CattyKitty

(Standard disclaimer: I do not own any of the Sailor Moon characters of which I am writing about. The story is my original and I write for fun without compensation. All characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi.)

Seven Days

Chapter 10

Did that really just happen?

*Mamoru*

"We should head back. I'm sure everyone's waiting for their stuff," Usagi told him nervously, thinking that it was enough to get him to drop the subject.

"I doubt anyone really believes we're coming back anytime soon."

"What do you mean?" she asked shakily, suddenly very nervous.

"What do you think it means?" he responded, but she refused to meet his gaze and turned her back to him.

He walked behind her and grabbed on to her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. He felt her take a deep breath, trying to relax herself. He smirked at her anxiety and pulled her closer, stroking his hands up and down her sides and stomach. She tensed under his touch.

"Do you know how sexy you look?" he whispered in her ear.

Her body in this bathing suit was any man's dream and he didn't know for how much longer he could resist her. After he'd taken her dress off earlier, he knew that he had to get out of there fast before he pounced on her right then and there. Bringing her back to the house was a wiser idea because he'd probably have a better chance to get her into the mood when she wasn't freaking out at the possibility of being caught again. Now that they were conveniently isolated, he was sure that they would finally get somewhere. They would have all the time in the world to enjoy each other's bodies.

He looked down at her smooth skin and finally succumbed to the temptation. He bit gently into her shoulder and she moaned sexily. Desire rose within him fast. He instinctively rubbed himself into her back, craving the extra contact. Much to his delight, she moaned louder. He slowly moved his hands underneath her breasts and caressed her skin, slowly inching up closer to cup them.

Nimbly, he undid her halter top string with his teeth and was overjoyed when her breast jiggled freely from out of their restrain. He continued to kiss her neck and shoulders, playing with her nipples as she shuddered in pleasure. Puling the dangling material from her chest down, he fondled her breasts with both hands. This was perfect. Her nipples were hard and he occasionally pinched them, enjoying the soft moans he elicited from her sweet mouth.

Slowly easing one hand lower down her stomach, he tested his boundaries; he didn't want her running away from him again. Thankfully, this time she let him cup between her legs and he started massaging her. She leaned into him, inviting his intimate probing and her sexy gasping urged him further.

When he found the sensitive spot on the base of her neck, she brought her arms up to hold him down as he worked his tongue over her. She gasped for breath, her nipples getting harder the more aroused she got. He took the opportunity of her splendid stupor to grab her wrists together and clasp them above her head. She panted excitedly, moaning his name as he kissed along her jaw.

When he bit her neck harshly, she tried to break out of his grasp but he held on to her tighter, loving that she couldn't move away from him—the idea of her being his prisoner turning him on even more. She was at his mercy, squirming away from his touch as he licked up and down her shoulders, kissing and biting wherever he could reach.

"You turn me on so much," he whispered huskily, pulling at her bikini bottom strings and dragging them down her legs. When they fell to the floor, she stepped out of them and he cupped her bare mound, smoothly sliding his fingers in between her already wet center. She whimpered as he rubbed her sensitive spots with experienced moves, occasionally flicking her clitoris and making her cry out in pleasure.

When he was sure she was ready for more, he spread her legs apart and made his way to her opening, carefully shoving a finger inside her. She tensed and tried to move away from him, but he told her to relax, promising that he was going to make her feel good. He slipped another finger inside of her and she squirmed again, but he held her hands tighter above her head and thrust harder. She screamed out in pain and he just went in deeper, placing soft kisses on her shoulders hoping to soothe her.

She was panting heavily as he moved his fingers out of her faster and faster, but the pain quickly subsided from her cries. Usagi had finally accepted his touches. She kept biting her lip down in the hopes of quieting her screams, but he knew that she barely could—she was reaching climax. He bit her earlobe, simultaneously rubbing her clit with his thumb and pumping inside her as she gasped for air. When she cried out for him to go faster, it was music to his ears.

