A cute drabble for all the Usa&Mamo fans out there! Enjoy!

Dissclaimer: Characters don't belong to me, only the words.

Title: Studying

Theme: Romance/Humor

Characters: Usagi & Mamoru

*Slight adult content, not graphic - just suggestive. Please don't read if offended by it*

Mamoru sat looking at his laptop. He removed his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He was stuck; only about half way done his graduate thesis with only a few weeks left. He sighed and shuffled through his notes, trying to figure out where to pick up again. He heard movement behind him and put his papers down. "Finally awake, Usako?"

She wrapped her arms around him; he could feel her bare skin on his back. "It's Saturday, why do you have to do homework so early, come back to bed…"

"You know I can't…" He silently prayed she would release him soon. Much longer with her pressed up against him like this and he wouldn't get a thing done today. She finally did, walking back towards the bedroom door. Mamoru sighed; as much as he wanted to spend all day in bed with her, he needed to get this done. He wanted to – for her. He had made a promise to himself that once he finally finished Med-School and got a job as a doctor he would finally marry her and start a family; something he knew she wanted very much.

He looked up at the beautiful figure that was now leaning against the door frame in a pink robe, staring at him; a bright smile reaching her eyes. She glided past the couch where he sat and headed to the kitchen. Shaking his head Mamoru set back to work towards his paper but found it hard to stay focused. He heard her making something in the kitchen, probably tea, but he wanted to get up and see. Soon he found it impossible to focus at all and gave in. He stood up, resolving just to go to the kitchen for water, 'that's it Mamoru, just water' he told himself. He slipped in, heading straight for the cupboard, reaching for a cup.

"Want some coffee? It will help you write." She asked, handing him an already poured cup, an innocent smile on her face.

"He leaned over, kissing her forehead, "Thanks, Usa." He could smell her perfume lingering on her skin from last night. He sighed, "I really need to get working now though." She took a step back nodding as he headed back to his spot on the couch. She cleaned up the coffee maker and the toast she had made for herself, and headed to take a shower. She'd let him work, for now.

Usagi emerged from his bedroom twenty minutes later, dressed to meet the girls. She glanced at the clock resting above the dining table; she still had just over an hour till she had to meet the girls. Mamoru was fully immersed in his paper; not even noticing that Usagi had entered the living room. She sat on the couch beside him; he still never noticed her. She turned on the TV, flipping through the channels. She kept glancing at him to see if he would look up from his work but he never did. 'He's really into it isn't he?' she thought to herself.

She turned off the TV, getting up off the couch and walked behind him. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling him jump at the movement. "Usa…"

She leaned closer into him, her mouth brushing his ear, "Shhh… just keep working then… Ignore me…" Her mischievous smile reached her eyes as she felt him shudder under her breath, knowing very well what it did to him. He picked up his papers again attempting to ignore her but she continued her distraction. She placed kissing along his neck and around his ear, her hands still wrapped around his shoulders. He shuddered again, but this time he shoved all his paperwork on to the coffee table and stood up. It happened so quick Usagi nearly fell over at his sudden movement but managed to keep herself up.

Within seconds the roles were switched and it was Mamoru with his arms around Usagi, holding her arms down to her sides. He leaned into her ear, "You just don't give up do you?" he whispered, his turn to send chills down her spine. He ran one free hand down her side, a playful grin spreading across his face. "So…" He pressed his lips against her collar, forcing a gasp out of her, "how late will the girls let you be?"

He kissed her lips before she could answer, deepening the kiss immediately. He pulled her towards the bedroom, his thesis forgotten; for now anyway…