Here is the lemon filled goodies, hot hot hot Mamo-Chan. Yah!

Disclaimer: No, I still haven't owned it.

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Chapter 3 : OOC (Out of Control)

Before Usagi could react, she felt warm and soft lips pressed against hers, a groan escaped Mamoru's lips as he tilted his head slightly to massage hers. She reacted in the most innocent ways. He sucked on her upper lips gently, urging her to relax, while his hand rubbed repeated on the small of her back. Usagi moan when Mamoru's tongue darted out to lick the seal of her lips, this allowed his tongue to slip into her mouth. An almost animalistic sound came out from his back throat when he tasted her. This seemed to have alerted him, and he backed away swiftly, leaving her in the cold.

Usagi had landed in wonderland when Mamoru's lips massaged hers, electric shocks jolted through her body repeatedly and her vision was fuzzy for several seconds, when she saw Mamoru again, he was breathing calmly, one hand tucked in his pocket, he acted as though nothing had happened, she thought irritated. Surely she was as bad as she described to him, embarrassment dawned her.

"That is how a basic kiss is supposed to be, Saek must be pretty inexperienced, he didn't seem to have taught you properly." Mamoru ranted mindlessly, still wearing that calm exterior, to Usagi, it was like a slap across the face, yet she spotted his fist clench and unclench beside his body.

Not so calm I suppose, Usagi thought to herself, an impulsive idea swirled around her head, she wanted to see him out of control, she wanted to take away that facade, all that pretense and calmness. It wasn't really about learning how to kiss anymore, hell was it actually about that in the first place? Did she just want an excuse to kiss him? All these questions came to a halt when she leaned in and pressed her lips against his once more. Her arms snaked around his shoulders and buried itself in his silky hair. Mamoru's body tensed from the attack.

Usagi pressed her self against him, not caring that the exposed skin under her V neck pushed against his chest. Adrenaline pulsed through her blood, no longer hesitant or timid; Usagi darted out her tongue like Mamoru had demonstrated and gently coaxed his lips. They opened almost enthusiastically to allow her entrance, she had kissed with Saek that way before, but it repulsed her to taste his saliva every time. However this was different, the inside of Mamoru's mouth was warm and soft, it tasted like mint chocolate, she took the liberty to explore every part of it.

"Usako..." Mamoru manage to groan into her mouth, his hands massaged her waist, her back and hips, everywhere he dared to go. He lifted her and up with one swift movement and placed her onto his lap. Usagi's hands had ventured onto Mamoru's exposed chest by this point, she could clearly sense the bulge between her legs and her core was sweltering, it didn't scare her at all, which was shocking considering her experience with Saek. Instead she suckled on Mamoru's bottom lips urgently while grounding her body against his erection.

"Fuck…" Mamoru groaned at the pleasure and desire her movement had triggered. Daringly Usagi broke the kiss, only to drag her lips across his jaw onto his neck, she gave a gentle nip, which was rewarded by a buck of his hips. Encouraged, Usagi kissed a tender area below the neck gently before suckling it with a slap of her tongue. The animalistic sound again escaped from him and she felt a sudden movement, Mamoru pushed her back against the couch and he fell on top of her, no longer gentle or reserved. He kissed her lips hungrily, before descending onto her creamy neckline, she couldn't help it but moan loudly, her centre was completely drenched.

He pushed a thigh between her legs, and Usagi bucked against it wantonly. One of his hands ventured underneath her shirt and lifted it up to expose her strawberry patterned bras. He took one look at her pale and creamy breasts covered by the adorable pink dots and groaned. His lips fell on the softness urgently and his tongue dashed out to taste her, this almost drove Usagi mad as she writhed impatiently against his thigh, her hands clenching and seeking, finally tearing open his shirt to touch his burning skin. He paused with a muffled groan when her finger tips brushed his nipple.

Mamoru backed away to lift off her top, he took her in greedily, she was sprawled across his couch, her full upper body covered only by a thin bra and her silky hair. Her lids half closed and her lips pouty from his kisses, several parts of her neck and breast were pinkish from the assault…his assault, he thought. His erection had grown so hard that it threatened to escape. All reasons escaped the both of them as they entangled in their world of desires.