He did as she begged and within a couple of moments, he had her coming. She stopped breathing as she rode out her orgasm, coating his fingers with her thick juices, her whole body quaking from the intensity. She collapsed backwards into his arms and he let go of her hands, letting them fall limply at her sides. She gave out an elongated sigh and he turned her around to face him.

She gave him a small smile before burying her face into his chest in embarrassment and he knew that it was because this was something new for her. Her inexperience wasn't a big deal though; they would be practicing often enough guaranteed.

He pulled her away from his chest and brought her chin up for a kiss. Lifting her up on the counter, she automatically opened her legs for him. Thrusting his hard bulge into her crotch, he let her know what was next. Her sweet liquid smeared onto his trunks, but he couldn't care less; he was just delighted to hear her moan for him. Moving down to suck on her nipples, she clung onto him, gasping in pleasure as she held him down to her breast.

"Oh, Mamoru!" she moaned, completely unraveling his self-control. He couldn't hold back anymore; he had to take her on this counter.

Going into his pocket, he pulled out a condom. Keeping it in his palms, he pulled down his trunks and stroked himself in preparation. Bringing her closer to the edge, he rubbed her wet pussy with the tip of his head and she moaned longingly. However, when she looked down at what had been touching her, she panicked.

"Don't!" she started but he passed his dick over her clit again and she swallowed back her words, moaning again. Her hand reached over to his side, looking at him warningly as she dug her nails into his flesh. If she thought that was supposed to stop him, she was so wrong.

"I like it rough," he teased and she bit her lip to stop a smile, smacking his cheek repeatedly until he took the cue. He reluctantly moved his dick away from her pretty shaved pussy and pulled her face closer. "Yes?" He grabbed her neck, slowly kissing her jaw and cheeks. She took the condom from his hand.

"We are not-" He kissed her quiet. She reluctantly pulled away and they stared deeply for a moment, the confidence in her statement completely diminishing. She looked away. What can he say, he had a way of making women crumble beneath him. He pulled her into a kiss again and moved his hand down to her slick folds. He moved his fingers slowly over her, knowing he was teasing her.

"We're not, what?" he asked her as she closed her eyes in bliss from his caresses.

"We're not doing this," she whispered, her wide eyes focused entirely on him now.

"Doing what?" he questioned. "This?" he shoved his fingers into pussy again. Her head snapped back in pleasure, but she still held onto their eye contact. "Because it's already too late…" She hissed as he bit her ear.

"Mamoru." It was a warning. And he loved it when he said his name like that. "You know what I mean!" she exasperated. "I'm not going to have sex with you!" she yelled, flinging the half opened condom across the room.

"Really?" he asked teasingly. "Because it seems like we already are." He wiggled his fingers inside of her and she bit her lip down roughly in both pleasure and frustration. He knew that she wanted to continue just as much as he did.

"It's just not right…" she insisted, grabbing his hand and pulling his fingers out of her. "Not the right time or place… I'm sorry." He refrained from rolling his eyes because she was being very dramatic about losing her virginity. Sex is just sex and when she finally realized what she was missing out on she'd want to shoot herself for being stupid and holding out for so long.

"Whatever, Odango." He didn't care to hear what else she had to say. "But you're going to have to give me something." He attacked her chest again and she giggled girlishly, pushing him away. She stared in between them at his rock hard penis.

"Show me…" she whispered shyly. She was as red as can be, but had a determined look in her face that he didn't want to go against. He took her hand and wrapped it around his throbbing member, holding it firmly. She bit her lip, looking at him before hesitantly stroking him. He shivered at her touch. She already knew what she had to do.

