopped kissing her and she it took her a delayed second to realize. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her – his eyes dark with desire.

"What is it," she said, panting slightly. He didn't say anything for a second before he opened his mouth to say something. But instead of Darien's voice, there was a cheery DJ Personality telling her the latest gossip, traffic and weather information.

Now she was really confused.

She jerked back, and her eyes struggled to dilate. The room came into focus and she realized that it was all just a dream. A dream that fully succeeded to leave her hot and bothered.

"Damn" she whispered.

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So someone pointed out that I had categorized that this as a Usagi/Mamoru fic and truthfully I intended for them to be the main focus. HOWEVER I couldn't pass up the fun on the other characters so I apologize for I guess misleading you guys. They are still going to be my main couple and I promise promise to have some real action for them coming up.

Thanks for all the comments and critiques.