Usagi could not even consider her principals; it appeared that his touch burnt away any rules that guided her life. She didn't have time to consider how wanton she was acting or how hypocritical her actions were, the only goal at the moment was the needed release for her burning body, an unknown that she was struggling to reach with every buck of her hips. All stood still when Mamoru slipped a hand under her skirt and glided a finger across her slit through her panties. She cried out in ecstasy, unable to recognize her own voice. He moaned her name once again and told her how wet she felt, how good her body was.

"Usako, I wanted you so bad…" Mamoru groaned huskily. His expression unrecognizable, his newly expressed pet name only drove Usagi more into oblivion, it made her centre sleeker at the sound of him called her as his.

"Please … Mamoru …please." She begged, uncertain of what she was begging for, yet knew that only he could grant her release. His fingers obeyed her wishes and worked magic against her drenched panties. It was close; she could feel it, watching his dazzling features, his full lips trembling in desire for her. His fingers encircled her clit now, repeatedly, she was panting and writhing and yelling. With one swift movement, she felt his finger brush aside the only barrier and entered her core. He hissed as if in pain and she felt a pulse around her knees.

"You are so tight, it's impossible." He murmured while sliding in and out of her slit. She felt it building as his finger sped up, twisted and turned, finally with a curl that hit a sensitive spot. Usagi felt her walls clench around him and it pulsed in urgency, clouds appeared where Mamoru's face was supposed to be, and her wetness drenched his fingers to his fist. Both of them panted, one from relief, the other from restrain.

When the clouds cleared, Usagi's sense began crawling back. She realized what she just did; she almost gave in what she had preserved so determinedly to Mamoru, not even her boyfriend. Hell, she had completely lost her sense, if Mamoru had even asked once, she would've agreed without a second thought. She turned to watch Mamoru in shock, his face still strained from effort of holding back, he appeared semi shocked too, but it was more desire that carved his expression.

"Usa…gi?" Mamoru whispered, unsure.

"I'm…..I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to….oh god!" Usagi exclaimed sitting straight up, Mamoru fell back against the couch, still panting slightly, his hair a mess from her passionate touch. She stared at the evidence of her relinquishment and bolted from the couch, quickly pulling on her disposed shirt.

Mamoru first stared at her in confusion, then realization, finally a split second of what seemed like pain flickered across his eyes before he disguised it with a lazy nonchalant shrug.

"Don't worry Odango, girls tends to get carried away with me all the time." He smirked, lowering his head as the shadows covered his features, and he occupied himself by examining the missing buttons on his shirt.

Unnerved, Usagi chewed on her bottom lips, conflict weathered through her mind like the open sea, "I am sorry…it was my fault…I got carried away, it was just meant to be a lesson." She muttered, as coolly as she could manage. "You know I'm sort of deprived." She tried to laugh it away.

"Not at all." He replied in an equally cool tone. "My pleasure to teach, Odango."

In her head, she wanted to scream, to yell, none of it made any sense, she wasn't even angry at herself for being so out of control, she was angry that it had to stop, that Mamoru was once again calling her Odango instead of Usako. Oh shit, she needs a check up with the shrink.

"The deal is still on right?" She said in a voice that sounded foreign, what? What the fuck did she just ask? Who cares about the bloody deal, look what just happened? Her mind screamed. She was split between jumping him again, digging a hole to climb in or running for the door. Yet all she did was asking about the deal…because some part of her…a very large part actually, wanted to make sure that she would see Mamoru again after today, after her slip.

"Sure." He replied, not even looking at her now.

Usagi gave a firm nod and whispered a thank you, then muttered some incoherent excuse before scrambling away from Mamoru's apartment, not daring to look back.

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Ahh, damn it, poor Mamoru needs a cold shower, haha. I'm so shocked, I never knew I was the perverted type but apparently I am, look I just wrote three full pages of detailed lemon. Holy Sh*t! Anyhow, the next chapter will be the boating trip. So if you guys have any ideas or opinions, tell me in the review! You did a wonderful job for chapter one