She hesitantly kissed his lips as she touched him and he was amazed at how good it actually felt. She moved down to his chest with appreciative kisses, looking up at him for approval as she slowly licked and teased his skin. He closed his eyes in an attempt to restrain himself. He just wanted to abuse that sweet mouth of hers and make her his bitch! She had no idea how tempting she looked kissing him and wished that she would move that sweet mouth of hers lower…

He pulled her off the counter and led her toward the kitchen table, taking a seat on one of the chairs. Grabbing her ass, he brought her down onto his pulsing dick. His tip barely touched her, but he still groaned at the hot contact, wishing he could just slide his cock all the way inside her and tear it up. It was a difficult task going against his instincts, but he knew that she'd never forgive him if he did. Besides, he didn't want her to think that he was ungrateful for getting this far; it was satisfying knowing he was the first person to get this far with her.

She moved off of his lap and kneeled on the floor between his legs, grabbing his cock. She started stroking him slowly at first, but in just a couple of moments she understood the exact movements that made him harder. He reached out to push a strand of hair that had fallen out of her bun and tucked it behind her ear causing her to give him a shy smile.

He kept his hand behind her head, caressing her neck softly as she beat him off. His interest peaked when she leaned forward, her lips tantalizingly close to his head. He brought her mouth closer and she didn't resist, a teasing curve to her lips. He wanted her mouth all over him. The image of when she had provocatively sucked his fingers a couple of days ago flashed in his mind and he prayed that she would treat his dick just the same.

At first, she only flicked her tongue out a little, barely touching him. Then she finally opened her mouth wider and licked his tip like ice cream, causing a shiver to run through his body. She swirled her tongue around before taking his head into her mouth in a surprising move. His mind went blank. He thrust his hips forward, trying to shove more of him into her, but she moved away quickly. Unfortunately for her, he didn't have the patience to let her to figure things and so roughly brought her head down to take him once again.

He didn't force her head all the way down because contrary to what she may believe he just wasn't that much of an asshole to rape her face. Not that she was even ready for that—deep throating was a pro move and she clearly had no idea what she was doing. So he guided her gently, but deliberately, helping bob her head up and down his length.

She experimentally passed her fingers softly over his balls and he stiffened. She looked at him curiously and continued to massage them while swallowing him and he couldn't hold it in for much longer. Her wet, hot mouth was quickly taking him to the brink, and with his hand holding her down as his sick vice, he was already about to cum. He abruptly moved her mouth off him and stroked himself as he ejaculated onto her perky tits, groaning in satisfaction.

She looked surprised, but didn't move away as his cum splattered and dripped down her chest. He heaved in content and pulled her onto his lap, careful not to get any semen on himself. He was glad to have moved her away in time because he'd been close to coming in her mouth—and although personally he was all for that, he didn't feel like gagging her on her first time.

"You sucked my dick so good," he whispered naughtily, hopefully boosting her confidence so she could keep wanting to do it. She smiled embarrassed, leaning her head into the crook of his neck. He reached over the table to grab a paper towel and carefully wiped himself off her body. She let him clean her and he could see goose bumps covering her skin everywhere he touched. Throwing the used napkin carelessly on the floor, he wrapped his arms around her naked body, loving the way her nipples poked into his chest.

"You can't tell anybody about this," she whispered, kissing his earlobe. He raised his brow, but he was in a lighthearted mood.

"I'm telling everybody."

"I'm serious!" she cried with a pout, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Okay."

He wanted to continue teasing her, but it was hard to joke around when she was still naked in his arms. He looked at her satisfied face and was proud that he (and him alone) had produced it. He was still surprised at what just happened, but nonetheless glad that it did. He was her first sexual experience and knew that she would never forget him for it. That gave him a nice ego boost… but it still had him yearning for more.

To be Usagi's first lover would be the ultimate triumph, proving that despite the fact that she disliked his personality, his looks alone were enough to seduce her. It wasn't the purest of goals, but there was no denying that it was what he wanted. He couldn't help that she was right about him being the most arrogant person on this Earth. And a complete horn dog.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked when she tried to get off his lap. He pulled her closer.

"I'm going to get dressed."

