Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, but I do have ownership rights to this... er... special story.
A/N: Possibly one of the weirdest ideas I have ever had for a fanfic, but hey, it makes for an entertaining plot! :-P Reviews greatly appreciated. This is going to be a multiple-part short story.
Summary: What started out a harmless game suddenly became an incredibly awkward situation... The four Inner Senshi are dared by Haruka to spend one night staked out in Mamoru's closet without being caught. Never ones to be labelled 'chicken', the girls follow through... and get the surprise of their lives when Usagi shows up mere minutes later! Unfortunately for them, she's in a particularly lusty mood... And so is their dashing chevalier. Now truly stuck in Mamoru's bedroom of all places, the Inners are forced to play audience to their Prince and Princess doing the deed... with mixed reactions from all. Humorous, romantic, and slightly dirty! :-P Enjoy!
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Warning: Adult content! Swearing! Younger readers beware! Rated M.
One Dark and Perverted Night
Part 11: "And Then There Were Three"
Usagi shakily unzipped Mamoru's slacks, very... very... conscious of the fact that he was nearly bulging at the seams. She couldn't help but hyperventilate, realizing that this was the first time she was going to see his- heck, any man's!- member. Mamoru was patient through it all, watching with half-lidded eyes as she eased away his pants and then boxers. In a matter of moments, the garments lay haphazard on the floor and Mamoru was bared to the world.
And standing a good seven or eight inches, tip brushing against Usagi's stomach in newfound freedom.
Usagi couldn't do much else but stare, licking her suddenly parched lips.
oOo
Of course, quite a few other people were staring as well, slack-jawed and equally as breathless... and... horny (coughMinakocough).
Until...
"So... big..." Minako and Makoto drooled.
"Big..." Ami squeaked, from somewhere above the brunette.
THUNK!
"Omigod!" Rei freaked, the words spilling hurriedly from her mouth as she scooted over to Ami. "Ami-chan's fainted!"
Silence...
"Guys, you hear!? Ami-chan's practically catatonic over here!"
...
"Comatose! White as a sheet!"
...
"Seriously? Seriously!?" Rei steamed, glaring at her similarly non-responsive friends... albeit they for quite different reasons, too glued to their "protective spying duty for the Princess' well-being" to be of much aid. Rei growled an expletive, then proceeded to revive Ami. Or, well... tried to, anyway. Ami would've been much better at this, seeing as the highbrow was versed in medical knowledge and all.
But of course, she had to be the one out cold, right?
oOo
"What are you thinking, Usako?" Mamoru inquired gently, cupping her under the chin. "Are you afraid?"
"No," she murmured.
"I don't want to pressure you into this-"
"No," Usagi countered again. She laid warm palms on his chest. "I'm not afraid."
More like heart-pounding, head-over-heels in love with you all over again!
She grinned coyly. "I think it's now your part of the bargain. This dress is so uncomfortable."
oOo
Rei snorted as Makoto and Minako "ooh"-ed and "aah"-ed at the appropriate moments. Seriously, if the pair didn't shut up soon, Usagi and Mamoru might get suspicious! And how awkward would that confrontation be, huh? She went back to fanning Ami's pallid countenance (no sex for that girl until she turned thirty!)
"Wow... Mamoru-san's got goods!" Minako squealed.
"More like a seven and a half inch pleasure stick from heaven!" Makoto fairly purred. "Ooh, so hard inside you... thrusting roughly while your bodies mingle hot and sweaty and..."
She stopped to frown at two freshly accusatory Senshi. "Ahahaha... um... must be those romantic novels nowadays, eh? Heh heh heh heh. Wow they're graphic! Hahahaha..."
"Mako-chan, you don't read romantic novels," Minako reminded her, rolling cerulean orbs. "You told me yourself that you haven't picked up a book for fun since starting high school, because you were so busy with homework!"
"You couldn't be more fake if you proclaimed yourself Queen of Japan, Mako-chan," was Rei's input.
"Oh, right, and you two are privy to all I do in my spare time? Maybe... maybe I lied!" Makoto, grasping at flighty straws, protested.
"Oh, so now you're a liar? Gee, I'm starting to reconsider your proclamations of innocence, Pinocchio!" Rei scoffed. Bull's eye! She stuck her angry visage in the brawny teen's. "Are you really a virgin? Have you been to jail?"
"What is this, 'Twenty Questions'?" Makoto laughed forcibly. "I'm not on trial for anything here!"
"Answer the question!" Minako cut across her, making her voice gruff and frightening and... awkwardly male.
"I... ah... well, you see... Oh, look! Mamoru and Usagi are about to get it on!" Makoto pointed wildly at the slit. "He's using tongue action!"
Enter bubbly Minako, exit creepy prison warden with a manly baritone. "What!? Where? Move! Let me see!"
Makoto visibly relaxed. Whew. Close one!
Then she saw Rei was still glaring bloody murder at her, unmoved by the free pornography show. Oh, if only evil looks contained daggers! She'd be slain on the spot.
Crap.
oOo
Mamoru paused, hands at Usagi's belly and on the precipice of wrenching away her partly undone sundress. He looked up, gnawing on his lower lip. Even buzzed, the chivalric paladin had reservations...
"Usako... are you sure you're ready?"
Usagi nearly screamed in frustration, hormones already sky-high and doing a jig in her abdomen. Mamoru's throbbing erection seemed to be mocking her as it dug deep into her thigh. "Mamo-chan, I'm ready! Please, just do it!"
Mamoru grinned wolfishly. "Good... because once I pull this dress down, I'll be too far gone to turn back."
"Then tug away."
And so he did. One almighty shrug later, and Usagi's sundress crumpled to the floor. Mamoru gulped, eyes bugging and breath hitching as gingerly, he slipped white panties away too. Usagi quivered under his keen eyes that were currently drowning in the image of her naked. She blushed, but refused to avert her intense gaze. She couldn't help but realize Mamoru hadn't been fibbing earlier. The man before her seemed taut and suddenly crazed; wild with a feverish passion. His head dipped to trace a swirling pattern of kisses, pecking Usagi's navel; her abdomen... creeping lower...
Usagi inhaled unexpectedly as Mamoru's mouth roved through her dark curls and softly poked his tongue into the wetness between her legs. She arched backward with a shout as his lips went to suck on her most sensitive center. "Oh... oh God, Mamo-chan! That feels so good!"
Lusty midnight twins pinned her own. The chevalier inched his way on top of her, trapping her beneath him with his heavy muscled form. Usagi had to bite her lower lip as he purposefully dragged himself across her slickness. It felt so intimate, so very right, but she still needed so. Much. More.
"I want you so bad, Tsukino Usagi."
She shivered. "Then take me, Chiba Mamoru. Take me away until I forget everything but you."
A/N: Alrighty, hope this satisfied the desire for a little more Usagi/Mamoru and a little less Senshi! I'm going to be focusing more on the royals in this upcoming section, and then back on the Senshi later. Stay tuned, and review! Feedback motivates me to update faster!
AngelMoon Girl
