The Best Night Ever

Ami had walked into the bathroom to gather lotions that were in her bag. She had looked in the mirror and started talking to herself in the mirror. She wasn't really talking out loud. It was more along the lines of thinking to herself at her reflection. Ok...I can do this...we have seen each other naked countless times. This should be no different. Except she will be wearing a sheet...striking a sexy pose...and looking as if she would seduce someone. Ami got a nosebleed just thinking about Makoto laying down with just enough of her breast showing to make Ami go insane. Ami then took care of her nosebleed then went back into the room. She entered the room and dropped everything she was carrying. Her jaw nearly fell to the floor seeing the scene in front of her.

Makoto lay on the bed with her hair down and cascading on her shoulders, one of her arms behind her head just managing to push out her chest more, her chest barely covered by the sheet as her nipples were clearly visible under the thin fabric, her pierced belly button with the lightning bolt ring, and the sheet going between her legs leaving her golden, tan skin showing. Makoto looked like a goddess. She had the grace and the sexiness to be a model.

Ami felt like a perverted old man who just saw a naked woman. She felt a tingling between her legs as she looked over Makoto's beautiful form. Oh Kami. Save me and give me the strength to lay a hand among that beautiful body. Why must this beautiful woman be as sexy as she is? And I thought the swimsuit was bad...this is WORSE!

Makoto saw the look Ami was giving her and giggled to herself. Excellent. Now to just get her to start the massage. I have a feeling something will happen. I don't think Ami will last very long with the stare down I am receiving.

Ami snapped out of her trance then walks over and grabs a canvas. She walks over to the eisle that is set up and sits in front of it with the canvas in front of her face. Oh...why does she have to do this to me? Her mind argues back, Like the pot calling the kettle black. You started it. Ami mentally slapped herself then wondered why her cheek stung. She rubs her sore cheek.

Makoto was having fun watching how her state of dress affected Ami so much. Oh this is so much fun. Now I see why Mina always teased Rei. Makoto giggled then looked at Ami. "Ami...are you ok to start?"

"Y-yes." No.

"You sure? You look a little flustered."

"Y-yes Mako-chan...I-I am fine." Liar.

"Ami-chan...how about skipping the painting until later and come give me that massage...my back is killing me."

Ami made the wrong choice of looking around the canvas. When she did she saw Makoto laying on her stomach, arms crossed under her head, and the sheet was now just above her hip. She saw Makoto's tattoo and blushed as she saw it. The tattoo was a police woman and across the cleavage and breasts said 'Private Property'.

"Ami...are you ok?" She rolled over not even bothering to cover her rather busty chest. She smirked when she saw where Ami's gaze had fallen. She then crawls to where Ami is and pulls her by the hem of her shirt toward her then wraps her arms around Ami's neck. She whispered sexily in her ear, "You look like you are getting aroused. Well? Are you?"

Ami's words failed her as she started to babble. Screw it. I'm not going to let this woman, no matter how sexy and beautiful she may look, take control of this situation. Bring it on. Ami tossed everything down and aggressively pinned Makoto to the bed. She then kissed her and moved the sheet away from her body kissing down Makoto's neck. This is a dream come true. I am actually getting to touch Mako-chan and kiss her like I always wanted. And it is all real. As soon as Ami pulled back from Makoto she opened her eyes and saw nothing but her pillow. She looked to the other bed and saw Makoto sleeping soundlessly still fully clothed. Ami realized that it was all just a dream. Are you kidding me? It was all a dream? NO! Ami lie back in bed and hugged her pillow. This can't be happening.

Makoto, in her bed, had heard the soft moans come from Ami's side of the room but thought nothing of it. Was she dreaming or something? Hmm...don't know, but I haven't given up yet. I still have some tricks up my sleeves. Makoto smiled pervertedly about what she had planned for tomorrow and fell asleep.

A/N: What do you think? Don't worry...the mature part of the story comes in the next chapter. Hope you all enjoyed this story so far. Thanx for reading. Please R&R. See ya! Oh and I am writing a fantasy story about them that I will need some ideas for names of creatures and what the creature would look like. It would be my twist on Sailor Moon. It gets bloody but it is really gonna be good. I am getting excited. The fic name will be The Jupiterian Method: A Fantasy Story. Tell me what you all think for your creative creatures. Here's the twist...the setting of the story is on the planet Mercury. Mercurian creatures.