"No," he denied her easily, refusing to let go of her so soon. He cupped her breast in his hand and twirled her nipple between his fingers, watching her struggle to keep her breath even. "It's not over yet." He grabbed her chin. "We're just getting started."

"Mamoru." She stopped him with a finger to his mouth, which he in turn bit. "Ow! You animal!" she laughed. "You're so stupid!" She got off his lap to recover her clothes from the floor. "We're definitely done now."

"Oh, trust me," he promised, standing up to help tie her halter top back on. "This is just the beginning."

*Motoki*

The sun was so strong that sweat came down his face in gallons. He was so damn thirsty and it felt as if he hadn't had something to drink in years. He couldn't understand what was taking. Annoyed that Mamoru and Usagi were taking so long to return with their refreshments, he rolled around on his beach blanket hoping for a distraction from his parched mouth.

Looking around, Zoi was watching Ami speed swim, looking indeed inspired to go in after her. Prisma and Sapphire were both lying down on the sand holding each other lovingly just a couple of feet away. Max and Makoto were ransacking a large bag they hauled from the bus, looking inside for a volleyball—the net already had been set up a couple of yards away. Behind him, Jed and Chad harassed Rei threatening to toss her into the water if she didn't read them their fortunes. Far out the left separated from the rest of the group, Kunzite and Minako looked cozy sharing a blanket.

And then there was Cass who, along with her two other sisters, was sunbathing on her stomach. Cass, the liveliest of the four, was also in his opinion, the hottest. She was an expert on all things sexy and lived her life in the most glamorous way possible. Her most notable feature was the thing that always commanded the most attention from the men around her, her body. She had the perfect hourglass figure, full breasts, a tiny waist and a massive ass. And right now it was calling him.

He laid down next to her with his head propped on one arm and took the opportunity to check her out before she looked up.

He remembered the first time he'd seen her at a party four years ago; he had nudged Mamoru hard in the ribs and pointed her out to him across the room. They watched her and talked about what dirty things they'd do to her if they had the chance, only able to admire from afar since there were guys constantly surrounding her. When she was finally alone, he and Mamoru took their shot. It had been a race of who would get to her first.

After he and Mamoru arrived in front of her nearly panting (but still awfully smooth, he might add), she didn't even spare a glance. Thankfully, a couple of minutes later they had finally gotten her attention and even made her laugh. After a few drinks and a lot of flirting, she casually dropped her hotel room number and innocently suggested that if they wanted to join her in a few, they could.

After she excused herself, he and Mamoru had freaked, wondering who would be the lucky one. They hung around the at the hotel lobby the party was being hosted in for about 15 minutes before deciding to go up, and it was much better than they had hoped. She greeted them in just a thong and pulled each one in by the wrist—exactly like many a filthy dreams he'd had. Needless to say, they had a very good time that night.

She had been their biggest fantasy. Cass was the insatiable woman that could never get enough, but they tried anyway. Their little fuckfest lasted well into the early morning and was only over after he and Mamoru were so sore that they couldn't get hard anymore. After they had passed out on her bed, he and Mamoru woke up the next morning to Cass literally shoving bacon up their noses, which led him to accidentally snort an extra crispy corner and her dying hysterically as he struggled to breathe. And the rest was history.

It was weird thinking back on how they met, especially considering that a lot had changed (and a lot still hadn't), but what could he say—he and Mamoru were much younger and had only been looking for a good time. Finding someone like her was like hitting the lottery of life.

As all good things come to an end, eventually Cass got bored of them and stopped inviting them over. Even when that happened, they still saw each other often since they had mutual friends. They kept close contact over the years since they also happened to attend the same university, but their relationship was nothing like it was in the beginning. While Cass and Mamoru were purely platonic, he and Cass still occasionally hung out alone together with their last encounter being over a month ago.

Seeing her ass up close brought him memories of not too long ago when they would hook up every weekend. From restaurants to karaoke bars, they'd fuck anywhere, using each other to sate their sexual appetite with no strings attached. It had been fun for a while until things had started to get a little deep for him. As it got harder to suppress his feelings for her, he eventually just stopped looking for her. Although they had hooked up last month, that had only been a momentary relapse, since before that time he hadn't seen her in over 5 months.

Now that she was in his mists, he couldn't help but want to become a junkie again. Whenever he was around her, he would stop at nothing to get her and being in a beach where she was barely dressed to begin with did not help his self-control. There was no way that he could end this day without getting little action from her. If he was lucky, they could hopefully hook up in the back of the house or in the grotto or anywhere.

If he had to follow her around the whole day like a damn dog, he would do it because there was no reward better than her. That… and he missed her.

"Knew you couldn't stay away," Cass said as she lifted her head up from her arms, squinting in the sunlight. He noticed she was topless and although he couldn't see her entire breast, he almost could and that was enough to get him even more excited. She propped herself on her elbows and leaned in closer with a sly smile—a smile too well.

"It's very hard for me to ignore you." He gave her another look over, not longer stopping himself from admitting to her temptation.

"Only when I'm barely dressed," she said. "You pretty much ignored me the whole ride over here." She leaned fully to her side, her breasts in his full view and he leaned in to kiss them. So what if they were around a whole bunch of people, he had no shame when it came to getting what he wanted. She let him suck on her nipple and it instantly got hard in his mouth, but she pulled his chin away from her way too quickly.

"You always have my attention," he promised, still staring hungrily at her breast. She pursed her lips.

"I doubt it," she muttered. "After I get dressed, we'll see if you still notice me." She laid back in her original position and faced away from him.

If that wasn't a diss, then he didn't know what was. He stayed there in disbelief; that hadn't ever happened before. He tried to shake off the feeling that she was mad at him, but something definitely felt off. She seemed fine on the bus, but maybe she was still mad at how he'd been ignoring her for all those months.

Either way, he hoped that they would hang out later. He would wait; she always made him wait anyway so he was used to it. Cass was a big tease. She always let him have a taste just so that he'd come back for more.

"I'll see you later then," he whispered in her ear. She nodded, which hopefully proved that she wasn't actually mad at him and he got up to leave her alone. He'd make sure to talk to her some more later.

He walked over to where Jed was smoking off to the side. He was leaning on the volleyball net, staring ahead of him unfocused. When he reached him, Jed wordlessly passed him a rewrapped cigarette and he took it gratefully, cupping it carefully to light it. He inhaled slowly, enjoying the nearly instantaneous relaxation that flowed through him. Jed always had the good stuff.

"Where are these girls from?" Jed asked.

"They come to the arcade a lot. I've known them for a while."

"Cool," Jed replied disinterested, blowing the smoke out through his nose.

"They're all in high school," he added, feeling like it was necessary to say; especially with the way Jed was currently watching Rei so intently. Jed raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"They don't look like they're in high school." Motoki nodded. No they didn't… or maybe bikinis made every girl look ripe for the picking.

Kunzite walked over, standing next to them with his back to the beach and silently lit his own smoke, (except that he was pretty sure that his was actually a cigarette). All three of them didn't say anything for a while until Jed finally asked Kunzite what they all have been dying to know.

"Who is she?" Jed asked him about Mina. Kunzite didn't answer at first, but gave them both hard looks.

"My bitch," Kunzite snapped, as if they had already asked him a million times. Jed raised his brow, but he stayed as stoic as possible. They had gotten the message all right. Stay Away.

No more than a minute after that, did Mina come running, calling out Kunzite's name. Kunzite's eyes widened and for a moment he'd almost looked scared (but he wasn't sure if he'd imagined that or not—Kunzite scared? Impossible), before he flung the cigarette out of his hand so fast that he couldn't even tell where it had landed.

"Are you serious?!" Mina screeched, storming up to them and glaring at Kunzite.

"Sorry!" Kunzite apologized quickly and he and Jed both stared at him wide-eyed. He was sorry? He wasn't even going to try to deny it and he was showing actual remorse? Who was this person?

"What did I tell you?" she yelled angrily and Kunzite rubbed his temple embarrassed. "I don't want you smoking!" she insisted, looking at him and Jed accusingly, as if they had made him do it.

"Who's the bitch?" Jed muttered.

He bit his lip to prevent himself from laughing. Kunzite glared at Jed murderously before Mina dragged him away from them, complaining about he'd broken his promise. This day was turning out to be quite strange.

They both turned around to the sound of a loud motor from their left and looked on in surprise as they saw Mamoru on his sand buggy, driving fast onto the beach. They heard a loud shriek and quite a distance away, they saw Usagi behind him on a similar car zigzagging rather dangerously after him. They were racing apparently because Mamoru kept looking back to see where she was and Usagi was yelling about how he was cheating.

He and Jed walked toward them and Mamoru stopped just a couple of feet away, getting off the cart. Sunglasses shaded Mamoru from the sun, but didn't hide the wide grin on his face. Usagi arrived a few seconds later barely stopping just six feet before them, and they sighed in relief at their near run-over. She got off the cart, shading her eyes with her hand.

"The sun was in my eyes! That's not fair!" she complained smiling widely at them looking cute with her windblown hair and excited cheeks. She took his hand. "Race me, Motoki! Race me!" she pleaded, jumping up and down joyously. "Mamoru's a cheater!" But he could only stare at her boobs as they jumped when she did. Usagi was too hot for her own good.

"Maybe later," he promised, trying his hardest to look away from her chest. Her bathing suit was just so tiny and it barely covered her breasts at all (girls these days… he had to love their fashion choices). She pouted and skipped away from him, probably to ask one of the girls instead. He turned to watch her leave (who would of known that Usagi had such a shapely ass?), completely forgetting that Mamoru was right there next to him.

Mamoru cleared his throat to regain attention and he bit back a smile at the jealous antics. He knew that Mamoru was really into Usagi, but according to the conversation they had yesterday, Mamoru had admitted that it meant nothing. Technically he was doing nothing wrong by admiring Usagi's tempting little body, but he was going to make sure that he took advantage of this situation as much as he could.

"Is there a problem?" he mocked and Mamoru just glared back. "You saidthat there was nothing 'really' going on. She's still fair game, bro." Mamoru walked away. Couldn't he tell that he was just joking? And he said Usagi didn't mean anything to him.

"What the hell took you so long?" Jed complained after grabbing stacked up food from the back caddy of the cart.

"It was a long walk to get there," Mamoru said and Jed snickered.

"Yeah right," Jed muttered. "You were fucking around while we were dying of thirst over here."

He hadn't even noticed until Jed pointed to Mamoru's trunks. They had been navy blue and now he wore a black one with a white stripe down the side. The only explanation for changing was that Mamoru somehow got luckier with Usagi than he had with Cass… Mamoru didn't even try to hide the smirk on his face.

What was going on today? Everything was occurring quite opposite than usual. Mamoru and Usagi, the two biggest rivals for the past three years, were doing goodness knows what for almost an hour. Workbot5000 aka Kunzite was being pussy-whipped by a tiny blonde. And Cass, easily the horniest girl on the entire planet, had rejected him! What the fuck was going on?

"Do you guys want to play?" Makoto's massive jugs asked them, Max right behind her as he twirled the volleyball in his hands.

Glad for the distraction, he agreed since he didn't have anything else better to do. Mamoru and Jed all walked to the net. Usagi, Sapphire, Rei, Kunzite and Mina were already there waiting, the girls on one side of the net and the guys on the other. He was surprised that Cass had joined but was grateful for yet another pair of breasts to stare at.

"Is it the girls vs. guys?" Mamoru wondered also noticing that there were fewer girls than them. The ladies didn't seem to mind considering their team was already huddled, probably talking strategies.

"Since we have a player less than you," Makoto announced as the girls' team obvious captain. "We'll take Kunzite." The guys looked at each other unperturbed. Kunzite didn't even play sports so it wasn't a big loss for their team anyhow. "In exchange for Mina. We don't want charity."

"What?" Mina asked outraged; she had already hugged Kunzite as he went over to their side. "That's not fair! That wasn't the plan! Don't take me off! Give them Usagi! She's just as bad as me!" she pleaded and Usagi repealed, saying that at least she knew what it meant to serve. Minako looked at her strangely, but stomped over to their side of the net upset that her team had banished her.

"Don't worry. We got this. They're only girls," Jed muttered, but Mina only sniffled dejectedly.

"But they're really good," Mina pouted and he couldn't help laughing.

Usagi was clumsy so there was no way she'd ever come anywhere near the ball. Kunzite's muscles were a disadvantage for the fast pace of the game. Cass had probably never played a sport in her entire life having growing up a pampered brat. Rei, although competitive, was a prima donna, so the only threat really on the girls' team was Makoto, who he knew was an incredible athlete.

"Let's get this started!" Jed clapped and everyone moved into positions. They passed the ball to the girls (ladies first) and Usagi was up first to serve. She bit her lip in concentration and hit the ball hard. It went sailing straight over their net and would have been the perfect opportunity for Mina to hit it if only she hadn't yelped and run away in fear. Chad called out the score. The guys looked at each other wearily, but neither dared to yell at Mina in fear of Kunzite's wrath. And so the games began.

Unfortunately, it continued without them scoring any points for a couple of rounds. The girl's teamwork was their strong suit since the guys were all over the place trying their hardest to impress them and thus were completely uncoordinated. They didn't score a single point until Kunzite served and the ball shot up straight into the sky only to come back down out of the field. For the most part it was Rei and Makoto scoring, but Cass had surprised him with a near spike to the face. It wasn't until Mamoru cursed her for slapping his head over the net that he realized that she was a really good player

The girls in the lead, 13-4 (and they had already agreed that the games were only going up to fifteen), the guys clearly got demolished and forfeited that game. Out of the next three games, the guys won none and on the fourth, Jed was so mad that he stormed out the field in the middle of the match. After that, the girls' team couldn't stop laughing and called for a timeout, but by then the guys pretty much agreed to give up.

"That was ridiculous!" Max seethed. "How the hell did we get beat by three girls? Kunzite was doing shit the whole time and the blonde one was only good at serving! Cass, the biggest diva we know, just whooped our ass!" He had to admit that it was pretty pathetic.

He had to admit that he had been the most useless teammate. Since his motor skills were not up to par to following a moving target around, he had been the only guy on their side that hadn't been able to score them a point. Jed was surprisingly good despite being high and was pretty much the MVP of the team. Still, it felt as though so many balls had been missed because Mina kept getting in their way and not necessarily because of their skills, but honestly it didn't mean much to him. Who cared about volleyball anyways? It was a girls' sport.

"Are you sure you got all the scores right?" Jed asked Chad, peering over his shoulder at the notepad with the scores. Rei stomped over to him, accusing them of trying to cheat.

"Deal with it! You got your ass handed to you!" Rei said smugly. Jed, the most competitive guy he knew, furiously started arguing with her. At some point, Jed got so fed up with Rei's trash talk that he picked her and carried her over into the water. "I can't believe you!" she kicked and screamed. "Put me down!" But the guys all cheered, glad to hear her finally shut up.

Unfortunately for Jed, she actually was able to drag him down with her and when they both came up to the surface panting, she threw herself on his back, trying to re-dunk him in fury. In the end, neither one looked mad at all and both came out laughing, but it was still hilarious to watch.

"Did you enjoy that spanking?" Cass asked, walking to him with a victorious smile on her face.

"Maybe," he admitted, smiling back. She stood next to him and roughed up his hair a bit.

"Good." She took a step closer. "Now it's my turn."

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